[Fantasy] Hang Kun (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 9 Phoenix Reborn, Stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside (Part 2)

Feng Shitong's body recovered slightly, and she started cursing again. But her voice was weak, and her cursing sounded like she was being coquettish. She couldn't help but laugh at herself inwardly. Oh well, what's the use of cursing so much? Didn't she prepare herself to die if she didn't succeed when she faked her death? How hateful that I, Feng Shitong, would die so inexplicably...

"Take your filthy hands off me and get out of here. Even if you have enough internal energy, you can't save me."

After a while, Feng Shitong stopped cursing and sighed. She thought to herself, I'm about to die now, why bother arguing with him? But she still couldn't help but say, "You're lucky, I don't have to kill you with my own hands. After I die, you can commit suicide here to atone for your sins. That way, I won't have to waste time killing you after I become a vengeful ghost."

Fang Fei didn't answer. He didn't want to die, nor did he want his master to die. At this moment, he could only firmly suppress the strange yang energy in his master's body.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Feng Shitong said nothing more. A silence fell between the master and disciple. Feng Shitong felt extremely awkward standing naked in front of Fang Fei. She wanted him to put clothes on her, but felt that doing so would make her seem too weak. She wanted to say something, but felt that she couldn't say anything except to scold him. However, having scolded him since childhood, and having just scolded him for so long, she didn't want to scold him anymore. After hesitating for a long time, she suddenly saw the "Manipulating Slaves Heart Sutra" and said, "I don't mind if you let me die slowly, just let me see that 'Manipulating Slaves Heart Sutra.' I've spent half my life trying to decipher it, but I still don't know what's written on it."

Fang Fei hurriedly helped his master up, one hand still pressed against her chest, the other helping her turn the pages, and couldn't help but ask, "How is that possible? As long as you use the 'Myriad Mysteries of Desire' method to press your hand on the page, the words will appear."

Feng Shitong couldn't help but scold again, "Fool! I'm not someone born with dual true essence, how could I possibly practice such an evil skill?"

Fang Fei lowered his head and asked softly, "But Master, you clearly have a deep yin essence, and the blazing yang true energy you usually use is also pure yang energy."

As he spoke, he thought of how he had completely drained the yin and yang energy in his master's body, and his voice grew softer and softer until he could no longer hear himself.

Feng Shitong sneered, "You call yourself my disciple? You know more than a stray dog on the roadside. To practice these evil arts in the Mind Control Manual, one must have a pair of corresponding Yin and Yang energies within their body. How many monstrous hybrids in the world are born with dual true essences? Even if there were, they would have been killed in the womb by the struggle between Yin and Yang energies. You were incredibly lucky to be born alive. And even if you were born, if it weren't for me, you would probably have died a thousand times over. How can the Blazing Sun True Qi within me be the same as yours, you bastard? The Blazing Sun True Qi is refined from the blood of the phoenix, which originates from my Phoenix Clan, using the Blazing Sun Heart Sutra. It is condensed from my ancestral bloodline, and it neither corresponds to nor conflicts with the Yin essence within my body. Naturally, I cannot rely on it to practice this evil art. Do you think I'm stingy for not passing on the Blazing Sun Heart Sutra to you? Other beastmen cannot even practice this Blazing Sun Heart Sutra, let alone a bastard like you!"

Fang Fei saw that his master was about to get angry, but he still dared not speak. Thinking to himself, "Even my father didn't know that the Blazing Sun Heart Sutra is a martial art exclusive to the Phoenix Clan. How could I know if you didn't tell me?"

Feng Shitong was a natural martial arts enthusiast, with a particular fondness for extraordinary skills and secret techniques. Before long, she was completely captivated by the incredibly profound Slave Control Heart Sutra. Her understanding of martial arts far surpassed Fang Fei's. She also grasped the martial arts recorded in the sutra very quickly. She kept urging Fang Fei to turn the pages, and soon, the entire Slave Control Heart Sutra was finished.

Fang Fei, who had enjoyed a rare period of harmony with his master, became anxious again upon seeing the book finished.

Feng Shitong glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and said, "My wish has been fulfilled; you can let go now." Fang Fei

shook his head, still protecting his master's heart meridian. But he had already noticed that the yang energy within his master's body was growing stronger and stronger.

Now, he couldn't even suppress it with one hand.

Feng Shitong was always proud and had never given anyone a kind look; in front of her disciple, she was always unapproachable. In her memory, this was the first time Fang Fei had disobeyed her. She was now on the verge of death. Thinking of Fang Fei's always obedient nature, and how she had never treated him well, and now his act of filial piety, she inexplicably felt a desire to spare his life. She suddenly forgot her earlier words about him committing suicide and said to him, "Although you forcibly awakened me, I have lost all my natal Yin energy and am powerless to control the true Yang within me. The Phoenix True Yang will continuously devour my flesh and blood, growing stronger and stronger until it transforms into flames and burns me to ashes. You have much true energy now, but it will eventually be exhausted. If you delay any longer, my true Yang will backfire on you, and you won't be able to escape it. Do you really want to die?"

Fang Fei sobbed softly, "Disciple doesn't want to die, nor does he want Master to die."

Feng Shitong roared with all her might, "If you don't want to die, then get out of here! What use is it for me to live a little longer?"

"If disciple can exchange his death for Master's life for a moment, disciple will have no regrets even in death,"

Fang Fei said, his voice soft but resolute.

Feng Shitong, having exhausted all her strength in her shout, could only mutter angrily, "Get out of my way! Even if you die, stay away from me. I can't bear the shame of being burned alive with a bastard like you."

Fang Fei, of course, wouldn't listen. Feng Shitong continued her tirade, but seeing that Fang Fei remained unmoved, a strange thought suddenly flashed through her mind. The pages of the "Slave Control Manual" she had just read flipped through her mind.

Perhaps, by doing this, I might still have a chance to survive!

She glanced at Fang Fei out of the corner of her eye and said to him, "If you don't want to live, that's for the best. I want to live. Your true essence is now abundant. Since you're going to throw away your life, why not give me all your essence and true essence? I might still have a chance to live."

"How?"

Fang Fei looked up at his master, his eyes gleaming.

Feng Shitong rarely met his gaze and sneered, "If you use this method, you're doomed. Are you really courting death?"

Fang Fei replied without hesitation, "If it weren't for Master, I would have died long ago."

Feng Shitong was both angry and annoyed. But looking at her disciple's familiar little face, and remembering how he, though knowing she was powerless to resist, had always maintained awe towards her—his eyes like those of a pitiful beggar—and how he was willing to give his life for her without hesitation, her anger vanished, leaving only annoyance. The strange thought that had surfaced in her mind grew clearer—since he had already defiled her—she gritted her teeth and made a very difficult decision in an instant. She shifted her gaze to the side and said, "Lay me down first, then take off your clothes."

Fang Fei quickly helped his master lie on his back. Then he took off his shirt with one hand. He had come wearing very little, and the shirt was easily torn off.

Feng Shitong glanced at him and said again, "Pants."

Fang Fei said embarrassedly, "Master, I'm only wearing pants. If I take them off, I'll have nothing left."

Feng Shitong thought to herself, "I'm not wearing anything in front of you, and you haven't put any on me." So she angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Fang Fei immediately took off his pants, one hand still covering his crotch, looking like a timid little mouse.

Feng Shitong was initially very flustered, but seeing Fang Fei's expression, her courage grew. "Take your hand away!"

Fang Fei obediently removed his hand and asked his master uneasily, "Master, what do you want to do?"

Feng Shitong blushed, thankfully Fang Fei didn't look at her. She hesitated for a moment and said, "An eye for an eye. I want you to return all your true energy to me, with interest. You will do what you did to me again!"

"Huh? How?"

Fang Fei looked up at his master, puzzled.

Seeing that he still seemed confused, Feng Shitong immediately blushed and angrily said, "Fuck me, understand now!"

Then she turned her head away and ignored him. She wondered what was wrong with her today, that she had so easily said what John Farrell had tried to seduce her about countless times back then, something she had refused to say.

Fang Fei panicked, but for some reason, his penis swelled up upon hearing those words. One hand remained protective of his master's heart, while the other involuntarily groped his master's flat stomach. Afraid of angering his master, he secretly glanced at her face, only to see that she had already closed her eyes.

This silent encouragement emboldened him. His hand moved upwards, pulling on his master's nipple and gently massaging it; the nipple immediately hardened. Unfortunately, he could only move one hand now, otherwise he could have teased both nipples simultaneously.

However, hands weren't enough; he still had his mouth. Feng Shitong's nipple was still beyond his reach. Fang Fei lowered his head and took the unattainable ruby into his mouth, gently sucking like a slave's breast.

He sucked for a long time, but nothing came out. He stole another glance at his master; her eyes were still closed, like a bride on her wedding night, her face full of shy blush. He grew even bolder and lunged forward to kiss his master's lips. As expected, his master didn't flinch, allowing him to effortlessly capture her red lips in his mouth and savor them.

For the first time, his face was so close to his master's, and Fang Fei's heart pounded. His once unapproachable master had truly become kind and approachable, allowing him to kiss her like this. An overwhelming sense of happiness enveloped him, making him feel that dying for his master wouldn't be a big deal.

The only flaw was that Feng Shitong clenched her teeth, refusing his advances. He tried several times, but to no avail. He didn't know that this wasn't intentional on Feng Shitong's part; it was simply a habit she had developed years ago during John Farrell's training, a testament to her unwavering chastity. Fearing his master would be angered again, he kissed her cheek, moving down to her earlobe.

Feng Shitong had guarded her chastity for years, harboring a deep aversion to matters between men and women. Now, weighing the pros and cons, she thought that since she had already lost her chastity, and one more time with Fang Fei could save her life, she would grit her teeth and endure it one more time. Fang Fei, however, was in no hurry to act. Instead, he playfully kissed and licked her body. Feng Shitong's body had been invaded by lustful energy for years, making every part of her sensitive. She usually didn't even dare to touch her own disciple easily, so how could she withstand such teasing? She was quickly aroused by the kisses and whispered, "Hurry up."

Fang Fei quickly pulled away from her earlobe, gently parted his master's thighs, lifted them up, and then pressed his small body against them.

Chapter 10 Phoenix Rebirth, Hard Mouth, Soft Hole (Part 2)

The big cock quickly found the entrance to the paradise, and he began to use his swollen glans to scrape his master's tender vulva.

His master's tender vulva was already dripping wet, silently telling him that everything was ready. Fang Fei didn't dare to insert rashly. He looked up at his master and found that his master was also looking at him with her eyes narrowed into slits. He was very embarrassed and was about to lower his head when his master closed her eyes first. He couldn't help but feel relieved and softly called out to his master.

Hearing the call, Feng Shitong still didn't open her eyes, only saying irritably, "What are you fussing about!"

Fang Fei, obeying the order, forcefully thrust his large glans inside, only to hear Feng Shitong immediately cry out in pain. He dared not go any further, leaving the massive penis stuck inside.

It turned out that Feng Shitong's virginity was newly broken, and it was currently very swollen; how could it accommodate the insertion of such a large penis again? She finally opened her beautiful eyes wide, raising her head to carefully examine her disciple's penis, and exclaimed in surprise, "How is it so big? You just inserted it?"

Fang Fei hurriedly nodded.

"You bastard! No wonder it hurt so much!"

Feng Shitong said, frowning. Seeing that Fang Fei had inserted half of his glans, and now interrupted, the massive penis was stuck, unable to go in or out, looking extremely embarrassed. She then said, "Little bastard, I'll teach you a method first. You can shrink this thing a little before going in."

Having said that, she taught him the method of shrinking the penis.

It turned out that Feng Shitong had always been a martial arts enthusiast and loved collecting martial arts manuals. This "Shrinking Penis Technique" was found in the corpse of a lecherous man posing as a eunuch. Although she was a woman and couldn't practice this technique, she found it very strange and studied it for a while, trying to adapt it for other uses. Later, although she couldn't adapt the technique, she memorized its contents.

This Shrinking Penis Technique is divided into two parts: shrinking the penis and shrinking the testicles. Shrinking the penis refers to the ability to freely contract the penis within its longest and shortest range. Shrinking the testicles is even more amazing, allowing the testicles and scrotum to be retracted into the abdomen without any visible flaws. This technique was originally not simple, but Feng Shitong was a highly skilled teacher. With just a few pointers, Fang Fei grasped the key points. Following the instructions, Fang Fei's penis remained hard and erect, but it had shrunk to half its original size.

However, Feng Shitong still wouldn't let him penetrate her because she thought Fang Fei's scrotum was too large and unsightly; she insisted that he retract it into her abdomen first. After much guidance, Fang Fei finally succeeded.

He found it amusing that his scrotum was gone. Seeing that Feng Shitong had closed her eyes again, he pinched his penis, slightly longer than a finger, and inserted it into her vagina. Feng Shitong let out a soft moan, seemingly still in pain. Fang Fei felt the layers of tender flesh inside his master's vagina tightly enveloping his penis, and he panicked. The first time he penetrated her, unaware that the person beneath him was his master, he had naturally thrust without restraint. Now, however, he was timid and hesitant, his courage shrinking even smaller than his penis.

But now that his penis was already inside his master's bright red, tender vagina, he had no other choice. He calmed himself and was about to thrust when he heard Feng Shitong say, "You can remove your dirty hand from my chest and use your penis to transmit your true energy."

Fang Fei quickly did as his master instructed. He felt the true energy flow from his glans without any resistance, easily rushing from his master's lower abdomen into her heart meridian. This method of transmitting true energy was a thousand times faster than simply pressing a palm against her chest. With a slight exertion of his inner energy, he suppressed the yang energy within his master's body. He couldn't help but think to himself, "My master is truly amazing; he even knows how to use this method to save effort. If I had known it was this easy, I wouldn't have bothered using my hands to channel my

true energy." In truth, he didn't know the reason behind this. The absence of the natural energy barrier of skin during sexual intercourse makes the transmission of true energy extremely easy. Another reason was that he was different from ordinary people. In the womb and infancy, a person's true energy is dispersed throughout the body. Areas that are frequently in motion , like the hands and feet, accumulate more true energy, while other inactive areas accumulate less. The influence of this

true energy on the body often lasts a lifetime. Due to this innate influence, after practicing martial arts, true energy in the hands and feet is easier to control, use, and transmit, especially the hands, which have much better control over true energy than other parts of the body. This is also why martial artists use their hands and feet to generate power in combat.

But Fang Fei was an anomaly; his innate true energy was concentrated in his scrotum and not dispersed throughout his body. Although he had used his hands to perform his myriad techniques of seduction for many years, and his hands had become skillful through constant practice, the innate gap in his abilities remained insurmountable. His hands still lacked the control others had over their true energy; the power of ordinary martial arts would be at least halved in his hands.

However, his penis, nourished by true energy, was the opposite. He didn't need practice to freely control his true energy through his penis. Martial arts like the "Slave Control Sutra" and the "Surging Yang Technique," which relied on penile manipulation, were incredibly easy for him to master. Furthermore, his true energy wasn't concentrated in his dantian, but rather in his scrotum. Even after retracting his penis into his abdomen, the true energy could still be easily drawn out. Feng Shitong, having exhausted her primordial yin and leaving her dantian empty, allowed Fang Fei's true energy to enter his master's body effortlessly, reaching his master's heart meridian with ease.

Fang Fei used his true energy to protect his master's heart meridian while gently thrusting in and out. Now that his hands were free, he could easily hold his master's beautiful legs. "Slap," "slap," "slap," after a few thrusts, Feng Shitong's juices flowed freely down her anus. Looking up at her pretty face, her eyes were no longer closed, but staring at him intently, utterly dazed. Her cherry-like lips were half-open, and she began to moan softly.

Fang Fei, seeing his master's wanton and seductive demeanor, felt immensely pleased. A sense of pride welled up within him, but then he heard his master say, "Little...bastard, that...wicked... evil... energy...within my body...of my...mysterious...desire...has...risen...again...after you...fuck...it...you...you...suppress it for me."

Fang Fei suddenly realized that his master's condition was due to lust within him. He quickly tried to suppress the evil energy in his master's body by circulating the Myriad Desires Technique through his penis. He had been protecting his master's heart meridian while simultaneously practicing the Shrinking Yang Technique, and now, trying to suppress the evil energy, he became flustered. Although he managed to suppress the Myriad Desires Technique, he accidentally caused the Shrinking Yang Technique to dissipate.

Feng Shitong suddenly felt the penis thrusting into her vagina grow larger, pounding against her clitoris, feeling incredibly pleasurable. But at the same time, the lustful thoughts within her body were suppressed, her desire greatly diminished, and the pain from the walls of her vagina became very clear. The impact and pain from the massive object made her oscillate between heaven and hell. She couldn't help but groan and furrow her brow.

Fang Fei also knew that he hadn't controlled his penis properly. At the same time, his scrotum, which had been tucked into his abdomen, fell out, the large scrotum gently patting his master's anus with each sway of his penis. Seeing his master frown, he immediately slowed down, gently calling her name and apologizing.

Although Feng Shitong was in pain from being fucked, for some reason she didn't want to lose this feeling of being filled. She told Fang Fei not to shrink back anymore and to get closer to her, telling him the incantation for the exercise. Fang Fei inserted his penis all the way in, then bent down and pressed his face between his master's proud breasts, listening to his master's instructions.

Feng Shitong felt a little ashamed when she saw Fang Fei gently rubbing his face against her breasts. It was still too late to regret it now... but she wasn't afraid of death, and besides, it was already inside her, so what was there to be afraid of?

She carefully explained how to make Fang Fei's true energy and essence flow out, and carefully instructed him: "We must orgasm at the same time, at the same time... do you understand?"

Fang Fei felt that he had seen this technique somewhere before, and it was a little strange. However, he didn't have time to think about it now; he was already very satisfied to die between his master's long legs.

He nodded, hoisted his master's legs onto his shoulders, and resumed his thrusting. His master's vagina was so tight that he couldn't hold back for long. He said, "Master, I'm going to ejaculate inside you, are you ready?"

Feng Shitong thought to herself how incredibly embarrassing it was to answer such a question. But she had no choice but to answer, so she said, "Not yet... I need to wait..."

Fang Fei thrust faster and faster, anxiously saying, "Then what should we do? I can't hold back anymore..."

Feng Shitong gasped, "You... you're so stupid... you've completely suppressed... all of my... myriad mysteries... inside me... why? Let... a little bit out... ah..."

Fang Fei immediately realized, and his penis once again channeled its power, releasing the evil energy within his master. The myriad mysteries within Feng Shitong were filled with intense lustful energy, and Fang Fei had now fully aroused it, instantly putting her into a state even more unbearable than if she had taken a potent aphrodisiac. Fang Fei heard his master's groans suddenly grow louder, and her vagina tighten even more. He thought it was enough and immediately increased his thrusting speed, about to ejaculate, when he heard his master scream. A gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her core, and she ejaculated before him. "

Damn it, Master came too fast!" Fang Fei knew he was a step too late and missed his chance. Frustrated, he thrust four or five more times, unable to hold back, and ejaculated into his master's uterus. Then, he heard his master's delicate, angry curses. Although her words were merciless, her voice after such an orgasm was enough to make one's bones go weak.

After his master finished cursing, Fang Fei whispered a suggestion to go again. Feng Shitong ignored him, only telling him to get lost.

The two remained silent for a while.

Fang Fei guessed that his master's silence meant agreement, so he gathered her long, beautiful legs and began thrusting again. Feng Shitong closed her eyes and hummed softly.

Fang Fei whispered, "Master, I'm afraid I'm about to die. There are two things I need you to grant me."

Feng Shitong snapped, "You...you're trying to negotiate with me? Hurry up and pull your...cock out!...Get out!"

She was being fucked by her disciple, her voice a mixture of anger and allure, like a little girl throwing a tantrum.

Fang Fei quickly said, "It's not negotiating, I just need your help, Master. If you agree, I'll die without regrets."

Feng Shitong ignored him, closing her eyes again to enjoy his thrusts. She seemed to have already gotten used to his enlarged penis.

Fang Fei could only continue, "Master, after I die, please help me release my beloved slave. Let her return to the Misty Forest. I should have released her long ago, but I can't leave her. The key to her is..."

He went on and on, detailing everything as if afraid he wouldn't be able to release his slave. Feng Shitong simply hummed in response, offering no further words. Fang

Fei thought to himself that his master had agreed, and then said, "Disciple has another wish. I have committed... such a grave mistake. Please forgive me, Master."

Feng Shitong said, "You wish! You... think death will make it all right?... You'll have to atone for your sins for lifetimes to come!" Fang Fei

dared not say anything more, and closed his eyes, continuing to thrust while trying to feel the sensation inside his master's vagina, using the Myriad Desire Technique to control his master's lust. He had used this method to control countless women to orgasm before, and now he was even more adept at using his penis to perform this technique. Not long after, he felt his master's vagina tighten again and again. He thrust in forcefully once more, and as her vagina tightened to its fullest extent once more, his penis swelled and plunged deep into her uterus, ejaculating a thick stream of semen.

"Damn it, I was too fast this time. My master hasn't even ejaculated yet, how could I have already come!" Fang Fei sighed inwardly. Just as he was feeling disappointed, he felt his master's hot vaginal fluids drenching his penis again.

So close! So close to reaching orgasm at the same time as his master! But alas, he had failed at the last moment.

Fang Fei knew he had made a mistake again, and lowered his head, waiting for his master's angry scolding. But after a long time, nothing happened.

He looked up at his master, and to his surprise, she was crying. Tears streamed down her beautiful face, like pear blossoms in the rain, heartbreakingly beautiful.

Could his master cry? Fang Fei was stunned. His master had always been an untouchable goddess in his heart; she was strong, powerful, and invincible. Now, seeing his goddess in tears, he was at a loss. Feng Shitong had cried once before after he raped her and she lost her virginity, but at that time, Fang Fei had blindfolded her and gagged her, so her tears all fell into the blindfold, and Fang Fei didn't know.

"Get out of here, or it will be too late."

For the first time in her life, Feng Shitong spoke in such a weak tone. At this moment, her legs were wide open, her vagina was swollen from being fucked, the red flesh turned outwards, and her juices flowed all over the bed, making her look extremely disheveled. She pleaded, "Get away from me, even if I die, I don't want to die so pathetically, so without dignity, get out! Get out!"

Fang Fei felt his master's legs kicking weakly, but this symbolic struggle was meaningless. But the Phoenix True Yang within her was growing stronger and stronger, and it seemed that she was about to launch a counterattack. Looking at his master's pitiful appearance, a belief suddenly surged in his heart: from childhood to adulthood, it was always his master who protected him, and this time, he would do anything to protect his master!

He mustered his courage and said, "Master, let's try again. Don't worry, this time it'll definitely work! I... I have experience now!"

Feng Shitong cried angrily, "Get out! What experience do you have? Experience with fucking me? Fine, you're really amazing, you've even gained experience from fucking me!"

She cried and kicked, resolutely refusing.

However, she had lost all her strength, and Fang Fei's penis was still deeply inserted into her vagina. What use was her protest?

Fang Fei grabbed her round buttocks, ignoring her struggles, and began to thrust vigorously again. In just a few strokes, Feng Shitong's lust was drawn by Fang Fei, and with each "slap," "slap," "slap," "slap," it became increasingly unbearable. That big penis seemed to be scratching at her heart, forcing her to give up all resistance.

She could only sink into the boundless sea of lust once more, lamenting the betrayal of her body. It seemed he really had gained experience from fucking me!

Feng Shitong's body grew hotter and hotter from being fucked, Fang Fei's huge penis making her feel increasingly comfortable. She knew another climax was about to come. However, the Phoenix True Yang within her also began a full-scale counterattack. If the master and disciple failed again this time, they would both die here.

Feng Shitong, whose beauty and wisdom were unparalleled in the era, would certainly not be willing to have her legs spread wide and be fucked to death on the bed by her disciple, much less be willing to be fucked to death a second time in one day! With her life hanging in the balance, she finally cooperated wholeheartedly with Fang Fei, tightening her vagina with his thrusts. Although her buttocks were held tightly by Fang Fei, she still tried to support her body, wanting to hug him.

Seeing his master support herself, Fang Fei also leaned over and kissed her lips. The two kissed again, but this time it seemed as if Feng Shitong took the initiative. He kissed her! Mmm, Feng Shitong's lips met Fang Fei's again, her heart in turmoil, but before she could feel shy, she felt her vagina being penetrated to its limit by Fang Fei. She trembled all over, about to scream, when Fang Fei's tongue seized the opportunity to enter, choking her scream in her throat. He'd even forced his way into her mouth! Feng Shitong panicked, her flower core violently gushing out its yin essence for the third time! The flower core, currently gushing water, was the outlet where the essence of her entire body's meridians converged; the outlet could also be an entrance. Only Fang Fei's true essence could save her. Feng Shitong felt like she was in the sky, wondering if she was dead. Just as she thought this, she suddenly felt a heat in her flower core. Fang Fei

's large penis, taking advantage of his master's yin essence being exhausted, finally ejaculated its own essence. The glans pressed against the spot where the yin essence had gushed out, forcefully pouring it in. Following his master's technique, he gushed out semen, true essence, and even blood from her body, feeling as if his body had been emptied in an instant. This gushing essence flowed down his master's flower core, from her lower abdomen straight into her heart meridian. Fang Fei gathered his last bit of strength and, using the method his master had taught him, merged all the essence he had released into his master's body, from his lower abdomen to his heart.

"Master, I've given you everything I can," Fang Fei thought. But then a piercing scream rang in his ears, a sound like the wailing of someone on the verge of death, chilling him to the bone. At the same time, Feng Shitong threw herself at him, embracing him tightly. He felt an immense grip, so strong it made it hard to breathe.

"Ah! Master, be gentle! My bones are about to break!" How could his master, who had just been so weak, suddenly possess such strength? It was as if she was squeezing out every last drop of energy from her body! Had he used the wrong technique and killed his master again?

Before he could think further, everything went black, and he and his master collapsed onto the bed in each other's arms. "

To die together with my master like this, I am content." These were his last thoughts.

Chapter 11 Impotence Worries, Sister's Help (Part 1)

The morning sun rises in the east, and the silent Phoenix Prince's Mansion will welcome another dawn.

Fang Fei walked out of the island in the middle of the lake and leaned against a large tree, panting. "

Master deliberately scared me; it wasn't going to kill me." Fang Fei touched his cheek, which had just been slapped by his master, and thought thankfully.

In the instant he fainted, he thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, he had only fainted, and was later awakened by his master's loud slap. He thought that by insulting his master like this, given her temper, she would either kill him or cripple him, but to his utter surprise, after scolding him, she actually let him go.

Fang Fei silently pondered. Although his master coldly said that she would severely punish him in the future, she no longer intended to kill him. But his master had a bad temper, and this time he had injured her so badly; he still needed to be even more careful in serving her, otherwise, if his master got angry again, she might really take his life.

His true energy was exhausted, and all his vital essence was depleted, making him feel as if all his strength had been drained from his bones. However, for someone who had endured the torment of the struggle between the two energies for many years, this state was nothing out of the ordinary

. In the past, he was weaker for fifteen days every month than he was now, so this was nothing. Moreover, his true energy was only depleted, not irrecoverable. Before leaving, his master made him swear three oaths: First, never to reveal this matter. This was too easy; having caused such a great disaster, he wouldn't say a word.

Second, to always obey his master's orders and never disobey. This was as good as not swearing at all, because this oath had already been sworn when he entered the sect.

Third, to recover his true energy within three days and then pay his respects to his master. This was a little more difficult. He had only just begun to learn the Mind Control Scripture and had overused it, depleting his true energy. At his level, recovering it in a short time would not be easy. Although his master had given him some guidance before he left, such profound martial arts could only be remembered to a limited extent in such a short time. But this was something he had to do; he knew that if he didn't recover his energy, his master would be in danger. Feng Shitong's current situation is extremely dire; otherwise, she wouldn't have let him go so easily.

Fang Fei quickly returned home. After taking a bath, he pretended nothing was wrong and snuggled into Ai Nu's arms to eat breakfast.

Ai Nu noticed Fang Fei's swollen face and asked him a few questions. Fang Fei explained that his master had said he hadn't been working hard enough lately, so he couldn't sleep last night and went back to the Fengwang Mansion to practice. However, he hadn't pleased his master and had been beaten. Ai Nu knew that Fang Fei being beaten was common, but she advised him that although Feng Shitong had a strange temper, she had ultimately done him a great favor, and he shouldn't forget that kindness for a small grudge.

Fang Fei patted his chest and said that it was only natural; as long as Ai Nu didn't feel sorry for him, he was willing to be beaten to death by his master.

Fang Fei was pondering how to recover his strength within three days when Hong'er secretly told him that the little sprite he had caught the night before had escaped. Fang Fei was furious. He originally planned to kill her to silence her, but seeing that she had bypassed the three layers of traps in the Fengwang Mansion, he decided to interrogate her, but unexpectedly, she had escaped. However, considering he had appeared as an elf yesterday, the little guy probably wouldn't recognize him. Besides, his master wasn't dead, so sneaking into the Phoenix Prince's mansion wasn't a big deal. His only concern now was whether the little guy's intrusion was part of a conspiracy.

He went to the northernmost basement of the mansion. This place wasn't far from Fang Fei's residence; it had originally been an abandoned slave cell, later converted for Fang Fei's use because he needed to absorb human yin essence. However, the Fourth Young Master of the Fang family couldn't let others know about such a wicked act. Fang Fei initially set up a maze around the basement using the Eight Trigrams Formation taught by his master. Although not very complex, it was still Feng Shitong's formation. No matter where the maids of the Fang family entered, they would always find themselves winding their way out of the entrance. It was very strange. Fang Yuanying also issued an order, declaring this place the Fourth Young Master practiced his formations, and strictly forbidding anyone from entering. Fang Fei later added more deadly traps, killing a few ignorant trespassers. Everyone then knew this was forbidden territory, and no one went there anymore.

Yesterday, Fang Fei had Hong'er leave the little sprite here, but he hadn't expected Hong'er's binding skills to be inferior to his. After the little sprite woke up, she was freed. Although this was forbidden territory, it was usually deserted, and unguarded. The little sprite escaped without triggering any of Fang Fei's traps. However, the Eagle King's mansion was heavily guarded, so she probably hadn't left yet.

But while the little sprite escaped, another person remained. The top courtesan of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, using the alias Lin Yujiao, was Princess Wang Mengjiao of the Great Xia Kingdom. After faking her death, she was placed in a room here. She had already dressed before her suicide attempt, and Hong'er had kindly covered her with a blanket when she placed her here. Only her pretty face was visible. Fang Fei,

accustomed to seeing her naked, suddenly found even her face beautiful.

A true pearl will never be tarnished. Even after being reduced to a brothel, she rose to fame within a year, becoming one of the five most beautiful young women in the capital, vying for recognition with daughters of noble families. Unfortunately, beautiful women often have tragic fates.

Despite her superior reputation, beauty, and talent, she couldn't escape her destiny as a prostitute. Her seemingly respectable facade of selling her art but not her body couldn't conceal the fact that she was being sexually abused by Fang Fei every night.

Looking at the sleeping beauty, Fang Fei couldn't help but think: He had promised Ai Nu he would marry a prostitute, and bringing her home was the best choice. She was beautiful, had a great figure, and a tight vagina. More importantly, she was very obedient now, and with her intelligence, Ai Nu would definitely be happy to see her. Since he knew she was protected by the evil energy of the Myriad Desires Technique, and had faked her death after a failed suicide attempt, he should wake her up. Should he take off her clothes first? Or should he? Fang Fei was always very careful. This time, he tied her up first, blindfolded her, and then put his hands inside her clothes, simultaneously using the Myriad Desires Technique and the Puppet Technique.

Wang Mengjiao awoke from her slumber, her whole body burning with desire. Again, she couldn't see, was bound, and had a pair of demonic hands ravaging her. Everything familiar made her involuntarily call out, "Master!"

Fang Fei feared his master like a tiger, never daring to raise his head when scolded by his master, but in front of Ai Nu, he acted obediently, making Ai Nu think he had returned to being an obedient and sensible child. But in front of Wang Mengjiao, he was a completely different person. He always vented all the anger he suffered at his master's hands on Wang Mengjiao.

This time, as usual, he lowered his voice: "I originally thought you were obedient and well-behaved, so I wanted to let you go, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful! Since you'd rather die than leave, then obediently continue to be my slave!"

After saying that, he picked up the whip again and began to lash her.

Wang Mengjiao was both ashamed and afraid. In her panic, she had no idea what to do. She quickly cried to her master that she had no face to go home and swore that she was willing to be her master's slave for life.

Fang Fei beat her, cursed her, and stripped her clothes off, quickly turning her into a large white sheep.

Wang Mengjiao had been trained by him for a long time and knew his temper. She let him beat and curse her, and kept saying things that would make him happy. Fang Fei used his finger to lift a thin, glistening thread from Wang Mengjiao's vulva, saying, "Good, well said. Repeat it again."

Wang Mengjiao pleaded tearfully, "This humble servant is willing to be my master's slave for life, to be my master's little bitch, to faithfully accompany my master forever. Please, master, hit me, scold me, fuck me as you please. I will listen to everything you say, and I will do everything you ask..."

Wang Mengjiao only hoped that Fang Fei would insert that finger into her vagina, becoming more and more pitiful as she spoke. Unfortunately, Fang Fei had no intention of inserting his finger. He patted Wang Mengjiao's snow-white buttocks and said, "Well said. You must remember what you said. From now on, come and be my slave!"

Then he took off his pants, preparing to fuck her.

It turns out that people with two kinds of true energy in their bodies, although they can cultivate the Slave Control Heart Sutra, have a fatal weakness.

That is, they can never recover their vital energy on their own. Ordinary martial artists, when their true energy is depleted and needs to be replenished, simply follow the techniques to draw power from all parts of their body and gather the regenerated true energy back into their dantian. However, Fang Fei's true energy is different. This innate true energy consists of two opposing yin and yang energies. If he were to rely on his own strength to recover it like an ordinary person, it would cause the true energy to fight each other again. This would not only fail to restore his energy but would also damage his body. Therefore, he cannot replenish his energy on his own, nor can he increase his true energy through personal cultivation like other martial artists.

Does this mean Fang Fei's true energy is a one-time thing? Even if his true energy is abundant when he masters the Slave Control Heart Sutra, it will still eventually be depleted. So how can he restore his true energy to its original state?

Although the question is difficult, the extraordinary Yuan Tang Farrell found the answer through inspiration from dual cultivation techniques.

This method of restoring energy in the Slave Control Heart Sutra is called "Borrowing Body to Restore Energy." Its principle is to manipulate the yin and yang energies within the body in a way similar to dual cultivation, thereby restoring true energy. Fortunately, because the two true energies share the same origin and body, there will be no loss during the fusion of true energies in dual cultivation. However, this method cannot be used alone; two bodies must be connected through dual cultivation. Furthermore, the true energies of the person being connected must be opposite to one's own true energies to be effective.

Normally, a man's true energies are yang energy, and a woman's are yin energy. However, Fang Fei, born with two true energies, faces a battle between yin and yang to determine who becomes the true energies. Only in the final battle between the two energies will the victor become the true energies. But the battle between the true energies is extremely dangerous. At this critical moment, using the natural energy transmission channels between the male and female bodies to transfer the fighting true energies is undoubtedly the fastest and safest method. To ensure his own survival, he must choose a woman as a scapegoat. However, a woman's body is entirely yin energy. At this moment, the balance of yin and yang collapses, and the yin energy within her body gains support, inevitably making her the final victor.

Another extraordinary individual with dual internal energy, John Farrell, was like this. He always believed himself to be a man, but after choosing a woman as a scapegoat and mastering the first level of the "Slave Control Heart Sutra," his internal yin energy was transformed into his natal true energy, rendering him neither male nor female. From then on, he could only practice with men, so the entire "Slave Control Heart Sutra" was filled with methods for penetrating men's anuses and mouths.

Even more ridiculous, John Farrell

, despite having slept with countless men, refused to admit he was gay. This eccentric fellow would constantly proclaim "I'm not gay" while penetrating the anuses of his male slaves. However, after unifying the southern barbarians, he began raising both male and female slaves. The large number of submissive female slaves allowed this physiologically homosexual, psychologically heterosexual man to finally regain some self-respect. Until later, he was killed by his prospective female slave, Feng Shitong.

Compared to him, Fang Fei was incredibly lucky. When he mastered the Heart Sutra, by sheer coincidence, he encountered Feng Shitong, a rare woman with yang energy within her body. Her yang energy, aided by Feng Shitong, flourished and ultimately triumphed over yin energy, transforming into his true essence. To restore his original energy, he could only find someone whose true essence was yin and use a body-borrowing method to recover—meaning he needed a woman. So he came and awakened Wang Mengjiao.

Fang Fei's hands barely touched her before he had Wang Mengjiao moaning wildly, her vulva wet as if drenched in rain. He then rubbed his penis, preparing to fuck her hard and restore his true essence. But he discovered that his incredibly virile penis from yesterday was now unable to get hard. Its small, shrunken shape made Fang Fei wonder if the large thing that had made his master cry was real. "

How did my penis get hard yesterday?" Fang Fei wondered, perplexed. He concentrated his strength on his lower abdomen, but his penis remained unresponsive. The newly learned technique of shrinking the penis was useless; it was already at its smallest size and couldn't shrink any further. Could it be because it hadn't been moistened with her juices? He recalled the first time his penis became erect, placing it at Wang Mengjiao's wet entrance and gently rubbing it. The glans quickly became covered in Wang Mengjiao's vaginal fluids, but still, there was no reaction. Fang Fei, having mastered the "Slave Control Sutra," could no longer use the "Yin-Yang Harmony Technique," so he could only try to squeeze the glans in a little, dipping it in the vaginal fluids, repeatedly, until Wang Mengjiao's fluids completely soaked his large scrotum and sparse pubic hair, but his penis remained limp.

This was a real hardship for Wang Mengjiao. She was extremely weak after waking from a state of apparent death, and Fang Fei was still hovering at her entrance without penetrating. She cried and begged, pleading for her master's mercy in fucking her. Unfortunately, Fang Fei couldn't get an erection; even if he wanted to, what could he do? After being jostled like that a few times, she lost her strength and fainted.

Turning her head, she saw Hong'er looking at her with a half-smile, and felt extremely embarrassed. So she pointed at the unconscious Wang Mengjiao and coldly said to her, "Send her back first. But I should also add someone to serve me in my room. I will go to Father in a while, and then go to Uncle Xu to get her registered and bring her over."

Chapter 12 Impotence Worries, Sister Helps (Part 2)

In the morning, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun shone brightly.

In the central courtyard of the Eagle King's Mansion, Fang Yuanying sat proudly in a chair. He was tall and handsome, and imposing. Although he had fought in the south and north for more than thirty years, the young general of the past still did not look old. Time had added maturity to his face, but it had not worn away his arrogance in the slightest.

Fang Fei handed a cup of tea to Fang Yuanying and said, "Father, you were right after all. That Lin Yujiao is indeed the Crown Princess Wang Mengjiao of the Great Xia Kingdom. Since she's a rare commodity and might be of great use in the future, we should secretly hide her away. Now that her fame is growing, she'll be discovered sooner or later if left out in the open. Why don't we give her to me? I'm short-staffed and need a female slave to serve me. What do you think?"

Fang Yuanying laughed, "I guessed you wouldn't come here to fawn over me for no reason. If you want a female slave, go ask for her yourself. Lin Yujiao is your Uncle Xu's precious treasure; he'd be heartbroken enough to give her to you for free. As for whether you can get her, that depends on your own abilities."

Fang Fei knew that without his father's permission, that old fox Xu Liu would never pluck a hair from his head, but despite his pleading for a long time, Fang Yuanying still refused to come forward. As the father and son were talking, Fang Yuanying's servant suddenly came to report, "Marquis Guo Datong of Nanxiong requests an audience."

Guo Datong was originally Fang Yuanying's household servant, but later followed Fang Yuanying in his campaigns, earning a marquisate for his merits. He could be considered one of the Eagle King's trusted confidants. Fang Yuanying waved his hand, signaling him to come in.

Guo Datong was slightly older than Fang Yuanying, with a dark, ruddy face. Fang Fei hurriedly served him tea, and Guo Datong bowed and said, "How could this old servant dare to trouble Fourth Young Master?"

Fang Yuanying said, "We're all family,

no need for formalities." Guo Datong sat down and remained silent. Fang Yuanying understood his meaning, so he dismissed the servants and told Fang Fei to close the door. Then he said to Guo Datong, "My son is old enough that there's no need for such formalities."

Guo Datong glanced at Fang Fei, still feeling uneasy, and said, "His Majesty has been ill for a long time, and although the Crown Prince is wise...

" "Bah!"

Fang Yuanying interrupted him, "You little bastard, you're getting more and more cunning! You can use the word 'wise' on any kind of scoundrel!"

Guo Datong chuckled, then frowned, "Master's words make a lot of sense. This scoundrel is indeed not a concern, but you have always looked down on the Crown Prince. This matter is not only known to this old servant, but His Majesty probably knows it even better. As the saying goes, 'When the birds are all gone, the bow is put away; when the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked.' Although Master has made great contributions to the country, this old servant is afraid that His Majesty is determined to let the Crown Prince sit on a stable throne!"

Fang Yuanying turned to look at Fang Fei and asked, "What do you think?"

Fang Fei acted like a good child and said, "Uncle Guo already has a plan, why should I bother?"

Although Guo Datong was older than Fang Yuanying, he came from the Fang family's servant background. Fang Fei naturally wouldn't call him "uncle," calling him "uncle" was already giving him enough face.

Fang Yuanying then looked at Guo Datong.

Guo Datong whispered, "In my humble opinion, Master should prepare early. If Heaven's will is unpredictable, rather than surrendering, it's better to fight! Although His Majesty is valiant, he's still a lingering corpse. With Master's abilities, there will surely be no danger."

Fang Yuanying turned to Fang Fei and smiled, "What do you think of this plan?"

Fang Fei shook his head and said, "How can I interrupt when Father and Uncle are talking?"

Fang Yuanying said, "Your Uncle Guo isn't an outsider, so please speak freely."

Fang Fei bowed slightly to Guo Datong and said, "This nephew is of limited talent and wisdom..." "Please forgive me, Uncle Guo, if I'm wrong."

He then turned to Fang Yuanying: "I discussed this matter with my third brother a few days ago. He said there are three strategies: superior, middle, and inferior. I'm not very knowledgeable, but I believe what he said is correct."

Fang Yuanying asked, "What are the three strategies?"

Fang Fei smiled and said, "Uncle Guo has already mentioned the inferior strategy."

Guo Datong asked in surprise, "How can this be the inferior strategy?"

Fang Fei said, "Please forgive my rudeness, Uncle, but this strategy is inherently difficult to succeed, and if it fails, it will inevitably lead to death and the extermination of the clan. What else could it be but the inferior strategy?"

Guo Datong secretly thought that the Eagle King's sons were all exceptionally capable, and perhaps they truly had another ingenious plan. So he asked, "Then may I ask, young master, what are the middle and upper schemes?"

Fang Fei pondered and said, "The world is vast; finding a place to stay isn't difficult. That's the middle scheme."

Guo Datong said unhappily, "What kind of middle scheme is that? Running away with your tail between your legs? The Eagle King has fought for the Tang Dynasty for half his life. Now that our nation is rising in power, he wants to run to another country? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock?" Fang Fei

shook his head... "It's better to escape than to die," Guo Datong said. "Unfortunately, the Xia Kingdom is our mortal enemy, the Zhou Emperor is weak, and the Ming Kingdom is far away. Other small countries are too small to contain a giant dragon, let alone withstand the Tang Kingdom's punitive expedition. As for other races, the elves and dwarves have always been xenophobic, and after the Battle of the Holy City, Father has already made all the elves gnash their teeth. The orcs have been in turmoil for many years, with constant warfare, making it no safe place. So falling into their trap is not an easy option."

Guo Datong thought to himself that compared to rebellion, escaping was ultimately easier, and could be considered falling into their trap. He began to anticipate the best plan and couldn't help but ask, "What is the best plan?"

Fang Fei looked extremely troubled and said to Fang Yuanying, "I can't say."

Fang Yuanying asked, "Why?"

Fang Fei shook his head and sighed, "This plan is ingenious, but I dare not say it." Fang Yuanying

said, "But speak freely." Fang Fei said

, "Since Father insists that I speak, then I will. A few days ago, Third Brother obtained a bottle of Heart-Corroding Powder.

This medicine is not only colorless and tasteless, but after taking it, one will die just like someone who has suddenly died of a heart attack, without any noticeable abnormality.

If Father can understand the Emperor's heart and take the first step, Third Brother can give this medicine to Father. And our Fang family will be worry-free, and Yun'er will inherit the title of Eagle King...

" "Ridiculous!"

Guo Datong was furious before Fang Fei could finish speaking, his black face turning purple. If it weren't for the fact that he was the Fourth Young Master, he probably would have hit him.

"Hahaha."

Fang Yuanying laughed instead. "You can go out now."

He waved his hand, and Fang Fei left.

Fang Fei walked out the door, pondering that his father's refusal to ask for a female slave must be a test. If he couldn't even get a female slave, he wouldn't be qualified to participate in important matters. With the emperor seriously ill, regardless of the future situation, his father would likely make that decision. Thinking of this future, he felt a sense of panic. He rubbed his face, then scolded himself for worrying unnecessarily. His father and third brother were ten times more intelligent than him; why was he worrying?

He had intended to go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but then he remembered that morning when his penis couldn't get hard no matter how much he rubbed it against Wang Mengjiao's vagina. Suddenly, he worried that this might be the legendary impotence! In his anxiety, he went to his sister's room first.

Fang Yu was lying on the bed. Seeing Fang Fei's pale face, she immediately frowned and said, "Hmm, you don't seem to have a qi stagnation problem today; you seem to have a deficiency of both qi and blood. What happened?"

Fang Fei then told his sister that his injuries had been healed by their master. Fang Yu was overjoyed. He called for Zijuan to fetch him some Yun Dan Fu Qi Pills while beckoning Fang Fei over.

Fang Fei went to his sister's bedside and was about to pull back the covers when the siblings started playing around again. Zijuan returned with the medicine and, seeing the two siblings arguing, hurriedly informed her master that the medicine was on the table before leaving.

Fang Fei finally managed to pull back the covers, only to find his sister's legs bare under the covers, wearing only a pair of panties. Without hesitation, he pounced on his sister and covered them both with the covers.

Fang Yu playfully punched Fang Fei's shoulder and said coquettishly, "I won't play around with you today."

"Mmm, mmm,"

Fang Fei replied. "Then I'll slip

away." With that, he shrank back under the covers.

Fang Yu felt his face pressed between her chest, moving down to her lower abdomen without stopping, and couldn't help but pat his head, saying, "Come on up!"

However, Fang Fei didn't come up; instead, he slid down her legs and emerged backwards from the other end of the covers. He sniffed and said, "Sister, are you having your period again?"

Fang Yu whispered, "Your nose is as sharp as a dog's. You know that, why are you saying it?"

Fang Fei leaned closer to her face and said, "There's no one else here, what are you afraid of? Eighteen, twenty, only twenty days, and this time it's still irregular." Her

little face was scrunched up, as if it were his own menstrual irregularity.

Fang Yu patted him and said, "Looking at you, you look like you haven't slept for days. Go get the medicine on the table and take it. This Yun Dan Qi-restoring pill is something I recently made; it replenishes both qi and blood, it's great."

Fang Fei took two pills and said to Fang Yu, "Don't make me vomit blood like last time. Since it replenishes blood, sister, you've lost so much blood, you should take some too."

Fang Yu blushed and said, "I've already taken it. The medicine I made for you last time was also very nourishing, but I didn't consider how weak you were, it was a bit too strong. It definitely won't be like that this time."

After taking the medicine, Fang Fei ran to the other end of the bed, pulled the blanket back a little, and revealed his sister's two white little feet. He held his sister's small feet in both hands, gently massaging them, and said, "The medicine you prescribed last time worked quite well, and it made me feel better after spitting out a little blood. Now I'm all better, and I'm strong enough. I can carry you anywhere you want to go! In a few days, on a nice day, we'll go to Wangxu Peak in the east of the city to watch the sunrise. You haven't left the house since your second brother left. This time, you don't need your eldest or second brother to carry you; I can carry you up by myself."

Fang Yu watched her younger brother vigorously massaging her feet, but she couldn't feel him massaging them at all. Thinking of her increasingly weak legs, she said, "It's wonderful that you're better now. Eldest brother, second brother, and third brother are all heroes. Only we're two good-for-nothings, even Yun'er is better than us. We're always together, it's been a laughingstock for a long time. Now that you're better, don't keep coming here. Work hard on your martial arts, and bring some honor to the Fang family. Having a good-for-nothing like me is enough."

Fang Fei massaged her legs upwards, pressing down to her sister's thin knees, pressing his face against them, saying, "Sister, you're not good-for-nothing! You used to be as strong as third brother! It's all my fault, if it weren't for me...

" Fang Yu said unhappily, "Here we go again, always bringing up that incident. Aren't you ashamed? I am! If you

say it again, I won't talk to you anymore." She then made a face, "Like Ai Nu, I won't talk to you anymore! Let's see what you do then."

Fang Fei tossed his head and said, "Ai Nu is very obedient now, she listens to everything I say."

"Oh, this is truly a strange tale,"

Fang Yu laughed, then, in a high-pitched voice, imitated Fang Yuanying's voice, saying, "Slaves are dogs. You bastard, you can't even tame a dog, how can you be worthy of being my son? Men, drag her away and give her fifty lashes. As for that fierce slave, I suppose you don't want her anymore. Give her three hundred lashes first, then send her to my Eagle Soaring Army to be a military prostitute!"

Fang Fei pounced on her, pinning down her sister, "You're bringing up my shame again! It's been years, why are you still bringing it up?"

Fang Yu retorted sarcastically, "You're probably the only one who's ever taken lashes for a slave." "That's enough! How embarrassing!"

Fang Fei tugged at his sister's blanket, reminiscing, "If I hadn't received three hundred lashes, Ai Nu wouldn't be so obedient. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have cared about another three hundred lashes!"

Fang Yu laughed, "You're exaggerating! You passed out after two hundred and fifty lashes!"

Fang Fei retorted, "They added another hundred lashes later, so I received a total of over three hundred and fifty lashes without uttering a sound. Even Third Brother said I was amazing!"

It turned out that Fang Yuanying always governed his family with the same discipline as the military, with a strict hierarchy and clear rewards and punishments. Although he wanted to spare Fang Fei's life and show leniency by not giving him all three hundred lashes at once, he still had to give him more lashes later, adding over fifty more to show that no one could disobey the family rules.

Fang Fei rolled around on his sister's quilt, saying, "I've already talked to Father. I'll go back to the ancestral home at the end of the year. I'll go back with Ai Nu then, so Father won't punish us, and I can openly be filial to Ai Nu."

He then looked at Fang Yu, "You should come with me too. The Eagle King's Mansion will belong to Yun'er sooner or later, and Yun'er's mother is so awful. If you stay here, you can't walk, and she'll definitely bully you. Why don't you come with me?"

Fang Yu pouted and said, "Who wants you!" Chapter
13 Impotence Worries, Sister Helps (Part 2)

The siblings chatted idly for a while, then Fang Fei suddenly remembered the purpose of their visit and said, "Sister, do you know what it means when a man's penis can't get hard?"

Fang Yu whispered, "What are you talking about? You're shameless in front of me, always trying to provoke me with these dirty words. Can't I teach you a lesson?"

Fang Fei leaned closer to her face and said, "Sister, what are we afraid of between us? Besides, this isn't something for others to discuss. Let me tell you, my penis, my penis..." "I can't get it up."

Fang Yu stared blankly at Fang Fei for a long time, her mouth agape. "So, you mean you're impotent?"

Fang Fei looked distressed. "I'm afraid of that too. Sister, can you check if it's true?"

Fang Yu said shyly, "No way! A few years ago, when I was studying medical books, I couldn't understand what a man's penis looked like. I wanted to see your little penis, but you wouldn't let me. Now that you're impotent, you want to show me? Who cares!"

Fang Fei pleaded, "Sister, please!"

He begged and pleaded. Seeing how pitiful he looked, and fearing he might really be in trouble, Fang Yu blushed and said, "Come here!"

Knowing his sister was willing to help him, Fang Fei quickly moved to her side, placing his hands on his waistband. But then Fang Yu said urgently, "No! Don't take your pants off!"

"Then what should I do? Sister, you can't just abandon me!"

Fang Fei asked.

Fang Yu looked left and right, mustered her courage, and suddenly slipped a delicate hand into his crotch, saying, "Don't move!"

Fang Fei felt his sister's hand trembling nervously inside his crotch. That slightly cool little hand moved forward along his lower abdomen for a long time before finally grasping his penis.

Fang Yu touched his penis, then his testicles, and back again, repeatedly for a long time. She didn't say a word, but her face grew increasingly red.

Fang Fei waited for a long time before asking, "Sister, how is it? Is it impotence?"

Fang Yu replied shyly, "How would I know? I've never touched this thing before, Zijuan hasn't grown, and the corpses Father gave me were all female corpses."

"Ah?"

Fang Fei exclaimed anxiously, "Then I let you touch it for nothing!"

Fang Yu hurriedly pulled her hand away, angrily saying, "Who wants to touch you!"

Fang Fei grabbed her hand and said, "No, no, sister, you must help me. I don't want to be impotent!"

Fang Yu hesitated for a moment, looking at her brother's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but think: I originally studied medicine hoping to save him. Besides, he's my brother, so it's not a big deal for him to take a look. So she turned her head and said, "Then take off your pants and let me see."

Fang Fei was about to take them off when Fang Yu said urgently, "Don't rush, go and close the door first."

Fang Fei had no choice but to close the inner room first. As he closed the door, Zijuan poked half her head out from the outer room and looked at Fang Fei from afar, saying, "Fourth Young Master, why are you closing the door?"

Fang Fei said while closing the door, "I want to whisper something to my sister, don't listen."

Zijuan stuck out her little tongue and said, "Who cares!"

She turned around and went back to the outer room.

After closing the door, Fang Fei took off his pants in front of his sister, revealing his penis and scrotum.

Fang Yu turned her head, but covered her face with her hands, peeking at her brother's penis through her fingers. After a while, she pointed at Fang Fei's penis and laughed, "So cute, but that scrotum in the back is too ugly!"

Fang Fei pouted and said, "I'm impotent, and you're still laughing at me, sister!"

Fang Yu immediately said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let sister see."

She gradually grew bolder, gesturing for Fang Fei to sit beside her on the pillow. She then grasped his penis, pulled back the foreskin, and revealed the purplish-red glans. After observing it for a while, she said, "Come closer, let me take a closer look."

Fang Fei quickly sat closer, his penis almost touching Fang Yu's face. Fang Yu carefully examined and touched it for a long time, saying, "Your little penis has good blood circulation, and the muscles are normal. Moreover, it's purplish in color, firm and resilient, exceptionally strong. It looks like the huge, hard penis that only strong men in medical books possess..."

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed, and she added, "Although it looks so small now, it really doesn't look like impotence!"

"But, I really can't get it hard!"

Fang Fei lamented.

Fang Yu frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I remember the medical book said that this thing isn't something you can just get hard on your own. You need enough stimulation. For example, having a woman help you."

Fang Fei remembered that he couldn't get hard even with Wang Mengjiao's vaginal fluids that morning, and his master was waiting for him to recover his true energy so he could go back and help him. He became depressed and said, "Stimulation won't help. I'm afraid it's really not going to work. Sister, help me."

Seeing her brother so upset, Fang Yu thought to herself, "My brother and I are the closest. If I don't help him, who will?" So she blushed and whispered to him, "Go to my bookshelf and get the book at the very bottom, the one at the very back."

Fang Fei went over and took out the book. He saw a line of large characters on it: "100 Ways to Regain a Man's Virility." He opened the book and found it filled with erotic pictures.

Fang Fei moved closer to his sister's bed and whispered to Fang Yu, "Sister, is this also a medical book?"

Fang Yu snatched the book and said, "Of course it is."

However, she lacked confidence and added, "At least, I thought it was when I bought it."

The two opened the book, which depicted women posing in various seductive positions. Indeed, any woman posing in the positions described would arouse a man's virility.

Fang Fei looked at the pictures and teased, "Sister, let's try it, how about this one?" Fang Yu looked at the picture

; the woman was sticking out her buttocks and sticking out her vagina, begging to be penetrated. She immediately retorted angrily, "Go to hell! I'm trying to help you, and you're playing tricks on me." Fang Fei quickly tried

to appease her. Fang Yu then told him to bark like a dog to atone for his sins. Then she flipped through the book again and again, pointing to one of the pictures and saying, "At most, I'll let you try this one." Fang Fei

looked at the picture his sister pointed to; the woman in the picture had her mouth wide open, sucking on a man's penis. The annotation next to it said something about hesitating, going back and forth, and so on.

Fang Fei asked doubtfully, "This is my pee, how can I put it in my sister's mouth?"

Fang Yu flicked his penis hard and shouted, "You wish! Of course I'm not going to suck it. Go and call Zijuan in. She's already engaged, so it's not appropriate for her to try anything else with you. At most, she'll help you with this."

Fang Fei said anxiously, "No, no, how can I let Zijuan know about this? If she finds out I'm impotent, she'll laugh at me to death. Sister, please!"

Fang Fei pressed close to Fang Yu and begged her repeatedly, actually hoping his sister would find a way to cure him. Unexpectedly, Fang Yu misunderstood, thinking Fang Fei was asking her to suck his penis herself. She struggled internally for a long time before finally saying shyly, "If I wasn't afraid you were really impotent, I wouldn't have tried this on you. Close your eyes, and we'll follow the instructions."

Sister really wants to suck it for me? Fang Fei was stunned, and quickly sat on the pillow, bringing his penis to Fang Yu's mouth. Fang Yu hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head and gently took the small penis into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue for a long time without any effect, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Although Fang Fei couldn't get an erection, his penis felt very comfortable being held in his sister's mouth like candy. After a while, he suddenly remembered that before leaving this morning, his master had taught him a method to restore his true energy by inserting his penis into other men's vaginas. However, the method recorded in the "Slave Control Manual" seemed different from what his master had taught him. The method in that manual should be performed through the anus or mouth!

It turned out that John Farrell, who became neither male nor female after practicing the "Slave Control Manual," could only practice dual cultivation with men because the yin energy in his body had become his life essence. Since he couldn't follow the orthodox path, he could only study these unorthodox methods.

He used his penis to insert into other men's anuses or mouths to perform the function of borrowing bodies to restore his true energy. He had recorded all his years of experience in homosexuality in the "Slave Control Manual." Feng Shitong, being a woman of her stature, immediately saw through the situation, knowing that unorthodox methods couldn't compare to the natural way of energy exchange between men and women. Therefore, before Fang Fei left, she only taught him the method of using a woman's vagina to replenish his energy and restore his vitality.

Following his master's method, Fang Fei knew it would be the easiest. However, his penis wouldn't get hard that morning, making it impossible to penetrate Wang Mengjiao's virgin vagina. Although he had read the *Yu Nu Xin Jing* (The Manual of Controlling Slaves), the effect was vastly different from Feng Shitong's; he had only skimmed through it hastily, remembering very little. In his haste, he thought that if he couldn't penetrate, it was all over, forgetting there were other methods. Now, facing his sister quietly, he remembered.

"Sister, stop sucking. It's okay if I can't get hard; help me recover my true energy first,"

Fang Fei said hurriedly to Fang Yu, vaguely recalling the method of replenishing energy through the mouth.

Fang Yu sucked and licked her brother's penis for a long time, but it still wouldn't get erect, causing her concern for him. Hearing that he practiced a strange martial art that could restore one's vitality, but required a woman's help, Fang Fei, though unaware of the specific technique, immediately agreed.

Fang Fei considered that, given the current length of his penis, the only place in his sister's mouth where true energy could easily circulate was under her tongue. He had his sister place his penis under her tongue and began using the method of borrowing a body to restore vitality.

Fang Yu felt a slight warmth slowly seeping from Fang Fei's penis under her tongue into her body, circulating through her limbs and meridians. After a while, the warmth dissipated, and a slight coolness emanated from the penis, circulating again. This cycle of hot and cold energy was quite comfortable.

Her body was now in the opposite position to Fang Fei's; his penis was inside her mouth, but he was outside the covers, his head resting beside her buttocks. Fang Fei's large scrotum was pressed against her face, and many of his sparse, curly pubic hairs fell onto her lips.

Although Fang Fei was her younger brother, having her face pressed against a man's genitals still made her feel incredibly embarrassed, and she involuntarily closed her eyes. Fang Fei focused on his internal energy, remaining silent, while Fang Yu, with her small mouth sucking his penis, was also unable to speak. In this quiet environment, Fang Yu fell asleep first.

Fang Fei, of course, was not impotent. He and Feng Shitong had fought for half a day, and although his illness had healed and he had obtained his master's virginity, and his mastery of the Subjugation Sutra was beginning, his body was still weak from years of neglect and desperately needed rest. However, before he had fully recovered and his energy was greatly depleted, he returned to the Feng Prince's mansion in the middle of the night for a second round of battle with his master, ultimately exhausting all his essence and true energy to save her. If it weren't for his exceptional talent, he and Feng Shitong would have perished long ago. But he was still not satisfied; after breakfast, he went to have sex with Wang Mengjiao. At this point, even a man of iron would be unable to get an erection, let alone someone so young and with his essence and energy depleted.

At this moment, he inserted his penis into his sister's mouth, using the Body Borrowing Restoration technique. His true energy gradually gathered in his scrotum, and his essence slowly recovered. Exhausted for two days, he fell asleep with his sister. Fortunately, the Body Borrowing Restoration technique could be used automatically even in his sleep, without hindering his recovery. With

his essence slightly restored, the artifact, Mustard Seed Sumeru, which had been restrained by the clash of energies, regained its vitality. Nourished by Fang Yu's saliva, it began to stir restlessly.

When Fang Yu woke up, she felt her mouth was completely blocked, a hard, hot thing stuffed under her tongue, pushing it against her palate. It was so uncomfortable! Opening her eyes, she saw that her brother's small penis had transformed into a monstrous object, its end submerged in her mouth.

Ah, so big! Could this be an erection? Mmm, so hard, it really is hard! Seeing that her younger brother was alright, Fang Yu was overjoyed. She turned her head to look at his face, but saw that he was sleeping soundly, so she couldn't bear to disturb him.

She wanted to spit out his penis, but felt its warmth emanating from it, circulating within her body, making her feel incredibly comfortable. She thought her brother must be practicing some strange martial art, so it was best not to interrupt. Although her face flushed red again, she kept his penis in her mouth, not spitting it out. But after waiting for a long time, Fang Fei didn't wake up, and her saliva continued to flow from his large penis. She tried to use her tongue to cover the saliva, but his penis completely filled her mouth, leaving no room for her tongue to move. After trying for a long time, she could only repeatedly rub her brother's hot glans.

Asleep, Fang Fei naturally didn't know his sister's tongue was rubbing his glans; he was dreaming. In his dream, he was on top of his beautiful master again, and his master was smiling gently, not scaring him at all. She spread her long, slender legs, letting his large penis penetrate her tender little hole. Master's little hole is so tight! Fang Fei dreamt again that his master had an orgasm, her vagina gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid that flowed down his legs. Suddenly, a thought flooded his mind: I should orgasm at the same time as my master!

Unaware that he was about to wake from his erotic dream, he instinctively thrust his hips forward, trying to achieve the same result as his master. Fang Yu, with Fang Fei's penis in her mouth, felt her brother's penis swell even larger. She turned her head slightly, adjusting her position, but the large penis suddenly thrust forward, ruthlessly penetrating her mouth!

"Ugh...ugh!"

Fang Yu lay on her side on the bed, unable to dodge. She didn't understand what was happening. Her brother's large penis continued forward after filling her mouth, plunging all the way to the back of her throat, trembling.

Fang Fei groggily awoke, feeling his penis in an incredibly comfortable position, uncontrollably ejaculating thick streams of semen. So good! So good! The afterglow of the orgasm made him thrust a couple more times. His penis trembled, pouring all the semen deep into his sister's throat.

Master's pussy is so beautiful! Wait, this feeling doesn't feel like Master's pussy. Fang Fei suddenly felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw no Master, only his poor sister whose mouth was firmly blocked by his big cock, making muffled sounds. Her pretty face was flushed, whether from being unable to breathe from his cock or from shame, it was hard to tell. Tears streamed down her watery eyes.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

As soon as Fang Fei pulled his cock out, Fang Yu coughed violently.

"Sister, are you alright? I..."

"You bastard! Cough! Cough! You actually peed in my mouth! Cough! See how I deal with you!"

Fang Yu's face was covered in tears, whether from choking or genuine crying, it was hard to tell. She ignored Fang Fei's words and hugged his buttocks.

Fang Fei knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to resist, but then his sister lowered her head and bit his big cock!

"Sister, spare me! Ah—"

A scream rang out, and Fang Yu released her grip. Fang Fei looked down at his penis; although the Mustard Seed Sumeru Artifact wouldn't be injured by such an attack, it still bore a row of deep teeth marks.

Fang Fei endured the pain, supporting his sister and patting her back, saying, "Sister, I'm sorry, do you want to spit it out?"

Fang Yu coughed until tears and snot streamed down her face, and Fang Fei hugged her as she dry-heaved on the bed for a long time, finally saying with a mournful face, "I swallowed it all by accident, I can't spit it out."

She paused, then asked, "But why don't I smell your urine? It smells strange instead?"

"Sister, this isn't urine,"

Fang Fei said sheepishly.

Fang Yu's big eyes darted around, and she suddenly realized, "Could it be that you had a wet dream?"

Fang Fei didn't speak, just grinned foolishly.

Fang Yu grabbed his penis and angrily said, "You bastard, how dare you give me your wet dream to eat! I won't let you get away with this!"

Fang Fei quickly grabbed his sister's hand and teased, "Sister, male semen is good for your complexion, you should eat some."

"Pah, pah, pah, you should eat it yourself!"

Fang Yu grabbed him and was about to push him down onto the bed.

Fang Fei felt that since his old illness was cured yesterday, he was much stronger than his sister. So he secretly let loose, allowing his sister to successfully knock him down. After his sister thought she had won, she began to counterattack.

The two of them started playing around on the bed again, but this time, unlike their previous playful antics, Fang Fei was naked.

Chapter 14 A Qin Like Weeping, A Beauty Like a Dog (Part 1)

Explanation Regarding the Protagonist's Personality Issues Some readers have said that the protagonist's personality is a bit inexplicable. I have carefully reviewed the protagonist's behavior after his appearance in my story and feel that I may need to explain. Comrade Lei Feng once said, "Treat comrades with the warmth of spring, approach work with the fervor of summer, sweep away individualism like autumn leaves, and be as ruthless as winter towards enemies." This shows that even a saint like Lei Feng had a cruel side. If even a saint is like this, how much more so should my protagonist, an ordinary spoiled brat? Therefore, my protagonist treats different people completely differently.

Actually, when I first started writing this article, my idea was not to introduce the protagonist's personality or describe his psychology, but simply to let the reader understand what kind of person he is through his actions in various events. Because I felt that if I really wrote it, this article would definitely be quite long. The protagonist is the central figure throughout the entire article, the juncture of all events, and I have enough words to indirectly reveal his personality, thus avoiding a direct description. My desired effect was that after reading the story, readers would exclaim, "So that's what kind of person he is!"

rather than saying, "I knew he would do such a thing!"

Now, it seems that this idea was clearly wrong. The most captivating element of an article is its protagonist. If the protagonist fails to shine even after tens of thousands of words, the readability of the story suffers significantly. Coupled with a slow-burn narrative—a decent opening that's either adequate or utterly lacking in substance—this directly contributes to the story's obscurity and difficulty to read.

Of course, if it were only this, the story would simply be about the protagonist's lack of prominence. While a problem, it's not a serious one. Unfortunately, because he's the protagonist, I've developed a rather complex personality, including some overpowered abilities that clearly exceed his age. Furthermore, during the narrative, before fully developing one aspect of his personality, I immediately jump to another, making him seem somewhat like a neurotic child.

Regarding Fang Fei's personality, readers have pointed out that I've portrayed him as obedient, wicked, cold-blooded, fearful, and exhibiting maturity in certain situations. I think these descriptions are quite apt, and exactly what I intended to convey. Unfortunately, the effect hasn't met expectations. Some readers haven't found it appealing; instead, they've found it strange. This is purely a matter of the author's expressive ability. Just like the same event, one person's writing is touching, while another's is melodramatic. My purpose in writing this is to improve my writing skills.

My current understanding of the protagonist is as follows: He's currently just a big kid who hasn't fully grown up; his personality hasn't fully developed, and all his actions are influenced by his environment. This influence primarily comes from three people.

The first is Feng Shitong. She's a strict, eccentric, exceptionally capable master who genuinely cares for her disciple. With such a demanding master, the disciple will inevitably possess traits like being observant, compliant, unwilling to confront authority, respectful of teachers, adherent to sectarianism, and excellent.

The second is Fang Yuanying. He's arrogant, snobbish, familial, reckless, and disregards others. With such a demanding father, the son is likely to possess similar traits.

The third is Ai Nu. She hopes Fang Fei's life will be guided by order, kindness, and love. Fang Fei has spent the most time with her and has been most deeply influenced by her. However, because of her low status at home and the fact that the elves' ideas were incompatible with the corrupt and decadent aristocratic environment in which Fang Fei lived, Fang Fei now thought that this approach was useless. But because he did not want his beloved slave to be harmed, he had no choice but to use this approach to coax her.

The combined influence of these three individuals shaped Fang Fei's current personality: observant and perceptive, outwardly compliant but inwardly calculating (the interplay of compliance and arrogance); a strong sense of sectarianism and familial loyalty; occasional recklessness (compliance combined with audacity); and a disregard for others (except for loved ones). However, deep within him lies a hidden kindness and love, deliberately suppressed and forgotten by his conscious mind.

Another significant influence is his upbringing. The complex relationships within his large family made him mature earlier and adept at self-deception. His aristocratic education, particularly in etiquette and language, allowed him to appear mature in public. In a hierarchical society with stark differences, he inevitably possessed a nauseating sense of superiority, leading him to despise those of lower classes. This hierarchical society's influence on his differential treatment of people might seem unbelievable to some, but I believe it's understandable.

Just like Huo Qubing in historical records, "When he joined the army, the emperor sent the imperial kitchen to provide him with dozens of cartloads of food. Upon his return, the cartloads were overflowing with leftover grain and meat, while some soldiers were starving. When he was in the borderlands, the soldiers lacked food, some unable to even stand, yet

the General of the Cavalry was still playing polo." This is typical of the behavior of aristocratic sons. Many people might think that a general who doesn't care about his soldiers would definitely not win a battle, but in fact, he was an unparalleled general who won every battle.

To be honest, I really dislike aristocrats. But there's no way around it; as a pseudo-rationalist, I have to resort to this tactic to maximize my advantages. However, Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and Emperor Taizu of Song were all absolute second-generation rich kids, and it's not surprising that second-generation rich kids save the world.

So, if you understand my character setting for the protagonist, his current behavior shouldn't be hard to understand. The protagonist is still very young, and in front of Feng Shitong, he acts like a dutiful grandson, out of fear of his strict teacher. Like a child's behavior towards a teacher at school, only this teacher is more perverse. In front of Ai Nu, he acts like a child who has made a mistake in front of their parents, pretending to be obedient and ingratiating.

But in front of Wang Mengjiao, he is completely unrestrained, displaying the image of a wicked and mischievous child without any pressure. Due to the social status of female slaves, Fang Fei's behavior is like a farm child bullying his own chickens and ducks—not too outrageous. When I was a child, I often abused and killed our family's chickens and ducks. Of course, if my mother found out, I would get scolded. So, when I killed them, I would throw them far away so my parents wouldn't find out.

Some people might say that humans and chickens and ducks are different, and it's impossible to make such a comparison. I think those who think this way probably find it hard to understand the setting of my status as a female slave being equivalent to a dog. Because I haven't described this in detail, and everyone lives in a society where everyone is equal, it's hard to imagine, right? Actually, there should be similar plots later in the story, such as the importance placed on family, the politeness towards nobles, the contempt for commoners, and the cruelty towards slaves. Of course, you can say this is impossible, but please don't forget this is a fantasy novel. If it were possible, martial arts and magic would be impossible; otherwise, what would I write?

The protagonist's methods of training women were learned from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. When training Wang Mengjiao, he was simply applying what he learned on the spot, like a first-grader who can recite 300 Tang poems—not because he's inherently smart, but because he was well-taught. Now, aside from his beloved slave, he doesn't care about his other slaves at all. Did you care about your neighbors when you were little? You only remember your parents. This has little to do with whether he's inherently evil or cold-hearted.

I think these are the protagonist's personality traits as described by a reader: fear, obedience, evil, and cold-heartedness. There's also the maturity he displays in certain situations, which probably refers to Fang Fei's conversation with his father. This is typical etiquette cultivated through aristocratic education, like a child being taught to greet adults. His reactions in front of outsiders are mostly a result of his aristocratic upbringing, a superficial shell, and have little to do with his actual maturity. However, if unexpected circumstances arise, he might reveal his true colors. If that happens, don't assume he's gone schizophrenic again.

As for those three plans, it doesn't mean he's matured. As you've all seen, these plans were all suggested by his third brother.

He merely agreed with them. I was just building up hype for his third brother's appearance; he was just a mouthpiece.

Besides, do you really think a mature person would reveal those three plans to outsiders? However, as time passes, Fang Fei will naturally transition from feigning maturity to genuine maturity. This process is gradual.

I haven't actually explained these points in the text. I apologize; I didn't intend to explain them, hoping to convey them through the writing. Unfortunately, my writing is too poor to express them clearly, causing some readers confusion. Now, I'll explain, hoping those who enjoy reading will understand. I want to continue the plot now because, as it stands, the story is stuck in limbo, progressing much slower than I expected. Therefore, I won't revise the previous text; I'll focus on getting the story started first. I'll revise the manuscript from scratch once my writing improves a bit.

Also, I have to say, because I've been writing so slowly—almost 100,000 words and still haven't gotten anything out of the way—I'm going to speed up the plot, cut out all the setup and go straight to the level-up. Uh, I can't help it, my "beauty-obsessed" syndrome is acting up, I can't wait, so I've cut out all the earlier plot

points and gone straight to the later ones

. Anyway, the plot might be a bit fast. Since this is practice, it has to be enjoyable for me to write. Let the protagonist level up quickly first! ＊ ... Now that the beauty has reappeared, these men began to surround her, showering her with concern. Wang Mengjiao directed her guards to stop these young masters, ignoring everyone, and slowly sat down alone on the stage. Her identity as a princess of an enemy country had been exposed, leaving her unable to die, and now she was back in a brothel, her future uncertain, her heart filled with sorrow.

She casually played the zither, and an old tune, "Nostalgia," flowed from her fingertips. The mournful sound stirred the deep sorrow hidden in the hearts of countless people, making them unable to control themselves and causing them to feel heartbroken. Fang Fei sat in a private pavilion on the second floor of the stage. The music made him think of his master, whom he had almost caused to die, and wondered how he would be punished next; he thought of his father's grand plan, wondering if it would succeed, with the lives of his entire family hanging in the balance; he thought of his beloved slave, who had been imprisoned for so many years, feeling so wronged; and he thought of his sister's leg, which might never heal. Xu Liu, the owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with slightly graying hair, sat opposite Fang Fei. Seeing Fang Fei disturbed by the music, he couldn't help but sigh. Compared to the Third Young Master, who never showed his emotions, the Fourth Young Master was still a bit too naive. At Xu Liu's feet were three beautiful women. Although they were not as stunningly beautiful as Wang Mengjiao, they were still incredibly pretty. They had delicate features, exquisite figures, rounded buttocks, and beautiful faces. Any man who saw them would be captivated, yet these three beauties were completely naked, wearing only dog collars around their necks and a fluffy dog tail inserted into their anus. Though beautiful, their behavior was nothing like a human's; they squatted there like puppies, tongues lolling out, looking quite adorable. They were the renowned, exquisitely beautiful dogs of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It was said that among beastmen, the female dogs were the most obedient, making them the most comfortable female slaves. However, these creatures were too ugly. So, since the dog tribe was ugly, why not train beautiful women to be as obedient as dog women? Such trained women would be beautiful dogs. Of course, this is just one explanation for the origin of beautiful dogs. In reality, dog tribes are rarely seen in human kingdoms. Most people training beautiful dogs didn't refer to dog women, but rather to real domesticated dogs, teaching them to crawl, stick out their tongues, and bark like dogs. This practice was most common in the Tang Dynasty, but truly training a woman to be exactly like a dog was no easy feat. At first, those who kept "beautiful female dogs" were mostly just indulging in a fashionable pursuit; they'd find a beautiful woman, occasionally mimic the dog's movements, and put on a show. However, as the popularity of "beautiful female dogs" grew, idle nobles began to compete. This trend intensified, until eventually, the nobles couldn't live without dogs. There's a saying in the Tang Dynasty: "Commoners compare money, merchants compare treasures, officials compare slaves, and nobles compare dogs." This means that the common people, this unambitious class, simply compared who had more money. When it came to wealthy classes like merchants, everyone had so much money they couldn't count it all. So, instead of comparing money, they compared treasures. Whoever had the best collection had face. Then came the powerful officials, who amassed countless treasures through years of extortion. But comparing treasures was too vulgar; they preferred to compare the beauty and endurance of their female servants. Finally, for nobles, regional lords, having a group of beautiful and docile female servants was not unusual. Having a few effeminate female dogs was the real fashion. When nobles met, they often compared whose female dogs were the most obedient, compliant, and stylish. In this environment, many brothels offered female dog training services. Among them, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion's female dogs, trained to be the most dog-like, obedient, and stylish, won unanimous praise from the nobles. Of course, the training price here was also the highest. Although the quality of the female dogs produced by the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was unquestionable, there were still differences in quality. These three beautiful female dogs were the finest among the female dogs at Xiaoxiang Pavilion, only brought out by Xu Liu to entertain distinguished guests. He whistled at them, and the three dogs crawled towards Fang Fei like dogs. The first one, the fastest, crawled and licked Fang Fei's feet; the second, slightly faster, squatted down with its paws together like a dog, nibbling at the hem of Fang Fei's clothes and circling around. The third, unable to get close to the other two, could only bark at Fang Fei and then roll on the ground.

Fang Fei disliked Xu Liu. But all the virgins he used to absorb yin energy from were provided by Xu Liu, so he had to deal with him often and pretend to admire him greatly. He asked for Wang Mengjiao several times, but Xu Liu blocked him each time. He had no choice but to change the subject, gently patting the pretty face of the female dog that was biting his clothes, and said, "Uncle Xu, every time I see your female dogs, I have to admire them. They are just like real dogs, without the slightest difference." Xu Liu laughed and said, "That's natural. The female dogs produced by our Xiaoxiang Pavilion are fundamentally different from those from other places. Because their training philosophy is to make women like dogs, while our philosophy is to make women completely like dogs. A few days ago, the son of the Duke of Jingxi even said that the female dogs I trained can't sing. What a joke. My training is to make them believe from the bottom of their hearts that they are dogs, and never believe that they are human beings. How could there be dogs that can sing in this world?" Fang Fei nodded hurriedly and said, "That's true. Only you, Uncle Xu, understand the highest level of training female dogs.

Not only female dogs, but your ability to train women is unparalleled in the world. You taught me a few tricks over the years, and those women have all listened to them." "That's enough. Especially Lin Yujiao, how arrogant she was when she first arrived, but now she's been tamed completely." Xu Liu knew he was about to go around in circles asking for someone again, so he interjected, "To be honest, my dear nephew, Lin Yujiao is one of the best dog slave materials I've ever seen in my life. It's a pity that she's been in your hands for the past two years, and she's only learned a little bit of basic slave etiquette. It's such a waste. Speaking of training beautiful female dogs, your father, Eagle, is my kindred spirit. Back in the day, we... Hehe, let's not talk about the past." He lewdly chuckled. Then she added, "Speaking of which, over the years, you've killed countless promising young women in our establishment. Luckily, the Goddess of Light has protected her, and Lin Yujiao is still alive; otherwise, Xiaoxiang Pavilion would have collapsed. Alas, Xiaoxiang Pavilion has nearly a thousand people, and I have to take care of supporting them all by myself. It's truly difficult! Business isn't good these days. Lin Yujiao is our top courtesan, my darling. You can play with her if you want, but you absolutely cannot take her away. In ten years, when business improves, I will definitely train her to be the best in the world." "One of my female dogs, how about I offer it to my nephew with both hands?

In ten years, what a joke, ten years! By then her cunt will be fucked raw." Fang Fei gritted his teeth in hatred, but still smiled and said, "How could I trouble Uncle Xu to train the female dogs for me? I can train them myself."

The three beautiful female dogs, with their round and white buttocks sticking out, frolicked around Fang Fei. In the past, when Fang Fei met Xu Liu, Xu Liu would also summon several naked, top-quality female female dogs to accompany him. But at that time, his penis could not get hard, so he could only look at and touch them like cats and dogs. Although he knew everyone came to the brothel to have sex with women, he didn't understand what was so great about it. Only after his two encounters with his master did he realize how pleasurable it was to have sex with a woman.

Now, seeing three beautiful female dogs, not only gorgeous but also wriggling around with their buttocks swaying, their vaginas clearly wet and eager to be fucked, he couldn't help but savor the memory of his master's vagina, his heart beginning to stir.

The Mustard Seed Sumeru was indeed a divine artifact; despite having ejaculated in his sister's mouth after recovering his energy that afternoon, seeing so many naked female dogs now made him erect again. Fang Fei's penis hardened, and his lust intensified. He thought that even if he fucked two bitches, his love slave wouldn't know, so he could take this opportunity to use his body-borrowing recovery technique to recover. Since this was a brothel, there was no need for formalities. So he casually grabbed a female dog and placed her in front of him. While spreading her thighs, he began to pull down his pants.

Xu Liu, seeing Fang Fei taking off his pants, laughed, "It seems my nephew has grown up. Your Uncle Xu isn't very capable, but he knows how to train them." "Just a woman. Lin Yujiao has an innate noble air. I won't rest until I've trained her into the most despicable and lewd beauty dog. Nephew, you may not know, but your Uncle Xu is the current successor of the Zhehua Sect. Originally, our sect was unparalleled in both martial arts and training techniques, but since my grandmaster's generation, our martial arts have gradually declined. But when it comes to training women, not to brag, but if our sect claims to be second, no one dares to claim to be first. What a pity! Alas!"

Fang Fei was fiddling with the beauty dog's wet vulva. Although he had only fucked his master, he had seen quite a few holes. This female dog's hole was tight and slippery, clearly indicating that she was not only extraordinary herself, but had also undergone rigorous training, guaranteeing to satisfy any kind of man. As Fang Fei explored the beautiful woman's vulva, he asked, "Is there anything regrettable?"

Xu Liu replied, "My Flower-Picking Sect has always been a one-lineage sect, but unfortunately, I haven't found a successor yet. Before I know it, I'm old, and my sect's unique skills will probably end with me."

Fang Fei used a simple technique, making the beautiful woman bark incessantly with just one finger. After the woman finished barking, he asked, "Aren't Master Zhang, Master Li, and Master Chen all your disciples? The other day, Master Zhang taught me the 'Heart-Soothing Massage Hand,' and I used it on my sister. She said it felt very comfortable."

Xu Liu said disdainfully, "Those guys only learned a little bit, how can they be considered my disciples? My true skills have yet to be passed on. The successor of the Zhehua School must not only be intelligent, but also possess a 'masterpiece' (a term used to describe a man's impressive physique). However, although there are many people in the world, those with such a 'masterpiece' are extremely rare. In all these years of running this brothel, I've only found three disciples with such a 'masterpiece,' but unfortunately, some are dead, and some are impotent, and none of them can inherit my school's skills."

Fang Fei's mind was completely focused on the beautiful dog in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what Xu Liu was saying. After casually saying "oh," he took off his last piece of clothing, revealing his penis.

Xu Liu saw Fang Fei's penis and suddenly his eyes lit up. His intuition told him that there was something strange about this penis. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Fang Fei didn't give him the chance. He flipped the beautiful dog onto her back, and with a leap, his large penis plunged into the female dog's wet hole.

Chapter 15 A Qin Like Weeping, a Beauty Like a Dog (Part 2) As soon as

his penis entered the hole, Fang Fei felt that although this beautiful woman's vagina had been trained by secret methods and was most adept at catering to men, it was far inferior to his master's inexperienced, tender vagina, which gave him the ecstasy he felt. Fang Fei thrust in and out of the female dog's vagina. Although he was enjoying it immensely, he still felt that his master's vagina was more comfortable for him. Although this female dog's vagina was tight, compared to his master's, it was like a wide, open road. While he was fucking the female dog, he secretly used the method of borrowing a body to restore his vitality, but he found that this method was very difficult to operate in the woman's body.

It turned out that the male penis and female vagina were natural energy channels. When a man ejaculated, he would inevitably release some true essence into the woman's body. Due to the difference in true essence, allowing foreign true essence to enter the body was very dangerous.

Of course, those who practiced dual cultivation techniques were an exception. Therefore, if a woman had not been affected by any dual cultivation techniques and was often attacked by men, her vagina would naturally develop a resistance. Just as dams are built in areas prone to flooding, this resistance spontaneously defends against the invasion of foreign true energy, protecting the woman. This is an instinct that has allowed women to survive throughout history, automatically generated by the body and unaffected by conscious will.

Fang Fei was able to so easily master the first level of the "Slave Control Heart Sutra" because Feng Shitong was a virgin, tender and defenseless, allowing his true energy to easily penetrate her. But women who have been with ordinary men are different. Although ordinary men don't release much true energy during ejaculation, these women, stimulated by foreign true energy and without the protection of dual cultivation techniques, will spontaneously build dams within their vaginas to prevent invasion. If a woman has only had relations with one man, her resistance will be weaker because her body already knows the magnitude of each "flood" and won't take any further defensive measures. As for the female dogs trained by Xu Liu, they've entertained countless distinguished guests. It's important to understand that every man's yang energy is different, meaning each flood is different, and various situations will arise, naturally causing the dams to rise higher and higher. Having endured various forms of mixed yang energy stimulation, these female dogs' resistance was bound to be strong. Therefore, Fang Fei's attempt to use them to help him recover his energy was not easy.

Xu Liu, across the table, intently watched the point of their union. He saw that when Fang Fei pulled his large penis out, it had thickened considerably. Just as he was about to examine it more closely, it was thrust back in. Xu Liu glanced down at his enormous scrotum, thinking, "Good heavens, this kid's genitals are extraordinary!" He immediately moved closer to examine the point of their union.

Fang Fei looked at the beautiful female dog's hole beneath him. Although it wasn't as good as his master's, it was still aroused, as cute as a pet, naturally making the thrusting increasingly pleasurable. Suddenly, Uncle Xu moved closer to watch him fuck the woman, his face almost touching Fang Fei's lower abdomen. He was both surprised and suspicious, and couldn't help but stop and ask, "What's wrong, Uncle Xu?"

Xu Liu, drooling, said, "Nephew, pull it out for a moment, let me see your penis."

Fang Fei, confused, pulled his penis out.

Xu Liu stared intently at the penis, not flinching as the semen splashed onto his face when it was pulled out. Once it was completely withdrawn from the female's vagina, he immediately reached out a thin, bony hand and grabbed the large penis.

Fang Fei was horrified and screamed, "Uncle Xu! What are you doing?"

Xu Liu ignored him, tightly gripping his penis and vigorously wiping away the semen, excitedly exclaiming, "What a magnificent instrument! I've never seen anything like it before!"

Having his penis held and vigorously rubbed by a man was something Fang Fei, at such a young age, had never experienced. He hurriedly pushed Xu Liu away. Xu Liu, however, was unperturbed, excitedly saying, "Nephew, please wait a moment, I'll excuse myself!"

With that, he turned and left.

Fang Fei felt a chill run down his spine, looking at his penis that Xu Liu had touched with remorse. Did this guy have some kind of perverted fetish? The thought made him feel unclean himself. He rinsed it with a cup of tea, but still felt uneasy. Not wanting to wipe it with his hands, he had a sudden inspiration: let these female dogs' vaginas clean my penis!

He grabbed another beautiful female dog, spread her legs, and thrust inside. Although thrusting in and out of this female dog's vagina was quite comfortable, it was far less wonderful than his master's. After thrusting for a while, he felt that the "borrowing life force" technique was difficult to apply in this female slave's body, and his penis was almost completely cleaned by the female dog's vaginal fluids. So he switched to a third one and continued thrusting.

As Fang Fei thrust, he thought: "These three female dogs that Uncle Xu has treasured are not only beautiful and charming, but their vaginas are also unique. But none of them can make me feel like I'm in heaven the moment I penetrate them, like my master's vagina. If I were fucking my master's vagina now, her vaginal opening would definitely grip my penis, making my thrusting even more pleasurable."

Moreover, my true energy flowed freely within my master's body, unlike these three. Even when I used my full strength to borrow their bodies and restore my true energy, the recovery speed was much slower than when I was inside my sister's mouth. Fang Fei recalled his master's vagina, and his penis became three degrees harder. He couldn't help but increase his speed, using the full power of the Sumeru Mustard Seed technique, making the beautiful female dog whimper incessantly.

This third female dog was clearly not trained enough; after being fucked for a while, she lost her voice and stopped whimpering like a puppy, instead howling "ah ah." It seemed that although this beautiful female dog was beautiful, she hadn't been trained for long enough to develop her full canine nature.

Just then, Xu Liu came in with a small, yellowish-black notebook covered in sticky fluid, shouting, "Found it! Found it! If I'm not mistaken, nephew, this isn't any of the Ten Famous Instruments, but the legendary Mustard Seed Mount Sumeru!"

Xu Liu gesticulated wildly as he described the characteristics of the Mustard Seed Mount Sumeru. Fang Fei listened with skepticism while fucking the little bitch beneath him. Soon, the little bitch had several orgasms, and Fang Fei gradually couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating into the little bitch's vagina. After ejaculating, he only pulled his penis halfway out, leaving the other half inside the female dog's vagina, stubbornly using the "borrowed body to restore" technique, gently rubbing it.

Xu Liu stared wide-eyed at his penis, excitedly saying, "It really doesn't go soft after ejaculating! It really doesn't go soft after ejaculating!"

Fang Fei was filled with regret; he should have known better than to fuck these bitches, having been watched by that perverted Uncle Xu the whole time!

His large penis awkwardly teased the female dog's vagina, unsure whether to continue.

Xu Liu looked at Fang Fei as if he were seeing a long-lost son. He lewdly said, "Nephew, I see you have extraordinary talent. Would you be willing to join my Flower-Picking Sect?" Fang

Fei felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Xu Liu's gaze. He thought to himself, "This dead gay man who masturbates others, why would he want me to join his sect? To get gay?" He immediately replied, "Uncle Xu, how could you forget? My master is the Phoenix King. I swore an oath when I was three years old to be his disciple for life, to respect him as a sovereign, to serve him as a mother, to be loyal to him as a dog, and to obey him as a slave. How could I possibly switch to another's sect?"

Xu Liu immediately explained that Fang Fei's becoming his disciple would not require betraying the Phoenix King, and no one else would know. Fang Fei thought to himself, "You wretched old man, you're not even as good as a hair on my master's head. How could you be my master?" He immediately said that he would only have one master in his life and would never become a disciple of anyone else, righteously and sternly refusing the offer.

When Xu Liu saw that Fang Fei refused, he proposed to unconditionally transfer Wang Mengjiao's slave status as a gift for entering the household.

Seeing Xu Liu suddenly become generous, Fang Fei became suspicious. Although he desperately wanted to take Wang Mengjiao home, he repeatedly said that Wang Mengjiao was Xu Liu's heart and soul, and he couldn't part with her.

Xu Liu tried to persuade him for a long time, but seeing that Fang Fei was unmoved, he sighed and said, "To tell you the truth, my Zhehua Sect has a sworn enemy called the Fuhua Sect. Like my Zhehua Sect, they are a single-lineage sect. They only accept disciples with exceptional skills. Our two sects have a duel every fifty years."

Fang Fei laughed and said, "Uncle Xu, you're really interesting. I can't help you with your duel."

Xu Liu said, "You don't know, this duel is not an ordinary duel, but a battle of bedroom arts."

It turned out that Xu Liu had been seriously injured by his enemy many years ago, rendering him unable to have sex and unable to participate in the duel. In recent years, he had been searching for a disciple with exceptional skills to inherit his mantle. But the more anxious he was, the less he could find one. Three years ago, he finally found another one, but unfortunately, the introductory mental cultivation method of the Flower-Picking Sect was too difficult. This kid actually practiced the introductory method incorrectly and became impotent. With the day of the duel approaching, he thought he was bound to lose, but then he suddenly saw Fang Fei's divine weapon and was naturally overjoyed.

"You want me to participate in this duel for you?"

Fang Fei was overjoyed. You wouldn't give me a female slave when I asked you for one, but now you want me to help you just because you're giving it to me? No way. You should know that although Fang Yuanying and Xu Liu had known each other for many years and their friendship was quite deep, he still couldn't see through him. So when Fang Fei came here, Fang Yuanying always gave him many instructions not to offend this person. So Fang Fei said, "I really want to help Uncle Xu, but my master has done me a great favor, and I really can't, nor can I bear to, take another master."

Xu Liu asked helplessly, "I wonder what school the Phoenix King belongs to?"

Fang Fei's penis was still deeply embedded in the female dog's vagina, trying his best to use the body to recover, although the effect was not great, but he refused to pull it out, only saying, "My master's famous martial arts are hereditary, and she has learned a lot of different styles, combining the strengths of many schools. It can't be considered a sect."

Xu Liu laughed and said, "So, my dear nephew, you only have a master, but no sect?"

Fang Fei nodded, not knowing what he was up to. But then Xu Liu asked, "So, my dear nephew, if you don't become my disciple, you'll help me?"

Fang Fei replied, "Uncle Xu and Father are like brothers. Your affairs are my affairs, it's just a pity..."

Xu Liu interrupted him smugly, "No pity. You don't need to become my disciple, you just need to join my sect! That way you won't betray your master, and you can join my sect to help. Let's settle this."

Fang Fei was speechless for a moment, saying, "But..."

Xu Liu said, "I'm old and childless. If you join my Zhehua Sect, everything I have will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Fang Fei's eyes immediately lit up. What was going on? Had a windfall fallen from the sky?

In the Tang Dynasty, the order of succession for nobles was first legitimate son, then illegitimate son, first son, then daughter, first eldest son, then youngest son. That is to say, inheritance depended on whether the child was born to the principal wife, and then on whether it was a boy.

Fang Yuanying had only married his principal wife ten years ago, Princess Changning, Li Xiuxin. Li Xiuxin gave birth to a daughter, Princess Lanling, Fang Yun. Fang Yun was the first in line to the title of Eagle King. Following her were Fang Fei's eldest, second, and third brothers. Fang Fei was the fifth in line to inherit the Eagle King's title, only higher than his sister. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Eagle King's fortune would never fall into his lap.

Since he couldn't inherit the title, being a wealthy man was still a good option. Xu Liu was such a wealthy man. He and Fang Yuanying each owned half of the capital's largest brothel. How could Fang Fei not be tempted by such an easy opportunity to obtain everything from Xu Liu? He immediately said, "I've only just entered the brothel; how can I accept such a grand gift!"

Seeing his immediate change of heart, Xu Liu happily laughed, "No problem, no problem. Nephew, today is an auspicious day. I'll have someone prepare your initiation ceremony."

Fang Fei was overjoyed at receiving such a great benefit and laughed, "It seems I must trouble Uncle Xu."

After agreeing with Xu Liu, Fang Fei felt uneasy. Xu Liu was never one to let others take advantage of him.

Yet now, with just a few words, he had made him the young master of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion; it felt like a conspiracy was at play.

Looking at Xu Liu's expression, he clearly had the look of someone ready to fleece him. However, after thinking it over, he didn't feel like he would suffer any loss. Perhaps, Uncle Xu was really getting old and wanted to entrust the family business to someone else. He told himself this, but he felt that this explanation didn't make sense.

Seeing that Fang Fei still had his penis inserted into the female dog's hole, Xu Liu said, "Nephew, you are now the young master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. You can play with them whenever you want. Now you can save some energy so that you can focus on the upcoming initiation ceremony."

Fang Fei asked in confusion what the initiation ceremony was about, but Xu Liu smiled and said that he would find out in a while. Fang Fei also felt that using such women to recover his true energy was too slow. At this rate, he probably wouldn't recover even half of it in three days. So he pulled out his penis, put on his pants, walked to the window, and looked at Wang Mengjiao, who was sitting quietly playing the zither in the main hall of Yuyin Hall. 10-15
Chapter 16 Talented Scholar and Beautiful Woman, Love at First Sight (Part 1)

At this moment, Wang Mengjiao perfectly matched the ancient poem: Her hair was like flowing green clouds, and her face was as beautiful as a flower. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her fingers like delicate spring onions. Fang Fei's penis hardened again at the thought of this stunning beauty before him—the very same female slave who had crawled and knelt countless nights, calling out to her master, begging, moaning, and finally being brought to orgasm by his fingers. The

zither music was poignant and melodious, captivating the listener. The player herself was breathtakingly beautiful, mesmerizing everyone present. The only flaw was the mournful tone of the music, making her seem like a small flower battered by a storm, as if about to be crushed.

Just then, the sound of a flute rose from the audience. The flute swept away the gloom of the zither music, using a cheerful melody to probe, resonate with, and tease it. Wang Mengjiao couldn't help but glance at the audience and saw a young man standing among them, his charisma outstanding, like the bright moon eclipsing everyone else's brilliance. He had striking features, with sharp eyebrows and flowing white robes. Holding a jade flute, he leaned against a pillar, playing with complete concentration.

Wang Mengjiao saw the young man and was startled: Who was he? He was incredibly handsome. Even those self-proclaimed dashing young noblemen in the audience seemed to be mere background figures. Not only was he handsome, but he also played the flute beautifully. Could he be the one she had heard about before? If it really was him, how wonderful it would be to marry such a man and be trained by him every day… Alas, I'm being lewd again, indulging in such wild thoughts. I'm no longer that princess; now I'm just a slave prostitute. How could I be worthy of such a handsome and dashing man?

Wang Mengjiao's heart stirred with desire, and her zither music gradually blended with the flute music. Soon, the zither and flute music rose and fell, like butterflies chasing each other among flowers, swirling and playing, echoing each other. The music at that moment was like a ray of sunshine, dispelling the unhappiness in everyone's hearts and making them feel that the sky had cleared, the wind was gentle, and the flowers were quietly blooming in the sunlight.

Fang Fei, however, frowned and asked Xu Liu, "Who is this flute player?"

Xu Liu replied, "He is one of the Four Great Talents of the Capital. Even if you don't know him personally, you must have heard of him."

Although Fang Fei rarely went out, the name of the Four Great Talents was widely known. Everyone in the capital, young and old, knew that among the younger generation, the most beautiful women were the Five Little Beauties, and the most talented men were the Four Great Talents. If a man was not moved by the Five Little Beauties, he had a physiological problem; if a woman was not moved by the Four Great Talents, she had a psychological problem.

But Fang Fei was quite dissatisfied with these two rankings: his eldest sister was the most beautiful of the five, and it was only right that she was ranked first among the five women. But his older sister was clearly even more beautiful, but because she never went out, she was unknown, which made the list look less than perfect. It was truly unfair. The Four Great Talents were even more infuriating. In terms of both martial arts and intelligence, the third brother, Fang Yi, should have been second. Yet he was ranked last among the Four Great Talents. It's baffling what those two had done to deserve being ranked above him.

Especially this young man in front of him, although he was very handsome, Fang Fei felt uneasy seeing him exchanging glances with Wang Mengjiao. That flute music was clearly trying to seduce his female slave! This typical pretty boy didn't seem like someone with any real skill. He tapped on the window, his face drawn, and asked, "Is this Li Si?"

Xu Liu shook his head.

If it wasn't Li Si, then it must be Lin Feng. Fang Fei said disdainfully, "Didn't they say Lin Feng had nothing but the Autumn Water Sword? Since when can beggars enter the Xiao Xiang Pavilion?"

Xu Liu laughed, "Young Master Lin is the champion of our Xiao Xiang Pavilion's poetry competition, so he was given special permission. I heard that my nephew is also skilled in the zither, why don't you join in the fun?"

Fang Fei, hearing the two of them playing the zither and flute together so harmoniously, was already in a bad mood and shook his head, saying, "I'm just a novice. Let them finish quickly."

Hearing this, Uncle Xu beckoned a servant over, whispered a few words, and soon the music stopped. Wang Mengjiao stood up and said to everyone, "Yujiao has just recovered from her illness and cannot stay long.

Please excuse me." She looked tenderly at Lin Feng, nodded, and thanked him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng, unlike his usual carefree self, shouted, "Miss Lin, please wait!"

He quickly put his flute into his robes, walked to the bottom of the stage, and with a somersault, lightly leaped onto the stage.

What was the usually unrestrained Young Master Lin up to? Everyone was puzzled and discussed among themselves when they saw him suddenly jump onto the stage.

However, the guards on the stage could not stand idly by. Several of the guards who were nearby immediately stepped forward to stop him when he suddenly appeared, two of them even brandishing long swords. As the number one brothel in the capital, Xiao Xiang Pavilion's guards were undoubtedly excellent.

However, when Lin Feng saw them rushing towards him, he did not dodge or avoid them. With a flick of his sleeves, the guards who came towards him were pushed aside before they even touched his clothes.

At this moment, the head waiter on duty at Xiaoxiang Pavilion was Jiang Jie, whose Iron Sand Palm technique was quite famous in the area. Seeing the sudden turn of events, he immediately stepped between Wang Mengjiao and Lin Feng, launching a palm attack at Lin Feng. Lin Feng immediately countered with his own palm, meeting Jiang Jie's Iron Sand Palm with a slightly pale hand. The two palms collided, producing a crisp sound. Lin Feng didn't budge at all, while Jiang Jie was knocked back seven or eight steps, almost falling off the stage.

Although Jiang Jie was in a sorry state, he still shouted, "Young Master Lin, are you going to act so arrogantly here just because you're skilled in martial arts?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "I just wanted to say a few words to Miss Lin."

Seeing that Jiang Jie, the Iron Sand Palm user, had been knocked back with a single palm strike, the other guards dared not attack again. Lin Feng slowly walked up to Wang Mengjiao, gave a slight bow, and said, "My name is Lin Feng. I apologize for my rudeness, young lady. But the music you played just now was so poignant that I couldn't contain myself. I wonder if you can trust me?"

Wang Mengjiao, seeing such a handsome young man, couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill and had been wondering who he was. Now that she knew he was Lin Feng, even her usual composure couldn't hide her joy—she hadn't expected

Young Master Lin to come up and speak to her. Just as men inevitably talk about the Five Beauties, women often mention the Four Great Talents.

It's well known that Lin Feng came from a poor family and suffered greatly, yet he was bold and never gave up. After receiving extraordinary skills from a mysterious figure, he became invincible and quickly became a prominent figure in the Tang Kingdom. However, he lacked status and background, so even after becoming famous, powerful figures still looked down on him. Furthermore, his arrogant and unrestrained nature repeatedly offended powerful enemies. Despite his growing number of enemies, he remained unfazed, his Autumn Water Sword undefeated.

Because of this, the people of Tang unanimously considered him the second most outstanding young man of his generation.

Wang Mengjiao, naturally, often heard her sisters talk about him. So she smiled and said, "Young Master Lin's reputation for chivalry is widespread; how could Mengjiao not believe it?"

Lin Feng looked into Wang Mengjiao's watery eyes, his gaze filled with deep affection, and said, "Miss Lin, for many years I have been searching for someone worthy of my lifelong love. Today I finally know, that person is you. Miss Lin, if you don't mind, I am willing to protect you with my life, so that you will never have to live in fear again, and so that you can live a peaceful life."

These words caused a stir among the audience. Lin Feng, who always considered himself aloof and ranked second among the Four Great Talents, had actually confessed his love to Wang Mengjiao! And it was love at first sight! This would definitely be the biggest news in the capital tomorrow.

The young men in the audience cheered, "Young Master Lin and Miss Yu Jiao are truly a match made in heaven!"

Some booed, "Who would have thought the cold-hearted Young Master Lin would be so aroused!"

Others laughed wildly, "Young Master Lin, your lines are so cliché!"

Still others shouted, "Young Master Lin, quickly redeem Yu Jiao from her servitude!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mengjiao's face immediately flushed red. She lowered her head and said, "Yu Jiao is but a woman of the night; how could I dare accept such favor from you, sir?"

Lin Feng did not reply. He suddenly stepped forward and embraced the beauty.

Wang Mengjiao was suddenly embraced. Before she could struggle, she was overwhelmed by Lin Feng's strong masculine scent, and her inner desires were instantly ignited. She let out a soft moan and fell into Lin Feng's arms. With

the warm jade in his arms, Lin Feng immediately kissed the beauty's flower-like lips.

Wang Mengjiao was kissed on the lips, feeling his fiery breath, yet powerless to resist. Looking at his handsome face so close, coupled with his intense lust, her heart was stirred. Young Master Lin was a man of exceptional talent and skill, both in literature and martial arts. If only she could be with him forever… um, Young Master Lin's tongue…

Lin Feng was about to deepen the kiss when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind him. A hidden weapon? He released the beauty, turned around, and caught it easily—a teacup.

It turned out that although Fang Fei was still young and inexperienced in matters of the heart, he had spent two whole years training Wang Mengjiao, always feeling that she was nothing more than a toy. But in reality, no matter how young a man is, touching such a beautiful woman every day would generate a strong possessive desire. This possessiveness, if intense, would deepen into affection. That day, Fang Fei heard her recount her past, learning she was a princess of the Great Xia Kingdom, and wanted to let her go home. Although it was a momentary act of compassion, it was also influenced by two years of lingering affection. At that moment, he saw Wang Mengjiao being embraced from the second-floor window, and an inexplicable fire ignited in his heart.

In a moment of panic, he threw the teacup he was holding down.

Looking at the teacup in his hand, Lin Feng chuckled inwardly at the man's terrible aim! He didn't even bother to lift his head, continuing to gaze deeply at Wang Mengjiao, and said, "Miss Lin, would you be willing to be with me?"

How could Wang Mengjiao not like a handsome young man like Lin Feng, who was both talented and skilled in martial arts? But when she thought of him as a refined and elegant scholar from the capital, while she was a wanton prostitute, her heart sank, and she could only say, "How could Yu Jiao be worthy of you, sir?"

After saying this, tears uncontrollably fell.

Seeing that the beautiful woman didn't refuse him, but instead shed tears, Lin Feng smiled and took her hand, saying, "I understand your heart, my lady."

He turned to the crowd below and said, "All of you here are my witnesses. I, Lin Feng, swear to marry Miss Lin in this life. If I betray you, may this cup be my witness!"

With that, he smashed the teacup at his feet, shattering it on the floor.

This statement shocked everyone. They had all thought Lin Feng was just playing around, putting on a show of a talented scholar teasing a beautiful woman.

Even if he could really redeem Wang Mengjiao, he would only pamper her as a concubine. They never expected him to say such a thing. "Marry a slave as a wife! Young Master Lin actually wants to marry a slave as a wife!"

"He's just joking, right? Nobody's serious."

"Young Master Lin is crazy!"

"Young Master Lin is really joking, it's hilarious!"

In the Tang Dynasty, the principal wife held a highly respected position within the household. Unlike the concubines and slaves kept and enjoyed by nobles and wealthy individuals, the wife was the mistress of the house. No one could marry only one wife. Of course, a successor could be found after the death of the first wife. The emperor's principal wife was the empress, while the principal wives of other men were simply wives in their households. Noble families would never send their daughters to be concubines; only marriages where the daughter became the wife could be considered a legitimate union. Both nobles and commoners were extremely cautious in choosing wives. Except for marrying the emperor, marriages were always carefully considered to be between equals. A noble marrying a commoner, or a commoner marrying a maidservant, would invite ridicule.

Despite this, Tang law allowed one to marry a maidservant. However, one could never marry a female slave. Slaves were either serious criminals or prisoners of war. The law stipulated that they would never have human status and would only be considered property belonging to others. Furthermore, their descendants would be slaves for generations, unless they were children of their master. Because female slaves are always merely the property of their masters, holding the same status as their pet dogs, marrying a female slave is like marrying a pet dog—not only laughable but also never accepted by the world.

Although Wang Mengjiao's beauty and talent captivated countless people, she was ultimately a slave. Lin Feng openly announced his intention to marry her in front of everyone, speaking with such sincerity; how could everyone not be astonished! Wang Mengjiao stared at him in disbelief, unable to believe it was true.

While Lin Feng was making his impassioned vow, Fang Fei had already reached the bottom of the stairs. Seeing Wang Mengjiao's hand being held, he was even more furious. If the other party were Li Si, one of the Four Great Talents, he would certainly have been mindful of the other's status. But considering that the other party was Lin Feng, a commoner, he felt there was nothing to fear. He blurted out, "Let go of your claws! This woman is mine!"

Wang Mengjiao saw a thin, small boy come down from upstairs and suddenly say this, with the owner standing behind him. Suspicious, she asked, "Young master, do we look like complete strangers?"

It turned out that although Fang Fei had been to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion many times, he wasn't there for anything good. And being young and weak, he naturally wouldn't flaunt his presence like others. Therefore, he only interacted with Xu Liu and his ilk. Wang Mengjiao, after all, was just a prostitute, and her eyes had been blindfolded during her training, so naturally she wouldn't recognize him.

Fang Fei was even more furious when Wang Mengjiao interrupted, and immediately lowered his voice, saying, "You slut! You have no place to speak here." As soon as he

lowered his voice, Wang Mengjiao immediately recognized him: Could this child be my master? Impossible! How could my master be so young! During her training, she had always wondered what kind of person her master would be. In her mind, her master must be an extremely lewd middle-aged or old man who practiced evil magic and was adept at manipulating women. Seeing Fang Fei so thin and pale, she couldn't believe it.

But who else could it be but her master who said such things in this situation! Now that her master already knew her identity, and appeared in front of everyone in the hall, what did he want? Recalling the various methods her master had used to train her, she felt a chill in her heart, and her hands trembled.

Chapter 17 Talented Scholar and Beautiful Lady, Love at First Sight (Part 2)

Lin Feng saw that although Fang Fei was dressed beautifully and had a grand presence, his steps were unsteady, and his martial arts skills were obviously not high. He didn't understand why Wang Mengjiao was trembling, but he gripped her hand tightly and said, "Miss Lin, don't be alarmed. There's nothing to be afraid of incompetent playboys."

Among the four great talents, only Lin Feng was of commoner origin. He was always arrogant and despised nobles who bullied others, so he said whatever came to mind. However, Wang Mengjiao broke free from his hand and stepped aside.

Lin Feng, assuming Wang Mengjiao was shy, turned to Fang Fei and said, "Oh, whose child is this, running around here playing? This isn't a place for children. Go back quickly, your mother is calling you home for dinner."

This caused a burst of laughter. Fang Fei angrily retorted, "This woman is my slave girl! Get as far away as you can!"

Although Fang Fei's words implied he was Wang Mengjiao's master, no one believed it was true. A famous courtesan like Wang Mengjiao, even if she were only deflowered, would cause a sensation, let alone be bought entirely; it was impossible for no one to hear about it. Everyone turned to look at Xu Liu behind Fang Fei. Although

Xiaoxiang Pavilion was actually shared equally between Xu Liu and Fang Yuanying, Fang Yuanying, being a prince, wouldn't let anyone know he ran a brothel, so everyone assumed Xiaoxiang Pavilion belonged solely to Xu Liu. In their eyes, Xu Liu's words were the only truthful and credible statement.

Lin Feng stepped forward and asked, "Boss Xu, I'd like to buy Miss Lin. Please name your price."

Xu Liu shook his head and said, "Miss Lin is not for sale. Please forgive me, Young Master Lin."

Lin Feng talked to Xu Liu for a long time, but Xu Liu insisted on not buying her.

Fang Fei was furious to see Lin Feng trying to sell Wang Mengjiao and kept egging him on from the side, saying, "Of course you can't sell her! A poor wretch like you, can you afford her?"

Lin Feng was enraged by his commotion. He glanced at Fang Fei, then rushed to his side and grabbed his collar.

This guy actually wants to attack me! Fang Fei knew something was wrong when he saw Lin Feng approaching. He hurriedly kicked Lin Feng in the chest with his left foot. At the same time, his right hand reached into his robes, preparing to take out his whip. Because of his poor health, he had only ever practiced martial arts superficially since childhood, and only his whip, which he had used for many years, was still somewhat effective. His true energy had recovered somewhat, but his past experiences of fighting with true energy had instilled in him the habit of carefully considering every use of his true energy.

The incident happened so suddenly that he naturally didn't think to use his true energy. But now that he was healed, the kick he unleashed felt better than ever before. "

So I can kick with such power too!"

he thought. But before he could even savor the feeling, his ankle suddenly tightened. Lin Feng's hand gripped his left foot like an iron clamp, the ease with which he grasped not a powerful kick, but a feather falling from the sky. Seeing his left foot so easily caught, Fang Fei was startled but remained calm. In an instant, his right leg lifted off the ground, aiming straight for Lin Feng's face.

The Mandarin Duck Consecutive Kicks! This was a refined move from the Flowing Cloud Whip Technique. Originally intended to lure the enemy with the whip, it was used to suddenly launch both legs, concentrating all the power in the legs to launch a series of attacks on the enemy's center, killing them with fast and ruthless strikes. In the past, after practicing this move, Fang Fei would immediately collapse from exhaustion, needing to catch his breath before continuing. Because this move was so difficult to master, he had spent a considerable amount of time on it to please Feng Shitong. Although he hadn't yet lashed out with his whip, his old ailment had healed, and his swift, wind-like leg technique was beginning to show its power. Most people would have no choice but to retreat.

Unfortunately, his opponent was no ordinary person, but Lin Feng, one of the four most renowned talents in the capital. Fang Fei's first kick was caught, and when he tried to kick again, Lin Feng didn't even change his grip. Everyone only saw a blur before Lin Feng's eyes, and he had both of Fang Fei's feet in his hand.

How could this be! Although Fang Fei knew he was no match for him, he couldn't believe he had been defeated so easily.

Lin Feng easily lifted him up by his feet. Xu Liu cried out anxiously, "This is the fourth son of the Eagle King! Young Master Lin, you mustn't harm him!"

Lin Feng shuddered upon hearing this. The Eagle King's son? He immediately laughed and said, "I'm just teaching this arrogant little brat a lesson!"

He grabbed Fang Fei by the waist and said, "Say 'I'm a dog' three times, and I'll let you go."

Fang Fei immediately said, "What do you want me to say? I didn't hear you clearly, repeat it again!"

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly; this kid was quite clever. If he repeated himself, wouldn't that be admitting he was a dog?

How could he let such a superficial trick happen? He immediately raised his knee and forcefully struck Fang Fei in the stomach, saying, "Don't try to play tricks on me!"

Fang Fei cried out in pain from the impact. He never expected Lin Feng to be not only highly skilled in martial arts but also so unreasonable, attacking without warning. He thought to himself: The difference in skill between us is so great; being stubborn will only make me suffer, and only heroes and fools do things that are pointless. My third brother can be the hero; I'm not going to be the fool.

Immediately, he cried out, "I'm a dog! I'm a dog! I'm a dog!"

Lin Feng sighed inwardly: He's supposed to be Fang Yuanying's son, yet he's so spineless, a disgrace to his father. Luckily, his third brother isn't such a coward. He casually tossed Fang Fei aside, sending him flying several meters before he crashed off the stage.

Seeing Fang Fei humiliated, Xu Liu had to feign anger, saying, "Young Master Lin, what do you think Xiaoxiang Pavilion is? You think you can just fight and cause trouble here? This is the capital, do you think there's no law?"

At this moment, seven or eight skilled guards from Xiaoxiang Pavilion arrived. These men, like Jiang Jie, were all well-trained martial artists. It was thanks to them that ordinary people dared not act recklessly in Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Unfortunately, Lin Feng was no ordinary person. Although surrounded, he seemed not to see them, striding towards Xu Liu, saying as he walked, "Boss Xu, don't be impatient, let's talk this out."

He said "talk it out," but he walked quite fast. Seeing him approach Xu Liu, the guards pounced.

Lin Feng laughed, "If you gentlemen want to spar at this time, I can't keep you company. I have important matters to discuss with Boss Xu."

Almost as soon as he spoke, Lin Feng launched a lightning-fast attack on each of the guards. His speed was unbelievable. In the blink of an eye, all the surrounding guards were forced back. Xu Liu turned around, ready to escape, but Lin Feng grabbed his hand. "What are you up to, Mr. Xu? I haven't even finished speaking."

Xu Liu's wrist was grabbed, and seeing that Lin Feng was about to use force against him, he could only smile and say, "I suddenly remembered I have something important to do, Young Master Lin, please excuse me."

Lin Feng put his arm around Xu Liu's shoulder and said, "That's perfect, we can settle this in a few words, it won't delay Mr. Xu's important business. I want to redeem Miss Lin

, how much silver would be appropriate, Mr. Xu?" Xu Liu smiled awkwardly, "Young Master Lin, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you, but Miss Yu Jiao is not for sale at our Xiaoxiang Pavilion. How can money buy someone like her?"

Lin Feng tightened his grip on Xu Liu's shoulder, and Xu Liu cried out in pain. Lin Feng said, "Since Mr. Xu has something urgent, why waste everyone's time? If Mr. Xu is unwilling to sell, there are other owners who are willing to sell, don't you think?"

This was said subtly, but Xu Liu certainly understood. Xu Liu was the owner of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so how could there be another owner?

Naturally, the original owner had died, which was why the ownership had changed. This was a blatant threat.

"What do you want in broad daylight? No matter how high your martial arts are, can they be higher than the law?!"

Xu Liu exclaimed in surprise.

Although he knew Lin Feng was arrogant, he was still a tough nut to crack, and he didn't expect him to dare to act so recklessly here.

Lin Feng patted his shoulder and said, "In broad daylight, I naturally wouldn't dare to do anything. Unfortunately, life is always full of surprises. Mr. Xu, your family is large and powerful, you should be careful."

This was clearly saying, "I don't dare to kill you openly, but if I want to assassinate you, you absolutely can't escape. "

Hearing this, Xu Liu's face changed. "Young Master Lin is truly skilled. But I can't afford to offend Young Master Lin, and Young Master Lin may not be able to afford to offend me. Although you are skilled in martial arts, you may not be able to run rampant in the capital!"

Even though his body was restrained, Xu Liu spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Fang Fei was thrown around by Lin Feng, seeing stars. He endured the pain, got up, and stood on the platform again. Seeing that Lin Feng was not close to him, he shouted, "Uncle Xu, well said! This kind of poor wretch wants to buy female slaves? He'd be better off dreaming at home!"

Lin Feng turned to look at him. Fang Fei sensed something was wrong and immediately turned to run. Unfortunately, as soon as he turned around, his back was exposed. Lin Feng was much faster than he expected, and in an instant, he was behind him, kicking him to the ground with a clean sweeping leg, then stepping on the back of his neck, laughing, "Young Master Fang, it seems you haven't had enough of being a little dog!" Fang

Fei, trampled underfoot, immediately dared not utter a sound. But then Lin Feng said, "I, Lin Feng, have always been arrogant and have never been able to win the heart of any woman. It wasn't until I met Miss Lin that I realized it wasn't that such women didn't exist, but that I just hadn't met them yet. Miss Lin is unhappy here, and I've decided to take her away from this place. Although I'm not very capable, once I've made up my mind to do something, I won't change it. Boss Xu runs a business simply to make money. As long as you're willing to sell, everything is negotiable, and no one wants to ruin the harmony. If Boss Xu looks down on me and thinks I'm poor, then I'll have no choice but to offend him!"

Seeing how skilled he was in martial arts, Xu Liu, despite pulling him along at breakneck speed, didn't slow down at all. While firmly restraining him with both hands, he also kicked Fang Fei to the ground. He truly lived up to his reputation as the second strongest among the younger generation. However, Xu Liu, having been in the business for so many years, was not easily intimidated. He immediately laughed and said, "I'm a businessman, and it's great that Young Master Lin is willing to do business. A beauty as stunning as Miss Lin is not for sale by our establishment for less than 100,000 taels!"

"100,000 taels!"

The crowd below immediately began to murmur. Boss Xu really dared to ask for such a price. This price was outrageously high, clearly indicating he wouldn't sell. Silver was very expensive these days; 1,000 taels could buy a mansion in the capital. 100,000 taels—a hundred mansions! Even ordinary nobles couldn't afford that much money. And everyone knew that Lin Feng was penniless.

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh, "Boss Xu is really asking for an exorbitant price!"

Fang Fei, feeling extremely uncomfortable being trampled underfoot, couldn't help but say, "Young Master Lin is a hero, perfectly suited to… to Miss Lin. If Young Master Lin thinks this price is too high and Miss Lin is not worthy, then let Uncle Xu dispose of her as an old prostitute for 100 copper coins!"

The crowd below burst into laughter. Lin Feng, annoyed, stomped harder, causing Fang Fei to cry out in pain again, "Ouch! Be gentle! Does Young Master Lin think Miss Lin is even worse than an old prostitute? Then let Uncle Xu lower the price a bit more!"

The crowd below laughed even harder. Some people jeered, "Young Master Lin, if you want an old prostitute, I have one at home, I'll give it to you!"

"Young Master Lin, you get what you pay for, just buy it!"

Lin Feng, always arrogant, laughed loudly, "Hahaha, it seems I didn't spend enough money, and you all underestimated my sincerity towards Miss Lin. Ten thousand taels it is, I'll deliver ten thousand taels in a few days!"

He walked over, released Fang and Xu, and went to Wang Mengjiao, taking her hand and saying, "Miss Lin, let's go!"

Wang Mengjiao stared at Lin Feng, her heart pounding. Could I really just go with him like this? Having worked in a brothel for so long, she had always longed to leave, but now she couldn't believe this sudden happiness. She panicked for a moment, letting Lin Feng hold her hands, head bowed and silent, her face flushed red to her ears.

At this moment, Xu Liu slowly said, "Young Master Lin's lips alone are worth 100,000 taels, truly remarkable!"

Fang Fei got up, moved away, and echoed Xu Liu, "Uncle Xu, even a fool could not possibly have that much money. Although Young Master Lin said he was doing business with you, it seems he's doing business without any capital, just grabbing and running, so you'll have to accept your loss!"

Lin Feng angrily said, "If I wanted to rob, would I need to waste words with you? I, Lin Feng, am a man of integrity, a man of my word, you've all heard that, haven't you?"

Fang Fei took two steps back, mimicking his voice, "If I didn't want to rob, would I need to waste words with you? Xiaoxiang Pavilion does business on a cash-on-delivery basis, you've all heard that, haven't you?"

The group of young masters below the stage laughed again when they saw how well Fang Fei imitated Lin Feng's tone.

Embarrassed by the laughter, Lin Feng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, Mr. Xu, my wife will stay here for three days. After three days, I will definitely bring 100,000 taels to redeem her. If she is missing even a single hair by then, don't blame me for being impolite!"

In the blink of an eye, he stopped calling her Miss Lin and started calling her his wife.

Xu Liu laughed, "What are you saying? Miss Lin has been in my Xiaoxiang Pavilion for two years. When has she ever lost her hair? I'll give you face today and let you stay away from customers for three days. But if I don't see the money after three days, I hope you won't interfere with my business."

"Mr. Xu, you're overthinking it. I, Lin, am not a man of my word. It's a deal. See you in three days."

After saying this, Lin Feng turned to Wang Mengjiao and said, "Miss Lin, please bear with me for two days. Don't be sad anymore. I'll come to pick you up then."

With that, he strode out the door without looking back. Fang Fei watched him walk away and spat heavily on the ground, saying, "Pah! The world has really changed. What kind of people are thinking about buying female slaves now?"

Xu Liu coughed twice, signaling him to mind his manners. Fang Fei suppressed his anger and turned to look at Wang Mengjiao, only to see her staring blankly at the door where Lin Feng had walked out, as if she were in a daze.

Chapter 18 Unexpected Fortune, Discussing Beauty from the Tower

Yesterday was truly frustrating. Not only did no one read the articles I painstakingly wrote, but a few readers even called it a "green" story and abandoned the book.

Therefore, I rushed to finish this chapter overnight. The main purpose of this update is to issue a statement at the beginning of the chapter. The chapter content only throws in a bunch of background settings, which are not very meaningful.

I hereby solemnly declare that if a female supporting character being forcibly kissed counts as a "green" story, then this story will be a completely pure "green" story, without a single impurity. Readers who cannot tolerate "The Alchemist of Lust," "The Land So Rich in Beauty," "The Chronicles of Alibuda," "The Demon Blade Chronicles," as well as "Ten Scenes of Satin," "The Secrets of the Red Chamber," etc., should abandon this story as soon as possible. This story's taste can only be heavier than theirs, not lighter.

Also: To avoid misunderstandings among readers who enjoy green-themed novels, I would like to make a special statement specifically for green-themed novel enthusiasts: The previous statement was only for general readers. For those who enjoy green-themed novels, this is truly a regular harem novel, although it may have some heavy content. However, those who specifically read green-themed novels should not enter this book.

The purpose of this story is simply to eventually establish a small harem of ten to twenty people. I am not responsible for any scenes where the aunt of the heroine's second aunt's third cousin's classmate's brother-in-law is raped, gang-raped, or marries or elopes. The protagonist has no obligation or need to conquer the body and soul of such women after having sex with them and then support them for life. He will not become envious and fight with their husbands after seeing them married. At most, they may have friendly sex when they are in a good mood, and he will not care whether they get pregnant.

Readers who cannot stand the protagonist's hard work in improving his abilities and only hope that he can become invincible by picking up a magic pill should abandon this book as soon as possible. Readers

who cannot stand the protagonist acting realistically and only hope that he can act according to the readers' wishes should also abandon this book as soon as possible.

If you can't stand the protagonist making mistakes and only want to see him always right,

please give up on this book as soon as possible. If you can't stand the protagonist being rejected by beautiful women and only want beautiful women to fall for him, please give

up on this book as soon as possible. If you can't stand that there are good male supporting characters who can win the hearts of female supporting characters,

please give up on this book as soon as possible. If you can't stand the male lead giving away women and only want to have all the virgins, please give up on this book as soon as possible.

If you can't stand that female supporting characters have their own ideas and only want them all to love the protagonist to death, please give up on this book as soon as possible.

Furthermore, I don't care at all about generic supporting characters; how they are dealt with in the end depends entirely on my mood. Therefore, I am not responsible for the fate of generic supporting characters; readers who care about the human rights of generic supporting characters should give up on this book as soon as possible.

(Want to know what a "common face" means? Read this chapter to find out. This chapter is actually revealing the setting: beauties outside the fourth and fifth realms, and aside from special characters like the second senior sister and the junior sister, all the others have common faces.

For readers who really want to read this book, I want to clarify that not all the female characters in my story fall head over heels in love with the protagonist the moment he touches them, remaining devoted even after being abandoned in the harem.

Among them, some genuinely like the male protagonist, some like handsome men, some like rich men, and some like men with a quirky sense of humor.

The protagonist isn't the only man to choose from in the world; there are many other excellent men. These men aren't all fools; they know there are beautiful women to pursue.

If a tall, handsome, rich man who is devoted to a female supporting character is pursuing the main supporting character, why would she choose a short, poor, ugly, and womanizing male protagonist as her final partner? Just because the protagonist has a big penis?

My male protagonist will definitely have to obtain these women through different methods. This process may be easy, it may be tortuous, it may be repetitive; expecting a smooth journey is impossible.) Possibly. Even if this is a wish-fulfillment harem/erotic novel, I only intend to give certain female protagonists special advantages. Most women won't fall in love with the male lead for no reason. Especially since the male lead isn't in a good position at the beginning—young, short, and weak in martial arts—not all the mature and beautiful women are into young boys. Some inevitably have boyfriends, fiancés, or sweethearts. They aren't just pretty faces with big breasts and no brains, ignoring all the handsome men who come along, only to soften up the moment the protagonist appears and say, "Actually, I've always liked you, I was just waiting..." "If you come, I'll spread my legs and let you have your way. Call all your harems over too; I'd be happy to share you with them, we'll fly together..."

Therefore, the entire story won't be a one-way thrill; there will be many ups and downs.

To prevent this from happening again, we've added elements of cuckoldry and bizarre, grotesque themes to the opening of Chapter 1 as a heads-up. Let me reiterate: this is a simple, light-hearted, mildly erotic fantasy story. If you don't like this, please don't read.

This story is about youth, love, and justice. Enter at your own risk if you don't like this.

This story may contain elements of betrayal and murder . This story contains content such as patricide, patricide and incest, brotherly infidelity, sisterly abuse, defiling one's sect, rape of a pregnant woman, mother and daughter being taken in together, sadomasochistic content, sex slave training, female dog training, erotic love, and cuckoldry. Please read with caution.

Secondly, regarding the male protagonist's character: readers expecting a perfect, idealized protagonist should abandon this story immediately. The protagonist is not only lewd at the beginning but also capable of anything. He will kill, rape, sell, and gang rape any non-specific character, especially those with generic faces, without any regard for these lowly foes. What are they thinking, and how tragic their lives are? As the saying goes, "He kills but doesn't bury, he commits adultery but doesn't marry."

Also, if you're looking for a sleazy, dark, and ruthless protagonist, please give up on this story. The male protagonist is likely to be conflicted, immature, and mentally deficient when facing someone he cares about; it will definitely make you cringe.

Finally, let me clarify that although my purpose is simply to write a fantasy story to fulfill my own dreams and conquer various beauties, to prevent reader complaints from happening again, I thought about it for half the night and finally decided on an evil... To make everyone thoroughly disgusted and abandon the book immediately, I'll rewrite the plot with more confidence.

First, regarding the treatment of the Great Xia Kingdom's eldest princess, I originally planned a scenario where the protagonist breaks a contract, acts shamelessly, incurs a grudge with a powerful figure, and is forced to escalate the situation under immense pressure. However, considering the reactions to my hastily designed forced kiss scene, and knowing that I won't always treat the female supporting characters as kindly as I did the princess, I decided to go all the way and demonstrate the story's limits. Therefore, I'm going to send the princess away as someone else's fiancée for a while, creating some melodramatic, agonizing, and frustrating moments to give everyone a taste of the angst.

But that's not my bottom line. The princess is an important female supporting character, and she was trained from a virgin. As someone who values virginity, I absolutely cannot bear to actually give her away. So, I'll have to arrange for another important female supporting character to experience an even more depressing plot: wife-swapping! Taking your woman to another man's place for him to have sex with—how depressing is that?

Additionally, another very important female supporting character, whose background I created is the darkest and most tragic, I've also introduced her earlier, to avoid everyone talking about being cuckolded and then about the angst, so let's get all the sad stuff over with once!

However, this means my original plan to seduce the older sister will be delayed, but if I don't seduce her before the cataclysm, it'll be harder later. Ugh, my head is spinning.

This concludes the declaration and spoilers for this article. Brothers who are prepared to give up on this article, please stop here to avoid any discomfort from the above scenes. If there are no unforeseen circumstances, the plot will be re-planned this week, and there will be no further updates.

As for whether there will be future updates, we'll see. If you like it, please click the heart; if you don't, please don't. If there really is no support from friends, then I won't update anymore. Writing this stuff is tiring. Anyway, I'm already level seven, I can go anywhere in the adult world, I can just fantasize about this story myself.

If there are brothers who support me, then I will continue writing, because from my perspective, this article is indeed a very enjoyable story to read.

This update will still be over 10,000 words. This time, I won't split the thread. Although splitting the thread would earn more points, since there's not much support for this work, I shouldn't be too flashy.

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Xiaoxiang Pavilion became the number one brothel in the capital not only because Xu Liu's training techniques were outstanding, nor only because he had Fang Yuanying's support, but more importantly, because of his skillful management.

On the first and fifteenth of each month, Xu Liu would gather the high-ranking members of Xiaoxiang Pavilion at the Peony Pavilion for a small meeting. Today happened to be the fifteenth, and after Lin Feng left, Xu Liu came here to organize the meeting.

Fang Fei was sitting in the center chair. He originally only intended to take Wang Mengjiao home. He could use her to perform the Body Borrowing Restoration Technique to recover his strength, and also give his beloved slave an explanation. Unfortunately, he happened to encounter Lin Feng confessing his love to Wang Mengjiao, and was easily knocked to the ground twice by Lin Feng, making him lose face and feel terrible. After Lin Feng left, Xu Liu dragged him to the meeting. He hadn't wanted to come, but Xu Liu insisted that since he had agreed to join the Zhehua Sect, he must perform the initiation ceremony tonight. He also wanted to announce to everyone that he was now the young master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Fang Fei, coveting Xu Liu's wealth, sat down. "

That lowly Lin Feng dares to insult me! He even dares to dream of having my beautiful slave girl, what a pipe dream!" Fang Fei knew Fang Yuanying was different from other nobles; he always believed that if someone lost face, they should get revenge themselves, and he would never step in to help them. But Fang Fei knew that the other party was highly skilled in martial arts, and he would never gain the upper hand in a real fight, so he could only curse inwardly to vent his anger. While silently cursing, he absentmindedly listened to Xu Liu introduce the high-ranking members of Xiaoxiang Pavilion present.

Xu Liu pointed to an older woman and said, "This is Wu Wenqin, now Master Chen's wife. She's currently in charge of all the girls' clothing and makeup at the brothel."

Fang Fei nodded in greeting, but his eyes had already drifted to a beautiful woman beside the older woman. The woman had red lips and white teeth, bright eyes, and a slender, almost bony figure. She was clearly a rare beauty, no less stunning than the top-tier female dog he had just slept with.

Seeing Fang Fei looking at her, Xu Liu introduced her, "Her real name is Gu Yazhuo, but everyone calls her Nüzhu now. She's in charge of VIP reception."

Fang Fei knew that although Wang Mengjiao was the top courtesan at Xiaoxiang Brothel, she didn't entertain guests. The four top courtesans below her—Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju—were the true courtesans who made Xiaoxiang Brothel the number one brothel. He hadn't expected that this Nüzhu, at such a young age, was already a high-ranking member of Xiaoxiang Brothel, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

The woman, known for her flirtatious manner when entertaining VIPs, immediately gave Fang Fei a seductive wink when she saw him looking at her.

Xu Liu then pointed to the next three people and said, "Master Zhang, Master Li, and Master Chen are in charge of training at our establishment. You should be familiar with them by now."

The three men, all over fifty, said together, "When did Young Master Fang arrive? Why didn't you come to see us?"

Fang Fei replied, "I just arrived and haven't had a chance to meet the masters yet."

Soon, Xu Liu introduced all sixteen high-ranking members of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion present, and then pointed to Fang Fei and introduced him to everyone, saying, "I have an important matter to tell you all at today's meeting. As you all know, I am old and childless. I have now decided that all my properties will be inherited by this Young Master Fang."

Everyone was surprised to hear this, but considering that Xu Liu and Fang Yuanying had a close personal relationship, entrusting his family business to Fang Yuanying's illegitimate son, while unexpected, was also reasonable. Immediately afterward, Xu Liu told everyone that he had urgent business to attend to and would be disappearing for a while, leaving all matters of the establishment to Fang Fei. This surprised Fang Fei greatly, and what he found even more unbelievable was that Xu Liu then produced all the deeds to his property and had Fang Fei sign them for transfer.

Even if he really intended to inherit, this was too fast! It was as if a pie had fallen from the sky, and it was big, fragrant, and plentiful—the situation was becoming increasingly bizarre.

At the end of the meeting, Xu Liu said to everyone with a stern face, "From today onward, Young Master Fang's words are my words. You must obey his orders as you would my orders. There must be no hesitation. Those who disobey will be killed without exception!"

Xu Liu was always strict with his subordinates, and his "kill without exception" was not just empty words. If any of his subordinates disobeyed his orders, they would often disappear without a trace. Although Tang Dynasty law prohibited the arbitrary killing of servants and commoners, those working in his establishment were all people without connections. With Xu Liu's abilities, killing a few would be an easy way to settle things.

Although everyone was surprised by the sudden turn of events, upon hearing these words, they all had to look at Fang Fei with awe.

Fang Fei was overjoyed to receive Xu Liu's property, but thinking of the daily profits of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he feared his third brother would come to pester him for money again. Seeing everyone looking at him, he imitated Xu Liu's stern face and said to everyone, "Now that I have become the owner of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, you must not reveal this to anyone, not even members of my Fang family. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without exception!"

Everyone knew that noble scions liked to seek fame and guessed that he was afraid of a bad reputation as a brothel owner, so he dared not speak out. Therefore, they all agreed.

After the property transfer meeting, Xu Liu took Fang Fei to Xiuyu Tower for the initiation ceremony. Xiuyu Tower was a special place in Xiaoxiang Pavilion for training female "dogs" (a euphemism for promiscuous women). It had seven floors and was managed by Master Chen.

The first floor was for basic female "dog" training, mainly for nobles who were only superficially interested in such things. They don't actually want the women they send to become "beauty dogs" (a derogatory term for female dogs), but rather to teach them a lesson or to discipline them. This is just the most basic training.

The second level is ordinary "beauty dog" training. The women produced at this level are undoubtedly qualified, behaving like dogs in every way.

The third level is ultimate "beauty dog" training. The women produced at this level will completely forget they are human and will consider themselves dogs for life.

The fourth level is special "beauty dog" training. The women produced at this level are tailor-made according to the client's needs, such as female dogs that specifically enjoy being fucked by male dogs or female dogs that specifically enjoy eating feces. There's nothing Xiaoxiang Pavilion can't do.

The fifth level is top-quality "beauty dog" training. Those women, one in a million, are naturally not treated lightly. The most beautiful and well-proportioned are selected and undergo the most professional, systematic, and comprehensive training, so that they can quickly adapt to the client's needs wherever they are sent. A woman of exceptional beauty will inevitably be trained into a peerless beauty dog. The beauty dogs produced on the fifth floor of Xiuyu Tower are the most sought-after among the nobles; they are currently priceless and unavailable. Even if you have plenty of money, you cannot buy them.

The sixth floor is shrouded in mystery. Its exit is guarded by a magical door, and it seems no one but Xu Liu has ever entered. The people at Xiaoxiang Pavilion say it's Xu Liu's personal storage, hence the prohibition against entry, and that there's nothing magical about it. However, the nobles secretly whisper that this floor produced a legendary beauty dog, personally trained by Xu Liu. This beauty dog is known as the "Legendary Beauty Dog," and whoever obtains it will hide it away like a priceless treasure, ensuring it remains unseen by others. It's simply too precious.

The seventh floor is said to be Xu Liu's residence, and no one but him is allowed to enter.

As Fang Fei followed Xu Liu upstairs, he asked, puzzled, "Uncle Xu, why did you say you were going to disappear for a while?"

Xu Liu whispered, "Our duel with the Fuhua Sect is no small matter, so naturally we need to spend a lot of time preparing."

Fang Fei asked suspiciously, "But I know nothing about the affairs of the sect. Why did you tell everyone that I would handle everything from now on?"

Xu Liu smiled and said, "I'm leaving everything to you, aren't you happy? I'm doing this so that you can understand my intentions and willingly become the successor of our Zhehua Sect. If you don't want to deal with the sect's trivial matters, don't worry, they will take care of everything."

Fang Fei was still suspicious, but he didn't ask any more questions, only saying, "Uncle Xu is so kind, I dare not disobey."

The two quickly reached the fourth floor. Fang Fei didn't like Xu Liu, but he really liked Xiuyu Tower. The year he first learned the Yin-Yang Absorption Technique, he began to absorb the Yin energy of young virgins here. After that, he often came here, until Fang Yuanying found him a secret basement in the Fang residence. Although he didn't come here often after that, Xu Liu and the masters here still taught him quite a few methods for training women.

Seeing that Uncle Xu was still going to continue upwards and showed no sign of stopping, Fang Fei asked, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to climb any further, isn't it?"

Xu Liu laughed, "Nephew, you remember the rules here very well. The fifth floor of Xiuyu Tower is indeed only accessible to me and a few of my trusted confidants. As for the sixth floor, it requires my special permission to enter. And the seventh floor, no one can enter except me. Anyone who breaks the rules will be killed without exception."

Fang Fei replied, "Having come here so many times, it's impossible not to remember. Uncle Xu, how exactly do we perform the entrance ceremony? I think I'll just do it on the fourth floor.

" Xu Liu shook his head, looking at him meaningfully, and said, "My rules only apply to others. Since you wish to join my sect, you are naturally not bound by these rules. Wherever I can go, you can go. Moreover, our initiation ceremony is very formal. It's not convenient to perform the ceremony here; you'll have to come with me to the seventh floor."

The two went up to the fifth floor, and Xu Liu said again, "When you perform the initiation ceremony, you must deflower a virgin. This floor is where our top-quality female dogs reside. The three you fucked this morning usually train here. There are four more virgins here now; you can choose one, and then we'll take them to the seventh floor for the ceremony."

As he spoke, he beckoned. Soon, Master Chen brought over four top-quality female dogs. Fang Fei was immediately captivated when he saw these four beautiful dogs, each one more beautiful than the last. He parted their vulvas and reached out to explore; indeed, they were all virgins. Fang Fei couldn't help but rub their buttocks and touch their breasts one by one, unable to make up his mind.

He hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Uncle Xu, these four beauties are all so different, it's really hard

for me to choose. Why don't we just take them all up?" Upon hearing this, Xu Liu immediately replied, "No, no, my dear nephew, you don't know this, but these four have already been reserved by several important figures. It's already quite difficult for me to let you choose just one."

Fang Fei, seeing that he had reverted to his stingy ways, couldn't help but become suspicious again. He thought to himself that he had transferred all his family property, yet he still cared about these four female dogs. He also remembered that Fang Yuanying had already made an agreement with Xu Liu: after the virgins entered the brothel, Fang Fei would first select the ones with the best aptitude to absorb their yin energy before using them for other purposes. So he said with a stern expression, "Uncle Xu, you're too stingy! To be honest, this is the first time I've seen four female dogs. You've really kept these beauties hidden!"

Xu Liu quickly retorted, "Nephew, what are you saying? You've probably seen too many beauties and forgotten. These four beauties are the ones you didn't choose, that's why I brought them here to train." Fang

Fei knew that Xu Liu was now begging him to join the sect, so he no longer spoke politely. He pinched the pretty face of one of the female dogs and said to Xu Liu, "Uncle Xu, do you mean that I should get my eyes checked? If I could pick and choose such beautiful beauties, wouldn't I be blind?"

Xu Liu quickly smiled and said, "Nephew, you're overthinking it. How could I be a stingy person? Lin Yujiao is even more beautiful than all these beauties combined. She's a national beauty, a beauty that could topple kingdoms. Didn't I just buy her and send her to you on the first day?" Fang Fei

thought to himself, "You knew you couldn't hide them, didn't you?" However, upon mentioning Wang Mengjiao, he suddenly recalled Lin Feng's arrogant demeanor when he proposed marrying her, and said, "Oh dear, how could I forget Jiaonu? We'll talk about the other four later. I'm going to deflower Jiaonu; call her over first."

Xu Liu, hearing that he wanted to deflower Wang Mengjiao, immediately objected, saying, "We've already promised Young Master Lin that we won't touch her for three days. Let's choose someone else. These female dogs are all quite nice; you can choose one, my nephew. If Young Master Lin doesn't bring the money in three days, you can train her however you like."

No one believed Lin Feng could produce 100,000 taels, and Xu Liu was no exception. Everyone wondered what had gotten into Lin Feng, making such a boast. This was destined to make him the laughingstock of the streets. However, Wang Mengjiao was Xu Liu's cash cow, now famous throughout the capital. Every day she came out to play music, and Xiaoxiang Pavilion was overflowing with wealth. Xu Liu naturally didn't want her to be taken by Fang Fei so easily.

Fang Fei, hearing Xu Liu's tone, knew he wouldn't hand over Wang Mengjiao. He had no regard for Xu Liu; he only wanted to take Wang Mengjiao back to appease Ai Nu and then boast to Fang Yuanying that he had gotten her from that old fox, Uncle Xu. So he said without any politeness, "Uncle Xu is truly remarkable. First, he promised me Jiao Nu, and then he promised Young Master Lin. Two deals in one transaction, truly brilliant!"

Xu Liu immediately explained, and the two argued back and forth for a long time. Finally, Fang Fei declared he was going home now and wouldn't enter the house, and Xu Liu softened. He thought that since Lin Feng couldn't afford it anyway, waiting three days would be the same as not waiting at all; letting Fang Fei have his way with Wang Mengjiao wouldn't matter. So he told Master Chen to fetch Wang Mengjiao.

Wang Mengjiao was in her room removing her makeup in front of the mirror. After Lin Feng left, Fang Fei was dragged to a meeting by Xu Liu, and she returned to her room alone. Lin Feng's confession that evening still made her heart pound. Young Master Lin said he wanted to marry her. Would he really come in three days? Thinking of Lin Feng, her body began to heat up. The wicked energy of Wanmiao's lust surged wildly within her. Having been trained in this lewd art for two years, she was already at her breaking point, and now, with the thought of a man, she could no longer restrain herself. She began to rub her breasts, and as she rubbed, she felt something missing between her legs. Suddenly, she remembered that her master had removed her chastity belt. So she slowly moved her hands down, exploring her secret garden.

"Ah...ah...Young Master Lin...Young Master Lin..."

Wang Mengjiao was burning with lust, her fingers teasing her clitoris, moaning softly, increasingly unable to stop, soon her pants were soaked. She whispered "Young Master Lin," feeling even more empty inside, her fingers circling within her secret place for a long time, but she dared not insert them. But the longer she touched, the more unbearable it became, a voice in her ear constantly telling her, "Put it in, it will feel good once you put it in." In desperation, she moved both hands to her crotch, rubbing them against her vulva, her hands covered in lustful fluid. I want it in, I want release!

She made up her mind, parted her secret opening with her hands, and her fingers had already probed the tender flesh inside. At that moment, a gush of fluid spurted out, causing her to pause. Remembering Lin Feng's words before leaving, telling her to endure for two days, his eyes so sincere and earnest, leaving her no room for doubt. She immediately resisted the urge to insert her fingers: I can't do it myself, I want Young Master Lin to do it! This reason was too good. Longing for Lin Feng, she dared not test her own opening any further. However, the intense itching inside was unbearable. After a moment of restraint, she couldn't resist pinching her clitoris.

"Ah...ah...Young Master Lin...Young Master Lin...when will you fuck me!"

Wang Mengjiao, her buttocks raised, was lying on the dressing table, enjoying herself with both hands, when suddenly the door was pushed open. Master Chen stood outside the door, and seeing her disheveled appearance, he said, "Bitch, you can stop now."

Wang Mengjiao was caught red-handed masturbating, and was extremely ashamed. She hurriedly pulled her hands out from between her legs, and said shyly, "You..."

Master Chen was too lazy to say more, and threw out a rope to tie her up. Wang Mengjiao was delicate and weak, and she could not struggle for long, and Master Chen tied her up tightly. In Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Master Chen was mainly responsible for training female dogs, and did not have much contact with Wang Mengjiao. Seeing that his method of tying her up was quite familiar, Wang Mengjiao couldn't help but wonder: Is this person my master? No, his method seems to be faster and better than my master's...

Soon, Master Chen tied her up tightly, and gagged her eyes, mouth and ears, put her in a bag and carried her away.

In the darkness, Wang Mengjiao thought: Where is he taking me? To my master? Impossible. If my master wanted me, he would have sent that woman in red. He wouldn't have needed to tie me up long ago. My master removed my chastity belt; he probably doesn't want me like he doesn't want his other sisters. Although this morning, when my master was making me feel like I was in heaven, I seemed to hear him say that I should serve him for the rest of my life, like many other lewd words he'd uttered, it was probably just empty talk.

My master must have abandoned me.

So where am I going? Could it be that Young Master Lin has already raised enough money to redeem me? Young Master Lin is so handsome. If he were willing to fuck me, I would gladly fuck me to death… But I am no longer that pure and innocent princess. Young Master Lin certainly doesn't know how lewdly I've been trained by my master. When he finds out, he'll definitely hate me. No, I can't face him…

Wang Mengjiao was filled with anxiety, but her ears and eyes were plugged, so she couldn't see or hear anything. She had no idea that Master Chen would soon carry her to the fifth floor of Xiuyu Tower and hand her over to Fang Fei. Although Wang Mengjiao wasn't heavy, she was still a living person. Fang Fei, being weak, could barely carry her, but couldn't go far. Seeing this, Xu Liu helped him carry her.

A large door blocked the passage to the sixth floor. This door was made of a material that was neither copper nor iron, neither wood nor bamboo; it was quite peculiar, a magic door that Xu Liu had bought at a high price. Only one person could open this door; others could only enter after the owner opened it. And if the owner wasn't there, no one could enter. While waiting for Master Chen to bring Wang Mengjiao, Fang Fei praised the door's wonder and expressed some envy. Xu Liu, without hesitation, transferred control of the large iron door to him.

Fang Fei couldn't understand why Xu Liu was being so generous today. This door could only have one owner; Xu Liu had granted him access, yet he himself couldn't enter. This was too strange. Even if Xu Liu wanted to show sincerity, there was no need to go to such lengths. He placed his hand on the door, chanted a spell, and opened it. The door recognized its new owner and forgot its old one. Fang Fei could only leave the door open for Xu Liu to enter first, because once he went in, the door would automatically close with magic.

The two went up to the sixth floor. Like the other floors, the sixth floor was divided into several rooms, but all were silent. Fang Fei couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Uncle Xu, there seems to be no one here. What's this floor for?"

Xu Liu laughed, "It's for women, of course. It's a pity there are so few beauties in the world."

Fang Fei laughed, "Uncle Xu, that's quite interesting. Your entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion is full of beauties

, and you still complain there aren't enough." Xu Liu shook his head, "Not at all, not at all, my dear nephew. Although there are ugly women, ordinary women, and beauties in this world, there are also different levels of beauty. The beauty I'm talking about isn't the kind you're describing."

Fang Fei put the bag containing Wang Mengjiao on the ground, rested briefly, and asked, "What kind is it then?"

Xu Liu said, "Do you know the different levels of beauty?

" Fei said, "I know that beauties each have their own unique charm, but I don't know how to categorize them."

Xu Liu said, "People are not all the same, but some have more beautiful noses, some have more beautiful eyes, and some have more beautiful faces. If someone has one or two beautiful features, plus a few natural delicate features and a unique charm, they can be called a beauty. This kind of beauty can be considered the common kind of beauty, the most common. My Zhehua School calls them beauties with clear eyebrows and bright eyes."

Fang Fei said, "I see that most of the girls who entertain guests in your brothel are this kind of beauty."

Xu Liu said, "That's natural. My Xiaoxiang Pavilion has a small reputation in the capital, if not..." "Even if the girls are somewhat attractive, business won't be booming."

Fang Fei laughed, "Uncle Xu is being modest again. If Xiaoxiang Pavilion is only somewhat famous, then there's no famous place in the capital. The first level of beauty is the commoner among beauties, so the second level of beauty is the aristocrat among beauties, right?"

Xu Liu said, "That's right. If a woman has many beautiful features and you can't find a single unattractive part, she is a very beautiful woman. You'll feel that such a woman's every move is charming and makes you feel comfortable just looking at her. That's the second level of beauty. My Zhehua School calls it 'Graceful as Jade.'" "A beauty like that. If born into a noble family, she would be a lady of high birth; if born into a commoner family, she would be a charming young lady; if born among servants, she would be a pretty maid."

Fang Fei nodded when he heard him mention pretty maids, saying, "There are indeed some such beauties among the maids in my Fang family. Although I don't have any in my own room, Baoqin and Siqi in my third brother's room, and Zijuan in my sister's room, are all such graceful beauties."

Xu Liu said, "The Eagle King is famous throughout the world, and his mansion is filled with beauties. Everyone envies that!"

Fang Fei replied, "It still can't compare to Uncle Xu's Xiaoxiang Pavilion!"

Xu Liu corrected, "It's our Xiaoxiang Pavilion!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"And then? After talking about nobles, is the next one the emperor among beauties?"

Fang Fei asked.

Xu Liu said, "This third level, though not emperors, still represents a rare high-ranking official among beauties. They are beauties chosen from among thousands, natural wonders. Every part of them is beautiful, captivating the eye. Looking at such beauties is a pleasure for anyone. No one would refuse to be with such a beauty. In my Zhehua School, we call these beauties 'flower-faced and moon-like beauties.' Whoever marries such a beauty will be the envy of the entire neighborhood."

Fang Fei, upon hearing him mention marrying such a beauty, suddenly... Thinking of his beloved second senior sister, he recited: "Clouds yearn for her garments, flowers for her face; spring breezes caress the balustrade, dew is heavy. If not seen atop Jade Mountain, she would be met beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace. My second senior sister is such a beauty, and I've always wanted to marry her."

Xu Liu clapped his hands and praised, "Nephew, this poem perfectly describes such a beauty. I didn't expect you to be so young, already so fond of her. Such a beauty is rare and precious; you must cherish her."

Fang Fei shook his head and said, "Such a beauty is indeed hard to find. But I have a connection with Uncle Xu..." "This has certainly broadened my horizons. Those beauties on the fifth floor below must all be like this. Many of them I've never seen before. Especially those four virgin dogs, it's truly the first time I've ever seen them."

Xu Liu laughed heartily, "Don't laugh at me, Uncle Xu, I'm ashamed. For many years, I've painstakingly searched everywhere. Not only throughout the entire Tang Dynasty, but also the Ming, Zhou, and Xia Dynasties. From the South China Sea to the North China Sea, from the West China Sea to the East China Sea, wherever I see such exquisite female slaves, I'll buy them no matter the price. But..." "I've only found about ten so far. Four of them are now the mainstays of my Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It's because of them that my Xiaoxiang Pavilion can be called the most romantic place in the capital. The remaining eleven have all been trained into top-quality female dogs on this fifth floor. Each of them is your Uncle Xu's darling. Nephew, you fucked three of them this evening. I imagine it was quite enjoyable, wasn't it?"

Fang Fei thought of the three female dogs he had fucked and praised, "Those three were indeed quite good. They were very comfortable to fuck, but I'd like to try the taste of those four virgin dogs even more."

Hearing him mention the four virgin dogs again, Xu Liu sighed, "This is all the wealth your Uncle Xu has; please spare me."

Fang Fei patted the bag containing Wang Mengjiao and laughed, "Considering Uncle Xu gave me Jiao Nu, I'll just choose one."

Xu Liu smiled wryly, "Nephew, you've already got a beauty like Lin Yujiao; don't worry about those female dogs."

Fang Fei thought to himself, these female dogs are beautiful, but Wang Mengjiao is much prettier than them, so he asked, "How do you define a beauty like Jiao Nu?"

Xu Liu said, "Lin Yujiao is a national treasure; she's the fourth type of beauty I'm talking about. If the third type of beauty is the high-ranking official among beauties, then this fourth type is simply a beauty... " An absolute emperor. To see even one such beauty in one's lifetime is enough to cherish for a lifetime. If you haven't seen this kind of beauty, you might spend your whole life believing that the third type of beauty is the most beautiful in the world. But when you see this fourth type of beauty, you will be immediately stunned by her beauty. Because their beauty surpasses your imagination, leaving you only to lament that you were just a frog in a well, unaware that people could be so beautiful. Anyone who sees this beauty, even just once, will immediately fall in love, and even if they never see her again, they will remember her beauty forever. This kind of beauty, in my Flower-Picking School, is called a beauty that can topple kingdoms."

He paused, then continued, "Nephew, do you know anything..." "Called 'beauty that could topple kingdoms'? An ancient poem says, 'In the north there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent. One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation. How could one not know the power of such beauty, for such a woman is hard to find again!' It speaks of how one would be willing to lose one's country for such a beauty."

Fang Fei asked, "So, isn't such a beauty extremely rare?"

Xu Liu said, "Of course. Our Tang Kingdom has lost countless kingdoms to this day, its territory is unprecedented in history. Yet, in this vast territory stretching thousands of miles from the Western Sea in the west to the Jing River in the east, only three such beauties have appeared in the past ten years. Don't you think that's rare?"

Fang Fei guessed he was referring to the Five Little Beauties, but hearing him say three, he asked, "How did you calculate that, Uncle Xu? My eldest sister goes without saying, and Sister Qingqing is no less..." "Jiao Nu is lacking. Are Su Zipei and Bei Baoshu not as beautiful?"

Xu Liu explained, "Among the five young beauties of today, your eldest sister is a beastman seeking refuge. She can't be considered a citizen of my Tang Kingdom. Although I've never been to the Southern Barbarians, I know it's unlikely that such beauties would emerge there. Lin Yujiao is from the Xia Kingdom, so she can't be considered a citizen of my Tang Kingdom either."

He then sighed, "Although the Xia Kingdom is a great power comparable to my Tang Kingdom, as far as I know, apart from their arrogant royal family, they've never produced a beauty of this caliber in either the court or the countryside. Now that Lin Yujiao has finally appeared, she's been sold to my Tang Kingdom at such a young age. It's truly lamentable."

Fang Fei thought to himself, "Jiao Nu is their royal princess. You don't need to sigh. It's a pity you haven't seen my sister, otherwise our country would have four beauties like her."

Then Xu Liu said, "Although it's extremely difficult for ordinary people to see this fourth type of beauty, my dear nephew is no ordinary person. I imagine you've had quite the good fortune to see her, haven't you?"

Fang Fei nodded and said proudly, "My eldest sister treats me very well, and Sister Qingqing often comes to my house to play. You've already given Jiao Nu to me."

Xu Liu looked at him and laughed, "My dear nephew, aren't you missing one person?"

Fang Fei looked at Xu Liu in surprise, wondering if he had seen his sister before. Impossible, his sister almost never went out, how could he have seen her?

"Haha."

Xu Liu looked at Fang Fei's surprised expression and laughed, "My dear nephew is truly amusing! It's the beauty in your family! In the past ten years, our Tang Kingdom has produced three stunning beauties, but how could you forget that your mother was already a world-renowned beauty ten years ago?"

A black line immediately appeared on Fang Fei's face. Her? I had forgotten about this woman.

The "your mother" that Xu Liu mentioned was naturally not Fang Fei's biological mother. Fang Fei was born out of wedlock, and according to Tang Dynasty customs, only the principal wife could be addressed as "mother." Therefore, Xu Liu was referring to Fang Yuanying's principal wife, Princess Li Xiuxin of the Tang Dynasty.

"My mother is truly a rare beauty."

Although extremely unwilling, Fang Fei still had to maintain proper etiquette. He couldn't address Li Xiuxin as "Yun'er's mother" or "that woman" in front of Xu Liu; he had to respectfully call her "my mother."

With such a stunningly beautiful woman, and all four of you being familiar with her, there's probably no man in the world more fortunate than you.

Fang Fei chuckled, and Xu Liu continued, "Nephew, though young, you've seen your share of the world. You wouldn't be surprised to see another beauty of this caliber. Would you like to see another one?" Fang

Fei's eyes widened in surprise. "Uncle Xu, do you have such a beauty hidden here?"

Xu Liu kept him in suspense. "Nephew, you're not an outsider, so I don't need to hide anything. Currently, there's only one woman on my sixth floor."

How could this be? How did such a beauty end up in your hands? Fang Fei immediately pressed, "Su Zipei? Bei Baoshu?"

"Of course not, how could I possibly meet such young ladies?"

Xu Liu shook his head, then sighed, "My dear nephew is probably too young to know how glorious your mother was back then. At that time, our Tang Kingdom also had three beauties who could topple kingdoms, known as the Three Beauties. Everyone knew them then, and their fame surpassed even that of today's Five Little Beauties. Although time has passed and those beauties are now all married, their charm remains undiminished."

Fang Fei knew he was right; in terms of appearance alone, Yun'er's mother was indeed very beautiful, but why did he feel so uncomfortable hearing others praise her?

Xu Liu, secretly pleased with himself, continued, "I named the beauties in the pavilion after flowers because I wanted to benefit from the fame of the three famous flowers. You surely know that ten years ago, the three famous flowers were ranked as follows: your mother's red peony was only second, Ge Wanjun's purple rose was only third, and the first was Lu Xueqin's white water lily."

"The Silent Consort?"

Fang Fei asked.

Speaking of Lu Xueqin, everyone in the Tang Kingdom knew her. She was originally a princess of the Xi Kingdom. However, the weak Xi Kingdom could not withstand the rising Tang Kingdom and perished. When the current emperor stormed into the Xi Kingdom's palace, he saw her. Although Lu Xueqin was young, she was naturally beautiful, and the emperor fell in love with her at first sight. She was taken into the harem and made a consort, and soon gave birth to Princess Chang Le, Li Kexin. However, she believed that the Tang emperor had a blood feud with her for killing her father and exterminating her clan. Although she was a weak woman and could not take revenge, she would never appease her enemy. She never spoke or smiled, always with a stern face. The emperor tried everything to coax her, but to no avail. Because of her silence, everyone privately called her the Silent Consort.

"Wasn't she supposed to have died three months ago?"

Fang Fei asked, puzzled. He remembered that three months ago, the funeral for the consort was a grand affair, and he had even gone to watch the spectacle.

Xu Liu said, "It's a secret, of course, my nephew doesn't know. The emperor doesn't have much time left, and he no longer has the patience to tolerate her temper. He hoped to see her obedient before he died. So he secretly sent her here to be disciplined. But although the little princess is young, she is very intelligent. As time goes by, she will definitely discover the problem. So the emperor announced that she was dead and held a funeral for her to deceive the little princess."

As he spoke, he led Fang Fei to a door and said, "It's inside. Do you want to see?"

Fang Fei naturally wouldn't miss the chance to see a stunningly beautiful woman, especially one whose name he had heard of since childhood—the Silent Consort. He held his breath and opened the door.

A woman's back came into Fang Fei's view. Her long, cascading hair reached her waist, and her slender figure was perfectly proportioned—any more or less would be too plump, any less too thin—truly a beauty as lovely as jade. Unfortunately, Xu Liu never treated beauties kindly. She was completely stripped naked, her body bound tightly with ropes, clearly immobilized. Through the gaps in the ropes, one could see the numerous whip marks on her fair back.

Fang Fei was familiar with this method of binding people, as Xu Liu had taught him. However, Xu Liu's binding skills were clearly more advanced than his. Fang Fei could only bind people securely. But the beauty before him was bound by Xu Liu into a completely puppy-like position, evoking pity and inspiring admiration.

Fang Fei circled the beauty several times, admiring both her and Xu Liu's rope skills. Binding women into this puppy-like position was one of the methods Xu Liu often used to train beautiful female dogs, called "Dog Body Correction." He often bound people like this for several days, keeping them in this puppy-like position until it became a habit.

Fang Fei knew that the ultimate training involved not touching the female body casually. He looked left and right, eager to see what this famous, silent imperial concubine looked like, but the beauty's face was mostly covered by a large blindfold, allowing him to stare repeatedly at her delicate nose and cherry-like lips.

Fang Fei stared at her half-face for a long time before finally saying, "Uncle Xu, may I see just how beautiful she is?"

Xu Liu shook his head and said, "Nephew, don't you know what I'm doing?"

Ever since Fang Fei practiced the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique in the Mind Sutra of Slave Control, Fang Yuanying had given him special permission to fool around here.

So he was quite familiar with Xu Liu's methods. He said unwillingly, "I know. Making women unable to see or hear will draw all their attention to their bodies, making their sense of touch more acute and their bodies more sensitive. Furthermore, prolonged complete silence and darkness will instill fear in them, making them more easily subdued."

Xu Liu nodded and said, "Exactly. I've been training her for three months, and success is within reach. I mustn't let it all go to waste."

Fang Fei said dejectedly, "Uncle Xu, you let me see her, but I can only see half her face, and I can't touch her. I'm so upset."

Seeing that he was aroused by the desire to train her, Xu Liu took out a needle and said, "Although you can't touch her, she can't see or hear now, and so much time has passed. It wouldn't be good if she fell asleep. Nephew, you can stimulate her a little."

Fang Fei reached out and snatched the needle, excitedly saying, "Then where should I prick her? Let me think, I'll prick her clitoris!" Pricking

women with a needle is a common method of training. Although Fang Fei was used to using a whip, he didn't mind using a needle.

In life, everyone inevitably encounters unpleasant things. At such times, people always want to find a way to vent. Of course, if you don't vent, and things pass and things get better, then this urge to vent will fade and disappear. But if a person is in a state of repression for a long time without any outlet, it's very bad. They will eventually need to find a way to vent. This is why many people who have been ill for years experience drastic personality changes, and some even suffer mental breakdowns.

Fang Fei endured the daily struggle between the two types of true energy within his body during his childhood; it was a living hell. Suffering from this torment at such a young age, the repression in his heart is unimaginable. Therefore, he always wanted to find a way to vent. To neutralize Feng Shitong's intense yang energy, he learned the method of absorbing yin and yang simultaneously. From then on, he also had to absorb women's yin energy to maintain his life. Xu Liu, in order to reduce losses and minimize the deaths of virgins in the brothel, began teaching him methods of training women. Because if women were willing to cooperate and be absorbed, the efficiency would naturally be much higher.

From then on, Fang Fei studied the methods of training women. In the dark basement of Qingyu Tower and Eagle King's Mansion, he learned to blindfold and bind the women, whip and humiliate them, making them obedient. As time passed, he began to love this. Whenever the whip fell on their bodies, and their cries and pleas echoed in his ears, Fang Fei's displeasure would vanish with each swing of the whip. At that moment, he felt no longer the sick man who could barely walk, but the master who decided their lives and suffering.

This catharsis was addictive, like a drug, immersing him in it. Soon, training women became his greatest hobby and pleasure, an indispensable part of his life. At first, he felt guilty for doing these things behind Ai Nu's back, but later he gradually became more open-minded: I am a human, there is no need to abide by the rules of the elves. These women are just the lowest of slave girls, how can I not play with them? If Ai Nu doesn't like it, I just won't let her know.

His thinking was like a child addicted to online games, spending all their tuition at an internet cafe, and then telling their mother they'd already paid. It wasn't that he was wrong, but that his mother was too strict.

Now that he had the opportunity to train a stunningly beautiful woman, Fang Fei was naturally delighted. But when Xu Liu heard that Fang Fei wanted to pierce Lu Xueqin's vulva, he hurriedly said, "No, no, His Majesty has ordered that everything can be touched except her vulva. If you don't want to lose your head, nephew, you'd better find another place."

Fang Fei pouted in dissatisfaction, circling around Lu Xueqin, and soon his eyes were fixed on her nipples. Her breasts were large, in no way inferior to Feng Shitong's. Although she had given birth, they were still firm, and the large breasts were bound with ropes, making them appear even more plump, with two ruby-like nipples protruding high, as if milk could flow out if pinched.

Fang Fei gestured between her two rubies and asked, "Uncle Xu, which one should I stab?"

Without waiting for Xu Liu's answer, he continued, "I say the right one is better!"

With that, he flicked the needle, and the gleaming tip pierced Lu Xueqin's right ruby.

Lu Xueqin was deaf and blind, and had been in this doggy-style position for a long time. She had no strength left in her body, and every muscle ached. Just then, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her nipple, and couldn't help but tremble, letting out a soft cry: "Ah—"

Fang Fei turned the needle piercing Lu Xueqin's pert nipple, seeing the trickle of blood flowing from it, and couldn't help but sigh, "So even the Silent Consort can cry out!"

Xu Liu said, "Nephew, it's getting late, let's hurry upstairs. If you want to train this woman, there will be plenty of time after you've entered the sect."

Fang Fei had no choice but to release the needle, which remained piercing her nipple, swaying back and forth with her rapid breathing.

Fang Fei looked back several times reluctantly, but had no choice but to close the door and follow Xu Liu upstairs.

Fang Fei couldn't help but exclaim, "Uncle Xu, the beauties of the fourth realm you mentioned—whether it's my senior sister, Jiao Nu, or this Silent Consort whose face I only saw halfway—are all ethereal and otherworldly, far surpassing other beauties. They can be considered perfect among perfect beauties. To describe them as the emperor among beauties is too vulgar. I think another metaphor is more appropriate. These four realms of beauties are like the moon among the stars, standing out among all beauties."

Xu Liu, seeing his lingering admiration, said, "Indeed, my nephew's metaphor is more apt. However, although this woman is beautiful, she is, after all, the emperor's woman. It's best if you don't touch her. But don't be sad, I'll make you suffer with an even more beautiful one. I bet you won't even want to sleep with Lin Yujiao anymore, you'll only want to sleep with her. If the beauties of the fourth realm are the moon among beauties, then she is the sun among beauties!"

Fang Fei was shocked: Impossible! Beauties as beautiful as Ai Nu and his master seem to belong to another world. The existence of two of them is already a miracle among miracles. How could a third one appear? It was as if three suns had appeared in the sky—he couldn't believe it.

Seeing the disbelief on his face, Xu Liu smiled and said, "Speaking of which, you should know about this woman, my dear nephew."

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