Yin Yang Divine Skill

The Yin-Yang Divine Skill -
Shaozhou, also known as Qujiang, is a prefecture city in northern Guangdong.
Historical records describe it as: "Like lips and teeth of the Yangtze and Xiang rivers, a vital passage to Guangdong and Guangxi, situated at the crossroads of the Five Ridges and the Hundred Yue regions, its beautiful landscape truly makes it a majestic capital of Lingnan."
Shaozhou is bordered by Mount Tai to the north, the Xia River to the east, and the Wu River to the west. The city's circumference is nine li and thirty paces, and its height is twenty-five feet.
It has two gates to the east (Lanshao and Qinglai), two gates to the west (Zhenzhao and Xinwen), two gates to the south (Shanmin and Wenming), and two gates to the north
(Wangjing and Yingsi). During the Qingming Festival, a light drizzle falls
, its soft patter echoing through the bamboo grove. This kind of plum rain season holds immense allure for lovers. Deep within the bamboo grove, in a thatched hut, a young couple is drinking.
The man, around twenty, has fierce eyes and sword-like eyebrows, exuding an air of nonchalance.
The woman, around seventeen or eighteen, perhaps slightly tipsy, has a rosy neck and alluring eyes, truly captivating.
"Xiaoqian, what...what did you just say?" Shi Fuji's speech was slightly crooked, revealing his simple and naive nature.
"Never mind, telling you won't help." Liu Xiaoqian's anger only made her more endearing and alluring.
"I...I know...you want me..."
Xiaoqian poked his forehead with her finger, and Shi Fuji seized the opportunity to grab her hand and gently pull her closer. Xiaoqian leaned into his arms and grabbed his "Iron Heart" acupoint under his armpit. Shi Fuji,
oblivious to her clumsiness, instinctively twisted his body and pointed at her "Qi Root" acupoint instead, expecting her to dodge. Unexpectedly, she didn't dodge, grabbing a trembling mound of flesh...
Xiaoqian raised her upper arm, pulling Shi Fuji's sweaty body close, and forcefully pressed her lips down, taking a passionate kiss.
Spring is a time of renewal, a time when desires are most easily aroused, especially for women in their twenties, who are more prone to passion than the average adult.
After a passionate embrace and kiss, their emotions surged like a raging torrent. Neither could restrain themselves
any longer. Xiaoqian, breathless from his kisses, quickly pushed his head away, saying, "What's wrong with you? Are you trying to suffocate me?"
Seeing that she wasn't truly angry, and even seemed shy, Shi Fuqi patted her full, firm buttocks. The elastic, soft feel stirred his heart.
He wanted to pull his hand back, but looking down at Xiaoqian, he saw her biting her cherry lips, her face flushed with shyness, showing no disgust or attempt to avoid him.
Intrigued, Shi Fuqi seized the opportunity to test her reaction, his hands slowly beginning to caress her.
Xiaoqian, already interested, had almost taken the initiative. Feeling a pair of warm hands caressing her buttocks, she experienced an indescribable comfort.
Therefore, she didn't try to escape him, but instead pretended nothing was wrong, allowing him to caress her freely.
Who would have thought that someone who usually seemed so arrogant would possess such skill? It's truly unfathomable.
Shi Fuji's hands became increasingly forceful, not only caressing her but also kneading her sexy buttocks. He knew she wouldn't resist, so his hand slid down her thigh.
Xiaoqian immediately felt a tickle and shyly shifted slightly. She wasn't struggling, because his warm hand seemed to have a magnetic force, tightly attracting her.
"Mmm!...Mmm!..."
Xiaoqian swallowed hard, softly humming twice, and then stopped moving.
Encouraged, Shi Fuji simply lifted her skirt, placed his hand on her pink legs, and gently caressed them again.
This was Liu Xiaoqian's first time being with a man. Usually, they lived separately, but today they happened to be traveling together, alone in the same room.
Being teased by Shi Fuji like this made her feel particularly nervous and excited, thinking about what would happen next. Her heart pounded, and her cheeks flushed crimson.
Perhaps it was from the wine she had just drunk, for Xiaoqian's face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, a seductive display of barely suppressed intoxication.
Shi Puji flipped her over and pinned her down, followed by another flurry of passionate kisses. One hand slipped inside her waistband;
the first line of hair felt prickly, and his fingers touched something hot, sharp, and slippery—wow! It was already soaking wet.
Despite her reluctance, a young girl's reserve had to be somewhat feigned; she clamped her legs together, preventing him from taking any further action. Shi Puji's hand was trapped between her legs, unable to move forward or backward, and could only remain there for the time being.
Xiaoqian had never been allergic to a man's touch before. She had wanted to, but when the moment came, she felt both delighted and afraid.
"Mmm!...No! Brother Ji...Please let go...Oh!...I'm scared...I'm really scared...No..."
Xiaoqian tried to pull her hand away, but the masculine heat emanating from his palm pressing against her private parts made her whole body tingle and numb, leaving her powerless to resist.
Shi Fuji effortlessly removed all the obstacles from her body, and she lay naked in his arms.
Seeing her shyness, Shi Fuji gently tightened his embrace, then gently spread her legs, pressing his knee between them to prevent her from squeezing them shut again, while his fingers slowly rubbed and teased her private parts. He also occasionally pinched her nipple.
"Mmm!...No...I'm so itchy, Brother Ji...Mmm!...Please let go...I...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore!" This was understandable; Xiaoqian herself had touched that nipple before, making her whole body tingle, and now being touched by a man's fingers like this made the tingling and itchy sensation even more intense.
She tried to break free from his fingers, but she was too weak; she was almost paralyzed by his touch.
She felt completely out of control, her mind blank.
She regretted arousing his desire… it seemed impossible for him to stop now.
Her eyes were flushed, her gaze seductive, her whole body trembling. Her hands, which had been trying to pry Shi Puji's hands away, instead rested on his.
Shi Puji's fingers didn't stop, continuing to gently tease her private parts, wet and slippery, yet feeling incredibly pleasurable.
Suddenly—Xiaoqian trembled violently, opening her mouth and crying out, "Eh!… I feel like… something is flowing out, oh!… It hurts so much…"
It flowed all over Shi Puji's hand.
"Good sister, that's the trickle of a stream, you know?"
This boy seemed clever enough, but he knew quite a bit.
Shi Puji said, probing deeper into her private parts; it was indeed slippery!
"Ugh...it hurts!...Don't go in any further...it hurts so much...please...stop...I really can't take it anymore..." Xiaoqian was truly in pain, and Shi Puji, to let her catch her breath, pulled his hand out and began to disarm himself. He quickly cleaned himself up, pulling Xiaoqian's two pink legs down to his waist, then squatted between her thighs, first taking in her private parts.
Her thick mons pubis was high and protruding, like a fleshy bun, covered with soft
, fine, black pubic hair. Her narrow vulva had two pink labia majora, tightly closed. Shi Puji used his hand to part the pink labia, revealing a pearl-like clitoris protruding from the shallow groove.
The slightly open opening revealed two bright red labia majora, clinging tightly to the vulva, the bright red flesh glistening with dew.
"So beautiful, so cute, so gorgeous!"
"Brother Fuji, stop looking! It's too hot!"
"I want to look at other parts!"
"What else is there to see? You're so embarrassing!"
"I want to see all the beautiful parts of your body."
Shi Fuji stood up to admire the girl's beautiful body again. He was like an archaeologist and an art connoisseur, not wanting to miss a single spot.
The naked body was right in front of him. It was truly a masterpiece of Picasso, no! It was a masterpiece of God, it was amazing.
Xiaoqian's pink face was full of spring, her bright red lips were upturned, her straight pink nose exhaled like a sheep, and her pear-shaped breasts, neither too big nor too small, had pink nipples the size of lotus seeds, standing high on bright red areolas.
Combined with her slender figure, fair and delicate skin, the white, red, and black colors complemented each other, making her dazzling, beautiful, and mesmerizing.
Seeing this, Shi Fuqi was aroused and immediately leaned down to kiss her lips, his hands caressing her pear-shaped breasts, his palms just the right size to hold them.
Inside her breasts were nipples the size of chicken eggs, which swayed back and forth with his touch.
Shi Fuqi, experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time, didn't know this was a characteristic of virgins, and thus found it somewhat strange.
After all, many men may never have been with a virgin in their lives and don't know the wonder of a virgin.
Virgins have their wonders, young women have their charm, and mature women have their allure.
After a virgin's first menstruation, her breasts gradually develop, regardless of how healthy and full her body becomes. Whether
the breasts are large or small, there are always two nipples the size of eggs.
Touching and squeezing them feels like touching a man's testicles, except that a man's "testicles" are shaped like a dove's, while a virgin's nipples are round.
If a woman has intercourse with a man, and is nourished by the sex hormones contained in the man's semen, her breasts will gradually enlarge and disappear within the corpora cavernosa.
This is why non-virgins and young married women often have particularly full and rounded breasts.
Although Shi Fuqi felt strange, he couldn't care less. He lowered his head and sucked on her nipples, savoring the sweetness of her areolas and breasts. A tingling sensation spread throughout Xiaoqian's body, and she moaned.
"Mmm!... It's so itchy!... Itchy... I'm dying... Itchy..."
A large amount of fluid immediately gushed out from her secret place.
"Good sister, look at my little brother, he wants to kiss your little fairy and explore the paradise!"
Xiaoqian was enjoying the pleasure of being rubbed and sucked by him with her eyes closed. Hearing this, she opened her beautiful eyes and saw his hard and long sword, standing tall and throbbing.
Xiaoqian was startled and said shyly, "Ah! It's so big and so long! It'll tear my little fairy!"
"Silly sister, no way! Come on, try it and you'll see. Good sister, the little guy wants to kiss the little fairy in his arms!"
Inexperienced in such matters, Xiaoqian was initially curious. She wanted to try because she had secretly witnessed her master, "Peach Blossom Third Sister," and her uncle, "Iron Rooster" Kuang Xian, in a blissful state.
One night, while rushing to the bathroom, she passed by Peach Blossom Third Sister's door and suddenly heard groans coming from inside. Her master was sick—something was wrong. Her master cultivated both internal and external arts; how could she suddenly fall ill?
When she reached her master's bedroom door, she heard a man's voice coming from inside.
She tiptoed to the windowsill. The window had a thin curtain, and she peered through it. The light was only slightly blurry,
but the bright lights inside illuminated everything in the air very clearly.
In front of the four-pillared, peach-blossom-carved canopy lay a pair of deerskin boots, next to which were the double phoenix-head shoes that Peach Blossom Third Sister was known for.
Clothes were scattered all over the floor—men's, women's, even underwear.
Before Xiaoqian could get a good look at the scene inside the bed, she heard Peach Blossom Third Sister's pleasurable moans, her cries unrestrained and frequent.
"Mmm!...Junior brother...you're really good...like an ox...making me feel so good...faster...faster...a little harder...mmm!..." Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a tickle in her heart and reached down to rub herself.
She widened the gap in the window to make her view clearer, but the thin gauze couldn't withstand the pressure; with a little force, it tore a large hole, leaving only the thin gauze canopy on the bed.
A wisp of smoke shrouded Peach Blossom Third Sister and Iron Rooster, giving Xiaoqian a feeling of seeing flowers through a fog.
Seeing this—the Iron Rooster's muscles, like those of someone reading a newspaper, were incredibly strong and muscular. His entire body was lounging on the bed, unmoving, as stable as a small mountain.
Peach Blossom Third Sister was pinned beneath him, the thick, long sword still protruding from its sheath. Peach
Blossom Third Sister, like a live fish just pulled from the water, writhed incessantly on the bed, her arms tightly embracing him, her eyes glazed, her breath coming in ragged gasps—her expression revealed the surging passion within her.
She spread her legs, trying to lure the fish into the net, but "Iron Rooster" Kuang Xian's stick remained unmoved,
driving Peach Blossom Third Sister to the brink of madness. She straightened her back, searching for what she needed.
Finally, she found it.
However, the miserly rooster deliberately teased her, his sword sheathed but he exerted no effort; this symbolic, half-hearted friction was utterly insufficient to satisfy her empty desire.
This only fueled her anxiety, and she let out a soft growl: "Hmph! Let's see where you, you stick-fish, can escape! I'll net you and swallow you whole!"
Her waist arched violently, like a surging wave, arching her from shoulder to toe, yet her waist continued to twist.
Seeing her relentless advance and with no way to retreat, the miserly rooster was forced to switch from defense to offense.
Suddenly—the miserly rooster's body rose, then thrust downwards with lightning speed, his mountain-like form pressing down, the eight-inch spear plunging perfectly into her hidden cave.
Xiaoqian clearly saw the Iron Rooster's eight-inch spear. When he raised his body, it was quite large. When the Iron Rooster thrust down, she couldn't help but think to herself, "Master is in big trouble now. He'll definitely be crushed by his uncle, and Little Fairy will definitely be pierced through!"
In fact, Xiaoqian's worries were unnecessary. The Iron Rooster lowered his body, and Peach Blossom Third Sister only let out a "ouch," but it wasn't as serious as Xiaoqian had feared.
She was only squeezed out a little air, without pain. On the contrary, she felt unprecedented comfort, her private parts feeling both full and wonderful.
However, the cruel Iron Rooster didn't make her feel comfortable for long. After pressing down, he made ten rapid movements in a row.
Outside the window, Xiaoqian silently calculated, "four slow and six fast." These ten sudden movements, the first four like a gentle touch, made Peach Blossom Third Sister feel unbearably itchy, while the next six were like thunderbolts, as powerful as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, leaving Peach Blossom Third Sister unable to cope.
She felt a little dizzy, unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure. Her waist was too weak to straighten, and her whole body felt limp as she lay on the bed.
The milky white liquid stained the sheets here and there, and strangely enough, it made her pubic hair stick neatly to both sides of her opening, like a lovely patch of grassland.
Every nerve in her body was pounding, her teeth grinding together: "Ugh!... Heartless... You're so cruel... You didn't even warn me first... Ugh!... My little fairy... Ugh!..." The miser's expression was serious, as if he hadn't had enough, but he coldly said, "What's wrong, baby? Didn't you want a hard time? Then why are you screaming like a pig being slaughtered after only ten strokes? You're really useless." Peach
Blossom Third Sister rolled her eyes, retorting indignantly, "Witch Doctor Xian, you're getting the better end of the deal and still acting innocent! I refused to use my 'Witch's Mystic Arts,' and you think you're so great? If you don't believe me, you can try again. I'll make you disappear in no time."
The miser laughed, saying, "What do you mean, 'no time'? I don't believe it! Now I'm telling you, I'm about to launch another attack, you'd better get ready."
With that, he thrust forcefully, not immediately engaging in wild thrusting; perhaps this was his tactic. This thrust reached the very core of her being.
Peach Blossom Third Sister felt her opening was squeezed full and tight, but she wasn't happy. So she cried out, "Ouch! You rascal, why are you killing me? I'm so itchy!"
Iron Rooster, wanting to soothe her, began to act.
At first, he thrust slowly and withdrew slowly.
Peach Blossom Third Sister was indeed a wanton woman; she squeezed her legs together tightly, wrapped her arms around him, and thrust her plump buttocks upwards.
She cried out, "What's wrong? You were so powerful just now, are you no longer good enough? Hurry up! If you have a way, thrust deeper and pull out faster!"
Although Peach Blossom Third Sister repeatedly provoked him with words, Iron Rooster, a veteran of the flesh trade, didn't utter a single word.
Suddenly, he pulled out his spear, placed the tip against the edge of her opening, and gently nudged it four or five times.
Peach Blossom Third Sister was unbearably itchy from this method.
"Ugh!...You...how could you play like this...Ugh!...Spare me...Spare me!..." Seeing her getting wild, Iron Rooster launched another surprise attack.
He raised his buttocks high, then suddenly lunged forward, his spear thrusting in with tremendous force, followed by a series of loud "thuds!" sounds.
He seemed intent on killing Peach Blossom Lady, his spear pumping in and out with lightning speed, so fast that even Xiaoqian, watching from outside the window, couldn't keep up the count, her eyes dazzled, and she gasped in amazement.
Although Iron Rooster was thrusting wildly, Peach Blossom Lady had learned her lesson; though she was being wild, she remained cautious, and thus this round, Iron Rooster didn't defeat her.
After Iron Rooster had focused his attacks more than twenty times, she calmed down and began to counterattack.
Peach Blossom Lady used her reverse hip thrusts to deliver a decisive blow.
After thrusting her hips upwards three or four times, she immediately swayed left and right six or seven times, repeating this motion over and over.
Her plump buttocks thrust and swayed rapidly, as if she wanted to break Iron Rooster's long spear.
Seeing that this rapid onslaught couldn't subdue this slut, Iron Rooster changed his tactic of "using stillness to control movement." He stopped attacking.
His eyes were tightly closed, his hands tightly embracing the body of the mechanical Third Sister, his legs clamped shut, like a dead man allowing Peach Blossom Third Sister to thrust and sway her hips.
Iron Rooster was now like a rudderless boat in the ocean, drifting aimlessly amidst the waves, caught in a storm. After the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea, the storm gradually subsided, and he had passed the danger zone.
Peach Blossom Third Sister, perhaps consumed by lust, lost her reason and forgot the essence of the "Witch's Mysterious Art." Although Iron Rooster had stopped thrusting, she remained obstinate.
In contrast, Iron Rooster's massive, mountain-like body was already giving Peach Blossom Lady a hard time just by pressing down on her
. How could she possibly mount a sustained counterattack? Seeing Peach Blossom Lady's delicate body go from throbbing to stillness, completely motionless,
she gasped, exhausted, "You...you're just a pretty but useless spearhead..."
Iron Rooster grinned and laughed, "What a fine but useless spearhead! Now you'll see if my spear is a silver spear, a wax spearhead, or a golden spear!"
With that, he took a deep breath, lifted his buttocks, and then pressed down heavily, his spear beginning to strike in and out of Peach Blossom Lady's fleshy target.
Iron Rooster was now like a wild horse unleashed, galloping rapidly across the flat grassland, growing stronger with each step.
Peach Blossom Third Sister was powerless to retaliate, only able to moan softly, "Mmm!... Good boy, I'm out of strength... You... just went all out... Oh!..." Her cherry-like mouth kept moaning, while her lower abdomen made a constant "plop! plop!" sound. It was
truly a coordinated attack from top to bottom.
Iron Rooster, rarely encountering such a beautiful and wanton woman as Peach Blossom Third Sister, wanted to completely conquer her. Relying on his abundant stamina, he thrust harder and deeper with each stroke.
After a hundred or so thrusts, Peach Blossom Third Sister's hair was disheveled, covered in fragrant sweat, her alluring eyes gazing at him listlessly, her moans becoming low and deep.
"Mmm!... Good junior brother... Please... Don't... Don't thrust anymore... I... My little fairy can't take it anymore... Mmm!... Oh!... I'm completely defeated by you..." Iron Rooster wasn't buying it. Despite her pleas, he continued to thrust rapidly.
Perhaps it was a final burst of energy, but after a shiver, Peach Blossom Lady awoke as if from the dead, and began to respond to him again.
This is the difference between women and men.
No matter how brave or strong a man is, in bed he is always defeated by a woman. Because once a man ejaculates, his penis immediately droops, revealing its true form, unable to mount again for a long time.
But a woman is different. Her heart blossoms, ejaculates, dies, and then quickly and unconsciously revives, ready to fight again.
This is the biggest reason why women can conquer men.
When a woman is intimate, her soft moans and weak cries may simply be a means to satisfy a man's competitive spirit and please him.
Her hands tightly embraced his penis, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her movements like rowing a boat.
Clearly, Peach Blossom Lady had reached a state of ecstasy.
Suddenly—she let out a breathtakingly seductive cry: "Mmm!...So wonderful...So beautiful...You...Amazing...I underestimated you...I...I admit your...is a golden spear...It's with me every day...Mmm...I..." With that cry, she twisted her waist violently, wildly swaying her plump buttocks, making the Iron Rooster lose his bearings.
The Iron Rooster wanted to raise the white flag again, but now, desperate for victory, he no longer cared about the consequences. He
thrust again and again, until her flower core was like a baby's mouth, sucking hard at the spearhead, her two red shells flipping over, her seductive cries turning into gasps.
At this moment, a pool of water flowed from Peach Blossom Third Sister's vulva, and then she was completely paralyzed.
Although the Iron Rooster's spear was powerful, having conquered the witch, it also trembled, his body shuddering, and then, against his will, he too ejaculated profusely.
At this moment, he lay weakly on Peach Blossom Lady's delicate body, resting.
Having witnessed this vivid erotic performance, Xiaoqian had always dreamed of her own day ascending to the celestial realm.
Today had finally arrived. Seeing Shi Fuji lie down, she straddled him, suddenly pressing her legs against his thighs, grabbing his manhood, and thrusting it towards the fairy's body. At the same time, her body lurched forward slightly, and she couldn't help but moan,
"Ouch, it hurts!"
Shi Fuqi was a kind-hearted young man, deeply in love with Xiaoqian. Hearing her cry of pain, he felt a pang of pity and said, "Xiaoqian, you really are He Tian's daughter (He Ku). Since it hurts, don't play around!"
He looked at her sympathetically.
Xiaoqian recalled the blissful, dreamlike scene with Peach Blossom Third Sister and Iron Rooster, and felt as if a thousand ants were crawling on her private parts, causing intense pain.
She was unwilling to give up so easily, holding onto the jade pendant tightly, saying, "I heard that it hurts a little the first time, but it will get better afterward. Especially now, I'm unbearably itchy inside and out. I'll endure the pain and try again."
Shi Fuqi hesitated and said, "Your private parts are so small, and my jade pendant is so long. Even if you endure the pain and force it in, can you bear it? Won't you get hurt?"
As he spoke, his buttocks involuntarily thrust forward again.
The tip of the pendant was already halfway in. She frowned, her eyes watery, and her teeth clenched tightly, as if in great pain, but she didn't cry out.
Seeing her seemingly in great pain, Shi Fuqi felt a pang of guilt and said, "Look at you, it really hurts my heart!"
"Hmm!... Never mind... It's itchy inside..."
"Don't lie, Xiaoqian, you're already sweating!"
Hehe! It's really strange, one wants to advance, the other wants to retreat.
Although Xiaoqian has mastered martial arts and is very strong, her physiological state is the same as an ordinary person's. Under the thrust of the spear, her private parts are naturally unbearable. Neither of them is experienced in matters of the
heart, and they don't know the art of flirting. They are both eager to advance, so this kind of pain is even more inevitable.
But she has a strong personality. In this moment of passion, and with the unbearable itching inside her private parts, she is not willing to give up because of illness.
Really, it is so itchy inside that it feels like thousands of ants are crawling. The itch is more unbearable than pain. She is not willing to listen to Shi Fuqi's advice. She twists her hips and thrusts forward hard again.
The impact damaged her hymen, causing her to let out two soft cries of "Oh!"
But his penis had penetrated completely, breaking the hymen and causing blood to flow out.
Upon seeing this, the handsome young man, Shi Fuqi, exclaimed, "Your hymen is broken inside! It's bleeding!"
At this moment, Xiaoqian felt both pain and itchiness; it was a bittersweet experience.
She tightly closed her beautiful eyes, enduring the pain, trying to experience the pleasure within the suffering.
Hearing Shi Fuqi's cries, she slowly opened her eyes and said, "Don't be alarmed. A broken hymen will bleed naturally; it's alright. Pain cannot stop our love. Don't be afraid; even if I die from the pain under your lovely rod, I'll be willing."
Since ancient times, women from Hunan have been known for their passion, and Xiaoqian was especially so. The two men traveled the world for love, but she endured pain for love.
However, she happened to encounter this clueless young man, completely ignorant of matters between men and women. He couldn't understand why Xiaoqing was enduring such bleeding pain.
So, he foolishly exclaimed, "Why are you doing this? I can't bear to see you in such pain. Is there pleasure in it?"
Xiaoqian softly replied, "This is Heaven's arrangement. Suffering comes before pleasure. The best is yet to come; you'll see soon enough."
As she spoke, she twisted her hips, intending to ride swiftly. But this twist caused her to cry out in pain, and she dared not take the initiative again.
Hearing her words, Shi Fuqi seemed to understand somewhat. Witnessing Xiaoqian's situation, he knew that suffering and pleasure coexisted; he wanted to fight but feared the pain, and wanting to stop was unbearably itchy. Meanwhile, the tip of his spear felt warm and very soothing inside.
So, he smiled slightly and said, "That feels good, Xiaoqian. How do you feel? Is it painful or comfortable?"
"It's itchy inside and swollen and painful outside, but the itchiness is better than the swelling and pain.
" "Then, will my long spear stop your itching when I go in?" "Yes
, it will."
"Fuck! Then I'll go in."
He hugged Xiaoqian's buttocks tightly and thrust his long spear in halfway. Xiaoqian cried out in a delicate voice, "Ouch...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..."
Shi Fuji was startled and quickly pushed her body forward, pulled out his spear, and looked down. He saw that his spear was covered in blood and exclaimed, "You've broken the skin and you're bleeding."
Xiaoqian was extremely shy and said shyly, "Don't be afraid. It's normal to bleed the first time you play with this thing. It's called 'falling blood'."
As she spoke, she continued to pinch Shi Fuji's root with her ten fingers and insert it into her private parts.
Seeing that she was bleeding, Shi Fuqi still had his spear inserted into her private parts, probably because the head was unbearably itchy. So he took a deep breath, mustered his strength, and decided to thrust into her with pleasure.
He suddenly pulled her buttocks tighter, leaned her towards him, and thrust his own buttocks forward. With
a soft "sizzling" sound, his spear was fully inserted into her private parts.
Xiaoqian's hymen was broken, and this time the spear was inserted without the pain of before. Now she only felt a swelling pain mixed with an indescribable pleasure.
She sat on Shi Fuqi's lap, not taking the initiative, quietly savoring this wonderful feeling.
Seeing that she no longer cried out in pain, Shi Fuqi asked softly, "Xiaoqian, does it still hurt?"
"Much better, try thrusting a few more times."
Shi Fuqi twisted his hips slightly, and a series of beautiful and rhythmic "qingqing" sounds came from her private parts.
Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and soft moans escaped her lips, sounding like cries of pain mixed with moans of pleasure.
Shi Puji found it extremely pleasing, and the friction of his spear against her sensitive spot quickened unconsciously, bringing him immense comfort and pleasure.
After a while, he heard Xiaoqian cry out "Ouch! Ouch!" repeatedly, her buttocks swaying in response to his movements.
Shi Puji suddenly stopped writhing and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
"Fool,"
she replied, her swaying body accelerating with her voice.
Seeing this, Shi Puji knew that Xiaoqian's suffering had finally ended, so he thrust in without hesitation. Xiaoqian felt like a small boat on a vast ocean, tossed about in the clouds, sometimes slowly falling, sometimes swaying from side to side,
constantly swaying.
A series of beach assaults ensued, much to Xiaoqian's delight, who cried out softly, "Mmm!...So beautiful...So wonderful!...Oh!...So amazing...My good brother...You're really something..." Shi Fuqi twitched for a while, feeling the pleasure of his spear moving within the Peach Blossom Cave, it was truly wonderful. With each sway and movement, a beautiful sound emanated, it was absolutely fantastic.
Hehe! This joy should only exist in the mortal world, rarely seen or heard in the heavens. Xiaoqian was now at the peak of ecstasy, her delicate body swaying incessantly, her moans of pleasure ringing out.
"Mmm...Mmm...So beautiful...Good...Ah!...Faster...Faster...Oh!..." They were playing with such gusto that they forgot everything else in the world.
One was young and strong, skilled in riding.
The other was beautiful and charming, possessing "Witchcraft."
Suddenly, Shi Fuqi exerted force with both arms, tightly embracing her buttocks, while his spear spun rapidly, like an iron screw.
"Mmm... Great... Drill harder!... Oh... So pleasurable... So comfortable... I... Oh..." Shi Fuji felt extremely comfortable from the friction, but this kid was brave but reckless, and rushed in too quickly. Suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation, shivered, and a stream of nectar shot out.
Fortunately, Xiaoqian hadn't used her "Witch's Mystic Art." A surge of heat scalded her clitoris, and amidst the indescribable beauty, she couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly—she gasped, "I...I...can't take it anymore...I'm going to die..." With that, she ejaculated.
At this moment, both of them felt utterly exhausted.
Xiaoqian's head rested on Shi Puji's shoulder, motionless, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. Both were panting heavily, their hearts pounding fiercely.
Having experienced the joy of lovemaking for the first time, they both felt immense pleasure, immersed in the bliss.
This act lasted a full two hours. After the climax, they still embraced for a while before standing up, looking at each other, their faces flushed.
It was a drizzly rainy night, and a middle-aged scholar walked alone in the rain along a bamboo path. He went to nearby villages and towns every day to treat the sick, mostly providing free medical care.
He was Gao Yi, the owner of "Bai Cao Tang" and Shi Fuqi's mentor, whose "Nine Heavens Profound Qi" technique was unique in the martial arts world.
As he walked deeper into the bamboo forest, besides the faint rustling of rain, Gao Yi heard an unusual sound.
"So sore!"
"Mmm!..."
It was the sound of pleasure from a man and woman engaging in sexual intercourse, a woman's unrestrained sexuality.
Then came the sounds of flesh slapping and groaning.
A woman, ecstatic, cried out, "My darling... dear brother... mmm!... so good!... so pleasurable..." "Mmm!... I... I'm going to die... you... please spare me!... you're going to kill me..."
The man, brimming with arrogance, said, "I'm going to crush you and kill you, see if you dare..." Before he could finish, the woman moaned and gasped, "Good man, hurry... I'd rather you crush me, kill me... oh!... I'm going to die... you really want to kill me... I... can't take it anymore... please spare me!..." A series of violent writhing sounds and sucking sounds filled the air. It was a
truly chaotic and intense battle.
Gao Yi frowned. He knew this wasn't ordinary people having sex in the rain, but rather an evil group practicing their martial arts, the "Witch's Mysterious Art."
If mastered, it would be a calamity for the martial arts world.
He became more vigilant, but continued walking slowly forward.
Just as he reached the bend in the path, where the bamboo groves were lush and verdant
, a gentle breeze descended from the sky. Gao Yi was prepared, shifting five steps to the side .
Suddenly, a figure appeared, wearing a golden mask of a demon, attacking like a raging torrent. Gao Yi, a healer and benevolent man, was unaware of the man's intentions and initially only defended, holding back.
However, seeing the man's hostile intent, he had no choice but to ask, "Your Excellency possesses such skill, yet your conduct is not honorable. What grudge do you hold against me?"
"Mmm!...So comfortable..."
A melodious, spring-like voice drifted over, and upon hearing this, the man's attack intensified.
The wave-like, spring-like voice came from deep within the bamboo forest, captivating and stirring the heart.
Gao Yi's heart fluttered, and he said, "Since that's the case, you shall bear all the consequences..." Before he
finished speaking, he unleashed the "Nine Heavens Profound Qi," and with a series of "whoosh" sounds, giant bamboos within two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) were sliced in half and sent flying more than zhang away.
The rainwater, forced out by the force of the qi, knocked down bamboo leaves two zhang away, sending them swirling outwards to form a sky full of leaves, like a swarm of locusts obscuring the sun.
The strange man wearing the golden mask of the god of war, like a small fish in a raging storm, was already showing signs of slowing down. When Gao Yi unleashed the forty-ninth move, the man let out a scream, his body thrown deep into the bamboo forest.
Gao Yi arrived in mid-air with his superior "Cold Pond Crane Crossing" lightness skill. The strange man still tried to protect his hood, but he was a step too slow, and the hood fell to the ground.
Gao Yi looked in the dim light of the forest and was shocked to see that the person who had ambushed him was none other than his beloved disciple—Shi Fuji.
At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly sprang up from the forest and fled into the wilderness.
Gao Yi was first shocked, then angry, and finally felt utterly devastated.
"You...you beast, who taught you such vicious martial arts?"
Shi Fuji remained silent. He felt his master's "Nine Heavens Profound Qi" strike imprinted on his shoulders and back, as if his internal organs had been displaced and were being burned by raging fire.
He was in even more pain than his master, but he didn't want to say anything.
Gao Yi naturally knew the depth of his own skill, and seeing that his beloved disciple's nose was also bleeding, he knew that the internal injuries were not light. He decided to save the man first and ask about the other matters later.
Gao Yi had the title of "One-Finger Divine Healer," and he personally treated his beloved disciple Shi Fuji's injuries. After taking internal pills and using internal energy to heal the injuries, the injuries had greatly improved overnight. Only then did he ask, "Ji'er, I know you are not an evil person. Someone must have been instigating you to do this."
Shi Fuji remained silent.
Gao Yi angrily rebuked, "Ignorant beast! What do you know about our sect's 'Nine Heavens Profound Qi'? It's the most powerful and yang-like technique in the martial arts world today, unmatched by any other. The conspirators want to use yin energy to destroy yang energy. If it merges with yang energy, it's not to be underestimated!"
Shi Fuqi said, "No, there's absolutely no conspiracy involved."
Gao Yi said, "Then who manipulated that voice?"
Shi Fuqi fell silent again.
Because Liu Xiaoqian had told him not to tell anyone about their affair, including his parents and master.
Gao Yi angrily rebuked, "Who's there? Speak up!"
It wasn't that Shi Fuqi didn't care about his master, but he thought it was no big deal; he had just learned another martial art.
Gao Yi sighed, "I know even if you don't say it. It must be that brat Liu Xiaoqian, but the real strategist wasn't her, was she?"
"Master, we're fine. This isn't someone else's doing!"
"Naive!" Gao Yi's face was filled with murderous intent as he raised his palm to gather power.
Shi Puji knelt before his master with a "plop," saying, "I will not complain if I die under your hand, Master, but I have two regrets: first, I have not repaid your kindness in teaching me and my father's nurturing grace; second, I have not reciprocated Xiaoqian's affection. I will die with my eyes open."
"Don't mention that good girl Liu again."
After a pause, Gao Yi continued, "Tell me, where did you learn the evil martial arts you used to fight me that night?"
"This..." Shi Puji said, "Xiaoqian taught me, there's nothing wrong with that!"
"How long did she teach you?"
"I practiced for three months."
"I'll tell you, child, the martial arts you used that night were evil."
"How could Liu Xiaoqian practice evil martial arts?"
"This..." Gao Yi couldn't answer either. After thinking for a while, he said, "Do you know her lineage?"
Shi Puji shook his head, unable to answer.
Gao Yi sighed and said, "We only know that she is the adopted daughter of Master Situ. Situ Huayi is from Shaolin and would never learn such evil martial arts. It seems this is definitely not a simple matter."
Shi Fuqi also felt the situation was serious and said, "Could this be a conspiracy?"
Gao Yi sighed again, "The martial world is treacherous, and people's hearts are treacherous. Recently, I heard that an evil force has appeared in the martial world, using vicious methods. I heard that they are going to target several prestigious sects. Some righteous people in the martial world are closely monitoring their development..."
Shi Fuqi said, "Master, I know Liu Xiaoqian's character very well, she..."
Gao Yi smiled wryly, "Alright, after you've recovered, find a way to let me see Liu Xiaoqian so I can understand this matter."
Shi Fuqi nodded, "I'm sure I can do that."
Gao Yi said, "We'll talk about it later. For now, focus on healing."
Seven days later, Shi Fuqi had fully recovered and excitedly went to find Liu Xiaoqian. Just as his master had said, she had already left, and even the manor lord, Situ Hua, didn't know where she had gone. It was only said that she had gone to travel the martial world.
It seemed things were indeed very complicated.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Gao Yi secretly sent Shi Fuqi back to Weizhou Island, which was Shi Fuqi's home.

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