The Shadow of the Demon

Chapter One: Unclaimed Souls
(Part 1) All good things must come to an end, yet there are countless
celebratory banquets, treacherous feasts, and autumn feasts—banquets of all kinds, with various names and purposes— and an endless supply of food. However, the strangest of all, and the one with the largest number of attendees, is a grand banquet for "Unclaimed Souls" that appeared in the martial arts world only ten years ago. This event is truly terrifying, yet it is not a gathering of wandering ghosts from the underworld. "Unclaimed" means without a host, and "wandering " signifies that those attending are heroes and cowards without any sect or faction in the martial arts world— wandering spirits rejected by both major and minor sects. Who initiated this banquet for unclaimed souls back then is unknown, and no investigation has been conducted. All that is known is that overnight , everyone in the martial arts world knew that such a banquet was about to be held. Attendees could be of any status, but they had to be without any sect or faction, not belonging to any gang. Whether or not one brings weapons is entirely up to you, but violence is strictly prohibited during the banquet. Even if enemies meet, they must settle their differences at another time; those who disobey will be executed by the assembled heroes. Participants must bring their own food and drink. The quantity is not important; you may keep it for yourself or share it with others. During the banquet, you may speak freely, but only about grievances against those bullied by various sects, and you must speak in the order of your arrival. Each person is limited to a cup of tea, and must keep their conversation brief. Personal grudges with other unaffiliated wanderers are strictly forbidden. The news of the gathering of unaffiliated wanderers has caused a stir throughout the martial arts world. Regardless of whether they are righteous, evil , neither entirely righteous nor evil, or neither entirely righteous nor evil, everyone believes that a huge conspiracy is hidden within. It was obvious that one of the motives behind the mysterious gathering of wandering souls was to incite hatred between unaffiliated martial artists and various sects, and even to use this opportunity to unite and rally these unaffiliated individuals into a new force to directly confront the smaller sects, thus plunging the martial world into constant turmoil. Therefore, various sects launched investigations, both overt and covert, to find this mysterious figure and expose his conspiracy, while simultaneously sending their most capable disciples to infiltrate the gathering. Unfortunately, ten years had passed, and the biennial gathering of wandering souls had been held five times, yet the identity of the mysterious figure who initiated the banquet remained unknown. During each gathering, the identities of many disciples from various sects who had infiltrated the event were exposed, and they were all beaten to the point of near death by the assembled heroes and abandoned in the wilderness. The sects, having committed wrongdoing, naturally had no choice but to remain silent. However, unexpectedly, each time the Unclaimed Souls Assembly was held, although the martial arts practitioners present were in an uproar, things remained remarkably calm afterward. Not only were there no anticipated disputes between sects and unaffiliated individuals , but many long-standing grudges stemming from misunderstandings were also resolved. The various sects gradually calmed down, ceasing to send people to infiltrate the assembly, and instead continuing to secretly investigate the identity and motives of the mysterious person who initiated the Unclaimed Souls Assembly. ※※※※ This year's Mid-Autumn Festival coincided with the sixth Unclaimed Souls Assembly, held once again in Wuyi Mountain, Fujian, far from . On a dark and windy night in early August, under the faint starlight, a dark figure sped along the mountain road towards Wuyi Mountain . His movements were terrifyingly fast, almost like a tornado; not only in the darkness, but even in broad daylight, his face could not be clearly seen. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at a large rock by the roadside, saying, "It's rare to find such a beautiful rock . I might as well rest here for the night and continue my journey tomorrow. Anyway, there are still many days left; I'm not worried about missing the show." The rock was covered in moss, uneven, and undeniably "beautiful." However, lying on it would certainly be extremely uncomfortable. He slowly walked towards the rock, and with a flick of his sleeve, a cloud of sand was stirred up. A strange thing happened: after the sandstorm, the uneven rock became smooth as a mirror, and the moss on it disappeared completely. He muttered, "How careless of me; I forgot to leave a pillow again." He then floated into the woods by the roadside. Without bending or stooping, he simply waved his hand, and after a while, he returned with a handful of branches. Soon, a fire was lit. He was actually quite young, at most twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, completely disproportionate to his skills , especially his eyes, which, apart from being a little clearer than ordinary people, did not resemble those of a martial artist . If one hadn't witnessed it firsthand, they would never have believed that with a mere flick of his sleeve, he could flatten a rugged boulder into a smooth, mirror-like bed. At first glance, he wouldn't seem handsome. But upon closer inspection, one would sense an indescribable charm, especially the ambiguous smile at the corners of his mouth, enough to make any woman swoon. He pulled out an oil-paper umbrella from behind him, casually stuck it into the rock, and the fragile umbrella embedded itself firmly like an iron nail . Then, he took off his backpack to use as a pillow, stretched, and comfortably lay down on the stone bed, soon snoring loudly. Suddenly, a small, brightly colored snake stealthily approached, raising its head and flicking its tongue about ten feet to his side, poised to strike. He merely shifted his body slightly, his eyelids unmoving, and flicked his finger at the small snake in the air, muttering as if in a dream, " Though I don't like sleeping alone, I don't need your company." Before he finished speaking, the small snake, which had been flying towards him, plummeted from mid-air, blood, almost black, gushing from its vital spot . "Don't let the wind blow you away, or I'll have to prepare breakfast again tomorrow." If the small snake was still alive, it would surely have died of anger upon hearing his words. Unfortunately, he was not fortunate enough to enjoy this delicious breakfast; he didn't even have the chance to sleep until dawn. Less than half an hour later, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Strange, who else is still on their way at this hour , eager to get married and consummate their marriage?" With a flick of his sleeve, he extinguished the fire, then grabbed his paper umbrella, picked up his bundle, and swooped into the forest like a large bird. Shortly after, the rustling of clothes came from afar, followed by two maids dressed as palace women, each carrying a palace lantern . They darted across the mountain path with superb lightness skills, disappearing in a flash. "Hmm, so they're the little vixens from the Eastern Divine Palace. What are they doing here? Oh no, could it be for the gathering of wandering souls? If that's what they're here for, then this is terrible. I have to follow them and see." With that thought, he chased after them like a wisp of smoke. He followed them so closely, practically like a shadow, less than three steps behind them. He even knew exactly which brand of perfume they used. The two women were less forgiving than someone behind them. The one on the left said, "Mirror Flower Group, doesn't the Third Princess already have Plum, Orchid, Chrysanthemum, and Bamboo by her side ? Why is she in such a hurry to summon us?"

The palace maid on the right, named Jinghua, said, “Sister Shuiyue, you don’t know this. When the Third Princess was
traveling south , she encountered someone who looked remarkably like the legendary, elusive, and meddlesome Wei Bin
. He was also heading south to Fujian, which is why the Third Princess urgently summoned us for reinforcements.”
Behind the two women, a strange light flashed in his eyes. He thought, “This Third Princess is quite something;
she recognized me. I must see what she looks like, and see if she has another demon-revealing eye on her forehead. Hmm,
it’s very strange; why haven’t I seen such a worthy woman on the road?”
Needless to say, he was none other than the elusive, meddlesome
Wei Bin that Jinghua had mentioned.
Shuiyue said, "This is even more foolish of me. If it really is that wicked Wei,
what's the point of summoning us here? Even if the seven of us join forces, we'll still be easily slaughtered by him. Everyone
knows he's best at overwhelming the enemy with his numbers. The Third Princess should have asked the First Princess or even the Palace Master to come and deal with it personally."
Jinghua agreed, saying, "Yes, that's what I think too. However, the Third Princess is known for her cunning, so she
must have her reasons for doing this. To be honest, Wei Bin's martial arts are terrifyingly high; even the First Princess might not be his
match . If we deduce that this person is Wei Bin based on this and then ask the Palace Master to investigate, what if she mistakes him for someone else? The Third Princess will surely be scolded mercilessly
by the Palace Master ." “Sister Jinghua, there are so many experts in the palace, why does the Third Princess choose us instead? Could it be that she's attracted to our skills in bed, wanting to make this Wei fellow a philanderer?” Wei Bin almost laughed out loud upon hearing this, thinking, “If you two young girls could subdue me , I would have already had many children in the underworld… no, that’s not right, I should say I have a house full of wives and concubines.” As soon as the topic of the bedroom came up, Jinghua became very interested and immediately said, “Perhaps so. ” "Girl, do you still remember that self-proclaimed invincible courtesan, Pink Butterfly Pan Sheng'an? That scoundrel overestimated himself, setting his sights on the Seventh Palace Master . That night, I took her place, using only thirty percent of my true strength. With just a gentle squeeze and suck, he ejaculated profusely, his eyes rolling back in his head." Shuiyue continued, "And he's still alive!" Upon hearing this, Wei Bin was secretly delighted. It was truly a case of searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to him effortlessly. In one fell swoop, he obtained clues about two of the most mysterious princesses of the Eastern Divine Palace. Wei Bin wasn't blinded by his joy. He immediately thought that Pink Butterfly Pan Sheng'an was no ordinary courtesan; she was a somewhat well-known figure in the lake, with considerable internal strength. This young girl had easily caused him to die from exhaustion, so her skills in the groin area must be quite impressive. She couldn't be underestimated. In fact, he also knew that no one from the Eastern Divine Palace could be taken lightly. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wei Bin's mind: "Why not take this opportunity to test the strength of the Eastern Divine Palace, so that I won't be completely ignorant when I encounter their princess ?" Having made up his mind, he immediately changed direction, leaping into the forest and displaying his unparalleled martial arts skills, weaving through the trees and instantly far surpassing the two palace maids from the Eastern Divine Palace, Jinghua and Shuiyue, who were walking on the mountain path. After walking for a while, he returned to the roadside and lay down on the grass, groaning softly. Not long after, Jinghua and Shuiyue arrived. Shuiyue exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Jinghua, someone is lying by the roadside, and it seems he's injured!" Jinghua glanced at Wei Bin and said softly, "We have important matters to attend to; we don't have time to care about others' lives… Hmm, wait a minute, there's no rush. Let's see how he is." Shuiyue chuckled inwardly. If the person lying by the roadside wasn't such a handsome man, but rather an unremarkable woodcutter, Jinghua would never have stopped. Jinghua swayed her serpentine waist and walked to Wei Bin's side, softly asking, "Brother, why are you lying here? Did you encounter bandits?" Wei Bin, seeing her casual tone while secretly gathering her strength, couldn't help but admire the Eastern Divine Palace; even a mere palace maid was so well-trained. He feigned a pitiful appearance, saying, "Miss, I was in a hurry to get home for my wedding, so I traveled day and night. But when I arrived here, a little fox suddenly darted out of the forest, startling my mount and throwing me off. It galloped away . Now, my ankle is throbbing with pain, I can't walk an inch, and I don't know what to do." Jinghua said, "I see. Can I take a look at your injury? I know a little about massage; perhaps it can make you feel better." As she spoke, she moved the palace lantern towards Wei Bin's lower body. Wei Bin had anticipated this move; he secretly channeled his energy, and his ankle joint immediately shifted, appearing as if it were swollen . Jinghua, disregarding the impropriety of men and women, ripped off Wei Bin's shoes and socks, and with a subtle movement, gently lifted his " deformed" ankle back to its original position. Wei Bin feigned discomfort, letting out a muffled groan. Jinghua said, "Does it hurt? Bear with it, you'll feel much better ." Her hand gently caressed Wei Bin's ankle, but it soon became restless, gradually moving upwards. Wei Bin pretended not to notice, whispering, "I feel extremely comfortable now. I will never forget your life-saving grace." His hand tentatively rested on Jinghua's slender waist. Though it was said to be a tentative move, he was actually very confident that she would take the opportunity to fall into his arms. As expected, Jinghua turned and nodded slightly to Shuiyue, who was still standing on the mountain path, before falling into Weibin's arms . She feigned annoyance, saying, "You're so pretty and handsome, yet you're so restless." While scolding Weibin, her hands were even more aggressive. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, one hand rested on the base of Weibin's legs, refusing to let go, and gently kneading it. Weibin chuckled inwardly , saying, "Miss, please forgive my abruptness, but you are so beautiful and captivating that I simply cannot control myself." His other hand then reached for Jinghua's breasts , grasping them fully. Jinghua giggled, "Who told you to restrain yourself! Excessive restraint will harm your body." How could he disobey such a beautiful woman's command? Weibin immediately indulged himself, his inner strength almost shaking Jinghua's delicate hands. Jinghua quickly grabbed him firmly and said in a coquettish voice, "I never imagined that you, who seem so frail, would have such a talent. Let me test whether you're all show and no substance." In just a short while, she discovered that Wei Bin was not only not all show and no substance, but was also stronger and more courageous than she had ever encountered or imagined . Therefore, while she rode Wei Bin like a wild horse, her heart filled with longing...

Confronted in a battle of wills: "Why did I have to encounter such a rare opponent at this inopportune moment?
What should I do ? Should I kill him? Ah, wonderful! Give it your all!"
Jinghua's delicate body undulated against Wei Bin's, her mind, too, churning with conflicting thoughts.
She wanted to unleash the secret technique of the Eastern Divine Palace, "Goddess Yin Skill," to drain Wei Bin's vital essence, yet she couldn't bear to
kill the man who had given her such immense pleasure.
What she couldn't bear to part with was, of course, Wei Bin's extraordinary talent, unaware that besides his talent, he also possessed
consummate internal energy and a mental technique to counter any form of sexual cultivation.
She was even more unaware that the jade rod pressing against the depths of her Jade Gate, giving her wave after wave of impact, was
in fact a sharp sword pressed against her heart; once its edge flashed, even nine lives wouldn't be enough to save her.
She hovered on the edge of death.
Finally, she made her decision. Gritting her teeth, she released the "Goddess Yin Skill" she had been preparing to unleash, and joyfully enjoyed
the most pleasant pleasure she had ever felt since she was old enough to understand.
A moment of compassion, or perhaps a moment of greed, saved Jinghua's life.
This left Wei Bin somewhat disappointed.
He wasn't after Jinghua and Shuiyue's beauty, but rather wanted to use this opportunity to explore
the power of the mysterious and unpredictable Eastern Divine Skill, the "Goddess Yin Skill," so that when encountering Eastern Divine Palace figures of higher status and power, he could
know enemy and himself, ensuring victory in every battle.
Undoubtedly, he could have taken the initiative, forcing Jinghua to use the "Goddess Yin Skill" against him, to test her strength.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do that. When practicing this ambiguous technique, he had made a promise that he would only
use it for self-defense and counterattack. Unless the opponent used a malevolent technique similar to sexual exploitation on him, he would never use it himself
, lest he become a heretic.
What is lost on one front may be gained on another; let's just consider it a romantic encounter and enjoy it.
Since Jinghua has already dispelled her Yin energy, he doesn't want to waste any more time. He grabs her slender waist with one hand and
tightly grasps her swaying breasts before him with the other, flips her over, and pins her beneath him, launching his attack with his natural talent.
In just a short while, Jinghua is completely defenseless, letting out several loud cries before collapsing limply to the ground.
Shuiyue, who was keeping watch on the mountain path, could hardly believe what she was seeing. With a swift movement, she rushed over
and anxiously asked, "Sister Jinghua, are you alright?"
Jinghua slowly opened her eyes and said, "I'm fine, it's just... it's just that he's really too... oh..."
Wei Bin's heavy blow reminded her that although the outcome was decided, the final battle was not yet over. Forced into a corner, she mustered her remaining
courage and stepped forward again, saying to Shuiyue, "Sister, would you like to give it a try?"
Shuiyue, already aroused by the fierce battle and Jinghua's intoxicating moans, immediately replied
, "Thank you, sister." Completely forgetting her need to meet the Third Princess, she quickly stripped naked and joined the fray
.
Wei Bin, like a water-and-earth dam, charged into Yumen Pass, thinking to himself, "These two young girls,
though , lack internal strength. Even if they use their Eastern Divine Palace's ultimate techniques, they can only deal with ordinary experts
. Their Third Princess specifically summoned them to fight me; it's an insult! Are the seven princesses of the Eastern Divine Palace
all just empty titles?"
This underestimation of his opponents nearly led him to commit a grave mistake.
In the martial arts world, legends about him are no less numerous than those of the mysterious Eastern Divine Palace. Even the palace maids
like Jinghua and Shuiyue believed that the eldest princess or even the palace master should be mobilized to deal with him.
How could the Third Princess of the Eastern Divine Palace, renowned for her cunning, be so rash as to use only two maids whose cultivation was not yet fully developed to contend with him? Could it be that
a man on a woman's belly, no matter how shrewd he may be, will have his mind clouded to some extent?
Jinghua was no match for her, and Shuiyue was easily defeated. Before a meal's time had passed, her waist was already too weak to move, and
she could only cling tightly to Wei Bin, her pink legs spread wide, allowing Wei Bin to penetrate her deeply, making her rampage within her jade gate
.
However, she enjoyed it much more than Jinghua. She never even considered using her "Goddess Yin Technique," immediately immersing
herself in the sea of desire, fully enjoying the pleasure brought by each thrust.
She didn't consider using the "Goddess's Yin Skill" because Jinghua hadn't used it. Jinghua's refusal to use it
clearly indicated he wanted to spare his life for another purpose. Shuiyue followed Jinghua's lead completely, so how could she
dare to interfere?
She didn't even use her seductive skills, because she didn't need to please this man. After this, she didn't know
if she would have the chance to rekindle their old flame. Therefore, she simply cherished the present moment and enjoyed every bit of
pleasure .
Wei Bin knew that Jinghua and Shuiyue, the two maids from the Eastern Divine Palace, were completely conquered by his talent, but he still
dared not be careless, especially at the moment his passion erupted. He maintained his vital energy to protect his yang energy
from beginning to end , so that Shuiyue could use the "Goddess's Yin Skill" at his most comfortable and vulnerable moment,
catching him off guard.
After the passion subsided, Wei Bin, like any other man, lay lazily, not wanting to do anything. Of course, he wasn't
so easily exhausted; he just didn't want Jinghua and Shuiyue to suspect anything.
Two women nestled in his arms, one on each side, still fondling him. He had once been so arrogant, but now he was utterly
exhausted . Jinghua said softly, "Don't go back to get married. We can take you to a paradise where there
are plenty of beautiful women. We guarantee you'll never want to leave."
Wei Bin played hard to get, "How can I? If I don't go home to get married, my parents will be very worried."
Jinghua pinched him lightly and laughed, "I thought you couldn't bear to part with your unmarried wife. So that's what you
're worried about. That's easy. We can send someone to tell your father that you fell off your horse and were injured while traveling, and
you need to rest for a while before you can go home to get married."
Wei Bin still stammered, "This...this..."
Jinghua slowly increased the pressure on his hand, "Stop with the 'this' and 'that'. Isn't this the truth? If we
sisters hadn't passed through here, you wouldn't know when you would have been able to go home. You might have even become a wild beast's breakfast!"
Only then did Wei Bin reluctantly agree.
Did he not know that Jinghua and Shuiyue were highly likely to take him to see the Third Princess, offering him, this exceptionally talented
and muscular man, as a male concubine to curry favor and gain merit?
Did he not know that the Third Princess had already recognized his identity and had specifically summoned Jinghua and Shuiyue to bolster
his strength?
Wasn't he knowingly walking into danger? This was precisely where his underestimation of his opponent lay.
He assumed that those in the martial world who had seen his true face were either killed by him or were his close friends, and that the Third Princess was merely a figurehead.
He only knew his image from legends, not truly knew him.
Besides, even if the Third Princess recognized him,
what could she and a few maids with cultivation levels like Jinghua and Shuiyue do to him?
He overlooked one point: women don't necessarily rely on force or sexual techniques to deal with men.
Jinghua's jade-like hands became increasingly busy, her head, which had been resting on Wei Bin's chest, slowly moved downwards.
Wei Bin knew, of course, that Jinghua wanted to seize every moment of pleasure before offering him up, and he chuckled inwardly,
but dared not be careless. He secretly gathered his inner energy, ready to bite down on Jinghua if she suddenly changed her mind.

(To be continued)

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/189081.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=189081&aspx=1

Previous Page : A Heroine's Heart is Swayed (Parts 1-3 Complete)

Next Page : My sister and I

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The Shadow of the Demon

comment Open a new window to view comments