The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 7

Chapter Twenty-Five: Unveiling the Virgin at Bright Peak.
Zhang Wuji followed Cheng Kun through the door, which resembled the boudoir of a wealthy young lady. Cheng Kun was nowhere to be seen, only a bed with a low-hanging canopy. A pair of pink embroidered shoes lay before the bed, indicating someone was sleeping there. The boudoir had only one door, and the windows were tightly shut. Since Cheng Kun had entered, could he be in the bed?
Just as he was deciding whether to lift the canopy to search for him, he heard light footsteps. Someone was approaching. Zhang Wuji slipped behind a tapestry on the west wall, and two people entered the room. Peeking out from behind the tapestry, Zhang Wuji saw two young girls. One wore a pale yellow silk robe, her attire luxurious; the other, even younger, wore a blue cloth robe and was a maidservant, shackled.
The young lady swayed slightly and turned her face. Zhang Wuji could see her clearly in the candlelight. She had large, dark eyes and a round face; it was Yang Buhui, whom he had escorted all the way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions. Several years had passed, and she had grown taller, but her demeanor remained unchanged, especially the slight pout at the corner of her mouth when she was being petulant.
He heard her scold the maid, "Don't even think about taking advantage of the chaos to harm me and my father, or I will never forgive you!" The maid dared not argue and helped her sit down. The maid had a limp in her left leg and a hunched back. When she turned around, Zhang Wuji was even more shocked. Her right eye was small, her left eye was large, and her nose and mouth were distorted, making her extremely frightening. Her ugliness even surpassed that of Zhu'er.
Zhang Wuji couldn't help but step forward to meet Yang Buhui, saying, "Sister Buhui, I never expected to see you here!"
Yang Buhui looked him over carefully and asked, "Who are you? Why do you call me Sister Buhui?"
Zhang Wuji quickly replied, "I'm your Brother Wuji! How have you been all these years?"
Yang Buhui looked at him closely and saw that his clothes were tattered and his face was dirty. She was startled and said, "You—you—are you really Brother Wuji?"
Zhang Wuji said, "Of course! How could you not recognize me!"
Yang Buhui said, "We haven't seen each other for so long, I almost didn't recognize you."
Zhang Wuji was eager to catch up with Yuanzhen, so he said, "Your father was injured in the hall, you should go see him quickly."
Yang Buhui was startled and quickly said, "I'll go see my father." As she spoke, she struck out with a palm towards the little maid's crown, the blow extremely heavy.
Zhang Wuji cried out, "No!" He pushed her arm away, and Yang Buhui's palm missed its mark.
Yang Buhui was about to kill the maid when Zhang Wuji intervened, saying sharply, "Brother Wuji, are you and this girl on the same side?"
Zhang Wuji replied, "Of course not!"
Yang Buhui said, "Then mind your own business. This maid is my family's greatest enemy. My father chained her hands and feet to prevent her from harming me. Now that the enemy is attacking in force, this girl wants to take the opportunity to retaliate."
Zhang Wuji saw that the maid looked pitiful, and although her appearance was strange, she didn't seem like a vicious person. He said, "Miss, do you intend to take revenge?"
The maid shook her head and said, "Absolutely not."
Zhang Wuji said, "Sister Buhui, listen to her, she said she wouldn't. Let her go!"
Yang Buhui then said, "Alright, then you watch her for now, I'll deal with her when I come back! Brother Wuji, wait for me here, see you later. How have you been all these years? I always remember you—" As she spoke, she ran out.
Zhang Wuji asked the young maid, "Miss, that monk escaped into this room but suddenly disappeared. Do you know of any other way to reach him?"
The maid looked up, gazed at his face, bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "You saved my life. Alright, I'll take you there." She blew out the candle, took Zhang Wuji's hand, and led him away.
The maid lifted the bed curtains, slipped inside, and held onto Zhang Wuji's hand without letting go. Zhang Wuji was startled, thinking that although the maid was ugly and young, she was still a woman. How could he sleep in the same bed with her so casually? Did she want to do *that* with him?
Just as he was lost in thought, the maid somehow activated a mechanism, and suddenly the bed tilted, and the two of them fell. They fell several feet, but fortunately, the ground was covered with thick, soft grass, so they felt no pain. They only heard a soft thud above their heads, and the bed returned to its original position. It turned out that his sister Bu Hui's bed was a mechanism. Zhang Wuji, holding the maid's hand, hurried forward through the secret passage.
They hadn't run far when they found Cheng Kun in a large stone chamber. Just as they were about to fight, Cheng Kun vanished, triggering some mechanism that sealed the chamber's only exit tightly.
Yuan Zhen's voice faintly came from behind a rock: "You little thief, you're lucky to have a girl by your side today. No matter how strong you are, do you think you can push open this huge stone door? Hahahaha—I'm leaving, I'm not keeping you company!" With that, he strode away. Zhang Wuji
quickly inhaled his inner energy, braced himself against the massive stone door, and shook it. A cloud of mud and sand rushed down his face, but the door remained unmoved. It seemed to be made of thousands of pounds of boulders stacked together; even with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, it would be impossible to move it. Although he had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, human strength has its limits. How could he possibly move even an inch or two of these hill-sized boulders?
Then, Zhang Wuji and the maid tried every possible method, but none of them could move the large stone door. In desperation, they sat on the ground, racking their brains for a solution, but after a long time, they still couldn't come up with anything good. Zhang Wuji thought to himself, "There's no food or water here, and no one will come to rescue me.
Am I going to die here?" Suddenly, the maid noticed two skeletons on a stone bed not far away, seemingly dead for countless years. Terrified, she pointed at the two skeletons and immediately hid in Zhang Wuji's arms, trembling as she said, "Th-what are those—I'm scared—"
Seeing the two skeletons, Zhang Wuji guessed they were Yang Dingtian and his wife, and said, "Don't be afraid, they're dead, not ghosts!"
He then hugged the maid tightly and softly asked, "Miss, what's your name? How old are you?"
The maid replied, "Young master, my name is Xiao Zhao, I just turned sixteen. I heard Miss call you 'Brother Wuji,' what's your full name?" "Is your name 'Wuji'?"
Zhang Wuji nodded, then asked, "What's with the iron shackles on your hands and feet?"
Xiao Zhao said aggrievedly, "It's all because Miss said I didn't look like a good person, so she handcuffed me!"
Zhang Wuji said, "These chains are in the way, break them."
Xiao Zhao exclaimed, "No, no! Miss will be angry."
Zhang Wuji said, "You say I broke them, I'm not afraid of her being angry!" Saying this, he grasped both ends of the iron chain with both hands and tried to break it, but the iron chain wouldn't break no matter what he did.
Xiao Zhao said, "The key to the lock on this chain is with you, Miss."
Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "If we can get out, I'll ask her for it to unlock the chain for you."
Xiao Zhao said, "I'm afraid she won't give it to you." Zhang Wuji said, "
Our friendship is extraordinary; she won't refuse."
Zhang Wuji then asked, "Is it because of your appearance that you don't seem like a good person?"
Xiao Zhao didn't answer but instead asked, "Does Master think I'm very ugly?"
Although Zhang Wuji thought Xiao Zhao was indeed ugly, he said, "How could that be? Actually, good looks aren't important; inner beauty is the most important!"
Hearing this, Xiao Zhao wiped her face with her hand, washed it with water, stood up, and then turned back to ask, "So, do you think I'm pretty or not?"
Zhang Wuji was extremely surprised to see Xiao Zhao's face. She was neither hunchbacked nor lame; her eyes were bright and clear, her eyebrows were delicate, her nose was straight, and dimples appeared on her cheeks—she was incomparably beautiful. However, she was still young, and her figure hadn't fully developed; although her appearance was stunning, it couldn't hide the childishness in her face.
Xiao Zhao smiled slightly at him and said, "Am I pretty or not?"
Zhang Wuji exclaimed in surprise, asking, "What happened? Your face just now—and now—?"
Xiao Zhao said, "You mean I looked so ugly just now and suddenly changed? Actually, this is my true appearance. I was afraid Miss would be jealous of me, so I did this." After saying this, she reverted to her previous ugly appearance.
Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Xiao Zhao, you're so beautiful, why dress up so ugly? I know Bu Hui, she doesn't mean any harm, you don't need to worry. Just go back to your original appearance!"
Xiao Zhao nodded immediately and said, "Young Master, you saved my life, I'll listen to you!
But we're locked up here, and apart from Cheng Kun, probably no one will ever know. Won't we starve to death here?"
Hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt a pang of sympathy for Xiao Zhao, and felt terrible for bringing her to such a dangerous place.
The two sat quietly together, Xiao Zhao intentionally or unintentionally leaning gently against Zhang Wuji. This was the first time she'd ever leaned on a man's shoulder. Zhang Wuji exuded a unique masculine scent, wafting into Xiao Zhao's nose, making her a little flustered.
Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Wuji again and realized he was actually quite handsome, her face flushing red. Suddenly, a bold idea popped into her head, but out of girlish modesty, she only whispered, "Young master, may I ask you a favor?"
Zhang Wuji readily agreed, "Of course, as long as it's within my power, absolutely no problem."
Seeing that Zhang Wuji had agreed, Xiao Zhao whispered, "Young master, we're trapped here, and there's a high chance we won't get out. I've never been so close to a man before, I want—I want—"
Zhang Wuji looked at Xiao Zhao and said, "What do you want?"
Seeing that the matter had come to this, Xiao Zhao braced herself and said, "I want to try the pleasures of love between a man and a woman, I hope you won't find me unappealing—" After saying that, she shyly buried her head in Zhang Wuji's arms.
Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Xiao Zhao to make such a request. It turned out that the girl was in love and wanted to make love to him. He wasn't exactly a gentleman who could resist temptation, and now that the girl had offered herself to him, how could Wuji refuse? Besides, this girl was very beautiful, in no way inferior to Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji said, "Xiao Zhao, I'm so grateful for your kindness. How could I possibly dislike you? You're so adorable; I like you from the bottom of my heart!"
He then cupped Xiao Zhao's pretty face in his hands and gently kissed her cheek. Xiao Zhao instinctively leaned against Zhang Wuji, wanting to embrace him, but her hands and feet were shackled, preventing her from moving freely.
Zhang Wuji then took the initiative to kiss Xiao Zhao's cherry lips, inserting his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues intertwined and sucked, Zhang Wuji savoring Xiao Zhao's refreshing saliva.
Zhang Wuji's hands, through her thin clothing, began to gently caress Xiao Zhao's breasts. At first, Xiao Zhao seemed uncomfortable, but the pleasure gradually made her let out soft moans, which she couldn't stop. Zhang Wuji pressed her down, letting her lie on the ground, first kissing her cherry lips, then licking her face. Zhang Wuji's hands weren't idle either; he reached down to her thighs. She tried to resist, but the tingling sensation from her tongue rendered her powerless. A strong masculine scent filled her nostrils, making it hard for her to breathe.
Zhang Wuji gently licked her pink lips, then placed his hands on her breasts, beginning to knead them.
"Mmm—mmm—mmm—" Xiao Zhao let out soft moans.
Zhang Wuji slipped his hands inside Xiao Zhao's blouse. Since her hands were shackled, she couldn't remove them, so he simply tore her blouse open and ripped off her bodice, revealing the girl's delicate, white breasts.
Those breasts were comparable in beauty to Zhu Jiuzhen's. Although Xiao Zhao was still young and her breasts weren't as large as Zhu Jiuzhen's, they were smooth, tender, round, and full. Especially precious were those virgin breasts, never having been touched by a man. Xiao Zhao's pink nipples gradually hardened, becoming like two small, glistening beans, erect and firm.
Zhang Wuji slowly raised his right hand and gently placed it on Xiao Zhao's breast, his fingers swirling and kneading until Xiao Zhao arched her back, her stomach churning with unbearable itching. The young girl's heart swelled unknowingly under Zhang Wuji's teasing, her desire rising and falling.
After kneading her left breast, Zhang Wuji moved to her right. Suddenly, he slowed his caresses, looked up tenderly at Xiao Zhao's delicate, rosy face, and whispered, "Xiao Zhao, you're so beautiful, especially these tender breasts. They feel so wonderful. Haven't you ever been touched by a man before?"
Xiao Zhao blushed even more at his words, but remained silent, head bowed. Zhang Wuji stopped kneading her breasts, his hand sliding down her delicate skin. After Zhang Wuji's kneading, Xiao Zhao's two delicate breasts appeared fuller and more elastic, her rosy nipples erect and swollen, gleaming with a dazzling luster.
Zhang Wuji continued to admire this delicate beauty as his hand moved downwards. Below Xiao Zhao's breasts was her smooth, delicate abdomen and round navel. His large hand then moved downwards again, to her soft, flat stomach.
He impatiently tore open Xiao Zhao's skirt and underpants, revealing her virgin body completely naked before Zhang Wuji's eyes, her hands and feet shackled—a sight that was undeniably sexy.
Scattered around Xiao Zhao's thighs were some curly pubic hairs, strangely, unlike the jet-black hair of the girls Zhang Wuji had known before, these were a pale yellow. Zhang Wuji was quite surprised, but even more so, he felt this girl was extraordinary and precious.
Xiao Zhao's vulva protruded like a small hill. Between her pink legs, her labia were thin and incredibly elastic, and her clitoris was slightly raised, like a red agate. The entire vulva looked very clean, and it was all the pink color of a virgin's vulva, quite different from the vulva of a woman who had been frequently violated. It was truly pitiful to behold.
Zhang Wuji's hand touched Xiao Zhao's hill-like vulva, pressing his fingers against it and slowly rubbing it. The moment he touched her private parts, her body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted. Zhang Wuji's left hand gently stroked Xiao Zhao's vulva, while his right hand continued to knead her tender breasts.
His fingers moved down, and his middle finger suddenly entered her vagina, touching Xiao Zhao's hymen. He rubbed it slowly but powerfully, causing Xiao Zhao's legs to involuntarily open wide. Her thin labia contracted and opened, and her vaginal fluid flowed out slowly like a stream.
Soon, Xiao Zhao, who had never been played with like this by a man before, began to pant softly. Her whole body went limp, her vagina was incredibly itchy, her body trembled, her breathing became rapid, and soft moans escaped from deep within her throat, her buttocks twitching slightly.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji leaned down and began to kiss her lower abdomen, gradually moving downwards. It was less a kiss and more a sucking, more a tasting. Every inch of the innocent girl's skin was like an untouched primeval forest, full of mystery and inspiring endless fantasies.
Zhang Wuji simply withdrew his left hand, cupped Xiao Zhao's buttocks with both hands, lifted her up, and sucked on the girl's vagina. Xiao Zhao felt a hot sensation inside her vagina, and a large gush of lustful fluid flowed out. The tender flesh of her vagina was incredibly itchy, and the girl's heart was filled with intense desire. Her clitoris was incredibly itchy, and her mind was in a state of great turmoil. Zhang Wuji then further inserted his tongue into her vagina, stirring it up and down and side to side on the tender flesh of her vagina.
After a while of stirring, Xiao Zhao felt a tingling sensation. She felt lightheaded and dizzy, as if she were floating. She desperately arched her buttocks, trying to bring her vulva closer to Zhang Wuji's mouth so his tongue could penetrate deeper. Zhang
Wuji teased Xiao Zhao's clitoris, and her vaginal fluids flowed continuously. The girl's plump vulva was already soaking wet. He smelled the girl's unique fragrance, seemingly emanating from her vulva. He couldn't resist sucking the fluids into his mouth and drinking them. This was virgin fluid, without any fishy or unpleasant smell; it tasted excellent. After he deflowered Xiao Zhao, he would never taste her virgin fluids again.
Xiao Zhao's vulva was sucked until it felt numb, painful, and hot all over, causing her body to twist violently. The intense reaction spread to every corner of her body, and her soft moans gradually turned into groans: "Mmm-ahhh-ahhh"
Hearing Xiao Zhao's ecstatic moans and seeing her lustful state and wet vulva, Zhang Wuji knew it was about time. He spread her legs apart, put her feet on his shoulders, grabbed her round buttocks, and rubbed his nine-inch-long penis against her vulva.
Xiao Zhao was terrified by Zhang Wuji's enormous penis and cried out, "Young Master, how can it be so big? Is it going to go in? Will it hurt?"
Zhang Wuji tenderly stroked Xiao Zhao's face and said, "Silly girl, don't be afraid. It will definitely hurt a little the first time. Just bear with it. You have no idea how wonderful my big penis is. Once you've tasted the flavor of my big penis, I guarantee you'll love it and want me to penetrate your little hole all the time!"
Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Xiao Zhao lowered her head and whispered, "Young Master, please be gentle. This is my first time, and I'm afraid of pain—"
Zhang Wuji readily agreed. Seeing that the iron shackles on Xiao Zhao's hands and feet could not be opened, he could only insert it from behind. So, he made Xiao Zhao kneel on the ground, raising her round buttocks. Then, kneeling behind her, he slowly moved his waist closer to her thighs, and gently inserted his large penis into her vagina. With a forceful thrust, most of the glans was already inside.
"Ah—um—how can it be—so big—ah—ah—no—um—it hurts—" Moans mixed with gasps escaped Xiao Zhao's lips.
Zhang Wuji slowly pushed deeper into her vagina. Suddenly, he felt his glans pierce something, and the initial resistance disappeared.
"Ugh—no—don't—ah—it hurts so much—" The pain of his large penis piercing her hymen made Xiao Zhao scream in agony.
Seeing Xiao Zhao's pain from the breaking of her hymen, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but cry. He initially wanted to comfort her or withdraw his penis, but then he thought, how could a virgin's first time be without pain? The pain was only temporary. Besides, his penis felt incredibly pleasurable being gripped tightly by Xiao Zhao's vagina. How could he bear to pull it out?
So, Zhang Wuji decided to go all in, inserting his penis even deeper and increasing the speed of his thrusts, going in and out rapidly.
The sounds of "slap—slap—slap—" filled the air, the friction of the penis moving in and out of her vagina, mingled with the wetness of her vaginal fluids, creating a "splish—splish—" sound.
Xiao Zhao's supple waist swayed constantly, her face flushed, and her moans turned into waves of wanton cries. Gradually, after countless thrusts, she seemed to be reaching her peak, beginning to moan comfortably: "Ah—oh—so good—mmm—"
Zhang Wuji's penis relentlessly pounded deep into Xiao Zhao's vagina, the tender flesh inside tightly gripping his large penis. He felt his penis being constantly rubbed by the folds of her vaginal walls, making his whole body weak, numb, and even paralyzed. Xiao Zhao's vagina seemed to possess a powerful attraction, drawing his penis deep inside.
Xiao Zhao's moans rose and fell, her vagina constantly contracting automatically, sometimes sucking in Zhang Wuji's penis, sometimes releasing it, making Zhang Wuji extremely aroused, almost unable to hold back his ejaculation.
Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Xiao Zhao's vagina to be so magical, able to contract so freely. He couldn't afford to lose face, so he secretly used the Nine Yang Divine Skill, gathering the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian. At this moment, his penis appeared even thicker and harder, burning hot. He increased the speed of his thrusts, his thick penis hot and rapid, pumping in and out of Xiao Zhao's vagina like a powerful electric wave, instantly penetrating her internal organs, making her intensely excited and stimulating her entire body and mind.
Xiao Zhao's jade hands scratched and clawed at Zhang Wuji's chest and back, her full and slender legs kicking incessantly. Finally, she clung tightly to Zhang Wuji's body like vines. She was aroused, her mind clouded, moaning, "Ah—no—you're killing me—young master—have mercy—"
Seeing that Xiao Zhao had begged him for mercy, Zhang Wuji slowed down, beginning a rhythmic eight-shallow-two-deep thrusting motion.
Xiao Zhao continued to twist her waist and sway her hips, moaning intermittently. This eight-shallow-two-deep motion made her even more infatuated. Compared to the previous fierce thrusting, although it wasn't as intense, it was rhythmic and allowed her to better experience the sensation of deep penetration.
Thus, Zhang Wuji used various tricks to make Xiao Zhao, a virgin who had never been with a man before, climax multiple times. He had heard that making a woman climax repeatedly would make her infatuated and develop a psychological dependence and sense of belonging to the man. Moreover, he was her first man, and doing so would make her never forget him.
Seeing that Xiao Zhao was already half-conscious and on the verge of death after multiple climaxes, Zhang Wuji suddenly pulled out his penis and thrust it in forcefully again. He thrust in and out like this dozens of times, then suddenly his whole body trembled, and thick, milky-white semen gushed out, shooting
deep into Xiao Zhao's soft, warm vagina. The hot semen made Xiao Zhao tremble all over, her legs kicked, and she almost fainted. Her hands tightly gripped Zhang Wuji's waist, forcefully pressing his buttocks between her legs, her mouth too weak to even utter a moan.
Zhang Wuji withdrew his penis, now empty of semen, from Xiao Zhao's vagina and held her in his arms. Some discharge flowed from Xiao Zhao's vagina—a mixture of her vaginal fluids, Zhang Wuji's semen, and her virgin blood. Zhang Wuji wiped some away and examined it closely. He could see that it was indeed mixed with some bright red liquid; he was certain it was the blood from when Xiao Zhao's hymen ruptured. He could now confirm that Xiao Zhao was indeed a virgin before this. He was incredibly excited because this was the first virgin he had ever been with, the first time he had deflowered this sixteen-year-old girl, Xiao Zhao; he was Xiao Zhao's first man.
After her first time, Xiao Zhao was still naked, her hands and feet shackled, making her appear even more pitiful.
Zhang Wuji felt an immense sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Overwhelmed with emotion, he cupped Xiao Zhao's head in his hands and passionately kissed her cherry lips, embracing her deeply. He loved this girl from the bottom of his heart; she had allowed him to taste the flavor of a virgin and experience the boundless pleasure of deflowering her.
Seeing his excited state, Xiao Zhao asked, puzzled, "Why are you so excited?"
Zhang Wuji gently kissed Xiao Zhao's forehead and said, "Xiao Zhao, you're so wonderful! I never imagined you were a virgin. You've given me your virginity. Don't worry, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. We'll never be apart, okay?"
Xiao Zhao smiled innocently and replied, "Of course! I hope you won't despise me, young master. I'll serve you for life, be your maid, and obey your every command."
Zhang Wuji stroked Xiao Zhao's hair and said, "Being a maid is too much of a burden for you. I want to marry you as my wife. What do you say?"
Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Wuji with her clear eyes and said, "Young Master, as long as you don't dislike me and let me stay by your side to serve you, I will be content. You are so handsome, many girls must like you. Just don't forget me. I'm just a maid, so let me be your maid. If you want to marry, you should marry someone of high status like Miss."
Zhang Wuji didn't expect Xiao Zhao to be so understanding. He had taken her virginity, yet she didn't ask for any title. But Zhang Wuji wasn't the kind of person who would just take advantage of someone and leave. He secretly thought that he must treat Xiao Zhao well in the future. But now the two of them were in this deserted tunnel, not knowing when they would see the light of day, or even if they could get out alive.
Zhang Wuji originally wanted to play with Xiao Zhao a little longer, but he wanted to conserve his strength first and find a way out. So he dressed himself, but Xiao Zhao, due to the iron shackles on her hands and feet—her clothes had been torn to shreds when Zhang Wuji stripped her—could no longer wear them. Zhang Wuji could only drape his own coat over Xiao Zhao's naked body. Xiao Zhao, naked and draped in men's clothing, looked rather alluring.
The two circled the stone chamber, finally arriving before the two skeletons. Beside their withered, skeletal hands lay a sheepskin. Zhang Wuji picked it up and saw that one side was furry, the other smooth, with nothing unusual. Xiao Zhao took it, her face beaming with joy, exclaiming, "Congratulations, young master! This is the supreme mental cultivation method of the Ming Cult!"
Zhang Wuji asked curiously, "But there's nothing on it!"
Seeing Zhang Wuji's disbelief, Xiao Zhao extended her left index finger and began to fidget with her vulva.
This was the first time Zhang Wuji had ever witnessed a woman masturbating in front of him, and incredibly, it was right there. What was even more unbelievable was that the woman masturbating was none other than Xiao Zhao, who had recently lost her virginity. He couldn't believe that such a pure girl would masturbate in front of him, but the sight of a young girl masturbating was still a rare glimpse of her youth, and he watched with excitement.
He saw Xiao Zhao smear the vaginal fluid from her vulva onto the sheepskin, and slowly, words appeared. The first line read, "Ming Cult Sacred Fire Heart Method: Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," eleven characters in total.
Zhang Wuji finally understood why Xiao Zhao had done this; she wanted to use her vaginal fluid to uncover the secret of the sheepskin. He asked Xiao Zhao, "How do you know the secret on this sheepskin?"
Xiao Zhao lowered her head and said, "I overheard you talking to Miss about it."
Although he had inadvertently discovered the Ming Cult's martial arts manual, Zhang Wuji was not particularly pleased. He said to Xiao Zhao, "There is no water or rice in this secret passage. If we can't get out, we'll only last seven or eight days at most. You and I will starve and die of thirst. No matter how high our martial arts skills are..." "Learning it is useless anyway."
Xiao Zhao then said, "If you mastered the Great Shift of the Universe, would you still worry about not being able to push open the stone gate and leave?"
Zhang Wuji laughed, "The previous leaders of the Ming Cult spent their entire lives trying, and few of them mastered it. Since they became leaders, they were all exceptionally talented. How could I possibly master it in such a short time?"
Xiao Zhao murmured, "Even a day's benefit is a day's advantage. Even if I only practice for a day, it's still good."
After saying that, she continued to manipulate her vulva, making herself produce more lustful fluid.
Zhang Wuji's blood was boiling, and he also wanted to manipulate Xiao Zhao's vulva, so he said, "Let me help you, you're making me so itchy!"
Xiao Zhao pushed away Zhang Wuji's hand and said, "Young master, I'll do it myself. You should focus on practicing."
After saying that, she produced some more lustful fluid and smeared it on the sheepskin.
Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, took the sheepskin, and softly recited the instructions. The instructions on the sheepskin were all about guiding qi and shifting energy; he tried them and succeeded effortlessly.
Xiao Zhao then manipulated her vagina to produce vaginal fluid, which she smeared on the sheepskin, while Zhang Wuji focused intently on practicing the Great Shift of the Universe Divine Skill recorded on it.
Incredibly, within just seven or eight hours, Zhang Wuji had mastered all seven levels of the Great Shift of the Universe. He only failed to understand the last nineteen sentences of the seventh level and thus did not practice them. Zhang Wuji was not a greedy person; not understanding the last nineteen sentences, he did not force himself to practice them.
It turns out that Zhang Wuji's internal strength was profound, so mastering the Great Shift of the Universe was a natural progression for him. However, the leaders of the Ming Cult did not emphasize internal strength cultivation. Without a solid foundation in internal strength, they blindly practiced the Great Shift of the Universe, resulting in slow progress. Few people even reached the fourth level. Yang Dingtian suffered a qi deviation when practicing the fourth level. As for the last nineteen sentences, they were made up by the predecessors who wrote the Great Shift of the Universe to make up the number of sentences. Practicing them would lead to qi deviation.
Zhang Wuji placed the sheepskin on the stone, bowed respectfully, kowtowed several times, and prayed, "Disciple Zhang Wuji unintentionally glimpsed the Ming Cult's divine martial arts manual, intending only to escape this predicament and survive, not to steal your esteemed sect's secrets.
After escaping danger, I will certainly use this divine skill to serve your esteemed sect, daring not to betray the kindness of the past leaders who nurtured and saved my life."
Xiao Zhao also knelt down and kowtowed several times, praying softly, "Patriarchs above, please bless Young Master Zhang to rebuild the Ming Cult and glorify the prestige of our ancestors."
Just as Zhang Wuji was about to use his internal energy to push open the stone door, the observant Xiao Zhao discovered Yang Dingtian's last will and testament. It stated that he had discovered his wife's infidelity, was prepared to perish together with Cheng Kun, and wanted the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun to succeed him as leader. Zhang
Wuji carefully put away the will and easily pushed open the stone door with his internal energy. He looked back at Xiao Zhao and saw that she was extremely weak because of excessive masturbation and loss of vaginal fluid. Moreover, she was already aroused and burning with desire, looking at Zhang Wuji with a coquettish expression, as if waiting for him to fuck her.
However, Zhang Wuji knew the situation was critical; the six major sects could attack Bright Peak at any moment. He felt he should step forward and thwart Cheng Kun's treacherous scheme. Besides, he had mastered the Ming Cult's secret martial arts and should stand up for them. So he said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry to trouble you. I know what you want, but now is not the time. After we get out and stop the six major sects from besieging Bright Peak, I will cherish you properly. What do you say?"
Xiao Zhao quickly replied, "Young Master, the greater good is paramount. I will obey your every command."
Holding the secret map of the underground passage, he followed it. Although there were many forks in the path, he easily emerged from the cave and arrived at Yang Buhui's boudoir, where they had entered. Yang Buhui was not there. After Zhang Wuji changed Xiao Zhao into Yang Buhui's clothes, he led her towards the Ming Cult's main hall.

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Decisive Battle at Bright Peak
. Zhang Wuji, holding Xiao Zhao's hand, entered through a side door, passed through two halls, and came to a large plaza. The arena was packed with people, mostly on the west side, many of them covered in blood, some sitting, some lying down – this was the Ming Cult.
The east side had several times more people, divided into six groups, indicating all six factions had arrived. These six groups subtly surrounded the Ming Cult. Zhang Wuji glanced around and saw Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Monk Peng, and others seated among the Ming Cult members, still struggling to move. Yang Buhui sat beside her father.
In the center of the square, two people were fighting, everyone watching intently. Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao entered without anyone noticing. As Zhang Wuji slowly approached and focused his gaze, he saw that both fighters were unarmed, yet their palm strikes were powerful, reaching several meters in distance – clearly, both were top-tier masters. But when Zhang Wuji saw their faces clearly, he was shocked. It was his fourth uncle, Zhang Songxi of the Wudang Sect, and his opponent was his maternal grandfather, the White-Browed Eagle King, Yin Tianzheng.
Yin Tianzheng's skill was clearly far superior to Zhang Songxi's. Realizing he was no match, Zhang Songxi withdrew, and Mo Shenggu, the Seventh Hero of the Wudang Sect, stepped forward to fight Yin Tianzheng. Although Mo Shenggu was no match for Yin Tianzheng, Yin Tianzheng, due to the prolonged battle, was accidentally stabbed by Mo Shenggu.
Seeing Yin Tianzheng's injury, Song Yuanqiao, the Great Hero of the Wudang Sect, bandaged his wound. However, after bandaging it, he immediately challenged Yin Tianzheng to another fight.
This move greatly surprised Zhang Wuji, who couldn't help but exclaim, "Great Hero Song... Great Hero Song, using a series of attacks against him is unfair!"
Upon hearing this, all eyes turned to the ragged youth. Apart from the members of the Emei Sect, and a few others like Song Qingshu, Yin Liting, Yang Xiao, and Shuobude, no one knew his origins and was astonished.
Song Yuanqiao said, "This young man is right. The personal grudges between the Wudang Sect and the Tianying Sect will not be mentioned today. Now is the critical moment for the six major sects and the Ming Cult to fight to the death. The Wudang Sect humbly challenges the Ming Cult to battle."
Yin Tianzheng saw that Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Peng Heshang, and others were paralyzed, and the experts of the Tianying Sect and the Five Elements Banner were all either dead or injured. His own son, Yin Yewang, lay unconscious on the ground, his fate unknown. Among the Ming Cult and the Tianying Sect, besides himself, no one else could withstand Song Yuanqiao's fist and sword techniques. However, after fighting five experts, his internal energy was already impure, not to mention the serious injury to his left arm from the sword wound.
At this moment, a short old man from the Kongtong Sect shouted, "The Demonic Sect has already suffered a crushing defeat. What are they waiting for if they don't surrender? Master Kongzhi, let's go and destroy the memorial tablets of the thirty-third generation leader of the Demonic Sect!" However, Master Kongzhi did not give the order.
Song Yuanqiao's skill was the highest among the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Yin Tianzheng was injured and his internal energy was greatly depleted, so he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and gradually became exhausted. Seeing the situation, Song Yuanqiao was unwilling to take advantage of the situation and did not stop fighting with Yin Tianzheng.
Suddenly, the short old man from the Kongtong Sect walked up to Yin Tianzheng and challenged him to a duel, clearly wanting to take advantage of the situation.
The old man was Tang Wenliang, one of the Five Elders of Kongtong. Tang Wenliang leaped up and struck down from mid-air, but Yin Tianzheng broke his hand bones.
The second of the Five Elders of Kongtong was named Zong Weixia. Taking advantage of Yin Tianzheng's momentary lapse in attention, he picked up a stone and hurled it at him. With a sudden thud, it struck Yin Tianzheng squarely in the forehead, causing blood to gush out immediately. Everyone was shocked. Zong Weixia hadn't intended to hit him with the stone, but Yin Tianzheng was already half-conscious and unable to dodge. In this situation, Zong Weixia was about to kill Yin Tianzheng.
The disciples of the six major sects also clamored to kill all the demonic cultists and extinguish the sacred flame of Bright Peak. At this moment, the members of the Ming Cult and the Eagle Cult knew that their days were numbered. The members struggled to their feet, and except for those who were too badly injured to move, they all sat cross-legged, spread their fingers, and raised their hands in front of their chests, mimicking flames. They followed Yang Xiao in reciting the Ming Cult's scriptures: "Burn my broken body, blazing sacred fire, what joy is there in life, what bitterness in death? For good and to eliminate evil, only for the sake of light, joy and sorrow, all return to dust. Pity the people of this world, their worries are many! Pity the people of this world, their worries are many!"
This was the scripture that the Ming Cult members had to recite before they died, and it sounded very tragic.
Just as Zong Weixia was about to attack Yin Tianzheng, Zhang Wuji stepped forward and blocked Zong Weixia's path, saying, "Wait! Aren't you afraid that the heroes of the world will laugh at you for treating a badly injured person like this?" His voice was clear and resounding throughout the entire area.
Seeing that the speaker was a ragged young man, Zong Weixia paid him no heed and reached out to push him aside so he could kill Yin Tianzheng. However, he was unexpectedly repelled by Zhang Wuji's internal energy and sent flying several feet away. Zhang Wuji then stepped forward to heal Yin Tianzheng's injuries. Yin Tianzheng was surprised that this young man possessed profound internal strength; the internal energy flowed continuously from his palm into his body.
Before Zhang Wuji could finish healing Yin Tianzheng, Zong Weixia grew impatient. He had just lost face in front of the heroes of the world and was now ready to retaliate. He thought this young man couldn't possibly be that capable; he had carelessly underestimated him. However, his contest with Zhang Wuji greatly surprised him. Zhang Wuji used their own Seven Injury Fist from the Kongtong Sect, and Zhang Wuji's mastery of the Seven Injury Fist was clearly far superior to his own. Within a few rounds, he was defeated by Zhang Wuji and left in a huff.
The other members of the Five Elders of Kongtong couldn't stand it any longer and also wanted to challenge Zhang Wuji. They asked him who he was, where he came from, and how he knew the Seven Injury Fist.
Zhang Wuji replied that his name was Zeng Aniu, a poor country boy, and that he had learned the Seven Injury Fist on the spot after watching Zong Weixia and Tang Wenliang demonstrate it. Upon hearing this, the old men felt insulted that this young man had defeated their lifelong martial arts with his newly learned skills, and they stepped forward to fight. The result was predictable: they were easily defeated by his own Seven Injury Fist and fled.
There's more to this than meets the eye. Zhang Wuji originally knew no martial arts, only powerful internal energy, but after learning the Great Shift of the Universe, he could use someone else's moves to counter their attack, showing respect to the attacker and demonstrating the skill of that person.
Seeing that he had repelled the Kongtong Sect, Zhang Wuji explained Cheng Kun's treacherous scheme to everyone, hoping neither side would fall into Cheng Kun's trap. The Shaolin disciples were very dissatisfied upon hearing this. Master Kongxing stepped forward and said that Yuanzhen was already dead, so mentioning him would not only leave no evidence but also slander Shaolin. He then challenged Zhang Wuji to a duel, promising to lead all the Shaolin disciples down the mountain if Zhang Wuji could defeat him.
The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and Zhang Wuji finally defeated Master Kongxing with the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. Master Kongxing, being a grandmaster, naturally kept his word and led the Shaolin disciples away.
At this moment, Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sect, walked a foot away, stopped, and cupped his hands, saying, "Young Hero Zeng, I, Xianyu Tong, would like to ask you for some pointers."
Upon hearing the name "Xianyu Tong," Zhang Wuji suddenly remembered that five years ago in Butterfly Valley, Hu Qingniu had told him that Xianyu Tong of the Huashan Sect had killed his sister.
In a moment of focused concentration, he clearly remembered Hu Qingniu's words: a young man in Miao territory had been poisoned by the Golden Silkworm Gu, and was originally doomed to die. Hu Qingniu stayed up for three days and three nights, exhausting his energy to save him, and they became sworn brothers. At that time, Hu Qingniu's younger sister had just turned eighteen, was very beautiful, and was still unmarried.
One day, Hu Qingniu went on a long trip to collect herbs, leaving only his younger sister Hu Qingyang and Xianyu Tong at home. At noon, Xianyu Tong was extremely bored in his room, so he ran to the courtyard and quietly sneaked to Hu Qingyang's room, peeking through the crack in the window.
Hu Qingyang was taking a nap at that moment. Because it was summer and hot, she was only wearing a white bodice and pale yellow underpants, covered by a semi-transparent veil. Hu Qingyang's snow-white arms and slender legs were exposed, and a small portion of her full breasts protruded from her bodice.
This sensual scene of the sleeping beauty aroused Xianyu Tong's blood; his penis immediately hardened and stood erect. He couldn't resist gently pushing open the door to Hu Qingyang's bedroom and tiptoeing to her bedside. Now Xianyu Tong could see more clearly; the nearly naked beauty was right before him. He felt it would be a great pity not to take this opportunity to pin her down and have his way with her.
Thinking this, Xianyu Tong closed the door, approached Hu Qingyang's bedside again, bent down, lifted the light veil covering Qingyang's body, and pressed her acupoints. Then he gently stroked Qingyang's thighs. He gently parted her legs, and through her pale yellow, semi-transparent underpants, Xianyu Tong saw Qingyang's slightly raised triangle area. He brought his face close to Qingyang's underpants, and a faint, unique fragrance of a young girl wafted into Xianyutong's nose.
Qingyang, having been put to sleep by Xianyutong's acupoints, was fast asleep and could only let him do as he pleased.
She breathed softly, her breasts rising and falling with the rhythm of her breath. Xianyutong reached for Qingyang's chest and slowly untied her bodice.
When Qingyang's bodice was completely undone, Xianyutong's eyes widened as he looked towards her chest, and he couldn't help but gasp. He saw Qingyang's bright red nipples standing erect on her rounded breasts, the nipples slightly upturned, the areolas and nipples both pink. The areolas, in particular, were slightly raised, looking incredibly cute.
Xianyutong couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss Qingyang's cherry-like lips, his tongue licking hers, his hands caressing Qingyang's round, full breasts, which were soft, warm, and incredibly elastic, feeling wonderful to the touch.
Xianyu Tong played with it while kneading the girl's tender nipples with his fingers.
He seemed unsatisfied with merely possessing and playing with the girl's breasts. With one hand, he lifted Hu Qingyang's body, and with the other, pulled down her underpants. Hu Qingyang's pubic hair, though sparse, was long, like tender grass, arranged in an inverted triangle within a narrow area.
To get a better look, Xianyu Tong spread Hu Qingyang's legs, revealing her vulva completely. Beneath the pubic hair were the girl's labia; Qingyang's labia majora were pink, tightly closed, with a clitoris the size of a red bean protruding above the vulva. The slightly parted opening revealed two bright red labia minora, pressed tightly against the labia majora. Xianyu Tong gently parted the labia, revealing her vulva, exposing the moist, pink flesh inside, still beautifully shaped and full of freshness. A thin pink membrane indicated that Qingyang was still a virgin.
Xianyu Tong was extremely excited at the sight. He realized that he was about to have sex with a virgin, so he stuck out his tongue and teased Hu Qingyang's clitoris back and forth, sucking on her tender, slippery labia majora and minora with his mouth, and occasionally inserting his tongue into her vagina to lick it. Gradually, Qingyang's mysterious vagina became wet, and her labia majora slowly opened like a long-sealed door, while her labia minora bloomed like a beautiful rose. Her vaginal fluid flowed out of her vaginal opening, soaking the sheets.
He quickly stripped off all his clothes, completely naked, and his penis was already rock hard, more than six inches long, which was quite large. Xianyu Tong could have easily inserted his large penis into Hu Qingyang's virgin vagina at any time, but he noticed that Qingyang was still unconscious and wouldn't react much, which wouldn't be very fun.
The pleasure of penetration isn't just about the penis's comfort, but more importantly, the psychological thrill, especially seeing the usually pure and proud girl's wanton state beneath him and hearing her moans of pleasure – that's the true joy of penetration. But now Qingyang was unconscious, and penetration would be like necrophilia, not fun at all. Besides, Qingyang hadn't offered any resistance so far, and Xianyu Tong was eager to see the girl's reaction to being raped and losing her virginity, the process of going from strong resistance to humiliation and resignation – it fascinated him.
Therefore, Xianyu Tong released Hu Qingyang's sleeping sphincter. Qingyang gradually awoke. Her first sensation upon waking was the soreness and weakness throughout her body. She then realized she was completely naked, and a naked man was on top of her, a large, hot penis pressing against her genitals. This man was none other than her brother's sworn brother, Xianyu Tong. She immediately understood: Xianyu Tong intended to rape her.
In truth, besides her brother, Hu Qingyang had almost never been in contact with other men since childhood. Recently, she had been spending a lot of time with Xianyu Tong, and her girlish heart had begun to stir. She harbored some affection for him. If Xianyu Tong had confessed his feelings, she would have agreed to be with him. If they had been together for a while, and then Xianyu Tong had asked her to sleep with him, Qingyang would likely have agreed, as she was at the age of blossoming youth. However, Xianyu Tong bypassed all of this, directly wanting to possess her body through coercion. This method of rape was something Hu Qingyang absolutely could not accept.
Therefore, Hu Qingyang began to resist fiercely. She kicked her legs and tried to push Xianyu Tong away with her hands, but he pressed down on her waist and she couldn't exert any force.
Xianyu Tong grabbed Qingyang's hands, forcibly pressed the struggling Qingyang down, made her lie face down on the bed, then straddled her, twisting her hands above her head. "No! Let me go!" Hu Qingyang twisted her body, seemingly trying to cover her naked body, while groaning as if in great pain, desperately shaking her head and saying, "No--don't do this--you are my brother's sworn brother--" Qingyang pleaded bitterly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
Xianyu Tong said, "I'm your brother's sworn brother, not your biological brother, what are you afraid of! I've had feelings for you for a long time, and today is such a rare opportunity, come on, let me kiss you first!"
With that, he pressed his lips against Qingyang's small mouth, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, teasing her tongue. Her tongue tried to dodge, but being an inexperienced girl, she couldn't escape and their tongues intertwined. Xianyu Tong's saliva flowed into her mouth along with his tongue.
Hu Qingyang was filled with trepidation and confusion, her heart pounding with fear. But she didn't forget to resist, kicking and clawing wildly with her arms and legs.
This resistance was practically useless to Xianyu Tong. He saw Hu Qingyang's pink breasts swaying and trembling with her resistance, looking quite amusing. So, he moved his mouth to her breasts, slowly circling her areolas, while his right hand vigorously rubbed her left breast. He clearly felt the nipple in the center of Qingyang's areola rapidly harden.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to react so quickly!" Xianyu Tong teased Hu Qingyang.
Xianyu Tong sucked on Hu Qingyang's nipple, and her whole body trembled, her body twisting and turning, emitting soft moans. His hand moved down and touched Hu Qingyang's vulva, which was already wet, and now even more vaginal fluid flowed out, making it completely soaked. So he lewdly laughed: "Qingyang, it seems you still want me to fuck you, don't you? Look how lewd you are, so much vaginal fluid flowing out, it's all soaked."
Hu Qingyang was extremely ashamed at this moment. She didn't know why she was producing so much vaginal fluid. Was she really a lewd girl as he said? She tried her best to deny it, but the vaginal fluid continued to flow from her vulva, making her face flush red. She began to struggle again, but not as intensely as before. At this point, Qingyang probably realized the struggle was futile, so she said, "Xianyutong, don't do this! How will I ever face anyone again?"
Xianyutong laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that no one will want you after you've lost your virginity? Hehe, then I'll just marry you, won't that be better?"
Seeing him say this, Hu Qingyang pleaded, "Since you want to marry me, wait until you've discussed it with my brother, and then we'll have our wedding ceremony. On our wedding night, I'll naturally give you everything I have!"
Xianyutong lewdly laughed and said, "I can't wait that long. Let's have our wedding night first, then we'll have our ceremony. You're like a cooked duck now, how could I let you go?"
With that, he flipped Hu Qingyang over, making her lie face down on the bed. He then spread her legs, raised her buttocks, and knelt behind her, aiming his large penis at Qingyang's vagina, constantly rubbing the head of his penis against her vulva, ready to penetrate her at any moment.
The biggest advantage of this position is that the girl, lying prone, cannot see who is penetrating her, causing her a strange mix of fear and excitement. The man, penetrating from behind, experiences a great sense of conquest, and the girl's full, round buttocks constantly press against his genitals, feeling incredibly soft.
Hu Qingyang, however, felt like a dog lying there, with a hot, thick penis constantly rubbing against her vulva, causing an itchy and hot sensation. She knew she was about to lose her virginity, and let out a pitiful cry: "No—"
Before Hu Qingyang could finish speaking, Xian Yutong suddenly thrust his penis hard into the small crevice between her labia.
"Ah—ah—" Hu Qingyang screamed in pain as Xian Yutong's entire penis penetrated her, piercing the thin membrane and reaching all the way in. Tears streamed down Qingyang's face, flowing uncontrollably.
Xianyu Tong pulled his penis out halfway, then forcefully thrust it back in, violently pumping and stirring the vagina. His penis was covered in Qingyang's first virgin blood, staining her vulva red.
He grew increasingly excited with each thrust, and Hu Qingyang's body involuntarily swayed up and down with his movements.
"Ah--ah--don't go any deeper--it's too deep--my lower body is about to tear--" Qingyang cried out in pain, "Ah--ah--"
Gradually, Hu Qingyang's moans weakened from screams, her virgin vagina tightly gripping Xianyu Tong's thick penis. With each thrust, Xianyu Tong felt immense pleasure emanating from his glans, and he thrust with abandon, completely forgetting that beneath him lay a delicate virgin, her virginity recently deflowered.
Hu Qingyang was utterly powerless to resist, completely at Xianyu Tong's mercy. He lifted her legs and launched into another round of brutal thrusting.
"Ah--no--let me rest--" Hu Qingyang pleaded weakly, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Xianyu Tong ignored her, continuing to rape her, his lower body slapping against her tender, white buttocks repeatedly, making a "slap, slap" sound, leaving her buttocks bright red.
Finally, Hu Qingyang could no longer endure this brutal rape; her head lolled to the side, and she fainted.
Seeing that Hu Qingyang had fainted from his ministrations, Xianyu Tong slapped her pair of snow-white breasts, leaving red handprints on her delicate skin.
Hu Qingyang was jolted awake, but felt incredibly excited. She had fainted because she couldn't handle the intense pleasure, and now that she was awake, the pleasure was even stronger, even her voice changed: "Ah--Yutong--I feel so bad--I'm going to die--" She didn't know how to describe her excitement. She twisted and turned wildly, her buttocks swaying, constantly arching her slender waist, eagerly awaiting Xianyu Tong's penis. Seeing that
Hu Qingyang had submitted to him, Xianyu Tong turned her over, making her lie face up on her back. He wanted Qingyang to see how he was fucking her. His large, thick glans parted the girl's soft, wet labia, and his penis once again entered Hu Qingyang's tight, delicate vagina, continuing to thrust wildly and relentlessly.
Before long, Hu Qingyang's waist was fully responding to Xian Yutong's movements, and she let out increasingly loud moans.
Xian Yutong then caressed Hu Qingyang's entire body with his hands and mouth, gently licking her cherry-like nipples, his penis moving in and out of her vagina.
A wave of tingling sensation surged through Hu Qingyang's body, and she involuntarily twisted her smooth, flawless, naked, snow-white body, constantly contracting and writhing her deep, dark vagina. Her small, red, and beautiful cherry-like mouth breathed rapidly, and her vagina contracted, the tender flesh inside tightly gripping the hot, thick penis.
Hu Qingyang, panting heavily from the intense pleasure, had forgotten the pain of being deflowered. She cried out, "Ah--ah ah--ah--it's so hot--fuck me harder--deeper--"
Encouraged by Hu Qingyang, Xian Yutong thrust his penis even faster in and out of her vagina, each thrust faster and more forceful than the last.
Hu Qingyang smiled, her eyes half-closed, her movements synchronized with her frenzied cries. Her alluring waist swayed, her full, white buttocks involuntarily arching upwards, glistening with love juice. With each thrust, she felt a warm, melting sensation throughout her body. Waves of pleasure surged up like a tide, and she trembled uncontrollably. Copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed from her pink, tender vagina, and she lay limply on the bed.
Seeing that Hu Qingyang had already climaxed, Xianyu Tong was also nearing his limit. Amidst her moans, his penis was tightly inserted into her tender vagina, and with a series of violent tremors, he ejaculated, the hot semen shooting deep into her vagina. Streams of semen filled her vagina, mingling with her vaginal fluids and virgin blood.
Although Hu Qingyang had been raped, her subsequent behavior in bed showed that she was still a young girl in the throes of passion. At this moment, she lay in Xianyu Tong's arms like a docile kitten. Now that Xianyu Tong had taken her virginity, she could only obediently listen to him and ask him to marry her as soon as possible.
Seeing how obedient she was, Xianyu Tong promised to marry her, and Hu Qingyang happily kissed him.
When Hu Qingniu returned, Xianyu Tong told him he wanted to marry his sister. Hu Qingniu said he would ask his sister first to see what she thought. Of course, the deed was done, and Hu Qingyang was certainly willing. Not long after, Xianyu Tong and Hu Qingyang were married at Hu Qingniu's house.
Some time later, Xianyu Tong's injuries had fully healed, and he said he wanted to return to Mount Hua for a visit. Hu Qingyang wanted to go with him, but Xianyu Tong said he would come back for her after he had settled in.
However, Hu Qingyang didn't know that before marrying her, Xianyu Tong had already married the daughter of the Mount Hua sect leader. The leader's daughter was naturally not as beautiful as Hu Qingyang, but she was capable of ensuring Xianyu Tong would succeed her as the future leader of the Mount Hua sect. Therefore, Xianyu Tong seduced the leader's daughter, won her heart, and then married her.
Later, while recuperating from his injuries at Hu Qingniu's house, he saw that Hu Qingyang was far more beautiful than his wife, so he raped her and married her as well. This time, when he returned to the Mount Hua sect, his wife naturally wouldn't let him go, demanding that he have sex with her every day. Moreover, the affairs of the Huashan Sect were too busy for him to spare, and over time, he forgot about Hu Qingyang.
Hu Qingyang, however, didn't forget him. After waiting a long time without Xianyu Tong appearing, she went to the Huashan Sect alone to find him. Upon arriving and inquiring, she learned that Xianyu Tong already had a wife. Feeling deceived, but unwilling to accept it, she went up the mountain to find her husband. However, his wife discovered his affair and argued with him. Fearing that his father-in-law, the leader of the Huashan Sect, would affect his future succession, Xianyu Tong cruelly murdered Hu Qingyang.
Hu Qingniu, upon learning of this, wanted to go up the mountain to seek revenge on Xianyu Tong, but Xianyu Tong, relying on his position in the Huashan Sect, gathered his disciples and drove Hu Qingniu down the mountain. Hu Qingniu had no choice but to swallow his anger.
After recalling this incident, Zhang Wuji said to Xianyu Tong, "Do you remember the deadly poison you suffered in Miao territory, and the death of your sworn sister? Have you forgotten? How can you face the Hu family?"
Xianyu Tong broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing Zhang Wuji's words. He hadn't expected this young man to know his past. Enraged, he attacked Zhang Wuji. This time, Zhang Wuji, remembering his duty to avenge Hu Qingniu, showed no mercy, striking Xianyu Tong repeatedly until the final blow killed him.
As the saying goes, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter," and the Huashan disciples, seeing their leader murdered, fled in terror.
Zhang Wuji turned to the Kunlun Sect and said, "Which master from the Kunlun Sect would be willing to come out and offer guidance?"
The Kunlun Sect members who came out were naturally He Taichong and Ban Shuxian. As soon as the couple appeared, Zhang Wuji recalled He Taichong's affair with Wu Gu and his near-rape of Bu Hui's sister, and sarcastically asked, "Senior He, why didn't you bring your lover, Wu Gu?"
Due to the passage of time and Zhang Wuji's rapid changes over the years, He Taichong didn't recognize Zhang Wuji, but he wondered: How does this young man know about my affair with Wu Gu?
Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Ban Shuxian questioned He Taichong about the identity of Wu Gu. He Taichong naturally refused to admit it, but Ban Shuxian felt something was amiss and pressed him for an explanation. Seeing that He Taichong was unwilling to speak, Zhang Wuji revealed his secret.
Upon hearing that her husband was having an affair, Ban Shuxian was enraged and rushed forward to strike He Taichong. He Taichong, however, dared not retaliate; he was known for being henpecked. But being beaten by a woman in front of all the heroes of the land was a profound humiliation. He Taichong hesitated slightly, which only fueled Ban Shuxian's anger, and she beat him until he lay on the ground, unable to get up. With
this unexpected turn of events at Kunlun Sect, Ban Shuxian had no time to fight back. She led her disciples and had the immobile He Taichong carried down the mountain.
In an instant, only the Emei and Wudang sects remained in the entire Bright Peak hall. Everyone felt that the world was impermanent. They had just witnessed the Ming Cult's internal energy being exhausted, but the appearance of this young man had drastically reversed the situation. For various reasons, all four major sects had been "sent" down the mountain by this young man.
Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect could no longer contain herself. She stepped forward and said, "Good lad, I never realized you had such martial arts skills and abilities. Today I will let you experience the power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword!"
Zhang Wuji knew that the Heaven-Reliant Sword was as famous as the Dragon-Slaying Saber and was extremely powerful, so he calmly accepted the challenge. At first, he was at a disadvantage, but as he gradually became familiar with the martial arts of the Emei Sect, he used the same tactics against them and gradually gained the upper hand. In the end, he even managed to snatch the Heaven-Reliant Sword from Abbess Miejue's hands. Abbess Miejue, having her Heaven-Reliant Sword taken from her, naturally felt deeply humiliated and said, "You've taken my sword; kill me if you want!"
But Zhang Wuji said, "I'm not against you, Abbess; I just don't want to see you deceived by treacherous people!
I'll return the sword to your sect right now
." He then walked towards Zhou Zhiruo, handing her the sword and saying, "Miss Zhou, please pass this precious sword of your sect on
to your master." Zhou Zhiruo blushed deeply, and just as she took the sword, she suddenly heard Abbess Miejue shout sharply, "Zhiruo, kill him with one strike!" Startled, she knew her master wanted her to kill Zhang Wuji, and she was unwilling. But remembering her master's kindness to her over the years, she stabbed at Zhang Wuji's chest in a daze.
Zhang Wuji, however, absolutely refused to believe she would attack him and didn't dodge. In an instant, the sword tip was at his chest. Startled, he tried to dodge, but it was too late. Zhou Zhiruo's wrist trembled, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword pierced through Zhang Wuji's right chest. Zhou Zhiruo cried out in alarm, drawing her longsword. The tip was a deep crimson, and blood gushed from Zhang Wuji's right chest like a fountain. Gasps of surprise erupted around them.
Zhang Wuji pressed his hand to his wound, swaying, his expression strange, as if asking, "Are you really going to kill me?" Zhou Zhiruo stammered, "I...I..." She wanted to check his wound, but ultimately dared not, covering her face and running back. Her sword strike had actually succeeded, surprising everyone.
Xiao Zhao, her face ashen, rushed to support Zhang Wuji. Blood gushed out, staining half of her clothes red. The onlookers fell silent. Xiao Zhao quickly fetched wound medicine and applied it to Zhang Wuji's wound.
Zhang Wuji's mind had cleared somewhat. He circulated his inner energy, but felt it blockage in his right chest. He thought, "As long as I have a breath left, I cannot let the six major sects kill the Ming Cult members!" He then circulated his inner energy several times in his left chest and abdomen, slowly stood up, and said, "If any member of the Emei or Wudang sects is dissatisfied, please come out and challenge me."
Abbess Miejue coldly replied, "The Emei sect has already fallen. If you don't die, we'll settle accounts later. Let's see what the Wudang sect does!"
The Wudang sect has always valued "chivalry" highly. Asking them to deal with a seriously injured youth would greatly damage their reputation, and none of the Five Heroes of Wudang were willing to do so.
Just then, Song Qingshu stepped forward and said, "Father, my four martial uncles, let me deal with him."
It turned out that Song Qingshu was consumed by jealousy because he saw Zhou Zhiruo's eyes filled with affection and concern for the young man, and he was unwilling to let go of this only opportunity to kill him.
However, although Zhang Wuji was injured, he was still capable of dealing with him. No matter what moves Song Qingshu made, he couldn't hit Zhang Wuji; instead, he was hit in the face by Zhang Wuji. Song Yuanqiao quickly pulled Song Qingshu back and said, "It seems the Ming Cult's internal energy techniques haven't run out yet. Let's go!"
Just then, Yin Liting stepped forward. His fiancée, Ji Xiaofu, had been taken by Yang Xiao of the Ming Cult, which was his greatest humiliation. How could he leave? He stepped forward to kill Yang Xiao, but was stopped by Zhang Wuji.
Just as he was about to shake off Zhang Wuji, he heard Zhang Wuji say, "Uncle Yin, don't you recognize me? I'm Wuji!"
Yin Liting stared at his face, and the more he looked, the more he resembled him. Although nine years had passed since they parted, and Zhang Wuji had grown from a small child into a strong young man with a completely different appearance, Yin Liting had already heard him say that he was Wuji. Upon closer inspection, the face in his memory gradually appeared, and he couldn't help but stammer, "You—you are Wuji?"
Zhang Wuji nodded and called out, "Uncle Yin, I—I always—miss you."
Yin Liting excitedly picked up Zhang Wuji and cried out, "You are Wuji, you are Wuji, my fifth brother's son, Zhang Wuji."
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu gathered around, all of them surprised and delighted. In an instant, their hearts were filled with joy, and all the disputes and grudges between the six major sects and the Ming Cult were forgotten. When Yin Liting called out, everyone except Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Xiao, and a few others was astonished. Who would have thought that this young man who risked his life to protect the Ming Cult was actually the son of Zhang Cuishan of the Wudang Sect?
Yin Liting wanted to kill Yang Xiao, but Yang Buhui stopped him, saying, "Don't kill my father!"
Yang Buhui's appearance was quite similar to Ji Xiaofu, and Yin Liting mistook her for Ji Xiaofu. But seeing that the girl was very young, while Xiaofu would be middle-aged now, he realized that this must be Xiaofu and Yang Xiao's daughter. He asked her name, and Buhui replied, "My name is Yang Buhui!"
Hearing that the girl's name was Buhui (meaning "no regrets"), and that Ji Xiaofu didn't regret being raped by Yang Xiao, Yin Liting ran down the mountain like a madman.
The Emei Sect, seeing that the young man was Zhang Wuji, knew that a battle was impossible. Abbess Miejue, not wanting to openly antagonize the Wudang Sect, also left the mountain.
The Wudang Sect quickly gave Zhang Wuji the best medicine and inquired about his whereabouts over the years. Seeing that his injuries had improved, they wanted to take him back to Wudang Mountain.
Zhang Wuji said that he wanted to stay on Bright Peak to protect the Ming Cult members, and that he would go to Wudang Mountain to visit his grandmaster after he was fully healed. Seeing that Zhang Wuji was unwilling to leave, and feeling that it was inappropriate for them to stay on Bright Peak, the Wudang heroes also left, reminding him to return to Wudang Mountain as soon as possible.

In Chapter Twenty-Seven
, after the members of the six major sects had left, Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng exchanged a glance and said in unison, "The entire Ming Cult and the Heavenly Eagle Cult kowtow to thank Great Hero Zhang for protecting their sect and saving our lives!"
In an instant, a sea of people knelt on the ground.
Zhang Wuji panicked, especially since his maternal grandfather and uncles were among them.
He hurriedly knelt down to return the greeting. This hasty kneeling reopened his sword wound in his chest, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, immediately fainting.
Xiao Zhao rushed to help him up. Two uninjured leaders of the Ming Cult carried over a soft bed and helped him lie down.
Yang Xiao said, "Quickly help Master Zhang to my room to rest." The two leaders bowed and agreed, carrying Zhang Wuji into Yang Xiao's room.
Xiao Zhao followed behind. As they passed Yang Buhui, Yang Buhui coldly said, "Xiao Zhao, you're quite the actress. I knew you were up to something, but I never expected such an ugly thing to be such a charming and beautiful young woman." Xiao Zhao lowered her head and remained silent. Zhang Wuji
rested for seven or eight days, and his wounds gradually healed. By the eighth day, Zhang Wuji was able to sit up. Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao came to visit him and hinted that they would honor him as the leader of the Ming Cult after he recovered.
He had never thought of becoming a leader and was about to decline when suddenly a series of sharp whistles sounded, a signal that there was an alarm at the foot of Bright Peak.
After some investigation, they learned that although the six major sects had left, other minor sects in the martial arts world, such as the Giant Whale Gang, the Sea Sand Sect, and the Divine Fist Sect, had come to take advantage of the Ming Cult's heavy losses and were besieging Bright Peak under the leadership of the Beggars' Sect.
Although the Ming Cult had many skilled fighters, many had been killed or wounded in the battle with the six major sects, leaving very few who could fight. However, the Ming Cult's leadership decided to fight to the death to protect the Ming Cult's headquarters.
Zhang Wuji thought that if the Ming Cult fought the enemy head-on at this time, they would only be throwing their lives away. So he suggested that everyone hide in the Ming Cult's secret chamber first, and then come out to fight these shameless enemies after they had recovered. Unexpectedly
, everyone looked at each other and no one agreed. They all seemed to think that this method was absolutely impossible. It turned out that the Ming Cult had a strict rule passed down through generations: no one in the cult was allowed to enter the secret passage on Bright Peak except for the leader. Anyone who entered without permission would be put to death. Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao were not members of the Ming Cult, so Yang Xiao told them to hide inside.
Zhang Wuji thought to himself, "If we don't escape now, I'm afraid that within an hour, no one in the Ming Cult will be spared."
"Is this rule against entering the secret passage truly unchangeable?" someone asked.
Peng Yingyu suddenly said, "Listen to me, everyone: Hero Zhang's martial arts are unparalleled, his righteousness is boundless, and he has done our sect a great service, saving it from extinction. Let us support Hero Zhang as the thirty-fourth leader of our sect. If the leader commands everyone to enter the secret passage, and everyone obeys his orders, then we will not be breaking the rules."
Everyone already had this idea and immediately agreed. Although Zhang Wuji hesitated, the situation was tense, so he had no choice but to agree, saying that after this incident, he would, according to the dying wish of the sect leader, pass the leadership to his adoptive father, the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun.
After Zhang Wuji was hailed as the leader, he immediately organized the group to enter the secret passage in batches and safely evacuate the Ming Cult headquarters. He then set the place ablaze, and the fire burned for two days and two nights. When the attacking enemy finally searched the site after the fire had subsided, they found many corpses of Ming Cult members who had died in battle, all charred beyond recognition. They concluded that the Ming Cult members had chosen death over surrender, each dying by self-immolation; Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and others had perished in the fire. They then looted what had not been burned and went down the mountain.
The group carried enough food and water to last for one or two months without leaving the secret passage, preventing hunger or thirst.
After seven or eight days in the secret passage, Zhang Wuji's sword wound had healed ninety percent, forming a scab about an inch long. He immediately treated the brothers with external injuries. Although medicine was scarce, his acupuncture and massage were truly miraculous. The group, who had initially thought the young leader's martial arts were unfathomable, were even more impressed by his medical skills.
A few days later, Zhang Wuji's sword wound healed. He immediately used the Nine Yang Divine Skill to expel the cold poison of the Xuan Yin Finger from Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and the Five Wanderers.
During their time in the secret passage, Zhang Wuji was placed in a large stone chamber within the passage, where Xiao Zhao served him daily. Besides Yang Xiao and others visiting him, Yang Buhui also frequently came to visit her Wuji brother.
That evening, Zhang Wuji's injury had not yet healed. Xiao Zhao was changing his dressings. When he saw Xiao Zhao's lovely face, he was deeply moved. Thinking of Xiao Zhao's meticulous care for him these past few days, he felt extremely grateful.
So, he pulled Xiao Zhao's head and pressed his burning lips to her delicate cherry lips.
Xiao Zhao's mind suddenly went blank, allowing Zhang Wuji to kiss her passionately. Their lips were tightly pressed together, lingering and intertwining.
Zhang Wuji pulled her onto the bed and held her tightly in his arms. As his tongue continued its unrestrained sucking on Xiao Zhao's fragrant tongue, her sweet scent wafted onto his face. Xiao Zhao, nestled in Zhang Wuji's arms, gradually went limp, the sounds escaping her throat growing increasingly lewd.
Having only been with Zhang Wuji once before, Xiao Zhao was still quite shy, her body trembling slightly with nervousness. Zhang Wuji's deep kiss left her breathless. He gently stroked her burning cheeks, and when her eyes met his burning gaze, she shyly looked away a few times before finally closing them.
Xiao Zhao's shyness, her coy resistance, made Zhang Wuji unable to resist. He hadn't had sex in a long time, his penis throbbing with desire. He had only been with Xiao Zhao once, and the sensation was still fresh in his mind.
Zhang Wuji then prepared to undress Xiao Zhao, ready to have his way with her.
Seeing that he was about to do that, Xiao Zhao quickly said, "Young Master, no! Your injury hasn't healed yet; you can't do strenuous exercise."
Zhang Wuji had expected Xiao Zhao to shyly agree, but she refused, which made him a little angry. However, he then thought that Xiao Zhao was only trying to help him, afraid that his wound would reopen.
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji suddenly came up with a mischievous idea and said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, I'll let you off the hook for today, but you have to lick me!"
Xiao Zhao didn't know anything about licking and asked in confusion, "Young Master, what do you want me to lick?"
Seeing that she was completely clueless, Zhang Wuji laughed and took off his pants, pulling out his large penis. At this moment, his penis was still soft because it wasn't erect, but it was still seven or eight inches long.
When Xiao Zhao saw Zhang Wuji take out his penis, she didn't know what he was going to do, but seeing the man's enormous member made her both ashamed and afraid.
Zhang Wuji lay half-reclined on the bed, spreading his legs so that Xiao Zhao would kneel between them. He said to her, "Xiao Zhao, lick my penis!"
Xiao Zhao said shyly, "Young Master, how can I lick there? I think it's so dirty!"
Hearing Xiao Zhao's words, Zhang Wuji pretended to be angry and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you think I'm dirty?
Don't you like me?"
Xiao Zhao quickly explained, "No, Young Master, you misunderstand. I like you very much, but..."
Zhang Wuji interrupted her, saying, "Xiao Zhao, since you like me, you should like all of me, including my body. If you..." "The fact that you're willing to lick my cock proves you like me; besides, it was my cock that deflowered you, making you feel so good. Now my cock hasn't felt good in a long time, you should reward it with your mouth; furthermore, how many wives in the world don't lick their husbands' cocks? You haven't tasted a cock before, so you don't know the pleasure, but once you get used to it, you might even want to lick it on your own!"
These words left Xiao Zhao speechless. Although she felt that a man's cock was for urinating and penetration, she was, after all, Zhang Wuji's woman, and licking the cock of the man she loved at least made her feel less psychologically opposed.
So, Xiao Zhao bent down, grabbed Zhang Wuji's large cock with both hands, and gently licked it with her tongue.
But how could a pure girl like Xiao Zhao know anything about oral sex? So she simply licked it lightly, but even that made Zhang Wuji feel incredibly good. Not only was Xiao Zhao's tongue smooth and delicate, but psychologically, it gave Zhang Wuji a strong sense of conquest.
Xiao Zhao lightly licked Zhang Wuji's penis, and she didn't find it uncomfortable as she had imagined; instead, she found it quite interesting, especially as it gradually hardened, eventually reaching over nine inches in length, which she found particularly amusing. Although Xiao Zhao could occasionally smell and taste the faint, fishy smell of Zhang Wuji's penis, it was a uniquely male scent, practically the best aphrodisiac for a woman.
Gradually, Zhang Wuji's desire rose, no longer satisfied with just Xiao Zhao's simple licking, so he asked her to take his penis into her mouth and manipulate it.
Xiao Zhao opened her small mouth, preparing to take Zhang Wuji's penis into her mouth. However, Zhang Wuji's penis was enormous, with the glans alone being the size of an egg, making it difficult for her to take it into her mouth.
Zhang Wuji then forcefully thrust his penis into Xiao Zhao's mouth, pushing it in a little further, but most of it was still outside.
Xiao Zhao didn't know what to do, as her mouth was already full and she couldn't take in any more.
But Zhang Wuji seemed unsatisfied, forcefully pressing Xiao Zhao's head down towards his crotch, causing his penis to penetrate even deeper into her mouth. Xiao Zhao felt extremely uncomfortable; she clearly felt the penis reaching her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Seeing that it was deep enough, Zhang Wuji said to Xiao Zhao, "Just like this, use your little mouth to keep playing with my penis in your mouth, understand?"
With his penis in her mouth, Xiao Zhao could only nod to indicate that she understood.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could, trying to suck on the penis like she was eating a popsicle. The girl's mouth struggled to accommodate the intrusion of the enormous thing, and a few drops of saliva involuntarily dripped from the corners of her mouth. Her head swayed up and down, and her loose hair flew around Zhang Wuji's crotch. The huge penis went in and out of her small mouth. Although it couldn't be fully inserted, it almost always hit the back of the girl's throat.
Seeing how quickly Xiao Zhao was learning, Zhang Wuji felt immense pleasure from the constant friction of her lips against his penis. The warm, moist breath from her mouth enveloped his penis, and the unintentional friction of her pearly teeth and fragrant tongue brought him endless variations of pleasure.
He then noticed Xiao Zhao's hands resting on his legs and said, "Xiao Zhao, don't let your hands be idle. Touch my testicles!"
Hearing this, Xiao Zhao tentatively reached out and touched Zhang Wuji's two large, egg-shaped testicles. They felt slippery and heavy inside his scrotum.
Seeing Xiao Zhao holding his testicles in her hands and his penis in her mouth, submissive to him, Zhang Wuji felt a sense of conquest. Watching the girl treat his penis like a deity, he felt he had not only conquered her body but also her heart.
Men generally desire their women to have a penile cult, hoping they will worship their penis. The penis is a man's manhood, and if a woman worships even his penis, she will naturally be more submissive to him.
Xiao Zhao was unaware of Zhang Wuji's psychology. The reason she willingly buried her face in Zhang Wuji's crotch, performing oral sex and caressing his testicles, was largely because she genuinely liked him. She was willing to do anything for him to make him happy, and she already belonged to him. The patriarchal ideas in her mind stemmed from a deep-seated dependence on Zhang Wuji, a willingness to accept his commands.
Zhang Wuji noticed Xiao Zhao's lips and tongue becoming increasingly agile; she was indeed a quick-witted girl, even her oral sex skills were impressive, and she learned quickly. Sometimes she would even playfully bite Zhang Wuji's glans, giving him immense pleasure. To speed up the penetration, he grabbed Xiao Zhao's head again, pushing and pulling it up and down, his penis thrusting deeper and deeper.
This continued for about a few hundred more times until Zhang Wuji's semen finally shot into Xiao Zhao's mouth, pouring deep into her throat.
Xiao Zhao felt her mouth was full of salty semen, some of it even flowing directly down her throat and into her stomach. She tried to spit out the remaining semen, but Zhang Wuji didn't pull his penis out. Because Zhang Wuji's penis was blocking her mouth, she couldn't spit out the semen.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, be good, swallow all the semen in your mouth, it's good stuff, eating it will make you more beautiful."
Xiao Zhao had no choice but to obey, swallowing the semen in her mouth little by little.
Then, Zhang Wuji pulled his penis out of Xiao Zhao's mouth, still with his semen and Xiao Zhao's saliva on it, and he made Xiao Zhao lick his penis clean.
Xiao Zhao had been performing oral sex on Zhang Wuji for almost an hour, and her mouth was already sore and numb, but she still diligently licked Zhang Wuji's penis clean. As she licked, Zhang Wuji's penis quickly became erect again, and it seemed even firmer than before.
Zhang Wuji grabbed Xiao Zhao, preparing to pin her down and have his way with her. He said, "Xiao Zhao, let me fuck you just once today, okay?"
Xiao Zhao, though already aroused and eager for Zhang Wuji's advances, knew his injuries weren't fully healed, and the exertion involved in penetration would likely reopen his wounds. So she said, "Young Master, please don't do this. You're still injured; you can't do strenuous exercise!"
Zhang Wuji kissed Xiao Zhao and said, "I didn't expect you to care about me so much! But I really want to penetrate your little hole. Your little cunt is so tight and contracting, it feels so good on my big cock. After I deflowered you last time, you made so much of yourself to make me practice the Qiankun Great Shift. I should have made amends to you long ago, but I haven't had the chance. Today, I'll reward your little hole with my big cock, so don't hesitate. That way..." "Not like the Xiao Zhao who used to be so obedient to me!"
Xiao Zhao was embarrassed by Zhang Wuji's words. She lowered her head and whispered, "Young Master, what about your injury..."
Zhang Wuji interrupted, "My injury is nothing. If you're worried about aggravating my injury, then you can just take the initiative!"
Xiao Zhao asked with a puzzled look, "What do you mean by taking the initiative? How do I take the initiative?"
Zhang Wuji whispered in Xiao Zhao's ear, "It means I lie down, you straddle my crotch, put your little hole on my big cock, and then you just move it up and down. That way, I won't have to do strenuous exercise!"
Xiao Zhao felt very embarrassed when she heard that Zhang Wuji wanted her, a girl, to take the initiative to use her little hole to move his big cock. However, she couldn't refuse, so she blushed and prepared to listen to Zhang Wuji's arrangement, saying, "Young Master, I don't know anything about this. You have to teach me!"
Seeing that she agreed, Zhang Wuji naturally agreed and went to take off Xiao Zhao's clothes.
Xiao Zhao quickly said, "Young Master, you are injured, I can do it myself!"
So, Xiao Zhao began to take off her clothes, top, skirt, thin shirt, thin trousers, one by one, until she was only wearing a bodice and underpants. Zhang Wuji also took off his trousers completely, and then unbuttoned his top, lying naked on the bed. His hard, erect penis stood tall like a pillar, naturally over nine inches long.
Zhang Wuji asked Xiao Zhao to continue undressing, so Xiao Zhao had no choice but to take off her underpants and bodice as well. Now, she stood naked in front of Zhang Wuji, shyly covering her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other.
Zhang Wuji anticipated that Xiao Zhao's vagina was not sufficiently lubricated, and that it would be painful to penetrate her directly. So, he had her get on the bed first, lie down with her back to him, and then moved her plump buttocks above his face. This way, he could clearly see Xiao Zhao's vagina up close, and Xiao Zhao, lying down, was facing his large penis.
After Xiao Zhao was fully seated, Zhang Wuji said to her, "Xiao Zhao, lick my cock first, make it lubricated and wet, so I can fuck you later!"
Xiao Zhao took Zhang Wuji's cock into her mouth; although it was just the glans, it was still very stimulating.
Since Xiao Zhao had already licked his cock twice, she had learned a lot. She licked the cock in her mouth with the tip of her tongue while gently rubbing his scrotum with her hand, constantly manipulating it with her mouth.
Zhang Wuji first stroked Xiao Zhao's vulva with his hand. At this time, the vulva's mucous membrane was already engorged and swollen, reacting immediately to even slight stimulation.
With his cock in her mouth, Xiao Zhao made muffled moans from deep in her throat, her body undulating and twisting like waves.
Zhang Wuji then used his fingers to separate Xiao Zhao's vulva, making his finger movements smoother. Then he slowly inserted his middle and index fingers together into her vagina, the folds of her vagina pressing against his fingers, the overflowing vaginal fluid staining his fingers and palm. His fingertips touched the smooth, moist folds of her vulva, gently rubbing against them.
Soon, Xiao Zhao's vulva was very wet; her opening contracted incessantly from the intrusion, and her snow-white buttocks writhed.
Zhang Wuji boldly inserted his ring finger as well, and the three fingers moved up and down and side to side within her wet opening. Xiao
Zhao's eyebrows arched, and she let out intermittent, alluring moans from between her lips, copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing onto his fingers. The friction from his fingers made her vulva even wetter with vaginal fluid, thus lubricating the entire opening. Zhang Wuji's fingers easily moved in and out of her.
When Zhang Wuji's fingers accidentally touched her clitoris, Xiao Zhao would let out a muffled moan, involuntarily spreading her thighs and writhing her buttocks, which in turn caused the fingers inside to rub against the folds of her vulva, creating new pleasure.
Xiao Zhao's vulva was already very wet, but Zhang Wuji still wanted to play with it a little longer. He pulled his fingers out of Xiao Zhao's vulva and pulled her buttocks closer to his face, making close contact between his mouth and Xiao Zhao's vulva. It was easy to lick her while she was lying there.
Zhang Wuji brought his mouth to Xiao Zhao's vulva, pressed it tightly against her, and sucked hard. The vaginal fluid from her vulva was immediately drawn into his mouth. His tongue licked her vulva, wetting her pubic hair, and carefully licked her clitoris.
Xiao Zhao couldn't help but twist her body from the intense sensation. The tender flesh inside her vulva writhed incessantly, and she could feel the vaginal fluid overflowing from her opening. Her legs spread wider.
Zhang Wuji licked and looked at her, seeing every pubic hair and even every pore clearly. The protruding vulva had an alluring bulge, and the concave opening looked unfathomably deep.
Overwhelmed by intense pleasure from her vulva, Xiao Zhao's mouth was agape, unsure of what to do. She simply held Zhang Wuji's glans in her mouth, unable to resist clamping her legs tightly around his head, bringing her vulva even closer to his.
Seeing Xiao Zhao's arousal, Zhang Wuji used his fingers to spread her labia majora apart. It was already completely wet. When he touched her clitoris with his tongue, he began to lick it.
Xiao Zhao felt incredibly good from the licking, her whole body aching and itchy. She couldn't help but spit out his glans, moaning, "So...
good...so good..." His tongue continued to lick, giving her an indescribable feeling. She couldn't help but moan, "Lick...lick more...more..."
Zhang Wuji licked relentlessly, occasionally licking towards her perineum, causing her already wet vulva to overflow with even more vaginal fluid. His tongue licked every part of her vulva, moving from one spot to another without warning. Zhang Wuji discovered that licking different areas and using different techniques elicited different moans and reactions from Xiao Zhao.
Xiao Zhao let out wanton, lewd sounds, which only fueled Zhang Wuji's lust.
"Ah..." Xiao Zhao suddenly screamed.
It turned out that Zhang Wuji's tongue, curled into a rod shape, had entered her vagina. Although it wasn't quite penetration, Xiao Zhao was unconsciously writhing her hips wildly.
Seeing Xiao Zhao's round buttocks swaying before his eyes, her wet vulva covered in her vaginal fluids and his own saliva, looking incredibly lewd, Zhang Wuji's penis swelled even more. He now desperately wanted to penetrate that wet vagina.
So, he made Xiao Zhao turn around, straddle him, spread her legs, and kneel near his waist. Then, he instructed her to grasp his large penis with one hand and use the other to spread her vagina, placing it onto his penis.
This was a very embarrassing thing for Xiao Zhao. She closed her eyes, her body gradually sinking down, and soon her vulva touched Zhang Wuji's penis. Xiao Zhao's labia gently pressed against the glans, rubbing it from top to bottom and from bottom to top, like drawing circles, but it just wouldn't penetrate.
Zhang Wuji stared wide-eyed at Xiao Zhao, and he voluntarily lifted his buttocks. Xiao Zhao's copious amount of vaginal fluid increased, flowing onto his penis and wetting the glans. He gripped Xiao Zhao's plump buttocks tightly and slowly pulled down, and Xiao Zhao cooperated with his movements, her buttocks slowly descending. The large glans was tightly wrapped by her labia, and soon it entered her vagina.
Both of them began to breathe rapidly. Xiao Zhao rotated her body and pressed down, and Zhang Wuji's penis also drilled into her vagina in circles.
"Ah...it's too big...it can't go in..." Xiao Zhao cried out in pain.
Zhang Wuji was excited by Xiao Zhao's dedication when he saw her biting her lip. He used the elasticity of his waist to lift his buttocks upward from below.
Xiao Zhao was deeply penetrated by Zhang Wuji's penis, and she twisted her buttocks desperately, feeling as if her body was being torn apart by Zhang Wuji's penis, but a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from her body.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Xiao Zhao seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and could only groan.
Zhang Wuji thrust his buttocks upward with all his might. At this moment, Xiao Zhao's body suddenly tensed up, and the folds of her vagina that tightly gripped his penis contracted even more intensely, squeezing his penis. He felt that Xiao Zhao was being a little too passive. He was the one thrusting, and she was just waiting for his penis to penetrate her. So he stopped thrusting.
Xiao Zhao found that Zhang Wuji was not moving, but she was still sitting on his big penis, the glans already deeply pressed into the depths of her vagina. She felt her vagina was completely filled by the large penis, making her feel incredibly full. At the same time, her vaginal muscles were unbearably itchy, craving the penis to pound inside.
So, Xiao Zhao tentatively raised her body, and the penis slowly withdrew from her vagina. Her vagina immediately felt incredibly empty, forcing her to lower her body again. The penis plunged deeply once more, though two or three inches still protruded. She felt as if the penis had reached her cervix.
Unable to bear the torment of desire, Xiao Zhao gradually began to actively manipulate herself, her body rising and falling, the penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
Zhang Wuji lay on the bed, watching Xiao Zhao actively seek pleasure. He watched her body rise and fall, her delicate vulva constantly engulfing his penis, the blissful yet painful expression on her face, her breasts swaying incessantly, her legs twisting wildly, and hearing her intermittent moans and cries of pleasure. He felt an immense excitement.
He didn't know how long they had been at it, but Xiao Zhao was exhausted, her body covered in fragrant sweat, completely soaked.
Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it, so his penis suddenly swelled even more inside her, and he thrust actively. After about a hundred more thrusts, he ejaculated his hot semen directly into her uterus. Zhang Wuji's powerful ejaculation brought Xiao Zhao new pleasure.
While Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao were performing oral sex and making love in the stone chamber, someone was secretly watching everything unfold outside the door. This person was Yang Buhui.
Yang Buhui had originally intended to check on Zhang Wuji's injuries, but she hadn't expected the stone chamber door to be tightly closed. Just as she was about to push it open, she discovered the door was shut, and a strange sound was coming from the crack. Out of curiosity, she peered through the crack. Because the door was made of stone and had been there for so long, many stones had fallen out, making it easy to see what was happening inside.
What she saw shocked her greatly. Xiao Zhao was kneeling beneath Zhang Wuji, sucking and licking his penis. Zhang Wuji's penis was thick, large, and hard, over nine inches long, which greatly surprised her. In her hazy memory, Zhang Wuji's penis had been small and soft; how could it have become so large after only a few years!
She hadn't expected that the ugly girl from before was now with her brother Wuji, and that he seemed to like her very much.
As she was looking around, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder. Startled, she turned around and saw her father, Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao peeked inside, then patted Yang Buhui's head and said, "Silly girl, what are you looking at? Come on, there's nothing to see here." He then pulled Yang Buhui back to her stone chamber.
Yang Xiao asked Yang Buhui, "Buhui, do you really like Brother Wuji?"
Yang Buhui first shook her head, then nodded, and said shyly, "Yes, but Brother Wuji is already bewitched by that little vixen, Xiao Zhao!"
Yang Xiao laughed and said, "Silly child, why don't you take the initiative? It's normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines! Besides, that Xiao Zhao is quite suspicious. Once her true identity is discovered, if she's a spy, I think the leader will understand the greater good and separate from Xiao Zhao!"
After saying this, Yang Xiao sighed and said, "Girls grow up and leave home! Go to sleep early!" Then he left.
That night, Yang Buhui couldn't fall asleep. She thought about many things: the days she spent with her brother Wuji, the scene of being teased by Xihua Zi, and of course, the scene she had just witnessed of Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao making love in bed. A complex mix of emotions welled up inside her.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: More than half a month had passed since Buhui's jealousy began
. The injuries of the Ming Cult members had mostly healed, and their leader, Zhang Wuji, had also recovered. He had even used his internal energy to help many members regain their strength, for which the members were deeply grateful.
Now, the Ming Cult had recovered its strength and was regrouping. Led by Zhang Wuji, they emerged from the secret passage and began rebuilding the Bright Peak headquarters from the ruins destroyed by fire.
That day, Zhang Wuji was resting in his quarters in the secret passage, with Xiao Zhao attending to him. Yang Buhui entered and, seeing Xiao Zhao also in the room looking displeased, said to Zhang Wuji, "Brother Wuji, this girl's origins are unknown. She's probably a spy, perhaps even in cahoots with Cheng Kun. Don't fall for her tricks again! Get rid of her, or better yet, just kill her!"
Zhang Wuji quickly replied, "Sister Buhui, you've come at the right time! I was just about to tell you this! I've known Xiao Zhao for so long, I know her best. Look at her, such an innocent and naive girl, how could she be a spy! The idea that she's in cahoots with Cheng Kun is absurd. I saw Cheng Kun lock us up with my own eyes. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao, I might have died in the Ming Cult's secret passage long ago, and I wouldn't have been able to rescue my brothers. So she's been kind to our Ming Cult, we can't be ungrateful and put her in shackles! I think you should use the key to lock her up..." "Take off the handcuffs and shackles!"
Yang Buhui said, seeing Zhang Wuji protecting Xiao Zhao at every turn and even wanting her to unlock her shackles. "Brother Wuji, how have you changed? You're always siding with outsiders now, so different from the Brother Wuji you used to be!"
Zhang Wuji replied, "Xiao Zhao is no longer an outsider. She's my maid now, and she's practically a member of our Ming Cult!"
Yang Buhui snorted and said, "Does that mean I'll have to call Xiao Zhao 'Master's Wife' tomorrow?"
Hearing this, both Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao blushed. Xiao Zhao quickly explained, "Miss, it's not what you think!"
Yang Buhui mocked Xiao Zhao, "You still know how to call me Miss? I thought you and the Master were having an affair, and things had gotten out of hand. You still want to lie to me? I saw everything you and Brother Wuji did in the room!"
At this, Xiao Zhao blushed even more, not knowing what to do, and lowered her head to leave.
Seeing this, Zhang Wuji quickly pleaded with Yang Buhui, "Sister Buhui, please, for my sake, unlock her shackles! She's with me every day now; if she were to do anything improper, I would discover it immediately. It's also very inconvenient for her to serve me like this, isn't it? I know you're the kindest girl in the world, how can you bear to see her suffer like this!"
Finally, Yang Buhui couldn't resist Zhang Wuji's pleading and used a key to unlock Xiao Zhao's shackles. She said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, you've finally got what you wanted!" Then she
said to Zhang Wuji, "Brother Wuji, I have a lot to say to you. Could you please ask your personal maid to leave for a moment?" So Zhang Wuji said to Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, please go out for a moment. Miss has something to say to me!" Xiao Zhao tactfully took her leave.
After Xiao Zhao left, Yang Buhui closed the door, but because the two hadn't been together for a long time, they didn't know what to say.
It was Zhang Wuji who spoke first: "Sister Buhui, what do you want to say to me?"
Yang Buhui stammered, "Brother Wuji, you...you...you...how have you been these past few years?"
At this point, Zhang Wuji opened up and told Yang Buhui about his experiences over the past few years, leaving Yang Buhui speechless. Of course, Zhang Wuji omitted his past with Zhu Jiuzhen from Yang Buhui's story, as it was not something to be proud of.
After listening, Yang Buhui said, "I never imagined you'd have such experiences these past few years, learning the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Great Shift of the Universe. However, I really wish you had stayed on Zuowang Peak back then, so you could have been with me every day and wouldn't have forgotten me!"
Zhang Wuji asked curiously, "I haven't forgotten you! How could you think that?"
Yang Buhui said coquettishly, "That's right, that's right! I saw you and Xiao Zhao exchanging glances, so concerned for her, protecting her at every turn, but you didn't care about me at all, and you didn't play with me. Ever since we met, you've been inseparable from Xiao Zhao, but you treat me like a complete stranger!"
Zhang Wuji then said, "That was because I was very busy lately and didn't have time to play with you. And she's my maid, after all..." "But you're with me."
Yang Buhui retorted angrily, "No way! I know you're with that Xiao Zhao every night...
in bed..." She was too embarrassed to finish her sentence, but they both understood what she meant. Zhang Wuji said, "Back then, it was because I liked Xiao Zhao, and she liked me too."
Yang Buhui quickly asked, "Don't you like me?"
Zhang Wuji replied, "No, no, I like you very much. I've always treated you like my own sister, and I think you've probably always treated me like your own brother! But my feelings for Xiao Zhao are romantic, which is different from this."
Yang Buhui pouted and said, "What sister? If you treat me like your own sister, why did you take off my clothes, kiss me, and touch me in the past?"
"I... I..." Zhang Wuji blushed, unsure how to explain.
Seeing that Zhang Wuji had nothing to say, Yang Buhui simply sat down on the edge of his bed and said, "You've seen my body long ago. I've been yours for a long time, and I'll follow you for the rest of my life!"
Zhang Wuji then asked, "Sister Buhui, haven't you met a suitable husband these past few years?"
Yang Buhui lowered her head and said, "Brother Wuji, my heart has belonged to you for years. I've never thought of any other man!"
Seeing that Yang Buhui deeply loved him, Zhang Wuji sat down beside her and gently embraced her.
In truth, Zhang Wuji also couldn't forget Yang Buhui and longed to be with her. However, he was currently surrounded by enemies. Yang Buhui was Yang Xiao's daughter, and how could he casually lay hands on the daughter of his subordinate? Moreover, he had been busy with official duties recently and rarely had the opportunity to be alone with Yang Buhui. After not seeing her for several years, he didn't know how Yang Buhui felt about him, whether she liked him, or whether she already had someone else in her heart. In addition, he spent every night with Xiao Zhao, lying in the warmth and fragrance of her presence, and had no time to think about Yang Buhui. Now, he understood Yang Buhui's feelings. With such a beautiful woman offering herself to him, how could he remain unmoved? Moreover, Yang Buhui was not yet seventeen, probably still a virgin, and so adorable; it would surely be incredibly pleasurable.
So, Zhang Wuji whispered in Yang Buhui's ear, "Since you like me, would you be willing to serve me in bed like Xiao Zhao did?"
Yang Buhui shyly nestled into Zhang Wuji's arms, whispering, "I...I don't know...I don't understand anything...I'll listen to...I'll listen to you..."
Seeing that Yang Buhui had tacitly agreed, Zhang Wuji suddenly leaned in, his lips meeting hers. Yang Buhui trembled, her body going limp against Zhang Wuji's arm, his tongue pressing against her cherry lips. Yang Buhui was almost breathless from the pressure; she could only slightly open her mouth to breathe, and Zhang Wuji's tongue slipped into her sweet mouth.
Yang Buhui breathed rapidly as Zhang Wuji's tongue roamed in her mouth. When his tongue drew her tongue out, his lips sucked on it and pulled it into his mouth to suckle. Yang Buhui gripped Zhang Wuji's arm tightly with both hands and collapsed limply into his arms.
Zhang Wuji's right hand was also caressing her body, slowly approaching her breasts, touching them through her clothes. He could feel that her firm breasts were noticeably fuller than they had been a few years ago. He removed Yang Buhui's outer garments, leaving her only wearing a bodice.
Yang Buhui gave a soft "hmm," and Zhang Wuji ripped off her bodice, revealing her delicate breasts. They were a perfect pair of breasts; because Yang Buhui's skin was very fair, her breasts appeared even whiter, not only full but also very round and firm. They were breasts full of the tenderness and wild vitality of a teenage girl, making one reluctant to caress them carelessly.
Zhang Wuji, naturally, could not resist the allure of a young girl's breasts. His fingers gently caressed those smooth, creamy nipples, causing Yang Buhui's small, pink nipples to swell. Zhang Wuji bent down and took those two crystal-clear nipples into his mouth alternately, gently teasing them with the tip of his tongue and gently sucking on them.
Yang Buhui couldn't help but secretly watch how Zhang Wuji teased her breasts. She moaned softly, clearly feeling Zhang Wuji's tongue roaming and sliding across her breasts like a small snake, making her feel hot and itchy all over.
Zhang Wuji's mouth constantly roamed between Yang Buhui's breasts, his hands grasping one breast in each hand, kneading and squeezing them wantonly. The girl's white and delicate breasts were squeezed into various shapes under his hands.
Yang Buhui's breasts were being played with alternately by Zhang Wuji's mouth, tongue, and hands, which was very stimulating. She couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah... um... ah ya..."
After playing with Yang Buhui's breasts for a while, Zhang Wuji reached out to undo Yang Buhui's pants. Soon, Yang Buhui was only wearing a small pair of underpants. He was about to take off the underpants as well when he suddenly noticed Yang Buhui's small feet. Those were something he liked very much. Yang Buhui's feet were very beautiful. He had held them in his arms and played with them carefully more than once before, and he certainly wouldn't miss this time.
So, instead of immediately removing Yang Buhui's underpants, he cupped her feet in his arms and removed her pure white socks. Yang Buhui's smooth, jade-like white feet were now naked. Zhang Wuji slowly kissed Yang Buhui's soft, full soles, inhaling the delicate fragrance emanating from them. Finally, Zhang Wuji couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and gently licking the soles of Yang Buhui's feet. Yang Buhui, already trembling from Zhang Wuji's teasing, felt an indescribable tingling sensation spread throughout her body with his lick, her whole body convulsing and trembling rapidly, her breath coming in fragrant gasps, and her lower body gradually becoming wet.
Zhang Wuji continued to lick Yang Buhui's small feet. After a while, Zhang Wuji finally lowered Yang Buhui's jade-like feet and reached for her underpants with his right hand. Her panties were already soaked through with her vaginal fluids, now almost transparent, revealing glimpses of her vulva and pubic hair.
Zhang Wuji laughed and said to Yang Buhui, "Buhui, you're naughty! Look how wet you are down there, so much fluid!"
Yang Buhui closed her eyes in embarrassment and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't know what happened, it's probably all your fault!"
Zhang Wuji said, sounding wronged, "I'm so innocent! I just touched you down there, I only licked your breasts and soles of your feet and you're already this wet. Do you want your brother Wuji to penetrate your little hole sooner?"
Yang Buhui said shyly, "Brother Wuji, you're bad, you're bullying me..."
Zhang Wuji laughed and made Yang Buhui lie down on the bed, spreading her legs apart slightly. He saw that her panties were soaked through, covered in sticky fluid. He then said to Yang Buhui in a serious tone, "Sister Buhui, you'd better think this through. If this continues, I'll really do it to you. This time is different from before; I'm serious, and I'll actually put my cock inside your little hole. You can still regret it now, otherwise, once I take off your panties and see your tender hole, I'll definitely have to penetrate you. Don't regret it then, and don't be afraid of the pain!"
Yang Buhui looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Brother Wuji, have you forgotten my name is Buhui? I won't regret it. This is my first time, so please be gentle with me. If it really hurts, I'll endure it!"
Hearing Yang Buhui's words, Zhang Wuji felt relieved and lowered his head to lick her panties. He first licked the inside of Yang Buhui's thighs, then used the tip of his tongue to pry open her wet panties, and used his fingers to hook open her panties, revealing Yang Buhui's pink and tender little hole. He tore her panties open with his teeth, then kissed Yang Buhui's vulva—a virgin's vulva! Although Zhang Wuji had tasted Xiao Zhao's virgin vulva, the taste of different girls' vulvas was different, and Yang Buhui's vulva was a different kind of charm.
Yang Buhui couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and Zhang Wuji's tongue savored her tender little honey hole, gently licking Yang Buhui's vulva, which he hadn't seen for many years, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Yang Buhui had sparse pubic hair, and her labia majora were small and tender in color, tightly wrapping around the even more delicate labia minora, with only a thin slit in the middle, like the vulva of an undeveloped girl.
Zhang Wuji's tongue teased Yang Buhui's vulva in every way, and her little hole had turned very red, her beautiful vulva half-open, with a lot of lustful fluid flowing out. Zhang Wuji kept licking and sucking, and his tongue also entered her little hole.
Yang Buhui's moans grew louder and more ecstatic. Zhang Wuji's tongue penetrated deeper, his nose occasionally rubbing against her clitoris, which had swelled considerably and turned an unusually bright red.
While licking Yang Buhui's vulva, Zhang Wuji said to her, "Sister Buhui, your little hole has grown even more beautiful in the years I haven't seen it. I've already seen your vulva, it's time I showed you my cock! Do you want to see it?"
Yang Buhui was too embarrassed to say it aloud, and simply nodded slightly.
Zhang Wuji then got up and took off his clothes, quickly stripping naked. His cock sprang out, the glans already swollen and red, trembling and glaring at Yang Buhui.
Yang Buhui stared blankly at Zhang Wuji's cock, her mouth half-open, unable to speak. She was utterly astonished.
How could it be so big? Completely different from when she was a child. Although she had spied on Zhang Wuji having sex with Xiao Zhao before, she was far away then, and his penis was constantly going in and out, so she couldn't see very clearly. It was nothing compared to seeing it so closely and realistically now.
She knew that this same large penis was inside Xiao Zhao's vagina and mouth, making her moan and groan in ecstasy. Soon, this same large penis would also be inside her, breaking her hymen and making her a real woman, able to enjoy the pleasures of womanhood like Xiao Zhao. She couldn't resist reaching out her slender hand and gently touching Zhang Wuji's large penis. The penis trembled a few times, startling her so much that she quickly withdrew her hand.
Zhang Wuji was overjoyed to see this and said to Yang Buhui, "Sister Buhui, feel free to touch it, it's very fun, it's yours!"
Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Yang Buhui boldly touched the inch-long penis again, saying as she touched it, "Brother Wuji, what is this? How come it's so big, so hard, and so hot!"
Zhang Wuji replied, "Sister Buhui, this is my big penis, specially for inserting into all those little holes in your body, do you like it?"
Yang Buhui didn't answer, but instead brought her nose close to the penis and smelled it, saying, "Brother Wuji, it smells so fishy!"
Hearing this, Zhang Wuji placed Yang Buhui's soaked panties in front of her and said, "Smell it, who smells fishier?"
Yang Buhui said coquettishly, "It's all your fault!" As she spoke, she stared intently at Zhang Wuji's penis.
Zhang Wuji found it amusing and asked, "Sister Bu Hui, aren't you ashamed? Why are you staring at my penis?"
Yang Bu Hui looked up at Zhang Wuji and said, "Brother Wuji, can I lick it?"
Zhang Wuji was very surprised. He never expected that Yang Bu Hui would take the initiative to ask him to give her oral sex, so he looked at Yang Bu Hui in confusion.
Yang Buhui explained, "Brother Wuji, I saw Xiao Zhao lick your penis. She looked like it was fun, her face was full of happiness, so I want to too." With that, Yang Buhui took Zhang Wuji's glans into her mouth, sucking hard and then licking it with her tongue.
Zhang Wuji lay on his back, legs spread, letting Yang Buhui suck his penis to her heart's content. Yang Buhui sucked his large penis intently, her long hair falling down to cover her face. Zhang Wuji used his hand to lift her hair; he wanted to watch her eat his penis. Yang Buhui was very absorbed and serious, as if doing the most important thing in the world. It was unbelievable that her pure and beautiful face was doing such a lewd thing.
Yang Buhui's small mouth tried hard to swallow Zhang Wuji's penis completely, but she couldn't manage it. She could only take in a small part and then spit it out, licking it with her tongue, from the purplish-red glans all the way down to the entire shaft.
Zhang Wuji's penis grew harder and harder from her licking, trembling incessantly. He was almost at his limit, and asked curiously, "Sister Buhui, who taught you this penis-licking skill? Do you often lick other men's penises? Otherwise, how could you be so skilled?"
Yang Buhui spat out the penis in her mouth, feeling wronged, and said, "Only when I was little, that uncle forced me to do it. You saw it yourself. I learned it from Xiao Zhao, I guess."
Zhang Wuji stroked Yang Buhui's face and said, "Sister Buhui, I misunderstood you. So you're still a virgin!"
Yang Buhui nodded shyly.
After receiving Yang Buhui's confirmation, Zhang Wuji was overjoyed. Another virgin!
It seemed he could deflower another virgin tonight! Overjoyed, he couldn't resist teasing Yang Buhui, saying, "Whether you're a virgin or not, we'll only know after my big cock is inside. If you're not a virgin, I'll spank your little bottom!"
With that, Zhang Wuji got up and pushed Yang Buhui onto the bed, making her lie down.
Out of girlish shyness, Yang Buhui covered her vulva with her hand, seemingly trying to prevent the intrusion of his large cock.
This expression only fueled Zhang Wuji's desire. He forcefully spread Yang Buhui's legs apart, knelt between them, and said, "Sister Buhui, today I'll show you the power of my big cock. I'll make you scream!"
Yang Buhui saw Zhang Wuji's bulging cock gradually approaching her vulva, and felt a chill run down her spine. After all, such a large foreign object was about to penetrate her untouched vulva; the thought alone sent shivers down her spine. So she tightly covered her vulva with both hands and said, "Brother Wuji, I'm so scared!"
But Zhang Wuji didn't say anything to comfort her. Instead, he touched the lustful fluid flowing from Yang Buhui's vulva and laughed, "You're still pretending to be innocent in front of me. Actually, you must be a very lewd girl! I've known that for a long time. Look at all this lustful fluid. What innocent girl would produce so much lustful fluid?"
Then, Zhang Wuji lifted Yang Buhui's legs, pressed his penis against her vulva, and rubbed it continuously. The lustful fluid flowing from her vulva gradually covered his large penis. Because there was so much lustful fluid on Yang Buhui's vulva, Zhang Wuji's glans only rubbed against the entrance of her vulva a few times before inserting it straight in, penetrating deeply and breaking through the thin hymen. He thrust all the way in, and the glans almost reached her cervix.
Yang Buhui screamed in agony. She hadn't expected Zhang Wuji to be so strong, inserting most of his penis deep into her vagina in one go, even breaking her hymen. The double pain of her hymen rupture and the penetration made her feel like she was about to die. Her lower body felt a burning sensation, as if a red-hot iron rod had been thrust inside.
Zhang Wuji, on the other hand, found this feeling amazing. The last time he deflowered Xiao Zhao, it was a gradual process, unlike this time with Yang Buhui, which was a one-shot deal. He could better appreciate the narrowness and tightness of a virgin's vagina and the exhilaration of penetrating all the way in. He could also more deeply understand the sense of loss a virgin feels upon losing her virginity and the selfless devotion of a virgin experiencing the tearing pain of her body.
Yang Buhui's vagina was very tight, tightly enveloping Zhang Wuji's penis, warm and smooth inside. Zhang Wuji continued his efforts, thrusting forcefully. Yang Buhui's screams sounded extremely painful, but Zhang Wuji found her moans incredibly seductive and alluring.
"Ah...it hurts so much...no...Brother Wuji...please spare me...slow down...insert...
insert into my little hole...my little hole...faster...I can't take it anymore...ah..."
Listening to Yang Buhui's moans and cries, Zhang Wuji's penis thrust in and out of her little hole repeatedly, each time bringing out a lot of her vaginal fluid, mixed with traces of blood. The fluid flowed down her vulva, down to her pink anus, and finally onto the sheets, soaking a large area.
Zhang Wuji lifted Yang Buhui's legs high, placing them on his shoulders, and fucked her with all his might, inserting his penis fully each time until it reached her cervix. Under the rapid and powerful assault of his penis, Yang Buhui cried out wildly. Because she had already released a large amount of vaginal fluid, it flowed out again, lubricating her vagina and allowing Zhang Wuji's large penis to thrust in and out smoothly. Therefore, Yang Buhui's pain quickly subsided, replaced by a painful yet pleasurable and indescribable sensation.
Yang Buhui stretched out her arms, gripping the sheets, her whole body writhing. Her vagina, already swollen and red, opened even wider under the thrusting of his penis, and the vaginal fluid, which had initially flowed out, now gushed out. Her eyes were half-closed, her face displaying a comfortable and intoxicated expression, looking extremely wanton.
Zhang Wuji thought: This Yang Buhui, at such a young age, can enjoy herself so much on her first time being penetrated. This is thanks not only to my large penis and superb bedroom skills, but also to her wanton desire and sensitive constitution.
As Yang Buhui's moans grew louder and louder, she suddenly let out several rapid and intense cries. She had reached orgasm, her juices flowing everywhere, the hot waves of fluids hitting his glans. An ordinary person would have ejaculated long ago, but Zhang Wuji used his Nine Yang Divine Skill to temporarily suppress his urge to ejaculate, because he wanted to fuck Yang Buhui again and bring her to multiple orgasms.
Yang Buhui was already exhausted from being penetrated, she closed her eyes and hummed, seemingly enjoying it.
Zhang Wuji then asked Yang Buhui, "Sister Buhui, are you enjoying it? Are you comfortable?"
Yang Buhui replied weakly, "Brother Wuji...it's...it's so comfortable...I've never...been so...comfortable before...no wonder Xiao Zhao wants...want to be with you every day...she can enjoy this every day..."
Seeing that Yang Buhui was limp, Zhang Wuji picked her up, turned her over, made her kneel on the bed, lifted her buttocks, and knelt behind her, aiming his penis at her vulva. He thrust forward hard, deeply inserting his large penis into her vagina from behind.
Yang Buhui moaned again. Zhang Wuji pressed one hand against her round buttocks and reached down with the other to touch her full breasts. He loved having his penis thrust in and out of Yang Buhui's vagina, his abdomen constantly slamming against Yang Buhui's snow-white, soft buttocks. He thrust his hips and buttocks repeatedly, rapidly penetrating her. Yang Buhui moaned and cried out in pleasure as he fucked her faster and faster, caressing her smooth, white buttocks with his hands as he did so.
Zhang Wuji was disappointed that Yang Buhui had her back to him, so he couldn't see the lewd expression on her face. However, her round, snow-white, soft buttocks deeply attracted his gaze. He slapped her buttocks with his hand, and she let out a wanton cry. Zhang Wuji found this very amusing, so he continued to slap her plump buttocks while fucking her vagina, working on both sides, slapping harder and harder, because he found that her reaction was more intense when he slapped her while fucking her. Soon, Yang Buhui's buttocks were bright red from the slaps, and Zhang Wuji fucked her vagina even harder.
Yang Buhui moaned and cried out, unable to hold back, "Brother Wuji...you're bad...you promised I wasn't a virgin before you...you said you'd spank my bottom...why didn't you keep your promise..."
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "I only said I'd spank your bottom if you weren't a virgin, but I didn't say I wouldn't spank you if you were! Haha...besides, I think you quite like being spanked by me!"
After saying that, Zhang Wuji thrust even harder into Yang Buhui's vagina. Soon, Yang Buhui's second orgasm arrived, but Zhang Wuji still didn't want to ejaculate and wanted to fuck her a little longer.
Yang Buhui, however, could no longer bear it and began to beg Zhang Wuji for mercy, saying, "Brother Wuji... I... can't take it anymore... I'll kill you if you keep going..."
Seeing that Yang Buhui was completely exhausted, Zhang Wuji stopped, but his large penis remained inside her vagina. He said, "Alright, I'll let you rest for
a bit, I'll fuck you again later!" Yang Buhui lay on the bed, motionless, only breathing softly. Her buttocks were still pressed against Zhang Wuji's, his erect penis still deep inside her vagina, not thrusting, but still throbbing restlessly.
Zhang Wuji touched Yang Buhui's breasts with one hand, and gently stroked her sweaty back and buttocks with the other.
He leaned against her and whispered in her ear, "Is it comfortable?"
Yang Buhui softly hummed in response, her voice becoming very weak.
Zhang Wuji asked again, "Where is the most comfortable spot?"
Yang Buhui playfully replied, "I won't tell you."
Zhang Wuji then said, "If you don't tell me, I'm going to fuck you again!"
Before Yang Buhui could say no, Zhang Wuji's penis had already begun thrusting in and out of her vagina again, starting slowly but getting faster and faster, until finally it became a real, forceful thrusting.
Zhang Wuji held her buttocks, thrusting forcefully, and Yang Buhui's moans grew louder and more intense, until finally it was almost inaudible, emitting incomprehensible groans from her throat. Her body and buttocks were writhing lasciviously, Zhang Wuji's penis penetrating to the very bottom each time, his glans pressing against the depths of her vagina, he slammed her buttocks with a "slap slap" sound, her vaginal fluids sticking to Zhang Wuji's pubic hair and testicles.
Yang Buhui's vagina involuntarily contracted, squeezing tightly against Zhang Wuji's penis with each thrust, squeezing very powerfully, it was truly wonderful. Zhang Wuji hadn't expected Yang Buhui's vagina to contract like Xiao Zhao's, albeit irregularly, which excited him immensely. He felt his penis swell to its limit, trembling uncontrollably.
Finally, with a final few powerful thrusts, and a shout, his large glans erected, spraying a stream of hot semen deep into her vagina, reaching her uterus. Zhang Wuji continued thrusting, his glans trembling even more intensely, guiding all the semen into Yang Buhui's vagina before slowly stopping and withdrawing his penis.
Yang Buhui could no longer hold on; her body slumped down, unable to utter a word except for her continued panting. Zhang Wuji saw his thick, white semen mixed with her vaginal fluids and a few streaks of blood flowing from her half-open vagina. He lay down beside her, reaching out to hold her tightly, embracing the Yang Buhui he had just deflowered.

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