Wulin Gaiden

On a night in Beijing,

red lanterns hung high and firecrackers crackled outside the gates of Zhenyuan Escort Agency.

A band of musicians played festive music.

Dozens of tables were set up in the agency's courtyard and surrounding corridors, filled with distinguished guests, their cups clinking... The hundreds of guests attending this banquet were no ordinary people; they were all figures from all walks of life.

Leaders of various sects, including Wudang, Kongtong, and Qingcheng, as well as

leaders of bandits, outlaws, and river pirates from all over the country, and owners and chief escorts of the thirty-six major escort agencies controlling the bodyguard business across China.

It was an unprecedented spectacle, with both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds gathered together.

Because tonight was Du Feng's fiftieth birthday.

Du Feng was the big boss of Zhenyuan Escort Agency and the leader of the alliance of thirty-six escort agencies nationwide.
Eight years ago, the underworld from all over the country fought each other for territory, resulting in three months of bloodshed, which no one could stop.

Du Feng, unarmed and relying solely on his exceptional martial arts skills, visited various mountain strongholds and river strongholds, defeating their leaders and forcing them to calm down, negotiate, and redraw their territories, thus resolving the disputes.

Despite this significant victory, Du Feng did not seek personal gain; instead, he formed sworn brotherhoods with the various leaders, earning the respect and admiration of both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds.

Three years prior, during a martial arts tournament at Mount Hua, Du Feng, wielding his Qinghong Sword, fought for three days and three nights, defeating masters from both Mount Hua and Wudang, earning the title of "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven."

Therefore, it is understandable that figures from both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds came to offer their congratulations on Du Feng's fiftieth birthday.

A fiftieth birthday marks the pinnacle of his career, martial arts skills, and reputation.
No wonder Du Feng was so smug, holding a large cup of wine, mingling with his guests, frequently urging them to drink, seemingly determined to make them drink until they were completely drunk.

Zhenyuan Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in the country, boasts over two hundred rooms, with all four main gates (east, west, south, and north) wide open.

Normally, the agency is heavily guarded, but today there were no guards.

Why such carelessness?

The reason is simple: hundreds of experts from both the legitimate and criminal worlds are seated in the courtyard. Even an army couldn't do anything to them, let alone ordinary assassins and petty thieves.

Since the leaders of both sides are present, no one will bother Du Feng.
Therefore, all the staff of Zhenyuan Escort Agency are sitting in their rooms, eating and drinking heartily.
However, things are often unpredictable!

Just as the banquet was in full swing, an assassin arrived!

An assassin, one person, one sword.

One person, one woman.

One sword, a raw iron sword!

"A sword?"

The hundreds of guests in the courtyard immediately fell silent. Today was a birthday celebration, and according to the rules of the martial arts world, weapons were not allowed, so all the heroes had come barehanded.

However, in the center of the courtyard, this woman stood quietly, a sword slung across her back.
Bringing a weapon meant she was no friend!

In the martial world, you're either friend or foe. The once bustling courtyard, filled with hundreds of highly skilled guests, all stared in astonishment at this woman.

This woman, about thirty years old, tall and slender with a delicate face, looked more like a refined lady than an assassin.

Du Feng, of course, also saw this audacious woman. He bowed to her and said,

"Today is Du Feng's birthday. Young lady, what brings you here with your sword?"
The woman smiled slightly: "I challenge you!"

These words caused a stir among the crowd. A frail woman dared to challenge Du Feng?
"Oh?" Du Feng hesitated.

He wasn't afraid; with forty years of experience, he feared no one in the martial world.
He hesitated because of curiosity.

"Young lady, what is your name?"

"My name is Qin Bing."

"Qin Bing? What shall we compete in?"

"A sword fight."

These words sent shockwaves through the crowd. Du Feng was ranked as the number one swordsman in the world; countless people had died by his sword.

This Qin Bing actually wanted to fight him? Wasn't she asking for trouble?

"Young lady, since it's a martial arts contest, there must be a winner and a loser. What would you like to bet on?" Du Feng asked politely.

Decades of roaming the martial world had instilled in him a cautious nature.

"If Qin Bing's conditions are too harsh, I can rightfully refuse her," Du Feng thought.

Why did Du Feng want to refuse? It wasn't that he was afraid of losing, but rather that his opponent was just a woman. Defeating Qin Bing wouldn't bring him much prestige, and besides, it was his birthday; fighting would spoil the atmosphere.

Qin Bing looked at Du Feng and smiled seductively, "My conditions are very generous. If I lose, I'll strip naked in front of all these guests..." Upon

hearing this, both the righteous and the villainous in the audience couldn't help but drool. How alluring would such a beautiful woman be if she were naked?

"If I win..."

Qin Bing said, and the entire audience burst into laughter. This seemingly frail woman really dared to dream of winning?

"Young lady, please tell us, what if you win?"

"I'll also strip naked and, in front of everyone, make love with Master Du..."
The guests all thought Qin Bing must be crazy! Regardless of whether she won or lost, she wanted to strip naked for Du Feng to play with. What kind of martial arts competition was this? Even if she

was insane, the righteous and the villainous in the audience were eager to see Qin Bing's naked body. So, the entire audience shouted in unison,

"Brother Du, come down and fight!"

With hundreds of people cheering, Du Feng hesitated again. Refusing would spoil the fun for the guests, and these were the very people he would befriend on his future journey as a镖师 (bodyguard/escort), whom he couldn't afford to offend.

"Alright! I'll make a fool of myself,"

Du Feng said, ordering his apprentice to fetch an ordinary sword and walking to face Qin Bing.

Qin Bing drew her own sword.

*Clang, clang, clang*, swords clashed, light flashed... After a few rounds, a man collapsed in the courtyard.

It was Du Feng.

Du Feng had been struck on a pressure point by Qin Bing, rendering him immobile and lying on the ground.

All the guests were stunned!

Of course, if everyone rushed forward, they could also kill Qin Bing and rescue Du Feng.

However, no one made a move, because everyone wanted to see if Qin Bing would keep her promise and strip naked… Qin Bing looked at everyone, smiled sweetly, and reached out to unbutton her clothes. A moment later, a naked beauty appeared before them… high, firm breasts, black pubic hair… The courtyard was silent; everyone was stunned… Qin Bing then knelt down and undressed Du Feng completely… It seemed she truly wanted Du Feng to have sex with her.

Just who was she? Her martial arts were incredibly high; she defeated Du Feng, yet offered her own body? If Du Feng were a handsome young man, it wouldn't matter, but he was a fifty-year-old man… Everyone was wondering about this. Then

, Qin Bing stripped Du Feng naked, stood up, and looked at everyone.

"Don't be surprised, everyone. I have my reasons for doing this. Fifteen years ago, I was just a fifteen-year-old girl. One day, in a forest outside Beijing, I met Du Feng and his six friends. The seven of them gang-raped me on the spot. Later, I went to Japan, studied Japanese ninjutsu, and trained hard for fifteen years. Today, I finally defeated Du Feng. However, I won't kill him like this. I want to have a second duel with Di."

As she spoke, Qin Bing squatted down, grabbed Du Feng's penis with one hand, and said to Di with a grin, "I will try my best to provoke you. If you ejaculate within an hour, you will lose, and I will kill you!"

At this moment, everyone realized that Qin Bing was using Du Feng's own methods against him, taking revenge with her body. Immediately, one of Du Feng's disciples tried to rush out to save him.

Qin Bing smiled and looked at Du Feng: "If anyone dares to barge in, I'm sorry, I'll have to crush your..."

She gripped Du Feng's penis, ready to snap it open with a single forceful movement... "No one is allowed to come up!" Du Feng was terrified and shouted.

Then, Qin Bing's hand began to move... up and down, gripping and manipulating... Du Feng had practiced internal energy cultivation; as long as he circulated his qi, he could achieve perfect stillness, impervious to all thoughts. He thought that if he could endure an hour without ejaculating, Qin Bing would keep her promise and spare his life... Du Feng tried to circulate his qi, but all his acupoints had been sealed by Qin Bing, his meridians blocked, and he couldn't circulate it.

Now, he could only leave it to fate. Du Feng silently prayed to the Bodhisattva.

"Don't get hard!"

Qin Bing's slender fingers massaged up and down... Du Feng tried his best to calm himself, thinking of other things... Sure enough, his penis was still soft... Qin Bing smiled sweetly, her fingers increasing the speed of the massage... A tingling sensation came from his penis... His penis slowly straightened... Du Feng was so frightened that cold sweat beaded on his forehead... "No, don't get hard!"

He secretly cried out, desperately trying to control himself... But, his penis seemed to be out of control, straightening and hardening... Qin Bing smiled triumphantly: "Hero Du, your penis is erect, you're one step closer to death!"

Du Feng quickly closed his eyes... Suddenly, he felt a chill at the tip of his penis!
Opening his eyes, Du Feng saw Qin Bing bending over, opening her cherry-like mouth, and taking the tip of his penis into her mouth… Du Feng dared not look at Qin Bing, for she was swaying her two large breasts, enticing Du Feng's red lips to sweetly kiss them… her tongue sweetly licking them… It was an incredibly erotic scene, yet also an incredibly terrifying one… The penis was trembling, swelling… All the guests were dumbfounded, never having seen anything like it!

Never having seen revenge like this!

Never having seen execution like this!

Death drew ever closer amidst the pleasure… Du Feng was almost crying from being sucked, the intense pleasure from the golden spear almost ecstatic… A surge of heat was building and churning within him… Now, Du Feng dared not cry for help; the golden spear was in Qin Bing's mouth, just a bite from her… Qin Bing spat out the golden spear, grinning, “Great Hero Du, you’re one step closer to death…”

Then, Qin Bing stood up, straddled Du Feng, lifted the golden spear, and sealed her entrance… A feeling of fullness and tightness enveloped the golden spear, generating immense stimulation… Qin Bing twisted her waist, moving up and down… The golden spear thrust in and out of the fleshy orifice… The guests were speechless, watching this live sex show… No one harbored any lustful thoughts, only a sense of terror: Would Du Feng ejaculate?

Du Feng, while enjoying the boundless pleasure, was completely captivated... The golden spear throbbed at the entrance, sending waves of pleasure through his body... Waves of heat surged through him, reaching the very edge... Qin Bing laughed joyfully, her hips moving even more vigorously up and down... Du Feng knew he was losing control, and he couldn't help but cry out, "Spare me, Lady Qin Bing, spare me..."

Qin Bing seemed not to hear him, her movements becoming even more intense... "Ah..." Du Feng screamed wildly!
This was the scream of ecstatic ejaculation!

This was the scream of impending death! Du Feng

had ejaculated; would he die?

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Under Qin Bing's relentless teasing, Du Feng finally lost control and ejaculated in ecstasy.

All the guests watching stared in disbelief, like wooden puppets...
White semen sprayed mercilessly...

A victorious smile appeared on Qin Bing's face.

Du Feng's face turned deathly pale.

At this point, Du Feng no longer cared about his pride. The title of "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven" and the position of Grand Alliance Leader were nothing compared to his life.

"Heroine, spare my life..."

he pleaded, tears streaming down his face, like a child.

"Back then, when you gang-raped me, I cried and begged you in the same way..."
Qin Bing's smile vanished, replaced by a coldness.

"I was young then, and I was foolish..." Du Feng continued to plead,

"If you spare my life, I'll offer you all my wealth..."

"Too late!"

Qin Bing stood up, coldly staring at Du Feng.

"Before the duel, I made a condition for it. Now, I'm fulfilling my promise and seeking justice." Before she finished

speaking, a flash of sword light and a flash of blood appeared!

"Ah..." a scream rang out.

Qin Bing had severed Du Feng's penis with her sword.

Du Feng was in excruciating pain, but his acupoints were sealed, rendering him immobile; he could only scream stiffly.

The guests present were all pale with fright, but none dared to step forward to help Du Feng.
This Soul-Snatching Jade Rakshasa was simply too terrifying; no one wanted to provoke her at this moment.
Qin Bing was completely naked… her face still bearing a terrifying smile… “I originally intended to take your life, but now I’ve only castrated you, because I am a merciful female Rakshasa.”

She slowly picked up her clothes and, in front of everyone, calmly put them on, saying:
“I’ve already tracked down your other six accomplices. They are now all influential figures. I will settle accounts with them one by one and seek justice for each of them.”

Qin Bing put on her clothes, and with a 'whoosh,' leaped onto the roof and disappeared before everyone’s eyes.

All the guests silently left the Zhenyuan Escort Agency with their belongings.

In the courtyard, Du Feng was left barely alive.

No one paid him any attention.

He might save his life, but he would be forever erased from the stage of the martial arts world… People no longer spoke of “Du Feng,” the once-illustrious name that shook both the righteous and the wicked.

Now, people frequently mentioned “Qin Bing.”

This Soul-Snatching Jade Rakshasa’s name resounded throughout the land, shocking both the righteous and the wicked.
People curiously followed her trail of revenge… Soon after, news spread that General Zhao Yi had been castrated in his desert camp. People immediately knew that Zhao Yi was one of the six men who had gang-raped Qin Bing with Du Feng.

What about the other five?

Soon after, news arrived one after another:

Zeng Wei, the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, was castrated by Qin Bing in front of the entire Imperial Guards within the palace.

Yu Changfeng, the leader of the Money Gang, was also castrated at a gang-wide meeting, in front of his many disciples.
Zhu Baiwan, the richest man in Yunnan, was also castrated while doing business with his partners.
Master Baiyun of Longwu Mountain was also castrated at a sect leader's meeting.
Now, only one person remains.

The six who have already been castrated are all renowned figures, causing a sensation in the martial arts world.
"Now, who's next?"

people discussed among themselves, some even making bets.

It was like a very interesting play, now reaching its climax.

This seventh person is the protagonist of the climax.

Who is he? Is he a high-ranking official in the court, a great hero of the martial arts world, or just a commoner?

This intriguing topic has driven the entire society mad. Everyone is completely captivated.
Finally, one day, people learned that Qin Bing had come to Hangzhou.

The picturesque West Lake, now, Qin Bing arrived at a small island on West Lake by boat.

She still carried that raw iron sword.

Clearly, she had come to find the seventh person.

The island? This news immediately caused a sensation throughout Hangzhou. Many people flocked to a green area on the island, where the two people about to duel stood face to face, each holding a sword.

Like the previous six men, if Qin Bing won, she would still use every means to provoke her opponent, induce him to ejaculate, and then castrate him—a familiar tactic.

However, Qin Bing's opponent was a complete surprise, something unbelievable.
This opponent was a monk.

An old monk.

A highly accomplished old monk.

He was none other than Master Fazhu, a high-ranking monk from Lingyin Temple.

The onlookers whispered amongst themselves.

"Who would have thought that the venerable Master Fazhu would be a member of a gang of rapists?"
"You can't judge a book by its cover."

"That's not entirely true; perhaps Master Fazhu has been wronged."

Hearing this, Master Fazhu faced the crowd and loudly proclaimed, "Qin Bing has not wronged me!"

These words shocked everyone present.

"In my youth, I was indeed a notorious womanizer, but I repented and became a monk."
Master Fazhu's frankness, his complete lack of concealment of his crimes, surprised Qin Bing as well.
“Master Fazhu, considering your frankness, I will spare you. If you castrate yourself, I will spare you the humiliation.”

Master Fazhu sneered, “Although I deserve my punishment, castration is a shameful and humiliating form of punishment that I absolutely cannot accept.”

Qin Bing was furious: “You won’t listen to reason, so you’ll drink the punishment! Fine, I’ll let you taste the humiliation!”
Before he finished speaking, Qin Bing brandished his iron sword and pounced, unleashing a furious barrage of attacks.
Master Fazhu was also a martial arts master, wielding his iron sword to meet Qin Bing’s attack, fighting to the death.
After a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, one of them fell.
That was Master Fazhu.

The master, indignant, said, "Now I understand why you can win every battle with a raw iron sword. It's because the iron contains poison. Once your opponent inhales the iron particles, they lose their internal energy. But you have the antidote in your mouth, so naturally you're unharmed."

Qin Bing smiled slightly, "As expected of a master. I'm here for revenge, not to spar with you. There's no need to talk about fairness."

As she spoke, Qin Bing pointed a finger at Master Fazhu's pressure point.

Then, as usual, she smiled sweetly and, in front of everyone, reached out and untied her belt... Her clothes slipped down, revealing her fair breasts... her slender, rounded waist... her long legs, with a tuft of black hair between them... The onlookers were all men, and seeing such a beautiful and alluring body, their hearts raced... Master Fazhu, however, closed his eyes. He knew Qin Bing was a beauty, but as long as he didn't become aroused, didn't ejaculate, Qin Bing would keep her word and spare his life.

No one wants to die, and monks are no exception.

Qin Bing squatted down and helped Master Fazhu undress... letting his genitals be played with by her.
In no time, Master Fazhu was completely naked... Qin Bing's hands began to move... up and down, gripping and pinching... Master Fazhu's acupoints were sealed, preventing him from circulating his internal energy, so he could only let Qin Bing play with his genitals... The previous six men couldn't pass this test; they would get erections while being touched, and then couldn't help but ejaculate, because they were all men.

But Master Fazhu was different.

He had long practiced Buddhism and chanted scriptures, so even without circulating his internal energy, he could maintain a state of perfect tranquility. Qin Bing examined his genitals, stroking them for a long time, and found that they were still limp and lifeless.

Qin Bing was secretly amazed; the six castrated men, after being touched by her hands, all became erect.

“Tonight, I’ve met a formidable opponent.”

Qin Bing changed her technique again, using all ten fingers… as if playing a zither, as if pressing a flute… sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy… Master Fazhu felt it; a strange sensation, a slight numbness, spread through his penis… He was startled, further clarifying his thoughts, entering a meditative state, suppressing his desires… Qin Bing’s ten fingers worked tirelessly for a long time, but Master Fazhu’s penis remained unchanged, drooping dejectedly…

“Well done, Fazhu!”

Qin Bing dared not be negligent. She bent down, opened her bright red cherry lips, and took it in. Although

Fazhu’s eyes were closed, he felt it. A warm, wet, alluring sensation… Red lips intimately sucked… Tongues gently teased… Master Fazhu couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion… “Oh no!”

he secretly cried out, quickly reciting the Heart Sutra.

On the fleshy rod on the ground, a struggle between two forces was brewing.

One was the immense physical temptation, stimulating the nerves in his most sensitive areas… The other was the spiritual nourishment cultivated over decades, desperately suppressing the deep-seated desires within him… Qin Bing's mouth tightly held him… She sucked hard… Her hands were simultaneously moving between Master Fazhu's legs… Master Fazhu's heart raced… His breathing became heavy…

Qin Bing felt the change in her mouth… “Almost there! This old monk can't hold back anymore…!”

She intensified, accelerated, and tightened her grip… Master Fazhu's forehead was covered in sweat, his face pale… He never imagined that his decades of cultivation would be unable to resist the temptation of a young girl… “This is the temptation of death!”

His reason warned his body.

But his body, like a rebellious child, wouldn't listen, wouldn't care, and continued to develop on its own.
Swelling appeared, little by little… little by little.

Qin Bing was secretly delighted, her small mouth working even harder to swallow and exhale.

Master Fazhu was terrified and desperately tried to control himself... It changed, it became thicker, it became harder... To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter.

Meanwhile, Qin Bing and Master Fazhu were engaged in a life-or-death duel in the most intimate way... Qin Bing's red lips were hot and burning... Her tongue was fast and agile... Master Fazhu discovered that his decades of cultivation were no match for Qin Bing's allure... He swelled, like a steamed bun soaked in water... He hardened, like a steamed bun dried in the sun... He felt hot, like a steamed bun stuffed in a steamer... An unprecedented pleasure washed over him... Master Fazhu's breathing became rapid... His heart pounded... Qin Bing was secretly delighted. It seemed that this highly skilled old monk wasn't so formidable after all.

She spat out Master Fazhu's penis... her mouth was covered in saliva... She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, staring at Master Fazhu's hard, erect member, and couldn't help but sneer... She stood up, her breasts trembling... Master Fazhu quickly closed his eyes.

This woman's body was truly terrifying!

Qin Bing straddled him, riding on Master Fazhu's naked body.

She began to move up and down... This opening was even more terrifying than the one above... Muscles rubbed tightly together... Each movement produced an itchy sensation.

Each movement produced a numb sensation.

Master Fazhu suddenly realized that his own body had so many sensations... He was also surprised to find that Qin Bing's simple up-and-down movements produced the most complex sensations... No matter how much a man's muscles rubbed against each other, he felt nothing. But when a man's muscles rubbed against a woman's muscles, an incomparably wonderful pleasure was produced... "What exactly is a woman's body made of?"

Master Fazhu couldn't help but wonder.

Qin Bing patiently moved up and down... a simple, repetitive motion, each movement reaching the very tip, each thrust penetrating to the very root... the simple repetition produced a stimulation that was anything but simple, not merely repetitive, but doubly intense... Master Fazhu felt a surge of fear... He hastily began reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.

The Mahayana Buddhist scriptures are among the highest Buddhist texts. Master Fazhu, having studied them for decades, could naturally recite them fluently.

For others, reciting scriptures might be a tedious and boring task.

However, for Master Fazhu, the scriptures had become an integral part of his life.
Therefore, although his acupoints were sealed, preventing him from using internal energy, reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures instantly brought him to a state of perfect stillness, devoid of all thoughts and desires.

The lustful impulses he had felt gradually subsided, becoming gentle and tranquil... although his penis remained erect.

Yet, his mind was utterly empty.

This was truly a strange phenomenon; the body and the mind were at odds, lust and morality coexisted within one person.

Qin Bing continued her up-and-down movements, observing... Master Fazhu, however, was no longer afraid; the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures had given him a weapon for self-defense.

This was a battle between Buddha and a demoness.

Qin Bing also sensed something was wrong.

What she was holding, which had been burning hot,

was now icy cold, like a wooden stick.

A woman's body is the most sensitive. Qin Bing immediately realized that Master Fazhu was indeed a formidable opponent, and she couldn't help but secretly lament:

"I underestimated the monk."

Yes, the six enemies she had punished were all ordinary people; once their acupoints were sealed and their internal energy was lost, they could not resist the temptation of lust.

But Master Fazhu was a monk!

Monks usually seek inner liberation through chanting scriptures; they don't need internal energy cultivation at all.
Especially someone like Master Fazhu, who became a monk at a young age and chanted scriptures for decades, had reached a state of perfection.
He didn't need internal energy cultivation to achieve inner peace and escape the temptation of lust.
Qin Bing was anxious: "If Jia Guo can't satisfy the old monk, how am I supposed to save face?"
However, when Qin Bing studied ninjutsu in Japan, she had put particular effort into sexual techniques.
She calmly increased the speed of her movements... She also subtly contracted her vaginal muscles... The friction intensified... The sexual stimulation intensified... The lustful stimulation intensified... Her face flushed... Her round eyes were full of provocation... A seductive moan escaped her nostrils... Her white body writhed softly... Her breasts swayed violently like two papayas... This extremely lewd behavior was bolder than that of a prostitute. The men watching around her drooled, greedily staring at Qin Bing... Some young men with insufficient self-control had already secretly ejaculated in their pants... Master Fazhu was also challenged.

His penis was tightly enveloped by Qin Bing's tender flesh, tighter, closer, and rubbing even more... Unconsciously, his penis swelled even more

. It swelled to twice its original size... to three times its original size... The speed of the swelling left even Master Fazhu in disbelief. He was somewhat at a loss... The Mahayana Buddhist scriptures had lost their effect. Worse still, the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, which had acted as a dam, holding back the raging flood of lust, were what had temporarily brought him inner peace and liberation.

But now, under Qin Bing's new onslaught, this dam had unknowingly collapsed.
With the dam broken, the pent-up floodwaters burst forth... The flood of lust became even more ferocious... It overwhelmed morality and drowned out reason... Master Fazhu felt his whole body immersed in unparalleled pleasure, floating as if he had ascended to immortality... His penis continued to swell... The friction continued to intensify... This friction brought pleasure not only to Master Fazhu but also to Qin Bing herself.

This was the only man among her seven enemies who gave her pleasure!
"What's wrong with me? He's an enemy!"

Yes. Although Qin Bing used the most despicable methods of revenge, she never felt lust.
However, she inexplicably experienced pleasure while dealing with this old monk.
This was because Master Fazhu's penis was very special.

It was naturally small, smaller than others. Even when erect, it wasn't large.

However, after the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures lost their effectiveness, they miraculously expanded, doubling, tripling... Now, they filled Qin Bing's body... full, saturated, and overflowing... Now, every friction from Qin Bing brought her an incredibly intense stimulation... Every pore of her body was filled with a pleasurable sensation... She closed her eyes, fully enjoying herself... Her waist swayed more powerfully... Her breasts swayed even more violently... "Ah... Ah..."

she couldn't help but cry out... It was a joyful cry... "Ah... Ah..."
This was Master Fazhu's cry... He too cried out joyfully... Now, Qin Bing's mind was no longer filled with the fury of revenge... She only had thoughts of enjoyment... Master Fazhu's mind was also free of the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.

All he could think about was pleasure… Qin Bing moved even faster… She suddenly leaned down, holding Master Fazhu’s head in her hands… Her red lips pressed down… She kissed Fazhu’s mouth tightly… Tongue licked tongue… Lips kissed lips… A sweet feeling spread from her mouth to her heart… “Ah… Ah…”

Qin Bing’s hair was disheveled… Her face flushed red, as if covered with a thousand layers of rouge… Master Fazhu’s whole body went numb… He had lost all resistance… “I… am… going to… cum…!”

Don’t misunderstand, it wasn’t Master Fazhu who said this, but Qin Bing who took the initiative!
She had reached orgasm!

She, like a man, felt the urge to release!

Qin Bing couldn’t help but moan… Her vaginal muscles contracted violently… She was completely exhausted… She lost herself… She kissed wildly… The frenzied feeling in her vagina was also transmitted to Fazhu’s penis.

His penis also felt the climax...it swelled again...a torrent of fluids rushed in... "I can't take it anymore!"

Fazhu groaned.

"I'm going to cum too!"

This time, it was finally Fazhu's turn to shout!

Even though cumming meant death. He didn't care anymore!

Enjoyment was the most important thing! What did death matter!

"Ah...!"

Fazhu screamed!

He ejaculated!

"Ah! You're burning my clitoris!"

Qin Bing couldn't help but scream!

Fazhu collapsed, breathing heavily.

Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief. Just like the previous six, the man had lost again!
Master Fazhu was about to be castrated!

The naked Qin Bing stood up and faced the men watching the spectacle, saying, "I originally came for revenge, but Master Fazhu gave me the greatest joy of my life. Now, I will no longer harm him. I am willing to serve him for the rest of my life!"

The surrounding people were astonished.

Master Fazhu also stood up and said to the crowd, "I have been a Buddhist for sixty years, and only today have I tasted the pleasures of sex. I will no longer be a fool. I want to return to secular life, I want to marry Qin Bing, and enjoy the rest of our lives together!"

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