A Martial Arts Prodigy - Author: Unknown

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Chapter 1:

Thousands of years ago, at the summit of heaven, a most beautiful and enchanting duel between saint and demon took place. The "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" and the "Blissful Arhat" engaged in a fierce battle capable of destroying the world, the otherworldly divine weapon "Golden Light Heavenly Crystal." In the end, both saint and demon were severely injured and fell to the mortal realm.

Legend has it that the "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" left behind the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique," which was inherited by a wise mortal woman, the first "Hundred Flowers Saintess," Shui Fuxian. With this earth-shattering sacred martial art, she helped the weak and oppressed, vanquished demons, and averted a catastrophe from imminent danger to the martial arts world. Her residence, "Immortal Abode Valley," became a revered holy site in the martial arts world.

The wounded "Arhat of Bliss," in order to destroy "Guanyin of a Hundred Flowers," also passed on the "Soul-Destroying Bliss Skill" to the then-protector of the Demonic Sect, ordering the "Witch of Bliss," Yu Jiao'er, to unleash a bloodbath in the martial world, extinguishing righteousness and fostering evil, ensuring that "Guanyin of a Hundred Flowers" would never have the chance to ascend through righteousness.

The struggle between the holy and the demonic has thus continued among humankind to this day.

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In the dark forest, the sound of crying echoed. A small infant with curved eyebrows and a round face, nestled in swaddling clothes, faintly radiated light. Such a pitiful baby, abandoned—fate was truly unfair.

But heaven had eyes; misfortune was followed by good fortune, changing the infant's life forever.

A woman appeared before the infant, her beauty captivating in the night breeze. Her white robe billowed in the wind, exuding a relaxed and ethereal grace. Her exquisite features seemed born of the very essence of heaven and earth; her eyebrows were delicate as spring mountains,

her eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified air, like a goddess descended from heaven, transforming the dark forest into a serene and enchanting paradise. Her flowing, jet-black hair, cascading down her shoulders, made her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like two rows of sparkling jade, were mesmerizing. It was a genuine, natural beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water, astonishing how naturally beautiful one could be.

She was Bai Lingsu, the "Saintess of a Hundred Flowers" of this era. At only eighteen years old, she had already mastered the eighth stage of the "Sacred Heart Technique of a Hundred Flowers," suppressed the "Four Elders of the Demonic Sect" with her sword, outwitted the "Evil Mountain Stronghold," and commanded the "Martial Alliance." She could be said to be the most talented successor of "Immortal Abode Valley" in recent years. In order to settle the score with her destined opponent, the current "Blissful Witch" Hei Yuerong, she left the valley to keep her appointment.

Unexpectedly, Hei Yuerong, who had defeated the "Six Major Sects" and dealt a heavy blow to the "Noble Families," had also mastered the seventy-seventh level of the "Blissful Soul-Destroying Skill." The two could not escape the fate of their predecessors and fought fiercely for six days and seven nights. In the end, they were both seriously injured and the outcome was still inconclusive.

On her way back to "Xianju Valley" to heal her injuries, Bai Lingsu heard the baby crying and found her way here. Although she was already a peerless martial arts master, she was still a young girl of eighteen and had not much life experience. She was at a loss for what to do, but being kind and gentle by nature, she gently picked up the baby and said, "Good boy, don't cry, sister is here with you."

The baby felt the warmth and opened its two delicate little hands to hug Bai Lingsu's full and firm breasts. Bai Lingsu felt a strange sensation coming from her chest. This was the first time that someone had touched her sensitive area. She never expected that a little baby would be the first to do so.

A blush crept across Bai Lingsu's face, making her even more radiant. She gently scolded, "Why are you so naughty? Your sister has no milk for you."

A surge of anger welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but cough up a small mouthful of blood. Bai Lingsu thought to herself, "This injury is quite serious. I'd better quickly entrust this baby to a kind family and go back to heal as soon as possible."

The baby, who had been calm, seemed to understand her feelings and cried incessantly, unwilling to part. This night was far from lonely.
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Fifteen years later, the sun shone into "Xianju Valley" once again on time.

Inside a simple wooden house in the valley, a fifteen-year-old boy lay on the bed. He was handsome with delicate features, innocent and childlike, yet possessed an extraordinary and dignified charm. This boy was no ordinary person. In his sleep, he reached out to hug his neighbor and murmured, "Godmother."

"An'er, get up and eat."

An'er woke up and saw that the quilt beside him was already folded. He said awkwardly, "Godmother, you got up so early. Why didn't you wake me up?"

Bai Lingsu, who had entered the room, said gently, "Godmother saw that you were sleeping so soundly and didn't have the heart to wake you."

Although she was thirty-three years old, the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" had the effect of preserving youth like a flower, so Bai Lingsu still looked as young as twenty-something. In addition to her previous pure and refined beauty, she had gained a mature and charming demeanor.

The boy was the baby Bai Lingsu had found fifteen years ago. He always cried when given to others to raise, only calming down in her arms, so she adopted him herself, naming him "An" and treating him as her own. After

dinner, An'er said, "Godmother, I'm going to town to play with Little Fatty."

Bai Lingsu frowned slightly and instructed him with concern, "Don't cause trouble, come back early."

Little did she know that this trip would cause Bai Lingsu a great deal of trouble. Out of curiosity, Little Fatty and An'er peeked into Little Fatty's parents' bedroom and saw two naked adults entwined, emitting wanton moans, their expressions so pleasurable. The two boys, seeing this for the first time, were simply surprised that adults could enjoy such things. They discussed it until midnight before An'er remembered it was time to go home. At this moment, Bai Lingsu, solemn and

dignified
, was practicing the eighth stage of the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" in the room. To practice this martial art, one must be a virgin, because with each stage of progress, there would be a burning desire that would consume one's heart. Only with unwavering willpower and sacred resolve could one overcome it. Successive generations of holy maidens had managed to maintain their purity through sheer willpower, but none had ever broken through to the eighth stage.

Bai Lingsu was facing this hurdle. For fifteen years, she had been unable to enter the ninth stage, and it seemed she wouldn't be able to this time either. Suddenly, her body began to change; she felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body. A lustful, yearning filled her eyes, and the painful yet pleasurable burning desire consumed her once more. Bai Lingsu immediately pressed her tongue against her upper chin, focused her eyes and nose on her heart, and resisted with supreme willpower. Previous holy maidens had been able to dispel lustful thoughts, let alone her most outstanding successor. However, she had an additional "An'er" compared to the previous holy maidens.

An'er rushed into the room and whispered, "Godmother, I'm back." Since childhood, he had slept with his godmother. When he couldn't see her outside, he knew it was time to go to bed.

Upon hearing An'er's voice, Bai Lingsu's mind was momentarily distracted. A surge of desire rushed forth, unstoppable. She desperately tried to suppress her lustful thoughts, attempting to resist with her cultivated composure, her face contorted in pain. Seeing Bai Lingsu's

distress, An'er cried out, "Godmother, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Not knowing what to do, he suddenly remembered how Xiao Pang's father had bitten Xiao Pang's mother's lips that morning, and how she had immediately become happy. It seemed this was a way to please adults. An'er immediately stepped forward and did as he was told. Before

Bai Lingsu could understand what An'er was about to do, An'er had already "bitten" Bai Lingsu's delicate cherry lips. He understood nothing, only quietly holding his godmother's fragrant lips.

The man's unique scent struck Bai Lingsu like a thunderbolt, and her last shred of sanity was swallowed up by lust. If it were any other man, she could use this last moment of clarity to kill the treacherous villain and preserve her pure and sacred body. But the man before her was her dearest godson. How could she bring herself to do it?

In that brief moment of hesitation, Bai Lingsu's tongue, no longer under her control, reached out and intertwined tightly with An'er's. Perhaps it was a man's instinct, or perhaps Bai Lingsu's tongue was simply too alluring. An'er's tongue, initially hesitant, then boldly took the initiative, tightly entwining with his godmother's limp tongue, licking every corner of Bai Lingsu's mouth with an air of nonchalance.

Bai Lingsu's eyes held a mesmerizing look. Her tongue, intertwined with An'er's, vanished from her previous pain, replaced by boundless excitement. They sucked on each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, exchanging saliva as if the saliva in each other's mouths contained the love between mother and child. At this moment,

An'er noticed that Bai Lingsu was drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through. To prevent his godmother from catching a cold, he quickly removed Bai Lingsu's white outer garment, leaving her only in her undergarment and white silk trousers.

Bai Lingsu was naturally pure, so she did not want others to touch her clothes. Therefore, she hand-sewn her outer garments, undergarments, and trousers, and preferred pure white.

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