The Sequel to The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

In the Jiangzhou Imperial Palace, Chen Youliang received a report from a servant that a blind monk was requesting an audience.
A monk, blind in both eyes—could it be his master, Cheng Kun? Chen Youliang was utterly perplexed and still puzzled.
"Good disciple, your master has come from afar, why do you refuse to see me? Is the Emperor's countenance so unapproachable?"
These words were uttered by Cheng Kun with profound inner strength.
Chen Youliang, of course, could hear them too, and hurriedly prepared his entourage to go out and greet him.
Upon arriving at the palace gate, Chen Youliang saw a blind old monk standing solemnly—it was indeed his master,
Cheng Kun . He immediately knelt on one knee before Cheng Kun, saying, "It has been more than five years since we last met. Master, how have you been
? Your disciple has been constantly worried about you."
Cheng Kun sneered, "Now that you are the Emperor, why would you remember a dying man like me?
Don't you think that's too hypocritical?"
The master and disciple appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly they were calculating their own schemes and wary of each other.
Chen Youliang stood up and said with a forced smile, "Master, you flatter me. I am deeply grateful for your teachings. How could
I be so ungrateful? Please come inside, Master. I have already ordered a banquet to welcome you."
He knew his disciple well; he was no good.
A lavish banquet was set up inside the hall, no less extravagant than a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast.
After they sat down, Cheng Kun briefly recounted his experiences. Chen Youliang was astonished and
flattered Cheng Kun, "Master, you are truly blessed! Congratulations!"
Cheng Kun replied, "Don't worry, the favor I need is a piece of cake for you. You don't need to worry." Chen Youliang said, "I
dare not."
This master and disciple were truly a perfect pair, tacitly understanding each other yet able to exploit one another. That evening, Cheng Kun, under
Chen Youliang 's arrangement, bathed and changed clothes, enjoying a comfortable life he had never imagined in the past five years.
For several days, Chen Youliang treated Cheng Kun with great hospitality, and gradually, Cheng Kun lowered his guard.
On this day, Cheng Kun sought out Chen Youliang to discuss his revenge plan. He hoped Chen Youliang would provide him with a
force to accompany him to Wudang to deal with Zhang Sanfeng and his disciples, and to take the opportunity to inquire about Zhang Wuji's whereabouts.
Chen Youliang readily agreed, promising to personally lead the expedition.
In truth, his willingness to agree stemmed from his long-held desire to destroy Wudang. Even if he couldn't
eliminate , he could at least weaken them or force them to submit. If things went wrong, he could escape and let Cheng Kun handle the situation. Eliminating this
threat would actually be more advantageous for him.
Soon they arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. The two young Taoist boys guarding the mountain came out to stop them when they saw the large group of people.
They asked, "Who are you? What brings you to Wudang Mountain? Please state your names so I can report to our Grandmaster
."
Cheng Kun ignored them and killed the two boys with a single palm strike. They killed anyone they saw and moved unimpeded. A disciple who
was seriously injured struggled to his feet and ran towards the temple to report the news. Soon they arrived at the open space inside the temple,
where everyone from Wudang Mountain came out to greet them.
Among the Wudang group, the one at the very front was the sect leader, Yu Lianzhou. To his left stood Yu Daiyan, Zhang Sanfeng's third
disciple. His crippling injury had been healed by Zhang Wuji with the Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment. Although his martial arts had not recovered to their former state,
after several years of hard training, he could move freely. The fourth brother, Zhang Songxi, had been away from Wudang for many years and no one knew
where he was. The sixth brother, Yin Liting, was also not in the mountains at the moment. He and his wife, Yang Buhui, had taken their two-year-old son, Yin Yulong, to
Kunlun Mountain to visit the child's maternal grandfather, Yang Xiao.
Yu Lianzhou had received a notice from Shaolin a month ago that Cheng Kun had escaped, but he never expected him to dare to provoke Wudang. He immediately
stepped forward and said, "Cheng Kun, you have not repented for escaping Shaolin, and now you come to provoke my Wudang, injuring my
disciples . What are your intentions? Are you not afraid of dying without a burial place?"
After speaking, he thrust his long sword at Cheng Kun, and the two sides began to fight. On the other side, Chen Youliang and Yu Daiyan were standing together.
Chen Youliang, being cunning, saw that Yu Daiyan was showing many flaws and did not want to waste any more time. He feinted and threw a dart,
which hit Yu Daiyan in the chest. The dart contained a deadly poison. Yu Daiyan fell to the ground with a muffled groan and died. On the other side,
Yu Lianzhou was fighting Cheng Kun to a standstill and was barely holding on when suddenly he saw Yu Daiyan lay motionless on the ground, then turned
and shouted, "Third Brother!"
In that instant, he revealed an opening, and Cheng Kun struck Xiao Kang with a palm strike, sending him flying backward and crashing into a pillar. He landed on
the ground spitting blood. Cheng Kun was about to finish him off with another palm strike when a powerful surge of true energy attacked. He quickly met it with his own palm,
and the two energies collided, each forcing them back several steps. Cheng Kun felt a slight numbness in his arm. "Such ruthless killing is
far too impolite," he thought.
The newcomer was none other than Zhang Sanfeng, the Master Zhang. Upon hearing the voice, Cheng Kun said, "Are you Master Zhang? I've long heard of your great name;
indeed, it lives up to its reputation. However, seeing that you are already old, you should disband Wudang and retire to the mountains to live out your days."
His words were casual yet extremely rude.
Upon hearing this, Master Zhang said, "Those who commit many evil deeds will surely perish. You have injured many of my disciples. If I were to spare you today, it would
be an injustice against Heaven. Today, I will show you the power of Wudang."
As he finished speaking, his clothes gradually billowed, and his true energy filled his entire body, ready to be unleashed. Cheng Kun listened intently and
also channeled his inner strength into his palms.
In a duel between masters, the slightest mistake could be fatal, let alone between two of the world's greatest masters, one of whom was a grandmaster of martial arts. For
a martial artist to witness Master Zhang's prowess was truly an extraordinary stroke of luck.
The fight between the two became increasingly dangerous. Cheng Kun, thinking that his divine skill was not yet fully mastered, needed to end the battle quickly and not
prolong the conflict, unleashed a powerful palm strike. Zhang Sanfeng, in turn, fought back with all his might. Suddenly, both
were forced back more than ten steps before regaining their footing. Blood trickled from the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth, and Cheng Kun also felt his internal energy surging uncomfortably,
almost spitting out blood, but he swallowed it back. He prepared to unleash another palm strike, but his internal energy was completely depleted.
Chen Youliang, seeing an opportunity, launched another poisoned dart at Zhang Sanfeng. Yu Lianzhou, seeing the dart flying towards
her master , cried out, "Master!"
and struggled to her feet, rushing to her master's side to block the poisoned dart before collapsing in front of Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng,
grieving the loss , embraced Yu Lianzhou, tears streaming down his face.
Seeing that most of the Wudang disciples were dead and there was no further advantage to be gained, Cheng Kun ordered Chen Youliang to lead the group down
the mountain , determined not to lose his own life there.
Soon, Cheng Kun and his entourage returned to the Jiangzhou Imperial Palace. Cheng Kun went back to his room and began to cultivate in seclusion, using
his internal energy to heal his injuries. Chen Youliang then summoned Prime Minister Zhang Bixian, Grand Commandant Zhang Dingbian, and Grand Tutor Zou Pusheng to inquire about state affairs, discuss the battle
against Zhu Yuanzhang, and plan future strategies. After finishing, he returned to his palace to rest and went into...
Inside the room stood a woman, elegantly dressed, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling, her hair gleaming—a
true beauty. She bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you. Your Majesty must be weary from your journey; please have some ginseng
tea." She
then brought over a cup of tea. Chen Youliang took it, drank a sip, and said, "My beloved concubine is truly thoughtful."
The woman immediately took the teacup and placed it on the table. She then helped Chen Youliang sit down and began massaging his shoulders. Chen
Youliang closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the beauty's care.
This woman was Yan Xinyi, Chen Youliang's most favored concubine. Because of her outstanding beauty,
intelligence , and understanding, she greatly pleased Chen Youliang. She was often by his side, understood many of his affairs, and
frequently helped him resolve his troubles.
She was two months pregnant at this time, and Chen Youliang doted on her even more. In fact, Chen Youliang
already had two sons, Chen Shan, who was twelve years old, and Chen Li, who was eight. But out of love for her,
he showed even more care for this unborn child.
Chen Youliang gently held Yan Xinyi's fair and delicate hand and said, "Xinyi...you are so beautiful."
She gazed at Chen Youliang tenderly and affectionately, with a shy smile.
As Chen Youliang spoke, he gently kissed her delicate hand, starting from her palm, then
the back of her hand, her elbow, licking along with the tip of his tongue. Yan Xinyi trembled with a ticklish sensation and whispered, "Ah...it tickles...it's so ticklish
..."
Chen Youliang kissed her ear, whispering sweetly, "Xinyi, do you know, you have
a kind of ethereal beauty? The first time I saw you, I fell deeply in love with you..." His soft words were like a hypnotic whisper. Yan Xinyi had been neglected
lately because Chen Youliang was preoccupied with the war, and she hadn't experienced the pleasure of sex in a long time; her heart was filled with loneliness . Chen Youliang continued, "Xinyi, your beauty is otherworldly and ethereal...I've been busy with court affairs, which is why I've neglected you." "Your Majesty, I know. Your Majesty should prioritize the affairs of the state." Her soft voice gently brushed past Chen Youliang's ear, making him even more restless. "Today, let me pamper my beloved concubine," he said, reaching out to embrace her slender waist and gently nibbling her ear. Yan Xinyi was almost instantly captivated by his tenderness. Chen Youliang's hands also caressed her firm breasts, gently kneading and pinching them, while he removed her clothes piece by piece. At this moment, a few drops of milk seeped from her breasts due to Chen Youliang's caresses, wetting the back of his hands. Then, Chen Youliang buried his head against her chest, and Yan Xinyi, like a mother, placed the bright red nipples of her breasts into his mouth, her fair hands encircling his shoulders and stroking his hair, so that Chen Youliang could cup her full suckle. Chen Youliang sucked greedily, a stream of nectar flowing into his mouth, warm, slightly fishy, and sweet, he gulped down a large mouthful, pressing her breasts with his hands to make them flow out more milk. Yan Xinyi hummed sweetly, "Alright... Your Majesty... stop sucking... once you're done... your son ... will be hungry and... won't have any more to suckle." Chen Youliang saw that her eyes were closed, as if waiting for something, and said, "My beloved concubine's milk can only be given to me, not even my son." He had probably aroused Yan Xinyi's desire, so he released his hands from her firm breasts and explored downwards along the base . Ah! So smooth, the milk dripped onto her navel, making her fair skin even more slippery. Yan Xinyi's breathing quickened, her chest heaving. Chen Youliang then lifted Yan Xinyi's long palace dress and reached down to touch her vulva at the base of her thigh. Wow! Her small silk trousers were completely soaked. Yan Xinyi blushed and said, "Your Majesty!...You...you're so naughty." Chen Youliang secretly gloated, his fingers sliding slowly between her slippery labia teasing her. During pregnancy, her vulva had contracted even more, and having been abstaining from penetration for so long, it was as tight as a virgin . Yan Xinyi went limp, melted by her rising desire, Chen Youliang's sweet words, and seductive tactics. Chen Youliang lifted Yan Xinyi by the waist, his left hand hooking her buttocks under her vulva, and carried her to the bedroom. Once inside, he placed her on the bed and gently embraced her, kissing her. Beside the bed, a large floor-length mirror reflected a scene . Chen Youliang carefully laid Yan Xinyi's soft body down on the bed and began to undress her. Her body, now naked, was breathtakingly beautiful. Her skin was a delicate, rosy pink, a color that tinged with white. Her thighs were firm and shapely , and her breasts, full and firm, were poised to nurse. Each breast was especially plump, with a single, glistening tear glistening on its tip. Her curves were graceful and smooth. A large patch of short pubic hair, recently shaved off for beauty , revealing her vulva, glistening with desire. Yan Xinyi lay on the pink sheets, her eyes closed, her delicate face accentuated by the fabric. Her red lips were slightly parted, and her firm breasts heaved, her entire body burning with desire. Chen Youliang gazed at her alluring posture, gently pulling on the protrusions of her bright red breasts, then pressing them down . Yan Xinyi moaned softly. Chen Youliang's hands continued to squeeze and play with her breasts, which occasionally spurted out milky fluid. Yan Xinyi twisted slightly, moaning softly, her voice growing louder and louder until she finally couldn't hold back any longer and cried out , "Mmm!... Oh... Your Majesty... you... don't... do it anymore... my... flower... it hurts so much... ah... I want you... I want you... hurry... hurry and insert it into my... vulva... it's itchy... it's killing me ... don't... torture me anymore." Yan Xinyi raised her buttocks high, thrusting and crying out thirstily, "Come... come... my flower is itchy... it's killing me... please... please... Your Majesty... I... can't take it anymore... please... hurry... hurry and come in." Chen Youliang quickly removed all his clothes, pressed himself against her body again, grasped his jade stem, and, using the moist spring water, inserted it into her vulva. Yan Xinyi seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and cried out, " Oh... Your Majesty... your... penis... is too big... I... it hurts... ah... ah."

"Chen Youliang said gently to her, 'Xinyi, don't worry, I'll take it slowly, my beauty. Just bear with
it a little longer, you'll get used to it.'
Then Chen Youliang slowly moved his jade stem, slowly pulling it out and then slowly inserting it again.
Yan Xinyi lay softly beneath Chen Youliang, moaning softly. She cried out in satisfaction, 'Beautiful...so good
...Your Majesty...my...dear husband...only...only...you...can...satisfy me...I...so
...full...so...satisfied...big meat stick...Master...you...insert...it...so
...so good...'
Chen Youliang lifted his buttocks, pulled out two-thirds of his big meat stick, and then thrust it in again with a sudden thud."
Yan Xinyi continued to moan wildly, "Good...good...mmm...mmm...so beautiful...oh...
my flower ...so beautiful...Your Majesty...you...are doing it to me...so comfortable...never...never
...beautiful...husband...I...want...want you...harder...fuck me...yes...harder...mmm...
I...want...to...die...so comfortable...ah, master...thrust...thrust...into me...again...
again...I'm going to die...mmm...my flower...my flower...so good...so good...mmm...
oh...oh."
Chen Youliang listened to Yan Xinyi's captivating moans, and with his jade stem, he began to thrust
and pump rapidly, the sounds of their intercourse, "plop! plop!"
echoing louder and more urgent in the bedroom.
To match the powerful thrusts of the large penis, Yan Xinyi raised her plump buttocks high, spinning, thrusting, and shaking!
Twisting her waist, she desperately met the attack, crying out, "So beautiful... harder... good... Your Majesty... oh...
deeper... ah... this servant... can't take it anymore... I... almost... almost come... I...
so... comfortable... so... beautiful... almost... ascending... to... heaven... ah... coming... coming
out ... oh... oh..."
Suddenly, the walls of Yan Xinyi's vulva contracted. Just as she was about to reach climax, her two full,
red petals clamped tightly around Chen Youliang's swollen penis, and thick, hot vaginal fluid gushed out.
The intense battle paused for a while due to Yan Xinyi's ejaculation.
Chen Youliang quietly lay on top of her, guarding his essence, calming his mind and focusing his energy. Seeing that her breathing
had become more even, he resumed his assault.
He twisted his waist and lifted his hips, pulling his jade stem to her entrance, then thrusting it back into her vagina with a thud. He thrust again and again,
hard and heavy, arousing Yan Xinyi's lust once more.
Yan Xinyi gradually began to moan and groan again, crying out, "Ah... good brother... good
husband, you... you're fucking me... so good... so happy... I'm dying... ah... faster... faster...
harder... you... fuck me to death... okay... oh... so comfortable... I... am so satisfied...
ah Your Majesty, you... are... my... true master... you are my... everything...
my... heaven... um... big... big cock... Your Majesty... I... I... love you... ah...
um... um... um..."
Chen Youliang said as he fucked her, "Xinyi... why are you so... slutty today..."
Her big buttocks moved up and down, her slender waist rotated left and right; with each thrust of his big cock
, her two tender red petals were turned inside out and rolled in, squeezed in and then squeezed out, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.
Chen Youliang held Yan Xinyi's breasts with his hands and sucked on the protrusions at the top of her breasts.
Yan Xinyi said lewdly, "Your Majesty, you're so annoying... Your concubine... is making me... so...
so uncomfortable... I can't help but be wanton... My master... you... thrust... harder...
Your concubine ... feels... so good... Ah... Ah... I... am going to... ejaculate again... Oh God...
I can't take it anymore... I'm... ejaculating again... Ah... Ah."
Women usually ejaculate slower than men, but once she reaches orgasm, she
will ejaculate repeatedly.
Yan Xinyi ejaculated again and again, shivering several times.
Chen Youliang knew that his beloved concubine was pregnant and should not ejaculate too much, so he thrust violently without regard for anything else. Suddenly,
he thrust , lying on her jade body, and a stream of hot semen rushed into her cervix.
The heat made her moan again, "Ah... Your Majesty... It's so beautiful... So beautiful...
I... I... feel so good... Oh... Oh... Mmm."
Chen Youliang said to Yan Xinyi, "My beloved consort, absorbing my yang essence will benefit our son."
Yan Xinyi quietly embraced Chen Youliang while slowly absorbing his yang essence.
Chen Youliang lay on top of his beloved consort, enjoying the afterglow of his release, and whispered in Yan Xinyi's ear, "
I want my consort to seduce the master and drain that old man dry."
Yan Xinyi was a little surprised and said, "Your Majesty, I've heard that monk is very powerful and has high martial arts skills, I'm afraid..." Chen
Youliang then said to Yan Xinyi, "My beloved consort only needs to do this... this..."

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