Ten Scenery Satin 161-180

This post was last edited by icemen00 on 2014-10-3 05:31. 　　Ten Scenes of
Satin (One Hundred and Sixty - 　　One )

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... Zi Yuan blushed even more, crossing her arms and timidly avoiding him. Wen Yuan said softly, " Zi Yuan, don't be afraid." Zi Yuan's face flushed, and she said softly, "I'm not afraid, it's just... I'm embarrassed ." 　　Wen Yuan gently rubbed her cheek against his, and said softly, "It's so dark, I can't see anything." Zi Yuan thought about it and realized it made sense. Actually, Wen Yuan had already seen her body. What she felt shy about was the feeling of helplessness and excitement of being slowly undressed by her lover. Although she was still shy, she no longer resisted, letting Wen Yuan do as he pleased. 　　As her clothes gradually came off, Zi Yuan suddenly felt a coolness on her shoulder, followed by a layer of warmth. It was Wen Yuan stroking her with his palm , slowly sliding down her rounded shoulder, caressing her arm, from top to bottom and back up, with endless tenderness and affection. 　　This intimate and gentle action had an immediate effect. Zi Yuan's breathing gradually quickened, and a confused sound , hesitant to be heard, revealed her chaotic thoughts. 　　The light inside the box was dim, only the faint outline of Zi Yuan's body could be vaguely seen. As her clothes were removed, her curves became more and more alluring. Wen Yuan sighed softly and said, "If I could, I really want to light a lamp and a fire so I could see your body clearly." Zi Yuan blushed and smiled sweetly, saying softly, "You've already seen it, so even if I don't see it this time... it won't matter." Wen Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay if you can't see it, I'll use my touch." 　　He sat up straight against the box, pulled Zi Yuan into his arms, and began to explore her slender body with both hands. Zi Yuan blushed and her heart pounded. She also began to undress Wen Yuan. After taking off his shirt, she was a little embarrassed and hesitated take off his pants. 　　Neither of them could see the other's body clearly. In this situation, physical intimacy was naturally the most effective way to satisfy their desires. Wen Yuan hugged Zi Yuan, the warm and soft touch filling his arms. Touching her skin, he found it even more delicate and smooth, truly irresistible. 　　Unable to admire the beauty of the woman, Wen Yuan became extra diligent with his hands, thoroughly exploring Zi Yuan's body. He first touched her shoulders, then her hands, and so on, until he reached her breasts. Upon touching those round, firm breasts, Zi Yuan sighed, her voice filled with pleasure. 　　Hearing this, Wen Yuan felt a surge of excitement, and his fingers couldn't resist their mischievousness. He pinched her nipples, gently applying pressure and rubbing them. Zi Yuan's body jerked slightly, and she let out a soft sigh, her voice trembling . After only a few rubs, the small buds had already blossomed and quickly hardened. 　　Wen Yuan opened his palms and cupped her breasts, gently kneading them up and down . As her breasts rippled, Zi Yuan gasped, "Ah... ah ha... ah, wait... wait a minute, um... um, um um ..." 　　Her tender breasts filled his hands, and he heard her soft moans. Wen Yuan couldn't wait any longer. He became increasingly impatient . Every time he lifted her breasts, his palms would caress them in a circle, making Zi Yuan feel intoxicated and panting heavily. Wen Yuan himself was even more excited, caressing her intently. Listening to Zi Yuan's sweet voice, his love for her surged . He thought to himself, "I wonder what kind of expression Zi Yuan has right now? If... if only I could see it ." 　　He imagined Zi Yuan's shy and happy expression, and his heart surged with even greater passion and excitement. While playing with Zi Yuan's breasts, he gradually became lost in thought, unconsciously murmuring, "Zi Yuan's breasts are so tender and soft... so comfortable..." 　　Hearing him say this, Zi Yuan panicked and felt ashamed. She said in a soft voice, "You... what did you say? It's so... so embarrassing... Hmm? Hmm, ah... ah ah!" Just　　then, Wen Yuan unexpectedly changed his gentleness and squeezed her breast hard. Zi Yuan trembled all over, her limbs went limp, and the impact made her involuntarily moan. Wen Yuan passionately caressed her breasts, imagining her beautiful face, so alluring and captivating, which only fueled his lust and made his blood boil. 　　Hearing Zi Yuan's increasingly delicate moans, he could no longer suppress his desire. Overwhelmed by a sudden impulse, he shifted his focus, leaving her sweat-drenched breasts behind and reaching around to her back, his hand landing on her full buttocks. 　　Zi Yuan let out a soft "Mmm" and collapsed into Wen Yuan's arms. Wen Yuan kissed her ear and whispered "It feels so good here..." He then began to caress her freely, occasionally brushing her back. 　　Zi Yuan blushed, naturally twisting her waist and panting, "I...I hate it...there ...um, oh...ah, it tickles, no, um, hum, umm umm umm!" Wen Yuan had moved again , this time teasing her under her armpits with his fingers, which immediately elicited a soft giggle from Zi Yuan. 　　Wen Yuan said softly, "Zi Yuan's laughter is also very pleasant." He slowed his finger movements, and Zi Yuan continued to laugh softly, squirming in his arms. She was already covered in sweat, her allure even more pronounced, and she gasped, "Don't... don't tease me anymore, I...ah, ah...I...my body...is already...already..." Wen Yuan smiled and asked, "Already what?" His right hand moved down, touching between her legs, and he immediately felt a wetness, her love juices flowing freely, soaking his hand. 　　"Ah..." Zi Yuan sighed softly, wrapping her arms around Wen Yuan's neck and offering him a kiss. Wen Yuan returned the kiss passionately, embracing Zi Yuan again. Their chests pressed together, Zi Yuan's breasts were slightly deformed by the pressure, and the friction , lubricated by the sweat, made the two soft mounds make a soft sound. 　　When one is in darkness, one unconsciously becomes less reserved. Wen Yuan was like this, and so was Zi Yuan.

Their bodies were intertwined, inseparable, and an intense passion quickly spread.

Zi Yuan breathed heavily, her slender fingers tracing the contours of Wen Yuan's body, feeling his breath
, her heart overflowing with love. She murmured, "So...so comfortable...mmm...mmm..."

She lovingly stroked Wen Yuan's skin, slowly moving downwards until she stopped at his waist, and began to pull down
his pants. Just then, Zi Yuan suddenly felt something hard stuck in his pants and couldn't help but reach down
to touch it . Upon touching it, she heard a strange sound from Wen Yuan's throat.

Zi Yuan's heart pounded, and she whispered, "This...this..." Her left hand slightly grasped the object
, while her right index finger gently touched the tip. Wen Yuan let out a low "uh," as if he was enduring something
. Zi Yuan naturally knew what it was, and her face flushed with embarrassment
. However, she didn't let go, instead gently stroking the shaft with her fingertips, whispering, "I've seen it before, but... but this is the first time I've touched it... it's
so hard." Her shy tone revealed her inexperience. Wen Yuan, however, became even more excited,
touching her face and softly asking, "Zi Yuan... do you like it?"

Zi Yuan's face burned with embarrassment, unsure how to answer, so she responded with actions,
lovingly playing with the precious object in her slender hands. Under her gentle caresses, Wen Yuan felt a surge of heat coursing through his body
, vigorously stimulating it, making it even larger.

Zi Yuan felt the rod in her hand grow even larger, and couldn't help but feel shy. She whispered, "It's...
it's even bigger..." Wen Yuan hummed in response, his pleasure intensifying. He whispered, "It's because of you."
This only made Zi Yuan blush and speechless. She whispered, "I...I didn't know."

Wen Yuan enjoyed Zi Yuan's skillful hands for a moment. At first, it was just for fun, but soon he was amazed
. He thought, "Zi Yuan...Zi Yuan's hands...are so amazing, so...so comfortable..."

Those soft, boneless hands were so skillful that Wen Yuan couldn't find fault with them. Zi Yuan caressed his treasure with ecstasy
, like playing a pipa or a zither. Sometimes she would twirl her fingers, making his heart race, sometimes she would moan, making his body
tremble.

The skill of these delicate hands was in no way inferior to Xiao Murong's cherry lips. Wen Yuan was extremely excited
and felt unable to control himself. His penis throbbed and throbbed painfully. He couldn't help but think, "If Ziyuan
keeps touching me, maybe... I... I'll already come..."

Ziyuan, hearing Wenyuan's heavy breathing, felt a mixture of shyness and joy, thinking, "He likes this, so...
then I'll continue." She then touched the bottom of his scrotum, and Wenyuan trembled again. Ziyuan
's fingers reached the very base, feeling a particularly smooth spot, and she couldn't help but rub it a few more times, her palm enveloping the scrotum
, gently caressing it. Stimulated like this, Wenyuan immediately clenched his teeth, barely managing to endure, and
whispered , "Zi... Ziyuan... I... I... ah..."

Ziyuan was slightly startled, slowing her movements, and said, "Wh... what's wrong?" Her
fingers suddenly felt wet and sticky; semen had already leaked out. Zi Yuan rubbed her fingers together, suddenly realizing something, and hurriedly cried out, "Ah,
wait...wait a minute..." Wen Yuan suddenly pulled her closer, holding her slender waist, his penis erect, and
whispered, "Zi Yuan, give it to me..."

Zi Yuan was extremely ashamed. Although she also wanted it, she was also somewhat afraid, and she said in a pitiful voice, "But...
but...that one is so big...I'm scared."

Wen Yuan's penis was already pressing against Zi Yuan's private parts, and the moment it touched her wet petals, his lust intensified
. He was unbearably hot and wanted to rush into battle immediately, but he still considered Zi Yuan's feelings. Hearing Zi Yuan's
pitiful plea, he had no choice but to pull back from the brink and stop. But now he was already on the verge of success, how could he not release it? He
could no longer bear it, and immediately gritted his teeth, panting heavily.

Zi Yuan lowered her head and grasped his manhood again, feeling its solidity and heat like burning coals. Knowing he
was struggling to control himself, she felt deeply guilty and said softly, "Yuan, I'm sorry... Come in, I... I'm
not afraid anymore." Wen Yuan was forcibly restraining himself when his penis was suddenly grasped by her jade hand, causing him to tremble violently
. He managed to say, "Really?" Zi Yuan then stroked his waist and whispered, "I'm really not afraid,
but... you have to seal my mute acupoint first."

Wen Yuan was startled, then understood, knowing she was afraid that his loss of voice would alert the upper cabin. He immediately pressed her
mute acupoint and said softly, "Zi Yuan, you can't speak now. If you can't stand it, just hit me hard
." Zi Yuan hummed in agreement, her heart pounding with anxiety, as Wen Yuan's manhood hardened,
exploring her paradise.

The burning sensation gradually seeped into her body. Zi Yuan was still quite afraid, not only because of the
incomplete success last time, but also because of the long-standing trauma that made it difficult for her to fully accept this. In fact
, her previous failure was inevitably influenced by this. Even now, in the arms of her beloved,
the shadow still lingered. She clung tightly to Wen Yuan with all her might, her lips pressed together, her rapid breathing
revealing the tension in her heart.

Wen Yuan's penis had already penetrated a short distance, and Zi Yuan's heart pounded. She opened her mouth to cry out, but only managed
a few soft moans. Wen Yuan gently stroked her body, slowly grinding as he entered, softly comforting her, saying,
"Zi Yuan, don't be afraid..."

Zi Yuan knew her vision was blurry, but she still nodded vigorously. Her lower body was burning and swollen, the pain bringing tears to her eyes
. Several times she wanted to signal Wen Yuan to stop, but she suppressed it all, her mind filled with only one thought: "I must trust
him... My body can only be given to him..."

She breathed heavily, her entire body seemingly burning hot. She wrapped her arms around Wen Yuan's back, burying her head
in his neck, passionately kissing his body to relieve the increasingly unbearable pain and
pleasure. Tears still fell, dripping onto his shoulder, her mind a jumble of thoughts:

"It hurts so much... I can't... take it anymore..."

"No... no! I don't want to... do... this terrible... thing again..."

"But, Wen Yuan, he... he's really... good... so gentle..."

"He... inside me... feels so full, I love it..."

"What... should I do?"

Zi Yuan kissed Wen Yuan in a daze, enduring his advances, her mind and body a mixture of pleasure and pain,
utterly bewildered .

Finally, Wen Yuan fully entered her body. The moment his penis was completely inside, Zi Yuan's whole body
trembled, her throat felt like it was about to explode, but she couldn't scream. Her lower body was filled with the hot penis, Zi...
Yuan felt an unspeakable pain, tears streaming down her face, her breath coming in gasps and sobs.

Wen Yuan heard the sound of her sobbing and quickly released her pressure points, patting her back and softly saying,
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, does it still hurt a lot?" Zi Yuan groaned a few times in distress, wiped away her tears
, and choked out, "A little." Then she forced a smile and said, "Yuan, do you like it?" Wen Yuan
was taken aback and said, "What?" Zi Yuan said softly, "My body." Wen Yuan's face flushed, and he scratched his face
, saying, "This... why do you ask like that?" Zi Yuan leaned against him shyly and murmured softly, "If you like
it, let me know. Don't... don't stay still."

Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he kissed her cheek, whispering, "I will." He
caressed , and when he confirmed that her pain had lessened, he grabbed her waist and began to move her back and forth.

"Mmm... Ahh..." Zi Yuan swayed her slender waist, and after a few movements, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
The pain slowly dissipated, and a sweet pleasure gradually emerged. Zi Yuan held onto Wen Yuan's shoulders, her beautiful legs straddling
his waist, tightly clamping him.

With each sway, Zi Yuan's body reacted intensely, her long hair flying, her breasts heaving, and
copious amounts of love juice splashing everywhere. She gradually lost control, her red lips trembling, uttering a few sweet calls.

Upon hearing Zi Yuan's sounds of pleasure, Wen Yuan could no longer remain calm and composed. Overwhelmed by excitement, his hands
moved even more forcefully, deeply feeling the contractions of her vaginal walls, almost drawing him to ejaculation. He
tried his best to restrain himself, not surrendering immediately, taking a deep breath, and thrusting even harder.

At this moment, Zi Yuan's hands went limp, unable to support her, and she collapsed onto Wen Yuan, panting heavily. Wen Yuan
gently lifted her delicate body, bent down, and buried his face in her chest, licking
the cleavage , while his lower body continued to thrust violently.

"Ah, ah-ha, ah-ah..." Zi Yuan felt deeply ashamed, yet even more lost in her own world, involuntarily
moaning, her jade arms wrapping around his neck, refusing to let go.

Wen Yuan buried his face between her breasts, savoring Zi Yuan's soft, tender breasts, his lower body still thrusting vigorously, making Zi Yuan feel
as if she were in a dream, intoxicated. She breathed heavily, releasing all kinds of wanton sounds without reservation, her passion
lingering, incredibly hot.

This was a wanton attitude she had never shown before. Even when facing the torment of the aphrodisiac, she was still able to maintain
her composure , but now she had completely lost all restraint. She clung tightly to Wen Yuan, twisting her exquisite body, and cried out,
"Ah...again...ah...ah..."

Wen Yuan's excitement was no less than Zi Yuan's. He had never imagined that Zi Yuan's body could drive him so
wild ; she was not only beautiful but also mature. Whether it was her full breasts, her rounded thighs, or even
her intoxicatingly alluring private parts, she exuded a charm different from Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong. Usually, Zi Yuan
was elegant and serene, like a lotus emerging from water, but in front of her lover, she could be so alluring. How could Wen Yuan not be captivated
?

Even Zi Yuan herself didn't know she could enjoy lovemaking like this. In her intoxication,
she couldn't help but blush, but her soft moans wouldn't stop.

The heavy, irregularly shaped treasure chest clattered and swayed.

Deep affection filled the chest. After an unknown period of intense struggle, Wen Yuan's thrusts, once rapid and fierce,
became heavy and forceful, no longer a tempestuous storm. Each strike penetrated deep into Zi Yuan's delicate body, reaching the very depths
of her tender flesh, causing her to tremble and moan softly, unable to conceal the pleasure within.

Finally, Wen Yuan's waist made its final thrust. A torrent of heat burst forth, surging into
her tender body.

"Ah... um... um ah, ah ha, ah ha..."

Zi Yuan let out a soft yet high-pitched moan, like a fairy falling from the clouds, collapsing weakly into Wen Yuan's
arms. Her plump, tender lower body seemed reluctant to let go, tightly enveloping his gradually loosening penis, accepting every last drop of his
overflowing semen.

The two were truly exhausted, drenched in sweat, endlessly savoring their intertwined bodies, their breaths
rising and falling .

Zi Yuan, her mind hazy, was immersed in endless warmth and tenderness, softly sighing, "Am I...
am I...dreaming?" Her voice was incredibly soft, yet delicate, almost inaudible, truly like
a dream . Wen Yuan kissed her cherry lips and whispered, "It's not a dream, it's real."

Zi Yuan sighed softly, as if intoxicated, murmuring, "Really...it's real."
A feeling of happiness welled up in her whispered words.

Wen Yuan's chest pressed against her full breasts, enjoying the soft, satisfying feeling, and whispered in her ear, "
Zi Yuan , this is so wonderful..." Upon hearing this, Zi Yuan blushed and clenched her fists, gently punching his shoulder,
and said coquettishly, "Don't...don't tease me." Wen Yuan said gently, "It's real." He then kissed her
forehead , full of affection.

Zi Yuan leaned weakly against him and said softly, "From now on, I really am... yours
." Wen Yuan smiled and said, "I am yours too." Zi Yuan smiled faintly and said, "No, it's Yin-mei,
Xuan-mei, and my... husband."

Wen Yuan sighed and laughed, "I've studied the classics, yet I'm so indecisive. Before we've even settled
our marriage, I've already... done this with you all." Zi Yuan's face flushed, and she smiled slightly, saying,
"I don't care. I... I trust you. What does it matter if we have a title or not?"

Just as the two were immersed in the afterglow of their tenderness,
a sudden sound came from outside the cabin. 　　Someone opened the hatch, and light footsteps entered .

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Footsteps
approached the box, and a woman's voice chuckled softly, calling gently, "Miss Ziyuan, are you enjoying yourself?" The
voice belonged to Mo Fei, one of the Four Non-Humans.

Ziyuan's face flushed, her heart pounded, and she was extremely anxious: "Have they discovered us?"
Wen Yuan was also greatly surprised, inwardly realizing the gravity of the situation. Just now, the two had indulged
in passionate lovemaking, completely forgetting their perilous situation; their tender sounds of pleasure had naturally escaped unnoticed. Since Mo Fei had come to
ask, it was clear she had discovered their affair. Ziyuan nervously grasped Wen Yuan's hand, utterly at a loss
for what to do .

Mo Fei, receiving no response, sighed slightly and chuckled softly, "Miss Zi Yuan, if you're feeling lonely
, you can tell me. Isn't that much more interesting than putting on an act yourself? Hehe, if you've ever tried
it, you'll definitely want more..." As he spoke, his tone became lewd, as if he were
becoming intoxicated with himself, his light, airy voice drifting into the box.

Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan inside the box were slightly taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief
, realizing that Mo Fei had only heard Zi Yuan's moans and hadn't noticed Wen Yuan's presence in the box.

After speaking for a while, seeing that Zi Yuan remained silent, Mo Fei chuckled, "What's wrong?
Miss Zi Yuan , are you too tired from playing to say anything?" As he spoke, he squatted down in front of the corner of the box, which was propped up with gold bars.
With a few soft sounds, the bottom corner of the box, which had been propped up, opened at an angle, revealing a triangular hole. Mo Fei
placed some things under the hole, chuckled softly, and left the cabin.

Hearing that they might have already left, Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "That was extremely dangerous!" Zi Yuan was
extremely shy, her face flushed and her heart pounding at the thought of her soft moans being heard.

Wen Yuan shifted his body to see what was at the bottom of the box. He saw a box, a bottle, and a pot placed in the gap raised off the ground
. The box was a food box, the bottle was a wine bottle, and the pot was a chamber pot.
It was utterly absurd to bring food and a chamber pot together. The two of them found it ridiculous and felt a wave of embarrassment.

Fortunately, the box, bottle, and pot were all very clean, and besides, they couldn't go without eating, so Wen Yuan
brought , and the two of them shared the food. Zi Yuan drank some wine and was slightly tipsy, leaning quietly
against Wen Yuan. At this moment, the two of them were still naked. Wen Yuan felt the warmth of her soft body against her skin
and couldn't help but caress her tenderly.

Zi Yuan murmured softly, "Mmm, mmm," sounding extremely comfortable, her soft waist swaying slightly
. Wen Yuan, however, was careful not to disturb those outside. This time, he only caressed her gently, savoring her warm, soft body
, and kissed her earlobe.

Suddenly, Zi Yuan gently pushed him away, sat up straight, and whispered, "Wait...wait a minute." Wen Yuan
smiled and said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to hug you." Zi Yuan hummed in agreement, slightly shy, and
whispered, "Then we'll have to wait a bit. I...I need to pee."

Wen Yuan paused, glanced at the triangular opening, and laughed, "They've thought of everything." Zi Yuan
patted him lightly and said, "Turn around, don't look." Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Even if I wanted to look
, I couldn't see clearly." Zi Yuan was even more embarrassed, pulling him around before going to relieve herself.

Listening to the dripping water, Wen Yuan couldn't help but imagine
what look like. Somewhat distracted, Zi Yuan had finished relieving herself and returned to his side. Wen Yuan suddenly
had a flash of inspiration , wondering if he could escape through the hole. However, the hole wasn't very large, not big enough to squeeze through, so he had
to give up.

Actually, the Unorthodox Treasure Chest was originally designed to capture powerful enemies, and this hole wasn't originally designed. Later, because it was needed to imprison
women, the mechanism was added. This hole could be used to deliver food, but the shape of the opening was unusual, and because the gap
was only high enough to reach the gold bars, the person inside the chest definitely couldn't escape through it, so Mo Fei wasn't in a hurry to close it.

Wen Yuan looked around and saw no other mechanisms, knowing that it was ultimately impossible to escape from the chest, so he and
Zi Yuan waited quietly inside the chest for time to pass. Several days passed, and the Unorthodox Treasure Chest hadn't been opened once. Every
morning and evening, Mo Fei would come to deliver food, occasionally making a few teasing remarks to Zi Yuan, but Zi Yuan simply ignored him. Just

in case, the two refrained from sexual intercourse. However, with nothing to do in the box, they spent their days and nights together, and
whenever their bodies touched, they inevitably engaged in passionate kisses and tender caresses, displaying unparalleled affection and tenderness.

Although they were inseparable, Wen Yuan did not forget their predicament. He spent most of the day
diligently practicing his skills, ready to break out with Zi Yuan the moment the treasure chest opened. As the days dragged on,
Zi Yuan would play the pipa, enjoying her music and unknowingly helping Wen Yuan refine his musicality. Over the next few days
, Wen Yuan's cultivation improved significantly. The force that had accidentally defeated Mu Yanding was now under his complete control, and his martial arts
level was vastly different.

On the night of the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet, Wen Yuan reflected on the moves of his enemies and was confident in dealing with Yun Feichang
, Di Jiucang, and others. However, he was still uncertain about the fate of top masters like Kou Feitian and Cheng Taihao. The two
peered into the box and witnessed everything that happened: the arrival of Murong Xiu, Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, and others; the capture of Hu Yanfeng and Qin Panying; and
Cheng Taihao 's sudden counterattack. Finally, taking advantage of Xiao Feng's arrival, Yun Feichang turned
the key one last time, finally managing to escape.

Wen Yuan spoke eloquently, skipping over the topic of his marriage to Zi Yuan because of the presence of outsiders. He
had covered everything else. The ship had sailed far away; Murong Xiu had finished treating his poison; Bai Yueling
and Qin Panying were fast asleep; and Miao Qiongyin was safely at the helm. Red Stone Island was long gone.

Hua Xuan listened intently to Wen Yuan's words, his face beaming with admiration. He said, "Senior Brother Wen
, since you're so powerful, we won't have to worry about those villains anymore!" Little Murong asked, "Which
villains?" Hua Xuan replied, "Many, like Long Yuqing, Huang Zhonggui, Yan Tie... We'll see them again
sooner or later ."

Wen Yuan remained silent, thinking to himself, "Long Yuqing and Huang Zhonggui's skills are truly unfathomable. Although
perseverance can move mountains, reaching such levels of cultivation is no easy feat. Even with my improved skills, I
'm probably only on par with Senior Brother." "No, my senior brother cultivates the 'Universal Divine Power,' so his progress is naturally much greater.
I'm now even further behind him. If I want to reach a higher level, I have to work even harder..."

Suddenly, Murong Xiu shouted, "That's it!" Everyone was startled
. Hu Yanfeng angrily said, "What are you yelling about?" Murong Xiu ignored her and said, "I was just saying something strange. Now that you mention it, little
girl , I remember. Hey, did anyone see anyone from the Imperial Tomb Sect on Red Stone Island?"

As soon as he mentioned it, everyone remembered that no one from the Imperial Tomb Sect
had attended the banquet, not even Mu Yanding. Xiao Murong said, "It seems there are other important matters at the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, and all the important figures are too busy
to come. Hmm, since that man surnamed Mu helped us, he can't stay long. He must have left secretly to avoid being
caught out."

Wen Yuan took out the "Willow Waves and Orioles Singing" brocade and let everyone examine it together, saying, "Old Master Mu
gave this to Zi Yuan. I wonder what his intention is."

Hua Xuan exclaimed softly, "How beautiful! Is this the Ten Scenery Satin?" Murong Xiu snorted
, "What's so special about this thing that Long Yuqing went to such lengths to collect it?" Wen Yuan shook his head,
"I don't know either. Perhaps we can ask Uncle Han or Uncle Ren about it later."

Just as they were discussing this, they suddenly heard Miao Qiongyin shout from the stern, "Oh no! Everyone be careful, a ship is coming
!"

Upon hearing this, everyone became alert. Murong Xiu rushed out of the cabin first, Hu Yanfeng donned the Golden Winged Blade, and
Wen Yuan took the Li Long Sword. They, along with Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, and the others, went out of the cabin. Zi Yuan said to Xiao Feng, "
Let's go take a look too." Xiao Feng nodded in agreement, and the two women walked out hand in hand.

At this moment, the sea began to rise. When they reached the stern, they saw a large ship approaching in the distance, with
a giant dragon stirring up the waves painted on its blue sail. It was the flagship of the Dragon Palace Sect. Looking out, Cheng Taihao, Bai Chaoran
, and Ao Sihai were all at the bow of the ship, also looking in this direction.

Murong Xiu sneered, "The Dragon Palace Sect's ships are quite fast, they must be seasoned veterans of the sea.
Hehe , it would be best if they could catch up, so I could go on a killing spree and slaughter these bastards on the high seas
."

Hu Yanfeng saw Cheng Taihao in the distance, and her hatred rekindled. She thought to herself, "Since that scoundrel Cheng Taihao has come after me
, I must kill him. I'll risk dying with him to avenge my master."

Wen Yuan saw the murderous intent on Hu Yanfeng's face and her resolute will. After a moment's thought, he patted her
shoulder . Hu Yanfeng turned around and stared at him. Wen Yuan said, "Strike before Cheng Taihao. Use the first
three moves to attack from mid-air, suppressing his upper body. From the fourth move onwards, circle around his body and attack fiercely until his cloak
is fully spread. Immediately switch to attacking his lower body, without worrying about defense. If you cannot win within thirty moves, do not continue fighting. Retreat immediately
. There will be opportunities for revenge later."

Hu Yanfeng was greatly surprised by what he said and asked, "Where did you get this deduction from?" Wen Yuan
said, "The moves of the Yunxiao Eastern Sect are fierce and powerful. If you want to win, you must use unexpected moves. As long as you force him to jump, you
will have a chance of winning. Cheng Taihao likes to use his strength to attack from high altitude, thinking that he has combined the characteristics of the Eastern and Western Sects. In fact, he has failed to imitate
the tiger and ended up with a dog. It is not worth mentioning. Brother Murong has naturally seen this as well."

Murong Xiu snorted and did not speak, but he was amazed. He thought to himself, "This kid
has gained a lot of knowledge about martial arts in just a few days." Hu Yanfeng was half convinced and half doubtful. He was not sure whether he should listen to his instructions and accept the challenge. Just
then, Little Murong shouted from the bow, "Oh no, oh no!"

Everyone, unsure what was wrong, rushed to the bow and were shocked. A large ship was approaching
head-on , its four sails embroidered with the character "非" (fei). Kou Feitian stood at the bow, and
a cannon was mounted on each side of the ship. Murong Xiu cursed, "Damn it, what kind of weird thing is this? This ship
is faster than the Dragon Palace's? To hell with it!"

Suddenly, two deafening explosions rang out as the two cannons on the ship fired simultaneously, shaking everyone to their core.
Huge waves surged, and the ship violently lurched. Ziyuan and Xiaofeng nearly tumbled over, but Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan quickly caught them.
Little Murong exclaimed, "They really are cannons!" Murong Xiu roared, "Damn it, is this a show of force?
Who in the martial world duels with cannons? Bah, where did this bastard Kou Feitian get his cannons?"

The two cannons struck the sides of the ship, but were extremely close together. If the blow had hit the ship directly, and everyone
was at the bow, none would have survived. Just as they felt helpless, a voice suddenly came from Kou Feitian's direction:
"Wen Yuan, if you want your companions to live, come to this ship now!"

The voice was extremely old, but its strength was unstoppable, carried by the sea breeze, its power seemingly reaching
for miles , exuding an indescribable majesty. Kou Feitian had remained silent until now, and his sudden outburst
was astonishing. As everyone was still in surprise, Kou Feitian raised his arm, and an iron chain flew out, piercing through the heavy waves,
covering more than ten zhang in one breath, and "bang," it pierced through the bow of the ship where everyone was, forming an iron chain bridge connecting the two ships.
The strength of this move was truly astonishing, and Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, Miao Qiongyin, and others couldn't help but change color.

Wen Yuan was also greatly shocked, thinking to himself, "As expected of the leader of the Four Non-Humans, his skill is truly remarkable." He
took a deep breath and called out loudly, "Mr. Kou wants me to come over, what can he do for you?" Kou Feitian said, "You should know
that you should come over. If anyone makes a rash move, the cannons will bombard them immediately."

Little Murong said anxiously, "Don't go, it's too dangerous!" Zi Yuan also said, "Young Master Wen, let's think of
another must not take any risks." Hua Xuan nodded vigorously, his expression also full of worry. Hu Yanfeng's
lips moved slightly, he turned his head away, and finally did not speak. Murong Xiu sneered slightly and said, "Boy,
decide ."

Wen Yuan looked at the black iron chain and said, "They already have the upper hand. To kill us is as easy
as taking candy from a baby. There's no need for further tricks. I'd like to meet the leader of this abyss of evil
." He sheathed the Li Long Sword at his waist, his true energy flowing through his body, and shouted at Kou Feitian, "I apologize for disturbing you!" He lightly touched the iron chain
with his foot, focused his mind and gathered his energy, and leaped onto the chain.

He used his lightness skill to fly across the chain, his figure as swift as smoke, as if flying and soaring, his feet never stopping
, as if riding the clouds and mist. In an instant, he had already covered ten zhang, nearly reaching the four non-human ships. Unexpectedly, Kou
Feitian
suddenly yanked his right arm, unleashing tremendous force. The iron chain violently vibrated, pulling back from Huyan Feng's ship with a continuous buzzing sound, as if a huge wave had been thrown up, flinging Wen Yuan into the air. It seemed he had nowhere to stand and was about to fall into
the raging waves.

Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan exclaimed in unison, and Zi Yuan trembled, her face turning pale with fright. But then she saw Wen Yuan
flip over in mid-air, using the force to his advantage. As he fell, he had already floated several feet forward, landing lightly
on the deck. With a swift movement of his right foot, he steadied himself, cupped his hands, and quietly gazed at Kou Feitian.

With a few clanging sounds, Kou Feitian casually tossed the iron chain down, nodded, and
his eyes, gleaming behind his mask, slowly said, "Impressive skills. Hua Xuanqing's disciple is indeed extraordinary!" (

Ten Scenes Satin (163))

Although
Wen Yuan wasn't thrown into the sea by Kou Feitian, the iron chain's swing had already
disrupted . If he hadn't been in mid-air and managed to dissipate the force, he might have suffered internal injuries. He knew his
enemy was extremely powerful and dared not be careless. He had already silently circulated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique throughout his body, ready to be unleashed.

Kou Feitian, however, seemed quite relaxed, nodding slightly and saying, "Go inside." He slowly turned around.
Entering the cabin, he wasn't worried about Wen Yuan suddenly attacking from behind. Wen Yuan thought to himself, "This guy is really fearless.
Let's see what he's up to." He remained cautious and followed him in.

As soon as he entered the cabin, Wen Yuan suddenly heard intermittent moans. A man and a woman were huddled together
, making love intensely. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the man was a withered old man, none other than Yun Feichang. He was
completely naked, revealing his wrinkled old skin. He was holding the woman's smooth buttocks and
thrusting roughly into her, shouting wildly, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! Hah... Damn it, that brat is no
match for me! Who lost to him? You... you little slut, talking nonsense! I'll fuck you to death! Hah, hah
... I'll fuck you to death, I'll pound you to death..." He cursed angrily as he thrust wildly, almost drawing fire.

The woman was naked from the waist down, her clothes sticky and matted. Her upper body was ripped at the chest, as if torn apart.
Under Yun's merciless rape, her two full breasts swayed back and forth, she was sweating profusely, her hair
flying everywhere . She would occasionally look back, her moans weak and feeble, as if she were about to die at any moment, yet her face was full of coquettish
and wanton expressions, as if she was enjoying it very much. She even laughed in a coquettish voice: "I... ah... oh oh... I said
... second brother, you, ah, oh ah... you just can't compare to me... deeper... deeper...
ah ah..."

This woman was none other than the worst of the four non-humans. Yun Feichang was even more enraged by her mocking words,
and cursed, "I...you...huff, huff, you dare to look down on me?" His two thin, bony hands
gripped Mo Feishi's breasts tightly, and his thrusting became even faster, causing her to gush with lustful fluids
. Mo Feishi gasped for breath, her expression wanton, and cried out, "Oh...ah, so deep, so good...Wen Yuan, you're so
amazing, ah, oh oh..." Wen Yuan frowned, thinking, "What does this have to do with me?"

Yun Feichang roared, "That wet behind the ears, how can he be as amazing as me? Huff, huff, huff, you
little bitch, I'll fuck your asshole raw!" With that, he suddenly pulled out his fiery red penis and thrust it into
Mo Feishi's anus. Mo Fei let out a loud cry, a mixture of pain and pleasure. A thick,
viscous fluid gushed from her honeyed orifice, indicating that Yun Feichang had already ejaculated inside her several times. The fluid,
mixed with thickly. In truth, Wen Yuan had surpassed him in martial arts, but Yun Feichang used his bedroom
skills to refute Mo Fei, which was probably just his nature.

Mo Fei groaned repeatedly, still crying out, "Ouch, ouch! You…you can't compare to
him…oh oh…uh uh uh…Wen…Wen Yuan…he…he…oh oh…" Yun Feichang angrily
asked, "How is he?" Mo Fei gasped softly, "He…ah ah…I
came as soon as he entered…unlike you…oh, ah…" At this point, she seemed about to faint. Yun
Feichang cursed, "Damn it, you shameless slut who deserves to be fucked! Heh heh, I... I didn't lose to this little brat!
After I fuck you to death, I... I'll go kill that brat!"

Wen Yuan, unable to bear it any longer, shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, Wen Yuan is right here!
" Hearing Wen Yuan's voice, Yun Feichang was startled and turned around. Seeing that it was indeed Wen Yuan, he cried out, "You
... you..." Unable to control himself, a stream of hot semen shot out and entered Mo Feishi's anus
. In shock, he felt a wave of weakness and collapsed onto Mo Feishi, fainting. Mo Feishi
trembled all over, panting heavily, but was too exhausted to even notice Wen Yuan's arrival.

Kou Feitian said, "There's no need to pay them any attention." Wen Yuan said, "I have no intention of paying them any attention." Kou Feitian
clapped his hands lightly, and several men and women walked in. The men were strong and the women were naked. They carried Yun Feichang and
Mo Fei away to other cabins.

Kou Feitian slowly sat down in a chair in the center and said, "They all lost to you,
but they are all unwilling to accept it. This time, I will take a few moves from you." Wen Yuan said, "I will gladly oblige. Then please
rise, senior."

Kou Feitian slowly shook his head, tapped the armrest three times with his right index finger, and said, "There is no need for that. I will just
sit here and let you make your move. I will only make one move. If I cannot defeat you in one move, then I will let your
ship pass."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan was greatly surprised and thought to himself, "Even if Long Yuqing makes a move, he may not be able to
defeat me in one move. How can Kou Feitian be so arrogant?" He could not believe it, but he would not let go of this opportunity to let everyone
on the ship escape danger, so he said, "How do you consider it a victory?" Kou Feitian said, "Whether you win or lose,
everyone knows in their hearts. Do you not even dare to admit whether you have won or lost?"

With these words, it was clear that he was convinced that Wen Yuan was bound to lose. Wen Yuan's anger surged, but he remained calm
and said, "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. What's there to be afraid to admit? I only hope that when you decide the outcome,
you can do so with a clear conscience." Kou Feitian said, "No need to worry.
Even if I'm at my worst, I don't need to take advantage of a junior. Just make your move." Wen Yuan spread his palms apart and said, "Alright, take this!" With that
, he stood up and moved to Kou Feitian's left side, striking him between the shoulder and neck.

This move was swift and agile, a superior skill. However, Kou Feitian turned around, still
sitting firmly in the chair, but he flew to the side, chair and all, dodging the palm strike. Wen Yuan's first strike missed, and he
struck again, but the chair seemed to be alive, carrying Kou Feitian away once more.

Wen Yuan launched several attacks, all of which were effortlessly dodged by Kou Feitian. Surprised, he realized Kou Feitian was subtly
manipulating his internal energy, shifting his body without a trace, moving with lightning speed despite his seated posture
. While his moves were unusual, Kou Feitian's constant avoidance and refusal to counter made it difficult for him to fully utilize
the subtle variations in each move. After more than ten attacks, all were ineffective.

Suddenly, Kou Feitian's figure soared high, almost breaking through the cabin roof. His left hand gripped the armrest, his right palm slowly rising,
and as he fell, he struck down with his palm.

This palm strike seemed unremarkable, but facing it, Wen Yuan suddenly realized its overwhelming force. He was enveloped in the palm's wind
from all sides , with no way to retreat. With no other choice, he used the soft power of "Xiao Xiang Shui Yun" (a martial arts technique
), wrapping his palms around the strike to try and neutralize its force.

Unexpectedly, the moment their palms clashed, a tremendous force surged forth like a tidal wave, shattering
Wen Yuan's palm strike with unstoppable force. Wen Yuan suddenly felt his body lighten, his vision blurred, and he seemed to be drifting backward
. Then, with a "bang," he crashed onto the deck, his bones throbbing with excruciating pain.
A series of cracking sounds followed, but it wasn't that his bones were truly shattered; rather, the deck, which had been standing on a radius of about ten feet, was cracking.
Everything was shattered, cracks clearly visible.

With a thud, all four chair legs hit the ground simultaneously, but Kou Feitian remained seated, looking at Wen Yuan and saying
, "How is the outcome?" At this moment, Wen Yuan couldn't even stand up, let alone attack. Although he
was filled with regret , he still turned to look at Kou Feitian and said, "I lost."

Kou Feitian said, "You're quite straightforward, kid. Since you admit defeat, I'll order the cannons to fire and
kill all your companions on the ship." Wen Yuan's heart trembled, and he shouted, "No!" Kou Feitian stood up and
said, "If you're so capable, why don't you stop me?"

Wen Yuan wanted to stop him, but the power of Kou Feitian's palm strike was simply too astonishing. Wen Yuan
wanted to struggle to his feet, but he was already powerless, let alone able to stop Kou Feitian. He channeled his inner strength and
managed to stand up with difficulty, saying, "Although my skill is inferior to yours, I will not sit idly by and wait to die.
If you fire your cannon, I have a way to take you down with me." He clenched his teeth, on the verge
of collapsing.

Kou Feitian said, "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit. The struggles among martial artists are nothing more than losing
lives, but battles on the battlefield can cost one the world. Heh heh, your loss is just losing
a few lives, what's there to regret? If I wanted to kill you all, I wouldn't have brought you here. A fine young man, speaking so lightly of
life and death, it's laughable!"

Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback, pondering his words, when Kou Feitian continued, "Wen Yuan, you
have studied for ten years and achieved this much, worthy of Hua Xuanqing's painstaking teaching. But you speak so lightly of death..." " How can you face
your parents who gave you life and raised you? Even though your master is dead, your mother is dead, your father is still alive. How can you so easily
leave this world?"

Wen Yuan was suddenly startled, thinking, "My parents have long since passed away. My master
took me in when he passed through our village. How... how could my father still be alive?"

Seeing his wavering expression, Kou Feitian suddenly stepped forward and shouted sharply, "No doubt about it, I am
your father!"

These words were like a thunderclap. Wen Yuan's ears rang, and he was stunned for a moment, involuntarily
taking a step back , trembling. He cried out, "You...how could this be? Nonsense!"

Kou Feitian, hands behind his back, said, "Of course it's a lie."

Wen Yuan was stunned again, saying, "What?" Kou Feitian said, "Of all the millions of people in the world, what
are the odds that I would happen to be your father?" Wen Yuan was speechless again, saying, "Then..." Kou Feitian
calmly said, "Making jokes on young men in my spare time is a long-standing pastime of mine
."

Hearing this, even the gentle Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel an urge to curse, and pressed down... He brandished his sword hilt and shouted
angrily , "Utterly boring! What do you want from me?"

Kou Feitian replied, "Naturally, there's something else." Wen Yuan patiently said, "Then please speak." Kou Feitian
said, "My ship is much faster than yours. I've specially sent you back to land sooner so you can see
what your senior uncle has done."

At this moment, Wen Yuan was secretly adjusting his breathing, and his body felt much more comfortable. Hearing Kou Feitian's words, he was
startled , then shocked. He hurriedly rushed out of the cabin and to the bow of the ship, only to find that Hu Yanfeng and the others' ship was nowhere to be seen
. In his surprise, he rushed to the stern and saw that the two ships were far behind,
beyond the reach of cannons, and already far away. He was both shocked and angry. He hadn't expected that while he was confronting Kou Feitian, the
ship had already turned around and sailed away, leaving everyone far behind, and Cheng Taihao and the others had clearly caught up.

Now, he could no longer go back to help fight the enemy. Kou Feitian stepped forward slowly and said, "Wen Yuan
, your martial arts and literary talents are both outstanding, but when it comes to scheming and manipulating people, you're far from it. With your limited skills
, you're still a long way from dominating the world and reigning supreme in the martial arts
world." Wen Yuan turned around and said, "I never had any ambition to dominate or reign supreme." Kou Feitian said, "Hmm, even if you did, you wouldn't be a match for your senior uncle
." Wen Yuan said, "Although Long Yuqing's power is great, he acts tyrannically. How could the heroes of the martial arts world submit to him?" Kou Feitian said,
"Heroes of the martial arts world? Heh heh, when he controls the world, why should he care about heroes of the martial arts world anymore
?"

Wen Yuan was startled. "The world?" Wen Yuan asked. Kou Feitian replied, "The Ming Dynasty is now on the
verge of collapse . Long Yuqing isn't stupid; he won't let this opportunity slip by." Wen Yuan still didn't understand and asked, "What
opportunity?" Kou Feitian said, "Long Yuqing is plotting to seize the world. Don't you know that? Why do you think he joined
the Imperial Mausoleum Faction? Wasn't it to gather intelligence and build up his power?" Wen Yuan's expression changed upon hearing this. "He
wants to be emperor? Isn't that wishful thinking? The world is at peace now..."

At this point, he suddenly remembered that when he and Xiao Murong sneaked into the palace, they had heard the news that Emperor Zhengtong was going to personally lead an expedition against
the Oirats. At that time, he had also heard that Zhao Tingrui, Long Yuqing, Wang Zhen, and others had made some contact. Could it be that they were
really plotting to assassinate the current emperor?

At this moment, shouts could be faintly heard from afar; the two sides had already started fighting. Wen Yuan had no time to ponder Long Yuqing's
schemes and shouted, "Kou Feitian, what exactly do you intend to do? Just say it directly!" Kou Feitian
replied, "You're in a hurry to go back and help, aren't you? No need to rush. My time is running out. I've said so much and used my skills
several ; I'm afraid my time is up. You don't need to try to kill me; I'll die anyway.
"

Wen Yuan was puzzled, thinking, "With your martial arts skills, how could you die so easily?" Just as he was feeling confused
, he heard Kou Feitian say, "Wen Yuan, you are a promising talent. I don't intend to kill you. If you have the guts
, take two more of my palm strikes, making it three in total. If you survive these three strikes,
I'll give you a great gift."

(Ten Scenes Silk, Chapter 164)

Wen
Yuan was even more puzzled and asked, "What kind of grand gesture?" Kou Feitian replied, "That's none of your concern,
just answer me." Wen Yuan said, "No need for a formality, but if I can withstand the remaining two blows,
how about letting me return to the ship?"

Kou Feitian took a slight breath and said, "If you can withstand them, how can I stop you? Enough
talk, take this." With that, he raised his palm and struck out with his right hand. This simple move
contained unstoppable inner force, the palm's power vast, like a giant wave crashing down. Wen Yuan suffered a great loss
and immediately countered with several soft strikes, blocking Kou Feitian's palm strike layer upon layer.

However, Kou Feitian's skill was simply too strong. The force behind his single palm strike seemed inexhaustible, and these layers of soft force
could only neutralize half of its power. Just as it was about to strike, Wen Yuan spun rapidly, sliding away like
a . Unable to stop his momentum, he crashed heavily onto the deck. He thought that even though he had fallen
in a sorry state, at least the palm strike had been neutralized. However, Kou Feitian's inner strength was surging. Despite the long distance, it did not weaken in the slightest. As soon as Wen Yuan hit
the deck , the true power in his palm surged back, replenishing the half of the palm force that had been neutralized.

This strike was truly incredibly powerful. Wen Yuan's second attempt to receive Kou Feitian's fierce attack was even more utterly defeated. He absorbed all
the palm force As the deck cracked and shattered, Wen Yuan's body rolled and bounced, vomiting blood and almost
fainting.

Kou Feitian said calmly, "Stand up, one more palm strike." He had launched a fierce attack, which should have been extremely exhausting
, but he remained steady and his inner energy flowed freely, clearly showing that he was in complete control and did not care at all.

Wen Yuan groaned bitterly and silently circulated his true energy, but his inner energy was weak and almost exhausted. As soon as he circulated his energy,
he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to regulate his breathing, his heart filled with astonishment. He thought to himself, "The power contained in this palm
strike is unparalleled compared to the last one. Such astonishing skill is unprecedented. Could he be even
superior to Long Yuqing?"

Kou Feitian slowly raised his right palm and said, "Wen Yuan, are you ready?" Wen Yuan said, "Can't I refuse
?" Kou Feitian said, "Tell me a reason." Wen Yuan smiled bitterly, "I didn't say I wanted to take three of your palm
strikes. You chose to do it yourself." Kou Feitian said, "Is that so? But you have no choice.
" Wen Yuan said, "I don't want to die here for no reason." As he spoke, he straightened up and stood up
, but his steps faltered, and he almost lost his footing.

Kou Feitian said, "If you can withstand this palm strike, you won't be completely defeated by Long Yuqing.
If you want to stop him, you must be prepared." Wen Yuan asked, "What if I don't intend to stop him
?" A glint flashed in Kou Feitian's eyes as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Wen Yuan said, "No matter what Long Yuqing wants to do, I have little interest in interfering. If
he hadn't captured my Uncle Ren last time, I wouldn't have gone to the capital to oppose him. Even if he wants to become emperor,
what does it have to do with me?" Kou Feitian nodded slightly and said, "So, even if Long Yuqing claims..." "Your Majesty, you won't
interfere either?" Wen Yuan said, "I really don't want to get involved." He paused, then said, "However, if he
truly intends to rebel, causing chaos and endless war, even if I intend to stand by and watch, it's impossible
. I only hope for peace and tranquility in the world, and fewer troubles. If Long Yuqing becomes emperor,
he might not necessarily do a better job than the current emperor."

Kou Feitian stared at him for a long time, slowly shook his head, sighed deeply, and said, "You don't need to take this
blow." He suddenly turned around and returned to the cabin alone, his footsteps heavy and deep. Wen
Yuan was taken aback and puzzled. After a while, the ship slowly turned around and headed back towards the ship carrying Hu Yanfeng and the others.

Wen Yuan knew that Kou Feitian had ordered the return, but he didn't know why. While he was wondering, his inner
energy had calmed down a bit, so he went into the cabin and saw Kou Feitian sitting in a chair, his back slightly hunched. Seeing
Wen Yuan slowly said, "Wen Yuan, you are a man of both literary and martial talents, with rare genius
. You were originally a first-rate talent. It's a pity that you not only have no interest in fame and fortune, but you also lack even the slightest fighting spirit. In the end,
you will not be able to dominate the martial arts world and achieve great things. With your current abilities, Long Yuqing may not be able to do anything to you. I don't need to bother testing your
skills , and that gift is not suitable for you." Wen Yuan said, "I cannot accept a reward without merit. It is only natural.
"

Kou Feitian suddenly glared and said, "I am about to die. Before I die, I will give you one more piece of advice
. You used soft force to receive my two palm strikes, which was a mistake. This is your biggest flaw. I
am not If you cannot see where you went wrong, you will suffer greatly in the future." After saying this, Kou Feitian
closed his eyes and said no more.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, shaking the entire ship violently. Intense heat surged into
the cabin. Wen Yuan, startled, stumbled and fell to the side due to his internal injuries. Looking around
, he saw the ship engulfed in flames, explosions erupting everywhere on the deck. Kou Feitian, his clothes ablaze, sat
motionless in his chair.

Wen Yuan was shocked, thinking, "The ship is surrounded by gunpowder; it'll explode in an instant. Is he trying to
commit suicide?" In their previous encounter, Kou Feitian had shown mercy, refraining from killing. Furthermore, his words and actions showed no
sign of evil or ruthlessness; his martial arts were upright and his demeanor extraordinary. Although he was called the leader of the "Abyss of Sin,"
Wen Yuan didn't find him particularly evil; instead, he felt a surge of admiration. Seeing him engulfed in flames
, he cried out, "What are you doing?" He rushed forward, about to sweep away the fire with his palm, but Kou Feitian pushed him
away with his own palm, unleashing a powerful internal force

that Wen Yuan couldn't withstand, forcing him to stagger back several steps. Kou Feitian then shouted, "After more than forty years of defeat and destruction, as sinners, how can I die on Ming
soil? The empire will change hands soon; the victor will be king, the vanquished a bandit. The imperial seal has been passed on; this den of evil must be
eradicated !"

Explosions roared incessantly, and in an instant, Kou Feitian's figure was hidden in the smoke and fire,
beyond any hope of rescue. The flames and heat surged relentlessly; Wen Yuan knew he couldn't linger, and had no choice but to turn and rush out of the cabin
. He saw the large ship, its masts broken and sails destroyed in a matter of moments. Surrounded by flames, Wen Yuan was bewildered
when a violent explosion suddenly shattered the ship in two, the bow and stern sinking separately
. Wen Yuan hurriedly leaped off the deck and into the sea, grabbing onto a piece of debris blown off the ship and struggling to drift away from
the burning vessel.

The ship was equipped with cannons, already loaded with gunpowder; this explosion made the situation even more uncontrollable
. Flames soared high above the sea, like the fire god Zhurong spewing flames, illuminating the night in a fiery red. Wen Yuan used a single palm to float far away
, and when he looked back, the ship was already shattered, the fire still raging fiercely. This explosion would inevitably perish in the flames from Kou Feitian,
Yun Feichang, and Mo Feishi; the wicked Sifeiren would be forever erased from the martial world.

However, it was Kou Feitian himself who destroyed the abyss of evil. Wen Yuan, reflecting on this, couldn't help but
sigh , thinking, "Why would such a person harm himself? It's truly perplexing."

He drifted slowly on the water, letting the waves carry him away, gradually gathering his thoughts: "From what he says, it always revolves around the world,
the country and failure… Why are people in the martial world so concerned with imperial fame? The victor is king, the loser is villain… the country
changes hands…" Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wen Yuan's mind: "Although Kou Feitian was deceived…"
His face was concealed, but his imposing presence surpassed even that of Long Yuqing, the leader of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect.
Could he be some powerful figure? He pondered for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed,
leaving him utterly bewildered. He thought, "In any case, he's dead, and the abyss of evil no longer exists."

A peerless master had suddenly died before his eyes. Wen Yuan was bewildered and lost
. Suddenly, he heard several calls from ahead: "Senior Brother Wen, come aboard quickly!"

Wen Yuan looked up and saw the Dragon Palace Sect's flagship approaching. Hua Xuan was waving and calling from the bow,
with Xiao Murong, Zi Yuan, and others on board. Their original flagship was far behind. Wen Yuan used
the plank to approach, his figure breaking through the waves. He lightly touched the plank and leaped onto the deck.
However internal energy was greatly depleted, and he lost his footing, falling with a thud.

Hua Xuan rushed over to help him up, and when he saw that Wen Yuan's clothes were stained with blood, he couldn't help but cry out, "
Senior Brother Wen, how are you? Are you... are you badly injured?" Xiao Murong and Zi Yuan also hurriedly went forward.
Wen Yuan shook his head and said, "It's alright, I'll be fine after a rest." Xiao Murong helped him up and sighed softly, "I
told you not to go, if you get injured, we'll worry about you again."

Wen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm more worried about you guys. Why did the ships switch?" Xiao Murong
blinked and laughed, "Cheng Taihao and Bai Chaoran attacked the ship as soon as they caught up, but the tables
have . This time we caught a hostage, forcing them to switch ships with us. This ship
is really fast, this time they definitely won't be able to catch up." Wen Yuan asked curiously, "A hostage?" Xiao Murong said, "It was
captured by Miss Huyan, guess who it is?" Wen Yuan was stunned and said, "Miss Huyan? Could it be..."

As he spoke, everyone went into the cabin. Huyan Feng, Qin Panying, Miao Qiongyin and others were inside, along with
a burly man covered in blood. Although Wen Yuan had already guessed, upon seeing the man with his own eyes, he couldn't help but
exclaim, "Cheng Taihao?" The man's eyes were wide with anger, his face filled with resentment, but his limbs were limp
and he couldn't move, clearly seriously injured, but it was undoubtedly Cheng Taihao.

Hu Yanfeng, who was standing to the side, suddenly looked embarrassed when she saw Wen Yuan enter, and quietly turned her face away. A flash of silver light appeared
, and Miao Qiongyin rushed forward, exclaiming, "Young Master Wen, you're amazing! Senior Sister Huyan used your
method and really defeated Cheng Taihao!" Although Wen Yuan was exhausted, seeing Huyan Feng overcome
her formidable enemy, he still smiled faintly and said, "This is Miss Huyan's skill; I dare not take credit
."

In truth, although Wen Yuan had explained the method for dealing with Cheng Taihao to Huyan Feng, Huyan Feng's martial arts were ultimately
inferior. If Cheng Taihao hadn't been injured and exhausted, and if Huyan Feng hadn't acted first as instructed, seizing the initiative,
how could have become a prisoner?

Huyan Feng initially intended to kill Cheng Taihao on the spot, but Murong Xiu assessed the situation. Although he could handle Bai
Chaoran , besides Ao Sihai, the opposing ship had several skilled fighters who had come from the Fragrance-Stealing Banquet to assist them.
Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan alone could not contend with them, and Huyan Feng was already exhausted. Therefore, it was not advisable to fight head-on. Instead, he took Cheng Taihao
hostage as leverage. Even though Bai Chaoran and the others had no intention of rescuing Cheng Taihao, there were still
members of the Yunxiao Eastern Sect on board. They could not disregard Cheng Taihao's life and death and had no choice but to give in. The group switched to a Dragon Palace Sect ship and
immediately set sail, finally shaking off the pursuit.

After listening to Xiao Murong and the others' description, Wen Yuan grasped the gist of it and asked, "So, if we return safely to land,
we'll release Cheng Taihao?" Xiao Murong smiled and said, "Well, that's what my brother said, but who knows
?" Wen Yuan said, "It's best to keep your word." Turning his head, he saw Huyan Feng glancing sideways at Cheng Taihao,
her eyes filled with hatred. He thought to himself, "I doubt Miss Huyan will agree. This is a bit difficult."

At this moment, the ship approached the Four Non-People's ship, and flames shot into the sky, like a giant fireball rolling
endlessly , with crackling sounds echoing. Everyone watched, feeling a chill run down their spines. Zi Yuan said softly, "
It's good that you escaped, but that ship... how could it suddenly explode?" Wen Yuan shook his head slightly and
smiled bitterly, "It wasn't me. Kou Feitian blew up the ship himself." He briefly
explained what had happened on the ship, and everyone was astonished and puzzled by Kou Feitian's actions.

Little Murong said, "This is really strange. I thought you set fire to their ship
to eliminate the threat of cannons, but it turns out they brought this upon themselves." Murong Xiu snorted coldly and said, "
Kou Feitian has lived a long life; it's time for him to die."

The ship sailed for several dozen more miles before Bai Chaoran and his group's ships disappeared from sight, and the sea became calm
. After a series of fierce battles, most of the crew were exhausted. Hua Xuan, Little Murong, and the other young women closed their eyes and
went to . Only Murong Xiu walked alone to the stern, Hu Yanfeng stared intently at Cheng Taihao, and Wen Yuan quietly
pondered Kou Feitian's words and actions. They were still awake that night, each lost in their own thoughts.

In the deep of night, the sound of a pipa occasionally rang out, and Zi Yuan seemed to be awake as well. The soothing melody harmonized with
the waves , and under the full moonlight, the atmosphere was even more tranquil. Ten Scenes of

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=== 　　... Murong Xiu looked eastward and saw only the sea and sky merging into one, with no other ships in sight . He laughed heartily, pointed his finger across the sea, and said, "The Fragrance-Stealing Banquet, which so many prestigious sects couldn't destroy, has now been utterly ruined! Little sister, bring some wine !" Little Murong said, "There's no wine here, what's the point?" Murong Xiu said, "I 've worked hard for days, and now that I've accomplished my mission, shouldn't I get some reward?" Little Murong said, "How can you say you've accomplished your mission? There's still one guy we haven't dealt with. What should we do with him?" As he spoke, he pointed at Cheng Taihao. 　　Cheng Taihao was severely injured, his acupoints were restrained, and his Heavenly Net Cloud Shadow technique had been taken away by Huyan Feng. He could only grit his teeth and shout, "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! Now that I'm in your hands, I have nothing to say . If you're going to kill me, do it quickly; there's no need for this piecemeal torture." 　　Wen Yuan said, "Miss Huyan, you captured him; it's only right that you decide." 　　Huyan Feng's expression was solemn. She stepped forward, stared at Cheng Taihao, and said, "Cheng Taihao, you killed my master, and now you've ended up like this. Do you feel any regret?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Taihao chuckled coldly a few times, then his laughter grew louder and louder until he suddenly burst into wild laughter. Hu Yanfeng
angrily asked, "What are you laughing at?" Cheng Taihao grinned maliciously and shouted, "I, Cheng Taihao, a dignified man, a man
of integrity , how could I lose to a young lady? This slut shouldn't have been able to defeat me in the first place. Women are born to serve
men, even if I led men to rape her, she should still obey my orders..."

Hu Yanfeng didn't expect his answer, and the more she listened, the angrier she became. Her face turned red with anger, and she shouted, "
Nonsense !"
She raised her hand to slap him, but suddenly Zi Yuan's voice rang out: "Mr. Cheng, don't you cherish your wife at all?" She had already asked Miao Qiongyin about the Yunxiao Sect and
knew something about Cheng Taihao and Lu Manling, so she asked the question now.

Cheng Taihao turned and glared at Ziyuan, sneering, "This bitch's skills in bed are pretty good, but she's disobedient
. Of course she should be punished properly, but who knew she'd get played to death like that? Hmph, women are just cheap,
they have to be taught a lesson before they'll listen, all pretense! Look at you, all pure and innocent, but once you're naked,
aren't you all the same? If you can't satisfy a man, you're nothing but a sow, a bitch, a beast!" By
the end, his voice had turned into a roar.

Ziyuan listened quietly to his rant, neither angry nor retorting. Wen Yuan gently grasped her
hand and whispered, "Don't bother with him." Zi Yuan hummed in agreement, turned her head, and sighed
softly , "I just think he's pitiful."

Murong Xiu sneered a few times, walked around to Cheng Taihao, and said, "Your words are quite amusing. However,
without his treasure, he probably wouldn't even qualify as a man. It's truly a pity.
What kind of thing is a neither-male-nor-female fellow?" He struck out with one palm, first hitting Cheng Taihao's "Purple Palace" and "Huagai" acupoints on his chest, then spun around
and struck several acupoints on his back with the heel of his palm. With each strike, Cheng Taihao coughed up a mouthful of blood. Finally,
Murong Xiu cleaved Cheng Taihao in the dantian, and Cheng Taihao fell backward, landing on his back and unconscious.

Murong Xiu casually clapped his hands and said, "First, cripple this headless bird's martial arts to prevent future troubles.
Huyan Feng, do whatever you want with him. I don't care about your private affairs." With that,
he turned and left. Little Murong called out, "Big brother, where are you going?" Murong Xiu replied, "Anywhere is fine, but I
'm not going with you. This is none of my business, why should I stay? This kid's troubles never end, I'm
getting impatient!"

Wen Yuan hurriedly caught up and said, "Brother Murong, I haven't thanked you for your help this time..." Murong Xiu
waved his hand and cursed, "Thank me for what? Get out of here and keep an eye on those girls. If anything goes
wrong again, I might not have time for you!" Wen Yuan patted his head and said, "I know."

Murong Xiu suddenly stopped and said in a low voice, "Kid, listen carefully." Wen Yuan asked, "What?"
Murong Xiu glanced at the girls in the distance, still keeping his voice low, and said, "Next time I see my little sister crying
and coming to me, I'll kick you over the head." As he spoke, he casually punched Wen Yuan on the head.

Wen Yuan reacted quickly, immediately raising his hand to block, saying, "Xiao Yin is crying?" Murong Xiu missed his punch, but
his other palm suddenly struck, saying, "She's crying terribly." Wen Yuan blocked again, saying, "Because Zi Yuan was captured
?" Murong Xiu glared and said, "Heaven knows how she became so self-blaming. In my opinion, it's all
your fault." At this moment, his hands had already withdrawn, and he launched a flying kick. Wen Yuan blocked with his palm, saying in a low voice, "I'm
right ." But then he saw Murong Xiu withdraw his right foot and sweep his left foot horizontally, saying, "You say you're not wrong?" Wen Yuan quickly said
, "No, I mean you're right." After saying that, he blocked with his knee in time. Murong Xiu
chuckled said, "If you know you're wrong, you should correct it!" He circled his palms and unleashed ten palm strikes like a storm, which Wen Yuan
deftly deflected, saying, "That's how it should be." Murong Xiu clapped his hands, a smirk on his lips, and strode around him, walking away
alone .

Wen Yuan returned, and Xiao Murong greeted him with a radiant smile, saying, "Did your elder brother cause you trouble again
?" Wen Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "He just gave me some instructions." Xiao Murong's eyelashes fluttered, and her face
suddenly flushed. She said, "What did he say to me? Did he?" Wen Yuan smiled without answering, turning to look at Zi Yuan
, then at Hua Xuan, thinking, "Zi Yuan, Xiao Yin, and my junior sister are all here. I have a heavy responsibility to bear,
and I can't let anything happen to them again. The storms of the martial world should never affect them..."

He recalled Kou Feitian's dying words, pondered them repeatedly, shook his head, and thought, "It's best not to get involved
." He turned to Hu Yanfeng and said, "Miss Hu Yanfeng, the conflict in your sect has been resolved.
What are your plans now?"

Hu Yanfeng lowered her head and said softly, "I...I want to take this traitor back to the Biyi Palace and let him
be punished at Master's grave."

Hua Xuan asked, "Senior Brother Wen, what about us? Where should we go next?" Wen Yuan pondered for a moment
and said, "I want to go find Senior Brother first. I wonder if he has seen Miss Zhao." Hua Xuan said happily, "
Great! I also want to see Sister Zhao."

Hu Yanfeng suddenly asked, "Wen Yuan, will you be going to the capital?" Wen Yuan said, "Since we are going to find
Senior Brother Xiang, we will pass through the capital. What's wrong?" Hu Yanfeng's lips moved slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, she said
softly "Nothing."

The group traveled west for about ten miles, and after crossing a forest, Hu Yanfeng, Qin Panying, Miao Qiongyin, Bai Yueling,
and the others bid farewell and left with Cheng Taihao. With

the Yunxiao Sect members gone, only Wen Yuan and the other four remained to travel together. As they approached late afternoon, they arrived at a
town . Wen Yuan, worried that Zi Yuan and Xiao Feng were tired, said, "Walking like this is too tiring. Why don't
we hire a carriage or buy some horses?"

Xiao Murong blinked and suddenly laughed, "It's been so long! When we traveled from Hangzhou to Xiangyang
, weren't the five of us all in one big carriage?" Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Yes." Xiao Murong's
eyes darted around, and she smiled, "Back then, Hua Xuan was always jealous of Zi Yuan, she was so sour all the time
." Hua Xuan's face flushed, and she hurriedly cried out, "Sister Murong! I... I didn't do that!"
Xiao Murong laughed, "Oh dear, I wasn't laughing at you, why are you so nervous?"

Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan smiled at each other, their hearts filled with tenderness. They thought of their meeting in Hangzhou, and how, despite
all the changes, they were still able to stay together. They couldn't help but feel sweet joy. The town wasn't very big;
strolling , although there were inns and teahouses, there were no large carriages in sight. Wen Yuan said, "Since we can't hire a carriage, let's buy some
horses." Little Murong and Hua Xuan clapped their hands and cheered, very happy. Zi Yuan, however, was a little embarrassed and said, "
"I...I can't ride a horse." Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Sister, don't worry, we can share a horse
."

The group circled the town again, but only saw donkeys and mules, no horses for sale. They bought four blue donkeys
and led them out of town to a field. Everyone mounted their horses. However, the donkeys were temperamental. Zi Yuan and
Xiao Feng were riding together, and it wasn't too heavy, but the blue donkeys started acting up, swaying left and right and refusing to obey. Xiao Feng
couldn't control them, and there was a lot of commotion. Zi Yuan almost fell off several times.

Little Murong pointed at the blue donkey and scolded, "You ungrateful beast! You're carrying a beauty like Sister Zi Yuan and
you're still throwing a tantrum. Next time, I'll get my older brother to ride you, and then you'll know what's going to happen!" Wen Yuan said, "What does this have to do with Brother
Murong ?" Little Murong laughed and said, "I couldn't think of anyone to say, so I just said it."

Just then, the blue donkey jumped and bounced a few more times, and even Xiao Feng could hardly sit still. Zi Yuan
smiled wryly, "I...I think...it's going to be difficult."

Xiao Murong glanced at Wen Yuan and said, "Why don't you ride with Zi Yuan? You're a man,
it'll be less unsightly if you start arguing with the donkey, you should take the lead." Wen Yuan said, "Is it a matter of being
unsightly ?" Xiao Murong chuckled, "Whatever, just help Zi Yuan
." Wen Yuan smiled slightly, spurred the donkey forward, reached out and picked up Zi Yuan, patted
the head of the donkey he was sitting on, and laughed, "I hope you'll behave and not cause trouble." He then let Zi Yuan sit in front, and the four of
them rode off one after the other.

Under Wen Yuan's control, the donkey was still being stubborn and refused to obey, bouncing around a lot. Zi Yuan was
jolted a few times, her body swaying back and forth between Wen Yuan's arms and chest. Wen Yuan exerted force in his hands, piercing through
the rope, and forcefully suppressed the stubborn donkey's brute force. Forced by the internal energy, the donkey snorted
and galloped forward, trying to throw the two off. However, Wen Yuan channeled his internal energy, and the donkey ran steadily
, though it brayed repeatedly, it did nothing wrong.

Wen Yuan laughed, "The donkey has run out of tricks, that's it!" Zi Yuan said gently, "Don't tire it out
too much , it won't be good if it can't run anymore."

The four riders headed west, galloping through the mountains and fields, enjoying a unique sense of freedom. All of them were young and
cheerful the crisis of the previous day's battle was forgotten for a moment. After riding for more than an hour, until
dusk appeared on the horizon, they slowed down. When they passed through the wilderness, Xiao Murong looked around and saw that
there was no , so he said, "Let's rest here." Wen Yuan, Zi Yuan and the others agreed, dismounted
, and tied their mounts to a tree trunk.

Wen Yuan said, "You guys rest first, I'll go find something to eat." He stepped into the woods and
disappeared in a moment. Little Murong looked around and saw a clearing between two big trees. He said, "Sister,
can you help me gather some branches and firewood? We'll build a shed first." Hua Xuan said, "Okay." She
skipped hopped out. Zi Yuan said, "I'll help too." Xiao Murong waved her hand and laughed, "Sister Zi Yuan
, no need, the two of us can handle this. We'll need your help later." Zi Yuan
asked curiously, "Hmm, what is it?" Xiao Murong patted her belly and laughed, "When Wen Yuan comes back, he wants
Sister Zi Yuan to show off her cooking skills and satisfy everyone's hunger. I know absolutely nothing about that." Xiao Feng clapped in agreement.
Zi Yuan clenched her fingers and smiled, "I only know how to cook a few simple dishes,
they . Let's wait for Young Master Wen to bring back the food."

Before long, Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan had built a wooden shed among the trees, enough to shelter them from the wind and rain. In fact,
the weather was dry that day, so there shouldn't be any wind or rain at night. Wen Yuan picked some wild vegetables and fruits and caught a
pheasant, then ran outside again. Seeing him bustling about, Zi Yuan said softly, "That's enough, don't bother
anymore." Wen Yuan raised his hand and smiled, "Just one more trip. I saw a lake over there, I
'll go catch a fish." Hua Xuan's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed happily, "Great! I want to go too!" She quickly followed.

Wen Yuan led Hua Xuan through the woods, and soon they heard a booming sound. A waterfall cascaded down from the opposite mountain ridge
, rushing into the lake. The sun was setting, and the evening glow filled the lake, making it a vibrant crimson. The waterfall wasn't large,
not particularly spectacular, but the green trees and the setting sun added to the beauty of the mountain and lake scenery. Hua Xuan exclaimed
in surprise , "How beautiful!"

Wen Yuan, hands behind his back, gazed at the scenery, feeling greatly refreshed. He immediately began to recite: "Gazing at the eastern lake at dusk, I wander aimlessly, wondering where to turn.
Every tree is tinged with autumn colors, every mountain bathed in the setting sun..." Halfway through his recitation, Hua Xuan grabbed his hand and laughed, "Don't
recite poetry, I can't understand it. Come on, let's go catch some fish!" She pulled Wen Yuan along and ran towards the lake. Wen Yuan
smiled and said, "Junior sister, you seem quite interested."

Hua Xuan smiled sweetly and said, "When we were little, didn't we often go fishing with Senior Brother Xiang? It's been a long time since we
've done it, I want to reminisce." With that, the two of them had already run to the lakeside. Wen Yuan said, "Hmm, it's been quite a
while. It seems like you haven't done it since you were twelve or thirteen..." Recalling
the days when the three of them, his senior and junior siblings, caught fish and played, a smile crept across his face. He thought to himself, "Back then, we were all just kids. Who would
have thought that today, my junior sister and I... would have this kind of relationship..."

At this moment, Hua Xuan was already squatting by the lake. She turned back and waved to him, laughing, "Senior Brother Wen, let's have a competition to
see who catches the most." Wen Yuan laughed, "No need for more, just in case we can't finish them all." Hua Xuan smiled radiantly
and said sweetly, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Without waiting for Wen Yuan to come over, she turned and gazed at the lake, suddenly reaching
into the water. With a splash, a large fish sprang to the surface, but he hadn't caught it.

Wen Yuan said, "Why not break a branch?" Hua Xuan laughed, "No need, it's more fun to catch it with my hands.
" She stared at the lake for a moment, then with another splash, she reached out again, but still missed. She pouted and
said, "What's wrong? I used to be able to catch them all the time. How come I can't now that I've improved my martial arts?"

She tried to catch them several times but failed. Wen Yuan squatted by the lake, his left palm in the water. After observing for a moment,
he saw a white fish swimming by. He used his "Xiao Xiang Shui Yun" technique, gently creating a circle of ripples, and the soft force
lifted the fish to the surface. Wen Yuan then swept the fish ashore with his right sleeve, and it bounced around.

Wen Yuan laughed and said, "Junior sister, I caught a fish." Hua Xuan raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, "I
won't lose to you!" She focused her attention, watching the fish swim, and tried to catch them one after another, but she always missed by a hair's breadth.
Wen Yuan then caught two more fish and laughed, "Junior sister, that's enough fish, no need to try the fish."

Hua Xuan's face turned red and she exclaimed, "How can you say that? I haven't caught any yet!" Just as she was getting anxious, suddenly...
Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she stood up, laughing, "That's right! We always caught them in the water before, we should have
gone in from the start!" She loosened her belt, took off her outer coat and trousers, leaving only her undergarments, tested
the depth of the lake with her feet, and slowly waded in.

For Hua Xuan, this was something she often did when she was a child, nothing unusual. However, she was now a
graceful young woman, and with her clothes off, although her upper body was still covered by clothing, it was only
a thin layer. Wen Yuan looked from behind and could see the drawstring of her bodice at her waist, vaguely discernible as a bright
peach-pink. He couldn't help but be captivated, thinking, "Junior sister, she seems to... like wearing such bright
colors lately."

Upon closer inspection, Hua Xuan's lower body was actually completely naked. The slightly long hem of her garment perfectly
covered her round, fragrant buttocks, revealing only a slight curve. However, her pair of tender, jade-like thighs were completely exposed
. As she stepped into the water, the swaying of her legs seemed to flaunt her delicate skin. The movement of
her clothes made it almost possible for Wen Yuan to see between her legs.

Hua Xuan certainly didn't intend to seduce him, but Wen Yuan's heart was already pounding. He squatted there,
staring his junior sister's pure and flawless legs. He wasn't deliberately peeping; it's just that with such a beautiful sight before him, no one could
resist. At this moment, even if a fish swam into his palm, Wen Yuan wouldn't be distracted in catching it.

Hua Xuan glanced back, but didn't notice Wen Yuan's astonished expression. She tilted her head and smiled slightly, saying, "
Senior Brother Wen, I'll catch a big fish later, which is better than you catching three." As she spoke, she turned around,
bent down and prepared to catch a fish.

With this bend, the hem of her clothes lifted up, and Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, his breathing becoming rapid
. In this way, Hua Xuan's little bottom was completely exposed to Wen Yuan's eyes. Because of her
bent-over posture, it appeared to be sticking out high, as if deliberately meant for Wen Yuan to admire closely, a sight he couldn't bear to
miss.

Gazing at his junior sister's fair and tender bottom, Wen Yuan's heart burned with desire, and his manhood
slowly began to stir. He swallowed hard and whispered, "Junior...Junior Sister..." Hua Xuan slightly stood up
, turned her head slightly, and said, "What?"

With a slight twist of her slender waist, her already alluring pink bottom became even more vivid, and with that movement, Wen Yuan's heart
skipped a beat. He composed himself and said, "Your clothes..." Before he could finish speaking, there was a
splash , and a large fish leaped out of the water in front of Hua Xuan and quickly fell back in. Hua Xuan was extremely quick-witted. Before Wen Yuan could finish
speaking, she hurriedly turned around and bent down. With a splash, her two fair wrists plunged into the
lake . She
scooped up the fish several times and couldn't help but exclaim, "Hey!" Because she was so eager to catch fish, her buttocks were raised even higher and kept shaking. Her two mounds of snow-white flesh splashed with water droplets, which was incredibly beautiful and made Wen Yuan's heart flutter.

Suddenly, Hua Xuan cried out in surprise, her delicate body sinking abruptly, half her bottom submerged in the water. She slowly raised
her head, a look of extreme embarrassment on her face. Still half-bent over, arms submerged in the water, she
slowly turned her head and whispered, "Wen... Senior Brother Wen, come here for a moment." Wen Yuan asked, "What is it?" Hua
Xuan whispered, "I caught a fish." Wen Yuan exclaimed, "Great! Why don't you bring it up
?" Hua Xuan blushed and said, "I... I can't bring it up. Can you come down into the water and help me?"
As she spoke, she didn't move an inch, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Wen Yuan was quite puzzled, but since Hua Xuan had said so, he had no choice but to take off his outer garment and trousers, step into
the lake, and walk around to Hua Xuan's front, saying, "How is it?" Hua Xuan's face turned even redder, her expression showing embarrassment, and
she said, "Look down."

Wen Yuan did as she was told and looked down, only to see that beneath the ripples, Hua Xuan was holding onto the fish's tail with both hands, which was still swaying and
seemed about to slip away at any moment. The fish's head was just right between Hua Xuan's crossed legs, directly aimed at
the depths of Hua Xuan's crotch. The fish's mouth opened and closed, slightly touching the sparse body hair. Hua Xuan couldn't hold onto the fish's tail, but she didn't want
to let go of the big fish, and suddenly she was in this awkward situation. Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, gave
a thumbs up, and praised, "Junior Sister, you are really amazing, you can even catch it like that?"

Hua Xuan was both embarrassed and anxious, and said angrily, "Don't laugh at me! Hurry... hurry up and catch it for me, it...
it's trying to crawl forward, it's so... so annoying... ugh, ahh... hurry up!" Just then
, the fish's mouth touched that honeyed crevice and pushed forward. Hua Xuan was so stimulated by this strange thing that she cried out
in surprise , her face turning red with embarrassment. Ten Scenes

of Silk (166 )

=== ... Wen Yuan laughed, "Junior Sister, your martial arts are so good, how come you can't catch a fish?" Hua Xuan said anxiously, "No, it's too slippery!" Wen Yuan bent down to examine it and said, " Don't grab its tail, move your hand over and grab its body, that should be enough." 　　Hua Xuan listened and slid her hand back along the fish's body, trying to grab it firmly. Unexpectedly, because her palm moved back, it was facing herself, and the fish naturally swam forward a little more. Hua Xuan's body suddenly jerked, she blinked, and said in a trembling voice, "Wen... Senior Brother Wen!" Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, "What's wrong? " Hua Xuan's breathing became slightly rapid, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry. She stammered, "It... it ... it touched... inside!" 　　Wen Yuan looked more carefully and saw that under the shimmering water, the lovely cave entrance was slightly open, and the fish kept bumping inward, almost touching the fleshy buds inside. Upon seeing this, Wen Yuan felt a surge of desire in his lower body. He composed himself slightly and whispered, "How do you feel?" Hua Xuan's voice trembled as she said, "So embarrassing... I'm dying... Wen... Senior Brother Wen, hurry... hurry... hurry and help me!" Hearing her frantic pleas for help , Wen Yuan grew increasingly excited, but still pretended to be nonchalant, smiling, "But then you wouldn't have caught it , would you?" Hua Xuan was eager to escape and didn't care about that. She continued her standoff with the fish , only pleading softly, "No... I don't care anymore! Senior Brother Wen, please... I... I already..."

"Please, I'm begging you... Ah, oh dear!"

Wen Yuan saw that she was embarrassed enough, and he himself was so tempted that he couldn't resist for a moment longer. He immediately put his hands into
the water , grabbed the fish's body with both hands, and slowly exerted his strength. The big fish could no longer escape. Wen Yuan said, "Junior sister,
let go." Hua Xuan did as he was told and let go. Wen Yuan then caught the fish. The big fish kept shaking its head and tail, but it could no
longer escape.

Hua Xuan let out a long sigh and said in a low voice, "I'm so tired... I'm exhausted." Pointing at
the big fish , she scolded, "You naughty thing, taking advantage of me like this." Wen Yuan laughed
and said, "In a moment, it will become everyone's food. It'll be a way for you to get revenge." With that, he threw the fish onto the shore.

Hua Xuan was still shy and said, "Senior Brother Wen, you can't tell me about what just happened, Sister Murong
will laugh me to death." Turning back towards the shore, she shook off the water droplets from her clothes and said, "Luckily
I took off my outer garment. Ugh, it's all soaked inside..."

Just as she reached the shore, Hua Xuan felt a tightness around her waist as an arm grabbed her from behind, followed by
a she was pushed down onto a pile of rocks on the bank. Startled, she turned around and called out, "Wen...Senior Brother Wen?"
Wen

Yuan kissed one of her earlobes and said softly, "Junior sister, stick your butt out and let me see." Hua
Xuan blushed instantly and whispered, "Why...why do you suddenly want me to do this?" Wen Yuan said
, "You've been like this the whole time." Hua Xuan was stunned. After thinking for a moment, she realized that she had unintentionally
exposed herself. She blushed and cried out, "Ah...Senior Brother Wen, you...you're so bad! You
've been looking like this without telling me!"

Wen Yuan patted her butt and said softly, "Didn't you deliberately let your senior brother see?" Hua Xuan
twisted her waist to avoid him and cried out shyly, "No...I didn't know!" Wen Yuan said softly, "If that's the case
, why were you so excited earlier, letting the fish swim around?" Hua Xuan said anxiously, "I...I
really didn't..." As she spoke, Wen Yuan had already lifted her buttocks. Her snow-white buttocks, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun
, seemed to be red, creating a delicate and lewd atmosphere.

Although Hua Xuan had no intention of doing so, Wen Yuan's words stirred her emotions. After
being touched by Wen Yuan a few more times, she became even more aroused. He stripped off Hua Xuan's undergarments, his hands slipping under her bodice, and began
to play with her breasts. In just a moment, Hua Xuan was already panting softly. She had been supporting herself on her hands, but now
her arms were on the ground, though her buttocks were still raised high. Her round, white buttocks swayed in front of him,
fueling Wen Yuan's lust. He couldn't help but slap her again, whispering, "Even if you didn't want to before,
you do now, don't you?"

"Ah... ah ha..." Hua Xuan moaned softly, her tender buttocks swaying incessantly, repeatedly touching Wen Yuan's
manhood . Her tender skin, moistened by the droplets of water, appeared even whiter and smoother than usual.
Hua Xuan, who already possessed exquisite skin, now resembled a water fairy, and the touch of her was as delicate
as that of an infant. Unable to resist her senior brother's aphrodisiac, she absentmindedly licked her fingers and murmured, "Senior Brother Wen, you're
the worst ... the biggest... the biggest... bad... egg... oh... um..."

But touching alone was naturally not enough to relieve Wen Yuan's desire.
While , his jade stem was already thrusting into her wet vulva. Wen Yuan took a breath and said softly, "Junior sister, I
'm going to come."

Hua Xuan gasped for breath and looked back expectantly. Her usually bright eyes were now hazy, her black hair was disheveled, and her cheeks
were flushed. Although she hadn't answered yet, they understood each other perfectly. In fact, even if Hua Xuan didn't want to agree, Wen Yuan
couldn't give up halfway. He thrust forward and suddenly attacked with his waist, inserting his penis into her honey hole
.

"Um... ah!" Hua Xuan, who was barely looking back, was suddenly thrown back, trembling slightly as if
in spasm , and let out a pleasant moan. The voice was indeed very sweet, like a sigh of relief
after a long drought .

She unconsciously swayed her hips and murmured in a daze, "So...so good...Senior Brother Wen,
so good..." Her warm, tender flesh contracted deeply, tightly enveloping the long-awaited treasure. Before Wen Yuan could even
thrust , Hua Xuan had already impatiently started twisting her waist. She had just come out of the lake, her body still wet with water droplets, and as she
moved, the clear water droplets slid off from time to time.

This eager action made Wen Yuan even more excited. He panted and said, "Junior Sister,
how long has it been since we...did it?" Hua Xuan kept panting, already a little delirious, and said softly, "I...
I don't know, it's been a long time...faster...faster, faster..."

Before, when she called for "faster," she only wanted Wen Yuan to help her catch fish, but now the scene was a hundred times more provocative,
and she was looking forward to the satisfaction that Wen Yuan would give her. Wen Yuan was even more excited, stroking her hair and whispering, "
Good girl, junior sister, your senior brother will make it up to you." Then he pressed Hua Xuan's back down, making her petite
body lie face down on the ground, grabbing her hands behind her back, and holding her jade-like wrists
tightly, leaving her unable to resist. He thrust his hips in and out violently. Her two wet buttocks slapped against Wen Yuan's legs,
making a continuous "slap, slap" sound. At the same time, Hua Xuan's excited and ecstatic moans mingled with the sounds.

"Ah, ah, ha, ah!" Her melodious breaths exuded a charming pleasure. Hua Xuan excitedly
received her senior brother's treasure, calling out passionately, "Ah, ya... Wen... senior brother..."
Although her tone was wanton, it still revealed a shy charm. Even in extreme excitement, she still had the
innocence of a young girl. Wen Yuan heard this and it only fueled his passion. He became more and more engrossed in his thrusts, and in his pleasure
, he couldn't help but let out soft moans.

In the heat of their passion, Wen Yuan suddenly withdrew his member, a spray of love juice splattering out. Hua
Xuan trembled violently, her slender waist twisting involuntarily, moaning incessantly, when Wen Yuan suddenly flipped her over
, placing her on her back. Wen Yuan immediately spread her beautiful legs, knelt between them, groaned, and
thrust in again with all his might. In the midst of her burgeoning passion, Hua Xuan felt the pleasure of penetration once more, and cried out in a wanton voice.
Wen Yuan pressed on, taking advantage of Hua Xuan's momentary lapse in concentration, thrusting deep into her, ravaging her little paradise
until this junior sister trembled and jumped, tears welling in her eyes.

In such intense intercourse, a very short interruption usually doesn't immediately cool a woman down. Although
Wen Yuan changed positions and started again, Hua Xuan's pleasure continued to surge, with orgasms coming one after another, each higher than
the last. Wen Yuan did this simply to observe Hua Xuan's expressions while actively engaging in intercourse.
At this moment, he savored the moment. Although her moans were full of lust, her delicate and innocent face, flushed
with shyness and blushing, coupled with her pitiful eyes, made him want to cherish her from the bottom of his heart. Yet, because her calls
were so enchanting, Wen Yuan felt at ease enjoying her body so unrestrainedly, especially since Hua Xuan
was also enjoying herself. They moved

with varying degrees of intensity, countless times, until both of them were covered in sweat. Under the rosy glow of the sunset, Hua Xuan
's body became even more alluring. Wen Yuan, indulging his energy, suddenly ripped off her bodice,
bent down, and licked her cleavage. Suddenly, he felt that her breasts seemed fuller than before.

"Oh... ah, ah ha... ha..." Hua Xuan couldn't help but moan, her hands wrapping around Wen Yuan
's neck. Wen Yuan buried his face between her breasts, his cheek rubbing against them, confirming the progress they had made.
Not only were their shapes more beautiful, but their textures were also fuller, and their delicate softness remained alluring. He couldn't help but think
, "I didn't realize that after so many days without intimacy with my junior sister, her body has grown so much..."

Only a few months had passed since Hua Xuan's first experience of lovemaking, yet her youthful body had already changed considerably.
Through her senior brother's repeated caresses and the trials of traveling the martial world, Hua Xuan had gained even more beauty and grace
, her figure becoming increasingly proportionate and exquisite, a truly pleasing sight. This time, with so much time since their last union, Wen Yuan
could clearly feel the subtle nuances of her growth. She was younger than Zi Yuan and Xiao Murong, and with further
development , her physique would be even more promising…

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan's heart was bursting with joy, and his hips moved faster
. As Hua Xuan's moans continued, Wen Yuan reached his peak of excitement and finally ejaculated,
filling Hua Xuan's secret cave.

Hua Xuan moaned wildly until her semen was completely released and her penis relaxed, but she was still reluctant to let
go . Her secret cave tightly enveloped her, her tender skin contracted, and semen and love juice flowed together. Wen Yuan took a breath, withdrew his
penis, and turbid fluids gushed out. Hua Xuan was in a dream, her breathing disordered, and she hugged her senior brother
's body, whispering weakly, "Senior Brother Wen, I… I'm dying… So good…" Her cherry lips
parted, as if exhaling fragrant breath, which made Wen Yuan's soul float away.

The two rested nestled together by the lake, the sun already setting behind the mountains. Wen Yuan embraced her warm, fragrant
body and said softly, "Junior Sister, you're even more charming than before." Hua Xuan felt a sweet warmth in her heart and whispered, "
Really?" Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Don't you think so?" Hua Xuan blushed and leaned against his chest,
whispering, "I...I'm not very confident about my figure...unlike Sister Zi Yuan and Sister Murong
, their figures...are all...so good..."

Wen Yuan patted her head and smiled, "You're still young, you'll grow up, besides, your
body really is different now." Hua Xuan smiled and said, "..." "How so?" Wen Yuan hummed in agreement, saying, "
Before, your body was smaller and less mature, but now..." Hua Xuan's heart fluttered
. She lowered her head and whispered, "Now... how is it?" Wen Yuan gazed at her expectant eyes, then suddenly smiled and said, "
Now it's half-ripe."

Hua Xuan was taken aback, then her face flushed red. She blushed and threw a series of playful punches at her senior brother's chest,
crying out "Senior Brother Wen, you... how could you do this! You're so mean, you bad guy! What do you mean by half-ripe!"
Wen Yuan laughed and pulled her close, making it impossible for her to move.

Just as they were getting intimate, a rustling sound suddenly came from the trees by the lake—the sound of footsteps on fallen leaves. The two of them had just
noticed it when they heard a soft exclamation. They turned their heads together and saw Zi Yuan
staring on his face.

The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became very awkward. Zi Yuan blushed slightly,
turned her head , and whispered, "Did you catch any fish?" Wen Yuan nodded stiffly, pointed to the side, and said, "
Yes, it's... over there." He then got up to get it.

Zi Yuan quickly waved her hand and said, "I'll get it for you, you guys... hurry up and get dressed."
She ran over, glanced at Wen Yuan, and suddenly looked shy. She said, "So that's why it
took you so long to catch fish, you... you guys are really..." As she spoke, she couldn't help but
smile and shake her head helplessly. Hua Xuan felt embarrassed and lowered her head, hurriedly putting on her clothes.

Wen Yuan quickly dressed and helped Zi Yuan get the fish. After stammering for a moment, he said, "Zi Yuan,
I'm sorry , the fish were caught a long time ago, but... but..." Zi Yuan looked at his trying-to-explain expression
and couldn't help but smile, saying, "It's okay, you and Xuan-mei haven't seen each other for quite a while, of
course." Hua Xuan was even more embarrassed and couldn't speak.

The three of them returned to the shed in a short while. Zi Yuan looked at the pile of fruits and vegetables, pondered for a moment, and said, "Xuan-mei,
come and help me, it seems these vegetables need to be washed." Hua Xuan quickly agreed and followed, and
Xiao Feng also went to help.

Little Murong seemed quite relaxed. She walked up to Wen Yuan and said with a smile, "Why did you take so long
? Were you playing with the girls?" Wen Yuan's face flushed. He said, "What, you could tell at a glance
?" Little Murong blinked and laughed, "Of course I could tell. Look at you, all sweaty
. Were you very satisfied just now?" Wen Yuan couldn't deny it and could only nod with a wry smile. Little Murong nodded repeatedly
, then suddenly smiled gently and said softly, "Hey, do you... still have any energy?"

Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Wh... what?" Little Murong
smiled sweetly, her soft chest slowly leaning against him. She whispered, "After spending time with the Hua family girls,
should spend time with me too? I... really need you right now." As she spoke, her small hands were already wrapped around Wen Yuan
's waist.

Hearing Xiao Murong's seductive words, Wen Yuan became somewhat unsettled and said, "This... now
is probably not a good time..." Xiao Murong asked softly, "Why?" She straightened her body slightly, pressing her delicate frame closer to
Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan hurriedly tried to restrain himself and said, "No, no, Zi Yuan and the others are busy, we
... how... how can we..."

Suddenly, he saw Xiao Murong's eyes darting around, and she jumped back, bending over with her hands behind her back, and said with a grin, "
What are you thinking? I need you to help me gather firewood." Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment and asked blankly, "
Firewood?" Xiao Murong nodded deeply and laughed, "Of course! How can we do without firewood? How can we
roast chicken and fish? You say how can we? I should be asking you how can we not! Hurry up, hurry up!"
Holding Wen Yuan's hand, she walked outside.

Wen Yuan had no choice but to follow, and said with a wry smile, "You can just say it directly, why take the opportunity to tease people?" Little Murong
turned around, her expression very cheerful, and said, "Let me give you a warning first, we're just gathering firewood,
if ..." Her face suddenly turned slightly red, and she laughed, "If you take the opportunity to mess around again, and make Sister Ziyuan wait for a long time, she might get angry and not cook, and everyone 　　will go hungry
, and your sin will be very serious."
Wen Yuan knew that she was deliberately teasing him, but he had no choice but to laugh and say, "Yes, yes, I would never dare."

Ten Scenes Satin (167)

=== ... Zi Yuan hummed a light tune as she cooked wild mountain vegetables and fruits, instantly adding a refreshing aroma to the greasy chicken and fish. 　　After a while, Zi Yuan finished preparing the dish, and it was already completely dark, with the bright moon high in the sky and scattered stars. Everyone gathered around the fire, savoring Zi Yuan's cooking. It was indeed a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, and Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong praised it highly . Hua Xuan was even more impressed and said, "Sister Ziyuan, you're so good at cooking, I want to ." Little Murong waved the fish bones she had just finished eating and laughed, "Of the three of us, Sister Ziyuan is the most domestic. I can't learn to cook. Every time I make something, my eldest brother spits it out as soon as he takes a bite, he doesn't give me any face at all." 　　Ziyuan was a little embarrassed and smiled, "I only know this much, what's there to teach? There's no oil or salt here , I'm afraid the taste won't be very good." Wen Yuan shook his head and laughed, "No, no , it's already good enough." 　　Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, Little Murong suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to get something." She ran to the pile of bundles and luggage and came back with two leather bags. Hua Xuan asked, "What's that?" Xiao Murong blinked and smiled, "It's wine. I bought it in town during the day, and I'm drinking it now. My older brother said he wanted to drink this morning, and I thought it sounded good, so I bought a few liters." Wen Yuan said, "Xiao Yin, you don't usually drink much, do you ?" Xiao Murong smiled, "Yes, this is to celebrate everyone's safety and Sister Ziyuan's return. Everyone has to drink, and all of this wine has to be drunk clean." 　　Ziyuan touched her long hair slightly, hesitated a bit, and smiled bitterly, "I... I'm not a good drinker, I probably can't much." Xiao Murong smiled, "It's okay, if you can't finish it, just give it to him." She pointed at Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan smiled, "If I get drunk too, I won't be able to keep you company tonight." Xiao Murong's face flushed, and she smiled, "You're not drunk yet, and you're already talking nonsense. You're the one, first, you have to take a big gulp of wine as punishment." She handed a wine bag to Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan uncorked the wine and took the first sip. The women laughed and clapped, each taking a sip as well. 　　As the wine flowed freely and their ears warmed, Zi Yuan took out her pipa, gently plucking and strumming, and began to sing. The pipa music was captivating; it was Qin Guan's "The Magpie Bridge Fairy": "The clouds weave patterns, the stars convey sorrow, the Milky Way stretches vast and silent. A single meeting in the golden autumn breeze and surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world. Tender feelings flow like water, the auspicious day is like a dream, how can one bear to look back on the magpie bridge's return path? If two hearts are truly bound for eternity, why should they be together every morning and evening?" The music was like pearls and jade, gentle and tender, captivating Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong. They listened with enchantment, praising the piece after it ended. 　　Xiao Feng laughed, "It's a pity there's no zither here, otherwise, Young Master Wen, you could play a tune, wouldn't that be wonderful? " Wen Yuan, still quite drunk, immediately rose to his feet upon hearing this, laughing heartily, and said, "Even without a zither, how can I not play a tune?" A sudden flash of light appeared before the women's eyes, and they saw Wen Yuan holding a long sword, reciting in a long voice : "With colorful sleeves, she diligently holds the jade cup, in those days, she risked her flushed face in drunkenness. The dance is low, like the moon in the willow-lined pavilion, the song ends, like the wind beneath the peach blossom fan ..." 　　This poem, "Partridge Sky," by Yan Jidao, was unfamiliar to Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan, but Zi Yuan recognized it immediately . However, Wen Yuan did not merely recite; the sword in his hand also swirled around, not very fast, but the internal force vibrated the blade , causing it to hum loudly. Riding the wave of his intoxication, he suddenly began to dance. His left sleeve billowed, his fingers flicking and dancing, his finger strength seemingly striking the sword in mid-air. The sound resonated, echoing and lingering like rolling waves . 　　He created music from the air, high and low, turning and twisting with effortless grace. He had infused martial arts into music, achieving a truly wondrous state. Zi Yuan and Xiao Feng were delighted and captivated by Wen Yuan's sword dance, while Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan were utterly astonished. Watching the sword light flash and change with divine grace, the sword flicking in mid-air producing a clear and resonant sound, they were mesmerized and dazzled, never imagining that Wen Yuan's martial arts had progressed so rapidly. 　　Wen Yuan continued reciting: "Since parting, I recall our meeting, how many times have my soul and dreams been with you? Tonight, I hold the silver lamp in my hand, still fearing that our meeting is but a dream." As he finished reciting, the sound of the sword faded into the distance, drifting away. He turned and smiled at Zi Yuan. Zi Yuan felt a little shy and smiled as she lowered her head. She knew he was moved by their previous separation and had thus recited this poem for her, "I fear our meeting is but a dream. 　　" Little Murong laughed, "I never knew you had such a skill; you're truly amazing." Wen Yuan sheathed his sword and laughed, "I've never tried this before; it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing." He sat down, picked up his wine pouch, took a large gulp, wiped the wine from his lips, and suddenly stood up, reciting aloud, "In my drunkenness, I revel in laughter; where would I find time for sorrow ? Lately, I've come to realize that the books of the ancients are entirely unreliable!" 　　Zi Yuan saw him reciting Xin Qiji's "West River Moon" with great enthusiasm, and indeed, she was already drunk. Yi, finding it amusing yet also delightful, clapped her hands and recited: "Last night I fell drunk by the pine, asking the pine how drunk I was ..." Wen Yuan continued: "...I suspected it was about to come and support me, so I pushed the pine away, saying: 'Go away!'" 　　Reciting the word "go away," Wen Yuan's tone suddenly rose, and he actually pushed a nearby pine tree . The pine tree swayed violently, its needles falling in a flurry. It didn't actually "go away," but it almost fell over from Wen Yuan's push. Hua Xuan stuck out her tongue and said, "Senior Brother Wen, are you really drunk?" Little Murong laughed, "He can still recite poetry, so he's not drunk. Come on, everyone, let's drink some more, the wine pouches aren't empty yet!" 　　Since the tumultuous events of the Fragrance-Stealing Banquet, until tonight, Wen Yuan was finally able to enjoy a private gathering with his three close female friends. He was extremely happy, laughing and talking freely, thoroughly enjoying himself. Ziyuan, being a light drinker , had her cheeks flushed a rosy pink after just a few sips of strong liquor, her body limp and weak. If Xiaofeng hadn't been there to support her, she would have nearly collapsed several times . Huaxuan, who also couldn't drink much, was already quite drunk, swaying and shaking his head.

Everyone had to lie down. Little Murong, though her face was flushed, was still quite cheerful, talking and laughing, seemingly
even more lively than usual.

Later, seeing that Ziyuan was so drunk she was almost staggering, Wenyuan asked Xiaofeng to help her to bed.
Although Xiaofeng hadn't drunk as much as Ziyuan, she was also somewhat tipsy and couldn't lift Ziyuan at all. Wenyuan
simply picked Ziyuan up himself and carried her into the shed. Zi Yuan felt someone holding her, and
groggily hummed a few times, whispering, "What...what are you doing?" Wen Yuan said softly, "You're drunk,
I'll carry you to sleep first." Zi Yuan hummed in response, her body shifting slightly, and mumbled, "Okay
, sleep...uh, um."

After taking a few steps, Xiao Murong suddenly pounced on Wen Yuan's back, wrapping her arms around his neck, and said, "Hey...
where are we going?" Wen Yuan was already seven or eight parts drunk, and was immediately weighed down, struggling to move. He smiled wryly and said, "I'm carrying
Zi Yuan to sleep, don't pull me." Xiao Murong giggled in his ear and said softly, "I..."
"...I want to...sleep too."

Wen Yuan turned his head and saw that she was still quite drunk, yet showed no intention of letting go. He had no choice but to muster his strength and
drag Xiao Murong to the shed. He gently squatted down and let Zi Yuan lie on the soft grass that had been prepared. Just as he was about to turn
around to help Xiao Murong, he stumbled and fell forward, landing on Zi Yuan's chest.
Zi Yuan groaned, still dazed, and said, "Yuan, no..."

Wen Yuan lay on top of Zi Yuan, feeling the soft, warm sensation on his cheek, which felt extremely comfortable.
He couldn't help but rub against her a few times. Although Zi Yuan was drunk, she was still very sensitive. She gently twisted her body and groaned
a few more times. His heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but move forward and kiss Zi Yuan's lips, listening to her
occasional muffled moans. Just then, Xiao Murong climbed onto his back again, whispering in a drunken stupor, "Wen...
Brother, sleep with me..."

Hearing Xiao Murong's whispered words, Wen Yuan's heart raced. He pulled away from Zi Yuan's lips, turned around
, and helped Xiao Murong down so they could lie side by side. He knelt between the two women, looking at Zi Yuan, whose cheeks were flushed with intoxication,
her lips parted as if to speak, but only soft, breathy moans escaped her lips, adding to her allure. Then he looked at Xiao Murong, whose
pretty face was tinged with a hint of bewilderment, her eyes hazy, making her even more endearing.

The more Wen Yuan looked, the more excited he became. Coupled with the rising alcohol, he felt a burning heat within him, his desire already aroused.
He turned to his side and began to undress Zi Yuan. Zi Yuan was already drowsy and powerless to resist, letting him
undress her, only able to moan weakly.

Soon, Wen Yuan stripped Zi Yuan naked. Looking at her naked body, her once flawless
skin, flushed with alcohol, appeared exceptionally alluring. Zi Yuan blushed, raising her arms to cover her chest,
her legs pressed tightly together, and pleaded softly, "No… Yin Mei… she… is here…" Wen Yuan said, "
Are you embarrassed?"

Zi Yuan was too drunk to speak clearly; though she spoke, she didn't answer Wen Yuan. Although she seemed to be deliberately concealing
her body, she was actually half-conscious, a purely natural reaction. Her limbs were weak,
making it impossible to hide her fully exposed breasts. Although her private parts weren't yet wet, just seeing her trying
to close her legs and her shyly embarrassed appearance was enough to ignite countless fantasies and make one's blood boil.

A beautiful woman, naked and drunk, lay beside him. Faced with such an alluring Zi Yuan, any man would surely be
unable to resist and would be eager to indulge his lust. Even in his drunken state, Wen Yuan still cherished the delicate Zi Yuan
, tenderly caressing her skin to ensure her pleasure and to share in
the exquisite .

Soon, Wen Yuan's tenderness was reciprocated. Overwhelmed by intoxication, Zi Yuan couldn't control herself, occasionally letting out
soft murmurs, her legs naturally spreading wide, allowing Wen Yuan a full view of her beautiful private parts,
glistening with moisture, clearly yearning for his care.

This sensual desire, though initiated by Wen Yuan, could only be satisfied by him.
Without hesitation loosened his belt, gently straddling Zi Yuan's lower body. Both their bodies trembled slightly as they slowly
joined together. And so, a passionate, sweaty affair began.

"Mmm...uh...mmm..."

Xiao Feng, tidying up outside the shed, heard these joyful sighs and instantly blushed, flustered and disoriented
. Upon hearing it again, and confirming it was Zi Yuan and not Xiao Murong, she was even more embarrassed and at a loss for words. She thought to herself, "
Sister has found a good husband, no wonder she's like this, but... isn't she... a little too engrossed? It's really... so
embarrassing..."

Although Hua Xuan was half-drunk and half-awake, she also heard these affectionate voices. She
paused stood up unsteadily and walked towards the shed, but her steps were unsteady, as if she might
fall with every step. Xiao Feng quickly went over to support her, saying, "Miss Hua, please wait a moment before going in." Hua Xuan
shook her head and cried out, "No, I need to find Senior Brother Wen! Wen... uh, uh." She was actually quite
drunk, and after a few steps, she fell onto Xiao Feng, almost dragging her to the ground as well. Helpless, Xiao Feng
could only suppress her embarrassment and help Hua Xuan to the bottom of the shed.

As the fire moved further from the shed, in the hazy darkness, Xiao Feng could vaguely see Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan entwined naked. Their movements
weren't vigorous, but with each deep thrust from Wen Yuan, Zi Yuan would moan softly in pleasure, a mixture of
helplessness and undisguised joy, an indescribable delight.
Xiao Murong, her robes half-undone, revealing glimpses of her skin, lay nearby, watching the two entwined in a daze,
a few breaths escaping her lips.

Although Xiao Feng had grown up in a brothel, she had only ever been a tea and water-serving maid, and later served
Zi Yuan , never entertaining clients, remaining a virgin. While
she had heard much about lovemaking in brothels, she had rarely witnessed it firsthand. Now, looking at the alluring scene before her,
she felt a wave of dizziness, her mouth dry, her body warm, and overwhelmed with shame, her legs seemed to give way, and she collapsed to the ground, stunned.

Without Xiao Feng's support, Hua Xuan was immediately powerless to move. He lay on the ground, inching his
way towards Wen Yuan, softly pleading, "Senior Brother Wen, I...I want it too..."

Xiao Feng blushed and her heart pounded. The wine she had just drunk seemed to spread throughout her body, rendering
her immobile. She watched with half-open eyes. She saw Zi Yuan writhe in confusion, accepting
Wen Yuan 's essence, finally lying down amidst her disheveled clothes, panting contentedly. Then she watched Wen Yuan sit on Zi Yuan's...
Beside her, he caressed her skin, while Xiao Murong moved closer, lowering his head to suckle his treasure, gradually
regaining his strength, and then entered her body. Hua Xuan leaned against Zi Yuan, seemingly about to fall asleep, but
still barely keeping his drunken eyes open, gazing at his senior brother's naked body.

The lovers, seemingly oblivious to Xiao Feng's presence, continued their unrestrained behavior. Xiao Feng saw
this, feeling both ashamed and embarrassed, her legs feeling wet and slippery. Slowly, she felt a sense of loss,
thinking, "Young Master Wen... they... seem to be enjoying themselves so much, I... if only I could do that too..."
As she thought, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she felt completely out of it. Suddenly, someone
grabbed her wrist, pulling Xiao Feng to the side, and in her panic, her head spun, and she
fainted. 　　Ten Scenes of Silk 　　(

168 )

=== ... Xiao Murong placed her finger to her lips, gently touching them as she breathed. It seemed both of them were asleep, drunk and oblivious to their sleeping postures. 　　Wen Yuan admired the sleeping positions of his three lovers, then suddenly thought, "Zi Yuan, Junior Sister, and Xiao Yin are all sleeping there … then who is this?" Startled, he quickly looked down. The woman in his arms seemed to have woken up as well , tilting her head back. The two women looked at each other and immediately cried out in surprise. Wen Yuan was startled and called out, "Xiao Feng?" 　　Xiao Feng was even more alarmed, jumping up and stammering, "Wen…Young Master Wen? You…I …" She only managed a few stammered words, her face already flushed with embarrassment, her expression extremely flustered. 　　Wen Yuan was instantly wide awake. He saw that Xiao Feng's clothes were disheveled; although not naked, her belt was loose, her clothes were loose, and her entire body was partially revealed, making her incredibly alluring. Wen Yuan panicked and was at a loss "Oh no, oh no! I was so drunk last night that I didn't know anything. Could it be... that I... she..." 　　Just as the two were in an awkward situation, Hua Xuan rubbed his eyes and woke up, mumbling, "What happened..." He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Feng standing in front of Wen Yuan, one dressed disheveled and the other naked . He was immediately shocked and jumped up, shouting, "Senior Brother Wen, how... how could you do this!" 　　This shout also woke up Zi Yuan and Xiao Murong. Seeing Wen Yuan and Xiao Feng's appearance, the situation became even more chaotic . Everyone quickly dressed, and Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan were eager to get an explanation, leaving Wen Yuan in a very embarrassing situation. When he tried to recall what happened last night, it was all fragmented and blurry; he couldn't remember anything about Xiao Feng at all. 　　Only Zi Yuan remained calm. She led Xiao Feng aside and softly asked, "Xiao Feng, what ? Tell me, it's okay. We've always been like sisters. If Young Master Wen really did something to you, there has to be an explanation..." 　　Xiao Feng shook her head in embarrassment, her expression flustered, and cried out, "Sister Zi Yuan, you... you mustn't think ! Last night... I was drunk last night, but not completely. I still know what happened . Young Master Wen didn't do anything to me!" 　　Xiao Murong said anxiously, "But... why were you all acting like that just now?" Hua Xuan added, "..." "Yes, how... how do you explain this?" Xiao Feng blushed, her hands hanging limply at her sides, pointing at Xiao Murong, and said, "It's... it's because Miss Murong, last night after... after doing it with Young Master Wen... for the second time, she pulled me over and took off my clothes..." 　　Xiao Murong was stunned, and said, "Me?" Xiao Feng nodded, and said, "Yes, while she was taking them off, she... she pushed me towards Young Master Wen, saying... it was... my turn... Young Master Wen also hugged me , and I couldn't break free, so I had to... let Young Master Wen hold me..." Hua Xuan asked anxiously, "And... what happened again ?" Xiao Feng lowered her head and said, "Then... Young Master Wen seemed too tired, and just fell asleep like that." Wen Yuan was taken aback and said, "That's it?" Xiao Feng nodded and whispered, "Yes, I... I didn't have any strength left either, and then... I fell asleep." As she said this, her face was already burning red. 　　In this way, the tense atmosphere immediately dissipated. Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, " Thank goodness !" Little Murong laughed, "It's a good thing you got drunk in time, otherwise someone like you wouldn't have stopped herself from going too far." Hua Xuan said, "What are you talking about? Sister Murong, isn't this problem caused by you? Who told you to take off people's clothes like that?" 　　Little Murong was a little embarrassed and laughed, "Well... I guess I confused Xiao Feng with you. I originally wanted to take off your clothes, but I might not have... I was drunk, so it's inevitable that I would do something wrong." Hua Xuan blushed , pouted, and exclaimed, "What? Taking off my clothes is not wrong?" Little Murong laughed, " Oh well, you were going to take them off anyway, so it doesn't matter. When you woke up just now, you weren't wearing any clothes ?" 　　While everyone was laughing and joking, they packed their bags and set off again. However, everyone was still a bit dizzy from the hangover , especially everyone except Xiao Feng, who had all enjoyed extremely unrestrained sexual pleasure last night, which greatly depleted their energy, with Wen Yuan being the most affected. Today, riding the donkey with Zi Yuan, he lacked the ability to control it, and the donkey was not as stable as yesterday, constantly jumping and rushing around, requiring Wen Yuan to exert a lot of effort to restrain it. 　　Zi Yuan asked softly, "Are you alright? Can you control yourself?" Wen Yuan forced a smile and said, "I can, but I'm a little tired." Little Murong rode over on her donkey and laughed, "What's wrong? Did you exert too much energy last night ? Why are you so listless today?" Wen Yuan said, "The root of the problem is that I shouldn't have drunk so much. I was and had no self-control. I don't even know how many times I've... done it with you guys." Little Murong blushed and smiled sweetly, saying, "Didn't that give you a huge advantage? The three of us were the ones who suffered , being bullied by you so many times." Wen Yuan smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "Last night was too outrageous. I can't do this all the time. It's too harmful to my health. Otherwise, dying under the peony flower wouldn't be a glorious thing."

The group rode on horseback, passing through the countryside and approaching populated areas. By noon, they were not far from the capital.

Hua Xuan turned to Wen Yuan and said, "Senior Brother Wen, should we go into the city, or go directly to Zhao County to find
Senior Brother Xiang?" Wen Yuan replied, "Let's go into the city first. We should rest for a while. We
can't just stay away from the capital just because the Imperial Tomb Sect exists." Little Murong laughed, "No matter how many spies the Imperial Tomb Sect has, they can't
all know us. There's no need to worry so much." So the five of them rode their donkeys into the city.

The atmosphere in the capital that day was quite different from usual. Although it was still noisy, the noise was
about something unprecedented since the Ming Dynasty established its capital.

Not long after Wen Yuan and the other four entered the city, they soon heard the news: Emperor Zhengtong had personally led an expedition against the Oirat Mongols, but
when his army reached Tumu Fortress—about twenty li west of Huailai County—they were surrounded by the Oirat army. On August 14th
, they attempted a breakout, but were pursued by Esen's army halfway through. In a single battle, the entire army was annihilated. Half a million men became corpses strewn
across the fields Almost all the accompanying civil and military officials perished in the chaos, including Wang Zhen, who had championed the campaign personally
. In his devastating defeat, he wept bitterly and was killed by his enraged bodyguard, General Fan Zhong, with a single blow of his hammer.

The legitimate emperor, the mighty Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty, was captured by the Oirat cavalry and taken north, unable to escape back to the capital. When
the defeated troops reported back to the capital, this momentous event shook the court. In the Fengtian Hall, officials wept bitterly, and chaos reigned.

Upon hearing this sudden and dramatic turn of events, Wen Yuan was greatly astonished. Recalling Kou Feitian's words and actions before his death, he immediately understood: "I
only thought Kou Feitian was telling me that this crushing defeat would give Long Yuqing an opportunity, but I never expected that even
the current emperor would be captured by the Oirats. A country without a ruler is bound to be in turmoil; is this the opportunity Kou Feitian
was hinting at Long Yuqing?"

This was a situation he had not anticipated. The calamity of an emperor becoming a prisoner of war by a foreign enemy was a tragedy, as seen in the Yongjia era of the Jin Dynasty and
the Jingkang era of the Song Dynasty, both leading to national ruin, the loss of power, and the change of dynasties. Now that such a change had occurred,
even if Wen Yuan didn't want to interfere in Long Yuqing's affairs, he could no longer remain uninvolved.

The autumn wind blowing through the capital seemed to carry an atmosphere of impending war and death.

Ten Scenes Satin (　　169 )

=== ... The elite troops of the capital had already been almost entirely wiped out at Tumu Fortress, leaving only remnants and weak soldiers. This deployment would naturally be very effective in protecting against the Oirat invasion, and the morale of the people would be greatly stabilized. 　　Wen Yuan and his four companions stayed at an inn outside the capital for several days, but there was no sign of any movement from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, which made them secretly puzzled. That day, everyone gathered in the room to exchange opinions. Xiao Murong said, "Logically speaking, if Long Yuqing really wanted to rebel, he shouldn't have let this opportunity—when the emperor is captured and the court has lost its ruler— go unnoticed. It's strange that there's been no movement at all." 　　Wen Yuan shook his head, poured a cup of tea, raised it to his lips, then put it down again, saying, "I don't know what he's planning. Maybe he feels the time isn't right, or maybe he's creating an opportunity, or maybe he doesn't intend to rebel at all." 　　Hua Xuan tapped his teacup with his fingers listlessly and said, "So how much longer are we going to stay here ?" These past few days, Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong had taken turns going out to investigate, while Hua Xuan always stayed behind to protect Zi Yuan and Xiao Feng. Staying in the room all day, he couldn't help but feel stifled. 　　Wen Yuan said, "Let's wait a while and see. If the situation stabilizes, we won't need to stay here . How about this, Junior Sister, if you're bored, why don't we go out tomorrow? Xiao Yin can stay here ." Hua Xuan's eyes immediately lit up, and she laughed, "Okay, I want her!" Little Murong laughed, "It's not like we're going out to play, what's there to be happy about? This is perfect, I can relax." 　　Early the next morning, Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan left the inn and passed through the Chaoyang Gate of the Imperial City. In the distance, they saw a group of people heading towards a magnificent mansion. 　　Hua Xuan became alert, looking at the people's clothes, and whispered, "Senior Brother Wen, that looks like the Embroidered Uniform Guard. " Wen Yuan nodded, and looking at the mansion with its carved beams and painted rafters, he realized it was Wang Zhen's mansion. When he first arrived in the capital, he and Hao Yigang had come here, and that's how they rescued Zi Yuan. 　　Wen Yuan said, "Let's go take a look." The two strolled over and saw a large crowd gathered around Wang Zhen's residence. Upon inquiring, they learned that the King and his ministers had been discussing state affairs in the Fengtian Hall that day. Wang Zhen, who had once been a tyrant, had now died in the construction project, and a flood of memorials from officials impeached him, demanding that the King confiscate his property, exterminate his entire clan, and publicly denounce his crimes. 　　This group of Imperial Guards had come to arrest Wang Zhen's family members. Before long, Wang Zhen's entire family, young and old , weeping and wailing, including his nephew Wang Shan, were brought out and bound, taken to the palace. The onlookers murmured and cursed him incessantly. 　　Hua Xuan sighed softly, "Even if Wang Zhen is a great traitor, his family members aren't necessarily all bad people. Why were they all arrested?" Wen Yuan said, "'If one does not cultivate oneself, one cannot manage one's family.' Their fate is also caused by Wang Zhen." 　　Hua Xuan stared blankly, suddenly feeling something tugging at her trouser leg. She looked down and saw a fluffy, black and white thing—the little white tiger that was often with Zhao Wanyan—biting her trouser leg and pulling it outwards. 　　She was greatly surprised and said, "Isn't this Sister Zhao's little tiger? What's it doing here?" Wen Yuan examined the little white tiger and said, "Perhaps Senior Brother and Miss Zhao are nearby." 　　Hua Xuan squatted down, picked up the little white tiger, and said softly, "Long time no see. Is Senior Brother Xiang also nearby?" The little white tiger looked up and cried out. 　　The man and the tiger stared at each other silently for a long while. Hua Xuan helplessly raised his head and said, "Senior Brother Wen, it doesn't understand." Wen Yuan laughed, "I didn't tell you to ask." He bent down and patted the little white tiger's head, saying...

"Fine, it's not your fault you can't speak human language, and it's not our fault we can't understand you. If you
know where our senior brother is, how about you lead us there?"

The little white tiger growled a few times at him, then leaped out of Hua Xuan's arms and ran away into the crowd. Wen Yuan
and Hua Xuan chased after it, thinking, "If this little tiger can really lead the way, that would be quite a feat. Let's trust it for now
, and see what happens if it doesn't work."

A small white figure darted through the streets and alleys, running incredibly fast. The two used their lightness skills and
didn't fall behind at all. Before long, the little white tiger ran out of the city gate and covered more than ten miles in one go, running
faster and faster without stopping for a moment. Wen Yuan was secretly amazed, thinking, "I didn't realize this little thing had
such great strength. It's quite a master of lightness skills in the martial arts world."

They gradually reached the wilderness and arrived at the foot of a mountain. The little white tiger ran towards a few houses and roared loudly
. The door opened from the inside, and a young woman in light clothing with flowing hair stepped out. The little white tiger immediately jumped into her
arms. Judging from the woman's appearance, it was indeed Zhao Wanyan.

Hua Xuan was overjoyed and rushed over, calling out, "Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao!"

Zhao Wanyan looked up at the sound of the voice and saw Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan. She immediately looked surprised and said, "
Young Master ... and Miss Hua? You... how come you're here?" Hua Xuan smiled and said, "We
came with this little thing. Sister Zhao, did you really run away from home by yourself?" Zhao Wanyan lowered her head and stammered,
"Yes... yes."

Wen Yuan followed, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Miss Zhao, it's been a long time. Is my senior brother here
?" Zhao Wanyan's cheeks flushed slightly and she said, "Brother Xiang? He's here. Please... please come in." As she spoke, she hurriedly went into the house with the little white tiger
in her arms , looking very shy.

Seeing her shy demeanor, Wen Yuan was slightly surprised, but still went inside with Hua Xuan. The beams and pillars in the room were quite
old, indicating that Xiang Yang and Zhao Wanyan were only staying temporarily. As he looked around, he suddenly heard footsteps from the inner hall.
Xiang Yang, wearing a long robe, came out and smiled, "Good junior brother, I didn't expect you to find this place. Ah, even
junior sister is here." Wen Yuan smiled, "Just happened to be here. Senior brother, congratulations on meeting Miss Zhao again.
" Xiang Yang's expression changed slightly, then he smiled faintly and said, "You also rescued Miss Ziyuan, didn't you? I heard the Fragrance-Stealing
Banquet caused quite a stir for you, the Four Non-Humans perished at sea, and Cheng Taihao was captured by Miss Huyan
." Wen Yuan smiled slightly, "It's a great success."

At this moment, the little white tiger ran out from the inner hall and circled the three of them a few times. Zhao Wanyan followed,
her clothes much neater, and her hair combed, but her face was still a little red, and she was very shy
. Wen Yuan glanced at her and immediately realized that his timing had been terrible, and he felt a little embarrassed
.

Hua Xuan, however, was completely oblivious and skipped forward, laughing, "Senior Brother Xiang, how's your
kung fu ? Senior Brother Wen's martial arts have improved again! Yun Feichang and Mo Feishi are no
match for Senior Brother Wen

now." Xiang Yang smiled and said, "I've heard about it. Junior Brother, it's been a long time since we sparred.
How about we have a few exchanges?" Wen Yuan's mind raced, and he asked, "Senior Brother, have you mastered the 'Universal Divine Power'?"
Xiang Yang replied, "I've made some progress, but not quite there yet." He casually struck out with his left palm, unleashing a Nine-Through Thunder Palm
.

Wen Yuan rolled up his sleeves, then separated them again, and as he flicked them outward, he skillfully deflected the power of the thunder palm. Unexpectedly
, the initial force dissipated, but the subsequent force arrived immediately. Xiang Yang hadn't even withdrawn his palm; his internal energy surged forth like thunderclaps from the horizon,
relentless and leaving Wen Yuan no room to neutralize it. Wen Yuan thought to himself, "The subsequent force came so quickly. Senior Brother's Thunder Palm
technique has indeed improved greatly." He struck out with his left palm, responding to the "Yellow Clouds Autumn Pass" technique, its momentum vast and boundless
. He simultaneously absorbed Xiang Yang's palm force while retreating. With a loud thud, Wen Yuan stumbled backward,
his back slamming against the door. Wen Yuan had no choice but to retreat, so he turned and opened the door, leaping out of the house.

He had barely stepped out when Xiang Yang arrived, unleashing three more attacks with his left palm. Wen Yuan dodged them all,
then leaped up, his right hand sweeping out while his left hand slashed diagonally, adopting the "Fisherman and Woodcutter's Dialogue" stance, combining strength and gentleness, like
towering mountains and a vast ocean. In a single move, he turned the tables, launching a double attack on Xiang Yang. Xiang Yang exclaimed, "Excellent
move! Junior brother, be careful!" He threw out his right fist, his palm clenched, displaying the stance of the Nine Thunder Palm's ultimate move, "Spring
Thunder Unleashes a Hundred Flowers.

" Hua Xuan and Zhao Wanyan followed him out and witnessed this scene. Hua Xuan recognized the powerful attack and
was startled , shouting, "Senior brother Xiang, don't take it too seriously!" At the same time, Xiang Yang's five fingers burst open
, unleashing the fierce power of "Spring Thunder Unleashes a Hundred Flowers." Wen Yuan felt a burst of thunderous and fiery energy approaching, and he was immediately
alarmed. He quickly closed his palms, activating the "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill" to unleash "Xiao Xiang Water and Clouds," the soft energy like ten thousand strands of
silk, wrapping around Xiang Yang's right fist.

With a muffled thud, Wen Yuan was knocked back two steps. Xiang Yang struck with his right palm, followed by his
left , a series of powerful blows that combined the swiftness of "Thunder Shakes All Things" with the astonishing
power of "Spring Thunder Unleashes a Hundred Flowers," simultaneously employing the strengths of both techniques. It was like a sudden clap of thunder, shaking heaven and earth. Compared to his single-handed defeat of
Long Tengming, Xiang Yang's use of "Spring Thunder Unleashes a Hundred Flowers" was now even more wondrous and infinitely subtle.

This fierce attack was incredibly powerful; with each strike from Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan was forced to retreat step by step.
In the midst of this rapid, storm-like exchange, suddenly the two shouted in unison, their four palms clashing together. Wen Yuan lost
his footing , was thrown backward, and managed to roll on the grass before leaping back to his feet. Xiang Yang, however,
remained remarkably steady despite retreating a few steps. The two faced each other, neither making another move.

Zhao Wanyan rushed forward, her face pale, and grabbed Xiang Yang's hand, whispering, "Brother Xiang..."
Xiang Yang patted her back and laughed, "It's just a little competition of skills, don't be so scared."

Hua Xuan sighed and exclaimed, "Alright, alright! Senior Brother Xiang, Senior Brother Wen, stop fighting
! Why are you fighting so seriously?" Wen Yuan shook his head and said, "I think we should stop here. If we keep going,
I won't be able to handle it." Xiang Yang smiled and said, "Junior Brother is too modest. Just now..." "These moves are
truly remarkable , far superior to before."

Wen Yuan said, "Thank you, Senior Brother." However, he felt a pang of doubt, thinking, "While Senior Brother's
techniques were impressive, in terms of the application of 'Universal Divine Power,' it seems he suffered from the same
flaw as Long Tengming—a tendency towards excessive force and power, unlike Long Yuqing's all-encompassing and unrestrained control of his strength. But Senior Brother
wasn't as overly biased as Long Tengming; perhaps it was just a momentary lapse..."

Just then, they heard a few coughs. Turning around, they saw Xiang Yang covering his mouth, his eyes tightly shut,
seemingly enduring something. Wen Yuan was startled and rushed forward, asking, "Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Xiang Yang
released his hand, waved it, then suddenly his body trembled, he bent over, and began coughing violently. After only a few coughs,
a mouthful of blood splattered onto the grass.

Hua Xuan was shocked and cried out, "Senior Brother Xiang!" Zhao Wanyan was even more terrified, almost
crying , and supported Xiang Yang, crying, "Brother Xiang, no!" Xiang Yang lowered his head, making no further sound
. Blood dripped from his mouth, his body swayed, and he staggered to the ground. 　　Ten Scenes of　　　　Silk (

170 )

=== ... Without a word, he stepped forward, his palm forming the "Taiyin Blade" stance, and slashed towards Xiang Yang's face. 　　Xiang Yang was startled and tried to block, but for some reason, all his strength vanished, and he was momentarily unable to move. Just as Huang Zhonggui's palm was about to reach his forehead, Xiang Yang, in his horror, suddenly felt a violent tremor within his body, his body jerked violently, followed by a blur of vision. 　　He abruptly regained his senses, and could see clearly that he was sitting on his bed in the room, with Zhao Wanyan, Wen Yuan , and Hua Xuan beside him. Dusk filled the sky outside the window; it was already dusk. He paused, then remembered that he had fainted earlier. 　　Seeing that he had woken up, Zhao Wanyan's worried expression softened, and she said softly, "Brother Xiang , how are you feeling?" Xiang Yang shook his head and said, "I'm fine, don't worry." 　　Wen Yuan's expression was solemn, and he said, "Senior brother, who have you been fighting with these past few days? Your internal injuries are quite severe." Xiang Yang's expression changed slightly, and without saying a word, he turned around, put his feet on the ground, and was about to get up. Zhao Wanyan stepped forward to support his hand, but Xiang Yang smiled slightly and said, "Wanyan, there's no need to help me, I'm not that weak." Zhao Wanyan shook her head, but still supported him. 　　Hua Xuan said, "Senior Brother Xiang, you..." Xiang Yang raised his right palm and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury." He looked out the window and said, "It's getting late, Junior Brother, Junior Sister, you should go back first , lest Miss Ziyuan and the others get into trouble again." 　　Wen Yuan knew his senior brother's temper. Since he was deliberately avoiding the topic, he wouldn't get an answer even if he asked again . He thought, "It's been a while since we last met. I wonder what happened to Senior Brother. Since Senior Brother won't say, I'll just have to ask Miss Zhao tomorrow ." So he said, "Then we'll come again tomorrow. Senior Brother, take care." Xiang Yang nodded and smiled, "Don't worry too much, I'm fine." 　　After Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan left, Xiang Yang looked around but couldn't see the little white tiger. He asked, " Where go?" Zhao Wanyan replied, "The baby's already asleep." Xiang Yang nodded, pressed his chest, and said , "Wanyan, you should go and rest too." Zhao Wanyan gently shook her head and said softly, "You're the one who should rest . I'll go make dinner, you should get some rest." Xiang Yang didn't want to worry her, so he sat back down on the bed. Zhao Wanyan helped him lie down, covered him with the blanket, and smiled, "Brother Xiang, get some sleep. I'll come and wake you up after I've finished making dinner." With that, she went out of the room. 　　Seeing her leave, Xiang Yang immediately threw back the blanket and sat up. He closed his eyes, sighed, and quietly pondered. 　　"My internal injuries have worsened... I've definitely made a mistake in my cultivation of the Universal Divine Power. Defeating Long Tengming that day was indeed due to the wondrous application of the Universal Divine Power. But ever since then, I haven't been able to use it freely. Even when I can fuse the Universal Divine Power and the Nine Thunder Palms into one, it's only unintentional; I can't truly master it. Is my martial arts just going to stagnate like this? 　　A few days ago, Wan Yan came. I never expected Huang Zhonggui to save her on the road. Judging from her expression, she really doesn't know who Huang Zhonggui is." 　　"That night, that strange girl disappeared. I went out to look for her and unexpectedly ran into Huang Zhonggui. What did he say then? 'I don't want to kill you, I just came to settle a regret .' At Jin Guo Manor, my junior brother, Da Murong, and I joined forces to defeat him. He must be furious. But this time, he only used his right hand to knock me to the ground. His skill was already superb reached an even higher level..." 　　Thinking of this, Xiang Yang opened his eyes and looked at the fiery red sky outside the window. 　　"What a powerful Taiyin Blade! With my skill, I'm no match for him. But I never imagined the gap would widen so much. 　　"After he won, he just left without saying a word. Perhaps his regret is over , but I have to settle this score with him. 　　"Although Uncle Ren acknowledges my martial arts, my training these past few days has been completely , and even my junior brother has caught up, his cultivation improving so rapidly. Yun Feichang is a formidable opponent; I'm not confident I can defeat him yet, and I've already fallen to my junior brother. My junior brother's martial arts have improved even faster than I imagined... But what about me..." 　　He gazed at the ever-changing clouds on the horizon, his mind growing increasingly agitated. He couldn't help but jump off the bed , shouting as he slapped his palms repeatedly, the wind howling fiercely. He then slammed his palm against the wall with a loud "bang ," the sound echoing throughout the room. 　　A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Zhao Wanyan rushed in, hurriedly asking, "Wh ...what's wrong?" Xiang Yang asked, "What's wrong?" Zhao Wanyan whispered, "I...I just heard a scream..." Xiang Yang was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Just feeling a bit suffocated, just , it's nothing." 　　Zhao Wanyan sighed and said softly, "You scared me! I thought your...injuries had flared up again."

"It's alright now." A relieved smile appeared on her face as she turned to leave the room. Suddenly, Xiang Yang stepped forward
, placed his hand on her shoulder, and softly said, "Wanyan, wait." He then turned her around,
gazing at her silently.

Zhao Wanyan froze, her face flushing red. She stammered, "What...what's wrong now?
" Xiang Yang continued to look at her quietly, then reached out and put his arm around her waist. He raised his other hand and
gently stroked her cheek. Zhao Wanyan's heart pounded. She stared blankly at Xiang Yang, unsure what to do
, only a shy expression in her eyes.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Xiang Yang couldn't help but smile. He twirled her long
hair and said softly, "That's good. Just looking at you makes me feel peaceful and happy."
Zhao Wanyan blushed even more upon hearing this, and shyly lowered her head, whispering, "Brother Xiang, don't say
that ... it's so embarrassing." Xiang Yang laughed, "I'm serious, I'm not making fun of you."
Saying this, he picked her up, turned her around, took a few steps, and then pushed her down onto the bed, his hand reaching for her chest.

Zhao Wanyan was startled and hurriedly cried out, "Wait...wait a minute, not now!" Xiang Yang asked
, "What is it?" Zhao Wanyan said softly, "I need to cook..." Xiang Yang smiled and said, "Dinner isn't urgent
, this is more important first." Zhao Wanyan shook her head repeatedly in embarrassment and cried out, "No...no,
then I won't have the energy to cook dinner..." Xiang Yang said, "Then I'll do it." As he spoke
, he grabbed one of Zhao Wanyan's breasts and slowly began to knead it.

Zhao Wanyan's body trembled slightly, she gasped in panic, and quickly turned away, whispering, "
Brother Xiang, you were just injured, don't do this..." Xiang Yang laughed, "Because I'm injured, that's why
I need you to treat me." Zhao Wanyan's pretty face turned red, and she said, "Where... how can you treat someone like this?
" Xiang Yang was still playing with her breasts, and laughed, "Of course you can, when you're in a good mood, your injuries will
heal faster ."

Zhao Wanyan hummed, looking confused, as if she believed him a little. She propped herself up with her hands,
sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered, "Okay... but, Brother Xiang, you can't go too far,
your health is important." Xiang Yang smiled and said, "I can't guarantee that, your body is too cute." As he spoke, he used both hands
to squeeze her pair of full breasts, causing her clothes to wrinkle and her soft breasts to deform.

"Uh... ahh..." Zhao Wanyan closed her eyes shyly, her body trembling violently, her cherry
lips opening and closing erratically, uttering disordered breaths. Under Xiang Yang's kneading, the fabric of Zhao Wanyan's chest gradually
became wet, slowly seeping out milky white fluid, staining Xiang Yang's hands.

Zhao Wanyan struggled a few times, panting softly, and said with a hint of resentment, "Brother Xiang... take off your clothes first
, like this... ah, ah... clothes... clothes are wet again..." Xiang Yang pretended not to hear,
instead kneading her breasts even more vigorously. The damp clothes clung to her body, and he easily touched
her two small nipples.

Xiang Yang gently touched them with his fingernails, then flicked them in circles around them. Zhao Wanyan immediately trembled all over
, moaning "ahh," her voice trembling slightly. Xiang Yang pulled open her clothes, and two wet
breasts sprang out, thick milk dripping from her pink nipples. Xiang Yang
smiled and said, "Wanyan, has the little one not been breastfed yet today? It seems like it's coming out even more than usual." Zhao Wanyan
shyly turned her head away and stammered, "I've already... I've already breastfed..."

Xiang Yang looked surprised and said, "Really? Then how come so much is coming out?" As he spoke,
he caressed her delicate breasts, especially teasing her nipples with his fingers. Zhao Wanyan let out a few soft
moans, her face burning with embarrassment. She quickly covered her chest with her arms as a form of defense, her fingers
pursing lips as she tried her best to suppress her excitement. The skin of her breasts, glistening with milk,
looked even more alluring under the pressure of her arms.

Xiang Yang sat on the bed, slowly took off his pants, looked at Zhao Wanyan's face, and said softly, "Wanyan
, I'll have to trouble you today." Zhao Wanyan's long eyelashes fluttered, and a shy expression appeared on her face
. She seemed quite embarrassed and said timidly, "That...that's so embarrassing...Do you really like it that much
?" Xiang Yang raised his hand and gently stroked her breasts, smiling, "I like it very much."

Zhao Wanyan lowered her head shyly, slowly taking off her clothes, then her skirt. Xiang Yang was already lying on
the bed. Zhao Wanyan turned her back to Xiang Yang, straddled him, and still felt a little nervous. She took
a deep breath, lowered her snow-white body, her buttocks facing Xiang Yang's face,
cupped her breasts with both hands, and gently squeezed Xiang Yang's penis. Xiang Yang's body trembled slightly, and he also raised
his hand, raised his finger, and gently poked at the tender red petals in front of him.

"Uh..." Zhao Wanyan whimpered softly, suppressing her shyness, and began to serve Xiang Yang's
precious full breasts. Her soft, elastic breasts enveloped his gradually hardening
penis, gently and tenderly massaging it. This pleasure was intoxicating, making the man feel as if he were in heaven.

This special game was something the two of them had thought of unintentionally. Whenever Xiang Yang saw Zhao Wanyan's beautiful breasts
glistening with milk during intercourse, he was especially excited, while Zhao Wanyan was ashamed beyond words, feeling that
this was too embarrassing, yet she couldn't control herself.
Xiang Yang loved the feeling of her soft breasts against his body, and finally came up with this wonderful way to fully enjoy the beauty of her breasts
.

At this moment, Zhao Wanyan served her lover wholeheartedly, rubbing his penis with her tender, snow-white skin, and also using
sweat and milk to moisturize it, so that Xiang Yang's penis was already white and thick even before he released his essence. The engorged penis nestled within
her cleavage was thoroughly enjoying its warmth and fullness, a sensation that nearly moved Xiang Yang to tears.
Zhao Wanyan watched, her heart pounding like a drum. Her delicate hands continued to knead, and she whispered, "
Brother Xiang...is this comfortable? How much longer...ah!"

Suddenly, she felt a subtle touch between her thighs, her body going
limp
. She groaned, her fingers digging deeper into her breast, causing a large drop of milk to gush out. Just then, Xiang Yang chuckled behind her, "Wanyan, you're soaking wet here too. Looks like you're completely
drenched ."

Zhao Wanyan's heart skipped a beat, her face flushed, and she cried out, "Brother Xiang, you're not answering my question !"
"Well, you're still teasing me..." Xiang Yang touched her buttocks and laughed, "Of course it feels good, it feels incredibly good
." Zhao Wanyan groaned a few more times, took a breath, and whispered, "But...but...I
can't hold back ..." Xiang Yang said, "Can't hold back what?"

Before he could finish speaking, his fair buttocks trembled slightly, the tender flesh of her private parts contracted slightly, and
a drop or two of clear love fluid dripped down and clung to his neck. When Xiang Yang saw this, he immediately laughed, "Oh,
I see..."

He then moved Zhao Wanyan's body away, sat up, and made her lie on the bed. He straddled her
, and saw that her face was flushed. The previous service had left her covered in sweat, her skin glowing pink. Her hazy
eyes gazed at Xiang Yang, a mixture of anticipation and shyness. Xiang Yang gripped his erect penis and chuckled, "
Wan Yan, look, thanks to your hard work just now, I'm full of energy now."

Zhao Wan Yan's gaze shifted to his genitals, and upon seeing it, she felt even more ashamed. She quickly turned her head away and
whispered with a laugh, "What... I don't know." Xiang Yang leaned down and whispered in her ear, "
Enough talk, I'll repay you now." He turned her face and kissed her lips.
At the same time, he thrust his hips forward, penetrating her deeply.

"Mmm... mmm!" Zhao Wan Yan's lips were sealed, and she could only moan incoherently, but
the high-pitched tone was still audible. Xiang Yang kissed her passionately, his body slowly moving, gradually
penetrating deeper into her body, clear fluid gushing out from between the muscles.

Xiang Yang was quite agitated, but after his initial fierce thrusts, he softened his movements,
making Zhao Wanyan feel as if she had been tossed about by a large wave and then plunged into the deep ocean, experiencing the slow yet powerful
impact of the waves. He gently adjusted his body's movements, reaching deep into Zhao Wanyan's body again and again, slowly
kissing her neck and licking her delicate skin.

"Ah...ah ah...ha..." As soon as Zhao Wanyan's cherry lips were free, she couldn't help but
let out a sound of pleasure. Xiang Yang held her body tightly, their chests pressing together, and white milk
flowed down their skin in streaks.

In the depths of their intercourse, the pubic hair between their thighs became slightly entangled, stained with the occasional splashes of
love fluid. At this moment, Xiang Yang poured all his energy into the lower body that had captivated Zhao Wanyan,
enjoying her beautiful body, caressing the smooth curves of her flesh, thrusting into her tight, warm
flesh, listening to her uncontrollable moans, her eyelashes glistening with tears of excitement.

He breathed softly, whispering in her ear, "Wanyan...
only you in this world can make me this happy..." Zhao Wanyan barely opened her eyes, gazing at him hazily, her lips slightly parted, unable to speak
, only able to breathe intermittently, but her face already showing an expression of happiness.

"Ah... ah, ah ah... ha ah..."

After a long and tender moment, Xiang Yang finally ejaculated into Zhao Wanyan's body, embracing her
beautiful . Zhao Wanyan breathed weakly, leaning against Xiang Yang's chest. Xiang Yang tenderly stroked her hair
and softly said, "Wanyan, having you is enough..."

Zhao Wanyan looked up at him, somewhat confused, and asked, "What?" Xiang Yang said, "
With you by my side, I shouldn't have any regrets..." As he spoke, he tightened his embrace around her waist.
Zhao Wanyan's cheeks flushed again, and she smiled gently, tilting her head slightly, and whispered, "Yes, I will always
be by your side."

Xiang Yang smiled slightly and kissed her lips.

That evening, Xiang Yang prepared dinner, and after they ate, they returned to bed. Seeing
Zhao Wanyan casually dressed in a light shirt, her figure alluring, Xiang Yang leaned closer and chuckled, "Wanyan, want
to do it again?" Zhao Wanyan's face flushed, and she laughed, "No, I'm already very tired...
How about tomorrow?" Xiang Yang nodded and smiled, saying, "Then tomorrow will be twice." Zhao Wanyan froze for a moment
, her face instantly turning bright red, and she scolded, "Don't... don't talk nonsense, go to sleep, you need to rest more."

The two slept in the same bed, with the little white tiger lying beside the bed. Before long, Zhao Wanyan had fallen into a deep sleep. Xiang Yang
lay beside her, listening to her soft, long breaths, and seeing that the little white tiger was also asleep, he gently lifted the quilt,
got out of bed , covered Zhao Wanyan with the quilt, and went outside.

He walked alone to the open field, gazing at the starry night sky, thinking, "For Wanyan's sake, I must
cultivate . I have this life because of Wanyan, and I must protect her..."

Xiang Yang stood quietly, the night wind ruffling his clothes, already activating his Universal Divine Power, silently cultivating his inner technique.
In an instant, a surge of true energy flowed freely through his eight extraordinary meridians, unrestrained and at ease.

Suddenly, Xiang Yang heard a strange sound of wind, immediately ceasing his cultivation and opening his eyes. He saw
a dark figure flash by in an instant, moving with incredible speed, standing motionless before him. Had he opened his eyes
a moment later, he might have thought the person was already standing there. The man smiled slightly and said, "Junior Nephew Xiang,
how have you been ?"

Xiang Yang was startled when he saw the man's face clearly, and his expression changed drastically. He said, "Long Yuqing!
How... how did you find this place?" Long Yuqing said calmly, "I have my own methods.
Come !" He raised his left hand and pressed it against Xiang Yang's shoulder.

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