Erotic Martial Arts World

In the first chapter of "Erotic Martial Arts

," I knelt before my father's grave and swore, "I will definitely rescue my mother, even if it means going through fire and water, enduring the scorn of thousands, I will make the Xuan Yin Sect pay for its sins!" My father, Fan Durui, was originally the head of the Azure Dragon Hall of the Xuan Yin Sect, and my mother, Liu Luyi, was the eldest disciple of the Xuan Yin Sect's leader, the Goddess Xuanbing. During a mission, my father saved my mother, and out of gratitude, she and my mother fell in love. However, my mother was the Xuan Yin Sect's chosen successor, and the Goddess Xuanbing opposed the marriage and secretly plotted to eliminate her. Father and Mother overheard the Xuanbing Goddess secretly ordering her five hall masters (excluding the Azure Dragon Hall) to eliminate Father. They fled the Xuanyin Sect that very night and went into hiding. However, a year after I was born, they were found by the Xuanyin Sect's pursuers. Outnumbered, Mother gave me to Father and drew the pursuers away, but was eventually captured and taken back to the Xuanyin Sect. Father tried everything to rescue her, but Mother had been trained into a mindless, obedient killing machine—the Xuanyin Sect's most prized possession: the Xuanyin Demoness. In the end, Father was wounded by Mother and escaped. He remained depressed and eventually died from his injuries.

I bid farewell to my father's grave once more. He always taught me that rescuing my mother was the top priority, and all other means were acceptable, because this world is a dog-eat-dog world, where the strong are the boss, whether in the righteous or the wicked. With my current martial arts skills, going to the Xuan Yin Sect would only be suicide. Only by improving my martial arts can I achieve my goal, even if it means resorting to theft and deception.

I've been in the martial world for seven months now, searching everywhere for places to learn martial arts. I've visited 47 martial arts schools, but they all teach third-rate martial arts, which are basically garbage. The famous sects are too strict in selecting disciples, taking seven or eight years to learn more profound martial arts. I can only learn by stealing, but I gain very little. The higher the level of martial arts, the stricter the defense. I'm still hovering at the level of a second-rate master. In the Xuan Yin Sect, even the best of the second-rate masters can only become the incense masters of various halls. My father, a high-ranking first-rate master, is only a hall master. My mother has now been trained into the inhuman Xuan Yin Demoness, probably a special-grade one, and the Xuan Bing Goddess is even more unfathomable. In my desperation, I had no choice but to risk sneaking into the Kongtong Sect's scripture library to steal the secret manual.

"Don't let him get away! Everyone, chase after him!" On the mountain path, a large group of people were carrying torches. In front of them was a masked man dressed in black clothes and pants—that was me. Sure enough, my father's teachings were right. Stealing is a despicable act. Even if you're a villain, you should do it openly and honestly. Don't do it unless absolutely necessary. If you do it recklessly, this is the consequence. I was being chased by hundreds of people. "Oh no," I thought, looking at the cliff in front of me. "Is the heavens going to kill me?" A large group of men and women surrounded me from behind. "You scoundrel, where do you think you're going to run to!" In my panic, I injured nearly ten people as I fled. The enmity between us had grown too great. Now that they had surrounded me, it seemed that surrendering for safety was impossible. "Surrender now! Our Kongtong Sect is magnanimous; we'll only cripple your martial arts and spare your life, allowing you to live out your days in peace within the sect." Damn, live out your days in peace? That sounds nice, but it's more like spending your life locked in a dungeon. "Enough nonsense! Those who want to fight, come on up! Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus." Damn it, I only wandered around the Sutra Repository, and while escaping, I casually stole a book from the sect leader's room. Did I really need so many people chasing me? But then again, that book was hidden so well; if it weren't for our regular training, we wouldn't have found it. It must be something valuable.

An old man with a goat's stubble stepped forward. "You audacious thief, breaking into our Kongtong Sect in the dead of night and daring to injure my disciples! Today I will eliminate you!" "Sect Leader, please calm down. Let this disciple capture him." A man in his thirties bowed and said. "Alright, Tang Bing, you will take his head." Sect Leader? He looked a bit lecherous to me. Damn it, whatever, I'll just cut down a few first and see if I can carve a bloody path through the chaos. I swung my sword forward, unleashing a move called "Mysterious Bird Slashes Sand" straight at Tang Bing. Tang Bing turned and dodged, unleashing a series of Kongtong techniques with his Qingfeng sword. Damn, I'm not usually so blatant when I peek at things. I'm clearly a level below him. His relentless use of Kongtong techniques left me flustered. Luckily, I'd peeked at some of them before and knew how to counter some of them. Otherwise, I would have been reunited with my father and son long ago. Although the Kongtong sword technique is powerful, I still have a trick up my sleeve, waiting for the right opportunity. Finally, Tang Bing used the move "Retrieving from a Bag," the best counter I could think of among the stolen Kongtong sword techniques. As he finished his move, my sword retreated instead of advancing, employing a "half-concealed face" technique, deflecting his sword with a clang. My left palm, having accumulated all its power, struck his wide-open chest. "Ugh!" Tang Bing coughed up blood. I was also badly injured; the force of his internal energy had nearly broken my arm. A sweet taste filled my mouth, and despite the nausea, I lunged towards the edge of the cliff. Most of the people there were younger Kongtong disciples; the sect leader was still about 40 feet away. I thought I could escape in the chaos.

But I was clearly wrong. I hadn't expected there to be such a formidable expert among the younger disciples. Truly a prestigious sect! As I fell off the cliff, I thought to myself, "I've dislocated the internal organs of a beautiful woman who's only about 25 years old with a single palm strike, sending her plummeting to the bottom of the precipice." Damn it, I swear, if I don't die, I'll rape her until she begs for forgiveness!

I lay there, soaking wet, with a few water plants on my head. After crawling out of the water, I quickly tended to my wounds. Thank goodness I only fell into the water; I almost died. In the legendary tales of heroes my father told me, many who survived near-death experiences were destined for great adventures, and many of them were like me, falling off cliffs. I wondered if I'd experienced anything like that. While meditating to heal, this thought suddenly came to mind. Oh no, my secret manual! I remembered the manual I kept in my bosom (I think so, otherwise it would be too unfair).

Remember not to let your mind wander while practicing, or you'll easily go into a state of demonic possession. I remembered my father's lesson once again. This was my last thought before I lost consciousness.

Powerful internal energy flowed through my body. I dreamt that I was standing atop the towering Xuan Yin Sect's headquarters, with the sect leader and the lecherous old man who was the head of the Kongtong Sect kneeling at my feet. I laughed wildly towards the sky, while my mother stood behind me, smiling gently at me. My laughter subsided, and I leaped forward, aiming a flying kick at the head of that despicable old man. But just before I reached him, I realized he had suddenly transformed into my father. "Damn it, you bastard, you dare kick your father?!" I quickly pulled back my leg, did a backflip, and forcefully stopped my momentum, standing right in front of him. My father had reverted to that despicable old man, glaring at me through gritted teeth. I broke out in a cold sweat and screamed in terror. "What are you yelling about, you little bastard? Haven't you ever seen an old man before? Damn, if it weren't for me saving you, you'd be dead already." Before me stood an old man, his face like an orange peel, a withered yellow goat's stubble reaching his chest, hawk-eyed and hooked-nosed. He was drenched in sweat, gritting his teeth, his eyes wide, his withered yellow goat's stubble swaying wildly – a truly unsightly sight. No wonder I had that dream earlier. The internal energy that made me feel like I was flying was coming from his palms pressed against my chest. I quickly closed my eyes and began circulating my internal energy to help him heal.

"Thank you for healing me, senior. May I ask your name, and where is this place?" I respectfully asked the old man—no, I mean, the senior. "I am Liu Yidao, the most dashing and handsome flower-loving hermit in the world (borrowing the name from Rosen's character, please don't mind). This is, of course, the precipice of Mount Kongtong, the very place where you fell. You're only the second person in 60 years to fall and survive. You're incredibly lucky." I quickly asked, "Who was the first?" "Idiot, of course it's me! Is that a ghost standing in front of you? Are there such dashing and handsome ghosts?" Ouch! This guy must be a top-tier expert, otherwise how could he have hit me on the head so hard? But as impressive as he is, he clearly lacks self-awareness. What dashing and handsome? Maybe in your next life. That's what I thought to myself, but I dared not show it. "Junior Fan Xiaolong thanks Senior for saving my life."

"Ah, where's my secret manual?" I remembered the manual and hurriedly pulled it out to check if it was damaged, but when I touched it, I found it was gone. Liu Yidao slapped me on the shoulder, "So you're one of us too, kid. I didn't expect you to find such good stuff." I looked at him in confusion. Liu Yidao took out the still slightly damp book, opened it, and showed it to me. I immediately fainted from anger. Damn it, it was full of erotic pictures, with accompanying text descriptions. I risked my life, was chased by hundreds of men and women, and finally fell off a cliff, all for this shady book secretly printed by a black publisher? No wonder that old bastard Kongtong Sect leader was so eager to kill me. The dignified Kongtong Sect leader had a erotic picture book stolen from his bedroom by a petty thief. All his face and reputation were ruined. Ignoring everything, I snatched the book and flipped through it haphazardly. It contained everything imaginable: old men pushing carts, Guanyin sitting on a lotus, the back garden flower, the jade maiden playing the flute—but nothing about martial arts. I was blushing furiously, and my little brother almost got an erection right there.

This was all observed by the lecherous old man, who said admiringly, "I wasn't wrong, was I? This book is truly top-notch. Back in my day, I'd never seen anything so good. But young man, your self-control is a bit weak; you almost couldn't resist after reading just a little. Let me teach you how to be a proper flower thief. I'll teach you everything I know." What?! I looked at the old man, both amused and exasperated, and threw the book at him. "Here you go, I don't want this stuff." But this old man clearly possessed a very high level of martial arts skill; learning from him might be a good idea.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye. During my conversation with Liu Yidao, I learned that he was almost 100 years old. Back then, he had traveled all over the world and made countless enemies. Hundreds of people from both the righteous and evil factions of the martial arts world, who had been cuckolded, devised a trap to lure him out with beautiful women and launch a large-scale attack. He killed hundreds of people and fled to Mount Kongtong. However, even heroes cannot withstand the sheer number of people. In the end, he was surrounded at the edge of a cliff and, exhausted, jumped off. He'd been trapped here for 60 years, exploring every inch of the canyon, but couldn't find a way out. He'd only avoided the water because he was naturally afraid of it… In

the second chapter of "Erotic Martial Arts,"

Liu Yidao, knowing his time was near, desperately taught me everything he knew over the past three months. His bedroom arts were the only thing he'd learned from a legitimate source, supposedly a true skill passed down from the Yellow Emperor. Whether it was true or not, only the Yellow Emperor and Heaven could tell. He also imparted all his knowledge of the Demon God Technique, the Thousand-Mile Flower-Picking Journey, the Flower-Picking Jade Hand, and acupressure techniques. However, he didn't teach me anything about weapons. He said that entering a beautiful woman's boudoir with a weapon would be disrespectful, and accidentally injuring her would ruin the mood. While talking, he also went on to talk about beautiful women. I'd mastered most of what he taught, but I lacked the refinement and internal energy.

Two days later, Liu Yidao suddenly made me sit cross-legged in front of him. He sat behind me, his palms pressed against my back. I knew something must have happened. "Old man, what do you want to do?" "I estimate I'll be going to hell in a few days. If I leave, all my skills will be wasted. I might as well pass them on to you as a memento." "No way, old man, you're just going to die like that? Don't you want to go out and see the world again?

You'll be alright." We'd been together for three months, both teacher and friend. I really didn't want him to leave like this. "I've been stuck in this godforsaken place, where there aren't even many female animals, for 60 years, and I've lived to be nearly 100. Consider these 60 years God has tormented me. Do you expect me to suffer for a thousand years, like the old saying goes, 'A scourge lives a thousand years, but a scourge lives a thousand?' Enough nonsense. If you don't want your meridians to burst, focus on circulating your energy. I'll transfer it to you over three days." Liu Yidao's own internal energy was nearly a hundred years old, plus the energy he gained from the cultivation method, totaling no less than 150 years. Plus, he'd been cultivating diligently in this canyon for 60 years, making his internal energy incredibly refined. I might not be able to fully absorb it in three days. It seems the old man was right; he's about to pass away.

I buried Liu Yidao's body deep inside the cave, bid him farewell, and tidied myself up before heading to the pool. The water level here remains constant year-round, even after three days and three nights of torrential rain. There must be a hidden passage underwater, but I don't know if I can make it that far. But I had no other choice; the old man had already left.

This is a dilapidated mountain temple about 20 li away from the Kongtong Sect. It's run-down and covered in cobwebs. I found a clean spot to sit down and spent almost an hour in the water. I almost ended up going to hell with Liu Yidao. If it weren't for the Kongtong Sect, I wouldn't have suffered like this. I decided to go after dark and teach that woman who slapped me a lesson, and also test my bedroom skills. Hehe, I'll try out the positions in this book and make that woman pay. I took out the erotic picture book that was carefully wrapped in oilcloth. Now it should be called a secret manual. Before he died, Liu Yidao used the juice of the local herbs to write down all the martial arts techniques I didn't know. As long as you heat it over a low flame, it will reveal itself for an hour. As I flipped through the pages, I thought, "That woman has a face like a spring flower, a good figure, and a big, perky butt. I wonder if she's been with that old geezer from the Kongtong Sect. After all, someone who keeps this kind of book in his room is definitely not a gentleman, even though he claims to be." I muttered to myself, wishing it would get dark soon so I could try it out.

I used my "Thousand Miles of Flower Picking" lightness skill—that's the name that old geezer Liu Yidao gave it himself. I don't know what it was originally called, but it's definitely a first-rate martial art. I covered the 20-mile rugged mountain road in less than half an hour.

According to the Kongtong Sect's layout of men on the left and women on the right, that woman should be fast asleep in one of the rooms on the right. I wonder what she'll think when she sees me? I was still dressed the same as I was three months ago.

I searched through more than a dozen female disciples' bedrooms. Although some were quite nice, they weren't my target tonight. I'd come back another time. Finally, I found her. After confirming her identity through the crack in the window, I released a soft palm strike, silently breaking open the door. After securing the door, I carefully examined my enemy. At 25, she was at the peak of her youthful beauty. Her lips were curved in a spring-like smile, her face as radiant as a spring flower. Her snow-white arms, exposed by a thin blanket, lay across her high, gently heaving breasts. What a beautiful picture of a sleeping beauty! I quietly undressed myself and used two fingers to press her acupoints of paralysis and muteness, lest she ruin my plans. The beauty awoke with a start. Before her stood a naked, masked man. It wasn't that I was cowardly; I wanted revenge. But to avoid unnecessary trouble in rescuing my mother later, I tried to avoid making enemies, and if I did, I tried to keep them from knowing who I was. "Hehe, you didn't expect I'd come back from the brink of death to find you, did you, my beauty? Weren't you so impressive when you knocked me off that cliff with one blow? Now I'm here to repay you." I grinned like a thug, stripping her of everything that could cover her body, and pounced on her. Without any flirting, I went straight for the kill. She'd given me so much pain; now it was her turn. She frowned, a look of pain on her face. Without lubrication, it was obviously uncomfortable. I thrust hard, finding pleasure in watching her suffer. Each thrust penetrated deep into her uterus, the head of my penis hitting the uterine wall, causing her excruciating pain. "You slut, now you know you were wrong, don't you?" I bit her earlobe hard. Her painful, heavy breathing only fueled my lust. I put the bedroom techniques Liu Yidao had taught me into practice on her. After all, it was just theory before; only through practice could it become real experience. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, probably due to my bedroom techniques, her honey pot slowly became moist. The expression on this slut's face wasn't as painful anymore; instead, it was flushed a little red, tinged with humiliation. Damn it, I came here to torture you, not to let you enjoy yourself. This slut is clearly not a virgin; I didn't see any blood when I penetrated her. I withdrew, turned her body over, and forcefully spread her two snow-white, plump, and perky buttocks. I rubbed my penis against her anus a few times and chuckled softly, "I hope this doesn't disappoint me." I thrust my buttocks forward, and the tip of my penis entered her anus. I could clearly feel a contraction and writhing inside, a tight, gripping sensation. Looking down, I saw a trickle of bright red blood flowing down the interface between my penis and her anus. I hummed in satisfaction. Not bad. I continued to vigorously cultivate her back passage, slowly and powerfully inserting my penis, slowly feeling the heat and contractions inside her anus. When it was all the way in, I lay on top of her, flipped the erotic book to the page about the back passage, and placed it in front of her. "Blame your sect leader, he ordered you to hunt me down because of this book. Now I'm just following this so-called secret manual. How is it? Comfortable?" I forcefully opened up this virgin territory that had been preserved for 25 years, squeezing her breasts hard with both hands. I threw all the bedroom arts to the winds, just brutally enjoying myself, forcefully drilling and pulling my penis in and out of her tender rectum, ravaging her anus beyond recognition. Finally, with a violent tremor inside her rectum, I ejaculated my hot semen inside. Seeing her tears streaming down her face, her jaw clenched, suffering so much, gave me a real sense of satisfaction. My penis, which had just softened, stirred again after a brief rest. This time, following the incantations of the art of lovemaking, it lasted noticeably longer than before. When I withdrew, I saw her delicate anus, red and swollen, pink fluid flowing from her round anus, large enough to fit two fingers side by side. The sight was incredibly endearing. I looked down at my penis, which was covered in yellow stuff from deep within her rectum, frowned, and flipped her over again, kneeling at her base. I pried open her teeth and shoved my still-erect penis into her cherry-like mouth. That mouth was so small; even stretched to its maximum, it was still incredibly tight. I kept stirring. By the time I fucked her ass a second time, this slut had already passed out from the pain. I forcefully thrust my penis into her throat, instantly waking her up. She saw me kneeling above her head, my penis deep inside her mouth. Without a second thought, she bit down hard on my penis, but my penis, trained by Liu Yidao's secret techniques, was not something this girl, whose acupoints had been numb, could bite. "Nothing less than three parts, how dare you attempt it?" Seeing the hatred and anger in her eyes, I found it amusing. I thrust forcefully, and she bit down hard, her teeth almost loosening my penis. She didn't give up, each time I entered her mouth, she tried to push my penis out with her tongue, but this only made me feel better, making me thrust even harder into her mouth. Finally, I sent a thick stream of semen deep into her throat, making her swallow it all. After three rounds, without any further stimulation, I couldn't take it anymore. I rolled the girl over, lay on her back, and fell into a blissful sleep.

A rooster's crow woke me from my sweet dream. Faint footsteps echoed in the courtyard; the disciples of Kongtong were starting their training. I quickly got up and dressed. Time to move on to the next step. I glanced at the beautiful body that had given me so much pleasure last night. Her little anus and cherry-like lips were red and swollen, half-dried white fluid staining her lips and buttocks. Spots of blood and patches of semen on the sheets testified to what I had done to my mistress last night. I pinched her cheek, ignoring the anger in her red, swollen eyes, and said softly, "I really enjoyed myself last night. I'll definitely do it with your little mouth and buttocks again next time. Now, I'll take my leave. Thank you for your hospitality last night." With that, I opened the back window, checked that no one was around, and with a swift movement, I darted out the window. I was going to teach the Kongtong Sect a lesson. Since they were chasing me for the Sutra Repository, I would burn it down.

The rosy dawn illuminated the sky. Amidst the commotion and cries for help from the Kongtong Sect, I hummed a song and walked happily down Kongtong Mountain. Last night had been quite good. Although it was a bit of a loss to deflower my virginity, the other person was a beautiful woman, so I made do.

Chapter 3 of Erotic Martial Arts

: Luoyang has always been a prosperous city. Where there are people, there is martial arts. Various forces converge here. If I wanted to gather information about the Xuan Yin Sect, Luoyang was the most suitable place. Walking on the bustling streets, I was overwhelmed by the sights: elegantly dressed scions of wealthy families, sword-wielding martial arts heroes, and beautiful young women, but mostly, there were ordinary people. The crowds were so dense that I didn't even know which way to go, let alone gather information. I had no choice but to settle down first.

I randomly picked an inn to stay in, put my luggage down, and called over the waiter: "Do you know where the best sources of information are?" I tossed a piece of silver in my hand, and the waiter's eyes followed the silver as it moved up and down. "Yes, yes, you can find out any information you want at Tingtao Manor. But some specific information has to be purchased from the manor, or you can exchange information that the manor is interested in with them, or with other people."

"Oh, what are the requirements to enter Tingtao Manor?" "Nothing, but there are rules inside. You can't fight inside. If you violate them, you'll be wanted by the government." I asked curiously, "Is it run by the government?" "Yes, it was originally established to reduce conflicts in the martial arts world and provide a place for peaceful negotiations. Later, it gradually became a place for trading information, but some people are afraid of being hunted down if they reveal information about certain secret gangs, so they sell directly to the manor, and then the manor sells it to others." I tossed the silver to the waiter and decided to go to Tingtao Manor first thing tomorrow morning.

I originally thought Tingtao Manor was built by the water, but now I realize I was wrong. It's surrounded by dense pine trees, a magnificent manor covering forty or fifty acres, resplendent in gold and jade. It seems they made a fortune selling intelligence. There were even soldiers guarding the entrance, so it's definitely run by the government, and a very powerful one at that. You know, even the largest gangs in the martial arts world wouldn't dare to go against the government. Once blacklisted, the least they could do is have their gang wiped out; their families and extended families could be implicated and executed. I silently told myself to be careful.

Entering the courtyard, there were several pavilions, with small groups of people sitting there. The rooms were like prisons, completely isolating you from the outside world once the doors were closed. After all, some information could be fatal if it reached certain people. A middle-aged man dressed as a servant approached. "Young master, is there anything I can help you with?" "I want to buy information. What's the price?" The middle-aged man replied, "That depends on the kind of information. Some are expensive, some are cheap, it all depends on the level of secrecy and value of the intelligence." "Can you make that decision completely?

I mean, should I tell you the information I want to buy?" "No, please come with me. I'll take you to see the steward. You can tell him directly what information you want. If he can't make a decision, he'll report it to the master."

Leaving Tingtao Manor, I walked contentedly towards the inn. I had already obtained the information I needed, even though the price was high. The Xuan Yin Sect was planning a major operation next month to negotiate with Hong'an Escort Agency, a subordinate organization of the Huashan Sect. The main issue was that a mountain stronghold under the Xuan Yin Sect's White Tiger Hall had robbed a shipment of goods belonging to Hong'an, but the Huashan Sect had counter-attacked the stronghold and retrieved the goods. Now, both sides were deciding how to settle this score. The Xuan Yin Sect had also deployed the Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise Halls to assist, along with two Xuan Yin Demonesses. This was my chance! I wondered if my mother was involved in this operation.

Looking at the scene before me, I couldn't believe my eyes. Nearly a thousand people were fighting together. I thought I had wandered into the wrong place, stumbling upon a battlefield between two nations. It was truly unbelievable, but even better, it gave me a chance to fish in troubled waters. But first, I needed to find the big fish. I squinted, searching everywhere for highly skilled martial artists. High skill meant high rank; I would capture them and interrogate them about the inner workings of the Xuan Yin Sect. While searching, they also looked for the Mysterious Yin Demoness.

Found her! A red-faced old man, around 50 years old, was a force to be reckoned with by the disciples of Mount Hua. He was accompanied by two slender women wearing silver ghost masks, and a group of people bringing up the rear. "Where is Liu Ziyue? Come and fight me one-on-one, to avoid unnecessary casualties among your disciples!" His voice was like a booming bell, drowning out even the deafening shouts of battle. From the other side came a booming voice, "Mount Hua disciples, stop!" The owner of the voice moved with effortless grace, stepping over the heads of the crowd and appearing before the red-faced old man in the blink of an eye. Upon hearing this, the disciples on both sides stopped fighting, clearly positioning themselves behind their respective leaders. At this moment, the other two leaders of the Mysterious Yin Sect also came to stand beside the old man. "This time, we've come to blows because my Xuan Yin Sect's stronghold was challenged by your Hua Shan Sect. To avoid unnecessary casualties among our disciples, I, Chen Dingyuan, the White Tiger Hall Master of the Xuan Yin Sect, will decide that you choose one of my men for a one-on-one duel. If we win, your Hua Shan Sect will become a branch of the Xuan Yin Sect. If we lose, our Xuan Yin Sect will apologize and never set foot in Hua Shan again. Wherever Hua Shan disciples are, our Xuan Yin Sect subordinates will avoid us. What do you think?" Hua Shan Sect Leader Liu Ziyue laughed heartily: "Good, then let's settle this with a battle! I choose her!" Liu Ziyue pointed to a curvaceous, stunningly beautiful masked woman standing next to Chen Dingyuan. "I've long wanted to see the skills of the Xuan Yin Demoness of the Xuan Yin Sect." I was greatly disappointed. I had hoped he would choose a hall master, preferably in a fight to the death, so I could kidnap and torture him. Now it seems that my hopes have been dashed. I secretly approached the back of the Xuan Yin Sect's group, swatted a member's clothes away, and swaggered to the front of the battlefield to watch their final battle. At this moment, Liu Ziyue had already engaged the Xuan Yin Demoness in combat. The Huashan Sect was renowned for its swordsmanship, while the Xuan Yin Demoness was known for her palm strikes. The two fought fiercely, but Liu Ziyue, being old and lacking strength, was on the verge of defeat after a hundred moves. Knowing he was doomed, when the Xuan Yin Demoness struck with a palm accompanied by a chilling wind, he neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, he raised his free left hand and struck her chest with all his might. In this life-or-death moment, he disregarded martial arts rules against attacking a woman's chest, abdomen, or genitals. The Xuan Yin Demoness's palm also struck Liu Ziyue's chest, instantly turning the former Huashan Sect leader into a former leader. But Liu Ziyue's last stand was no small feat. After being struck by the palm, the Xuan Yin Demoness was sent flying backward in my direction. I leaped up and caught her in my arms. The moment her curvaceous and alluring body entered my embrace, my heart fluttered. Her intoxicating fragrance was intoxicating. At this moment, the Huashan disciples were in an uproar, shouting in grief and indignation, "Avenge our sect leader!" They raised their weapons and rushed over. The hall masters who originally wanted to come and take care of the Xuan Yin Demoness saw this situation and helplessly shouted at me: "Take her to the back to heal her wounds and take good care of her. I will reward you handsomely when we get back."

"I responded and quickly carried the Xuan Yin Demoness away from the battlefield. How could I let such a windfall slip by?

When I reached the rear, the fighting was still raging. I draped the Xuan Yin Demoness's legs over my waist, one hand around her waist, the other supporting her hips, and flew away in a suggestive pose. Since the Xuan Yin Demoness was a mindless killing machine, she had no independent thought and only obeyed orders. Now that Chen Dingyuan had entrusted her with his care, she was at my mercy, without any worries. I carefully avoided leaving a trace, deliberately seeking out secluded spots. I found a cave near a cliff and stopped there. Only then did I have time to examine the beautiful woman in my arms. Although I couldn't capture her alive, obtaining the Xuan Yin Demoness and understanding her weaknesses would be very helpful in rescuing my mother later. I hoped to find a way to restore her to normalcy.

The woman in my arms held me in a seductive pose..." I felt the smooth, delicate touch of her skin. Her two high, firm breasts, seemingly about to burst from her clothes, pressed against my chest. Her slender waist was so supple and boneless, barely a handful. A faint fragrance wafted from her embrace, making my heart flutter. My manhood throbbed, pressing high against her crotch.

Suddenly, everything changed. The alluring beauty in my arms turned into a killer. The Demoness of Xuan Yin suddenly struck me hard in the chest with her palm, sending me flying nearly ten feet. The Demoness of Xuan Yin coldly looked at me, and a voice as sweet as a nightingale's murmur came from behind her mask: "The leader has decreed that any man who harbors ill intentions towards the Demoness of Xuan Yin may be executed." I was both angry and amused. My father had said that the Demoness of Xuan Yin practiced extremely yin and cold internal energy, and was most afraid of yang energy entering her body. At best, it would dissipate her power; at worst, it would kill her. No wonder the Demoness of Xuan Yin gave such a death order. I had forgotten for a moment and almost died. Fortunately, she was still recovering from serious injuries and her power was insufficient, so she was safe.

Seeing that she was about to continue, I quickly said, "You've misunderstood. I'm here to heal you on the orders of Hall Master Chen. How could I have any ill intentions towards you? A doctor's heart is like a parent's; don't be suspicious." I secretly gathered my inner strength; if I couldn't deceive her, I had to take action. Fortunately, she was rather simple-minded. "I can do it myself; I don't need anyone's help." "But Hall Master Chen instructed me to help you. It's easier to heal with help. Don't you want to help Hall Master Chen and the others subdue the Huashan Sect faster?" I didn't believe that the Xuan Yin Sect Leader hadn't ordered the Xuan Yin Demoness to assist the three hall masters in subduing the Huashan Sect. "Alright, how are you going to help me?" I frowned as I looked at the ghost mask she was wearing. "Take off the mask first. Let me see your complexion and your tongue." This is the "observation technique" from traditional Chinese medicine, which I'm using now. The Demoness of Dark Yin removed her mask and set it aside, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. Her face was pale and sickly from lack of sunlight, her eyes somewhat vacant but filled with moisture. Her delicate, upturned nose looked tempting, and her pink lips were gently closed, making me want to pry them open and explore what lay beneath. Her unadorned face was so exquisite, yet somehow I felt a strange sense of familiarity with her. Disgusted by this thought, I shook my head, walked up to her, and said, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue so I can see." She immediately extended her small, pink tongue, revealing perfectly white teeth. Measuring it, I realized her mouth was too small; if I forced my penis inside, her lips would surely tear. That was my conclusion. I circled her once. "I saw you strike the Huashan Sect Leader. Now I'm checking to see if any bones are broken and need fixing." I moved behind her, my hands touching her delicate shoulders. They were so smooth and soft, they felt incredibly comfortable. It would be so relaxing to lie on them when I was tired. Ever since I slept with that female disciple from the Kongtong Sect, my interest in anal sex has been just as great as my interest in normal intercourse. A woman's three holes are all too precious to miss. I lowered my head towards the Xuan Yin Demoness's buttocks. I saw her alluring curves slightly upturned, the long, form-fitting dress highlighting the proud lines of her buttocks. From above, I could vaguely see the cleft in the middle, which made my penis instantly erect again. "I was hit in the front, your chest. Why are you touching my back?" "You asked for this yourself," I said, my hands rising from under her armpits to grasp her full, high breasts. "Wow," I exclaimed, "the feel is amazing! One hand can't hold them all; I have to use my palms to barely cover them." With a firm grip, I looked down from behind and saw her breasts deform in my hands, some pointed, some flat. I couldn't resist any longer. I pulled her breasts back forcefully, my penis pressed tightly against her high, firm buttocks, rubbing against them incessantly. The Demoness of Yin remembered the cult leader's instruction not to let men's yang energy enter her body, and... Another palm strike. I wanted to paralyze her pressure points, but the reason the Xuan Yin Demoness was the treasure of the Xuan Yin Sect was because they were fearless, obeyed orders without question, and had all their acupoints sealed, making them immune to all poisons. Several attempts failed. Fortunately, her internal energy was depleted due to her severe injuries, and her remaining strength barely affected me. I moved one hand to her waist, tightening my grip, and buried my face in her cheek, kissing her smooth, delicate face with abandon. My penis rubbed ruthlessly against her buttocks, raping her through her clothes; no matter how much she struggled, it was futile.

Erotic Martial Arts Chapter Four

When my crotch was soaked, I forcefully pushed her to the ground, lifted her skirt to her waist, pulled down my pants, revealing her snow-white, round buttocks. Her hands were crossed behind her back, which I held firmly with one hand. I loosened my pants, straddled her thighs, and pressed my red, throbbing penis tightly against her delicate anus. I casually rubbed my penis against her anus a few times, spreading the semen on my glans, ignoring the protest of her tightly closed anus, and roughly forced my way in, even though... Even the Yin Demoness, whose pain tolerance was far greater than that of ordinary people, couldn't help but let out a scream. Her hot, tight rectum writhed incessantly, trying to expel this intruder who ignored her protests and forcibly invaded her. But this only made me ecstatic. The Yin Demoness's waist twisted like a snake, trying to free me. I forcefully thrust my penis all the way in, letting her writhing rectum massage my shaft. I lay on her back, releasing her bound hands, letting her resist however she wanted. I was having fun, and her resistance only increased my pleasure. I just needed to focus on enjoying the comfort her buttocks and breasts gave me.

My penis slid in and out of that untouched little asshole, her bra wide open, revealing her jade-like breasts that changed shape in my palms at my whim. My body pressed heavily against that petite and alluring flesh, enjoying the unparalleled pleasure brought by that close contact. Although I couldn't directly penetrate her honey hole and truly experience ecstasy with her, this still gave me a feeling more intense than any other time I had ever made love with a woman. Although I didn't quite understand it, I thoroughly enjoyed this feeling. Under the relentless thrusts of my penis, nearly a thousand times, the Xuan Yin Demoness's strength to resist vanished. She lay limply on the ground, letting me press down on her back. My penis brutally pounded into her tender anus. Now, the only part of her body that could move was her rectum, which was being ravaged by me. It writhed and contracted from time to time, trying in vain to squeeze my penis out. With a "humph," I finally reached the end of my pleasure. I hurriedly quickened my movements for a final sprint, thrusting dozens of times in one breath. The Xuan Yin Demoness was so exhausted that she couldn't breathe. Her head was thrown back high, her beautiful eyes wide open, and her small mouth was wide open, letting out a silent scream. I released my pent-up hot semen, which surged like a tidal wave into the deepest part of her rectum. It made the Xuan Yin Demoness's soul fly away. She lay limply on the ground, her face flushed. At the same time, I reached my highest orgasm ever due to this ejaculation, feeling as if I were floating on clouds. The Demon King's Technique's true energy within my body suddenly began to circulate rapidly, and with each cycle, it absorbed a portion of the true energy that Liu Yidao had passed down to me, which I had not yet refined and absorbed. Continuing to circulate and absorb, in less than half an hour, the nearly century-old pure internal energy that I had estimated would take at least two years to fully refine was finally completely mine. Simultaneously, the Demon King's Technique's mental cultivation method was nearing completion. A small portion of the true energy dissipated from my body, incidentally healing the Xuan Yin Demoness's injuries.

"What's going on?" I was completely baffled by this sudden stroke of good fortune. The only explanation was that it was related to the beautiful woman beneath me. I only knew that I had experienced immense pleasure when I was fucking her ass, and afterwards, my Demon King Technique advanced by leaps and bounds. I had raped several beautiful women before, penetrating all three of their holes, but none of them had experienced this strange thing. Looking at the beauty beneath me, still panting heavily, I kissed her flushed face, my heart filled with boundless love for her. "Now, even if God comes out, I will keep you by my side. No one can take you away," I said gently but firmly in her ear. To find out what was going on, I had to try again. With a slight exertion of my inner energy, the bedroom techniques taught by Liu Yidao proved to be extraordinary. My penis immediately became erect again. This time, I was much gentler, slowly and deliberately thrusting in and out of her anus. The Xuan Yin Demoness strictly forbade the entry of yang essence into her body. Under the strict orders of the sect leader, no one dared to make a move on them. But sex is a natural instinct. Even if one's nature is suppressed and one becomes a human killing machine, the suppressed sexual desire still remains. A volcano that has not been vented will erupt with even stronger consequences. This was exactly what happened. My penetration brought her another kind of pleasure, allowing her long-suppressed desire to erupt in the form of anal penetration. I saw her eyes were languid, her small mouth slightly open, her small and agile penis flickering like a snake's tongue, her nostrils opening and closing. Her head was resting on her crossed arms, her clear black and white eyes occasionally looking back at me. Her body arched slightly backward, forming a bridge on the ground, making it easy for me to caress her at will. Her breasts and lower abdomen, her jade legs slightly parted, allowed my hand to freely explore that dark, inverted triangle area. Her buttocks cooperated with the insertion of my penis; after her internal injuries were fully healed, her rectum throbbed even more powerfully, almost causing my penis to collapse in just a few strokes. I pinched the small fleshy buds inside her peach blossom cave with one or two fingers, twisting them lightly and heavily, pushing her to the peak of sexual desire in a few moments. A large, warm stream of fluid gushed down from my fingers pinching the buds and from the base of her thighs. The Xuan Yin Demoness let out a sigh of "Ah~~~", her rectum contracted even more violently, almost snapping my penis in half. I exhaled deeply, my semen shooting straight into the deepest part of her body. I hugged her tightly, pressing her almost to the ground, my penis deeply inserted to the root into the deepest part of her buttocks, wishing I could enter her body through her anus. The Demon King's Technique within my body was now circulating again, advancing to another level; it seemed that the day of its great success was just around the corner.

I held the Xuan Yin Demoness in my arms. "My darling, can you take me to see the sect leader? I'm willing to give anything for you."

I kissed her passionately, my mind made up. As long as the Xuan Yin Sect leader was willing to return my mother to me and give me the beautiful woman in her arms, I would let the Xuan Yin Sect go. I didn't even care if I helped her dominate the martial arts world. Anyway, my father only wanted me to rescue my mother, not to seek revenge. After all, the sect leader was my mother's master. "The sect leader doesn't easily meet outsiders, unless they are promising martial arts talents or top-tier martial arts masters." The Xuan Yin Demoness broke free from my mouth, her face still flushed, panting softly. But the words escaping from her bright red lips were her usual emotionless, flat voice—a stark contrast that aroused a strange excitement. I stared intently at the strange mouth uttering those words, plotting how to penetrate her and get some pleasure. The moment this thought formed in my mind, my little brother immediately and faithfully responded, standing erect. At this moment, we were in the position of Guanyin sitting on a lotus, I sitting cross-legged on the ground, her legs wrapped around my waist, her buttocks pressing against my thighs. She immediately felt this movement, but unlike before... This time, unlike the welcome I received with her heavy hand last time, it was a different story. The Xuan Yin Demoness's slender fingers moved swiftly, freeing my little brother with a speed that even I admired. She loosened her belt, letting her pants fall down on their own, and with a flick of her skirt, her snow-white, jade-like, round buttocks sat on my erect penis. Her accuracy left me speechless. With a "whoosh," the ship entered the harbor. While savoring the wonderful sensation, I sighed, "It seems I don't need to wait until tomorrow; tonight, my Demon King Technique will be complete."

I stretched out my legs, letting the Xuan Yin Demoness move her body herself, using her anus to move up and down on my penis. I focused on enjoying the pleasure she brought me, feeling every subtle detail in her little chrysanthemum bud. The Demoness Xuan Yin, having been abstinent for too long and having just experienced a severe climax, only managed less than 200 thrusts before a strong contraction and gushing of fluid erupted from her anus. Her body went limp, and she leaned against me, her head resting on my broad shoulders. Her beautiful eyes stared blankly at the sky, her mouth wide open, panting heavily. I chuckled and kissed her alluring cherry lips passionately. Then, I encircled her tiny waist with both hands, so slender it was almost too small to encircle, with no excess fat. I used my arms to thrust her body up and down. The Demoness Xuan Yin's head tilted forward and backward with each thrust. Her delicate, helpless state only excited me more, and I thrust even harder.

After the passion subsided, I held the Xuan Yin Demoness in my arms, my penis still inside her, my hands fondling her high, firm, snow-white breasts, my mouth kissing her face wildly. "Baby, tomorrow we'll go see the sect leader and have her give you to me. I want to fuck your little ass like this every day," I said between kisses. "The sect leader isn't easily seen..." Again, I uttered those few words, then with a flick of my wrist, the hand gripping her breast, a surge of black-glowing internal energy shattered a millstone-sized rock two zhang away, simultaneously silencing her and forcing her to focus on the services I offered.

Erotic Martial Arts Chapter 5

After more than 20 sodomies in one night, my little darling's anus, though red and swollen, comparable to a monkey's buttocks, was still incredibly aroused. Semen kept flowing from her anus, and in the end, I had to ejaculate outside her at the last moment. Even so, I had to stop violating her anus by nearly morning. The semen and blood inside were endless, and her anus was almost three times its usual size, clearly revealing the mangled rectal wall. I could only use her breasts to stimulate my penis, afraid to penetrate her mouth or vagina. The vagina was out of the question, and I was afraid that inserting my semen into her cherry-like mouth might accidentally ingest my yang energy and ruin her. Although I didn't know the consequences of my semen entering her mouth, I didn't want to cause any immediate harm. I was quick and willing to take the risk, so her snow-white, high breasts became my only choice. Watching my penis thrust between those white and tender breasts was a pleasure. It wasn't until almost noon that I let go of my little darling, whose body was covered in my semen. Now she could barely move, so I had to carry her to wash her body. In the pool, I couldn't help but add insult to injury by thrusting my penis into her buttocks again. Now she could only obediently lie on my back and sleep. I carried her on my back. I felt uncomfortable being pressed down by her high, soft breasts. With my hands supporting her buttocks, I forcefully spread her buttocks apart and used my fingers to forcefully insert them into her little chrysanthemum, which I had been ravaging, through her clothes a few times. Then, I unleashed the "Thousand Miles of Flower Picking" lightness skill, propelled by the fully mastered Demon King Technique, and soared three zhang off the ground.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, I arrived at Huayin County at the foot of Mount Hua. The headquarters of the Hong'an Escort Agency was located here, making it convenient to contact their backer, the Huashan Sect. Regardless of who won or lost yesterday's incident, they could find out the whereabouts of the Xuan Yin Sect here. As I stepped into the city gate, everyone around me turned their heads. A handsome young man not yet 20 years old, carrying a delicate, beautiful, and stunningly gorgeous woman on his back—it would be strange if he didn't cause a sensation in that conservative society. But I wanted to cause a sensation and draw out the person I was looking for, so I wouldn't have to search everywhere.

I found a rather upscale restaurant and asked for a private room. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I lifted the still-sleeping Xuan Yin Demoness from my back into my arms, laughing as I entered. I'm sure it won't be long before the whole city is buzzing with the news of a certain man and woman in this restaurant. The Xuan Yin Demoness's attire will be instantly recognizable to the Xuan Yin Sect members. Those three hall masters from last night must have been frantic with worry for the little darling in my arms. I held Xuan Yin Demoness on my lap, letting her continue to sleep comfortably against my chest. "Last night, the Xuan Yin Sect around Mount Hua must have been on the move. They must be afraid I'd be so reckless as to stick my penis into your alluring little slit," I said, reaching under her legs and teasing her tightly closed vulva through her clothes. My penis slowly hardened. Taking advantage of the Xuan Yin Sect members... "She's not here yet, let's have some fun first." I put her little hand inside my pants and circled my penis, then started moving it around her little hand. "It's a pity your little asshole isn't healed yet, otherwise I would definitely put it in right away," I whispered in her ear, but she was still fast asleep. I looked at her slightly flushed face; after I released my lust, her face, which had been pale and sickly from not seeing the sun for so long, was now rosy and lovely. I stuck my tongue into her slightly closed mouth, pried open her teeth, and sucked her little tongue and sweet saliva. I stopped holding her little hand and continued to increase the rhythm of my stroking. The whole room was filled with an obscene atmosphere. "Baby, I still don't know your name. I can't just call you 'baby, baby,' can I?" I said breathlessly. But her answer struck me like a bolt from the blue. My lust vanished instantly, and my penis went limp…

“My name is Liu Lüyi, my husband is Fan Durui, and we have a child named Fan Xiaolong.” Oh God, no way! I actually raped my own mother! No wonder she seemed familiar; the strange stimulation I felt after ejaculating inside her was all because she was my mother… I stared blankly at the woman in my arms—the woman I was supposed to save from the Xuan Yin Sect at all costs, the woman I should call “Mother,” but now I call her “Little Darling.” My heart was in turmoil, I didn’t know what to do.

“My name is Liu Lüyi.” Oh God, no way! I actually raped my own mother! No wonder she seemed familiar; the strange stimulation I felt after ejaculating inside her was all because she was my mother… I stared blankly at the woman in my arms—the woman I was supposed to save from the Xuan Yin Sect at all costs, the woman I should call “Mother,” but now I call her “Little Darling.” My heart was in turmoil, I didn’t know what to do. I still hoped it was just a coincidence of names. "Do you have a husband? Do you have a son? What are their names?"

"My husband is Fan Durui, and I have a child named Fan Xiaolong." I just sat there holding her, dumbfounded, hating myself for being so curious as to ask her name at this time. The Mysterious Yin Demoness had covered her true nature with her secret arts, and her past memories had become subconscious, only showing up unconsciously. If I had asked her when she was awake, this situation wouldn't have happened. I wanted to cry but had no tears. Now that the deed is done, and I've already had relations with my own mother, what am I going to do...?

Suddenly, the screen in the private room was kicked aside. "You audacious madman, hand over our Xuan Yin Demoness!" A group of Xuan Yin Sect members rushed in, led by the three hall masters. "No one will take her from me!

Anyone who tries will have to beat me first!" Driven to madness, I unleashed my demonic nature, standing up while holding my mother. I spoke in a chilling voice, the true energy of the Demon King's Technique surging wildly within me. The black-glowing energy erupted outwards, destroying everything around me. Tables and chairs crumbled and dissolved under the black energy, and my clothes and other belongings turned to ashes. The Demon King's true energy filled the entire private room. Fortunately, I maintained a sliver of clarity, remembering to channel my true energy into my mother's body to protect her, but her clothes were doomed. The Xuan Yin Sect members beside me weren't so lucky. Except for the three hall masters, whose power was profound, barely managing to resist with their protective true energy,... A few clever ones seized the opportunity to escape outside, narrowly escaping death. The rest were first attacked by the black energy, their flesh and blood turning to white bones, then their bones turning from white to black, instantly turning to ashes. "You think you can take what I love from me with these two tricks? You're really overestimating yourself." I stared at the three old men who were still struggling. Chen Dingyuan's red face had long since turned ashen, pale and bloodless. His protective aura was about to be refined by me, and he was about to turn to ashes like his subordinates. I withdrew my inner force, and the black energy in the room disappeared. The three men collapsed to the ground like puddles of mud, looking at me in horror. "Ten Thousand Calamities Demon Art! You used the Ten Thousand Calamities Demon Art!" Chen Dingyuan screamed as if he had seen a ghost. "No matter what I use, I want to see your leader. I'm going to have this Xuan Yin Demoness. If you don't give it to me, I'll wipe out the Xuan Yin Sect and turn all living things to ashes, leaving no one alive!" My tone left no room for doubt, because I had the power to back it up. Looking at the naked jade body in my arms, the woman who was once my mother's, now that I've slept with her, let her become my wife. After all, no one else in the world knows. After practicing the Demon King's Technique—no, it should be called the Eternal Demonic Attack—my heart is different now. I no longer care about worldly rules and regulations; let them all go to hell.

I escorted the three hall masters of the Xuan Yin Sect like prisoners. My mother and I sat in a luxurious carriage drawn by two horses, while the three hall masters carefully led the way on horseback. I wasn't afraid of them causing trouble. Although my mother was awake, she was still weak. Holding her in my arms, her buttocks couldn't sit on hard objects. I placed my penis in her soft little hand and had her masturbate me. My mouth kissed and groped her face indiscriminately, my hands groped her body. Since I'd already done it, I'd decided to possess her, so I no longer cared that she was still my mother. Her past only made me feel more excited. It would take ten days to reach the Xuan Yin Sect's headquarters, far from the government's jurisdiction. At night, I slept in the same bed with my mother, and in the morning I would carry her to the carriage. I even took her with me to bathe. Although the three hall masters feared I would violate my mother's genitals, they were powerless to stop me, only able to pray silently and look at her with worried eyes. Little did they know I had other ways to relieve my lust on her body.

Finally, we arrived at the Xuan Yin Sect's headquarters. Looking at the secret entrance, I couldn't help but sigh, "Truly, one man can hold off ten thousand." The current headquarters was built on a different site chosen after my father and mother's defection. It was situated on towering cliffs, with the entrance in the middle, shaped like a city gate. As long as the iron gate wasn't opened, even tens of thousands of government troops would be helpless. The Xuan Yin Sect was ruthless in its pursuit of wealth, with enemies everywhere, including many government officials. Once the location of the headquarters became known, a large army would be able to press in, allowing the sect members to retreat at their leisure for several months. Only a few martial arts masters can enter, but if a dozen or twenty martial arts masters try to enter alone, it's guaranteed to be like throwing meat buns to a dog—they'll never return.

Upon entering, I was informed by a cultist that the Goddess of Xuan Yin was there. I had assumed my mother's master would be an old woman in her seventies or eighties, but instead, I was greeted by a beautiful middle-aged woman in her forties. Her purplish-red dress accentuated her mature body, making her exceptionally alluring. The iron talisman between her breasts, representing the leader of the Xuan Yin Cult, made her breasts appear even more prominent. Her upper body narrowed at the waist, and the wide white jade belt made her waist appear even smaller, easily encircled by one hand. Her lower body suddenly widened, and I couldn't wait to turn around and see how alluring her buttocks were, and perhaps even try inserting my penis into them. Her long, slender legs accounted for nearly two-thirds of her height, and my eyes were involuntarily fixed on the area between her legs. "Truly deserving of the title of Goddess," I couldn't help but sigh. The Goddess of Xuan Yin clearly sensed my gaze, her face showing anger. However, due to the black veil covering her face, I could only see from her eyes that probably no one had ever dared to look at her like that before. Given her status as the leader of the Xuan Yin Sect and a top-tier martial arts master, normally everyone who saw her would treat her with utmost respect, giving her a polite glance before looking away, let alone staring at her with lustful eyes. Only I, not only with wicked glints in my eyes, was also staring intently at places I shouldn't have, as if my gaze had stripped her naked.

"So you're the one who mastered the Myriad Calamities Demon Art? You want me to give you Xuan Yin No. 3?" (Xuan Yin No. 3 is my mother's code name; the Xuan Yin Sect has eight Xuan Yin Demonesses.) I could hear the barely suppressed anger in her tone. It seemed I had angered her quite a bit, but perhaps it was because I had come to her door to forcibly demand the Xuan Yin Demonesses. After all, no one in the Xuan Yin Sect had ever acted so boldly. Even if a sect member caused trouble, no one would dare to come and argue with them. But now, someone had come to her door demanding the sect's most treasured artifact, and even stared at her rudely upon meeting her. "That's right, it's me, but what I practice is the Demon King's Technique. The Myriad Calamities Demon Art was probably the name of the internal energy I practiced before the person who taught me changed it, but now it's called the Demon King's Technique!" I said the last three words haltingly. To commemorate Liu Yidao, who had been so kind to me, I didn't want to change the name of the Demon King's Technique. "Demon King's Technique? Who is Liu Yidao to you? Did you learn it from him? Where is he?!" A barrage of questions came out of her mouth like a machine gun. Could it be that Liu Yidao had slept with her? No, looking at how young she was, he probably slept with her mother. It's possible that she is Liu Yidao's child. If I treat Liu Yidao as an equal, does that mean she has to call me uncle? I looked at the Goddess Xuan Yin with a strange expression. Her face must have been as red as a boiled crab, because her snow-white neck, which wasn't covered by a black veil, was completely flushed. Anyone who knew Liu Yidao understood that a woman in his hands would only… But now she was inquiring about Liu Yidao… “No, no, Liu Yidao is my grand-uncle. Sixty years ago, when he was besieged by both the righteous and the wicked, my grand-uncle rushed to his aid overnight, but he was still a step too late. Now I'm just inquiring about his whereabouts so I can bring him back to be my filial son.” Her tone was like a little girl addressing a misunderstanding. Her confession made me look at her with newfound respect. "Since Liu Yidao is the sect leader's senior, how come you don't know the Myriad Calamities Demon Art?" "The Myriad Calamities Demon Art, along with the Heavenly Demon Great Art and the God-Slaying Technique, are known as the three great wonders of the Demonic Sect. My grand-uncle obtained them by chance before he was besieged. In his letter to my grand-master, he only said that he obtained a secret manual, and he renamed the martial arts in it the Demon King Technique. He didn't mention the original names. My grand-uncle likes to name things, and he also renamed our sect's lightness skill to 'Flower Picking Thousand Miles' and the palm technique to 'Flower Picking Jade Hand'." So that's how it is. It seems that Liu Yidao is indeed the Xuan Yin Sect leader's grand-uncle. "He's passed away. Before he died, he taught me everything he knew, and I'm the one who buried him." Thinking of that old man who was so devoted to me, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. However, "As familiar as we are, I still won't let go of this Xuan Yin Demoness." Ever since entering the Xuan Yin Sect's headquarters, my mother has been struggling to get out of my arms. Seeing the Xuan Yin Goddess, she's even more so. I hold her tightly, not letting her have her way. Damn it, I'm your son and husband, and I'm not even as good as an outsider. "Since Junior Uncle likes Green Hands, then I'll make her listen to you from now on, but..." "I know what you're saying, I have another way to solve it." I interrupted her. It's a generation lower for no reason, but it doesn't matter. Besides, Junior Uncle sounds better than Junior Grand Uncle, making it easier to get close to her. I'm also quite interested in the Xuan Yin Goddess's voluptuous and mature body. Now I'm her elder, and my martial arts are unmatched in the world. She'll need my help a lot in the future. To use a Japanese phrase, the opportunity is great. "Xuan Yin No. 3, from now on you will obey Junior Uncle's orders. Ignore everyone else, including me, understand?" Xuan Yin Goddess spoke in a peculiar voice. My mother's eyes blurred for a moment, then cleared, returning to normal. She looked at me, nodded, and stopped struggling to get down, obediently leaning against me. The little, well-behaved kitten looked at my mother's incomparably beautiful face resting on my shoulder, and my desire surged. Xuan Yin Goddess smiled, clapped her hands twice, and said, "Someone, take Junior Uncle to the VIP room." "Rest in the room, treat her with the utmost hospitality, and do not neglect her." I carried my mother in my arms as we followed the disciple to the VIP room. Now that my mother was in my arms, my father's will was fulfilled. Since he hadn't asked me to avenge him—after all, the Mysterious Yin Goddess was my mother's master—I had sworn to make the Mysterious Yin Sect pay. Now I've decided to pin the sect leader down, make her bear my children, and avenge my father. As for my mother, I think it's best to leave things as they are for now. Looking at my mother in my arms, my penis uncontrollably hardened. Once inside the VIP room, the door closed, and what happened inside was best left unsaid.

Chapter Six of Erotic Martial Arts:

Resting my head on my mother's soft, smooth breasts, I took out the erotic picture book, gently warmed it over a low flame, and carefully read the Demon King's Manual's inner cultivation method, trying to figure out what was going on. I had been intimate with other women dozens of times, but without much progress. However, since meeting my mother, I had reached a high level of mastery in a single day. I comfortably turned my head and exclaimed in admiration. Her high, full breasts made me feel like I was lying on a cloud. I buried the back of my head in her deep cleavage, enjoying the slight tremors caused by my breathing, making it almost impossible to concentrate on reading. I let my mother gently stroke my upper body with her delicate hands, continuing to search for the cause. I read it three times from beginning to end, but not a single word was related to my situation. It seemed I had achieved it by accident. "Returning to simplicity, refining the spirit into emptiness"—seeing this phrase, I suddenly felt a little strange. This was a Taoist term; how could it appear in the cultivation method of the Myriad Calamities Demon Art, which was a mortal enemy of Taoism? It's important to understand that the Demonic Sect and Taoism are two completely different schools of thought, and their cultivation methods are essentially mortal enemies. Looking further back, it says, "Follow nature, act according to one's nature." The Demonic Sect emphasizes following one's inherent nature, ignoring worldly customs and moral principles. Could it be…? I pondered. "Follow nature, act according to one's nature, return to simplicity, cultivate the spirit and transform emptiness." In ancient times, there weren't as many social customs as there are now. It was common for mothers to marry their sons and fathers to marry their daughters, but these were still blood relations. Such incestuous relationships offered a thrill unlike any other union. Could this cultivation method have been a product of such circumstances? Returning to simplicity isn't a Taoist concept; it's borrowed by the Demonic Sect, or perhaps it was first used by the Eternal Calamity Demonic Art. I think the latter is more likely—combining one's own blood and essence with offspring, using the resulting incestuous thrill to cultivate. Perhaps this is the secret to my mastery of the Demonic Art. Following one's incestuous nature, disregarding worldly norms and ethics, and engaging in sexual relations with one's immediate family members will naturally lead to a state of great accomplishment. This is probably the meaning of these few sentences.

After getting a general idea of the answer, I closed the book and tossed it aside. It was such a waste to leave such a beautiful woman idle on such a fine day. I pressed my large mouth against her cherry-like lips and kissed her passionately. Mother responded fiercely, our tongues intertwining, saliva flowing between our mouths. Mother's breathing quickened. After more than a decade of abstinence, now that she was liberated, she was more easily aroused than any other woman. Ignoring her needs, I straddled her chest, burying my penis deep into her alluring cleavage, ordering her to squeeze her breasts tightly around my penis. Mother's eyes were languid, her lips slightly parted, her face flushed. Her female instincts made her look at me with a mournful gaze, but as the Demoness of the Dark Yin, she could not disobey the commands of her new master. She could only forcefully squeeze her towering breasts to suppress my desire. My body was burning with desire, and I thrust forcefully into her deep, smooth cleavage. My mother moaned uncontrollably. Suddenly, I noticed her body arching upwards. I had only been sitting loosely on her, but now we were pressed tightly together. Looking back, I chuckled to myself. My mother's legs were tightly crossed, rubbing her inner thighs together. "Little darling, let me do it," I said, smiling down at her. I reached back and forcefully thrust my hand between her tightly pressed thighs, touching the swollen clitoris... I pinched her between my thumb and forefinger and gently twisted her breasts. My mother looked at me gratefully. I thought that even if the Goddess of the Dark Yin hadn't ordered her to serve me, she would obey me now. Anyway, my hands were free. I raised my mother's head a little and used her chin to press down on the tip of my penis that was penetrating her breasts. My penis thrust forcefully, and my hand pinching her clitoris kept twisting. Finally, my penis trembled violently and sprang out from her tightly clenched breasts. A gushing sensation spurted white liquid all over my mother's head and face. My hands involuntarily tightened their grip. With a squeeze, Mom cried out "Ah!" and arched her body upwards, her thighs kicking forcefully until she collapsed onto the bed. Her thighs parted weakly, and a warm liquid flowed from between her legs. She breathed heavily, her small mouth panting. I was startled to see her face and head covered in white semen. I quickly grabbed a clean pillowcase and wiped the semen from around her mouth, then dried the rest. I still didn't know if Mom's mouth could take in my semen, so it was best to be cautious. Until I figured it out, I should avoid doing that kind of position. After warming up, it was time for the main course. I lifted my limp mother off the bed and placed her on the octagonal table. With her feet on the ground and her upper body leaning on the table, her buttocks facing upwards, I squatted down, parted her buttocks, and examined her peach blossom cave from behind. Her lips were still red and blood-red from the recent climax, and her dilated vagina was still wet and exuding an arousing scent. Her swollen clitoris was as thick as a little finger. I brought my head close, extended my tongue, and wrapped it around the clitoris, sucking hard. My mother's body immediately entered a frenzy. Her buttocks pressed against my forehead, her upper body obviously arched, and her legs clamped my face tightly. I held her tiny waist with both hands, and my tongue worked diligently. Mother, let your son properly honor you. Although my penis was already engorged and hard as iron, yearning to immediately penetrate her body and charge into battle, I restrained myself, and finally, once again, that peach blossom cave... The floodwaters raged, and I swallowed the entire torrent. My mother lay limply on the table. Now it was my turn to enjoy myself. I gripped my long-erect penis and thrust it into her anus. Due to two consecutive orgasms, her anus was wet and slippery, allowing me to penetrate deeply. My mother's upper body remained on the table, her head resting on her side, revealing her face flushed from the orgasm. Her disheveled black shawl contrasted beautifully with her flushed face. Her snow-white body, rounded and slender shoulders, and her suddenly contracted, tightly clenched waist highlighted the source of my current pleasure—her round, large buttocks. With each thrust and withdrawal, my mother's upper body moved back and forth on the table, intensifying my lust. I placed my hands on the table, pressing my upper body against my mother's back, enjoying the friction and pleasure of her moving back and forth with my thrusts. I pounded wildly for nearly half an hour, then released my pent-up lust into my mother's anus once more. I picked up my mother's soft body. There were only two hours left until dawn. Back in bed, I lay on top of her and fell peacefully asleep. I needed to find out everything about the Mysterious Yin Demoness in the morning, but playing with her buttocks too much wasn't good. I hoped to find a way to cure her inability to have yang essence enter her body.

The Mysterious Yin Goddess, dressed in a light green palace gown, sat upright on a tiger-skin chair. The black veil covering her face was mostly obscured by the towering flames from the nearby cauldron, allowing me to vaguely see her beautiful face: alluring phoenix eyes, a straight, chiseled nose, and tightly pursed lips. Her classical face revealed her as a strong and competitive woman. Her upright posture made her high breasts appear even more prominent, and her pleated skirt covered her thighs, subtly outlining their full, rounded contours. I longed to immediately part her tightly closed legs and explore the secrets of the peach blossom cave at the base of her thighs. This enchanting spring scene was only visible to me, a man. Thick white gauze hung from two pillars beside the platform, separating the crowd below from the stage. Only because I was a senior member of the sect leader's lineage was I allowed to sit beside him and witness this spectacle. My mother stood behind me, her sweet fragrance wafting over. I reached out and pulled her closer, pressing her against the back of my chair. My hand touched her buttocks, my fingers probing in and out of her tight anus through her clothes, making her breathing slightly unsteady. The Goddess of the Dark Yin clearly heard me, giving me a meaningful glance. I no longer cared about what the crowd below was saying, lost in the pleasure of publicly violating my mother's anus. Suddenly, the Goddess of the Dark Yin called out to me, "Oh, what is it?" "?" I asked her blankly. "You should meet everyone. I'd like to invite you to be the head of the Azure Dragon Hall, Junior Martial Aunt." "What? Did you even ask if I was willing?" I wasn't too keen on being this damn hall head. It's so busy all day. It's much more comfortable to hug my mother. Hugging her isn't bad either. I took the opportunity to stare intently at the Xuan Yin Goddess's chest a few times. "You're my Junior Martial Aunt! I really can't find a suitable person to fill the position of head of the Azure Dragon Hall. Please help me, especially since I've already offered my best..." "I've given you my beloved disciple and the most prized possession of the Xuan Yin Sect, Junior Uncle, you should help me out! Besides, there are other benefits if you're willing to become the head of the Azure Dragon Hall." "What benefits?" I was tempted. "I'm planning to assign the other Xuan Yin Demonesses to the Azure Dragon Hall. Don't you want to see them?" Damn, it seems she's going all out and has seen through my lecherous nature. But she's asking for the moon; I'll bargain. "No way. The Azure Dragon Hall has too many affairs. Give me a clear answer..." "Since you're free, just transfer the other Xuan Yin Demonesses to be my subordinates. You can tell me what to do, and I won't care about anything else." "Alright then, let's set up another Demon God Hall and assign the other seven Xuan Yin Demonesses to your hall. You can only handle matters that the other halls can't resolve. What do you think, Junior Uncle?" "Okay, that's settled. By the way, stop calling me Junior Uncle. Just call me by my name, Liu Xiaolong." I changed my surname to avoid arousing her suspicion. "When are you going to transfer those Xuan Yin Demonesses over?" My appetite was whetted. With a beauty like my mother, the others shouldn't be any less stunning. "I'll introduce them to you in a moment. I hope you're satisfied." "Okay, just let me know if you need anything in the future. We're family, aren't we? Tell them to come to my room later." I stood up, picked up my mother, and turned to leave. I was eager to deflower the other Xuan Yin Demonesses; for now, I'd use my mother to quell my lust. (

Erotic Martial Arts Chapter Seven)

The long-awaited knocking sounded. "Who is it?" "Xiao Long, it's me. I brought a few other Xuan Yin Witches." "Oh, let them in quickly, the door isn't closed." The door creaked open, and several voluptuous women entered. The Xuan Yin Goddess gasped in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand. The scene unfolding on the bed left her bewildered. "You, you've always done this?" I straddled my mother's buttocks, right at the base of her thighs, my penis thrusting in and out of her cleft. Even as the Xuan Yin Goddess spoke to me, I didn't stop. Sodomizing my mother in front of outsiders felt quite exciting. "Yes," I said helplessly, "Until we solved the problem of the Xuan Yin Witches' inability to have yang energy enter their bodies, Lü Yi and I have always done it this way. I was just thinking of asking you for a solution. This can't go on forever. Maybe one day I won't be able to resist and will penetrate her vagina." I deliberately spoke lewdly in front of her. The Mysterious Yin Goddess turned her back to me, and I took the opportunity to admire her magnificent silhouette. Forcibly suppressing the turmoil in my heart, I spoke in a slightly hurried tone: "The Mysterious Yin Demoness cultivates the Yin Demon Art, which is derived from the Heavenly Demon Great Art. It's easier to cultivate than the Heavenly Demon Great Art; even those without exceptional talent can achieve great success. However, it involves immense suffering. During cultivation, they are constantly hindered by inner demons, and a single misstep can lead to their complete annihilation. Therefore, we can only use secret elixirs to seal off their six senses. Now, they have all completed the first stage..." "The pure Yin internal energy of the Yin Demon Art within their bodies has already transformed from Yin to Yang, which is why Yang energy is strictly forbidden from entering their bodies. Even a tiny bit of Yang energy is enough to cause them to explode and die. However, as long as a highly skilled master uses the method of 'replenishing essence' to completely guide their internal energy out of their bodies, they can become like normal women. After destruction comes creation, and they can then proceed to the second stage of Yin Demon Art cultivation, which is true mastery. After that, there will be no more taboos regarding Yang energy entering their bodies." No wonder she was so generous, offering me eight Xuan Yin Demonesses for free. It turns out she wanted to use my power to help them cultivate the Yin Demon Art. I listened intently, my penis instinctively thrusting forcefully into my mother's anus, causing her to moan incessantly. These moans were particularly unbearable to the ears of the Goddess Xuan Yin. She hurriedly tossed out a sentence: "Lv Yi is my most beloved disciple. She and the others are all unfortunate children. You must treat them well." Then she quickly ran out of the room and fled as if escaping. "Unfortunate, isn't it all your fault?" I smiled coldly. However, it seems she wasn't as hateful as I had imagined. She looked extremely cute when she saw me and my mother playing with her anus. She probably hadn't tried this move before, and her anus was probably still virgin territory. This further strengthened my belief in conquering her. Looking at the other seven voluptuous and alluring masked women, I decided to open their anuses first before trying the method the Mysterious Yin Goddess had mentioned. I increased the speed of my thrusting in my mother's anus, thrusting dozens of times in one go, and ejaculated hastily amidst her panting. Seeing the reluctant, watery look in her eyes, I gently kissed her. "Good girl, I'll take good care of you after I've deflowered them."

Arriving before the Mysterious Yin women lined up, I ordered them to remove everything from their bodies. Soon, seven piles of clothes and seven silver masked figures lay on the ground. Their faces, pale from long periods of darkness, looked somewhat sickly, but it didn't diminish their appearance. Their beauty only aroused a deep sense of pity in me. Their fair and voluptuous bodies stood before me like seven masterpieces sculpted by a renowned artist. Driven by female instinct, one hand covered her breasts, the other her crotch. The hazy, indistinct glimpses made my penis throb. Each had its own beauty, and I couldn't immediately tell who was more beautiful. I was dazzled by the sight. But after comparing them to my mother in my mind, I felt that in some aspects, they were better than my mother, but overall, they were not as good as her. It was hard to say who was better among these seven. I could only judge them by their inner beauty. Whoever didn't satisfy me, I would use her as the first to experiment tomorrow.

I decided to go by number, starting with number 2. I pushed number 2 in front of the octagonal table, pressed her upper body down against the table, her legs slightly apart, revealing her shy buttocks. Without any warning, I thrust my penis in. "Ah!" A scream rang out as number 2's rectum contracted and writhed desperately, her buttocks muscles tightening like iron, her waist and hips swaying incessantly, trying to squeeze my penis out. Although the Xuan Yin Witch's endurance for pain was not as strong as that of ordinary people, that only referred to external pain. She felt the same discomfort as ordinary people when it came to internal pain. I was captivated by the burning, tight sensation inside her rectum. Before I knew it, my penis, only halfway in, was squeezed out about an inch. Intrigued, I figured this was a good way to observe the natural shape of her buttocks. So I let her do as she pleased, allowing her rectum to continuously wriggle and squeeze. I simply held her slender waist firmly with both hands, letting her use only her buttock muscles to push my penis out. When her anus had squeezed my penis until only the glans remained inside, I thrust in again, this time all the way in. The pain almost made her faint. I let her use her rectal contractions to push my penis out again, repeating this three times. When she no longer had the strength for such strenuous muscle work, I crossed her off the list of women I would test tomorrow. Such a beauty, it would be a shame if she died from failure. I lifted her limp, fleshy upper body and held her close, leaving only her waist touching the table. I then began to thrust my penis into her violently. Warm fluid, flowing continuously from her rectum, trickled down her thighs to the floor where our bodies met. My frenzied piston-like movements caused her long, slender legs to tremble incessantly, and she occasionally let out painful moans. The thrill of abusing a beautiful woman fueled my lust, finally reaching a breaking point. I pulled my still-throbbing, filthy penis from her ravaged anus and moved on to the next woman. As I approached the six women beside me, I was surprised to see a hint of fear in their eyes. It seemed that even the Xuan Yin Demoness, who had never known fear, was afraid of my recent brutal acts.

After I climbed off the last Xuan Yin witch with a baby face, looking at her tear-streaked face, I felt a pang of guilt. "Was I too harsh on them?" I wondered. Although I wasn't a good person before, I never had the habit of abusing women. But after mastering the Demon King's Technique, it became my greatest source of pleasure. "Maybe I was born a wicked villain." I chuckled to myself. On the ground, the table, and the bed, eight Xuan Yin witches lay face down, their anuses stained with semen. I gently wiped the tears from the face of the beauty at my feet, lifted my mother from the bed, sat her on a chair, raised my penis, and thrust it into her anus. "Ugh..." The intense pleasure of the rapid friction made my mother and I both moan. I held her still, my fingers inserted into her peach blossom cave between her legs, teasing her tender clitoris. "After tomorrow, you'll be completely mine, my mother." I had always called her "little darling" when no one was around, and her maiden name, Lü Yi, in front of others. This was the first time I had called her "mother." She couldn't think; she could only listen to what I said. But perhaps because I had aroused her desire, tears streamed down her face like a spring. The pleasure of raping my mother made me pounce on her again and fuck her wildly.

After I successfully extracted all the internal energy from the last Xuan Yin Demoness, a day and a night had passed, a day and a half longer than initially estimated. The reason was that after successfully testing on number 6, I couldn't wait to pounce on my mother. After extracting her internal energy, I didn't stop and went straight for her vagina, wildly pounding into her. The pleasure of completely possessing my mother made me lose myself, almost causing her to die. I only woke up when she was on her last breath. I quickly circulated her qi, applied medicine, and used my internal energy to stop her bleeding. My mother's body was covered in my semen; every part that brought me pleasure had been visited by my penis. Her lips were cracked, her hair was disheveled, and her body was severely twisted as she lay on the ground. The pool of blood between her legs terrified me. It took me several hours to frantically treat my mother. Surprisingly, I didn't indulge myself after absorbing the internal energy from the other Xuan Yin Demoness; I just sat quietly beside my mother, carefully taking care of her. The next morning, the

Xuan

Yin Goddess arrived early. When she saw her mother, whose mouth was cracked, hair disheveled, and who was unconscious and looking haggard, her pupils contracted slightly. She then casually checked on the others, but I noticed. After all, I was just a cheap martial uncle who had wandered in without any reason; if I wasn't careful, I wouldn't even know how I died.

"Martial Uncle Xiao Long, have you absorbed all their internal energy?"

"No," I shook my head. "My demonic arts are now fully developed. Their combined internal energy is nearly 500 years old, but it's mixed and impure. Although the quantity is large, it's useless to me. I'm just preparing to find a way to disperse this internal energy."

"How about I transfer this internal energy to you?" I slyly roamed over her body, my gaze sweeping over her. The Mysterious Yin Goddess blushed, a flash of anger crossing her face, but I caught it. 500 years of internal energy—I bet you'd take the bait. If she could refine this internal energy, her martial arts would reach a new level.

"Then I must thank you for your great kindness, Uncle-Master. I don't know how to thank you enough."

"No need for thanks, aren't we family?" I put my arm around her fragrant shoulder. "I'm not interested in anything like dominating the martial arts world, I only care about beautiful women, do you understand?" The

Xuan Yin Goddess stiffened, gritted her teeth, "Alright, I agree to Uncle-Master's conditions, but Uncle-Master must also teach me the Demon King's Technique."

"No problem," I was overjoyed. Anyway, even if I taught it to you, you wouldn't be able to master it, so I wasn't afraid you'd rebel. "When will it start?" "

I'm not ready yet, how about three days from now?" The Xuan Yin Goddess thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, it's a deal." Thinking that I could have this mature and charming beauty in three days, my desire rose wildly. I picked up the Xuan Yin Goddess and went to bed. My mother's body wasn't well yet, so I could only use the others to relieve my pent-up desire first. A flash of anger crossed the Xuan Yin Goddess's eyes as she turned and left, leaving me in the room to put on a show of one man conquering seven women.

Three days passed, and I hadn't seen the Xuan Yin Goddess during that time. I wondered what she was up to, but I wasn't afraid. As long as I was careful, I wouldn't let my guard down until I had completely conquered her.

Following the maid who led the way, I arrived at her bedroom. The Xuan Yin Goddess, specially dressed, looked captivating. The black veil that usually covered her face was gone, revealing cherry-like lips and long, black hair piled high on her head. Her pale yellow palace dress faithfully displayed her alluring figure. Her face, rarely exposed to sunlight, was fair and beautiful even without makeup. Most importantly, her face, features, and expression bore a resemblance to my mother, making one think they were sisters. But what kind of cruel relative could there be? I banished this absurd thought from my mind.

"Are you ready now?" I carefully placed my still-sleeping mother on the bed. I've gotten into the habit of carrying her everywhere I go, and it's best to be cautious in this not-so-safe place.

"Let's eat something first," the Mysterious Yin Goddess warmly took my hand and led me side by side to the banquet that had been laid out earlier. "Xiao Lian, go and take care of Lü Yi. Be careful, she's Junior Uncle's darling." The maid who had led the way earlier replied "Yes," bowed, and left.

The large living room was now empty except for the two of us. Xuan Yin Shen Nu plopped down on my lap, smiling sweetly as she wrapped her arms around my neck. But the murderous intent hidden beneath her feigned smile was impossible for me to miss. Let's see what tricks you're up to. You're here with me; I'm not afraid of what your men might do to my mother. I comfortably enjoyed the service she offered. With my fully mastered Ten Thousand Calamities Demonic Art, I was fearless. However, everything I ate was wrapped in my internal energy, but too much couldn't be good either. I pulled out the penis that had been pressing against her buttocks, lifted her skirt, and placed it between her legs, close to her vulva, making her hold it and stroke it for me. This move threw her into disarray. She didn't know whether to continue feeding me the drugged food and wine or proceed with the next step of her plan and stop this lewd act that she couldn't bear.

She probably thought I'd taken my medicine enough, and said to me with a seductive smile, "Let's go into the room. I'll do as you wish today."

I shook my head, thinking I'd let her suffer a little first. I held her tightly, "Don't rush, help me relieve my heat first." I placed her hands on my penis, wanting her to continue stroking it. My hands simultaneously explored her high, full breasts, her flat, soft belly, and her round, firm thighs, making her pant heavily, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, and her whole body weak. Dissatisfied with her technique, I pressed her legs down, tossing them up and down, letting her tightly closed legs stroke my penis. The part that extended beyond her thighs was caressed by her two soft little hands. Anyway, she couldn't proceed with the next step until I came.

After toying with the Goddess of the Mysterious Yin for nearly an hour and a half, I finally ejaculated. My semen sprayed onto her delicate hands, dripping down and soaking her skirt and pants.

"You...!" This time, she didn't even bother to hide it, glaring at me angrily. I laughed and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom. "Little darling, don't be angry, I'll change you in a bit."

The maid, Xiao Lian, was shocked to see us come in. It had never been so long since the sect leader had shown such indifference to men, yet now she was being held in my arms, her skirt lifted to her waist, her skirt and pants covered in large patches of white semen, and the man's erect penis pressing against her buttocks.

After ordering Xiaolian to leave, I put Xuan Yin Shen Nu down and intended to remove her clothes to teach this arrogant brat a lesson. However, she reverted to her original state and started playing a game of cat and mouse with me. Enraged, I stripped myself naked first. Even if it was rape, I wouldn't let her get away with it today.

At this moment, Xuan Yin Shen Nu's gaze towards me became strange, and she even glanced at the hourglass. Perhaps my poisoning had reached its limit. I deliberately pounced on her, but during the process, I frowned and pretended to be a little uncomfortable. The brat quickly pressed herself against me, hugging me tightly. "Alright, Junior Uncle, I won't tease you anymore. Let's begin." She took the initiative to pull me onto the bed.

Just as I was about to remove her clothes, Xuan Yin Shen Nu moved her fingers swiftly, striking three major acupoints on me in succession, plus a slap. Fortunately, I was prepared and used gentle force to protect all the major acupoints on my body. However, that slap was unjust; consider it her price.

"You lecherous scoundrel, you never thought you'd end up like this!"

"What exactly happened?" I asked, feigning weakness.

"I'll tell you, so you can die knowing why." The Goddess of the Dark Yin glared at me fiercely, then turned to glance at my mother, who lay unconscious on the bed, her eyes filled with guilt and tenderness.

"You plotted to kill me for Green Hands?" I was filled with confusion.

"Poor child," the Goddess of the Dark Yin said to my mother, "Seeing you abuse Green Hands like that, I wanted to tear you to pieces on the spot!" She slapped me twice more.

Ugh, even Buddha gets angry! If she hits me again, I'll retaliate!! To uncover the mystery, I had to endure two more blows, but I vowed to make her realize her mistake later!

"Green Hair and I are master and disciple in name, but we are actually sisters. I am ten years older than her. My name is Lu Biyu. My father was Lu Zixing, a powerful figure in Jiangdong. Twenty-five years ago, he accidentally obtained the Taoist manual, the Innate Technique. He failed to keep it a secret, and it was discovered by people in the martial arts world. Suddenly, both the righteous and the wicked joined forces to attack him. My father unfortunately died, and of the hundred or so members of my family, only four survived. My sister and I were rescued by two servants who risked their lives. We were separated in the chaos of battle. The servant who took Green Hair away was seriously injured and died from his wounds." Before she died, I entrusted her to a friend surnamed Liu. To prevent our enemies from discovering her, I changed her surname to Liu. She was only two years old then and remembered nothing. After I was rescued, my master took a liking to me and accepted me as his disciple, teaching me martial arts. After I mastered the skills, I went down the mountain and, with my master's help, established the Xuan Yin Sect. However, our enemies are spread across both the righteous and the wicked, including renowned sects and top masters. Revenge is as difficult as ascending to heaven..." At this point, the Xuan Yin Goddess, or rather, Auntie, uncontrollably lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.

"Don't rush. Revenge takes time. First, divide the enemy. When they are in disarray, observe them fight from afar or launch an attack. Concentrate all our strength and kill one at a time. With the current power of the Xuan Yin Sect, only a few sects in the world should be able to withstand us." I couldn't help but comfort her.

"Ah, how come I didn't think of that?" Lu Biyu exclaimed in surprise.

"Mind your own business!" Another slap landed. Damn, this crazy woman has gone mad with revenge. Even though you're my aunt, I'll still hit you back if you hit me again! Looking at her beautiful face still wet with tears, my heart fluttered. My aunt is actually a great beauty, just as beautiful as my mother. Although she's a bit neurotic, I won't hold it against her because she's another relative of mine. Now that my mother is mine, I won't be polite to this only remaining relative.

Thinking of this, my penis involuntarily hardened. I was currently facing my aunt openly, and my erection immediately enraged her. "You filthy thief, you dare to have such wicked thoughts even when you're about to die!" she cried, raising her hand to strike. Although I could easily subdue her, I wanted to know more. "Wait, since Green Hand is your sister, why did you train her into the Xuan Yin Demoness?"

My aunt paused, slowly lowering her hand, and said in a hollow voice, "After the Xuan Yin Sect reached a certain scale, my master suddenly suffered a qi deviation during cultivation, his meridians shattered, and he died. I was left alone, not knowing what to do. In the past, my master had always taken care of everything for me. Back then, I was so scared being alone. Every night when I was alone, I would secretly hide under the covers and cry. Later, I thought of my sister, and I spared no effort to send people to find her. Heaven rewards those who persevere, and I finally found her, but I dared not tell her the truth..." I took her as my disciple, keeping her by my side. When she turned eighteen, I saw she had grown up and become sensible, so I planned to pass the leadership of the sect to her. I then led some of the sect's usual troublemakers and arrogant members to find our enemies and perish together with them. But Green Hand fell in love with the Azure Dragon Hall Master and eloped with him. I was heartbroken at the time. I loved her so much, yet she eloped with a scoundrel. I ordered her to be brought back at all costs. Two years later, I was completely disheartened when a disciple accidentally discovered them and that they had even had a child. Overjoyed, I gathered the sect's experts and rushed there overnight. I dared not go myself, afraid of being jealous and unable to resist killing that scoundrel!

Looking at my aunt's distorted face, I thought to myself, "Thank goodness!" If my aunt had acted herself, she might have killed both my father and me. But why was she jealous? Jealous of my father and mother? Although Father wasn't bad-looking, he wasn't particularly handsome either; he was just passable. Mother only fell for her out of gratitude. Could it be that he had designs on Mother?

Aunt continued, "After my men brought Green Hands back, she wouldn't speak to me for a long time. I had no choice but to tell her everything, but she opposed my actions and volunteered to become the Xuan Yin Demoness, unwilling to let me die with those enemies. I couldn't persuade her otherwise, so I had to agree. But I usually couldn't bear to let her go out; I just kept her by my side to take good care of her. Some time ago, when I couldn't send anyone else, I sent her to Mount Hua. Who knew she would fall into the hands of you, you lecherous thief, and suffer so much? I... I'll cut you into a thousand pieces!" Aunt grew angrier as she spoke, her eyes becoming increasingly terrifying. Even I, a professional thief and villain, was afraid of her.

However, she had been suppressing her feelings for too long, and had no one to confide in. Now, in her eyes, I was already a dead man, and she blurted out everything she couldn't say before.

"Although you ravaged Green Hair and several other Xuan Yin Demonesses, you unintentionally did a good deed, allowing them to enter the second stage of cultivation and thus regain their senses. I will keep you alive so that Green Hair and the other sisters can take revenge themselves. They are all unfortunate children I took in, who voluntarily became Xuan Yin Demonesses to help me avenge myself. I never expected that they would also be ruined by you, you lecherous thief." My aunt lowered her body, placed her hands on my bare chest, her face less than a foot away from mine, and said fiercely through gritted teeth.

I looked at my aunt, who had been tormented by hatred for so long, with pity, and said with boundless compassion, "Aunt, you've suffered so much. You've sacrificed so much for revenge."

My aunt was stunned. "What? What did you call me?"

I moved my hand, pointing a finger at her dantian, sealing her internal energy. I flipped her over and pinned her down, straddling her buttocks, my penis pressing against her cleft. I pressed my entire body against her back, holding her tightly. "Aunt, I am the child that Mother had with that bastard. At first, I didn't know that Lü Yi was my mother, so I raped her. But now that I know, I still can't leave her. I love her, and I love you too!"

Every word struck my aunt's heart like thunder. "No, you really are Fan Xiaolong? She, she is your mother, how could you possibly..."

"Father is dead. A husband's death is a son's duty, an ancient saying. Why can't I? Now I want to possess you, my aunt."

My aunt's inner strength was sealed, and she was now no different from an ordinary woman. Her clothes turned into fragments and flew around in my hands, but my penis, which had been erect for a long time, could not be inserted into my aunt's anus. There was no other reason than that my aunt's waist was too flexible, and her buttocks twisted and turned, making it impossible to penetrate. "Let me go! You bastard, I am your aunt!"

My aunt had seen me ravage my mother's anus before, so of course she knew what I was going to do. However, she was not strong enough, so she could only avoid it for the time being. I released my hands from my aunt and instead firmly gripped her buttocks. She could move around however she wanted. Once I inserted it, what was there to be afraid of?

"Ah!" My aunt let out a blood-curdling scream. I had already taken her from behind. Her tight, hot anus felt like heaven to my penis. I thrust in again, halfway in. My aunt wailed and cried out.

"Little, Little Dragon, what are you doing? Let go of your aunt." A gentle, pleasant voice rang out. There was no one else in the room besides us. Could it be...? A slender, jade-

like

hand weakly pushed me away. I turned my head and saw that it really was my mother. Her eyes were clear and bright, no longer showing the bewildered look of the Xuan Yin Demoness. I temporarily stopped raping my aunt and just pressed her down. "Mother, you're awake. Today I will punish this woman who has brought us to this state. I will avenge you and Father!"

"No, Little Dragon, she is still your aunt. I willingly became the Xuan Yin Demoness. You can't blame your aunt."

My mother had lost all her internal energy and was powerless to push me away. She could only throw herself on me and shake me violently.

"If it weren't for her, Father wouldn't have been injured and died, and I wouldn't be with you... No matter what, I won't let her go today." I panted heavily and continued my actions. How could I let go of such a beautiful and mature aunt? Venting was just an excuse; my real purpose was to release my lust.

My aunt struggled desperately beneath me, her voluptuous and mature body rubbing against mine, causing me to sink into boundless lust once again. I couldn't hear anything my mother said; I only wanted to possess the woman beneath me.

My penis thrust in suddenly, plunging completely into her untouched anus. My aunt screamed in agony. My mother, holding me from behind, tried to pull me away from my aunt, but my strength was no match for hers. The result was that she and my aunt sandwiched me between them. The thrill of incest only fueled my excitement. I thrust in and out, each time pulling out until only the glans remained before plunging back in, causing my aunt to scream incessantly. Hearing this was like a knife to my mother's heart, but she couldn't pull me away. Tears streamed down her face. Just as I pulled my enormous penis out, leaving only the glans inside my aunt's anus, a small hand suddenly reached out from between my buttocks, grabbed my penis, and pulled hard, ripping the glans away from my aunt's buttocks. It turned out my mother had done this in a moment of panic.

"Mother, what are you doing?" My pleasure abruptly interrupted, I angrily asked my mother, still reeling from the rape.

"Long'er, I know you hate your aunt, but she's a pitiful woman. She suffered a lot to avenge your maternal grandfather's family. Your father's death was certainly related to her, but it was mainly because I injured him. If you want to hate someone, hate me. Let your aunt go, okay? Do whatever you want, come at me. Although I couldn't think straight during that time, I know you still love me. I'll do whatever you want." My mother's small hands gripped my penis tightly, her whole body pressed against my back, tears soaking my back. Hearing her gentle pleading words and feeling the alluring sensation of her body pressed against my back, my lust intensified.

"Okay, I'll start with you, but if you can't take it, I'll start with your aunt." I don't believe you can withstand my specially trained penis alone. I've tried before. I know that if I don't appease you today, the future will be difficult. The good days ahead depend on today.

I released my aunt, who was barely breathing and whose eyes were rolling back. Looking at her severely ruptured, bleeding chrysanthemum, I almost couldn't resist leaning on her again. I pried open my mother's hand that was tightly gripping my penis, turned to face her, and said, "Mother, if you want me to let Aunt go, then you have to make my penis go soft first." From what my mother had just said, I knew she remembered her experiences as the Xuan Yin Demoness, so there was no need to be polite to her. Anyway, I had said a lot of things in her ear that a son shouldn't say to his mother.

Mother removed her clothes, revealing her alluring curves hidden beneath them. She knelt beside her aunt and said calmly, "Come on, you can do whatever you want, just let your aunt go."

I flipped her over and pressed myself against her. "Mother, I used to only do it to your backdoor to avoid getting my semen inside you. You don't think I actually like that position, do you? Although your ass feels really good, I want to actually make love to you." I lowered my head and bit and licked her high, full breasts. Her soft breasts filled my mouth, and I felt like I was back in infancy, suckling noisily.

I thrust my penis into that warm, peach-like cave. The intimate contact between my penis and the folds inside made me feel breathless with pleasure. When I reached the very tip of the tender wall that had given me birth, I stopped, looking down intently at her beautiful face. I passionately kissed my mother's lips. "Mother, do you hate me?"

She opened her tightly closed eyes, gazed at me for a moment, gently shook her head, and was about to close her eyes again.

"Don't close your eyes, or I'll go with my aunt," I warned her. "If I'm not satisfied, I'll take it out on my aunt."

"No," my mother reluctantly opened her eyes, but dared not look me directly in the eye. Tears welled up again, and she sobbed softly.

Seeing her beautiful, tearful face, my lust flared up again. I thrust my penis forcefully, but my mother remained motionless, her face turned to the side, letting her tears soak the pillow. The pleasure of raping my conscious mother, even without her cooperation, excited me immensely.

As my desire reached its peak, Mother felt the prelude to my movements inside her, knowing I was about to climax. She tried to push me away forcefully. "No, I can't stay inside," I said, pressing down on her and biting her earlobe. "Mother, haven't I already filled your body enough? I want you to bear my children, to be my wife. Since it's wrong anyway, let's just go all the way."

Mother couldn't push me away and could only continue crying, enduring the impact of my semen spraying violently against her uterine wall.

Taking advantage of the brief lull after ejaculation, when my desire hadn't returned, I continued to comfort Mother. "Mother, I really love you. I think when I first met you, even knowing you were my mother, I would have raped you. You lost your virginity to me through rape, so let me bear the blame for incest. Hate me if you want,"

I said, kissing away the tears on Mother's face.

"No, Mother has never blamed you. Mother owes you and your father too much. You can torment Mother however you like, but Mother only hopes you can let your aunt go. She has suffered too much."

At this moment, the aunt's body moved slightly, and I quickly pressed a pressure point to knock her unconscious. Now is the time for my heart-to-heart talk with my son, and I don't want this neurotic woman to interrupt.

"So that means Mother will agree to do anything I ask?" Mother nodded with a red face, sighed, and hugged me. "I only hope to make it up to you. If you think Mother's body can give you pleasure, then enjoy it as much as you like."

My penis, which was still inside Mother, became hard again. "Okay, I want Mother to be my wife. Not only will you cooperate in bed, but you will also bear my children!" "

That won't do. Mother is too old. Let others handle the matter of bearing children. If you don't like the other Xuan Yin Demonesses, Mother can find you another one. I don't know anything about bed. I used to just follow your father's lead. I just lie here like this." Mother's voice grew softer and softer, and her face became redder and redder, making my mouth water.

"You don't need to be taught how to do things between men and women. Just follow your heart. We can talk about having children later. I want them now." My mother's reaction overjoyed me. I thought I would have to persuade her, but she agreed so easily because of her guilt.

I put my mother's legs on my waist and continued to make love to her. This time, my mother refused to open her eyes. I pressed my face against hers, admiring her beautiful face up close. Her long eyelashes fluttered, her delicate nose, her cherry lips with the still-healing wound from my penis being forced inside, and her flushed face. This was my mother. "I never want to leave this beautiful body for even a moment," I sighed inwardly as I continued to ravage her sweet body.

With my mother's shy cooperation, I continued to ravage her for more than three hours until she finally begged for mercy. But my penis was still as hard as ever. I lay quietly on my mother's full, sweat-drenched body, gently licking her face. Her legs were already limp, her limbs spread out in a starfish shape.

"Mother, how is Auntie usually to you?" I began to try to answer the question about the strange feeling my auntie had given me earlier.

"Your auntie is very good to me. After I became the Xuan Yin Demoness, she slept by my side, and even ate, used the toilet, and bathed together. She wouldn't leave me unless absolutely necessary. That trip to Mount Hua was the second time I left your auntie, and who knew I would run into you, you little rascal." My mother pinched me hard. "

If it weren't for that, how could I have such a beautiful and charming mother?" I thrust my penis hard into my mother's honey pot a few times. "Auntie is so good to you. By the way, Mother, why does Auntie hate men so much? Is it because of men...?"

Mother pinched her again. "Don't talk nonsense. Your auntie has never liked playing with boys since she was little. After growing up, she was so focused on revenge that she didn't have time to deal with her own marriage, which is why she was a bit extreme. You are not allowed to hate your auntie anymore, and you are not allowed to bully her anymore." Mother said to me shyly. Her gaze lingered on Auntie's high buttocks. Although I couldn't see Auntie's anus from this angle, I knew what she was thinking.

I gently placed my index finger under Mother's buttocks, and inserted the first half. "Mother, you promised to make my penis completely soft. Now, why don't we continue? I'm very interested in your buttocks." My penis throbbed a few times in Mother's honey hole in a show of defiance. I would first calm Mother down, and then proceed according to my plan. Auntie was probably about 80-90% as I estimated. If I was wrong, I could just force myself on her.

I inserted my penis back into my mother's anus, then gently moved it to her crotch, lightly massaging and caressing her swollen labia. Amidst her soft moans, I gently thrust my penis in and out. My mother's eyes were lightly closed, enjoying the refined movements of my thick penis in her rectum. Her rectal walls contracted and writhed in rhythm with my movements. My mother's anal skills were clearly better than her vaginal skills, and her endurance was much stronger. After

hundreds of thrusts, I grew impatient: "Mother, I'm going to speed things up. Just bear with it."

My mother frowned slightly and nodded. I began a storm of thrusts, my penis rapidly penetrating in and out of her anus. My mother's brows furrowed. Although her anal skills were good, she was no match for me. I thrust hundreds of times in one go, leaving her breathless and weak-kneed. I quietly released my aunt's occult acupoints, shifted her position, and then placed her small hand—which had been babbling incoherently while I was penetrating her—on her beautiful buttocks. My index finger was just touching her anus, and my aunt's body visibly trembled. I released her hand, and it slid down her buttocks, revealing her stiff body. This confirmed my suspicions. I hugged her tightly and continued to vigorously pound her buttocks. My aunt secretly turned her head, her face buried in the pillow, peeking at us with a corner of her eye. I deliberately turned her face towards me. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, and her small mouth kept uttering incomprehensible words, leaving her utterly shocked.

I reached my hands under her, forcefully grasping her breasts, and pressed my head against her flushed face, kissing her wildly. I wanted my aunt to know that she belonged entirely to me, and even her sister couldn't share her unless I agreed.

"Mother, do you love me?"

"Love, Mother only loves you," Mother cried out, her voice trembling with sobs.

"Then swear, swear that from now on you belong only to me, that no one but me can touch your body, not even a woman, unless I allow it." I continued to thrust forcefully into Mother's anus.

"Ugh, Mother swears, swears, from now on I belong only to Long'er, I'll only listen to him..."

Upon hearing these words, Aunt clenched her fists tightly, her fingers turning pale and bloodless from the force.

I watched this scene with satisfaction. Now all I had to do was get Mother under control. I touched Mother's vulva with my left hand, pinched her clitoris, and thrust hard from both ends, pushing Mother to the peak of lust time and time again. Mother finally cried out, her whole body collapsing onto the bed as if it had fallen apart, her small mouth panting, her face flushed red.

"Mother, you should sleep for a while, get some rest, I'll wake you up at night." I pulled out my semen-stained penis and said softly and gently to Mother.

"You, you promised your mother you wouldn't touch your aunt." Mother looked at my still hard penis and said with difficulty. I picked her up and kissed her lips. "Mother, don't worry. You are the woman I love most. How could I, your son and husband, not listen to you?" I dug hard at her crotch. "Now you should go to sleep. You have to stay with me tonight." I pressed her

pressure point and gently laid her down. "Aunt, have you seen enough? How was it?"

Aunt knew I had found out. She looked up and glared at me hatefully. "You little beast, you even dared to touch your own mother."

"You can't say that. Mother is the person I love most. In this world, I am the only one who loves her and cherishes her the most. I can satisfy her needs. And she is the person who loves me and cares about me the most in this world."

"Nonsense. I can satisfy her needs, care for her, cherish her, and love her. I can give her everything you can give..." Aunt stopped awkwardly.

"You let it slip," I laughed loudly. "So Auntie likes Mother just as much as I do. But Mother is a normal woman; she's unlikely to accept two women, especially a same-sex relationship between two sisters. Besides, Mother now belongs entirely to me."

Auntie pounced on me frantically, enraged and embarrassed. I didn't dodge; I grabbed her and let her bite and scratch me in my arms.

"Stop!" I shouted in Auntie's ear. Although her body was full and soft, and it felt good to hold her, and my penis rubbed against her writhing body quite comfortably, her movements made it easy for my penis to break. Now, my penis didn't just belong to me; Mother had a share too. "Actually, there is a way to get Mother to accept you, but it depends on whether you're willing."

Auntie stopped. "What way?"

"You know, Mother has completely accepted you now. As long as you listen to me obediently, I have a way to make Mother and you intimate, but you must give me your body like Mother has." I said decisively.

"Is there really a way?" I nodded firmly. "Okay, I can let you do whatever you want, just like Green Hand, but if you lie to me, I won't let you off the hook." My aunt hesitated for a moment before saying.

"I swear, I will never lie to you, Aunt. I love you as much as I love Mother." I swore in her ear, then pushed her down. My aunt turned around and lay face down, raising her buttocks high. Looking at her swollen and red anus, my desire to open my aunt's back door, which had been interrupted by Mother, rose again.

I leaned down and pressed my penis against my aunt's back, casually rubbing it against her anus a couple of times before thrusting it in. "Ah...

!" my aunt screamed, her rectum contracting tightly, cold sweat pouring down her back.

"Aunt, when did you fall in love with your mother?" I tried to distract her with words. My aunt was disoriented by my penis thrusting into her, and it took her a while to compose herself before she finally spoke: "When I was seven years old, I went out to play alone one day, and I ran into a burly man. He grabbed me and took me to a dilapidated mountain temple, pinned me to the altar, and tore my clothes... Later, I passed out, and I felt so much pain, like my body was split in two. It wasn't until late at night that my father found me with a group of servants." My aunt's body trembled uncontrollably as she spoke, and I couldn't help but hug her tenderly. My penis stopped moving against her buttocks, and my hands gently stroked her body. "Don't be afraid, it's all over now."

"From that day on, I hated crowded places and just locked myself in my room. My parents tried to persuade me for a long time, but to no avail. It wasn't until Lüyi was born that I felt a little better. I just liked to carry her around the garden, but I ignored everyone else. I only liked being with Lüyi." My aunt took a deep breath and continued her recollection, ignoring my penis still throbbing inside her. "After Master died, I was so lonely and missed Lüyi even more. It took a lot of effort to find her. When my men brought a shy 16-year-old girl to me, I recognized her at a glance. At that moment, I made up my mind to stay by her side forever, to love her and protect her. Who knew that she would run off with that bastard? I hate it so much." My aunt's expression became agitated as she spoke.

I quickly interrupted her reminiscence: "Alright, alright, isn't Mother back by your side now? And she loves you very much. You've done so much, yet she doesn't hate you, and she even stopped me from taking revenge on you." "I don't want that kind of sisterhood, I want..." "The love between lovers, is that right?" I whispered in my aunt's ear, and she nodded, blushing.

"If you just cooperate with me a little, I have a way to make it happen." After hearing my aunt's words, the last bit of hatred I had for her disappeared. My aunt has suffered enough; from now on, I'll take care of her.

"Now I'll let you have a taste of sweetness, but you have to be good." I picked up my aunt, and the two of us pressed down on my mother, with my mother at the bottom. My aunt and mother were facing each other, and I was on my aunt's back, my penis still inside her anus. My penis continued to thrust hard into my aunt's anus. My aunt looked at the person she had longed for beneath her, and was too excited to speak. "After I'm done, I'll let you rub against your mother, but you have to cooperate with me."

My aunt nodded, hugged my mother's body tightly, and grabbed one of my mother's hands and stretched it towards her vulva. It was really hard on my mother, with two people on top of her, one was her sister, and the other was her son.

Seeing my aunt's blissful expression, I no longer confined my penis to her anus. Sometimes I inserted it into her asshole, sometimes into her vagina. I spread my mother's fingers, using my index and middle fingers to hold my penis, pressing it tightly against my aunt's parted labia. My aunt simply hugged my mother, rubbing her upper body against hers, her lips kissing my mother's face indiscriminately. Under the stimulation of this incestuous pleasure among relatives, I don't know how many times I fucked my aunt hard, and finally I didn't even spare my mother. I made my aunt hug my mother tightly, and as I pleased, I flipped them over, randomly inserting my penis into their anuses and vaginas, wherever I went, I kept thrusting until I ejaculated before turning them over to another person.

I fucked them until the moon was high in the sky, my aunt and mother's vaginas and anuses overflowing with my semen, and all three of them had my semen on their lower bodies before I stopped.

I lay down beside my mother, holding my aunt, looking at their pale and exhausted faces, pale from repeated ejaculation. Satisfied, I nestled my head on my aunt's cheek. "Aunt, let's live together from now on. I'll take good care of you both." My aunt was too tired to speak, her heaving breasts.

"Are you sure you can get your mother to agree?"

"If you do as I say, she'll definitely agree, but you have to be obedient like you are today."

"Okay, as long as you can get Green Hands to agree, I'll do whatever you want with me." With this approach, my aunt was no longer as shy as before.

"I'll wake Mother right away. Do as I say... understand?" My aunt nodded.

My mother remained asleep, as peaceful as a begonia in spring slumber, completely unaware that her beloved son and sister had conspired against her...

Chapter Ten of Erotic Martial Arts.

Mother slowly woke up, feeling as if her whole body had fallen apart, numb and tingling. Her lower body was aching and burning, making it difficult to even lift a finger. She let out a muffled groan. Just then, she heard a soft sob beside her. She managed to turn her head and saw me on top of her sister. Her sister's body, the parts exposed from mine, were covered in bruises and welts. Her face and neck were covered in my teeth marks and saliva stains. I was snoring on top of her sister like a dead pig.

Mother was horrified. She forcefully pushed me off Auntie, and an even more shocking scene unfolded before her eyes. Auntie's triangular mons pubis was covered in white semen, which had clumped her black pubic hair together. White fluid was slowly but steadily flowing from her vagina, soaking a large patch of the sheet beneath her. Mother cried out, hugging Auntie, "Sister, what happened? How could this happen?" Mother shook me frantically, "Get up! You promised you wouldn't touch your auntie! Get up!" "Sister

, it's not Xiaolong's fault. I saw Xiaolong constantly arousing himself on you, and you couldn't stand it, so I volunteered to take your place," Auntie said sadly to Mother.

Looking at her own condition and then at Auntie's shameful state, Mother began to believe her.

"Sister, you've suffered so much. It's all my fault," Mother cried, hugging Auntie and sobbing.

"Silly girl, I will never blame Lüyi," Auntie said, embracing Mother and gently stroking her back. "Besides, I did it willingly." Peeking

through my eyes, I saw two mature, voluptuous beauties weeping in each other's arms, their high breasts pressed together in a lewd scene. My penis hardened again, fueled by my lust. I quietly moved one of Auntie's legs to my lower body, pressing it against my penis and rubbing it against her. Auntie glared at me, continuing to lead Mother step by step into the trap.

"Lüyi, it was actually I who wronged you first. I broke you and Fan Durui up, and indirectly caused your illicit relationship with Long'er. Now it's my turn to be punished." Auntie's sorrowful tone, combined with her grief-stricken face and the tears she squeezed out, was perfectly convincing.

"No, I've never blamed my sister. I'm the one who let her down. If I had explained things to Du Rui first, none of this would have happened. It's all my fault."

My mother was still as innocent as an 18-year-old girl, taking all the blame upon herself. This was also an important part of my confidence in achieving my plan.

Ignoring her mother's words, the aunt continued, "Actually, my sister still has designs on Lüyi. My sister has always loved Lüyi and only wants to live with her forever, just like when we were little, carrying her around all day. Those were truly happy times."

"Sister..."

"But the family feud cannot go unavenged, so after I brought Lüyi back, I never dared to tell you the truth. I only addressed you as my teacher and disciple, and even covered my face with a black veil, afraid you would suspect anything. I only wanted you to live a happy life. It wasn't until you left with Fan Durui that my sister suddenly realized how much she loved Lüyi, and that's why she went to great lengths to bring her back. Lüyi, I love you." The aunt hugged her mother tightly and said loudly.

"Sister, I've always loved you too." But the two women expressed love in slightly different ways.

My aunt's hand began to stroke my mother's back. At first, my mother didn't notice, but when my aunt's breathing became heavy, she realized something was wrong. She looked up in shock and saw that my aunt's face was filled with lust. "Sister, you..."

"Green Hands, I want you. I love you. Those stinky men only torment you. Let me love you."

Damn it, this is different from the original plan. My aunt isn't trying to take my mother away from me, is she? The original plan was for my aunt to give me her body, and I would make my mother accept her fake same-sex relationship. But now she wants to take my mother's heart too. Absolutely not!

At this moment, my mother cried out: "Sister, no, this won't do." It turned out that my aunt's hand had touched my mother's buttocks, from her crotch to her labia, and was about to probe inside.

I pounced on her, pinning both my mother and aunt down, my penis thrusting forward, penetrating my mother's anus, which was still filled with my semen.

"Oh..." Mother cried out, sandwiched between the two of us, her small hole filled with my aunt's fingers, her anus stuffed with my thick penis.

"Mother," I said breathlessly, my penis continuing to thrust relentlessly into her numb anus. "Aunt suffered so much for revenge, just accept her, I won't hold it against her. From now on, the three of us can live together, and I want you two to bear my children."

I reached under my aunt's back and hugged her tightly, almost squeezing her flat.

"Long'er, sister, you..."

"Mother, remember what you promised me? You're mine, and you'll do whatever I ask." I ravaged my mature and beautiful mother beneath me.

"Uh, yes, yes, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say, Long'er, let me rest for a bit, I can't take it anymore," Mother cried.

I winked at my aunt in a threatening manner, and my aunt turned her face away in anger.

"So you've agreed to accept Auntie?"

"Yes, stop now, I... I can't take it anymore." Mother's face turned crimson. I felt something foreign touching the tip of my penis, which was deeply inserted into her anus. It seemed Mother was about to lose control of her bladder.

"Let go of Green Hands, she can't take it anymore." Auntie saw Mother's condition and hurriedly pushed me away.

I took the opportunity to pull out my penis, released Mother, and Mother blushed, clutching her stomach. "I need to go to the toilet," Mother said in a whisper, dragging her exhausted body towards the toilet without even putting on her clothes.

I, still holding my penis, knelt on top of Auntie's naked body, watching her with a grin.

Auntie angrily turned her head away, ignoring me. Damn it, you want to steal Mother's heart too? I haven't even settled accounts with you yet.

I knelt at my aunt's neck, my erect penis covered in a yellowish substance. "Auntie, you like Mom very much, don't you?"

"Of course, I love her more than you, you little bastard," my aunt said angrily. "Fine, let me see how much you love Mom." I brought the yellowish glans to my aunt's lips.

"What are you doing?" my aunt exclaimed, startled by the stench.

"This is something from inside Mom, you know. Don't you love her more than me? You shouldn't mind." I dipped a little of my glans in my finger and put it in my mouth, showing my defiance to my aunt.

My aunt examined my glans closely for a moment, then suddenly grabbed my penis with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and took my glans into her mouth. Her tongue licked my glans incessantly, but her mouth was too small, barely enough to hold my glans. I couldn't even penetrate her to have some fun unless I forced it in regardless of the consequences, but now was clearly not the time.

After licking the filth off my glans, my aunt spat it out, gave me a defiant look, and then moved on to the other parts of my penis, where there was also my mother's fluid. Her little tongue moved nimbly, making me squint with pleasure.

"Aunt," I said, holding her head and stroking her dark hair, "if you're this good from now on, I'll let my mother cooperate with you properly and give you the greatest pleasure."

My aunt thought for a moment, then moved her tongue even more vigorously. After all, my mother listened to me now; she would do whatever I asked her to do.

My mother came back at this moment and was surprised to see my aunt servicing my penis with her little mouth. Then she understood; her little mouth had been torn open by my penis before.

"Mother, you come too," I waved to my mother.

Mother obediently got into bed, knelt down, and bent over, her hands grasping the part her aunt had offered. She took my glans into her mouth and began licking it. Looking at Mother's high, round buttocks, I was tempted. I slightly tightened my fingers, inserting my index finger into her anus and my middle finger into her vagina. Mother cried out softly. Seeing this, my aunt, not to be outdone, also inserted a finger into Mother's anus, as if competing to see who could penetrate deeper. Mother was so overwhelmed by our two fingers that she forgot to lick, only panting with her mouth wide open. In a fit of anger, I reached my other hand under my aunt's buttocks and forcefully thrust it into her anus. My penis temporarily abandoned its pleasure, and I used my fingers to brutally violate Mother and my aunt's rear ends.

After satisfying my desire with my fingers, I pressed the two elders' dignified and beautiful faces together, assuming a kissing position. Their mouths were wide open, my penis thrusting horizontally between them. My hands pressed tightly against the back of their heads. Mother's eyes were closed, her face flushed with embarrassment as Aunt's hands roamed over her body.

Having satisfied my lust, I carried the two limp, weak women, barely able to walk, to the bathroom. I carefully cleaned them of my semen, leaving them inside and out. After a quick bite, we began their rare period of peace—sleep.

Aunt wanted to hold Mother to sleep, but I refused. I could only fall asleep with my penis inside Mother's uterus; even if she were willing to leave it inside her, I wouldn't allow it. Helpless, she had to sleep with Mother wrapped around her from behind. Mother's protests were useless; sandwiched between the two of us, it took her a long time to fall asleep.

The next day, after the sun was high in the sky, my aunt and mother woke up one after the other. The difference was that my mother was woken up by my penetration; she hadn't recovered from what I'd done to her the night before, and now, early in the morning, I was thrusting my penis inside her again, making her groan unwillingly, which in turn woke my aunt.

My aunt saw me messing around with my mother so early in the morning and glared at me angrily. She considered my mother her lover.

"We have a meeting today, what are you doing messing around as soon as you get up?"

"Long'er, let, let your mother rest a bit, I, I can't take it anymore." My mother's hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and her slightly parted lips were mesmerizing.

"Mother, I love you, I want to do this to you every day until you give me a son, then I won't let you go." Ignoring my aunt's angry glare, I continued to fuck my mother. I kissed her cheeks haphazardly.

"Enough, we have to go to the meeting now, you and Lüyi are coming with me," my aunt said angrily.

"Long'er, let's go to the meeting first. I'll give it to you later, and let me rest a bit," Mother pleaded.

Reluctantly, I got up and pulled my erect penis out of Mother's vagina.

"Oh, right, Aunt," I said, hugging my aunt who was getting dressed from behind, "you'll announce later that you and Mother are both marrying me." I pressed my penis against my aunt's high, round buttocks. Both

my aunt and mother were startled. "No, no, how can this be? We're mother and son!" Mother objected.

Aunt: "What do you want me to say? That I'm marrying my own nephew? That Green Hand is marrying her own son?"

"Easy. Nobody in the sect knows our true relationship; it's just the title of uncle and nephew. You can announce your marriage to me without any problem."

"If you don't agree, don't even think about touching my little finger again," seeing Aunt's hesitation, I whispered in her ear, "Mother is mine. If you don't agree, I'll take her away immediately, leaving you here alone forever."

"Sister…" Mother didn't know what we were saying, but it definitely wasn't good news.

I picked Mother up in one hug. "Mother, don't you want to be with me anymore? Have you forgotten what you said?" I looked heartbroken.

"I've given you my body, but I don't want anyone to know about us. Can we just keep this relationship like this?" Mother's pleas were useless to me, because I really wanted to completely possess her—body, heart, and title.

"Mother, let's not talk about this now. Let me help you get dressed first. We can talk about it when we get back." I didn't insist anymore, and my mother breathed a sigh of relief. After all, saying she wanted to marry her son in front of outsiders, even if others didn't know they were mother and son, was something she couldn't accept.

I helped her put on her dress, but didn't put any underwear on her. Then I put on a set of black clothes myself, but the crotch was wide open. I deliberately didn't button them up, and my big penis proudly protruded from my crotch. I picked up my mother and inserted my penis into her honey hole. My mother's skirt fell down, covering the joint, and her fair and slender legs were wrapped around my waist. I supported my mother's beautiful buttocks with one hand and hugged her delicate and tender back with the other. "Auntie, let's go." I turned to my auntie and said. My auntie was so angry at my outrageous behavior that her face turned pale and she couldn't say a word.

"No...!" Mother cried out, "Please, don't do this! If you want to do it, just do it inside before going out. Don't go out like this!"

"Mother, you won't agree to marry me anyway, so I'm just seizing this opportunity to be with you. Now we can do it while we're having a meeting, so I won't miss out on either."

"Mother agrees to marry you, put me down, Mother will agree to anything." Mother burst into tears and buried her head deeply in my shoulder.

"You said it, you can't go back on your word."

Mother nodded through her tears. I kissed Mother's cherry lips passionately, then looked triumphantly at my aunt, making her almost faint with anger.

"You're going out like this?" My aunt called out to me, stopping my smugness. Ah, I almost forgot, I haven't even washed up yet.

I carried Mother to the dressing table and helped her with her hair and makeup. Of course, this position definitely wouldn't be complete without inserting my penis into Mother's anus.

Walking into the hall, I held my soft and weak Mother in my left arm and my beautiful aunt in my right, attracting envious glances from countless believers. I knew that if it weren't for the black veil covering her face, my aunt's gaze would be absolutely unstoppable, even ghosts and gods would flee in terror.

Lowering the curtain that blocked the view from below, the platform became our private world. My aunt announced the Xuan Yin Sect's future direction, primarily a declaration of war against the enemies who had participated in the massacre of our family years ago. I placed my mother on the back of the chair, lifted her skirt, and took my penis, taking turns thrusting it hard into her anus and vagina. My mother kept her mouth tightly shut, wanting to scream but daring not to, large beads of sweat streaming

down her face. Seeing the fiery look in my aunt's eyes, I simply lifted my mother behind her chair, letting her lean against her shoulder, and caressed her breasts and crotch with my hands. My mother resisted, but under the powerful thrusts of my penis, she yielded.

In Chapter Eleven of Erotic Martial Arts

, the wedding day for my mother, aunt, and I was just two days away. The entire Xuan Yin Sect was in a frenzy. All the sects and underworld figures connected to the Xuan Yin Sect sent gifts and congratulations. Hundreds of people personally came to offer their congratulations and gifts, and with their entourages, nearly four or five hundred people entered the Xuan Yin Sect's headquarters. Housing was in dire need. To free up rooms, I gave up my VIP room and moved in with my mother to my aunt's room. The three of us spent our days indulging in debauchery, which I found incredibly pleasurable. The other seven Xuan Yin demonesses were merely concubines; I only slept with them when the mood struck.

After these few days of playing with her, my aunt was no longer so resistant to sex, but even if she ejaculated seven or eight times, she wouldn't be satisfied without engaging in lesbian relations with my mother for a day. It seems she's the kind of woman who won't be satisfied until her mind is satisfied, while I, even if my penis is already satisfied, as long as I think about it, my penis will immediately perform its function. So often, after I've satisfied myself with my mother and aunt, and I lie down to rest, while my aunt is rubbing against my mother, I'll get up again and insert my penis into their backs, which makes my aunt very unhappy. So we spend at least four or five hours a day in bed, and of course, the whole night.

My mother has become noticeably haggard. She loses her things at least ten times a day, and she's not getting enough sleep. I've drained all her internal energy, and she hasn't even started practicing the second stage of the Yin Demon Art yet. Like any ordinary woman, she can't withstand constant exhaustion. She's always drowsy and sleepy, which pains me to see. I plan to refine the internal energy I've extracted from her and the other seven women in the next couple of days and then transfer two hundred years of it to her, two hundred years to my concubine, and the remaining 100 years to the other seven women to strengthen their bodies. After all, they are concubines, and they've also started practicing the second stage of the Yin Demon Art.

I sat with my mother in the small pavilion on the mountaintop. For once, my penis didn't penetrate her in this position, even though she was wearing an extra layer of underwear to protect her genitals. My penis was painfully hard, but I obediently let it remain nestled in her crotch. I held her slender waist and listened quietly as she played a mournful tune. Tomorrow was our wedding day, and my mother wanted me to be quiet today as a sign of mourning for my father. She hadn't worn mourning clothes for him since his death, and tomorrow she was marrying me, so I agreed. My

mother, dressed in white, looked beautiful and charming. Her face, without makeup, was delicate and radiant. Her clear eyes were focused intently on the jade flute, and her ten white fingers, like spring onions, moved nimbly. I imagined her fingers moving like that on my penis, and my penis hardened even more, almost lifting her up. My mother paused, turned and gave me a reproachful look, then continued to convey her boundless sorrow and apology for my father through the jade flute.

Looking at my mother, beautiful as a goddess under the morning sun, at her face that combined elegance, beauty, youthfulness, and allure, and inhaling the familiar, captivating fragrance emanating from her—a fragrance only family members possess—I suddenly realized I had overestimated myself. It was only morning, and I was already losing control. There was still a long day ahead; a whole day without being able to move my penis within my mother's warm body. Good heavens, I was afraid I'd lose control and simply start practicing some kind of "Sunflower Manual" (a martial arts technique).

I turned my gaze to my aunt and the other seven women sitting beside me. My aunt, seeing my gaze, jumped up as if she'd seen a ghost. It seemed she knew me quite well; she knew which way my penis was going the moment I moved my head.

My aunt pulled the other seven beauties, who were still standing there dumbfounded, "Come on, tomorrow is the wedding day. Come down the mountain with me and see if the new clothes fit." She then gave me a mischievous look.

"Biyu," I said, feeling wronged. I was gradually figuring out my aunt's temper. If you acted like a man with her, she would only argue with you. But if you used a coquettish approach, you could arouse her maternal instincts. "Don't go, at least stay here with me." My

aunt smiled and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek. When I tried to catch her, she darted away like a little bird. "Little Dragon, be good and stay here with Lüyi. We'll come back up to find you later. Don't rush down the mountain. We'll check if your groom's clothes fit." "Okay, after we finish watching, we'll go and thank everyone who came to congratulate us. You won't find us." Her silvery laughter echoed along the mountain path. I gritted my teeth, watching my aunt's graceful back. Tonight, I'll teach you a lesson. I'll fuck your little ass raw, aunt, so you won't know how much my cock has been throbbing today. But then again, seeing my aunt's cheerful demeanor now makes me quite happy. She's no longer the crazy, vengeful woman she used to be. Having shed the shadows of the past, she looks much younger.

She blends the allure of a 30-year-old with the innocent charm of a 20-year-old, combined with a mature and voluptuous body, making my heart ache for her more and more each day. But her often mischievous little head gives me a headache, and I can't bring myself to punish her too severely unless I include my mother in the punishment. Being too lenient won't work. The two sisters together sometimes have me completely under their thumb—after all, they're the people I love most.

Mother stopped sometime ago, covering her mouth and looking at me sideways. Judging from the curve of her cheek and the corner of her eye, her mouth was definitely wide open under her small hand.

I released the hand that was around Mother's slender waist, and with lightning speed, pulled her hand away from her mouth, lowered my head, and kissed her wide-open mouth passionately, my tongue sweeping in and out.

For a long, long time, Mother, panting, pushed my head away and tapped my head with her jade flute. Looking at Mother's face, reddened by the morning sun or for some other reason, I wanted to continue to cover her mouth that had just mocked me, but Mother held the jade flute across her lips. I had never hated the flute so much. If anyone in the Xuan Yin Sect dared to buy this thing again, I would cut off their head.

"Long'er, remember what you promised your mother last night," Mother said reproachfully, "Let your mother focus on observing mourning for your father for the whole day."

After venting my desire on Mother all night last night, she lay on her side next to me, one of her delicate and smooth legs pressed against me, her fingers tracing circles on my chest. Mother whispered in my ear the words I now deeply regret: she told me not to bother her today, so she could observe mourning for Father for the whole day (note, a whole day, 24 hours). Facing the fragrant breath she exhaled in my ear, feeling her delicate hands caressing my body, her smooth legs rubbing against my penis, my penis replaced my brain, and I almost immediately agreed. As a result, this morning when I got up and tried to help Mother with her grooming as usual, she refused (she lifted her onto my lap and inserted my penis into her anus).

Mother sat up straight and continued playing her flute. Holding her flat, soft belly, all my senses were focused on my penis. The contact between my penis and her buttocks magnified infinitely in my mind. "Mother, I really can't hold back anymore, let me put it in." My penis trembled a few times in response.

But, what I got in return was Mother's infinitely sorrowful face. "Long'er, I owe you and your father so much in this life, so I've abandoned all moral obligations to marry you as compensation. But I can't repay your father. Today is my only chance to fulfill my duty as a wife. Please let me finish what I have to do today, okay?"

Looking at Mother's sad face, I couldn't say anything more. Mother said softly, "If you really can't hold back, go down the mountain to find your aunt and the others. I'll just stay here by myself."

"Uh... no, I'll stay with you like this, Mother." It seems I can only behave myself today. If I had a bow, I would definitely learn from Hou Yi and shoot down this damned sun!

Finally, my mother agreed to come down the mountain. Seeing my aunt excitedly trying on her bridal gown, old and new grudges surged up in my heart. Ignoring the seven women who would become my concubines the next day, as well as several maids serving me, I carried my aunt into the room in full view of everyone. Everyone stared at each other in astonishment amidst my aunt's groans.

Chapter Twelve of Erotic Martial Arts:

The women were dressed in bright red, their shy and charming expressions leaving even the maids, who were also women, stunned. Today was our wedding day, and a whole bunch of demons and monsters from all over the country had come, along with quite a few scoundrels. The righteous ones, fearing criticism, only sent gifts to congratulate us. I imagined the grand hall behind me as hell, and the gate I was standing in as the gates of hell. My nine wives and I, who were about to be married, were the demons of the underworld, and these bastards would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell one by one. My aunt dragged me out of my mother's arms early this morning and made me stand here like a doorman to thank the guests. I had to wear a stern smile for three hours straight, bowing and smiling at everyone I met. She was seething with anger, wanting to kill every single person who came. I suspected it was revenge for the day before when I'd beaten her so badly she was unconscious for a whole day and night, but seeing her standing there like me, it didn't seem like it.

"The leader of the Kongtong Sect has arrived—" the emcee shouted in a drawn-out voice. My heart skipped a beat. What was this guy doing here?

I didn't remember sending an invitation to the Kongtong Sect.

That damned goat-like bastard appeared before me. I hadn't even settled accounts with that old bastard for falling off a cliff because of his erotic picture book, and now he dared to show up in front of me again. My expression immediately darkened; I wanted nothing more than to punch that orange-peel-like face hard.

My aunt and mother pulled me back: "Don't be impulsive. They're all guests. We can settle our scores with him later."

I had told my mother and aunt about everything that had happened in the past, so of course they understood what I was thinking.

With a stiff smile, I bowed to the old goat: "Thank you for your presence, Sect Leader. Welcome, welcome, please come in." Get inside now, or I'll kick you a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

The Kongtong Sect Leader arrived with over twenty disciples, both men and women. He didn't recognize me as the masked man who had twice caused trouble at his sect, but just smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations, Brother Liu, on your small success today! I've brought twenty-two of my disciples here to offer my congratulations and broaden your horizons." (Outside, I still used the name Liu Xiaolong.) The orange peel was dangling in front of me, making me want to smash it to pieces with a single punch using my full Demon King Technique. My aunt quickly returned the greeting: "Thank you for coming to congratulate us today, Sect Leader and all young heroes, please come in." Before I could respond, she had the disciple in charge of reception lead them inside.

My eyes lit up. The Kongtong Sect woman who had ravaged me all night came into view, but she looked much more haggard than before, lacking the imposing aura she had when she sent me crashing down the mountain with a single palm strike. Head down, she silently mingled with the other Kongtong Sect disciples and entered the main hall. It seemed that night had dealt her a heavy blow.

"Did you see your first love?" My aunt asked, noticing my gaze following the Kongtong disciples.

"It should be my enemy. I almost died at her hands, and you almost ruined your lives too." I pinched my aunt's bottom. "If you dare say anything more, tonight I'll only consummate our marriage with you, and you'll know my power again."

"I'm so scared," my aunt feigned fear, patting her ample chest. "If you're not afraid of being scolded by Green Hand again, then come on.

" Yesterday, after I knocked my aunt unconscious, my mother gave me a severe beating.

"Stop fooling around, more people are coming." Mother glared at us, stopping our playful antics.

Damn, what's with this today? My underworld Xuan Yin Sect is having a wedding, and now these righteous sects from the legitimate world are showing up? Are they planning to destroy the Xuan Yin Sect on this auspicious day?

Five or six righteous gangs arrived in succession, and Aunt's face darkened. Many of them were enemies who destroyed the Lu family years ago. This time, it was my turn to stop Aunt; after all, it was a joyous occasion, and blood shouldn't be spilled.

Finally, the auspicious hour arrived. At the master of ceremonies' command, Mother, Aunt, and I respectfully completed the rituals of bowing to Heaven and Earth. The other seven Xuan Yin Demonesses, being concubines, could only stand behind us and couldn't bow with me.

"Heh heh," a feigned laugh rang out, "Today is Brother Liu and Sister Xuan Yin's wedding day. I shouldn't spoil everyone's fun, but this matter is extremely important, and I've been entrusted with a task, so I have to shamelessly interrupt."

Hearing this, a buzz of murmurs rose and fell in the hall. They'd finally revealed their true colors. I sneered inwardly, glancing coldly at the righteous figures present. Even some of the underworld figures clearly knew what the Kongtong Sect Leader was about to say.

Lu Dingyuan, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, shouted, "Today is our sect's joyous day! Speak your mind, don't disturb the bride and groom's happy occasion!" This immediately silenced everyone's murmurs.

"I have been entrusted by the Sword-Holding Elder, the master of Sword Lake Cottage. Given the constant conflicts and bloodshed between the righteous and evil factions in the martial arts world, with people losing their lives every day, the master of Sword Lake Cottage hopes to stop this pointless killing. He requests that the righteous and evil factions of the martial arts world jointly elect a martial arts alliance leader. In the future, any disputes will be resolved by the organization led by the martial arts alliance leader, and no private settlements will be allowed. Everyone should work together to revitalize martial arts. The identity of the martial arts alliance leader will be determined by a martial arts competition. I have come here to inform the Xuan Yin Sect that I hope they will go to Hengshan to participate on the first day of next month. Any sect that does not go will be considered to have automatically forfeited. After the martial arts alliance leader is chosen, all martial arts practitioners must obey orders and must not disobey. Those who disobey will be public enemies of the martial arts world."

"It's the same old story again," I sneered, oblivious to my mother and aunt trembling with excitement beside me. "If you want to dominate the martial arts world, just say so. Why make up excuses? In the end, whoever is stronger gets to decide. Do you expect to obediently submit just because you win a martial arts contest? It's so unoriginal. The righteous sects always use excuses like 'cherishing human life, stopping martial arts conflicts,' and 'revitalizing the martial arts world.' It's not as good as the underworld sects. They just say they want to dominate the martial arts world. It's simple and clear."

"Exactly, exactly," my words were echoed by most of the people present. "As far as I know, there are 11 gangs that want to unify the martial arts world so far. Five are from the underworld, and six are from the righteous sects, including the current ones. The underworld sects just say they want to dominate the martial arts world. Those who obey live, and those who oppose them die. But the righteous sects always use the same old excuses like 'stopping martial arts conflicts,' 'cherishing life,' and 'gathering the essence of all martial arts sects to create a new era of martial arts.' They always use the same few excuses."

"Yes, that makes sense now."

The discussion immediately made the righteous people present restless, their faces turning pale and red, just about to refute... "Enough!" Aunt shouted, befitting the leader of the Xuan Yin Sect, her voice causing those with lower cultivation levels in the hall to change color, "The Xuan Yin Sect will be there on time, and while you're at it, tell that the descendant of the once powerful Lu family of Jiangdong is telling him to wash his neck and prepare to die!"

Only then did I notice my mother and aunt's strange behavior. I reached out and gently held their cold little hands, "Don't get agitated, leave everything to me." I said to them softly and gently.

"Did you hear me? If you heard me clearly, then get out!" Since we've already torn off the mask of civility, there's no need to be polite with them; not keeping them alive is already merciful.

The group led by the Kongtong Sect slunk away from the Xuan Yin Sect, but their interruption had dampened everyone's enthusiasm. I hastily offered a few toasts and left the hall to enter the bridal chamber. The others also took their leave to rest early.

I saw my mother and aunt weeping bitterly, while the other maids stood helplessly to the side, unsure what to do. When they saw me enter, they looked at me like I was their savior. "Young Master..."

I waved my hand, and they tactfully withdrew, leaving only the three of us in the room.

"Mother, Aunt, don't cry. Today is our joyous day." I squeezed between them, hugging one of them in each arm.

"Little Dragon, you must avenge your grandfather!" my mother and aunt said in unison, hugging me back and resting their heads on my shoulders. Damn it, that damned goat ruined the atmosphere.

"Don't worry, I will. After all, he's my grandfather and father-in-law. He raised two beauties for me to be wives. Who else should I help but him?" I teased my two wives, who were crying like pear blossoms in the rain.

"You...!" My aunt stood up angrily. She was always so easily angered by me.

"Alright, alright, that old thief won't get away with it on the first day of next month. Trust your husband." I coaxed and pleaded, and finally managed to turn their tears into laughter. Thank goodness, I almost didn't get to play tonight.

Looking at my mother's smooth breasts, covered with my teeth marks, and my aunt's too, after I lay down satisfied last night, my aunt started her usual routine, insisting that my mother rub against her. I really don't understand how she has so much energy. My mother was exhausted from all the work, but she was still so energetic after I did the same amount of work to her.

Seeing her lying on her side beside her mother, one jade-like leg draped over her mother's thigh, my desire rose again. I quietly crawled over the two alluring bodies, silently lying down behind her, gripping my penis, and thrusting it hard into the little chrysanthemum exposed by her raised leg.

"Ah...!" My aunt cried out in surprise, waking up from my sneak attack on her anus, which also woke my mother. I simply picked up my aunt and placed her on top of my mother, then pressed down on both of them and began to fuck my aunt's ass.

"Long'er, sister, you..." My mother was struggling to breathe under the weight of the two of them. My aunt hugged and kissed my mother, clearly taking advantage of the chaos. "Mother, I want to fuck both of you."

I made my mother and aunt caress each other, occasionally turning them over, inserting into whichever hole I wanted. Although my mother was willing to rub against my aunt, she was still a little shy and didn't respond much.

My aunt screamed, her body trembled, and she collapsed, her limbs spread wide. I simply lifted her off her and laid her flat on the bed. I thrust into her vagina from the front, holding her smooth, pink back. I watched as her stunningly beautiful face flushed crimson from my vigorous movements, her lips moaning incessantly. I felt immensely triumphant. Now, I could rightfully declare to outsiders that the woman beneath me was my wife. Normally, I should respectfully call her "Mother," but now, if I wanted, I could have her bear me a dozen sons.

"Mother, I love you, you will always be mine," I gasped. This cry gave me an instant thrill of breaking taboos, and I almost immediately ejaculated. "Mother!" I called again. My mother's beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she softly called out, "Long'er." My ejaculation was released, and a surge of heat rushed into my mother's womb. My mother's body contracted, and a secret current from her flower sprayed onto my glans. We, mother and son, reached orgasm simultaneously.

I lay on top of my mother for a while, then turned her over and started fucking her ass again. My mother's ass was truly exquisite. I fucked her every day, and even though it would bleed profusely, it would be completely healed in a day or two. When I thrust into my mother's tight, virgin-like anus, I sighed. Compared to her, my aunt was a little lacking. Now, you could easily insert a finger into my aunt's anus, but her careful movements made up for that.

Holding my mother's voluptuous body, she shyly moved her rectum to cooperate with my thrusts into her anus. With each thrust, I would call out "Mother," and she would call me "Long'er" in return. The incestuous stimulation deeply aroused my senses. I lay on my mother's back like that, fucking her ass until noon. My mother's rectum couldn't hold all the semen I ejaculated, and under the pressure, it spilled out from deep within her rectum, soaking the sheets beneath us.

My mother's anus was red and swollen, so I had to abandon my usual way of washing her. I could only hold her face up, insert my penis into her vagina, and comb her dark hair from the front, occasionally kissing her lips. My mother's hands were limply on my shoulders, her long, shapely legs straddling my waist and softly resting on my buttocks. Every morning when I woke up, my mother was at my mercy, because I had fucked her until she was weak and exhausted. I liked to use the most intimate way to hold my mother's naked body and comb her hair before deciding whether to put on clothes.

After combing my mother's hair, I couldn't help but take my mother's body again. Ignoring her unseemly position lying on the table with her legs wide open and semen constantly flowing from her vagina, I picked up my aunt and combed her hair in the same position as my mother. My aunt was awakened by the pleasure of my penis reaching her uterus. "Xiaolong, let me rest for a bit, okay? I can't take it anymore. Let the other seven women serve you." My aunt pleaded weakly.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'm just combing your hair. After that, I'll find seven other women to relieve my lust." Looking at Auntie's appearance, I couldn't bear to penetrate her anymore. The other seven women hadn't wanted me since I raped Auntie. It had always been Mother and Auntie who bore the brunt of my lust, with Mother taking the brunt most of the time. I was secretly alarmed. If this continued, Mother might not be able to hold on for long. She was losing semen more than 20 times a day. Even with her 200-year-old cultivation and the perfected Yin Demon Technique, she would need at least two concubines by her side in the future. But then again, with Mother around, I rarely thought about other women. The incestuous pleasure of having sex with Mother was addictive.

Thinking of Mother, my penis became even harder. Auntie cried out "Aiya!" and her small mouth opened slightly, looking at me pleadingly. Looking at Auntie's slightly open mouth, her pearly white teeth and slightly curled tongue, I realized that I hadn't yet experienced pleasure in Auntie's mouth.

"Auntie, I want you." I hugged my auntie, tossed her up, and let her fall quickly, so that she could wrap her legs around my penis. I tossed her up again... My auntie clung to me tightly, refusing to let go. "Auntie, what's wrong? Is it too good? Let me carry you to the bed and we can do it again." Hehe, I wasn't afraid she wouldn't agree.

My auntie was startled: "No, don't do it again, I can't take it anymore! I'll go find the other seven." My auntie let go and tried to slip away.

"Auntie, don't go! I only want you. I'll consummate my marriage with the other seven concubines tonight."

"I really can't take it anymore, let me rest." "No, you don't have to let me penetrate you, but let me penetrate you with your little mouth."

I laid my aunt down on the thick carpet and placed my penis in front of her cherry-like mouth. My aunt stared in astonishment at my menacing penis; it was so big, clearly exceeding the capacity of her small mouth. I pulled my aunt's small hand up and placed it on my penis. "Auntie, I want your little mouth. Mother has given it to me, now I want yours."

My aunt stared at the hard, menacing thing in front of her for a moment, then gently... The stroking of my penis felt incredibly good. Suddenly, I gritted my teeth: "Fine, today I'll bite you off, you little bastard!"

My aunt opened her mouth as wide as possible, barely accommodating the large glans. Her pearly teeth pressed tightly against the slender neck behind the glans, making me groan. I gripped my aunt's swollen cheeks with both hands, massaging my glans through her smooth flesh. My aunt continued to stroke the base of my penis with both hands, her small tongue struggling to lick the glans, but the space was too small for her tongue to move freely.

"Auntie, I'm going to move now. It might be a little uncomfortable, so please bear with it," I told my aunt, stroking her hair. My penis began to thrust in and out of my aunt's mouth.

After only a few thrusts, my aunt's mouth cracked open. With each cough, saliva mingled with blood from her mouth, flowing down her pale neck to her high breasts, then down her lower abdomen… My aunt's small hands gripped my penis tightly. Even with her hands taking up part of it, each thrust still reached deep into her throat, wedged against the soft cartilage. Her face flushed red from choking, her almond eyes wide with hatred as she glared at me. But I was caught up in the moment, focused only on thrusting my penis forcefully, ignoring her completely. I don't know how many thrusts I made, until my aunt almost passed out, before I finally ejaculated deep into her throat. A large amount of semen gushed from her mouth, only a small portion of which she swallowed.

My aunt pushed me away forcefully, ignoring her weakness, and crawled to put on her clothes.

"Auntie, let me help you," I said kindly, offering to help her dress, but she slapped my hand away. My aunt glared at me, blood streaming from her mouth and chest, thick semen covering her mouth and chest, with some even dripping from her nostrils. Seeing her angry expression, I knew I had been too excited and had completely ignored her feelings.

"Auntie, please don't be angry. I was wrong just now, I deserved to be hit, I apologize to you."

The situation was bad, so I had to coax and lie, slap myself, swear, and use every trick in the book to appease her. In the end, I even dragged my mother into it to calm her down. What a loss...

However, seeing my aunt's little mouth stretched until it bled, and seeing semen flowing from her mouth and nostrils, I felt a sense of accomplishment. Watching my aunt bend over with her back to me as I put on my pants, her snow-white buttocks sticking up high, my penis wanted to get hard again. Thankfully, my Demon King Technique greatly helped with sex, otherwise I would have been finished in three days. I hugged my aunt's snow-white buttocks and thrust into her little anus. Since I had given her the right to sleep with my mother in the heat of the moment, I would feel bad if I didn't get my revenge. My aunt's moans and pleas for mercy started echoing in the bridal chamber again, but this time I wouldn't be soft-hearted. In the end, I woke my mother up too, but when she heard that her son and sister were fighting over who could sleep with her, she obediently stayed to the side and watched, waiting for the outcome of the duel. I must win!!

Chapter Thirteen of Erotic Martial Arts:

Today is the third day of the wedding ceremony. Tonight, it's my turn to share a room with my seven concubines. I still prefer to sleep with my mother, so after having my way with all seven concubines until they were sprawled out on the bed, I got up and went to the next room without even putting on my clothes.

Pushing open the door, I saw my aunt and mother sleeping peacefully in each other's arms. They were both naked, clearly having just finished their passionate encounter. Their genitals were wet, their faces flushed from the passion, their skin like solidified cream, their arms intertwined like blood, their pink and white thighs reflecting each other, making my penis throb with desire.

Seeing my aunt sleeping soundly with my mother's beautiful body in her arms filled me with rage. Yesterday morning, all I got was a small cut on her mouth to earn the right to sleep with my mother every night—it was such a bargain! The impulsive words I blurted out immediately filled me with regret. Even after I fucked her to the point of exhaustion, no matter how much I threatened or bribed her, she wouldn't give up. In the end, I fucked her until she passed out before my mother intervened and stopped me. There was no other way; I couldn't really fuck her until she died of exhaustion. After all, she's my aunt and wife, and besides my mother, she's the woman I love most.

I tried to pry my aunt's hands off my mother, but she was holding on too tightly. I tried several times but failed, waking my mother instead. Seeing my erect penis and my sweaty, anxious state, she smiled and said, "Aren't the seven of them enough for you?"

"Mother, I can only fall asleep holding you. I won't be satisfied if I don't have you for a day."

I lay on my side behind my mother and inserted my penis into her wet vagina from behind. I tried to pull my aunt's hands away again, and my mother freed her hand from between her and my aunt's bodies to help me pry my aunt's hands off her. It took some effort to separate my mother and my aunt.

I pressed my mother down and fucked her wet vagina from behind. My penis made intimate contact with the folds of her vagina, each thrust reaching deep into her uterus. My mother climaxed repeatedly, moaning softly, her petite but voluptuous body covered in fragrant sweat. After several hundred thrusts, my mother's vagina contracted, and a stream of vaginal fluid washed over my glans. Excited, I felt a tingling sensation at the tip of my penis, and I ejaculated my life essence into my mother's womb.

"Mother, no matter who's with me tonight, I want to hold you while I sleep," I whispered in her ear, embracing her full, sweat-covered body.

My mother smiled, her beautiful, watery eyes giving me a playful look. Her alluring appearance made me want to ride her beautiful body again. "Didn't you give me to your aunt? You'll need your aunt's permission to hold me to sleep in the future!"

"Ha, Auntie's sleeping like a log right now. She doesn't mind if I hold you. It's easy to make Auntie this tired every night. Let her hold you before she falls asleep, and you're still mine after she falls asleep." My penis moved a few times inside my mother, proving I wasn't lying.

"Long'er, I can't take it anymore. Let's go somewhere else," my mother pleaded shyly.

"Alright, but I haven't even been inside your honey pot many times today. How come you can't take it after just one time?" I moved my penis from your little cunt to your anus, and the pleasure of penetration made you moan again.

"It's because of your aunt that I'm like this tonight!" you said shyly, blushing.

"Oh, how many times did you and your aunt lose control tonight?"

Your blushing face aroused me. My penis, which had been resting for a while, had regained its strength. I started thrusting my penis into your anus. You gently twisted your buttocks and moved your rectum to serve me.

"I... I lost control six times tonight, and your aunt lost control nearly ten times."

I lowered my head, bit your earlobe, and sucked on it. It was her sensitive spot. After just a few strokes, you became aroused again, your breathing quickened, and the peristalsis of your rectum in your beautiful buttocks accelerated, as if it were alive. I could feel it with my hands holding your lower abdomen.

I stopped her: "Mom, don't move so fast, take it slow. If you go too fast, you'll run out of energy. I want you to cooperate until I ejaculate."

My words brought Mom back from her passion. She slowed down, contracting slowly but powerfully. Her hot and tight anus made my penis feel like it was entering paradise.

"Mom, how does it feel when you and Auntie caress each other?" I asked Mom.

"I can't really say," Mom shook her head, which was covered with fine beads of sweat. "At first, I wasn't used to caressing my sister. I just tried to satisfy her with my hands. But my sister touched me all over, and gradually I got excited too. Thinking about that situation now, it's really embarrassing." Mom emphasized and added, "Don't ask me that again."

Hehe, it seems Mom is still not used to it. With one hand holding Mom's full breasts and the other around her slender waist, I gritted my teeth and thrust hard into Mom's anus, ruthlessly ravaging her rectum.

"Ah..." I cried out comfortably, holding my mother's tight body tightly. I ejaculated contentedly inside her rectum, and only after my penis stopped throbbing did my mother's body relax.

I pulled my penis out of my mother's anus, turned her over, and held her face up, taking my penis into her small hand. I placed my thighs on her beautiful legs. "Mother, did you like it?" I asked my mother, whose orgasm had not yet subsided. My

mother nodded, her face flushed, and rested her head on my broad chest. Her small hands gently squeezed and kneaded, giving my penis a slight aftershock after the intense tremor. I closed my eyes, enjoying the wonderful sensation brought to me by my mother's delicate and soft hands. The scene of my mother playing the flute on the mountaintop the day before the wedding ceremony, observing mourning for my father, floated into my mind. Her focused expression and the image of her jade-like fingers moving nimbly on the jade flute made my desire rise again.

"Mom, please use your hands and your little mouth to make me feel good just once, okay?"

I wouldn't dare force my mother; she's the person I love most. My mother thought for a moment, her little head resting on my chest, and agreed. My penis in her little hands was already rock hard.

I got up and helped my mother kneel on the bed. I brought my penis to her little mouth. My mother blushed and closed her eyes. I was her son, and seeing her son's penis up close always made her embarrassed, even though it had been inside her for a long time.

I placed my penis on my mother's cherry lips. My mother's jaw slowly opened, and she took my penis into her mouth little by little. Her tongue meticulously licked every part of my glans, the slightly rough protrusions of her tongue scraping against the glans, making me feel happiness welling up from the bottom of my heart. Such a mother is truly a gift from God.

"Mom, thank you," I said sincerely, stroking my mother's cloud-like hair.

Mother opened her eyes and looked up, her lips twitching slightly, probably in a smile. She licked even more vigorously, her slender fingers touching the part of my penis that protruded from her mouth, holding it in her palm and stroking it back and forth.

Although it felt good, this wasn't what I wanted. "Mother, not like this. It should be like when you played the flute that day, with your fingers squeezing it."

Mother paused, then changed her grip on my penis to a flute-like position, pressing her thumb on the artery below my penis, her other fingers on the top, squeezing it lightly with her fingers. The pleasure of pressing on the artery made me almost ejaculate immediately. I barely held back for a moment, then felt I couldn't hold back any longer. With a shout, I pulled my penis out of Mother's mouth and hand, thrusting it into my sleeping aunt's honeypot, ejaculating wildly, filling her belly with semen.

My mother watched in astonishment. I scratched my head sheepishly. "Your hands and little mouth are too amazing. I couldn't hold back after just a few strokes, hehe..." I chuckled awkwardly.

Seeing my silly expression, my mother covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter a dazzling display that made my eyes light up.

"Mom, you have to do this for me more often in the future," I whispered in her ear as I held her as we lay down.

My mother nodded shyly, her obedient yet charming appearance making me want to shower her lips, which had just finished sucking my penis, with kisses. My mother lay on top of me, her head resting on my chest. My hands caressed her smooth, pink back, her legs spread apart on the bed. One of her arms was around my waist, my half-erect penis held in her small hand beneath her flat, delicate abdomen. My mother had let me press down on her many times before; tonight, I'd let her press down on me just this once. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep, and even in my dreams, my mother was with me...

"Ouch..." A sharp pain in my ear jolted me awake. Opening my eyes, I saw my aunt's face contorted with rage. Her wide, almond-shaped eyes were less than three feet away from me. Her hands were on her hips, and she was twisting my ear with one hand. Her pale yellow dress made her look ethereal and otherworldly. From my angle, her high, rounded breasts looked incredibly cute. Still half-asleep, I forgot my ear was still hurting and reached out to touch those pointed protrusions.

My aunt cried out "Ah!" and released my hand, quickly taking two steps back to avoid my clutches.

"A real man doesn't keep his word! What did you say yesterday morning?!" My aunt stood on her hips, glaring at me angrily.

Even in anger, my aunt was still beautiful. Her cherry-red lips were tightly pursed, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her face was classically pretty. Her hands on her hips accentuated her slender waist, making her look both angry and charming, powerful yet delicate.

I wasn't fully awake yet, and I turned my head blankly. My mother was sitting on the inside of the bed, her long, shapely legs bent across her alluring vulva, her buttocks half-sitting. One hand was placed between her thighs, covering her lower body, while the other hand was across her chest, holding her other arm. Her breasts were half-hidden beneath her arm, and her round navel was

visible on her flat stomach. Her lips were curved in a smile, and her eyes were full of laughter. Her unkempt hair cascaded over her snow-white shoulders. Seeing my mother's alluring figure, my penis instantly became erect. I grabbed her waist and began to suckle hard on her navel, my tongue licking incessantly, making her weak with ticklishness. She giggled, her body trembling, and she desperately tried to push my mischievous head away.

"Hey! You two, don't get up so early and stop going crazy!" Auntie yelled angrily, but I was in the middle of it and ignored her. My mother was barely able to take care of herself, let alone her. Auntie sat down in a huff, turned her face away, and refused to look at us anymore.

After playing with my mother's navel for a while, I moved to another spot, placing my mother's upper body on the bed, spreading her crossed legs, grabbing her beautiful buttocks with both hands, and kissing her honey pot with my mouth. My tongue kept sweeping over my mother's pink labia, occasionally probing inside to tease her clitoris.

My mother pressed my head tightly with both hands, her body twisting and turning, panting heavily, her thighs constantly shifting positions, her buttocks raised high. I simply lifted my mother onto my shoulders, her beautiful legs pressing against my back, my hands supporting her buttocks from under her legs, burying my head between her legs, sucking and biting. My mother twisted her body wildly, her whole body flushed red.

My aunt stared in disbelief at the scene, her legs tightly pressed together. One hand unconsciously reached down to her crotch, her breathing quickened, and her face flushed crimson… (

Chapter 14 of Erotic Martial Arts,

Author: meestery)

My aunt cried out, arching her body upwards, her juices gushing out, filling my mouth. I sucked hard, emptying all of her juices. After carefully licking her vulva inside and out, my aunt collapsed onto the bed, panting weakly. She was done; now it was my turn. My poor, hard penis pressed against the bed, never having received such humiliating treatment.

Just as I was about to thrust my penis into her vagina, I inadvertently saw my aunt sitting in a chair, her legs tightly closed, one hand gripping her thigh, the other on her chest, her face like spring water, her large, watery eyes looking at me with unspoken longing.

I changed my mind. "Auntie, do you want it too?" Auntie nodded sadly. "Alright, come here." I sat up, opened my arms, and called Auntie over.

Auntie blushed, her legs tightly pressed together, and she walked over hesitantly, stopping every step.

I pulled her into my arms, first rubbing my penis against her buttocks a few times, then taking off her clothes.

I stripped Auntie down to her skin like a lamb, her delicate, baby-like body lying on the bed. I pressed down on her and grabbed my penis, wanting to insert it into her vagina.

Auntie stopped me: "No, I want to do it like you did with Green Hands." Ah, so that's it. I bent over, put my head down to Auntie's genitals, and used my mouth instead of my penis to penetrate Auntie's vagina, just like I had done to Mother. The scene on Mother was being replayed on Auntie.

My penis thrust wildly into her still-wet vagina. "Auntie, did you enjoy it?" I asked, pressing down on her as I continued.

She had just recovered from her orgasm, clinging tightly to me, her buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with my thrusts. She nodded gently, leaning close to my ear and whispering, "It was alright. It felt just as good as doing it with Green Hands."

Seeing this beautiful woman beneath me, who hated intimacy due to childhood abuse, now willingly cooperate, filled me with immense joy. Before, she would respond to my thrusts, but that was only because my penis had aroused her; it was her natural instinct. Before passion, she was motionless, like a doll. Now, even without passion, she cooperated. It seemed my efforts hadn't been in vain.

"Auntie, will you let me do this to you from now on?" I kissed her nose, which was covered in tiny beads of sweat, with affection. She responded passionately.

My penis thrust straight into her clitoris, and soon my aunt also began to climax. My mother had woken us up earlier, but she just watched quietly from the side. That's how my mother is; she never asks for anything, but even when she's exhausted, she'll satisfy us if my aunt and I ask.

"Ah..." After we both reached our climax, I held my aunt contentedly, scrutinizing her sculpted face. Tiny beads of sweat covered her straight nose, her large, still-dazed eyes were filled with moisture, and her classically beautiful face was flushed. Her pink tongue peeked out from her constantly opening and closing mouth—truly a perfect work of art called climax.

"Fine, I'll let it go for now. You broke your promise last night and took Green Hand from my arms." Uh, my aunt remembers it really clearly.

Mother secretly covered her mouth and chuckled. I groped her crotch hard. "Auntie, from now on, I'll only take Mother away after you fall asleep, okay? You can give her to me after you're sound asleep." I wriggled against Auntie, acting like a child, and Auntie, uncomfortable from my rubbing, had to hold me tightly to keep me from moving.

"Don't even think about it. You promised to give me Green Hand when we slept, and I'm not even holding it against you for breaking your promise last night. You want to push your luck?" Auntie looked at me with a half-smile.

"Then let Mother decide for herself, see whose arms she wants to sleep in." Mother was startled. "Don't drag me into this. I want to sleep alone, are you okay with that?"

"Of course not!" Auntie and I said in unison.

I rolled my eyes and whispered a few words in Auntie's ear. Auntie listened and glanced at Mother, her strange look making Mother feel uneasy.

Mother moved to the far end of the bed. "What, what are you trying to do?" I pulled Mother over, got off Auntie, and pressed Mother onto Auntie. Auntie hugged Mother tightly, and I pressed down on Mother's back, the three of us piled on top of each other, with Auntie and I sandwiching Mother in the middle.

"Mother, Auntie and I have agreed that from now on, we'll both hold you while you sleep at night. Just get used to being sandwiched between two people for now."

My penis smoothly entered Mother's body, ravaging her. Auntie held Mother from below, her hands constantly groping Mother's body. After the three of us finished our wild and unrestrained lovemaking, it was already noon.

Seven concubines and aunts sat beside me, my mother held me on my lap, and my hands roamed over her body, which was only covered by a silk outer garment. My mother fed me food like a child, but the more I ate, the angrier I became. I almost wanted to pin my mother down on the table, lift her skirt, and do it to her again. At this moment, my aunt spoke up: "There isn't much time left until the first day of next month. We should start preparing. Green Hand and the other seven need to finish the second stage of the Yin Demon Art as soon as possible, so we plan to go into seclusion after this meal."

"No way?!" I suddenly felt dizzy. "Then... what am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to take care of it myself?" I just wanted to burst into tears.

My aunt said seriously, "There's nothing we can do about it. The more prepared we are, the higher our survival rate will be. You don't want to lose a few wives and concubines after you've taken your revenge, do you?"

I sighed, speechless, knowing in my heart that my aunt was right; my penis had already gone limp. Seeing my dejected look, the eight women covered their mouths and chuckled. Thinking about the nearly twenty days without women, I had no heart to argue with them. Normally, I wouldn't have let them be so arrogant.

"Hahaha..." Auntie hugged my mother and me, laughing until tears streamed down her face. "You look so funny. I was just kidding. The Yin Demon Skill is mainly difficult in the first stage. After you've exhausted your internal energy, the second stage will only take about ten days to complete. We'll practice in two batches, taking turns accompanying you."

Auntie laughed happily, but she didn't notice the thick smoke rising from my head, like a volcano about to erupt...

"Alright, in that case, I'll divide you into two batches. Green Yi and the other seven will be in one batch. After dinner, you'll go practice. Bi Yu will accompany me today, and then we'll meet again tomorrow." I put my mother down, picked up my aunt who was screaming and struggling, and strode towards the bedroom I had just come out of.

Resting my head on my mother's full breasts, I looked down at my limp and powerless aunt in my arms, and couldn't help but knead her high breasts a few more times. My aunt groaned, barely opening her tightly closed eyes: "I really can't take it anymore, let me rest."

"Do you still dare to tease your husband?" I chuckled coldly. Although my mother and the other two concubines were helping, under my deliberate actions, my aunt couldn't even lift a little finger now. I moved my penis a few times in my aunt's small hand, and she was startled. "I wouldn't dare, my lord," my aunt glanced at me charmingly, and muttered, "You always bully me."

Seeing my aunt's seductive appearance, I pulled her into my arms tightly. "Do you still dare to compete with me for Green Hand?" In front of the other seven concubines, we still addressed each other by our names. We'll tell them about our relationship after a while, because I'm afraid they won't accept it. Although I don't care, my mother and aunt are thin-skinned.

My aunt chuckled. "You still won't share Green Hand with me, huh? You're not keeping your word." I pulled my penis from her hand, pressed it against her, and made to thrust it inside. "Tell me, do you dare?"

My aunt pleaded, "Alright, alright, I'm scared of you. I'll give Green Hand back to you after I fall asleep."

"No," I said, my penis bursting in, whispering in my aunt's ear, "Do you want me to put my penis inside you every night like your mother, or do you want your mother to take over the job?" My penis began to thrust in and out of my aunt's body.

My aunt was now completely defenseless, looking pleadingly at my mother who was watching with a smile. My mother pulled me into her arms. "Alright, stop bullying Biyu. Come to me."

I nestled in my mother's arms, the familiar scent intoxicating me, and my lingering desire made me hug my mother and move wildly again.

Days passed, and to save time, I modified the secluded training area for the women, dividing it into inner and outer rooms. The inner room was for their practice, while the outer room was where I indulged my pleasures and, incidentally, protected them.

My aunt didn't need to cultivate, so she moaned and begged for mercy beneath me every day, both loving and fearing me. The unfortunate experiences of her childhood were slowly fading from her heart, but her fondness for rubbing mirrors with my mother remained unchanged. Gradually, she also set her sights on my other concubines, but this only added to my enjoyment. Just imagine, two women huddled together, me pressing down on one of their backs, and pounding into them from behind—the feeling was indescribably pleasurable.

My mother didn't need to practice today, so I used force to quickly subdue the other three women, then dragged my mother towards the library. During this time, although I had a rather despicable and shameless plan in mind for the meeting on the first day of next month—a plan that would be considered quite effective by martial arts practitioners—I still needed to cram on my martial arts techniques to increase my chances of winning. After all, my internal strength is unparalleled in the martial arts world, but my techniques are lacking. If I encounter a master with similar internal strength, it will be difficult to win. So, whenever I have free time, I go to the Xuan Yin Sect's "Stolen Book Pavilion," which has been collected over the years, to cram. But today, besides reading, I also want to have some fun with my mother there…

Entering the heavily guarded library, a room filled with bookshelves (mainly for fire prevention; generally, no one in the Xuan Yin Sect could go in without being stopped, but judging from the dust on the books, few in the Xuan Yin Sect liked going there—don't they know knowledge is power?), I'm not nitpicking, but the cultural level of the Xuan Yin Sect is incredibly low. They have all sorts of random books, tens of thousands in total. If they were all martial arts manuals, all the secret techniques of every sect in the martial arts world would be here. Look, there's a popular version of Shaolin Long Fist, a longevity exercise version of Wudang Tai Chi. Don't assume that just because something is authoritative, it's good; you should have some critical thinking. What? They even have the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Character Classic. Are there many illiterate people in the Xuan Yin Sect? The Eight-Legged Essay College syllabus? Does anyone in the Xuan Yin Sect want to become a top scholar? Impressive, impressive, more than ten years ahead of what I expected. I admire them...

My mother was clearly not here for the first time; she wasn't surprised at all by seeing so many books, unlike me, who was dumbfounded when I first entered.

I pushed and carried my mother to the innermost corner of the bookshelf, then hugged her from behind and started kissing and groping her indiscriminately. My penis was pressed tightly against her buttocks, and I was about to pull up her skirt to have my way with her when suddenly, the door I had closed as I came in creaked open. My mother was startled and desperately grabbed my penis, which was halfway inside her anus, preventing me from going any further. I couldn't help but sigh at my bad luck, and could only suppress my lust, cursing that reckless bastard.

"Master Chen, what do you think of the plan for the martial arts tournament on the first day of next month?" A hoarse voice rang out. No way, I hadn't told anyone about my despicable plan except my mother and aunt. Although they also despised my shamelessness, they shouldn't have told anyone without my consent. It seems I'll have to interrogate them properly with my penis later.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look down at my mother. She was leaning back in my arms, her face flushed, her delicate hand tightly gripping my penis, which was halfway inside her anus. When I looked at her, she shook her head, indicating that she hadn't told anyone. Seeing her alluring appearance, I couldn't help but knead her high breasts a few times with my hand holding her chest. My penis then thrust in smoothly, the entire glans entering her. My mother quickly covered her mouth with her free hand, afraid of making a sound, and gripped my penis even tighter.

Chen Dingyuan, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, spoke up: "As long as everyone is careful, the plan should be fine. The owner of the Sword-Holding Pavilion said that after the deed is done, the Xuan Yin Sect will be under the control of the three of us brothers. We'll decide who becomes the leader ourselves, which is why I've called you two here today to discuss it."

"Heh, it doesn't matter who becomes the leader. For so many years, haven't we been the ones calling the shots in the Xuan Yin Sect? That crazy woman is always busy seeking revenge. If it weren't for those eight Xuan Yin Demonesses, one of us would have been the leader long ago." I recognized that voice; it was Ding Zhenpu

, the leader of the Black Tortoise Hall. "That's right. So, let's divide up the leadership position. How should Lu Biyu and the other eight Xuan Yin Demonesses share it?" Damn it, so that's what it's all about. Trying to take advantage of my wife, they really don't know what's good for them. My

mother trembled with anger in my arms, never expecting that someone trusted by her sister would betray her and side with the enemy. I used my inner strength to suppress my voice and whispered in her ear, "Don't get excited yet, listen to what tricks they have up their sleeves." Mother nodded, trying her best to suppress her anger.

A hoarse voice rang out: "I want Liu Lüyi and three random Xuan Yin witches. I've wanted to sleep with that woman Liu Lüyi for a long time. Look at her round and big buttocks, her high and firm breasts. Every time I see her back, I want to fuck her hard from behind. It's a pity that her asshole has probably been fucked to pieces by that little bastard, damn it." Mother's

body, which had just stopped, trembled again. I quickly hugged her tightly. "Don't worry, I promise you, after they finish talking, I'll let you deal with this bastard." I took the opportunity to insert my penis deep into Mother's buttocks. Her rectum was tight and hot, and the buttocks that I touched were soft and elastic. That hoarse-voiced Zhuque Hall Master really knows his stuff, knowing that Mother's back door is incredibly wonderful.

"How did you know, Brother Ding?" It was Bai Yifei, the Xuanwu Hall Master.

"When that little thief forcibly took Liu Lüyi, she hadn't yet broken the taboo against yang energy entering her body, yet that little thief vented his lust on her every day. A woman's body has three holes, and the Xuan Yin Demoness's mouth and vaginal opening are forbidden. Need I say more about that little thief fucking there?" Hehe, I quite admire his words.

"I'll choose Lu Biyu and three others at random. The rest will belong to Hall Master Chen. I have no interest in the position of sect leader." Bai Yifei said.

"Alright, but Liu Xiaolong will also be under my disposal." As soon as Chen Dingyuan said this, not only me, but the other two were also greatly surprised. No way, although I am handsome and dashing, why does God have to treat me like this?!

Bai Yifei and Ding Zhenpu even took a few steps back. "No way, Hall Master Chen, do you have that kind of fetish?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Dingyuan's red face turned black: "Bastard! I did it for that Wan Jie..."

Chen Dingyuan awkwardly stopped speaking, deeply regretting his slip of the tongue.

"I see, I thought Brother Chen was... However, the Myriad Calamities Demon Art is a martial arts masterpiece. After you find out, will we

study it together? I'm afraid Brother Chen won't be able to comprehend it alone." "That's right." "Alright," realizing he had inadvertently revealed it, he knew he couldn't refuse. "Let's all learn it together, but first, that little thief has to be willing to tell us."

"Don't worry, once he's in our hands, we're not afraid he won't talk. Hehe, after we get Liu Lüyi, I plan to..."

While listening to others' ideas on how to play with his mother, I forcefully thrust into her anus. Watching his mother suppress her anger and endure my vigorous thrusting without daring to make a sound, the stimulation made me ejaculate quickly. But before they left, I didn't plan to stop, continuing to thrust into his mother's anus, which was constantly leaking semen, letting the semen flow down our thighs onto the ground.

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