Love and hate

In late autumn in Jiangnan, on the shores of Taihu Lake, an old man wearing a straw hat, holding a fishing rod, gazed at the lake, seemingly casually, muttering to himself, "Seven years! This day has finally come!"
Seven years ago, he was the leader of the Sixty-Four Strongholds of Taihu Lake. In the martial arts world, mentioning his name, "Water Tyrant" Zhao Quan, commanded respect. His signature move,
"Crossing the River Divine Fist," had claimed the lives of countless heroes. Ten years ago, a moment of compassion led him to take in the dying orphan and his mother, sowing the seeds of his own downfall and the massacre of his entire family.
Ten years ago, Zhao Quan was sixty years old and had countless wives and concubines. However, due to excessive training, he had no particular desire for women. After taking in the wives and children of a northern bandit, his wife, Jiang Fang, was exceptionally beautiful. Although she was over thirty, she was still stunningly beautiful. However, Zhao Quan, mindful of his friend's wife, had no intention of taking her for himself and treated her with courtesy.
One day, Zhao Quan was walking through the inner room when he heard a woman's moans. He quickly pushed open the door and saw Jiang Fang lying naked on the bed. A small cloth cushioned her small, slightly upturned body, and her jade-like hands were forcefully thrusting a gourd into her pink
vagina. Her vaginal fluids flowed down the gourd and onto the cloth, soaking half of it. Zhao Quan coughed lightly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Fang. Jiang Fang was startled and quickly put on a long robe. Her face flushed red, and she said shyly, "I didn't know you were coming, brother. I really am..." As she spoke, she knelt down before Zhao Quan.
Zhao Quan quickly helped her up, saying, "Brother, you were too impetuous. You didn't know your sister was... No! No!... It's..."
He didn't know what to say for a moment, feeling that his hands were holding Jiang Fang's hands like soft persimmons, and he couldn't let go. As he helped her up, Jiang Fang's long robe was wide open, and her two peach-like breasts bounced open, and a fragrance of milk wafted towards him. Jiang Fang leaned against Zhao Quan's body.
"Brother Zhao, you're so naughty! I don't care what you want, just give it to me! Come and fuck me!"
Zhao Quan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt his long thing harden. He didn't care about chivalry anymore, and with both hands he grabbed her and his penis went into Jiang Fang's mouth. Jiang Fang was like a parched land receiving rain, and her tongue sucked back and forth, while her fingertips gently rubbed Zhao Quan's testicles. Zhao Quan's tongue pressed against his palate, and he practiced his internal energy technique. His penis became as hard as iron. Jiang Fang couldn't help but sweat profusely, and her vaginal fluids flowed freely. She looked half-pleading and used her hands to guide his penis into her mouth. Zhao Quan thrust deeply, reaching her heart. Then he used his divine power to rotate it left and right. Jiang Fang felt a surge of pleasure rush into her brain, and her vaginal fluids shot out. Her legs could no longer close.
After hundreds of rounds, Jiang Fang had lost count of how much she had ejaculated, while Zhao Quan remained as hard as ever. Jiang Fang recalled that even her deceased husband, the Northern Bandit, in his prime, hadn't possessed such ability. Thinking about it, she realized she had truly wasted her life. Zhao Quan picked up Jiang Fang, turning her around, his body weak from ejaculation. Looking at her anus, he moistened his finger with saliva and slowly inserted his large penis. Jiang Fang cried out in pain, "Good brother! You've ruined your little sister..."
"Don't be afraid! I know what I'm doing. This move is called 'Seeking the Snake's Cave,' you'll be ecstatic in a moment..."
Zhao Quan held Jiang Fang's slender waist with both hands, his penis sliding in and out of her anus repeatedly. Jiang Fang felt a loosening in her intestines, a tingling, slightly itchy sensation spreading from her waist to her head and neck, then to her genitals. She felt a dizzying sensation, as if all 36,000 pores on her body were simultaneously releasing gas. She pressed her hands against Zhao Quan's buttocks, unwilling to let go. Zhao Quan then suddenly thrust, his hot semen shooting straight to his head. Jiang Fang shuddered, her body going limp.
Zhao Quan pulled up his pants, looking at Jiang Fang's still-flowing semen, and suddenly thought of his deceased friend, feeling deeply ashamed. He said to Jiang Fang:
"What happened today must not be repeated. Your reputation and my standing in the underworld are both important. This must not be told to anyone."
Jiang Fang listened, looking at Zhao Quan with resentment, and could only silently nod.
After returning to his room, Zhao Quan vowed never to continue this ill-fated relationship. He instructed his steward, Old Zhang, to find a suitable house for Jiang Fang and her son to move in immediately.
Jiang Fang missed Zhao Quan every night, especially in the dead of night when she dreamt that his large penis was still rubbing against her deep inside. But when she woke up, there was no sign of him. Jiang Fang vowed that one day she would make sure Zhao Quan's family was destroyed.
At the age of 18, Jiang Fang's son, Jiang Shaobai, was nearly eighteen. His martial arts skills were mediocre, but his handsome face made him popular. Shaobai had lived a privileged life since childhood. Although Zhao Quan never visited, he was never short of money. Therefore, despite his poor martial arts skills, his generosity earned him many connections with unorthodox figures, among whom "Flower Butterfly" Wang Ping was his closest confidant.
Wang Ping was also bad at martial arts, but he was good at using aphrodisiacs to seduce people. Shao Bai also used his aphrodisiacs to take the virginity of many innocent women in the neighborhood. The two of them enjoyed doing this.
One day, the two met upstairs at the "Qunyingju" tavern by Taihu Lake. After three cups of millet wine, they began to indulge in lewd thoughts. Wang Ping said, "We've had our share of so-called 'good women,' so the novelty has worn off. I'm thinking of your widowed mother, living alone, which is pitiful. Why don't we accompany you to fulfill your filial duties and take on your father's responsibilities?"
Shao Bai glared at him and retorted, "If it weren't for our brotherhood, you wouldn't be turning against me today! What woman couldn't you think of? Why are you thinking of my mother?"
Wang Ping chuckled lewdly, lowered his voice, and leaned closer, saying, "Isn't your mother a woman? Although she's over thirty, she still has her charm. By accompanying her, you can not only fulfill your filial duty but also prevent her from living a lonely life. This is a win-win situation, Brother Shao Bai, you should consider it!"
Shao Bai thought about it and realized it made sense. He had lost his father at a young age, and his mother was always looking sad at home. He remembered one night when he accidentally saw his mother rubbing her vulva with her hand. Although it brought him pleasure, he could feel the sadness and sorrow she showed afterward. After Wang Ping mentioned it, he couldn't help but be moved.
"Brother Wang," said Shao Bai, "my mother hasn't had rain in a long time, and I'm afraid she's
no longer capable of sexual relations. Even with her own son, I think it would be difficult. Let's not bring this up again." Wang Ping then took out a jade bottle from his waist and laughed, "Brother Shao Bai, don't worry. This bottle contains the Great Spring Divine Water, reserved for the Emperor in the palace. Just one drop is enough to make a chaste and virtuous woman undress and automatically seek pleasure. Once is unfamiliar, twice is familiar, and from now on, your mother may not need a libation certificate and will request intercourse at any time."
Shao Bai, excited, accepted the divine water, and the two went downstairs to their home.
Entering the main hall, Shao Bai first brewed Pu'er tea, while Wang Ping helped add the divine water. The two carried the tea set one after the other into the inner room, where Jiang Fang was sitting alone.
Wang Ping immediately stepped forward, offered Jiang Fang a teacup, and invited her to drink. Jiang Fang, unsuspecting, drank it down in one gulp, praising Wang Ping and Shao Bai for being sensible.
A moment later, Jiang Fang suddenly felt a burning sensation in her chest, and the heat rushed to her lower body, causing her to involuntarily leak vaginal fluid. The two men before her seemed to transform into Zhao Quan, and her legs went weak, causing her to stumble forward. At this moment, Wang Ping quickly stepped forward to meet her, supporting her with both hands. Jiang Fang couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Wang Ping unceremoniously pulled out his penis, pointing it at Jiang Fang. Jiang Fang could no longer resist and began to suck on the penis.
Shao Bai then walked behind Jiang Fang, took out his dagger, and cut down along Jiang Fang's collar, revealing her snow-white back and slightly upturned buttocks. Shao Bai helped Jiang Fang cross her legs, clamping them around his waist, and thrust his large penis into her vagina. Jiang Fang, suspended in mid-air, naturally wrapped her arms around Wang Ping's waist, her small mouth tightly holding his penis, constantly tasting it.
Jiang Fang was suddenly thrust into by Shao Bai, her legs naturally clamping together. Deep within her, under the pounding of the jade rod, her vaginal fluids flowed freely. Thinking of Shao Bai's illicit desires, she felt a slight sense of shame, but the pleasure of the rod's deep and shallow thrusts overwhelmed all morality. Wang Ping's rod was in Jiang Fang's mouth, enjoying the tingling pleasure of her tongue circling around it. His left hand lightly touched Jiang Fang's drooping pink nipples, and Jiang Fang couldn't help but moan. The tingling pleasure in her nipples, catalyzed by the aphrodisiac, made her whole body tremble like a snake.
Shao Bai half-knelt, supporting Jiang Fang's lower body with his legs. His left hand reached for Jiang Fang's clitoris, simultaneously channeling his inner strength into his left middle finger, using an electric-like tremor to touch Jiang Fang's clitoris. A stream of vaginal fluid gushed out. Jiang Fang was close to her third orgasm, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good son, Mommy loves you to death!"
Wang Ping's jade root, numb and swollen, trembled uncontrollably as it was deeply inside Jiang Fang's mouth, his semen shooting straight into the depths of her throat. At this moment, Shao Bai also accelerated his thrusts, and Jiang Fang swayed back and forth in rhythm. Shao Bai suddenly stopped, pressing close to Jiang Fang's vulva, and a stream of hot semen shot into her flower core. Jiang Fang, stimulated by this, ejaculated again.
Shao Bai helped Jiang Fang back to bed, and the naked Jiang Fang shyly turned to the edge of the bed. Wang Ping also bid farewell with satisfaction.
Jiang Fang looked at the youthful-looking Shao Bai and sighed,
"You've ruined my life tonight. How am I supposed to go on living? I've endured ten years of widowhood, and now this is truly the end of my life."
Shao Bai gently stroked Jiang Fang's long hair and replied,
"Mother, don't worry. Heaven, earth, you, and I know, but this matter won't be widely known. Mother, you are so beautiful; to remain a widow is a waste of your youth. I know you also have desires. After this, I will never mistreat you. If you wish, I will take on your father's duties as a filial son. Please rest assured, Mother."
Jiang Fang, upon hearing this, considered it and found it acceptable. After all, mother and son living together in a secluded room, if no one knew, how could such a blissful existence be improper? Thinking of Shao Bai's earlier vigor, her little hole couldn't help but overflow with lustful fluids, and she couldn't resist leaning towards Shao Bai, her slender little finger already rubbing back and forth on Shao Bai's glans.
Shao Bai's previously limp penis, stimulated by this, immediately became erect again. Jiang Fang lowered her head, her lips lightly taking his penis in, her tongue lingering around the sensitive spot. Shao Bai pressed down on the top of Jiang Fang's head, his penis thrusting deep into her throat. The incestuous pleasure she felt at this moment, a pleasure beyond anything an ordinary village woman or girl could experience.
At this moment, Jiang Fang suddenly stopped and said sternly, "You must swear an oath to kill Wang Ping, and this matter must never be known to outsiders."
Shao Bai obediently agreed, and Jiang Fang lay back on the bed, letting Shao Bai thrust his penis into her vagina with abandon. One was long-starved, the other young and vigorous; they made love dozens of times that night. From that night on, Shao Bai no longer slept alone in his room.
The next morning, Shao Bai, carrying his ancestral sword, went to Wang Ping's house. He killed everyone he saw with a single stroke, and within moments, more than ten men and women were all dead. Only Wang Ping remained silent, hiding under the bed in the cellar.
Shao Bai searched high and low but found no one. Suddenly, a young girl returned from outside, carrying a candied hawthorn and calling out, "Dad, Xiaoyu is back!"
Pushing open the door, he was horrified to see more than ten corpses lying around. Shao Bai grabbed Xiaoyu tightly around the waist, holding her captive. He shouted,
"Brother Wang, come out! Any later and you might not see your daughter again. Look, Xiaoyu is quite pretty. Although she's inexperienced, I can teach her a lesson."
Seeing Wang Ping not to come out, Shao Bai used his knife to tear open Xiaoyu's clothes from top to bottom, gently inserting his fingers into her smooth, hairless vulva. Terrified, Xiaoyu cried out for her father. Wang Ping heard this, his heart filled with resentment, but ultimately, fearing death, he dared not utter a sound.
Seeing this, Shao Bai
resorted to an even more ruthless tactic. He took out the Great Spring Divine Water, pried two drops into Xiao Yu's mouth by her teeth, and lewdly said, "Brother Wang, I wonder how effective your Great Spring Divine Water will be on your daughter? I'll make you a ready-made father-in-law later, ha! ha! ha!"
Although Xiao Yu was only twelve years old, the divine water was incredibly potent. Before long, Xiao Yu's face was flushed with desire, her eyes were alluring, and her blushing cheeks pressed against Shao Bai's chest. Her virgin fluids flowed from her vulva. Shao Bai sat upright on the long chair in the hall, loosened his trousers, and his large penis sprang up. Xiao Yu felt an intense itch in her lower body and unconsciously straddled Shao Bai's thighs. With her vulva facing his penis, she sat down with a "plop."
Although Xiaoyu felt a sharp pain, she couldn't get away from the penis. Soon, with Shaobai's up-and-down thrusting, she felt a tingling, numbing sensation that was extremely comfortable. At this moment, Shaobai used his internal energy to protect himself, and his penis became as hard as a rock. He thrust forward forcefully, and poor Xiaoyu's vagina instantly ruptured, bleeding profusely. However, Shaobai did not stop for a moment.
Xiaoyu knew the pain was unbearable, but under the torment of the divine water, she couldn't help but sway her lower body in response to Shaobai's movements
... At this moment, Wang Ping could no longer endure it. Grabbing his longsword, he pushed open the secret door of the chamber and shouted, "I'll fight you to the death!"
He thrust his sword forward, but Shaobai pushed Xiaoyu aside to block the attack. Wang Ping couldn't stop in time and could only watch helplessly as his daughter was pierced by his own sword. Seeing Xiaoyu's deathbed terror and sorrow, Wang Ping gritted his teeth and chased after Shaobai with another sword strike. Unfortunately, Wang Ping's skills were mediocre, and he was no match for Shaobai's ancestral martial arts. Fortunately, Shaobai usually indulged in wine and women, and had only mastered 20% of his ancestral skills. So for a time, the two fought to a standstill. But after a while, Wang Ping had no choice but to abandon his sword and kneel on the ground.
Shao Bai lunged forward, casually twirling his sword. Wang Ping screamed as his left arm snapped off. He glared at Shao Bai resentfully, saying,
"I knew I had no chance of survival today, but we're brothers, why are you so ruthless, even going so far as to kill a young girl? Heaven has eyes, one day you'll get your retribution."
"Blame it on you for messing with my mother! How could Zhao Quan know about this? As for Xiao Yu? You forced her into it too. But thinking about it, she wasn't so bad. Prepare to die!"
Wang Ping sighed, whispering, "This fate is my own fault for the evil I've committed. But we're brothers, and my wife is still a guest at her family home in the east of the city. She's not a member of the martial world. After I die, I beg you, brother, to show mercy and spare her life."
Shao Bai laughed, "How can you cut the weeds without pulling out the roots? Sister-in-law Wang will be here soon, Brother Wang won't be lonely on the road, ha! ha! ha!"
With that, he turned and slashed, decapitating Wang Ping, his head flying off his neck. Shao Bai wiped the blade across Wang Ping's body, then went back into Wang Ping's secret chamber. He took out a burlap sack and put all his hidden valuables inside. On the cabinet sat a dusty old book, which he casually placed inside his clothes.
Leaving the chamber, he took out the book and spread it out in the sunlight. Four large characters read "The Secret Technique of the Demon Hand." He opened the next page and read it carefully; it was indeed a martial arts manual. However, the contents were too fantastical, so Shao Bai decided to go home and study it further with Jiang Fang.
After leaving the palace gates, he headed straight for the east of the city. On the way, he happened to meet the Queen's wife. Without saying a word, he struck her vital point between the eyebrows, killing her instantly. He then pushed her into the weeds under the banyan tree by the roadside and quickly left.
Just after Shao Bai left, a one-legged old man struggled to crawl out from beside the banyan tree, thinking to himself:
"Luckily, the old woman hid quickly, otherwise, if she had encountered this evil spirit, her life would have been in danger. Alas! Poor woman!"
As he spoke, he examined Wang's body, noticing the emerald bracelet on her wrist. Overcome by greed, he casually removed it and took it. Looking around, finding no other valuables, he was about to leave when his hands touched Wang's still-warm, not-yet-rigid, body. Suddenly, he felt an urge. Looking around, seeing no one passing by, he thought:
"I, Old Xu, have lived a life of poverty. The only woman I've ever been with was an old prostitute at a brothel, and even then, I only had sex with her twice a year. This is a gift from heaven, though she's dead. But to let her die like this would be a waste. I'll just have my way with her!"
Old Xu unbuttoned Wang's top, revealing a red apron embroidered with the words "Meiyi." Following the apron downwards, thick pubic hair spread luxuriantly over her vulva. Old Xu sucked hard on Wang's nipples while thrusting his penis deep into her. As the saying goes, "A year without business, three years of food when it's open," and fearing he might miss his chance, Old Xu exerted all his strength, thrusting straight to his climax. The hot penis inside her gradually cooling vagina created a completely different sensation. Despite his disability, Old Xu fought hundreds of rounds before finally ejaculating.
Watching the white, cloudy semen flow from Wang Sao's vagina, Old Xu was filled with a sense of conquest. Just as he was about to leave, a seventy-year-old monk suddenly appeared behind him. The monk's eyes gleamed, and he clasped his hands together, first bowing respectfully, then striking a tree with one palm. The banyan tree fell with a crash. He turned around, glared, and said sternly:
"You are a demon among men, killing first and then raping. Today, this old monk will act on behalf of Heaven to punish you."
Old Xu hurriedly shook his hands, pleading, "I just... I didn't kill that woman, it was..."
But the monk, who had been watching from the side while Old Xu was lost in his own folly, struck him with the seventh killing move of the Arhat Fist, "Standing Tall and Firm," without giving him a chance to speak. Old Xu vomited blood and died instantly.
(Part Two)
The old monk sighed deeply, muttering, "Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me."
He had originally intended to spare him, hoping that if Old Xu showed any remorse afterward, considering his one leg, he could be spared. However, Old Xu's smug expression afterwards only fueled the monk's murderous intent. He took out a convenient shovel, dug a long pit beside the tree, and buried Old Xu in the ground.
Turning back to lift Wang's body and cover it with her long robe, the monk suddenly noticed her eyes twitch slightly. He checked her pulse and found she still had a breath left. He quickly activated his "Prajna Divine Skill" to protect her, but she had been dead for a long time. If Old Xu hadn't injected his yang energy into her with his penis, she would likely have been stiff and dead for some time.
The monk sighed, thinking of saving her. However, recalling his training, he knew that only the "Great Rejuvenation Method" could revive her. His ancestors had taught him this skill, stating that it required a man's pure yang energy, using his penis and internal force to infuse a woman's body for it to be effective. Furthermore, since its introduction from India, only the seventh Shaolin abbot, to save the emperor, had resorted to oral sex to prolong his life. No monk had ever broken this precept to use this method to save a woman.
After a long internal struggle, the monk suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He thought, "Even Buddha could cut off his own flesh to save an eagle, and yet he still harbored thoughts of gain and loss, thus falling into the lower realm. I am here to save people, so why should I be bound by worldly etiquette?
" Having realized this, he no longer hesitated. He laid Wang Sao flat on the grass in a starfish position, and with his palms activating his divine power, he pressed them directly against her breasts. Although his penis had not been touched for a long time, he recited the "Great Rejuvenation Method," and soon it became erect like a sword. The monk pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and his penis went straight into her vagina. Following the teachings of his ancestors, he used nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and his internal energy went straight to the heart of her flower. Soon, only Wang Sao's moans could be heard. Knowing the time was ripe, the monk immediately straightened Wang's thighs, deeply inserting his penis into her vagina. He then rotated and rubbed it thirty-six times to the left and right. Wang's energy had returned to her dantian, but due to the return of orgasm and the strong contraction of her heart, the monk, who had never experienced such a thing, could not control himself,
and his semen flowed out like a river. The primary principle of the "Great Rejuvenation Method" is that men must not ejaculate; once ejaculation occurs, the method cannot be fully completed. Therefore, although Wang had been saved, she fainted again under the impact of the semen. The monk quickly withdrew his penis, used his oral skills to insert his inner energy into her vagina, and finally brought Wang back to life. However, she was too weak to move and could only gently stroke the monk's penis to express her gratitude. She also weakly whispered her name and address into the monk's ear.
Knowing that Wang still needed nourishment, the monk helped her put on her clothes, then carried her in his arms and quickly walked towards the city.
The willows along the shores of Taihu Lake are lush and green at the turn of spring and summer. The ancient road is filled with people enjoying the scenery of the lake. However, everyone is surprised to see a monk carrying a woman in his arms. Some busybodies can't help but point and whisper among themselves.
A wealthy young master sat casually in a lakeside pavilion, a half-naked young woman leaning against him. His left hand caressed her breasts, while his right fingers rubbed her vulva, chuckling,
"A monk embracing a woman, I'm afraid he's breaking his vows!"
Another servant chimed in, "I think she's an old nun who's returned to secular life to cultivate immortality with the monk!"
A third guard, skilled in martial arts and eager to impress his young master, stepped forward, blocked his path, and shouted, "Old bald monk! Halt! Who are you embracing? My young master wants to see."
The nosy rich kid clapped and cheered, shouting, "Exactly! Exactly! It's like a nun returning to secular life! Young master wants to have some fun with her! I say, Old Zhang, if she's not that attractive, just touch her casually."
Old Zhang, now even more eager to impress his young master, found the monk arrogant and slow-moving. Old Zhang, angered, unleashed a "Double Dragons Entering the Sea" attack, thrusting both arms straight at the monk's chest. The monk turned, his back to Old Zhang, and forcefully blocked the blows. Old Zhang couldn't stop in time; his hands felt like they'd struck a solid rock. With a "crack," Old Zhang's arms fell limply to his sides, sweat pouring down his face in apparent pain. Anyone with eyes could see that Old Zhang's fists were crippled.
The rich young master, unaware of the situation, assumed that Old Zhang was old and weak and easily defeated. He then called to his men, and a group of servants armed with knives and sticks rushed forward. The monk, with light steps, held Wang's wife in one arm and pointed left and right with the other. In no time, they all lay sprawled on the roadside. Only the rich young master stood there dumbfounded, his legs trembling. The monk glared at him, and the rich young master immediately knelt on the ground, begging for his life. The half-naked girl beside him had already fled without a trace.
The monk shook his head, picked up a short blade from the ground, and said, "Benefactor, you are unlikely to have any kindness in your daily life. I hate nothing more than the oppression of the good and kind. The woman you are holding is merely a poor, severely injured woman, yet you have gathered a crowd to coerce her and even attempted to disrespect the dead. Your crimes deserve death, but out of consideration for Heaven's mercy, I will spare you by cutting off your own hand."
The rich young master turned pale and remained silent. Just as he was about to take the knife to harm himself, a cry of "Wait!" came from afar. His excitement was palpable as he responded, "Auntie, save me!"
The newcomer was none other than Mo Yunxian, the young master of a wealthy family. She had been learning martial arts from Master Wuxin of the Emei Sect since childhood. After ten years of arduous training, she had mastered the true teachings of the master. On her way back to her hometown to visit her relatives, she happened to encounter her nephew Mo Yuxiang in a critical moment. Without thinking, she shouted to stop him and used her "Treading Snow Without a Trace" lightness skill to leap in front of him.
Mo Yunxian clasped her hands in a gesture of respect and said softly, "May I ask your Dharma name, Master? I am Mo Yunxian from Emei. Please have mercy."
The monk carefully observed the newcomer. She was beautiful as a fairy, yet her martial arts were extraordinary. He felt quite favorable towards her and replied, "This old monk comes from Shaolin.
My Dharma name is Tianzheng of the Heavens. Is your master the Venerable Wuxin?" Mo Yunxian said happily, "I have long admired Master Tianzheng of Shaolin as a grandmaster of the martial arts world. I am the last disciple of the Venerable Wuxin. During my studies, I often heard the Venerable recount his deeds of eliminating evils for the martial arts world. It is truly a blessing to meet you today. The one kneeling on the ground is my elder brother's only son, Mo Yuxiang. He has offended you in any way. I beg you to remember our friendship and have mercy."
Master Tianzheng said, "Although you claim to be a disciple of the Venerable Master, we are complete strangers, and I cannot ascertain the truth. I have known the Venerable Master for many years and am familiar with his unique skill, the 'Su Shen Shen Gong'. To practice this skill, one must choose a dangerous place to stimulate one's potential, and after mastering it, one's body will undergo changes unlike those of ordinary people. If you can tell me, I will gladly comply."
Mo Yunxian hesitated, but considering that Master Tianzheng was also a fellow disciple, she could only ask him to move into the forest. The master supported Wang's wife with his left hand and held Mo Yuxiang's collar with his right, following Mo Yunxian into the dense forest.
Mo Yunxian said, "To practice the Su Shen Nu Gong (Supreme Goddess Skill), one must choose the frigid northern polar region, sit naked on the ice, and silently recite the mantra for eighty-one days without eating. During this time, even if wild animals or strangers pass by, one must not move an inch. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to practice. Without someone to protect and guard one, one's life is in danger. I was fortunate to be blessed by my ancestor and completed it before the New Year."
Master Tianzheng exclaimed in surprise, "You are at most twenty years old, yet you have mastered this divine skill! Forgive my poor eyesight, but I cannot believe it. Please show me your physical characteristics, otherwise I cannot comply today."
Mo Yunxian shook her head in distress, but upon seeing her nephew begging for mercy on the ground, she softened and could only obediently remove her clothes.
At this moment, Master Tianzheng waved his hand, indicating that it was unnecessary. He said, "This place is open to the elements, and it is not appropriate for the young lady to undress.
This old monk can simply reach out and examine her." Mo Yunxian thanked him gratefully. Mo Yuxiang, standing to the side, was unaware of the reason. Those who had mastered this skill had a small, slightly raised mole on the lower edge of each breast, and their pubic area was completely hairless, as smooth as a baby's. The most difficult part was that the practitioner's pubic area and heart could withstand prolonged caressing for nearly an hour without becoming aroused. However, according to the master's wishes, one must first be naked to verify the skill, hence the difficulty.
Master Tianzheng reached into Yunxian's breasts, probing below them. He found two small moles, and then examined her vulva, finding it smooth, hairless, and soft as cotton. He was about to conclude that he was right, but fearing the treacherous nature of the martial world, he said, "Please forgive this old monk for probing your divine skill further, young lady."
Yunxian replied solemnly, "Please examine my skill, Master."
Tianzheng used his finger technique, stroking Yunxian's clitoris and the entrance to her vagina with his middle finger. Under the master's scrutiny, Yunxian's heart trembled, and she was in danger of losing her essence. However, she focused her energy on her dantian and recited the technique. Soon, she entered a meditative state. After about half an hour, Master Tianzheng used his long tongue to perform the "Ten Thousand Snakes Piercing the Heart" technique, directly attacking Yunxian's vagina. This technique was created by the sixth generation abbot of Shaolin Temple. It was originally designed to train people to use a single tongue to perform the transformations of ten thousand hands, so that those who had lost their hands could still be self-reliant. Now, under Master Tianzheng's use, Yunxian felt as if she had been violated by ten thousand men. Unable to control herself with the technique, she finally lost her essence. Master Tianzheng quickly sucked it all into his mouth. Fearing that Yunxian would not be able to stop in time, he used his long tongue to inject internal energy and stroked Yunxian's vagina and bud until she calmed down and stopped.
Mo Yunxian said shamefully, "This humble woman's training is inadequate; please forgive my poor skills, Master!"
Master Tianzheng said, "To have such skill is already quite remarkable. You are indeed a worthy disciple of the Venerable One. However, you need not blame yourself. When the Venerable One sparred with me years ago, even he could not endure my 'ten thousand snakes piercing my heart' for an hour. Alas! What a pity..."
Master Tianzheng sighed deeply and said, "Since that's the case, so be it! But you should know that your nephew's conduct is improper; you should persuade him to do good. Also, Sister-in-law Wang is a woman of hardship; it is inconvenient for me to travel with her. Please escort her home."
Mo Yunxian thanked him repeatedly, bid farewell to Tianzheng, and returned home with Yuxiang and Sister-in-law Wang.
Love and Hate in the Lake and Sea (Part 3): The Demon of Lust Appears
Shao Bai returned home, weary but still excited. He rushed to Jiang Fang's room with the secret manual and valuables in hand. Jiang Fang, seeing her beloved son's joyful expression, knew Wang Ping was surely dead, and the worry of their adultery being exposed was finally gone. Her joy was indescribable. Smiling, Jiang Fang took out the chrysanthemum wine she had prepared, poured two cups, and raised a toast with Shao Bai to celebrate their victory.
Shao Bai embraced Jiang Fang with his right arm, his left hand cupping her breasts, and happily recounted the day's events. When he spoke of raping Xiao Yu, his face lit up with excitement. Although Jiang Fang felt a slight pang of guilt, thinking of Shao Bai's description of Xiao Yu's wantonness under the spring water, she couldn't help but recall her own recent sexual encounter. Her lower body trembled again, and her juices flowed uncontrollably.
Seeing Jiang Fang's alluring appearance, Shao Bai's lust was aroused. Ignoring the fact that it was broad daylight, he pulled Jiang Fang face down towards the round table, lifting her red shirt. Her snow-white buttocks naturally arched upwards, her slightly damp vulva welcoming Shao Bai. Shao Bai bent down, extending his long tongue to her vulva, quickly touching her clitoris before penetrating deeper along her buttocks. Jiang Fang trembled, her last vestige of morality vanishing. With extreme excitement, she cried out, "Good son, sweetheart, put it in quickly!"
"…Mmm…Mother really can't take it anymore…"
At this moment, Shao Bai thrust his penis rapidly and forcefully into Jiang Fang's vulva, hundreds of times reaching a state of blissful union before finally embracing and resting.
Jiang Fang leaned against Shao Bai's chest, looking delicate and frail. She picked up the secret manual and looked at it with Shao Bai. The first page of the manual had the words "Demon Hand Secret Technique" written on it, and in the lower left corner, it was signed "Respectfully recorded by Shi Xiaotian, the leader of the Jin Yuan Cult".
Unfolding the inner pages reveals:
"The Demon Hand is the third hand. All martial artists strive for excellence in their skills. However, all things in nature have their limits. Even those who dedicate their lives to training will be limited by their natural lifespan. The martial world is vast, and there are always those more skilled than oneself. In combat, to gain the upper hand, there seems to be no other way but diligent study and arduous practice. When the difference in skill between oneself and the enemy is vast, if one possesses the Shadowless Third Hand, striking first can be incredibly effective. Even if one's skills are inferior, a surprise attack can still injure the enemy invisibly.
This sect's secret method originated in Western India and was perfected through generations of sect leaders combining it with the esoteric techniques of Chinese Qimen Dunjia. Practicing this secret method requires dual cultivation between men and women. Furthermore, because it seeks a different shortcut, it differs from ordinary martial arts methods. Those who have not yet engaged in other internal energy cultivation techniques are preferred."
Shao Bai was not a diligent martial arts student and believed the manual belonged to Wang Ping. If the contents were true, why wouldn't Wang Ping practice it? However, Wang Ping's martial arts were mediocre, making this seem illogical. Upon closer reading of the manual, he discovered that the primary requirement for dual cultivation was that the male and female practitioners must share the same bloodline and engage in yin-yang union for forty-nine days to achieve success. Those who were not blood relatives, due to differing bloodlines, would suffer minor consequences like qi deviation or even severe yin-yang imbalance, leading to death from the loss of vital essence. The book also stated that due to the constraints of Central Plains customs and ethics, few succeeded in mastering the manual after its transmission to the Central Plains. Upon reading this, Shao Bai couldn't help but close the page and laugh. Wang Ping had lost his mother at a young age and had no sisters. Although he had a daughter, Xiao Yu, she was still young and inexperienced, thus possessing the precious book but unable to practice it. Conversely, Jiang Fang and her son had already engaged in sexual intercourse, sharing the same bloodline, and had already mastered half of the manual.
What truly captivated Jiang Fang was not the mystery of the secret method, but the fact that it could be practiced without prior internal strength training. For Jiang Fang and Shao Bai, whose martial arts were mediocre, this was nothing short of a key to entering the hall of masters
. Upon mastering it, they could also avenge Zhao Quan's heartless betrayal. The text then detailed the methods of dual cultivation and their wondrous applications, which the mother and son found utterly astonishing. That very day, the mother and son diligently practiced day and night according to the secret method. Aside from their daily meals, Jiang Fang and Shao Bai were almost always naked together, constantly engaging in intercourse and practicing the Indian meditation techniques. After more than a year, through countless cycles of yin and yang union, they finally achieved divine skill.
Driven by Jiang Fang's burning desire for revenge and Shao Bai's extraordinary ambition, the two diligently practiced their "Shadowless Third Hand," which had become incredibly flexible and unpredictable, capable of both softness and hardness. Normally only an inch long, it could grow to over ten feet after channeling its power, striking without a trace, unseen by those outside the sect. According to the book, while a few past sect leaders had mastered it, their version only reached about twelve feet in length. The mother and son had reached an unprecedented pinnacle.
On the day they achieved this, Jiang Fang decided to test their skills with Shao Bai on a journey. Passing by a funeral home, they encountered an elderly nun leading two young nuns in chanting sutras for the deceased, their solemn countenances stern and unapproachable. Shao Bai stood at a distance, extending his Shadowless Third Hand to lightly touch the ear of one of the petite nuns. The nun, mistaking it for an insect, dared not move. Shao Bai, channeling his inner energy, transformed his third hand into a tongue shape, then gently nibbled at the nun's earlobe and slid it inside. The nun, startled like a lamb, looked around but saw no one nearby. She thought it must be due to her insincere worship, a demon invading her mind, and began chanting scriptures loudly to calm herself.
Shao Bai, not content with this, went further, reaching inside the nun's clothing and freely roaming between her breasts. Stimulated by this, the nun's chanting became even more rapid and arrhythmic, drawing a glare from the old nun, and an angry look from the bereaved family member beside her, who considered it disrespectful.
The nun had no choice but to slow her speech, but she could no longer chant sutras in complete sentences. Her virgin breasts, never before touched, experienced unprecedented pleasure under Shao Bai's gentle third hand, and she felt an urge to moan. However, in the context of the religious ceremony, she restrained herself, suppressing the tingling pleasure emanating from her nipples, managing only a few utterances of chanting mixed with "uh-huh" sounds, her cheeks flushed crimson. Just as the nun was lost in ecstasy, Shao Bai probed deeper into her virgin bud. The nun felt as if she had been electrocuted, her hands gripping the sutra tightly. Shao Bai first explored the entrance, then plunged in, her previously tightly closed legs opening wide. At this moment, her chanting became completely incoherent.
Jiang Fang, seeing Shao Bai teasing the nun with his demonic hands, also found it amusing, and simultaneously used her inner energy to extend her third hand to attack the older nun. Little did anyone know that the old nun was a hidden master, none other than the once-renowned "Sun and Moon Divine Nun," Master Huici. Ten years ago, she mistakenly killed an innocent person and never again concerned herself with the affairs of the martial world. She kept her extraordinary skills secret, never passing them on to disciples, and rarely used them. She deeply understood the principle of
living in seclusion amidst the bustling city, and in recent years made a living through rituals for the deceased. When Jiang Fang touched Huici's genitals with her third hand, Huici's protective divine power naturally activated. Her left hand used the "Heavenly Buddha Descending to Earth" palm strike to cut the third hand, while her right middle finger gathered internal energy to flick the third hand forward with the "Remote Worship of Guanyin." Although Huici's martial arts were extraordinary, she never expected that the attacker was so far away, and that her left palm struck nothing but emptiness. Since the third hand was not a physical object, it could not harm her.
Huici had experienced countless dangers in her life, but today she encountered something extraordinary—an invisible enemy. All her martial arts were useless; she could only sit cross-legged and use her "Great Compassion Divine Power" to protect herself with all her internal energy.
Jiang Fang's first attack failed, so she attacked again, but Hui Ci's divine skill was extraordinary. The third attack was immediately deflected by her powerful internal force. At this time, Shao Bai, using the fleshy rod formed by his third attack, had already played with and raped the young nun for hundreds of rounds. The young nun was essentially gang-raped by a hundred men, until she finally collapsed, paralyzed, and died. Her scriptures were scattered all over the ground, and she died in
terror, clutching her genitals. Seeing this, Hui Ci was heartbroken, and her protective power dissipated by more than half. To help Jiang Fang, Shao Bai used his third attack to attack the second young nun who was standing there in a panic. He first struck her acupoints on her waist, rendering her unable to move, and then he and Jiang Fang and her son groped her, stripping her naked. Her two jade-like breasts appeared even whiter and more lustrous in the sunlight, and her light, soft pubic hair formed a triangle that slightly covered her vulva. The invisible third attack then... The jade-like body moved about, leaving traces wherever it went. The bereaved families nearby, seeing this, thought they had seen a ghost in broad daylight and fled in all directions. Meanwhile, Shao Bai and Jiang Fang took turns raping the nun, their hands moving up and down. The young nun was first filled with shame and grief, then powerless to resist the demonic hands' cruelty. The suppressed lust and pleasure were completely released under the demonic hands. Her slightly open vagina couldn't see the penis entering and exiting, only her vaginal fluids flowing freely as she ejaculated again and again. The nun cried out for Hui Ci to save her.
At this moment, Hui Ci could no longer care about her own safety. She pressed forward, using her rapid, powerful technique, the "Eighteen Forms of Falling Leaves in Wind and Clouds," to strike the nun repeatedly until she was unable to stop. Seeing an opportunity, Jiang Fang and Shao Bai channeled their inner energy, their hands forming blades as they thrust towards Hui Ci's heart. Unable to defend herself, Hui Ci was struck so hard that she coughed up blood. In her dying moments, seeing her female disciple's face contorted in despair, she smiled bitterly and used her last bit of inner strength to strike her vital point. Shortly after, both of them died simultaneously.
Jiang Fang and Shao Bai, having succeeded in their test, were overjoyed to know the extraordinary power of their demonic hand technique.
Leaving behind three corpses and a terrified crowd, the mother and son went to the "Heroes' Abode" on the shore of Taihu Lake to drink and make merry. Shao Bai recalled how he and Wang Ping had plotted to rape Jiang Fang here years ago, and now, mother and son were revisiting this old place together, filled with a myriad of emotions.
After practicing the "Demon Hand" technique, Shao Bai and Jiang Fang, mother and son, had become like husband and wife. Although they couldn't openly flirt in the restaurant, the "Third Hand" technique proved incredibly useful. Jiang Fang used the Demon Hand to meander into Shao Bai's crotch, encircling and covering his penis, stimulating the glans and shaft. Similarly, Shao Bai used the Demon Hand to slide in and out of Jiang Fang's vagina, constantly changing shape—sometimes a tongue, sometimes a rod—stroking her clitoris and the center of her vagina. The two were in ecstasy, sharing a climax, but no one in the restaurant understood the subtleties of their actions.
As Shao Bai and Jiang Fang were enjoying the scenery, a commotion suddenly erupted from the next table. A wealthy young man and his drinking companions were arguing. Among them, a handsome young scholar shouted:
"Mo Yuxiang, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have money. You can go to Chunxiang Brothel, and so can I. As for Miss Hongxiu, she sells her art, not her body. She'd rather be with me than let you ruin her."
Mo Yuxiang spat at the scholar and retorted:
"Liu Minfeng, you bastard, don't you know who you are? Even your mother is just a servant in my house. You think you're worthy of going to Chunxiang Brothel? I'm going to have Hongxiu. You have no choice but to give her up. When the young master gets tired of her and wants that worn-out shoe again, I'll reward you."
Enraged, Liu Minfeng cursed, "You dare, you bastard surnamed Mo? I'll fight you to the death!"
As he spoke, he grabbed a bottle of wine from the table and threw it at Mo Yuxiang. Mo Yuxiang dodged, shouting,
"Rebellion! Rebellion! Men, beat him severely! If he dies, it's on me!"
The servants swarmed around and brutally beat Liu Minfeng. Liu Minfeng could only cover his head with his hands, rolling on the ground, shouting, "Murder! Murder!"
Shao Bai and Jiang Fang, their enjoyment interrupted, were displeased and were about to punish Mo Yuxiang when a voice came from the west window upstairs: "Stop! Get out!"
Shao Bai looked westward and saw a man and a woman sitting at a table in the corner. The man was dressed in fine clothes, exuding wealth, while the woman had a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, but her hands were as black as ink, which was quite peculiar.
A servant stopped to check who had spoken and, without saying a word, threw a punch at the wealthy man, but before he could reach him, he had already died and fallen to the ground. Since being severely defeated by Master Tianzheng, Mo Yuxiang had become quite wary of strangers. He had no deep-seated hatred for Liu Minfeng and saw no need to make an enemy over him. Therefore, he cupped his hands in greeting and whispered to Fu Shang,
"I am Mo Yuxiang. I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment, sir. May I ask how I should address you, sir?"
Fu Shang, expressionless, waved his hand and said, "No need to ask! Get lost!"
Mo Yuxiang, feeling snubbed, was about to turn and leave when his aunt, Mo Xianyun, appeared with a long sword. Mo Yuxiang thought someone would stand up for him, but Mo Xianyun coldly said,
"If I see you bullying Minfeng again, I won't forgive you. Go home immediately and reflect on your actions! Minfeng, from now on, stay away from Yuxiang. Your mother is still waiting for you at the Mo family home."
After Mo Yuxiang and the others went downstairs, Mo Xianyun looked at Fu Shang and said, "Tianshan Twin Temples, how are we going to settle the score with my senior sister, Yu Xiangu, today?"
Fu Shang laughed loudly and replied,
"Settle the score? Call your master, Wuxin! I, Bailong, took a liking to your senior sister Yu, and our lovemaking was her good fortune. I say, Xiaoqing, my darling, you be the judge! Did I not do my best in serving that little girl surnamed Yu?"
Xiaoqing stretched out her black hand, took a small sip, and smiled sweetly,
"Isn't that right? Six hours straight, I felt sorry for her. It's all your master Wuxin's fault for not teaching her more about lovemaking. Your senior sister Yu clearly came more than ten times in ecstasy, but she didn't even say a word of thanks."
After stroking Xiao Qing's cheek, Bai Long's eyes darted to Mo Xianyun's chest, lewdly saying,
"Don't worry about that. This girl is just as beautiful as you. If you want to settle accounts, I'll take the loss—buy one, get one free."
Mo Xianyun angrily retorted, "You two dogs! You weren't satisfied with just raping my senior sister with Chun, you also had the Six Heroes of Jiangnan gang-rape her for three days and three nights, then left her naked in the wilderness for any passing villagers to rape her at will. My senior sister only recovered her strength seven days later, free from Chun's influence, but she had no face to live on. She wrote a blood oath recording what happened, cut off her breasts and genitals, entrusted someone to deliver them to my master, and then committed suicide. I, Mo Xianyun, swore to avenge my senior sister and have already killed the Six Heroes in Hangzhou. Now only you are left. Prepare to die!"
Bai Long exclaimed in surprise, "The Six Monsters have been killed, and their corpses are hanging high on the walls of Hangzhou. The victims are missing their genitals. I never imagined it was her who did it! Xiao Qing, don't underestimate her. Let's attack together!"
The Twin Demons of Tianshan have killed countless people since their debut, and their methods are ruthless. In particular, Bai Long's "Bone-Melting Divine Skill" and Qing She's "Black Sand Poison Palm" both contain strange poisons in their fists and palms. When masters clash, they often kill without leaving a trace. Moreover, the Twin Demons are lecherous by nature, and countless handsome men and beautiful women have been ruined by them. However, the Twin Demons rely on their great reputation and rarely join forces against enemies. Therefore, they are not truly confident of victory today.
With a shout of "Take this!", Mo Xianyun leaped behind the Green Serpent. The Emei Sect's signature sword technique, "Compassionate Divine Sword," combined with the inexhaustible internal energy of the "Plain Goddess Skill," channeled its power into the sword tip, piercing straight through the Green Serpent's back. The Green Serpent couldn't turn back in time and could only lean forward and close to the ground to avoid the sword's edge. Its hands then unleashed poisonous palms, pushing them backward. Mo Xianyun sheathed her sword and stood up, using her divine skill to force back the poisonous palms. On the left, the White Dragon attacked Mo Xianyun's upper, middle, and lower body from six different angles with its famous move, "Heavenly Net and Earthly Net." Mo Xianyun quickly changed her move, using her sword to touch the ground and rise into the sky, dodging the White Dragon's attack. Then, she spiraled down and used the "Wild Goose Seeking the Serpent" move to strike the White Dragon's Heavenly Court.
At this moment, the Green Snake had already turned around and retreated to the rear, intending to take advantage of Mo Xianyun's attack on the White Dragon to strike his back with her poisonous palm. However, Mo Xianyun's attack on the White Dragon was a feint, merely to force the White Dragon back, while her main target remained the Green Snake. In an instant, Mo Xianyun spun her sword and charged at the Green Snake head-on. The Green Snake could not escape in time and could only block the longsword with both palms. Mo Xianyun held her breath and moved forward, cutting through the gap between her palms with the move "Compassionate Hand Parting Clouds," followed by the "Emei Thirteen Quick Swords" attack, which was completed in one breath. The Green Snake was already a dead soul under the sword, and her body was cut in half at the waist by the final sword "Equal Colors."
Seeing his beloved dead, Bai Long panicked even more. He took out the hidden weapon "Delightful Needle" from his waist and used the "Celestial Maiden Scattering Flowers" technique to shoot it at Mo Xianyun. Mo Xianyun remained calm and composed, wielding her sword to create an impenetrable barrier. The needle scattered in all directions. Just as she was about to pursue, a second wave of hidden weapons came rushing towards her. Mo Xianyun used her divine power to protect herself and try to deflect the hidden weapons, but she didn't know that Bai Long's second wave of hidden weapons was called "Fire-Transforming Delightful Pill." The pill contained a strange poison, and when it was deflected by force, it would break out of the pill. Under the impact of Mo Xianyun's divine power, the strange poison spread everywhere. When Mo Xianyun saw the powdery poison in the air, she knew that something was wrong. Although she had divine power to protect herself, she had already inhaled a trace of the delightful poison into her heart and lungs. Mo Xianyun gritted her teeth and insisted on advancing. Bai Long refused to fight head-on and instead fought and retreated, waiting for Mo Xianyun to take effect from the poison.
Unable to fight for long, Mo Xianyun unleashed the most energy-consuming technique of the Emei Swordplay, "Jade and Stone Burn Together," channeling her inner force into the divine sword to unleash a deadly sword aura. Bai Long, unable to withstand the attack, tried to escape through the window, but the pursuing sword aura pierced his chest. Bai Long collapsed to the ground, a faint smile remaining on his lips as he addressed Mo Xianyun:
"My dual-wielding skills are inferior, though I die without regret. But you wretched woman… you've been poisoned by my Tianshan Lust Poison. Within half an hour, you'll be begging for a thousand men to ride you, ten thousand to fuck you, to find release. Unfortunately, I doubt even if every man in the entire town came to fuck you within half an hour, it wouldn't be enough to cure the poison. I think you're doomed to be fucked for nothing. If you can't be satisfied, you'll tear your genitals to death when the lust poison reaches its peak. What a pity! I won't see it. Ha! Ha! Ha! Tianshan Lust Poison, no one can cure it, the best in the world…"
Before Bai Long could finish speaking, Mo Xianyun beheaded him with a single sword stroke, his head and body separated.
Mo Xianyun slowly walked out of the tavern, a gentle breeze blowing against her face, causing her to shiver involuntarily. Bai Long's dying words must be true. Mo Xianyun thought to herself, "If the poison is truly as described, I must first find a secluded place to use my Divine Skill to expel it. If that fails…" She sighed softly, already harboring thoughts of ending her own life if things went wrong. Thinking of her senior sister and her own life of hardship, a deep sorrow welled up within her.
Jiang Fang and Shao Bai, witnessing a bloody massacre in the martial world, were also horrified. However, upon hearing Bai Long's dying words, the two exchanged a glance and, as if on cue, immediately followed Mo Xianyun. After
traveling for about an hour, Mo Xianyun arrived at a stone cave in the mountains outside the city. She concealed herself inside, closed her eyes to rest, and began to use her divine skill to expel the poison.
Shao Bai, observing the cave from outside, whispered to Jiang Fang with a hint of doubt,
"Bai Long said the poison would take effect in less than half an hour, but it's been over an hour now, and this woman hasn't shown any signs of lust. Could what he said be untrue?"
Jiang Fang replied, "This woman's martial arts are incredibly high. Let's wait patiently a little longer. When she wants a man, you must first express your unwillingness. After she forces herself on you, then give in to her desires and have sex with her. We can use this to blackmail her into doing whatever she wants to us."
Shao Bai understood Jiang Fang's meaning, but still worried, "Bai Long said he needed a thousand men to ride him and ten thousand men to have sex with him. Although that's an exaggeration, I'm afraid I alone can't meet the needs for detoxification..."
Jiang Fang interrupted Shao Bai, laughing, "You forgot that your mother will help you, and you've also forgotten the wonderful use of our third technique."
Upon hearing this, Shao Bai suddenly understood and quickly activated his secret technique, slowly extending his demonic hand into the cave.
At that moment, Mo Xianyun had already used her internal energy to force the aphrodisiac to the soles of her feet. It turned out that the "Plain Goddess Skill" was a supreme divine skill for suppressing lust, so the half-hour effect of the poison mentioned by Bai Long could be endured by Mo Xianyun for more than an hour. However, because she had used the "Jade and Stone Burn Together" technique to kill Bai Long, her vital energy was severely depleted, and she was unable to expel the poison with her internal energy. The aphrodisiac was also causing trouble in the soles of her feet. In her desperation, Mo Xianyun even considered severing her feet with her sword. Seeing Mo Xianyun's desperate attempt to suppress her lustful desires, Shao Bai knew he couldn't miss this opportunity and attacked her soles with his third hand, while Jiang Fang simultaneously used her demonic hand to caress Mo Xianyun's private parts.
Tempted by this, Mo Xianyun became uncontrollably aroused. Her internal energy dissipated, and the aphrodisiac on her soles rapidly spread throughout her body. A green line appeared, running upwards from her soles, piercing her clitoris, then circling back to her breasts. Mo Xianyun felt a surge of heat coursing through her lower body, an unprecedented itching sensation emanating from deep within her. An intense desire for intercourse became uncontrollable.
At this moment, Shao Bai entered the cave, pretending to be a passerby. He helped Mo Xianyun up, saying,
"Miss! What's wrong?" He intentionally or unintentionally allowed Mo Xianyun's weak hand to touch his penis through her clothes.
Once Mo Xianyun's hand touched his penis, she was completely captivated. She could only plead in a hurried voice,
"Please, kind man, fuck me... I beg you."
This normally dignified cultivator had now abandoned all pretense of modesty, uttering vulgarities typical of commoners. "
I can't," Shao Bai said, forcing himself to remain silent. "I've lived a pure life, I'm unmarried, and I can't take advantage of someone in distress. Please, young lady, have some self-respect." He retreated three feet to maintain his purity.
Seeing her savior arrive, Mo Xianyun had no intention of letting him leave. Just as she was about to use her penis to make love, she felt another throbbing in her clitoris, an unbearable tingling sensation. It turned out that although Shao Bai had retreated three feet, his third hand had entered her, penetrating her core.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! This humble woman is willing to serve you like a slave for the rest of her life," Mo Xianyun cried urgently. Shao
Bai hesitated, then replied, "Alright! But let me make this clear: my mother and I depend on each other for survival, and our family rules are different from those of ordinary people. If you obey me, you must never betray me and must obey me."
With that, he immediately removed all their clothing and began kissing and caressing Mo Xianyun's snow-white breasts with his tongue. Jiang Fang, outside the cave, simultaneously used her third hand to penetrate deep into Mo Xianyun's flower core. Jiang Fang and Shao Bai took turns raping Mo Xianyun, her flower buds hardening like small hills, the tingling and itchy pleasure like a gentle spring breeze, bringing her wave after wave of endless orgasms.
After being gang-raped a third time in an unprecedented manner, Mo Xianyun gradually recovered from the poison in her body. Her cheeks turned rosy, and the green lines on her body slowly faded. Only then did Shao Bai truly insert his penis into Mo Xianyun's mouth. Mo Xianyun tasted it shyly, and to repay her benefactor, she used her divine power to blow on Shao Bai's jade stem. Shao Bai's internal energy was originally limited, but now it was flowing continuously from Mo Xianyun's tongue, making his penis even more muscular.
Shao Bai raised Mo Xianyun's legs and rubbed his penis against her clitoris until Mo Xianyun was dripping with lustful fluid. Then he inserted his penis into her slightly open vagina, thrusting in and out repeatedly until Mo Xianyun was completely submissive.
After leaving the cave, Shao Bai made Mo Xianyun pay her respects to Jiang Fang's mother and have Mo Xianyun swear a solemn oath to abide by all the rules of her husband's family. Jiang Fang nodded in satisfaction, knowing that this would provide powerful support for her future revenge.
That evening, Jiang Fang and her two companions gathered in one room to drink and celebrate. During the meal, Jiang Fang explicitly told Mo Xianyun that she should abide by the family rules, one of which was that a son had an obligation to have sexual relations with his widowed mother. Although Mo Xianyun thought this was somewhat against human ethics, she could only comply because she had sworn an oath beforehand. Another rule was that if Jiang Fang had any sexual desires, in addition to Shao Bai fulfilling his filial duty, Mo Xianyun should also cooperate. Mo Xianyun did not understand Jiang Fang's intentions at first, but after Jiang Fang used his tongue to roam and kiss Mo Xianyun's clitoris, Mo Xianyun experienced waves of pleasure and profuse arousal. Only then did she realize that women could also share the pleasure of sex. At this point, she had completely submitted to Jiang Fang and her son.
After the meal, the three reminisced about the past. Mo Xianyun explained that she lost both her parents at a young age and was adopted by her uncle Mo Guofeng. When she was seven years old, she went to Mount Emei to offer incense and was discovered by the Venerable Wuxin and taken in as his last disciple. She had lived in a nunnery for many years and was therefore unfamiliar with human affairs. Now that she had lost her virginity and enjoyed life for the first time, she did not want to return to Mount Emei.
Jiang Fang recounted Zhao Quan's heartless and unjust deeds. To Shao Bai, Zhao Quan didn't deserve to die, but Jiang Fang couldn't let go of her resentment over years of neglect, while Shao Bai coveted Zhao Quan's fortune. Therefore, they were both enthusiastic about revenge. That night, Jiang Fang explained her long-planned revenge scheme, which Shao Bai and Mo Xianyun readily agreed to, planning to act in three months.
Later that night, the three shared a bed. Shao Bai enjoyed the pleasure of having two women. Under the extraordinary sexual skills of Jiang Fang and Shao Bai, Mo Xianyun was no longer the same Mo Xianyun. From then on, apart from practicing martial arts together, all three were naked at home. Whenever their desires arose, they would intertwine their legs, enjoying a blissful life. The three-month revenge date was drawing near. Shao Bai, caught between the two women, had reached a level of mastery in his lust, and a new generation of lecherous demons was born.
Meanwhile, Zhao Quan, unaware of the situation, was entertaining Li Renxin, the martial arts alliance leader known as "Iron Palm Shakes the Nine Provinces," and Master Tianzheng of Shaolin Temple, who had come from the north. They were discussing how to deal with the "Master of Illusion Island," a figure who had become a source of fear for the martial arts world in recent years.
A martial arts storm was brewing, while outside the window, a gentle breeze blew and the bright moon remained unchanged.

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