【A Tragic Journey Through the Martial World】(1-3)

(I)
A Tragic Journey Through the Martial World Ends, Hearing of a Beloved's Bitterness; A Strong Wind Destroys the Night Snow, A Pear Blossom Tree Dewy with Dew .
Xi Yumo was in an exceptionally good mood today. Whether it was because Li Chuan's competence had made Xi Yutang flourish,
with connections in both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds, or because he had just mastered the Yin-Yang Dual Harmony Technique, he was in a good mood. In any case, at dusk, a
man nearing fifty was drinking alone in his secluded room, and that feeling was quite pleasant.
His eyes were calm and resolute, almost cruelly so. His hands were rough and large, yet sensitive and agile.
He had always been in good health, without illness. A year ago, before he began practicing the Yin-Yang Dual Harmony Technique alone, his libido
had always been very strong; at his peak, he had slept with twelve top-tier prostitutes in a brothel.
Although he didn't care about the mere 100,000 taels of silver, he cherished his manhood greatly, enduring it for
an entire night. Only when the last of the famous courtesans, "Sai Xi Shi" Xi Su'e, arrived did he
reluctantly take some medicine. This medicine, given to him by a high monk, consisted of only a small pill, broken in half, and
with a slight exertion of his own strength, he managed to hold out against the "Sai Xi Shi," a woman known for her irresistible charm,
for half an hour. Finally, he slept with her, and she begged for mercy in bed…
A year had passed. For a man like him, not having touched a woman was a testament to his willpower.
However, for someone who had slept with every top courtesan on both sides of the Qin River, this didn't seem to require much
willpower. In truth, there were no women worthy of his attention anymore. If there were any, he considered them to
be the "Two Yuns, Two Pings, and One Ouyang" of the martial arts world.
Legend has it that among the four beauties in the martial arts world, Xue Xiangyun and Ouyang Pianxian are both only nineteen years old and still virgins. Ouyang Pianxian
is the only daughter of the immortal swordsman Ouyang Hai, while Xue Xiangyun is the maid of Li Chuan, his capable assistant. Some
have seen Ouyang Pianxian, who is rumored to be incomparably beautiful. Xue Suyun, Xue Xiangyun's younger sister,
captivated everyone at the martial arts gathering, even the great master Fang Ji gifted her his treasured Longhua Sword Manual just to catch a whiff of her beauty
. However, no one in the martial arts world has ever seen Xue Xiangyun, because she is Li Chuan's person, and Li Chuan's people are also
Xi Yumo's people...
Tonight, Xi Yumo is waiting for Xue Xiangyun, one of the "Two Clouds and Two Pings". The eyes of ordinary people will not
satisfy him. The two beautiful sisters, Ruhua and Ruyan, who were famous throughout the capital, were rarely seen even by princes and nobles. When the two sisters
served him at the same time, he could not get an erection. Only after using some medicine could he barely achieve pleasure. However, he
never expected that Li Chuan, whom he already valued highly, would offer him his priceless beauty tonight
. A year of pent-up desire was something he desperately needed, and his reasons for agreeing to Li Chuan's offer were likely twofold: firstly, to give
Li Chuan some face, and secondly, to see just how beautiful Xue Xiangyun truly was…
The lamps were lit, and Xi Yu Mo was still drinking alone when two exceptionally beautiful maids
entered, followed by a young girl in a pink evening gown, her hair styled in a high bun, her face veiled in
black. Xi Yu Mo waved his hand, and the two maids left. He then saw Li Chuan and waved
back, signaling him to stand guard at the door. Li Chuan also left. Here, he was the absolute master; whoever entered
his private chamber had to obey him.
Only then did Xi Yu Mo open his eyes and scrutinize the young girl. Although his face wasn't clearly visible, when his gaze
expertly moved down from top to bottom, he felt his heart skip a beat, a
feeling he had never experienced before welling up within him. The girl was slender yet voluptuous, a ribbon lightly tied around her waist, perfectly
showcasing her beautiful feminine curves. Still as a willow, moving like a gentle breeze, she stood there with a slight unease, exuding an indescribable
charm, a feeling that would stir the hearts of any man.
Xi Yumo was also a man, and a man among men. He waved his hand, signaling her to remove her veil.
Xue Xiangyun hesitated for a moment, then extended a delicate, white hand from her wide sleeves, a hand as slender as a spring bamboo shoot, and gently
pulled down the veil, simultaneously turning her face slightly to the side with unease. Xi Yumo's eyes followed her
jade-like hand, and he was immediately struck by her beauty. First, her hair was as black as clouds, then her forehead was as white as jade, her
eyebrows were delicately arched, her eyes were as deep as autumn water and as beautiful as stars, her nose was slightly upturned, her
lips were sexy and red, and her chin was smooth... Xi Yumo was somewhat surprised, and his breathing became rapid. All
the women who could be called beauties in the past were no longer there, especially Xue Xiangyun's unique temperament, a
faint sadness, a suppressed unease, and a stubbornness that only a man like Xi Yumo could see
. This made Xi Yumo's breathing quicken, and he felt a strong desire he had never felt before.
He could tell that Xue Xiangyun did not want to come, but she was not forced to. Once she entered Xi Yumo's secret room,
she had to be at his mercy, that was undeniable. But Xi Yumo could see that she clearly carried an unyielding and tormenting
helplessness. But now, Xi Yumo couldn't think of anything else to do. A rational
voice in his head warned him not to be impulsive, because he had never been impulsive in his life. On the other hand, a powerful voice
told him to conquer her, conquer her!
...
Li Chuan's expression was complicated, and his heart was in turmoil. He knew this was his only chance, and if he
didn't seize it, he would lose everything. And this chance was in Xue Xiangyun's hands. He knew
what kind of woman she was, and he knew she loved him deeply. For the past ten years, although Li Chuan
was nearly twenty years older than Xue Xiangyun, she rarely left the house, while Li Chuan took care of her in every way, like a loving father. This made Xue
Xiangyun feel no unease; even the water for her bath was prepared by Li Chuan himself, and the meals she ate
were also cooked by him.
Twelve years have passed. Back then, Li Chuan abducted her from a family and raised her into a rare beauty.
Xue Xiangyun knew nothing of this. She didn't even know what beauty was. She didn't know that her appearance, her
body, could drive all the men in the world mad. She only
noticed a nauseating expression in the eyes of men who feigned hospitality at Li Chuan's residence but actually wanted to peek at her. Therefore,
besides Li Chuan, she hated all men; she found them filthy and shameless. As for Li Chuan, she had already transcended...
He transcended the boundaries between men and women, feeling that her life belonged to him, and that he was the pillar of her life.
Xue Xiangyun never understood why Li Chuan insisted on personally preparing a special fragrance for her when she rinsed her mouth, nor
why he personally scrubbed her back when she bathed. In truth, Li Chuan was afraid of hurting her, afraid of anything contaminating
her, afraid of damaging her skin. This was a very distressing matter for Li Chuan. Each time, he held his breath
while doing all this for Xue Xiangyun, and afterwards, he would hide alone in the room, frantically rubbing his penis with his hands.
Twelve years had passed, no easy feat, because he knew that Xi Yumo was very picky; only the best woman could
relax him, could trigger his power, could make him momentarily dazed after intercourse. How long was a moment?
Whether he closed his eyes or opened them again, that instant was enough for him; he could strike him, because Li Chuan
never did anything without certainty. For that instant, he endured everything that ordinary people could not bear.
Li Chuan dared not ignore Xue Xiangyun's situation, but he found that when he
told her about going to the Western Jade Demon Chamber, his heart ached as if stabbed. He dared not think too much about it, while the intelligent Xue Xiangyun's eyes
immediately reddened; she cried. She had never gone against Li Chuan's wishes before, but this time, she didn't know what to
do. Being with a man she hated, and knowing nothing about matters of the heart, she so deeply resented him
. Would he make her leave him? She dared not think about it.
Li Chuan knew that although Xue Xiangyun appeared gentle, she was stubborn inside. However, Li Chuan was not one
to be swayed by sentimentality. He knew that if he persisted, Xue
Xiangyun would agree; and if he explained the consequences, she wouldn't commit suicide. He repeatedly told her that whatever he wanted to do, she had to comply
. Then, he handed her a small medicine bottle, telling her that if she couldn't bear it any longer, she should take it; it
might make her feel better. He added that he couldn't tell her anything else, otherwise, he would have to die. Xue Xiangyun silently
nodded. She let down her hair and combed it. She felt she had come to terms with it; she would be willing to die for Li Chuan
. As for the medicine bottle, she carelessly tossed it aside by the bed.
However, when Xue Xiangyun stood before this strong middle-aged man and saw Xi Yumo's greedy eyes,
her heart panicked again. She felt disgusted, after all, she had never been with a man before. She really wanted to escape
, the sooner the better. She knew Li Chuan might be at the door; if she ran out now, Li Chuan would definitely
save her. But she didn't move. She convinced herself that for Li Lang's sake, she should hold on a little longer. Maybe Xi Yumo
would be drunk, maybe he was too old to do anything to her. But when Xi Yumo reached out, she realized she
was wrong.
Xi Yumo's eyes were greedily fixed on Xue Xiangyun.
He forgot all about her being the most beautiful woman in the martial world, her frailty, and
her delicate beauty. He simply stood up and reached out his hand… Xue Xiangyun's hand was white with a hint of pink. Xi Yumo savored her hands and leaned closer, as if
he were drunk and resting against her back. Xue Xiangyun's heart leaped into her throat. Having never been with a man before
, she didn't know what to do. Instinctively, she wanted to turn away and push Xi Yumo away. But Li Chuan, Li Chuan—
that name made her hesitate. The beauty was right before him, and Xi Yumo couldn't believe it. However,
being a man of his stature, he knew one thing: even if it was a dream, he would pursue it to the end.
Xue Xiangyun's fragrance gradually wafted into Xi Yumo's large nostrils, making his face flush as if he'd taken an stimulant
, his breathing becoming rapid. His hand slowly reached to the top of Xue Xiangyun's head, gently pulled, and removed
the hair clip holding her hair back, tossing it aside. Xue Xiangyun's waterfall-like black hair cascaded down, some strands
falling onto Xi Yumo's face. A captivating fragrance permeated his senses. He pressed his face against Xue Xiangyun's
long, white neck, rubbing it against her skin, greedily inhaling the scent. It was an unusual fragrance, a
blend of hair's aroma, skin's fragrance, the unique scent of a virgin, and the intoxicating aroma that Li Chuan had cultivated in her baths with special medicine over the years—a scent capable of driving men mad
. Xi Yumo was no ordinary man. Although he didn't go mad, he felt a strange
urge in his lower abdomen. His supposedly magnificent penis slowly hardened, pressing tightly against Xue Xiangyun
's full, firm yet soft buttocks through her clothes. This sensation was almost unbearable for Xi Yumo, but he still
restrained himself. His hands slowly caressed Xue Xiangyun's body, her back, sliding down to her waist, and gradually encircling her abdomen
. Only then did Xi Yumo truly understand what it meant to be surrounded by a fragrant beauty.
Xue Xiangyun became even more bewildered. She didn't know what Xi Yumo was going to do, because she
knew nothing about matters between men and women. Her mind was in a daze. She wanted to push Xi Yumo away regardless of the consequences; it was
an impulse. Her face was as red as the evening glow, and she felt hot. She slowly raised her hand, intending to grab Xi Yumo's
hand and separate them, when she heard Xi Yumo's dazed voice in her ear: "I've heard rumors in the martial arts world that Xue Xiangyun's
lips are the most sensual lips among all women. Li Chuan said your lips have a special fragrance. I wonder if it's true
?" This lewd voice made Xue Xiangyun feel nauseous, but when she heard the name "Li Chuan," her
raised hand fell limply to her sides. Xi Yumo, however, was completely unaware of Xue Xiangyun's actions; he was simply intoxicated by 　　the pleasure
brought by this beautiful woman .
Xi Yumo slowly moved his stubble-covered, alcohol-smelling mouth, revealing blackened yellow teeth,
down Xue Xiangyun's neck to her flushed, sunset-like cheek. His nose greedily
inhaled the scent, while his mouth scurried towards Xue Xiangyun's red, sensual lips. Xue Xiangyun felt a wave of nausea,
thinking of Li Chuan, yet instinctively tried to dodge, hastily turning her lips away, causing Xi Yumo's mouth to
miss. However, Xi Yumo wouldn't give up so easily. He stretched his neck, extending his mouth again, which Xue
Xiangyun dodged each time.
Xi Yumo leered, pressing his mouth against Xue Xiangyun's cheek, leering, "What? Why are you avoiding me
? Is Li Chuan wrong?" The mention of "Li Chuan" struck Xue Xiangyun like a thunderbolt, bringing her back to her senses
. She didn't know what to do, but she noticed Xi Yumo's lips were pressed against her cheek, unmoving. She
knew he was waiting for her, but how could she... Li Chuan, Li Chuan. "Go along with him, or I'll die."
Li Chuan's voice rang in her ears. For him… Xue Xiangyun slowly turned her lips. She knew that
with each step closer to Xi Yumo's lips, she felt more nauseous, but like a furnace filled
with burning embers, she still had to use her hands to scoop them out. For Li Chuan, she would do it.
At this moment, Xi Yumo was unaware of Xue Xiangyun's inner turmoil, assuming she was just shy. Seeing
Xue Xiangyun's red lips slowly moving towards him, Xi Yumo's heart skipped a beat, and he eagerly
met hers with his own. Both of their bodies trembled slightly… Xi Yumo felt Xue Xiangyun's lips
were warm, sweet, and carried a captivating fragrance, causing him to shudder with excitement. Xue Xiangyun, on the other hand,
shuddered from the combined smell of sweat, alcohol, and stench.
Xi Yumo's left hand encircled Xue Xiangyun's slender waist, while his right hand lifted her head. He opened his mouth wide, as if eating
a candied fruit, and began to passionately kiss Xue Xiangyun's sweet, fragrant red lips, often called "the lips of sensuality." Xue
Xiangyun's face flushed crimson, and she panicked, unsure whether it was from disgust or because no man
had ever kissed her before. As Xi Yumo kissed Xue Xiangyun's fragrant lips, he seemed to be burning with passion. His short, thick tongue
forcefully forced open Xue Xiangyun's red lips, shamelessly plunging into her mouth. A refreshing
fragrance made his breathing even more rapid. His tongue swirled wildly in Xue Xiangyun's mouth, his lips desperately
sucking on her perfectly curved, sensual lips. He had never been so excited about a woman before
. He felt that Xue Xiangyun's red lips were like warm lake water, like fragrant flowers, melting him, and acting as a
catalyst, igniting his desire.
His breathing quickened, and his penis became even harder, pressing tightly against Xue Xiangyun's full arm.
While kissing her greedily and frantically, he freed his right hand and slowly
slid it down Xue Xiangyun's cheek and neck, towards her high, firm breasts that could make any man fall. Xue Xiangyun's breasts were incredibly full and
rounded, so full that it was hard to believe they belonged to a nineteen-year-old girl. Although she shyly
bound them tightly with a bra, their youthful firmness was still undeniable. And Xi Yumo's hand was sliding towards them.
Xi Yumo slowly used his fingers to lift a slit in Xue Xiangyun's bodice, his hand expertly slipping inside…
Xue Xiangyun shuddered as if electrocuted, realizing that Xi Yumo was violating her sacred maidenhood
. She instinctively tried to scream, but her mouth was being passionately kissed by Xi Yumo, and a muffled groan escaped her lips. Then,
without hesitation, she pushed Xi Yumo away, and a crisp slap landed on his face. The sharp sound
jolted her awake; she knew she had made a mistake, a fatal mistake. She froze.
Xi Yumo was also stunned for a moment. This slap, rather than bringing him to his senses, drove him mad. He looked
at Xue Xiangyun, whose beautiful hair was casually draped over her shoulders, at her full, moist red lips from the passionate kiss, at her stunningly
beautiful face, at her stubborn expression, and at the snow-white skin revealed by the clothes he had pulled open,
the outline of her breasts, and her chest rising and falling with excitement. He felt a desire to conquer that he had never felt before. He
sneered and pressed closer again. Xue Xiangyun repeatedly told herself to endure it. For Li Lang's sake, she had to
endure it no matter what. She couldn't act impulsively anymore; she had to go along with him…
Xi Yumo stepped forward and put his arm around Xue Xiangyun's shoulders again, tightening his grip to prevent her from struggling. Suddenly, he
realized that Xue Xiangyun wasn't struggling. Although her body was stiff, she wasn't resisting. So, he leered and
released her, beginning to untie her belt. Xue Xiangyun slowly closed her face, tilted her head back, gritted her teeth, and
submitted to Xi Yumo's manipulation. Xi Yumo cruelly and slowly, very slowly, untied Xue Xiangyun's belt, then
slowly reached his hands along her smooth skin to the straps of her undergarment. This was the most unbearable thing for Xue Xiangyun,
a feeling longer and more disgusting than death. She knew this was Xi Yumo
's revenge for the slap he had given her earlier.
Xue Xiangyun felt her clothes being completely undone, a chill running down her chest. She knew her breasts were now
completely exposed. She also heard Xi Yumo's heavy breathing. His cold, withered hand brazenly
grasped her left breast. Xue Xiangyun's entire body trembled. A bitter feeling washed over
her, a feeling that alternated between excitement and nausea. Her mind flashed between
images of Li Chuan and Xi Yumo's face. Xi Yumo's eyes were already bloodshot. He had never seen such perfect
breasts—full, round, and firm. They were curves that would arouse any man's lust. The skin was so
white and smooth, the breasts so soft, warm, and firm. These were the breasts of a virgin ,
the breasts of a woman, breasts that could drive even a man like Xi Yumo mad… Two beautiful, erect
red nipples stood proudly, rising and falling with Xi Yumo's caresses.
Xi Yumo's mind was clouded, completely consumed by lust. His breathing quickened, his hands
moving from touching to grasping, finally kneading... The woman's most sensitive spots were being roughly
squeezed and rubbed by Xi Yumo. Xue Xiangyun bit her red lips tightly with her silver teeth. She never imagined that
she, who was willing to risk her life, could not endure this feeling. It was like an endless abyss, a bottomless abyss. She
could only silently endure it, clenching her teeth, closing her eyes tightly, enduring the torment, enduring the agony, because she knew that
Li Chuan's life was in her hands at any moment... Xi Yumo became increasingly frenzied. He picked up Xue Xiangyun and
almost ran into the bedroom...
Xi Yumo had slept with many women, but only three women had ever truly entered his bedroom:
Zeng Rongqian, the Holy Maiden of the South Sea; Long Xuefang, the Fairy Maiden of Emei; and this "Number One Beauty of the Martial World," Xue Xiangyun. However
, when Xue Xiangyun opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a bed, or rather, a
large wooden plank. Around the plank were all sorts of strange objects—wooden, iron, and leather—
things she had never seen before and didn't know what they were. But a nameless fear gripped
her. Just as she looked around in confusion, a lewd laugh interrupted her thoughts. At that moment, Xue Xiangyun…
She then realized that Xi Yumo had already stripped naked, his hard, erect penis pointing furiously at her.
Xue Xiangyun had never seen a man's body before, and upon seeing it, she was filled with panic. A woman's instinct made her
cover her already torn clothes with both hands. She felt nauseous, wanted to vomit, and wanted to beg for mercy. Most
women would beg for mercy at this moment, but she didn't. Although she wanted to, her stubborn instincts
prevented her from giving in, and there was also the safety of Li Chuan...
Xi Yumo roared like a lion, his penis erect and half a foot long. Looking at the lamb in front of him, this
stubborn lamb who wanted to resist but couldn't, his lust burned within him. He climbed onto the bed and roughly
removed Xue Xiangyun's hands that were protecting her chest, pulled her clothes behind her back, and wrapped them around her shoulders.
Her round, fragrant shoulders and slightly sunken shoulder hollows burned him like a flame. He panted and pressed his body against hers
. Xue Xiangyun knew her resistance was futile. She could only turn her face to the side, close her eyes tightly, and submit to Xi Yumo
's manipulation, enduring his ravaging…
Xi Yumo greedily nuzzled Xue
Xiangyun's high breasts with his large mouth, sucking on her rosy nipples like a baby nursing. His mouth moved back and forth between her breasts, alternating between them. Xue Xiangyun endured the unbearable
humiliation and disgust, biting her red lips and closing her eyes to suffer… Gradually, Xi Yumo's movements slowed and
then stopped. He straightened up, licked his lips, which were still fragrant with Xue Xiangyun's breast milk, and his hand began
to slide towards her abdomen, fumbling for her belt. With a practiced tug, he pulled it down. Even Xue Xiangyun herself was surprised; she could feel that Xi
Yumo's hand was more adept at undressing her than she usually was. She felt a chill on her thigh; she knew she was completely naked
, just like when she took a bath.
Xi Yumo's two bloodshot eyes stared at the beauty lying before him. She exuded youthful energy
, her thighs were shapely and firm, her waist slender, her calves long and graceful, her skin snow-white, emanating a fragrant aroma,
her curves impeccable, her face captivating—she was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. And after
twelve years of living with Li Chuan, she remained a virgin; even Xi Yumo had to admire Li Chuan's self-control.
Xi Yumo slowly caressed Xue Xiangyun's entire body, as if admiring a rare treasure.
When his hand slid from Xue Xiangyun's lower abdomen down between her legs, her previously stiff body trembled slightly
. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. Xue Xiangyun, a nineteen-year-old maiden, was now
being caressed by a strange man she loathed. How she longed to keep her body, how she longed to give it to Li Chuan!
But this beauty, born of heaven and earth in nineteen years, was not meant for her beloved, but to be brought to this calamity.
She instinctively squeezed her legs together, but when Xi Yumo raised his lust-red eyes and glared at her,
she thought of Li Chuan again and had no choice but to close her eyes and open her legs.
In a vengeful act, Xi Yumo used his hands to spread her legs apart. What came into his view was the girl's peach blossom-like vulva
, glossy pubic hair, and tender red labia. Xi Yumo could no longer resist; his penis swelled to a high point, his breathing
rapid. He roughly fondled it with his hands while picking up a small porcelain bottle
and applying some medicine to his enormous penis. Instantly, his penis, originally only half a foot long, became much thicker and harder
, the glans glistening smoothly. Waves of heat surged from his lower body to his throat. His eyes were bloodshot,
like a beast in heat, as he pounced on Xue Xiangyun…
His penis, with practiced ease, found the peach blossom cave. Due to the medicine, the smooth penis was not
blocked by the lack of vaginal fluid, and it easily squeezed the glans… As he entered, he felt Xue Xiangyun's body stiffen,
followed by a scream. His glans was being squeezed. Although Xue Xiangyun was strong and stubborn, she could no longer endure this torment and
pain. The violation of her sacred sanctuary caused her to scream in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. She
had never imagined that Xi Yumo would treat her like this, trying to insert such a large thing into her delicate body. She also didn't
know that saving Li Chuan would be so painful, so unbearable. Her instincts and the pain caused her abdominal muscles to contract
. The contractions were so intense that they made Xue Xiangyun break out in a cold sweat. She freed her hands and tried to push Xi Yumo away.
She forgot about saving people and making sacrifices. An instinctive protective force gave her unprecedented strength
, and her lower body unconsciously contracted tightly.
Xi Yumo was already burning with lust. He slapped Xue Xiangyun away and was about to thrust his lower body inside her when
Xue Xiangyun desperately tried to resist. He skillfully grabbed her arms, stretched them back
, and his foot triggered a mechanism on the bed. With a "click," two iron rings extended from the headboard, instantly locking
Xue Xiangyun's hands. Xue Xiangyun struggled and screamed, but no one could hear her. She could only tightly clamp
her legs together, her body twisting stubbornly. But her struggles only fueled Xi Yumo's lust. Xi Yumo channeled his power into
his fingertips and cruelly pried open Xue Xiangyun's thighs, causing her screams of pain to intensify.
Suddenly, Xue Xiangyun felt her feet were also bound by iron rings. Xi Yumo pressed a mechanism, and Xue Xiangyun's taut
legs were spread apart a hundred degrees. Xi Yumo took a deep breath, thrust his hips, and inserted his
penis, which had only partially entered, all the way in. Xue Xiangyun let out a long scream of pain and fainted. Xue Xiangyun was delicate
and boneless; her first time being penetrated by a man was with Xi Yumo's rough and enormous penis.
But at this moment, Xi Yumo no longer cared about being gentle with her. He only felt that Xue Xiangyun's vagina
was unusually warm and moist, the flesh walls tightly gripping his thick penis. Deep inside, he could faintly feel the muscles
twitching, like a small mouth sucking his penis. He thrust his hips again, inserting his half-foot-long penis all the way
into Xue Xiangyun's vagina. He seemed to hear the sound of her hymen breaking. His penis
was so tightly connected to Xue Xiangyun's vagina that even the blood of a virgin could not flow out. An instinct compelled him to thrust his thick penis into
Xue Xiangyun's warm, narrow vagina. The sensation was the most peculiar he had ever experienced with any woman
. She aroused him, as if her vagina had been made just for him—narrow, elastic, and constantly
twitching. He thrust desperately, panting like an ox. The combined effects of the drug and his own extraordinary strength made him
incredibly stamina-rich.
With each thrust, Xue Xiangyun's virgin blood flowed from her vagina along with his penis, staining the bed. The intense
pain jolted Xue Xiangyun awake from her unconsciousness. She felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Xi Yumo,
like a wild horse, pounded into her repeatedly. His thick penis felt
like it was about to burst her. Unable to endure the pain, she shook her head frantically, her body twisting in vain. She cried out, begging for
mercy: "No, ah... ah... let me go, please, ah..." Tears streamed down her face.
She gritted her teeth, desperately struggling against the iron rings with her hands. But Xi Yumo seemed tireless
, thrusting harder with each stroke, his penis growing thicker and thicker. She felt she was dying, being tortured to death like this.
A hundred strokes, five hundred strokes, a thousand strokes... Xue Xiangyun's consciousness began to blur, her lower body gradually becoming numb...
Suddenly
, she felt Xi Yumo's penis swell inside her, then she felt a sudden emptiness as
Xi Yumo withdrew his penis. He felt himself about to ejaculate, so he expertly pulled out. He panted
for a moment, then, ignoring Xue Xiangyun's desperate pleas, turned her over, activated a mechanism, and two iron
rings clamped her hands, while two iron rods extended from behind her ankles, arching her body. A
large cotton swab rose from under the bed to support her body, and Xi Yumo's penis entered her again from behind. This time it
was deeper than the first time, and the pain was still intense. Xi Yumo began to thrust forcefully again, while Xue Xiangyun's cries
gradually weakened, turning into hoarse moans. Tears streamed down her face as she desperately shook her head, her hair
trembling wildly, her body rocking back and forth with each thrust from Xi Yumo.
One, two, a hundred, five hundred… Her moans rose higher and higher, like a never-ending
hell. The pain gradually subsided, but an indescribable feeling tormented her—
the struggle between human desire and reason. It was like a needle, piercing her heart again and again. It was
an unbearable pain. Beads of sweat dripped down her face. Her moans were so alluring that Xi
Yumo almost ejaculated several times. But using the internal energy he had cultivated for over a year in the Yin-Yang Dual Combination Technique, he
forced back his ejaculation, desperately venting his pent-up lust on Xue Xiangyun's body. He
didn't care whether Xue Xiangyun's moans were from pain, pleasure, or both; he only knew she was a
woman, a rare and exquisite woman, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Thinking of this, his penis
became rock hard and began to thrust vigorously…
After an unknown amount of time, he activated the mechanism, hoisting Xue Xiangyun's body up, and then stood on the bed
embracing He thrust his hips violently, his mouth frantically biting and nibbling at Xue Xiangyun's high, firm breasts... Then
he made Xue Xiangyun straddle him, inserting his penis from below, while two iron chains bound her slender waist.
With each mechanism, Xue Xiangyun was lifted up and down from his body. He closed his bloodshot eyes, listening to Xue Xiangyun's incessant
moans and pleas, enjoying the stimulation and pleasure...
Until dawn, they changed positions nine times. Xue Xiangyun's moans turned into gasps, her consciousness
blurred; she didn't know where she was... Knowing only pain, she struggled, unaware
of her own position. Xi Yumo arched her body, his thick penis penetrating her anus
. A more intense stimulation caused Xi Yumo to let out low growls. The excruciating pain caused
Xue Xiangyun, already somewhat numb, to scream again. She gritted her teeth, desperately shaking her hair, tears and sweat streaming down her neck
. Xi Yumo entered her from behind; she was powerless to resist, unable to exert any strength, only passively accepting
the blows. Her body was pounded forward by Xi Yumo. She was constantly being shaken, passively enduring this endless,
brutal torture…
When Xi Yumo finally unlocked her iron ring mechanism and lowered her back to the initial position, it was already the next morning
. A night of torment and abuse had left her breathless, her entire body covered in sweat. She was panting
, limp, and utterly powerless to resist. Xi Yumo, too,
was drenched in sweat from exhaustion. After catching his breath, he swallowed two pills, concentrating all his power on his penis, which had
become limp again. He spread Xue Xiangyun's thighs, cushioned her waist with a quilt, and inserted his penis
into her body again. Xue Xiangyun only let out a slight moan, biting her red lips, her brow furrowing;
she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
This time, Xi Yumo was even more frenzied. He pressed himself against Xue Xiangyun, thrusting incessantly, his mouth greedily
kissing her firm, high, yet soft and elastic breasts brimming with youthful vitality, kissing
her sweet, warm, and sensual lips, kissing every inch of her skin. His rough tongue pried open Xue Xiangyun's lips
, plunging into her mouth, swirling wildly. His lower body, aroused by all this, thrust wildly.
He smelled Xue Xiangyun's fragrance, looked at her beautiful face, now like a pear blossom in the rain, covered in tears and sweat
, feeling the warm, stimulating, and incredibly pleasurable sensation within her body, especially the sensation emanating from his
lower body. The involuntary twitching, like a small mouth enveloping the glans, sucking desperately, stimulated Xi
Yumo to convulse wildly, the impact making Xue Xiangyun feel as if she could hear her pubic bone shattering...
Two more hours passed, and finally Xi Yumo's penis became increasingly out of his control. This sensation
made it thicker and harder, and the semen that had been unable to be contained flowed little by
little down his penis towards the glans as his power weakened. He felt as if his penis was about to explode, and Xue Xiangyun also felt
his penis thrusting faster, more powerfully, and harder, and she subconsciously twisted
her waist to meet his thrusts.
Finally, like a landslide or a raging flood,
the semen that had been suppressed by Xi Yumo's power for nearly ten hours erupted. Xi Yumo, as if possessed by a madman, used all his strength to tightly embrace
Xue Xiangyun, his mouth biting down hard on her right breast. His penis convulsed and thrust in with boundless power,
emitting wild, beast-like roars. Xue Xiangyun first trembled slightly, then...
Her body unconsciously writhed in response to the surge of pleasure, while her vulva, like a small mouth, sucked in the
seemingly endless warm liquid. She felt a warm current travel from her lower body to her chest, powerful and forceful
, pounding into her body like a shooting arrow. Xi Yumo's penis was throbbing, causing her lower body unbearable pain
. With her last strength, she let out a series of moans, moans that experienced men could recognize
as the sounds of orgasm. Whether it was from pleasure or from the
pain of Xi Yumo biting her nipples and holding her body, she clung to Xi Yumo frantically. He bit her nipple
, his body convulsing violently in response to the waves of passion, his skin glistening with sweat…
How long it lasted, I don’t know, until Xi Yumo finally ejaculated, or rather, stopped convulsing, about fifteen minutes
later. Xue Xiangyun had already fainted, her breath faint, her cheeks flushed. Indeed, for a delicate
woman like her, a virgin, to be raped for over ten hours for the first time, with
such a large penis, it was no wonder she fainted. When Xi Yumo finished ejaculating his last drop of semen, his power was also exhausted
. Moreover, when the power of yin and yang intercourse was exhausted, no matter how strong his internal energy was, he would not have time to immediately circulate it and would
experience a brief period of unconsciousness. This unconsciousness was the most comfortable for Xi Yumo. He had obtained
the best woman in the world and experienced unprecedented passion and enjoyment. He should rest. His penis was still inside Xue
Xiangyun's lower body, and he also fell unconscious...
(II)
A Tragic Journey in the Martial World: A Heroine Willing to Suffer Humiliation, A Demon's Lustful Shadows Cover the Sun, A Beauty's Abuse and Torture
Although Xi Yumo was unconscious, his mind was still sweetly thinking, reflecting on the excitement of this moment.
How long ago was it? It had been fifteen years ago. He had been just as excited as he was today, also for a woman
, a woman who, although not as crazy as she was today, still drove him mad.
He thought about that woman for a long time. At the time, he was new to the martial world, and although he had seen many
women, he had never met one as perfect as her. Her mature, sensual charm
completely captivated him—even though it was unrequited love, and although he was only thirty and she was only twenty-
six. However, Xi Yu Mo was Xi Yu Mo; even in his youthful arrogance, he possessed not only courage
but also strategy. With his superior martial arts skills, he snatched her son—Wan'er—from her nanny
. He knew Wan'er was her life; since her husband had been captured by Gao Taiwei, she had pleaded for his release
while relying on Wan'er for survival. But she never expected that her husband would betray her, simply because Grand
Commandant Gao coveted her beauty, while her husband coveted the position of Imperial Eunuch. Knowing her strong-willed nature,
he feigned being captured by Grand Commandant Gao to force her to submit to him, but she refused to submit...
For her son's sake, she asked the Dharma Protector, one of the four elders of Emei, to protect her Wan'er. But she never
expected that the Dharma Protector—her martial aunt—would also fail, being defeated by an unknown person who
kidnapped Wan'er. She only received a note instructing her to retrieve her son herself. She knew
the price of retrieving him, and she knew that someone who could defeat the Dharma Protector could not possibly win by force. Her only option
was to submit. Her intense love for her son made her wipe away her tears and go as promised. She was none other
than Long Xuefang, the proud and aloof beauty who had captivated Xi Yumo and Gao Taiwei, known as the Fairy of Emei. The
name Long Xuefang was always associated with a feeling that made men's breath catch in their throats...
A desolate mountain, a dry cave. The cave was very dark. Long Xuefang walked with difficulty. She seemed to doubt the cave
, doubting whether it could hide a person. However, the map in the letter was correct, and the price for getting her son back was to
stay in this cave for seven days. She did not call for help. With just the name Long Xuefang, how many men in the world would be willing to risk their
lives for her? But she did not. She was unwilling to take risks or sacrifice innocent people, because she knew that this nameless
stranger was highly skilled in martial arts.
Gradually, the cave opened up, and a faint light appeared. Long Xuefang followed the light and was immediately struck by its vastness.
The large stone hall was brightly lit by torches, and a dozen burly men stood shirtless with their hands clasped in their pockets. There were two small doors on the right side of the hall,
and several wooden stakes on the left. In the center was a large brazier, and a middle-aged man sat in the middle of the hall.
The moment he saw Long Xuefang, his previously cloudy eyes lit up. This look filled Long
Xuefang with nausea and fear. Before she could see what he did, he was already in front of her. He
was Xi Yumo.
Looking at Long Xuefang, who had come in her holy attire, she appeared even more alluring than usual in the firelight. Her silky
hair, straight nose, beautiful face that was both pretty and noble, her sensual lips, and even
her eyes, which held a captivating charm even in fear, along with her high, almost perfect breasts, all
accentuated her well-proportioned figure, making her exceptionally seductive. Long Xuefang's mature womanly charm made Xi Yumo's breathing quicken
, but he couldn't show it. He needed to completely overpower her, to utterly destroy her from within, and then do as he
pleased. The thought of that feeling excited Xi Yumo, and his lower body slowly hardened.
No matter how he tried to hide it, Long Xuefang could see the greed in his eyes. She had seen that look
too many times, just like all the other eyes in the hall, and Xi Yumo was no exception.
Long Xuefang composed herself and calmly asked, "Where's Wan'er?"
Xi Yumo seemed not to hear her, his eyes fixed on her breasts and her beautifully curved, lightly powdered
red lips. Long Xuefang felt a surge of panic and asked again, "Where's Wan'er?"
Xi Yumo finally snapped out of his daze. He calmed himself for a moment, clapped his hands, and then
a burly man carrying an infant emerged from a doorway on the right side of the hall. Upon seeing her child, Long Xuefang abandoned all restraint
and rushed towards him like a madwoman, screaming, "Wan'er!" The child cried out in fright,
and several steel knives stood between her and the child. Long Xuefang froze. After a long while, as if she had made a great decision
, she walked step by step to Xi Yumo. "What do you want?"
Xi Yumo chuckled lewdly, his greedy eyes once again fixed on Long Xuefang: "I..."
"You know exactly what you want. As long as Lady Long cooperates a little and stays in this cave for a few days, Wan'er
will definitely repay you."
Long Xuefang bit her lip and nodded: "As long as you don't hurt Wan'er, you can do whatever you want!"
These words, spoken by others, would only be heard as trifles, but coming from Long Xuefang's sensual lips
, they carried a different kind of alluring flavor. Xi Yumo felt a tightness in his chest, and his lower body slowly rose.
He stood up and walked step by step to Long Xuefang, his hand lewdly reaching for her waist... Long Xuefang
raised her head and closed her eyes. The sash loosened under Xi Yumo's skilled hand, and her outer garment slipped to the ground,
while the thin, gauze-like inner garment accentuated Long Xuefang's delicate body, making her exceptionally alluring. Everyone in the hall
began to breathe rapidly, their eyes fixed on Xi Yumo and Long Xuefang's every move.
Xi Yumo gently pulled off Long Xuefang's underwear, exposing her beautiful body
to the dozen or so men. Her alabaster skin
and flawless figure, unchanged after childbirth only slightly enhanced by a fuller, more sensual curve, caused some men's hands to unconsciously reach down
to their groins, their eyes fixed on Long Xuefang's body, kneading it incessantly. Xi Yumo's hands also began to tremble.
If it weren't for the presence of so many men, he would have stripped Long Xuefang naked in a few swift movements. His trembling
hands unfastened Long Xuefang's undergarment, and two snow-white, full breasts immediately sprang out, like two round snowballs.
The two bright red nipples, enlarged from breastfeeding, trembled slightly, like
budding flower petals.
The hall had been quiet, and the child had stopped crying, but now, heavy breathing filled the entire hall
, echoing in the stone cave. The men's eyes began to redden, and one burly man let out a heavy
groan, while the two men beside him lewdly laughed.
Long Xuefang kept her eyes tightly closed, and at Xi Yumo's prompting, she straightened her back, thrusting out her high breasts
. Xi Yumo's yellowish hands slowly slid down Long Xuefang's shoulders to her rounded breasts. When Xi
Yumo's hands grasped Long Xuefang's breasts, her body involuntarily trembled slightly,
and her breathing became rapid. Xi Yumo reveled in the pleasure brought by the softness and elasticity of her breasts. With each
kneading motion, Long Xuefang's hands clenched tighter and tighter. She desperately tried to control herself, enduring the sensation.
Xi Yumo slowly entered the mood, his lips pressing against Long Xuefang
's rounded shoulder, his kisses trailing down her neck to her cleavage. His hands squeezed her breasts, rubbing against his face, caressing them incessantly. His
nose and mouth were buried deep within her cleavage, while Long Xuefang's hands trembled, clenching into fists.
The breathing of all the men in the hall grew increasingly rapid. They wished that it wasn't
Xi Yumo holding Long Xuefang at this moment, but themselves. They fantasized, imagining the feel and elasticity of those breasts, their lower bodies
trembling slightly.
Xi Yumo's mouth moved to Long Xuefang's breasts, while his other hand kneaded them more forcefully. He
suckled on the pink nipples like a baby nursing, his breathing becoming heavier and his kneading more
forceful. Long Xuefang bit her lip tightly, the stimulation from her sensitive breasts
mingling with the humiliation in her heart, tormenting her. Her breathing quickened, her lips tightened, and Xi Yumo grew increasingly
frenzied. The pleasure from those mature breasts made his mind burn like a fire. He went from sucking to
biting, a sharp pain causing Long Xuefang to let out a soft moan. That sound, that
sound, was like a bomb to a man, unleashing his primal instincts. Xi Yumo's heart leaped into
his throat.
He relentlessly bit and sucked, his hands tightly gripping Long Xuefang's arms, his mouth constantly
shifting between her breasts, saliva smearing her smooth, white skin and flowing down her cleavage. Long
Xuefang moaned softly, the pain, stimulation, and humiliation relentlessly assaulting her soul. Her cries
grew louder and more rapid; her eyes were tightly shut, her body contorting with each bite and suckle from Xi Yumo
. Meanwhile, all the men in the hall rubbed their genitals incessantly, their heavy breathing
mingling with the women's moans, echoing through the cave…
After an unknown amount of time, several men pulled down their trousers, panting heavily, rubbing their penises,
their eyes bloodshot as they stared at Long Xuefang and Xi Yumo—at Long Xuefang with greed, at Xi Yumo with jealousy.
As Xi Yumo's lust grew with this stimulation, the sensation became almost unbearable. His thick penis
swelled inside his trousers, rubbing erect between Long Xuefang's legs. Perhaps he was biting too
hard, his frantic sucking only making her warm, moist breasts harder and harder. Suddenly, he heard Long Xuefang let out a soft cry,
followed by a warmth in his mouth and a milky fragrance in his nose. He was startled, realizing that
his excessive sucking had drawn out the milk meant for a baby…
A strange feeling excited Xi Yumo. He suckled frantically,
swallowing mouthfuls of milk flowing from Long Xuefang's full breasts, while his other hand roughly squeezed her other
breast. The snow-white, full breast was deformed by his rough hands, and milk flowed out like a stream
, running down his hands to his shoulders and wetting his hair. Long Xuefang
experienced a fleeting pleasure from his frantic sucking and the flow of her milk, while the pain from his relentless squeezing of her left breast
tormented her. This sensation caused her to moan softly, which only fueled Xi Yumo's frenzied kneading
. All the men's eyes were fixed on Long Xuefang's breasts, which Xi Yumo was kneading. Their
eyes were bloodshot, some men already ejaculating, gripping their penises and panting heavily…
The milk had run out, yet Xi Yumo continued his frenzied sucking. The intense pain from the brutal
kneading of her most sensitive area was unbearable for Long Xuefang. Her cries grew louder, from soft moans to gasps, and her breasts
changed from snow-white to pink. Her erect nipples turned from bright red to purplish-red. Finally, Long Xuefang screamed in agony
; the milk flowing from her nipples was no longer milk, but a mixture of white and red blood. Xi Yumo, however, remained oblivious.
As Long Xuefang's moans grew louder, his movements became increasingly rough and forceful. Blood
flowed from Xi Yumo's hands down to his shoulder, turning from a mixture of white and red to a deep crimson. A drop of blood landed on
Xi Yumo's face, obscuring his vision. He paused briefly before realizing that Long Xuefang's chest
was covered in streaks of blood, flowing down her deep cleavage. Xi Yumo snapped back to reality, releasing his mouth
and hands. He took a deep breath, silently reminding himself not to be greedy; he would enjoy it slowly.
He removed his clothes, stained with breast milk and blood, and, shirtless, returned to his seat
. Long Xuefang was still panting, her hair disheveled. She frantically wiped the blood from her body, her hands instinctively
protecting her chest. She looked at Xi Yumo with suspicion, wondering what other torture awaited
her…
Everyone in the cave was watching Xi Yumo, who stared intently at Long Xuefang. His earlier madness
slowly subsided. He knew he couldn't rush things; there was plenty of time. But when he met Long Xuefang's
captivating eyes, her sensual red lips, and her chest heaving from her gasps, he felt an irresistible
urge. He suppressed his lust, feigning composure, and waved his hand. At that moment, two long-haired girls emerged from a nearby cave entrance
. One was completely naked, and the other wore only a symbolic veil.
They were young and beautiful, with full yet slender figures, but their faces were expressionless. Coupled with their snow-white
skin, red lips, and long black hair, they gave off an icy aura. They were
the sisters known in the martial arts world as the "Ice Beauties"—Bing Hong and Bing Rong. All men longed for them, but firstly, they
never interacted with men, and secondly, they possessed superb martial arts skills, were arrogant and aloof. However, no one
would have expected to find them in Xi Yu Mo's cave, especially dressed like this.
Upon seeing the Bing Hong sisters, all the men in the cave couldn't help but breathe heavily again. Bing Hong calmly walked up to Xi Yu Mo. Xi Yu Mo pointed to his lower body, said nothing more, but 　　stared at Long Xue Fang with
bloodshot eyes .
Binghong crouched down and gently pulled down Xiyumo's pants. All the pants were pulled down, and
a penis sprang out like a venomous snake. Xiyumo's lower body was thick and powerful, with bulging purple veins, trembling slightly
. A drop of semen still clung to the glans, lingering from the earlier excitement. Binghong was as gentle as
a lamb. She seductively brushed a strand of her long hair behind her ear, knowing it would
make her more visible, something Xiyumo liked to see. Her tender red lips were only an inch away from the penis; her breath
touched it.
Binghong hesitated for a moment, then finally extended her sensitive, warm tongue. At this moment, the men in the cave
stopped breathing, their eyes were bloodshot, and their lust was aroused to its peak. Although they had all forced
themselves on Binghong, and everyone knew that besides her beautiful face, she also possessed a warm and inviting body… However
, when her hand gently grasped Xiyumo's penis and her tongue lightly touched it, Xiyumo still involuntarily
let out a soft moan, and his lower body twitched. In fact, all the men seemed to feel as if Binghong's tongue was touching
their own bodies.
Binghong skillfully licked around the penis, which made Xiyumo feel very comfortable and stimulated
. Then, Binghong opened her small mouth as wide as possible, taking the thick penis into her mouth
. Her mouth was stretched full, her face was distorted, and she felt an urge to vomit
, but she held back. Her nimble hands kept rubbing the penis, while her mouth kept sucking on it.
Xi Yumo felt excited, but he knew it wasn't enough. He clapped his hands, and five
men emerged from the inner room. They were burly, naked, and each had bloodshot eyes. As soon as they came out, they
saw Bing Rong, and their gaze startled her. They stood before Xi Yumo, their breath coming in ragged gasps
as they stared at Bing Rong, who was diligently sucking Xi Yumo's penis. The satisfied look in Xi Yumo's eyes made all five of them
pause in surprise.
One of them, his penis already erect, cried out breathlessly, "Xi Yumo, you invited
us brothers here to kill the Wudang Changfeng Daoist for you, and you said you'd reward us with something absolutely worth it. Where is it
?" As he spoke, his eyes darted towards Bing Rong, who instinctively covered her chest in fright.
Xi Yumo smiled slightly, panting, "Who doesn't know you five brothers? You kill together, and you play with women
together too! You've played with countless women in the world, but this woman is just one you never
expected." He then pointed to Long Xuefang standing before him.
The five men turned around, their mouths agape in astonishment. Before them stood a naked beauty,
her figure mature and perfect beyond compare, her face dazzlingly beautiful. Born of the same mother, their hearts
were connected; a surge of excitement coursed through them, and all five thick penises simultaneously hardened.
The eldest brother turned around and asked, "Such a woman exists in the world? Who is she?"
Xi Yumo laughed, "She is the Emei Fairy, Long Xuefang." Xi Yumo's crimson eyes
scanned Long Xuefang's entire body from head to toe, and he said maliciously, "Long Xuefang, as long as you cooperate a little, Wan'er will be
perfectly safe."
Long Xuefang gritted her teeth, her face flushed, and said, "As long as you don't harm Wan'er, I'll
agree to anything you want."
Xi Yumo chuckled lewdly, "It's not about what I want to do. My request is simple: if you can satisfy
everyone in this cave for seven days, I will return everything intact, ha…"
Long Xuefang closed her eyes and nodded with difficulty. This nod was undoubtedly a signal, a
signal that suffocated all the men. As if receiving a command, the five ghosts pounced almost simultaneously. They
lifted and carried Long Xuefang onto a stone bed in the middle of the hall. The five men worked together, their ten hands greedily caressing her
entire body. Long Xuefang felt dizzy and disoriented; she knew what awaited her.
The five ghosts knelt around her perfect body. The second and third ghosts each cupped her two full, soft
breasts, licking her nipples incessantly with their tongues. The intense stimulation caused Long Xuefang to let out a soft moan, her hands...
She instinctively tried to push them away, but the two ghosts, experienced in their methods, held her hands down with one hand each, while the other hand kneaded
her breasts, their tongues still sucking. The fourth ghost slowly leaned down, his yellow-toothed, foul-smelling mouth pressing against Long
Xuefang's bright red, moist lips. Long Xuefang turned her head to avoid it, but the fourth ghost's hands firmly held
her head, accurately kissing her red lips. A wave of nausea made her want to scream, but she couldn't open
her mouth because the fourth ghost's tongue was trying hard to pry open her lips.
Just as the fourth ghost was greedily kissing her lips, the fifth ghost skillfully spread Long Xuefang's snow-white, full, and dazzlingly long thighs to
their maximum extent, while the eldest ghost almost cruelly tore off her panties. The fifth ghost saw
the most alluring woman of his life; her lower body was as fresh and moist as a peach blossom, and her dark, shiny pubic hair aroused endless desire in men
.
At this moment, the large ghost leaned down and approached her lower body, deftly touching her clitoris with its tongue. Long Xuefang
's whole body convulsed. She tried to free her head from the four ghosts' foul mouths and struggled desperately with her limbs, but these five
born lechers would not let this sheep escape. They were of one mind, moving as one, and used their strength to immobilize Long Xuefang
. The large ghost opened its mouth wide and enveloped her lower body, sucking desperately. The second and third ghosts also
increased their efforts, sucking on her breasts, while the fourth ghost constantly changed angles, passionately kissing Long Xuefang's sensual lips.
The five ghosts continued to forcefully spread Long Xuefang's alluring legs as wide as possible. Long Xuefang's struggles became even more intense.
Although she knew it was futile, she could only endure it. Her hands, pressed to the ground, gripped the edge of the stone bed tightly.
She didn't know what the end was, what the conclusion was; she could only desperately endure this pain.
Xi Yumo's eyes widened as he panted at the scene before him: five lustful
demons greedily indulging in debauchery, a beautiful woman of unparalleled allure whom he dared not and could not resist, five dark
, muscular bodies, and the naked body of a mature, alluring woman lying in ambush. Seeing this
scene, hearing the heavy breathing of the five demons, and hearing Long Xuefang's alluring
moans of pain escaping her nose because her mouth was gagged, Xi Yumo's eyes turned bloodshot.
Binghong was diligently sucking Xi Yumo's penis when she suddenly felt it grow even thicker and harder.
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw the five demons ravaging Long Xuefang. She painfully closed her eyes, sucking even more vigorously
. Xi Yumo waved to Bing Rong, who looked at him with fear like a frightened lamb. She slowly approached
Xi Yumo and, at his prompting, hesitantly pressed her face close to his. Xi Yumo grabbed her hair and began to kiss
her red lips passionately. Bing Rong groaned in pain, trying to push him away but not daring to. She
weakly supported Xi Yumo with her hands to prevent herself from falling.
Xi Yumo's eyes remained fixed on the pained expression on Long Xuefang's exquisite face. He felt Binghong's constant
stimulation of his penis with her hands and mouth, watching his thick penis slide in and
out of Binghong's warm, delicate red lips, enjoying the lips of Bingrong, which had been specially steamed with spices. His hands, however, were playing with Bingrong's firm breasts.
He kept telling himself not to get too excited, to calm down, desperately trying to control himself with his consciousness, but
the sensations throughout his body plunged him into endless desire...
Xi Yumo desperately tried to control himself, waving his hand to the Five Ghosts. The Five Ghosts' movements gradually slowed down, and although somewhat
reluctant, they nodded knowingly to Xi Yumo. Binghong also stopped sucking, looking up at Xi Yumo
. Bingrong took the opportunity to struggle out of Xi Yumo's arms, frantically wiping her lips that Xi Yumo had kissed, her breath
still catching in her throat. The Five Ghosts lifted the struggling Long Xuefang and knelt down in front of Xi Yumo.
Gazing at that stunning face and those alluring red lips, made even more vibrant by the four ghosts' rough treatment, Xi Yu
Mo kicked Bing Hong aside, his eyes fixed on Long Xue Fang's sexy lips, and lewdly chuckled, "
Would the heroine Long do me the honor of experiencing her flute playing skills?"
"Hahahaha..." All the men in the hall burst into laughter.
Looking at Xi Yu Mo's enormous penis, over half a foot long, its dark, glistening glans covered in a dense, unruly
thick layer of hair, Long Xue Fang felt a wave of nausea and turned her head away. Xi Yumo's face
darkened, and the five ghosts flew into a rage. Several rough hands skillfully pinned Long Xuefang's fair body to the ground, half-crawling.
Two and three ghosts, skilled in subduing, used simple grappling techniques, each grasping Long Xuefang's arms and
twisting them inwards with a burst of Yin energy. Long Xuefang cried out in pain, raising her head and biting her red
lips, still turning her face to one side.
The beautiful and strong Long Xuefang ignited a burning desire in Xi Yumo's heart. A cruel thought arose within him
. He grabbed Long Xuefang's cascading hair, pulling her head up, his eyes fiercely
fixed on her. Seeing her defiant gaze, he slapped the heroine across the face in a fit of rage,
instantly flushing her jade-like cheek. "You do what I tell you to do!"
Long Xuefang endured the pain, stubbornly glaring at Xi Yumo. The gaze of this goddess, the one who stuns him, made Xi Yumo
flustered. He sneered, "Fine, fine!... Come on, bring Wan'er out!"
A burly man carried Wan'er over. Xi Yumo stared at Long Xuefang's uneasy face: "
Chop off his right hand first!"
"Yes!" The burly man drew his knife.
"No!" Long Xuefang struggled frantically: "Don't hurt my Wan'er! Fine, I'll listen to you, don't
touch him!"
Xi Yumo leered and waved his hand. The burly man sheathed his knife, and the Five Ghosts released their grip. Long Xuefang struggled
to her feet, heartbroken and angry, and walked to Xi Yumo's side. With a lewd grin, Xi Yumo stripped naked,
reaching out to embrace Long Xuefang's body. A smooth, warm sensation spread throughout his body, making his already
erect penis even larger. He brazenly caressed Long Xuefang's body, his rough, yellow hands unconsciously
reaching for her snow-white, high breasts, kneading them. Long Xuefang stared at Xi
Yumo with despair and expressionlessness, as if her body had gone numb.
"My beautiful heroine, open your mouth a little wider, yes, yes, come and kiss me, come on, mmm..." Xi Yumo greedily...
He greedily kissed the lips of the woman he had dreamed of since his first encounter with the Dao, the feeling even better than he had imagined.
Long Xuefang's breath gently brushed against his face, her fragrance like orchids,
and he was almost intoxicated... He didn't know how much time had passed before he abruptly pulled away from Long Xuefang's kiss. He knew that this beauty belonged to him
, and he couldn't waste any more time; he had to savor her slowly. He cupped her face and said lewdly, "Alright, beauty
, shall we begin our cooperation?" As he spoke, he rubbed his thick penis against Long Xuefang's delicate, snow-white body
.
Long Xuefang hesitated for a moment, looked at him, and slowly squatted down. "Not squat, kneel." She had no choice
but to change to a kneeling position. This humiliation was nothing compared to what she was about to suffer. For Wan'er, she was willing to sacrifice anything
. She gently grasped Xi Yumo's monstrous penis with her slender hand. Xi Yumo felt his lower body
throb. My God, even her hands had such magic power. Long Xuefang tentatively brought her lips slowly closer to the penis,
but a strong, unwashed male odor assaulted her nostrils, making her feel nauseous and turn her head away.
"Hmm?" Xi Yumo sneered threateningly, and Long Xuefang turned her head back with difficulty. To be honest, she
had never performed oral sex before, and had barely touched a man. Her husband had only made love to her two or three times, and it was always
at night when the lights were off, when she became pregnant. Moreover, because her husband was busy pursuing fame and fortune outside, she was often
left alone in the house.
The five ghosts lewdly laughed, "What? You can't do it? Learn from Miss Hong, otherwise your precious son will
suffer. Serve Brother Xi well, and let us enjoy ourselves later, haha..."
Long Xuefang steeled her heart and, imitating Bing Hong's earlier actions, slowly extended her flower-like tongue, gently touching
Xi Yumo's lower body. A bitter, acrid sensation almost suffocated her, but this time she endured it.
She licked the penis with the tip of her tongue, feeling it tremble. Xi Yumo felt as if his soul had left his body; all the men's
breathing became heavy. She steeled her heart, slowly opened her mouth, and enveloped the thick thing, gently inserting it
into her mouth. Xi Yumo felt as if he had ascended from hell to heaven. He exhaled a long breath, suppressing his
premature urge, feeling his body swell continuously in the warm, moist mouth, feeling
the various stimulations of Long Xuefang's sexy mouth on his penis, his lustful fluids mixed with Long Xuefang's saliva constantly lubricating it.
Whether out of reluctance or incompetence, Long Xuefang's movements were always slow and gentle, preventing Xi Yumo from
fully satisfying himself. He gestured, and the sound of a baby crying reached his ears. This sound seemed to provide impetus, and
Long Xuefang subconsciously increased the speed at which he was swallowing and spitting out the object in her mouth. Xi Yumo panted, "My beauty, if
you don't put in some effort and use all of Binghong's special moves, I'll tear your Wan'er into eighteen pieces."
Long Xuefang raised her alluring eyes and looked at Xi Yumo pleadingly, shaking her head, while her mouth sucked even more vigorously
. Her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth incessantly sucking and swallowing the thick penis, her nimble, warm tongue
tirelessly licking the glans within her mouth, her delicate hands kneading and rotating the base of the penis. She
knew not when it would end, only continuing to suck, her inner humiliation already disturbed by Wan'er's cries…
Xi Yumo seemed to have lost his soul, groaning incessantly, his eyes tightly closed, as if enjoying this
boundless pleasure. It was clear he was desperately resisting the stimulation of that beautiful lips and tongue on his penis.
Gradually, his groans grew heavier, his breathing heavier…
Xi Yumo secretly channeled his inner strength, forcing back his burning ejaculation, signaling Long Xuefang to stop sucking.
The heroine, panting, wiped her wet red lips with the back of her hand. Xi Yumo knew the real moment had just begun
.
He gently helped her up and to his seat, his bloodshot eyes fixed on her slightly
flushed face. His yellowed hands roamed wantonly over her smooth, white legs, suddenly stopping at her clitoris
. Long Xuefang's
body jolted, instinctively convulsing, her outstretched hand gripping the edge of the stone chair
.
Xi Yumo grinned lewdly, his hand relentlessly caressing Long Xuefang's lower body, his fingers pressing and
squeezing her delicate clitoris. Watching the pain on her beautiful face, Xi Yumo's breathing grew heavier
. Long Xuefang's almond-shaped eyes were half-closed, her teeth clenched around her red lips, trying to suppress a cry, but her body involuntarily
twisted and contorted with Xi Yumo's caresses, attempting to break free from that terrifying hand with these futile movements.
Her waist writhed, her breasts bounced, and Xi Yumo gradually lost his grip. Under his brutal ravaging, he felt his fingers
become slightly wet. He knew the time had come. Xi Yumo forcefully spread Long Xuefang's thighs with both hands,
straddling them onto the chair armrests, bending them at an angle of over 100 degrees. His left hand, holding his thick penis,
rubbed it back and forth against her vulva. This sensation sent a chill down Long Xuefang's spine; she knew what was about to happen
…
Long Xuefang closed her eyes, painfully turning her head to one side, her brows furrowed… Xi Yumo felt
his lower body harden to its limit. After rubbing back and forth, suddenly, with a forceful thrust of his left hand, he lunged forward
, forcefully inserting his enormous, ugly member into Long Xuefang's body!
"Ah!…" Long Xuefang screamed, her slightly flushed cheeks turning deathly pale, her face contorted in pain.
Her hands gripped the armrests tightly, her body trembling. For countless years, she had been sexually inexperienced
; the sudden, violent penetration of her delicate body brought tears to her eyes. But in this situation, Xi Yumo felt
an unusual excitement. With another burst of strength, he thrust his nearly foot-long member into her body. He felt the tight,
warm, and moist flesh, the gentle biting of her walls, and he was so excited he almost ejaculated. Xi Yumo had pre-arranged Long Xuefang's position
, allowing for a full penetration. The heroine screamed again, tears streaming down her face.
Xi Yumo ignored her pain, enjoying the sensation for a moment before pulling out
and thrusting in again… The intense impact caused Long Xuefang's body to
move up and down with each thrust. She was already conquered by this violent intrusion; besides biting her bloodied lips and gripping
the handrail tightly to avoid falling, all she could do was endure, endure…
Ten times, twenty times, fifty times, one hundred times… Xi Yumo gradually went mad, and Long Xuefang, along with
the chair, swayed like a fallen leaf in the wind, groaning in pain and
tears of humiliation flowing freely…
(III)
A Tragic Journey Through the Martial World: Many Changes and Misfortunes, Twists and Turns, Those Who Sigh Stumble and Fall.
Long Xuefang finally couldn't help but cry out, begging for a quick death.
But Xi Yumo did not stop, his fierce thrusts cruelly tearing her painful cries to pieces, the fragmented
yet incredibly intense sounds penetrating Xi Yumo's heart, mingling with his heavy breathing and
the sounds of violent friction during thrusting, igniting only the fire of desire.
"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred..." the Five Ghosts counted, their eyes gleaming. The eldest, watching the Dragon Girl's
soft, voluptuous body convulse and twitch under the ravages of the Western Jade Demon, couldn't help but lick his dry lips;
the sweet fragrance of her lips from moments before still lingered in his mouth, mingled with saliva.
Long Xuefang's voice gradually faded, from a frenzied shout to a low moan. Her body burned as if on fire
, her consciousness drifting away, her tears slowly drying. Only one strong thought remained, "Wan'er," still struggling
within her. For him, she could not bow her head.
A fierce spirit had always accompanied this beautiful, mature woman through thick and thin; even in the Grand Commandant's court, she
had never flinched. "Untouchable," was the final sigh the young master uttered for her. But this time was different
. She had encountered the Western Jade Demon, a man among men, and the Five Ghosts, a group of lustful demons among lustful demons. In their
dictionary, there was no tenderness or mercy; the two words prominently displayed were "desire."
Knowing he was getting into the swing of things, he increased his speed, something he wasn't usually capable of; he was second to none
. But this woman, her body radiating sensuality, her soul etched with stubbornness, was now completely at his
mercy. He wanted to conquer her; this thought made him almost unable to control his speed and stamina. A far cry from his usual almost
cruel games, even in the presence of someone as skilled as Wu Gui, he couldn't control his expression
. He only knew to thrust harder and deeper, pumping wildly. Even Wu Gui would
do the same to a woman like this.
Suddenly, Long Xuefang's voice seemed to be forcefully suppressed. Besides her body still heaving from being pushed
, her teeth were biting her red lips, her nostrils flared, her full breasts swaying like waves, her hands
gripping the chair's armrests tightly to prevent herself from being thrown off, her face still contorted in pain,
her eyes tightly closed, but she was silent. She was using her pride and courage to suppress this weak cry.
Startled by this sudden action, Xi Yumo, who was reaching his climax, instantly calmed down. Almost
simultaneously, he stopped thrusting and reluctantly withdrew his penis.
Long Xuefang felt a void in her lower body, a chill running down her spine. She slightly opened her eyes and found a pair of bloodshot eyes
staring at her with hatred. His eyes were like those of a wild beast.
Xi Yumo regulated his breathing slightly, looking down at his shiny, bloodshot glans. He
took a breath, then bent down and grabbed Long Xuefang's hair. Her beautiful eyes were filled with strength and unyielding spirit,
making him unable to meet her gaze.
"So, you're a heroine, Long Xuefang. Now that you've entered my cave, you have no choice but to submit," he said through gritted teeth.
The chilling aura made her shiver, but she quickly regained her composure, her gaze still coldly
fixed on Xi Yumo. Xi Yumo suddenly felt a loss of confidence, a feeling he himself couldn't believe.
"I'll make good use of this time, I'll let you scream your heart out!"
For Long Xuefang, the challenge meant victory. She not only wanted to take Wan'er away, but she also wanted to
show them through her actions that women were not weak, that women had their own ways to defeat men, and that was resilience.
Xi Yumo straightened up and waved to the five ghosts. The eldest brother didn't react for a moment, still immersed in his
fantasy, but when he came to his senses, he leaned in.
Xi Yumo said in a hoarse voice, "No rush, there's plenty of time, take your time."
The eldest brother's eyes never left Long Xuefang's body, wishing he could bite off those beautiful, full nipples
, and subconsciously responded with an "Oh."
Xi Yumo suddenly laughed, "Did you bring your things?"
The eldest brother hurriedly turned around and winked at the second brother.
"We brought them, Tianshan Snow Lotus Dew."
Xi Yumo's eyes smiled, although he knew the magic of this medicine, he still listened to the second brother's proud description.
Originally, this was a rare and miraculous medicine. After a lifetime of refinement by Master Honglian, it could regenerate rotten flesh and heal
wounds completely—something every martial artist dreamed of.
Xi Yumo, a man of great care for his body
, had always maintained a healthy physique, except for a minor abrasion on his shoulder during a palm strike with Zen Master Fayin. However, Zen Master Fayin's Fire Seal Divine Skill was like
a brand of shame on his shoulder, one he could never forget.
There were only three bottles of Tianshan Snow Lotus Dew. Master Honglian had given one bottle to Long Jianke as a token of gratitude for saving his life. The remaining
two bottles were kept by his daughter, Qianfan Shou Hongxiu. When the Five Ghosts attacked Tianshan at night, they were injured by Hongxiu and resorted to
the lowly "Bewitching Incense" to subdue her. After raping her, they severed her tendons and imprisoned her in
a secret chamber in the Ghost Cry Ridge stronghold. Fortunately, Hongxiu was clever and had already entrusted a bottle of medicine to the nun, but the Five Ghosts still managed to steal
one.
The Five Ghosts tormented Hongxiu relentlessly until she finally couldn't bear it and revealed the nun's whereabouts.
Xiyu Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. "The nun?" It was Wan'er, whom he had snatched from her.
Xiyu Mo slapped his forehead, deeply regretting his lustful actions. Long Xuefang was the nun's only disciple, and he had almost
ruined everything.
"What was the nun's surname before she became a nun?" The Five Ghosts were taken aback. Even Long Xuefang was surprised by the question,
thinking to herself: I've never heard of my master's secular name.
Just as everyone was stunned, a scream suddenly came from a corner of the hall, followed by the cry of an infant
. Xiyu Mo's mind raced, and he instantly flew out. Two white shadows flashed before his eyes—a fleshy shadow, a...
A naked shadow lay sprawled.
"It really is you!" Xi Yumo roared, unleashing a palm strike from afar. A
muffled groan was heard, one figure hesitated for a moment, then lunged at Xi Yumo, while the other darted out of the cave like a startled swan
, the baby's cries fading into the distance.
Xi Yumo paused, then struck back with his palm at the oncoming figure. Their palms collided, and the newcomer
fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. Everyone recognized him as Bing Rong. Almost simultaneously, Long Xuefang made her move.
She leaped from her chair, her left fist and right palm aimed directly at the vital points of the eldest and second eldest brothers. The eldest of the Five Ghosts was highly skilled,
but the second eldest was a master of poison, extremely knowledgeable in pharmacology, and inherently cruel, though his martial arts were mediocre. The eldest brother
barely dodged the attack, but the second brother was struck like a broken husk, his body swaying as he couldn't dodge Long Xuefang's ghostly figure. With a
scream, he clutched his stomach and crouched on the ground.
Long Xuefang's naked body moved like a white jade whirlwind, striking the large ghost repeatedly. Three, four, or five other ghosts nearby were still in shock
, unsure whether they were startled by Bing Rong's earlier collapse or intimidated by Long Xuefang's arrogant onslaught.
Just as the white jade whirlwind forced the large ghost to the center of the hall, a black cloth wrapped around her—Xi Yumo
had made his move. Few had witnessed Xi Yumo's martial arts, and those who had were rarely spared. Although his techniques
were strange, they were mostly based on internal energy manipulation. However, Long Xuefang's speed was so great that he couldn't control the trajectory of his palm strikes
. He picked up the cloak from the ground and threw it at her, while pressing down on the white figure with the other hand.
Long Xuefang's momentum was already irreversible; she suddenly changed direction and charged diagonally, cloak in hand. Unfortunately, having suffered some damage
, her limbs were not as agile as before. Slowing down, she used her chest to meet Xi Yumo's palm strike
. As Xi Yumo's hand, through his cloak, touched Long Xuefang's softest, fullest breasts, he suddenly withdrew his inner force.
Whether out of pity or not, the force of his palm still caused Long Xuefang a sharp pain in her chest,
making her gasp and faint before she collapsed to the ground.
San Gui, having recovered, was a master of acupressure, but years of lewd and sadistic practices had confined him to
the acupoints of women's bodies and minds. He pounced, instantly subduing seven of Long Xuefang's major acupoints. All of this happened in the blink
of an eye, the time it takes to exhale. From Bing Rong's fall to the ground to Long Xuefang's subjugation...
Xi Yumo stopped in his tracks, turned around and sneered at Bing Rong: "I remember
the purpose of my martial arts sparring with Zen Master Fayin was that he lost and had to tell me three secrets of the martial arts world, one of which was the secular
surname of the Dharma Protector."
Bing Rong had blood in her mouth, her hand on her chest, and she was no longer as docile as a lamb as the day before. Her eyes
were filled with grief and indignation, just like Long Xuefang's.
Xi Yu Mo laughed loudly, "Very well, truly worthy of the Ice Chamber Sect, each one as cold as ice, fierce and unyielding."
"That old man Fa Yin only revealed two secrets before he breathed his last. He didn't finish the last secret, only saying
, 'Gentle yet strong, pure and unyielding, naturally formed like water, she was originally…'" Xi Yu Mo said coldly, "Now that I think about it, the Protector
Master's secular surname was Bing! She was originally a disciple of the Ice Chamber Sect, related to you by blood! If you had acted
any later, I would have realized this. I wouldn't have let you succeed in rescuing that child."
Xi Yu Mo remained ruthless: "Just now I realized that the Heavenly Snow Lotus Dew might be related to Long Xuefang, and I originally
intended to use the infant to force her to give it. This adds another clue. Tell me,
where is the other bottle of Heavenly Snow Lotus Dew?!"
The only answers he received were the silent wind and his own echo in the cave…
(To be continued
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