[Fantasy] The New Legend of the Condor Heroes (Complete) - 1-3

[Synopsis] A modern person transmigrates into Zhang Wuji, a different Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, a different Zhang Wuji. Complete collection, no frustration.

Chapter 001: Transmigrating into Zhang Wuji

When Li Can regained consciousness, he found himself in complete darkness, his entire body enveloped in a warm liquid. Where was he? Li Can's mind was still a little hazy. He shook his head, trying to open his eyes to observe his surroundings, but he couldn't open them. The warm liquid enveloping his body made him feel very comfortable. Had he transmigrated? This thought involuntarily crossed Li Can's mind. Thinking about his current environment, although he didn't know where he was, the sensations in his body made him realize one thing: he couldn't possibly still be in his previous world. Had he

transmigrated into chaos? Li Can was startled by this thought. Could he be like Pangu, being conceived in chaos? The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he became very excited. He was determined to be born before Pangu, otherwise the treasures of the Chaos would be destroyed by that madman. Imagining himself possessing countless innate treasures, becoming an immortal, a saint, trampling the Three Pure Ones, punching the Western Paradise Master, and even Hongjun bowing before him, his mouth watered (if he even had saliva). He was so excited he couldn't help but dance with joy.

"Hmm." A woman's clear humming sounded in his ear, followed by her voice: "Fifth Brother, look, the baby is kicking me."

The woman's voice startled Li Can awake, realizing he hadn't transmigrated into the Chaos, but into a fetus, and he felt a pang of disappointment. Then came a deep male voice.

"Susu, let me touch you."

Hearing their conversation, Li Can recognized their address, but couldn't place where he'd heard it before. After a moment of silence outside, a man's worried voice came through: "I've noticed that Senior Xie's expression has been a bit off these past few days."

Another female voice exclaimed "Ah!" before adding, "I saw it too. His face is getting increasingly fierce, as if he's about to go berserk again."

"Perhaps he's troubled by not being able to figure out the secret of the Dragon-Slaying Saber."

Hearing about the Dragon-Slaying Saber, Li Can immediately realized his predicament. Coupled with the earlier mentions of Fifth Brother and Su Su, Li Can instantly understood that he had transmigrated to a world of the Dragon-Slaying Saber and become the tragic Zhang Wuji. He was truly heartbroken.

Li Can was so immersed in grief that he didn't hear a word Yin Su Su and Zhang Cuishan were saying outside. "No, I can't be so discouraged. Since I've transmigrated into Zhang Wuji, I must change the tragic fate in the original book. I can't let Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, Zhao Min, or Yin Li go!" Li Can secretly vowed.

Since he was a transmigrator, according to the laws of transmigration, the protagonist would have transmigration benefits. So where were his transmigration benefits? After searching for a long time, he found nothing and was somewhat disappointed. After a while, Li Can thought of a problem. Since this was a martial arts world, he should be able to practice internal energy cultivation. He'd read online that fetuses, breathing in their mother's innate energy while in the womb, were best suited for cultivation. However, after birth, due to the erosion of the world's impure energy, this innate energy diminished and eventually disappeared completely, making cultivation increasingly difficult with age.

"But I don't know any internal energy cultivation at all," Li Can worried, feeling unwilling to waste such a good opportunity. "Right, I wonder if it will even work." Li Can remembered a simple, thread-bound copy of the *Huangdi Neijing* he'd found at a street stall before his rebirth. He'd tried practicing according to it, but after a long time, nothing had happened. Instead, his vision went black while practicing, and when he woke up, he was Zhang Wuji. With a try-it-and-see attitude, Li Can cleared his mind, calmed himself, and silently recited the incantation. After a long time, nothing appeared. Li Can was somewhat disappointed and about to give up when suddenly a wisp of energy appeared in his dantian. "It's done!" Li Can thought excitedly, but in his excitement, the energy dissipated instantly. After calming his excited emotions, Li Can regained his focus. This time, he quickly sensed a wisp of energy flowing from his dantian. He silently circulated this energy through his meridians according to the incantations in the *Huangdi Neijing* (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic). This flow brought Li Can into a state of emptiness and selflessness.

At the same time, all the pores of Li Can's small body opened, and the innate vital energy from his mother continuously entered his body, transforming it. Under the nourishment of this innate vital energy, his meridians were slowly widened and strengthened. The energy within his meridians gradually increased in size, eventually forming a wisp of purple gas. With each circulation, a portion of this purple gas left Li Can's body and returned to Yin Susu.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he was awakened by a pushing force. He knew he was about to be born. Sure enough, a force soon pushed him outwards, first his feet, then his body, and finally his head. The feeling of breathing air again excited Li Can, and he couldn't help but shout, but what came out was the cry of a baby. Only then did Li Can remember that he was now a baby.

Looking around, the first person he saw was a somewhat weak but very beautiful woman, which must be his mother, Yin Susu. Then there was a man with messy hair, a full beard, and bright eyes, which must be his father, Zhang Cuishan. And the guy with blond hair and pale white eyes must be Xie Xun, and the sword he was carrying was the legendary Dragon-Slaying Saber.

At this moment, all three people were looking at Li Can, making him feel a little uneasy. He thought to himself, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?" Just as Li Can was secretly thinking this, Xie Xun suddenly asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Zhang Cuishan replied, "It's a boy."

"Very good. Has the umbilical cord been cut?"

Zhang Cuishan said, "Do I need to cut the umbilical cord? Ah, yes, yes, I forgot."

Xie Xun turned his longsword around and handed over the hilt. Zhang Cuishan took the longsword and cut the baby's umbilical cord. Only then did he realize that Xie Xun was already close by, but he hadn't done anything. He felt a little strange and glanced back at him. He saw that Xie Xun's face was full of concern, as if he wanted to help.

Yin Susu said weakly, "Let me hold him." Zhang Cuishan picked up Li Can and put him in her arms.

Xie Xun then asked, "Have you boiled some water to bathe the baby?" Zhang Cuishan chuckled and said, "I'm so forgetful! I haven't prepared anything. This father of mine is utterly useless." He was about to rush out to boil water, but after taking only one step, he saw Xie Xun's towering figure right in front of the baby, and his heart skipped a beat.

Xie Xun said, "You stay with the wife and child, I'll go boil the water." He tucked the Dragon-Slaying Saber into his waistband and rushed out of the cave, lightly leaping across the deep pit. After a while, Xie Xun indeed brought in a basin of hot water, and Zhang Cuishan began to bathe Li Can.

"Hey, hey, where are you touching me? Even though you're my father, don't touch me like that!" Li Can cried out, but what came out was the loud cry of a baby.

Hearing the baby's loud cry, Xie Xun asked, "Does the child look more like his mother or his father?" Zhang Cuishan smiled and said, "He looks more like his mother. He's not very fat, and he has an oval face." Xie Xun sighed and said softly, "I hope that when he grows up, he will have many blessings and a long life, and suffer little hardship." Yin Susu asked with some worry, "Senior Xie, do you think the child's appearance is bad?" Xie Xun said, "No. It's just that if the child looks like you, he'll be too handsome. I'm afraid he won't have much good fortune, and when he grows up and enters the world, he might suffer many calamities."

Li Can curled his lip in disdain. The old Zhang Wuji might have been like that, but since he was here, he was determined to change Zhang Wuji's original appearance.

Zhang Cuishan laughed and said, "Senior is thinking too far ahead. The four of us are on a desolate island in the far north. This child will naturally

live out his days in this place. What chance does he have of returning to the world of men?" Yin Susu said anxiously, "No! We can choose not to go back, but are we going to leave this child alone on this island for the rest of his life? Decades later, when the three of us are all dead, who will keep him company? How will he marry and have children when he grows up?"

Hearing the dialogue that appeared countless times in the novel and on the television, Li Can grew tired of listening and began circulating his inner purple qi to absorb the remaining innate qi in his body; otherwise, it would be a waste. The purple qi in Li Can's dantian had already grown to the size of two fingers and formed the shape of a human figure, with a head, hands, and feet, though the faces were somewhat indistinct, and the formed figures were somewhat ethereal and not yet solidified.

Zhang Cuishan and the other two had already agreed that Li Can should recognize Xie Xun as his godfather. At this moment, Yin Susu said, "Do you want to hold him?" Xie Xun reached out and held the child in his arms, bursting into tears of joy, his arms trembling, saying, "You...you should take him back quickly; don't frighten him with my appearance." In truth, what could a one-day-old infant understand (as they thought), but his words clearly showed his deep love for the child. Yin Susu smiled and said, "If you like, hold him a little longer. When he's older, you can take him everywhere to play."

Xie Xun excitedly said, "Excellent, excellent..." Yin Susu looked at Li Can, who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, and asked with some concern, "Senior Xie, is the child alright since he's not crying or fussing?"

Xie Xun touched Li Can's hand and said, "He's probably just tired and asleep. Hmm..." Xie Xun let out a soft "hmm" and pondered. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, seeing this, asked with some concern, "What's wrong? Is something wrong...?"

Xie Xun smiled and said, "Something is wrong, but it's a good thing. This child has clear innate meridians and is a good candidate for martial arts."

"Then he..." Yin Susu was still a little worried.

"Hehe, he's absorbing the innate energy brought from his mother's womb. This innate energy is good for him."

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were relieved. Xie Xun handed Li Can to Yin Susu, who gently held him in her arms, her face full of affection.

Zhang Cuishan said, "Thank you, Senior..."

Xie Xun interrupted Zhang Cuishan, saying, "No, we're already family. If we keep calling each other 'senior' and 'junior,' it'll only create distance. Let's just say the three of us become sworn brothers; it'll be better for our children in the future."

Zhang Cuishan said, "You're a highly respected senior; my wife and I are far too inferior to you. How could we possibly be worthy of your status?" Xie Xun said, "Bah! You're a martial artist, yet you've become so pedantic? Fifth brother, fifth sister, will you call me elder brother?" Yin Susu smiled and said, "I'll call you elder brother first..." "Call me elder brother, we're sworn siblings. If he calls you senior, then I'll be his senior too!" Zhang Cuishan said, "In that case, I'll obey elder brother's command." Yin Susu said, "Let's agree on this for now. In a few days, when I'm able to get up, we'll come to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and perform the rites of paying respects to my adoptive father and sworn brother." Xie Xun laughed heartily and said, "A true man's word is his bond, why bother with sacrifices to heaven and earth? This damned heaven can't even manage its own affairs, I, Xie Xun, hate it the most."

"So noisy." Li Can rolled over impatiently. Yin Susu, seeing Li Can move, quickly hugged him tightly and gently patted his back.

Chapter 002 Three Years

Zhang Wuji (Hereafter, the protagonist will be called Zhang Wuji) These past few days, he has been focusing on absorbing the remaining innate energy in his body, because every extra day, the more innate energy is lost. This is why children are innocent and pure, but become turbid and impure as they grow up. Generally speaking, innate energy dissipates completely around the age of seven or eight. Now, the world is filled with acquired and impure energy, making the innate energy within the body especially precious, and Zhang Wuji didn't want to waste a single drop.

It took him almost a month to absorb all the innate energy in his body. At this moment, Yin Susu, holding Zhang Wuji, smiled broadly at Zhang Cuishan and said, "Fifth Brother, look how clever Wuji is! He cries once when he's hungry, and cries twice when he needs to use the toilet, letting us know what he wants, without making a fuss."

The two were quite surprised by Zhang Wuji's behavior, but seeing their son so intelligent, they were very happy. Fortunately, they were martial artists; if they were ordinary people, they would have long considered Zhang Wuji a monster.

Zhang Cuishan chuckled, "That's because his mother is clever, and like you. If she were like me, she'd be a blockhead."

Yin Susu gave Zhang Cuishan a playful glare, "How can you talk about yourself like that?"

Zhang Cuishan chuckled again, and Yin Susu said with some concern, "Wuji hasn't opened his eyes much for the past month. I'm a little worried..." Zhang Cuishan hugged Yin Susu and gently comforted her, "It's alright, don't worry. Didn't you say Wuji is absorbing innate energy? That innate energy is very beneficial to Wuji. He's probably still absorbing it now. He should be fine once he finishes."

The two chatted for a while longer, but Zhang Wuji didn't care what they were talking about. He focused on checking his internal energy. The purple energy in his dantian hadn't increased much, but it had completely condensed into a human shape, unlike before when it was vague and ethereal, but his face was still invisible, covered by a layer of mysterious gas. However, the purple energy was less, making the condensed human shape somewhat transparent. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji understood that he had initially entered the first level of Qi Condensation Formation in the *Huangdi Neijing*.

The *Huangdi Neijing* (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic) is divided into four levels. The first level, which is Zhang Wuji's current state—Condensing Qi into Form—involves condensing a purple qi body in the dantian, referred to in the *Huangdi Neijing* as the Human Emperor's Body. Once the Human Emperor's Body is fully condensed into a physical form, one can enter the next level—The Initial Formation of the Emperor. This level primarily involves condensing the Human Emperor's Crown and Robe. Only when these two items are condensed does one possess the qualifications of a Human Emperor, hence the name "Initial Formation of

the Human Emperor." The next level after the Initial Formation of the Human Emperor is "Ruling the World," where one condenses the two supreme treasures of the Human Emperor—the Emperor's Sword and the Kongtong Seal. The Emperor's Sword is for killing and pacifying the world for the Human Emperor, while the Kongtong Seal is the symbol of the Human Emperor's identity, capable of suppressing the world and absorbing the blessings of believers.

The final level is the Infinite Void, but the *Huangdi Neijing* doesn't describe it specifically, only stating that it can only be understood intuitively. Zhang Wuji is somewhat helpless about this, but there's nothing he can do but explore it slowly on his own. Recalling the descriptions in the *Huangdi Neijing* (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic), Zhang Wuji felt a surge of excitement. In his previous life, he had practiced for a long time without achieving anything, and had even killed himself. This time, however, he had only tried it out of curiosity, yet he had succeeded—a cruel twist of fate.

But the thought of wearing a human crown and imperial robes, wielding an imperial sword in one hand and holding the Kongtong Seal in the other, with all people submitting to him, filled him with uncontrollable excitement. Moreover, it was the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the perfect time to contend for supremacy. Thinking this, Zhang Wuji inwardly laughed, thinking, "Indeed, transmigrators have all the perks, except for this *Huangdi Neijing* I found."

One day, Yin Susu was holding Zhang Wuji in the sun outside the cave when Zhang Wuji suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, as if he was about to vomit something. Knowing he was about to speak, he held his breath and let out a clear voice: "Mother."

This "Mother" startled Yin Susu awake. Her face trembled slightly with excitement as she asked, "Wuji, what did you just call me?"

Zhang Wuji rolled his eyes and called out again, "Mother." "

Good...good..." Yin Susu was so excited she didn't know what to say. After calming herself down, she kissed Zhang Wuji on the cheek and said with a happy face, "Wuji is so smart." Zhang Cuishan called out in his direction, "Fifth Brother..."

Hearing Yin Susu's voice, Zhang Cuishan quickly ran over and asked, "Susu, what's wrong?"

"Fifth Brother, Wuji just called me Mother." Yin Susu said with surprise.

"Really?" Zhang Cuishan asked, somewhat doubtful but also happy. Although his son was somewhat smart, it was impossible for him to speak in less than two months.

Xie Xun, hearing the commotion, also rushed over: "Sister-in-law, what happened?"

Zhang Cuishan said, "Susu said Wuji spoke and called her Mother."

"Really?" Xie Xun also looked at Yin Susu with some excitement.

"Yes, it's true." Yin Susu looked at Zhang Wuji with some expectation and said, "Wuji, call me again?" Zhang Wuji had no choice but to speak again: "Mother. "

Then he turned to Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun and called out, "Father, Godfather."

"Okay..." Zhang Cuishan trembled with excitement, while Xie Xun burst into laughter.

"So noisy." Zhang Wuji rolled over in Yin Susu's arms.

"Oh." Xie Xun was momentarily speechless, but the child's innocent words warmed his heart, and Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but smile.

That day, Yin Susu was taking a nap in the cave when Zhang Wuji felt a little hungry and let out a "wah!" Yin Susu was startled awake. Seeing Zhang Wuji staring at her chest, she knew he was hungry, so she quickly lifted her leather jacket, revealing two full, white breasts. Her rosy nipples stood erect on her areolas, with specks of white milk on them.

Since they had been on the deserted island for over a year, their original clothes were damaged, and they were now wearing leather jackets and trousers made of animal fur. Yin Susu quickly embraced Zhang Wuji, placing her left nipple into his mouth. Looking at his pair of white, full, tender, and perky breasts, Zhang Wuji felt a strange heat rising within him. In his previous life, Zhang Wuji was a complete novice. Although he had seen all sorts of breasts in adult videos, this was his first time seeing them in real life, and he was immediately captivated.

He began suckling at Yin Susu's tender nipple, the sweet milk flowing into his mouth, making him feel completely comfortable. He couldn't resist reaching out and pinching Yin Susu's other breast, feeling its soft, smooth texture, his five little fingers sinking into the white flesh.

"Mmm," Yin Susu let out a soft moan. Hearing this shy yet reproachful sound, Zhang Wuji felt his brain explode. He couldn't help but lick and suck on Yin Susu's nipple with his tongue, his small hand climbing up to the peak, pinching and kneading the bright red nipple forcefully.

"Mmm...oh..." Not long after giving birth, Yin Susu's body was still very sensitive. Zhang Wuji's actions sent a jolt through her body, causing her to involuntarily moan. Hearing her own moan, Yin Susu blushed, inwardly cursing herself, "Yin Susu, you actually felt something while your own son was nursing!"

Yin Susu was already a beauty, and after childbirth, she possessed a mature and voluptuous aura. Combined with her current shy and alluring charm, Zhang Wuji was practically mesmerized, his heart burning with desire. He then worked even harder, his tongue expertly licking her nipples and areolas, his lips forcefully sucking on her fragrant flesh, his small hands constantly stroking and squeezing her other breast, even drawing out her milk, which sprayed onto the ground.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." Yin Susu tried hard to suppress her moans, but alluring sounds still escaped her lips. Finally, unable to resist any longer, she removed Zhang Wuji's mischievous hand from her breast. "Wah..." Zhang Wuji, seeing this, spat out his nipple and pretended to cry. Yin Susu thought to herself, "Yin Susu, why are you getting angry with a baby? He doesn't understand anything, he just thinks it's fun. You can only blame yourself for not being able to resist." She quickly put her nipple back into Zhang Wuji's mouth and placed his hand on her breast.

Zhang Wuji smiled smugly. Children are so great; he could play with Yin Susu's breasts without restraint. He continued to bury his face in Yin Susu's chest, playing with and sucking her breasts.

"Oh...oh...mmm...oh..." Yin Susu bit her lip, letting out a low moan, her pretty face flushed, her eyes glistening with tears, her allure overflowing. She felt her lower body become wet and muddy, itchy and numb, and couldn't help but clench her thighs and rub them back and forth, but she couldn't find any sensation. A hint

of anxiety and longing appeared on her face. Zhang Wuji stopped after playing with her for a while, and Yin Susu breathed a sigh of relief, her pretty face showing relief mixed with a trace of disappointment. She quickly put Zhang Wuji down, tidied herself up, and hurried out of the cave to the seaside to wash herself.

Zhang Wuji chuckled behind her, his face full of lewdness. Thinking of the feeling of playing with Yin Susu's tender breasts, Zhang Wuji felt very satisfied, but remembering that she was his "mother," he felt some guilt and remorse, but also a sense of excitement. However, since he was a time traveler from the 21st century, he wasn't really her son. Finding an excuse for himself, Zhang Wuji's heart burned again. He wished he could possess her forever. Thinking of Zhang Cuishan pressing Yin Susu's beautiful body beneath him and playing with it at will, Zhang Wuji felt extremely jealous. “No, I can’t let him have Mother again. Mother will be mine from now on. But how can I stop them from sleeping together?” Zhang Wuji thought for a while, and finally decided that the only solution was to keep a close watch on Yin Susu and not give them any chance to be alone together. “Hmm, that’s what I’ll do.”

After that, Zhang Wuji could walk unsteadily at three months old, and by four months he was running around everywhere. Yin Susu and the other two were no longer surprised. When Zhang Wuji turned one year old, Zhang Cuishan began to teach him to read. Whether it was because he was born with a clever mind or for some other reason, Zhang Wuji found that he could learn things very quickly, and as long as he heard or saw something once, it would be imprinted in his mind, as if he had a photographic memory or a vivid memory.

The three were very happy about Zhang Wuji’s intelligence. A few days later, after Zhang Wuji had learned all the meridians and acupoints of the human body, Xie Xun appeared in front of them and said, “Fifth Brother, now you can start teaching Wuji martial arts.”

“Isn’t it too early?” Zhang Cuishan was a little worried.

“Don’t worry, Wuji’s body absorbs innate energy, making his meridians wider and stronger than ordinary people. He can learn martial arts with peace of mind. Besides, the earlier

he starts learning, the better.” Hearing Xie Xun say this, Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan were relieved. Zhang Cuishan then said, “Brother, now that Wuji can learn martial arts, why don’t you teach him from today?” Xie Xun shook his head: “No, my martial arts are too profound for the child to comprehend. You should teach him the Wudang mental techniques. I will teach him again in a year or two. After a few years, you can go back!”

Yin Susu asked curiously, “You mean we can go back? Back to the Central Plains?” Xie Xun said, “For the past two years, I have been paying attention to the wind direction and water flow on the island. Every year during the longest night, the north wind always blows for dozens of days and nights.” "Keep going. We can build a big raft, attach sails, and ride the north wind southward. If the heavens don't interfere, maybe you can return to the Central Plains." Yin Susu said, "We? Aren't you coming with us?" Xie Xun said, "What would I do back in the Central Plains if I'm blind?" Yin Susu said, "If you don't go, we absolutely won't allow you to stay alone. The child won't want to either. Without his godfather, who will care for him?" Xie Xun sighed, "I can care for him for ten years, that's enough. The heavens are always messing with me. If this child spends too much time with me, I'm afraid the heavens will take their anger out on him, and some misfortune will befall him." Yin Susu shuddered, but thinking it was just something he said casually, she didn't take it to heart.

So Zhang Cuishan began teaching Zhang Wuji the basic Wudang internal energy cultivation method. Zhang Wuji mastered it in seven or eight days. He also discovered that integrating the purple qi into his true qi significantly increased its circulation speed, by about a third, and the purple qi also increased slightly, though the increase was minimal due to the low level of the internal energy cultivation method.

When Zhang Wuji appeared before Zhang Cuishan and told him he had mastered the basic Wudang internal energy cultivation method, Zhang Cuishan was astonished, but considering Zhang Wuji's remarkable abilities, he was relieved. He then taught him the intermediate Wudang internal energy cultivation method. As for the more advanced Wudang Nine Yang Divine Skill, Zhang Cuishan dared not teach it to Zhang Wuji without his master's permission.

In this way, Zhang Wuji learned everything Zhang Cuishan could teach him in less than a year. Finally, Zhang Cuishan had no choice but to send Zhang Wuji to Xie Xun to teach him. When Xie Xun was teaching, he didn't ask Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan to observe. The two, adhering to the strict rules of the martial arts world, kept their distance and didn't examine Wuji's progress, trusting that what Xie Xun taught must be an exceptionally profound skill. Time flew by, and more than a year passed in the blink of an eye. In this year, Zhang Wuji had mastered all of Xie Xun's teachings. Xie Xun also discovered that Zhang Wuji learned everything quickly, able to recite fluently what he was told after hearing it only once.

At this time, Zhang Wuji was three years old, and his internal energy had reached the second-rate level. In the martial arts world, internal energy levels are generally divided into: third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and innate, further divided into early, middle, late, and perfect stages. Xie Xun had reached the late first-rate stage, Zhang Cuishan was at the early first-rate stage, and Yin Susu was even lower, at the late second-rate stage. What Zhang Wuji lacked was the skill level in his moves, so Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun took turns training him, allowing Zhang Wuji to gradually integrate all his knowledge.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wuji also discovered that integrating purple energy into his internal energy greatly increased its power. For example, when Zhang Wuji used pure internal energy to strike, he could only leave a shallow handprint on the stone wall. However, with the same amount of internal energy infused with a trace of purple energy, the handprint would be much deeper. If the same amount of purple energy was used, the power would be twice that of the former. However, the purple energy in his body was still insufficient and could not withstand depletion. "I will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary," Zhang Wuji thought to himself.

Chapter 003 Serendipitous Encounter

More than three years after arriving in this world, Zhang Wuji had been busy practicing his martial arts and had not explored Icefire Island much. Now, his internal energy was stuck at the mid-stage of the second-rate realm, and he could not break through in a short time. Therefore, Zhang Wuji decided to explore Icefire Island properly.

On this day, after finishing his martial arts practice, Zhang Wuji used his lightness skill to head east, while the west side was a volcano. He traveled east for about two hours, passing through plains and low hills with occasional trees. After walking for another half hour, a small hill appeared ahead. After crossing the hill, a lake came into view, with a thatched hut beside it.

Zhang Wuji arrived at the thatched hut and found a mound of earth standing before it, with a stone tablet in front of it. He examined the inscription, which read "Tomb of Xiong Ba." Upon seeing these words, Zhang Wuji was greatly surprised, for the name Xiong Ba was too famous: Cloud-Dispelling Palm, Heavenly Frost Fist, Wind God Leg, Three-Part Return to Origin Qi—a string of terms flashed through his mind.

Zhang Wuji entered the thatched hut and found only a simple bed with an animal hide on it. He picked it up and saw that it was covered with dense writing, not written with ink, but etched with internal energy, yet without damaging the hide in the slightest. Zhang Wuji picked up the fur and read the inscription: "I came to this world by chance, which made me realize that there are worlds beyond worlds. I came to this new world hoping to learn the martial arts of the heroes here, but I found that the highest level of martial arts was only at the Innate Realm. In my world, above the Innate Realm are the Refining Void, Breaking Void, and Returning to Origin Realms. With my perfected Breaking Void Realm, I disdain competing with these juniors. Disheartened, I went to sea and came to this place to live in seclusion. A hundred years later, I broke through to the Returning to Origin Realm, but my days are numbered. I have integrated my new insights into my life's learning to perfect it. Now I leave this scroll for a destined person." The following text was the manuals for the Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, Wind God Leg, and the Three-Part Returning to Origin Qi.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiong Ba had only transmigrated to this world by chance and had already passed away. If a character from the Storm Riders appeared in this world, he would be nothing. However, now that Xiong Ba was dead, the secret manual inside had come to his aid. Moreover, it was a martial art modified by Xiong Ba after he reached his final level. He picked up the fur and began to study it. After memorizing all the contents, he circulated his internal energy to pulverize the fur. Watching the powder dissipate in the air, Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. It was best that only he knew these martial arts techniques.

Leaving the thatched hut, Zhang Wuji kowtowed three times before Xiong Ba's grave to express his gratitude for the manual. Then, he turned and used his lightness skill to fly back in the direction he had come from. A surge of heroic spirit welled up within him. Even Zhang Sanfeng, the highest-ranking martial artist in *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*, was only at the Innate Realm, though he didn't know which level. If he mastered Xiong Ba's martial arts and combined them with the *Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic*, who in the world could be his match? Back in the cave, Zhang Wuji didn't tell the three about what had happened, choosing to keep it a secret.

The next day, Zhang Wuji began practicing the martial arts left behind by Xiong Ba. To cultivate the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi, one must simultaneously master the Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg techniques, then fuse these three internal energies into a single internal energy—the Returning Origin Internal Energy. This is the first level of the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi. Reaching this level marks the initial stage of Breaking Void. There are two more levels afterward, and successful cultivation of these will lead to the Returning Origin realm.

Zhang Wuji simultaneously circulated the Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg techniques. Three strands of true energy appeared in his dantian, flowing into his meridians. After circulating for a cycle, the energy doubled in size. However, as it circulated in his dantian, it was absorbed by the Human Emperor's Body, which also absorbed the Wudang true energy within him. "What's going on?" Zhang Wuji was shocked. He quickly circulated the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic to try and stop the Human Emperor's Body, but this only accelerated its absorption rate, quickly draining all the true energy from his dantian. Zhang Wuji was truly frustrated; his two years of hard-earned true energy had vanished in an instant.

However, Zhang Wuji's frustration didn't last long. His Human Emperor form released his inner energy, but to his surprise, the released energy wasn't any of the previous types. It was a new kind of energy, flowing along the pathways of the Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, Wind God Leg, and the Wudang Heart Sutra. This was equivalent to simultaneously circulating four different techniques. After one cycle, Zhang Wuji not only fully recovered his inner strength but also broke through to the late second-rate level.

"Could the *Huangdi Neijing* have the characteristic of fusing inner strength?" Moreover, Zhang Wuji discovered that after one cycle of energy circulation, the increase was twice that of the Wudang Heart Sutra, and the speed was nearly a third faster than before—and this was without the acceleration of the Purple Qi. If that's the case, could he now cultivate the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi? Thinking this, Zhang Wuji quickly circulated the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi Heart Sutra. A trace of Returning Origin Qi immediately appeared within his body, but it was soon absorbed by his Human Emperor form, resulting in a new energy. Simultaneously, the amount of energy and the pathways within his body increased, and the energy circulation speed increased by half.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. However, the true energy within his body wasn't any single type of true energy, so what should he call it? After some thought, Zhang Wuji named the true energy within his body "Hun Yuan True Energy," meaning it was formed by fusing other true energies. Since the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic" he cultivated had the function of fusing other internal energy techniques, could he perhaps cultivate several more internal energy techniques, such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Manual?

Zhang Wuji circulated his energy through several major cycles, and the true energy within his body increased significantly. He believed that it wouldn't be long before he could break through to the second-rate perfection level. His purple energy also increased somewhat, though not much, but it was significantly more than the increase from only cultivating the Wudang Heart Sutra. Half of his arm, the body of the Human Emperor, had already solidified.

Afterward, Zhang Wuji tried out three martial arts techniques: Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg. However, he could barely execute the third move of each, as he lacked sufficient true energy to support the later moves. As for the Three-Part Returning to Origin Qi, he exhausted all his strength and only managed to condense it into the size of a ping-pong ball, but its power was still quite good. When Zhang Wuji threw it, it made a loud "bang," leaving a crater about one meter in diameter in the ground.

Hearing the sound, Yin Susu, Zhang Cuishan, and Xie Xun immediately flew over, their faces full of worry. "Wuji, what happened?" they asked.

"I was just testing how to project my true energy, but I couldn't stop myself and had to throw it," Zhang Wuji said innocently.

"Wuji, you said you can project your true energy?" Xie Xun asked, somewhat surprised.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Yin Susu asked nervously.

"Generally speaking, only those who have reached the Innate Realm can project their true energy, and projecting true energy consumes too much of it, so usually no one projects their true energy. Below the Innate Realm, one can only circulate true energy to form internal energy, such as sword energy, saber energy, and so on."

"Then what's the difference between projecting true energy and internal energy?" the remaining three asked, looking at Xie Xun with some confusion.

"Externally released true qi is indestructible, only a special treasure or another externally released true qi can withstand it, while qi force is much weaker and can be resisted by many methods."

The three then understood the difference between the two. At this moment, Xie Xun said, "However, Wuji, releasing true qi is too dangerous. If you don't control it well, you can easily injure yourself. Don't try it lightly in the future. Also, don't tell others that you can release true qi at the second-rate realm. Remember, possessing a treasure is a crime."

"Yes, Wuji, you mustn't try releasing true qi in the future, it makes your mother worry." Yin Susu said anxiously.

"Yes, Mother." Zhang Wuji replied with a warm feeling in his heart. However, after Xie Xun said this, Zhang Wuji was a little confused. In his situation, was he releasing true qi or releasing qi force? After thinking it over, I still think the possibility of releasing true qi is greater, because to use the Three-Part Return to Origin Qi, one must master the three martial arts of Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg. At this point, one has already reached the Void Breaking Realm, and true qi has already been released. The key to the Three-Part Return to Origin Qi is to condense the released true qi into a compressed sphere and then use it to defend against enemies.

Having understood this, Zhang Wuji stopped dwelling on it and began to recover his internal energy. One day, after finishing his practice, he returned to the cave and found only Yin Susu alone. Excitedly, Zhang Wuji exclaimed, "Mother, I want to nurse!" Hearing this, Yin Susu blushed and lifted her leather coat, revealing two full, firm breasts, swollen and bulging, with nipples indented on their bright red areolas.

Zhang Wuji cheered and immediately pounced on her, pinning her down. His eyes were fixed on her breasts, two round, white, and delicate mounds, trembling and erect on her chest. Seeing Zhang Wuji's eyes fixed on her chest, Yin Susu felt a heat rising in her chest, her breasts swelling. Being looked at by Zhang Wuji's burning gaze gave her a tingling sensation, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Hurry up," Yin Susu said shyly. Hearing her voice, Zhang Wuji immediately lowered his head and suckled at her tender nipple. The sweet milk flowed into his mouth, which he drank in large gulps.

Zhang Wuji should have been weaned long ago at his age. Yin Susu had tried to wean him when he was about one year old, but Zhang Wuji wouldn't let her have her way and pleaded with her constantly. Touched by his pitiful pleas, Yin Susu couldn't bring herself to do it and let him continue breastfeeding. This happened several times without success, and even now, at three years old, he's still breastfeeding. Whether it's because of his frequent breastfeeding or other factors, Yin Susu still produces milk.

However, Yin Susu didn't tell Zhang Cuishan about this, leading everyone to believe that Zhang Wuji had already been weaned. Furthermore, since Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan hadn't had sexual relations in the past three years, Zhang Cuishan was unaware that Yin Susu was still producing milk. As for why Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan couldn't share a room, it was obviously Zhang Wuji's doing. Every night, Zhang Wuji would hold Yin Susu tightly, giving Zhang Cuishan no chance to make a move. Besides, he didn't want to consummate their marriage in front of their child. During the day, given Zhang Cuishan's adherence to propriety and ethics, he couldn't bring himself to engage in illicit sexual activity. Thus, Zhang Cuishan had no opportunity to touch Yin Susu.

This resulted in Yin Susu's pent-up desire for three years remaining unreleased, making her extremely sensitive. Now, with Zhang Wuji suckling her nipple, she felt an electric current coursing through her body, making her feel numb and unable to help but moan, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Previously, Yin Susu was somewhat shy, gritting her teeth to hold back her moans, but after a while, she let go. However, each time Zhang Wuji nursed her and played with her breasts, Yin Susu felt extremely comfortable, but each time it left her feeling unsatisfied and somewhat uncomfortable, so she felt a mixture of anticipation and fear.

Zhang Wuji suckled for a while, then kissed his way down Yin Susu's breasts from her nipples, his tongue licking and leaving glistening saliva behind. At the same time, one hand climbed onto Yin Susu's other breast, pinching and kneading it at the base, his five fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh. When he released it, the flesh bounced back out.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." Yin Susu's eyes were slightly narrowed, her face flushed, a hint of enjoyment on her pretty face, and she let out soft moans.

Zhang Wuji suckled at the base of her breasts, then slowly moved upwards, kissing the nipple, his tongue licking and swirling around it, occasionally putting it in his mouth and sucking with his teeth. His hands didn't stop either, his palms caressing the entire breast, rubbing the tender flesh. Then he grasped the breast, squeezing and kneading it repeatedly, sometimes squeezing out milk with too much force.

"Ah... Wuji... Oh... Oh... Wuji..." Yin Susu's eyes were glazed, her pretty face flushed, and she unconsciously murmured softly. She gently wrapped her arms around Zhang Wuji's head, pressing him against her chest, her legs twisting

and rubbing together. Her lower body felt itchy and empty, her vaginal muscles contracting and writhing, already soaked and wet. Seeing Yin Susu's alluring charm, Zhang Wuji's heart burned with desire, and his movements became even more intense. He grabbed Yin Susu's breasts with both hands and vigorously rubbed them, his mouth never stopping, constantly kissing and sucking on her breasts, occasionally teasing her nipples. This teasing caused Yin Susu to twist her body continuously, moaning softly.

"Ah... Wuji... Wuji..." Suddenly, Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji tightly, her body trembling, then freezing in place. Zhang Wuji knew Yin Susu had climaxed. After a while, Yin Susu came to her senses, a hint of shyness flashing across her face, and released Zhang Wuji.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Zhang Wuji asked, feigning confusion.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yin Susu's face showed a hint of awkwardness, and she said somewhat shyly. Seeing Yin Susu's awkward expression, Zhang Wuji chuckled inwardly. From then on, Yin Susu never mentioned weaning Zhang Wuji again, and at the same time, she became even more unrestrained when Zhang Wuji was breastfeeding.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Wuji broke through to the early stage of the first-class level. The Emperor's Body within his body had already solidified one arm. When sparring with Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun, under the same conditions, Zhang Wuji could easily defeat them, and could barely fight a first-class mid-stage expert for more than ten rounds. However, this was only because Zhang Wuji did not use his ultimate techniques such as the Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, Wind God Leg, and Three-Part Returning to Origin Qi, and his true qi did not contain purple qi. Otherwise, he could easily defeat a first-class mid-stage expert, and could also fight against a first-class late-stage expert.

On this day, Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun sparred. Neither of them used internal force, and they exchanged blows as they came. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than twenty blows. At that moment, the group felt the earth shake violently, their steps faltering, and they lost their footing. Zhang Cuishan stumbled forward, his chest slamming into the tip of Xie Xun's Dragon-Slaying Saber.

"Fifth Brother, be careful!" Yin Susu cried anxiously. Zhang Cuishan struggled to regain his balance, but the volcano was erupting fiercely, making it impossible to control him. His chest struck the tip of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and with a "thud," the saber pierced through his body.

"No..." Yin Susu screamed in agony, then fainted.

Xie Xun, hearing Yin Susu's scream and feeling the saber pierce his flesh, immediately understood what had happened. He released the saber and supported Zhang Cuishan's body, asking, "Fifth Brother, are you alright?"

Zhang Cuishan's chest was covered in blood, his lips trembling. He tried to say something, but couldn't utter a single word. With a final, feeble turn of his head, he glanced at Zhang Wuji and Yin Susu one last time before collapsing and dying. Sensing that Zhang Cuishan had stopped breathing, Xie Xun raised his head and roared in grief, "Ah..." At this moment, Xie Xun, filled with remorse and remorse, let out a mournful cry that sounded like thunder.

Xie Xun suddenly drew his Dragon-Slaying Saber and said, "Fifth Brother, I killed you, and now I will take your life." With that, he slit his throat with the Dragon-Slaying Saber. After the volcanic eruption subsided and the ground returned to calm, Zhang Wuji rushed to the two men and cried out sorrowfully, "Father, Godfather..." Having spent five years with them, Zhang Wuji had essentially accepted his identity and developed feelings for them. Seeing them die before him, he was filled with immense grief, and tears streamed down his face.

Zhang Wuji cried for a while, then turned to Yin Susu and shook her body, calling out, "Mother, wake up, Mother!"

With a soft moan, Yin Susu awoke and cried out, "Fifth Brother..." Then, seeing the corpses of Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun not far away, she cried out again, "Fifth Brother..." Staggering, she threw herself at Zhang Cuishan, "Fifth Brother... how could you leave like this... I'll come down and join you..." She then picked up the Dragon-Slaying Saber, preparing to commit suicide. Zhang Wuji trembled at the sight and shouted, "No!" He used his inner energy to knock the Dragon-Slaying Saber from Yin Susu's hand. Zhang Wuji rushed to Yin Susu and hugged her, saying, "Mother, Father is gone, and Godfather is gone too. If you leave, what will become of me?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yin Susu trembled. She thought of how, if she died, her five-year-old son would be left alone in the world. Who would accompany him? How would he marry and have children when he grew up? She glanced sadly at Zhang Cuishan's corpse and burst into tears. She hadn't cried when she saw Yin Susu die, because she thought she would soon be able to join him in the underworld. But now that her will to die was gone, she could no longer be strong and cried sadly.

After a period of grief, Yin Susu forced herself to bury the two bodies. She didn't know whether to hate Xie Xun or not; he had mistakenly killed her husband, and although the circumstances didn't entirely place the blame on him, she should hate him. But he had also committed suicide, atoning for her husband's life. So her heart was filled with complex emotions, yet she still gathered his body and buried him.

After burying him and erecting a tombstone, Yin Susu stood alone before Zhang Cuishan's grave, her eyes empty, her face blank, her cheeks streaked with tears. She remained there for a whole day and night. Midway through, Zhang Wuji brought some food and called out, "Mother." But Yin Susu didn't respond. Zhang Wuji knew that Yin Susu was immersed in grief, her senses completely shut down, and she couldn't hear him.

Another day passed like this. Yin Susu hadn't eaten anything, and coupled with her grief, she looked quite haggard. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji could no longer bear it. He grabbed some food and pleaded, his voice trembling with tears, "Mother, please eat something, I beg you..." Hearing Zhang Wuji's pleading, Yin Susu trembled. She turned her head and forced a smile, "Wuji, Mother isn't hungry." But the smile looked more like a grimace.

"Mother, please eat something, otherwise your body won't be able to take it, I beg you."

Seeing Zhang Wuji's state, Yin Susu felt a pang of heartache. She took a small bite, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Although her face was still blank and sorrowful, she had finally regained some vitality. Several hours later, Yin Susu suddenly turned around and took Zhang Wuji's hand, saying, "Let's go back." "

Mother, are you alright?" Zhang Wuji asked with concern.

"Mother is fine." Yin Susu shook her head and glanced back at Zhang Cuishan's grave, thinking to herself, "Fifth Brother, when Wuji grows up, I'll send him back to the Central Plains, and then I'll come down to be with you." Remembering Xie Xun's words about the wind direction on the island, she thought she would send Wuji back to the Central Plains when he grew up.

For the next few days, Yin Susu stood silently before Zhang Cuishan's grave during the day and returned to her cave at night. She pretended to be calm in front of Zhang Wuji, but he noticed she was always secretly crying with her back to him. That night, Zhang Wuji again found her crying secretly, so he hugged her from behind and called out, "Mother..." Seeing that Zhang Wuji had woken up, Yin Susu quickly wiped away her tears, turned around, and forced a smile, "Wuji, what's wrong?"

"Mother, I know you secretly cry every night behind my back."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yin Susu trembled. Zhang Wuji continued, "Mother, don't cry, okay? You still have me. I'll take good care of you." Hearing this, Yin Susu burst into tears, tightly hugging Zhang Wuji.

"Mother, don't cry, don't cry. You still have me. I'll stay with you." "Zhang Wuji comforted her like a little adult."

Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji tightly, her voice choked with emotion, "Okay...okay...okay...from now on, let Wuji stay with Mother. Mother has lost her husband, and I don't want to lose you too."

"Yes, I will definitely stay with Mother from now on."

After about a month, Yin Susu had recovered her spirits. Although a trace of sadness still occasionally showed, she had returned to normal. During the day, apart from visiting Zhang Cuishan's grave, she spent all her time with Zhang Wuji, watching him practice martial arts every day. She had made Zhang Wuji her only source of support in life.

That night, the two went to bed, and Zhang Wuji pressed down on Yin Susu, saying, "Mother, I want to nurse."

"No." Yin Susu was sad and unwilling. But Zhang Wuji ignored her, grabbed Yin Susu's leather coat and pulled it up. Yin Susu struggled slightly, then closed her eyes and let Zhang Wuji do as he pleased.

As soon as the leather jacket was lifted, two full breasts sprang out. Zhang Wuji immediately grabbed one and began to knead it, while lowering his head to lick and suckle the tender flesh. Yin Susu's body trembled, then fell silent. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji took Yin Susu's nipple into his mouth and gently bit it, licking it with his tongue. At the same time, his hands grasped and caressed her round, full breasts, which were soft, warm, and elastic to the touch. He occasionally kneaded the nipples at the peaks with his fingers. The attack on her sensitive area made Yin Susu's breathing quicken, and she let out low moans.

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Oh..."

Seeing Yin Susu's reaction, Zhang Wuji became even more vigorous, his teeth lightly tapping the firm nipple, his tongue teasing the very tip, greedily tasting and sucking. His hands cupped the heavy breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, the tender breasts constantly changing shape in Zhang Wuji's hands.

"Oh...oh...Wuji...be gentle...um...um..." Yin Susu writhed and moaned.

Zhang Wuji sucked on her breasts, draining them of all the milk. Her full breasts were covered in his saliva. He pinched her tender nipples, lifting and lowering them, twisting and turning them.

"Wuji...um...um...oh...oh...ah..." Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji tightly, her face flushed. Her body trembled a few times before she stopped moving. After a while, she said, "Alright, Wuji, go down."

"Mother, I want to sleep holding your grandma," Zhang Wuji said coquettishly.

"Mmm." Yin Susu blushed and hummed in agreement, turning her body to the side, her back to Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji chuckled at this, hugging Yin Susu from behind, grasping her full, firm breasts with both hands, pressing his head against her back, inhaling her fragrance, and closing his eyes in satisfaction.
February 14th,

Chapter 004: The Deaths of Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun.

Two years passed in this way. Every night, Zhang Wuji would play with Yin Susu's breasts before falling asleep. At first, Yin Susu wore a leather coat, but as time went on, she took it off, leaving her upper body bare.

One day, Zhang Wuji discovered that his penis had finally become erect. He jumped up with joy. Although he knew he was still young and his penis was still developing, as a man, having a limp penis was still somewhat frustrating. Moreover, every night, holding Yin Susu's delicate body only allowed him to satisfy his cravings with his hands and mouth. Although it was pleasurable, it was ultimately not as good as real intercourse. Now that his penis was erect, he could finally press Yin Susu down and take her for himself. Besides, Zhang Cuishan was dead, and the biggest problem between them was solved. Looking at his penis, Zhang Wuji was very satisfied. Perhaps it was due to his superior innate conditions in this life, but his erect penis was eight inches long, practically a behemoth.

That night, Zhang Wuji once again lay on top of Yin Susu, kissing and kneading her full, firm breasts. His penis instantly hardened, pressing against Yin Susu's soft mons pubis, gently thrusting through her leather pants. At that moment, Yin Susu noticed something hot and hard between her legs. She reached out and grabbed Zhang Wuji's penis. Feeling the soft, smooth texture of her hand, Zhang Wuji trembled with excitement, almost ejaculating.

Yin Susu understood what was in her hand, her body stiffened, and then she sat up abruptly, saying, "Wuji, what are you doing?"

"Mother, I don't know, it just got hard down there, and it feels swollen and uncomfortable. Mother, are you sick?" Zhang Wuji feigned innocence, pretending to be pure.

"I..." Yin Susu froze, unsure how to speak. She thought to herself, "So Wuji has grown up. And his...things are so big, half again as big as Fifth Brother's. Ah, Yin Susu, Yin Susu, what are you thinking?"

"Mother..." Zhang Wuji called out, startling Yin Susu awake. "Am I sick?"

"No, Wuji has just grown up," Yin Susu comforted, hugging Zhang Wuji.

"Mother, I feel terrible, please help me." Zhang Wuji blinked, his face filled with anxiety.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yin Susu stiffened, her mind racing. She thought of him as her son, and she should refuse him. But looking at his anxious face, and thinking of Zhang Wuji and her on this deserted island, unable to meet any other women besides her, and how Zhang Wuji couldn't marry and have children if they couldn't return, she felt sorry for him and her heart ached.

"Mother, help me, it hurts so much," Zhang Wuji said, feigning anxiety.

Zhang Wuji's anxious voice made Yin Susu's heart tremble. Maternal love overcame her ethics, and she decided to help Zhang Wuji, especially since there was no one else here who could help him. However, Yin Susu had no idea what to do. She couldn't accept letting Zhang Wuji enter her body, and she didn't know any other methods.

Seeing Yin Susu's expression, Zhang Wuji knew she had agreed but didn't know how to proceed. So he said, "Mother, I want to use your buttocks." Zhang Wuji knew that entering Yin Susu's body now was unrealistic; she couldn't accept it, so he settled for second best. Zhang Wuji's words relieved Yin Susu, but she also felt a little shy, having her son play with her buttocks. She felt a strange feeling.

"Mother," Zhang Wuji called out, pressing Yin Susu onto the bed, making her lie on her side. He grabbed Yin Susu's leather pants and pulled them down. Yin Susu reached out slightly to stop him but gave up. The pants were pulled down to her knees, revealing her round, plump buttocks sticking out. Zhang Wuji reached out a trembling hand and stroked Yin Susu's buttocks, feeling their smooth, soft, and fleshy texture.

"Mmm..." Yin Susu groaned softly, her buttocks subtly thrusting back. Zhang Wuji stroked her buttocks for a while, then pulled down his pants, his penis already erect. Zhang Wuji lay behind Yin Susu, grasping her breasts with both hands, moving his waist forward, his glans touching her buttocks. He slowly inserted his penis into her buttocks, feeling the firm, elastic flesh of her buttocks clamping around his penis, the soft, smooth flesh rubbing against it. The sensation made Zhang Wuji, a virgin in both his lives, cry out involuntarily.

"Mother...it feels so good..."

Yin Susu gently wiggled her buttocks, her fleshy buttocks rubbing against Zhang Wuji's penis. Zhang Wuji grabbed Yin Susu's breasts and kneaded them forcefully, his penis gently thrusting in and out of her buttocks. Each time the head of his penis struck Yin Susu's anus, her body trembled, and she moaned continuously.

"Hmm...hmm...um...oh...Wuji..."

After a dozen or so gentle thrusts, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but thrust forcefully, calling out, "Mother...Mother...it feels so good..." He gripped Yin Susu's breasts tightly, kneading them vigorously.

"Ah...Mother...Mother...ah..." Zhang Wuji cried out a few times, unable to hold back his ejaculation into Yin Susu's buttocks. The hot semen hit her anus, causing Yin Susu's body to tremble, and she moaned, "Ah...Wuji...ah..." She too reached orgasm.

The two embraced quietly, neither speaking, only their rapid breathing could be heard. After a while, Yin Susu said softly, "Wuji, let go of your mother, I'm going to wash up." She prepared to get up, but her movement caused her buttocks to rub against Zhang Wuji's somewhat limp penis, stimulating it to harden again

and press against her anus. "Ah, Wuji," Yin Susu cried out softly, "Why are you doing this again?" Zhang Cuishan had gone limp after one time before, so he assumed Zhang Wuji would do the same, but to his surprise, Zhang Wuji hardened again shortly after ejaculating.

Zhang Wuji then began thrusting into Yin Susu again, this time lasting a full hour before ejaculating into her buttocks. After ejaculating, Zhang Wuji collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Yin Susu, her face flushed and shy, glanced at Zhang Wuji before getting up to wash herself.

When Yin Susu returned, Zhang Wuji grabbed her again, his hard penis pressing against her buttocks. “Wuji, no more, you’re still too young, you can’t do too much,” Yin Susu said, twisting her body.

“Mother, I won’t move, I’ll just hold you like this while I sleep.”

“Mmm.” Yin Susu responded, thrusting her hips back to make it easier for Zhang Wuji’s penis to enter.

After that night, every night Zhang Wuji would insert his penis into Yin Susu’s buttocks and then grab her breasts to fall asleep. But Zhang Wuji was no longer satisfied with this; he wanted to completely possess Yin Susu.

Another night, Yin Susu took off her leather coat and pants and lay on the bed. Zhang Wuji climbed on top of Yin Susu, grabbed her breasts, kissed and kneaded them, making Yin Susu’s eyes glaze over and her mouth utter soft moans. Seeing that Yin Susu was immersed in pleasure, Zhang Wuji slowly kissed downwards, reaching Yin Susu’s flat and smooth abdomen. He kissed it for a while, and seeing that Yin Susu hadn’t noticed his movements, he quickly lay down between Yin Susu’s legs, spreading her fair and plump thighs apart with his hands. Soft, dark pubic hair, a high-rising mons pubis, two plump labia parted to reveal bright red flesh inside, glistening love juice seeping out, making the entire mons pubis look wet, shiny, and erotic.

Zhang Wuji paused for a moment, then immediately lowered his head and kissed and sucked on Yin Susu's full mons pubis. "Ah..." Yin Susu let out a satisfied moan, then came to her senses and struggled, saying, "Wuji... ah... there... no... oh... Wuji... stop... oh..." But Zhang Wuji continued, his lips enveloping her labia, his tongue sweeping and licking the flesh inside. Seeing Yin Susu trying to get up, Zhang Wuji sucked hard, and Yin Susu went limp on the bed again, moaning with pleasure, "Hmm... hmm... hmm... oh..."

Yin Susu's body couldn't stop Zhang Wuji's actions, but she kept calling out, "Ah... Wuji... no... ah... oh..."

Zhang Wuji inserted his tongue into Yin Susu's vagina, stirring and licking the vaginal walls, then began thrusting in and out like a penis. One hand reached to the top of her mons pubis, found the clitoris that had already protruded, and pinched and kneaded it. Stimulated by Zhang Wuji's actions, Yin Susu's face flushed crimson. Her hips swayed gently against the bed, occasionally lifting them involuntarily to cooperate with Zhang Wuji's sucking.

"Ah... Ah... Wuji... Oh... Wuji... Hmm... Ah... Ugh..." Yin Susu's eyes were glazed over, she didn't even know what she was saying. This kind of oral sex, which she had never experienced before, made Yin Susu feel extremely comfortable. Her vagina, which had not been explored for seven years, was now filled with passion as a foreign object invaded it. The flesh inside contracted and writhed intensely, tightly gripping Zhang Wuji's tongue. As Zhang Wuji's tongue licked, the flesh inside her vagina trembled and contracted even more violently.

"Ah... Wuji... Wuji..." Yin Susu called out Zhang Wuji's name loudly, her whole body trembling violently. Her vagina trembled and contracted intensely, and a warm liquid gushed out, spraying into Zhang Wuji's mouth before he could react, and then he gulped it down.

"Ah..." After a long while, Yin Susu finally let out a comfortable cry, her whole body going limp on the bed, her pretty face flushed, panting heavily. Seeing Yin Susu's appearance, Zhang Wuji, his penis erect, the glans pressed against the still contracting vaginal opening, said, "Mother, how come there's another opening here? It should be able to go in, right?" With that, he thrust his hips forward, and his penis "plop" slid in.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yin Susu cried out, "No..." and reached out to stop him, but it was too late. As soon as Zhang Wuji's large penis entered, the feeling of emptiness being filled made her so comfortable that she almost cried. Seven years of emptiness were finally filled, and her whole body went limp.

When Zhang Wuji's penis entered Yin Susu's vagina, he felt it was warm, slippery, and tight. It turned out that because Yin Susu had cultivated internal energy, although she had given birth, her vagina, nourished by true energy, had slowly returned to the tightness of a virgin.

"So good." Having lived two lives, Zhang Wuji was entering a woman's vagina for the first time, and the sensation made him exclaim with pleasure. Then, holding Yin Susu's thighs, he gently began to thrust.

"No... ah... Wuji... ah... no... ah... I don't want it..." Yin Susu's body was extremely sensitive, fueled by seven years of pent-up desire and the recent orgasm. With each thrust, waves of pleasure surged from her lower body throughout her entire being. She cried out "no," but the sensations made her moan incessantly.

"Mother, your hole feels so good..." Zhang Wuji teased Yin Susu, increasing the speed of his thrusts.

"Ah... oh... no... I don't want it... ah... Wuji... stop... ah..." Yin Susu moaned loudly.

"Mother, do you want it or not?" he asked, looking at the shy and alluring expression on Yin Susu's face.

"Ah...no...ah...oh...yes...ah..."

"Mother, you do want it, right?" Zhang Wuji chuckled, pressing Yin Susu's legs down to her chest, and began thrusting his penis in and out forcefully. His hips slammed against Yin Susu's buttocks, making a "slap slap slap" sound. The in-and-out motion of his penis pulled her labia inside out, and her vaginal fluids were squeezed out with the intense thrusting, spraying from her vaginal opening and wetting their pubic hair. Some of it flowed down Yin Susu's buttocks and dripped onto the bed.

"Ah...Wuji...ah...oh...um...Wuji...ah ah...faster...ah...oh..." Yin Susu was completely immersed in the surging pleasure, letting out joyful moans from her delicate lips.

Hearing Yin Susu's cries, Zhang Wuji felt immense satisfaction and quickened his pace. He thrust his penis in all the way, then immediately withdrew it to the entrance, before quickly plunging it back in, the glans striking her soft clitoris with each thrust.

"Ah… Wuji… Ah Mother… I can't take it… Ah…" Yin Susu suddenly grabbed Zhang Wuji's chest, her legs clamping around his waist, her hips raised high, her vagina contracting and releasing a warm, scalding liquid that hit Zhang Wuji's glans, sending a pleasurable sensation through him. Zhang Wuji discovered that the purple energy within his body had automatically circulated into Yin Susu's body, flowing back in, but the amount had increased significantly, almost equivalent to a month of his arduous cultivation. Could the *Huangdi Neijing* truly be a secret manual for dual cultivation? Was the legend of the Yellow Emperor ascending to immortality after seduce ninety-nine women true?

After a while, Yin Susu lowered her hips, her legs clamped tightly around Zhang Wuji, and landed on the bed, letting out a soft sigh. Seeing that Yin Susu had relaxed, Zhang Wuji began thrusting again, while lowering his head to kiss her full, firm breasts.

"Ah... Oh... Oh... Oh..." Aroused by Zhang Wuji's actions, Yin Susu moaned, "Ah... Wuji... Ah... Oh..."

"

Ah... Wuji... Ah, stop... Mother... can't take it anymore... Ah... Mother... can't bear it... Ah... Wuji... Spare Mother... Ah..." After five orgasms, Yin Susu felt weak and powerless, unable to even move a finger, and began to beg for mercy.

"Mother, just bear with it a little longer, ah... Your son... is almost there too..." Zhang Wuji panted, thrusting rapidly while his hands kneaded Yin Susu's breasts forcefully.

"Ah..." Yin Susu reached another climax, and Zhang Wuji, his penis doused with warm, lustful fluid, finally couldn't hold back any longer and was about to erupt. He thrust hard a few times, pressing his penis tightly against Yin Susu's vagina, the glans pressing against her clitoris, and hot semen spurted from his urethra, hitting her clitoris forcefully.

"Ah..." Doused with Zhang Wuji's semen, Yin Susu experienced another climax. After ejaculating, Zhang Wuji collapsed onto Yin Susu, panting. The two lay quietly for a while, then Yin Susu rolled Zhang Wuji off her, slapped him across the face, glared at him angrily, picked up her leather jacket and pants, got off the bed, and walked towards the cave entrance. However, after the climax, Yin Susu's whole body was weak, and her steps were unsteady and unsteady.

Zhang Wuji was somewhat stunned by the slap, but he didn't regret it. If a slap could earn him the chance to pin Yin Susu down and ravage her, it was worth it. After a while, Zhang Wuji became worried when he saw that Yin Susu hadn't returned. He put on his clothes and went outside, where he saw a figure vaguely in front of Zhang Cuishan's grave. Zhang Wuji ran over and saw that it was indeed Yin Susu, standing there silently weeping.

"Mother," Zhang Wuji called out, but Yin Susu didn't respond. Zhang Wuji was frightened and ran over to hug Yin Susu, crying, "Mother!" But Yin Susu pushed him away.

"Mother, it's all my fault, please don't do this," Zhang Wuji pleaded. Seeing Yin Susu's expression, he was indeed nervous. "Mother, if you don't forgive me, there's no point in me living." He raised his hand to slap his forehead. Zhang Wuji didn't really want to die; he was betting that Yin Susu would stop him. Sure enough, seeing Zhang Wuji's movement, Yin Susu cried out, "No!" and grabbed Zhang Wuji's hand. Zhang Wuji stopped and hugged Yin Susu, crying, "Mother."

Yin Susu also hugged Zhang Wuji and cried, "How can we face your father, how can we face the world after doing such a thing, sob sob..."

"Mother, don't cry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have wandered in and entered your 'cave,' doing things I shouldn't have done," Zhang Wuji pretended to cry as well.

Hearing Zhang Wuji say the word "cave," a hint of shyness flashed across Yin Susu's pretty face. Looking at Zhang Wuji's heartbroken expression, she sighed inwardly. Thinking of Zhang Wuji and herself on this deserted island, with no one else to help him with those matters besides herself, and knowing that if they couldn't return to the Central Plains, Wuji wouldn't be able to marry and have children, and would be deprived of the joys of marriage, it was too cruel for him. In that case, only she would be left. Was this fate?

"Mother..." Zhang Wuji called out again.

"Sigh." Yin Susu sighed and said softly, "Let's go back."

Back in the cave, the two lay down quietly. After a while, Zhang Wuji felt his penis harden again. He turned around and hugged Yin Susu, saying, "Mother, I want it again."

"No." Yin Susu struggled slightly and whispered. Seeing that Yin Susu's struggle wasn't intense, he knew that she wasn't truly against it, but was just too embarrassed to commit incest with her son. Zhang Wuji immediately rolled over on top of Yin Susu and began to remove her leather clothes. Yin Susu struggled slightly, then cooperated with Zhang Wuji in removing her clothes.

"Mmm." Yin Susu let out a soft moan and shyly closed her eyes.

After the first time, the second time went much more smoothly. When Zhang Wuji inserted his penis into Yin Susu's vagina again, he couldn't help but let out a satisfied groan. He knew that from now on, he could possess Yin Susu for a long time.

Zhang Wuji began to thrust, looking at the shy and comfortable expression on Yin Susu's face, he was very excited, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss Yin Susu's red and tender lips. This was the first time Zhang Wuji had kissed Yin Susu's cherry lips, so his heart was pounding, and he was even a little nervous. He forced his tongue open Yin Susu's two thin and soft lips, wanting to put it into Yin Susu's mouth, but Yin Susu tightly bit her teeth. Zhang Wuji tried several times but couldn't get in. A little anxious, he released Yin Susu's lips and called out urgently, "Mother."

"Ah." Yin Susu sighed and released her teeth. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji kissed Yin Susu's cherry lips again, sucking on them, and his tongue squeezed into Yin Susu's mouth to find her fragrant tongue. Yin Susu's delicate tongue tried to dodge, but Zhang Wuji still managed to catch it. The moment their tongues touched, both of them trembled involuntarily, feeling a current rise from their souls, making them feel almost ethereal.

After a while, Zhang Wuji entwined his tongue with Yin Susu's, licking and sucking her saliva, occasionally hooking her tongue and drawing it into his own mouth. At the same time, he held Yin Susu's thighs with both hands, thrusting his lower body forcefully, as if trying to penetrate her entirely. Yin Susu's vagina also secreted lustful fluids, making Zhang Wuji's thrusting even smoother. Finally, Yin Susu couldn't bear it any longer and released Zhang Wuji's lips, beginning to moan.

"Ah... Oh... Oh... Ah... Wuji... Oh... Ah..."

Seeing his beautiful and charming "mother" moaning from his pleasure, Zhang Wuji felt extremely satisfied, so he thrust even harder, each time going all the way in, each thrust penetrating her flesh, making Yin Susu's delicate body tremble incessantly.

“Oh… ah… ah… um… um…”

“Mother, are you comfortable?” Zhang Wuji asked with a wicked smile.

“…”

“Mother, tell me?” Zhang Wuji pleaded.

“Um… comfortable…” Yin Susu glanced at Zhang Wuji shyly and said bashfully.

"Ah." Hearing Yin Susu utter the word "comfortable," Zhang Wuji felt like he was about to explode. He flipped Yin Susu over, making her kneel on the bed, and entered her from behind, thrusting wildly, the impact of his penis against her buttocks making rapid "slapping" sounds.

"No." Being placed in such a shameful position, Yin Susu felt extremely embarrassed. She had never imagined such a position before; when she shared a room with Zhang Cuishan, it was always the traditional, basic position. Yin Susu struggled a few times, but finally couldn't resist Zhang Wuji and could only bury her head in her arms.

"Ah... Wuji... ah... oh... oh... Wuji... Mother... ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm... I'm... coming..."

"Oh... oh... coming... ah... good... comfortable... ah..." Yin Susu's whole body spasmed, reaching orgasm.

……………….

"Ah, Mother, I'm coming too, ah... I'll shoot you to death..." Zhang Wuji shouted a few times, lying on Yin Susu's back, his penis tightly inserted into Yin Susu's vagina, and ejaculated.

"Ah... Mother... Ah... It's coming... Ah..."

The two collapsed onto the bed, limp and satisfied, after their climax. From that night on, they lived like a real couple. However, Yin Susu, concerned for Zhang Wuji's health, didn't allow him to do too much, but Zhang Wuji insisted on inserting his penis into Yin Susu's vagina every night and holding her while they slept. At first, Yin Susu was shy, but after Zhang Wuji's pleading, she softened and let him have his way. After each time, Yin Susu would use her internal energy to expel what Zhang Wuji had ejaculated inside her, thus preventing pregnancy.

Three years passed in this way. Zhang Wuji was now eight years old, looking like he was fifteen or sixteen. If it weren't for his still somewhat childish face, he would have been a handsome young man, if his pubic hair were trimmed. At this time, Zhang Wuji's internal energy had broken through to the late stage of the first-class level. His Human Emperor Body's two arms and left foot had solidified into physical form. He could use the fifth move of the Heavenly Frost Fist (Frosty River), the eighth move of the Cloud Dispelling Palm (Sea of Clouds and Waves), and the fourth move of the Wind God Leg (Wind Sweeps Away the Tower). His Three-Part

Return to Origin Qi, when used at full power, could leave a crater two meters in diameter and half a meter deep on the ground. Chapter 005 Return

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. When Zhang Wuji turned ten, he had reached the perfect first-class level, only one opportunity away from entering the Innate Realm. His Human Emperor Body had been fully formed, its appearance clearly visible—a complete replica of Zhang Wuji, only much smaller. With the Human Emperor Body complete, he could begin to use the martial arts from the *Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic*, manifesting the Human Emperor Body to attack enemies or to provide complete defense.

That day, Yin Susu suddenly said to Zhang Wuji, "Wuji, we can go back in a few months." It turned out that Yin Susu had been pondering the meaning behind Xie Xun's words day and night, and finally understood. After years of observation, Yin Susu had finally determined the date.

"We can go back?" Zhang Wuji asked with delight. He had long wanted to go to the Central Plains, because Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, and other women were waiting for him there.

"Yes, in a few months the wind will turn south, and we can build a raft and go back with the wind." Respecting Yin Susu's wishes, she didn't want to risk going back, but thinking about how Zhang Wuji would grow up, marry, and have children, and how it would be a pity for him to spend his life on a deserted island, she decided to send Zhang Wuji back. However, she was also somewhat worried about the dangers of the vast ocean.

Then the two began to build a raft. Zhang Wuji watched as Yin Susu bent over to build the raft, her round, full buttocks high in the air, shaped by her leather pants in a beautiful arc. His lower body instantly hardened. He walked over and hugged Yin Susu's waist from behind, his penis pressing against her buttocks. He whispered to her, "Mother, I want you." Previously, Yin Susu would never have allowed Zhang Wuji to indulge in daytime lust, but this time she unexpectedly agreed.

"Mmm," Yin Susu responded, her face flushed.

"Really?" Zhang Wuji asked, somewhat surprised.

"Mmm," Yin Susu replied again.

"Great!" Zhang Wuji exclaimed happily, reaching out to pull down Yin Susu's leather pants. Yin Susu grabbed his hand, saying, "Let's go back to the cave."

"No, Mother, I want to stay here." Zhang Wuji broke free of Yin Susu's hand and pulled down her leather pants.

"Mmm," Yin Susu groaned shyly, bending over with her hands on the ground. By now, her leather pants had been pulled down to her ankles, revealing her fair, full, and pert buttocks, which shimmered alluringly in the sunlight. A deep cleavage concealed her delicate anus, below which lay a tightly closed pink mons pubis. Zhang Wuji squatted behind Yin Susu and licked her buttocks with his tongue.

"Mmm," Yin Susu's body trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan.

Zhang Wuji grasped Yin Susu's plump buttocks with both hands and began to knead them, kissing them with his lips and licking the tender flesh with his tongue. Then, he slid down into the deep cleft, gently licking her anus from the tip downwards.

"Oh..." Yin Susu swayed her hips, letting out a beautiful moan, "Oh... Wuji... no... there... ah... dirty... ah..."

Zhang Wuji gently pressed the tip of his tongue against her anus, rotating it over her delicate vulva, while his hands gripped Yin Susu's buttocks and kneaded them vigorously.

"Ah... Wuji... oh... oh... mmm... mmm..." Yin Susu moaned loudly, her body trembling.

Zhang Wuji played with Yin Susu's anus with his tongue for a while, then moved down to her pink mons pubis, which bloomed like a flower. The two labia parted, revealing the bright red flesh inside, the oozing fluid making the mons pubis wet and glistening in the sunlight, incredibly erotic.

Zhang Wuji took Yin Susu's mons pubis into his mouth, licking and sucking it, his tongue pushing and thrusting inside her vagina. A large amount of fluid was sucked into Zhang Wuji's mouth, swallowed like sweet dew.

"Oh...ah...Wuji...oh...ah...so good...ah...oh..." Yin Susu shook her hips wildly, letting out sweet moans.

"Ah...ah...coming...oh...Wuji...oh...coming...ah..." Yin Susu's body convulsed, her vagina gushing out a large amount of love fluid.

"Huff...huff..." Yin Susu breathed heavily after her orgasm. Zhang Wuji stood up from behind, pulled down his pants, and thrust his hard penis into Yin Susu's wet vagina.

"Oh..." Yin Susu let out a satisfied moan.

Zhang Wuji reached out and lifted Yin Susu's leather jacket to her chest, revealing two full, plump breasts with hardened nipples. Zhang Wuji grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard, two streams of white fluid spurting from her nipples. His lower body slowly began to move.

"Ah...ah...good...comfortable...oh...Wuji...harder...ah..."

Hearing Yin Susu's request, Zhang Wuji increased the force of his thrusts, making "slapping" sounds and "gurgling" sounds of his penis entering and leaving her vagina. He pressed his palms against Yin Susu's breasts, pinching her nipples with his index and middle fingers, and began to rub them back and forth.

"Ah...Wuji...good...oh...oh...oh...um...ah..." Yin Susu moved her hips to match Zhang Wuji's thrusts, her body turning pink from the pleasure.

Zhang Wuji's hands caressed Yin Susu's body, his penis thrusting rapidly, the glans pounding against her clitoris, occasionally pushing into her uterus. With each thrust, copious amounts of vaginal fluid dripped onto the sand. Her labia were wide open, swollen from the friction of his penis, the inner labia glistening with moisture as he repeatedly pulled them in and out.

"Ah... Wuji... you're too... hard... ah... I'm going to break... oh... Wuji... ah... I'm coming... oh... oh..." Yin Susu's body trembled, experiencing another orgasm.

After resting for a while, Yin Susu, panting, said, "Wuji, Mother is a little tired. Let's change positions." Over the years, at Zhang Wuji's insistence, the two had tried most positions. At first, Yin Susu was a little shy, but at Zhang Wuji's request, she shyly complied.

Zhang Wuji pulled out his penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid. He turned Yin Susu around, supporting her buttocks and lifting her up. Yin Susu's face was flushed, her almond-shaped eyes watery and dreamy. She wrapped her arms around Zhang Wuji's neck, her legs around his waist, her mons pubis pressed against his penis.

Zhang Wuji lowered his hands supporting Yin Susu's buttocks, and his penis parted her labia, penetrating her vagina. "Oh..." they both let out a satisfied moan. Zhang Wuji lifted Yin Susu's buttocks with both hands, repeatedly lowering and lifting her, his penis moving in and out of her vagina.

"Ah...oh...Wuji...oh...oh..." Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji's neck, tilting her head back and letting out seductive moans.

Zhang Wuji's hands quickly lifted and lowered, Yin Susu's vagina constantly swallowing and releasing Zhang Wuji's penis, her juices gushing from their point of contact, wetting Zhang Wuji's pubic hair and abdomen.

"Ah...ah...son...Wuji...ah...so good...oh..."

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and gently bit Yin Susu's neck, licking it, her chest pressing against his breasts, white milk being squeezed out of her nipples, spraying onto his chest, wet and with a hint of milky scent.

"Oh...oh...oh...coming...oh..." Yin Susu excitedly hugged Zhang Wuji, her whole body stiffening and spasming, warm liquid gushing from her vagina onto Zhang Wuji's glans.

...

The two kept changing positions on the beach, his penis forcefully thrusting into Yin Susu's vagina. “Ah… Oh… Wuji… Mother… Ah… Let me… Rest… a bit… Ah… It’s coming again… Oh…”

“Oh… Mother… I’m coming too… Shoot… Ah… Shoot for you… Ah…” Zhang Wuji also cried out, his penis pressing hard against Yin Susu’s clitoris.

“Ah… Wuji… Ah… Shoot… For… Ah… Shoot for me… Ah…” Scalded by Zhang Wuji’s hot semen, Yin Susu trembled all over and had another orgasm.

After a while, Zhang Wuji was the first to recover. He kissed Yin Susu’s pretty face, which was covered in fragrant sweat, and said softly, “Mother…”

“Wuji…” Yin Susu called out lazily, her whole body weak and powerless. She didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger. The two of them just quietly embraced each other. After a long while, Yin Susu regained some strength and said, "Wuji, carry me to wash up."

Zhang Wuji carried Yin Susu to the beach to wash herself. Looking at Yin Susu's smooth, fair skin, as smooth as a baby's, he couldn't help but gently stroke it, praising, "Ning, your skin is so beautiful."

Yin Susu looked at her delicate body, surprised that her skin was even better than before on this deserted island, and this change had only occurred a few years ago. Could it be because of Wuji? Zhang Wuji looked at Yin Susu's alluring body; she looked only a teenager. Could the *Huangdi Neijing* (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic) have the effect of improving a woman's constitution?

That night, back in the cave, Zhang Wuji and Yin Susu were passionately entwined again, without using contraception. In the past, every time Zhang Wuji ejaculated, Yin Susu would expel it with her internal energy, but today she didn't. Zhang Wuji was somewhat puzzled, but also somewhat pleased, because he had long wanted Yin Susu to conceive his child. In the following months, after their intimate moments, Yin Susu did not use contraception.

It took almost three months to finish tying it up, and then another half month to erect the mainmast and secondary masts. Then came hunting, curing meat, and sewing leather bags to store water. By the time all this was done, the days were extremely short and the nights extremely long, but the wind direction hadn't changed.

A few days later, the two woke up to find the wind had finally shifted, and they were overjoyed. However, Zhang Wuji didn't notice the worry and reluctance in Yin Susu's eyes. After packing everything up and resting for another night, they prepared to set off the next day. Zhang Wuji jumped onto the raft and said to Yin Susu, "Mother, come on up quickly."

"Wuji, Mother won't be going back. Be careful on your journey alone. When you return to the Central Plains, remember to visit Wudang Mountain, and also remember to visit your grandfather. He said his unfilial daughter couldn't come back to see him," Yin Susu said with a worried expression.

"Mother, if you're not going back, I won't go back either," Zhang Wuji jumped off the raft and said anxiously.

"Nonsense!" Yin Susu scolded, then blushed and said, "After what happened between us, I have no face to go back. Besides... besides..." She didn't finish her sentence, only gently stroking her abdomen.

Zhang Wuji looked at Yin Susu with some confusion, until he noticed her actions and suddenly understood. He trembled with surprise and said, "Mother, you..."

Yin Susu gave a shy "Mmm," saying, "It's all your fault. I'll wait for you to come back at Zhili."

Knowing what had happened to Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji chuckled. However, he also knew that Yin Susu was indeed not suited to wandering at sea right now. Seeing Zhang Wuji's silly expression, Yin Susu gave a coquettish huff and said, "Wuji, let's set off quickly." Zhang Wuji reached out and hugged Yin Susu, kissing her on the corner of her mouth, and Yin Susu responded passionately. After a long while, the two parted. Zhang Wuji gazed at Yin Susu and said, "Mother, take care." He then jumped onto the raft, untied the ropes, and, propelled by the north wind, slowly moved south. The two remained gazing at each other until their figures gradually disappeared.

They sailed at sea for several months. Zhang Wuji would often sit on the raft and practice his martial arts, occasionally striking the sea with his Cloud-Dispelling Palm. The force of the strikes would create a loud "bang," lifting the seawater into the air, and propelling the raft at a considerable speed. One day, they saw two faint black dots on the horizon. Zhang Wuji didn't know what they were and became fully alert. Although in the original story they encountered ships belonging to the Eagle Sect, things had changed in this world. Yin Susu and Xie Xun were long dead; who knew if those were Eagle Sect ships?

More than an hour later, Zhang Wuji finally saw the true form of the black dots: two ships. Looking closely, he saw a large black eagle painted on the left, its wings outstretched, its form imposing—the very banner of the Heavenly Eagle Sect. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but marvel at the power of fate; what was destined to happen would happen. He then hoisted the sails and turned the rudder. The raft veered slightly to the left, slowly approaching the two ships. Even with the sails fully hoisted, the raft moved extremely slowly, taking quite some time to approach the two ships. Suddenly, someone on the Heavenly Eagle Sect ship shouted, "We have legitimate business; unrelated guests, please leave." Zhang Wuji replied, "The sun and moon shine brightly, the Heavenly Eagle spreads its wings, the holy flames blaze, benefiting all people. This is the headquarters of the sect. Which altar is burning incense and lighting a fire?" He used the Heavenly Eagle Sect's slang, which Yin Susu had told him. The man on the boat immediately said respectfully, "Master Li of the Tian Shi Hall, along with Master Cheng of the Qinglong Altar and Master Feng of the Shen She Altar, are here. Is it Master Yin of the Tianwei Hall who has arrived?" Zhang Wuji then said, "Master of the Ziwei Hall." Upon hearing the words "Master of the Ziwei Hall," chaos erupted on the other boat. After a short while, more than ten people shouted in unison, "Miss Yin is back! Miss Yin is back!"

An old voice from the opposite boat said, "We heard that our sect leader's daughter, Miss Yin, has returned. How about we temporarily cease fighting?" Another loud voice said, "Alright! Everyone, stop!" Then the sounds of clashing weapons ceased, and the fighting men leaped away. Zhang Wuji used the Ladder Cloud Leap to leap onto the Tianying Sect's boat.

At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the opposite boat: "Ladder Cloud Leap?" Meanwhile, the eight large conch shells on the Tianying Sect's side roared joyfully. Master Li stood at the forefront, with Masters Feng and Cheng standing behind him, followed by about a hundred sect members. A gangplank was laid between the large ship and the raft, and seven or eight sailors used long poles to hook the raft in place. The Heavenly Eagle Sect, led by the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, was divided into three inner halls and five outer altars, each commanding different followers. The three inner halls were Tianwei, Ziwei, and Tianshi. The five outer altars were Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, Zhuque, and Shenshe. The head of the Tianwei Hall was Yin Tianzheng's eldest son, Yin Yewang; the head of the Ziwei Hall was Yin Susu; and the head of the Tianshi Hall was Yin Tianzheng's junior brother, Li Tianyuan.

Upon seeing a child, ragged and covered in fur and leather, Li Tianyuan was somewhat suspicious and wary, asking, "Who are you? How do you know the secret code of my Heavenly Eagle Sect?" Zhang Wuji smiled slightly and said, "You are Grandmaster Uncle Li Tianyuan."

"I am indeed Li Tianyuan, but not your Grandmaster Uncle."

"My mother is Yin Susu, and you are my maternal grandfather's junior brother, so of course you are my Grandmaster Uncle. As for how I know the secret code of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, my mother told me."

"You say you are Susu's child?" Li Tianyuan asked excitedly, "But do you have any proof?" In fact, Li Tianyuan already believed Zhang Wuji's words, because Yin Susu would not casually reveal the secret code of the Heavenly Eagle Sect to others.

"This is my mother's jade pendant." Zhang Wuji took out a jade pendant, one side carved with an eagle, and the other side engraved with the character for eagle. Seeing the jade pendant, Li Tianyuan finally confirmed that the child in front of him was Yin Susu's child.

"Good, good, good." Li Tianyuan excitedly said "good" three times in a row, then asked, "What about your mother?"

"My mother has passed away, sob sob..." He pretended to cry, even squeezing out a few tears. Since he had a relationship with Yin Susu, and she didn't want to come back to face her former lover, he made up an excuse. However, Zhang Wuji wasn't lying; his mother "Yin Susu" was gone, leaving only his wife "Yin Susu."

"Ah, what?" Li Tianyuan shouted, angrily demanding, "Who did this?"

"My mother fell ill because she missed my father, and... and... she passed away, sob sob sob..." Zhang Wuji said, feigning sorrow.

"Don't cry, tell your grandmaster what happened," Li Tianyuan gently comforted him.

“When I was three years old, Xie Xun went berserk. My father fought him and fell into the sea, disappearing from sight. My mother, missing my father terribly, fell ill and passed away less than two years later. Later, I met my master, who saved me, taught me martial arts, and then let me return this year.”

“Sigh…” Hearing Zhang Wuji’s words, Li Tianyuan sighed and said, “Fate is cruel. Don’t cry, child. I’ll take you to see your grandfather. He’ll be very happy to see you.”

“By the way, child, what’s your name?” Li Tianyuan’s old face flushed red. Only now did he remember to ask Zhang Wuji’s name.

“My name is Zhang Wuji.”

“Hmm, I’ll call you Wuji. Where is your master? He saved you. We should go and thank him.”

“My master… He doesn’t like being disturbed. If other people go to see him, he’ll be angry.”

“Great masters do have some quirks. What is your master’s name?”

“My master’s name is Xiong Ba.” This time, Zhang Wuji didn’t lie.

“Xiong Ba.” Li Tianyuan thought carefully, but still hadn’t heard of this person. In the end, he could only conclude that he was a reclusive master. Li Tianyuan vaguely sensed that Zhang Wuji’s martial arts were very high, but he didn’t know what level he was at. It was impossible for an ordinary person to teach Zhang Wuji such high martial arts at such a young age.

At this moment, a voice came from the opposite side: “Who is the friend on the other side? How do you know Wudang’s Ladder Cloud Leap?” Hearing the voice, Zhang Wuji said to Li Tianyuan: “Grandmaster Uncle, I’ll go and see.” After saying that, Zhang Wuji leaped onto the opposite boat. Li Tianyuan and Cheng Feng, the two altar masters, followed closely behind, fearing that she might be in danger.

When they arrived on the opposite boat, they saw seven or eight people standing on the deck. One of them was a tall, thin man in his forties, who was Yu Lianzhou. Yu Lianzhou asked: “Young man, how do

you know Wudang’s Ladder Cloud Leap?” Zhang Wuji replied: “This was taught to me by my father. My father’s name is Zhang Cuishan. May I ask who you are?”

Li Tianyuan was shocked to hear this. He did not expect that Zhang Wuji was the child of Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan.

"Are you my fifth brother's child?" Yu Lianzhou asked excitedly. "Do you have any proof?"

"My father taught me the Wudang mental cultivation method."

The two went to a corner, and Zhang Wuji recited the Wudang mental cultivation method to Yu Lianzhou. After a while, Yu Lianzhou's excited voice came: "Good, you really are my fifth brother's child. I am your second senior uncle, Yu Lianzhou."

Zhang Wuji quickly bowed: "Greetings, second senior uncle."

Chapter 006 Narrative

Yu Lianzhou quickly helped Zhang Wuji up and asked: "Where is your father?"

"Um... my father passed away..." Zhang Wuji started to cry, but in his heart he thought: "Crying is really tiring, but I can't not cry."

"What? My fifth brother is gone? What happened?" Yu Lianzhou asked in surprise.

Zhang Wuji quickly told Yu Lianzhou the story he had told Li Tianyuan. After listening, Yu Lianzhou sighed: "Fate is cruel!" A few tears slid down his cheeks. For a person like Yu Lianzhou who was experienced in the martial arts world, he wouldn't cry unless he was too heartbroken. He quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He turned to Zhang Wuji and said, "Wuji, when I saw you use the Cloud Ladder Leap, your skill was clearly excellent. I wonder what realm you are at now?" "

Replying to Second Uncle, your nephew has already reached the Perfect First-Class realm."

"Perfect First-Class." Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yu Lianzhou was taken aback for a moment before laughing heartily, "Good, good! Fifth Brother has given birth to a fine child, a worthy successor!" You should know that Yu Lianzhou was only at the mid-stage of the First-Class realm at this time, but he did not expect Zhang Wuji to have reached the Perfect First-Class realm. However, he was more happy than anything else, happy that his fifth brother had given birth to such a fine child.

"To be able to teach you to become a Perfect First-Class master at such a young age, your master must be a peerless figure of this era. It's a pity he doesn't want to see strangers, otherwise I really would like to meet him." Yu Lianzhou said with some emotion.

"Then who is your mother?" Yu Lianzhou had some suspicion that it was Yin Susu.

"My mother is Yin Susu of the Heavenly Eagle Sect."

"Indeed." Yu Lianzhou thought to himself, but the fact was already established, and the person had already passed away, so there was no use dwelling on it. So he took Zhang Wuji's hand and led him to the crowd, introducing the people on the ship to Zhang Wuji.

A short, stout Taoist priest in a yellow crown was Xihua Zi of the Kunlun Sect, and a middle-aged woman was Xihua Zi's junior sister, Wei Si Niang, known in the martial arts world as "Lightning Lady." The others were also from the Kunlun Sect, but their reputations weren't as widespread as Xihua Zi's and Wei Si Niang's. Although Xihua Zi was not young, he had no manners whatsoever. He immediately said, "Since you are the son of Zhang Wuxia, you must know where that villain Xie Xun is, right?"

Zhang Wuji asked Yu Lianzhou, "Second Uncle, what exactly happened?" Seeing that Zhang Wuji didn't answer his question, Xihua Zi became agitated and shouted, "Didn't you hear me? Where is that villain Xie Xun?" He held a high position in the Kunlun Sect, was skilled in martial arts, and was used to being bossy.

The leader of the Divine Serpent Altar of the Heavenly Eagle Sect was a cunning and treacherous man. He was already furious that two of his disciples had died at the hands of Xihua Zi during the attack, so he coldly said, "Young Master Zhang is my sect leader's beloved grandson. Show some courtesy." Xihua Zi was enraged and shouted, "How can a vixen from an evil sect marry a disciple of a righteous sect? There must be some entanglement involved in this marriage!" The leader sneered, "I, the sect leader Yin, have also held my grandson. What nonsense are you spouting?" Xihua Zi angrily said, "This vixen..."

Hearing Xihua Zi call Yin Susu a vixen, Zhang... Wuji's expression turned cold. In a flash, he appeared beside Xihua Zi and slapped him across the face with a loud "thud." He said coldly, "You think you're worthy of being my mother?"

Everything happened so fast that no one could react. When they heard Zhang Wuji's words and saw Xihua Zi's swollen cheek, they were shocked. They hadn't expected Zhang Wuji's martial arts to be so high. They no longer dared to treat Zhang Wuji like a child. At the same time, they wondered what would happen if they faced that slap. The result was the same as Xihua Zi's.

"You dare..." Xi Hua Zi was stunned by the blow. After a while, he came to his senses and wanted to say something, but Wei Si Niang quickly pulled him back, saying, "Senior brother, don't be impulsive. Let's all listen to what Second Hero Yu has to say." Pulled by Wei Si Niang, Xi Hua Zi fully came to his senses. Thinking that Zhang Wuji could easily slap him, he could also easily kill him. Seeing Zhang Wuji's cold expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he was somewhat afraid. He quickly said, "I'll listen to Second Hero Yu."

Yu Lian Zhou then said, "Everyone, please go to the cabin to discuss this further. The brothers who are injured or killed on both sides should be treated first."

After entering the cabin, Li Tian Yuan made Zhang Wuji the head of the guest side, since he was the grandson of the leader of the Eagle Heaven Sect and had high martial arts skills at a young age. Yu Lian Zhou was the head of the host side. In the past ten years, Yu Dai Yan had not appeared since his injury, Zhang Cui Shan had disappeared and his fate was unknown, but the reputation of the other five heroes of Wudang had grown much stronger. Although Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and others were second-generation disciples of the Wudang School, they were already considered to be on par with the high-ranking monks of the Shaolin School in the martial arts world. People in the martial arts world held the Five Heroes of Wudang in high esteem, so Xihua Zi, Wei Siniang, and others honored him by giving him the seat of honor. Zhang Wuji and the others, having just witnessed his martial arts skills, dared not object. Only Yu Lianzhou felt somewhat uncomfortable, because he already considered Zhang Wuji a member of Wudang and believed he should sit on his side.

Yu Lianzhou said loudly, "Our Shaolin, Kunlun, Emei, Kongtong, and Wudang sects, along with nine other schools including Divine Fist and Five Phoenix Saber, and seven gangs including Sea Sand and Giant Whale, totaling twenty-one sects and gangs, had a misunderstanding with the Heavenly Eagle Sect in order to find the whereabouts of Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, Miss Yin of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, and my junior brother Zhang Cuishan. Unfortunately, both sides suffered casualties, and the martial arts world was in turmoil for ten years..." He paused here, then continued, "Fortunately, my fifth brother's child has appeared, and many past mysteries can now be clarified. However, the clues of the incidents over the past ten years..." "The situation is complex and cannot be resolved in a short time. In my opinion, we should all return to the mainland, have Hall Master Li inform the Sect Leader, and my junior brother should also return to Wudang to inform his master. Then, we can choose a place to meet and clarify right and wrong. If we can turn enemies into friends, that would be the best outcome..." Xi Hua Zi suddenly interrupted, "Where is that villain Xie Xun? We are looking for that villain Xie Xun."

Yu Lian Zhou then said, "Xie Xun is dead." Xi Hua Zi, Wei Si Niang, and the others exclaimed in unison, "Xie Xun is dead?" Yu Lian Zhou then recounted the story Zhang Wuji had told. Upon hearing that Xie Xun was dead, everyone remained silent, their thoughts unknown. Only Xi Hua Zi snorted, but dared not speak.

At this moment, Xi Hua Zi said, "Second Hero Yu, is Miss Yin of the Heavenly Eagle Sect truly Zhang Wuxia's wife?" Yu Lianzhou replied, "Indeed." Xi Hua Zi said sternly, "Two disciples of my Kunlun Sect were destroyed by your sect's Zhang Wuxia's wife, left neither alive nor dead. How do you intend to settle this score?"

Yu Lianzhou asked, "Isn't there some misunderstanding?" Xi Hua Zi laughed heartily, saying, "Misunderstanding? Haha, although Gao and Jiang have become idiots, they still remember one thing, can name a person, and know that the one who destroyed them is 'Yin...Su...Su'!" "

What grudge do you have? I'll settle it. You can come find me," Zhang Wuji said at this moment.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Xi Hua Zi's heart skipped a beat. Recalling what had just happened, his face seemed to sting again, filled with shame and anger, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He immediately wilted and shut his mouth without saying a word. Seeing Xi Hua Zi's reaction, everyone felt a bit contemptuous, even the Kunlun Sect members felt somewhat embarrassed.

At this moment, Yu Lianzhou spoke up, "Now that things are clear and Xie Xun is dead, why don't we disperse?" Suddenly, the sound of horns from the south could be heard, mournful and incessant. A disciple of the Kunlun Sect walked to the cabin door and said, "The Kongtong and Emei Sects have arrived to meet us." Xihua Zi was overjoyed and said, "Second Hero Yu, why not hear the opinions of the Kongtong and Emei Sects?" Yu Lianzhou could only say, "Alright!"

After a while, six or seven people from each of the Kongtong and Emei Sects entered the cabin and greeted Yu Lianzhou, Xihua Zi, Wei Siniang, and the others. The leader of the Kongtong Sect was a lean and wiry old man in coarse clothes, while the leader of the Emei Sect was a beautiful middle-aged nun who looked to be about thirty years old. Although she wore a plain robe, it made her appear even more voluptuous and charming. The group was taken aback to see Li Tianyuan and others from the Tianying Sect sitting in the cabin, and a child sitting in the main seat. Seeing that Xi Hua Zi's face looked like it had been slapped, they were also curious.

With the arrival of these people, Xi Hua Zi grew bolder and said, "Third Master Tang, Abbess Jingxu, the Wudang Sect and the Eagle Sect have joined forces! This time we're going to suffer a great loss." The short, thin old man in coarse clothes, Tang Wenliang, was one of the Five Elders of Kongtong, and the middle-aged nun, Abbess Jingxu, was the fourth-generation senior disciple of the Emei Sect. Both were highly respected martial artists, and they were both taken aback when they heard Xi Hua Zi's words. Abbess Jingxu was a meticulous person and knew Xi Hua Zi's impulsive temper was not good. Tang Wenliang rolled his eyes and glared at Yu Lianzhou, saying, "Second Master Yu, is this true?" Before Yu Lianzhou could answer, Xihua Zi interjected, "The Wudang Sect and the Eagle Sect have become in-laws, and Zhang Cuishan has become Yin Tianzheng's son-in-law..." Tang Wenliang asked in surprise, "The whereabouts of Zhang Wuji, who has been missing for ten years, have been found?"

Yu Lianzhou pointed at Zhang Wuji and said, "This is my fifth junior brother Zhang Cuishan's child, and this is a senior master of the Kongtong Sect, Third Master Tang Wenliang." After entering the cabin, Abbess Jingxu... He had remained silent until now, then said, "What exactly happened? Please enlighten me, Second Master Yu."

Yu Lianzhou then recounted the events. Upon hearing Yu Lianzhou's words, Tang Wenliang shouted, "That villain Xie Xun killed my own nephew! I, Tang, cannot stand alongside him! To let him die like this is far too lenient!" He then noticed Yu Lianzhou's displeasure and realized he had made a mistake, for Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun had perished together. He then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Yu Lianzhou and said, "Second Master Yu, please forgive me. I was a little agitated just now." Yu Lianzhou repeatedly said he dared not accept such a reply.

Tang Wenliang stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "In that case, farewell." Abbess Jingxu nodded and said, "Farewell." At this moment, Xihua Zi said, "Third Master Tang, how about we hitch a ride back on your boat?" Tang Wenliang replied, "Sure, why not?" Xihua Zi said to Wei Siniang, "Junior Sister, let's go!" He had originally come on the same boat as Yu Lianzhou, and this gesture clearly showed that he considered the Wudang Sect as an enemy. Yu Lianzhou remained calm and politely saw him to the bow.

As Xihua Zi passed the gangplank, he suddenly felt his body go limp and plunged into the sea with a splash. Unable to swim, he immediately swallowed several mouthfuls of saltwater, flailing and flailing his arms wildly. Suddenly, he grabbed a rope, and overjoyed, he gripped it tightly. He felt someone pull the rope, lifting him to the surface. Xihua Zi looked up and saw that the one holding the rope was his junior sister. Xi Hua Zi boarded the ship, knowing he had been ambushed and that Zhang Wuji was responsible, but dared not seek revenge, swallowing his anger.

At this moment, Yu Lianzhou said, "Hall Master Li, please inform Sect Leader Yin of your sect's young lady's situation. We shall part ways here today. Wuji, will you come with me to Wudang?"

Zhang Wuji nodded and said to Li Tianyuan, "Grandmaster Uncle, please go back and tell my grandfather that I will visit him soon." Li Tianyuan had no choice but to nod in agreement, clasped his hands in a salute, and turned to leave the cabin.

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Chapter 7: Going to Wudang) Yu

Lianzhou, devoted to martial arts, had no wife or children and was very fond of Zhang Wuji. However, he was stern by nature, taciturn, and his expression was cold. After so many days, Zhang Wuji realized that this seemingly cold-faced grandmaster uncle was actually very kind to him. Whenever he had free time, he would pester his grandmaster uncle with questions, trying to find out about the happenings in the martial world.

On this day, after traveling several miles from Taipingdian Town, a clear whistle suddenly rang out in the air, and a voice called out, "Second Brother, how are you? I've missed you terribly!" A figure leaped down from a large tree a few feet away, carrying a long sword, and walked forward. It was none other than the Sixth Hero, Yin Liting.

Yu Lianzhou exclaimed, "Sixth Brother, what are you doing here?" Yin Liting then explained why he had come to provide assistance. It turned out that the Fourth Hero, Zhang Songxi, had gone down the mountain to purchase items for his master's 100th birthday celebration. He saw two figures acting suspiciously, their path crooked, and became suspicious. He thought, "Our Wudang Sect is renowned throughout the world. Could there be any audacious individuals who dare to provoke us?" So he secretly followed them and eavesdropped on their conversation. He learned that Zhang Cuishan's son had returned from overseas and had already joined his second brother, Yu Lianzhou. However, they were somewhat suspicious of the news of his death and wanted to come to Wudang to inquire. Moreover, some other martial arts sects had also joined forces to come to Wudang. Zhang Songxi was overjoyed and hurriedly returned to the mountain. At that time, only Yin Liting was on the mountain. Yin Liting was eager to find out about Zhang Cuishan's whereabouts, so he came out to greet him.

Upon understanding the situation, Yin Liting looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "This is my fifth brother's child?" Yu Lianzhou pointed at Yin Liting and said, "This is your sixth martial uncle." Then he said to Yin Liting, "This is my fifth brother's child, Wuji."

"Greetings, sixth martial uncle," Zhang Wuji bowed.

"Good, good," Yin Liting quickly helped Zhang Wuji up and asked, "Where is my fifth brother?" Yu Lianzhou explained everything, and Yin Liting burst into tears, "Fifth brother..." Yu Lianzhou quickly comforted Yin Liting, and after a long while, Yin Liting recovered and sighed, "Ten years have passed, and I never imagined that I would be separated from my fifth brother by death."

The three traveled for several more days and arrived at Wudang Mountain. Upon reaching the mountain, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu rushed out upon hearing the news. Song Yuanqiao was dressed in Taoist robes, his expression serene and peaceful, with a few gray hairs at his temples, and his body was somewhat plump. Song Yuanqiao was not a monk, but because his master was a Taoist priest and he lived in a Taoist temple, he often dressed as a Taoist on Wudang Mountain, only changing into secular clothes when descending the mountain. Zhang Songxi was a burly man with a smiling face, appearing to be in his thirties. Mo Shenggu was also imposing, but sported a thick beard.

"Eldest brother, fourth brother, seventh brother," Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting greeted.

"Greetings, Grand Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Seventh Uncle," Zhang Wuji replied.

"Alright, let's go inside and talk," Song Yuanqiao called out, leading the group into the house. "

This is Fifth Brother's child," Yu Lianzhou said.

Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu looked at Zhang Wuji with joy, then inquired about Zhang Cuishan. Upon hearing that Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun had perished together, tears streamed down their faces. After a while, Song Yuanqiao said, "It's just a pity for Wuji. So young, without parents, he suffered greatly overseas. Fortunately, he met his master; otherwise, who knows what would have become of him." Everyone felt a pang of sadness, their eyes filled with pity as they looked at Zhang Wuji.

After a long silence, Zhang Wuji asked, "Where is Third Uncle?"

"Your Third Uncle was murdered by a villain, his limbs are crippled, and he's still lying in bed." The people in the room gritted their teeth as they said this.

"My fellow uncles, the internal energy I practice is quite effective in healing injuries; perhaps it can cure Third Uncle."

"Really?" Hearing that Zhang Wuji could cure Yu Daiyan, Song Yuanqiao and the others were overjoyed and asked excitedly.

"We can try."

"Alright, I'll take you to see Third Brother right now," Song Yuanqiao said impatiently.

The group arrived at Yu Daiyan's residence. The young Daoist attendant serving Yu Daiyan whispered, "Third Uncle is asleep. Should we wake him?" Song Yuanqiao shook his head, and everyone tiptoed into the room. They saw Yu Daiyan fast asleep with his eyes closed, his face pale, his cheeks sunken. This once vigorous and robust man had become a sickly man on the verge of death.

“Third Brother is already asleep. We’ll come back tomorrow. Second Brother, Sixth Brother, and Wuji have had a long journey; let them rest early,” Zhang Songxi said softly.

“Fourth Brother is so thoughtful. I almost forgot about this,” Song Yuanqiao said, and then arranged for everyone to rest.

The next day, everyone gathered at Yu Daiyan’s place. Yu Daiyan had already woken up. Seeing Song Yuanqiao and the others enter, he weakly said, “Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Fourth Brother, Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother…” Then, looking at Zhang Wuji with some confusion, he asked, “This is…”

“This is Fifth Brother’s son, Wuji,” Song Yuanqiao said.

“Fifth Brother is back?” Yu Daiyan said excitedly.

“Alas,” the others sighed. “What?” Yu Daiyan asked. “Fifth Brother has passed away,” Song Yuanqiao said sadly. "What?! Fifth Brother is dead?" Yu Daiyan stood there stunned, then roared angrily, "Who killed Fifth Brother? We, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, are sworn brothers, and we will avenge him!"

Song Yuanqiao then recounted the whole story to Yu Daiyan. Yu Daiyan sighed, his expression sorrowful, and remained silent. After a long while, Yu Daiyan spoke, "Wuji, come forward so I can see you."

"Third Uncle-Master," Zhang Wuji called out as he stepped forward.

Yu Daiyan scrutinized Zhang Wuji for a long time before murmuring, "This child looks so much like Fifth Brother, those eyebrows, those..." As he spoke, tears streamed down his face, and the others looked grief-stricken.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao composed himself and said, "Third Uncle, we're here today because Wuji can heal your injuries..." Before Song Yuanqiao could finish, Yu Daiyan trembled all over, his voice filled with excitement, anticipation, and fear as he asked, "Really?"

"Yes, Third Uncle, the internal energy I practice has some miraculous effects on healing injuries, but it will require re-breaking your hand and foot bones, which may be painful."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's affirmative words, Yu Daiyan exclaimed, "Good...good...good..." Tears welled up in his eyes. Anyone with broken limbs, lying on the bed like a cripple, would have given up all hope, but today, upon learning that there was still hope for recovery, his emotions, accumulated over the past ten years, erupted, causing him to burst into tears.

After a long while, Yu Daiyan said, "Wuji, just do it."

"Third Uncle, please forgive me," Zhang Wuji said, removing all of Yu Daiyan's clothes and carefully feeling all his broken bones. Then, he pressed Yu Daiyan's pressure points to induce sleep, and with a series of cracking sounds, he re-broke the broken bones that had already healed. Although Yu Daiyan's pressure points were pressed, he still woke up in pain. Zhang Wuji's movements were swift as the wind; he broke large and small bones one by one, immediately piecing them back together at the precise points. He circulated his purple qi into Yu Daiyan's body, and the purple qi entered Yu Daiyan's body, immediately enveloping the broken bones. Under the influence of the purple qi, the broken bones began to rapidly glue and connect, and this continued for more than an hour before stopping.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji was covered in sweat, and his purple energy was almost half depleted. He said, "It's almost

healed. With a little over a month of rest, I can basically move around again, and with half a year, I can recover to my previous state." Song Yuanqiao and the others were relieved and their faces were full of joy. At this time, Yu Daiyan also felt the difference in his body, knowing that his injuries would soon heal and that he could stand up again, no longer like a cripple. He was very excited and said to Zhang Wuji, "Wuji, thank you so much, Uncle-Master."

"It's what I should do," Zhang Wuji said.

"Wuji, you used up too much true energy just now. Go back to your room and adjust your breathing," Song Yuanqiao said. "We'll watch over you here."

"Okay, Uncle-Master," Zhang Wuji said.

Back in his room, Zhang Wuji sat cross-legged and began to recover his purple energy.

Chapter 008 Zhang Sanfeng and Realm Breakthrough

After almost half a month, Yu Daiyan was able to move around with crutches. Song Yuanqiao and the other five were happy for Yu Daiyan, and Yu Daiyan, besides being excited, was also filled with gratitude towards Zhang Wuji.

It was the eighth day of the fourth lunar month. Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself that tomorrow was his 100th birthday, and his disciples would surely put on a grand celebration. Although Yu Daiyan was crippled and Zhang Cuishan was missing, which was a slight imperfection, he was still fortunate to live to be a hundred years old. At the same time, he had mastered the profound "Tai Chi" technique he had been studying in seclusion. From then on, the Wudang school would surely shine brightly in the martial arts world, no less than the Shaolin school's martial arts, which had been transmitted from India by Bodhidharma. That morning, he opened his gates. With a clear whistle and a slight flick of his sleeves, the two wooden doors creaked open. The first person Zhang Sanfeng saw was none other than Yu Daiyan, who had been bedridden for ten years, standing before him leaning on his cane. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he must be seeing things.

Yu Daiyan had already thrown himself into his arms, sobbing, repeatedly calling out, "Master!" Overwhelmed with emotion, he even forgot to kneel. Song Yuanqiao and the other four cried out in unison, "Master, what a joyous occasion! Third Brother's injuries are almost fully healed!" Zhang Sanfeng, who had lived to be a hundred years old and cultivated for over eighty years, possessed a clear and tranquil mind, no longer attached to worldly things. Yet, he treated these seven disciples like father and sons. Upon suddenly seeing Yu Daiyan able to stand, he couldn't help but hug him tightly, tears of joy streaming down his face.

The brothers helped their master wash and change his clothes. Only then did Song Yuanqiao tell Zhang Sanfeng about Zhang Cuishan. Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng wept bitterly, saying, "I never imagined that Cuishan's departure would be our last." After a long silence, he said, "Where is Wuji? Quickly call her to see me. She has suffered so much these past few years." Yu Lianzhou got up to call Zhang Wuji, and Song Yuanqiao added, "Master, Wuji has now reached the first-rate perfection realm."

"Good." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard, his face full of satisfaction.

"Master, have you ever heard of Wuji's master, Xiong Ba?"

Zhang Sanfeng thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of him. However, there are many extraordinary people in the martial world. Some people live in seclusion and are therefore unknown. Xiong Ba was able to teach Wuji to become a first-rate master at the age of ten. He must be a reclusive genius. However, he never meets strangers. Otherwise, we should thank him properly. He saved Cui Shan's only bloodline."

"Master is right." The others said in unison.

After a while, Yu Lianzhou brought Zhang Wuji in and said to him, "This is your grandmaster."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji and smiled, "Wuji, come to your grandmaster."

"Greetings, Grandmaster." Zhang Wuji said respectfully. After all, Zhang Sanfeng was very famous in both his previous life and this world.

"Good, Cuishan has given birth to a fine son." Zhang Sanfeng was very happy, his face beaming. "Wuji, you suffered so much before, wandering overseas alone, without any relatives or friends. But from now on, Wudang Mountain will be your home, and all your senior uncles and your grandmaster will be your family."

"Thank you, Grandmaster."

Zhang Sanfeng then inquired about Zhang Wuji's situation. Hearing Zhang Wuji's account, Zhang Sanfeng nodded from time to time, a smile on his face, clearly pleased.

"Wuji, you have already reached the first-class perfection. Do you feel like you're about to enter the innate realm, but you always feel like something's missing?"

"Yes, just one step away, but I just don't know why, I always feel like something's missing, I can't quite reach that feeling." Zhang Wuji said somewhat helplessly.

"Wuji, do you know the difference between innate and acquired?"

"Grandmaster, this grand-disciple doesn't know."

"Acquired is the accumulation of internal energy, while innate is the manifestation of one's will. To reach innate, one must integrate one's will into one's own cultivation method, directly pointing to one's true nature. The will of the great hero Guo Jing a hundred years ago was great love, a kind of 'benevolence.'"

This was the first time the group had heard of the difference between innate and acquired, but Song Yuanqiao and the others were completely confused. Only Zhang Wuji seemed to have some understanding. Zhang Sanfeng nodded, thinking, "Of the seven, only Zhang Cuishan has high comprehension and can pass on his mantle, but unfortunately..."

"Wuji, come with me," Zhang Sanfeng said to Zhang Wuji, then turned to Song Yuanqiao and the others, saying, "You all come too. How much you can comprehend depends on your own fortune."

Song Yuanqiao and the other six, somewhat excited, quickly replied, "Yes, Master."

Upon arriving at the training ground, Zhang Sanfeng said, "Wuji, I will demonstrate a sword technique later. Observe carefully; it should be helpful to you." He then raised his hand and swung his wooden sword, displaying Zhang Sanfeng's self-created Tai Chi sword technique. Song Yuanqiao and the others watched their master's swordplay, finding it weak and powerless. However, since their master had said so, it must be a powerful martial art. Although they didn't understand it, they watched intently.

Zhang Wuji, however, discovered that each of Zhang Sanfeng's sword strikes carried something special. Although it appeared slow and weak, each move contained immense power. As Zhang Sanfeng moved, the sword seemed to move with the air. Zhang Wuji gradually closed his eyes, his consciousness sensing Zhang Sanfeng's swordplay. It possessed a natural, Yin-Yang Taoist charm, as if he were one with nature itself, the molecules in the air dancing joyfully around him.

Zhang Wuji seemed to understand something, and he sat cross-legged, entering a state of emptiness. At some point, Zhang Sanfeng had stopped, smiling, stroking his long beard.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wuji entered a wondrous realm. Tai Chi Sword, Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud-Dispelling Palm, Wind God Leg, Three-Part Return to Origin Qi, and various martial arts from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic appeared in his mind, and he practiced them. His mind constantly pondered the true nature of his will, his experiences in this life replaying in his head. As a transmigrator, he had practiced the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic from the womb, learned Xiong Ba's martial arts, and by the age of ten, he had already reached the first-rate innate level. After a long while, a terrifying aura erupted from Zhang Wuji's body. His clothes billowed, and powerful energy emanated from him, like a blade scraping through a thick layer of the bluestone slabs of the training ground, causing Song Yuanqiao and the others to feel a slight, stinging pain on their faces.

Song Yuanqiao opened his mouth as if to say something, but Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and continued watching. After a long time, Zhang Wuji finally opened his eyes and quickly examined his internal condition. After entering the Innate Realm, his internal energy had doubled and become much purer, and the crown and robes of the Human Emperor's Body were already visible as afterimages. After checking his internal condition, Zhang Wuji stood up and said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Thank you for your kindness, Grand Master."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stroked his beard, and smiled, "This is also your own good fortune; there's no need to thank me. Now that you've reached the Innate Realm, Wuji, let's discuss things."

Zhang Wuji repeatedly said he dared not, then apologized, raising his right index and middle fingers together and extending them. Zhang Sanfeng also raised his wooden sword, standing at attention, his face full of vigilance. Zhang Wuji pointed his finger at Zhang Sanfeng, and a brilliant light emanated from it, like the moonlight at night—white and soft, yet filled with killing intent. Though it was a single beam of light, it seemed to contain countless rays, ethereal and uncertain like clouds, yet also seemingly integrated into the heavens and earth, moving with lightning speed.

Zhang Sanfeng held his wooden sword horizontally across his chest, drawing a Tai Chi symbol in the air. In the blink of an eye, all the light vanished, and Zhang Sanfeng took three steps back before regaining his footing. Zhang Wuji hurriedly asked, "Grandmaster, are you alright?"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and said, "I'm fine." Only then did Song Yuanqiao and the others come to their senses, their bodies covered in cold sweat. They exchanged a glance, filled with horror. Just now, when they saw Zhang Wuji unleash his move, it was as if they were completely immobilized.

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Your swordsmanship seems to imprison space and time, making people unable to move. It must be extremely fast. If my will were not in harmony with the natural world, I might not even have had a chance to make a move."

Zhang Wuji nodded. In his previous life, he had heard a saying that speed is the ultimate weapon in martial arts. Therefore, his move combined the martial arts he had learned. It had the kind of sword technique of "Three Parts Returning to Origin Qi" where one sword is like a thousand swords, and a thousand swords are in one sword. It also contained the unity of Tai Chi and the world. In addition, it combined the speed of the Wind God Leg and the ethereal and unpredictable Cloud Dispelling Palm, so that it broke the shackles of space and time. That's why people felt that they were locked and imprisoned and could only watch helplessly as the sword energy approached them.

"This move of yours must have consumed a great deal of energy. Do you have a name for it?"

Zhang Wuji nodded. This move had completely drained his internal energy. He said, "I will simplify this move so that it can be used continuously. As for the name, I'll call it the World-Controlling Sword Technique." As he spoke, a soaring aura surged from his body. As a transmigrator, with so many benefits, it would be too shameful for a transmigrator if he couldn't control this world.

As if knowing what Zhang Wuji was thinking, Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a while but ultimately said nothing. Then Song Yuanqiao and the others came forward to congratulate Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji returned their greetings. Afterwards, Zhang Wuji excused himself and went back to his room to recover his internal energy.

At the same time, Zhang Wuji also considered simplifying this move. His full-force execution covered a radius of several meters, but it drained his internal energy in just one move. After several hours, Zhang Wuji finally perfected the Imperial Sword Technique. Its range now covered a one-meter radius. Combined with his innate realm cultivation, his true qi circulated freely, endlessly. Unless unleashing a powerful attack, his true qi would practically never run out. Now, with the improvement, Zhang Wuji could unleash attacks virtually indefinitely. At the same time, his Three-Part Returning to Origin Qi had also undergone significant changes, now capable of creating a 10-meter diameter crater in the ground, though it could only be used for ten attacks.

Chapter 009 Wudang's Might (Part 1)

The next morning, Song Yuanqiao and the others changed into newly sewn robes and, along with Zhang Wuji, the seven of them went to Zhang Sanfeng to offer birthday greetings. Suddenly, a young Taoist boy entered and reported, "Leader Yin of the Heavenly Eagle Sect has sent someone to deliver gifts to Senior Brother Wuji!" Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Wuji, your maternal grandfather has sent gifts! Go and greet the guests!"

“Yes,” Zhang Wuji said. Yin Liting said, “I’ll go with Wuji.” Zhang Songxi laughed, “It’s not like the old hero Ji, the Golden Whip, is bringing gifts. Why are you so busy?” Yin Liting blushed but still followed Zhang Wuji out. Two old men stood in the hall, wearing official hats and servants’ clothes. Seeing Zhang Wuji come out, they stepped forward, knelt, and said, “Greetings, young master. We are Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, paying our respects.” Zhang Wuji returned the bow and said, “Please rise, steward.”

Yin Wufu had a very long scar on his face, running diagonally from his right temple down to the tip of his nose and ending at the left corner of his mouth. Yin Wulu, on the other hand, had a face full of pockmarks. Both men were extremely ugly and were around fifty years old. Zhang Wuji asked, "Grandpa and Grandma, are you well? You must be tired from your long journey. Please sit down and have some tea." Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, however, dared not sit. They respectfully presented the gift list, saying, "Our master and mistress have offered a small token of their appreciation. Please accept it, young master." Zhang Wuji said, "Thank you!" He opened the gift list and saw more than ten sheets of gold-leafed paper listing two hundred gifts. Besides countless jewels such as jade phoenixes, there were also clothing, hats, and utensils. Yin Wufu turned and went out, leading ten porters in, each carrying a load on a pole, which they placed to the side of the hall.

Yin Wufu then said, "Master and Madam miss the young master very much and have instructed me to escort him to the sect."

Zhang Wuji replied, "After my grandmaster's birthday celebration, I will set off to visit my maternal grandparents."

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu said, "Then we can only stay in Wudang for a few days."

Yin Liting said, "Please, you two, go and rest." A young Taoist boy came to lead Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, who bowed to Zhang Wuji before getting up and leaving.

At this moment, a young Taoist boy entered and presented a name card. Yin Liting took it and saw that it read, "He Taichong, a junior disciple of Kunlun, along with his disciples, respectfully wishes Master Zhang a long and healthy life." He exclaimed in surprise, "The Kunlun sect leader has personally come to wish Master a long life! When did he arrive in the Central Plains?" Yin Liting added, "This guest is no ordinary person; Master should personally welcome him." He hurriedly went to inform Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng said, "I've heard that Master Tieqin rarely comes to the Central Plains; it's fortunate he knows my birthday." He then led six disciples and Zhang Wuji to greet him. Master Tieqin, He Taichong, was not very old, dressed in a yellow robe, with an elegant demeanor and a serene air, clearly the leader of a prestigious sect. Behind him stood eight male and female disciples, including Xihua Zi and Wei Siniang. Seeing Zhang Wuji among them, Xihua Zi's eyes darted away, but remembering his master's presence, he snorted and deliberately raised his head. He Taichong bowed to Zhang Sanfeng to offer his congratulations. Zhang Sanfeng repeatedly thanked him and returned the bow.

Just as Zhang Sanfeng welcomed He Taichong and his disciples into the hall, and tea was served, a young Taoist boy brought in a name card and handed it to Song Yuanqiao; it was the Five Elders of Kongtong who had arrived. In the martial arts world of the time, Shaolin and Wudang were the most renowned, followed by Kunlun and Emei, with Kongtong Sect coming next. In terms of seniority and status, the Five Elders of Kongtong were only on par with Song Yuanqiao. However, Zhang Sanfeng was extremely humble, standing up and saying, "The Five Elders of Kongtong have arrived. Brother He, please have a seat.

This old Daoist will go out to greet the guests." He Taichong thought to himself, "For figures like the Five Elders of Kongtong, sending a disciple to greet them is sufficient." A short while later, the Five Elders of Kongtong brought their disciples in. Following them, leaders from various sects and gangs, including the Divine Fist Sect, the Sea Sand Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Wushan Sect, arrived one after another to offer their birthday greetings. Song Yuanqiao and the others had only intended for a day of celebration for their own sect and disciples, but they hadn't expected so many guests to arrive. With six disciples attending to each guest, how could they possibly manage? Zhang Sanfeng detested these formalities most in his life. On his seventieth, eightieth, and ninetieth birthdays, he always instructed his disciples not to disturb outsiders. Who would have thought that on his hundredth birthday, so many distinguished guests from the martial arts world would gather? Later, there weren't enough chairs for the guests in Zixiao Palace. Song Yuanqiao had to send people to bring some round stones and place them densely in the hall. While the leaders of various sects and gangs still had seats, their disciples and followers had to sit on the stones.

In the main hall, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting kept the guests company, exchanging pleasantries. The three of them had already sensed that the guests' arrival was unusual and muttered to themselves. Just then, a young Taoist boy came in to report, "Master Jingxuan, a disciple of the Emei Sect, along with five junior brothers and sisters, has come to pay respects to our Grandmaster on his birthday." Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou smiled at Yin Liting. At this moment, Mo Shenggu was accompanying eight or nine guests into the hall. Zhang Songxi had just come out from the inner hall and, hearing of the Emei disciples' arrival, also smiled at Yin Liting. Yin Liting's face was flushed, and she looked embarrassed.

Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting went out to greet them. The nun, Jingxuan, appeared to be around forty years old, tall and imposing, a head taller than most men despite being a woman. Behind her were five fellow disciples: a thin man in his thirties, two nuns (one of whom, Jingxu, Zhang Wuji had already met on the boat at sea), and two young women in their twenties. One was a beautiful, gentle woman with a gentle smile; this was Bei Jinyi. The other was a fair-skinned, tall, and slender woman, fiddling with the hem of her dress; this was none other than Ji Xiaofu, Yin Liting's betrothed, from the Ji family. Zhang Songxi greeted them and accompanied the six inside. Yin Liting was extremely shy, not daring to look at Ji Xiaofu even once. Reaching the corridor, seeing everyone ahead, he couldn't help but glance at Ji Xiaofu. At that moment, Ji Xiaofu, with her head down, also glanced at him, their eyes meeting. Ji Xiaofu's junior sister, Bei Jinyi, coughed loudly. The two blushed deeply and turned their heads away. Bei Jinyi chuckled and whispered, "Senior Sister, this Senior Brother Yin is even more shy than you." Suddenly, Ji Xiaofu trembled, her face turned pale, and tears welled in her eyes.

Song Yuanqiao and the others carefully observed everyone. They noticed that most of the sect leaders and gang leaders were self-respecting and did not carry weapons, but many of their disciples and subordinates had bulging waists, indicating that they were concealing weapons. Only the disciples of the Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong sects were all empty-handed. Song Yuanqiao and the others were indignant: "You said you came to wish Master a happy birthday, so why are you concealing weapons?" They also noticed that the birthday gifts they brought were mostly just some longevity peaches and noodles bought hastily from the town at the foot of the mountain. This was not only inconsistent with Zhang Sanfeng's status as a grandmaster of martial arts, but also with the aura of the sect leaders and gang leaders. Only the gift from Emei was truly substantial. Besides sixteen precious jade artifacts, there was also a large red brocade Taoist robe embroidered with one hundred different "longevity" characters in gold thread—a testament to the considerable effort involved. Master Jingxuan told Zhang Sanfeng, "This was embroidered by ten female disciples of Emei." Zhang Sanfeng was delighted and laughed, "The Emei heroines are renowned throughout the land for their martial arts skills, yet today they've come to embroider this longevity robe for this old Taoist. It is truly a most precious gift." After

the guests finished their simple meal in the hall, the Taoist priest Huogong cleared away the dishes. Zhang Songxi said loudly, "Esteemed seniors and friends, today is my master's 100th birthday. We are deeply honored by your presence, but our hospitality has been extremely basic; please forgive us. Since you have all come to Wudang, how about I accompany you to enjoy the scenery around the mountain?"

Xi Huazi of the Kunlun Sect stood up. Seeing so many martial artists present, Xi Huazi grew bolder and was no longer afraid of Zhang Wuji. He even wanted to provoke conflict between Zhang Wuji and those present. If Zhang Wuji was killed, all the better; if not, at least he could humiliate him. A voice said, "Zhang Sixia, you don't need to spell things out. We're honest people, we don't do things in secret, let's speak frankly. We've come up the mountain to celebrate Master Zhang's birthday, and secondly, to discuss the news of that villain Xie Xun's death."

Mo Shenggu sneered, "Do you all not believe that my fifth brother and Xie Xun died together? Or do you suspect that Wudang has hidden that villain Xie Xun?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Amitabha!" This Buddhist chant clearly reached everyone's ears, clear and bright, as if it came from afar, yet it also sounded like it came from right beside them. Zhang Sanfeng laughed, "So it's Abbot Kongwen of the Shaolin Sect. Quickly, welcome him." The voice outside the door replied, "Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, along with his junior brothers Kongzhi and Kongxing, and his disciples, respectfully wish Master Zhang a long and happy life."

Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing were three of the four great monks of Shaolin. Except for Master Kongjian, who was deceased, all three were present. He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun sect, said, "I have long admired the esteemed reputation of the Shaolin monks. It is a great honor to meet you today." Another, deeper voice from outside the door said, "This must be Master He, the head of the Kunlun sect. A pleasure to meet you! Master Zhang, we are late in offering our birthday greetings; we are truly disrespectful." Zhang Sanfeng said, "Today, Wudang Mountain is filled with distinguished guests. This old Daoist has merely lived to be a hundred years old. How dare I trouble the three great monks?" The four of them, separated by several doors, exchanged words using their internal energy, as if conversing face-to-face. The Emei sect's Abbess Jingxuan and Jingxu, and the Kongtong sect's Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, Tang Wenliang, and Chang Jingzhi, lacked the skill to join the conversation. The other members of various sects and factions were even more astonished, feeling inferior.

Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to greet them. Three eminent monks, leading nine other monks, slowly approached the Zixiao Palace. Master Kongwen's white eyebrows drooped down to his eyes, resembling a long-browed Arhat; Master Kongxing was imposing and majestic; Master Kongzhi, however, had a bitter expression and a downturned mouth. Song Yuanqiao was secretly puzzled. He was quite skilled in physiognomy and thought, "Ordinary people with Master Kongzhi's appearance would either die young or suffer an early misfortune. How could he not only enjoy a long life but also become a revered master in the martial arts world? It seems my knowledge of physiognomy is truly limited."

Although Zhang Sanfeng and Kongwen were all masters in the martial arts world, they had never met. Zhang Sanfeng was thirty or forty years older than them. He came from Shaolin, and if ranked according to his master Jueyuan, he was two generations higher than Kongwen and the others. However, since he had neither been ordained as a monk at Shaolin nor formally studied martial arts with Shaolin monks, they greeted each other with the courtesy due to equals. Song Yuanqiao and the others, on the other hand, were of a lower generation. Zhang Sanfeng welcomed Kongwen and the others into the main hall. He Taichong, Abbess Jingxuan, Guan Neng, and others stepped forward to greet them, exchanging words of admiration and pleasantries. Master Kongwen, however, was extremely humble, greeting each junior disciple of every sect and faction with a clasped hand and a few words, causing quite a commotion before all hundreds were introduced.

The three eminent monks, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing, sat down and drank a cup of tea. Kong Wen said, “Master Zhang, according to age and seniority, I am your junior. Today, apart from celebrating your birthday, I shouldn’t bring up anything else. However, as the head of the Shaolin Sect, I have a few words to say frankly to my senior. I hope Master Zhang will not take offense.” Zhang Sanfeng, always forthright, got straight to the point: “Three eminent monks, is it about Xie Xun’s death?”

Kong Wen said, “Indeed, we have two matters to ask Zhang Wuxia’s son. First, Zhang Wuxia killed all seventy-one members of our Shaolin Sect’s Longmen Escort Agency and also killed six Shaolin monks. How should we end the lives of these seventy-seven people? Second, my senior brother, Master Kongjian, was a compassionate and virtuous man who never quarreled with others, yet he was tragically killed by Jin…” "The Lion King Xie Xun was killed. I heard from Young Master Zhang that Xie Xun is dead. Is that true?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "The fact that my fifth disciple died with Xie Xun is absolutely true. I can guarantee that. As for Cui Shan killing all seventy-one members of the Longmen Escort Agency of the Shaolin Sect and killing six Shaolin monks, I am unaware of that. But given Cui Shan's character, he wouldn't do such a thing."

Abbot Kongwen said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Since Master Zhang has guaranteed it, the news of Xie Xun's death must be true. However, regarding the matter of Zhang Wuxia killing people, someone witnessed Zhang Wuxia killing my disciples. Although Zhang Wuxia is dead, how should this matter be resolved today? I ask Master Zhang for your guidance."

With a wave of his left hand, three middle-aged monks stepped out from behind him. Each of the three monks was blind in his right eye. They were none other than Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye, the Shaolin monks who had been blinded by Yin Susu with silver needles by West Lake in Lin'an Prefecture. Of the three monks of the "Yuan" generation, Yuan Ye was the most hot-tempered. He shouted, "Zhang Cuishan shot a poisoned needle into Huifeng's mouth near West Lake in Lin'an, killing him. I witnessed it with my own eyes. All three of us were blinded in the right eye by his poisoned needle."

Song Yuanqiao said, "Although we Wudang disciples have learned many hidden weapons, they are all large weapons such as steel darts and sleeve arrows. My seven fellow disciples have been traveling in the martial world for a long time. Has anyone ever seen a Wudang disciple use gold or silver needles? As for poisoning needles, there's no need to mention it."

The Seven Heroes of Wudang always acted openly and fairly, as was well known in the martial world. It was indeed hard for the martial arts figures who came up the mountain to believe that Zhang Cuishan had used a poisoned needle to injure people. Yuan Ye angrily said, "Even now, you're still trying to deny it? That day, when Hui Feng was killed by the needle, my senior brother Yuan Yin and I saw it clearly. If it wasn't Zhang Cuishan, then who was it?" Yu Lianzhou said, "Your sect has someone injured or killed, so you expect the Wudang sect to tell you who the perpetrator is? Is there such a rule in the world?" In his rage, Yuan Ye's words became increasingly incoherent, turning what was originally a perfectly reasonable matter of the Shaolin sect into a mere sophistry.

Zhang Songxi interjected, "Brother Yuanye, it's unclear who injured those Shaolin monks. But my senior brother, Yu Daiyan, was clearly injured by the Vajra Finger technique of the Shaolin school. You've come at the perfect time; we were just about to ask who injured my third senior brother with the Vajra Finger technique?"

Yuanye stammered, "It wasn't me."

Zhang Songxi sneered, "I know it wasn't you; I doubt you've mastered that skill." He paused, then continued, "If my third senior brother were healthy and fought with your school's masters, and was injured by the Vajra Finger technique, then it would only be because he wasn't skilled enough. Since fighting always results in injury or death, what's there to say? Could you possibly draw up an insurance policy beforehand guaranteeing no harm to a hair? But my third brother was seriously ill, and his body..." Unable to move, the Shaolin disciple used his Vajra Finger technique to break his limbs, demanding to know the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber. "Speaking of which," he raised his voice, "the Shaolin School's martial arts are unparalleled, already the supreme martial arts sect. Why must they be so determined to obtain this Dragon-Slaying Saber? Besides, my third brother only saw it once. For your disciple to resort to such cruel methods is far too vicious. Yu Daiyan was a man of some renown in the martial arts world, known for his chivalrous deeds and many good deeds. Now, he has been crippled for life by the Shaolin disciple, bedridden for ten years. We are seeking an explanation from the three monks." For ten years, the Shaolin and Wudang sects had already exhausted their arguments regarding Yu Daiyan's injury and the massacre of the entire Longmen Escort Agency, but due to Zhang Cuishan's disappearance, a resolution remained elusive. Seeing the imposing presence of Kongzhi, Yuanye, and the others, Zhang Songxi brought up this case again. Master Kongwen said, "I have already said this before. I have thoroughly investigated all my disciples, and none of them have harmed Yu Sanxia." Zhang Songxi reached into his robes and pulled out a gold ingot. The fingerprints on the ingot were clear. He shouted, "All the heroes under heaven have witnessed that the one who harmed my brother Yu Sanxia was the Shaolin disciple who left the fingerprints on this gold ingot. Besides the Vajra Finger Strength of the Shaolin School, what other martial arts school or sect can create such a fingerprint?"

Yuanyin and Yuanye testified against Zhang Cuishan, but Zhang Songxi presented evidence based on their words, which was far more compelling than mere empty words. Kong Wen said, “Excellent, excellent! Besides my two fellow disciples, only three senior elders in our sect have mastered the Vajra Finger technique. But these three senior elders have been at Shaolin Temple for thirty or forty years each; how could they possibly have injured Yu Sanxia?” Mo Shenggu suddenly interjected, “Master doesn’t believe my fifth senior brother’s words, saying it’s only one side of the story. Does that mean what you say isn’t just one side of the story?” Master Kong Wen was very cultured; although he heard Mo Shenggu’s blunt words, he wasn’t angry, only saying, “If Mo Qixia doesn’t believe this old monk’s words, then there’s nothing I can do.” Mo Shenggu said, “How dare I not believe Master’s words? It’s just that things change, and right and wrong often defy expectation. You all say those Shaolin monks were injured by my fifth senior brother, and we also believe my third senior brother was injured by the fingers of a Shaolin master. It’s hard to say…” There must be some hidden secrets involved. In my humble opinion, this matter should be carefully considered to avoid damaging the harmony between the Shaolin and Wudang sects. If we act rashly, we will only regret it when the truth comes out in the future. Kong Wen nodded and said, "What Mo Qixia said is correct."

Chapter 010 Wudang Yangwei (Part 2)

At this moment, Zhang Wuji said from the side, "Besides celebrating Grandmaster's birthday, you all must have come to Wudang Mountain for the sake of my parents. I, Zhang Wuji, will accept you all here. Those who want revenge, come with me to the martial arts arena. Whoever can defeat me will live."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, the whole arena fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng. At this moment, Abbot Kong Wen said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Master Zhang, what do you think of this matter?" Zhang Sanfeng said, "I will do as Wuji says." There was no worry on his face, and Song Yuanqiao and the others also nodded with smiles. Apart from a few who knew that Zhang Wuji was highly skilled in martial arts, the rest of the people present were delighted to see that it was just a child. They thought to themselves, "If we can't kill Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan, killing their only son will do the same thing. Besides, Zhang Sanfeng has already agreed, so we don't have to worry about Wudang taking revenge later."

The group arrived at the training ground, and Zhang Wuji stood in the center, loudly proclaiming, "Who wants to go first?" At that moment, three figures leaped to face Zhang Wuji: Qi Tianbiao, the chief镖头 (head镖师) of the Jinling Tiger's Roar Escort Agency; Yun He, the chief镖头 of the Taiyuan Jinyang Escort Agency; and the chief镖头 of the Beijing Yanyun Escort Agency. Qi Tianbiao began, "Your father slaughtered the entire 'Dragon Gate Escort Agency,' and today I've come to seek justice. I won't underestimate you just because you're a child; I'll give you three moves..."

Zhang Wuji interrupted Qi Tianbiao, saying, "No need. All three of you, come at me together." The three were only at the early stages of second-rate martial arts; Zhang Wuji didn't take them seriously at all. Qi Tianbiao, Yun He, and Gong Jiujia, being looked down upon by a mere child, were furious, saying, "Fine, since you're so arrogant, don't blame us!" With that, the three of them launched the first attack on Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji glanced at them disdainfully, raised his hand, and unleashed a palm strike. A barrage of palm shadows, like a tidal wave, descended upon the three men—the Overwhelming Waves move from the Cloud-Dispelling Palm technique. The three were terrified and hastily tried to protect themselves, but it was too late. The palm shadows dissipated, and Zhang Wuji returned to his original position, standing with his hands at his sides. Tian Biao, Yun He, and Gong Jiujia, however, coughed up blood and were sent flying, crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, the crowd gasped. They hadn't expected that Tian Biao, Yun He, and Gong Jiujia couldn't even withstand a single move from Zhang Wuji. At this moment, Zhang Wuji said, "Today is my grandmaster's birthday banquet. I don't want to kill anyone, but next time, life and death are irrelevant."

Tian Biao, Yun He, and Gong Jiujia helped each other to their feet, saying, "We three are inferior in skill, so we'll take our leave." They turned and left, their backs desolate and forlorn. The three of them, even working together, couldn't withstand a single palm strike from someone else—what face did they have left?

Seeing them leave, Zhang Wuji looked around and asked, "Who else?" Some people lowered their heads guiltily at Zhang Wuji's gaze, and the arena instantly fell silent. Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye entered the arena and said, "Young benefactor, please forgive us." Then, the three attacked Zhang Wuji together, each wielding a monk's staff, aiming for his chest, waist, and legs respectively.

Zhang Wuji moved swiftly, unleashing a move called "Turning Clouds and Overturning Rain," striking out with incredible speed. The first three palms struck Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye's staffs, causing them to lose their grip and fly away. The last three palms struck their chests. With three loud "pfft" sounds, Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye spat out mouthfuls of blood and flew backward. At that moment, Zhang Wuji lightly leaped into the air and caught the three monk's staffs.

Seeing this, the Shaolin monks looked rather grim, but still sent men to help Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye back. As they left, Yuanye turned and glared fiercely at

Zhang Wuji, without mentioning taking back his staff. At this moment, Kongzhi's robes billowed, and he lightly touched the ground with his feet, floating into the arena and saying, "Amitabha, this is my turn to fight Young Master Zhang." Song Yuanqiao, seeing this, mocked, "Master, is Shaolin planning to take turns fighting?" Kongzhi looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "This is my last match. After this battle, all matters will be settled."

Zhang Wuji said, "Master, please." Kongzhi clasped his hands together and said, "Young Master Zhang, please go first." At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng transmitted a message, "Wuji, remember not to go too far." Zhang Wuji nodded, understanding what was going on, and knew he had to save face for Shaolin.

Zhang Wuji moved swiftly, unleashing a barrage of palm strikes that enveloped Kong Zhi with the "Overwhelming Force" technique. Kong Zhi retreated slightly, his hands forming claws, drawing out a scorching aura as he grabbed at the countless palm strikes—the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. Seeing the palm strikes broken, Zhang Wuji's figure shifted rapidly, and he suddenly struck out with his own palm. The force of his palm tore through the air with a hissing sound, his inner energy surging outwards, billowing his robes high—the seventh move of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm, "Tearing the Sky and Dispelling the Clouds."

Kong Zhi, seeing this, quickly changed his claws into palms, unleashing the "Great Vajra Palm." The two palms collided with a loud "bang," and both were forced back. The bluestone slabs on the ground shattered from the force of the impact, countless tiny fragments of stone being pulverized into powder by their combined energy.

Before Zhang Wuji could regain his footing, he unleashed a move called "Cloud Sea Waves," a technique that combined strength and gentleness, like ocean waves, striking towards Kongzhi's abdomen. Kongzhi countered with his left hand, the Vajra Palm, pressed against his abdomen, while his right hand, the Dragon Claw, reached for Zhang Wuji's arm. The two exchanged blows for about twenty moves. Zhang Wuji, thinking it was time to end the exchange, decided to give Shaolin face.

He leaped up and unleashed "Calamity Cloud Descent," countless palm shadows forming a giant hand that slammed towards Kongzhi. Kongzhi quickly lashed out with his hands, brimming with true energy. With a loud "bang," the stone slab beneath Kongzhi shattered, his legs sinking to his knees. His body trembled, and a trickle of blood escaped from his mouth. Zhang Wuji, however, stood calmly opposite Kongzhi.

"You flatter me," Zhang Wuji said, bowing slightly.

"This battle, I have lost," Kongzhi said. "The matter between Shaolin and Zhang Wuji is now settled." He then leaped from the ground and floated back to his seat.

Hearing Kongzhi concede, everyone present was astonished. They hadn't expected a Shaolin monk to be defeated by Zhang Wuji, nor had they imagined such high martial arts skills at such a young age. No one wanted to go up on stage, as that would be utterly humiliating. Instead, they all turned to Shaolin to see what they would do. At this moment, Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin, his face dark, forced a smile and said, "Shaolin will keep its word and will not pursue this matter further."

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng nodded and called out, "Wuji, come down." Zhang Wuji, knowing when to stop, nodded and flew to stand beside Zhang Sanfeng. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng said again, "I already know why you've come. The news of Xie Xun's death is absolutely true; I can guarantee that. I also thank you all for coming to celebrate my birthday." Seeing Zhang Sanfeng say this, everyone said, "Since Master Zhang says so, we certainly trust him. We have troubled you for a long time, so we will take our leave now."

Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and others rose to see them off. The Emei Sect members were the last to rise and take their leave. Abbess Jingxuan said, "Congratulations to Wudang on gaining such a fine son." Song Yuanqiao smiled and thanked them. As Ji Xiaofu passed by Yin Liting, her eyes were red-rimmed. She approached him and whispered, "Sixth Brother, I'm leaving. You... take good care of yourself." Yin Liting replied, "You take care too." Ji Xiaofu paused, biting her lower lip before releasing it. A row of deep teeth marks appeared on her lip, almost drawing blood. She trembled as she said, "Sixth Brother, I... I'm so sorry to you. I... I can only repay you in the next life." Yin Liting felt she had gone too far and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Ji Xiaofu's face was deathly pale. She dared not speak to Yin Liting again and hurriedly followed the Emei group. Yin Liting was puzzled by her behavior. Zhang Wuji, who was watching closely, knew what was going on. Ji Xiaofu was probably saying she felt sorry for Yin Liting regarding her affair with Yang Xiao.

After seeing the guests off, the group returned to the main hall. Zhang Sanfeng said, "Wuji, you did well today." Song Yuanqiao added, "Yes, Wuji, you greatly enhanced the reputation of Wudang today." Yu Lianzhou and the others echoed her sentiments.

Zhang Wuji, somewhat embarrassed by the praise, said, "Thank you for your compliments, Grandmaster, and all my senior uncles and aunts."

A few days after Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, Zhang Wuji prepared to descend the mountain, firstly to visit his maternal grandparents, and secondly to return to Icefire Island, where Yin Susu was still heavily pregnant.

Zhang Sanfeng, seeing Zhang Wuji enter, asked, "Wuji, what brings you here?"

Zhang Wuji replied, "Grandmaster, I wish to descend the mountain today to visit my maternal grandparents at the Eagle Sect, and also to venture into the martial world."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, saying, "That's good. However, Wuji, be careful in the martial world. You've lived overseas for a long time and don't know the treacherous nature of people there."

"Thank you for your guidance, Grandmaster," Zhang Wuji replied.

Zhang Wuji then bid farewell to Song Yuanqiao and the others, and then, accompanied by Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, descended Wudang Mountain.

After descending the mountain, Zhang Wuji, Yin Wufu, and Yin Wulu bought several horses and headed towards the Eagle Sect in the Kunlun Mountains of the Western Regions. After traveling for four or five days, one evening, as the group was preparing to rest in a small town ahead, they heard a woman's cries for help coming from the woods beside the main road.

Zhang Wuji, with his profound internal energy, could vaguely hear a few words, but Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu heard nothing at all. Zhang Wuji thought to himself, "This is simply a godsend opportunity to be a hero and save a damsel in distress, but I hope this beauty will be worthy of all my hard work."

Zhang Wuji turned to Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu and said, "You two go to town first, I'll be right back." With that, he leaped from his horse and used his lightness skill to rush towards the source of the sound. Although Zhang Wuji hadn't learned any advanced lightness skills, he was a master of innate martial arts, and his internal energy surged, significantly increasing his speed. Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu exchanged a glance, wanting to follow, but Zhang Wuji disappeared in the blink of an eye. Moreover, with Zhang Wuji's martial arts skills, even the two of them combined couldn't withstand a single move from him; following him would be pointless. In the end, they could only lead Zhang Wuji's horse towards town.

Zhang Wuji sped forward at top speed, and after about several tens of seconds, he finally arrived at the location of the sound. In the woods, a woman was disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her body writhing, crying out, "Help...no..." Clearly disoriented, a man in his twenties was pinning her down, tearing at her clothes.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji silently appeared behind the man and struck him in the back with a palm strike. The man coughed up blood and flew through the air, crashing into a tree trunk before falling to the ground. He thrashed a few times, then died, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Zhang Wuji approached the woman and was surprised to find she was Bei Jinyi from the Emei Sect. He checked her over and saw that only her clothes were slightly torn; otherwise, she was unharmed. He breathed a sigh of relief. It would have been a shame to save a beautiful woman only to have someone else steal the spotlight. Fortunately, he had arrived in time. While Bei Jinyi wasn't a conventionally beautiful woman, she was still quite pretty, and most importantly, she had a gentle and charming personality.

Zhang Wuji looked down at Bei Jinyi and asked, "Aunt Bei, are you alright?" Bei Jinyi's face was flushed, her almond-shaped eyes were glazed, and she was panting heavily, letting out painful moans. Her body twisted and turned on the ground, and she frequently showed signs of anxiety. Zhang Wuji knew that Bei Jinyi was currently under the influence of aphrodisiacs, and that the effects of the drug had already seeped into her blood. The only way to expel the poison was through sexual intercourse. Zhang Wuji picked up Bei Jinyi, and seemingly sensing the masculine aura emanating from him, Bei Jinyi clung tightly to him, writhing and rubbing against him in his arms, her hands kneading his back.

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