【Martial Arts Revenge】(1-2)

Preface
During the Northern Song Dynasty, due to the actions of the former emperor Shi Jingtang, who sold the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun to the Liao Dynasty in his quest
for the throne, the Song Dynasty, primarily composed of infantry, was left defenseless. The Liao Dynasty could frequently launch southward raids, burning
magnificent buildings and villages to ruins and enslaving free people, causing immense suffering to the border population.
In response, the Song Dynasty frequently launched northward campaigns to reclaim the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun. The two countries were constantly at war, but due to
a lack of horses, the Song Dynasty struggled to defeat the Liao cavalry in open battle, suffering repeated defeats.
After Emperor Zhenzong's defeat and the signing of the Treaty of Chanyuan, no one dared to venture north again, and the Song Dynasty could only adopt a passive defensive posture.
Fortunately, the Yang family's capable generals temporarily stabilized the border.
The deep-seated resentment between the two countries was palpable, with everyone from the court to the common people harboring intense hatred for the Liao Dynasty. Seeing the court's
incompetence, the people, besides feeling heartbroken, also sought to retaliate. In the martial arts world, it was common for skilled individuals
to form teams to assassinate high-ranking border generals and officials in the Liao Dynasty, undertaking their own individual anti-Liao cause.
These assassination attempts quickly escalated, reaching hundreds of members. The number of Liao generals and officials assassinated
increased dramatically, creating widespread fear and anxiety.
Even some Han Chinese who sought to save the country indirectly abandoned their posts, putting the Liao court in a very difficult position.
In response, Empress Dowager Xiao invited Yelü Sheng, the Liao Dynasty's top martial artist, to lead a group of Liao martial arts masters against the Central Plains martial arts
community. Although the Central Plains masters were highly skilled, they were fighting on unfamiliar territory. The Liao martial arts
community had the advantage of timing and location, routing the assassination teams. Countless martial arts elites were killed, captured, or escaped.
Because the assassination teams were composed mainly of civilians, they lacked military cohesion. After several setbacks, deserters,
deserters, and surrenderers emerged… soon, only twenty or thirty loyal and righteous individuals remained from the once large force.
When they were out of ammunition and food and had nowhere to turn, the young swordsman leading the group,
Zhao Shuo, a Confucian master known in the martial arts world as "One Sword Holding Up the Sky," challenged Yelü Sheng alone, on the condition that if he won, he would spare the rest of them.
At that time, Zhao Shuo had mastered the "Six
Realms Annihilation Sword," a superior sword technique that no one in the Confucian school had been able to master for nearly a hundred years, ranking him among the top ten masters in the Central Plains martial arts world. Everyone had high hopes for him in this battle. Yelü Sheng was a martial arts fanatic. Having witnessed
the peerless sword techniques of the Confucian school among the three religions of the Central Plains, he was itching to fight and immediately accepted the challenge. The location was set at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, and only he was allowed to come to
fight.
No one knows the outcome of that battle, only that as soon as he left the group, Liao troops
attacked from all directions, surrounding and annihilating the remaining martial artists. Only three escaped.
After escaping, the three initially thought that the Liao people had gone back on their word and broken their promise. They believed that Zhao Shuo's journey to the meeting was likely to
end in disaster. However, a few months later, news spread that Zhao had become the son-in-law of the Imperial Preceptor's household, been appointed
a high-ranking official by the Liao Kingdom, and even changed his surname to Liao.
The entire martial arts world was outraged. Zhao was accused of being a traitor, betraying his teammates and ancestors,
and living a life of ignominy…
Had Zhao really become a traitor? The three martial arts practitioners who had escaped refused to believe it. They knew Zhao's character and
supported him. Therefore, they returned to the Liao Kingdom. Having learned from their previous experience, they disguised themselves as Liao citizens
and gathered information from all sides.
But they were disappointed because the information they received was all over the place. Some said that the Central Plains master
was beaten to death on the spot by the Imperial Preceptor at the gate... Some said that Zhao Shuo surrendered after a few moves... Some said that Zhao Shuo ran away after a few moves
...
There were many conflicting opinions, but no one was sure whether Zhao Shuo had really become a traitor, and his fate was unknown...
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Chapter 1 Rage
In a sparsely populated mountain forest in Jiangnan, there was a small manor. The manor was very small, with only a few
small houses. The person who could live in this desolate mountain wilderness must be a martial arts hermit with extraordinary skills.
Meanwhile, inside the manor, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen was peeking from outside a room. From
inside came the lewd cries of a woman: "Ah...good grandmaster, good husband, you...you're fucking your
nephew...Xuehua can't take it anymore!...faster...faster...it's coming...I'm going to cum...ah..."
Through the crack in the window, a man and woman could be seen frantically making love. The woman was a
woman of twenty-five or twenty-six, with a beauty beyond compare; even the most exquisite descriptions of beauty could not adequately describe her
.
At this moment, she knelt on the bed, her shapely buttocks, capable of driving any man mad, bearing the impact of the man's penis from behind.
The man, however, had a full head of white hair, his face wrinkled like withered wood, and his eyes gleamed with greedy lust; he was
an elderly man nearing seventy.
A stunning beauty paired with a dying old man—and judging from their relationship, it was far from ordinary; they were committing incest.
Although the old man was old and his face was full of wrinkles, what was surprising was that his body was incredibly strong, his whole body covered in
solid muscles, and his magnificent penis was enough to make countless young men in the world feel ashamed. It was so thick and long that
it was almost frightening. It was more than nine inches long and more than three inches thick. Even when it was inserted into the beautiful woman's alluring vagina, only two-thirds of it was inserted,
with one-third still exposed.
With each thrust, he pulled out the pink flesh and labia majora and minora of her vagina, and then shoved the whole thing in,
stretching her vagina to the point of bursting.
The woman felt no discomfort from such a huge penis thrusting in and out. Instead, she experienced continuous orgasms, her shapely buttocks constantly thrusting back to meet
his thrusts. "Oh... I can't take it... It's so powerful... So comfortable... It's so great... Oh... Oh
..."
Looking at the beautiful young woman's intoxicated expression, listening to her hysterical moans, and hearing
the "plop, plop" sounds coming from her vagina, the old lecher was filled with pride. He felt a surge of conquering pleasure. A man
should bring pleasure to the woman beneath his thrusts. Now, he would completely conquer this little slut!
He bent down, one hand reaching for the woman's breast, kneading her hard, purplish nipples with a rough yet gentle touch;
the other hand slid down her snowy buttocks, using a finger to probe her anus. Three methods working simultaneously, she felt like she was floating on
air, dying and coming back to life!
The old man frantically attacked the woman, sending waves of pleasure through her jade orifice. The three sensations combined
, and before she could even savor the intense climax, her lust was reignited, fueled by such wanton...

The woman, consumed by lust, could only let out wanton moans of pleasure, her jade orifice overflowing with copious amounts of fluid 　　as she awaited her climax .
While the two inside the room reveled in their passion, the young man outside watched with burning rage. His erect penis, hard as iron, throbbed with
unbearable pain and grew ever larger. It hissed and creaked, eventually tearing through his silk trousers, exposing his swollen,
eight-inch-long, enormous penis, nearly as large as the old man inside.
The young man grabbed the penis and began to stroke it, his eyes fixed on the two inside. His heart burned with rage: "You filthy old Taoist
, you've defiled my mother like this! If I weren't weaker than you now, I, Zhao Hentian, would have torn you to pieces long ago
!"
The owner of this place was none other than Zhao Shuo's widow, the Taoist outcast, "Azure Wave Fairy" Yue Xuehua. Ten years ago, Zhao Shuo's
assassination attempt on the Liao Dynasty failed miserably, leaving him with a precarious fate and accusations of treason. Although his three friends strongly supported him and
conducted an in-depth investigation in the northern desert, they found no direct evidence of his surrender. However, the Confucian school, which upholds the principles of "Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher," could not tolerate
such a traitor within its ranks. Five highly respected Confucian scholars unanimously decided to expel Zhao Shuo from the
school.
At that time, Yue Xuehua, with her newborn child, was already being looked down upon in the Jiang Confucian school. Now, the Confucian school had indiscriminately
expelled her husband, further solidifying the accusation of treason and making exoneration even more difficult.
She lost her temper and launched a furious attack on the five Confucian scholars.
However, these five scholars, holding high positions, possessed unfathomable martial arts skills. While not the absolute best, their combined
attack would have been a defeat even for the greatest martial artist in the world.
Although Yue Xuehua was a skilled fighter among the younger generation,
she was still like a moth drawn to a flame, courting certain death in the face of the five great Confucian scholars. She didn't even see who attacked or what move they made before she was knocked unconscious.
When she awoke, she found him at her close friend's house. She recalled her pre-marital days with Zhao Shuo, their carefree life in the martial world , how everyone
hailed them as a perfect couple, how enviable they were, and all the sweet memories they shared. But now they were separated by death.
She was unwilling to accept it, she couldn't believe it. Her husband couldn't have betrayed her, he couldn't be dead, perhaps he was suffering somewhere,
waiting for someone to rescue him. Gritting her teeth, she resolved to find him, to clear his name. She left a letter,
took her son, and quietly departed. She couldn't stay at her friend's house; a stigmatized person would only implicate her.
But misfortune had only just begun. One of the five great Confucian scholars, though he only knocked her unconscious and didn't kill her... However,
according to Confucianism, which emphasizes etiquette and the inviolability of seniority, this act was utterly rebellious. This attack,
striking Yue Xuehua's dantian (energy center) from afar, shattered it. Initially, it seemed harmless, but once her internal energy was depleted, it could never be
regained. Once her internal energy was exhausted, she would be practically useless.
Later, after learning of her condition while practicing her internal energy, she was devastated, her journey to the northern deserts thwarted. Heartbroken, she contemplated suicide
. But just before she could act, she heard her son's cries.
Her heart shattered. She held her son, breastfeeding him while weeping. She thought she couldn't die like this. Even
if her husband died, she would clear his name. If she couldn't die, she had her son. She would take him to learn from a wise master and
train him to become a peerless expert, so they could travel to the Liao Kingdom to seek justice for their father.
From then on, she renamed her son: Hentian (meaning "Hate the Heavens"). She hated the injustice of heaven, the unfairness of the earth, the coldness of the world, and the fickleness of human hearts…
To
ensure her son learned martial arts well and found a renowned master, she traveled across the Central Plains with him for three years, searching for
prestigious sects and renowned figures from both the righteous and the unrighteous.
Initially, they all praised her son's extraordinary talent, deeming him a superior martial artist. However, upon hearing that he was Zhao Shuo
, their faces changed drastically, and they were all turned away.
Despite enduring countless scornful looks and humiliations, she did not give up. Her actions moved one of her fellow disciples, who told
her that there was another eccentric person she could seek help from.
That person was none other than the Taoist eccentric "Xiaoyaozi," one of the three eccentric figures of the three religions, the junior brother of the current Taoist leader,
the son of the previous leader, and her grand-uncle. She had met him briefly at her wedding. It was said that he was lecherous by nature,
repeatedly breaking the precept against lust in his youth, and even working as a womanizer. In the martial arts world, many female warriors lost their chastity to his staff,
earning him the hatred of the martial arts community. However, due to his superior martial arts skills, no one dared to provoke him, and those who had been cuckolded could only
swallow their anger.
Later, he became too arrogant and even dared to seduce the daughter of Emperor Taizong of the current dynasty, the Grand Princess of Chu, damaging the royal family's reputation
and leading to an order to hunt him down. Although he remained sworn brothers with the sect leader, the Taoist sect, to avoid being implicated, kicked him out
. Those in the martial arts world who had been cuckolded by him took the opportunity to kick him while he was down, and despite a thousand-mile pursuit, he escaped. He
then disappeared from the martial arts world for thirty years. Only after Emperor Gaozong's death did he dare to show his face again, often returning to the Taoist sect
to reunite with his leader.
When Yue Xuehua heard of this person, she was overjoyed. The so-called "Three Eccentrics of the Three Religions" were
three strange individuals who appeared simultaneously from the three religions forty years ago, who regarded worldly etiquette as dirt and despised etiquette. They enjoyed doing things that violated the great
taboos of etiquette and pursued human individual freedom.
Once condemned as scoundrels by the three religions, each of them possessed exceptional martial arts talent,
mastering all the three religions' supreme martial arts techniques. Even some respected figures could only stare helplessly at them. If Hentian could acquire
one of these eccentric figures as a master, avenging his father and clearing his name upon mastering the art would be a given.
He immediately pressed his fellow disciple for his whereabouts. The disciple hesitated, saying, "Be careful, I heard he's very lecherous,
especially towards someone as beautiful as my junior sister." Yue Xuehua, however, was unconvinced: "Grandmaster Uncle is over eighty
years old. Do you think an old man nearing death still has the ability?"
Seeing her reaction, the disciple could only sigh and tell her that he had overheard the sect leader mentioning
his location by chance. Xiaoyaozi was currently staying at a Taoist temple called "Baiyun Temple" in Yuhang, Jiangnan.
After bidding farewell to her fellow disciples, Yue Xuehua rushed to Baiyun Temple in Yuhang to find Xiaoyaozi. Upon hearing
her purpose, Xiaoyaozi leered at her, "Are you willing to give everything?"
Yue Xuehua firmly replied, "Yes."
Xiaoyaozi chuckled and led her to a room, where he raped her on the spot.
Afterwards, Yue Xuehua was filled with grief and rage, and in a fit of rage attacked Xiaoyaozi. However, she unexpectedly discovered that
the leakage of true energy in her dantian had stopped, and her internal energy cultivation was even greater than before.
Looking at her astonished expression, Xiaoyaozi smugly explained that during their lovemaking, he had used the "Taoist Dual Cultivation
Method" to repair her Qi Sea acupoint and simultaneously channeled a stream of true energy into her to help her recover her vital energy. Furthermore, he
had mastered over ten top-tier Taoist martial arts techniques. He told her that if she didn't want her son to become his disciple, she should leave. He considered
the Qi Sea repair and energy recovery a gift from an elder to a younger generation.
"Leave?" Yue Xuehua couldn't help but ask herself: Was she really going to give up after three years of blood and sweat, just because she saw success
? What about her husband's great revenge? Her son's future? What should she do? Should she let him live his life burdened with the stigma of being the son of a traitor
?
No, she had already lost her virginity to him, betrayed her husband; what did it matter if he continued to toy with her? As long as her son
could achieve great things, she didn't care about this body.
After some consideration, Yue Xuehua agreed to his proposal. Overjoyed, Xiaoyaozi raped her again on the spot. This time, Yue Xuehua, now
fully aware of her situation, completely opened her heart. Under Xiaoyaozi's masterful seduction and lewd techniques, she experienced wave
after wave of orgasms, almost suffocating her. The loneliness and humiliation she had endured for years were finally released. She ultimately
fainted from extreme pleasure…
Xiaoyaozi kept his promise, settling her and her son in a secluded manor. Based on
Zhao Hentian's physical characteristics, he taught him the pinnacle of Taoist martial arts: the Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Given Zhao Hentian's young age, Xiaoyaozi exerted great effort using forbidden Taoist techniques to cleanse his marrow and transform his meridians, accelerating
his growth. His growth rate was nearly twice that of an ordinary child; at only ten years old, he already looked like a sixteen-year-old.
With Xiaoyaozi's help, Zhao Hentian, at a young age, had already become a top-tier martial arts master.
Yue Xuehua was greatly pleased with her son's achievements and felt more grateful to Xiaoyaozi than before, no longer feigning affection for him
.
To prepare her son for his future journey to Liao, she taught
him the Four Books and Five Classics, Taoist principles, and the language and customs of Liao, in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances. However, she couldn't have foreseen that due to his
rapid physical development, coupled with Xiaoyaozi's unintentional teachings on erotic matters, Zhao Hentian, despite his young age, frequently experienced heightened sexual desire
.
The teachings of the Four Books and Five Classics instilled in Zhao Hentian a sense of morality, but also fueled his hatred for his mother, who
constantly criticized him, labeling him as filthy.
In his heart, Zhao Hentian cursed his mother: "You slut, you whore, I hate you!" Yet, deep down, he felt an immense
longing for her body.
At this moment, watching the two in the room constantly shifting positions, displaying their shameful behavior, his engorged penis throbbed with unbearable pain.
As he masturbated, he fantasized that he was the one on top of his mother, finding increasing pleasure with each stroke.
Just as he was enjoying himself, a slender hand suddenly patted his shoulder from behind. Zhao Hentian
turned around and saw a woman as beautiful as a fairy looking at him with a smile.
Zhao Hentian recognized her at a glance as Cuiping, Yue Xuehua's personal maid. Yue Xuehua had once seen Cuiping
selling herself on the street to bury her father while she was out shopping. She was being harassed by a rogue, and Yue Xuehua rescued her and helped her bury
her father. Cuiping was from out of town and had no relatives after her father's death. She begged Yue Xuehua to take her in as a servant or maid, and
Yue Xuehua, seeing her pitiful state, took her in as her personal maid.
Zhao Hentian, still burning with lust, was caught peeping at a erotic scene and masturbating. His handsome face flushed red with embarrassment and anger, and he hissed, "You brat
, what are you doing holding me like this? Let go!" At the same time, he hurriedly shook off Cuiping's hand,
but the action made quite a noise. Inside the room, Yue Xuehua exclaimed in surprise, "Someone's outside?"
The two outside were so frightened they dared not breathe.
Xiaoyaozi chuckled, "It's probably just the wind. What's there to be afraid of? Tian'er is still
practicing his internal energy outside; he won't be able to finish for another hour or two." He already knew someone was spying, and he even knew
who it was, but this only excited him more. He relentlessly worked to expose Yue Xuehua's lewdness, letting her own son see
his mother's lewdness.
"We weren't discovered..." Zhao Hentian and the other man breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the lewd sounds continuing from inside the room. Cuiping
grabbed Zhao Hentian, not allowing him to object, and led him outside to a large banyan tree that had become a forest in a small grove.
"Enough. This place is far enough from home."
Zhao Hentian angrily slapped Cuiping, "You wretched girl, are you going to protect that adulterous woman again?"
Cuiping said, "Young Master, you can't talk about Madam like that, she's your mother..."
*Slap!* Zhao Hentian slapped her across the face, "I didn't treat my mother like that."
Five finger marks immediately swelled up on Cuiping's face, but instead of being angry, she laughed: "And you? You're always peeping at Madam
having sex, fantasizing about your own mother, you're not much better."
"You..." Zhao Hentian's face was twisted into an extremely ugly and terrifying expression. Cuiping had never imagined that someone's expression could change
to such an extent, showing that he was extremely angry. She exclaimed, "Young Master, you... how...?"
Zhao Hentian did not go berserk as expected, but instead covered his face and sat on the ground, crying bitterly.
"I'm a beast too, thinking of defiling my mother every day. I've read so many sage books, trying to be a disciple of sages. Mother is
a harlot, son is a beast... Waaah!"
Seeing Zhao Hentian cry, Cuiping panicked and hurriedly hugged him, saying, "Young master, don't cry. It
's not what you think. Madam used to say that you were too young to tell you certain things, but now it seems I have no choice but
to tell you."
So, Cuiping told him about the story she had heard from Yue Xuehua about taking her son to visit four famous teachers. After listening, Zhao Hentian said,
"Mother only told me that when I grew up, I would avenge my father and clear his name. She never told me any of this."
Cuiping sobbed, "What woman would want her son to know about this great humiliation? Everything she did
was for you. She didn't let you know because she was afraid of turning against that lecherous man and not being able to learn superior martial arts."
Zhao Hentian said, "I have almost mastered his martial arts now, and I am capable of avenging my father.
We will break off our ties with that lecherous man..."
Cuiping laughed and said, "Young master is still young. What does a ten-year-old child know? That old man's martial arts are far more than this.
You must learn all of his martial arts, otherwise you will have failed your wife's sacrifice."
"I'm not young anymore..." Zhao Hentian struggled to stand up and puff out his chest, showing off his physique. Unexpectedly, his
rock-hard penis slammed into Cuiping's face as he swung it.
"It's really not small anymore," Cuiping said, covering her face with a laugh.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Zhao Hentian said apologetically.
Cuiping giggled and pushed him away, "You brat, stay away from me."
Seeing her alluring demeanor, Zhao Hentian's lust rose again. He squatted down and said, "Good sister, can you help me
soften it? It hurts so much, just this once..."
"You brat, I'm scared of you, just this once! Next time I won't have time to help you." Cuiping
agreed to his request after he begged her so much. She pulled down his pants, revealing his eight-inch-thick penis, completely naked in the air,
with a trace of liquid flowing from the enormous glans and urethral opening.
Cuiping felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and her feet were even slightly wet. She cursed herself for being lewd.
She opened her mouth and swallowed Zhao Hentian's glans directly, her teeth gently rubbing the coronal sulcus, and her small tongue licking the urethral opening
.
Zhao Hentian felt his glans being held in Cuiping's small mouth, the huge glans almost filling her entire
oral cavity. Her small, fragrant tongue skillfully licked and teased, which felt incredibly pleasurable. Waves of pleasure washed over him, and the swelling and pain subsided. He let Cuiping
gently swallow and release his penis.
Waves of pleasure followed one after another, and he almost ejaculated from the intense pleasure. Suddenly, he remembered whether Cuiping had also been given a blowjob by that lewd woman, and he
asked urgently, "Sister, have you ever been given a blowjob by that lewd woman?"
Hearing this question, Cuiping, who was swallowing and releasing his penis
, recalled when she was sixteen years old two years ago, when she was peeping at the lady and Xiaoyaozi having sex. She was discovered and then, after Xiaoyaozi gently deflowered her, she was subjected to all sorts of training by him. Her face turned bright red, and
she spat out Zhao Hentian's penis: "You brat, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, or I won't give you a blowjob."
Zhao Hentian was filled with hatred and anger! Why did this lewd woman always steal his things?
He roared angrily, "You're a slut too! Do you enjoy being penetrated? Why let that old slut
penetrate you? I can do it too!"
Enraged, he roughly pushed Cuiping to the ground. Before she could react, he ripped off her pants
and underpants, pushing her shirt up to her chest, revealing her snow-white abdomen and mysterious triangle without reservation.
Based on his memory, he slid his large penis against her vulva a few times, finding the slippery entrance, and inserted it all the way in. Her vulva
felt like a tiny shoe being squeezed into a giant foot, completely full, without a single gap.
A slight pain brought Cuiping back to her senses, and she cried out, "Young Master, you're only ten years old! You can't do this! Pull it out!"
Zhao Hentian felt as if he had entered an extremely narrow, slippery, and warm place. The tender flesh walls gripped his penis tightly, constantly
writhing and rubbing against it. The feeling was unimaginable. He was so aroused that he instinctively began to thrust wildly,
causing her juices to splatter everywhere. He wouldn't listen to Cuiping's pleas to stop.
Without a word, he showed her with his actions that it wouldn't work. He pulled his penis out completely and then thrust it in again, each stroke reaching
deep into her womb. The movements were wild and almost brutal. For a moment, the slapping sounds of flesh colliding and Cuiping's moans echoed through
the forest...
(To be continued)
Chapter Two: For a Beauty
Back in a small wooden cabin on the back mountain of the manor, Zhao Hentian climbed a large tree in front of the cabin. Watching
the sun gradually setting in the west, he thought of Cuiping's lewd behavior under him and felt a surge of pleasure. He was finally a man. But then
he remembered that his mother had also been pleasured under the old lecher at the same time, and an indescribable discomfort welled up in his heart. He turned to look at
the cabin. This was the old lecher's practice place. He said that Taoist kung fu required quiet and couldn't be too
noisy, so he sent him here. But it was just that filthy lecher using an excuse to play with his mother and her maid.
Enraged, Zhao Hentian slammed his palm against the tree, unleashing his Nine Yang True Qi. A crimson
flame erupted from his palm, seeping into the tree. The towering tree's leaves began to yellow, its trunk withered, and thick smoke
billowed from its trunk as the entire tree burst into flames. With a deafening roar, the flames consumed the tree, and it broke into several pieces,
falling to the ground.
Zhao Hentian exhaled and used his lightness skill to land safely. As soon as he touched the ground, he heard a woman beside him exclaim, "Very
good, Tian'er, your Nine Yang Divine Skill has reached the seventh Yang realm." The Nine Yang Divine Skill is divided into nine levels, each level
named after a Yang, such as First Yang, Second Yang, Third Yang... Zhao Hentian, at the age of ten, had already reached the seventh Yang realm; Xiaoyaozi
had clearly put a lot of effort into him. "Mother." Zhao Hentian knew it was his mother from the voice without turning around. He turned and
bowed, secretly glancing up as he did so. He saw that she was dressed elegantly and gracefully, exuding an aura of unapproachable nobility,
a stark contrast to her lewd behavior in her room earlier.
"You're such a hypocrite," Zhao Hentian cursed inwardly, but thinking of her sacrifices for him, his eyes stung with tears.
"It's all thanks to Mother's excellent guidance. I will repay Mother's sacrifices even if it means my death."
Hearing this, Yue Xuehua recalled all her past sacrifices. Today, she had earned her son's thanks, and it was all worth it. She took her son
's hand and couldn't help but sob. "Tian'er, why say such things? Just study hard and avenge your father . That
's the best way to repay your mother." "I will certainly not disappoint my mother's expectations."
After chatting for a while, Yue Xuehua began to teach Zhao Hentian the Four Books and Five Classics. When she spoke of the proper conduct
between men and women, such as "Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, and do not touch each other," she continued... Zhao Hentian felt a sudden pang of pain, remembering that he was facing
a lewd woman who had been involved with a porter. It was ironic that she was expected to explain these things. What would her heart be like? Would she be distressed
? She was forcing a smile while teaching him principles of conduct; it was truly difficult for her. Zhao Hentian said, "Mother,
I already know these things. Teach me something else."
Yue Xuehua gritted her teeth and said, "No, I'm grown up now. Mother wants you to understand what chastity is, what
immorality is, and the great rules of propriety. No matter what the reason, never stray from the right path..." Zhao Hentian said, "Mother
..." This was the most difficult lesson Zhao Hentian had ever had, even more painful than before when he listened while simultaneously cursing his mother for being lewd. Yet,
both the listener and the speaker found it even more unbearable. The short hour felt like years, as the sand in the hourglass completely ran out
. Yue Xuehua sat slumped in her chair, exhausted. Zhao Hentian quickly poured her a cup of tea.
Yue Xuehua pushed him away tearfully, saying, "Tian'er, Mother is alright now. It's getting late, you should rest."
She then left alone, leaving Zhao Hentian alone in the room. He lay blankly on the bed, tears
streaming down his face. "Mother, I'm so sorry. You've done so much for me, and I still fantasized about raping you."
"I'm not human."
"Slap, slap..." Zhao Hentian slapped himself several times, the pain bringing him back to his senses. Suddenly realizing he couldn't
wait here any longer, and now that his martial arts were mastered, he was determined to escape his mother's suffering and immediately head north to seek
revenge: "Yelü Sheng, Confucian master, all the misfortune of my mother and me is your doing! I will never let you get away with this!
I'm going to take my revenge!"
After packing his belongings, Zhao Hentian went to his mother's room in the manor, wanting to sneak a peek at her before
leaving in peace. However, as soon as he approached the house, he heard lewd moans coming from inside: "Grandmaster Uncle...
Ah... So deep... Don't be so rough... It'll tire you out..." Xiaoyaozi's lewd laughter rang out: "I've
been practicing the Dual Cultivation Technique for a long time, and the more I do it, the more energetic I become. Today, I only did it once during the day, how come you're so eager, you slut?" "Yue
Xuehua snorted: "It's all because of you, you old monster... that I had to be taught about chastity... the
great rules of propriety... so exciting..."
"Hehe... how exciting is Xuehua's grand-disciple..." Xiaoyaozi asked while thrusting. Yue Xuehua
said in a coquettish voice: "You naughty old ghost... I did what you said... while talking, I remembered the lovemaking we had together...
I've gotten wet so many times... I did everything you said... you have to teach Tian'er a few more divine skills..."
Outside the room, Zhao Hentian was struck dumb upon hearing this, and could not believe that what he was hearing was true. He quietly
came to the window, and the candlelight inside the room illuminated two figures tightly embracing each other. From their posture, it was not difficult to see
that the two were making love.
Zhao Hentian's heart bled. He lightly moistened his index finger with saliva, rubbed it a few times on the window paper, and skillfully poked a hole.
What he saw made him want to vomit blood: Yue Xuehua's flawless white naked body was sitting with her back to Xiaoyaozi, twisting
her buttocks and swallowing that terrifyingly huge rod.
What was even more hateful was that Yue Xuehua's legs were wide open, facing the window. Their genitals were intertwined, and her snow-white breasts swayed
with waves of light. Coupled with her seductive moans, everything was seen by her son, as if it were deliberately
shown to him.
Faced with such a beautiful spring scene, Zhao Hentian's penis involuntarily hardened. He was stunned.
Was he really such a beast? Did he like his mother being violated? No!
He bit his tongue, the pain confirming that he wasn't dreaming. A tear rolled down his cheek, and he quietly retreated,
afraid of making a sound that might disturb the two people inside, afraid of embarrassment. In truth, with Xiaoyaozi's profound martial arts skills,
he had already sensed him approaching the room, but for some unknown reason, he hadn't exposed him.
After walking several miles from his house and confirming that no one was around, Zhao Hentian roared to the sky and began to run wildly. He had to leave
this place, leave this lewd mother. All that talk about doing it for him was a lie, a lie…
Driven by endless rage, he ran irrationally, activating the Nine Yang True Qi within his body. The seven extraordinary acupoints continuously
provided the Nine Yang True Qi, accumulating more and more, constantly impacting the eighth acupoint of the Nine Yang Divine Art. An extreme
pain, as if being burned by flames, shot through his head, and Zhao Hentian couldn't help but groan in pain. He desperately wanted something to quench his thirst, so he ran even harder
to find water. After running for over a hundred miles, the Seven Yang True Qi within his body reached its critical point, neither escaping nor dissipating. Zhao Hentian let out a
long roar, his true energy breaking through his eighth acupoint, reaching the eighth Yang realm of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. This unintentional, frantic run made him
the first person at the age of ten to practice the eighth Yang realm since the creation of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. However, he had no time to enjoy his joy.
His true energy was greatly depleted, and with his acupoints broken, he collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep.
At dawn, dew dripped onto Zhao Hentian's face, the slight coolness waking him from his sleep. Opening his eyes,
he found himself in a desolate mountain. The surroundings were deserted, and a wave of fear washed over him. He longed to return home and hide in his mother's
arms. Perhaps his mother had done what happened last night to please the old lecherous Taoist so he would teach him more martial arts. Thinking of this,
he stood up and headed home, but then he remembered that going back would only mean watching his beloved mother being lewdly pleasured by the old Taoist. No, I
can't let my mother be toyed with anymore. Killing that old lecher? He's never even killed a chicken, let alone had the courage to kill
a person. With my martial arts skills, I definitely couldn't beat him. The only way now is to avenge my mother, so she won't have to suffer this humiliation
.
Having made up his mind, Zhao Hentian took out a map from the small bundle behind him. This map
was bought by Xiaoyaozi from a merchant two years ago at a high price. It was filled with major and minor roads of the Liao Kingdom. Yue Xuehua wanted Zhao Hentian
to avoid the same problem of the assassination team not knowing the way after entering the Liao Kingdom, so he could escape safely after avenging his mother. Zhao Hentian
looked at the map and found that it only recorded the border and Liao Kingdom routes. It wasn't useful in Jiangnan. It seemed he
should go to the border first.
Having achieved the Eighth Yang Realm, Zhao Hentian focused on the north and once again exerted all his strength to run. His true energy flowed smoothly and almost inexhaustibly,
covering more than two hundred li in a single day. Although his speed was astonishing, he missed his resting place again and was once again
exposed to the desolate mountains. After several days of this, he reached the Yangtze River ferry. Because he hadn't brought much money with him when he set out,
and because he was a novice in the world and had been cheated by unscrupulous merchants along the way, he found that he had almost no money left after crossing the Yangtze River
.
Gazing at the fragrant, steaming food at the street stalls, Zhao Hentian's stomach rumbled with hunger. He longed to grab a few
bites, knowing they couldn't defeat him with his martial arts skills. Lost in thought, he walked along when he suddenly heard a storyteller nearby
recounting the tale of the Five Rats of the Jianghu (martial arts world) in this dynasty. The story revolved around Bai Yutang, the "White-haired Rat," who arrived in Kaifeng
Prefecture penniless and decided to steal from wealthy families that night. The storyteller's eloquent narration captivated
the audience, who showered him with praise and tips.
Hearing this, Zhao Hentian wondered if he should follow suit and commit burglary. But
the Confucian values he had been instilled with since childhood quickly made him reject the idea: "My mother taught me to be a man of integrity, how could I
become a thief just because I have small eyes? How could I be so unprincipled?" After abandoning the thought of stealing,
he wandered aimlessly through the small town on the Yangtze River. Before he knew it, he had left the town and arrived at the main road outside. He saw
a teahouse by the roadside and, feeling extremely hungry, finally couldn't resist going into it.

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