Huangshan Beauty Record

Huangshan Mountain combines the best features of famous mountains. It possesses the grandeur of Taishan, the precipitousness of Huashan, the misty clouds of Hengshan, the waterfalls of
Lushan , the uniquely shaped rocks of Yandang Mountain, and the beauty of Emei Mountain!
It is renowned for its four wonders: peculiar pines, strangely shaped rocks, seas of clouds, and hot springs!

Beside this world-renowned mountain lies a famous martial arts sect—Huangshan Furongju!

Furongju differs greatly from most other martial arts sects! Orthodox sects like Shaolin and Wudang, or even unorthodox sects like
Ziwei Palace and Xue Dao Sect, all widely recruit disciples and expand their branches, striving to make their sects great
and one day lead the world!

But Furongju is vastly different! Furongju has been known to the world for about a century, yet
only three members have achieved widespread fame in the martial arts world!

One of them is its founder, Wen Haoran!

This man, only 20 years old at the time, entered the martial arts world and, wielding a purple-gold flute, killed Ximen Jue, the leader of the Blood Sabre Sect,
who was atop Mount Hua, instantly becoming famous! Ximen Jue was
unparalleled at the time! With his three-foot-long blood-stained blade, he slew top masters like Abbot Zhikong of Shaolin and Bodhizi, the leader of Wudang
! Even Mo Feichen, the Purple Fairy of the Purple Palace, who was hailed as the number one martial arts master at the time,
refused to be bound by him and challenged him to a duel outside the Blood Sabre Sect. The two fought for two days and two nights, but in the end, Wen Haoran was no match for him,
having his little finger severed by Wen Haoran's blade before he fled!

After Wen Haoran killed Ximen Jue, all the sects in the martial arts world unanimously revered him as the leader of the Martial Alliance! However,
citing , he left, wandering freely in the martial arts world! Later, he fell in love with Liu Furong, a beautiful woman of the time! After
marrying, the two grew weary of the martial world and built a residence near Mount Huangshan, which they named Hibiscus Residence. Wen Haoran called himself
the Hibiscus Hermit. The two lived there for a long time.

Wen Haoran was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also a master painter, especially of landscapes. His landscape paintings were
sometimes magnificent, like giant waves crashing on the shore, and sometimes gentle streams, delicate and subtle, truly breathtaking.

With his painting skills, he lived a comfortable and carefree life, detached from worldly affairs.

Then there was Wen Haoran and Liu Hibiscus's only son, the Master Painter Wen Liuqing. This Master Painter surpassed his
father, possessing exceptional intelligence. He combined his father's two unique skills, the Purple Gold Heartbreak Flute Technique and his painting skills,
to create his style of landscape painting, the Eighteen Splashes. He
combined , and when he wielded his brush in combat, he truly possessed the elegance of a scholar splashing ink.

Wen Liuqing's most celebrated achievement was his
unparalleled success achieving the highest rank in both categories simultaneously. This was a momentous event that shook the court and the nation. However,
to everyone's astonishment, when the emperor bestowed upon him the rank of second-grade official, appointed him prefect of Kaifeng, and arranged his marriage to
Princess Jinzhu, making her his consort, Wen Liuqing, citing his inability to bear the constraints and his love for freedom, abdicated
and left. This enraged the emperor, who wanted to order the execution of his entire family.

Fortunately, a group of high-ranking officials with deep connections to the martial arts world carefully considered the Wen family's status and influence within it,
urging them not to disrupt the peace that had prevailed for over a decade. Thus, the emperor only
issued banning the Wen family from holding official positions for generations.

Thirdly, there is the wife of Ye Yong, the current owner of Furong Residence, known as the "Soul-Stealing Brush," named Jiutian Feiyan Wenrou. Strangely enough, the "Master of the Magical
Brush" seems to have never married, yet he has this only daughter, widely recognized as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. While there is much
speculation, it is all just rumor, none of it credible.

Although Wen Liuqing has no sons, he has two disciples. The elder disciple is
Ye Yong, the current owner of Furong Residence, and the other is Ye Meng, the "Heartbreak Flute," who disappeared fourteen years ago for unknown reasons. These two disciples were
originally the twin sons of a hunter couple at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. During a hunt, the couple unfortunately
encountered a pack of wolves and were both brutally killed.

Just then, Wen Liuqing returned from an outing and heard the crying of infants as he passed the hunter's house. Upon entering, he
found two children, not yet a year old. Wen Liuqing waited there for a long time, but the adults did not return. He then took the two infants and went out to search, only
to find a bloodstain and some tattered clothes. Left with no other choice, they took the children home to raise them, naming them Ye Yong and Ye Meng after the character "Ye"
found bow. Later, seeing their exceptional intelligence, they took them as
their disciples.

Now, why is this "Nine Heavens Flying Swallow" famous? It's not just because of her unparalleled beauty, but also because of
a strange event twelve years ago.

At that time, Wenrou gave birth to a son, just a month old. The Ye Yong couple were overjoyed, and the entire
Furong Residence was filled with joy. Dozens of maids and servants doted on the young master all day long. Because he was considered a son-in-law
of the Wen family , the first child took his mother's surname and was named Wenhe.

The family was initially happy and joyful, but then tragedy struck. One warm evening,
Wenrou suddenly discovered her son was missing. Panicked, she immediately mobilized the entire family to search, but to no avail.

This almost cost Wenrou her life. After a serious illness, Wenrou
searched .

And this search lasted for twelve years! For twelve years, Wenrou endured the hardships of living outdoors and
suffering the pain of wind, frost, rain, and snow.

Ye Yong, after searching for several years, also lost all hope. He tried to get his wife to accept the loss of their son and
discuss having another child with her. But Wenrou, though outwardly gentle, possessed an extremely strong heart and was determined to find Wenhe.

This gradually strained the couple's relationship, and everyone in the martial arts world knew about Wenrou's ten-year search for
her son, praising her greatly and helping her search. However, in the vast sea of people, there was still no
trace of .

It was already past midnight!

In Wenrou's secluded Feiyan Pavilion, Jiutian Feiyan was still wide awake. She held a bib her son had worn
as a child , occasionally rubbing it against her cheek, her eyes vacant. Staring blankly out the window,
she murmured intermittently, "He'er... He'er... Where are you... Mother misses you... He'er..."

Though only thirty years old, Wenrou still possessed a youthful face and radiant skin, but her once beautiful hair was now
streaked with white. It was clear that the past ten years had been incredibly arduous.

Lost in thought, Wenrou was suddenly swept in by a dark figure. Before she could react, her pressure points were applied, and she
slumped onto the table. The figure didn't linger, hoisting Wenrou onto its back and floating out the window with a light, ethereal movement.

When Wenrou slowly awoke, she found herself in a cave. This cave appeared to be man-made.
The cave's walls were smooth as a mirror, neither perfectly round nor perfectly square. It wasn't very large, only about five zhang (approximately 10 meters) on each side.

The furnishings were simple.

Wenrou sat on a large stone bed covered with soft white fur. In the center of the cave stood a stone table and four square stone stools. On the table was an exquisite
incense burner, emitting a captivating fragrance. Wenrou took a deep breath and felt completely relaxed.

Suddenly, Wenrou realized that the cave seemed to have no entrance. This surprised and puzzled her. She quickly looked closely but
still couldn't find a single crack. How had she been brought in? Then it occurred to her that she had been abducted
. Who could it be? Furong Residence rarely interacted with the outside world; she had no enemies. Just as she was wondering,
she a small, three-foot (approximately 1.5 meters) square hole open in the center of the cave ceiling. It turned out the cave's exit was at the top.

Knowing someone was coming in, and that the person must be her kidnapper, Wenrou secretly tensed and became vigilant. But suddenly she
found herself weak and powerless, unable to muster even a trace of internal energy. This discovery filled Wenrou with great fear.

Just as she was filled with panic, a figure gracefully descended from the cave. The newcomer was dressed in green, and even before seeing his face, he exuded
an air
of elegance and refinement. When she saw his face clearly, Wenrou almost cried out. Those sword-like thick eyebrows, that straight nose, those spring-like eyes—it was a perfect replica of her husband, Ye Lang! A thought flashed through her mind, and she
shifted his left ear, where, sure enough, there was a bright red birthmark.
Who else could this be but her long-lost second senior brother, Ye Meng? "Second senior brother? Is it really you?..." Wenrou blurted out.

The newcomer laughed heartily, "After more than ten years, it's touching that Junior Sister still remembers her Second Senior Brother. I'm truly
moved ... so moved..." The newcomer,
Ye Meng, the Broken Heart Flute Master, spoke of being moved, but his expression was one of extreme grief and indignation. Recalling the events of that year, Wenrou also shed tears, "Second Senior Brother, don't say that. If
you hadn't had designs on me back then, Father wouldn't have expelled you from the sect, and... and..." Ye Meng interrupted,
"And castrated me, didn't he?" Ye Meng's voice rose considerably, his tone filled with resentment.

"Hahahaha..." Ye Meng threw his head back and laughed wildly, as if to vent
all . After a long while, Ye Meng stopped laughing and said to Wenrou with resentment, "Ye Yong is his disciple, and I am
also his disciple. In what way am I inferior to Ye Yong? Why did he give you to Ye Yong? How can I accept this?

Even if I later had ulterior motives towards you, it was just that—ulterior motives. I didn't succeed! That old
bastard was so ruthless that he... turned me into a cripple..." At this point, Ye Meng's
eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his face were bulging with rage. Even though he was originally handsome and dashing, he looked terrifying at this moment.

Wenrou initially felt her father's punishment of her second senior brother was excessive, and now she felt sorry for him: "Second senior brother
... I'm sorry... I should have stopped Father back then..." Ye Meng interrupted Wenrou: "I'm sorry... Can
an ' I'm sorry' erase a lifetime of pain?... Hmph..." Seeing Ye Meng's sinister smile, Wenrou
felt fear welling up inside her: "Second... Second senior brother... what... what do you want?"

Ye Meng moved closer with a cold smile: "What do I want?... Hmph... What do you think I want? I'll tell you,
I'll make your Furong Residence destroyed, I'll make him suffer for the rest of his life, I'll make you disgraced..." Ye Meng approached
Wenrou , reached out and pinched her soft, delicate chin, lifted her red lips, and kissed her fiercely.

Wenrou was caught off guard. In fact, at this moment, her body was as soft as cotton. Even if she was on guard, what could she do? Wenrou could only
clench her teeth tightly, not letting Ye Meng's hateful tongue enter her delicate mouth, and weakly
pounded .

Ye Meng, like a ferocious wolf, longed to devour the delicate and tempting white lamb before him. But no matter
what, he was ultimately only half a man. Thinking this, Ye Meng shoved Wenrou onto the stone bed, took
a few steps back, and said in a hateful voice, "Take off your clothes..."

Wenrou was terrified, wondering why she felt so weak. Glancing at the incense burner on the stone table, she
realized it was likely the scent. Hearing Ye Meng tell her to undress, Wenrou felt both ashamed and afraid. Suddenly, she remembered that her second senior brother
was impotent, and she had indeed wronged him in the past. Letting him see her wouldn't harm her;
it would even repay her debt to him. Thinking this, Wenrou's panic subsided. But how could she bring herself to expose her body to
a man ?

Seemingly having seen through Wenrou's thoughts, Ye Yong didn't expose her. After a moment's thought, Ye Meng's expression changed, and
he said gently, "Junior sister, you know that I am no longer able to have sex. Please have pity on your senior brother and let me
see your body. It would be a wish of mine." Seeing that Wenrou was still hesitant, Ye Yong
reassured her, "Don't worry, I just want to take a look. I will never hurt you."

Hearing Ye Meng's assurance, Wenrou had no choice but to comply. She also knew that even if she didn't agree, Ye Meng
could easily strip her naked, and she would suffer even more humiliation and shame. Gritting her teeth, Wenrou
closed her beautiful eyes, and her trembling fingers touched the buttons of her silk robe, slowly removing her clothes.

Although Wenrou was over thirty, the title of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world was not undeserved. Moreover, although Wenrou had lost the
tenderness of her youth, she had gained the mature and charming beauty of a young woman. As her robes unbuttoned,
glimpses of her smooth, creamy breasts unfolded, revealing a deep, alluring cleavage along the edge of her rose-colored bodice, a hint of hidden
allure. With her outer garment slipping down, her firm, snow-white breasts seemed poised to break free of the bodice's constraints, their nipples peeking out from beneath
.

Below the bodice, a slender, snow-white waist was exposed, truly too delicate to be grasped.
Especially jade-like navel atop her soft, supple abdomen, utterly mesmerizing.
Her snow-white silk trousers, while concealing her long, shapely legs, couldn't hide the round, pert
curves of her buttocks… Such beauty would even sway a cripple like Ye Meng.
No wonder, when he learned he was to betroth his junior sister to his elder brother, he lost control, his mind clouded, leading him to commit such
a crude act.

Her gentle, shy demeanor was now flushed with a rosy glow from her exposed skin.
She couldn't bring herself to undress any further.

Ye Meng composed himself, swallowing hard. "Good junior sister, you're so beautiful… hurry up and take it off… let
me admire your beauty!" Wenrou parted her lips slightly, "Second senior brother… please… don't… don't…" Ye
Meng interrupted her stammering, "No, you must take it all off. Since I promised you, I will never
hurt you, but you must do as I wish!"

Two lines of clear tears slid down her gentle, pink cheeks. "Enough, enough, Ye Lang, please forgive Rou'er for being so sorry...
"
Her jade-like fingers moved to her back, untying the fluttering bow. The exquisite bodice silently slipped down, revealing a pair of trembling, exquisite breasts, finally forced to accept the wanton invasion of Ye Meng's wolfish gaze. Her
perfectly round , were truly dazzling, especially the rosy cherries in the center of the two pale pink halos, which, for some
reason, now stood proudly erect, as if to make all the other colors in the world pale in comparison!

Unable to control himself, Ye Meng stared blankly at those two delicacies, unable to resist taking two steps forward to touch them. Overwhelmed with shame,
Wenrou gently raised her jade-like arm to cover her exposed breasts, retreating back onto the stone bed and crying out, "You...
what are you doing?" Ye Meng grinned maliciously, "Hehe... with such beauty before me, how can I remain a saint?
"

Wenrou was shocked and blurted out, "You're impotent... how can you still..."

Her words struck Ye Meng's sore spot, and Ye Meng, enraged, laughed angrily, "Hahahaha... that's right...
I'm impotent, but there is someone here who is... where is Chou'er?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure descended.

Wenrou hadn't expected anyone else to be there, and in her embarrassment, she quickly grabbed her clothes to cover her chest. Looking closer at
the person who had entered, she saw a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen. He wore a milky-white hero's shirt and thin-soled
hero's boots, with bright eyes and a straight nose, naturally handsome and extraordinary. For a moment, Wenrou felt as if she had seen him before.

The handsome young man bowed slightly to Ye Meng: "Master, your disciple is here!" A hint of pleasure flashed in Ye Meng's eyes:
"Chou'er, this woman is the wife of the man who raped and murdered your mother. I have captured her. You should do
as I say and use the methods in the erotic books I gave you to avenge that rape." The handsome young man nodded in agreement and turned
to face Wenrou.

At this moment, Wenrou was utterly horrified: "Ye Meng, what nonsense are you spouting? When has Ye Lang ever done such a heinous
thing! You...you're making false accusations!" Ye Meng sneered: "Hmph...he's done far more than this,
how could he tell you such a shameful thing...Chou'er, go...let this slut taste
the suffering your mother endured!"

The handsome young man, Chou'er, whom Ye Meng had mentioned, had a hint of hatred and excitement in his eyes as he
slowly approached Wenrou: "Madam, I'm sorry, your husband did such a heinous thing back then, now
I want him to taste the suffering of having his loved ones violated."

Wenrou retreated to the wall, with nowhere left to go: "You...you don't come any closer...get away...don't listen to his
nonsense...

no..." Chou'er took out a pill from his pocket, grabbed Wenrou's chin, and put it in her mouth.
He covered her mouth and nose, and under the pressure of the pill, Wenrou was forced to swallow it: "What...what did you give me?" Before Chou'er could speak, Ye Meng had already taken it: "Don't worry, it's not poison, it's just the Harmony and Ecstasy Pill from the legendary lecherous
... Haha..." Wenrou almost fainted upon hearing this. Miaopin Taoist's reputation was known to everyone back then; relying on his profound martial arts skills, he had ruined countless innocent women. That wasn't the worst part; the real danger was the Harmony and Ecstasy Pill that Ye Meng mentioned. Legend has it that no matter if you are a virtuous and chaste woman or a chivalrous heroine, as long as you take this Harmony and Ecstasy Pill, you will become a wanton harlot in half an hour. You will never wake up until you have intercourse with a man to release all your lustful poison. In despair, Wenrou cursed Ye Meng: "You beast , you promised me you would never hurt me...you...you shameless..." Ye Meng laughed loudly: "That's right, I promised you I would never hurt you, but Qiu'er didn't promise ...Qiu'er...why don't you have some fun!" Qiu'er unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong and muscular chest, and jumped onto the stone bed. Wenrou quickly retreated, but with her back against the stone wall, where could she retreat to? At this moment, Wenrou felt a surge of heat rise from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her body. Soon, she felt her body burning, her mouth dry, and even more so, a warm, slippery . She closed her eyes, inwardly sighing, realizing she was doomed… Just as she was filled with terror, a hand grabbed her arm, which she had been using to shield her chest. She struggled to push it away, but she had no internal strength left. How could an ordinary woman resist the clutches of evil? Even without opening her eyes, Wenrou could feel her clothes being torn open, and then a large hand covering her soft breasts. Amidst shame and indignation, tears welled up in Wenrou's eyes. She felt as if that hand possessed a magical power that made her feel weak and numb, instantly penetrating her tense body. Shame combined with a trembling pleasure she didn't want to accept. Although she knew pushing back was futile, Wenrou still persisted in pushing against the other person's chest with both hands. But the contact between her palms and the firm muscles of that chest gave her a burning sensation. At this moment, her breasts were being held in someone's hands, kneaded and squeezed incessantly, further fueling her desire. Waves of pleasure almost made her moan. Wenrou quickly bit her red lips, refusing to... refusing to cry out... She was pure and innocent; even if forced into humiliation, she had to preserve her dignity. Otherwise ... otherwise she would truly succumb. But Qiu'er did not grant her wish. While his hands were caressing Wenrou's breasts, he had already bent down and was licking and kissing her delicate earlobes and neck. Waves of tingling sensations and his warm breath repeatedly assaulted her tender skin, making her feel as if thousands of ants were crawling all over her body. Over the years, Wenrou had been preoccupied with searching for her son, and she and her husband had rarely shared a bed. She couldn't even remember the last time they had made love. Originally, Wenrou hadn't been in the mood for it. But she was, after all , a young woman in the prime of her life, at an age when her desire for intimacy was boundless. Originally, she was preoccupied with the grief of losing her child and had little energy . However, now, with the effects of the aphrodisiac and the teasing of the handsome young man, her long-suppressed desires had been ignited. Even if she was virtuous and kind, it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to lust. For example, now, when Qiu'er's hand directly parted her snow-white silk trousers and touched her thick, soft pubic hair, she could no longer control herself and let out a soft moan like the cry of a swallow: "Ah..." This moan excited the inexperienced Qiu'er immensely. You see, all his techniques were learned from erotic books given to him by his master. Now that his methods were indeed effective, how could he not be proud? Ye Meng, who had been watching from the side, also felt that the gentleness under his touch was a subtle and tender expression.

Like a ray of pleasure. Seeing Wenrou gradually lose her composure, Ye Meng thought to himself, "Hmph, finally she can't take it anymore, hehe...
There's something even more beautiful to come..."

Qiu'er saw that Wenrou seemed to have regained some consciousness after letting out a cry, and then she bit her cherry lips tightly again. So
he pressed his advantage , his fingers probing deeper between her legs. What he touched was already slippery and wet, the soft touch
almost melting Qiu'er's strong fingers. At the same time, his other hand also imitated what he read in the book,
gently pinching and kneading her delicate breasts, his lips and tongue constantly kissing Wenrou's beautiful face and neck, and even
sliding down her graceful curves, beginning to nibble on her tender breasts.

With these three methods combined, even a gentle and virtuous lady like Wenrou, under the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, could no longer suppress
the waves of pleasure. Her red lips, already bleeding from biting them, finally opened again, uttering soft, sweet words: "Ah...
no ...uh..." Seeing that she was about to succumb to lust, Wenrou pleaded, "Good boy...no more
...if this continues, our whole lives...will be over...this will ruin you...please..."

But Qiu'er ignored her, his hands beginning to strip off the only clothing on Wenrou's body, while his mouth
tightly held one of her tender breasts, sucking hard. The overwhelming pleasure made Wenrou's originally taut body
feel like melting mud. Unable to resist, Wenrou, clinging to her last shred of clarity, turned to Ye Meng and pleaded, "Second Senior Brother...
please let me go... I'll agree to anything except this..."

Ye Meng approached the stone bed, stroked Wenrou's face, which was already glistening with sweat, and shook his head: "Good Junior Sister,
it too late. You took that Ecstasy Pill, and without intercourse, you can't get rid of the lustful poison. Just savor
this different kind of pleasure!"

Wenrou closed her eyes in despair, and at the same time, she was already completely naked before Ye Meng and his disciple.

Her round, pert buttocks didn't look greasy at all; they only had beautiful curves that were irresistible to the touch.
Her firm legs gleamed with a glistening fleshy light, making one unconsciously feel tenderness towards them.

Even more alluring was the most private place between her legs. The thick, dark pubic hair could no longer conceal the overflowing spring waters
of her hidden valley. The two full, plump peaks on either side could no longer hide the pink, smooth entrance to her peach blossom cave.
A trickle of fluid was constantly gushing from the cave, causing Qiu'er to unconsciously bend down and gently taste the
natural nectar with her tongue.

"Ah..." Just this light touch made Wenrou feel as if the world had turned upside down and time had
stopped . A tidal wave of pleasure instantly pulled her into a sea of lust. No longer able to suppress
the surging desire within her, Wenrou suddenly thrust her plump buttocks high, as if demanding more from the person on top of her. Her
hands involuntarily climbed up her blooming peaks, rubbing them vigorously.

Finally losing the last shred of reason, Wenrou began to let desire control her body.

This was his first real encounter with a woman of the opposite sex, and such a stunningly beautiful woman at that. Qiu'er, already
unable to contain himself, greedily sucked at the soft, slippery flesh between Wenrou's legs while rapidly tearing
off his own clothes.

His enormous, thick penis, much larger than normal, was also Ye Meng's creation. He had searched the world
for rare treasures and gathered extraordinary techniques to transform little Qiu'er into an unparalleled virile man. Had all that effort
been for a moment's pleasure?

Qiu'er's sucking and caresses drove Wenrou deeper and deeper into a sea of desire. Her long legs were now wrapped around Qiu'er
's neck, her head pressed tightly against her genitals. With each soft moan, she cried out her needs
: "Mmm...uh...it hurts...I want...I want..." The effects of the aphrodisiac within her were
growing stronger, especially with Qiu'er's unprecedented act of kissing her genitals. Wenrou's empty body
desperately needed something to fill it.

Ye Meng called out to Qiu'er, "Why aren't you mounting your horse yet..." Hearing his master's command, Qiu'er immediately parted Wenrou's
tightly intertwined legs, grasped his penis, and pressed it between Wenrou's moist lips. With a slight push,
Wenrou let out a muffled groan as his penis penetrated her tender, slippery flower.

Seeing this, Ye Meng's heart skipped a beat. Heh heh...you've finally made love...heh heh...

Although Wenrou had finally filled the emptiness in her heart and was experiencing overwhelming pleasure,
two tears still slid down her tightly closed eyes, whether from the pain of her flower being violated or from the loss of her virginity...

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