Sword Manual Spring Heart

Shangguan Langxuan had studied martial arts for many years, possessing exceptional talent and diligence. She had always been a proponent of the last theory, believing that the so-called martial arts manuals were like the embellishments of literary sages—merely added by later generations or those in power. True knowledge and martial arts couldn't come from childish and laughable myths. If they were truly so magical, what would be the point of exams? What would be the point of martial arts competitions? Everyone could just compare how many books they had recently read and what martial arts manuals they had learned.

But at this moment, the magnificent, overwhelming, and dome-piercing solar sword energy completely shattered her understanding. How could a human being of flesh and blood create such divine power? Even the Four Seasons Sword Technique, when practiced to its peak, would never be so earth-shattering. She then wondered if Sikong Huangquan and Fantianqing also possessed such power? Then what was the point of learning martial arts and forming an alliance? The martial arts saints could crush them with a flick of their wrists.

The three were of similar skill level. Although Shangguan Langxuan's resolve wavered, Wang Xingchan remained unyielding. He pressed his domineering handprint onto the demon statue's left foot, roaring as a torrent of boundless energy erupted forth. Ye Chen, having experienced avalanches and chaotic illusions, finally managed to create a massive crack in the demon statue's already corroded left foot amidst thunderous roars.

Yet, the demon statue remained standing, as the Sun Sword Qi descended.

Unlike the profound mystery of the Yin-Yang Dao, where contradictions such as Yin and Yang, positive and negative, beauty and ugliness, black and white merge to form chaos, the sun is the highest, most intense, and most righteous entity in the world. It can give birth to all things and also destroy all things; it is a pure and unadulterated symbol of energy. Of course, the Sun Sword Manual is ultimately a martial art that simulates this divine power, capturing only one in a billion of its essence. Even so, it is already capable of shattering the void and annihilating all living beings.

Ye Chen felt a blinding white light all around him, his entire body burning intensely, as if even his soul was on fire. The sword energy pierced his body, rendering him immobile, and blood gushed out. Moreover, the sword energy was relentless, showing no signs of weakening. Seeing that there was no other way but to await death, he watched as Yuan Fei, Ji Liuyun, and the Wang family disciples screamed in agony from the intense heat, while Shangguan Langxuan and Wang Xingchan struggled to hold on, bleeding from their seven orifices.

The Heaven-Shattering Thunder Palm technique was no longer able to knock down the demonic statue, but it still managed to unleash two more palm strikes, sending the immobile Shangguan Langxuan and Wang Xingchan flying towards the Golden Blade Envoy and other members of the Benxin Sect.

Both were exceptional talents of their time, with no time for gratitude or thanks. They knew the demonic statue couldn't harm their own members of the Benxin Sect behind it. If they could defeat the chanting incantations, Ye Chen and the others might still have a chance of survival. Although Wang Xingchan's internal organs were burning and he only had 30-40% of his power, he was still like a tiger among sheep. The ordinary followers were beaten like paper, their bones broken, until the Golden Blade Envoy wielding a horse-slaying saber finally arrived and stopped the attack.

Shangguan Langxuan turned her head and looked around. Her place was cold and dark. The entire area from the front of the demonic statue to the valley entrance was shrouded in the light of the Sun God Sword. Everyone appeared normal, but they were all under a spell, unable to move an inch, only howling and struggling in place. She was anxious and used her flute as a sword, hoping to kill the remaining three envoys and perhaps dispel the sword energy.

"Don't waste your energy. Killing us will only increase the power of the Sun God Sword." The Green Wood Envoy laughed strangely, and his peach wood sword actually cut off the tassel of the jade flute.

Shangguan Langxuan steadied herself and solemnly countered the attacks. "Then let's throw you all into the sword light and see if it amplifies the power." Mu Lanting, who was idle on the upper level, was about to go talk to Tie Xiaohui behind her when Bai Donghuang suddenly said, "The Luowo demon statue is acting strangely; the sword energy is incredibly powerful." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped off the platform and swooped down. Mu Lanting looked down and could only see the outline of the demon statue in the misty fog. A moment later, the sword energy soared into the sky. Fearing for Ye Chen's safety, she also plunged into the valley without hesitation.

Yan Qingzhu and Guan Xiu were also shocked by this strange sight, but unfortunately, their skills were insufficient, so they could only take a detour.

Just as they reached the mountainside, they saw Bai Donghuang fighting with a young man who had just rushed out of the valley. Meanwhile, the Sun God Sword, which only a Martial Saint could comprehend, erupted within the valley, engulfing most of the Benxin Sect. The fate of Ye Chen and the others was unknown.

Mu Lanting was also deeply shocked by the divine sword, but she was more concerned about Ye Chen's life and death. She didn't rush into the fray like a lovestruck girl, knowing that would only lead to her own death. Forcing herself to calm down and observe carefully, she used her extraordinary lightness skill—the same skill she used to dodge avalanches—to float to the demon statue's shoulder. The top-down angle made observation easier, and she struck out with a sharp palm, shattering the stone sword—far more severely corroded and brittle than the one on the left foot!

The stone sword shattered on the ground, leaving the Benxin Sect members dumbfounded. The Qingmu Envoy's left arm was pierced by the jade flute, but he seemed oblivious, focused only on the demon statue. Shangguan Langxuan, unable to press her advantage, also stopped to observe.

The blazing sword energy seemed to vortex, swirling back and forming a small, sun-shaped ball of light, spinning endlessly and hovering in mid-air.

Ye Chen felt as if he could breathe fire even when he opened his mouth, suffering excruciating pain. Yuan Fei and the others collapsed to the ground, their injuries even more severe.

"Can you still stand?" Wang Xingchan asked, helping Ye Chen up.

Ye Chen forced a smile and said, "Fortunately, this sword energy was just a single sword energy, not unleashed by the Martial Saint himself, otherwise I would have died long ago."

Wang Xingchan said, "We were just wasting our time having you save our lives; we weren't really of any help. It's all thanks to that girl upstairs."

Shangguan Langxuan was extremely grateful for his palm strike earlier. Although she couldn't help him, she took out the best cooling medicine for Ye Chen to take.

Ignoring his severe injuries, Ji Liuyun stared intently at the sphere of light, his voice hoarse and trembling, "This...this is...the Sun Sword Pill!"

Ye Chen asked in surprise, "Was that sword energy emitted by this thing?" "I heard my fourth brother mention it. The Sun Sword Manual is the righteous path of heaven, the supreme flame of the universe. The reason it was lost is because hundreds of years ago, a Martial Saint sealed the manual, sword intent, and sword energy all within a single sword pill. Whoever...whoever obtains it will have the chance to shatter the void..." By the end, Ji Liuyun was so excited that he was incoherent, aggravating his internal injuries, and he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Langxuan's blood surged, her face flushed, and even with her profound cultivation, she couldn't hide her slight trembling. It wasn't out of shyness; if this glowing sword pill could make someone a Martial Saint, wouldn't obtaining it also allow one to unleash invincible sword energy like that?

Ye Chen didn't seem to have any particular feeling. Wang Xingchan said calmly, "This thing seems difficult to collect." His words had a double meaning. Before Shangguan Langxuan could reply, Murong Jiaye, who had been hiding on the periphery, soared into

the sky, heading straight for the Sun Sword Pill. Bai Donghuang's expression was solemn. The laziness and drowsiness that had always been on his face vanished. His index and middle fingers snapped out, causing the air to vibrate. The Meteor Ice Divine Sword thrust upwards, its sword energy so sharp it seemed capable of piercing through metal and stone. "Two years ago at the Gathering of Heroes, even Yan Lingxuan with the Fire Phoenix Divine Whip was no match for me. You are even less capable. You are truly overestimating yourself." Murong Jiaye was unaffected by the Sun Divine Sword's energy. He was full of energy and now displayed martial arts skills no less than Wang Xingchan's. He was in mid-air as if riding the wind and waves. He turned around and struck with his palm. The vast and magnificent innate palm force instantly shattered the Meteor Ice Sword energy.

The second palm strike unleashed a torrent of innate righteous energy, twisting and condensing into a Tai Chi symbol, flickering and radiating with immense vitality and the power to nurture all things, pressing down relentlessly.

This move, while not comparable to the Sun God Sword, appeared no less formidable than the Thousand Autumns Handprint.

Bai Donghuang also displayed the genius of the Divine Martial Hall, crossing his arms and manipulating his ten fingers to crisscross and divide the sword energy, the central point radiating brilliant light as it fiercely and sharply pierced towards the innate Tai Chi force.

The two attacks clashed, and Bai Donghuang, ultimately outmatched in skill, was blasted back to the ground. Murong Jiaye, however, had exhausted his energy and could only retreat to make further plans. Coming from a powerful sect, he vaguely knew that this sword pellet was incredibly valuable. He secretly mustered his strength, determined to kill Bai Donghuang within twenty moves. With the remaining people severely injured, no one would be his match. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited, thinking to himself: "The sect leader once said that I have been blessed by the heavens throughout my life, and my great fortune has led to a series of extraordinary encounters. It seems that this earth-shattering sword energy will also become my possession. It is not impossible that I will challenge Ning Wuji's Taiyi Xuanhuang Scripture with it one day."

"My cousin is using the Tianyuan Linglong Dao of your Tianyuan Sect, right? I didn't expect it could be combined with the invisible sword energy. It's truly amazing." Shangguan Langxuan calmed her greed. Reason and reason, as well as her physical injuries, did not allow her to compete for the Sun Sword Pill, which was countless times more precious than the Three Fires Returning to Origin Sword Scripture. At this moment, she saw that Murong Jiaye was indeed worthy of his reputation, but Bai Donghuang's ultimate skill was also an eye-opener.

Ye Chen said, "This Murong Jiaye acts opportunistically and flawlessly, and his palm techniques are profound. He's truly a formidable opponent. I'm afraid Senior Brother Bai won't be able to stop him."

On the demon statue, Mu Lanting was relieved to see Ye Chen unharmed. Their eyes met, and they understood each other without words. She then noticed a fist-sized ball of light not far away, which seemed to reflect the principles of sword energy that could slay immortals and gods, and was invincible.

The more she looked at it, the more engrossed she became, and Mu Lanting couldn't help but reach out to reach for it.

Ye Chen hurriedly asked, "Brother Liuyun, is this Sun Sword Pill dangerous?" Ji Liuyun, perhaps due to severe injuries, seemed slightly mentally unstable, and blankly replied, "Obtaining it will shatter the void, and obtaining it will grant me the 'Sun Sword Manual'."

"Ji Liuguang, as the contemporary Sword Saint and widely recognized as the number one swordsman among the Seven Heroes of Jiangshan, shouldn't be mistaken," Shangguan Langxuan secretly calculated. She might as well let Mu Lanting test the waters first. If Mu Lanting truly couldn't obtain it, perhaps she would still have a chance. If she could successfully obtain it, she would do her utmost to become Mu Lanting's close friend, perhaps even sworn sisters, for the future benefits would be endless.

Murong Jiaye was well-versed in the essence of acting according to circumstances, and Shangguan Langxuan was no less so.

Ye Chen turned his head and said, "That's my wife, Brother Wang, please go up and look after her." "What did you say?" Shangguan Langxuan was shocked.

Wang Xingchan was stunned, and after a long while said, "We are complete strangers, even enemies. You saved my life, so it's no problem for me to protect Mu Lanting's safety. But the 'Sun Sword Manual' is a rare treasure, a priceless gem, and I have no reason to let it go."

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I not only ask you to protect Mu Lanting's safety, but I also want you to help her retrieve the Sun Sword Pill."

A Wang family member with deeper skills struggled to his feet and said, "The Wang family suffered this time, and we are grateful for your Tianyuan Sect's rescue, but you can't take advantage of our kindness." Ye Chen said solemnly, "It's not about taking advantage of kindness; I'm asking a friend for help." Shangguan

Langxuan was inwardly unconvinced. The Sun Sword Manual represented power, and it's common for people to turn their backs on their relatives in the face of power. Moreover, their relationship was so strained that they hadn't even exchanged many words, and calling them friends was a stretch. At the same time, she felt a chill. This Ye Chen didn't ask for a closer relationship with her, but instead asked Wang Xingchan to protect his lover... Could this kid possibly have the ability to see through people's hearts?

Wang Xingchan was even more astonished. He wasn't a naive, hot-blooded young man; on the contrary, he had been navigating this treacherous world for nine years, and had lived for twenty-two years in powerful families rife with power struggles and complex relationships between brothers and uncles. Yet, Ye Chen's words now evoked an extremely strange feeling.

Meanwhile, Murong Jiaye's palm techniques were vast and powerful, like an abyss or a mountain, giving off an aura of unyielding righteousness. But Bai Donghuang, though weakened, was inexhaustible, always managing to turn danger into safety in moments of crisis.

"Tian Yuan Ling Long Dao" was created by the founder of Tian Yuan Sect. It ranks first among the eighty-one unique skills. The attack only has one move. Its essence lies in the precise control of internal energy and the understanding of the central point. It contains nineteen kinds of energy, which cover heaven, earth, yin, yang, wind, thunder, water, fire, metal, stone, silk, bamboo, bird, beast, cloud, rain, human, god and ghost. Some are dignified and upright, while others are unorthodox and strange. Finally, the energy is combined into the Tian Yuan point, which is skillful and unpretentious. It leaves no back moves and is invincible. Bai Donghuang is a beginner and his skill is far inferior to Nie Qianque and his master Zeng Henshui. Otherwise, he would not have been attacked more and more by Murong Jiaye.

"Ordinary people praise the Tianyuan Divine Martial Hall as a treasure, but in reality, within our Xiantian Taiji Sect, it's at best a mid-tier position. If Nie Qianque were here today, I might have some reservations, but you, Bai Donghuang, are far from it." Murong Jiaye's palm held a ball of innate true energy, neither righteous nor evil, equivalent to the Dao's principle of impartiality and equality of all things. Essentially purer than the Sun God Sword, it was impervious to both the Meteor Ice God Sword and the Tianyuan Linglong Dao.

"You talk too much." Bai Donghuang appeared lazy and indifferent, but in reality, he had long harbored feelings for his childhood sweetheart, senior sister Yan Lingxuan; otherwise, he wouldn't have rashly drawn his sword today to avenge his unrequited love.

Fists flew and legs alternated between the two, seemingly evenly matched for the time being. However, the other disciples of the Taiji Sect's Liehuang Hall were also unharmed, and the twelve of them drew their swords together, preparing to form some kind of formation.

Ignoring the fierce battle below, Mu Lanting's delicate hand touched the glowing sword pellet. The touch was similar to the warm, smooth metal gall an old man might play with, but it allowed her to more clearly sense the invincible, domineering sword energy. Furthermore, an image appeared in her mind: a beautiful, ethereal female immortal in a yellow robe, with a blazing sun hanging behind her, its sunlight cascading like a waterfall. Sensing the divine sword in the immortal's hand, she felt a radiant glow rise within it. With a casual swing, the sword could obliterate all living beings and shatter the void.

"So this fairy-like girl is a Martial Saint," Mu Lanting murmured, captivated by the woman's unparalleled beauty. She was momentarily mesmerized, much like when Ye Chen received the Chaotic Yin-Yang Dao. Countless complex sword trajectories, the blazing sun sword intent, the scorching flames, and even the beautiful Martial Saint's personal insights into the sword manual—all were etched into her mind.

For over a hundred years, the followers of the Benxin Sect have fervently protected the Luowo God Statue, attempting to unravel the secrets of the "Sun Sword Manual," daring not to damage it in the slightest. Even a martial arts genius like their patriarch could only sacrifice followers to release sword energy and comprehend a sword manual. Today, having witnessed its inner workings, their hearts are pounding.

The Earth Envoy, along with two other highly skilled elders, desperately climbed onto the demon statue, their eyes frantically reaching for the Sun Sword Pill.

"Get down."

Wang Xingchan blocked their way. He was no longer able to unleash the domineering Thousand Autumns Great Handprint, so he used the "Sovereign Capture Hand," a hidden and skillful technique from the "Thousand Autumns Rise and Fall Manual," which was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a thunderbolt, knocking the three of them back to the ground.

"As expected, it's still you and me vying for this treasure, Brother Wang." Murong Jiaye arrived gracefully, crossing the void with the wind.

Bai Donghuang had already had his acupoints sealed by innate true energy and collapsed to the ground.

Shangguan Langxuan, whose injuries were slightly less severe, went to her aid, but facing the Wind and Cloud Sword Formation of twelve disciples of the Fierce Emperor Palace single-handedly, her situation was extremely dire.

Wang Xingchan slowly said, "I don't want the sword manual; it belongs to Mu Lanting." "You!" Murong Jiaye's expression changed drastically: "Wang Xingchan, you're bewitched and ignorant of the bigger picture; you'll regret it in the future!"

"Hmph, how could a commoner like you understand the ways of noble families?" Wang Xingchan's gaze was like a knife, staring intently at Murong Jiaye, not even glancing at the Sun Sword Pellet behind him. "If you retreat, I won't make things difficult for you." Seeing Mu Lanting holding the golden pellet, surrounded by radiant light, Murong Jiaye stopped engaging in pointless verbal sparring. With a flick of his sleeve, a deafening sound of wind breaking filled the air as he unleashed a burst of innate true energy.

The Wang family's martial arts embody a thousand years of civilization, the rise and fall of the nation, the principles of humanity, and are on par with the laws of heaven. However, while Wang Xingchan appeared unharmed, the sword energy was actually surging through his internal organs and marrow, draining most of his power. He could only rely on the skillful techniques of the "Society Grappling Hand" to defend himself.

The Wind and Cloud Sword Formation was exquisite, and Shangguan Langxuan's injuries were similar to Wang Xingchan's. His Four Seasons Sword technique was becoming increasingly ineffective, and he was on the verge of collapse .

Suddenly, a blinding light swept across the sky, engulfing the formation.

"Ah!" A shrill scream pierced the air as blood splattered; a disciple of the Liehuang Palace had his sword broken, his hand severed, and his head severed.

Ye Chen sheathed his blade.

"How dare you! You dare kill a disciple of the Innate Taiji Sect! You're dead! You're dead, you know that?!" The remaining people roared in unison, but no one dared to challenge him.

They had never seen such fast and ruthless swordsmanship.

Shangguan Langxuan hadn't seen it either; he had only seen Ye Chen's powerful palm strikes, but he hadn't realized the ruthlessness of his swordsmanship.

Ye Chen spoke eloquently: "Ah? We resisted the Sun Sword Qi, our lives hanging by a thread. Logically and morally, it should be us who accept the sword pellet. The Innate Taiji Sect fled in terror from the Benxin Sect. After the danger passed, they shamelessly came back to plunder. Not only did they covet my senior sister's fortuitous encounter, but they even injured my sect's senior brother Bai. If we don't kill you, who should we kill?" Seeing Ye Chen's steel blade terrifying, the sword formation broken, Wang Xingchan defending with all his might, and Mu Lanting in dire straits, Murong Jiaye finally became truly enraged. He unleashed his trump card, pointing his palms upwards to the sky. A gale swept through, his robes billowed, and his internal energy surged violently, his power increasing several times over!

"This is the Innate Meridian Transformation Technique, which can stimulate the acupoints and meridians of the human body, instantly increasing a massive amount of internal energy. This is a unique skill that even Ye Shang dreams of." Shangguan Langxuan's face paled.

Ye Chen sensed something was wrong. His previous strike had exhausted all his strength, and his side really had no combat power left.

Wang Xingchan's power was insufficient, and he was forced to vomit blood and retreat by the shock. He was also helpless against this earth-shattering move. Murong Jiaye used the momentum to advance again, finally reaching Mu Lanting's side and snatching the Sun Sword Pill in his hand.

"Hahaha, we are all from prestigious sects, of the same lineage. Today, we are exchanging blows to seize the treasure. I am grateful for your leniency." Murong Jiaye was extremely proud. Today, he had single-handedly destroyed the Benxin Sect, seized the treasure, and defeated the Wang Family, Tianyuan Sect, and Chunqiu Academy. His future prestige would probably be unparalleled.

Then she continued, "But Ye Chen, you killed my disciple Guo Zhen, this can't be left like this." Ye Chen laughed, "Look how smug you are, you're practically on top of the world."

Murong Jiaye walked gracefully in front of him, "A life for a life, even if Master Chunyu were here, that's the same saying." Mu Lanting had already arrived in the center, and everyone was intimidated by her beauty and temperament, so they didn't dare to stop her for a moment.

"Miss Mu, you are the head of Fuyun Palace, so you surely won't be biased or protective. Tell me about the crime of killing your fellow disciples." Murong Jiaye was in high spirits, confident and in control, wanting to toy with Ye Chen like a cat playing with a mouse, not out of hatred, but simply to enjoy this wonderful moment of victory.

"How badly are you injured?" Mu Lanting looked at Ye Chen, her arrogance disappearing, her eyes showing tenderness.

"Haha, compared to the dangers of the past, it's nothing. I'm sorry to have worried you, Lanting." The two of them were oblivious to others, intentionally or unintentionally mocking Murong Jiaye.

"Guards!" Murong Jiaye wasn't angry, and said with a smile, "Capture Ye Chen and take him to the Liehuang Hall to avenge Junior Brother Guo."

Shangguan Langxuan flashed out and said, "You took advantage of someone's misfortune to seize their treasure, and you were only defeated and died. Murong Jiaye, do you really think the Xiantian Taiji Sect is the supreme martial arts sect?"

Murong Jiaye said leisurely, "Anyway, I didn't kill anyone. Miss Shangguan is seriously injured. I will send someone to carry you to the Champion's Association and hand you over to the seniors of the Chunqiu Academy, to uphold the righteous path of fellow disciples." If that's really the case, Shangguan Langxuan no longer needs to be the senior sister of the martial arts holy land; she's utterly disgraced.

Mu Lanting sneered without speaking, and with a flick of her soft hand, the Sun Sword Pill soared into the sky, spun around a few times, and returned to Mu Lanting's palm.

"No!" Murong Jiaye's face was ferocious as she rushed forward. The surging power of the Xiantian Yi Mai Fa crushed the surrounding air, causing large chunks of the ground to collapse. The palm wind swept up the broken stones, displaying unparalleled power.

If he didn't get his hands on the "Sun Sword Manual," that would be one thing, but to lose it after getting it would be an unbearable blow. So, thoughts of harming fellow cultivators were long forgotten; he was almost frantically trying to kill Mu Lanting on the spot and snatch back the sword pellet.

Ye Chen didn't care about the surprise of the glowing egg flying back on its own, nor did he pay attention to the flying sand and stones from Murong Jiaye's palm strike. Mu Lanting seemed otherworldly at this moment; his sword thrust was straight, without any fancy moves, but a scorching heat wave immediately rose behind him.

Murong Jiaye was utterly shocked. He had a concept of this kind of sacred manual, which was why he was the first to rush out of the sword energy's range. But now, Mu Lanting felt as invincible as facing Ning Wuji, the head disciple and master of the Innate Palace.

The blazing sun shone brightly, annihilating all laws.

Fortunately, the Innate Meridian Changing Technique could temporarily increase his power several times over, allowing him to leap out diagonally, but several of his junior brothers behind him had already been blasted far away by the sword energy. Mu Lanting sneered, "What's the use of hypocrisy and bureaucratic talk? If you're so capable, come and take Ye Chen away; if not, step aside."

Wang Xingchan said, "Brother Murong, the sword manual is rare and precious, but it was obtained by Mu Lanting after smashing the stone statue." "Brother Wang's ambition to compete for the clan leader is obvious to everyone, why use such childish words?" "People have always advocated intrigue and scheming, but those who truly aspire to great things should broaden their horizons and disdain such things. Even if you wanted to seize it... it seems you couldn't hold onto it." Murong Jiaye smiled, "I come from a humble background and have always been cautious in my actions. Today, I'm not alone, and I certainly didn't come alone."

Mu Lanting, with his right hand behind his back and his left hand stroking a golden ball, said softly, "The 'Sun Sword Manual' is a women's martial art. Even if you obtain it, you won't be able to master it."

"What did you say?"

Just by looking at the sword name, one could guess that it was an extremely masculine internal sword technique. How could it be exclusively for women?

Mu Lanting said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. You can't take it away anyway." Murong Jiaye sneered, "We'll have to try it after we take it to know if it's true or not." Saying that, he took out a signal rocket. "Ordinary people don't know, but our sect leader is a well-known martial saint. He told us long ago that although the secret manual is important, it doesn't mean that you can shatter the void just by learning it."

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh, "Well, my senior sister can't shatter the void, but shattering you is not difficult." After saying that, he also took out a rocket and launched it into the sky first.

Four or five breaths later, a firework pierced through the mist and illuminated the valley.

Murong Jiaye was indeed cautious. He didn't rush to fire the arrow and said with his hands behind his back, "I know your whereabouts very well. Besides Madam Ji and Yan Qingzhu, there's no one else up there." Ye Chen smiled, "And Tie Xiaohui."

A short man came over and whispered a few words to Murong Jiaye.

"So she's Chief Tie's youngest daughter,"

Ye Chen said. "She's only seventeen, and her martial arts are inferior to yours, yet she managed to summon Senior Sister Mu's father, Mu Kantian, a senior expert of our Tianyuan Sect."

Murong Jiaye angrily retorted, "You actually dare to involve the imperial court? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the heroes of the world?" Shangguan Langxuan laughed, "All land under heaven belongs to the emperor. You can't openly hold officials' families hostage and disregard the imperial court's authority. You, Murong Jiaye, a mere commoner, are clearly showing contempt for the imperial court and intending to rebel!" "You…" Murong Jiaye herself was not afraid of the so-called imperial court at all, her innate Tai Chi… Men were even less afraid, because the second-ranked person on the Innate Ranking was the current Crown Prince Gao Yang. However, the Crown Prince was still just a Crown Prince, not the Emperor. He wasn't sure if Mu Kantian, this powerful regional official, would dare to offend the Crown Prince...

Shangguan Langxuan was quick-witted and eloquent: "The Mu family has received imperial favor for generations, being ennobled and appointed as generals. Even if my sister Lanting is guilty, she should be judged by the Censorate, the Court of Judicial Review, and the Provincial Surveillance Commission. How dare you, a country bumpkin, make such a fuss here?" Ye Chen and Mu Lanting were also somewhat dumbfounded. This Sister Shangguan's skill in labeling people was truly worthy of being a talented woman from the Spring and Autumn Academy, even more useful than the Sun Sword Manual. "If the Innate Taiji Sect dares to touch a single hair on my sister Lanting's head, with Young Master Wang and I here today, we have all the evidence. The headmasters of Chunqiu Academy have the privilege of reporting directly to the Emperor and the Palace. We will definitely report to the court with Lord Mu that the Taiji Sect has a villain named Murong Jiaye who has gathered a crowd to cause chaos. He failed to seize other people's treasures and now covets Lanting's beauty. After learning her identity, he even intends to rebel! Hmph, once the Yanzhou army arrives, let's see if you can withstand the mighty power of the royal family. I'm afraid even the Sect Leader Sikong and the Crown Prince cannot protect you!" Murong Jiaye was so shocked by the rebuke that he almost vomited blood. Wang Xingchan, Yuan Fei, and the others were also stunned. They all thought to themselves: Shangguan Langxuan truly lives up to her reputation!

"Let's go..." Murong Jiaye's expression was uncertain. He stamped his foot and was about to lead his group away.

Ye Chen suddenly said, "Don't leave! Stop right there!"

Murong Jiaye stopped and said coldly, "What else is there? Perhaps you want to give me some pointers?" As he wished,

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Today, we fought a fair duel. Guo Zhen was not skilled enough and was killed by me with one strike. I hope Brother Murong will not hold it against me. How about we wipe the slate clean?" Murong Jiaye pondered without speaking. A young man beside him sneered, "What? Are you scared now? We'll leave for now to give Senior Mu face. But in the future, Hall Master Huangfu or Mr. Mu Yun will definitely come to Tianyuan Sect to hold you accountable. Let's see who can save you then."

Ye Chen had seen it in "The Magnificent Rivers and Mountains Map." Mr. Mu Yun should refer to Zhan Muyun, one of the Seven Heroes of the Rivers and Mountains.

Hearing these two names, even Shangguan Langxuan was speechless. The Innate Taiji Sect was filled with experts, and even the imperial court dared not do anything about it. Moreover, there was Sikong Huangquan, the Martial Saint who had dominated the world for decades, in charge. If they could intimidate Murong Jiaye today, then if Huangfu Zhengdao were to personally intervene, Mu Kantian and Zeng Henshui would likely be helpless.

"Sister Langxuan, I need your help with something," Ye Chen politely asked.

Shangguan Langxuan was still weighing the pros and cons. Ye Chen killing someone wasn't difficult, but Mu Lanting was currently probably the only person in the world who possessed the *Sun Sword Manual*. Being close to her would bring many benefits, but also many troubles. She wondered if it was worth siding with the Tianyuan Sect…

Ye Chen, unaware of the chaotic thoughts in his sister's mind, whispered a few words to her. Shangguan Langxuan was startled, immediately turning back to a stone platform to retrieve paper and pen and write something.

After a moment of silence, Shangguan Langxuan finished writing and handed a piece of paper to Ye Chen.

"Sister, your handwriting is indeed beautiful." Ye Chen sincerely praised Shangguan Langxuan's elegant and graceful handwriting. He turned the letter over to Murong Jiaye and said, "Sign this contract, and we can all live in peace." Murong Jiaye and the others were furious after just one glance. The contract was nothing more than a disciple's sparring match where he accidentally injured someone, and that he had obtained the forgiveness of the senior brothers of the Liehuang Hall. If they really signed and sealed the contract, no matter if it was a Martial Saint or Martial God, they would have no excuse to ask for revenge. If they insisted on seeking revenge, it would be unreasonable and inconsistent, and they would definitely lose face for the Xiantian Taiji Sect.

The young man who had threatened Ye Chen earlier angrily said, "If we don't sign, are you going to kill us to silence us?" Mu Lanting said calmly, "It's common for martial arts practitioners to lose in sparring. Why complain to your elders every time something happens? You are Zhao Hongzhi from the Liehuang Palace, right? I'd like to spar with you first, so please don't refuse." Zhao Hongzhi saw Mu Lanting defeat several of his fellow disciples with a single sword strike in mid-air. He knew he was no match for her, and he immediately took a step back in shock, not knowing what to do. Another older man whispered to Murong Jiaye, "Senior Brother, Mu Lanting has obtained the Sun God Sword. Ordinary people can hardly withstand its power. What are your chances of success?"

Murong Jiaye replied helplessly, "If I use the Innate Meridian Changing Technique, combined with the Great Mighty Wild Dragon Fist I learned in my early fortuitous encounter, I might have a chance. But that Ye Chen gives me an unfathomable feeling. I'm afraid things won't end well. Even if I can leave safely, you will..."

"Senior Brother, a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Why don't we compromise for now and plan again another day?" This was a clever remark, but it couldn't hide his fear.

Murong Jiaye, who had always been blessed with great fortune, had never suffered such a great loss. The death of a junior brother was nothing; the loss of face was too great. He knew Chu Yunge and the others would certainly have plenty of sarcastic remarks in the future. But he was also a martial arts hero. He picked up a pen and wrote his name on the settlement agreement with a flourish.

"Ye Chen, I hope you can always be this lucky and this powerful. Next time, Mu Kantian won't be here to save you!"

Ye Chen laughed. "Of course, of course. I hope Brother Murong won't be like he is today, running away when there's danger and taking advantage of every opportunity. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to fight."

"Sharp-tongued. I'll show you what's what!" Murong Jiaye stopped talking and led his men away.

Wang Xingchan, proud and arrogant, didn't want to show the severity of his injuries in front of others. He nodded to Ye Chen and said in a low voice, "Brother Ye is indeed extraordinary. We'll part ways for now, but we'll meet again at the championship. We can have a drink together then." Ye Chen said, "I appreciate Brother Wang's kindness, but since we're friends, there's no need for those vulgar formalities. We'll see each other at the championship."

Mu Lanting also gave a slight bow and said, "Second Young Master is decisive and agile in his actions. He doesn't seek external things, only peace of mind. He truly lives up to his noble status."

After the outsiders dispersed, Shangguan Langxuan asked, "Mu Qian... Uncle Mu has really arrived?" She had made up her mind to get close to Mu Lanting with all her might, wishing she could become sworn sisters immediately.

This mindset wasn't opportunistic. She wasn't just "enjoying" the powerful support Mu Lanting would provide, but also accepting the troubles and crises that the "Sun Sword Manual" would bring her in the future. Like gambling, it seemed like she was shrewd and calculating, but in reality, she also needed the courage and strength to bear the consequences.

Ye Chen laughed, "This wasn't my idea; it was Xiaohui's idea this morning. I didn't expect it to actually come in handy."

"Two fireworks rockets were enough to scare away someone like Murong Jiaye. In a few years, Xiaohui will probably become a remarkable female strategist," Mu Lanting said, sheathing her sword.

Shangguan Langxuan instructed Yan Qingzhu and the others who had just come down from the valley to settle Yuan Fei and Ji Liuyun. She thought to herself:

In terms of strategy and martial arts, these people combined are no match for Ye Chen, and even less useful than her cousin Bai Donghuang. If they are to achieve great things in the future, they can only add icing on the cake, hardly worthy of serious use.

Ye Chen cupped his hands and said, "To be honest, Lanting and I plan to visit her family in Yanzhou first. Perhaps we should part ways here; we can reunite at the Champions' Gathering anyway."

After several days of torment, Ye Chen finally found an opportunity to travel alone with Mu Lanting.

Shangguan Langxuan hurriedly said, "Then regarding our alliance..."

Ye Chen laughed and said, "Lanting and I are inseparable, so the position of alliance leader should be ours, right? We'll discuss the specifics at the Champions Conference." After saying that, fearing that there might be any more trivial matters like murder, alliances, or demon-slaying, he and Mu Lanting quickly mounted their horses and rode off in a cloud of dust.

The bells jingled, and the horses' hooves thundered. The two finally found an inn to rest at dusk. Ye Chen gave the plump landlady five taels of silver and booked three clean rooms in the back courtyard, instructing her not to disturb them except to bring food and wine. As

darkness fell, the two ate rice and local specialties, including spicy braised winter bamboo shoots and pork belly, enjoying some sweet yellow wine.

After the meal, Mu Lanting said apologetically, "I can let go of the others, but it was really inappropriate not to say hello to Xiaohui."

"I do feel a little bad for her, but it's not like we'll never see each other again. We can just pay our respects to Senior Uncle Mu before going to the Champions' Gathering." Ye Chen secretly inhaled Mu Lanting's refreshing fragrance and continued, "That Yan Qingzhu is always secretly looking at you. I really don't want to travel with him anymore."

Mu Lanting smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I'm good-looking that I've offended you..." As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. How could she have unknowingly uttered such a presumptuous and embarrassing words?

Ye Chen was taken aback, then nodded: "We've kissed and... you know, you're my woman, so of course he's in my way."

"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Mu Lanting stood up, embarrassed and angry: "You're not allowed to... say that about me again!" By now, Ye Chen had mastered the art of shamelessly changing the subject, asking with remarkable ease: "What exactly is that glowing iron egg? Does it really contain the 'Sun Sword Manual'?" Mu Lanting took a deep breath and slowly said: "Using yang for yin, it is indeed a sword pellet forged by a senior martial saint, but its contents are as vast as the sea. I still don't understand how anyone could master such a divine sword technique." Ye Chen asked curiously: "Others might not know about your situation, but I can understand it. However, I just can't understand how it could automatically fly back after Murong Jiaye had already taken the sword pellet. Could it be that this thing is too ancient and has become a spirit?"

"I don't know..." Mu Lanting hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm not sure either. I can only say that I know for sure that this thing is mine, no matter where it goes." Ye Chen smiled and said, "Martial Saint's Secret Manual, Shattering the Void, it's indeed mysterious and profound. It's normal that you can't explain it clearly, but such a powerful sword technique can't be used casually, like my Heaven-Shattering Thunder." Mu Lanting shook her head and said, "It's not like that. I can unleash as many sword strikes as I want." "This..." Ye Chen was dumbfounded, "This is too powerful..." Mu Lanting could only say blankly, "I don't know either."

Ye Chen chatted with Mu Lanting casually. As night deepened, he was about to get up to say goodbye and return to his room. However, as soon as he stood up, Mu Lanting suddenly trembled for some reason, startling him.

"What's wrong?"

The situation was exactly the same as that night: a lone man and woman talking late into the night. This time, Ye Chen genuinely had no lewd thoughts. He arranged for a secluded courtyard simply because it was the cleanest place and he didn't want to be disturbed. But Mu Lanting grew increasingly nervous as they talked, her heart constantly on edge, wondering if he would suddenly come over and hug her, kiss her, or touch her private parts.

Even when Ye Chen merely lifted his buttocks to stand up, Mu Lanting trembled with fear, completely at a loss.

Even with the unparalleled Sun God Sword, even facing the cold arrogance of the Innate Tai Chi Sect, she was no different from an ordinary girl in this situation.

Ye Chen also became nervous because of her. He saw that Mu Lanting, who was usually aloof, had her beautiful eyes looking around, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she looked like a pitiful, shy young girl. Just like that night, he wrapped one arm around her and whispered,

"Let's kiss again, and then go to sleep."

Mu Lanting felt awkward no matter how she listened to it. Just as she was about to break free and object, Ye Chen quickly leaned down and kissed her intoxicating lips, which were like rose petals, and brazenly sucked on the girl's fresh and sweet saliva. His tongue skillfully explored Mu Lanting's mouth.

Mu Lanting, who was being held tightly, found that she was actually a little nostalgic for and even intoxicated by this feeling. She opened her pearly white teeth, wanting to give in, and let Ye Chen possess and enjoy her fragrant lips and soft tongue. She thought to herself that she just wanted him to leave quickly and had no other intentions.

The two kissed tenderly for a long time before reluctantly separating.

"What's that poking me?" Mu Lanting felt a hard, foreign object pressing against her leg. She tried to push it away, but after only a couple of touches, she screamed "Ah!" and quickly pulled her hand back. She was nineteen years old and well-read; she wasn't a clueless little girl about sex. She immediately realized what it was.

Although it was only for a brief moment, Mu Lanting's soft, delicate hand, touching the penis, sent waves of tingling pleasure through Ye Chen's body.

His old habit resurfaced, and overwhelmed by lust, Ye Chen blurted out, "That feels so good, Lan Ting, touch it again."

Mu Lan Ting was mortified, her breathing erratic, but she tried to feign indifference, saying, "I don't understand what nonsense you're spouting. You've kissed me even though you wouldn't let me, now it's time to go back."

Ye Chen suddenly pushed her forcefully onto the bed, feeling the unique softness and elasticity of her young body, and gasped, "Lan Ting, please take off your clothes so I can see." He was surprised himself after saying that; his words were far too childish. "So naive, it's like I've gone back to being an innocent boy." He could only add, "I really just want to look at your body, I promise I won't do anything else."

Luckily, Mu Lanting was even less experienced in this area. Although they had already shared an extremely intimate kiss, now that they were intertwined on the bed, their desire was even stronger. The pressure on her breasts made her incredibly nervous and shy. She had no intention of laughing at him, and upon hearing his words, she simply whispered, "Um...you...you can't do anything bad..."

Ye Hearing that Mu Lanting had agreed, Ye Chen was overjoyed. He slowly slid his hand down her bodice, gradually revealing her smooth, rounded shoulders, delicate collarbones, and deep, snow-white cleavage. Mu Lanting clutched tightly at her pale, light-colored bodice, panting, "Don't take off your underwear... just leave it like this..." Ye Chen dared not force her, afraid of startling her again like last time. He gently and restrainedly kissed the beauty's lips, cheeks, chin, neck, and the hollow of her collarbone... until he touched that soft, fragrant flesh... Unable to resist, he stuck out his tongue and kissed her deeply. Mu Lanting trembled all over, not pushing away this lecherous man, but instead running her hands into Ye Chen's hair, half-pushing, half-embracing, almost moaning, "Ye Chen... I... I really like it when you kiss me..."

Although he couldn't see her face for a moment, the voice in his ear was like a beautiful celestial melody, intoxicating. Ye Chen's face, nose, and mouth were filled with a desire to melt into those two tender, white breasts. He freed his right hand and grabbed Mu Lanting's waistband, tentatively pulling it down.

He thought there would be some struggle, but unexpectedly, Mu Lanting's breasts were pressed and swelled, her whole body burning. Whether it was the surge of lust or the intensity of love, in her dazed state, she slowly raised her buttocks, pulling her two perfectly curved, plump, and slender legs out of her pants. For a girl like her, this situation was almost like doing *that* kind of thing. She was so ashamed that she kept her eyes closed and quickly squeezed her legs together. After waiting a moment without any movement, Mu Lanting opened her beautiful eyes and saw that Ye Chen had also taken the opportunity to strip naked. His erect penis was thick and long like a pestle, which frightened her so much that she curled up into a ball, not knowing what to do. She scolded, "Shameless! Who told you to take off your clothes too

?" "How can I cherish little Lanting if I don't take them off? Besides, you're naked too. If we're going to be ashamed, let's be ashamed together."

Mu Lanting, whom he had admired for a long time, was now only wearing a silk bodice. She was curled up there, her naked lower body like silver and white jade. Her youthful, round, and plump snow buttocks were facing him. Her two long legs were bent, which just made her two red and tender labia protrude. A wet and soft honey hole could be vaguely

seen in the dark hair between her legs, from which a clear stream of water was flowing. "Lanting, you are so beautiful. I have to kiss you." Ye Chen was already thirsty from being tempted by the beautiful girl's delicate and charming body.

Mu Lanting covered her eyes with her jade-like arms, shyly saying, "Hmm... come here and kiss me..." Still an innocent virgin, she thought Ye Chen only wanted a kiss on the lips, so she naturally didn't refuse. She never expected a hot, slippery tongue to press against her vulva, skillfully parting her incredibly tender labia. The soft, smooth tongue then stretched out, constantly exploring and squeezing into her narrow, pinkish vulva.

"Ah! No... I didn't want you to kiss there... how can you kiss there... no... um..." Mu Lanting felt her most delicate and sensitive private parts being kissed and licked, almost dying of shame. At the same time, she felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her vulva, an indescribable comfort, and her skin flushed. Her snow-white legs twisted, and clear, viscous fluid dripped from her opening again.

Ye Chen rubbed his nose against the soft, cute pubic hair, diligently licking Mu Lanting's honey hole. Perhaps because there was a little urine left in the crevices, the smell was slightly salty and pungent. But thinking of the girl's beauty and noble status, and the fact that her two soft, smooth thighs were tightly clamping his head, an unprecedented sense of conquest rose and burned within him. His tongue moved even harder into the inner flesh, and he gradually found the salty taste to be sweet.

Until a tender, hard clitoris emerged from her soft crevice, Ye Chen quickly took it into his mouth and sucked on it. Mu Lanting's snowy legs suddenly trembled violently, and she squeezed even tighter, causing a large amount of nectar to spurt out. She cried out urgently, "Ah...you quickly move away...move away, don't look..."

Ye Chen beautifully admired the beautiful scenery of her delicate vulva after her orgasm and laughed, "You were squeezing me too tightly with your thighs just now, I didn't have time to look away."

At this moment, Mu Lanting's snowy skin was hot, her delicate face flushed pink, and the soft, dark grass between her legs shimmered and was slippery and muddy. Her petal-like labia were also moistened with nectar and saliva, making them soft and oily, as if they would melt at the slightest touch. She looked at Ye Chen with angry eyes but did not say

a word. After going through hardships together, Mu Lanting's position in Ye Chen's heart was no less than that of Wen Xue. Although the filial affection was gone, there was more tenderness and love. He felt that her smoky eyes were angry and shy, and every part of her body was soft and plump. Every angry and shy expression was tempting and maddening.

When he saw her delicate, snow-white, and exquisitely soft feet, he was instantly reminded of the time in the meditation room of Fuyun Palace when Mu Lanting inadvertently revealed those feet, causing his own manhood to shamefully harden. Now, with those beautifully curved jade feet so close, he suppressed the trembling that came from excitement, lust, conquering a goddess, or perhaps the fulfillment of his desires, and gently lifted one of her pink and white feet to caress and play with it.

"What are you doing? It tickles!" Mu Lanting hurriedly pulled away, wondering what was so interesting or touching about his own foot.

Ye Chen simply lay down, bringing his face close to her snow-white feet. He saw the delicate soles of her feet, adorably wrinkled, and her toenails, glossy and a pale pink, making her feet a true masterpiece. He couldn't help but kiss her pearly toes, then stood up and whispered something in Mu Lanting's ear. The girl's pretty face seemed to be flushed with peach blossoms, and her originally spirited eyebrows now appeared charming and lovely. She feigned anger and said, "How dare you! I kindly taught you martial arts, and you dare to peek at my feet..." As she spoke, she slightly raised one of her exquisitely beautiful feet, her soft toes swaying back and forth cutely a few times. "Are they really that beautiful?" Ye Chen quickly grabbed her foot and laughed, "I've never seen any more slender, delicate, clean, and beautiful little feet than Lanting's."

Mu Lanting didn't have time to ponder the impropriety of his words, because Ye Chen had already lowered his head and put her slender, white toes into his mouth.

Ye Chen felt a delicate touch on his tongue and smelled a fresh scent of feet. Ignoring Mu Lanting's kicks, he tightly grasped her delicate, fleshy foot and began to lick and stroke it. His lips and tongue alternated, moistening the smooth, clean spaces between her toes with his saliva.

"You're so naughty... How is it? Do my feet smell good?" Mu Lanting teased boldly. She was sensitive all over, and although she felt a little itchy, the warm, wet sensation between her soft toes and feet wasn't unbearable. Only her inner thighs felt sore and empty, as if she wished something could be inserted into them immediately.

"They smell so good I almost bit them off." Ye Chen licked and kissed them with satisfaction, holding their soft, snowy feet and gently rubbing them against his cheek, enjoying the sensation of Mu Lanting's tender flesh. Then he looked down and suddenly laughed, "Lanting, your hole is all wet." Mu Lanting broke free, abandoning her girlish reserve, and wrapped her two soft, snowy arms around Ye Chen, returning his kiss shyly. Then she reached out and touched his hard penis again, finally mustering all her courage, grasping the shaft and gently stroking it, panting softly, "I... can't hold back... come in... I want you to come in..."

Her body was hot and her flesh was sweet and fragrant. Ye Chen, upon smelling Mu Lanting's... Lan Ting took the initiative to make love, his mind momentarily dazed, inexplicably recalling the scene of their first meeting: a beautiful girl in a plain white dress, with a long sword at her waist, noble and aloof yet also dashing and heroic, came to Zhiqing Palace to pick him up for his journey, then went to Northern Yan together, fought against the enemy on a snowy night, encountered his fellow travelers on his way back to the sect, instructed him in martial arts in Fuyun Palace, and was kidnapped by Lan Suiyun... He never imagined that he would be naked and embracing this aloof and proud girl, and that she would even beg him to penetrate her in a seductive voice. He couldn't help but feel an infinite tenderness welling up in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Mu Lan Ting's beautiful and extraordinary face, and he gently rubbed his penis against her soft and tender lips, letting the round glans happily dip into the wet honey of her flesh.

Mu Lanting's heart burned with desire, her vulva tingling with an intense, almost unbearable itch. Her voice, alluring yet melancholic, murmured shyly, "Mmm... Ye Chen, come in... I want you..."

Her reserved shyness, compared to Qin Huajin's unrestrained flirtatiousness, possessed a unique charm and allure. Ye Chen stopped teasing and prepared to penetrate her, deflowering his senior sister Mu. However, he found her entrance, which had never been penetrated before, tight and narrow, with sticky, slippery fluid. His penis slid down onto her thigh with a "smack." He tried twice more, but still couldn't insert it smoothly.

He aroused Mu Lanting to the point of burning desire, her breath coming in gasps, her juices flowing freely. She sobbed,

"You did it on purpose...you're bullying me..."

Ye Chen felt very guilty. He focused his mind and tried to penetrate her for the third time, finally succeeding. He felt the tender flesh inside Mu Lanting's vagina layered and uneven, as if he were inserting into a narrow, wet, and slippery hole. Although the juices were overflowing, his penis was held in place after only a small part of it went in.

"It hurts... I can't... I can't get it in..." Mu Lanting took a deep breath, her delicate brows furrowed. She felt the thick penis slowly squeezing into her tender vagina, her honey hole stretched and the pain unbearable. But she didn't want to spoil Ye Chen's mood, so she forced herself to endure the pain and murmured, "Hold me..." Ye Chen saw that her face was pale with pain, but she was reluctant to pull out her penis. So he could only obey and gently hug the girl. He didn't move for the time being, carefully enjoying the pleasure of his penis being gently squeezed and sucked by the pink little fleshy mouth below. Only then did he remember something. He quickly tore off Mu Lanting's silk bodice and threw it away. Her soft, snow-like breasts swayed out. They didn't look as soft and plump as Wen Xue's, but they were shapely and upright. The rosy pink nipples on her areolas stood proudly. Ye Chen opened his mouth and carefully took one into his mouth, and then used his tongue to play with and taste it. After a while, the nipple seemed to swell and harden even more.

"Ah..." Mu Lanting's pink nipples were being sucked, her jade legs were spread wide, and a man's penis was inserted into her honey hole. This position made her soul almost fly away. Her snow-white flesh ached to the extreme. No longer being coy, or perhaps instinctively, her plump buttocks lifted slightly, actively and slowly welcoming her.

Ye Chen finally received the signal and thrust his hips forcefully, penetrating deeper again. He felt a fleshy ridge or membrane-like barrier. After a few rubbing motions, he finally tore through and entered, entering the depths of her virgin honey hole that belonged only to him for the first time in his life.

Mu Lanting's tender virgin path was completely opened, and the surging, trembling waves of passion overwhelmed the pain of deflowering. She felt only relief from the soreness, numbness, and itching. Her beautiful legs were wrapped around Ye Chen's lower back, her snow-white feet crossed and tightly intertwined. A seductive moan escaped her throat: "Mmm...you're going in so deep..."

"Lanting, you belong to me now." Ye Chen saw tears welling up in her beautiful eyes, a mixture of confusion and pain with a hint of satisfied desire. He too began to grow impatient, roughly kneading Mu Lanting's full, rounded breasts, his penis thrusting and rubbing freely within her tight virgin vagina.

Mu Lanting's honeyed orifice was being ravaged for the first time, blood staining the bedsheets, but the wondrous feeling of fullness gradually dispelled her tension, shyness, and shame. Her snow-white waist arched, unable to resist rotating and responding, indulging in that intoxicating sweetness.

"Ah...so hot...ah...um so hot...um...ah...I'm going to die...umm..." Ye Chen was captivated by her seductive expression and moans, and his slow thrusting could no longer satisfy him. He suddenly kissed Mu Lanting's cherry lips, and their tongues intertwined and licked each other lasciviously, exchanging saliva and savoring the most primal carnal desire.

"Lanting, you moan so sluttyly, I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to fuck you, I'm going to fuck you to death, you slutty little whore..."

Forgetting about gentleness, Ye Chen uttered obscene words, his waist thrusting faster, and he forcefully pulled out, feeling the pink, plump folds of flesh inside the girl's vagina tightly gripping and covering his penis. Even the slightest friction brought unparalleled pleasure and comfort. Especially when the rounded mushroom kissed and hit the smooth and tender flower core, Mu Lanting would bite her lower lip and tremble twice as if in spasm, which further increased his evil desire to crush her and fuck her hard.

Upon hearing these words, Mu Lanting felt a strange excitement ignite within her. This shame and guilt nearly drove her to the brink of collapse. Her tender walls, stretched and rubbed, felt both painful and pleasurable. Her once snow-white skin was now wet and sticky with sweat and the honeyed fluids splattering from her vulva. With each vigorous thrust, her plump breasts rippled and undulated. Suddenly, she gasped, "I can't take it anymore… Ye Chen… you're making me feel so good… ah… ah…" Suddenly, her long legs and toes stiffened, her slender waist arched upwards, and after a few spasms, she collapsed as if her soul had left her body. She had been thoroughly fucked by Ye Chen's powerful thrusts.

"Lanting… are you satisfied… I'll just ejaculate outside…" Ye Chen saw that Mu Lanting had reached her climax, and he himself was being squeezed and squeezed by the tender folds of her vulva, feeling an unbearable pleasure. His spine and lower back itched, and he was about to ejaculate.

Mu Lanting hooked her slender fingers around Ye Chen's back, her voice barely a whisper, "I...I...my period...it'll probably come the day after tomorrow..."

Ye Chen slowed his pace, gritting his teeth to hold back his ejaculation, and asked softly, "The day after tomorrow? What's coming the day after tomorrow?" "Idiot...it's that..." Mu Lanting's cheeks were already flushed red with embarrassment, and she murmured again,

"My period...it'll come the day after

tomorrow...it should be fine..." Ye Chen knew this basic common sense, as the Zhiqing Palace mainly focused on medical skills. With Mu Lanting's soft, alluring limbs wrapped around him, his penis, in a final burst of energy, grew even larger. The last few dozen fierce thrusts brought the once cold girl to a state of blissful moaning. At the climax, his penis was fully inserted, his heavy scrotum pressed tightly between Mu Lanting's vulva and soft buttocks, and thick semen poured into her honeyed flower.

Only when his penis softened and slid out of her honeyed orifice did the semen flow down like melting snow in spring.

And so, Mu Lanting, who had just mastered unparalleled swordsmanship, gave her most precious virginity to Ye Chen right there in this small inn.

[The End]

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