The Hero's Journey (The End)

I.
In Jiangnan, this is the season of lush grass and soaring birds.
The Qingming Festival is a time of drizzling rain; and now, a light drizzle is pattering through this bamboo grove. This kind of plum rain season holds endless allure for lovers. Deep within the bamboo forest, in a thatched hut, a young couple is drinking together.
The man, around twenty, has fierce eyes and sword-like eyebrows, his expression one of utter indifference. The woman, seventeen or eighteen, perhaps slightly tipsy, has rosy cheeks and captivating eyes, truly exuding charm.
"Qianqian, what did you just say?" Liu Shan's mouth was slightly crooked as he spoke, clearly showing his naive and inexperienced nature.
"Never mind! Telling you won't help." Liu Qianqian's anger only made her more endearing, her beauty enhanced.
"I...I know you want me to..."
Qianqian put her index finger to her lips, making a hissing sound, then peeked out the door for a while. The drizzle continued, and all was quiet.
"You're always so clueless," she poked his forehead with her finger. He seized the opportunity to grab her hand and pull her closer, causing her to lean into his arms and grab his armpit, aiming for his most sensitive spot.
Despite Liu Shan's drunken state, he instinctively twisted and slid, instead pointing towards her groin. He expected her to dodge, but to his surprise, he grabbed her trembling breast, and she didn't flinch.
She raised her arm, wrapped it around Liu Shan's neck, and pulled him down forcefully, pressing her cherry lips to his, forcefully taking his passionate kiss.
Springtime, when everything comes back to life, is the time when desire is most easily aroused, especially for those in their late teens. Usually living separately, today was the perfect opportunity for them to go out together, their hearts itching with desire. After a period of embracing and kissing, their emotions surged, like a torrent bursting forth, neither able to restrain the flames of their past lives. Their embrace and kisses turned into physical contact, loosening each other's clothes and caressing each other intimately.
The nipples are a woman's most sensitive area. A mature girl like Qianqian couldn't withstand the touch of a man. Overwhelmed with desire, her blood rushed through her veins, her uterus filled with heat, an unbearable itch, as if a thousand ants were crawling inside.
"Oh! I can't take it anymore!" she cried out, her face flushed and her breathing rapid.
Hearing her moan, Liu Shan's heart pounded, and he intensified his movements, stimulating her entire body until it tingled. The intense itching inside caused her to suddenly clamp her legs together, her uterus involuntarily contracting, and fluid leaked out.
"I'm dying! Hurry up! Oh! Oh!"
Driven to desperation by Liu Shan's touch, Qianqian involuntarily pulled down his pants, grabbed his erect penis, and shoved it inside her.
Seeing that she hadn't even taken off her skirt, Liu Shan chuckled and said, "Don't be in such a hurry! How can you insert it when your skirt's still on?"
Qianqian panicked, forgetting she hadn't taken off her skirt. Hearing Liu Shan's words, her face flushed red. She gripped the sword in one hand and unfastened her skirt with the other.
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate in broad daylight?"
"I can't wait any longer! Do me a good deed! One day we'll have a physical relationship," she said impatiently.
"Since it's such an urgent need, I have no choice but to obey. But how can I do it standing up? Besides, I have no experience with this."
Qianqian was so impatient. She gripped the sword tip tightly with her slender hand and wouldn't let go. She lifted her skirt, which had fallen to the ground, with her lotus feet and said, "You don't need anyone to teach you this. Lie down!"
Liu Shan did as she said and lay down on the skirt she had lifted and spread on the ground. He looked down at her crotch and saw a tuft of fine hair, a long slit in the middle of the petals, and a layer of liquid sticking to the petals, like dew on a flower.
When he was young, although he had seen girls squatting to urinate, he had never seen it so clearly, so captivatingly. He not only stared at that little paradise with his eyes wide open, but also kept swallowing his saliva.
Seeing Liu Shan lie down, his large, long sword sticking up high and bouncing, Qianqian felt a sudden itch in her heart. She straddled Liu Shan's thighs, grabbed his sword, and tried to shove it into her scabbard, shifting her body slightly forward and involuntarily letting out a groan.
"Ouch! That hurts! Ouch!"
Liu Shan, a kind-hearted young man deeply in love with Qianqian, felt pity upon hearing her cry of pain. He said, "If it hurts so much, then don't play with it." He replied sympathetically.
Qianqian was so itchy that she wouldn't stop. Holding onto the sword tightly, she said softly, "I heard that the first time is a little painful, but it will pass and then the pleasure will be endless. Especially now, I'm unbearably itchy inside and out . What should I do? I'll endure the pain and try again."
"Yours is so small, and it's your first time. My sword is so thick and so long. Even if you endure the pain and force it in, can you handle it? Won't you get hurt?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Just push it in. I'm so itchy inside!"
"You're so itchy inside?"
"Don't ask. Just push it in a little faster." As she spoke, her hips automatically thrust forward again.
The tip of the sword went in halfway. She frowned, her eyes watery, and her mouth clenched tightly, as if in great pain, afraid to make a sound.
Seeing her in such pain, Liu Shan felt deeply sorry for her and said, "If it's so painful, why bother?"
"Oh no, no, it's inside!"
"Don't lie to me, look, you're already sweating."
Although Qianqian was skilled in martial arts and very strong, the rapid thrust of the spear still caused her unbearable itching. However, she was strong-willed, and in this state of arousal, how could she give up because of pain? Besides, the itching inside her felt like thousands of ants crawling, an itch more unbearable than pain itself. She wouldn't listen to her senior brother's well-intentioned advice, twisting her hips and thrusting forward again. She couldn't help but let out two more soft cries.
The spearhead was completely inserted, about four or five inches deep. At this point, her hymen was broken, and blood flowed down Liu Shan's sword hilt.
Upon seeing this, Liu Shan was startled and exclaimed, "Oh! You've torn something inside and are bleeding!"
At this moment, Qianqian was in both pain and itching; it was truly a case of being both tormented and regrettable to discard. She was tightly closing her eyes, enduring the pain, trying to experience the pleasure amidst the suffering. Hearing Liu Shan's cry of surprise, she slightly opened her eyes and said, "Don't be alarmed. Bleeding from a broken hymen is a natural phenomenon. It's alright. Pain can't stop our love. Don't be afraid. Even if I die under this snake-head stick, I'll still be a romantic ghost!"
Liu Shan, this clever yet foolish boy, understood nothing about matters between men and women. He didn't know what Qianqian meant by being willing to endure such bleeding pain, so he asked, "Why are you doing this? I really can't bear to see you in such pain. Is there any pleasure in suffering?"
"This is God's will. Although you suffer today, you will surely experience unexpected pleasure in the future. If everyone is unwilling to do it because of a little pain, how can human life continue? You'll know in a moment." As she spoke, she twisted her hips, intending to welcome the penis into her. But this twist caused her to cry out in pain, and she dared not take the initiative again.
Seeing this, Liu Shan knew that there was both pleasure and pain involved; he wanted to continue but feared the pain, and he wanted to stop but the itching was unbearable. His penis
, pressed against the bud, felt hot and slightly painful. This sensation was dual, so he smiled slightly and said, "Do you feel pain or pleasure?" "It itches inside, and swells outside, but the itching is worse than the swelling."
"Will my insertion stop your itching?"
"Yes."
"Okay! I'll push it in." He then lifted Qianqian's buttocks, tightened his grip, and inserted more than halfway in.
Qianqian cried out in a soft voice, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much!"
Beads of sweat, the size of beans, appeared on her forehead, and her slender hands trembled slightly as she clutched herself.
Liu Shan was startled and quickly pushed her body forward, drawing his sword. Looking down, he saw his sword was covered in blood and cried out, "You've pricked yourself! You're bleeding!"
Qianqian lowered her face shyly and replied, "It's normal to bleed the first time, don't be afraid." As she spoke, her slender fingers grasped Liu Shan's sword and shoved it back into her scabbard.
Seeing that she was bleeding but still trying to insert his penis, Liu Shan figured she was itching unbearably inside. He took a deep breath, mustered his strength, and decided to give her a good time. He suddenly pulled her buttocks back towards him, tightened his grip, and twisted his own hips. With a soft squeak, his thick sword slid in all the way.
Qianqian's hymen was broken, and this time, with full penetration, there was no sharp, cutting pain like before. Instead, she felt a throbbing pain mixed with an indescribable pleasure. She sat on Liu Shan's lap, not taking the initiative, quietly savoring the sensations of penetration.
"Qianqian, do you still feel pain?"
"A little swollen. Try moving a bit."
Liu Shan slightly twisted his hips, and a pleasant, rhythmic squeaking sound came from her vagina. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly closed, and she hummed softly, a sound that seemed like a pained groan, yet also a moan of pleasure. Liu Shan found it extremely pleasing, and the friction between his penis and scabbard unconsciously quickened, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
After a while, he heard Qianqian cry out, "Ouch! Ouch!" repeatedly, her hips swaying against Liu Shan's.
Liu Shan suddenly stopped writhing and asked, "Does it hurt? Should I pull it out?"
"Fool!" Her swaying body swayed faster with each word.
Liu Shan was a clever man; he knew his junior sister's suffering was over, so he thrust violently without any hesitation. "
Oh, oh, so beautiful! Oh, oh, my good brother, you're amazing! I never thought heaven would bestow such pleasure upon me!"
Liu Shan thrust for a while, feeling the wonderful sensation of the spearhead rubbing against the scabbard, an exquisite pleasure. The weapon seemed to have grown larger, filling her womb completely. With each sway and movement, a beautiful sound emanated.
Qianqian had reached her most blissful and ecstatic moment; she swayed her delicate body incessantly, moaning incessantly.
"Oh, um, so beautiful! Oh, so good! Hurry up!"
The two of them were playing with great enthusiasm, high-spirited and exhilarated, a whirlwind of pleasure, forgetting everything else in the world. She kept crying out, "Oh, oh, hold me tighter, oh, okay!"
"Are you happy?" With a strong pull of his arms, he held her buttocks tightly, his own hips rubbing against hers, his sword spinning incessantly in its sheath, like drilling a screw.
"Okay! So wonderful! Press tighter and spin, oh, so comfortable."
Liu Shan felt extremely comfortable rubbing, then suddenly felt a tingling sensation, shivered, and a stream of fluid shot out. Qianqian felt a warm current scald her flower core, an indescribable pleasure. She also couldn't help but shiver, and her vaginal fluid flowed out. At this moment, both of them felt exhausted. Qianqian's head rested on
Liu Shan's shoulder, motionless, both of them panting heavily, their hearts pounding rapidly. Liu Shan and Qianqian had experienced the pleasure of lovemaking for the first time, and both felt extremely happy. This lasted for two whole hours. After the climax, they still embraced each other for a while before standing up one after the other, looking at each other, their faces flushed.
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Springtime was in full bloom both inside and outside the house.
They often practiced their martial arts and met secretly here. Afterwards, she would only shyly say, "The reason I asked you to do this is that I hope we can roam the world together in the future, becoming a carefree and unrestrained couple."
Liu Shan said, "I know it's a bad idea, but you are my wife, and I can't refuse you."
It was a drizzly rainy night. A middle-aged scholar walked alone along a path in the bamboo forest. He went to the nearby villages and towns every day to treat people, mostly through free clinics.
He was Gao Jin, the owner of Baicaotang, and also Liu Shan's teacher. When he reached the depths of the bamboo forest, although everything was quiet except for the rustling rain, and although there was no one around except for the swaying bamboo shadows,
Gao Jin heard an extraordinary sound. It was a sound that was neither joyful nor bitter, neither sweet nor sour, so soft!
Hmm, it was the sound of pleasure from intercourse, the unbridled passion of a woman. Then came the sounds of their bodies slapping and groaning in a battle of flesh. A woman was ecstatic, moaning and groaning.
"My nemesis, oh my darling, so good, so pleasurable!"
"Ah, so comfortable, mmm, I'd rather die in your hands."
"Squeak,
squeak,"
she cried out, her voice trembling. "Ah, my darling, you're killing me, oh, have mercy on me!"
A series of violent writhing sounds and sucking noises filled the air—a truly chaotic and intense battle.
Gao Jin frowned. He knew this wasn't ordinary people having sex in the rain; it was a martial arts sect practicing their skills. This technique was called the "Witch's Mysterious Art," and if mastered, it would be a catastrophe for the martial arts world.
He became more alert, continuing his leisurely walk. Just as he reached a bend in the path where the bamboo groves were dense, a gentle breeze descended.
Gao Jin was prepared. He took three steps to the side and suddenly saw the figure appear, wearing a golden demon mask, attacking like a raging storm. Gao Jin, being kind-hearted, was unaware of the man's sneak attack, so he only defended and held back. However, this man moved faster than a leopard, was fiercer than a mad tiger, and possessed immense strength. With each move, a lewd sound was heard, and each attack was aimed at a vital point.
Seeing that the other party's intentions were hostile, Gao Jin said in a gentle voice, "Your Excellency possesses such skill, yet your conduct is not honorable. May I ask what grudge you have against me?"
"Ouch!" Upon hearing the lewd sound, the other party's attacks became even more ferocious.
The lewd sound came from deep within the bamboo forest, so captivating.
"Since that's the case, you shall bear all the consequences yourself."
Once he unleashed his Nine Heavens Gang, the qi overflowed, and the giant bamboos, thicker than bowls, within two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) all around were cut in half at the waist with a series of cracking sounds. The rainwater expelled by the qi knocked down bamboo leaves two zhang away, swirling outwards to form a sky full of raindrops, like locusts that darkened the sky.
The strange man, caught in the raging storm, moved like a small fish in a tempestuous sea, his movements clumsy. When Gao Jin unleashed the forty-ninth move, the man screamed in agony, his body blasted deep into the bamboo forest. Gao Jin
, using his superb Cold Pond Crane Crossing lightness skill, arrived through the air. The strange man still tried to protect his hood, but he was a step too slow, and the hood fell to the ground.
Gao Jin, using the dim light of the forest, saw Liu Shan, the attacker, and cried out in alarm. A dark figure suddenly darted out of the forest and fled.
Gao Jin was first shocked, then enraged, and finally felt utterly devastated.
"You beast! Who taught you such vicious martial arts!"
Liu Shan remained silent, feeling as if his master's Nine Heavens Gang technique had been imprinted on his shoulders and back, as if his internal organs had been displaced and burned by flames. He was in even more pain than his master, but he didn't want to speak.
Gao Jin, naturally aware of his own limitations, and seeing his apprentice's nose bleeding and internal injuries, knew that saving the person was the priority, so he immediately helped Liu Shan up. Gao Jin personally treated Liu Shan's injuries, and after a week, Liu Shan's condition had greatly improved.
Gao Jin then asked him, "Liu Shan, I know you're not an evil person. Someone must be instigating you to do this!"
Liu Shan remained silent.
"Ignorant beast! What do you know? Our sect's Nine Heavens Gang is practically invincible. The conspirators want to use Yin to destroy Yang Gang. If Yin and Yang merge, it cannot be underestimated."
"No, there's absolutely no conspiracy involved."
"Then who made those strange noises?"
Liu Shan fell silent again, because Liu Qianqian had warned him not to reveal anything.
"Who? Speak quickly!"
It
wasn't that he didn't care about his master, but he thought it was nothing serious; he had simply learned another martial art.
"I know even if you don't tell me. It might be Liu Qianqian, a girl from the Liu family, but the one who truly came up with the idea wasn't her, right?"
"Master, we're fine. This isn't someone else manipulating things, is it?"
"Youya!" Gao Jin's face hardened with murderous intent, and he raised his palm, gathering power.
"Master! I will never complain if I die by your hand, but I have two regrets: one is that I have not repaid your kindness in raising and educating me, and the other is that I have not repaid Qianqian's heartfelt affection. I cannot die in peace!"
"Don't mention the Liu family girl again!"
"Master, I don't believe there is any most important point I haven't said."
Gao Jin said, word by word, "Tell me, where did you learn the evil martial arts you used that night?"
"This," Liu Shan said, "that was the Soul-Searching Hand that Liu Qianqian taught me!"
"How long has she been teaching you?"
"About three months."
"I'm telling you, the martial arts you used that night were evil."
"How could Liu Qianqian practice evil martial arts?"
"This..." Gao Jin felt that this was not a simple incident, but a huge conspiracy.
Gao Jin sighed and said, "The martial world is treacherous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Recently, I've heard rumors of a wicked gang appearing in the martial arts world."
"What kind of gang is that?"
"Hmph! This gang is very mysterious, not of the orthodox style. I've heard they're planning to attack several famous sects."
"I know Liu Qianqian's character well."
"After you recover, find a way to let me see Liu Qianqian so I can understand the truth of this matter."
"I can do that!"
"If you can find Liu Qianqian, that would be an anomaly."
Liu Shan was shocked and said, "Master, you mean she's not seeing me?"
Afterwards, Liu Shan went to look for Liu Qianqian, but it was said she had run away. As for where she went, it became a mystery. It seemed things were truly complicated.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Gao Jin ordered Liu Shan to visit Song Zhihe, the healer, and request Song Zhihe to teach him the Yang Gang martial arts, a style that avoids unorthodox paths.
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After Liu Shan's injuries healed, Gao Jin taught him a few more techniques, giving him strict instructions. The two then split up to investigate the martial arts conspiracy and search for Liu Qianqian. Before parting ways, they had secretly visited Liu Family Village three times, confirming that Liu Qianqian was indeed missing.
Liu Shan went to Liulang Xiaozhu in Hengshan to visit the Divine Hand Scholar Song Zhihe. Although named Liulang Xiaozhu, it covered more than an acre, with weeping willows providing shade, and pink walls and green tiles peeking out from the gaps in the trees, giving it the feel of a secluded paradise.
The old servant guarding the gate was deaf and mute, and extremely ugly.
"I wish to see your esteemed master. Please convey my request,"
the ugly man coldly pointed to his ears and mouth, then shook his head.
Liu Shan said, "So you're deaf and mute."
He gestured to the ugly man to announce his arrival, but the ugly man waved his hands repeatedly.
Suddenly, a powerful, ant-like voice transmitted through the room, saying, "Young friend, if you wish to see this scholar, you may meet him at the mountain god temple five li west of this residence at midnight tonight."
Liu Shan had also learned the secrets of telepathy, but his skills were still lacking. He replied, "I will await your arrival, senior."
After dinner, he stayed at an inn opposite the main inn. Shortly after dusk, he headed straight for the Divine Hand Scholar's house.
This time, he scaled the wall to enter. This Willow Wave Cottage was even larger than the Willow Family Manor, with weeping willows everywhere, making it even more enchanting at night. Liu Shan stealthily approached the Divine Hand Scholar's study, where he saw the scholar pacing back and forth with his hands in his sleeves. The man was about thirty years old, with a scholarly air and simply dressed. The study contained many classics, and incense smoke curled from the incense burner, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
Liu Shan moistened his finger with a little saliva, gently poked a hole in the window paper, and squinted one eye to peer inside. He saw the Divine Hand Scholar smile at him, then clap his hands together a few times.
A curtain was drawn back, revealing a bed on which lay a middle-aged man, shirtless and wearing only shorts.
His shorts bulged, becoming quite large. Seemingly uncomfortable, he removed them. Between his legs, a thick, hard object, at least six or seven inches long, protruded, bobbing and swaying.
A young woman entered, tossing her nightgown on the floor and climbing naked onto the bed. The man jumped off. The woman, lying on the bed, reached for his penis. He grasped her legs, stood beside the bed, and thrust his large member into her vagina, until she cried out, "No, too big! Slow down!" The scholar with the divine hand
smiled and said, "Young man, did you see that? Yang energy must be cultivated to the point of complete control before it can be used effectively against that witch's Yin power."
This seemed to be directed at Liu Shan. Unconsciously, Liu Shan lowered his Yang Qi.
Then, he heard the Divine Hand Scholar say, "Raise your Qi, lower your Qi! Gather your Qi into one point, concentrate your mind, and don't let your mind wander."
At this moment, the man desperately tried to penetrate the woman, but before he reached the root, the woman couldn't take it anymore and said, "It's killing me! No!"
The man pulled out forcefully and thrust in hard, repeating this several times. The woman gritted her teeth, her eyes rolling back, and cried out, "I can't take it, heavens!"
The man thrust harder and harder, becoming larger and larger, attacking rapidly back and forth.
Then, the Divine Hand Scholar said, "The way of martial arts lies in the mind, unmoved by external things, unswayed by lewd words, channeling strength into the jade pillar, rapidly attacking the depths of the golden mountain, supplemented by Yang Qi, also has the effect of the Three Flowers Gathering Yin and the Dynasty Rising."
At this moment, the two kissed, embracing each other even more tightly, intertwined. After the man kissed her, he touched her soft breasts and then sucked on them, making her tremble all over. She occasionally stroked his strong body, her alluring eyes lingering on him. She kissed his face deeply, sometimes biting him, her seductive eyes darting up and down, her serpentine white body writhing in his arms. This seductive behavior ignited a burning desire in the man, making him feel aroused.
The man said to the woman, "My darling, are you happy?"
The woman's voice trembled slightly as she replied, "You're too fierce, I almost died, I can't take it anymore."
Just then, the Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Hold your breath, force your inner energy to your jade pillar!"
Liu Shan unconsciously did as he was told. With a squeak, his penis emerged.
The woman then moaned softly, repeatedly crying out, "So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!" She kept crying out.
The man's lust intensified, and he relentlessly indulged in the experience, working like a madman. Sometimes he would pull out and then thrust all the way in again, sometimes he would gently rub the head of his penis against the entrance, making her tremble all over. She would wrap her arms around his buttocks, her clitoris thrusting forward to meet his, allowing him to penetrate her completely naturally, driving him almost to madness.
The woman would occasionally cry out in a whimper, "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and lay limp on the bed, unable to keep up with his actions, only able to make soft moans.
"Come on, I can't take it!" she pleaded
, begging him to end it quickly. But the man was caught up in the moment and didn't care about anything else, continuing his relentless assault, seemingly even more ferocious, almost insane. Her juices flowed freely, soaking the sheets. The wooden bed creaked and groaned from the impact.
A frenzied world had formed in the small room, as he reveled in the beauty of this one and only little haven. The man would occasionally grab the sheets, wipe the water off his spiked club, then wipe her private parts dry before inserting it again. A drier feel seemed more stimulating.
She gradually went limp on the bed, moaning softly. Knowing he hadn't ejaculated yet, she gripped his club, wriggling her hips to make him pull out.
He cried out impatiently, "I haven't finished yet!"
She looked like a defeated rooster, listless on the bed, her unfocused eyes fixed on his strong body. She grabbed his club, pleading, "Good brother, I really can't take it anymore!"
His passion was reaching its peak; seeing her surrender like a defeated beast, he glared at her, speechless. His hard club remained erect; unless they continued, the fire wouldn't subside. This lust would relentlessly pursue his desires.
The saying goes, "Every natural beauty has its use." The harmony between men and women is innate; it cannot be forced except through her generosity. Fearing he would force himself on her, she used her hand to masturbate, gripping and sliding it up and down his penis.
He seemed more comfortable with her touch, showing no further demands or attempts to force himself on him. He lay quietly, eyes closed, letting her relieve herself. He stroked her breasts, slowly caressing them; they were soft yet slightly firm, like an electric shock, incredibly pleasurable. After a long while
, she lowered her head and softly asked, "Brother, you can't ejaculate yet, what should we do?"
Liu Shan, watching from outside the window, was thoroughly enjoying himself; he had almost masturbated himself. Just then, the Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Don't go astray! To counter the witch's yin energy, you must restrain your true energy!" Liu Shan abruptly stopped.
The scholar with divine hands said again, "Watch your mouth skills!"
The woman lowered her head and extended her tongue, licking the spiked club, making the man tremble with excitement. She licked the glans with her tongue, slowly moving it around, making the thing red, shiny, and even harder.
The man's glans felt itchy and tingly from her licking, which made him cry out, "It's unbearable, so uncomfortable!" He reached out and groped and pinched her body, then grabbed her head and pressed it down. Most of the spiked club was stuffed into her small mouth.
Her mouth was small, and the club was too thick, filling it completely. He moved her head up and down with both hands. She hugged him and flipped him over, her body below, the man riding on her head, thrusting into her mouth.
"Don't leave it in your mouth," the voice came from between her lips.
He was desperate, almost frantic. He leaned down and embraced her, enjoying her to his heart's content. His head rested between her legs, her fragrant pubic hair brushing against his face, creating a strange stimulation. She was extremely uncomfortable, even breathing was difficult.
She clamped his head between her legs. The man's mouth was directly against her clitoris. Caught off guard, the man seemed to feel a wet, soft liquid flowing towards his mouth. He tasted it with the tip of his tongue; the liquid didn't taste unpleasant, but rather had a woman's fragrance. So he kissed her even more, sucking on her, pushing his tongue in and disturbing her. He thrust in and out of her mouth, kissing, sucking, and licking her clitoris. Like a twisted candy figure, they twisted and embraced each other. The man
panted, his hands wrapped around the woman's buttocks, his legs stretched out, and he pushed his penis as far as he could into her mouth. When he couldn't push it any further, a powerful, hot flow filled her mouth and flowed down her throat.
The man turned his head, placed his hands on her shoulders, kissed her face first, and said, "My little sister..."
She turned her head away unhappily, saying, "You're so bad."
Before she could finish speaking, the man's lips were already on hers, kissing her, his arms wrapped around hers, and his legs wrapped around hers. She felt something hot, hard, and long pressing against her stomach, pressing uncomfortably, and she knew what it was. She tried to move it away, but it was still so strong, and she couldn't bear to let go.
"Your thing is still so hard, what should I do?"
He slowly answered her, "It still has energy, it probably still wants..."
She deliberately acted coquettishly, her eyes feigning allure, and tapped the man's forehead with her finger. The man, in order to satisfy his own needs, felt hard below and a little tired all over.
"Like this, insert it, let's rest, rest."
"No, you can't insert it," she said, expressionless, with an attitude of indifference.
The man took matters into his own hands, parting her legs and kneeling on the bed. He parted her clitoris with his hands and slowly, little by little, inserted himself.
"Is this okay?"
She smiled, looking at him with her captivating eyes.
"It's all your fault. Whatever makes you happy."
He slowly inserted himself, all the way in, then tightly embraced her and kissed her lips.
This quiet continued for only a few minutes. She felt a tingling, itchy sensation, her hips first swaying slowly, then rising and falling to meet his thrusts. Seeing her continued arousal, the man raised his arms, straightened his upper body, and began to thrust.
Her tongue trembled as she cried out, "So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!" Her moans continued unabated.
The man, furious, thrust relentlessly on top, like a tiger, after nearly an hour of intense assault.
"I'm about to come,"
Liu Shan said, nearly ejaculating at this point.
The Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Calm down! This is just to show you how to deal with the witch's sinister arts. If you can't resist, you'll lose your life."
The mountain god temple was half-collapsed, the gate was gone, and the courtyard was overgrown with weeds. The three main halls were dark and deathly silent. Liu Shan knew the Divine Hand Scholar hadn't arrived yet, as they had agreed to meet here at midnight, and it was only late afternoon.
As he walked through the courtyard and reached the stone steps of the three main halls, he suddenly saw someone leap down from the temple, falling like a piece of paper. It was the Divine Hand Scholar. Liu Shan was about to greet him when the Divine Hand Scholar attacked.
Liu Shan whispered, "Senior, I am a disciple of the Nine Heavens Gang Sect, and I have come to pay my respects."
The Divine Hand Scholar's palms flew, his movements elusive. He flitted among the two-zhang-high grass in the courtyard like a butterfly.
"Senior, please allow me to explain my purpose,"
Song Zhihe said, his palm tightening. He had to focus all his energy on the attack and had no time to speak. Liu Shan thought to himself, "The Divine Hand Scholar is always humble and gentle, indifferent to worldly affairs. How could he attack on sight without giving him a chance to speak?"
Liu Shan, now enraged, fought seriously, his speed and techniques in no way inferior. After fifty or seventy moves, they were still evenly matched. This gave him confidence and pride. This Nine Heavens General was indeed extraordinary; fighting against someone of a higher generation, he hadn't yet shown any signs of defeat.
As the attacks grew increasingly dangerous, Liu Shan dared not be distracted, focusing entirely on countering his opponent. His internal energy formed a vortex, swirling away the vines. Just as both sides were unleashing desperate moves, risking their lives, Liu Shan suddenly heard a whispered message: "What you just witnessed was not a secret act of incest. You must study it carefully. There are enemy spies currently lurking; you must feign defeat."
After about twenty or thirty more moves, the Divine Hand Scholar roared and struck with lightning speed. Liu Shan seemed unable to dodge in time. It was as if the opponent's two palms had been waiting there all along. With two sharp thuds, one struck Gao Men, the other Bing Feng, and Liu Shan was thrown to the ground.
The Divine Hand Scholar chuckled and said, "You two saw it clearly! I used all my strength to force out the essence of his Heavenly Qi, without making him aware of it."
The two nodded and walked towards Liu Shan, their silk robes rustling softly. The Divine Hand Scholar stopped them, saying that they must not act rashly, as killing this man would surely affect the overall situation. The two stopped, seemingly exchanging glances, then turned and walked back into the dark hall.
After a while, when the Divine Hand Scholar was certain the person was gone, he said, "Boy, you can get up now!"
Liu Shan leaped up, about to bow deeply and speak, when Song Zhihe gestured, and the two flew out of the mountain god temple.
To the north was an extremely steep slope, but with very few trees and a wide field of vision, so they wouldn't be overheard talking.
"Senior is indeed worthy of his reputation. If it weren't for Senior using ant language to guide me in exchanging moves, and then fighting fiercely with our sect's palm techniques, I probably wouldn't have been able to deceive these two guys."
Song Zhihe nodded and said, "These two aren't any experts in that evil gang, but they shouldn't be underestimated. Besides, their organization is tight; without absolute certainty, don't even think about eliminating them, lest you ruin things."
"Senior, were they trying to sabotage my martial arts?"
"That's right!"
"I did something I regret against my master." He recounted how he had been instigated by Liu Qianqian to commit adultery.
Liu Shan, catching his breath, said, "Senior, if you've seen Liu Qianqian..."
"I haven't seen her!"
"Senior, Liu Qianqian is easy to recognize. First, she loves to wear white. Second, she has willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, skin as white as jade, and a beauty mark below the left corner of her mouth.
" "Hmm, is that her?"
Liu Shan's spirits lifted. "Senior, have you seen her?"
"Probably!"
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"When was it?"
"About five days ago, in the evening, in the forest at the foot of this mountain, we found a small sedan chair for two people, with eight burly men guarding it closely. Later, a beautiful young woman stepped out of the sedan chair, dressed in a white palace gown, with a light and graceful figure, exquisite features, and a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth."
Liu Shan slapped his thigh and said, "That's her."
"Young man! Don't get so excited. Since ancient times, excessive affection has only led to regret. Being heartless is certainly not good, but being too affectionate is not a good thing either, because those who are too affectionate regard everything else as trivial and will inevitably lose everything!"
"I understand."
"Besides, you've already mastered a set of Yang Gang skills, specifically designed to counter the witch's Yin skills. If you encounter her in the future, lewd acts are inevitable. If she subdues you, all your learning today will be wasted. If you can subdue her, you'll surely marry a peerless beauty." "
How dare I?"
"It's not a matter of daring or not, but rather that once you've mastered your skills, many women will be waiting for you, otherwise you'll be burned alive by the Gang Fire."
"Yes."
Song Zhihe then said, "Boy, you should go find Bangchui Lei Yu Liaohen."
"That's exactly what I intend to do."
"When you see him, have him send one or two capable subordinates to the largest inn in the nearby town." "
And then?"
"Notify your master that all sects should coordinate around this town as their central hub. After meeting, they can discuss further actions."
Niushou Mountain is located about twenty miles south of Jinling, named for its resemblance to a bull's head. But what makes this mountain famous now is the presence of the martial arts master Bangchui Lei Yu Liaohen.
Seeing no one inside, Liu Shan went in without closing the door. Upon reaching the second gate, a man came out to greet him, saying, "Do you know where this is?"
"Please announce my arrival; say that Liu Shan, a disciple of the Nine Heavens Gang, requests an audience."
"What's the Nine Heavens Gang? I've never heard of them."
With a bang, the man closed the door, saying, "You idiot, wait outside for a bit!"
"Brother, how long?"
"Uncertain, maybe around this time tomorrow."
Bang, bang, bang. Liu Shan pounded on the door more than ten times, when a loud voice from inside the courtyard shouted, "Who's knocking?" The sound was deafening, like thunder. It was undoubtedly the man who had been knocking on the door.
The door immediately opened again, and the man at the second gate reported, "Reporting to the master, a young man from the Nine Heavens Gang requests an audience."
"Let him in."
Without even a word of invitation, Liu Shan was very displeased.
Upon entering the inner courtyard, as he looked around, a deafening voice suddenly came from the bamboo grove: "What business do you have with me?"
"My master, Gao Jin, sent me to pay his respects."
"Come in!" Yu Liaohen walked towards the living room. This man was only about forty years old, with a full beard and bulging eyes and a fierce nose.
But as soon as he stepped across the threshold, six or seven steel forks shot towards him in a fan shape.
Liu Shan neither advanced nor retreated, but twisted his arms, and with a series of slicing sounds, the forks and hilts of the seven forks were neatly severed, falling to the ground.
"Sit!" Yu Liaohen gestured for him to sit on a chair with a clean white cloth cover. Liu Shan didn't stand on ceremony and sat down, his expression calm.
Yu Liaohen glanced at him and said, "Have some tea!"
The moment he sat down, he sensed something was wrong. Beneath the white cover of the chair was an extremely sharp blade; after he secretly channeled his profound internal energy, the blade instantly turned to ash. Even more outrageous was the appearance of a large pair of scissors rising from below, threatening to cut off the young monk's crotch. Fortunately, Liu Shan channeled his inner energy, and the scissors snapped to the sides.
Liu Shan cursed inwardly, "That damned old monster actually tried to cut off my manhood! How dare he!"
A servant brought over a tea tray with two large, broken porcelain teacups, and the maid also carried a large pot of freshly boiled water. She poured the hot water into the cups, steaming.
"Young man, this is Tianque tea, a famous product of Niushou Mountain, renowned in Jiangnan, and also a tribute tea. Come on, bottoms up!" Yu
Liaohen picked up a large cup of boiling hot tea, gulped it down, and drank it all down as if it were lukewarm tea, without changing his expression.
Liu Shan said, "Thank you for the famous tea, senior." He also picked up his teacup, took a sip, and the cup was empty.
"Young man! Do you have a name?"
"This junior is Liu Shan."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty."
"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"
"Yes! But
this junior isn't hungry." "A guest from afar shouldn't leave on an empty stomach, serve the dishes!"
After a while, two maids busied themselves, first setting out two small tables, seven or eight steps apart, then placing cups, chopsticks, and spoons on them. Then, five dishes were served on each table.
The host seemed short-tempered, but also decisive, gesturing for the two to each occupy a table. The difference was that their chopsticks were made of white brass, with sharp tips and barbs, suitable for use as concealed weapons. The spoons were also as sharp as knives. A dagger was stuck into the steamed chicken, and two spares were placed on the table. Each table had a large jug of strong liquor, weighing no less than five catties.
"Young man, please, I don't think you'll
stand on ceremony," said Liu Shan. "Since you're so kind, it would be impolite for me to be polite!" He then began to drink and eat heartily.
When they were almost finished eating, Yu Liaohen cut off a chicken leg with his dagger, stuck it on the tip, and said, "Young man, I'll offer you a dish."
The dagger with the chicken leg stuck in it flew towards Liu Shan with a whistling sound, and he bit the tip of the blade. He bit the tip of the knife, snapped it off with a squeak, ate the chicken leg, then used his dagger to stab a piece of venison, and tossed it towards Liu Shan, saying, "Please, senior."
His dagger technique was truly superb; after the strike, the blade spun, moving left and right.
Yu Liaohen, worthy of his reputation as a martial arts master, simply bit down, and the upright blade instantly flattened with his exquisite skill. He then ate the venison, spat it out forcefully, and the tip flew towards Liu Shan.
Liu Shan caught it with his white copper chopsticks and placed it on the table.
Yu Liaohen pounced, forcing him out of his seat and unleashing his Yin Gang Hand technique, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
Liu Shan was initially flustered, only regaining his footing at the entrance of the hall, but when he tried to turn defense into offense, he couldn't hold on.
Yu Liaohen focused on attacking the lower body, ruthlessly seizing the small bird. Therefore, he had no choice but to use the Gang Qi Gong he had just learned from the Divine Hand Scholar. This immediately forced Yu Liaohen back. Had he not been a novice, the power would have been much greater.
Forced back a step, Yu Liaohen shouted for him to stop, saying, "Boy, what's the matter?"
Liu Shan said, "There seems to be a wicked gang plotting something nefarious in the martial arts world." He then recounted the whole story. Yu Liaohen said
, "I haven't received any reports from my subordinates about this matter yet. I will keep an eye on it and strengthen our connections."
Liu Shan said, "If you discover what I've said, please send someone to that small town to make contact, lest we be defeated one by one."
"I have my own plans. Where else are you going?"
Liu Shan said, "Since my master has already made contact with Senior Tianbian Yiduo Yunmei Ling Shuang, I don't need to go anymore. I'll return immediately."
"Alright! I will also speed up my preparations."
On the way back, they stopped in Jiangyin City for a meal and asked for a single room to rest. It
was raining heavily in the middle of the night, and his thoughts were turbulent, making it impossible for him to sleep. To be honest, even though Liu Qianqian suggested he learn lewd techniques, he still couldn't stop thinking about her, even if she had really lied to him. Besides, he couldn't stop thinking about her yet.
Just then, he heard three light knocks on the door of the neighbor's room.
The person inside asked, "Who is it?"
The person outside said, "Brother, open the door!" It was a woman's voice. The person
inside said, "You're here to practice your kung fu again!"
Liu Shan immediately got out of bed, opened the back window, and floated to the window next door.
The woman said, "Brother, I miss you, I can't sleep!"
"Are you very itchy?"
"Mmm!"
"This time I'm going to suck you flat!"
Liu Shan couldn't help but gasp. It seemed that people from a wicked gang were indulging in lewd acts here.
At this moment, Liu Shan licked a hole in the window paper and looked inside. This kind of spying required special care. A skilled person could see that the window paper had been licked even from the side.
Liu Shan chose this moment to lick a hole in the window paper. He saw an ugly woman, her hair disheveled, her face pockmarked, and her skin extremely dark, nestled in the arms of a burly man. The man's face was wicked;
one hand caressed the woman's breasts, kneading them forcefully. The woman had already closed her eyes, rolling around in his arms, wishing she could be fused with him. The man's other hand was rubbing and kneading her breasts, the veins on his hand bulging, showing how fierce he was. The woman was already moaning, as if in pain from illness.
A club, covered in fleshy spikes, stood erect between the man's legs, resembling a spiked club.
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Liu Shan stared in disbelief, involuntarily gasping for breath. He reached down and found his own weapon, hard as iron, protruding from his pants, throbbing painfully.
The burly man's hand was below the woman's abdomen, where soft pubic hair grew above her vulva. After fiddling with it for a while, he stroked the two slightly protruding mounds of flesh above her vulva, between which was a thin slit, seemingly damp. His fingers unintentionally slipped into the petals, where an indescribable pleasure seemed to emanate. His
spiked club pressed against the woman's abdomen like a stick. The woman felt something thick pressing against her lower abdomen, and she naturally reached out to touch it, only to pull her hand back in fright.
The man jumped off the bed, stood beside it, grabbed the woman's calves with both hands, and pushed his spiked club against her vulva. Then he forcefully thrust it into her vulva, but it was too narrow, and he couldn't get it in even after a long time.
While he was thrusting, the woman had already closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and groaned, "Ouch, be gentle!"
This still didn't work, so he used his fingers to part her petals. At this moment, he had already let go of the woman's legs, grabbed her plump buttocks, and thrust in with all his might. The woman screamed, flailing her arms wildly at the man's chest, trying to twist her hips, but his hands held her tightly.
"Oh my god, it's so full!"
the man cried, feeling his shaft gripped tightly and in excruciating pain. He realized he was being penetrated; he couldn't miss this opportunity and thrust harder.
The woman, like a virgin on her first night, was in excruciating pain from his powerful and thick member. But driven by sexual desire, she couldn't bear to see him pull it out. The thick, spiked member filled her completely, providing endless pleasure.
"Oh, it's killing me, brother, it's inside!" the woman cried out.
The man began to thrust, gradually increasing the speed and intensity, until she experienced the true instincts of a man.
She endured the pain, savoring the sensation of being thrust into. She closed her eyes and groaned, "It feels so good, I want it!"
Her cries seemed to embolden him, making his attacks fiercer and more ferocious. His penis was harder and thicker than usual, giving her an even more intense pleasure.
A chill ran down her spine, and her juices flowed freely, overflowing around her flower-like opening.
He leaned over and kissed her.
"Oh, it's so beautiful,"
the man said, pressing down on her, kissing her mouth and face, while making short thrusts. This action was unbearable for her, and she cried out, "Use more force!"
The man's lust flared, and he began thrusting repeatedly, even pulling out before plunging back in hard. Each hard thrust was accompanied by the sound of her smacking her lips.
"Is it good? Is it satisfying?"
Hearing his words, the woman pinched his chest muscles hard.
"Move faster, harder!"
He struggled frantically, making the bed creak and groan.
"I'm going to lose you!"
"I humph!"
"Mommy, this is terrible!"
She went wild, grabbing him and kissing him haphazardly before clinging to him tightly.
He stopped, thrusting as far as he could.
"That's enough, it's inside my heart."
This couple, ostensibly practicing martial arts, were actually having sex; they were undoubtedly members of a cult. Liu Shan, unable to contain his lust, wanted to both apprehend her and interrogate her, and also to quell his anger. Before he could finish this thought, he leaped onto the roof, only to hear a deep voice from the rooftop: "Who goes there?"
Liu Shan decided to lure her to a secluded spot outside Jiangyin City to make his move. He went up to the roof intending to wait for her, but she was quick enough to catch up. Liu Shan immediately led her out of the city. To prevent her from knowing his true identity, he kept a close distance, implying they were about the same distance.
When they reached the woods by the river, Liu Shan stopped. Because it was dark, she couldn't easily see him, and he had disguised himself, his clothes now rustic.
"Who are you?"
"Someone who wants to learn martial arts."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Of course! Only those who want to learn martial arts seek out those who are skilled."
"Looks like you're a person with ulterior motives?"
"Not necessarily, just a coincidence."
"Oh! I didn't realize you also wanted to learn martial arts?"
"Since you're so skilled, why not let me have my way with you?
" "Are you up to the task?"
"We'll find out soon enough."
"It's not difficult. Who are you?"
"The one who will teach you martial arts."
She thought she had revealed enough secrets and immediately attacked. With a hiss, the front of Liu Shan's shirt was torn, startling him. This showed that members of the evil gang never showed mercy.
Liu Shan dared not be careless anymore and exerted all his strength, gradually stabilizing himself. He discovered that this woman's style was strange and complicated. The woman held out for thirty-six moves before being knocked back, leaping closer to fight again. Under the unmatched force, their clothes tore into strips, and they fell to the ground.
Liu Shan, burning with impatience, ripped open her undergarment, raised his massive, muscular member, and used two fingers to part her petals, thrusting it inside.
"Ouch, slower!"
The flower chamber was wet, a gush of fluid shooting out. Liu Shan exerted a sudden force, and with a squeak, the protective sword was fully inserted.
The woman shuddered, moaning, "Mmm, so good, so good."
Hearing this, Liu Shan was encouraged, channeling his inner energy into the sword, thrusting in and out viciously, then rubbing it to make
the woman's teeth chatter, moaning, "Ouch, so good, so powerful, I'm dying, I'm going to die!"
Just as Liu Shan was reaching his climax, the woman shuddered, secretly channeling her demonic power from within the sword sheath. Liu Shan suddenly felt a numbness at the tip of the sword, his yang energy suddenly leaking out.
"You dare to ambush me!"
The woman shoved him aside and stood up, saying, "You should accept your fate!"
"Poisoned by a hidden weapon?"
"That's right. You'll be beyond saving in two hours. Say something nice! Maybe I'll give you the antidote."
"Dream on!" He lunged forward again, but he never expected the poison to take effect so quickly. His left hand was barely under his control, and his right leg felt like it belonged to him.
"It's over." He couldn't help but think that now he believed that without experience, even his superb martial arts skills were of little use.
He swayed unsteadily; now, even if she asked him to leave, he couldn't. He felt his vision blurring and his mind becoming hazy. The woman was closing in step by step. Even with his boundless ambition, it seemed he had no choice but to be manipulated.
Just then, a large sedan chair carried by four people slowly approached from afar.
Upon seeing the sedan chair, the woman's face lit up with joy. She stepped inside and asked, "Is the lady in the sedan chair my future wife?"
"Yes!"
"I have something to report, please grant my decision."
"Speak."
Liu Shan, dazed and swaying, felt a vague familiarity with the clear and magnetic accent, but he was already on the ground.
"I captured a young man, quite skilled."
"Who is he?"
The subordinate didn't ask about his sect or name. He initially thought he was from the Nine Heavens Gang Sect, but the accent didn't quite match. "
How do you know he's from the Nine Heavens Gang Sect?"
"Because none of the other disciples possess such skill."
"How do you know his skill is exceptional?"
"My fist and palm techniques are slightly inferior. If it weren't for the Yin Flower Poison Needle restraining him, the consequences would have been dire."
The person in the sedan chair seemed silent for a moment, then said, "Where is he?"
"In the woods." "
Lower the sedan chair!"
The sedan chair lowered, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful young woman in white stepped out. The four sedan chair bearers bowed deeply to the woman without looking at her, saying, "Just give the order."
The young woman in white said, "Boarders don't all need to guard the sedan chair. Two of you, lead the way!"
Upon entering the forest, the young woman in white carefully examined the fallen boy, and was startled, saying, "How did you get involved?"
"He lured
my subordinate." "Why did you kill him? You must have leaked our sect's secrets."
"No, he saw us practicing martial arts."
"Hmm! Very good." The young woman in white said, "What secrets did you leak?"
"This...this..."
"Say it all without missing a single word, do you hear me?"
"You're just asking for trouble!"
"Madam, this man has been captured. The secret hasn't been leaked. I beg you, Madam, to show mercy and spare my life!"
"Hurry! So I can deal with this enemy!"
She hesitated, but the girl in white flashed forward. She seemed to want to dodge, but the girl in white moved with lightning speed, as if knowing which way she was going to dodge, and struck her acupoints, Fufeng and Yamen. The woman lay down on the spot. The
girl in white waved her hand, and the two sedan chair bearers, without even looking at the dead woman, left the forest. Then the girl in white did something, and soon the sedan chair sped away, leaving a faint fragrance in the forest.
The plum rain rustled in the forest. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Liu Shan woke up. In that instant, he truly thought he had arrived in the underworld. Because the forest was dark, with shadows everywhere. He soon realized he wasn't dead, only feeling a slight pain where the Yin Flower Poison Needle had pierced him. He sat up, feeling somewhat dazed.
First, he noticed someone not far away. This time, he dared not be careless. He stood up and cautiously approached. He couldn't recall who this person was. He vaguely remembered hearing a very familiar woman's voice when he was about to collapse from the poison. Who would be lying here? Judging from the situation, they must be dead, if not unconscious.
He assumed he was the one who should be dead. Upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find it was the woman who had used the poison needle in the flower room. He touched her hand; she was already dead.
Strange, who killed her? And who saved him? He searched the woman's body but found nothing. He then checked his own pockets; nothing was missing. In his outer pocket, however, two more items had appeared: an oiled paper packet with the words "Yin Flower Poison Needle Antidote" written on it, and a purse woven with gold and silver silk threads.
There were some patterns on the outside of the purse, but they were not visible in the woods. A fragrance of orchids and musk filled the air. Could it be her? The accent was somewhat similar, but how could she be? Absolutely impossible!!
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As soon as the plum rains stopped, the weather became hot.
This was the only teahouse in town, with private seats and open-air seating. The teahouse was next to a small river, with weeping willows and lanterns hanging from their branches. Enjoying tea here had a unique charm.
It was around dinnertime, and the waiter had just hung up the lanterns. There weren't many customers yet when a luxurious carriage came galloping along the riverbank. The carriage stopped before approaching the teahouse. The door opened, and a young man dressed in fine clothes but walking unsteadily stepped out.
This man was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine, or a little over thirty. His face was pale, and he walked towards the teahouse with an air of wickedness.
Liu Shan climbed a willow tree in the shadows. In the darkness, the dense branches of the tree made it very dark.
The richly dressed young man staggered into the open-air teahouse, found a seat on the side, and ordered the expensive Wu Jiu famous tea, Da Hong Pao.
However, Liu Shan noticed that this man, though eccentric, was quite composed and possessed a certain elegance. Just then, a burly man in his early forties, dressed in fine clothes, appeared in a side room leading to the back of the open-air teahouse. After a brief look, he approached. This man sat down beside the young man's table, took a piece of white paper from his sleeve, and quickly drew a cluster of leaves with a charcoal spoon.
Liu Shan thought, "I've finally discovered something." The lamplight wasn't very bright, and with a distance of three or four zhang (approximately 10-15 meters), plus the swaying willow branches, he stared intently for a while before he could make out the details. However, this cluster of leaves had no roots and no flowers.
Then, the man pushed the drawn leaves towards the young man with utmost respect. Without hesitation, the young man took the charcoal, drew silver and flowers on the leaves, and pushed them back.
The burly man suddenly changed, his expression hardening. He sat up straight and extended his right thumb, bending it three times towards the young man. What did this mean? He then made some other gestures, but Liu Shan didn't understand any of them. After
exchanging gestures for about the time it takes to drink three cups of tea, the young man nodded and stood up, while the older man also stood respectfully and bent his thumb forward again.
Liu Shan understood then; this gesture was equivalent to bowing or kowtowing. No wonder he had such an sinister aura—he was drawing a shadowy flower. Yes! This young man was definitely the leader of the evil gang, and he was immediately excited.
In that short time, the younger man walked towards the luxurious carriage, while the older man went in the opposite direction. To find out more about the evil gang, he climbed down from the tree and chased after the carriage, which had already sped off into a shady path in the suburbs.
When he caught up and opened the carriage door, he didn't see the richly dressed young man, but instead stood frozen on the carriage steps. Inside the carriage was a young woman in white palace attire—it was Liu Qianqian.
His face turned cold, for he had preliminarily confirmed his previous suspicions, but she gestured for him to get into the car.
Closing the door, she said, "I know how you feel."
"Good to know. Tell me! What should we do?"
"What should we do?"
"About this lewd martial arts!"
She gave a bitter smile and said, "Liu Shan, there's something you might not believe."
"You're trying to deny it."
"I won't deny it, but I have to tell you, I did this to save you."
"Bullshit! You treat me like a three-year-old."
Liu Qianqian wasn't usually so easy to talk to, but now she was very compliant, saying, "Liu Shan, you'll understand me soon enough."
"I don't have the patience to wait until I understand you; I'm going to kill you right now."
"You won't, I know. Without me, your life is meaningless, just like without you, I'd be like a walking corpse."
"What a joke! You've committed a heinous crime; I must kill you!" He had already placed his palm near her heart; with a single strike, her flesh would decay.
But instead, she pressed herself against him, nestled in his arms, and said with a seductive, melancholic look, "I have my reasons for doing this. You have to trust me."
"Trust you about what? Trust that your alliance with the evil gang is for my own good, for the good of the entire martial arts world?"
"Can we not talk about this for now?"
"You can avoid it, but I can't."
"Sigh!" Liu Qianqian wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "You will believe me, and it will be in the near future."
"Were you the one who saved me in the forest that day?"
"Yes, didn't you open your purse to check?"
"I'm too lazy to check."
"Hurry up and open it!"
"I clearly saw the leader of the evil gang get into this carriage."
"Really?" "
You're trying to deny it again!"
"Why would I deny it?"
"What's your relationship with him?"
"Me?" She smiled sweetly, a confident smile, because she knew her place in his heart. She said, "Just his friend."
"Friend? You're friends with a wicked gang leader?"
"I'm confident I'm innocent. I haven't been close to any other man besides you."
"You need to understand, a woman's concept of chastity isn't just about sharing a bed; it also refers to her thoughts and integrity." "
I'm confident I haven't lacked integrity either."
"You're still trying to argue! You're aiding and abetting evil, and yet..."
"Even if I didn't help him, he could still achieve his goals. Really, I did it for you. If I hadn't been his friend, you would have..."
"Do you think I'd believe your nonsense?"
"Whether you believe it now or not is irrelevant, but for your safety, when you get back, quickly open your purse and check."
"Maybe I'll throw it away and never look at it again."
"If I don't do that, you definitely won't escape this gang's pursuit."
"So, not only can I not hate you, I should be grateful to you?"
"You don't need to be grateful. Our relationship has reached this level; why use such vulgar words?"
"Without a doubt, you're an extremely intelligent woman."
"I don't think I'm stupid."
"But you treat others as easily fooled,"
she sighed. "In this world, apart from saints, there is no perfect person! Those you admire may have made unforgivable mistakes."
"Whom are you referring to?"
"I don't need to point to anyone; this is just what I've recently discovered and realized. Ordinary people can sometimes be great; and great people can sometimes do ordinary things."
"I know you're implying that even your father and my master made mistakes, right?"
"Do you think they wouldn't make mistakes?" "
But they would never commit a grave, unspeakable mistake."
"Grand mistakes are often unspeakable, and if they are unspeakable, how would others know?"
Liu Shan pushed her away forcefully, saying, "I won't believe you betrayed the righteous martial arts world and turned against us."
"If you don't believe me, then the entire martial arts world is truly doomed!"
"My eyes weren't open before, I'll pretend I don't know you at all." Saying this, she got out of the car.
She had said inside, "Liu Shan, you wouldn't do that."
Getting out and walking in the opposite direction, she was clearly out of her mind, but after walking for a while, she realized her self-control was lacking. Even for the sake of the entire martial arts world, she should get to the bottom of things. But there was one thing he thought she meant: even good people make mistakes.
As long as a person lives, they will make mistakes. Not making mistakes means not being human; if someone says they don't make mistakes, that statement is already a huge error.
He returned to the inn. But another day and night passed. Being alone in the inn was unpleasant. Because he didn't believe his master could have made any mistakes, he didn't believe Liu Qianqian's words. Because he didn't believe her, he wanted to see the purse.
In fact, since finding the purse in the forest that night, he hadn't looked at it again, and now he disdained to look at it. But it was extremely attractive. Could there be a secret in the purse? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look.
He took out the purse and his eyes lit up. It was woven from genuine gold and silver thread. The exquisite craftsmanship alone was priceless, and the purse was embroidered with the words: "Open for urgent reading."
Because half of it was made of gold thread, it was quite heavy. Inside was only a single slip of paper, but it was covered in densely written characters with a brush. The first line described the practice process of the Nine Heavens Gang, with each movement written on it, along with explanations and mental techniques. The second line described the Scattering Flower Hand technique of "Cloud Ling Shuang," also with explanations and mental techniques notes. According to the five major sects, the Nine Heavens Gang was the highest, and the Scattering Flower Hand was inferior. The third line described the Yin Gang technique of "Club-Hammer Thunder Yu Liaohen." The fourth line described the Yang Gang technique of "Divine Hand Scholar Song Zhihe." The fifth line described the evil techniques of Liu Family Village. The sixth line described the unique skills of the Evil Gang.
It's embarrassing to admit, but the evil gang's witch's Yin Kung Fu requires sexual intercourse with a woman to master it. Moreover, practicing this martial art requires using the Nine Heavens Absorption technique; each act of intercourse increases power until it's completed eighty-one times, at which point the skill is perfected, making one invincible.
Liu Shan was stunned. The small characters were clearly written by Liu Qianqian. Since she had already allied herself with the evil gang, why did she still want him to painstakingly study six unique martial arts techniques?
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Seven,
Eight Immortals Cave. Also known as the Poisonous Snake Cave. This cave is located in a dense forest in a mountain valley, and ordinary people dare not come here. Liu Shan had brought enough food and fruit and was studying even more unusual and refined martial arts here. Therefore, for three consecutive days, he felt dizzy and lightheaded.
On the fourth night, he calmed his mind and sat in meditation. Just then, he heard footsteps and panting outside the cave. With his hearing, he immediately recognized it as a woman. He thought he had important business to attend to and it was best not to show himself, but unexpectedly, the woman came to the cave entrance.
Because there was no light inside the cave, the woman couldn't see anyone sitting there. She muttered, "This cave is so eerie and terrifying. I might have to leave my body here."
Liu Shan's heart skipped a beat; perhaps the woman was injured.
The woman continued, "If the enemy catches me now, I'll have to accept my fate, God."
Liu Shan didn't have time to think and stood up. The woman at the cave entrance suddenly heard the voice and stood up to leave.
"Young lady, don't be afraid. I mean no harm!"
"May I ask who this is?"
Liu Shan had already reached the cave entrance, and both of them could see each other clearly. It turned out to be a young woman of about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. She had an injury on her arm, her clothes were torn, and she was carrying a long sword. Although the cave was dark, one could still vaguely make out that the young woman was charming and lovely.
"And who is this young hero?"
"My surname is Shi. I'm practicing martial arts here. Are you injured
, young lady?" "Yes, my surname is Li. My family was destroyed, and I was being chased by my enemies. Fortunately, the Drunken Beggar held them off for a while, allowing me to escape."
"I've also heard of the Drunken Beggar's reputation. His status is second only to the leaders of the five major sects, and he's quite upright."
"May I ask who Miss Li's enemy is?"
"The Handsome Gentleman."
"So it's this lecherous scoundrel. No wonder. Even with the Drunken Beggar's skills, he could only hold them off for a while. Defeating this scoundrel would be difficult."
"The Beggar Hero has been so righteous in helping me. I will repay this kindness."
"Where does Miss Li intend to seek refuge?" "
My family was destroyed, and I have no relatives or friends. Where else can I turn for help?" She said, hanging her head sadly.
"I see Miss Li's injuries are quite severe. If she doesn't receive immediate treatment, they may worsen."
"I'm destined to die; no one can save me."
"If Miss Li trusts me, I have wound medicine with me and can treat your wounds."
"Thank you, young hero. Although I am inexperienced, I can tell at first glance that you are a gentleman."
"Then please come in!"
He had already prepared a pine resin torch, lit it, and stuck it into the cave wall, gesturing for her to sit down. It seemed she had been struck on the shoulder with a knife, but there was also a cut under her armpit, so he had to remove her clothes to treat it as well. In the torchlight, her skin was as white as snow, delicate and translucent. He had seen Liu Qianqian's body
before, and it was no less beautiful than hers. Liu Shan, captivated by her beauty and the alluring fragrance, couldn't help but indulge in fantasies.
"Young hero, how long will you be training here?"
"Yes, I will be here for another two months, young lady."
"If you can stay for two months, so can I, young hero. I'm just afraid you'll find me a nuisance, a burden, or a hindrance."
"I don't think you'd want that!"
After finishing his treatment, he pointed to his luggage and said, "I'll divide my luggage into two parts! Fortunately, the weather is getting warmer!"
"How could I accept that?"
"I'm just afraid Miss Li won't be able to withstand the chill in the cave."
"Women are more resistant to the cold."
"Let's use them separately!"
She then opened her luggage, leaving a leather rug and one of her two blankets for Liu Shan. She took only one blanket for herself and lay down to the side. Perhaps because she had traveled a long way, she fell asleep on the blanket. The slender woman lay on her side, her figure even more alluring.
But seeing her curled up, it was clear she felt cold, so he covered her with the other blanket. Then, taking advantage of the quiet of the night, he diligently studied martial arts.
When he woke up the next day, it was still quite dark. He found the quilt on him, while she was curled up without any covering. So he gently covered her up again, hoping she could sleep a little longer.
"Brother Shi," he said, surprised that she was awake.
"Miss Li, did I wake you up?"
"No, I was already awake." She sat up and said, "Thank you so much for caring about me and covering me with the quilt."
"We're both in the same boat, we should look after each other. It's nothing," he said. "Get up and eat something!"
The two ate some dry food, and she said, "Give me your dirty clothes, I'll go to the river to wash them."
This was something a woman should do!
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That evening, he practiced his martial arts and studied again, while Li Xiuying went to the river again. Deep in the forest, a small tributary flowed through the woods, the water clear to the bottom, and the fish swimming could be seen. Li Xiuying was bathing; her injuries had healed.
Liu Shan practiced his martial arts in the cave for a while when he suddenly heard screams and shrieks. Liu Shan was shocked and rushed out of the cave, following the sound. When he reached the riverbank, the starlight filtering through the trees allowed him to vaguely see Li Xiuying floating on the water, drifting downstream with the swift current. Clearly, she had fainted or was already dead.
Liu Shan leaped into the water, thankfully it was only waist-deep, and he quickly caught up and immediately picked her up. He then discovered she was completely naked. He quickly guessed she must have come to bathe; a woman naturally needs to bathe, and she must come here under cover of darkness.
He reached the riverbank, about to retrieve her clothes, when she suddenly woke up, startling them both.
She said, "Brother, I was terrified!"
"Miss, you—"
"I was bathing here when I suddenly saw a huge snake swimming towards me." Her body trembled, seemingly still shaken, or perhaps the scene had made her overly tense. "
I see. Miss Li, quickly put your clothes on! Perhaps you weren't bitten by the snake."
"I don't know, brother, don't put me down."
"Why?"
"Think about it, if I'm being held like this by you, will I ever be able to marry anyone else in this life?"
"This…" Liu Shan was startled, thinking, a virtuous woman should act this way, but I, Liu Shan, cannot accept this affection.
"I know you dislike me."
"Miss Li,
you flatter me. How could I?" "Then hold me tight!"
She hooked one arm around Liu Shan's neck, suddenly pressed her cherry lips to his, and kissed him fiercely, offering her tongue. On her tongue was a sweet, fragrant dumpling, which rushed down Liu Shan's throat and was swallowed. A surge of desire welled up in his lower abdomen.
Liu Shan felt his body burning hot, and his manhood suddenly hardened. He couldn't help but hold her tightly.
He hurriedly asked, "What did you treat me to?"
"I didn't carry you inside."
Liu Shan had no choice but to carry her into the cave.
Li Xiuying's face was flushed with desire. She suddenly grabbed Liu Shan's pants and pulled them down.
At this moment, Liu Shan was dizzy and burning with desire. His strength increased, and he pulled Li Xiuying down tightly. The two fell onto the bed and began a frenzied lovemaking. They were completely engrossed in their passion, their intensity unprecedented.
Li Xiuying cried out, "Oh! So good, so wonderful, brother, thrust harder!"
Liu Shan's large, rough hands pressed against Li Xiuying's firm, white breasts, his hips rising and falling, thrusting powerfully. Li Xiuying experienced wave after wave of climax, her vaginal fluids flowing freely. The narrow opening in the stone cave prevented the sounds of their lovemaking from escaping, but they echoed, creating a beautiful symphony. The
louder her cries, the faster Liu Shan thrust, especially as she writhed her hips in response. His penis felt incredibly good inside her tight flower-like opening, and a surge of pleasure washed over him; he was about to ejaculate. He suddenly remembered the evil witch's yin techniques, quickly stopped what he was doing, pulled out the sword, clenched his anus, took a deep breath, gathered the semen he was about to ejaculate back into his dantian, and then let it rise from there to the twelfth floor of the palace. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his agitated mind calmed down.
Just as Li Xiuying was feeling pleasurable and comfortable, she was shocked to find that Liu Shan had pulled the sword out of its sheath. She was very unhappy, crossed her legs, and kicked Liu Shan's back, saying in a coquettish voice, "You're bad, you're bad, why did you pull it out?"
"Don't be impatient! Wait until I use some skill, and you'll be happy."
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Li Xiuying's slender hands grasped the hot, filthy, and slippery sword and stuffed it into her sheath, saying, "Now I want it, hurry up and thrust it in!"
She pressed her buttocks down, and with a creaking sound, the long and large sword was completely inserted into the sheath. Fearing he might back out at the last minute, spoiling the moment, she spread her arms and tightly embraced his neck, lifting her legs to cross and clamp around his waist, her hips swaying wildly like a sieve.
Liu Shan was happy to wait patiently, holding his breath, quietly savoring the pleasurable friction, his ears quietly listening to this rare symphony.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea, she was already panting heavily, her breath carrying the fragrance of orchids.
Liu Shan was already enjoying himself enough, but now, smelling her orchid-like, musky scent, his whole body went limp.
Suddenly, she lifted her pink face slightly, parted her cherry lips, and embraced him with a passionate kiss.
Liu Shan had read in the records of the evil sect's martial arts about absorbing celestial water to replenish yang, and he wasn't about to miss this opportunity. He abruptly took her tongue into his mouth, sucking in her saliva and swallowing it.
After this passionate kiss, she felt exhausted, her legs and arms loosening, adopting a defensive stance.
Liu Shan looked at her lying on her back, smiled slightly, and said, "Do I feel uncomfortable when I'm on top of you?"
"I don't feel anything, it's just that..."
Liu Shan was an extremely intelligent man, and knowing that she was still not satisfied, he slowly began to thrust.
He continued, "Are you comfortable? Your insides are tight, and the friction with me is very pleasurable." "Wouldn't it be even more pleasurable if I sped up a bit?" After she finished speaking, she closed her beautiful eyes and fully enjoyed the intoxicating sensation.
Liu Shan immediately perked up and thrust violently, and the flower chamber emitted squeaking sounds.
Her delicate body moved slowly, and she moaned softly, "Oh, oh, good brother, I'm so happy, so good!"
Her newly opened peach blossom cave was small and tight, and Liu Shan's sword was long and large, with a squeaking sound coming from each thrust. Especially since Li Xiuying had practiced qigong, after Liu Shan's sword entered her, she suddenly inhaled, her uterus tightening violently, holding him inside.
He pulled out, the sword tip rubbing even tighter against the scabbard. He thrust in and out about two hundred times, then felt another surge of pleasure. He suddenly pulled out halfway and immediately looked up. Strangely enough, his method of not ejaculating, as recorded by the evil gang, was indeed effective. As soon as he looked up, his mind immediately calmed down.
After Liu Shan calmed down, he slowly gathered his qi and then resumed his physical struggle. He swallowed Li Xiuying's pill, which not only made him feel incredibly energetic but also intensified his desire.
At this moment, Liu Shan felt the pleasure approaching, even more intense than the previous two times. He immediately followed the evil gang's instructions, taking emergency measures: he suddenly looked up and glanced to the left and right, pressing his right index finger tightly against the base of his penis below his anus, and held his breath. This action calmed his wavering mind again.
Seeing him suddenly withdraw three times, she was displeased, wondering what he was up to. With a reproachful tone, she said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm practicing martial arts."
"How do you know this kind of thing?"
"It's very effective, isn't it?"
"Hmph, I don't believe you have this ability."
"Just you wait and see!"
"Okay!"
In this cave, where the sun never shines, they began their physical struggle as soon as they entered. They played for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, Liu Shan saw her eyes droop, knowing she couldn't hold on any longer.
He immediately understood and said, "You're tired! Let's rest like this, holding each other!"
She lifted her right leg, hooking it around his hip, and wrapped her left arm around his neck. She turned her body to the side, flipping Liu Shan off. Liu Shan also opened his arms, embracing her slender waist and bending her legs slightly, extending them between her legs. The two lay face to face, embracing tightly, the sword still in its sheath. Soon, they both fell into a deep sleep.
After a surge of excitement and euphoria, followed by a long silence, the two finally awoke from their dream.
The first thing she said to Liu Shan upon opening her eyes was, "I'm yours now, you can't deny it!"
Liu Shan was startled. "You... what did you just give me?"
"It was a special medicine!"
"Where did you get it?"
"Oh! Look at you, what's the rush? It's a magic pill concocted by our gang leader."
"So you're also a member of the evil gang."
"Why are you saying such harsh things? What have I done to you?"
Liu Shan suddenly sat up. "Hmph!"
Li Xiuying also sat up, saying, "From now on, I'm yours. I'll follow you to the ends of the earth. You can't just leave me like that."
"How could you give me that kind of medicine?"
"What's wrong with that? Some people want to eat but can't."
He felt his head buzzing and waved his hand, saying, "Shut up, you're so annoying."
Li Xiuying suddenly jumped up and said, "If you don't want me, I'll die. Even if I become a ghost after death, I won't let you go." She turned around abruptly and ran out of the cave.
Unexpectedly, she brought this trouble upon herself again. There are indeed good people who can't do good deeds, and now he had encountered one.
Liu Shan couldn't help but follow her out to take a look. But when they got near the cave, he was shocked to see that she had tied a rope knot in the tree and had already put her head in.
He shouted, "Miss Li, you can't!"
But in that instant, she had already hanged herself, her body suspended in the air, her eyes wide open, and a cracking sound coming from her throat. He rushed over, picked her up, and broke the rope. He said, "Miss Li, who are you picking on?"
"Since you don't want me, then leave me alone."
"Miss Li, you can compromise and force things in this world, but not this. You should know you also bear responsibility; you were the one who gave me that elixir."
"Don't concern yourself with my affairs!"
She struggled in his arms, feeling that although she wasn't fat, he couldn't feel a single bone; her body was soft and yielding, making him feel hot all over. Also, he had been in contact with Liu Qianqian, and she was still a virgin, but when he held her, she wasn't as full-figured as Li Xiuying.
Trouble was brewing; he had to be constantly on guard against her attempting suicide again. How could he concentrate on his martial arts studies then? He originally wanted to just leave, but he wasn't that kind of person.
A long time passed. He was a complete failure, and in his desperation, he finally had to confront her that night. He said, "Miss Li, I can only tell you that I bear the responsibility of saving the martial arts world from peril. I hope you can find another place to stay, or I can find you a place."
"You want to dump me? No way."
"This isn't about dumping me at all. Besides the elixir you gave me, there's nothing else." "
Then you're no longer innocent."
"You need to act on your conscience."
"Hmph! Conscience is invisible and intangible. After you picked me up, how could I know you had a conscience?"
Liu Shan slapped her, but she didn't dodge. He stopped in time, feeling only the sensation of his wet hand stuck in a flour jar. He'd just treat her like a block of wood! He could ignore everything about her. Having made up his mind, he ignored her and buried himself in his studies.
When someone is determined to do something, they always achieve something. But within three days, she suddenly cried out that she had a stomachache, and was rolling on the ground in pain. Liu Shan, having studied traditional Chinese medicine, knew that women experience menstrual cramps, so he wrote a prescription and told her to get the medicine.
"I don't have any money, how can I get the medicine?"
"I'll give you the money."
"I don't know where the pharmacy is."
"I'll tell you."
"No, I want you to come with me."
Unable to resist her nagging, he had no choice but to go with her; she was afraid he would leave. He couldn't help but think: I'm incredibly unlucky.
In the small town, they went to a restaurant and then to see a play. They didn't return to the cave until dark, and he vaguely suspected that the stomach pain might be fake.
"I'm warning you, if you secretly leave me, I'll spread rumors everywhere that you've abandoned me and played with women."
Liu Shan ignored her and went to practice his martial arts while she prepared the medicine. While he was concentrating, she started singing outside the cave. It was a popular, frivolous folk song. Liu Shan almost beat her up. Perhaps the more I fear her interference, the more she will interfere; it's best to ignore her.
She took her medicine and was about to take a bath, giving him a moment of respite. Finally, a brilliant idea struck him, and he devised a move. Overjoyed, he practiced it several times, channeling his inner energy, and then swept a palm out of the cave. With a crack, a tree as thick as a bowl snapped at waist height.
He stood frozen at the cave entrance, stunned. Just then, he saw her rush back, weeping, saying, "Hurry! If I don't practice my kung fu, the poisonous fire will attack my heart."
She wasn't wearing pants; although her top covered her vital parts, her legs below the thighs were completely naked.
"I don't have time now."
"Please, save me, save me!"
"I beg you, please let me have some peace and quiet, okay?"
"No, if my yin fire flares up, I'll be burned to death."
"Go find a way yourself!"
She had already grabbed Liu Shan's neck. Liu Shan felt a wave of confusion wash over him. She immediately offered her cherry lips, transferring two pills mouth-to-mouth—the so-called elixir concocted by the leader of the evil gang. She pounced on him, and Liu Shan lost all resistance. The two evil gang pills flowed down his throat. His lust reignited;
he suddenly felt a surge of heat, his internal organs burning, unable to resist the urge. His manhood stood erect, desperately seeking its sheath. He could only embrace her delicate body and lead her into the cave, removing his clothes and sitting on the bed.
Li Xiuying spread her legs and sat on Liu Shan's thighs. She lowered her head slightly, her slender hand grasping his manhood, pressing it against her petals. Her body slowly swayed, leaning towards his chest.
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IX.
Liu Shan's manhood, like an eel burrowing into a hole, gradually slid into her paradise.
At this moment, their movements were very gentle. Liu Shan embraced her slender waist, and Li Xiuying embraced his neck, her hips swaying slightly. Although they didn't launch a fierce attack, Liu Shan's thick sword was pressed against her clitoris, giving her a pleasantly itchy feeling.
Li Xiuying was about to twist her body and launch an attack when she suddenly remembered her purpose and quickly calmed down, responding calmly. Seeing that she was waiting for the right moment, Liu Shan had no choice but to attack. He held her buttocks with both hands and thrust in and out.
The sword sheath immediately emitted a squeaking sound, but he didn't hear her moan. So he asked, "Are you not happy?"
He asked twice, but she didn't answer. Thinking that her movements weren't vigorous enough, she twisted even more violently. Little did he know that she was using a secret method of replenishing yin and yang by contracting her anus and inhaling to stop the flow of qi, so she couldn't answer. This was also her purpose for coming here.
She felt an orgasm coming on and quickly inhaled and contracted her uterus. This method was quite effective. She inhaled sharply, and her clitoris contracted inward, just away from the touch of the sword tip. She only released a small amount of vaginal fluid, which stopped flowing immediately when she inhaled, just enough to moisten her insides, and her pleasure did not diminish.
She was overjoyed. She buried her head in his shoulder, letting him thrust vigorously. When the fluids in her flower chamber were drawn out and she felt dry, she pushed her clitoris out again, letting it touch the tip of his sword, bringing her to a climax. After a little more fluid flowed out to moisten her, she inhaled and contracted her uterus.
Liu Shan forgot to use his internal energy. After thrusting for a while, he suddenly felt a surge of pleasure. His sword tip jerked, and his semen shot out. He abruptly contracted his anus to stop the ejaculation. He realized that although it was quick, a little semen had already been released. So he immediately stopped thrusting, held her tightly, and let the tip of his sword remain inside her flower chamber.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea, he became hard again. He felt that the technique taught by the Divine Hand Scholar was incredibly profound. If he could master it, he could have sex with a hundred women a day without feeling tired, and his energy would be even more abundant.
He shook his shoulder, indicating that he wanted her to lift her head. Seeing him shrug his shoulder, she immediately understood, abruptly raising her head and kissing him on the lips, saying, "How are you?"
"Do you still hate me?"
"I don't like eating that elixir."
"Do you possess some amazing divine magic?"
"No."
"Let it have its fun, and I won't bother you anymore."
"I'm thinking of that, but you have to keep your word."
"I'll definitely listen to you."
"Alright! Let's have a good time today." Saying this, he grabbed her plump buttocks and began to shake them violently.
She swayed her delicate body to meet his onslaught, and all that could be heard was her sweet, coquettish cry: "Oh, good brother, you're so good! Ahh, I'm going to die! Ouch!"
Her cries and the sounds emanating from the sword sheath blended into a beautiful melody. Especially in this stone chamber with its four walls, it was incredibly melodious.
Liu Shan twisted his hips, simultaneously grabbing her plump buttocks, thrusting in and out, the clitoris and the tip of his sword rubbing together with exquisite pleasure. Suddenly, a tingling sensation spread through his body, and his penis thrust out as if uncorking a bottle.
She felt a rush of heat, as if her flower core had been scalded, an indescribable pleasure. Her juices flowed freely, like the Yellow River bursting its banks . She softly asked, "You ejaculated."
Liu Shan, startled by the outflow of her juices, tried to push her away and stand up. But she pushed her hips forward and softly said, "Don't rush, let it soak inside."
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Every time Liu Shan had intercourse with her, he felt his strength greatly diminished, often feeling dizzy and as if practicing martial arts was a matter of will but not strength. He couldn't help but suspect that she was a master sent by an evil gang to deal with him, preventing him from practicing martial arts and allowing the evil gang to monopolize the martial arts world. He considered killing her, destroying her, or simply leaving!
It was almost the height of summer, and she bathed in the river several times a day. Moreover, she would leave her clothes on in the cave, moving around naked, like a primitive person. Besides that, there was that deadly pill, which she was always ready to give him, intending to make him lose all his martial arts skills before stopping.
Liu Shanxi was used to it and tried to avoid it as much as possible, always wanting to recover his strength as quickly as possible. She was almost sparing no effort to seduce him, and he showed the utmost endurance; the two seemed to be in a competition.
That night, she was bathing in the river again when she noticed a figure standing on the bank. She mistook it for Liu Shanxi. She said arrogantly, "I knew it was you. Come down and wash with me!"
The person on the bank sneered, "You've overestimated yourself. Your seductive and despicable methods are useless."
"Who are you?"
"Get up here!"
"Who are you?
" "Good that you know. Do you want me to personally drag you out of the river?"
"Aren't you being a bit too nosy? I know you're the future wife of the gang leader, but you don't need to act so arrogantly towards me! The gang leader promised to give him time to study diligently, and then give him another chance to defend himself, but you've already robbed him of his precious time!" "
You've drained his vital energy. Do you think I don't know why you're here?"
"What if he likes me?" "
You seem to have no idea how much you're worth?" "
What? You don't believe me? Humph!"
"Shameless! If the Second Gang Leader hadn't sent you, think about it, what kind of woman are you?"
"Liu Qianqian, I know about your relationship with the man surnamed Shi. You're just appeasing the gang leader."
"Are you coming up or not? If you don't come up, I'll make you walk naked. You seem to have an addiction to being naked."
Li Xiuying was afraid of her. She went ashore, went back to the cave to get her clothes, and left quietly without saying a word.
Liu Shan's face was pale, and he looked as if a part of his body had been removed. He had lost a lot of weight. He had no idea that Li Xiuying was gone. It was better not to see her, lest she haunt him like a demon.
Liu Qianqian entered from outside and saw him sitting there lost in thought. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at you, so lustful and greedy. If I hadn't come quickly, you would have been in serious trouble." "
What are you doing here?"
"To save you!"
"Did you see that Li Xiuying?"
"That vile woman is the one who ruined you like this."
"She fed me some kind of evil pill and then used her body to replenish my vital energy."
"It's alright, I'll save you first."
"How will you save me?"
"Your condition stems from lust and greed, or will you try to get your revenge through lust and greed?"
"I was truly bewitched by the elixir."
"Don't speak, just hold me."
After Liu Qianqian finished speaking, she had already taken off all her clothes and snuggled naked into Liu Shan's arms. Liu Shan held her in his arms, a strange feeling rising in his heart. They had been intimate once before, and their feelings for each other were already intertwined.
Liu Qianqian's entire body was smooth and soft, without a single blemish. Her two plump breasts, in particular, possessed a remarkable elasticity; pressing on them would immediately spring back.
Liu Shan, captivated by her fair and delicate body, felt a surge of desire. He reached out and pulled down her panties, revealing a petal less than two inches long between her full, snow-white thighs, surrounded by dark pubic hair.
He gently lifted one of her white thighs with one hand, and lightly pressed the other against Qianqian's petal. Like a parched land receiving rain, Liu Qianqian convulsed, her starry eyes slightly closed, her teeth clenched, uttering a soft moan that was neither a groan nor a groan, but rather an unbearable, involuntary pleasure that was truly intoxicating.
"Brother, take off your clothes! Oh, I'm so itchy! Oh, no, brother, I can't take it anymore!"
Liu Shan's index finger gently massaged, rubbed, and stirred her rosy, vibrant vulva. How could Liu Qianqian withstand such provocation? Seeing her rapid breathing, she knew Liu Shan was burning with desire, his eyes hazy. She murmured softly, like a bird chirping in spring, and stretched out her jade-like arms to remove Liu Shan's underwear.
Although Liu Shan saw that she was extremely aroused, due to exhaustion, his "weapon" remained limp. She rolled her eyes at Liu Shan, whether it was love or hate, it was impossible to tell. Suddenly, she threw her delicate body over, her two slender, white hands, as white as scallions, grasping the dormant "weapon," swaying and groping it!
Liu Shan looked at her hungry almond eyes, shook his head, indicating helplessness. Coquetry and seduction are all a woman's best skills, but they were somewhat ineffective against Liu Shan, who had just been tormented.
"Ouch, don't let your naughty fingers tickle me so much."
Her desire was already burning intensely from Liu Shan's touch, an unbearable itch that felt like thousands of tiny insects crawling on her, constantly oozing fluid.
Liu Qianqian lowered her head to suck the tip of the sword, but Liu Shan quickly grabbed the sword with both hands, squeezing it between his legs, saying, "No, no, I can't let you do it."
She chuckled at his comical appearance, giving him a resentful glare, but said nothing, and reached down to explore his inner thigh.
Liu Shan couldn't resist Qianqian's exploration, so he spread his legs, revealing the sword. She reached out and grabbed it, bending down and opening her small mouth, using her delicate tongue to lick the glans first. She first licked the glans and the ridge with her tongue, then took it in, sucking and spitting it up and down, making gurgling sounds, then she tossed it left and right, circling it, and even simply spat out the tip, holding it with her three sharp fingers, rubbing it against her pink face.
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Liu Shan, with one hand, caressed her breasts, finding them like a roly-poly toy, smooth and elastic. His other hand reached behind her, tracing her buttocks and touching her vulva. She exhaled a long breath, panting, "If you keep teasing me like this, I won't come anymore! Look!"
Qianqian blushed, her legs clamped together, pointing to her vulva, and continued, "My juices are flowing out so much, dear brother! I feel terrible all over."
He exhaled, and his penis immediately hardened, its tip glistening with drops of white liquid. His face throbbed, veins bulged, and he twitched, like a mad monk.
She quickly grabbed it with her hand, then frowned and exclaimed, "My God! You really got hurt by that woman!"
She lowered her head, her starry eyes slightly closed, and licked away the drop of white liquid from the tip of his penis with the tip of her tongue. She found it salty and astringent, not to her liking. His penis was so cute; her hand trembled as she kept licking the glans and the opening with the tip of her tongue.
He held her neck and thighs, laid her flat in the center of the bed, spread her two pink legs, grabbed the base of his penis, and rubbed it against her opening. With a "squeak!" he inserted it more than halfway in.
"Ah ah!"
Her body convulsed, her two white thighs clamping down as if they couldn't withstand his thrust.
"Does it hurt?" With a "squeak," he straightened his back and inserted it halfway in again.
"No, it doesn't hurt... I just came... I'm so happy, my dear brother... oh my." She panted as she took in the pleasure below.
"If you don't feel pain, I'll start thrusting!"
"Smack! Smack!"
"Okay, good brother, my true husband, start! Oh, I feel so good! Oh, oh, you, my dear brother, I'm in heaven! Ahh, oh!"
"Smack! Smack!"
She was incredibly wanton, her slender waist swaying like a little snake, her full buttocks shaking up and down, left and right, truly shaking the earth.
Liu Shan thrust in and out repeatedly, each time hitting the glans before forcefully pushing in again. He did this for a good sixty or seventy times. In her little flower garden, her juices flowed out like a river bursting its banks, flowing down her buttocks and onto the bed, making a large, wet patch.
Liu Shan said angrily, "You're wet again? Is this the fourth time?"
"Three or three times, hurry up and suck harder," she replied breathlessly.
"Haven't you had your fill yet?"
She hurriedly wrapped her arms around his waist, her whole body twisting and turning, constantly responding and swirling, moaning incessantly!
Liu Shan twisted his waist while using his internal energy to thrust, pump, and grind against her vulva with all his might.
Liu Qianqian twisted her plump buttocks, crying out incessantly, "Dear brother, you're so good! Why do you use such good skills on a slut like me? Oh, my dear husband!"
"I'm going to die in your hands! Oh, hurry up and suck! I'm going to cum again! Dear brother, come on! Dear brother, I'm going to cum! Oh, dear brother, don't move anymore! Hold it! Ah, no, no, don't move anymore! Oh, my god!"
She gasped and panted, her slender waist never stopping, her round, plump buttocks swaying violently. Because of her frantic twisting, she moaned incessantly. If
you weren't paying close attention, you wouldn't be able to hear the two sounds of her moans and groans. This was the second time she had done this with Liu Shan, and she was trembling uncontrollably. Beads of sweat glistened all over her body, a testament to her exertion. Despite her trembling, moaning, and groaning, the opportunity was too good to pass up. Her snow-white body continued to sway and thrust desperately.
"Oh my god!" she cried out again.
"Dear brother, good husband, oh my dear brother, hold that spot, mmm, yes, yes, I'll rub it, don't move, wife, I'm going to heaven, I'm almost going to heaven, dear brother, thrust harder, thrust harder, oh my god!"
Liu Shan thrust relentlessly, a full 120 or 130 times, his sharp attacks still incredibly aggressive. Coupled with her moans and cries, he felt his heart pounding.
Liu Shan felt a cool breeze pass through his body, followed by a wave of tingling pleasure. He realized he needed to gather his qi, but it was too late. His eyes were wide open, his teeth clenched, and his body collapsed like a mountain. Each thrust, pulling back to the tip of his sword before exhaling and forcefully pushing it in, produced a series of squelching sounds.
He quickly grabbed her ample buttocks, groaning, "Dear sister, I'm going to come too. Hold me tighter, bite my shoulder, oh, bite harder, harder, um..."
Liu Shan panted like a bull, his legs thrusting forward, his buttocks pressing down, his whole body convulsing, a tingling sensation running down his spine. His semen, like hail, dripped onto her clitoris.
Liu Qianqian felt a sudden, intense heat in her vagina, and her body trembled. She bit his shoulder desperately, almost drawing blood. She pressed her buttocks against his, refusing to let them separate even a sliver. Her juices flowed like a spring.
The two embraced tightly. He groaned, she moaned, and the moans and groans eventually blended together, indistinguishable from one another. They were both paralyzed, neither willing to move easily, even blinking was difficult. Yet they remained tightly embracing, groaning and moaning, until they drifted off to sleep. A tremor ran through them, as if their
end had come. Silence fell. They held each other tightly, as if they were dead, truly dead.
Soon Liu Qianqian opened her eyes, looking at him with pity, and said, "You can get up and practice your internal energy now."
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XI.
Liu Shan quickly sat up, and according to the Heavenly Gang Heart Method, closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, sat cross-legged, and began the circulation of Qi. When he awoke, he was completely clear-headed, his face glowing,
a stark contrast to his former self. At that moment, he saw Liu Qianqian sitting beside him with a woman in black. This woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, was exceptionally beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth. An indescribable charm emanated from her, captivating all who beheld her, leaving them utterly mesmerized.
Liu Xiaoliu smiled gently and said, "Although you have recovered, your skill is far from sufficient. Defeating the leader of the evil gang will be extremely difficult. I have specially invited Madam Pear Blossom to assist you in strengthening your power."
Lady Pear Blossom fluttered her long eyelashes, revealing a pair of clear, watery eyes. A gentle smile played on her lips. Her smile was captivating, and Liu Shan's heart fluttered.
Liu Qianqian stood up and said, "Please grant him his wish, Madam. I'll go outside the cave to protect you." With that, she quietly went out.
After a moment of silence, Liu Shan asked, "Madam, how can I enhance my power?"
Lady Pear Blossom smiled, her eyebrows sparkling, "Use the Demoness's Yin Technique. When we are joined, you should use the Nine Heavens Divine Power to draw in the energy. This will naturally enhance your power. Come."
She extended her jade-like hand, and Liu Shan removed her robe and underwear. Her jade-like thighs pressed against him. Especially noticeable was the area around her small vulva, covered in black pubic hair. Liu Shan's hands began a provocative massage on her lower abdomen and around her vulva.
The lady lowered her head slightly, noticing Liu Shan's thick, hard, and long sword was already erect, and then placed her cherry lips on his. He also closed his starry eyes slightly and stuck his tongue into her mouth.
The two of them sat side by side, their legs intertwined, kissing and sucking each other's tongues, teasing and rubbing against each other, for what seemed like the time it takes to eat a meal. Seeing that both of them were aroused by lust, Liu Shan took off his long robe and undergarments. His thick, hard, and long sword, with its purple ridges throbbing and its red gleaming brightly, was now exposed.
The lady said with a wanton laugh, "You need to be careful with your actions."
Liu Shan replied, "I know."
Upon hearing this, the lady pressed her entire body against him, kneading him for a while, and said with a wanton laugh, "Can you hold back from ejaculating?"
"I'll try!"
Liu Shan placed one hand on the lady's petals, first using a finger to probe. The lady's lustful fluids flowed out in streams along his hand. So far, Liu Shan had been with three women, and each of these three women evoked different feelings in him.
Liu Qianqian was experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time, and everything seemed inexperienced. Lady Pear Blossom was naturally the most ideal woman; she was beautiful, with soft and tender skin, especially her firm breasts. However, she seemed a bit affected in every way.
Liu Shan used his entire hand to tease her budding flower, making her unable to bear it any longer. She finally said in a trembling, coquettish voice, "Please, please take your hand out quickly, oh, hurry, I'm itchy all over." Her voice was somewhat intermittent.
"Alright,"
he withdrew his wet, slippery fingers, wiped them on the sheets, and asked, "How do we use our techniques?"
"Let's go play on the bed!"
"How do we play?"
Liu Shan embraced her white body, and right there on the bed, he had Lady Pear Blossom raise one leg, grasped his sword with one hand, and inserted it into her scabbard.
With a soft "plop, "
because Lady Pear Blossom was overflowing with lustful fluids, the sword went in without any difficulty, inserting three-fifths of it in a single "plop."
The lady whimpered, "Good brother, this way of playing is so uncomfortable!"
Liu Shan didn't agree. He held up one of her raised legs with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist, thrusting hard. Gradually, the lady wrapped her arms around his buttocks, her body swaying like sugar, responding to his thrusts.
Liu Shan used his Nine Heavens Divine Technique, thrusting deeply and shallowly, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, making the lady moan incessantly.
Suddenly, the lady's body trembled, her teeth clenched, as if she was about to ejaculate. She gasped for breath, "Oh dear brother, this is making me feel so uncomfortable all over! Oh no, my dear brother, I want to ejaculate!" Before the second word "ejaculate" was finished, the lady's body jerked, her arms wrapped around Liu Shan even tighter, her head resting on his shoulder. She really ejaculated! Waves of fluid, like white soy milk, rushed over.
"So fast!" He chuckled.
The lady said weakly, half shyly, "Then let's lie down and talk about it later!"
Liu Shan nodded in agreement. Liu Shan picked up his wife and gently placed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her and began to tease and penetrate her, sometimes pressing against her clitoris and slowly grinding against it.
Lying on the bed, she experienced another climax from his thrusting, feeling as if her bones were melting and her muscles were supple. She cried out in a soft, wanton voice, "My dear brother, oh, oh, so good! Oh, dear brother, I'm going to die of pleasure!"
His wife, with her eyes slightly closed, glanced at him and hummed, "Dear brother, you have to work harder! Oh, oh, I'm so close to death! You're so good at grinding against my clitoris!" As she spoke, her lower abdomen swelled, and she released another stream of vaginal fluid. This time it was more abundant and stickier than before.
Liu Shan thrust forcefully, the sounds of splashing and splattering filling the air. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed towards his penis, rushing towards his lower abdomen.
His wife moaned softly, but the flow of fluid did not diminish her movements. She let him grab her breasts, twisting them forcefully. Her large buttocks lifted slightly off the bed, swaying violently, letting out soft moans!
Liu Shan mustered all his strength, channeling his power into his penis, thrusting in hard! Provoking! The lady swayed, her hands tightly gripping his buttocks as if afraid he would leave. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her fragrant hair was slightly disheveled. Guiding yin to yang, deep thrusts, gentle withdrawals, grinding against her clitoris, slowly drawing in his breath and abdomen, absorbing the lady's lustful fluids!
Then she began to moan and groan again! "I...I've already leaked fluid two or three times...I can't take it...I...faster...push it in...harder...it's so good...push...I'm going to leak...leave...mmm...good..."
Her whole body was covered in goosebumps, trembling uncontrollably, moaning and shivering! Trembling!
Liu Shan straightened his penis as much as possible, inserting it to the bottom of the lady's flower core, holding her body tightly, and sucking on her tongue. She squinted, savoring the momentary pleasure. She couldn't describe the taste of this joy, but she could definitely enjoy it.
After a while, she finally gasped and moaned, "My dear brother, hurry up and work harder, don't waste this good opportunity!"
He pressed the tip of his sword against her clitoris, slowly grinding it, sucking and licking like a child nursing, drawing in her vital energy.
After giving him a sweet kiss, the lady said softly, "Dear brother, come on! Let's do it together!" After saying that, the lady launched the first attack, her round, plump buttocks beginning to sway again.
Liu Shan finished gathering his energy, and seeing the lady start swaying her buttocks again, he also started swaying without any hesitation.
"Hey, dear brother, don't talk too much, um..."
"Does it hurt?"
"No, no, it doesn't hurt, just be rougher, hey, dear brother," the lady said intermittently, clinging tightly to his waist.
"You're so good." He also began to exert force.
"Oh my dear brother, you're amazing! I can't take it anymore! Oh my, you're such a good brother! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"
"You cum! You cum!" Liu Shan quickly held his breath, raised his head and pulled in his stomach, not daring to make another sound, otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain and
he would be unable to stop. This time, the lady's vaginal fluid was particularly thin, but the pleasure she received was greater than before! Looking at her ecstatic appearance, it was truly indescribable. In this round, the lady came four more times, while he didn't come even once.
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XII.
Putuo, also known as Luojia, is located overseas in eastern Zhejiang. It is shrouded in mist and has a secluded and beautiful landscape.
Putuo Mountain Chronicle: During the reign of Zhu Sang in the Five Dynasties period, there was a Master Hui'e who requested a bronze statue from Wutai Mountain to return to Tokyo. However, the boat was stuck and could not leave, so he began to open the mountain.
There are 380 temples on Mount Putuo and Jinshan. The most celebrated by the monks is the sacred site of Guanyin Bodhisattva. The area boasts countless strange rocks and spiritual cliffs, with four ancient caves being the most famous: Fenyin Cave, Gufo Cave, Chaoyin Cave, and Guanyin Cave.
The weather was clear that day. Liu Shan arrived late in the late afternoon, and by the time he reached the vicinity of Fayu Temple, it was past dusk, and darkness had fallen. He saw dozens of people waiting on a flat stone platform beside a bamboo grove. This was a grand sword-fighting event, but only the five major sects had been invited, and their attendance was mandatory. The other secondary sects were unlikely to be able to attend.
This flat stone platform was at least several tens of feet in circumference, facing the sea to the west, where crashing waves resembled galloping horses. On both sides were sheer cliffs, at least a hundred feet high, with only a small path leading elsewhere on one side. There were
some seats at the edge of the arena, and those who arrived early were offered tea and refreshments. Liu Shan noticed that all five major sects had members present, but each looked worried. In other words, no sect leaders, including Liu Shan, were present. Among these people, Liu Shan was only familiar with Zhao Fei, a disciple of Yipianyun, because Zhao Fei had stayed at the Gao family's residence during his business trip to the Central Plains last year. They had become acquainted after spending half a month together.
Now, seeing each other again, they were exceptionally warm: "Brother Zhao, how long have you been here?" "
I arrived around Shenshi (3-5 PM)."
"Brother Zhao, to be honest, I still don't know much about this grand gathering at Mount Putuo. What exactly is it?"
"Brother, don't laugh, I don't know much more than you, but I do know that this is a revenge and debt collection gathering."
"Revenge? Who's seeking revenge? Who's collecting debts?"
Zhao Fei whispered, "It's said that the Heavenly Demon Gang is seeking revenge from the leaders of the five major sects."
Liu Shan exclaimed in shock, "The leaders of these five major sects are known for their intense hatred of evil; those they kill must be notorious criminals, utterly heinous."
"Brother, according to my master before he left, the previous leader of the Heavenly Demon Gang was named Gong Tiancheng. He was a second-rate figure in the martial arts world. He was discovered by the leaders of the five major sects for molesting women and they chased him all the way to Mount Putuo. Gong Tiancheng happened to discover a large amount of gold and silver treasures that the Japanese pirates had looted here, as well as six martial arts manuals. Some of the five sect leaders wanted to kill him, while others suggested that his crimes were not punishable by death and should be dealt with by punishment. Your grandfather was the one who held this suggestion. So the five sect leaders divided his manuals, one for each of them, and left one for Gong Tiancheng. In addition, they forcibly tied him to Wu Cai, the ugliest woman in the martial arts world."
"Is that so? That's really unfair!"
Zhao Fei said. "Over the years, the five sect leaders have also felt that punishing Gong Tiancheng in this way was unfair, and the most inappropriate thing was sharing the secret manuals he obtained. As for making him marry Sanshou Wuyan, that's a beautiful story, because Wu Cai was very willing."
Liu Shan said, "I really didn't expect there was such a strange thing back then."
Zhao Fei said, "Because Gong Tiancheng was quite ugly, his two sons with Wu Cai were practically monsters. Because they were so self-deprecating, all their subordinates and servants had to be ugly. At the same time, they also believed that people could concentrate on practicing martial arts without distraction. They didn't forget the great humiliation of the previous generation, and used their vast wealth to run various businesses. Over the years, they made a lot of money, so they began their revenge plan."
"Did they bribe the five major sects with their secret techniques?"
"They thought these martial arts techniques originally belonged to their previous generation, but the five major sects only plundered and divided five-sixths of them. They felt it was justified for them to retrieve them by any means necessary."
"They stole from our sect; how will they attack yours?"
"They sent infiltrators who learned seven or eight tenths of my master's martial arts."
"I understand. Back then, of the six secret manuals, each of the five major sects obtained one, and Gong Tiancheng also had one. But because Gong's descendants stole back seven or eight tenths of the martial arts elites from the five major sects, and the five sects were unaware of each other's skills, they have a sure win in this sword-fighting tournament."
"Indeed, and the leaders of the five major sects have already failed; it's rumored they've arrived at this mountain."
Just then, the faint sound of music drifted from the path. Soon, a group of musicians led the way, about twenty people approaching. The two leading figures were both under thirty; the older one walked with a limp, ugly man with a bun hairstyle, and the other was clearly his younger brother. Following these five were some splendidly dressed ugly men. Finally, two sedan chairs followed slowly.
Upon reaching the stone platform, the leader, also known as the gang leader, publicly announced the crimes of the five major sects. He then announced the start of the assembly and called for his deputy gang leader's younger brother, Gong Buwang, to appear. Another man waved his hand and said, "Guest Number Two."
A masked man in a black robe stepped forward, clasping his hands in a fist salute. Gong Buwang acted as if he hadn't seen him, and before the two had even properly opened their gates, they were locked in combat. By the time Liu Shan and Zhao Fei vaguely recognized the masked man in the black robe as Yu Liaohen, only twenty-five or twenty-six moves had passed before Gong Buwang had kicked him to his seat.
Someone tried to check on him, but the injured man shouted to stop them. It was indeed Yu Liaohen, the "Club-Wielding Thunder," whose voice, though wounded, still boomed like thunder.
Deputy gang leader Gong Buwang then called for "Guest Number Four," and another man in a black robe stepped forward. After only nineteen moves, he was smashed out of the arena by a single palm strike. These defeated men wouldn't allow anyone to approach and immediately sat down to meditate and heal their wounds.
Then came number five. Because this man was rather fat, it was recognized as Liu Chaozong before he even made fifteen moves. He was hit three times on the seventeenth move and immediately vomited blood. From one of the sedan chairs, someone cried out, "Father, spit out all the blood!"
This was clearly Liu Qianqian's accent. Liu Shan was unmoved, thinking, "Even if you recognize a thief as your father, you still couldn't save your father's life."
Number three also didn't exceed twenty-five moves. When number one appeared, Liu Shan guessed it must be his master, Gao Jin, and was about to stop him, but was waved away by the masked man. Gao Jin, worthy of being the head of the five major sects, endured a full forty moves before being struck by a palm.
Liu Shan leaped to Gao Jin's side and asked, "Are you badly injured?"
"Don't worry about me." "
The next generation should bear the consequences of the previous one's actions. Gong Buwang, our five major sects admit that the previous generation's handling of your father's past mistakes was inappropriate. Therefore, we voluntarily admit our errors and settle the score. Please don't let innocent descendants be implicated." Gong
Buwang said, "Don't be naive. Anyone who comes here today will not leave this island."
Liu Shan thought that while the previous generation's handling of the situation was indeed inappropriate, the evil gang's behavior was despicable. Since things couldn't be resolved peacefully today, he signaled Zhao Fei and the rest of his disciples to be on guard, and then lunged at Gong Buwang.
He didn't know how much progress he had made in his arduous studies, but upon contact with Gong Buwang, he understood the intention behind Liu Qianqian's gift of the purse. He firmly believed that without diligently studying the five unique skills and with Madam Pear Blossom secretly helping him improve his skills, he would never have been able to withstand twenty-five moves from the opponent. Gong Buwang
hadn't expected Liu Shan to possess such skill. His footsteps sent stone dust flying, leaving footprints. Under the sea of lights, their every move was obscured. In an instant, they unleashed seven fingers, three fists, six kicks, and five palm strikes, their bones cracking with each strike. Yet, Gong Buwang effortlessly parried.
He knew this wasn't just a matter of his own life or death; it was a matter of survival for the entire martial arts world. Just then, he saw a young woman emerge from a sedan chair—the alluring yet lewd Li Xiuying. He understood; at that moment, he understood everything.
Just then, Li Xiuying addressed the crowd, "Buwang, I hope you can defeat this brat within seventy moves."
This woman was Gong Buwang's wife, who had falsely claimed her family's ruin and sought out Liu Shan to drain his vital essence, merely to distract him and prevent him from focusing on his studies. Why didn't she seize the opportunity to kill Liu Shan? Because Gong Buwang forbade them from doing so; he was a young man less inclined to take extreme measures.
Seventy moves were nearly complete. He felt palm strikes all around him; even the slightest opening would result in several heavy blows. His gaze was cold and sharp, like two icy pools. He absolutely could not lose, even if he turned into mincemeat, he would never regret it.
Eighty moves had passed, and apart from the sound of the tide and the whooshing of the sea of lights, everyone in the arena seemed to have stopped breathing. They were all soaked in sweat, not a single hair was dry. Two loud thuds—he was kicked and punched, sweat stinging his eyes, then swept away by a leg sweep. But unless he collapsed, he wouldn't give in.
He had to keep his eyes open, because he was too exhausted; the mental and physical exertion from these hundred or so moves tonight exceeded the physical strength he'd used in his entire life. Three quick, sharp swipes of palms swept past, tearing his clothes in three places, fluttering in the wind.
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Thirteen,
Zhao Fei's palms were sweating. He was tense, bewildered, even disbelieving the reality before him. Even the five sect leaders couldn't do it—could this kid possess some kind of evil magic?
Now Liu Shan was knocked to the ground, rolling three or four steps away. Everyone thought he might not be able to get up, even Gong Buwang thought so. So when he leaped forward, he was a little careless, kicking Liu Shan in the buttocks. Little did he know, what he was merely avenging the previous generation was a weighty responsibility for the survival of the martial arts world for Liu Shan. Gathering his remaining strength, he slightly raised his legs, let out a sharp cry, and twisted his body with all his might. It was an absolute surprise; with a crack, Gong Buwang fell to the ground, rolling and letting out a mournful howl like a gibbon's cry.
This outcome was completely unexpected by Gong Buqu and Li Xiuying. The five sect leaders, who were injured and recuperating on the ground, were already moved to tears. As Gong Buqu leaped into the arena to attack Liu Shan, someone in another sedan chair said, "Chief, don't forget, honor is paramount."
Gong Buqu stopped. By then, Liu Shan had already swayed to his feet, and Gong Buqu had already patted several of his brother's acupoints before going to the side to heal his wounds. At this moment, Zhao Fei approached and said, "Brother, quickly sit down and take this opportunity to regulate your breathing. Our lives are all in your hands."
Liu Shan thought it made sense. Gong Buqu was busy treating his brother's broken leg and saving his life, so he didn't have time to deal with him. This time was too precious. However, at this moment, his subordinates surrounded him, seemingly wanting to take advantage of his predicament, but Gong Buqu repelled them. At this time, Li Xiuying was wailing beside Gong Buqu.
This move made the leaders of the five major sects secretly admire him, but they couldn't help but feel ashamed. The previous generation had indeed done something not very honorable. The son should pay for the father's sins, and it wasn't wrong for the Gong family's descendants to avenge the previous generation.
About half an hour later, Gong Buqu left his brother's side and walked into the center of the arena. Liu Shan also stood up. Gong Buqu chuckled coldly and said, "I didn't expect that after a few months of hard training, you would have surpassed the sect leader's achievements of decades."
Liu Shan coldly replied, "If it weren't for your sister-in-law disguising herself as a woman whose family was destroyed to interfere and drain my vital energy, I would have been even more confident with only a month of hard training. Even so, I am not angry." "
You should believe that it wasn't her intention."
"I believe you, but I have one question: why did you steal someone else's love?"
Gong Buqu coldly replied, "Liu Qianqian willingly married me, and I swore an oath to marry the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world with my younger brother to change the Gong family's shame. Now it seems that Liu Qianqian truly loves you, and she even revealed a portion of our sect's martial arts essence to you. Yet I do not blame her; on the contrary, I think this woman is remarkable."
At this moment, Gao Jin said, "Chief Gong, regarding the events of the previous generation, we know that your father was in the wrong first, and we, the previous generation, were lacking in integrity. If your battle can be canceled, our sect leaders are willing to each lose an arm to settle this long-standing feud."
Gong Buqu He said coldly, "My father died with resentment, and before he died, he instructed that justice must be served. I have already made an exception and given you many opportunities. If it were up to my younger brother, I would probably have already defeated all five major sects one by one without leaving a trace."
Clearly, this was an unavoidable battle. When the two faced each other, Gong Buqu said, "Liu Shan, you used up a lot of your internal energy when you fought my younger brother, but I also used up a lot of my true energy to heal my younger brother. It should be fair and I should not suffer a loss."
Liu Shan said, "Even if I suffer a loss, it doesn't matter."
He revealed the Phoenix Feather and Unicorn Horn Brush. The tip of this brush was like a unicorn horn, and the handle was like a phoenix feather. It was made of wind-polished copper. Gong Buqu used it to strike acupoints. Both of their weapons were for striking acupoints.
The weapons clashed, creating a deafening roar that drowned out the crashing waves. As soon as Liu Shan finished his dagger-pen attack, Gong Buqu swiftly forced him back five steps. Everyone in the arena seemed to hold their breath, afraid to even blink, for the movement was too fast; victory or defeat could be decided in a mere instant.
Pen and toe met head-on, sparks flying. Liu Shan felt Gong Buqu's skill was more than ten percent superior, and soon found himself in a fierce battle, his stamina greatly depleted. Sometimes he could only sweep his brush with his eyes closed. One hundred and fifty moves had passed; his clothes were torn in several places, blood seeping from his undergarments, and a chunk of skin and flesh had been scraped off his leg by an acupuncture point. However, when he saw the five sect leaders on the sidelines, as well as Zhao Fei and others, he knew the weight of his responsibility was immense.
He strained his inner strength, supporting his potential, his entire body trembling, every joint aching and numb.
Sometimes his legs even felt like they were about to cramp, as if they weren't his own. He began to believe that the consequences of continuing to fight like this were inevitable.
He remembered his master saying that all's fair in war, especially for a sacred goal.
The Gong family had lost the secret manual, but the manual itself wasn't martial arts. Martial arts required a master to painstakingly study the profound text in the manual to make it usable. Like the five major sects, all of them had obtained the same manual in the previous generation, but their achievements differed greatly due to differences in their comprehension and dedication to learning. Therefore, the Gong family's method of stealing and bribing to regain their martial arts was also dishonest.
Based on this, he changed his fighting style. Due to the dire situation inside the arena, gasps of alarm rang out from outside. Liu Shan was already showing signs of weakness. He had just been kicked twice, one knee on the ground, and a sharp stab came, causing him to roll rapidly on the ground. But before he could get up, a sharp whistling sound arrived, and a strand of Liu Shan's hair was ripped off.
The five sect leaders were on the verge of collapse. Liu Shan slowed his movements slightly, then a lightning-fast strike pierced through his shoulder with a hiss. He leaned back, using his Iron Plate Technique to brace himself with one hand on the ground, like a golden carp leaping across water, shooting towards Gong Buqu, foot first, head second.
Gong Buqu had never expected that a man covered in wounds, with a hole in his shoulder, could still deliver such an attack. He couldn't dodge in time; although he avoided a fatal blow, he was still struck in the abdomen and thrown a good ten feet away.
This sudden turn of events seemed to give the five sect leaders a breath of fresh air, and they even felt a pang of shame. They couldn't help but think about how much they could have accomplished if they had devoted themselves to studying this secret manual for twenty years.
Both men got up and staggered closer. At this moment, Liu Qianqian said, "You two are evenly matched, each shining in your own right. You can stop now. The martial arts world needs talents like you to maintain its order. Please, for my sake..."
But the two men couldn't bring themselves to stop. A few others were unwilling to accept an even match. Amidst the deafening roar of the pen and the guillotine, they both unleashed their last breath. With a loud bang, the pen and the guillotine were both knocked out of their hands, their tiger's mouths split open. But they came back together, neither dodging nor evading. One was hit by a punch, the other by a palm strike, and both men staggered and fell to the ground.
The men below were about to attack again, but Liu Qianqian stopped them. Li Xiuying cursed Liu Qianqian for being a traitor and pounced on her, but was knocked back before she could even take ten moves. She said, "You'd better go take care of your husband! Stop flaunting your charms everywhere."
Because the five sect leaders were treating Liu Shan and Gong Buqu's serious injuries, and Gao Jin was also resuscitating the unstable Gong Buwang, Gong Buqu, upon waking and seeing this, finally announced in public that the past grievances were wiped clean.
However, the five sect leaders, determined to keep their word, immediately severed one of their own arms, forcing the Gong family to submit. Everyone makes mistakes, but one should not exaggerate the mistakes of others while forgiving one's own.
When Gong Buqu and Liu Shan shook hands and exchanged words of admiration, Gong Buqu quietly said, "I know Qianqian doesn't like this ugly monster. She only did it to save you and the five sects. We are absolutely innocent, and I solemnly declare that I'm giving up..." A
radiant friendship shone on their pale faces.

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