Records of the Heavenly Dynasty's Sexual Demons

In the 389th year of the Heavenly Dynasty calendar, Xu Lei, the "Martial Arts Alliance Leader," convened a meeting of various sects in the martial arts world. At Canglong Mountain, he fought a great battle against the demonic sect led by "
Demon Lord " Luo Tianfan. In this battle, Luo Tianfan was mortally wounded and died, and the demonic sect was destroyed. This is known as the "
Battle of Canglong."

...

In the 414th year of the Heavenly Dynasty calendar, the extraordinary figure Nangong Xing rebuilt the demonic sect... He was bestowed the title of Supreme Carefree
King by the Heavenly Emperor... leaving a magical mark on the martial arts world.

—From Qian Yuzi's *Chronicles of Major Events in the Martial Arts World*, Cloud and Rain Hall of the Carefree Cave.

Nangong Xing, comfortably reclining in his rocking chair, laughed heartily while reading the "Chronicles of Martial Arts Events" in his hands. "
Haha , Qian Yuzi has suddenly become clever! 'A prodigy of his generation,' I truly don't deserve that
title, I'm unworthy of it. Wouldn't it be more fitting to call me a 'demon'? I should write a letter to him to change it."

Hui Xin, serving him naked beside him, was feeding Nangong Xing a peeled, purplish-red grape.
Hearing this, she couldn't help but pout, "Why change it? What's wrong with 'a prodigy of his generation'? If you really want to
live up to the title , change it to 'a great demon of his generation,' that sounds awful!"

Shangguan Wan'er, gently sucking beneath Nangong Xing, also raised her beautiful face,
opening cherry-like lips still glistening with some unknown liquid, "Is that so? Is that so? Sister Xin is right, why..." " It has to be changed.
If it's changed to 'a generation of lecherous devil,' that would be even worse."

Nangong Xing looked at Wan'er's cute pouting face, affectionately reaching out his left hand to gently stroke her pretty cheek,
and laughed, "Ha! I really am a 'generation of lecherous devil,' otherwise how could our 'heavenly beauty'
willingly do that thing, and even do it with 'relish'? Ha!" Wan'er blushed and lowered her head,
looking shyly at Nangong Xing's little brother that she both loved and hated, and whispered coquettishly, "Who's 'relishing' it!"

Nangong Xing then reached out his right hand to stroke Huixin's long black hair, teasingly saying, "Xin'er, if I weren't a '
great devil,' you'd still be hitting that broken wooden fish right now, and how could you have such long, black, and shiny hair?"
As he spoke he stroked the two women's smooth and delicate shoulders, channeling his seductive demonic energy into their bodies.

A blush gradually spread across the two women's bodies, their hearts churning with desire, their eyes practically dripping with lust.
Wan'er's hands were already firmly gripping Nangong Xing's manhood, while Huixin, having once cultivated her mind, reluctantly said, "
Yes, yes, you're such a lecherous devil! Ah! Husband, stop! Didn't you do enough to us sisters last night?! Hmm
... Husband, please stop! If you want to change, you should discuss it with us sisters first!"

Nangong Xing thought it made sense, releasing his hands from the two women's bodies, and said smugly, "Now you know
how lecherous your husband is!" Then he sent a telepathic message, "Everyone come over, we have something to discuss." It took the two women a while
to calm their desires. Although they felt a little regretful, they still glared at Nangong Xing.

Seeing the two women's alluring state, Nangong Xing's lust was aroused again, and he wanted to tease them a little more, but since everyone
was coming soon, he decided to hold back for now; there would be even more targets later.

Soon, the beauties arrived one after another. After entering the room, they all removed the light veils they wore,
revealing the stunningly beautiful, voluptuous bodies of Yan Huan, a sight that dazzled and tempted the eye. This was a rule set by Nangong Xing;
no clothes were allowed in the Cloud and Rain Palace. Although the rule of not wearing clothes in the Free and Unfettered Cave was not a problem,
as the cave was warm and spring-like, and no one else would come except for the couple, the women still habitually
wore light veils when leaving the Cloud and Rain Palace. The alluring, partially concealed figures were
a feast

's eyes, and he naturally didn't object. Wu Wuhong walked directly behind Nangong Xing, massaging his shoulders with her slender fingers, and asked
sweetly , "Senior brother, what's the matter that you called all the sisters here?"

Nangong Xing comfortably closed his eyes and replied, "Nothing much, just that I want to change
my name, and Xin'er said she wanted to call everyone to discuss it."

"Change your name? What name?!" The women were all puzzled, glancing at their sisters' bellies.
Was one of them pregnant? " We need to name the baby.

" "Little brother, who's having a baby?" Nangong Yueqi asked, though she didn't consider Nangong Xing her
little brother.

"Ha! I wish you all had babies soon, but alas, none of you do." Nangong Xing was somewhat amused and
didn't know what to say. "Xin'er, Wan'er, you tell them."

Huixin handed the "Chronicles of Martial Arts" to her sisters to read. Shangguan Wan'er, pulling Xu Feng's arm, laughed
and said, "Sister Feng, you should persuade your father! He doesn't want to be a 'peerless genius,' he wants to change
his name to 'a lecherous demon.'"

"Pah! My father? I don't acknowledge him as my father! Wan'er, if you keep saying that, I'll get
angry !" Xu Feng pretended to be angry. Although she always cried out "Daddy,
Daddy, I can't take it anymore!" during her climax with Nangong Xing, she never admitted it in normal times. Shangguan Wan'er knew that her best friend,
Sister Feng, wasn't truly angry, so she stuck out her cute little tongue and gave a sweet, apologetic smile.

When the other women learned the whole story, they naturally all disagreed with Nangong Xing's idea of changing his name and voiced
their opposition . Xu Feng gently shook Wu Ningxian's arm, pleading, "Mother, please persuade him too. 'A generation of lecherous demons'
really doesn't sound good. Wouldn't that make us all sluts and whores? Mother, Xing-ge listens to you the most, please persuade him
!"

Wu Ningxian looked at Nangong Xing, and from his deep, wicked eyes shone a profound affection for her. Her heart
trembled. If it weren't for her mistake back then, perhaps he wouldn't be who he is today. Having been husband and wife for two lifetimes,
Wu Ningxian understood Nangong Xing's thoughts best. "Sisters, listen to me," she said, "My husband
has his reasons for not wanting the title 'Extraordinary Man of His Time.' Think about it carefully; this title really doesn't suit him. He's a great lecher,
otherwise we sisters wouldn't be gathered here together. But 'Lecher of His Time' also sounds bad; it
makes us sisters angry. How about this, I suggest 'Extraordinary Evil Man of His Time,' that would be more fitting. 'Evil' means
disregarding worldly conventions. Since my husband allows his mother and daughter to serve him, and his siblings to accompany him, he is utterly evil.
Husband , this is a title your little wife gave you; you can't refuse it!" As she spoke, she suddenly
began to coax Nangong Xing, her phoenix eyes revealing the same deep affection.

Nangong Xing was seeing his beloved fairy's girlish side for the first time, and he was momentarily stunned. When he came to his senses...
His heart was filled with excited tenderness. Although her daughter Xu Fengdu had become his wife, Wu Ningxian was, after all,
his love of both lifetimes. Her current appearance was just like Wu Ningxian's in her youth, equally beautiful and pure. And she was
actually coquettishly to get his approval—something he had never even imagined before. Looking at
the deep affection in her eyes, he suddenly felt that no title mattered anymore; even calling him by his original title, 'Demon Lord,
' was acceptable.

"That's right, 'Strange Evil' is better. Sister Xian is absolutely right. Husband, let's change the title to that!"
Yu Ruolan agreed. Besides Wu Ningxian, Yu Ruolan was the one who best understood her husband's thoughts, after all,
she was the only one among the sisters who could communicate with him telepathically.

Hearing this title, the other women felt it was much better than 'Lustful Demon,' and all opened their mouths in agreement.

"Alright, stop talking," Nangong Xing said loudly. "It's decided then. It'll be called 'Qixie
,' after all, all my beloved wives agreed. Ping'er, tomorrow go out of the manor and deliver a letter to Qian
Yuzi for me."

"Yes, Master," Feng Piaoping replied, though unwilling, she had no choice, as she was
the best in lightness skill among the sisters. Blame it on that Qian Yuzi, who knew that the young master disliked those
righteous-sounding titles, yet still called him 'A Peerless Man,' no wonder the young master wanted to change it. But it's a pity for me,
I won't see the young master for several days, and I won't receive his affection. Thinking about it, Feng Piaoping's angry face
gradually turned red.

Nangong Xing, of course, understood what Ping'er was thinking. He picked Ping'er up and sat her on his lap,
bringing his hand close to her crystal-clear little earlobe and said, "I'll make it up to you now!" Ignoring her slight
struggle as she blushed, his right hand explored Ping'er's body, sending demonic energy into her body to arouse her desire.

Nangong Xing raised his head and chuckled wickedly at the women, "Alright, business is done. Now it's
time Don't you all want babies? Let's create new life now! Hehe!!" As
he spoke, he extended his left hand and flicked his flirtatious demonic energy onto the women.

Instantly, gasps and exclamations rose from the crowd as the women scrambled to avoid the demonic energy's corrosive influence. Of course,
they couldn't avoid it, nor did they really want to. Soon, the Cloud and Rain Palace was filled with
the soft moans and gasps of young women, a scene of delightful springtime beauty... ( The following text appears to be unrelated and possibly from a different

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******************************************** Chapter 1 Demonic Tribulation and Miraculous Skills, Carefree
Cave and Strange Heroes of the Jianghu—I Am a Demon Lord Chapter 1 Demonic Tribulation and Miraculous Skills, Carefree Cave

Author: I Am a Demon Lord

Time flies, and ten years have passed since the 'Battle of the Azure Dragon.' Today, Azure Dragon Mountain is still covered with green pines and cypresses, rugged
rocks , and shrouded in mist.") The remnants of the great battle are long gone, but the green mountains remain, and the streams flow on.

This cliff rises abruptly from the ground, piled with strange rocks, resembling a dragon raising its head, poised to soar into the sky, hence its name , Dragon Cliff. Below, clouds swirl.

A stone thrown from the cliff takes a long time to echo back up, the sound reverberating through the mountain walls like thunder , shaking the clouds and mist. Below, through the thick fog, lies a valley, known in the martial world as the Perilous Valley. To this day, no one knows what the Perilous Valley truly looks like, for no living person has ever entered. They die the moment they step inside, for the screams of those who fall can be heard from below. The valley is a death valley, surrounded by sheer, towering walls, and the only entrance is by jumping from Dragon Cliff. This valley is exceptionally peculiar: a large area of land against one side of the mountain wall is covered with exotic flowers and fruits, their vibrant colors lovely, their fragrance invigorating and refreshing ; a clear little pond is surrounded by these flowers and plants, with spring water occasionally gushing from the bottom, sending strings of bubbles rising to the surface and spreading out in concentric ripples. Low trees and stalagmites are piled up haphazardly, seemingly naturally formed; yet upon closer inspection, traces of human intervention are visible. The strange thing is that from any angle, it seems to contain the mysteries of nature, inexplicable and inexplicable. If the flower-filled area is paradise, then what lies outside is hell : poisonous weeds and colorful fungi, towering boulders, venomous snakes and vicious insects tearing and struggling for food, everywhere are the decaying corpses of humans and animals. The bones are not white; they are covered with tiny, black, venomous insects that constantly gnaw at the white bones . The ground was damp and foul-smelling, with wisps of grayish miasma rising from it. Strangely, neither the miasma nor the mist penetrated the vegetation; it merely swirled and intertwined within a ten-foot radius, forming a natural protective shield. If someone fell from the cliff, they would be inexplicably propelled outside the vegetation by a mysterious force, where venomous snakes and insects would swarm , instantly obliterating their remains. The name "Perilous Valley" was truly fitting. Now, another strange sight appeared outside the vegetation: a complete skeleton, completely untouched by venomous insects, with a knife embedded in the bones. The knife was two feet nine inches long, entirely black, with a faint, crimson aura emanating from it, exuding a chilling aura. If any member of the Demonic Sect saw this knife, they would exclaim in horror—the Demonic Knife! Yes, the Demonic Knife. The Demonic Sect's most treasured weapon, the personal weapon of successive Demon Lords, the symbol of the Demonic Sect's supreme power, the Demonic Knife that had vanished from the martial world for ten years. A faint light swirled around the demonic blade, emanating a boundless resentment that kept even poisonous insects at bay, creating an eerie atmosphere . ## ... "Child!" The kind voice was like a wake-up call, instantly calming my heart that was on the verge of collapse. A white light pierced the darkness, revealing a glimmer of light to my eyes. From the light emerged an elder with white hair and a youthful face, his deep, kind gaze bringing warmth to the depths of my heart. The familiar face, the familiar gaze—a feeling of tenderness and affection welled up within me, but after the initial joy came a profound sense of guilt.

"Master, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, the Demonic Sect has already..." I could
n't finish my sentence. I was an orphan since childhood, surviving only thanks to the kindness of the adults around me; it was my master who took me in as his disciple, taught me martial arts, and freed me from that
life of begging. After my master passed away, he entrusted the Demonic Sect to me, and I vowed to carry it forward
to repay his great kindness. But I never imagined that I would cause the Demonic Sect's destruction for a heartless woman. I watched my close brothers die
one by one before my eyes, and now, seeing my still kind and gentle master, I truly don't know what to say
. Yes, it's my fault, all my fault.

"Child, don't blame yourself. Rise and fall, everything is preordained." Master's voice remained calm and benevolent.
"Do you remember what I said before I died?" "

Meridian channels shattered, flesh decayed. The spirit remains, life force undying. The Demonic Tribulation Technique, a transformation. Find a new home,
be reborn, tribulation complete, success achieved." Of course, I wouldn't forget Master's last words. After saying them, a thought flashed through my mind, "
Master , could it be..."

"That's right, you are neither dead nor alive, you are merely a spirit attached to the Demon Blade. Alas!"
A sigh contained complex emotions, and I knew why. The Demonic Tribulation Technique was the highest cultivation method of the Demonic Sect,
passed down only to the Demonic Sect Master. Yet, despite the intelligence of the Demonic Sect Masters throughout history, none had mastered it. The reason was simple:
the cultivation method consisted of only 32 characters. These mere 32 characters, if they were to tell you how to cultivate, would be more like telling
you to go to your death. "Meridian channels shattered, physical body decayed. The spirit remains, life force undying." Who would be foolish enough to sever their own
meridians, only to find their spirit still intact after the body has decayed? Life force undying, and beyond that, forget about it.

Every Demon Lord throughout history knows that the key to extraordinary techniques lies in the first step, but that first step is incredibly difficult to take.

"Child, do you know what 'demon' is?" My master's gaze was serious.

"Demon!? Master, I…" To my shame, as the current leader of the Demonic Sect, I couldn't explain what
'demon' was, nor did I understand its true meaning.

"People say that demons are cruel and evil, bringing bloodshed and destruction. Those who become demons are evil. People in the martial world
want to exterminate our demonic sect, saying we are the source of all evil. In fact, these are all one-sided views. Demons
are actually acting without acting. Buddhists are pure and have few desires, cultivating themselves; Taoists pursue harmony with nature, seeking the unity of
heaven and man ; we demonic sects, however, do as we please, satisfying our own hearts. The heart is the beginning of action. The demonic sect does not
distinguish between good and evil; whatever the heart desires, we will do. There are no gentlemen in the demonic sect. The heart of a gentleman is bound by too many rules and regulations, shackled by
layers chains; the heart of a demon is like a vast ocean, a boundless sky, unrestrained, seeking only what the heart desires,
acting recklessly and arbitrarily. This is why people in the martial world regard us as evil and heretical." My master's earnest
voice echoed in my mind.

"Master!" I was both grateful and ashamed. My master's last words were clearly directed at me. My
title of "Demon Lord" doesn't simply mean I'm the leader of the Demonic Sect, but rather that I act according to the rules of the martial world,
upright and honorable , possessing the qualities of a true gentleman. I used to think of myself as a towering hero, but now I know that as the leader of the Demonic Sect
, I'm merely an object of ridicule. Hmph! 'Demon Lord' is utter nonsense! If anyone calls me "Demon Lord" again,
I will kill them.

"Child, you are inherently kind and blessed. If you hadn't been brought back to the Demonic Sect by me, but instead joined a
righteous sect, you would surely be a great hero in the martial world by now. I don't know if what I did helped you or harmed
you. Alas!" My master paused, seeing I was about to speak, and stopped me, saying, "My time is running out
. Child, I now understand that to complete the first step of the Demonic Tribulation Technique, two crucial factors are required: one is
the Demonic Blade, which is only passed down by the leader of the Demonic Sect, and the other is the Demonic Heart."

"The Demonic Heart!?" I asked, puzzled.

"Indeed. Child, because you were hurt by the woman you loved most, you have too much resentment and unwillingness in your heart.
The resentment in your heart allowed your fragile spirit to remain in the world for a while. This is the power of desire in your heart.

And at this time, the Demon Blade played a key role. The Demon Blade followed the Demon Lords of all generations, and naturally resonated with
the heart . When all your meridians were severed and you were seriously injured, the Demon Blade pierced your heart. The Demon Blade absorbed your
flesh and blood and the resentment in your heart, and of course, it became the place where your spirit now resides. So, the fact that you were able to take
a step that no Demon Lord of all generations had ever taken is due to your good fortune." "

Is this my good fortune?! Being stabbed in the heart by the woman I love most, this is my good fortune?!"

I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly. I really didn't want this kind of good fortune. I just wanted to live a happy life with the woman I loved
most .

"Child, the future is uncertain, and the past is unclear. Since you've taken the first step, you must continue.
Your future success or failure, honor or disgrace, is up to you! ... Follow your heart, and the world will be your guide..."

"Master!" The white light before my eyes gradually faded, and my master's last voice drifted back. I felt
a deep reluctance and cried out, wanting to chase after him. Suddenly, the dark space before me spun, and a heavy dizziness
followed . I fell into a state of unconsciousness again.

When I awoke again, I found myself in a strange valley. Around me, hordes of disgusting snakes and insects
wriggled and fought, feeding and battling on incomplete skeletons. Beneath me lay a skeleton, untouched by
the snakes and insects. Only then did I realize that my body was a sword, the familiar demonic sword. It seemed I was
now a wandering ghost attached to the demonic sword. Seeing his own bones beneath him, he felt a mix
of emotions. "Fate is cruel! Haha!" He wanted to laugh self-deprecatingly, but for some reason, he couldn't.
If he could, he might even shed a few tears.

After a moment of reflection, he carefully examined the strange valley and quickly noticed the unusual nature of the clump of flowers and plants.

"It's a grand formation." Although he wouldn't claim to be an expert in all formations, the Demonic Sect's secret caves
contained a wealth of books, giving him some understanding of the art of divination and escape, and he had even dabbled in the study of some strange formations. However,
he had never seen this formation before, nor had he seen it described in any book.

"This is a truly wondrous formation!" Seeing that the clouds and miasma couldn't penetrate the formation, he realized that
it somehow isolated all tangible objects. Without knowing how to enter, it was impossible
to get in. But now, as an intangible soul, he wondered if he could enter. With a thought, his
spirit detached from the demonic blade, drifting around like the atmosphere, only now possessing its own consciousness.
However, the formation showed no reaction to this special intruder; I entered effortlessly.

The beautiful scenery among the flowers and plants infused my overflowing grief with a touch of warmth. It seems this demon lord still possesses
a recluse's spirit. Unconsciously, I thought of her again. How wonderful it would be if she could be with me in this blessed land, whispering sweet nothings,
growing old together. Haha, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have discovered this valley, nor entered this beautiful scenery
. Ha! It seems I should thank her. Fate, fate is predetermined; perhaps all of this was
destined .

She is the daughter of the righteous sect, while I am the great demon of the demonic sect. Perhaps our union was
a . I still remember the first time I saw her: on the misty, rain-drenched lake, a small boat, a
white dress, a floral umbrella, gliding slowly past me. A gentle breeze stirred, lifting the hem of her pristine robes and revealing
her exquisitely curvaceous figure; it then caressed her breathtakingly beautiful face, causing strands of her long
, black hair to flutter softly behind her ears, making her appear like a fairy about to take flight. "A lotus blossom maiden, a water fairy,"
the title of the most beautiful woman in the martial world was truly well-deserved. No, even Qian Yuzi's eight-character evaluation was insufficient to describe
even a fraction of her beauty. Any words used to describe beauty would be a desecration of her; her beauty could not
be described in human language, perhaps only celestial words could barely capture it. Suddenly, I felt a surge of resentment
towards the breeze. How dare it so freely caress the body of the fairy in my heart—no, it shouldn't even touch her. She suddenly turned and
smiled slightly at me. For her, it was just a casual gesture, but for me, it was different. That smile as she turned back
instantly dispelled all my resentment towards Qingfeng. The gloomy sky seemed to suddenly clear, and vibrant
flowers bloomed before me. An overwhelming excitement quickly filled my chest, and I felt
a dizzying … I stared blankly as her small boat sailed away. From that moment on, my heart was filled with her smiling face,
leaving no room for any other woman.

Her smile, the scene of the first time I saw her—I kept these memories deep within my heart, never
mentioning them to anyone, not even her. These are my most beautiful memories. Although she
smiled at me countless times during the three years we lived together, I felt that her smile as she turned back was the most beautiful, the most natural, the purest
. Her smile is still vivid in my mind, but where is she? She has vanished without a trace, leaving only endless
sorrow, helplessness, and resentment. To this day, I still cannot understand how she, the woman I shared a bed with for three years, the gentle and virtuous woman,
the woman who cared so much for the brothers of the Demonic Sect, could betray our sect and even kill her own husband
—me.

I'm not reconciled. I must be reborn! I must ask her with my own eyes if she ever loved me. Were
all those wonderful years we spent together a lie?! All a pretense, a deception?!
Haha , right, and her senior brother too, that hypocritical scoundrel, that scoundrel who became the leader of the martial arts alliance…

…

“Xu Lei, you just wait! I, Luo Tianfan, will definitely come for you, hahaha!…” I never
expected that I, now in spirit form, could actually speak. My resentful laughter echoed through the valley,
causing the clouds to churn and swirl like thunder, sounding even more desolate and powerful. My current spirit form also emitted
a burst of energy, stirring up the surrounding air currents and making the flowers and grass sway. Before I could even ponder
the reason, a wave of exhaustion and drowsiness washed over me, and I fell into an unconscious sleep again.

When I awoke again, my spirit form was back on the demonic blade. I feel incredibly weak,
unable to move, and even thinking seems like a struggle. Now I realize that my spirit, like a human body,
can make sounds and wield power, but it also has its limits. This is probably
the unique characteristic . I have no idea how to cultivate the Demonic Tribulation Technique; I can only figure it out slowly on my own.
I don't know what time it is now, or how long it will take to 'complete the tribulation and achieve success.' I still want revenge,
but it seems like an eternity.

Gradually, my mind calmed down. Since Heaven allowed me to survive in this form, it
means my destiny is not yet over. My master also said I have deep blessings, so I will definitely have a chance to be resurrected, a chance
to take revenge. My spirit is still very weak; not only can I not wield much power, but if I stray too far from
the Demon Blade for too long, I quickly lose consciousness and return to the Demon Blade. So what I need to do now is strengthen my
spirit.

Sunrise and sunset, moon waxing and waning—it seems like another year has passed without me realizing it. By day, I absorb the sun
's light and heat; by night, I absorb the moon's essence. Then, I cultivate my spirit body as if it were my physical body, following the demonic cultivation methods,
and my spirit body gradually grows stronger. Now, I can travel several miles with a thought. Although I can't go much further,
I can wander for long periods without relying on the demonic blade. The demonic blade has become my home; I only return to it when I want to
rest , truly becoming a wandering ghost.

In this year, I have seen many people fall into this treacherous valley. There are
ordinary , and martial artists who have been defeated and fallen on Dragon Cliff. Some were lucky enough
to die upon falling, unaware that their bodies had been reduced to ashes. Those who did not die were bounced back by the force of the fall and
landed in a swarm of poisonous insects. The insects swarmed them instantly, and only pitiful cries could be heard from the writhing
, struggling insects before quickly fading into silence. At first, I felt a little pity for those people, but now I
've become numb, deaf to their screams.

What's the use of being pitiful? It's all fate. Who told you to be a loser? This is the end for
losers . No matter how upright, kind, or honest you are, failure means a miserable end,
like me now. Those who succeed, no matter how despicable, shameless, or insidious,
live well, they're heroes, like that damned martial arts leader Xu Lei. Humph! Just thinking about it makes me resentful and
angry. Besides, how many people pitied me when I was begging as a child? If it weren't for my master, I would have died long ago.
Those rich people would rather throw away their leftovers to feed their dogs than give alms to us poor people.

Those Buddhist monks who constantly preach compassion, how many of them truly possess compassion? When
they attacked they killed more ruthlessly than anyone else. They only speak of compassion to get more money
so they can live a more comfortable life. They don't work, they just use their silver tongues to freeload.
They were even hailed by those ignorant village women as the reincarnation of Buddha and the manifestation of Bodhisattva. No wonder so many people have seen through the illusions of
the world ; it's just that it's easier to get by in Buddhism than in the secular world.

I once witnessed a monk and a nun fall here, but these two compassionate
people drew their swords and attacked not poisonous snakes and insects, but their opponents, hoping to escape
. In the end, they both met a tragic end, their bodies never to be found. Two other brothers suffered the same fate. Perhaps this is human nature, only truly revealed in the face of
death . Ha! I'm no longer human, so
what use is it for me to ponder human nature? Master was right, the heart of a demon is free to do as it pleases, unhindered by heaven and earth
; from now on, I will only act according to my own will, why bother with good and evil, human nature? These are all just things
those teachers use to deceive ignorant children. "At birth, human nature is good"—who said that? How could he possibly
know? It's utter nonsense.

That day, I felt it was time to explore that ancient and wondrous formation. Previously, due to my
weak spiritual body, I had never entered this formation since my first encounter. I felt that someone setting up such
a must have something special about it, and with my immature spiritual body at the time, encountering any danger
would truly be a 'demonic tribulation.'

The flowers and plants were still as beautiful as ever, warm and spring-like all year round, with various exotic flowers and fruits that would be fiercely fought over by martial arts
practitioners lying on the ground rotting. The stone wall protected by the formation,
though covered in vines, still revealed a doorway. The stone door was small, only wide enough for two people
to pass side by side. I searched for a long time but couldn't find the control point; it seemed the door could only be opened from the inside.

I walked through the stone door, and it was a strange feeling. Everything went black, and when I could see again,
I had passed through the stone door. This was the art of passing through walls, nothing special for my current spiritual body
. The winding passage led underground, with stone steps paved on the ground and small, shimmering luminous pearls
inlaid . It seemed the owner of this place was no ordinary person. I floated towards
the depths of the cave.

After passing through several gates, I finally arrived at the central hall of the entire underground cave. Above the main gate, four large characters—'逍遥洞府' (Xiaoyao Cave Abode)—were inlaid with
luminous pearls each about the size of a goose egg, and remarkably,
there were ninety-nine of them. The gate was guarded not by stone lions, but by jade carvings of a Qilin on the left and a Azure Dragon on the right,
lifelike and majestic; their eyes were gleaming with vibrant red light from rubies, and the purple
inner cores they held in their mouths were fist-sized pieces of warm jade, emitting a gentle glow. "A grand gesture, truly a grand gesture!" I couldn't help but
exclaim admiration. The treasures within the Demonic Sect's secret cave were not few, but compared to this gate, they all paled in comparison.

The scene beyond the gate surprised me slightly. It wasn't a solemn imperial palace, nor
a Taoist meditation room for quiet contemplation, but a large bedroom. In the center stood
a jade bed large enough to comfortably accommodate more than twenty people. The bed curtains were perfectly intact, woven from celestial silkworm silk and adorned with 18 lifelike
depictions of various sexual acts between men and women. Around the jade bed were two incense burners carved from warm jade, emitting
fragrant incense; only six oddly shaped wooden chairs, all made of fine ironwood—
no wonder they were in such good condition. Nothing else was on the floor. However, eight crystal mirrors, each the size of a small door, were inlaid in
the four walls according to the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) arrangement. Above the jade bed was another
crystal mirror, only larger, about half the size of the bed. Besides these mirrors,
the walls and ceiling were also inlaid with fist-sized luminous pearls, various colored gemstones, and warm jade, making the entire room bright,
warm, and inviting.

I noticed that besides the three different sculpted portraits of ladies on the wall, there was only one
map that seemed to be of this carefree cave, and three texts. For me, the portraits and the map were unimportant; to understand the situation of this
underground palace, the texts were essential. Two of the texts were secret manuals,
'The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women' and 'The Carefree Body of Heaven and Earth,' while the third was a general introduction:

"I, Yu Xiao Ziyao, styled Xiaoyaozi, born in the 173rd year of the Celestial Dynasty, have been well-read since childhood, fond of both literature and martial arts. In my youth ,
I stumbled upon this underground palace, built by the previous dynasty's royal family, whose rich collection of books I treasured. In my prime, I was particularly interested in the beauty of
women , believing that all women in the world could be divided into three types: Saintly women are dignified and virtuous, dignified and self-possessed;
Jade women are innocent and carefree, chaste and gentle; and Mysterious women are clever and charming, quick-witted and lovely." Therefore, this palace was renamed
the Carefree Abode, and the main hall was named the Cloud and Rain Hall. Later, it was rebuilt into "Three Palaces and Six Courtyards."
The Three Palaces were the Saintess Palace, the Jade Maiden Palace, and the Mysterious Maiden Palace, housing beauties of all kinds; the Six Courtyards were the Academy of Studies, the Academy of Martial Arts, the Academy of Military Affairs, the Academy of Alchemy, the Academy of Treasures, and the Academy of Flowers, housing
rare treasures from all over the world. "I have lived a carefree life, enjoying pleasure as I please, without regrets. I hope those who are blessed in the future will cherish and use this opportunity.

" I looked around and then at the words on the wall, and a strange feeling welled up in my heart: "This person is clearly a
lecherous scoundrel , yet he speaks so grandly, boasting about 'carefree and at ease, enjoying pleasure as he pleases.'
How easy is it to 'enjoy pleasure as one pleases'? His beloved woman betrayed him, so what is there to talk about enjoying pleasure as one pleases?" If it were
me in the past, I would have definitely turned away and left. It's not worth seeing the martial arts of a lecherous scoundrel. But now I really want to see what kind of powerful mental technique he has
that allows him to "enjoy carefree and at ease, enjoying pleasure as he pleases." A faint hope lingered in my heart
: if I mastered his martial arts techniques, could I win back her who had already left? This thought
even made me somewhat hate myself.

The *Manipulating Women's Heart Sutra*: In the beginning, when chaos reigned and heaven and earth were first separated, Taiji transformed into Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang are Yang; heaven is Yang,
earth is Yin; the sun is Yang, the moon is Yin. Animals have male and female, humans have male and female; the way of Yin and Yang has existed since ancient times. Yin and Yang
attract each other , heaven and earth unite, transforming back into Taiji, its power infinite and its capacity boundless. I have spent three years developing this, combining the *Emperor's Inner Alchemy Technique*,
the *Plain Girl's Heart Sutra*, the *Taoist Dual Cultivation Secret Record*, the *Joyful Zen Method*, and folk *Bedroom Arts*,
and then spent five years personally refining it. It has immense benefits for both men and women, and consists of 18 forms…

The Free and Unfettered Body of Heaven and Earth: Freedom means unrestrained. I am free and unfettered, roaming the world, changing at will, relying on this
technique . This martial arts manual integrates the essence of various schools and sects' lightness skills, body techniques, and footwork, along with techniques such as mind control, bewitching, disguise,
and voice manipulation, all fused together into a single masterpiece. It took five years to master...

After carefully reading the two martial arts manuals, I couldn't help but admire the extraordinary wisdom of this carefree young master; he was truly a genius.
It's astonishing that so many martial arts techniques could be combined, their essence extracted, and these two astonishing techniques created uniquely. I secretly
compared them; with my past martial arts skills, I would definitely be at a disadvantage against someone who knew these two unique techniques. Although these
two techniques lack specific fighting moves, they would allow one to roam freely and dominate the martial world. "Those who
love war have no glorious achievements"—this couldn't be more fitting for these two mental cultivation methods.

Now that I recognize their benefits, I must cherish and use them; they will undoubtedly be of
great help to my future path of revenge. Perhaps I will become a lecherous demon like Xiaoyaozi in the future, but what does it matter?

What does such tender care for one woman bring? An eternal scar in my heart; why not
try different women? Even a lecherous demon is far better than the former demon lord. My master also said that the demonic sect operates on a whim, which
coincides with Xiaoyaozi's mental cultivation method. It seems my fortune is truly profound; these two mental cultivation methods are destined to be mine.

Three years passed quickly; I practiced these mental cultivation methods diligently in this Xiaoyao Cave in my spiritual body for three years. I don't
know if it's because I'm a spirit, making it easier for me to connect with heaven and earth,
but I've already mastered the "Heaven and Earth Free Body" technique; however, I haven't made much progress on the "Manipulating Women Heart Sutra," since I don't have any women to practice with; even if I
had women, I still wouldn't be able to find suitable bodies.

In these three years, I've traveled throughout the entire underground palace. The outer perimeter of the Free and Unfettered Cave is arranged in six courtyards according to the Six Harmonies Formation, and
the place I entered was the Flower Courtyard, planted with exotic flowers and fruits. Because it was exposed to the sunlight, it was
protected by the "Limitless Wonder Formation" and poisonous snakes and insects. The academy houses a vast collection of books and scrolls, including historical records,
treatises on divination and military strategy, military tactics, tales of strange creatures and monsters, and books on music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The martial arts academy contains martial arts classics from
various , as well as many secret manuals and techniques, many of which are lost martial arts techniques. Even my Demonic Sect
's incomplete "Great Yin Hand Seal" is found in a complete copy. The weaponry, alchemy, and treasure academies respectively collect divine
weapons, miraculous elixirs, and rare treasures—all things rarely seen in the world. The Free and Unfettered Cave Mansion has three palaces arranged in
a Three Talents Formation to protect the Cloud and Rain Palace. These three palaces are entirely inhabited by women, seemingly the residence of the Free and Unfettered Women. I
wasn't interested in these and quickly passed through. The entire Free and Unfettered Cave Mansion, built by the previous dynasty's royal family, is intricately designed with
traps and mechanisms, so numerous that even immortals would find it difficult to escape once activated. I
feel incredibly fortunate to be the master of this place.

After practicing my martial arts that day, I suddenly felt restless and vaguely sensed a resentful and hateful aura coming from the southwest,
revealing a strong reluctance to leave the world. These emotions were exactly the same as my own feelings at the time, so I became curious and wanted
to see what was going on. In the blink of an eye, I left the Free and Unfettered Cave and flew southwest.

What I saw were three naked bodies, two men and one woman, engaging in sexual intercourse in this desolate mountain forest.

The woman was beautiful, a pretty woman under thirty years old, with some bluish-purple pinch marks on her fair skin,
especially on her full breasts. She was now dead, her eyes wide open. The two men seemed to be martial
artists. Their penises were now inserted into the woman's vagina and anus, thrusting vigorously.
They were quite handsome, but I never thought they would commit such a necrophiliac act.

“Senior brother, I never expected the Minister’s wife’s back door to be so virgin! Ugh, so tight, it’s squeezing my
little brother so tight he’s about to break! So good! Hehe, I didn’t expect the Minister to be so lazy, but he’s letting us brothers have it.”

The man behind him said while vigorously thrusting.

“Yeah, junior brother, this woman’s front is tight too, looks like she’s not used much. It’s a pity she’s
dead, I was hoping to play with her a few more times.” The man in front said with regret, but still continued
to rape .

“Senior brother, what’s the pity? She’s done, but there are her two daughters, I’m sure they’ll be even more pleasurable.

Hehe!” the junior brother lewdly laughed.

“Not bad, not bad, I’m sure the two little beauties are even better than their mother, I can’t wait.

Little beauties, wait a little longer, don’t rush, it’ll be your turn soon, haha!” The two brothers laughed
at the same time .

I noticed two twin girls lying nearby, about ten years old,
both beautiful and adorable, bearing a striking resemblance to the deceased woman—natural beauties who would surely grow up to
be stunning. The two girls had their pressure points sealed, forced to watch helplessly as their mother was raped and killed by the thugs. They couldn't
scream or move, only able to watch as tears streamed down their bright eyes.
The thought that these two thugs would soon do the same to them filled them with even greater fear, their eyes brimming with terror and tears flowing incessantly.

"Haha!" Seeing the two girls' terrified expressions, the two brothers grew even louder,
increasing the speed of their thrusts, the "slap slap" of flesh hitting flesh becoming even louder. In this desolate wilderness, no one would come
, so the brothers were completely unconcerned.

Watching this human tragedy, I felt little pity. Such things were common in the world; I
didn't want to waste any more time. Just as I was about to turn back, a woman appeared before me. The woman looked
exactly like , her eyes filled with a pitiful pleading gaze, and she was also completely naked.

"Please, great immortal, save my two daughters! I, Yu Ruolan, kneel before you, great immortal!"
The woman's voice echoed in my mind as she knelt before me and kowtowed three times.

"You can see me? Get up!" I was puzzled; a human shouldn't be able to see me.

"Yes, great immortal. I can see you. Please have mercy and save my two daughters," Yu Ruolan continued
to plead.

It seemed that because we were both spirits, she could see me. I said, "I'm not some great immortal; I'm
just a wandering ghost like you." It seemed that her resentment had brought me here.

Seeing her dejected expression after hearing my words, I couldn't help but say, "If you want to save your two
daughters, I still have a way." After saying that, I regretted it a little. Wasn't I just inviting trouble upon myself
? It seems I really am kind-hearted; my heart softens when I see a beautiful woman who evokes pity.

"Really?! Please save my two daughters, I beg you!" Yu Ruolan's eyes
lit up, and she knelt down again.

Seeing her beautifully curved, bare back, a wicked thought arose in his mind: "I can help you,
but I won't do it without a reward."

"What reward do you want?" Yu Ruolan raised her head blankly.

"Hehe! I want you." I chuckled wickedly, looking at her body. 'Do as you please, without hindrance,'
perhaps I was never a gentleman to begin with; lust suits me better. Let me fall, as long as everything is according to
my heart.

"Me?!" She exclaimed in surprise. Seeing me staring at her body, she seemed to realize she was
naked. Her hands instinctively covered her chest, her legs clamped together, her face flushed red, then turned deathly
pale.

"That's right, I want you. I want you to be my loyal, obedient slave." I ignored her
expression and continued.

"If I... if I agree, will you save my daughter?" Yu Ruolan thought for a long time before asking, her face
pale. lowered her hands, her entire body laid bare before me, though trembling slightly.

She seemed to have no doubt that I could save her daughter; perhaps it was because I was older than her.

“Yes, I will save them. However, my conditions have changed. I want not only you to become my slave, but also
your two daughters.” This was the first time I had ever been so shameless. After saying it, I wanted to beat
myself up.

“You?!” Yu Ruolan looked at me angrily.

“Whether you agree or not is up to you. Whether I save them or not is up to me.” I continued nonchalantly.

At this moment, the two fellow disciples had finished grating on Yu Ruolan’s body and were walking towards her two beautiful daughters with their erect penises
, chuckling lewdly. Yu Ruolan looked at me pleadingly. I
pretended not to see it and watched the two fellow disciples begin to undress the two girls, preparing to watch the show.

"Alright, I promise you. My two daughters, Wang Yuhuan and Wang Yupei, will all be your slaves. I, Yu Ruolan, swear here that I,
Yu Ruolan, and my two daughters, Wang Yuhuan and Wang Yupei, will serve the man before me as our master, remaining loyal
to him for
life. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning and die, never to be reborn, but forever condemned to hell." Yu Ruolan gritted her teeth, not only nodding in agreement but also making a solemn vow, perhaps fearing I wouldn't believe her. Her eyes were red after she finished speaking,
but she stubbornly refused to shed a tear, simply staring at me intently, her lips tightly pressed together.

I quietly observed her, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for her. She seemed to be a chaste, self-disciplined, and strong mother, willing to sacrifice so much
to save her daughters. But I would not change my mind. At that time, children obeyed
their parents' orders; the three of them were destined to be my slaves. However, perhaps she thought I was a spirit and wouldn't
harm them. " We can talk about it later. Right now, as long as she gets over this mental hurdle, it'll
be , after all, she swore an oath herself." Although I really don't trust women anymore, and I don't
believe in oaths.

"Alright! Since you promised, I'll keep my word." I said calmly, looking into her eyes
, noticing a hint of joy in them.

The two fellow disciples were about to undress the two girls and feast when a sudden gust of wind swept through the woods .
Their naked bodies felt a chill, especially their burning penises, which felt as if an ice blade had pierced them, causing them to instantly become impotent
. Just as they were marveling at the strange phenomenon before them, everything suddenly went black, and they fainted. When they
awoke , not only were the two girls gone, but even the corpse of the Minister's wife was gone.
Then, tragically, they discovered they seemed to have lost their sexual prowess. They could only attribute all of this to the work of
demons , their suspicions running wild.

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