The Legend of the Dragon King 1-4

This post contains 39,000 words, to be split into two posts, each around 20,000 words. I'll post it for you this time. Next time, I won't split it into posts or give a rating. *The Evil Legend of the Heavenly Dragon* Author: forn9988 Words: 38,805
A note beforehand: This article is written by a humble author who, using the game and a special protagonist's identity, attempts to offer a few insignificant, albeit humble, opinions on Jin Yong's masterpiece, *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, as a casual conversation. I hope you won't find it offensive. Just as the first rays of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, I had finished polishing the floor of the disciplinary hall until it shone. At that moment, the gates burst open, and a group of young monks in clean Shaolin robes rushed in. The leader immediately shouted, "You little bastards! Finished polishing? You look all strutting around, but can't you even be a little quicker? You're so clumsy!"
Another, bolder one, chimed in, "They're definitely clumsier with their hands than their feet, otherwise why would they call you little bastards, little beasts!"
Then they began to sing together, "Little bastard, blue eyes, fleshy chest, devilish look, thin eyebrows and a small mouth, a monster."
They surrounded me as they sang. What could I do but squat there, covering my ears, being mocked? Rebel against them! Disciples of the Disciplinary Hall, at the very least, need to have a certain level of skill in Shaolin Long Fist and Arhat Palm to be promoted to the rank of Disciplinary
...
Looking at that group of young monks with black eyes and yellow skin, whose martial arts skills far surpassed mine, what could I, with blue eyes and milky-white skin, say? So I shook my head and said, "I'm fine, Head Monk. I'm going to water the vegetables in the garden."
Xuanji said, "Go quickly."
I bowed slightly, then grabbed the basin and rushed out of the disciplinary hall. I ran to the servants' room, put the basin and rag away, and then went to the vegetable garden on the back mountain. As soon as I arrived, I saw Lu Gen lying on a bamboo chair, picking his teeth. I walked over and respectfully greeted him... He said, "Good morning."
Just as Green Root was about to speak, a little boy about my age, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, protruding ears, and very thick lips, tugged at my somewhat worn monk's robe and said, "Play with me, play with me."
I smiled wryly and said, "Sorry, I have work to do."
The boy cried and said, "I...I don't care, you have to play with me."
Just as I was about to speak again, Green Root chimed in, "Would it kill you to play with him for a little while, you little bastard?"
He'd already said that much, what could I say! So I said, "Okay, what do you want to play?"
The boy gave an innocent and bright smile and said, "Play...play horseback riding and fighting."
I smiled wryly and said, "I can't carry you!"
The boy said, "No...no, it's not that you have to carry me, it's that you have to lie on the ground and let me ride you."
Hearing this, I felt a surge of anger and thought to myself, 'There should be a limit to bullying people.' Just then, a sharp bamboo vine lashed down on me. Caught off guard, I stumbled forward a few steps in pain and turned to see Green Root standing there with a bamboo vine. He swung down again, yelling, "What are you doing with your fist? What are you doing with your fist? Trying to hit someone?! You're so young and already trying to hit people, you little bastard, you little beast! I'll teach you a lesson! You're so young and already trying to hit people, you're not learning anything! I'll teach you a lesson!"
With each word, he lashed me. I had no chance to talk back. Just then... A powerful palm strike landed, and a booming voice said, "This is outrageous!"
Green Root, struck, lunged towards the table. Moments later, a masked man in a black robe leaped out, appeared before me, scooped me up, and with a stomp, flew away from the vegetable garden, darting swiftly through the woods. Soon they arrived at a cave by a stream, where wine jars, fresh meat, and steamed buns were already laid out. The masked man in the black robe carried me to the bed, removed my filthy monk's robe, revealing my pale back, and... The man in black robes took out an exquisitely crafted small round box, applied some ointment, and then smeared it on my back. The excruciating pain shot straight to my head, bringing tears to my eyes, but I gritted my teeth and didn't cry out. The masked man in black robes asked, "Does it hurt, child?"
I gasped for breath and said, "No, it doesn't."
The man laughed wildly and said, "You've got guts, hahaha."
After he finished applying the ointment, he put away the box and picked up a small wine jar, saying, "Boy, dare to drink some wine?"
I said, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
Although my head had been shaved, I hadn't yet undergone the ordination ceremony, so I wasn't considered... As a formal Shaolin disciple, I took the wine jar and drank. Unexpectedly, it was mellow and soothing, so I drank a few more mouthfuls. The masked man in black robes laughed again, saying, "Well done!"
I said, "Uncle, your martial arts are so good, will you teach me? I don't want to be bullied anymore."
The masked man in black robes asked suspiciously, "Didn't those old bald monks at Shaolin Temple teach you martial arts?"
I said, "They didn't teach me anything, they just kept telling me to do things."
That was true; without ordination, one isn't a Shaolin disciple. Given Shaolin's principle of not passing on martial arts to outsiders, why would they teach me? The man said, "Poor child, but your uncle here doesn't know how to teach, so I can't teach you. By the way, let me tell you a little secret: go check out Ziyun Cave sometime, it's very exciting!"
Just as I was about to speak again, suddenly the world spun, and I fell unconscious.
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When I woke up again, it was already past midnight. I got out of bed in the meditation room, rubbing my aching head. Before I could figure out what was going on, the door was kicked open, and the young disciples from the disciplinary hall rushed in. They immediately started punching and kicking me, yelling, 'You little bastard, you lowly donkey! Sleeping in here, making us clean the floor ourselves! We'll beat you to death!'
They meant what they said, unleashing a barrage of Shaolin Long Fist and Arhat Palm techniques on me. I was in so much pain I was howling. But although I didn't know martial arts, I did know the most powerful of the Thirty-Six Stratagems. Seeing an opportunity, I quickly slipped out of the meditation room. And that slipped away just in time! They hadn't brought anything and were attacking me empty-handed." As soon as they saw me slip away, they all ran to grab long sticks and started yelling, "Chase the little bastard! Kill the little beast!"
They chased me all the way from the meditation room to the vegetable garden, and then from the vegetable garden all the way to the cliff edge behind the mountain. The leader cursed, "Run again! You little beast! Damn it, you made me gasp for breath! If we catch you, we'll beat you to death!" I
looked at the bottomless abyss behind me and thought, "Going back with them is death, jumping down is also death. Since I was picked up from the stream, I might as well go back to where I came from." After thinking this, I jumped down without saying another word and passed out again.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in a stone chamber. Just as I tried to get up, an intense, sharp pain swept over me, making me feel like I was dying. At that moment, a gentle voice said, "Lie still and don't move."
I turned my head and saw a woman with a graceful figure and stunning beauty. Her smile had a captivating dimple. Although her hand gently caressed my body, I could still vaguely sense the powerful inner strength in her hand. So I obediently lay down. The woman said, "Good girl. Now close your eyes, relax your whole body, and don't think about anything. You fell from such a height and were badly injured. You need to rest well. You are very safe here. No one will bully you anymore."
Her words were gentle and kind, making me feel like I was bathed in a spring breeze. I felt so relaxed and at ease.
During my recuperation, I felt lightheaded, as if I were floating in the void, my whole body feeling incredibly relaxed and carefree. When I awoke again, I found my meridians felt completely transformed, so comfortable and exhilarating. The woman looked at me and said, "You're awake. How are you feeling?"
I replied, "I feel completely refreshed, indescribably comfortable."
The woman gently touched my face and said, "That's good. Seeing so many scars on your body at such a young age, are you often bullied?"
I nodded. The woman said, "Poor child, would you like to learn martial arts?"
I said, "Of course I would. If I learn martial arts, I won't be bullied anymore."
The woman said, "Alright, I can teach you martial arts, but you must promise me that learning martial arts is for your own protection." "You can't bully people, especially those monks on the mountain."
Upon hearing this, I said, "I was picked up from a stream by Shaolin monks when I was six and brought to Shaolin Temple. From the age of eight, I was bullied for seven years, simply because my eyes, skin color, and physique were different from theirs. They called me a little beast, a little bastard. I jumped off the cliff because they forced me to. And now you want me not to seek revenge! This…"
The woman said, "I understand. You have many sorrows and grievances in your heart. To tell you the truth, you were able to survive entirely thanks to the Shaolin Temple's treasure, the Yi Jin Jing. So, the Shaolin monks have both enmity and kindness towards you. The two cancel each other out, don't they? Besides, the Shaolin Temple…" "They've raised you for nine years, so they owe you a debt of gratitude. How can you go looking for trouble after you've mastered martial arts?"
I said. "Alright, I'll serve you for nine years. I won't cause trouble for Shaolin Temple during those nine years, and I'll go to Shaolin to avenge my humiliation after nine years."
The woman shook her head and said, "It seems the Shaolin monks didn't teach you Buddhist compassion. That's truly their oversight."
I said, "Then... what about the young disciples in the disciplinary hall? They eat vegetarian food, chant Buddhist scriptures, and practice martial arts every day, yet they still beat and humiliated me, even forcing me to jump off a cliff. Is this Buddhist compassion?"
The woman smiled and said, "You have a point. Alright, let's make a deal: you'll stay by my side for nine years." "I'll teach you martial arts, but you have to promise me you won't have any skills for nine years. Remember your experience at Shaolin Temple? Can you do that?"
I thought for a moment and said, "Okay, no problem." The
woman nodded and said, "By the way, what's your name?"
I lowered my head and said, "I don't know, they all call me…"
Because of the agreement, I didn't say the rest. The woman thought for a while and then said, "Then I'll name you Liu Yunfei. What do you think?"
I happily said, "Yay, yay, I have a name!"
The woman said, "Can you read and write?"
I said, "I'm often called to the Sutra Repository to help copy scriptures and organize them, so I know a little about Chinese characters and Sanskrit."
The woman sighed and said, "You know the words but not the meaning, what a pity."
I remained silent. The woman continued, "Although I will teach you some things, I am naturally carefree and dislike being bound or bound by formalities. So you don't need to kowtow to me and call me Master. Just call me... Sister Xiaoyao."
I thought for a moment and said, "The 'Fei' in 'Yunfei' (Cloud Concubine) that you chose for me, is it the 'Fei' in 'flying up to the ninth heaven'?"
The woman nodded and said, "Yes, otherwise, which 'Fei' do you think it is?"
I lowered my head and said, "The 'Fei' in 'Queen Consort'."
Upon hearing this, the woman laughed and said, "Little one, you do have a few resemblances to a woman, but if you really want to compare yourself to the concubines of the palace, you are far from qualified."
I retorted, unconvinced . "How would you know if you've never been to the palace?"
the woman said calmly. "Because my sister is the Queen Consort of Western Xia, how could I not know? Alright, take this book and practice according to it every night before you go to sleep. I will assist you at the beginning, so don't worry. I think you should have already broken through the first level, but you should still start from the first level."
I took the book and said, "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyao."
The woman said, "Put the book aside for now. I will teach you the Book of Changes first. After you learn it, I can teach you a set of light-body skills."
I said, "Okay."
And so began my days living with Sister Xiaoyao. Under her careful care, my hair grew quickly... it was golden. Sister Xiaoyao gently combed my hair. "What beautiful hair," the woman said. "It seems you're not Han Chinese, but a distinguished guest from afar."
I said mournfully, "Those who are not of my kind are sure to have different hearts; it seems
you're young..." I didn't dare finish my sentence because of our agreement. The woman reached out and hugged me from behind, saying, "Yun'er, don't overthink it. Han people are people, as are people from Dali, Liao, Western Xia, Tubo, and even the place where you were born! Why be so particular? Isn't it better to eat and have fun together? They're just afraid of the unknown, so they do irrational things. Don't take it to heart."
Although Sister Xiaoyao's words made sense, I had a different interpretation in my heart: "They see me as different from others, and since I have no martial arts skills, they think I'm easy to bully. A kind person is bullied, a good horse is ridden. I must study martial arts even harder; I don't want to be bullied forever." With this understanding, I studied even more diligently what Sister Xiaoyao taught me. Before dawn, I would fetch water from the stream, then chop wood to exercise. After breakfast, I would practice playing the flute, as Sister Xiaoyao had taught me. Afterwards, I would play Go with her, initially she would guide me, then we would discuss scriptures, reason, and learn to read and write. In the afternoons, we would practice moves, counter each other's moves, and resolve each other's strategies. At night, I would meditate and practice my inner cultivation. My days were fulfilling, interesting, happy, and carefree.
Time seemed to fly by, and nine years passed in the blink of an eye. Sitting in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. I had long, shimmering golden hair, willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a hooked nose, cherry lips, large breasts, a slender waist, rounded hips, a tall figure, a captivating beauty, strong limbs, extraordinary, with one flaw: an extra limb, androgynous, Liu Yunfei.
Just as I was lost in my own thoughts, I heard "Yun'er" behind me.
I stood up, turned around, and said, "Sister Xiaoyao."
The woman walked over, looked up at me, and said, "It's strange, nine years ago I was half a head shorter than Sister Xiaoyao, but now I'm almost a head taller than her." She happily patted me and said, "Nine years have passed. My Yun'er has grown up and become beautiful. Now you truly deserve the title of Queen."
I looked at Sister Xiaoyao with confusion. Why was she acting so strangely today? She took my hand and led me to a stone chamber, which was her room. She led me to a corner where there was a box. She said, "Open it."
I did as she said. Inside the box were some beautiful things. Sister Xiaoyao said, "Take them out and put them on the table."
I said "Oh," and moved the whole box to the table. Then I took out the items one by one and placed them on the table: a scroll, a folding fan, an exquisite white jade flute, a heavy brocade bag, and a large stack of silver notes. A beautifully crafted wine gourd, a small linen bag containing firecrackers, three exquisite glass bottles, a purplish-red bellyband, a pale red wide-sleeved fairy dress, and a pair of short boots trimmed with snow fox fur.
After arranging them, Sister Xiaoyao said, "These are your attire for your travels. After you leave the cave, take this scroll to Leigu Mountain and find a man known as Mr. Congbian, Su Xinghe. Ask him where the person who painted this is... Oh, never mind, just give it to him."
I said, "Sister Xiaoyao, aren't you coming with me to travel the world?"
The woman smiled faintly and said, "Yun'er, be good."
She then walked to her bedside, taking off her clothes as she went. When she sat on the bed, she was naked. She said to me, "Come here, Yun'er."
I went over, and she lay down on the bed, saying, "Take off your clothes and get on, hug me."
I was stunned for a moment, but adhering to my principles of naivety, trust, obedience, and following orders, I obediently took off my clothes and got on the bed, hugging her soft body. She gently kissed me and said, "Congratulations on turning twenty-two. This is a birthday present from your older sister; I hope you like it."
Just as I was about to speak, to my utter surprise, she reached out and gently cupped my penis, guiding it directly into her honeypot. She gasped, and as I was about to withdraw, her hands grabbed me tightly, and her legs wrapped around me, preventing me from... She smiled wickedly and said, "Forgive my selfishness, sister. You didn't give me this gift today. If you're satisfied, you can't leave. Tonight, I'm yours, Yunlang."
With that, she thrust my penis deeper into her soft, moist, and fragrant forbidden land. We both cried out at the same time. After a pause, I didn't care about anything else, throwing all those moral and ethical rules to the winds. I began to thrust into this beautiful sister who had loved, pampered, and cherished me for nine years. The stone chamber was filled with alluring moans and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding. Lust entwined the two beautiful and alluring bodies on the bed. After releasing my lust, I thrust hard and poured a breath into Xiaoyao's body. You read that right, I didn't misread it, it was breath, not essence.
Five years ago, in order to cultivate the unique Yin martial art, Nine Demonic Snake Claws, to prevent me from going mad from being consumed by lust during cultivation, Sister Xiaoyao personally performed surgery to remove my scrotum. As a result, I can no longer ejaculate essence. Because of this, my appearance has become more alluring and beautiful since then. But from then on, there will no longer be any blonde-haired, blue-eyed children who have been bullied by the Han people of the Song Dynasty because of me.
After catching her breath, the woman asked, "Will you resent me?"
I kissed her and said, "How could I?"
Sister Xiaoyao said, "But I will. I was heartbroken and saddened for so long because I caused a guest from afar to be childless. But after today, perhaps I can finally rest. Thank you, Yunlang, for the happiness you brought me during these last days. I'm so happy."
After saying that, she took a breath and gently grasped my arms with both hands. Before I could figure out what was going on, I felt a continuous, gentle, ocean-like energy surging into my body. I realized with a start that it was the reversed Beiming Divine Art. Sister Xiaoyao was passing on all her power to me. Just as I was about to circulate my energy, I realized, "Oh right, I don't think I learned how to block the energy that the other person is sending in." After a while, the internal energy that had entered slowly dissipated, and Sister Xiaoyao aged rapidly. I hugged her and cried out, "Why? Why did you do this? I've never blamed you!"
Sister Xiaoyao said in her aged voice, "My dear Yun'er, I know my days are numbered, and I can no longer protect you." "I can only pass on all my life's skills to you to protect you. This is my way of making amends. My dear Yun'er, you must rely on yourself from now on. I'm sorry, please forgive me. Senior brother... I'll be going now."
I cried out, "No..."
After crying for a long time, I buried Sister Xiaoyao and knelt and kowtowed before her grave. After dressing, I suddenly remembered the masked man in black robes who had said nine years ago that the Purple Cloud Cave held a mysterious and wonderful secret, unmatched by anyone. Since it was so mysterious, I naturally had to go and see it. So I used my Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to run towards the Purple Cloud Cave. When I got close to the cave, I found nothing unusual, but as I went further in, I discovered a hidden world and found something of earth-shattering significance. I laughed and said, "It really is wonderful."
After saying that, I slipped out of the Purple Cloud Cave. As I ran, I thought, "Should I go to Shaolin or go directly to Leigu Mountain? No!" "Sister Xiaoyao just died, and I promised him I wouldn't directly cause trouble for Shaolin Temple. Fine, you bald monks, we'll settle this score later." With that thought, I turned south towards Leigu Mountain.
After several days of travel, I finally arrived at the foot of Leigu Mountain. After a short rest, I began my ascent. The cool breeze was refreshing. Halfway up the mountain, I saw a large stone wall with a chessboard laid out on it. Two large characters, "Zhenlong," hung on the wall. Below the wall were two large urns, each containing a black and white round stone. Next to the black round stone urn was a bamboo chair and a tea table. An elderly man with white hair sat on the chair. I opened my folding fan, fanned myself, and walked over. Reaching the old man, I closed the fan and bowed, saying, "This humble woman is Liu Yunfei. Greetings, sir. May I ask if there is lodging on this mountain?" There was a man known as Mr. Congbian, Su Xinghe.
The old man looked at me suspiciously and said, "What do you want with him?"
I took out the scroll and said, "I was entrusted by someone to give this scroll to him."
The old man said, "May I take a look?"
I thought for a moment and then opened the scroll for the old man to see. The old man only saw half of it and said, "That's enough. You can put the painting away. If you want to find him, you must first break the intricate chess game on the stone wall."
Ah, I have to break a chess game to find someone. How troublesome. I said, "Then I'll be rude."
After saying that, I opened the folding fan with a whoosh and went forward to take a look. I was delighted and thought, "This chess game! Sister Xiaoyao set it up and taught me. She asked me to think about where to place the first piece." After a while, I saw a pair of living pieces and thought, "That's it." I closed my folding fan, picked up a white stone, and threw it towards the two living pieces. Su Xinghe jumped up and said, "Nonsense! Even if you are Master Li..."
I was already a little scared and couldn't remember, and he was still shouting so loudly. So I retorted before he could finish, "Let's play chess, what are you babbling about? It's your turn."
This time, the old man was stunned for a moment, then picked up a black stone and responded, capturing all my suicide white pieces. After thinking for a moment, I picked up the white stone and placed it on the empty space that had been captured. The old man responded with a move. I thought for a moment and then threw the white stone to the 3-9 position. The old man responded with a move. I thought for a moment and then threw the white stone to the 2-8 position. This time, the old man smiled and responded with a move. I thought for a moment and then threw the white stone to the 5-6 position, capturing the black 3. The old man nodded and responded with a move. I thought for a moment and then threw the white stone to the 7-8 position, saying, "Thank you for the concession."
The old man cupped his hands and said, "Truly, beauty is not inferior to brute force; a gifted talent. " "Congratulations! This way, young lady."
I opened my folding fan with a swish and walked over to a stone wall. I asked him curiously, "I'm looking for Mr. Su."
The old man said, "I am Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe, but the person you are really looking for is inside. Please come in."
I looked at the mountain wall and soon remembered what Sister Xiaoyao had said: "What is illusory is real, and what is real is illusory. Illusion and reality are intertwined. Sometimes what we cannot see may not necessarily be non-existent. Perhaps someone is deliberately creating mystery." So I gathered my strength and unleashed the [Tianshan Six Yang Palm] that Sister Xiaoyao had taught me. The palm strike actually led me into a pitch-black place. I took out a tinderbox, swallowed hard, and went inside. After a while, I finally arrived at a stone chamber with some light. Just as I extinguished the tinderbox, a rope silently appeared behind me. By the time I realized it, it was too late; it coiled around me like a snake. I exclaimed in surprise, "Who's letting me go!"
The person deliberately focused on my breasts, making them appear even more rounded and prominent. Then I felt a hand on my left shoulder, and a magnetic, mature voice said, "Tell me! Where did you get this outfit? I'll chop you up if you don't tell me."
I said, "Sister Xiaoyao gave it to me. Let me go!"
The man said, "You actually possess powerful Xiaoyao Sect internal energy within you. What's your Sister Xiaoyao's surname?"
I said, "Mind your own business, you pervert! Let me go!"
Just as I struggled, the scroll fell out of my arms. The man reached out, picked it up, and opened it. I said, "Don't look! You pervert!"
The man turned me around and asked, "Did your sister Xiaoyao give you this painting?"
At that moment, I noticed that the agitated man looked remarkably like the man in the painting. I said, "I'm going to tell Sister Xiaoyao that the person she's looking for is a pervert."
The man paused for a moment, then quickly pulled the rope back, saying quite amiably, "Alright, alright, let's talk this out. You can tell..." "Tell me, where is your sister Xiaoyao?"
I said hesitantly, "She's dead."
Upon hearing this, the man stumbled back into the inner room. I quickly ran over and asked, "Are you alright?"
The man asked, "Was she peaceful when she passed away?"
I said, "Yes, peacefully. Oh, right, she mentioned Senior Brother~."
Unexpectedly, as soon as I uttered the word "Senior Brother," the man rushed over and grabbed my hand, excitedly saying, "I'm here, Senior Brother is here!"
In a moment of panic, I used the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, but the man reacted quickly, immediately shaking my hand away forcefully. He then removed my Northern Darkness Divine Skill and let go of me. I looked at him and said, "Can you teach me this move?"
The man said, "Then tell me first, what did your Xiaoyao sister say about your senior brother?"
I lowered my head and said, "Senior brother... I'll take my leave now."
Sure enough, the man roared, "No~ no, heavens!"
After a while, the man said, "The Xiaoyao Sect's internal energy and martial arts in your body were all given to you by your Xiaoyao sister?"
I nodded. The man said, "The senior brother your Xiaoyao sister mentioned is me, Wuyazi. That painting was originally painted for your Xiaoyao sister. Besides her, I have no..." "Then give it to the other fellow disciples; young lady, what's your name?"
I bowed and said, "Junior Liu Yunfei greets senior."
Wu Yazi said, "You call her Sister Xiaoyao, so she didn't ask you to become her disciple?"
I nodded, and Wu Yazi said, "Then I'll take you as my disciple and teach you other martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. You'll do two things for me, how about that?"
I said, "I already have what Sister Xiaoyao taught me, so there's no need for me to become her disciple. But since you're Sister Xiaoyao's senior brother, please let me know if you need anything."
Wu Yazi took out a hemp rope, and without saying a word, I immediately took a step back. Wu Yazi said, "You're often bullied, aren't you?" "
I said, 'That's none of your business.'
Wu Yazi said, 'If I were to teach you, I could use the Tortoise Shell Binding technique I just used to deal with the people who bullied you. What do you think?'
Sometimes I really hate my inability to let go. As soon as I heard that, I used my Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to rush to him and kneel down, saying, 'Master, please accept my bow.'
After saying that, I kowtowed six times. Wu Yazi said, 'Three more, and I'll teach you everything I know.'
I kowtowed three more times. Wu Yazi said with satisfaction, 'I have taken in three disciples in my life. My eldest disciple is Su Xinghe, my second disciple is the rebellious Ding Chunqiu, and you are my third disciple. Ding Chunqiu is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He not only secretly practiced the evil Huagong Dafa (a martial arts technique), but also knocked me off a cliff, forcing me to hide here for thirty years.'
I said, 'You want me to cleanse the sect?'
Wu Yazi said, 'Exactly. Secondly, bring this painting to the Wuliang Mountain cave in Dali Kingdom. That's all.'" "Are you willing?"
After saying that, he handed me a scroll. I took it and said, "Okay, no problem."
Wu Yazi smiled. He first taught me the incantation and method of the Tortoise Shell Binding Technique, then reached out his right hand to grab my right hand and his left hand to grab my left hand, and used the Reversal of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. The even more surging internal energy flowed into my body. After a while, Wu Yazi was no longer young, his face full of wrinkles. I stepped forward and hugged him. Wu Yazi reached out and picked up a ring, saying, "From today onwards, I will pass on the position of leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect to you. Starry Constellation Old Monster, the matter of Ding Chunqiu is entrusted to you."
After saying that, this handsome and unfettered man fell into eternal sleep. Not long after, Su... Xinghe walked in, tears streaming down her face. I said, "Senior brother, please accept my condolences. I will do my best to fulfill Master's last wish, but there are still many things to deal with right now, so please bury Master on my behalf."
Su Xinghe bowed and said, "I will obey the sect leader's order."

Surrounded by mountains, lush and green, the scenery of the South was indeed extraordinary. Just as I was drinking Zhuyeqing tea and riding my horse slowly along the mountain path, I suddenly noticed a woman in a wide-sleeved fairy dress standing in front of me. When my horse came up to her, she closed her folding fan and bowed, saying, "May I ask if you are going to the Wuliang Mountain Cave in Dali Kingdom?" "
I asked, 'Do you know how to get there, young lady?'
The woman replied, 'Going there would be pointless. If you're delivering something to the Xiaoyao Sect, you might as well change your route and head east to the Mantuo Manor in Suzhou. You'll gain much there. That's all I have to say. I hope you'll consider it.'
With that, she dashed off. I stared at her figure and gait, and muttered to myself, 'Lingbo Weibu.'
It seems she's one of us. Well then, I turned my horse and headed east."
After several days of travel, I finally arrived in Suzhou. The perfect combination of mountains and rivers was truly a paradise on earth, breathtakingly beautiful. Just as I stood on the lakeshore enjoying the cool breeze, I heard a woman humming a tune on the lake. Soon, a small boat approached. Remembering that I was a skilled flute player with nine years of training, I couldn't resist the urge to play and took out my white jade flute. A short while later, the boat docked, and a young woman in a green dress stepped out, saying, "Miss, your flute playing is truly beautiful. Would you like to cross the river?"
I held the flute and said, "I was just humming a tune and made a fool of myself. I would like to..." "Young lady, could you tell me how to get to the Mantuo Manor in Suzhou?" Just
as the girl in green was about to answer, a voice called "Amitabha" suddenly came from not far away.
Dissatisfied, I turned to look and saw a strangely dressed man in a monk's robe, leading a boy about my age towards us. I've always disliked people who just chant Buddhist mantras, so I turned to the girl in green with displeasure. When the two reached my side, the strange-looking monk said, "This humble monk wishes to go to Canhe Manor. Could you please grant me passage?"
The girl in green replied, "Canhe Manor is difficult for outsiders to know. I wonder if the master... " " Father, where did you hear that?"
I didn't want to pay attention to that bald monk. I only saw the young man, who was refined and polite, nodding to me respectfully, but his eyes revealed an indescribable worry. That expression piqued my curiosity, so the girl in green said, "From here to Yanziwu Qinyun Xiaozhu, it's all by water. Why don't I take you there? What do you think?"
I said, "Excuse me."
After saying that, I lightly jumped onto the small boat, and then with a whoosh, I opened a folding fan and fanned myself. The strange-sounding monk said, "A barbarian trying to be refined, neither fish nor fowl."
Hearing this, my displeasure intensified. Wang then said, "Then Master, let's learn from Bodhidharma's crossing the river on a reed."
With that, he used his left hand to pull the white-robed youth towards him, while simultaneously using his right hand to propel the small boat away from the shore. The strange-looking monk, seeing the youth so easily snatched from his grasp, rushed forward to grab him back but missed and fell into the water. Seeing him angrily pounding the water, yet helpless, the three of us chuckled. Seeing him about to attack, I said, "Don't move, I'll save you."
The green-clad girl and the white-robed youth said in unison, "Miss."
I coldly replied, "Too close to the shore."
I don't know if the two were quick learners or just as cunning as I was, but as soon as I said that, the young man volunteered to squat down and reach out, saying, "Kumārajīva, let me pull you up."
It turned out the strange-looking monk was named Kumārajīva. After boarding the boat, Kumārajīva said, "This humble monk is Kumārajīva, the Great Wheel King of Tibet. May I ask your name, young lady?"
I nodded and said, "And you, sir?"
The young man immediately bowed and said,
"Duan Yu of Dali." I said, "This humble woman is Liu Yunfei."
Then I took out my flute and played, and the girl in green hummed along. The leisurely boat glided into Taihu Lake. The wide expanse of water was soothing. Soon, we saw a dock ahead. I put away my flute and asked, "Excuse me, what's that?"
The girl in green, named Abi, said, "That's Qin Yun. Beyond that is Tingxiang Pavilion."
This time, Kumārajīva had learned his lesson. He gripped Duan Yu's shoulder tightly, afraid I would snatch it away again. I gave a cold laugh. With a single step, he channeled his inner energy and used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to leap ashore. Reaching the shore, he swiftly opened his folding fan and fanned it. Kumārajīva, no longer uttering a word, obediently waited for the boat to reach the shore before pulling Duan Yu ashore. Abi followed, and as soon as they reached the shore, Kumārajīva impatiently asked, "Is this the Canhe Manor?"
Abi replied, "No, this is where Master Murong gave us servants to stay. To go to the Canhe Manor, we need to ask the steward and get permission first. Please come in and have some tea and snacks."
After saying this, she walked ahead and entered the Qin Yun Xiaozhu. I followed her in. After the four of us sat down, a male servant brought tea and snacks. Three teacups were placed in front of Kumārajīva, Duan Yu, and me. Abi said, "Please enjoy."
The three of us picked up the teacups. Kumārajīva lifted the lid of the teacup to look at it, then covered it and put it back down. Duan Yu also opened it to look at it, but he neither drank nor covered it. I picked up the teacup and gently lifted the lid. I smelled it first, and then slowly and skillfully used the lid to push the green, snail-like tea leaves floating on the surface of the tea to the other side of the teacup. In this way, only the fragrant tea was near my lips. I took a small sip of water. Duan Yu, seeing this, immediately imitated me, then said, "The tea is fragrant and sweet."
I said, "It's terrifying."
Duan Yu looked at me in confusion. I put down the teacup and said, "This tea is called 'Terrifying Fragrance' because it's picked in the morning and selected at noon. So, tea-picking girls sometimes put the tea leaves in their bosoms to take advantage of the situation. As the tea leaves warm up to body temperature, they release a terrifying fragrance, hence the name."
Shaolin Temple has plenty of refined people, and the tea room is full of famous teas from all over the country. I, a lowly servant, have long been able to brew them and know most of their origins. Abi, upon hearing this, said, "Miss Liu is not only knowledgeable in music but also a connoisseur of tea. She is truly knowledgeable."
I smiled and said, "I know a little, but I'm making a fool of myself."
Kumārajīva said unhappily, "Miss Abi, could you please ask a manager to come out? This humble monk is eager to pay respects to Master Murong."
Abi said, "Sister Azhu is in charge of us servants, but it seems that we won't be able to pay our respects at Tingxiang Water Fragrance until tomorrow." "As for the place of worship, this is also where Master Murong made his offerings,"
said Kumārajīva. "Then please, Miss Abi, lend me some tea oil."
Abi didn't understand why, but she lent it to him anyway. Unexpectedly, Kumārajīva, carrying the tea oil in one hand and grabbing Duan Yu in the other, was about to walk into the bushes. Seeing this, Abi turned to me and said, "Please, Miss Liu, help save Young Master Duan."
It's impossible to do something if a man asks, but it's worth considering if a woman asks. So I jumped out and came behind Kumārajīva. I struck out with my palm and said, "Kumārajīva, don't act recklessly."
I didn't expect that the Great Wheel King would use Duan Yu as a shield. Unfortunately, he was still one move behind. I was just using the momentum of my palm strike. As soon as I saw Duan... With Duan Yu blocking my way, I immediately stepped forward and used my ultimate technique, the Nine-Tailed Serpent Claw. I flattened my palm into a serpentine hand and attacked Duan Yu, then suddenly transformed my palm into a claw and grabbed him. I forcefully flicked away Kumārajīva's hand. Having secured my prey, I didn't linger. I quickly used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to run back to Qin Yun Xiaozhu (a private residence). Kumārajīva, realizing he had been tricked, was furious and followed me. Back at Qin Yun Xiaozhu, I released Duan Yu and released his pressure points with a wave of my hand. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, Miss Liu." Abi naturally looked at me with gratitude as well. I smiled at Abi. Just
then, Kumārajīva arrived and said, "You, surnamed Liu, you'd better mind your own business."
At this moment, an old woman leaning on a cane came out of the small building. She said, "Who is causing trouble here?"
Kumārajīva said, "This humble monk is Kumārajīva from the Tubo Kingdom, who has come to pay a visit."
The old woman said, "What brings you here?"
Kumārajīva said, "This humble monk has an agreement with Master Murong. This humble monk will bring the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual of Dali Kingdom to Master Murong, and in return, Master Murong will allow this humble monk to study it in your Huanxiang Pavilion for a few days."
The old woman said, "Where is the sword manual?"
Kumārajīva said, "The sword manual was burned by Master Kurong at Tianlong Temple in Dali Kingdom, but this young master Duan memorized all the sword techniques. Burning it will allow us to offer sacrifices to Master Murong." "
I said, 'The Six Meridians Divine Sword of Dali Kingdom is unparalleled in the world, its power is incomparable, yet this sick cat... Kumārajīva, if you're going to spout nonsense, at least do it properly, lest you embarrass Tibet.'
Kumārajīva said, 'Then please, Young Master Duan, demonstrate it.'
Even a sick cat has its pride, and a fox has its trump card. Duan Yu said, 'I don't know anything about the Seven Meridians Palm or the Eight Meridians Saber, it's all your nonsense.'
After saying that, I immediately whispered, 'Young Master Duan, if you dare to step back, I'll throw you out.'
Upon hearing this, Duan Yu quickly withdrew his foot. I used my inner strength to send a secret message to Abi, 'Prepare the small boat.'" "We're outta here!"
Abi hurriedly went inside to prepare. The dignified Grand Preceptor of the nation had been repeatedly outmaneuvered by this unknown young girl, and he had lost all sense of honor. He channeled his inner energy and swung his palm at us. Seeing him move, I also unleashed my inner strength, using the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan. The difference in strength was immediately apparent; he was sent flying. I don't know if it was Duan Yu, but the shockwave sent him tumbling into the house. Seeing that I had succeeded, I quickly turned and grabbed Duan Yu, rushing into the small building. With my other hand, I grabbed the old lady. Abi quickly said, "Miss Liu, this way!"
She pointed to a cave entrance with a small boat below. Abi and I jumped down and onto the boat. The old lady, abandoning her usual mature voice, said in a gentle tone, "Please put me down."
I smiled and said, "Excuse me, Miss A'Zhu."
As soon as I spoke, A'Bi, who was steering at the stern, and Duan Yu, who was lying down, both looked at me in surprise. The old lady, who had come to the bow to steer the boat, removed her mask and said, "How did you know it was me, Miss?"
I swiftly opened my folding fan and said, "Miss A'Zhu's disguise skills are unparalleled. However, I had the opportunity to interact with several elderly seniors, so I have some knowledge of their mannerisms and aura. Therefore, I boldly guessed from a few details just now; it was truly a stroke of luck."
A'Bi said, "Miss Liu's martial arts are so high, why didn't you attack and repel that evil monk from the beginning?"
I smiled and said, "Duan..." "Young master, may I ask if you are a member of the royal family of Dali?"
Duan Yu scratched his head and said, "My father is the Prince of Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun."
I said, "A barbarian girl, trying to curry favor with the prince of Dali, shamelessly saving someone."
I became more and more furious as I spoke. A'Zhu remained silent, but A'Bi said, "Miss Liu, you are overthinking it."
Duan Yu was about to speak, but then swallowed his words, unsure how to phrase it. At this moment, A'Bi said again, "But Miss Liu seems to have deliberately targeted that evil monk several times. What is the meaning of this?"
I smiled and said, "That bald monk was simply unlucky to have encountered someone like me who is quite averse to monks."
Duan Yu said, "Kumārajīva is not a monk, he is a lama."
I said, "I am averse to anyone who chants Amitabha."
Duan Yu let out a soft "oh" and fell asleep. I stood by the boat, admiring the beautiful lake scenery. Suddenly, Abi remembered something and said, "Didn't Miss Liu want to go to Mantuo Manor?"
I replied, "That's right."
Azhu said, "It just so happens that Mantuo Manor is quite close by, so let's escort Miss Liu there."
I said, "Thank you, ladies."
And so the small boat sailed to the shore. The dock of the manor was quite extraordinary, much more magnificent than the dock of Xiaozhu. After we went ashore, Azhu said to Duan Yu, "Young Master Duan, this is the home of a relative surnamed Wang. Madam Wang has a strange temper and dislikes men quite a bit, so you'd better not go too far to avoid causing trouble." Duan Yu
said he understood. After Azhu asked me if I knew... "What brings you here, Miss Liu?" I asked. "I wanted to ask about a painting. Does anyone in the manor know about it?" I asked. A-Zhu looked at A-Bi and said, "Miss Wang has never left the manor, so her knowledge is probably limited." Just then, a woman's voice came from not far away, "A-Zhu, A-Bi." We turned to look and saw a woman walking towards us, incomparably beautiful, pure and refined, a true beauty. But her appearance surprised me so much that I blurted out, "Sister Xiaoyao?"
Not only me, Duan Yu, also blurted out another title, "Fairy Sister?"
But after looking closer, I thought, "She looks a lot like Sister Xiaoyao, but there are still some differences." "I'm sure that girl's words have been very persuasive. This trip to Motuo will definitely be very fruitful." The woman walked over and said, "A-Zhu, A-Bi, who are these two?"
Duan Yu quickly replied, "I am Duan Yu from Dali Kingdom, Fairy Sister."
My head throbbed slightly, and I thought, "Nobody's asking you, you little pervert." The woman smiled and said, "My surname is Wang, I'm not some fairy sister. By the way, Ah Zhu, Ah Bi, where did my cousin go?"
Ah Zhu said, "Young Master is still at the manor, but he will soon go to Luoyang to find the Beggars' Sect."
The woman said, "The Beggars' Sect..."
Ah Zhu said, "Miss Wang, please rest assured, Young Master has recently mastered the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Staff Technique, and this trip is only to clarify the Beggars' Sect's misunderstanding that Young Master killed Vice Chief Ma, so he will be fine."
I smiled, but remained silent. It was Miss Wang who directly pointed out, "The Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Staff Technique is a secret technique passed down within the Beggars' Sect." "Secrets, how can my cousin possibly comprehend them just by saying he understands them? Have any of you ever seen him practice his staff techniques?"
Just as I thought, this little girl is quite knowledgeable. Ah Zhu said, "Yes! Young Master's staff techniques are as smooth as flowing water..."
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ah Zhu, Ah Bi, and Miss Wang looked at me, and I quickly said, "I'm so sorry, I was rude."
Ah Zhu asked, "Is there something wrong with that?"
Miss Wang said irritably, "Since this young lady is laughing, then please tell me."
I said, "Then this humble woman will make a fool of herself. The Beggar Clan's Dog-Beating Staff Technique is famous throughout the world and has boundless power. Why?" Because it's their survival instinct. To put it bluntly, the Beggars' Sect are beggars, begging on the streets. Naturally, they'd encounter attacks and bullying from dogs. To avoid being scratched or bitten, they naturally had to learn a set of self-protective stick techniques. Over time, this became the Dog-Beating Stick Technique. The reason it's a closely guarded secret of the Beggars' Sect is that only the sect leader, with the best martial arts skills and the most respected members, is qualified and capable of learning it. As for why I laughed? To be honest, I've never seen the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Stick Technique, but I've been chased by different dogs for several years. Some dogs are direct and fierce, while others are slow and methodical, but they catch people off guard. So, if the stick technique only focuses on speed, how can it possibly stop different dogs?
This isn't just idle talk. As a handyman at the Shaolin Temple, sometimes I have to go down the mountain with the Shaolin monks to beg for alms, so being chased by dogs is something I've personally experienced.
Miss Wang nodded and said, "Yes, I don't understand the mental techniques of the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, but judging from the moves, some should be as slow as possible, while others should be fast and slow. This is perhaps like what this young lady just said, dealing with different dogs and using different methods."
Ah Zhu said, "Miss Liu's experience is truly..."
At this point, Ah Bi suddenly said, "Oh no."
Ah Zhu followed Ah Bi and looked at the lake, saying, "Madam Wang is back."
I looked at the lake and saw a magnificent ship slowly approaching the shore. A woman who looked to be under forty years old stepped off the ship. When I looked at her, I realized that the woman really looked like Sister Xiaoyao. Wait... her brows seemed to resemble someone I had seen before. I tried hard to remember, and soon the answer came to me: "Master Wuya Zi." As he approached, I quickly whispered to Ah Zhu, "Find a way to push all the blame onto me."
Ah Zhu nodded and pulled Ah Bi forward, saying, "Greetings, Madam Wang."
Madam Wang asked, "What brings you to my Mantuo Manor?"
Ah Zhu replied, "Well, this Miss Liu said she has business to attend to at Mantuo Manor, so we brought her here. Please forgive us, Madam Wang."
Madam Wang said, "Forgive us? You even brought her..."
I walked over, took out the painting, opened it, and went straight to the point, asking, "This junior dares to ask, Madam Wang, do you recognize the person in this portrait?"
Madam Wang was about to scold me for my rudeness, but upon seeing the portrait, she said, "You... how could you have my mother in this picture? Wait... " " It looks like a portrait of my aunt!"
I said. "This was a gift from my master. If what Madam Wang says is true, then I am very honored to have received martial arts instruction from your aunt."
Upon hearing this, Madam Wang smiled and said to me, "You said you received martial arts instruction from my aunt, so you have met my aunt! How is she? She must be over eighty years old."
I said, "I don't know. When you were teaching me martial arts, you looked only a few years older than you." Upon hearing
this, Madam Wang's eyes lit up. Ignoring the distinction between elder and junior, she stepped forward and took my hand, saying, "It's sunny here. Let's go inside and talk. Yu Yan, prepare tea and snacks."
Miss Wang said, "Yes, Mother."
After saying that, Madam Wang hurriedly pulled me towards the manor. That little lecher is a little lecher. I finally managed to suppress the storm for him, and he was about to speak. Fortunately, Ah Zhu hurriedly said to him, "Young Master Duan, if you really want to die, just say so."
Duan Yu then shut up.
After walking for a while, we entered the magnificent hall of the manor. Many pots of camellias were displayed inside, their fragrance filling the air and adding an elegant touch to the luxurious decor. Madam Wang led me to the dining table and said, "My name is Li Qingluo, and this is my daughter, Wang Yuyan. May I ask your name
, young lady?" I replied, "My name is Liu Yunfei."
After Wang Yuyan put down the tea and snacks, she said, "Hello, Miss Liu."
I smiled, and Li Qingluo said, "I remember my mother once told me about a fellow disciple of hers, what was his name?"
I said, "Senior Wuyazi."
Li Qingluo said, "That's right, that's the name. My aunt and mother were fellow disciples. In that case, my mother's senior disciple must be Miss Liu's master, right?"
I said, "Yes."
Li Qingluo said, "I've heard my mother mention him before. He was extremely skilled in martial arts and quite dashing." " I wonder if that's true?"
I said. "My master is over ninety years old this year, but he looks like he has a three-foot-long beard, not a single gray hair, and a face as handsome as jade, without a single fine line. He is always radiant and elegant."
Li Qingluo and her mother both showed surprised expressions. The love of beauty is human nature, and eternal youth is a source of desire that young women dream of. Li Qingluo said, "Then does that mean that Miss Liu has learned the true teachings of both of you?"
I said, "This humble woman dares not boast, but it is indeed so."
Who dares to say otherwise? Wuya Zi's seventy years of internal energy and Sister Xiaoyao's sixty years of internal energy were all given to me. If you say I didn't receive their true
teachings, then what is this formidable power? Li Qingluo said, "No wonder Miss Liu is so enchanting and beautiful, a true beauty." I smiled and said, "Miss Wang is so elegant and refined, she must have received the true teachings of Madam Wang." "
Like mother, like daughter," said Qingluo, beaming. He replied, "Miss Liu, you flatter me. I still have much to learn from you. I hope you will be so kind as to enlighten me."
I said, "Of course, of course. I will do my utmost to not disappoint Madam Wang."
Just then, Azhu and Abi were watching from outside the door. Wang Yuyan said, "Mother, may I leave now?"
Li Qingluo said, "Go ahead."
Wang Yuyan happily said, "Thank you, Mother."
She then ran out in a flash. Li Qingluo sighed, "A daughter is like a wild goose, treated like a treasure and a weed, a sigh indeed."
I reached out and gently placed my hand on Li Qingluo's, slowly channeling my inner energy into him, saying, "Time will tell." She will... "Understood."
Li Qingluo blushed slightly and said, "Please come with me, Miss Liu. I'll take you somewhere."
I nodded and stood up. Li Qingluo then led me to the backyard. After leaving the manor, we drove around in a winding path for quite some time before arriving at a stone cave. He said, "This is modeled after the Langhuan Jade Cave where I grew up."
I said, "Then why did you bring me here...?"
Li Qingluo said, "This is also where I practice martial arts."
I smiled, and Li Qingluo led me into the cave. It was a spacious and secluded cave. We came to the bedside, and I said, "Sit cross-legged on the bed first. I'll try to probe your acupoints with my internal energy."
Li Qingluo did as I said and sat cross-legged on the bed. I reached out and gently pressed my hand on his back. Slowly channeling my inner energy throughout my body, I said, "You're practicing the Lesser Formless Skill, aren't you?"
Li Qingluo nodded. I withdrew my energy and said, "Now begin circulating your qi and regulating your breath. Let me see how you practice the Lesser Formless Skill."
Li Qingluo nodded again. After a while, she began to moan softly and then called out, "Duan Lang, Duan Lang."
I found it strange, so I gently stroked her body from behind and softly licked her ear, saying, "Who is Duan Lang?"
She said, "Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom."
The little pervert's father! I said, "Does he love you very much?"
Li Qingluo shook her head, tears streaming down her face. I said, "Then why do you treat him like your little sun?" "To cultivate?"
Li Qingluo said "me" three times, but then fell silent. Just then, her internal energy became slightly disordered. If not dealt with, she would either lose all her power or die from shattered meridians. So I took a risk, helped her lie down on the bed, and then took off her clothes. After she was completely naked, I also took off my clothes, then lay down on top of her and penetrated her already moist honey pot with my penis to relieve her desire. She called out again, "Duan Lang!"
I did not move my lower body, maintaining my aggressive posture, and stretched out my hand into a sword finger, pressing my finger on Li's... After touching Qingluo's forehead, I said, "From today onwards, your little sun will no longer be Duan Zhengchun, who abandoned you, but Liu Yunfei, who will often come to cherish you; if you are unwilling, then you will lose all your power, if you are willing, then you will remain young forever."
She said, "Really? You really will often come to see me, you won't abandon me!"
I said, "I'm overjoyed that you are willing to cultivate with me, how could I abandon you?"
He said with great joy, "I'm willing, Yunlang! I'm willing, quickly... quickly give it to me, I've endured for so long." "
Just as she said she was willing, I felt a surge of energy trying to burst forth from the pressure point. I withdrew the force from my fingers, and at that moment, masculine energy flowed out from my lower body, while feminine energy was drawn in through my fingers. Li Qingluo and I became engaged in a cyclical dual cultivation, our meridians activating. I withdrew my fingers and instead kissed her mouth to mouth, while my hands kneaded Li Qingluo's not-so-small breasts, and my lower body began to thrust forcefully. This cyclical energy intensified the passion. Li Qingluo embraced me tightly with both hands and feet, her tongue greedily entwining with mine. She hadn't experienced this wild and unrestrained feeling in a long time, and this exchange of inner energy was a first for her.
Thus, Li Qingluo abandoned the illustrious and noble aura of a royal wife; she gave up waiting foolishly for the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, who was far away in Dali, and whose return was uncertain."
Li Qingluo accepted me, a foreign barbarian with blond hair and blue eyes, whose breasts were even more magnificent than hers, whose face was even more alluring, who was only a few years older than his daughter, yet possessed powerful internal energy and a bizarre body that was both male and female.
Li Qingluo writhed her hips, reveling in my violation, experiencing a continuous flow of pleasure. Tears welled in her eyes again; not from her usual quiet sorrow, but from the joy of letting go and accepting, finding a new dawn that allowed her to endlessly satisfy her needs. As I kissed her fair neck, she cried out, "Yunlang, Yunlang, oh! Oh! So wonderful, so beautiful, Yunlang."
Our night of passionate lovemaking lasted until the next morning at 9 AM. I awoke to find Li Qingluo sleeping sweetly, and, unwilling to disturb her, went alone to bathe by the small lake near the cave. After dressing, I went to another room in the cave. Towering bookshelves filled the room, making me feel as if I were back in the Shaolin Temple's library. Looking at the names on the shelves, all of them were from various schools and sects; it seemed that over 70-80% of the world's martial arts secrets were contained there. Then I saw the words "Beggar Clan," and leaped up... Seeing a prominently displayed book, I grabbed it. It was titled "Dog-Beating Stick Technique." Out of curiosity, I opened it. The book only recorded the moves, without any internal techniques or formulas. "A scholar can know the world without leaving home"—this was how Wang Yuyan knew all the martial arts. After understanding this, I put the book back. Just as I was putting it down, I saw three words: Shaolin Temple. Although I was quite disdainful of studying Shaolin martial arts, one person's boastful signature technique made me curious enough to take a look. After putting the book back on the shelf, as I returned to the ground, a pair of slender hands embraced me from behind. A gentle voice came, "Yunlang, so many martial artists would love to possess these martial arts secrets, but you just casually flipped through them and put them back. That's quite special."
I smiled and said, "Unlike me, someone so special, do you love me?"
I turned her to face me. Her pink face looked radiant. Li Qingluo said, "I love you to death." "
I said, 'Sister Qing, I...'"
Li Qingluo said, "I know. With your free-spirited nature, if you were confined to Mantuo Manor like Yu Yan, you'd jump into Taihu Lake in less than three days. But you must remember your promise. Whenever you're tired and want to rest, Mantuo Manor in Suzhou will always be waiting for you."
I didn't say anything, just gave her a deep kiss. People don't judge you by your words, but by your actions. Just do what you're supposed to do. After the kiss, Li Qingluo took me back to the manor. We had just returned to the main hall when someone came to report, "Madam, Miss..."
Li Qingluo said, "What happened to Yu Yan?"
The person said, "Miss is missing."
Li Qingluo almost fainted upon hearing this. I helped her up and led her to the armchair so she could sit down. I said, "I'll go find her and bring her back."
Li Qingluo touched her forehead. Just as I was about to take a step forward, Li Qingluo suddenly reached out and grabbed me. I looked at her, and Li Qingluo said, "You don't need to find her, but you need an answer: I will find her and ensure her safety. Please promise me."
I looked at her and said, "I promise you."
Li Qingluo released my hand with relief, and then she said, "Someone."
At this moment, a woman stepped forward and said, "Madam."
Li Qingluo said, "Escort Miss Liu out."
The woman said, "Yes, Madam."
After saying that, she stood up and said, "Miss Liu, please."
I nodded and then went out with the woman. When we were halfway through the small boat, the woman said, "You've had quite a harvest, haven't you? Sect Leader Liu."
I turned to look at the woman, and saw her tear off her mask, revealing her true face. I said, " "Senior of Dali Mountain Road!"
the woman said. "What senior, middle-aged, junior? It's uncomfortable to hear. My surname is Yin, and my given name is Qi Yun. Just call me Xiao Qi."
I said, "Then, Miss Qi Yun, what message are you here to convey?"
Yin Qi Yun said, "You've become smarter this time. I've come to tell you that when you go to Xingzilin in Wuxi, you will see what true talent is."
I looked at Yin Qi Yun with a wicked and lewd smile, puzzled. After a while, we reached the shore. I went ashore, and Yin Qi Yun waved and ran away in a flash. I smiled and headed west.

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