The Biography of Shi Xiu

Since that day when I had physical relations with Qiaoyun, we've been making
love almost every few days. You ask me why, with such a beauty in my arms, I don't indulge in nightly revelry? I want to, too, but
even a hero like me, Shi Xiu, can't withstand such indulgence; a normal person's "energy" is limited.
As for my brother Yang Xiong, he doesn't seem to react much to my relationship with Qiaoyun. After all, he
never truly loved Qiaoyun, and he was the one who brought us together.
I still work as a butcher, doing what I'm supposed to do. Although I sometimes think about Liangshan,
the gentle embrace right beside me makes it impossible for me to leave. Do I still prefer a stable life?
Life is so strange; just when you think it's unchanging, it will give you a significant
change.
Today is a very cold day; most people are staying home, huddled by the stove for warmth. My business is naturally very
slow, so I closed the shop early. In this weather, nothing major was likely to happen at the government office, so Yang Xiong invited
me to our usual tavern for a few drinks.
However, we had barely arrived at Ma's Tavern near the city gate, and before we even entered
, Ying'er rushed in, her delicate face flushed with sweat and filled with anxiety. Her usually braided hair
was now disheveled, and her heaving chest indicated she had run quite a distance. When she saw us approaching,
she visibly relaxed and cried out,
"My lord, Madam is in trouble at the temple!"
Her tone was undeniably certain. To save time, I simply scooped Ying'er into my arms, and
Yang Xiong and I used all our lightness skills to rush towards the temple called "Five Buddhas."
On the way, Ying'er, half-crying in my arms, recounted what had happened.
"Madam and Master Pan took me to the Five Buddha Temple to offer incense, but upon entering, we found that
most of the monks had been replaced.
Madam inquired, and the new abbot, Pei Ruhai, said that the previous abbot was his senior brother, who
had gone on a pilgrimage with a group of disciples and entrusted him to look after the temple. After Madam finished offering incense, the monk wanted her to stay for a vegetarian meal. Madam
initially wanted to refuse, but Master Pan said not to disappoint the abbot's kindness, so we stayed."
At this moment, I felt Ying'er's breath growing weaker and weaker, so I quickly channeled some of my inner energy into her. She slightly raised
her small face, looked at me gratefully with her bright eyes, and continued, "Madam secretly told me
that she saw no other worshippers in the temple besides us, and that the monk must have ill intentions, so she instructed me to find
Master and Second Master. Unexpectedly, we heard Madam's cry just as we left the temple gate; something must have happened."
As she spoke, the temple appeared before us. Following Ying'er's directions, we
rushed directly to a row of side rooms at the back of the temple. Several monks tried to stop us along the way, but their martial arts skills were no
match for Yang Xiong and me; they were easily dealt with one punch each. However, when we were still a short distance from the room Ying'er had mentioned,
three monks appeared who were clearly not to be trifled with.
The three monks probably knew what we were there for, and without a word, they
attacked us with crescent-shaped shovels and their fists and feet. I faced the monk wielding the crescent-shaped shovel. Despite his short stature, he wielded the shovel
with considerable power.
This was my first real fight with someone skilled in martial arts, and I also had to keep an eye on Ying'er behind me, which made me
a little flustered.
I heard a "whoosh" and barely dodged another sweeping shovel attack from the short monk; this time, even the
front of my clothes was torn. Ying'er's scream behind me reminded me of Qiaoyun's situation, reminding me that
I couldn't waste any more time with this man.
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention after I dodged his shovel, I threw a punch straight at his face. Without any
fancy moves, this swift punch forced him to focus solely on protecting his upper body, neglecting his lower body.
If I had greater skill, this punch might have shattered the crescent-shaped shovel and smashed that face—a
face so unappealing even the ugliest woman wouldn't want it.
Of course, I didn't possess that skill; some things can't be acquired simply because you have talent. So,
I withdrew my punch mid-air.
What happened next left the short monk's face contorted in agony .
The cause was my knee, brimming with internal energy, striking his unprotected groin
. It was obvious that the monk's manhood was now a pile of minced meat.
Looking at his body slumped on the ground like a rag doll and his bloodied groin, I, as a man myself, felt a pang
of guilt.
However, that thought only lingered in my mind for less than a second. "Sorry, I
'm the protagonist of this world. " Yang Xiong
, who was using his unique grappling technique to fight two other monks, saw that I had dealt with my side and shouted,
"Brother, I'm fine here. Go check on Qiaoyun quickly."
Yang Xiong was in much better shape than I had been, handling two opponents with ease, which finally made
me realize how far I was from him.
I pulled Ying'er and ran towards the room. There were no obstacles along the way, and we quickly arrived at the door of the room
. I kicked open the door, and the scene before me made my blood boil instantly.
Qiaoyun's clothes were torn to shreds, unable to conceal her fair body. Her exposed white skin
was covered with bruises, showing her struggle. Her beautiful hair was disheveled, and her usually serene face
was now filled with panic. Her jade arms were desperately pushing away the monk who was leering at her and pressing down on her.
Hey, I don't object to using force on women, but I should be the only one with that privilege. I
am the protagonist of this world! Everyone else can step aside; the protagonist's rights cannot be violated!
Without any warning, I leaped forward with lightning speed, throwing a punch straight at the monk, wanting nothing more than to smash him to
pieces.
But the whooshing sound of my fist just centimeters away warned him.
He turned around, but it was too late. My hateful punch instantly struck his unguarded chest.
He collapsed. But he also had time to retaliate.
In that split second, I barely avoided a fatal blow to my left chest, but
I couldn't completely evade his dying attack. Qiaoyun and Ying'er, seeing the perilous situation I was facing, both
cried out in alarm, but I had no time to pay them any attention.
However, something astonishing happened. Although the palm struck my chest solidly, it only made me
tremble slightly. The internal force it carried was guided by the protective qi I had placed on my chest and instantly absorbed
into my dantian, just like the legendary "Star Absorbing Technique." What
Qiaoyun and Ying'er, the two bystanders, saw was a bizarre scene. Ever since I was struck,
the monk and I had remained frozen in that position, the monk's hand seemingly glued to my chest. As the one directly involved, I only had a vague idea of what was going on, because Master Zhao 　　had never mentioned anything like this
when I was learning .
The monk's internal energy flowed from his palms into my body, forcing me
to circulate my own energy to absorb this power accumulated over forty or fifty years.
It took less than a minute for me to finish absorbing it. The monk's face was ashen
; if I hadn't been there to support him, he would have collapsed to the ground. Then, in a tone as if someone owed him
a debt from eight lifetimes ago, he asked, "Boy, what is your relationship with the current royal family?"
I shook my head in denial.
"You're not from the Zhao family?" the monk asked in surprise.
Seeing my denial again, he couldn't help but ask, "Then how did you learn this health-preserving divine skill?"
Wait a minute, how could he possibly know the name of the internal energy I practiced? It seems my Master Zhao might really be
a descendant of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty. But this descendant is too cowardly; he even sold his ancestral divine skill for money. But I
should be happy, though.
While thinking this in my heart, I said aloud, "Young master, I know nothing of any 'Health Preservation Divine Skill.' This skill
is an ancestral inheritance."
"Only the 'Health Preservation Divine Skill' in this world can absorb and refine the power of others for one's own use.
It's no wonder I fell to you
." Wait, shouldn't I be the one asking the question? But I had no idea that the 'Health Preservation Divine Skill' could absorb other people's power
.
"I ask you, who are you, and why are you here intending to defile women?" Finding out who he really was
would be more helpful to me.
"I am Pei Ruhai, the outer hall priest of the Heavenly Fortune Sect. I intended to find suitable women in this temple to practice
my sect's divine skills." He probably figured since he was going to die anyway, he might as well tell me the truth and give me some information, so he could at least leave with a
complete corpse.
His name surprised me quite a bit. I never expected that the philandering monk from the original book would
become such a character in this world. And the Heavenly Fortune Sect was an organization that didn't exist in the original book either. Could this be what Vanya
meant by the "self-adaptation" and "self-evolution" of this world? (Sounds like the three laws of the devilish Gundam
...hehe)
But I still can't tell whether it's my existence and actions that have brought about
changes in this world, or whether the world is evolving on its own.
Putting aside these troubling things for now, I lightly touched the monk's weak point; he was no longer of any use
.
After kicking the corpse aside, I walked up to Qiaoyun and pulled her into my arms.
Only then did she react, slightly raising her delicate face to stare at me, her jade-like hands stroking my face as if afraid
I would disappear. Strings of tears kept falling from her phoenix eyes. She asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Brother,
are you...alright? I was so worried just now."
I first reassured her that I was fine. Then, while gently licking away the tears on the beautiful woman's face to comfort
her, I whispered, "Sister Qiaoyun, that damned monk didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"No, I resisted to the death... Luckily, you arrived quickly, otherwise I would have bitten my tongue and committed suicide
to preserve my chastity for you." Her words, spoken with unwavering conviction, stirred my heart.
"Sister, your deep affection is truly beyond my ability to repay," I exclaimed, simultaneously using my inner energy
to slowly massage the fair skin of the woman in my arms. This was to soothe her emotions and also to remove the
shocking bruises on her skin.
"Silly brother, I'm already yours, there are plenty of opportunities to repay you," Qiaoyun
said shyly, her slender hand slipping inside my pants to play with my restless little brother.
Her actions aroused my desire, and I moved my hands to her full breasts, slowly massaging
them, causing her to emit sounds that were enough to drive one mad.
However, we both realized that this was not a safe zone, so our caresses did not last
long.
I barely managed to control my desire. Just as I was about to examine Pei Ruhai's body, I saw Ying'er
staring at Qiaoyun and me, her cheeks flushed.
When she saw me turn my head, she immediately looked away, shyly looking down at the tips of her embroidered shoes. At the same
time, she also secretly glanced at Qiaoyun and me, like a little girl who had done something wrong and been caught.
Looking at her adorable appearance, I had a mischievous thought. I quickly walked up to Ying'er and cupped
her cute little face. As my lips slowly approached, she began to panic.
But I did not do what she expected; instead, I gently kissed her smooth forehead and then
released her.
Ying'er blinked her large, bright eyes, a hint of surprise on her face, which slowly turned into
confusion, and even a little disappointment.
Qiaoyun, seeing Ying'er's expression, couldn't help but chuckle and tease,
"Little girl, you've grown up, you know how to think about men now."
This made Ying'er's face turn bright red. She protested, "It was all Second Master teasing me, Madam, why are you
joining in teasing me? I won't stand for it!"
"Alright, alright. I was wrong just now, sister, please don't make things difficult for Ying'er," I quickly smoothed things over.
Changing the subject, "I wonder how things are going on with Brother Pan? Where's Uncle Pan?"
Just then, footsteps sounded at the door. The person who entered was Yang Xiong. His clothes were
torn in a few places, but he showed no signs of injury.
I quickly went to greet him, and after a few pleasantries, we got to the real issue:
Where had Uncle Pan gone?
Qiaoyun said that when Pei Ruhai dragged her into the house, Uncle Pan had also been captured by several monks. Yang Xiong told us he
had searched the entire area but hadn't found Uncle Pan. With no other option, the four of us had to split up.
After watching the other three leave, I didn't follow. After confirming that no one was around, I went to
Pei Ruhai's body in the corner of the room and began searching him. Yang Xiong said he hadn't heard of the Heavenly Fortune Sect, but I wasn't reassured.
Given Pei Ruhai's martial arts skills, he was only a leader of an outer hall; the strength of the Heavenly Fortune Sect was questionable.
On the corpse, I found some loose silver coins, a
silver token engraved with the six characters "Tian Yun" and "Wai Tang Ji Jiu," and a booklet titled "Tian Yun."
I opened the first page, and familiar lines of text jumped out:
"Does Heaven move? Does Earth remain still? Do the sun and moon contend for their places? Who governs this? Who upholds this? Who dwells in idleness
and yet pushes it forward? Is there a mechanism that forces it to move? Is its movement unable to stop itself? Do clouds become rain?
Do rain become clouds? Who bestows this? Who dwells in idleness and yet encourages this?"
This... this is the opening of "Tian Yun," the outer chapter of Zhuangzi! My health-preserving technique is said to originate from the inner chapter, "Yang Sheng
Zhu."
Old Zhao even forced me to memorize the entire Zhuangzi, saying it would give me enlightenment, but I've never found any
connection. Could it be that my health-preserving technique's ability to absorb Pei Ruhai's power is related to the fact that our internal energy cultivation comes from Zhuangzi
?
Suppressing my unease, I continued reading. Besides recording the methods of practicing the Heavenly Cycle Technique, the booklet
emphasized the use of dual cultivation between men and women and the harmonization of Yin and Yang to enhance one's power. It focused on
strengthening the physical body through physical teasing and stimulation, even achieving eternal youth and reversing aging.
Many of the wondrous training methods in the book would have been completely unimaginable had I not seen them clearly written in black and white
; it opened up a whole new world for me.
My own Health Preservation Technique seemed to have an inexplicable connection to the Heavenly Cycle Technique. If I could find
the connection between these two techniques…
Just as I was pondering this, I sensed the other three returning and quickly put the booklet into my pocket.
Yang Xiong and the other two had clearly found nothing, and Qiaoyun's eyes reddened because she couldn't find her father. I quickly
went over and gently comforted her.
The four of them left the room, discussing their next move. I seized the opportunity to suggest that to avoid being arrested by the authorities for murder
, they should join the Liangshan bandits instead.
Yang Xiong, Qiaoyun, and Ying'er were initially shocked by my argument, then countered that we killed in self-defense and
should be blameless. However, after I embellished my account of the government's corruption and explained
the advantages of joining Liangshan, such as utilizing their intelligence network to find Pan Gong, and the potential trouble with the Tianyun Sect, they gradually came to agree
.
Yang Xiong even suggested betrothing Qiaoyun to me, arguing that no one on Liangshan would know about his
relationship with Qiaoyun, and since we were mutually in love, it would be more convenient. I initially feigned reluctance, citing legal incompatibilities
, but after the other three persuaded me, I readily accepted.
After the agreement was reached, a blissful Qiaoyun nestled beside me like a loving wife, while
Yang Xiong and Ying'er also looked delighted.
However, spoilsport seemed to be everywhere. A
voice that immediately evoked the phrase "slick and glib" chuckled, "In this peaceful world, someone kills in broad daylight and
then wants to join the Liangshan bandits. This world is truly full of wonders! I, Shi, am utterly impressed."
As he spoke, a man dressed as a scholar, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, jumped down from the temple roof, landing right in front of me.
The famous thief was actually a scholar?! But given our skills, Yang Xiong and I hadn't sensed
his presence before, indicating he must have possessed extraordinary concealment abilities.
"Scholar Shi's skill as a thief alone is enough to leave us far behind," I retorted sarcastically.
Shi Qian glanced at me in surprise, then smiled wryly, "I didn't expect my sworn brother Yang Jieji to be so sharp-tongued."
Yang Xiong smoothed things over, saying, "May I ask what brings you here, Scholar Shi?" Shi
Qian hurriedly replied, "I, Shi Qian, have studied the classics diligently, hoping only to serve my country
. Now, four treacherous ministers control the court, eliminating dissidents. I've encountered setbacks everywhere, and in a fit of anger, I resorted to robbing the rich to help the poor, only to be captured by Yang Jieji. Brother Yang
took pity on my plight and let me escape, for which I have always been grateful. Today, I intended to do some business at this temple without any investment, but I met you four
, which I suppose is fate. I've always admired the heroes of Liangshan, but I regret having no one to guide me. Now that you four are going,
I wonder if you could take me with you?"
"I've heard much about Brother Shi's chivalrous reputation from my elder brother. Liangshan is now recruiting heroes from all directions,
so why not go together?" Let's flatter him; we might need him someday.
"Haha, Brother Shi, you flatter me," Shi Qian laughed, seemingly unconcerned by my praise.
"Not at all, not at all, Brother Shi, you have a wealth of experience in the martial world. I hope you will give me much guidance in the future." Even a horse that's
been let out of its folds won't stop running. Although he hid it well, I still noticed
the smug look in his eyes when I praised him.
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That day, our group decided to spend the night at the foot of an unnamed mountain. Thinking back,
half a month had passed since we made the decision to join Liangshan, yet we had only traveled half the distance. That's how it was in ancient times; even with horses, the daily
distance was still limited. However, we hadn't encountered any accidents along the way, and Qiaoyun and Ying'er hadn't
suffered much from the journey.
At this moment, Ying'er was helping Shi Qian set up the tent, her little face flushed pink from the labor, looking quite
adorable.
Qiaoyun had gone to wash clothes in a nearby stream.
Yang Xiong had gone hunting, and I had just finished chopping firewood and started a campfire. Look at Shi Qian and the others, they don't need me.
With their help, I excused myself to walk around and survey the surroundings, but actually sought a secluded spot to contemplate the Heavenly Cycle Technique
.
After half a month, I finally summarized the advantages and disadvantages of both the Health Preservation and Heavenly Cycle Techniques.
The Health Preservation Technique is a traditional method of circulating Qi from the Dantian (lower abdomen) through various meridians before returning to the Dantian via the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits.
Advanced levels can even directly absorb the Qi of heaven, earth, sun, and moon to achieve Yin-Yang balance.
The Heavenly Cycle Technique differs in that its operation requires a male-female pair. It begins with the male's
Yang Qi and the female's Yin Qi circulating between their points of contact, achieving Yin-Yang complementarity.
Advanced levels can even reach a state of spiritual communion.
The Health Preservation Technique can be practiced anytime, anywhere through meditation; intermediate and advanced levels can even operate automatically while sleeping.
However, the problem is that only those who have reached level nine or higher can truly begin absorbing the Qi of heaven, earth, sun, and moon. Before level nine,
the key to practice is strengthening the foundation and cultivating the original Qi. However, this method inevitably causes an imbalance of Yin and Yang within the practitioner. Men experience
a surge in libido due to the abundance of Yang energy, while women experience the opposite. This can lead to men
depleting their essence through excessive indulgence, and women experiencing a stagnation of Yin energy due to a loss of sexual desire. Both outcomes can render all previous efforts futile, preventing one
from ever truly understanding the Dao.
When I first started practicing this method, my progress was incredibly rapid, even surprising Old Man Zhao. However, this also made me extremely Yang-
abundant, easily irritable, and prone to physical altercations. In my anger, I even assaulted the principal. I was also
precocious in matters of sex; at fifteen, I was semi-forced into having sex with a thirty-something math teacher, satisfying her to the point of obsession
and making her my sexual partner. It wasn't until the next three years, after having sex with seven different women, that my temper
gradually calmed down.
Although I have absorbed Pei Ruhai's internal energy of over forty years, for
someone like me who has cultivated the Nourishing Life Divine Skill to level five, it only increases the amount of my own internal energy. It doesn't help the Nourishing Life Divine Skill at all; in fact,
it hinders the progress of the Nourishing Life Divine Skill because I need to convert that internal energy into my own. Because of this, my Yang energy has recently shown signs of recovery
.
The advantage of the Heavenly Cycle Skill is precisely what the Nourishing Life Divine Skill lacks; its essence is entirely focused on the harmony of Yin
and Yang from the very beginning.
While this solves the problem of the Nourishing Life Divine Skill's inability to absorb Yin and Yang energy below level nine,
the method of requiring male-female intercourse to practice not only limits the improvement of the skill but also makes it easier to unknowingly become entangled in lust,
resulting in a lifetime of being unable to perceive the Dao of Heaven.
One method emphasizes self-cultivation, while the other involves dual cultivation between men and women, but both ultimately aim to elevate one's
spiritual level in order to reach the state of unity between Heaven and Man.
It's not hard to imagine that if one could practice both methods simultaneously, their complementary effects would certainly achieve twice the result with half the effort.
What troubles me now is that there aren't any suitable women around me with the corresponding skill to cultivate with me. Qiaoyun and Ying'er
probably don't even know where the Huantiao acupoint is.
Wait, I'm the protagonist of this world! If the protagonist can't even think of a solution, can I still be called a protagonist?
I might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.
The solution isn't difficult. When the woman is aroused and her Qi (Note 1) rises, I control my own
Yang Qi to guide the Yin Qi from her inner palace into my own body for harmonization. Then, I use the harmonized true Qi to
unblock her meridians and return it to her Dantian. After thirty-six cycles,
a basic level of internal energy will naturally be established in her Dantian.
With this small amount of internal energy as a foundation, I can teach the woman the Nourishing Life Divine Skill, allowing her to easily reach at
least the second or third level of skill. With the Nourishing Life Divine Skill as a foundation, practicing the Heavenly Cycle Skill with me will naturally be much more effective.
The improvement of the Heavenly Cycle Skill also led to the upgrade of the Nourishing Life Skill. Although it wouldn't create a master in just a few days, it's true that
everything is difficult at the beginning. Once we've opened the door to both skills for each other, our progress
will be even greater when we practice together.
However, this method isn't without risk…
A splash of water from not far ahead interrupted my meditation. Curiosity piqued, I quietly approached
and pushed aside some plants obstructing my view.
What a beautiful scene of a woman playing in the water! Although I had admired almost every part of Qiaoyun's body,
the elegance she displayed now was completely different from the coquettishness she displayed when she was groveling beneath me.
She was leisurely playing with the waist-deep, clear spring water with her jade-like hands, her long, black hair flowing naturally and gracefully
down to her waist. The setting sun cast a holy glow on her snow-white body, her fair
face so serene and tranquil, making one feel that she was completely integrated into the sky and water.
Amazement, admiration, and emotion—I don't know which of these three feelings I'm experiencing right now,
or perhaps a combination of all three.
Oh, and there's still a question: why is she bathing in a mountain spring on such a cold day? But
the wisps of white steam rising from near the spring quickly answered my question; I had simply been so focused on Qiaoyun that
I hadn't noticed.
A sharp "snap"—I had accidentally stepped on a dry branch, instantly ruining the beautiful scene.
The sudden sound startled the beauty in the spring from her embrace of nature. She
scanned her surroundings warily with her bright eyes, searching for the source of the sound, her smooth, clean arm instinctively protecting her bare breasts
.
Not wanting to cause her any more trouble, I stepped through the bushes blocking my path, simultaneously beginning to remove my clothes
.
Appearing almost naked before Qiaoyun, I elicited a soft cry of surprise and delight.
I chuckled, "What's wrong? Doesn't my wife welcome me?"
"Oh, my dear husband, when did you become so polite? How could I say no?" Qiaoyun
replied with a charming smile.
At the same time, she pulled her arms behind her back, defiantly thrusting out her ample breasts, showing no signs of sagging
.
Her provocative smile ignited the desire I had suppressed for nearly half a month. I pointed to my manhood
and sighed, "My wife, you haven't shown me any tenderness in a long time."
Seeing my pitiful expression, Qiaoyun couldn't help but let out a string of silvery laughter. She slowly walked...
As I sat by the spring, a smooth, skillful hand grasped my already rock-hard penis, causing me to let out
a soft, comfortable sigh.
With her left hand brushing aside a few strands of hair framing her face, Qiaoyun gave me a sweet smile. She
gracefully bent her slender waist until her red lips were only centimeters from my genitals.
Her left hand began busily playing with my scrotum, while her right hand supported my penis
, its surface bulging with veins. Her lovely, nimble tongue began to dance from the base to the glans.
But that was just one of her many skills; she would slowly lick along the groove beneath the glans with her tender tongue,
then raindrops of kisses on every inch of the glans with her soft lips.
Sometimes she would extend her tongue completely without moving it, only using her jade-like hand to grasp my erect penis and rub it back and forth on her soft tongue
. It was an incredibly lewd and extremely stimulating scene.
Just as my yang energy surged and I was eager to release it under her skillful touch, two wisps of yin energy
rose from my feet soaking in the warm spring.
My mind instantly cleared. Could this hot spring contain both yin and yang energies? Perhaps the earth fire had
warmed the water, but the yin energy remained. If so, the previous solution might still be useful
.
Sensing my distraction, Qiaoyun began diligently taking most of my penis into her mouth, swallowing and releasing it. Watching
my large member frequently enter and exit the beauty's bright red mouth was an unparalleled pleasure.
I reached out and played with Qiaoyun's beautiful hair, but my mind was preoccupied with the method. The danger of that method lay in the fact
that it relied entirely on my own internal energy to support both of us. With my current internal strength, if I forcibly guided the woman's yin energy during intercourse,
even a slight deviation, or if we weren't in complete mental harmony when returning the refined true energy to her, would
trigger a disturbance.
Going astray in cultivation is a given, and even death wouldn't be surprising.
However, if Qiaoyun and I were to have intercourse in this spring, I could use the pure yang energy within to supplement
my own yang energy, and being enveloped by the pure yin and yang energy preserved in the water, we could more easily achieve harmony of mind
and spirit.
At this moment, Qiaoyun quickened the rhythm of her swallowing and licking my penis, occasionally glancing
at me with her alluring eyes, seemingly seeking affirmation of her oral skills.
But just as I was about to praise her exquisite oral skills, she smiled nonchalantly and enveloped my purplish-red
glans in her moist mouth, her tender little tongue dancing a seductive
dance around it, igniting my desire. After a while, I signaled Qiaoyun to stop her movements and then got up and entered the spring.
I wrapped my arms around her slender waist, and plunged my tongue deep into her slightly parted mouth, stirring it, then gently sucked on her fragrant lips, savoring the
aroma of her teeth. Qiaoyun's strong legs wrapped around my waist, allowing me to carry her boneless body to
the center of the spring.
I gently helped Qiaoyun stand in the spring, and she obediently offered her delicate tongue to my mouth. Naturally, I wouldn't
let this delicious treat go to waste, sucking and teasing it with abandon, conveying my
love to the beauty in my arms through my sensitive tongue.
It was a long time before I ended this almost suffocating kiss, reluctantly leaving her
vibrant red lips that were opening and closing in a panting manner. Immediately, I quickly and lightly kissed every inch of her beautiful face, then lowered my head to her crystal-
white neck, gently licking every drop of moisture.
The gentle yet caressing touch quickly made Qiaoyun breathe heavily through her nose. My hands grasped her
full breasts, kneading them like dough, making her let out a soft "Mmm." At the same time, her 　　 delicate body
involuntarily arched slightly backward, as if inviting me to further defile her warm, firm breasts. When I finally took her breast into my mouth and began to suckle the red agate on the top of her left breast, Qiaoyun's body 　　trembled as if electrocuted. Her soft, smooth hands, which had been gently encircling my waist, began 　　to caress my back. 　　 Under my flirtatious techniques, Qiaoyun became breathless and heavy-nosed, repeatedly pleading, "Ah 　　... little brother... don't suck anymore... um..." 　　 To help her reach her peak, I freed one hand and placed it between her legs at her secret paradise. Parting 　　the petals at the entrance, I swirled the pearl hidden within Qiaoyun's honeyed depths like a rolling cherry. The vigorous movements caused the fluids to continuously surge against her stretched vulva, 　　bringing Qiaoyun double pleasure 　　 along with my actions . 　　 Her slender waist swayed, her lower body actively responding to my movements. Because of my deliberate and vigorous attack 　　, and the pure Yin and Yang energy in the spring water igniting her desire, she only wanted to quickly relieve the 　　tingling sensations coming from her lower body. 　　 I looked up to observe my masterpiece, and saw that the beauty's eyes were slightly narrowed, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, trying her best 　　to restrain herself from crying out loud. 　　 Realizing that the time was ripe, I withdrew my hand and held the long spear that had long been restless. With a slight movement, the 　　spear was already aimed at the entrance of the Ecstasy Cave, and with another movement, I inserted about two inches of the spearhead into the entrance. 　　 Because of the previous teasing, the Yin energy in Qiaoyun's body had already emerged from her inner palace, and I immediately used the Heavenly Cycle Technique 　　to absorb the cool Yin energy into my dantian. At the same time, I used the Nourishing Life Divine Skill to absorb the Yang energy in the spring to help refine 　　the pure Yin energy that I had absorbed. 　　 The entire refining process was completed in less than two minutes, because I did not absorb the maximum amount of Yin energy at once for the sake of the experiment 　　. But it was precisely the spring water's assistance that made it so easy, helping me when my yang energy was low; otherwise, I 　　certainly wouldn't have succeeded. 　　 Qiaoyun, feeling empty because I had only penetrated a little, opened her eyes in confusion, her bright, autumn-water-like 　　eyes already brimming with tears, shooting outwards. 　　 Parting her rosy lips slightly, she said coquettishly, "Good little brother, why don't you move a little... do I have to beg you?" " 　　 Sexy sister, I'm waiting for you to move." This success further strengthened my confidence, allowing me 　　to flirt with Qiaoyun. 　　 "Naughty little brother, how can you call your sister sexy?" Qiaoyun gently tapped my forehead with a jade-like finger.

But my lower body was doing the exact opposite of what she said, slowly swallowing more and more of my penis.
After kissing the tip of her pert little nose, I lazily replied, "I like it when you're a little slutty, sister.
Isn't there a saying that a good wife should be like a slut in bed?"
"Hehe... silly little brother, we're not in bed right now... ah!" Qiaoyun, who was teasing me, let out a seductive cry from deep within her throat as I
suddenly thrust
my obedient spear into her jade gate and pierced straight to her cervix.
Her soft waist was forced backward by the force of my impact.
My glans was enveloped in her inner cervix, contracting tightly. Taking advantage of this moment, I began to channel the Yin-
Yang True Qi I had just cultivated back into Qiaoyun. This True Qi circulated throughout Qiaoyun's meridians and internal organs, repairing every damaged
area before I guided it into Qiaoyun's dantian. Then I immediately absorbed more
Yin energy from Qiaoyun's palace, beginning a new cycle.
Completely different from the maddening pleasure of intercourse,
the Yin-Yang true energy flowing continuously from my dantian to Qiaoyun's body and mine brought us a sense
of harmony, as if our entire bodies were being massaged by nature. The union of Yin and Yang between a man and a woman is an exchange of Qi and blood, benefiting both, without the self-destructive
consequences of typical sexual practices.
My "sword" began to slowly thrust in and out of Qiaoyun's trembling, pulsating, sometimes tight, sometimes
loose, like an opening and closing treasure. Guided by the true energy, Qiaoyun began to arch her jade thighs to match my slow
yet firm rhythm. The piston-like movement of our lower bodies was not affected by the resistance of the spring water.
The point of union between Qiaoyun and me was not only our genitals, but also the true energy of our entire bodies, and even our minds.
At this moment, our minds could only hold each other. We entwined ourselves with all our might,
both hoping to bring each other even greater pleasure.
I lost track of time; the thirty-six cycles were long over. At this point
, only animal instinct remained between Qiaoyun and me. My penis relentlessly pounded against Qiaoyun's vulva. She clenched her teeth, desperately swaying her body to meet
my movements, as if she wanted to swallow my testicles whole.
Our burning bodies could no longer feel the temperature of the vaginal fluid; the only sounds in the world seemed to be my panting
and Qiaoyun's low, dreamlike moans.
Finally, after the final thirty-six thrusts, I let out a restrained growl, and as soon as I aligned my penis with her
cervix, a thick stream of hot semen shot out.
At the same time, Qiaoyun reached her climax. She arched her back, her firm legs gripping me tightly
, her vaginal fluids flowing out, her long fingernails digging deep into my back.
Two streams of semen met each other perfectly, and the mixture of yin and yang within Qiaoyun propelled her to a new climax.
Completely immersed in the moment, she let out a soul-stirring moan.
It was a long time before we awoke from the multiple sensations of this intercourse; it was already completely dark.
As I carried the still-recovering Qiaoyun to the shore and helped her dress, I noticed Ying'er leaning against a large tree
, her face flushed, one of her small hands moving inside her skirt.
This alluring sight caused my penis to rise again. I barely managed to restrain myself before coughing softly to remind
the little Ying'er, who was lost in the pleasure of masturbation.
Ying'er immediately opened her innocent eyes, and when she saw me smiling at her,
her face, which had begun to recover, flushed again.
I smiled before asking, "Did you come to call us for dinner?"
"Yes, yes, this servant... this servant originally came to call Second Master and Madam for dinner, but seeing... seeing you are
..."
She couldn't finish her sentence, turning her shy face away, avoiding my gaze.
If Qiaoyun saw this, she'd probably tease me again.
I didn't press her further. After getting dressed, I asked Ying'er to help the still-sleeping Qiaoyun get
dressed.
Holding Ying'er's hand in one hand and carrying Qiaoyun in the other, we started walking towards the camp.
On the way, I said to the still shy Ying'er, "From now on, don't call me Second Master anymore, just call me Brother Shi or
Brother Xiu."
Ying'er blinked her long eyelashes, looking at me with confusion. Then, seeing my affirmative look, she
said sweetly,
"Okay, Brother Shi."
[The End
]

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