Lost Home

A warm breeze from Jiangnan carries endless illusions. Fallen blossoms dance on towering, cloud-piercing stone peaks, a dazzling,
mesmerizing spectacle. The dilapidated houses and courtyards are shrouded
in a hazy, intoxicating mist. This scene cannot be called naturally formed; rather, it is an irrational, sinful distortion.
Amidst the spring blossoms, a scene of utter decay unfolds. Broken beams, shattered windows, weathered and decaying doors, rusted
sword sheaths and bronze rings intertwined with tattered undergarments—the mindless, soulless remains of all things are exposed to the light, their
decay unable to hide from the world, impossible to bury even by the falling blossoms of a thousand years.
This is man-made calamity. A man, indulging in wicked thoughts, creates a desolate scene of lustful release through his unrestrained malice.
Withered flowers fall across the mountainside—ominous, ominous, ominous, ominous, ominous, ominous, ominous, ominous.
The night is dark and candleless—ominous, with no way out. "Gulp... Ugh!"
The woman is startled awake by a sound stuck in her throat, her body stiff and motionless. There is a slight tremor, but it is
a lingering tremor from the dream, unable to move freely from head to toe. Only her mind is awake; her naked body is still under
the control of sleep. The thick brocade quilt traps a mist of cold sweat, creating a strange realm that seals her
body.
Shame, fear, regret, and confusion—an intricate web of emotions tangled together,
a nightmare from which there was no escape.
It was not merely a dream, but a harbinger of impending doom. The location was Ruyu Peak, where she had lived since childhood, a symbol of the prestigious Guilin sect and the leading female martial arts school
in Jiangnan
. Its female disciples were renowned for their strict adherence to chastity, their exceptional martial arts skills allowing them to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with countless heroes, a reputation that had long been celebrated throughout the martial arts world. And
indeed, that was true in the past. From the day she received her master's succession at a young age and became the mistress of Ruyu Peak
, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to maintaining the sect's prestige. While wiping out evil and eliminating wickedness outside, she also managed the sect's affairs internally
, supervising her junior sisters' martial arts training and making a name for herself.
With her martial arts prowess and renowned beauty, Yang Mingxue, the master of Jade Peak, quickly became the focus of attention in the martial arts world. Her martial arts skills and
beauty were equally stunning. Her junior sisters and younger disciples idolized her, and righteous heroes treated her with utmost respect.
Many young heroes secretly admired her, but even more lecherous heretics coveted her beauty, attempting to seduce
this young heroine and force her to shed her sword-wielding attire, revealing her alluring naked body…
Yang Mingxue, well aware of the dangers of the martial world, and now that she was famous, naturally remained vigilant. Since her
debut , almost every time she ventured out of the mountains, she encountered wicked individuals
attempting to sexually assault her. Some were merely verbally harassing, while others resorted to violence, setting traps, drugging her, or even ganging up on her. Yang Mingxue, accustomed to traveling alone,
had found herself in perilous situations before, but always managed to escape, preserving her innocence, while the lecherous men with ill intentions became
her victims.
In the catching her breath after a harrowing escape, Yang Mingxue would always think of her junior sisters, whose martial arts skills and experience were inferior to her own.
To protect them until they could stand on their own, she had to persevere no matter how dangerous the situation. As the mistress of Ruyu Peak, she could not afford
to give anyone cause for gossip…
This also caused her to miss out on several romantic opportunities. If a disciple of Jade Peak wishes to marry, they cannot remain on the mountain.
Yang Mingxue took over the sect's affairs at the age of twenty, naturally prioritizing the sect's reputation. Even when renowned heroes expressed their love for her, she
politely declined, silently suppressing her desires to maintain Jade Peak's illustrious name.
A year ago, her youngest junior sister, Yan Lan, finally mastered her skills. Yang Mingxue valued this junior
sister because, despite being the youngest, she learned the fastest, mastering all the sect's martial arts by the age of seventeen, three years earlier than herself.
Her talent was truly unmatched among her peers; all she lacked was to broaden her horizons and temper her youthful impetuosity. Perhaps one day she could succeed her as
the leader of the sect. To Yang Mingxue's surprise, Yan Lan
returned with a lover on her first descent from the mountain.
"Senior Sister, his... his name is Tang An. He's the one who saved me from that lecherous scoundrel..."
Yan Lan introduced the young man beside her with a mixture of shyness and excitement, gesturing with her elbow and whispering, "What are you doing
? Hurry up and greet Senior Sister Yang!"
Tang An smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Greetings, Sister Yang."
Yang Mingxue's face hardened, and she said solemnly, "Young Master Tang, please have some self-respect. I haven't given you and Alan your consent yet."
Yan Lan said anxiously, "Senior Sister Yang, but we've already... we've already done it..."
Yang Mingxue said angrily, " That's exactly why it's not good!" According to Yan Lan, Tang An rescued her when
she fell into the hands of the lecherous scoundrel "Flower-Picking Goddess" Jiang Zixiang.
A romance blossomed between them, and she gave herself to him. The problem was that Tang An was Jiang Zixiang's
junior brother . Although he had killed his senior brother for Yan Lan, turning against him, it didn't change the fact that he came from a wicked background.
Whether he had reformed was hard to say. Yang Mingxue was unwilling to hand Yan Lan over to this man of questionable origin
, but she also couldn't bear to ruin her junior sister's love. Caught in this dilemma, Tang An was the first to express his feelings: "
If you don't , I can tell you about the bandits and thieves that my senior brothers often associate with. On the one hand, I will show that I am
sworn to be their enemy, and on the other hand, I will help you rid yourself of these scoundrels of the martial world. How about that?" Looking back, Yang
Mingxue thought the method was feasible, but she overlooked Tang An's cunning.
The evil sect leader Tang An led her to was Mu Zangchun, who was then known as "Young Master Chun" and acted as a pimp in the martial arts world. In reality, he was the leader of a branch of the most
evil sect martial arts world, "Huawai Dongtian," and one of the four masters of Huawai Dongtian. In terms of martial arts alone, Mu
Zangchun was on par with Yang Mingxue, but he was skilled in using evil drugs, which Yang Mingxue could not handle.
Moreover, this scene of eliminating Young Master Chun was a trap.
Young Master Chun and Jiang Zixiang were old acquaintances of the evil sect, but Tang An had no connection with him. In order to settle things with Yang Mingxue and prevent her
from interfering in his affair with Yan Lan, Tang An risked cooperating with Young Master Chun to lure Yang Mingxue into the devil's den.
If successful, not only would he himself achieve his wish, but the Jiangnan branch of the Outer Heaven would also be free from the threat of Ruyu Peak.
Naturally, Young Master Chun readily agreed.
Yang Mingxue fell into this trap, paying an extremely heavy price. Tears streaming down her face, she submitted, her virgin
body, glistening with sweat, held in Tang An's arms, where he cruelly took her virginity. She was then imprisoned by Young Master Chun and subjected to
unimaginable acts of rape. The man's filthy semen filled her vagina and anus, spraying
a sticky substance . Sighing, her body tensed as the penis penetrated her, seemingly resisting,
yet her white, tender buttocks, trembling with each act of intercourse, appeared utterly wanton…
"You…you can kill me, or give me a sword…I'll kill myself."
After being raped for over a month, Yang Mingxue was utterly desperate. The drugs, the dungeon, and the man's penis
completely sealed off the young heroine's chances of resistance; in her utter despair, she only wanted death to escape.
"That won't do."
Tang An embraced Yang Mingxue's slender waist, a wicked smile spreading across his handsome face. "
You'd better take care of yourself before you give birth to my baby. The first child of Lady Yang, the mistress of Ruyu Peak, will definitely attract a lot of attention, and I'm
waiting to see!"
Yang Mingxue's expression suddenly changed drastically. The responsibility of being a role model for her sect pierced her heart like a needle, and she cried out in surprise,
"Baby? I... I don't want it! Ah, ah... no, don't come in!" Before her words were even out of her ears, Tang An had already thrust his hips
forward, his penis penetrating deeply into Yang Mingxue's full and plump vagina, and began to thrust excitedly. Yang Mingxue
involuntarily swayed her body, her initial desire to end it all replaced by overwhelming terror. She cried out in a trembling voice, "Ah
... no, no more... please, please get out... I can't get pregnant, I... I... sob...
no..."
Tang Anhehe, panting heavily, her expression unusually intense, continued her wanton thrusting while mocking her:
"Good sister, don't be shy! If you give birth to a daughter, she can take over Ruyu Peak...
It's just that the martial arts world will probably find it strange that the pure and virtuous master of Ruyu Peak would be a daughter inheriting her mother's business...
Why? Ah? Ah? Alan and the others probably wouldn't expect it either?"
Yang Mingxue was filled with shame and desperately shook her head, crying out, "I don't know, I don't know, please stop! Please
stop..."
Tang An, however, became even more excited, tightly hugging her plump legs, forcefully thrusting his penis to the very end of her vagina, shouting,
"Good, it's so deep and still so tight... Damn it, you're a born slut, let you give birth to
a little slut! Oh... oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
"Ah, ah!" The final, violent thrust forced Yang Mingxue to cry out in anguish. Her lower body instantly contracted, squeezing
out a torrent of hot semen, which seeped deep into her flesh like venom. The mental torment surpassed
all the previous humiliation, utterly defiling everything about her…
Tang An, savoring the moment, withdrew his limp penis, wiped it clean from Yang Mingxue's trembling lips, patted her
tear-streaked face, and laughed, "How was that? Did you enjoy that to the point of exhaustion?"
"You are truly... a beast..."
Yang Mingxue sobbed softly, her body still immersed in the excitement after the intense lovemaking, convulsing slightly.
Her vulva, which had been violated day and night for days, was now even more swollen, occasionally spurting out several spurts of thick fluid, which immediately flowed all over the ground,
even more abundant than her tears.
Tang An smiled, then suddenly whispered, "Sister Yang, don't worry. Although it was incredibly
pleasurable , it definitely won't result in a baby. No, from now on, no matter what we do, it'll be
fine."
Yang Mingxue, her eyes blurry with tears, couldn't see Tang An's expression clearly, but she knew he wasn't just saying comforting
words. Instead, fear gripped her, and she stammered, "You...how did you know?"
"Because..."
Tang An's lips curled into a smile as he reached out and touched her flat, soft abdomen, his smile smug. "From the moment I took
your virginity, I used all my skills. My master is a great lecher, don't you know he
has plenty of ways to force pregnancy? Before I slept with you, I strictly guarded my ejaculation and took medicine, not caring about harming my body so that you
would get pregnant with my child as soon as possible, otherwise if Mu Zangchun beat me to it... hehe, that wouldn't be very interesting. We've been doing it
for a whole month, haven't you noticed anything wrong with yourself?"
Yang Mingxue shuddered, suddenly remembering that she hadn't had a climax since losing her virginity. She had thought it was due to her disrupted
sleep schedule , but now, thinking about it, she was terrified and trembled all over...
"I...could it be, I'm already..."
Tang An laughed heartily and said, "You've been pregnant for a month already! We only found out yesterday, so it's finally
done . In a few days, we'll go back to Ruyu Peak to tell your junior sisters the good news. This journey will be tiring, so don't upset
the baby!"
"Ah..."
Yang Mingxue cried out in anguish, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Her last bit of composure collapsed, and she burst into tears, crying out
, "No...I don't want to, I don't want to!" Pain.
"Ah...ah, ha."
The sudden pain abruptly pulled Yang Mingxue back to reality, shattering the unbearable memories in an instant,
replaced by violent, frantic breathing. Yang Mingxue slowly calmed down, feeling that her limbs, which were lying flat, were now obedient, and
the torment of the nightmare had long passed... The first thing she did was touch her stomach.
The pain she had just felt came from there. Whether it was punches or kicks from the unborn child, this
had brought the mother back to her senses. Yang Mingxue gently bit her cherry lips, her palm lightly stroking them, and she murmured to herself, sobbing, "This
child... what am I going to do with him?"
After confirming that Yang Mingxue was pregnant, Tang An returned to Ruyu Peak with her without any hesitation. He didn't even need to use any sleeping pills;
on their first night together, he barged into her room and made love to her.
"Are you out of your mind? This is Ruyu Peak! If you dare touch me again, I'll kill you!"
Yang Mingxue gritted her teeth and uttered these harsh words, yet she hesitated to evade Tang An's devilish claws reaching for her chest, letting him
fondle her , until beads of sweat dripped down her face.
Tang An laughed, "That's right, your martial arts are as good as ever now, you'll definitely be even more energetic. Oh dear, don't get
too carried away! If you kill me in the womb, the child won't have a father after it's born."
Yang Mingxue's face turned red with anger, almost wanting to kill him with a single blow. But she couldn't bring herself to do it; after all,
Tang An her junior sister Yan Lan would surely be heartbroken. Even if the child in her womb was an illegitimate child, it was still
her own flesh and blood. Killing Tang An would mean depriving the child of its father, and thinking of this, Yang Mingxue simply couldn't bring herself to do it.
Tang An had already figured this out. Given Yang Mingxue's personality, she would never abort the child; if the child lived,
she would absolutely not be willing to seek revenge on him; naturally, controlling Yang Mingxue would be an easy task for him.
If Yang Mingxue were merely a lone female knight-errant, she could at least hide her identity and give birth in secret. But given
the status of the master of Ruyu Peak, if news of Yang Mingxue's pregnancy were to spread, Ruyu Peak's reputation would be instantly ruined.
Relying on the protective charm of the womb, Tang An easily forced himself on Yang Mingxue again that night. Watching her desperately cover her mouth,
trying to suppress her moans from escaping the room, Tang An was so excited that he ejaculated five times…
From then on, the boudoir of the Ruyu Peak mistress became their secret chamber for intercourse, until Yang Mingxue began experiencing morning sickness and
had to feign seclusion, moving to a small courtyard halfway up Ruyu Peak to avoid being seen. Tang An, therefore, became even more unrestrained,
turning the residence of the previous Ruyu Peak mistresses, where they had cultivated themselves and practiced martial arts, into a paradise of unbridled lust. Yang Mingxue's futile resistance only…
It would increase his interest, and sometimes he would fight almost all night, and even Yang Mingxue, who had profound internal skills, would faint.
A few months later, Tang An and Yan Lan got married and moved to Hangzhou, where they met.
However be free. Instead, she encountered even greater disasters.
A few days after Tang An left the mountain, "Mr. Chun" Mu Zangchun appeared like a ghost in the small courtyard where she was retreating. Yang
Mingxue couldn't bear to kill Tang An, but she hated Mu Cangchun so much that she drew her sword on the spot. Mu Zangchun, on the other hand, had a lot of free time and
deceived Yang Mingxue into thinking that she was pregnant and could not display her true martial arts. He easily grabbed the sword and sealed her acupuncture points.
"What do you want to do?"
Yang Mingxue's limbs were weak, and she lay on the bed, but she still glared back fiercely at Mu Zangchun, refusing to show any weakness. Mu Zangchun
chuckled, "What a stubborn woman! Why don't you dare say a word to that brat Tang An? It seems he
planted his seed in you first; it was indeed a clever move!"
As he spoke, he patted Yang Mingxue's slightly protruding belly, his smile becoming extremely sinister: "But using his child
to refine the 'Congenital Lustful Embryo' is better than using your own. If something goes wrong, you won't feel bad."
Yang Mingxue was startled and angrily said, "You...you can forget about it!"
The Outer Heaven is a gathering place for unorthodox Taoist sects. The righteous martial arts world regards it as a demonic sect. In recent years, its power has grown, and
its behavior has become extremely arrogant. The masters in the sect have used mysterious and evil arts that are difficult to guard against, and they have defiled countless celebrities and
heroines . Among them was a group of sorcerers skilled in bedroom arts, who frequently abducted beautiful women and subjected them to all sorts of bizarre and cruel
methods. Some even possessed the ability to use evil magic to transform pure and innocent young girls into "sexual fetuses," turning them into
playthings for men's lust.
Li Ningzhen, the daughter of the abbot of Hengshan Taixia Temple, was a case in point that Yang Mingxue knew of. She was
a friend Yang Mingxue had made when she first entered the martial world. Not long ago, she visited Ruyu Peak and unexpectedly discovered Yang Mingxue's plight. Desperate to save her, she
was instead captured by Tang An and Mu Zangchun. Not only was she gang-raped, but Mu Zangchun also administered an evil drug to her, turning her into an "
acquired sexual fetus." Her constitution and physique became extraordinary, allowing her to
survive almost without food or sleep, relying solely on the pleasure of intercourse and male semen. Li Ningzhen's whereabouts are currently unknown, but Yang Mingxue understands in her heart that no matter where she is, she
is destined to suffer the same tragic fate of being raped every day, unable to escape her desires.
Acquired lust is one thing, but "innate lust" is another. The innate lust
is completely different from acquired lust, and Yang Mingxue doesn't fully understand it. The only thing she's certain of is its severity, perhaps even greater than what Li Ningzhen
suffered.
However, Yang Mingxue is now powerless to resist.
Mu Zangchun clapped his hands, and two burly men entered from outside, carrying Yang Mingxue out of the courtyard. Yang Mingxue knew he
intended to abduct her back to the "Outer Heaven" branch, and she was frantic with worry, yet still held onto a sliver of hope.
She thought , "Once my junior sisters discover I'm missing, they'll definitely try to find me. Mu Zangchun has no other experts under his command;
if they join forces, they might be able to win."
As Yang Mingxue thought this, a fleeting glance caught sight of Mu Zangchun gazing at the mountain peak, a smile on his face that
sent chills down her spine. Startled, Yang Mingxue whispered, "What are you laughing at?"
Mu Zangchun chuckled, "Nothing much. I was just wondering if the brothers on the mountaintop are having a good time."
The female warriors of Ruyu Peak are all top-tier beauties, but there are just too few of them. I'm afraid they'll fight fiercely and it won't be easy to
calm ! "Thump. Thump." Yang Mingxue's eyes widened, almost unable to breathe, her heart aching as if it were about to burst.
"You...you sent people up the mountain!" "That's right. Thanks to that brat Tang An, we
've thoroughly investigated the layout of Ruyu Peak."
Mu Zangchun grinned maliciously, saying, "But don't worry, I won't kill your junior sisters. I guarantee
they're all safe and sound, as comfortable as can be..."
"You Mu Zangchun!"
Yang Mingxue gritted her teeth, shouting angrily, but her heart was filled with boundless fear. Her beloved junior sisters
were now in danger, attacked by the "Outer Heaven," and she, as the master of Ruyu Peak, was
powerless to turn the tide ...
and then, she saw the ending.
Yang Mingxue was taken to the mountaintop, where she saw only ruins. All the houses and buildings were dilapidated, broken swords littered
the , and the former boudoirs of her fellow disciples were reduced to tattered dresses. The only thing unchanged
was the untouched scenery of the mountain spring behind the mountain, yet the spring was now filled with naked figures.
It was a lewd and obscene prison of lust. Second Junior Sister Fang Yingyue wept, clinging to a strange, muscular man, her slender
waist twisting like a snake in a frenzied manner; Third Junior Sister Ye Yunxiu lay prostrate by the spring's edge, letting a man thrust into her anus from behind;
Fourth Junior Sister Qin Yan, sandwiched between two men, groaned with furrowed brows, seemingly unable to withstand the thrusting of two enormous objects, her
delicate breasts rubbing against the lecherous man before her; Fifth Junior Sister Xiao Shao was not present, but her delicate voice
drifted from the bushes by the spring, mingled with the sounds of flesh colliding and lewd laughter…
Yang Mingxue wept uncontrollably, but it was too late to save them. She herself was also taken aside by Mu Zangchun, beginning another
lewd act of intercourse.
Ruyu Peak was utterly destroyed. After that night, there were no more virgins left under the Ruyu Peak sect. Whether her newlywed junior
sister would hear this devastating news, Yang Mingxue had no way of knowing. In any case, even if Yanlan found out, Tang An would
surely cover it up perfectly, preventing her from discovering the truth...
To this day, Yang Mingxue has been under house arrest in Mu Zangchun's residence for five months. Long-term use of drugs
has made her unable to estimate how much skill she has left. Even if Mu Zangchun allowed her freedom of movement, she couldn't escape. She
didn't even know which prefecture or county she was in. For nearly half a year, aside from being fed numerous strange drugs by Mu Zangchun and
satisfying his occasional demands, her life had been incredibly monotonous, spending most of her days in this small room.
Although she was a prisoner of the Outer Heaven, she wasn't physically abused much; in fact,
it was much easier than when Tang An controlled her. The only thing that tormented her was the regret and guilt she felt towards her junior sisters,
and the unknown fate of the child in her womb.
Thus, the recurring nightmares were an invisible shackle, and tonight was no exception.
Footsteps sounded outside the corridor, approaching the inner chamber. Yang Mingxue thought, "It's that lecherous thief Mu Zangchun again!"
Just as she felt a surge of disgust, she suddenly realized something was amiss. "No, this person's footsteps are heavier,
their martial arts are inferior to Mu Zangchun's… I haven't heard such footsteps since I arrived. Who is this?"
She immediately sat up, lifted the curtain, and listened intently.
The answer was quickly revealed. The visitor pushed open the door, his gaze immediately settling on Yang Mingxue's face, and he smiled, "
Sister , long time no see!"
"Tang An..."
Yang Mingxue was slightly taken aback, her eyes flashing with hostility again, and her body tensed up abruptly. Tang An stepped into the room and laughed,
"It seems Brother Mu hasn't been keeping you in check. Half a year has passed, and you don't seem to have become any more obedient. So you haven't forgotten
your duties as the master of Ruyu Peak?"
Yang Mingxue's expression shifted, she bit her lip and glared at him fiercely, her hatred intensifying, yet tinged with a hint of fear.
"What are you doing here, abandoning Alan? You've got everything you wanted, and you're still colluding with the Outer
Heaven ?"
Yang Mingxue glared and scolded, but Tang An remained nonchalant, laughing, "Good sister, don't say that. You don't
know how worried Alan was about you after the incident at Ruyu Peak. She found all four senior sisters, but she couldn't see you
. I told her that you were recuperating at my friend's place, so there was no need to worry, but she still wouldn't let it go." "My heart..."
Yang Mingxue heard the crucial point and hurriedly said, "Wait! My... my junior sisters, are they all safe?"
Tang An smiled wickedly and said, "Of course they're safe, I... rescued them all. Now they're just
as safe and sound as you, sister, and they're all being taken care of."
Yang Mingxue felt a pang of pain in her heart, knowing that her junior sisters must have been coerced into becoming
the lecherous man's captives after Yan Lan confirmed that they were "safe and sound. "
Tang An continued, "It's not just Alan who misses you; I miss our child too. You're
due soon, so… I brought Alan to see you."
He then smiled towards the door, "Alan, come in and see your senior sister's big belly!"
A sweet voice immediately rang out from outside, "Okay, I… I'll come in!"
Yang Mingxue was terribly startled. She hurriedly pulled the quilt over herself, crying out, "No…
Tang An , you… you, Alan, you can't come in…"
However, the girl who entered the room was not Yan Lan. The newcomer wore a blue Taoist robe, her figure light and graceful, like a fairy
descended Yet, it was a familiar face—Li Ningzhen, the only daughter of the abbot of Taixia Temple.
Yang Mingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was also greatly puzzled by Li Ningzhen's appearance. She whispered,
"Miss Li... why are you here?"
Li Ningzhen smiled and said softly, "I came to see you, sister. Sister Mingxue,
you know how much I've admired you."
Hearing her gentle tone, Yang Mingxue felt extremely uncomfortable for some reason and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Tang An laughed, "Surprised? Haha, I did bring Alan here, but I left her
elsewhere. If she really came and saw Senior Sister pregnant..."
Yang Mingxue hurriedly said, "No, you can't!"
Tang An laughed, "It's not easy to bring her to the outer cave's branch altar. Anyway! Sister Yang,
I've come to take you away today."
Yang Mingxue was stunned, "Take...take me away?"
Tang An said, "That's right. Brother Mu told me you're due to give birth in the next few days, so I came specifically to see our
baby born... But do you think Mu Zangchun will let you raise the child here?"
Yang Mingxue gritted her teeth and said, "Of course not... Just say what you want to say! You want to take the child away." "Is
n't that right ?"
Tang An smiled and said, "Of course. The name of Ruyu Peak hasn't disappeared from the martial arts world yet. As the master of
Ruyu Peak to raise a child for no reason, who knows how the rumors would spread. Alan and I are already married,
so it's different. We'll adopt the child and then take you away. You can come and see the child anytime, wouldn't that be better?"
Yang Mingxue hesitated, then said, "What if I don't agree?"
Tang An burst out laughing, "I'm afraid you won't have a choice. Sister Yang, if you keep the child,
Mu Cangchun will definitely take it and turn it into a lewd fetus. Ningzhen, show her."
Li Ningzhen smiled shyly and said softly, "Sister Mingxue, look!"
As she spoke, she gently lifted the long skirt under her Taoist robe.
Yang Mingxue was so surprised that she couldn't speak when she saw it.
Her slender legs were exquisitely beautiful, perfectly matching her pure and delicate appearance. Unusually,
a fleshy, protruding object, over half a foot long, suddenly protruded from between the girl's legs. Its tip was mushroom-shaped, while the other end was deeply embedded
in Li Ningzhen's tender, red vulva, fitting perfectly against the soft flesh. Judging from its appearance alone, it looked exactly like
a male penis. If it weren't for the fact that the base of the object was so close to Li Ningzhen's engorged clitoris, Yang Mingxue would almost
have thought it was a real male penis. Strangely, the object seemed to have muscular elasticity, definitely not an ordinary sex toy
. The tip of the glans even had a small slit, from which milky white fluid dripped continuously, like a man ejaculating.
"Miss Li...Miss Li, what is this...?"
"Ah, isn't it fun? This is my baby..."
Li Ningzhen shyly touched the dildo between her legs, her face flushed, and she said in a trembling voice, "Ah, it's really
great... Sister Mingxue, do you still remember? I... I tried to save you back then, but I got caught...
and then, and then they turned me into this... Now, I, I down there... if there's nothing inserted,
I feel so sad, so sad... so they put this on me, the part inside is longer than the outside
, and... there are a lot of little bumps, it's hard to pull it out..."
Yang Mingxue saw her Her breathing quickened, her expression became dazed, and her suspicions grew. She whispered, "Miss Li..."
Li Ningzhen took a breath, her eyes filled with boundless joy, and continued, "If... if I had this,
I could be like a man too... Sister Mingxue, look... doesn't something leak out from the front? That's
really semen, because I do it with a bunch of men every day, so a lot of it accumulates down there, all mixed
together, I don't even know which is whose... If... if I get very excited, it will
spurt out from this thing..."
As she said this, Li Ningzhen suddenly stared intently at her. Yang Mingxue shuddered and said, "Don't...don't say anymore
."
Li Ningzhen narrowed her eyes and said softly, "Sister Mingxue, you're the one who should listen. I became
like this because of you, and yet you...you won't even come to help me. You've only been with two men, but I...I've been with
hundreds, thousands...I don't even know. It's been more than half a year, at least ten every day..." "
Enough!"
Yang Mingxue shouted angrily, "Miss Li, I...I really couldn't save you back then! But I
said I couldn't escape myself either...What are you trying to do by telling me all this?"
Li Ningzhen's face darkened, but a smile of barely suppressed excitement appeared on her lips as she said gently, "That's right... "
"You have to think about the child... Besides, the master is quite gentle with you, but he's just very wicked... Hmm,
you're really much luckier than me. So... I want to join you too."
Saying this, he untied his Taoist robe, walked naked towards Yang Mingxue, the fake penis between his legs slightly erect, trembling
as it approached.
"Wait... Miss Li, you..."
Yang Mingxue suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly shrank to the corner of the bed, saying urgently, "You, you should put your clothes on quickly..."
Li Ningzhen laughed, "I don't want to. Sister Mingxue, you guessed it, didn't you? Yes, that's right, I also want to...
rape you. Oh dear, how embarrassing... I still don't dare to say anything too crude. Anyway, I'm going to do it with you,
maybe my skills are better than yours now..."
Yang Mingxue said urgently, "Don't talk nonsense, you... you're a young lady..."
In a fleeting glance, Li Ningzhen's dildo came into view, and she was immediately speechless. Li Ningzhen opened her large, watery
eyes and said softly with a smile, "Yes, I am a young lady, but I have this."
As she spoke, she reached out and pulled at the brocade quilt, laughing, "Sister Mingxue, here I come!"
"Ah, no..."
Yang Mingxue struggled fiercely, but Li Ningzhen was full of energy and her martial arts skills were as good as ever. How could she compete with her at this moment?
Li Ningzhen lifted the quilt, took off Yang Mingxue's thin, almost invisible nightgown, and turned around to laugh, "Master, look,
I've stripped Sister Mingxue naked!"
"Waaah, waaah," Yang Mingxue was extremely ashamed. When she saw Tang An's mocking gaze, she felt even more embarrassed.
Yang Mingxue was already strikingly beautiful, and her long years of martial arts training had sculpted her into a curvaceous figure with full,
firm , bouncy buttocks, and a snow-white body that was both supple and boneless, yet possessed immense strength—all of which could
ignite a man's desire to conquer her. This was why Tang An was willing to take the risk to kiss her.
However, Yang Mingxue is now pregnant and nearing her due date. Her once slender waist is now swollen with a round belly, and
her breasts are fuller and swollen, as if they are already brimming with milk. Her nipples and the areolas around them have become darker and more intense,
the color of ripe peaches, completely different from her pink and tender appearance when she was a virgin. She possesses a strange and alluring charm. If one
did not see it with their own eyes, who could believe that this shy and seductive pregnant woman is the famous and chaste
heroine Yang Mingxue?
Li Ningzhen reached out and touched Yang Mingxue's belly, her expression unusually charming. She softly chuckled, "Sister Mingxue,
is this the seed my master planted? You're really amazing! I've been with so many men, and I've never gotten pregnant..."
Yang Mingxue trembled, her face burning with shame. She stammered, "Enough... Miss Li, please don't do this.
You are the daughter of Abbot Li of Taixia Temple, how can you..." Li Ningzhen pressed her finger to Yang Mingxue's lips, chuckling softly.
"Taixia Temple is long gone. Besides, aren't you also the master of Ruyu Peak? Aren't you waiting here to give birth?"
Yang Mingxue was immediately embarrassed and stammered, "This, I..."
Just then, Tang An had also taken off his clothes and lay down on the bed, laughing, "Good sister, don't be
shy . Ningzhen, bring her over."
Li Ningzhen scolded, "Master, why are you going to beat me to it again?"
Tang An laughed and said, "Don't say anything more, I'll make it up to you later."
Li Ningzhen's eyes flickered, and with a smile, she pulled and tugged at Yang Mingxue, forcing her to straddle Tang An's waist,
and her heavy belly was lowered onto Tang An's abdomen.
"Ugh..."
Yang Mingxue endured the penetration of the penis, moaning and trembling. Mu Zangchun hadn't
raped her for over a month, and with her pregnancy progressing, her vulva was swollen, making it difficult for Tang An's penis to penetrate. It seemed much tighter than before,
and the friction against her vaginal walls was exceptionally intense, almost causing her to cry out several times.
Tang An also sensed Yang Mingxue's intense reaction from her lower body, and immediately slapped her thigh, laughing, "Good sister,
you're as lewd as ever! Come on, let's move around a bit!"
Yang Mingxue had also done this woman-on-top, candle-pouring position before, but to her it was tantamount to being forced to submit and
flatter , extremely humiliating. However, now that she was pregnant, this position was her initiative, and it best protected the child. She remained
silent and shy, slowly swaying her waist, skillfully rubbing against him. Her breasts, even fuller than before her pregnancy,
swayed wildly, like two ripe fruits, occasionally splattering with drops of fragrant sweat. When Yang Mingxue
bent over slightly, her swaying breasts would touch her swollen belly, making a soft slapping sound.
Tang An laughed, "Spectacular, spectacular! Good sister, before, you only looked like two big breasts, but now
you have three big orbs, truly amazing!"
Yang Mingxue pursed her lips shyly and glared at him fiercely. Tang An raised an eyebrow and said, "Ningzhen, serve your
sister Mingxue well!"
Before Yang Mingxue could understand, Li Ningzhen hugged her from behind. She chuckled softly, "Sister,
I'm coming!"
Her voice was incredibly charming, yet filled with an indescribable joy. In response,
a firm, erect sex toy pressed against the crevice of her ample buttocks, quickly aiming at her anus.
"Wait... Miss Li, no!"
Yang Mingxue panicked, desperately trying to stop her, but Li Ningzhen's breasts were pressed tightly against her back, and her legs
were against her buttocks, leaving her no room to resist. The sex toy was thrust into her anus. The combined attack from both sides
, along with the heavy pressure of the fetus in her womb, caused Yang Mingxue to feel an unusual tightness in her lower body. She cried out repeatedly, "Ah,
ah... no, this... this is too much... I can't take it... God!"
With a "plop," a small stream of urine gushed out from between Yang Mingxue's legs, then dripped down Tang An's penis
. Yang Mingxue's eyes glazed over for a moment, and the force of her hip movements suddenly became strong, each movement extremely heavy,
as if a belt suspending her body had suddenly snapped, causing her to lose control.
Li Ningzhen continued to thrust, reaching deep into her anus. Her face flushed with desire, she gasped excitedly, "Mingxue
... Sister... You're so tight, so good, so good... Ah, I hate it, I'm about to leak... But don't worry,
sister , I'm not like those men... This thing of mine will never go soft, so I can keep shooting,
keep shooting, until I've ejaculated all the semen I've stored up..."
As she spoke, the tip of the vibrator violently gushed out thick semen, mixed with countless men's sperm, releasing wave after wave of semen
with the rhythm of Li Ningzhen's vaginal contractions.
Yang Mingxue's mind was in complete disarray. Her lower body was a mess from being penetrated by the two men, the intense stimulation
forcing out both vaginal fluid and urine, which trickled across the bed. At this moment, she could only gasp for breath
; her full body radiated a rich, vibrant color, her skin glistening with sweat, and her round, beautiful breasts swollen as if about to burst.
The toy split open, swaying and hitting the pregnant belly with a wet, slapping sound each time.
Tang An breathed slightly and praised, "Good sister, I didn't expect you to be even more wanton than before after half a year!
Being so wanton while pregnant, I think you're the real slut!"
"Mmm," Yang Mingxue let out a shy, sticky moan, her face full of ecstasy. Li Ningzhen gasped,
"That's right, that's right, Sister Mingxue... ahh, why is it getting tighter and tighter, so annoying... I'm being penetrated...
so deep..."
It turned out that the sex toy had a special structure; when squeezed on the outside, the part inserted into Li Ningzhen's body would
stretch and burrow, probably giving Li Ningzhen even more stimulation than she had given Yang Mingxue. Tang An was also aroused by Yang Mingxue's
unusually vaginal opening. He gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed her breasts hanging in front of her chest,
kneading them hard, and said with a wicked smile, "These breasts are so swollen, why don't they squirt out some milk?"
But when he squeezed them, Yang Mingxue's body trembled violently, and with a "hiss," both nipples
shot out , which landed squarely on his face. Yang Mingxue gasped heavily, her voice trembling, "No...don't
..."
Tang An paused for a moment, licked the milk from his lips, then came to his senses and laughed loudly, "Good, that's more like it!" He
squeezed her breasts roughly, forcing Yang Mingxue to moan. Although the milk no longer gushed out violently, it
still flowed down her breasts in gushes, staining her round belly with a white, cloudy stain and filling the air with the scent of milk.
Tang An became increasingly excited, and without realizing it, he thrust his hips repeatedly. Seeing Yang Mingxue's wanton state, the
stimulation to his penis had already exceeded its limit. Finally, with the impact of a burst of milk, he erupted,
ejaculating his semen into . Yang Mingxue trembled all over, but her lust had not subsided, because Li
Ningzhen was still desperately expressing her admiration for Yang Mingxue, continuously pouring the stranger's semen into her anus
...
Yang Mingxue was in a daze, and it was not for a long time before she regained consciousness. The person holding her on the bed was Li Ningzhen,
and a small part of the sex toy was inserted into her vagina. It seemed that her abdomen was obstructing the penetration from the front, so it was just a token effort
. The bed surface was covered with a large pool of semen. Li Ningzhen was covered in sweat, and streams of semen dripped from her chest.
It seemed that Tang An had also indulged in lust on her.
Li Ningzhen said softly, "Sister Mingxue, you're awake? Are you alright?"
Yang Mingxue, recalling what had happened, turned her face away slightly in embarrassment and whispered, "I'm...I'm alright. Where's Tang An?"
Li Ningzhen said, "He went back to the inn first. Miss Yan stayed there to wait for news. He lied to Miss Yan, saying that you
were rescued by his friend when you were attacked at Ruyu Peak, but he didn't know where you were hiding, so he searched around
to see if he could find out."
Yang Mingxue said, "So, this place...isn't far from Ruyu Peak?"
Li Ningzhen smiled bitterly, "Don't you know where this is? This is a branch of the Outer Heaven, right at the foot of Ruyu
Peak . It was set up specifically to deal with you."
Yang Mingxue was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The enemy..." " So close, yet I was completely unaware... It seems I deserve this
fate."
Li Ningzhen gently advised, "Sister, don't think like that. The Outer Heaven is so powerful and treacherous;
even with utmost caution, it's difficult to guard against. The most important thing now is to find a way to escape this place and save your child."
As she spoke, her face flushed with shame, and she whispered, "What is this 'sexual pregnancy'? You...you saw it too. I
can't take it anymore , I...I want men, and I want women. I can't stand anything except the taste of semen, so
when I eat, I often...use this thing to soak men's semen in my wine and food so I can
eat ."
Yang Mingxue's body trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Li Ningzhen smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Mingxue, I don't hate you. This is my fate. I was
harmed by Mu Zangchun, but this is only a 'postnatal fetus.' I've heard that a 'congenital fetus' is
formed . I don't know the details, but... I'm afraid it will be even worse than mine."
Yang Mingxue said in a low voice, "I know, but I've been captured by Mu Zangchun for so long, and I've been forced to take
many pills during this time. I'm afraid it's too late..."
Li Ningzhen said, "No, when I came here with Master... sigh, I heard him
talking Mu Zangchun said that this congenital fetus is formed in the womb..." " At the time of birth, the mother must be in... well, extremely
excited ... just like... like you just now. So, it's not too
late until the child is born."
Yang Mingxue was slightly taken aback and said, "But I've heard that childbirth is incredibly painful, how...
how can I be excited?"
Li Ningzhen said, "Perhaps the drugs you took have their effect, or perhaps Mu Zangchun will be there and use some
lewd methods, I can't guess. In any case, we have to find a way to make Mu Zangchun miss your delivery time.
You also have to be careful then, so that nothing goes wrong with your body." " Even if all this is useless, we can't give
the child to him."
Yang Mingxue's expression tightened, and she whispered, "It's my child, of course I can't give it to him!"
Li Ningzhen smiled and said, "That's right."
She slowly got up, pulled the dildo out of Yang Mingxue's body, wiped away the stickiness on it, and whispered, "
If it's a boy, then so be it... I really don't want to see another girl in the world like me. Sister Mingxue,
you don't want that either?"
Yang Mingxue said, "Of course."
Li Ningzhen nodded gently and said, "In that case... I suggest you accept Tang An's suggestion."
Yang Mingxue straightened up, angrily saying, "Wait, why? He... he wants to take my child away,
clearly to use it as blackmail!"
Li Ningzhen turned her head and said, "So what? We've all been... ruined by him. Rather than going along with
that devil Mu Zangchun's wishes, it's better to stay with Tang An. At least he's good to Miss Yan, so it's not like..."
Yang Mingxue waved her hand, angrily saying, "Absolutely not! He and Mu Zangchun are already in cahoots, wouldn't it be the same
if we handed him? I... ah!"
Suddenly, Yang Mingxue's words were cut off, replaced by a startled groan. Li Ningzhen was taken aback and
said, "Sister Mingxue?"
Yang Mingxue's lips were tightly pressed together, cold sweat slightly on her forehead, and she reached out to hold her naked belly, unable to speak for a moment.
Pain. An unprecedented, unparalleled pain. Originating in the uterus and spreading throughout the body, the fetal movements in the womb were clearly perceptible.
All living beings are born from this path, regardless of social status or gender, arriving in the mortal world from a single drop of essence and blood.
"Sister Mingxue, you...you wouldn't..."
"The child...is about to be born..."
Yang Mingxue gritted her teeth, her expression somewhat hazy. She leaned back against the wall, breathing heavily. Li
Ningzhen's heart tightened, and she said in a trembling voice, "Sister, bear with it, I'll find someone." Then, remembering her own situation, she composed
herself and whispered, "I'll help you here. Sister, relax, just like you normally breathe...
"
"Ah...ah ah, um."
Yang Mingxue groaned intermittently, shaking her head repeatedly. As she gasped for breath, she uttered the next sentence, which she
herself could barely hear: "It's okay, this feels... ah, so comfortable..."
Tang Anzhi walked triumphantly towards the Li River bank, gazing at the inn where he had stayed in the distance, thinking to himself:
"Ningzhen is already very obedient, and given her hatred for Mu Zangchun turning her into a virgin fetus, she'll definitely persuade Yang Mingxue to comply with my
wishes. Once she gives birth, I can legitimately take her back to Hangzhou. Ningzhen can
pretend from the roadside, and if I suggest adoption, Alan is too soft-hearted and will definitely agree. This way, everything will be seamless,
and I won't have to worry about Mu Zangchun's feelings anymore. What Huawai Dongtian plans is no longer my concern."
Thinking this, Tang An felt even more relaxed and quickened his pace towards the inn.
From the very beginning, Tang An disliked Mu Zangchun.
Tang An wasn't a member of Huawai Dongtian. He and Yanlan were in love and came to Ruyu Peak together, originally intending
only to persuade her senior sisters to let them be together.
Until he met Yang Mingxue, Yanlan's senior sister.
He secretly peeked at her emerging from the bath, watching the water glide over her full yet firm breasts and groin; her mature
and elegant figure was simply exquisite. Tang An immediately ejaculated a thick pool of semen onto her naked body, almost
forgetting to clean his pants before going to see Yanlan.
He was deeply in love with Yanlan, but his desire for Yang Mingxue's beautiful body was no less intense, albeit
purely wicked. So he sought out Chun Gongzi, an old acquaintance of his senior brother, a figure that no lecherous scoundrel could afford to be unfamiliar with.
The two devised a scheme to make Yang Mingxue, shy and hesitant, yet fully conscious, allow Tang An to have his way with her in both her front and back yards.
However, Tang An's plan took an unexpected turn. Young Master Chun gave Yang Mingxue the "Fairy's Falling Blood Pill,"
an aphrodisiac that aroused her lust and made her even more wanton. After the effects of the drug wore off, she couldn't remember what had happened during her dazed and wanton state, so that Tang An could
return to the mountain with Yang Mingxue and prevent her from discovering that she had been raped. However, Yang Mingxue's internal energy was so refined that it significantly weakened the effects of the drug
. She regained consciousness while the two men were fondling her naked
body
, and was filled with shame and anger. She angrily berated Tang An: "Tang An, you...you are too despicable! You used such vile methods, you are worse than a beast!" Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, Tang An decided to go all out. He caressed Yang Mingxue's smooth breasts and laughed nonchalantly
: "I was never from a respectable background, so just consider it as following my master's teachings!"
Afterwards, Young Master Chun helped him suppress Yang Mingxue, allowing him to rape her at will until she became pregnant...
During this time, Tang An learned that Young Master Chun was the leader of a branch of the "Outer Heaven" sect, named Mu Cangchun, which
also revealed his false identity as a cover. At the same time, he also began to re-evaluate his "partner" with him
. "Huawai Cave is the number one evil sect in the martial arts world. With your power, why do you need to use me to play with
Yang Da Xia Nu of Ruyu Peak? I'm afraid you can rape her by yourself."
One day, Tang An tested Mu Zangchun with this question. Mu Zangchun clicked his tongue a few times, then smiled mysteriously, "It's not difficult to play with
Yang Mingxue alone, but to get the whole Ruyu Peak, that will take some effort. I don't have time
to waste all day with her alone. Since you've taken a liking to her, I'll naturally grant your wish as a friend. I'll
tell you which of the girls on Ruyu Peak is worth penetrating after I've played with all of them."
Tang An laughed, "As long as you don't touch Alan, you can go and play with the other girls on Ruyu Peak. I do
n't beat Yang Mingxue's beauty."
He didn't expect that Mu Zangchun would actually choose Ruyu Peak later. Although Fang Yingyue, Ye Yunxiu, and the others weren't as
stunning as Yang Mingxue, they were all naturally beautiful women. The pleasure of having sex with the four heroines one by one was, needless to say, indescribable.
At that time, Tang An was living in Hangzhou with Yan Lan, while Yang Mingxue was far away in Guilin. Apart from enjoying his wife's company, he
could only secretly rape Li Ningzhen, whom he had imprisoned nearby, and couldn't help but envy Mu Zangchun. However, he did not intend to take
advantage of the four female warriors, lest Yan Lan find out and things get complicated. He only planned to use Mu Zangchun to appease Yan
Lan after he had subdued them, so that she would be at ease about the whereabouts of her senior sisters.
"But, I don't know what happened to Senior Sister Yang? I really can't rest easy if I can't find Senior Sister Yang..."
Tang An couldn't resist his wife's pleading, so after devising a plan, he had no choice but to take her back to Guilin. Li Ningzhen was also ordered to
secretly follow. He left Yanlan at the inn, claiming he was going to visit Yang Mingxue's whereabouts, but instead went to
the branch altar of Huawai Dongtian to have his way with Yang Mingxue, while simultaneously carrying out his plan. Once Yang Mingxue gave birth, he
wouldn't have worry about Yanlan seeing her pregnant, and could live openly in Hangzhou, seeking her out for his pleasure at any time—
wouldn't that be wonderful?
As for his cooperation with Mu Zangchun, it could also come to an end. Befriending such a cult leader
was not a long-term solution, after all, this man was an enemy of the righteous path, and if any of his evil deeds implicated him, the consequences would
be dire .
Thinking this, Tang An stepped into the inn and went upstairs. Before he even reached his room, he
heard very familiar, seductive voice.
"Ah-ha, ah-ha, um-ha... again... come in again... ah, husband, you're naughty... oh..."
Tang An froze instantly. It was Yan Lan's voice, but... he could tell she wasn't masturbating. She
only called him "husband" during marital banter or when she was extremely aroused, but he wasn't in the room.
Yan Lan's soft moans continued: "Husband, husband... ah, it's coming, I'm coming..."
A flirtatious male voice quietly rang out, chuckling softly, "You're my wife, but I'm not your husband.
You little slut, I'm raping you. Look how happy you are, so wanton..."
Yan Lan's voice held a hint of shyness, her soft moans: "Mmm, mmm... I hate it, husband, you're laughing at me
... I won't stand it, ah... mmm, mmm!"
It was Yan Lan's sweet, cloying voice when she was lost in thought. Tang An felt his blood boil, but not from excitement. He
angrily rushed to the door, about to slam it open, but suddenly withdrew his hand, bit his lip hard, and lowered
his hand. Then, he gently opened the door.
Yan Lan lay limply on the floor, her clothes disheveled, her face still flushed, as if she were still immersed in
the afterglow Her expression was both hazy and satisfied, her delicate body trembling slightly with blissful breaths. Her exposed breasts and
genitals were damp with sweat and thick white fluid, and more semen
flowed , glistening with the nectar of her wanton body.
The windowpane opposite the door swayed slightly, then stopped; there was no one else in the room. Tang An silently
crouched down and whispered, "Alan!"
Yan Lan, dazed, stretched out her arms in an extremely alluring manner, giggling sweetly, "Husband, one more time
... I want more, please..."
Her unusually delicate breathing was a sign that she had taken the "Fairy's Blood-Dropping Pill."
Tang An was filled with anger, but had nowhere to vent it. He simply gently picked up Yan Lan, took out the handkerchief from her arms, and wiped
the stains from her fair skin. Yan Lan still softly tempted him, "Husband, hurry... like before, one more
time..."
Tang An gently patted her shoulder and said softly, "Okay, okay, but it will be a little later. Husband... has some things to
take care of ."
His other hand gripped the scabbard at his waist, making it clang, colder than ice.
Mu Zangchun flicked his crane-feather cloak, a gust of wind seemingly sweeping him into the secret path of the stone forest beneath Ruyu Peak.
The hidden grotto-heaven was secretly set up as a branch altar amidst the surrounding stone peaks, never exposed to the light, and impossible to find without a guide. A year
ago , even Mu Zangchun couldn't find this place until he took control
of it after capturing Yang Mingxue, the master of Ruyu Peak, exchanging territory with the original altar master.
Recalling the taste of having drugged Yan Lan, Mu Zangchun couldn't hide his smugness.
Countless people in the martial world were fond of using drugs, but few were as proficient as him. Only by precisely controlling the potency of the drugs could one create
various miraculous effects: bewitching, aphrodisiac, muscle relaxant, bone-eroding. Whether targeting the mind or the body, he had unique
insights : the purpose of drugging was not to subdue the woman, but to preserve his own life. Even when raping
a weak woman who couldn't even restrain herself, feeding her a love potion was a step he never omitted.
"Being attacked during intercourse severely damages one's vital energy! If you want to sleep with more beauties in your lifetime, you must be absolutely careful and
never give the woman under your crotch a chance to fight back."
This was what Mu Zangchun once said to Tang An, with a hint of boasting.
He had never failed in drugging. Back then, he deliberately reduced the dosage of the "Fairy's Falling Blood Pill" so that Yang Mingxue
would discover Tang An's conspiracy. As he expected, Tang An had to rely on him to subdue Yang Mingxue, and he quickly lured
Tang An to become an inside agent in Ruyu Peak. The "Drunken Dream Frost" technique used to capture Li Ningzhen was
a brilliant weapon against martial arts masters. Li Ningzhen, after merely taking a bath, was rendered weak and limp by the drug in the water,
easily into a lustful fetus. When capturing the female warriors of Ruyu Peak, the sleeping smoke secretly placed throughout the summit was enough to intoxicate
Yang Mingxue's four junior sisters, making their capture effortless. This time, against Yan Lan, two Fairy Blood-Dropping Pills were used
to ensure she wouldn't remember anything after regaining consciousness…
The only miscalculation was that Tang An returned too quickly. Mu Zangchun knew he hadn't been seen, but Tang An
wouldn't unaware. Despite this, he remained unconcerned. Anyway, Tang An's martial arts skills were far inferior to his own,
and he had to maintain a gentlemanly facade in front of Yan Lan, so he wouldn't dare risk offending him by having his crimes exposed.
The more Mu Zangchun thought about it,
the more smug he became. He couldn't help but wipe his lips, his smile wide and upturned. He thought to himself, "I've managed to get my hands on all six of the heroines of Ruyu Peak. I'm afraid no one in the sect can match this achievement. Now I'm just waiting for Yang Mingxue to give birth
. If I can successfully cultivate a congenital erotic fetus, after a few years when she's grown up, it will be time for us to have sex..."
That was the darkest and most lewd secret of the "Outer Heaven." The more Mu Zangchun thought about it, the more overjoyed he became, his face contorted with
pleasure ... until he entered the secret gate of the branch altar and smelled an extremely seductive and strong body fragrance
.
"Not good!"
Mu Zangchun's expression changed drastically. He rushed to the inner room, but the two subordinates who were supposed to guard the door
were nowhere be seen. As soon as he entered, he saw Yang Mingxue lying on the bed, her eyes glazed over. Her water had broken, and
the clear water on the floor was stained with a few drops of crimson. Although she was about to give birth, her face showed a mixture of pain and pleasure,
as if she were enjoying the intense pain from her womb. On the other hand, Li Ningzhen, who was standing to the side, looked extremely anxious. When she saw Mu Zangchun arrive,
her face turned even paler.
Seeing the two women completely naked and the bed in disarray, Mu Zangchun immediately understood: "Tang An brought this little
slut here to enjoy herself, and she didn't know any restraint, forcing the child to be born prematurely. If I hadn't rushed back in time, almost all
the efforts of the past six months would have been wasted!"
Relieved, a sly smile appeared on his face as he stepped forward. Li Ningzhen hurriedly blocked his way, trembling,
"You...you mustn't touch Sister Mingxue..."
Mu Zangchun's eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered, "Get out of my way!"
He shoved Li Ningzhen aside and reached for Yang Mingxue's genitals. Yang Mingxue's
fetal breathing had been disturbed by the previous absurd intercourse, causing her to go into labor several days early. The fetus had sunk to the bottom of her abdomen, and her vulva was gradually dilating; she was not far from delivery.
Unusually, Yang Mingxue's vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid, her swollen clitoris resembling a cherry, and her stretched-open
vaginal opening looked less like it was waiting for a child to be born and more like it was being penetrated by an invisible giant rod. Her lewd appearance was almost
unlike that of a mother waiting to give birth. Mu Zangchun stroked her wet genitals, seemingly quite satisfied,
and chuckled , "As expected of the head disciple of Ruyu Peak, your physique is extraordinary. I used so many miraculous
formulas to concentrate lust on you, and now the effects are all showing."
Although Yang Mingxue was suffering from both strange pleasure and pain, her mind was unusually clear. Upon hearing this,
she could only try to move her body, gritting her teeth and cursing, "Shameless... traitor... what do you want?"
Mu Zangchun laughed, "What do you want? You know what I want? Look at your lustful appearance, naturally
someone needs to comfort you. This is your last time to enjoy yourself! I guarantee you will be truly ecstatic, and never forget it until death."
Before his words were even finished, Mu Zangchun had already unbuckled his belt and pulled out his bulging, engorged penis.
The followers of "The Outer Heaven" were not only lewd and evil, but were a group of inhuman madmen. Only
then did Yang Mingxue fully realize this, and she cried out in terror and grief, "No! I... I'm about to give birth,
you'll kill my child..."
Once a pregnant woman's water has come out, she is about to give birth, and the slightest improper handling can endanger the lives of both mother and child.
How could she possibly intercourse with a man? Mu Zangchun, however, had a smug look on his face and laughed loudly, "Ignorant woman, where did you think you were?"
Do you know the incredible power of our secret arts? Women always suffer greatly during childbirth. Don't you ever think about how you can
be so fortunate as to find joy amidst suffering? This is all thanks to the secret formulas of our religion. "I used this 'River Chariot Creation Formula'
to establish a furnace within your body, refining the placenta, which has miraculous effects on nourishing the qi and replenishing the blood of the child within you. Now, all that's missing is this one
yang essence medicine, and you can give birth to a strong, healthy, and lively child. And you're blaming me instead?"
At this moment, Yang Mingxue's lower body was intensifying with pain, and the pleasure surged simultaneously. The magnificent phallus that came into view was particularly arousing to
lust. She quickly turned her head away, but still glanced sideways at Mu Cangchun, and muttered, "You would be so kind to my
child? What a blatant lie!"
"I'm telling the truth. Oh, but there's one more thing I haven't said," Mu Zangchun's expression suddenly turned cold, a chilling,
sinister smile appearing on his face. "This bit of yang essence I'm using is merely a catalyst; the true 'River Chariot Creation Formula' has already been integrated into your
lewd and shameless body. If a woman who has received this formula has intercourse during childbirth, the yang essence entering her body will
completely trigger the medicinal effects, causing her yin essence to overflow from her entire body..." The essence of the fetus is transferred to the unborn child, a process known as "transformation." If a boy is born, the child
will only enjoy longevity; if a girl is born, she will receive all the essence of the mother and become a wanton and seductive woman. The strength and weakness of her physical body will depend on the pleasure of intercourse
, and those who indulge in lust can remain forever young. However, regardless of whether a child is a boy or a girl, once a woman who has completed the "River Chariot Elixir" has undergone "transformation
," she will undoubtedly die!
Yang Mingxue's heart trembled, and she finally understood Mu Zangchun's vicious intentions. She did not regret dying at the hands of a cult
member, but she could not tolerate that he wanted to raise her child for life, so that from birth to death she could not escape
the fate of being sexually abused...
Mu Zangchun spread her legs, and his penis went straight into her pregnant vulva, the glans easily embedding itself
into the wide-open flesh. Yang Mingxue screamed in terror, her abdomen suddenly contracting as if the fetus was about to be expelled.
But then, a deadly, malevolent force suddenly appeared, threatening to kill her. A cold, sharp light flashed,
the penetrating penis sliding out, a blade piercing Mu Zangchun's crane-feather cloak, the tip almost touching Yang
Mingxue's breasts. Mu Zangchun whirled around, landing gracefully beside Yang Mingxue, and sneered, "Tang An, are you insane?"
Tang An, who had stealthily infiltrated, missed his target but didn't pursue. He casually tore off the tattered cloak hanging from the sword, his face ashen,
making no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.
"I don't need to tell you what you've done. You broke your promise first, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Sigh, you brat, so easily angered? I advise you to save your temper..."
Mu Zangchun smiled helplessly, casually fastening his belt. His figure suddenly appeared behind Tang An, and he chuckled in a low, sinister voice: "
Arrogance only leads to death!"
Facing a surprise attack from behind, Tang An had no chance to dodge. Mu Zangchun struck his right
shoulder joint , instantly knocking his longsword out of his hand. Tang An managed to dodge a vital point on his back, but still took a heavy blow. His blood
surged and he rolled on the ground. Suddenly, he leaped up like a rabbit, unleashing more than ten rapid attacks with both palms.
Relying on his master's "Netherworld Skill," he spread layers of Yin energy, each palm carrying a bone-chilling cold, every move aimed at killing.
Mu Zangchun calmly parried each attack, his palm force as gentle as a cocoon, without any flaws. This "Spring Silkworm Force"
was something even Yang Mingxue couldn't handle before. She was only struck by Mu Zangchun's palm once, and her whole body went limp. It was truly Yin
and unpredictable , difficult to fathom. If Mu Zangchun's first palm strike hadn't been weak, Tang An would have already been defeated. Now, as the two clashed,
the tide of battle quickly turned in Mu Zangchun's favor. In the blink of an eye, Tang An's palm techniques were being parried and pushed back relentlessly
.
Although Yang Mingxue didn't know why Tang An had suddenly targeted Mu Zangchun, at this moment she only hoped the two would fight for a long time so
she could give birth first, thus thwarting Mu Zangchun's scheme to create a fertilized fetus. The urging from her womb
told her she didn't need to wait long, and the increasingly intense contractions finally overwhelmed the strange pleasure, almost bringing her to tears…
At this critical moment, Tang An was suddenly struck and sent flying, crashing into the corner of the room.
Mu Zangchun stepped forward, gave Tang An a contemptuous smile, as if he didn't even bother to say a word, and suddenly kicked him.
Tang An rolled over and barely dodged, but Mu Zangchun grabbed his throat with a claw, instantly choking him. Mu Zangchun
tightened his grip on his claws and smiled cruelly: "I won't see you off!"
With a "thud," the longsword pierced through his back and through his heart. Mu Zangchun groaned, his eyes bulging, and he
looked down in disbelief. The blood-stained sword tip appeared in his eyes as several figures floated around before suddenly disappearing.
Li Ningzhen trembled as she pulled out the longsword, her eyes filled with hatred but without the slightest hesitation. Tang An, who hadn't used the Taixia Sword
Technique in a long time, still wielded it with practiced ease. His second thrust, unlike the previous silent strike, pierced Mu
Zangchun's body just as smoothly. This time, Mu Zangchun didn't utter a sound, but suddenly coughed up blood.
Tang An pried Mu Zangchun's hand away, then grabbed his throat, coldly laughing, "Why do you think I
didn't retrieve the sword? You're the one who's arrogant, Mu Zangchun!"
With a crack, Mu Zangchun's throat cartilage shattered, and he died instantly. As Tang An released his grip, he slowly collapsed to the ground.
The fatal sword strike came from the hand of Li Ningzhen, whom she had casually pushed aside without a second thought... Ironically
, it was Mu Zangchun's own decision to turn her into a lustful fetus, without diminishing her power, and then present her to Tang An as a gesture of goodwill
.
Li Ningzhen gazed at Mu Zangchun's corpse, catching a glimpse of the naked girl's reflection in the pool of blood, then at the sharp blade in her hand,
a hint of melancholy creeping into her eyes. Tang An remained calm and smiled at her, "Ningzhen, your sword strike came just in time. If
you hadn't come to help me, or if you had stabbed me as well, I would have been courting death!"
Li Ningzhen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, she replied softly as if she were somewhat injured, "No...no. Ningzhen
used Master's sword without permission, and it is Master who should punish me."
As she spoke, she held the sword in both hands, letting the blood flow from it into her palms, and obediently handed it back to Tang An.
Tang An took the sword, and as he walked past Li Ningzhen, he pinched her buttocks and chuckled softly, "Alright. When you get back
, you'd better study the 'Chastity Technique' properly. I'll make you work for three days and three nights straight without rest, not with me."
Ignoring Li Ningzhen's trembling reaction, he went straight to Yang Mingxue's bedside, looked at her complex
expression , and whispered with a wicked smile, "Alright, hurry up and give birth to the child. I'm still waiting to fuck you!"
Knowing that with Mu Zangchun's death, her child had been freed from the misfortune of being a "congenitally illicit child," Yang Mingxue
found it hard to be happy. Falling into Tang An's hands was just returning to the starting point; her and her child's future remained
uncertain... but she had no other choice. The intense pain of her vagina being stretched open left her no time to think.
The pleasurable effects of the "River Chariot Creation Formula" had long since worn off. Yang Mingxue desperately endured the pain of childbirth and finally let out a loud
scream ...
The child was born safely, a baby girl; the first gift she ever received was
the lives of the entire branch of the Huawai Dongtian sect.
News of Mu Zangchun's tragic death and the destruction of the Huawai Dongtian sect spread throughout the martial world, surprising all the righteous heroes, but no
one knew the truth behind it. Tang An knew that the Huawai Dongtian sect was powerful, and if news of his killing of Mu Zangchun were to spread
, the consequences would be dire. Therefore, he kept it a secret from everyone in the martial world, not even Yan Lan.
That day, Yan Lan inexplicably fell into a deep sleep, waking up the next evening. Tang An only said that she had been
drugged by thieves and that he arrived in time, without mentioning Mu Zangchun's actions, so Yan Lan remained unaware of the truth.
"Alright, alright, since it was my own oversight, let's not talk about it anymore. But Tang An..."
Yan Lan changed the subject, pointing to the baby girl in swaddling clothes by the bedside, and asked, "You went to chase after the thief, and you didn't catch him
, fine... but how come you brought back a child?"
Tang An smiled and said, "You shouldn't ask me that, you should ask your Senior Sister Yang."
Yan Lan was overjoyed and almost jumped up from the chair, exclaiming, "You found Senior Sister Yang?
Where is she? Is she safe?"
Tang An said, "Don't worry, Sister Yang is fine. She's nearby right now, and I was just about to take
you there."
Yan Lan was naturally impatient, and the two immediately set off, arriving shortly at the
place where , a small house along the Li River. Yang Mingxue and Yan Lan were reunited after a long separation, their emotions a mix of joy and sorrow. While Yan Lan
was overjoyed, Yang Mingxue's feelings were even more conflicted.
When her junior sister inquired about the past six months, Yang Mingxue, following Tang An's instructions, could only conceal the truth, saying she had
been injured in a battle against a demon from the Outer Heaven and had to hide to recuperate. Seeing Yang Mingxue's weak complexion and
even her forced smile, Yan Lan felt deeply saddened but remained completely unsuspecting. Little did she know that her senior sister
had given birth to her husband's child the day before. "And how did this child come about?" Yan Lan
asked , pointing to the sleeping baby girl beside her, finally getting to the heart of the matter. Yang Mingxue's heart tightened, and she glanced at Tang An, only to see him chime in with a curious look: "Yes, Sister Yang, you haven't told us about the child's origins. Whose child ?" When Tang An returned to the inn to find Yan Lan, he insisted on taking the child with him, which made Yang Mingxue extremely anxious, afraid of revealing her secret, but she couldn't stop him. At this moment, Yan Lan asked this question, clearly indicating that Tang An hadn't told her about the child, but was deliberately letting his junior sister embarrass him. Yang Mingxue felt both ashamed and anxious. Seeing the child's sleeping face, she felt even more heartache, but still suppressed her shame and said in a low voice, "This is... I found it by the river a couple of days ago. It's an abandoned baby. I couldn't just leave it there, so I brought it back." Yan Lan asked in surprise, "Where? Is it around here?" Yang Mingxue stammered for a while, then nodded vaguely, hating Tang An to the core, but she just held it in. Yan Lan picked up the baby girl, gently teasing her little face, and sighed softly, " How could anyone bear to leave such a lovely child in the wilderness? Her parents are too cruel." Tang An said, "Perhaps they have unspeakable difficulties, or perhaps she is an illegitimate child born from an affair, and they dare not raise her." These words made Yang Mingxue feel uneasy and even more ashamed. Yan Lan suddenly asked, "Senior Sister Yang, what are you planning to do?" "Me? I... I want to find a few other junior sisters first, and try to rebuild Ruyu Peak's reputation..." Yang Mingxue began, but Yan Lan gently waved her hand, saying, "No, I mean this child. You can't keep her with you, can you? You are the master of Ruyu Peak, yet you're carrying a child... people will definitely gossip." Yang Mingxue paused, knowing her junior sister was right, but still couldn't help saying, "That's alright, I... I'll raise her as a disciple of Ruyu Peak, isn't that fine?" "There's no need for that," Tang An said. "Sister Yang, rebuilding Ruyu Peak will take a lot of effort. How can you spare the time to take care of ? Why don't Alan and I adopt her? We're already married, so raising a child is perfectly legitimate. Alan, what do you think?" Yan Lan's face immediately lit up with joy, and she smiled, "That's exactly what I was thinking, but I'm afraid you won't agree! Senior Sister Yang, what do you think?" Yang Mingxue's body trembled, and she pursed her lips, remaining silent. Yan Lan asked again, "Senior Sister?" Yang Mingxue had no way to avoid it, so she forced a smile and said, "Alright then... Junior Sister, the child is in your care. You must take good... care of her." There was a slight sob in her voice that was hard for others to detect. In truth, she had no choice at all. This was Tang An's arrangement all along; she was merely following orders. Yan Lansi, oblivious to Yang Mingxue's unease, smiled at the child in her arms, "Good child, did you hear me? From now on, you'll be with us... Hmm, this child hasn't been named yet, has she? What should we name her..." Yang Mingxue looked at her daughter with immense reluctance, her heart aching more and more. It was better for her child to have her junior sister's care than to be left alone in Tang An's hands. Although she herself was still unable to escape her fate of being controlled and threatened, at least her daughter could grow up safely. However, the forced separation of mother and daughter still broke her heart. Entrusting her daughter to her junior sister was perhaps the only solace after this series of misfortunes… Yang Mingxue truly thought this when she saw the junior sister's tender expression towards her daughter. However, she also saw Tang An's chilling smile, which made her feel an unprecedented unease. The long night was not over, and a nightmare still lingered before her. A nightmare. A nightmare. A nightmare. If death was the only way to escape the relentless nightmares, Yang Mingxue could only continue to endure it. Tang An and Yan Lan returned to Hangzhou with her child, and Yang Mingxue seemed to have regained her freedom, but that was not the case. After spirits had recovered, and she couldn't help but go to Hangzhou to visit her daughter. Although she got her wish, Tang An also indulged his lust that night, ejaculating four times while holding her snow-white body. The last time was in the next , leaving Yang Mingxue feeling utterly ashamed. Afterwards, she was so weak in the waist and legs that she collapsed into Tang An's arms after only a few steps. "Don't linger like that. If you want to be fucked again, just say so," Tang An whispered deliberately, kneading her breasts and laughing. "Why don't you stay a few more days next time you come, and I'll find a chance to fuck you all day long." Yang Mingxue was both ashamed and angry, struggling to break free from his embrace. If it weren't for her concern for her daughter, Yang Mingxue would never have willingly offered herself up to Tang An for humiliation... even though she always ended up...

She suffered a deeply shameful end, but to watch her daughter grow up, she still frequently risked coming to her trap. Even when
Ruyu Peak was busy with its affairs, she would still come to stay for a few days every two or three months. It wasn't until her daughter turned one that Yang Mingxue
gradually visited Hangzhou less often, partly because she felt more at ease, and partly because she wanted to properly rebuild Ruyu Peak.
With one altar of Huawai Cave Heaven destroyed, Yang Mingxue, who had been missing for a long time, immediately reappeared in the martial world. Naturally, this led to
speculation , and soon
rumors circulated that after Ruyu Peak was destroyed, the female warriors endured humiliation and hardship, finally turning the tables and destroying the evil cult's branch. However, this "enduring humiliation and hardship" had a hidden meaning for the women. While martial arts figures still treated
Yang Mingxue with respect upon meeting her, they often subtly glanced at her alluring figure, the implication of which
was self-evident.
Besides Yang Mingxue, her four junior sisters received the same treatment, naturally reminding them of their
unbearable ordeal. As a result, Fang Yingyue left without saying goodbye, Qin Yan and Xiao Shao returned home,
leaving only her third junior sister, Ye Yunxiu, silently behind. Although helpless, Yang Mingxue could only try her best to comfort her junior sister. The two recalled several young disciples
, all girls who had escaped the calamity during the mountain's fall, and they continued their lives of cultivating their minds and practicing martial arts.
However, this alone was insufficient to maintain the prestige of Ruyu Peak. Yang Mingxue soon discovered the problem lay within
herself : her martial arts skills had declined.
Since being raped by Tang An, her cultivation of internal energy and swordsmanship has clearly stagnated, which
is bad enough. After becoming pregnant, she pretended to be in seclusion, but in reality, she facilitated Tang An's debauchery, causing her martial arts to deteriorate even more severely. The worst thing is that after being
captured by , she took medicine every day, and the evil properties of the "River Chariot Creation Formula" damaged her true energy. The poison she suffered was extremely profound, and over time,
her qi and blood became weak and turbid. Although the effects of the medicine disappeared after giving birth, the long-term consequences were endless. Now, her internal energy cultivation has
been reduced by more than half, and the power of her swordsmanship has been greatly reduced. If she were to really fight, she might not even be
able to defeat Yan Lan, who had just descended from Ruyu Peak. Without a master to guard it
, how could the all-female Ruyu Peak withstand the covetous eyes of a group of lecherous villains in the martial world?
Yang Mingxue knew the seriousness of this, so after confirming that everything within the sect was settled and that her daughter was safe and sound under Yan Lan's care, she devoted herself to rigorous training, hoping to heal her old ailments and regain her strength as soon as possible. Internal energy cultivation is the result of years of hard work, and cannot be achieved overnight. Knowing that her martial arts skills would be difficult to recover within a few years , Yang Mingxue was extremely cautious when traveling the martial world, daring not to rashly engage in combat, lest others discover that her martial arts had greatly declined and attract the covetous eyes of villains. In contrast, Ye Yunxiu, the junior sister, displayed remarkable martial arts skills. Furthermore, Yang Mingxue highly valued this last surviving member of the sect, personally instructing her in the essence of their unique martial arts. Within two or three years, Ye Yunxiu's skills were on par with her former senior sister. The cult members who had gang-raped the women of Ruyu Peak had all perished during Tang An's massacre, leaving no one in the martial arts world to spread rumors about Ye Yunxiu. Thus, this young heroine rose to prominence , becoming the pillar of Ruyu Peak's reputation. Yang Mingxue, concerned for the greater good of Ruyu Peak, was unconcerned about Ye Yunxiu's growing prowess and even welcomed it, entrusting all affairs of Ruyu Peak to her junior sister. Others assumed Yang Mingxue was urging her junior sister to grow up quickly because of the great calamity that their sect, but they were unaware of her own reasons. If Ye Yunxiu wasn't familiar with sect affairs sooner, who would manage the major and minor matters of Ruyu Peak while she went to visit her daughter and please Tang An? Ye Yunxiu did not disappoint her senior sister's expectations. This gentle and reserved girl was far . Her calm, serene eyes held no trace of gloom, as if the days of imprisonment and torment in the Outer Heaven were all an illusion. Her swordsmanship and reputation quickly earned her the respect of the martial world, just like Yang Mingxue had done years before. As the number of disciples under Ruyu Peak increased daily, Yang and Ye, the two women, were busy teaching them foundation-building skills. Unbeknownst to them, Ruyu Peak gradually regained its former glory. Spring turned to autumn, flowers bloomed and withered, and the unbearable years gradually faded away. The swords of the Ruyu Peak heroines slowly regained their sharpness, radiating brilliance. In the blink of an eye, another seven years passed. Just as dawn broke, the thatched gate on Ruyu Peak opened gently, and a pair of calm steps stepped lightly out of the small hut. Her long robe, white as snow in the dim light, was Yang Mingxue, leaving the mountain alone. Counting the days, her daughter should be ten years old now. During the seven years she was busy reviving the sect's reputation, Yang Mingxue had completely lost contact with Tang An and Yan Lan, and knew nothing about her daughter's situation. Although she had escaped Tang An's humiliation, she had also lost the opportunity to care for her daughter. Whenever she missed her, Yang Mingxue felt immense guilt… Now, Ye Yunxiu was the leading female martial artist in Jiangnan, her reputation surpassing even her own in her youth; her disciples, after years of honing their skills, were gradually showing their talent, all of which gave her peace of mind to leave the mountain. Her purpose in this journey was to bring her daughter back to Ruyu Peak. Yan Lan herself was a disciple of Ruyu Peak, so she shouldn't object to her adopted daughter returning to the main sect to learn martial arts. The only obstacle was Tang An. Yang Mingxue bit her cherry lips lightly, her body unconsciously heating up, and quickened her pace as she ran down the mountain. Tang An was, after all, the child's father, and he was also in a relationship with Yan Lan; she simply couldn't bring herself to kill him. Over the years, she had become more accepting of things, knowing she absolutely couldn't bring herself to kill Tang An. This time, she'd let him take advantage of her one more time, but she was determined to bring her daughter back. Once back at Ruyu Peak, no matter how cunning Tang An was, he wouldn't be able to harm her and her daughter . Her only hope lay in her martial arts, honed over many years… though not yet fully restored. For the past ten years, she had diligently practiced, her swordsmanship far more refined than before, but the damage to her bones and meridians was too deep, and her internal energy was difficult to fully recover. Now, she excelled externally but internally. Although she wasn't good at prolonged combat, and the power of her fists and palms was far less than before, she could still wield a superb swordsmanship. Dealing with internal martial arts masters would be difficult, but she figured Tang An, having indulged in lust for so long, couldn't possibly have any refined . If she could force Tang An to refrain from advancing rashly, rescuing her daughter wouldn't be difficult. However, the journey was fraught with unexpected dangers, far beyond Yang Mingxue's expectations. The biggest problem was that she was traveling alone; countless villains had taken advantage of her along the way, a fact that Yang Mingxue found hard to believe. Ten years of relentless training hadn't restored her internal martial arts skills, but it had maintained her perfectly toned figure, her waist and legs smooth and supple. Even through her dress, her stunningly beautiful young woman's charm was undeniable. At the peak of a woman's allure, how could she not attract attention? On ordinary days, even walking through the bustling streets, Yang Mingxue could feel the gazes drifting from the crowds, and people would occasionally brush against her dress, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Even if Yang Mingxue had lost all her martial arts skills, she wouldn't have failed to notice such blatant lust. Although she could silently avoid it, she couldn't stop others ' gazes from lingering on her, causing her great distress. Upon arriving at the restaurants and teahouses, even more men came to strike up conversations under various pretexts, including many from the martial arts world. Among them...

There were no witty or ambiguous people around, and even when she checked into the inn, some local thugs, taking advantage of their numbers, jokingly
said to her, "Young lady, aren't you lonely staying at an inn all by yourself? Why don't you save some money and stay with us brothers?
You'll still have fun at night, won't you?"
After casually slapping out the teeth of the group of scoundrels, Yang Mingxue followed the waiter to her room, put down her bundle,
and felt sleepy. The waiter, having witnessed her ability to slap people, was intimidated and treated her with utmost respect. Before leaving the room,
Yang Mingxue noticed his furtive glance at her chest. Annoyed, she thought, "It's been years
since I've traveled the world alone, and the world has changed so much! Why are all the men so lecherous?"
That night, she slept fitfully and restlessly. Around midnight, Yang Mingxue suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her chest.
When she awoke, everything was pitch black, as if a black cloth had been drawn over her. In her sudden awakening, she felt her
clothes had been ripped open, and someone was straddling her, their rough hands furtively kneading her
exposed, round breasts. She could even hear their rapid breathing.
Yang Mingxue, filled with shame and anger, had just uttered a curse, "Who goes there!"
and was about to strike with her palm when suddenly the bed shook violently with a "bang." She couldn't lift her hands; they were
bound by ropes to the foot of the bed, all four limbs tied together.
The man who had sneaked into the room seemed startled and quickly jumped off the bed, pinching Yang Mingxue's
thigh before leaving. When Yang Mingxue finally managed to break free of the ropes and remove the black cloth covering her eyes, the room was already empty. Touching
her chest, she saw a thick layer of semen hanging from her ample vulva, with some also smeared on her neck and chin. She could easily picture the
man's face as he used her soft breasts to manipulate his penis, ejaculating with gusto. By the time Yang Mingxue awoke, he was already savoring
the afterglow .
Enraged, Yang Mingxue pulled out a handkerchief, forcing herself to wipe the stains from her body, and then, sword in hand, circled the inn,
finding no one else awake. With no way to investigate, Yang Mingxue could only retreat to her room in despair. She thought to herself that someone had sneaked into her room and
taken liberties with her, yet she hadn't even seen the perpetrator's face. She also thought that the person who blindfolded and bound her had done it clumsily and had
even fled in panic, so he was definitely not a habitual lecherous thief, and might not even know martial arts. As the mistress of Ruyu Peak, she felt utterly ashamed
to have been defiled by such an unknown person. It was a truly humiliating disgrace, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. But recalling that she was completely unaware
of being attacked , she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease: "I never imagined that my internal energy would be so severely damaged, and my senses would be far less sharp than they used to be.
How could I not have noticed someone pouncing on me?"
She thought to herself that this time it was just someone touching her breasts, but if the other person sneaked into the room with the intention of raping her, wouldn't she
lose her virginity again?
That night, Yang Mingxue dared not sleep anymore and sat upright in her room practicing her internal energy until dawn. As she left the inn, she noticed
the waiter from yesterday was much more docile. Although suspicious, she was too ashamed to pursue the matter further, thinking, "Even if it was him,
he probably doesn't know I'm Yang Mingxue from Ruyu Peak, so it won't damage our sect's reputation. Considering he's not a member of the martial arts world
, I'll let him go for now."
From then on, Yang Mingxue was extremely cautious when choosing inns, never falling asleep and always on guard. Despite this, she still encountered many men
trying to take advantage of her along the way. On one occasion, someone even broke into her room, but this time she
forced them out with her sword. Yang Mingxue was utterly annoyed, unable to understand why, despite no longer being a young girl,
she encountered more lecherous men than when she first entered the martial arts world. She never imagined that after enduring prolonged
humiliation lost her pure and noble spirit, but gained an alluring charm. To outsiders,
Yang Mingxue didn't seem like a skilled martial arts heroine at all; she was simply a lonely and alluring young woman, someone anyone could easily
devour. Naturally, lecherous men rushed to her side, hoping to assault her.
Having suffered many entanglements along the way, it was over a month later when she arrived in Hangzhou, in late spring. Yang Mingxue
found Tang An's former residence, but a languid old woman answered the door. When asked about the whereabouts of Tang An's family, the old woman
pointed to the next street and said, "You must be asking about Master Tang's residence. Turn around at this street corner, the one with the tallest gate
is it."
Yang Mingxue thanked the old woman and followed her instructions, walking across the street. What she saw was a grand mansion with high eaves and heavy ridges. The
black lacquered gate with copper rings was tightly closed, and even without seeing the main hall, its grandeur was undeniable. Yang Mingxue hadn't expected Tang An to
build such a deep and spacious mansion. She was stunned for a moment before taking a step closer. Before she could even knock, the two large doors slowly
opened , and one of the maids in green rushed out and whispered, "Master has ordered us to welcome Miss Yang
. He will be back soon, so please wait in the main hall."
Upon seeing this entourage, Yang Mingxue almost thought she had come to the wrong house. However, since the maid addressed her as "Miss Yang,"
it was clear that she had been instructed by Tang An, so there was no mistake. She entered the room with composure, listening to the door slam shut behind her.
She thought to herself, "I haven't been to Hangzhou for seven years. How did Tang An expect me to come at this time? It seems that even though he hasn't
bothered , he hasn't let me off the hook either. He probably has spies planted all along. I have to be careful now."
When Yang Mingxue entered the hall, a servant immediately served her tea. The tea was emerald green and had a rich, fragrant aroma. It was top-quality
Lion Peak Longjing tea. Yang Mingxue did not raise her cup, but asked the young servant, "Is your madam here? I came here to find her,
but I haven't seen you... Master, it's alright."
"Madam went boating on the lake with Layman Tang, and Miss is not here either. If you don't want to wait any longer, why don't you come to my
place for a chat?"
The speaker's voice was clear and tender, like a young girl's, but it was a voice that Yang Mingxue was very familiar with. Yang Mingxue turned around in surprise
and exclaimed, "Miss Li... Miss Li!" The person
who came out from behind the screen was Li Ningzhen, dressed in Taoist robes. Her hair was adorned with a jade hairpin, and her attire of a green robe and black shoes was
just as had been in the past. Her delicate face was still as youthful as ever, her figure was slender, and her steps were light, as if she were still that
beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen. She waved her sleeves to dismiss those around her, her gaze turning back with a bitter smile, and said softly,
"Sister Mingxue, it's been seven years! No, it should be ten years since you last saw me, right?"
Yang Mingxue nodded unconsciously, recalling that in the first three years after her daughter's birth, she indeed hadn't seen Li Ningzhen at the old Tang family home
. At the time, she hadn't thought much of it, after all, to Yanlan, Tang An and Li Ningzhen were truly unrelated; this situation
was rather strange. "Miss Li, why... are you here?"
Li Ningzhen smiled helplessly and said in a low voice, "My master told me to come out, so I came out. Now I am
a tutor hired by the Tang family, responsible for supervising the young lady's daily studies and teaching the master the ways of alchemy and health preservation."
Yang Mingxue was speechless for a long time before saying, "Then, my junior sister Yan... did Alan let you stay here?"
Li Ningzhen smiled and said, "She is very good to me. Your junior sister thinks that I was driven away by her husband on Ruyu Peak back then..."
" She left without saying goodbye, and I couldn't get any reinforcements from you to deal with the Outer Heaven, which led to the destruction of Taixia Temple. I've been holding a grudge ever since
. Now, when I call her 'Lan Meizi,' she calls me 'Sister Li.' It's strange to others!"
Although Yang Mingxue hadn't met her junior sister yet, she imagined she was already a young married woman. Li Ningzhen was only a year older than Yan Lan,
so why did she look so young? This truly puzzled her, and she couldn't possibly be due to the effects of Taoist internal energy cultivation. Li Ningzhen
said in a low voice, "Let's go inside and talk slowly. While the master is away, you can ask as many questions as you like."
Yang Mingxue nodded in agreement and followed her inside.
The Tang Mansion had deep halls and spacious courtyards. The two women passed through several corridors and arrived at a small pavilion in the west wing, which was Li Ningzhen's
usual residence. Yang Mingxue followed her into the study and was immediately greeted by a fragrant aroma. A whisk and a sword hung on the wall, and
curtains and bed curtains were arranged nearby, creating an atmosphere of ethereal beauty, truly reminiscent of a Taoist temple. The fact that Li Ningzhen, a guest here, received such treatment
showed that Tang An's wealth was indeed considerable.
Li Ningzhen sat down on the edge of the bed and beckoned, smiling, "Sister Mingxue, please sit here."
Yang Mingxue hesitated slightly, then sat down beside her, saying, "Even your room is furnished like this;
where acquire such wealth?"
Li Ningzhen smiled and said, "While you were busy teaching at Ruyu Peak, he opened a pawnshop; he has several in
Hangzhou ."
Yang Mingxue said, "Even opening a pawnshop requires capital."
Li Ningzhen's expression darkened slightly. Mo said softly, "He killed his senior brother." The Flower God said, "Jiang Zixiang was never
a good person, you know that... The master took his private property, so he had the capital. He
bought this garden with a down-on-his-luck rich man."
Jiang Zixiang was the lecherous thief who tried to assault Yan Lan back then, but was repelled by Tang An with his life. Although he was
notorious , his martial arts skills were extremely high. Yang Mingxue once wanted to get rid of this villain, but she was not confident of victory. Upon
hearing that he had already been killed, Yang Mingxue was startled and said, "Tang An's martial arts have improved so much that he could kill him?"
Li Ningzhen shook her head and whispered, "No. He took me there, pretending to apologize to his senior brother
and forgive him. Jiang Zixiang didn't know I was... a prostitute... When he came with me, he wasn't paying attention... and
the master succeeded. However, I was the one who struck him first."
Yang Mingxue's brows furrowed, and she immediately felt uneasy. If what Li Ningzhen said was true, Tang An's martial arts progress over the past seven years
might not have been surprising, but his ruthlessness was even greater than before. He killed his senior brother not only for money, but also to resolve
the worries he had sown in his early years. However, what worried her even more was Li Ningzhen.
"You listen to him quite a bit, don't you?"
"Yes."
Li Ningzhen didn't deny it, and said softly, "Sister Mingxue, I'm not like you. You can revive our sect,
but I can't. My body... I don't need to tell you anymore, do I? Look, haven't I
changed much since ten years ago? It's because I've become a virgin. If I have sex with men every day, I might never grow old until I die, and
I'll be played with by men forever. In short... I'm beyond saving. So I have no choice but to obey, because it was my master who defiled me
. If he's willing to have sex with me, it's worth more than several other men..."
"Enough."
Yang Mingxue couldn't bear to listen anymore and interrupted her directly: "I came here today for only one thing, which is to
take my daughter back. We can talk about other things later. Zhen'er... how is she?"
She hadn't called her daughter's name for a long time. She spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly, yet unable to conceal
her concern. Li Ningzhen smiled slightly and said, "You mean our young lady, right? Lan'er dotes on her very much,
I'm afraid she won't let you take her away. Especially since Lan'er hasn't been able to conceive since her miscarriage, she's been even more protective of you, young lady
..."
Yang Mingxue exclaimed in surprise, "Miscarriage? Lan'er... when did that happen?"
Li Ningzhen said, "You don't know? Ah, she probably just didn't mention it. It
happened when Zhen'er was five or six months old, from the time she noticed..." "From pregnancy to miscarriage, it was only a short ten days or so. You didn't come over during that time, and I only
found out afterward. At that time, the master was very gloomy, and Lan was also very heartbroken. After that, she
treated the young lady almost like her own daughter, even closer than before."
Hearing that her junior sister had unfortunately miscarried, Yang Mingxue was naturally saddened, but she was also more worried: In this case,
would Yanlan still agree to let her daughter return to Ruyu Peak with her? If Yanlan couldn't bear to be separated from her daughter,
could she bear to force her daughter to leave? No, whether her daughter was willing to go with her was still a question, and worrying about Yanlan's
thoughts was premature.
Since the situation was more complicated than expected, she should think about the simplest means. Yang Mingxue resolutely stood up and said,
"I have to go."
Li Ningzhen asked in surprise, "Eh, aren't you waiting for the master and the others to return?"
Yang Mingxue shook her head and said, "If I wait for Tang An to return, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. Are they touring West Lake?
I'll go find them directly and take Zhen'er away right now."
"I won't allow it,"
Li Ningzhen gently stopped her, causing Yang Mingxue to look back in astonishment. Li Ningzhen slowly stood up, her delicate hands
gently resting on Yang Mingxue's shoulders. She softly smiled and said, "Sister Mingxue, have you forgotten? Tang An is my master.
He wants me to keep you here, so I can't let you leave."
Yang Mingxue looked at her seriously and said softly, "I never intended to fight you."
Li Ningzhen still smiled easily and said, "It's best not to fight. I don't want to hurt you either. Good
sister , please don't act rashly. You... are definitely no match for me now."
Yang Mingxue gently pushed her hands away and whispered, "That's hard to say."
As soon as she finished speaking, she placed her hand on her sword hilt, poised to strike. Although her internal energy was currently limited,
her swordsmanship was enough to unleash a fierce attack that Li Ningzhen had to dodge in the blink of an eye, ensuring she wouldn't be trapped. However, when
she tried to clench her fists, she immediately realized something was wrong. This had nothing to do with the level of her internal strength; it was purely
an abnormality in her muscles, bones, and skin. Although her fingers could grip the hilt of the sword, she couldn't muster the swiftness and power to draw it and strike. At most, she could only slowly drag
the blade out of its sheath, let alone use it to subdue an enemy. This wasn't weakness, but rather "stagnation"—a
symptom of imbalanced internal energy and obstructed blood flow.
Yang Mingxue glanced at the fragrant bronze beast on the wooden table, and the look in her eyes when she looked back at Li Ning's face was particularly frightening. Li Ningzhen said
softly , "Sister Mingxue, I don't want to hurt you, so I had to borrow some sleeping incense from my master. You must want the antidote,
right? Unfortunately, I've already taken all the ones my master gave me, so there's none left. This 'Evening Lingering Fragrance' specifically steals
a woman's strength, and its effects will wear off in three days. Until then, you'd better stay here obediently..."
With a "whoosh," Yang Mingxue drew her sword from its sheath with her left hand and swiftly flicked her right sleeve, launching the sword into the air
. Although the tip of the sword didn't aim at Li Ningzhen's vital points, its fierce momentum already made her breath catch in her throat. Li Ningzhen quickly rolled up her sleeve, effortlessly deflecting
the sword's attack, and deftly grasped the sword in her hand. Yang Mingxue, however, had already seized the opportunity to dash towards the door. Li Ningzhen casually tossed aside her sword,
dodged to block the doorway, and laughed, "You can't escape!"
Yang Mingxue suddenly raised her palm, unleashing the "Star River Palm," a
unique skill of Yufeng, with palm strikes that flowed like a waterfall, unstoppable in an instant. Li Ningzhen effortlessly parried the attack, but then unleashed the "Crimson Cloud True Fire," a direct descendant of Taixia Temple. With the release of her internal energy,
she dismantled Yang Mingxue's offensive on the seventh move, immediately forcing her back into her room.
Yang Mingxue, panting heavily, knew that in a contest of internal strength, she was no match for Li Ningzhen. Having already exchanged several blows,
her blood and qi were circulating rapidly, and the intoxicating fragrance had spread throughout her body, leaving her unable to resist any longer. She gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Li,
can't you help me this time?"
Li Ningzhen replied softly, "No, I can't. When I was turned into a lustful fetus, who helped me? I
remember asking you that, and you said, 'I can't even save myself, how can I save you?'" "
You haven't forgotten, have you?"
Yang Mingxue was taken aback and couldn't answer for a moment. Li Ningzhen smiled slightly, but the smile contained
an emotion that frightened her: "So, I won't save you either. Sister Mingxue, you... can't escape."
"Father, Mother, I want a little sister too..."
For most of the day, the pleasure boat was filled with a spoiled and coquettish voice. The young woman in palace attire, leaning against the railing
, tried to soothe her beloved daughter for a while, but to no avail. Helpless, she smiled and said to the side, "Husband, I'm
desperate ! Go and find a little girl to be her sister."
"You'll let me go? Then I'll go. I think that little girl on that boat is quite pretty, shall I choose her?"
The woman followed his gaze and saw a beautiful young woman sitting at the bow of the boat not far away. She was slender and charming, but
several years older than the restless little girl in her arms. She couldn't help but give her husband a playful tap, scolding, "If you dare to do anything like that, you
won't be allowed in the room tonight! Who asked you to find an older girl?"
The teasing between her parents couldn't distract the little girl; she still wanted a sister. From the time she was old enough to understand, she had never had a playmate in
the Tang family compound. Although her parents doted on her, and her tutor, the Taoist priest Li, was gentle and
kind, the little girl would often find herself unable to sleep at night, her room feeling strangely
lonely.
She learned from "Taoist priest Li" that her mother had suffered a miscarriage. Though she didn't fully grasp the details, she
understood that she once had a younger brother or sister who had tragically never been born. People said her father, Tang An, was a wealthy
merchant ; her mother, Yan Lan, came from a prestigious family and was highly skilled in martial arts; even the Taoist priest Li Ningzhen, whom the family had hired
, was like a fairy. Their family background was extraordinary. So why couldn't she have a younger sister?
She had asked her mother before if she could have one. At that time, Yanlan laughed and said, "Why
don't you want a younger brother, but only a younger sister?"
The little girl answered innocently, "If I have a younger brother, he won't be able to wear my clothes, and that would be so pitiful!"
It seems she thought girls' clothes were prettier, far superior to boys'. Yanlan smiled and shook her head, saying softly,
"Having a good child like you makes me content! It seems there's a reason why God wouldn't give me another child."
At that time, the little girl didn't understand the regret in her mother's words.
That day, she came to visit West Lake with her parents and saw many children of similar age. Her desire for a younger sister
resurfaced she couldn't help but quarrel. Later, the conversation turned into a playful banter between her parents. Knowing that
there was no hope in continuing, she was feeling disappointed when she suddenly heard her father say in a low voice, "Our eldest daughter wants a little sister,
so as her parents, we have no choice but to do our best."
Yan Lan spat and pushed away his arms that were wrapped around her, saying seriously, "
How can can't..."
In an instant, the atmosphere between her parents made the little girl feel that something was very wrong. She watched as her father reached
under her mother's red silk vest, seemingly touching something on her body. Her mother's face flushed red, her hazy eyes
unreadable, as she murmured, "You...you should stop! In broad daylight...ah,
you're still doing this...um, um...wait, let's...let's go inside...Zhen'er, go play outside...no,
you can't come in, you know? Ah, ah...husband, slow down...ah ah..."
Then her parents slipped into the cabin. Zhen'er stared blankly as the bamboo curtain outside the cabin closed, confused, but she heard
her mother's sweet voice and a slightly sticky crackling sound coming from inside. Zhen'er secretly moved closer,
peeking through the gap in the curtain.
Her mother's skirt was pulled up to her waist, her plump legs wrapped around her father's waist, and she groaned
with her head disheveled hair made her back look unusually delicate. Her father, however, had removed his outer robe,
and his lower body, slightly pulled down at the crotch, was tightly intertwined with the young woman's body, unleashing a series of fierce thrusts. Even Zhen'er, who knew nothing of love between men and women,
felt the invasion in the scene and was dumbfounded.
Inadvertently, Zhen'er realized that her legs were tightly pressed together, and a tingling sensation spread under her tulle skirt.
She couldn't help but rub the small mound between her legs through the skirt, feeling like she needed to urinate, but not quite.
Suddenly, her father in the cabin raised his head and stared directly at the cabin door. The daylight was bright, and the
curtains couldn't hide the shadows of people pressed against the outside. Zhen'er was caught red-handed and quickly ran away, but then she heard her mother
scream from inside the cabin, seemingly triggered by something important; her voice suddenly became indistinct.
Zhen'er dared not peek any longer and quietly jumped ashore, finding a clump of grass to relieve herself, but after squatting for a while, she
couldn't urinate. She reached out and touched it, finding it clearly wet, feeling utterly confused, not knowing what was
happening.
The first time she had secretly seen her parents naked and entwined was when she was seven years old. At that time, Zhen'er felt a little
strange, but she ran away after seeing it and didn't think much of it. Over the years, she had peeked through the crack in the door a few times. Although she
couldn't figure it out, she always felt a strange shyness, and her body seemed to react as well, often feeling a weakness in her lower body
. She just didn't dare tell her parents.
She didn't realize that her body was gradually developing; although her vulva was still small, it could faithfully respond to her body's arousal.
She remembered the look in her father's eyes when he looked up and saw her, and a sudden tension gripped her. With a soft whimper,
a small, clear stream of fluid flowed from her tender flesh. Zhen'er breathed a soft sigh of relief, feeling unusually relaxed
after , yet vaguely uneasy. She didn't know that her urine had been mixed with a little vaginal fluid...
This was evidence that she was gradually able to experience the pleasures of love between men and women.
When Zhen'er returned to the pleasure boat, her parents had already finished and were looking around on the deck. Zhen'er ran forward,
looked up, and said, "Father, Mother, I..."
Before she could finish three words, Yan Lan bent down and pinched her cheek, laughing with overflowing affection, "You little
rascal , don't you dare peek again!"
Zhen'er touched her pinched cheek and nodded without thinking, but said, "I won't look anymore. Mother,
have you already given birth to my little sister?"
Yan Lan blushed and pinched her other cheek, laughing, "How could it be so fast? You silly
child !"
Zhen'er cupped her face in her hands, her watery eyes looking like she was about to cry, and pouted, "Mother, you pinched me again..."
"...Hmph, how long will that take?"
Tang An patted Zhen'er's head and laughed, "Giving birth takes ten months of pregnancy, it's not something you can just
have on a whim. It's a pity you only have one mother, if you had a few more, you could give birth faster..."
Yan Lan pinched him and scolded him playfully, "You really deserve to be scolded!"
Although Tang An was just joking, Zhen'er felt uneasy, even the large hand on her head seemed to have some
ill intentions . She wondered if it was because she felt guilty, but she felt that her father's gaze was a little strange. But she
immediately realized that it wasn't: that gaze was the one she had been used to since childhood, no different from before. What truly differed
was her interpretation of that look in her eyes. This was the first time she had noticed the hunger and desire in her father's eyes, but she didn't yet
understand the dangerous aura that permeated them.
When they returned to the Tang residence, the moon was already high in the west. After bathing and changing, Yan Lan was about to go to bed when she saw Tang An wearing
a long robe. Yan Lan said, "You've been boating on the lake all day, aren't you tired? Are you going to practice your skills now?"
Tang An smiled and said, "I still need to practice. You rest first, I'll come later."
Yan Lan smiled faintly and said softly, "We've already done it today, don't come again, I can't take it."
Since their marriage, every few days, Tang An would practice his skills late into the night, saying it was necessary
for practicing the "Netherworld Skill" passed down by his master, sometimes even staying up all night. Yan Lan knew that Tang An's internal energy cultivation was of an unorthodox style, and some of its strange and secret techniques were
quite common, so she didn't pay much attention and quickly got used to it. However, she didn't know that when Tang An left his room, he wasn't always meditating in his small
practice room; most of the time, he was with Li Ningzhen, enjoying
the service of her delicate and alluring body.
But this night was different. Under the hazy moonlight, Tang An walked through the deep, secluded garden and came to a corner
in the northwest Hidden among the branches and leaves was a small house nestled by the water and against the wall, far from the main house and the side rooms—
the most secluded place in the Tang mansion.
This house was built when he bought the garden, and it was already quite dilapidated at the time. It hadn't been repaired in years,
and even the Tang family's servants, who would sneak off for a nap, wouldn't come here. Yet, it was Tang An's favorite place.
Even if there was noise day and night in this house, it would be difficult to disturb the people in the mansion, allowing him to abuse Li Ningzhen without restraint
until .
The light shining through the window was already waiting for Tang An's arrival. Tang An entered the room, and Li Ningzhen, dressed in a Taoist robe,
immediately stepped forward to greet him. Her face was much more shy than usual, and she said softly with a smile, "Master, I have done everything you asked me to do
."
Tang An sneered and said, "Bullshit! What else can you do besides sleeping with people
?"
Ignoring Li Ningzhen's flushed cheeks, he went straight to the door of the inner room. As soon as he opened the door, a
tempting .
The young woman in the room was adorned with a jade hairpin and a gold hairpin, her hair loosely tied up. She was dressed in a palace dress, and the curves under the sheer fabric were
exquisite and full. The embroidered dress clung to her chest, outlining her full and mature figure. However, despite being dressed in fine clothes, she was forced into
a very humiliating position: a long rope bound her wrists together, with the other end hanging from a beam, forcing her to raise her hands high,
her upper body arched, her full breasts thrusting out, the length just enough for her to kneel on the ground. The strenuous posture, neither standing
nor kneeling, forced her to arch her back and tense her hips, making her graceful curves even more taut. Sweat glistened on her exposed, snow-white
arms , and her tightly pursed cherry lips suppressed soft moans…
If Tang An hadn't personally taken her body, now pregnant and overflowing with milk, he truly wouldn't have believed she had given birth
. He couldn't help but chuckle, “It's been years, and you're even more beautiful than before, sister. It's no wonder I've
been thinking of you all this time.”
Yang Mingxue glared at him hatefully and retorted, “Who asked you to think of me? Let me go… let me go!”
Tang An said gently, “No need to rush. You've been on Ruyu Peak for so long; you must have missed your daughter dearly, right?”
He gently stroked Yang Mingxue's cheek, a sinister smile on his face. Yang Mingxue's heart tightened, and she said, "Zhen'er
... Zhen'er, she..."
"She's very good, chubby and cute, already a little beauty."
Tang An said with a smile, as he stroked her face down to her neck, then quietly reached down to her chest, whispering:
"It's just that she keeps clamoring for a little sister, but Alan can't have one. Sister Yang, this matter will have to fall on your
shoulders . It's always better to be sisters by blood, isn't it?"
Yang Mingxue's delicate body trembled as she tried her best to avoid the fingers kneading her breasts, and she said in a trembling voice, "You...you can forget about it!"
Tang An laughed, "What, you won't have another child for me?"
Yang Mingxue held back her tears and said with a sob, "I never wanted to! It was you...you forced me to."
Tang An sighed, "If that's what you say, there's nothing I can do. But Sister Yang, you've misunderstood me.
Even if you get pregnant with my child again, it's not convenient to repeat the same trick and go into seclusion for another year or two, right?"
Yang Mingxue heard the ill intent in his tone and knew that there was something else going on in his words, so she kept her lips tightly closed and didn't answer.
Tang An continued, "So I've already made other arrangements. You don't need to hide away with your big belly anymore. Just be prepared
to take care of our little pregnant woman."
Yang Mingxue was taken aback and said, "Little pregnant woman? You...you mean Alan?"
Tang An grinned and said, "Of course not, she's our own precious daughter. Since Zhen'er wants a little sister,
why not let her give birth to one herself? Not only will the father be happy, but it will also save her mother the pain of ten months of pregnancy. It's also
a good thing." "It's to let her fulfill her filial duty."
Yang Mingxue's mind went blank for a moment, as if struck by lightning. When she came to her senses, she saw Tang An's wicked smile and suddenly cried out in
a trembling voice , "No! You, you've gone mad? Zhen'er... Zhen'er is your daughter..."
Tang An laughed, "She's yours too. Zhen'er is ten years old now, and she already knows how to peek at me and Yanlan doing things. She must be
able to withstand it. I was just about to go and see if my daughter is as lewd as her mother... Ningzhen, Yang
"I'll leave you to play with your sister for now, I'll deal with you two later."
Seeing Tang An turn to leave, Yang Mingxue was terrified and at a loss. Forgetting all shame, she cried out with a tearful face,
"Don't go! Tang An... please, come back! I'll have your babies, as many as you want... don't touch Zhen'er,
please!" Tang An turned around and sneered, "As expected, the mother is more lewd. Fine, I'll plant
a seed in you later too. You'll be pregnant with your daughter too!"
Yang Mingxue cried out in despair, struggling desperately, but she was too weak to break free from her bonds. Li Ningzhen looked at
her with a pitiful expression, her fair face flushed. Following her master's instructions
, she lifted her Taoist robe and thrust the dildo between her legs toward Yang Mingxue... Tang An quietly left them behind, departed the hut,
and stepped into the night with a terrifying ecstasy, heading towards her daughter's bedroom.
The room, lit by a small candle, was dimly lit, illuminating Zhen'er's sweetly sleeping face. Tang An simply turned on the light
so she could see her daughter more clearly.
Zhen'er had an oval face like her mother, and at this young age, she looked even more round and adorable, already a
beauty in the making. Although her large, bright eyes were closed in her sleep, her delicate eyelashes were still very pretty,
and even her sleeping face looked very lively.
It was a quality unique to a young girl, something an adult woman could never hope for. It wasn't just innocence and purity;
it was an outward manifestation of childlike wonder. As she grew up, this quality would transform into something else entirely—perhaps
delicate and pretty, perhaps alluring, perhaps captivatingly charming… But at this moment, Zhen'er remained pure and innocent, unlikely to attract
men's attention, yet she didn't escape Tang An's notice.
Having been her father for ten years, Tang An had long since seen Zhen'er from head to toe. However, when he noticed Zhen'er
becoming embarrassed by his hugs, he was startled to realize that this little girl had grown up and would blossom into
a charming and alluring young woman in a few years. It was at this moment that he conceived the idea of defiling Zhen'er.
It wouldn't be difficult for him to have sex with Zhen'er. Unlike Yang Mingxue and Li Ningzhen, who were highly skilled in martial arts,
how could a mere ten-year-old girl withstand the assault of an adult man? The troublesome part was how to handle the aftermath. Having grown accustomed to
the mature bodies of Yan Lan and Li Ningzhen, Tang An gradually sought new tricks, becoming increasingly interested in the young Zhen'er. He
began to deliberately flirt with Yan Lan in front of Zhen'er, stimulating her curiosity about matters between men and women, and even secretly caressing Zhen'er's genitals under the guise of
everyday embraces. He discovered that Zhen'er was becoming increasingly shy, and was starting
to avoid him; this fear was what excited Tang An the most.
Upon hearing the news that Yang Mingxue was about to arrive in Hangzhou, he thought to himself, "This woman hasn't come for seven years
. She's probably here to regain her martial arts skills and take Zhen'er away."
So he arranged for Li Ningzhen to deal with her, while he himself took his wife and daughter on a trip. Sure enough, Yang Mingxue wasn't on guard against Li Ningzhen and
was caught again. Tang An decided to seize this opportunity to eliminate any future trouble, ensuring Yang Mingxue could never disobey him again.
His method was to make Zhen'er his plaything as well, cutting off Yang Mingxue's last hope of resistance.
Thinking this, Tang An couldn't help but smile, and immediately pulled back Zhen'er's blanket. Zhen'er, fast asleep on the bed,
wore a light red silk coat and moon-white trimmed silk pants. The little girl looked rosy and tender, curled up like a little kitten.
Tang An gently pulled away his daughter's small hand, reached out and tore open her silk coat, lowering his head to lick the soft skin beneath her bodice.
His hand then reached for the tie behind her neck and quietly untied it…
When Zhen'er was awakened by her father's licking, she realized that her clothes were almost completely removed.
"Daddy…Daddy? What are you doing…"
Zhen'er opened her eyes wide in terror, her previously dazed mind immediately clearing. She was shocked to find her father on her
bed —no, on top of her. At this moment, Tang An was pulling down her pants, which were the only
clothes she was wearing; even her pajama socks had been removed.
Zhen'er was terrified and at a loss, not even having time to think of resisting. She timidly asked again, "Daddy?"
"Quiet down. Zhen'er, don't you want a little sister? Daddy will teach you how to give birth to a good little sister."
Tang An smiled wickedly and pulled off her silk pants. Zhen'er quickly grabbed the little bib that was still beside her and hurriedly
covered herself up. Her eyes were full of doubt, and she stammered, "A little sister... isn't it supposed to be born from Mommy?"
Tang An laughed and said, "Silly Zhen'er, is your surname Tang or Yan?"
Zhen'er said, "Tang!"
Tang An said, "That's right. You are Daddy's daughter, so your surname is Tang. The daughter you give birth to for Daddy
will of course also have the surname Tang. She's younger than you, so isn't she your little sister?"
Zhen'er sat blankly on the bed, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. Tang An snatched the bodice again,
tossed it aside, and pulled his daughter into his arms, stroking her delicate skin. He leered, "You don't need to worry
so much, just listen to your father. Zhen'er is the best, the most obedient to her parents, right?"
Being hugged and whispered in her father's ear was something Zhen'er was used to since childhood; but being held naked by her father
was something she could never remember. Hearing Tang An's words, Zhen'er trembled inexplicably and pleaded in a low voice
, "Father, I... I'll be obedient... but let me put on my clothes first..."
Tang An laughed, "Little slut, what need do you have for clothes?"
As he spoke, Tang An had already begun to fondle his daughter's tender body, but he was becoming more and more shocked. Zhen'er was just
ten years old. She was petite, but had long, soft hair that reached her waist and felt
like silk. Her tender little chest had only slight rises and falls, but it was surprisingly soft when pressed. Her little bottom
was round and perky, and it was also very easy to pinch. At first glance, her young body seemed unremarkable, but once touched, it became irresistible
…
Tang An touched his daughter's body, growing increasingly excited, and couldn't help but whisper, "Mother and daughter are both
born sluts, absolutely irresistible!"
Zhen'er's face flushed, and she said, "Father, what did you say? I… I understand!"
Tang An laughed, "It means you're just like your mother, both craving men's touch. You're already this young,
and when you grow up… hehe, I think you'll be even more formidable than your mother."
Zhen'er didn't know that the "mother" Tang An referred to wasn't Yan Lan, but her biological mother, Yang
Mingxue, whom she barely knew. Confused, she vaguely understood that her father was humiliating her, and her face flushed crimson. Suddenly, she cried out:
"Father, let me go! I don't want you to hold me anymore!"
Tang An sneered, "That won't do. The baby's only just starting to be born!"
He reached out and touched Zhen'er's smooth, delicate genitals.
"Ah..."
Zhen'er let out an embarrassed groan, surprisingly responding to the slightest touch. Zhen'er was still too young; her vulva
was just two thin labia, the white and tender little mound of flesh smooth and moist as if it were about to drip water. Tang An
pinched the labia and turned them outwards, revealing a moist, tender pink opening. Seeing how small and delicate the opening was, he couldn't help but laugh, "Look at
your little slut's little hole, it must be even tighter than Ningzhen's."
Zhen'er was flustered and confused by the touch, but her mind was clear. Hearing Li Ningzhen's name from her father's mouth,
she was extremely surprised, thinking, "Could it be that Master Li is also helping Father have a little sister?"
Before she could think about the implications, a sudden intense stimulation to her lower body made her scream, "Ah! Father...
Father, where are you touching... Ah, ah!"
It turned out that Tang An had moved up along the pink labia and quietly pinched her clitoris. The caress just now
was already a great stimulation to Zhen'er's body, and at this moment, her young flower bud was already erect, sticking out from between the labia.
Tang An, his lust raging, shouted, "I told you you were a little slut, and I was right! What kind of ten-year-old is
so wanton?"
As he spoke, his fingers teased Zhen'er's clitoris, pushing and squeezing it, causing Zhen'er's body to bounce and her fine
hairs to stand on end. She burst into tears, crying, "No, Daddy, it hurts so much... Waaah... Waaah
..."
Although Zhen'er couldn't bear the stimulation and cried loudly, her clitoris swelled even more, as if jumping and trembling with her father's
fingers , glistening with wet love juice. Seeing that the time was ripe, Tang An pulled out
his penis and tossed it around in front of Zhen'er in his arms, grinning lewdly, "Alright, Zhen'er, it's
time to deflower you!"
Zhen'er lowered her head and sobbed. Although she didn't understand the meaning of "deflowering," she still shook her head desperately, crying, "No... Father,
no..."
Tang An wouldn't listen. His glans forcefully pushed towards Zhen'er's narrow opening. But Zhen'er's opening was
too small; even her finger might not be able to fit in. How could it withstand her father's battle-hardened, large
penis ? The glans barely penetrated the opening before encountering tremendous resistance. Zhen'er cried out in pain, "Father... Father!
Please... no!"
But to Tang An, this resistance was nothing. A smirk played on his lips as he used his waist strength to pull
Zhen'er's buttocks tighter, forcefully opening her soft, moist opening and shoving his glans inside. Zhen'er in his arms tensed violently
, her small back trembling uncontrollably. She could barely scream, but her moans could still be heard
. Tang An hardened his heart and thrust in forcefully, his thick penis penetrating deeper and deeper, venturing into her untouched, tender secret place. The hymen protecting Zhen'er's virginity could not
withstand such violation and ruptured instantly.
"Ah!" Bright red blood rolled down his penis, dripping onto the ground, still clinging to a few glistening drops of nectar.
Zhen'er screamed in agony, almost fainting on the spot. Her petite body was tightly arched, and she was trembling with
cold sweat. She couldn't think of anything at all, she just fell into Tang An's arms in pain. The tender vaginal flesh tightly wrapped around
his father 's cock, contracting in bursts of severe pain. Tang An barely even moved as he reached
the edge of ejaculation. He never expected that he would get such intense pleasure from being inserted into the young Zhen'er's body, which was definitely not something
he could experience with the mature women's bodies of Yan Lan, Yang Mingxue, and Li Ningzhen.
The intense intercourse was beyond what Zhen'er's body could bear, and her hot tender pussy gathered all her strength
to resist the cock's invasion. Tang An, his body drenched in sweat from the tightness of his daughter's vagina, felt an unprecedented
stimulation. He gripped Zhen'er's buttocks and thrust relentlessly, reaching the peak of his arousal. He could have already filled
her vagina with his semen, but he still felt unsatisfied, greedily exploiting Zhen'er's delicate body…
"Father, Father, Father…"
Zhen'er groaned in anguish, but it was definitely not a clear-headed voice. Tang An looked down and saw Zhen'er
with tears in her eyes, saliva dripping from her lips, looking dazed and confused—hardly the image of a ten-year-old girl. That delicate, pitiful
aura instantly ignited his sadistic desires, and he burst into laughter: "Zhen'er, be good! Father will... give you a good
little sister!"
Before Zhen'er could understand, she was suddenly pulled into her father's arms, her sweaty chest pressed against Tang An's body, and she
trembled with fear; a stream of hot semen spurted into her soft, moist vulva, searing down like a deadly poison,
almost making Zhen'er think that the thing had instantly filled her entire body. Zhen'er didn't know what that hot stream was, but she intuitively
felt that she had been completely violated, and that the perpetrator was her own father...
Semen slowly overflowed from Zhen'er's swollen vulva, dripping stickily onto the bed. Tang An, still not satisfied,
continued to writhe inside his daughter for a while before finally pulling out. He stroked Zhen'er's tear-streaked face and praised her repeatedly:
"Good daughter, you're so tight! Oh, still tight... In a few years, you'll definitely be even more wanton than your mother...
"
"Waaah... I, I want to tell my mother... Father keeps hurting me, it hurts so much, it hurts so much..."
Zhen'er lowered her head with tears in her eyes, her still-painful vagina still spasming, her petite body constantly
whimpering . Tang An chuckled and said, "Zhen'er, don't worry, Daddy will take you to see Mommy soon, and let her see how much Daddy
loves you... But first, let Daddy do it one more time!"
Amid Zhen'er's scream, Tang An's penis hardened again, thrusting into his beloved daughter's wet, tender
hole like a wolf. Each thrust was accompanied by Zhen'er's agonizing cries. But the obedient Zhen'er simply endured the
pain. Although she cried and screamed as Tang An fucked her, her little hands didn't hit or push him away. She just
clung to her father in fear, gripping him tighter the more it hurt.
That night, Tang An fucked Zhen'er three times, then let her cherry-like mouth suck on his penis before finally
ejaculating her mouth, causing Zhen'er to cough incessantly, most of her semen spilling out. Just as Zhen'er thought it was
all over and wiped away her tears, sobbing, Tang An lifted her off the bed.
"Daddy...please stop...Zhen'er is so tired, I'm about to die..."
Zhen'er cried out in fear, but Tang An smiled slyly and whispered, "Okay, okay, Daddy won't
do it to you today. Now, Daddy is going to take you to find Mommy."
Zhen'er's eyes were blurry with tears, her face blank, but she heard Tang An continue to laugh, "Come on, you can walk by yourself now.
No need to take your clothes, you won't need them later anyway..."
The secluded door opened again, and an extremely lewd scene was unfolding inside.
Two naked female bodies were violently intertwined in the room, their breasts pressing against each other, their sweat mingling, and the white, sticky liquid on the floor...
Several puddles of fluid had accumulated, quite exaggerated. The rope suspending Yang Mingxue had now been lowered from the roof beam, but
the end binding Yang Mingxue remained untied. Li Ningzhen embraced her tightly, moaning and swaying her hips with uncontrollable pleasure.
The dildo protruding from under her Taoist robe was frantically thrusting into Yang Mingxue's vagina, causing her to sob and weep, weakly begging for mercy: "Stop,
don't do it anymore..."
After Li Ningzhen became an acquired fertility fetus, her uterus could no longer nurture a fetus, but instead became a place to store male semen
. As she raped Yang Mingxue, the male semen inside her spurted out through the vaginal
canal soon filling Yang Mingxue's vagina
. In the blink of an eye, with each movement of Li Ningzhen, a gush of viscous fluid would splatter from her opening. Later, it was diluted by the two women's vaginal fluids, practically dripping
down, and Yang Mingxue was nearly collapsing.
"Ha, ahaha... Sister Mingxue... don't be so polite..."
Li Ningzhen also gasped repeatedly, her bare breasts heaving beneath her disheveled, open Taoist robe, yet she was clearly much more energetic,
laughing with a joyful expression, "I still have so much semen I haven't given you, all of it I've been filled with by men these past few days,
besides... Master, there's enough for more than thirty people... Look, it's leaking out again..."
For Yang Mingxue's vulva, which hadn't been used for years, Li Ningzhen's violation was incredibly stimulating.
The way was hard to tell if it was hate or love, but it was nothing more than relentless, frenzied thrusting. The overwhelming shame and pleasure that came like a storm
made her whole body numb, tears, sweat, vaginal fluid, and the abundant breast milk that she hadn't been able to nurture her daughter all overflowed,
soaking her entire body as she trembled. Exhausted from the overwhelming climax, Yang Mingxue fainted
and then awoke. Her vision was blurred, but she
vaguely saw a figure that tugged at her heartstrings. It was a naked little girl staring at her in bewilderment.
"Zhen'er!"
Yang Mingxue cried out in a trembling voice, her voice growing increasingly sorrowful. "Zhen'er! You're Zhen'er, aren't you? How could you… Tang An!
You really… wouldn't even let her go?"
Tang An, who had led Zhen'er through the door, stood to the side, grinning smugly. "Don't say that. It's called
keeping the good stuff in the family. Zhen'er's cunt is quite something, tight and tender, just like you, craving to be fucked. No wonder she's your
own flesh and blood!"
The naked Zhen'er, her long hair flowing, her aching genitals dripping with her father's semen, had finally
made it , only to be met with a scene she couldn't comprehend at all.
She stared wide-eyed at Master Li's genitals, completely bewildered as to how he could have given birth to a penis, and how he could be
embracing such a beautiful woman, thrusting his hips like her father had done to her? That woman must be in
so much pain, just like her… And why was she staring at her like that?
Her father had even said that she was her… biological child?
"Come here, Zhen'er, this is your real mother. You were born from this wet, fleshy hole.
From now on, you'll be back by your mother's side. Remember to learn from me well, and master
the skills ."
Tang An pointed at Yang Mingxue's ravaged vulva while pulling Zhen'er's head towards him, and whispered with a smile,
"Of course, you should also learn from Master Li. She's not only a slut that men love to fuck, but she also knows how to fuck women! You should
learn to be a slut, do you hear me?"
Zhen'er was confused, but having been used to her father's teachings, she nodded obediently without realizing it. Yang Mingxue
gritted her teeth , but couldn't even utter a curse. Instead,
she cried out loudly as Li Ningzhen was humiliated by Tang An and unconsciously became more excited with each thrust. In a flash, Yang Mingxue reached another climax in front of her daughter, her nipples trembling, milk gushing out
irresistibly , allowing Zhen'er to taste breast milk for the first time.
Zhen'er blinked, then timidly dipped her finger in, secretly licking the milk clean. She suddenly
understood what she would become in the future.
A girl's growth is often surprisingly rapid.
In just three or four years, Zhen'er's clothes were all new, she had grown taller, and her curves had become more defined;
she was now a graceful young lady, every smile and frown radiating youthful energy. To her father, Tang An, this was
naturally a source of immense pride.
Since Zhen'er had lost her virginity to Tang An and was subsequently told about her true parentage, the Tang family appeared outwardly
calm, but things were changing behind the scenes. Under Tang An's arrangement, Yang Mingxue proposed to Yan Lan as planned to
take Zhen'er as her disciple. However, unlike her initial intention, she would remain at the Tang residence herself and would not bring Zhen'er to Ruyu Peak. Although
Yang Mingxue was grieving the loss of her beloved daughter's virginity, she still tried her best to appear normal in front of her junior sister. Yan Lan was naturally
pleased and readily agreed.
Needless to say, once Yang Mingxue settled in, she became the object of Tang An and Li Ningzhen's toying.
They used all sorts of tricks and went to extremes, even arranging for Yan Lan to witness her on the verge of climax, making her blush but afraid to cry out,
almost exposing her several times. Even more humiliating for her was that Tang An often forced her and Zhen'er to undress together,
mother and daughter in bed at his mercy.
When Yang Mingxue, in her haste to protect Zhen'er and, suppressing her shame, snatched the penis, Tang An would laugh at Zhen'er, saying,
"Zhen'er, look, your mother is so wanton, always taking the lead!"
Even when Zhen'er was being raped by Tang An, Li Ningzhen would still tease her, saying, "Sister Mingxue, look
how happy Zhen'er is being penetrated by her master, truly worthy of being your child..."
In short, there were never any kind words, leaving Yang Mingxue speechless with shame.
What troubled Yang Mingxue most was Zhen'er's feelings. Yang Mingxue
originally hated Tang An's actions in raping her daughter to the core, almost wanting to die with him, but Zhen'er desperately clung to her, unwilling to see her parents kill each other
. At the time, Zhen'er was completely unaware of the seriousness of incest. Although Yang Mingxue was heartbroken, she still hoped that Zhen'er's
emotional trauma wouldn't be too deep and that she could overcome the shadow of it when she grew up. Unexpectedly, under Tang An's tutelage, Zhen'er not only
showed no signs of being hurt, but also gradually accepted her father's views and became accustomed to
the lewd and sadistic treatment inflicted on her by Tang An and Li Ningzhen. In the end, she completely became Tang An's little slave.
Six months after the incident, Zhen'er was as lively and cheerful as before, always laughing and joking. However, in private, she would
lick her father's hard penis every day so that he could have sex with her mother and Li Daoren. Of course, in the end, Zhen'er still couldn't avoid being "moistened" by
Tang An 's semen, but she would often take the initiative to come and be filial to her father. Yang Mingxue saw all this and felt
conflicted, but as long as her daughter was happy, she wouldn't say anything. Over the years, Zhen'er had become the most obedient to
Tang An.
Zhen'er had grown increasingly mature and beautiful, and as the successor of two heroines, Yang Mingxue and Yan Lan, she was already established in Suzhou and Hangzhou.
Her fame spread far and wide, and young men began to flock there to court her. One day, Tang An found several
floating , covered with passionate poems and essays expressing the love of talented men from all over. Tang An
summoned his daughter and asked her about it. Zhen'er blushed immediately, leaning on her father's shoulder and saying coquettishly, "Dad, several young men are
captivated by you, aren't you proud?"
Tang An pinched her buttocks and laughed, "Proud my foot! You little brat, you're not learning anything good, running around
showing , trying to get married, aren't you?"
Zhen'er frowned slightly, her voice sweet as she said, "They..." "...No way!"
Tang An said, "Still saying no? Which of these rascals who wrote the letter have you taken a fancy to?"
Zhen'er shook her head with a smile, and said in a sweet voice, "I don't care about them! Zhen'er will stay with Father for the rest of her life, and
will not marry anyone."
Tang An was overjoyed by his daughter's sweet words and rewarded her with half a day of pleasure
. The next day, Zhen'er was still absent-minded.
No one expected that the matter of Zhen'er being unable to marry would happen in the blink of an eye.
The day before Zhen'er's fourteenth birthday, Yang Mingxue suddenly stormed into Tang An's study, sword in hand, and immediately
berated him, "Tang An! What a mess you've made, you thief!"
Although Yang Mingxue hadn't always been completely subservient to Tang An over the years, she had never lost her temper either. Seeing her
so asked in surprise, "What have I done?"
Tears welled in Yang Mingxue's eyes as she lowered her voice and said, "Zhen'er... Zhen'er is truly ruined by you. She's pregnant."
Tang An first... He was taken aback, then burst into wild laughter: "What do I mean? This is a joyous occasion!"
Yang Mingxue retorted angrily: "How dare you say that! That's your...you and Zhen'er's incestuous child. If it's born,
how are you going to tell people about it?"
Tang An laughed: "Tell who? That's my child, Zhen'er's younger brother or sister. Since Alan was willing
to adopt Zhen'er, what's wrong with adopting another child?"
Yang Mingxue was so angry that she couldn't speak, and suddenly made a move to draw her sword. Tang An hurriedly reached out and pressed her down, pulling her into his arms around her waist.
He laughed, "Our daughter is pregnant, and you, as her mother, are turning against her? Are you unhappy
now ?"
Yang Mingxue pushed his hand away, still very angry, and said, "What nonsense are you spouting! Zhen'er was already pregnant before she even left her maiden home.
How could you expect her to carry a child for ten months? How could she possibly be presentable to anyone?"
Tang An forcefully pulled her close, grinning, "Even Lady Yang of Ruyu Peak was a virgin, so how come she
gave birth to a daughter?"
"You..."
Yang Mingxue blushed, her momentum instantly diminished, and she could only scold in a low voice, "Don't mention that! If someone hears us
... that won't do."
Tang An laughed, "What does it matter? Is my wife so shy that she's afraid
of being ?"
Yang Mingxue retorted angrily, "Who's your wife? Don't talk nonsense!"
But when Tang An hugged her, her body was already hot; this scolding had no authority at all, and to Tang An it sounded like
flirtatious banter . Tang An simply kissed her neck, forcing her to gasp softly, while teasing, "Good wife, still
shy? Call me husband, and I'll give you a good time."
"No...no."
Yang Mingxue resisted with all her might, but her whole body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength. Tang An knew her too well.
She could be unyielding to death when faced with rape, but she was powerless against the gentle teasing of her ear and temple, especially
when her mind was wavering.
"Don't be stubborn, look how wet you are...oh, I was just kidding, why are you so wet?"
His hand slipped under her skirt and groped around mischievously, his hooked fingers making her tremble all over, leaning against Tang An's chest,
panting. Tang An pulled out his wet palm and wiped her blushing cheeks until they glistened. He teased her in a low voice, "
Want it now?"
Yang Mingxue frowned and tried to hold back her tears until she was teased to the point of crying and desperately seeking relief. Only then did she speak weakly, "Whatever
...whatever you want..."
"You're so disobedient! What did you just say?"
Tang An clicked his tongue and deliberately pressed his bulging crotch against her buttocks, rubbing them gently, but without actually
doing anything. Yang Mingxue realized what was happening and felt a surge of anger. She pursed her lips shyly for a while, until, without realizing it,
he had soaked her skirt. She sobbed softly, "Husband... I want..."
Tang An's brows furrowed, and he laughed as he pressed her against the carved window, and right there in the study, he began to vigorously ravage her wanton body
. When Yang Mingxue turned back in alarm, her breasts were already pressed against the carved window; perhaps to avoid being discovered by passing maids,
even her moans were unusually urgent and seductive.
Tang An thoroughly enjoyed himself, the melodious "Husband, husband" making him beam with pleasure as he made love to her
again and again. Afterwards, his penis ached terribly, yet he felt unsatisfied. Later, Yang Mingxue slowly awoke, dragging her
weak and sore body to bathe and change. She then remembered her failed attempt to confront him, and felt a surge of shame and anger, yet also a
strange sense of desolation.
Angry as she was, Yang Mingxue was helpless. Her daughter had long sided with her father, and her body
had been taken at his beck and call for four years; it was difficult to escape this licentious life. The news of Zhen'er's pregnancy reminded her
of her own experience, and now it seemed her only option was to repeat the same scheme.
The following night, the Tang family held a banquet to celebrate Zhen'er's birthday. Yang Mingxue and Li Ningzhen were present as usual. After the banquet,
everyone went to the waterside pavilion in the garden to cool off. Tang An ordered the maids to prepare wine, and another lively gathering ensued. Zhen'er
, blushing, accepted Tang An's sword after being tested in turn by a group of elders, and began practicing her moves in the courtyard. She started with the "Thirteen Forms
of Morning Dew , casually incorporating the "Radiant Glow" and "Divine Mist" sword techniques. Occasionally, she would use a
side sword technique taught by Tang An, but she used the "Empty Flowing Light" movement method from Taixia Temple.
This demonstration combined the strengths of three schools, and although it was innovative and unique, it made Tang An, Yan Lan, Li
Ningzhen, and others laugh and applaud. Zhen'er dropped her longsword, stamped her foot, and pouted, "Father and Mother, you're so mean!
You clearly said you wanted to test my skills, why are you making fun of me?"
Yan Lan smiled and said, "You've turned Ru Yufeng's martial arts into something like this, all show and no substance.
You're already fourteen years old, if you don't improve, your master won't want you anymore!"
"Master won't!"
Zhen'er giggled and snuggled into Yang Mingxue's arms, rubbing her face like a cat. Yang Mingxue was both amused and exasperated, gently
stroking Zhen'er's hair, feeling quite moved. In front of Yan Lan, she could only call Zhen'er "Master,"
so why was Tang An always Zhen'er's father?
Tang An bent down to pick up the sword, smiling as he handed it to Yang Mingxue: "Speaking of Ru Yufeng's swordsmanship, it's still our..."
"Heroine Yang is unparalleled in the martial arts world. We would like to ask her to demonstrate a few moves for our good daughter."
Yan Lan, of course, didn't realize Tang An was openly teasing her senior sister and chuckled in agreement. Yang Mingxue blushed, drank a cup of wine
to hide her embarrassment, and as she took the sword hilt, she felt Tang An stealthily touch her fingers. She took a few steps back in a daze, her
moist eyes revealing a hint of melancholy in the blink of an eye, before suddenly raising her sword gracefully.
It was a summer night, and Yang Mingxue wore a jacquard silk shirt, her breasts half-concealed under the sheer fabric, vaguely revealing her soft,
snow-white shoulders and neck. Her long silk skirt trailed to the ground, adding to the lightness of her sword dance. Yang Mingxue's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her expression and
figure seemingly intoxicated. Her swordplay, shimmering like flowing clouds, soared into the sky and illuminated the courtyard below.
The exquisite skill was breathtaking, yet it couldn't conceal her stunning beauty, blending seamlessly with the moonlight.
It wasn't the lively grace of youth, but the ultimate in a woman's gentle, water-like grace.
"Senior Sister Yang... she's truly becoming more and more beautiful. It's a pity she doesn't marry; men in this world are truly unlucky,"
Yan Lan suddenly sighed softly, her face, already flushed with intoxication, filled with longing, as if she had returned to the time when she was
the junior sister on Jade Peak. Tang An smiled slightly, watching the graceful figure finish her cup, and quietly said, "Is that so?"
He knew the answer in his heart without needing to say it. Yan Lan only saw her senior sister's graceful sword dance, unaware that her senior sister's
attire was entirely at Tang An's behest.
Beneath Yang Mingxue's captivating sword dance, a slightly tipsy, unsteady gait was suppressed; the effects of the wine seeped
into her body as she danced, leaving her feeling dizzy and disoriented. With each slight sway of her waist, her full breasts
bounced beneath the barely covering silk robe, beads of sweat already forming in the deep cleavage between her breasts, making her fair and rosy chest even more
alluring. As she twirled and turned, the thin, almost see-through silk skirt clung to her from the top of her legs,
completely revealing her full and slender legs, almost glimpsing her skin.
In broad daylight, Yang Mingxue's attire couldn't conceal her alluring figure; even
under the lamplight at night, everything was still subtly revealed, enough to make any interested person's heart itch with desire, truly arousing lust.
Yang Mingxue was naturally aware of this, but could only shyly comply. In front of her junior sister, no matter how nervous she was, she had to appear
calm and composed, but she still couldn't ignore Tang An's burning gaze, and could only purse her lips and remain silent to suppress her
increasingly labored breathing...
That night, Yan Lan was lost in a dream, but Tang An quietly got up, put on his robe, and quietly went to his private sanctuary.
When he arrived, the cottage was already overflowing with spring colors. Li Ningzhen gently pressed Zhen'er's fragrant shoulder and whispered in her ear,
"Zhen'er, come here, like this, aim at your mother's there, and slowly insert it... Yes, yes, is it
getting tighter and tighter? Once it's all the way in, slowly pull it out, and then thrust it in hard again..."
Her delicate voice was mixed with Yang Mingxue's shy and sticky moans, which were as awkward as a virgin's first night.
"Mmm, mmm... Mother, I'm going in..."
Zhen'er, wearing only a tube top, panted softly, a slender, curved dildo erect between her legs. Following
instructions from behind, it slowly pierced Yang Mingxue's wet, tender flesh. The slender, finger-like instrument easily slipped in, and although it lacked a thick appearance, it
caused the bottom of her vagina to contract violently, yet it was difficult to tightly grip the instrument. As a result of her efforts, Yang Mingxue's
vagina quickly became sore and weak, frequently leaking vaginal fluid. Despite her high libido, she could not find satisfaction, truly suffering greatly. But the end of the sex toy
inserted into Zhen'er's body was extremely thick, filling her tender little hole to the brim. The surrounding thin, tender labia tightly
clung to the toy, constantly swallowing and spitting out with each movement, making a sizzling sound.
Li Ningzhen clapped her hands and laughed, "Zhen'er is so clever! Come on, your mother has been holding back since the banquet, now it's
time to reward her properly."
Zhen'er was panting heavily, and answered in a sweet voice, focusing all her attention on her waist, doing her best to imitate Tang An's
rape of her to serve her mother.
Yang Mingxue's elegant attire had long since been removed, leaving her completely naked. She gritted her teeth, desperately enduring the bizarre pleasure of being violated by
her daughter , yet she couldn't resist the temptation of the vicious sex toy and finally cried out.
Her fair body tumbled and bounced with Zhen'er's movements, and even Li Ningzhen took the opportunity to fondle her ample breasts, squeezing and
playing with them wantonly. The dildo inserted between her legs was enormous, constantly spurting out small amounts of semen, clearly showing that
the delicate body craved lust and was excited beyond control.
Tang An watched with delight, his lower body engorged and erect, but he had no intention of joining in. Zhen'er is already
pregnant and will have to hide away from home sooner or later until she secretly gives birth. During this time, someone will need
to accompany her. Whether Yang Mingxue or Li Ningzhen is sent, as long as Zhen'er isn't there, the other person has no reason to stay in the Tang residence.
It's likely that all three women will leave home together.
If that happens, he won't be able to rape the three female slaves at will for a period of time, so he naturally needs to cultivate their habit of mutual
comfort . Otherwise, if Li Ningzhen gets carried away and brings in a group of strong men to satisfy her lust, that's one thing, but if
she gang-rapes Yang Mingxue and Zhen'er, it will be difficult to handle. Who knows if Li Ningzhen will remember to kill them all so that the
pure and virtuous Yang Mingxue can remain chaste as before? It's probably impossible. Li Ningzhen would definitely not be able to bear to part with those penises that gave her
such pleasure , while Zhen'er would be pinned down by the men, unable to move, and at their mercy. As for Yang Mingxue, she would definitely want to
draw her sword, but because she was gang-raped to the point of exhaustion, besides desperately clenching the men's penises, all she could do was
moan as a means of resistance...
"Ah... Ningzhen, stop... don't, don't do this... ah!"
Yang Mingxue cried out in a pitiful voice, suddenly pulling Tang An back to reality. Li Ningzhen was lying on the bed, already
sandwiched between Zhen'er and Yang Mingxue, simultaneously thrusting into her vagina and anus. Yang Mingxue sat on her lap, clinging tightly to Zhen'er,
unsure which side to respond to with her thrusts. Her eyes were already misty, and saliva dripped from her moist lips, as if she were about to
faint. Zhen'er, embracing her mother, breathed softly and turned to look at Tang An: "Father, come quickly, come quickly... Mother's
mouth is still empty, quickly feed Mother something to drink..."
Zhen'er's filial piety, Li Ningzhen's submissiveness, Yang Mingxue's allure, and his beloved wife
Yan Lan, the only one who could sleep beside him.
That was enough. Knowing he couldn't escape the fate of dying from exhaustion, Tang An had no intention of stopping his long-standing indulgence—
a destiny that began at a certain time and for a certain reason, and could never be stopped.
Tang An smiled, loosened his robes, and slowly stepped towards his passionately entwined love slaves. The beautiful night was as it always was,
as it always would be, as familiar to them, with its lingering moans that drifted into their dreams.
[The End]

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