Heroine fights lecherous thief

On the moonlit grass, two naked bodies were intertwined. The one on the bottom was a young girl, who angrily shouted
, "You lecherous thief! Stop right now, or our Emei Sect might spare your life, otherwise… Ah!" She suddenly
let out a scream, and the dark body on top of her thrust forward violently, tearing
the thin membrane that symbolized the girl's virginity.
"Hehe, still a virgin, so tight…" the man said, ignoring the girl's pain, and continued
to thrust forcefully. The virgin's vagina gripped the man's penis tightly like a scalding ring of flesh, each
thrust seemingly incredibly difficult, which only fueled the man's primal rage, causing him to pump even more violently. His enormous
glans pounded against the girl's clitoris like raindrops: "This Emei slut is really something, top-notch! I haven't tasted such tender flesh
in ages , hahaha..."
The girl gritted her teeth, enduring the man's storm of ravaging, her eyes fixed on him, as if
determined to forever etch his ugly image into her memory.
The man's thrusts grew faster and faster, and the girl couldn't help but moan. The man lewdly laughed: "Slut, enjoying it
now? Women are all cheapskates, they all clearly love being fucked, yet they pretend to be so high and mighty!" He
kneaded , slamming his lower body into her, his eyes narrowed as he listened to the alluring "splashing"
sounds. The girl's delicate labia, roughly pulled in and out by his penis, involuntarily secreted even more nectar.
Finally, the girl trembled violently, her silver teeth biting her red lips. With a muffled groan,
a gush of scalding yin essence gushed from the depths of her virgin flower, scalding the man so much that he groaned, his lower back went numb, and he hurriedly
thrust a few times before pressing against the girl's uterus, pouring his thick semen inside her...
The strong girl could no longer hold back, and a tear quietly rolled down her cheek. The man got up, dressed,
and turned to look at the naked girl: "You know my ways, don't you?" The girl closed her eyes and remained silent. "Don't blame
me, I can't break the rules. You're Zhu Xiaoqian from the Emei Sect, right? I'll inform your fellow disciples." With that,
he moved with lightning speed, his right index finger touching the girl's brow, and then he turned and left.
(I)
It was the season of spring warmth, blooming flowers, and lush grass. The Pearl River flowed gently,
reflecting countless golden points of light under the warm sunshine, looking like a jade ribbon inlaid on the earth from above. The riverbank was a
lush , green meadow, the tender grass just sprouting and not yet tall, like a vast green carpet spread across the ground.
Lying on this "carpet" was a person. To be precise, it was a person lying face down, a young girl, completely
naked , her white skin as pure as jade against the verdant grass. At this moment, she stared wide-eyed
at the azure sky, her small mouth slightly open, as if wanting to say something. But she could never speak again; she
was dead. With boundless sorrow, in this vibrant spring season, she left this beautiful
world .
A red spot of blood stained her brow, like that of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Her high breasts bore blue and purple
finger marks, and on the grass at the base of her jade-like legs were scattered drops of blood, her torn clothes lying around her.
A white figure drifted from afar, arriving in an instant before the female corpse. This was a pure and ethereal young girl. All
white—her body, her clothes, her shoes—even the sword she carried on her back had a white scabbard and a white tassel. Looking at her face, she saw
a fair, oval face with long, slender eyebrows, bright almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose, and red lips
with white teeth. Her figure was graceful, and her hair was tied back in a long ponytail with a white silk scarf, giving her a clean, elegant, and otherworldly appearance.
The young woman immediately noticed the wound between the female corpse's eyebrows and frowned slightly: "It's him again!"
The "he" she was referring to was a notorious lecherous thief who had committed numerous crimes in recent years. His methods were extremely cruel; he would
rape and then kill, using a unique technique to deliver a fatal blow, leaving a bloodstain on the victim's eyebrow. This thief was
elusive and possessed extremely high martial arts skills; despite his repeated crimes, no one had ever seen his true face. He was known in the martial arts world
as "The Flower-Destroying Little Red Spot."
The young woman pondered for a moment, then flicked her sleeve, sending out a whistling arrow. A moment later, another figure flew in from afar,
stopping in front of the girl and bowing: "Miss, what are your orders?" The newcomer was a withered, dark-skinned
old man , extremely wretched in appearance. His head was narrow at both ends and wide in the middle, resembling an olive. His sparse hair was tied back in a thin
braid, about the thickness of a chopstick. His two bushy eyebrows drooped downwards, and his triangular eyes, though small, gleamed with a sharp light. He also had
two sparse, rat-like mustaches.
The girl nodded: "Wu Qi, have you found anything over there?" Wu Qi bowed respectfully: "Reporting to
Miss, I haven't found anything unusual." The girl sighed and gestured with her chin towards the female corpse on the ground: "This
deceased person was probably murdered last night. Go and clean her up and then report it to the authorities so they can handle the aftermath."
Wu Qi agreed and went to do his work. The girl sat down by the river, took off her white boots, revealing a pair of delicate
, white feet that could be held in one hand, and rubbed them with her hands. These past few days, she'd been following clues to track down Yidianhong, so exhausted she
could only manage a few moments of sleep at night, only to have him commit another crime right under her nose…
She dipped her feet into the water, the cool river calming her slightly. However, gazing at the
mirror-like surface, she was once again plunged into painful memories… The Wen family was one of the wealthiest in Chenzhou, their ancestors having been high-ranking officials in the imperial court. During their lifetime, they owned vast properties and land, operating numerous silk and tea shops, making them one of the richest families in the area. Old Master Wen had only one son, Wen Xuan, a handsome and talented man who married a beautiful woman named Liu. After their marriage, the couple devoted themselves to helping their father manage the business, and their life was prosperous and thriving. The following winter, Liu gave birth to a daughter, exceptionally fair and delicate. Compared to her, even the snow outside the window seemed to pale in comparison, so Wenxuan named her "Qi Xue" (meaning "deceiving snow"). On the day of her birth, an elderly nun named Huijing, the abbess of the Baiyi Nunnery outside the city, came to visit. In reality, she was the only person at the nunnery. Old Master Wen was charitable and a devout Buddhist; he had funded the renovation of all the surrounding temples and monasteries, including Baiyi Nunnery. Therefore, monks, Taoist priests, and nuns often visited their home. What a coincidence that Huijing came to visit on the day Qi Xue was born! The old nun was delighted, saying she had a special connection with Qi Xue and insisted on taking her as her disciple. Old Master Wen, not wanting to refuse her and also a Buddhist himself, agreed send the child to the nunnery to study Buddhism with Huijing when she was a little older. Time flies like an arrow, aging us all; the sun and moon are like a cruel, relentless passage. Before they knew it, it was the year Qixue turned five, and Liu gave her...

The Wen family welcomed a new son, whom the patriarch personally named Si Quan, meaning "a spring of literary talent flowing forth," hoping he would study hard, become
literate , and achieve academic success. At the same time, the patriarch fulfilled his promise from years past, personally sending Qi Xue
to the Baiyi Nunnery to become a lay disciple of the nun Huijing.
This nun Huijing was truly remarkable, skilled in both literature and martial arts, teaching
Qi Xue both to read and write, imparting all her abilities to her without reservation. She adored this girl who seemed destined for her.
When Qi Xue turned twelve, Hui Jing gifted her the "Mu Feng Zhan Chen Sword," which she had carried for decades
, and told her, "This sword was passed down to me by my master. It has been with me for many years, and now that I am old, it
is time to pass it on to you. The sword technique is divided into two sets: 'Mu Feng Style' and 'Zhan Chen Technique.' The former is used for defense,
and when wielded, it is impenetrable; the latter is used for offense, cutting away all worldly afflictions and worldly ties. Back then, our patriarch
traveled the world with this sword and these two sets of sword techniques, sweeping away all evil, and all evildoers trembled at the mere mention of it. You must practice diligently and not
let this sword technique be lost."
Qi Xue blinked her bright eyes and replied, "I understand, Master." Hui Jing smiled with satisfaction and
began to teach the sword technique earnestly. One was willing to teach, and the other was willing to learn. The master and disciple worked hard together, and Qi Xue's progress
was naturally rapid.
Six years passed in the blink of an eye, and Qi Xue was now eighteen years old, with fair skin and a beautiful face, pure and otherworldly. One
morning, while practicing swordsmanship in the nunnery, the half-closed door was suddenly flung open, and a blood-covered man stumbled in, collapsing to
the ground and crying, "Miss! Go back quickly! Something's happened at home..."
Qi Xue's mind went blank; she was almost stunned. She hurriedly asked, "Wu Qi! What happened at home?" Wu Qi
cried, "Yidianhong...Yidianhong came to the Wen residence...and now the house is...it's already..."
As he uttered the word "Yidianhong," Qi Xue had already shot away like a white streak of light.
The Wen residence was a mess; the guards and thugs lay scattered on the ground, some dead, some wounded. Some
old women who had been hiding in the corners rushed out to greet their young mistress, weeping and wailing. Qi Xue shouted, "Stop crying!
What happened?"
An older woman sobbed, "Last night a thief broke into the house. He was very skilled in martial arts;
none of the stewards and guards could stop him. He broke into the backyard and... he..." Qi Xue couldn't listen anymore. She
rushed to the backyard and was horrified to see her father, Wen Xuan, lying on the ground, his body mangled and bloody. She rushed forward and picked him up
, checking his breath; he was already dead.
Qi Xue cried out to the heavens, "Father!" Tears streamed down her face. Then she remembered her mother and rushed into
the bedroom . Her mother, Liu Shi, lay on the bed, naked, also dead, a bloodstain between her eyebrows. Qi Xue
felt a wave of dizziness and slumped onto the edge of the bed, speechless and stunned.
Wu Qi stumbled in, kneeling on the ground and weeping, "Miss! Please accept my condolences... The Wen family is finished...
The old master is finished... The young master is finished too... Only you are left. If anything happens to you, the Wen family will...
will... will be extinct!" The old nun Huijing also arrived, standing outside the bedroom door, watching her beloved disciple with worry, truly
afraid she would collapse.
Qi Xue didn't shed a single tear. The greatest sorrow is a broken heart; four close relatives murdered overnight—
no one could bear it. She stared blankly at her mother's body, only raising her hand slightly: "You can go out now..."
Then she turned to Huijing: "Master, please help me with the funeral arrangements, okay?" Huijing sighed, nodded
, and turned to leave with Wu Qi.
For the next few days, Qi Xue locked herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink, never leaving the house, and refusing
to open the door . Huijing busied herself performing rituals for the deceased old master, Wen Xuan, Liu Shi, and Wen Si Quan, praying for their souls to find peace. Wu Qi then
arranged all the burial and other matters.
On the fifth day, Qi Xue's door creaked open. Wu Qi, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly looked
up and saw Qi Xue with a white silk scarf tied in a ponytail, dressed in white clothes, white pants, white shoes, and a white sword, looking ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy
descending to earth.
Qi Xue's face was expressionless, lacking some of her childishness and gaining more determination. She looked around
, gazing affectionately at every plant and tree in the courtyard, and after a long while, took a deep breath and instructed Wu Qi:
"Sell the property and convert it into banknotes. Also, give more money to dismiss the family and servants."
Wu Qi stared at her in astonishment, but Qi Xue ignored him and went to Hui Jing, clasping her hands in a respectful bow: "
Master , I will never forget your careful cultivation over the years. However, my family has suffered a terrible tragedy,
and I cannot comfort my loved ones in the afterlife without avenging this. Therefore, I have decided to hunt down Yi Dian Hong."
Hui Jing said in astonishment, "That Yi Dian Hong is elusive and has committed crimes for many years, yet no one has ever seen his true face.
How can you find him all by yourself?" Qi Xue looked up at the sky and said through gritted teeth...
Squeezing : "Chase him to the heavens, chase him to the crystal palace!"
Huijing nodded: "Since you've made up your mind... go ahead with peace of mind. With your current skills, I can rest assured that you can
travel the martial world with ease. Wu Qi has been with the Wen family for many years and has quite a bit of martial arts skill. Let him
go with you; it'll be good to have someone to look after you." Qixue knelt down and kowtowed to Huijing with a thud. Huijing hurriedly helped
her up, but then noticed a few tears rolling down her cheeks...
A month later, everything was ready, and Wen Qixue embarked on her journey to track down the lecherous demon. Closely following behind her
was Wu Qi, the old servant of the Wen family.
(II)
One day, the master and servant were tired from walking, so they stopped for a bite at a teahouse by the roadside. Teahouses are the most chaotic places
, with all sorts of people from different walks of life. In particular, a few thugs were loudly gossiping about whose young
wife was pretty, and whose widow was seducing men. Their language was vulgar and offensive. Qi Xue frowned, but
such chaotic places were also the best places to gather all sorts of information, so she had no choice but to endure it.
As the thugs talked, they indeed started talking about Yi Dian Hong. One of them, with a bulbous nose, said, "
I heard Yi Dian Hong has committed another crime. This time it's our county magistrate's seventh concubine. Oh my, she's as beautiful as a flower.
The county magistrate only got her a few days ago, and she's already been defiled by a lecherous devil." Another thug with buck teeth chimed in, "Isn't that right
? You know, that lecherous devil, he just slept with her, why did he have to kill her? What a pity, it would have been
better if he had left her for us brothers to have some fun, hehe..."
Hearing this, Qi Xue's ears perked up, and she turned to look at Wu Qi, who was also
listening . The master and servant exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly. Wu Qi got up and walked towards the group of thugs.
He bowed to them, saying, "Gentlemen, our young lady would like to speak with you privately for a moment."
The thugs said impatiently, "Which village is your young lady from? Can't you see we're having a serious talk?"
"Get out of the way, you old geezer, don't spoil our fun."
Wu Qi wasn't angry at all, and smiled cheerfully, "Gentlemen, our young lady is
waiting at that table by the window. Please come with me for a few words."
The thugs glanced sideways in the direction Wu Qi pointed, but their eyes were glued to him
, completely mesmerized. They had never seen such a beautiful woman in their lives. The man with the red nose quickly put on a smiling face:
"Oh, you should have said so earlier! We didn't know your young lady was who she was." With that, he quickly led the way and jogged
towards , while the others hurriedly wiped their drool and followed.
Qi Xue looked at them disdainfully: "I'm asking you,
when ?"
The man with the red nose quickly replied: "It was the day before yesterday, and the county magistrate is still crying about it now."
Qi Xue nodded: "Has anyone seen what Yidianhong looks like?" Actually, she knew that asking would
be pointless, but she was unwilling to give up if she didn't ask.
To her surprise, the thugs' answer was unexpected: "We saw the magistrate's steward. His face
was covered with a cloth, his eyes weren't big, but they were very bright. He was very thin, but his martial arts skills were extremely high. Even the magistrate's steward was no
match for him and could only watch helplessly as he kidnapped the Seventh Concubine."
Qi Xue said "Oh," and then asked, "Who is that steward? How could he be on par with Yi Dian Hong?"
The buck-toothed man quickly replied, "That steward's name is Wu Qingtian. He was quite remarkable when he was young. He was an instructor in the Imperial Guards and
is said to be a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. He was a direct disciple of the previous abbot, Master Zhiming, and was proficient in the Vajra Palm
and the Shaolin Staff." Qi Xue nodded thoughtfully and gestured towards Wu Qi. Wu Qi understood and
took out a silver ingot from his pocket and placed it on the table: "Gentlemen, take this to buy some tea."
The thugs' eyes lit up with laughter, and they quickly bowed and thanked him: "Miss is such a kind person. She's beautiful and
generous ."
Qi Xue got up expressionlessly and walked out of the teahouse. Wu Qi followed closely behind, asking, "Miss, what's the next step
?"
"To the county magistrate's residence. I need to meet that Wu Qingtian."
************
The county magistrate, Qin Wuyong, had a residence located on the most bustling street in the city. Qi Xue and Wu Qi arrived at the gate
but were stopped by a guard. "What are you doing here?" Wu Qi bowed, "We are friends of your esteemed steward, Master Wu. We
have some business with him." The guard sized them up, his eyes constantly lingering on Qi Xue's ample bosom.
Qi Xue was about to lash out when the guard said, "Steward Wu is not here. He went with the master to
handle the funeral arrangements . Come back tonight if you have something to discuss." Qi Xue slapped him across the face and turned to leave. Wu Qi
quickly followed behind her. The guard stood there dumbfounded, covering his face, and it took him a long time to recover. He looked down at the floor and asked,
"Whose tooth is this?"
Qi Xue and her servant didn't leave immediately. Instead, they circled around to the backyard, looked around to make sure no one was there,
then leaped onto the roof and peered into the courtyard. The courtyard was empty; the entire house was quiet.
Perhaps most people had gone with the master to attend the funeral of the seventh concubine. Suddenly, a sound came from a room in the northwest corner. The two
exchanged a glance and simultaneously floated down into the courtyard.
Reaching the window, they poked a hole in the paper windowpane and peered inside. Upon seeing what they saw, Qi Xue blushed to the roots of her neck. Inside the room
were a man and a woman, both naked. The woman, a mature and beautiful woman, sat on the edge of the bed with
her full, snow-white legs spread wide, moaning intermittently, "Little devil...you're so good at licking...you've licked right to my
heart ..."
The man kneeling in front of the bed appeared to be young, no more than twelve or thirteen years old. He held the woman's
legs with both hands, his tongue skillfully sweeping across her thick labia, sometimes
circling the clitoris, sometimes probing inside her vagina, causing the woman to tremble with pleasure. She pressed his head down and thrust her
plump buttocks desperately, trying to get him to lick deeper.
After a moment, the woman suddenly arched her neck back, braced herself on the bed with both hands,
wrapped her , and thrust her lower body forward forcefully, "My darling...I'm going to cum..." Hearing this, the boy quickly supported
the woman's snow-white buttocks with his hands, opened his mouth, and enveloped her entire vulva, sucking hard.
With a soft moan,
vaginalthe woman's fluid that flowed into the boy's mouth. The boy swallowed it all with a "gulp," then stuck out his tongue
and licked her vulva clean, inside and out.
The beautiful woman sighed, "You little devil, you're getting naughtier and naughtier." The boy looked up,
a trace , "Second Madam, isn't this what you like best? Weren't you very horny just now?"
The beautiful woman, called Second Madam, blushed, "Go away, don't talk to me like that." As she spoke, she reached
down to the boy's crotch, grasped his thick penis, and began to stroke it, "It's so big, small man, big dick, Little Liangzi, hurry up and
get on top of me, I even forced myself to stay here today to keep you company, don't
disappoint ..."
Little Liangzi got on the bed and lay on top of Second Madam, lewdly grinning, "Second Madam, when have I ever disappointed you?
Every time Master goes to Seventh Madam's place for the night, isn't it me who satisfies your cravings..." As he spoke, he
thrust his lower body with practiced ease, and with a "plop" sound, he penetrated the beautiful woman's fleshy hole. Second Madam gasped,
"It's so full, so swollen... Move faster, let me have some fun..."
Xiao Liangzi stopped talking and grabbed the woman's uncontrollable breasts with both hands as leverage,
beginning to thrust back and forth. The room was filled with lewd moans and groans.
Qi Xue, watching, was breathless. She turned to look at Wu Qi, only to see him panting heavily, his lower body bulging with
a large tent. Overwhelmed with shame, she twisted her body and climbed onto the roof. Wu Qi followed, but he stood
awkwardly, his buttocks sticking out, his legs tightly pressed together. Even so, his lower body still bulged. Qi Xue
spat, "Useless!"
Wu Qi laughed, "Miss, I'm ugly, and I've never been married. Wu Qi, 'wifeless,'
you 'll naturally want to..." Qi Xue waved her hand, interrupting him, "Come again tonight. I want to personally meet with
Wu Qingtian and ask him about Yidianhong in detail.
"
That night, after the second watch, two figures floated down from the roof of the Qin residence into the courtyard. The white figure was Qi Xue, and the black figure
was Wu Qi. Qi Xue waved to Wu Qi, who nodded, and the two split up to search for Wu Qingtian's room. Searching
room by room was indeed difficult; at this hour, most people were asleep and the lights were off. How could they search in the dark?
But don't forget, Wu Qingtian was a master, a top-tier master. He would immediately
be alerted if anyone approached his room.
After splitting up, neither of them used their lightness skills, simply moving stealthily through room after room.
Ignoring Wu Qi, let's focus on Qi Xue. When she arrived outside a room on the south side of the courtyard, a loud shout came from inside: "
Who goes there!" Afraid of alerting others, Qi Xue quickly drew her sword, gently pried open the door through the crack, and the latch
snapped. She then slipped inside.
The person inside was indeed Wu Qingtian. Without answering, he immediately unleashed the Mighty Vajra Palm, a swift and powerful
palm strike aimed directly at Qi Xue. Qi Xue dared not underestimate him, activating the "Bathing Wind" style of swordsmanship, her sword swirling
like a mountain of swords, completely neutralizing the force of the Mighty Vajra Palm. At the same time, she whispered, "Great Hero Wu, hold on! I
have important business with you!"
Wu Qingtian was startled and asked, "Who are you?" Qi Xue sheathed her sword and said, "Please light the lamp first, and
we can talk slowly." Wu Qingtian lit the candle, and both men's eyes lit up as they carefully examined each other
. Wu Qingtian appeared to be in his early fifties, with graying temples, thick eyebrows, large eyes, a straight nose, and a square jaw, exuding righteousness.
He was currently shirtless, revealing a well-built physique, though his left arm appeared to be injured, wrapped in bandages.
Upon seeing that the other party was shirtless, Qi Xue blushed and turned her head away, saying, "Please
put your clothes on ..." Wu Qingtian also came to his senses and quickly found a garment to put on, asking, "Miss is...?" Qi Xue
explained her purpose, and Wu Qingtian nodded, spreading his hands, "Please sit down and talk, Miss." Qi Xue thanked him and demurely
sat halfway down in the chair.
Wu Qingtian recalled what had happened the night before, still feeling lingering fear: "Yidianhong truly lived up to his reputation. I am a
lay disciple who has received the true teachings of Shaolin, practicing the skills of a virgin, yet I was
defeated , disgracing Shaolin. My hand was also injured by him. I am ashamed, truly ashamed!"
Qi Xue asked, "Then, did you, Master Wu, fail to see his true face?" Wu Qingtian shook his head:
"No, I only saw his eyes. They weren't big, but they were very bright. He wasn't tall, but he was very agile,
moving like lightning. Forget catching him, even grabbing the hem of his clothes would be difficult."
Qi Xue frowned. "This Yidianhong has a deep-seated grudge against me, a hatred that spans three rivers and four seas. I swear
to kill him, but his martial arts are so high, while my cultivation is still shallow. I don't know if I can defeat him." Wu Qingtian
asked in surprise, "Miss, what grudge do you have against him? Could it be that he…?" Qi Xue blushed and quickly
blurted out , "It's not what you think." She then recounted her experience to Wu Qingtian.
Wu Qingtian, a hot-blooded man, was so enraged upon hearing this that his three corpses leaped and his five spirits soared into the sky.
"Catch this lecherous scoundrel! He deserves to be torn to pieces!" Qi Xue's eyes reddened. "I wonder when
we'll catch this fiend and avenge my family."
Wu Qingtian lowered his head and pondered for a long while, then his tiger-like eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Young lady, if you don't mind my weakness,
I'm willing to lend you a hand!" Qi Xue looked at Wu Qingtian in surprise: "Great Hero Wu, this matter has nothing to do with you
, why did you get involved?" Wu Qingtian said righteously: "No, it concerns me, it concerns all righteous people
in the martial arts world , in order to..." "I must stand up to prevent more women from being harmed. Although I am no
match for him, I am unwilling to stand idly by!"
Qi Xue nodded with emotion, "The old swordsman is indeed heroic. In that case, I will not refuse. More
helpers mean more strength!" Just then, a soft sound came from outside the window. Wu Qingtian shouted, "Who is it?"
The person outside the window answered in a low voice, "It's me, Wu Qi." Qi Xue smiled and said to Wu Qingtian, "He is my old
servant ." Wu Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to let Wu Qi in. Qi Xue introduced the two to each other and
explained to Wu Qi that the old swordsman Wu was also willing to join their side to chase down Yi Dian Hong. Wu Qi also said some polite words
to thank Wu Qingtian.
As the three were talking, they suddenly heard a ghostly howl in the courtyard: "Help! Something has happened
! Second Madam... Second Madam has been killed by Yi Dian Hong!" The sound was heart-wrenching,
adding to the terror of the pitch-black night.
(III)
The three of them rushed outside simultaneously, only to find a servant sitting on the ground in the courtyard, wailing and crying, "Second
Mistress has been killed! Yidianhong has been killed!" The night patrol guards and servants all rushed over with lanterns and torches
to ask for details. Qi Xue and Wu Qi hurriedly leaped onto the roof and looked around, but in the vast darkness, there was no
trace of Yidianhong! When they turned around and jumped back into the courtyard, Qi Xue recognized the servant by the firelight. It was the servant who had committed an incestuous act
with Second Mistress during the day —Xiao Liangzi.
Wu Qingtian sent someone to check on Second Madam's room while
shouting at Xiao Liangzi, "Stop crying! Tell me what happened!"
Xiao Liangzi trembled at his shout and stopped crying, stammering, "I...I
got up in the middle of the night ...I heard a noise when I passed Second Madam's room...so I hid behind the window to eavesdrop...after a while...
I saw someone jump out of Second Madam's room...fly onto the roof and run away...I went in and saw...Second Madam's
brow ...brow...waaaah!"
In reality, this fellow was lying. The county magistrate was staying in Sixth Concubine's room that night, and this fellow secretly tried to
sneak into Second Madam's room to have sex with her, but he didn't expect to see a corpse.
Just then, the servant who had gone to check on the Second Madam's room returned and reported, "Steward Wu, it certainly looks like it was Yidianhong's doing
; a fatal blow to the brow." Upon hearing this, Wu Qingtian's face seemed to turn frosty. "In just
a Yidianhong has committed two crimes in this mansion. This is outrageous! This is intolerable!"
He turned to Qi Xue, "Miss Wen, it seems that eliminating Yidianhong is now of utmost urgency." Qi Xue
nodded , about to reply, when a commotion arose. A group of guards and servants escorted a bloated, obese man to the Second
Madam's room. The fat man howled, "Xia He! My wife!" and shuddered as he rushed into the room.
Qi Xue turned to look at Wu Qingtian, who quickly said, "That's our county magistrate." Qi Xue said "Oh,
" thinking to herself, "How could someone like Wu Qingtian, who was once an instructor in the Imperial Guards, have fallen to such a lowly county magistrate?"
"Where's the housekeeper?" Wu Qingtian seemed to see through her thoughts, but only smiled bitterly and remained silent.
Suddenly, they heard Magistrate Qin Wuyong crying out from inside the room, "Wu Qingtian! Get in here!" Wu Qingtian hurried
into the room and bowed to the fat man slumped on the edge of the bed, "What are your orders, sir?" Qin Wuyong
asked in a tearful voice, "What are you good for! What Shaolin disciple! What Imperial Guard instructor! Two of my
concubines have died in three days!"
Wu Qingtian lowered his head in shame and remained silent. Qin Wuyong jumped up and slapped him across the face, "You
move the potatoes and get out! What use are you to me!" Wu Qingtian bowed deeply, "Sir, even if you don't send
me away, I was planning to say goodbye. I planned to go with that female knight-errant in the courtyard to hunt down Yidianhong and
avenge my two wives."
Qin Wuyong was stunned, then snorted and turned to look at the corpse of the second concubine, Xia He, without saying a word. Wu
Qingtian silently turned and left, returning to his room to pack his belongings. Qi Xue and Wu Qi followed him into the room.
Qi Xue couldn't help but ask, "Master Wu, with your skills, how could you condescend to serve under someone like this?"
Wu Qingtian sighed deeply, "I am an orphan. As a child, I wandered the streets and almost froze and starved to death. Fortunately, the county
magistrate's father took me in, providing me with food and lodging. Later, he even sent me to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts. You could say he was my second
parents, my second father. After I resigned from my position as the head instructor of the Imperial Guards, I followed the old magistrate
. After he passed away, I followed his son until now."
Qi Xue sighed inwardly. It seemed this man had also suffered a lot. Wu Qingtian chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Forget it,
let's not dwell on the past. If you don't mind, please make do with the night in my humble abode. My servant and I will sleep in
another room . We'll set off early tomorrow morning. There are so many servants to handle Second Madam's funeral arrangements; we don't need to help."
Qi Xue nodded, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. Please rest early, Master Wu. There won't be much
time for peaceful sleep at night from now on." Wu Qingtian bowed and led Wu Qi out of the room.
**********
"Mother!" Qi Xue jumped up from the bed, realizing she had another nightmare. Stepping on the bed, she felt a sharp pain
in her feet and looking down, she saw that the long journey had caused blisters. No wonder, a young girl's
skin is so delicate. Wu Qi has some wound medicine; she should ask him for some to apply. They still have to travel tomorrow
.
Thinking of this, Qi Xue got up, put on her clothes, and prepared to get out of bed. Suddenly, there was a two-sound knock at the window, followed by
a low voice asking, "Miss, what's wrong?"
It was Wu Qi, who had probably come over after hearing the sounds of her nightmare. Qi Xue replied, "Oh,
nothing . By the way, Wu Qi, do you have any more wound medicine?"
"Yes, I always carry it with me."
"Okay, bring it in for me."
"Eh." The door creaked open, and Wu Qi slipped in and closed the door behind him.
"Miss, what do you need wound medicine for?"
"Oh, I got a blister on my foot, and I was thinking of getting some to apply."
"A blister? You have to pop it first to get rid of the pus before applying medicine for it to heal faster."
Qi Xue frowned. "Pop it...that hurts so much, I can't do it."
Wu Qi smiled. "If you don't pop it, the medicine won't work."
Qi Xue sniffed. "Then...then you can pop it for me...I can't do it myself..."
Wu Qi was taken aback.
"What? You don't want to?"
Wu Qi quickly replied, "No, no, no, I'd be more than happy to serve you, Miss." Qi Xue blushed and
stretched out her pair of delicate, snow-white feet.
Wu Qi tremblingly extended his calloused hands and held the Wen family's eldest daughter's perfect jade feet,
staring .
On the smooth instep, a few pale blue veins could be faintly seen, and the ten jade toes
were arranged neatly and obediently, like carved jade, with neatly trimmed nails. The arch of the foot drew a beautiful curve, and the ankle
protruded slightly, making it look very sexy. The entire foot was white and smooth, a very petite natural foot, which Wu Qi's large hands could just cover
. If you smelled it carefully, there seemed to be a faint fragrance emanating from the delicate feet in the air.
Qi Xue blushed red from his gaze: "Wu Qi, what are you looking at? Hurry up and help me squeeze the blisters!" Wu
Qi's soul returned to his body, and he quickly hugged the young lady's delicate feet in his arms, soles facing up. Her feet were equally
delicate , but several blisters had formed on the balls of her feet where they touched the ground. Wu Qi carefully popped
one with his fingernail. Qi Xue cried out "Ouch!" and pulled her foot back, but Wu Qi held her feet tightly in his arms, and she couldn't break free.
Wu Qi smiled and said, "Miss, bear with it. It won't hurt after the medicine is applied." Qi Xue could only bite her lips tightly and
let Wu Qi pop the blisters one by one. Then Wu Qi took out a paper packet from his pocket and opened it. Inside were some white
powders. He carefully dipped his finger in the powder and applied it to the popped blisters. Qi Xue felt
a ticklish sensation on the soles of her feet. She wanted to laugh, but couldn't. To make matters worse, a
strange tingling sensation spread from her soles, ankles, and calves. This sensation even extended to... her groin.
Wu Qi began to hold Qi Xue's feet, licking her delicate insteps with his tongue and sucking on her toes
one by one. Qi Xue wanted to resist, but felt utterly powerless. "Wu Qi...
what are you doing ..."
Wu Qi didn't answer, only focusing on tasting her delicate feet. His tongue was rough; Qi Xue could even
feel its coating sliding across her tender insteps. Goosebumps rose all over her body. Unable to
break free , she shouted angrily, "Wu Qi, stop!"
Wu Qi raised his head, his face completely changed, no longer the obedient old servant,
but a lewd and evil expression.
Qi Xue was shocked and tried to get up, but found she had no strength left. Wu Qi leered, "Don't
struggle , my young lady. I just applied a secret medicine to you that can turn a chaste and virtuous woman into a wanton slut,
and leave her completely powerless."
Qi Xue's beautiful eyes widened, "You're not Wu Qi?"
"Hehe, I am Wu Qi, known as the 'Flower Destroyer' Wu Qi."
Qi Xue asked in astonishment, "You are Yidianhong?"
"Yes."
"You've always been in my house, never gone far. How did you have time to commit crimes everywhere?"
Wu Qi smiled, "With my lightness skill, traveling a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles a night is no problem at all."
"Why did you hide in our house? And why did you kill my whole family?" Qi Xue's eyes were practically spitting fire.
"Come here.
" Wu Qi sneered, "You little slut, let me fuck you while I tell you the whole story!" With that,
he used both hands and feet , and in an instant, Qi Xue was stripped bare. Her trembling, full, snow-white
breasts, smooth, slender waist, flat, snow-white belly, and rounded, long, white legs were all exposed before the lecherous Wu Qi.
Looking at her perfect body, Wu Qi couldn't help but sigh, "I've slept with many women over the years, but
none of them have ever compared to your body." Qi Xue's almond-shaped eyes almost bled, her teeth clenched,
her eyes fixed on Wu Qi without blinking.
Wu Qi ignored her, focusing only on his hands and feet, playing with her flawless body. He held
one full breast in each hand, gently kneading it, the breasts constantly changing shape in his hands. A moment later, he lowered his head
and sucked hard on the pink nipple. Qi Xue trembled all over. Her body, which she had never let a man see before,
was now being wantonly defiled by an old lecher. She felt like she wanted to die.
(IV)
After fully tasting the girl's fragrant nipples, Wu Qi reached down to her crotch and stroked
the enchanting peach blossom cave between her jade legs. He whispered in her ear, "Didn't you want to know why I pick flowers
?"
Qi Xue glared at him with her eyes slanted.
"Let me tell you, I did this for revenge. Everyone in the world has wronged me, so why can't I wrong everyone in the world!"
Qi Xue said, "Who wronged you?"
"My wife!"
"You have a wife? Didn't you say you were 'wifeless'?"
"Wu Qi is a name I changed later. My real name is Wu Yuanshan."
"Wu Yuanshan! You're the eccentric Tiannan who roamed the martial world thirty years ago, virtually invincible!"
"Who told you that? Huijing?"
"Yes, my master once mentioned some famous figures in the martial world."
"Haha, that's all in the past, before my incident."
"Incident?"
"Yes... thirty years ago, I went on a long trip. When I returned home, I discovered that my wife
was having an affair with my best friend. I wanted to kill the adulterous couple on the spot. Later, my wife
begged me, and I softened and wanted to let them go. But they took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me together.
Although I killed them in the end, I was also injured by them."
"Misfortunes never come singly. When I arrived in Chenzhou intending to find a doctor to treat my injuries, I encountered my enemies.
After a fierce battle, they were defeated and fled. My injuries worsened, and I collapsed before I could even make it to the Wen family compound. When I
woke up I learned that it was the old master Wen—Wen Kaishan, who was also your great-grandfather—who took me in and even arranged for
a doctor to treat me."
Upon hearing this, Qi Xue couldn't help but angrily rebuke, "My great-grandfather should never have saved you, you ungrateful wretch!" As she spoke,
her eyes kept glancing at the doors and windows.
Wu Qi sneered, "Hmph, don't bother looking. I've put Wu Qingtian to sleep; he won't wake up so quickly.
And don't worry, I won't kill him. I don't kill people easily. I only kill women who cheat on their husbands! I'll
torture them enough first, then kill them."
Qi Xue spat at him, "I don't know about others, but that Zhu Xiaoqian from the Emei Sect, is she also
a woman who cheats on her husband?"
"Although she isn't, she is the niece of my wife's lover. I'm doing this for revenge, to let that
adulterer see how I rape and murder his niece from the afterlife."
"What grudge do you hold against the Wen family? Why would you repay kindness with enmity and wipe out my entire family?"
Wu Qi said, "I was originally grateful to your Wen family. I felt that Old Master Wen was truly kind to me. Not only
did he take in me when I was seriously injured and homeless, but he also betrothed me to a beautiful maid named Tao Hong. I
was already tired of the treacherous world of martial arts and just wanted to live a good life with Tao Hong, be a dutiful
servant , repay Old Master Wen Kaishan, and live out my remaining years."
"But the tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease. I didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble still found me. One day, I went to
collect rent for Old Master Wen, but I realized on the way that I had forgotten to bring my account book, so I went back to get it. When I got home, I found the door tightly closed.
At this time, Tao Hong should have been doing needlework in her room. Why did she close all the doors and windows? When I poked
a hole in the window lattice to look inside, guess what I saw?"
Qi Xue just stared at him coldly without saying a word.
"My newlywed wife, Tao Hong, is lying naked on the bed right now, with someone on top of her
. Do you know who that person is? Wen Kaishan's only son... Wen Yude, your grandfather." Qi Xue shouted angrily
, "Nonsense! My grandfather couldn't have done such a thing!"
Wu Qi sneered, "In your eyes, no, in many people's eyes, Wen Yude is indeed a great philanthropist,
building temples, giving alms, and making many good connections. In the eyes of the villagers, he's a living bodhisattva. But I don't care about any of that. I only
know that he slept with my wife, and more than once. When they were doing it, Tao Hong even said, '
It's still more comfortable with you.'"
"That's not a capital offense! My great-grandfather did you a great favor, can't that offset it?"
"No!" Wu Qi said decisively, "I hate it most when people steal my wife!" Qi Xue asked again,
"Then why didn't you do it then, but waited until now?"
"First, Old Master Wen Kaishan is still alive. He has been kind to me, and I don't want to hurt him. So I'll just find an opportunity
to poison Taohong to death. Second, my internal strength hasn't fully recovered yet, and I might not be a match for those stewards and guards. Third,
soon after, Wen Yude's daughter-in-law will give birth to a daughter, which is you. I've decided to wait until you grow up before I make my move. Wen
Yude raped my wife, didn't he? Then I'll rape his granddaughter."
"That day, while Wen Yude and Wen Xuan were settling accounts in the front yard, I sneaked into your mother's room, raped her,
and then killed her. Afterward, I came out and killed Wen Yude, Wen Xuan, and Wen Siquan. My face was covered with a cloth, and those guards and
stewards were no match for me now that I had regained my martial arts skills. None of them could even get close to me, let alone see my
face. After killing them, all those old women and servants hid. I sneaked back to my room, changed into my usual
clothes, pretended to be injured, and went to Baiyi Nunnery to find you."
Qi Xue suddenly realized what had happened. It turned out that the notorious lecherous demon Cuihua
Yidianhong, whom everyone in the martial arts world had wanted to kill in recent years, had been lurking right beside her. And now she was being stripped naked by him, like
a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy. Thinking of this, she wanted to kill herself, but she couldn't muster any strength at all
.
After recounting the past, Wu Qi reverted to his lewd demeanor, his withered fingers
probing the girl's slightly parted pink vulva: "Little Xue'er, do you want it? The sheets are all wet, look..." He then held
two fingers up to Qi Xue's face: "This is all your juices." A thin, clear fluid hung in
a line on his two separated fingers, creating an incredibly lewd scene against the girl's blushing face.
Wu Qi put his fingers in his mouth and sucked, smacking his lips as he said, "So fragrant and sweet, unlike anything else
. Miss Wen is truly different." With that, he pushed Qi Xue's exquisitely sculpted legs upwards to their limit, pressing his knees against
her breasts, making the alluring woman between her legs even more prominent, fully displayed
before .
Thick pubic hair covered her mons pubis in a smooth, inverted triangle shape, unlike
the . The vulva, which had been tightly closed,
was now slightly parted due to Wu Qi's earlier defilement, and the two delicate pink labia minora seemed to be trembling slightly. Wu Qi licked
his lips, which were extremely dry from the heat of lust, and spread the labia majora apart with his withered fingers, revealing the most mysterious and alluring private parts of the beautiful
white- heroine.
Qi Xue painfully closed her beautiful eyes, feeling ashamed to death: "You lecher! Just kill me with one blow!"
Wu Qi didn't care about that, only looking down to admire the magnificent sight: the small red bud was hidden in the center, the two
delicate labia minora were slightly parted, and below the small urethra was that alluring orifice that could drive a man mad with desire
. Whether it was due to Qi Xue's shame or the effects of the secret medicine, that adorable little hole was contracting and expanding as if
breathing, and most importantly, the opening was filled with a pool of crystal-clear nectar, the overflowing
liquid even wetting the pale pink chrysanthemum below.
Wu Qi had never seen such a sight before. In his youth, he and his wife would just turn off the lights, haphazardly thrust into Nan Bangguo, and
go to sleep; later, as a lecherous thief, when raping the so-called adulterous women he had abducted, he had no
interest in foreplay, only indulging in a torrential downpour. Today was different. Lying on the bed, at his mercy
, was the granddaughter of his enemy. He had waited eighteen long years for her to grow up! He didn't want to
just ; he wanted to play with her properly before deflowering this little beauty.
He'd been watching for a while, his mouth parched with lust. With such a ready-made nectar before him, he certainly
wouldn't let it pass. He pouted and pressed his lips against that cute little opening, sucking. Qi Xue felt an unbearable itch and
couldn't help but let out a soft moan. This delicate sound seemed to inject Wu Qi with a powerful stimulant; he sucked even harder
, occasionally sweeping his tongue across the entrance to stimulate it to secrete more nectar for him to drink.
Qi Xue continuously emitted moans that were hard to tell if they were from pain or pleasure.
As the saying goes, one shouldn't fight against one's nature. No matter how chaste and virtuous a woman is, she cannot
control her body's instinctive reactions. Qi Xue was no exception; no matter how strong she was, she was still a young girl, an inexperienced
girl. She couldn't control the continuous flow of nectar from her lower body. Finally, with Wu Qi's mouth covering her
entire vulva and sucking with all his might, Qi Xue could no longer hold back and cried out, "Mother!"
Her vaginal opening convulsed violently as she experienced her first orgasm.
Wu Qi licked his lips in satisfaction and knelt up. It was time to get down to business. His penis was already incredibly hard
, almost breaking off. He knelt between Qi Xue's legs and pressed his large glans against the entrance of her vagina. The soft touch
almost made him surrender immediately; it was too ecstatic. He held his breath, his hips slowly lowering, and his glans
slowly pushed aside the tender flesh, inching its way into the entrance, quickly reaching the thin membrane.
Wu Qi looked at Qi Xue: "Miss Wen, I'm going to deflower you. What do you think?" Qi Xue closed her eyes
and remained silent. Wu Qi chuckled, thrusting his lower body forward. The thin membrane symbolizing a girl's virginity tore open, and
his penis without any further obstruction, pierced all the way in. Whether from the excruciating pain of deflowering or the humiliation, tears
finally fair cheeks.
Wu Qi felt his penis being tightly constricted by rings, both tight and warm, making thrusting difficult.
He couldn't help but sigh, "The most exquisite vaginas in the world can be summed up in five words: 'tight, warm, fragrant, smooth, and wet.' You possess all five.
Truly rare!" With that, he hoisted Qi Xue's long, slender, white legs onto his shoulders, squatted down, pressed his upper body
against Qi Xue's, and reached behind her plump buttocks to embrace her tightly, beginning to thrust.
In this position, his penis thrust vertically downwards, allowing for maximum force. Each thrust reached her
clitoris, which, like a playful little tongue, shyly licked the glans, making Wu Qi gasp with pleasure.
His foul mouth continuously kissed and nibbled at Qi Xue's fair face, occasionally
pressing he dared not
extend his own tongue; although Qi Xue couldn't exert any force, she still had the strength to bite off his tongue. After
hundreds of thrusts face-to-face, Wu Qi changed positions, kneeling on the bed, grabbing Qi Xue's ankles
and spreading them apart, thrusting his hips back and forth while turning his head to lick her delicate feet, occasionally
sucking on her tiny toes.
After hundreds more thrusts, the tight, constricting vagina finally gave Wu Qi the urge to give in. With a roar, he thrust his
hips forward with all his might, his glans pressing against the cervix, and ejaculated hot, thick semen into
her. With each ejaculation, he shuddered with pleasure, while Qi Xue cried out in pain from the heat. He ejaculated more than twenty times before
finally finishing.
Exhausted, he lay on top of Qi Xue, panting heavily, enjoying the feeling of his penis being gently
enveloped . He whispered in her ear, "It's still early, Miss Wen. I took the drug. Tonight, I
'm going to fuck every hole in your body."
Qi Xue winced in agony, her long, delicate eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her lips pressed together, and hot tears streaming down her face.
(Final Chapter)
After a short rest, Wu Qi's penis, which had been soaking in the warm vagina, revived. He slowly
withdrew it, the umbrella-shaped part of the glans turning the vaginal walls inside out, and a thick, red and white fluid gushed out,
soaking the anus. Wu Qi adjusted the angle of the glans, aiming it at the soaked anus.
Qi Xue cried out, "You old thief, what are you doing!" Wu Qi lewdly grinned, "Didn't I just say I was going to
fuck every hole on your body!" With that, he thrust his lower body forward, the hard glans forcing open the tender anus and penetrating inside.
Half. Qi Xue gritted her teeth, enduring the tearing pain. She didn't want to scream in front of the lecherous thief;
that would seem to indicate her submission.
Wu Qi seemed to have guessed her thoughts. Ignoring the painful friction of the dry passage against his glans, he thrust with
all his might, finally pushing his glans completely through the tender flesh and inserting most of his penis. Qi
Xue groaned softly, her teeth biting her lips until they bled. Wu Qi's glans also burned,
but the pleasure of humiliating the chivalrous woman excited him immensely. He thrust in and out of her passage with difficulty.
Gradually, the passage became less tight, and his thrusting speed increased. The anus
was much tighter than the vagina, and Wu Qi groaned with pleasure. Just as he was getting into the swing of things, suddenly the door shattered, wood chips flew
everywhere, and a figure rushed over with a gust of wind, his powerful palm striking Wu Qi's head.
Who ? He swiftly withdrew his penis and dodged to the side.
The newcomer was none other than Wu Qingtian. His fifty years of virginity cultivation had resulted in extremely strong and masculine energy. Although Wu Qi had struck his pressure points to induce sleep, a surge of pure yang energy
within him had spontaneously broken through the pressure points. Upon waking, he found Wu Qi gone, and realizing that his
pressure points had been struck by Wu Qi, he knew something was wrong. He rushed out of the room and into the courtyard
, immediately spotting a light on in Qi Xue's room. He went to the door, heard a strange noise, and pressed his ear to listen carefully. He heard Wu Qi making
lewd moans. He burst into the room and immediately unleashed his full power in a Vajra Palm strike aimed at the back of Wu Qi's head.
Although Wu Qi had expended a lot of energy raping Qi Xue, he was still as fast as lightning.
Wu Qingtian's palm strike was powerful, but it was useless if it didn't hit Wu Qi.
To be honest, Wu Qingtian was no match for Wu Qi, but Wu Qi was currently naked,
his genitals swinging wildly as he jumped around, which was extremely indecent. Furthermore, the servants and guards in the courtyard, hearing the fighting,
were rushing over with lanterns and torches. It would be incredibly shameful for so many people to see him like this. He
had no desire to fight With a leap, he crashed through the roof and jumped out, leaving behind the words: "Since I, Wu Qi, started doing
this, I've never failed to silence anyone. Wen Qixue, you won't be an exception. I will definitely come back to take your
life !"
Wu Qingtian wanted to chase after him, but then he saw Qixue lying naked on the bed, and the servants of the wealthy man
were noisily trying to barge in. He quickly pulled a quilt over Qixue's body and shouted at the door, "Do
n't come in! This is none of your business!" Qixue blushed deeply, her face turning a deep red as if it were about to bleed.
As
dawn broke and the effects of the drug wore off, Qi Xue, her expression blank, said to Wu Qingtian, who was guarding her bedside, "Master Wu,
please hand me my clothes." Wu Qingtian handed her the clothes and then turned his back to Qi Xue.
Qi Xue put on the clothes and tidied her disheveled hair: "Alright, you can turn around now." Wu
Qingtian turned around and, seeing Qi Xue's dazed expression, said with concern, "Heroine Wen, please try to calm down and
don't do anything foolish."
Qi Xue was taken aback, then smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, the lecherous scoundrel isn't dead yet, I won't die.
Isn't going to come and take my life? If he doesn't come, fine, but if he does," she drew her Mu Feng Zhan Chen sword,
and a flash of light appeared in the room: "I'll turn him into dust under my sword!"
Wu Qingtian couldn't help but secretly admire the strength of this girl who was not yet twenty years old. He paused, then asked,
"What are your plans next, Miss Wen?"
Qi Xue smiled, "Great Hero Wu, you're too kind. I'm just starting out, how could I call myself a 'Miss Wen'? Besides,
calling sounds too formal. From now on, just call me Xue'er, and I'll start calling you Uncle Tian."
Wu Qingtian smiled, "Wen... Xue'er is right. So, what are your plans next?"
"I plan to go back to Chenzhou first to see my master. There are some things I'd like to ask her." "
Does your master have any good ideas on how to deal with Wu Qi?"
Qi Xue blushed, "No, but..."
"But what?"
Qi Xue sighed. "There's no point in hiding it now, Uncle Tian. Have you ever heard of a figure in the martial arts world a hundred
years ago called the Divine Sword Bhikkhuni?"
Wu Qingtian slapped his thigh. "I know her all too well! When I was learning martial arts at Shaolin, my master often mentioned her. He said she was
a legend in the martial arts world for the past hundred years. She was a martial arts genius from a young age, and in her forty years of practice, she had never been defeated. Her self-created
Mufeng Zhanchen Sword Technique was both offensive and defensive, and no one could rival her. She hated evil as if it were her enemy. Although she was a Buddhist disciple, she repeatedly broke
the precept against killing, and those she killed were all wicked people in the underworld."
Qi Xue nodded. "That's right, that was my grandmaster. Later, the Mufeng Zhanchen Sword Technique was passed down and eventually
came into my hands." As she spoke, she stroked the sword.
Wu Qingtian stared in surprise at the sword in Qi Xue's hand: "This is the Mu Feng Zhan Chen Sword?"
"Yes, but unfortunately, since the founding master, no one has been able to fully unleash its true power. Moreover,
I am already..."
Wu Qingtian looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Alas! This sword technique can only unleash its full power if one is a pure and yin virgin. I am
already ..."
Wu Qingtian sighed inwardly.
"Let's go. Time is of the essence. We must return to Chenzhou as soon as possible and ask Master if there's any way to remedy this."
**********
...
Huijing listened to her disciple's account with a frown, then clasped her hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha! This
is also your tribulation!"
Qixue asked urgently, "Master, with my current skill, do you think I have any hope of defeating Wu Qi?"
Huijing frowned and pondered for a moment: "Judging from Wu Daxia's description, his skill should far surpass yours.
And you have the Zhanchen Sword in your hand. Before you lost your virginity, you might have been able to barely fight him to a draw. But now..."
Qixue continued, "Then I'll give the sword to Master. Can Master fight him?"
Huijing blushed: "Before I became a nun, I was already a mother..."
Qixue was taken aback. She had always thought that her master had become a nun at a young age because her master had never mentioned her
past: "Isn't there any way to make amends?"
Huijing lowered her head and thought hard for a long time before letting out a long sigh: "With my knowledge, I really can't think of
any way to make amends."
Qixue's only hope was completely shattered.
She had thought that coming back to her master would offer some way to make amends, but it turned out to be all for naught.
Wu Qingtian also sat to the side with a solemn expression, head bowed and silent.
"What? You've come to ask that old bald monk Huijing for help?" A hoarse voice sounded from outside the door.
Wu Qi! The three of them jumped up from their chairs simultaneously.
A withered, thin figure flashed into the hall from the courtyard. It was indeed Wu Qi. "Wen Qixue, I knew
you'd come back here to find Huijing. I let you live a few more days. I
got entangled , so I had to deal with them first, which delayed me a bit. You must have been waiting impatiently, right?"
Before he could finish speaking, Qixue shouted and drew her sword, leaping forward to stab.
Wu Qi laughed, "My wife is indeed impatient."
"Pah! Who's your wife!"
Wu Qi lewdly laughed, "A night of marriage is worth a hundred days of kindness, my wife, don't be so heartless..." Qixue was
almost driven mad with hatred. She unleashed the Dust-Slaying Technique, conjuring nine sword flowers, attacking Wu Qi from the upper, middle,
and lower parts of Qingtian, standing two zhang away, felt the sword energy as if it were about to cut his skin. Wu Qi also
dropped his frivolous and dissolute demeanor, roaring, "Well done!" His arms instantly expanded, and he unleashed
two powerful gusts of wind, striking Qi Xue with the force of thunder. Hui Jing cried out from outside the circle, "Thunder Palm! Xue'er, dodge quickly!"
But it was too late. Qi Xue was sent flying by the force of the palm strike, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Wu
Qi laughed loudly, "No matter how powerful the move, it's useless without internal strength!" He continued to rush towards the fallen
Qi Xue. Hui Jing and Wu Qingtian hurriedly stepped forward to intercept Wu Qi, engaging him in combat. Despite being outnumbered, Wu Qi was not
intimidated, wielding the Thunder Palm to parry and block, gradually gaining the upper hand. Seeing the situation was dire, Huijing hurriedly
called out , "Great Hero Wu! Take her away quickly! I'll handle things here!"
Qixue shouted, "I won't leave!"
Huijing angrily retorted, "Do you want your master to die in vain?!"
Qixue swayed as she stood up, "Master, I'll lend you a hand!"
Seeing the situation, Wu Qingtian knew he wouldn't gain any advantage today. He feigned an attack and jumped out of the circle, turning back to Huijing and saying,
"Don't worry, Master! I have a way to help Qixue kill Wu Qi!" With that, he jumped in front of Qixue, and without a word, scooped her
up under his arm and carried her away, refusing to let go despite her beatings and curses.
Huijing chanted a Buddhist prayer, "Amitabha!" and raised her right index and middle fingers, channeling her energy into them,
using them as a sword to unleash the "Dust-Slaying Technique," appearing ready to fight Wu Qi to the death. As the saying goes, "One general fighting to the death is hard to defeat even with ten thousand,"
Wu Qi couldn't do anything to her for the time being and could only watch helplessly as Wu Qingtian carried Qixue away. Wu Qingtian
led Qi Xue on a frantic run for dozens of miles, finally stopping at a high mountain.
Qi Xue was in tears, crying, "My master's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. She decided to
take me as her disciple after only one meeting, and for over ten years she has imparted all her skills to me. Yet today, she is burdened by me, her life hanging by a thread, and
I abandoned her to run away!" Wu Qingtian sighed, "Master sacrificed herself to buy us time to escape.
If we hadn't done this, and we had both died at Wu Qi's hands, wouldn't Master's sacrifice have been in vain!"
The sky was overcast, mirroring their feelings. Gazing at the dark sky, Qi Xue murmured,
"The weather is going to change..."
Wu Qingtian quickly pulled her up, "Let's find shelter from the rain quickly, it's going to pour!"
The two found a cave and crawled inside. Wu Qingtian then gathered some dry branches and leaves and lit them with a tinderbox.
The firelight illuminated Qi Xue's slightly pale face; her eyes were still red from crying, her brows were deeply furrowed, and her small mouth was
tightly closed, as if she were deep in thought. Wu Qingtian also stared blankly at the fire.
After a moment, Qi Xue broke the suffocating silence: "Uncle Tian,
what was the way you said you had to help me kill Wu Qi?" Wu Qingtian didn't answer immediately, but instead used the branch in his hand to stir the fire,
making it burn more fully. His expression was very serious; his thick, dark brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, showing that
he was also engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Qi Xue didn't press him, but just watched him silently.
After a long silence, Wu Qingtian sighed deeply, "Alas... this method is truly a last resort. I
would never consider using this method unless absolutely necessary."
Qi Xue asked anxiously, "What method is it?"
Wu Qingtian gazed into her bright eyes, "Perhaps this method is hard for you to accept."
Qi Xue replied firmly, "As long as I can get revenge, I can accept any method!" Wu Qingtian
clearly saw the determination in the girl's eyes.
"Alright, let me tell you a story. More than thirty years ago, when I was still at Shaolin Temple,
we encountered a large-scale attack on the Central Plains martial arts world by an evil sect from the Western Regions. They were few in number, but each of them was highly skilled in martial arts, and
they injured many of our fellow martial artists in the Central Plains. Later, our Shaolin Temple mobilized all the major sects to besiege and suppress them, killing many members
of the evil sect After severing their tendons, we imprisoned them at Shaolin Temple. At that time, the abbot assigned me
and several other fellow disciples to guard them."
"When I saw those people who were imprisoned, they were all around ten or twenty years old, yet they all possessed such extraordinary
martial arts skills . I entered Shaolin at a young age, and by that year I was already twenty, but I couldn't even match half of their cultivation. So
I became very curious and asked them what kind of martial arts they practiced. At first, they wouldn't say, but later, I
kept asking, and since they were all young and easily swayed, they revealed it to me. I found their
evil art too novel, so I kept asking them for details. Later, I don't know who told on me, but my master
found out. He was very angry, thinking that I had secretly learned evil martial arts, and in a fit of rage, he expelled me from the sect." He
shook his head and sighed as he said this.
Qi Xue asked curiously, "What kind of evil art?"
"Harmony and Joy Zen." Seeing Qi Xue looking at him with confusion, he continued, "It's an
evil art that uses the union of men and women to transfer power between each other."
Two red clouds rose on Qi Xue's fair cheeks, and Wu Qingtian stopped talking. Qi Xue smiled, "
Uncle Tian, please continue, I'm listening."
Wu Qingtian coughed to cover his embarrassment and continued, "This technique involves the transfer of power between a man and a woman through
intercourse , unlike the common practice of absorbing yin to replenish yang or vice versa. It requires the consent of both parties. One party
must transfer without reservation, and the other must receive wholeheartedly to achieve the most effective result. I've decided to emulate
them and transfer my power to you."
Qi Xue blushed and asked, "If you transfer all your power to me, won't you be no
different ?"
Wu Qingtian said seriously, "Xue'er, after nearly fifty years of cultivation, I have accumulated sixty years of power,
yet I still cannot defeat Wu Qi. This shows that he is indeed a martial arts prodigy. This man has committed many evils and lived in this world for..."
"Heaven is a tremendous threat to the world. Although your 'Bathing Wind and Slaying Dust' sword technique is exquisite, your internal energy cultivation is insufficient, and you may find it
difficult to defeat him. I will pass on my sixty years of accumulated power to you, so that Yin and Yang can merge, and your power will multiply, giving you
a chance to win."
"But you have never practiced it, so how can you know how to use it?"
"All martial arts in the world follow the same principles. As long as a martial artist knows the method of practice and is good at integrating it,
there is no martial art that is impossible to learn, no matter how difficult it is. Besides, this is just the transfer of power."
Upon hearing these words, Qi Xue's heart was filled with emotion. She thought of her grandfather, parents, and younger brother who had
died who had been so kind to her. How could she face her ancestors in the afterlife
if she did not avenge them? Besides, Wu Qi had harmed so many people; shouldn't he receive the punishment he deserved?
Thinking of this, Qi Xue bit her lip and made her final decision: "Uncle Tian, I won't say any more empty
words. Please pass on your skills to me!" Wu Qingtian nodded: "Alright! That's more like the way of heroes and heroines."
They said this, but afterwards, they both looked at each other awkwardly, unsure how to begin. Finally,
Qi Xue took the initiative to remove her outer garment, revealing a pink bra, and sat down in front of Wu Qingtian: "Uncle Tian..."
Wu Qingtian practiced the "Virginity Skill," and although he was fifty-six years old, he had never touched a woman. Seeing Qi Xue's
shy and timid appearance, he couldn't help but feel thirsty and involuntarily reached out and placed his hand
on Qi Xue's full breasts.
"Mmm..." Qi Xue leaned into his arms. Her jade-like arms encircled his neck, allowing his hands
to caress her, and she proactively pressed her red lips to his, her sweet breath mingling with his, in a passionate kiss.
No words were needed; the two had forgotten their identities,
entwined like lovers in the throes of passion, their clothes falling to the ground.
Qi Xue's petals were thoroughly wet, her lips slightly parted, ready to receive the steel spear. But
Wu Qingtian hesitated, the old virgin unsure of his next move.
Qi Xue waited with her eyes closed for a long time, but there was no movement. Opening her eyes, she saw Wu Qingtian holding her
legs up, staring blankly at her moist, rosy vulva. Her pretty face flushed red, and she could only reach out her slender, spring-like hand
to grasp the already "furious" penis, pulling it between her parted labia, aiming it at the
enchanting opening, and whispering, "Uncle Tian... go in from here..."
Wu Qingtian felt his whole body go numb, the gentle touch of the labia almost made him ejaculate.
Hearing Qi Xue's sweet, warbling reminder, he hurriedly thrust forward, and with a "whoosh,"
half of his large glans slid in. Qi Xue groaned softly, "It's so full..."
Wu Qingtian felt his glans being gripped by a soft, hot sheath, which was squeezing and loosening
. This wonderful pleasure made him crave more, so he ignored Qi Xue's tightly bitten red lips and endured
the throbbing pain, and thrust his lower body hard, his entire penis sliding completely into her vagina.
"Ah..." Qi Xue cried out softly, her tender vaginal flesh tightly wrapping
around , rubbing against him as if in protest. Wu Qingtian looked down at
the lewd sight of his thick, dark penis being gently enveloped by her delicate, pink labia, and his blood was boiling. He no longer cared about
being gentle and began to thrust instinctively.
Qi Xue also arched her plump buttocks to match his thrusts, letting out seductive moans. Unlike when she was violated by Wu Qi,
this was her own choice, so she no longer suppressed her pleasure and indulged in the man's goodness.
Wu Qingtian had cultivated his virginity technique for nearly fifty years, making him extremely yang and strong, and his penis was exceptionally hard, incomparable to
that of He thrust wildly into her vaginal opening, knocking the tender folds of flesh against the walls, and Qi
Xue's moans grew louder and louder. After more than a thousand thrusts, Wu Qingtian could no longer control the gushing semen.
He cried out urgently, "Quick, quick, Xue'er, tighten up, catch me, catch me!"
Hearing this, Qi Xue quickly mustered her remaining strength to tighten her vaginal opening, wrapping her limbs around Wu Qingtian's body, holding her breath
and waiting for him to ejaculate. Wu Qingtian thrust twice more before he could no longer hold back. His glans
pressed tightly against her clitoris, releasing a torrent of semen that had been held back for over fifty years, along with sixty years of cultivation, in dozens of spurts. Qi Xue trembled from the heat,
crying , "Uncle Tian..." before releasing her own yin essence, which she had been storing deep within her clitoris, evenly sprinkling it onto
his glans.
Wu Qingtian could no longer support his heavy body and collapsed onto Qi Xue, only able to exhale and not inhale
. Qi Xue sensed something was wrong and quickly sat up, hugging Wu Qingtian. She saw his face was pale, his lips bluish-purple, and
he was barely breathing . She cried out in alarm, "Uncle Tian! What's wrong?"
Wu Qingtian smiled bitterly, "This kind of evil technique has always been passed down from the older generation of the evil sect to the next, its power passed down
through generations . After the transfer is complete, the older generation dies from exhaustion..."
Qi Xue cried out, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wu Qingtian closed his eyes, smiling silently.
Qi Xue knew that the reason he hadn't told her about the serious consequences of the transfer was because he was afraid she
wouldn't accept this method if she knew. Feeling the inexhaustible flow of powerful internal energy circulating within her body, she could no longer
control herself, and tears streamed down her face like broken beads.
Wu Qingtian raised his hand and stroked her face, "Don't be sad... I won't die... Aren't I forever living inside
you...?" He finished, panting heavily.
Qi Xue hurriedly stroked his chest: "Uncle Tian, hold on, let me transfer some of my inner energy to you?"
Wu Qingtian quickly waved his hand: "No... don't waste your inner energy... after I die...
secretly bury my ashes at the foot of the Five Breast Peaks of Shaoshi Mountain..."
After saying that, he coughed violently again, coughing up a pool of blood, then his head tilted to the side and he closed
his eyes . Qi Xue was heartbroken, gently lowered her head and kissed his blood-stained lips deeply: "I will definitely
do as I say, you can rest in peace, Uncle Tian... no, husband..."
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Several days later, Qi Xue, dressed in a white dress, white pants and white shoes, appeared at Baiyi Nunnery, carrying the Zhanchen Sword on her back and a
package in her hand containing Wu Qingtian's ashes.
Wu Qi had brought wine and meat and was drinking alone in the courtyard. As soon as he saw Qi Xue enter, he let out a
piercing laugh: "I knew you'd come back. That old bald monk Hui Jing's corpse is still here with me; you wouldn't just
abandon it."
Qi Xue seemed not to hear him or see him, her gaze sweeping around before she glanced at him…
Seeing Huijing's body lying in the corner of the courtyard, she flew forward and embraced Huijing's already stiff body, pressing her face against the cold
surface and murmuring, "Master, just watch here. I will avenge you, avenge my family,
avenge all the sisters who were harmed by Wu Qi."
Wu Qi stood behind her, arms crossed, leering, "Miss Wen, how about letting me have some more pleasure? I might
consider making an exception and sparing your life." Qi Xue gently placed Huijing's body on the ground, turned around, and coldly
said to Wu Qi, "Fine, I'll let you have some pleasure." With that, she drew the Zhan Chen sword from her back and assumed a fighting stance.
Wu Qi sneered contemptuously, his hands flashing as he unleashed the Thunderclap Palm, flying forward to
strike Qi Xue on the head. Qi Xue flicked her wrist, unleashing the Mu Feng Style, sword light swirling around her, a ball of light enveloping her, looking
from afar like a giant cocoon. Wu Qi's palm strike was completely neutralized. Instead, because he had charged forward too far,
several bloody gashes appeared on his face and body from the powerful sword pressure.
Wu Qi was utterly shocked. Just a few days ago, his Thunderclap Palm had sent Qi Xue flying. Today, not only had he failed to
neutralize her sword attack, but he had also been injured by her. What had happened in such a short time that allowed her
skill to progress so rapidly?
He didn't have time to think further. Qi Xue's sword attack suddenly changed; the Dust-Slaying Technique had been unleashed. He couldn't see her technique clearly, only
the afterimage of the sword transforming into countless sword flowers in the air, piercing towards him. This time, Wu Qi dared not underestimate his opponent. He channeled all
his power into his Thunderclap Palm, striking at Qi Xue. However, the fierce palm strike met the sharp sword energy, vanishing like a mud ox entering the sea
. Wu Qi was horrified. In a moment of distraction, his right palm was pierced by the sword. He shuddered in pain, his movements
slowing. Qi Xue's sword swiftly rose, ripping open his right hand,
severing his thumb, index finger, and the last three fingers.
Wu Qi clutched his hand in agony, but Qi Xue's sword, as fast as lightning, severed the tendons in both of his feet in one swift motion, and Wu Qi
collapsed to the ground with a thud. Qi Xue pointed her sword at his nose: "Wu Qi, you're finished."
Wu Qi, at this point, had nothing more to say, only begging for a quick death: "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!"
Qi Xue coldly said, "I originally wanted to kill you myself to avenge my entire family. But thinking of the
many sisters you killed, I've decided to hand you over to the authorities, to have you publicly executed before the world, so that
justice !"
With that, she lifted Wu Qi and brought him to Hui Jing's body, made him kowtow three times, then
severed the tendons in his hands, tied him up with a rope, and handed him over to Chenzhou Prefecture. The Chenzhou Prefect, upon learning that this
was the notorious womanizer Yidianhong, hurriedly interrogated him overnight. Now, knowing there was no chance of survival, Wu Qi
confessed without hesitation . Because the case involved many prefectures and counties, the Chenzhou Prefect dared not make a judgment on his own, so he escorted Wu Qi to the capital
and transferred him to the Ministry of Justice.
The Minister of Justice personally presided over the case. Based on the petitions from various prefectures and counties, he drafted a sentence of immediate execution and
submitted . The next morning at court, the Emperor, upon reading the Ministry of Justice's memorial, was furious: "Such a notorious
bandit! You have spent years failing to capture him, and I have yet to punish you. Now, thanks to a chivalrous woman, he has been
brought to justice This fiend, responsible for dozens of deaths, is only sentenced to immediate execution!"
The Minister of Justice knelt and kowtowed repeatedly. After venting his anger, the Emperor picked up his imperial brush, crossed out "immediate execution
," and changed it to "dismemberment in the marketplace." Originally, the Ministry of Justice would compile a list of condemned prisoners each autumn and submit it to
the Emperor execution. If the Emperor was like Yongzheng, he would always hesitate during the annual executions, saying, "There are doubts about this one;
let's delay and reconsider." If he encountered a muddle-headed Emperor, he would not even look at the list and simply write it down, and the head would fall.
The Wu Qi case was of great importance. The emperor decreed that, without waiting until autumn, he should be bound and executed on
the spot . The case had already caused a sensation throughout the court and the public. On the day of the execution, the entire city of Beijing was deserted as people flocked to the execution ground to witness the execution. The
families of the victims, those near the capital, naturally came, and even those far away scraped together travel expenses to come and watch the execution,
all gritting their teeth, eager to see Wu Qi die.
As the prison cart carrying Wu Qi slowly entered the execution ground, the people threw prepared turnips and stones at him
. The soldiers escorting the cart were truly unlucky; the common people didn't care about the fear of harming the innocent. Wu Qi's
tendons in his hands and feet had been severed, leaving him limp and powerless. Several soldiers lifted him onto the execution platform and bound him to the rack. Wu Qi scanned
the crowd below and immediately spotted that striking, snow-white figure. He grinned at the white figure,
a strange .
The execution platform was littered with instruments of torture: long knives, short knives, hooks for ripping tendons, and sharp ox-ear knives for gouging out the heart—
all were present. The Minister of Justice personally supervised the execution. After three cannon shots, it was noon, and the supervising official ordered the execution to begin.
The executioner was an old man with white hair. He instructed several assistants to strip Wu Qi naked, then
tightly wrap him in a fishing net. Although Wu Qi had little flesh left, it was still stretched so much that it bulged out of the net's mesh.
The old man raised his knife and began to slice flesh through the net. This was the infamous "death by a thousand cuts," also known as "lingchi,"
originating in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, and was the darkest and most cruel form of punishment in feudal society. The condemned often had to endure thousands of cuts before dying.
Some even endured over three thousand cuts before dying, like the Ming Dynasty eunuch Liu Jin.
Wu Qi, however, could be considered a hero; with each piece of flesh sliced off, he would laugh.
The crowd was horrified. Was this still human? Soon, all the flesh on his arm was sliced off, revealing the white bone,
yet Wu Qi continued to laugh incessantly. The timid onlookers nearly fainted from fright.
The executioner was equally skilled, his blade flashing, each slice slicing off a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail.
Blood was already gushing from Wu Qi's body. Even so, he didn't even flinch. Finally, when the blood stopped flowing,
yellow fluid emerged. After the yellow fluid also drained, only a skeleton remained of Wu Qi, but he was still conscious, only
no longer laughing.
As usual, the executioner would ask the supervising official to verify the execution, to prove that the prisoner was still alive and that he hadn't protected the prisoner
by letting him die prematurely. He grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it on Wu Qi's skeletal frame. Wu Qi shuddered in pain.
The executioner turned and bowed to the execution platform: "Please, Your Honor, examine the execution." The Minister of Justice nodded, and the executioner
picked up the scalpel and ripped out Wu Qi's heart. An assistant stepped forward and cut off his head. Finally, the skeleton
was removed from the rack and smashed with a hammer—a ritual called "crushing the bones to ashes."
Qi Xue watched the entire process motionless from below the platform, then turned and drifted away.
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From then on, a legend was born: the wicked and notorious Wu Qi, who had plagued the land for years, was finally brought to justice by…
A young woman in white, barely twenty years old, was defeated. This woman was as beautiful and
powerful yet few knew her name. The emperor ordered a great reward for her, but the authorities
could no longer find this mysterious woman.
When the devout men and women of Chenzhou went out to burn incense, they discovered that the White Robe Nunnery, which had been closed for many days, had a new abbess,
her beautiful hair tied up inside her monk's hat. Unlike the other nuns, her robe was not gray, but
white —a spotless white.
[The End]

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