Ten Scenes of Brocade, Volumes 201-221 (Completed)

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Chapter 201

: The targets of her eavesdropping included two masters, Han Xuqing and Bai Chaoran. Little Murong hid under the eaves
, not daring to make a sound, knowing that if her whereabouts were exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Hearing
the voice of "Mr. Pei," she immediately understood: "It's 'Living Judge' Pei Hanying! And those two guards outside, surnamed Lin
, could they be those twins with superb archery skills? Yes, there's no mistake, their voices when they answered Han Xuqing
were exactly the same."

Knowing that the brothers Lin Xiutang and Lin Xiudi were guarding the outside, Xiao Murong couldn't help but think to himself, "Han Xuqing and Long
Yuqing are enemies, so the Oirat cannot possibly collude with both sides at the same time. In that case, the problem lies
with ... Han Xuqing sent them here to guard, which shows how much he trusts them. Could it be that from the very beginning, they were
spies sent by Han Xuqing to the Oirat?"

Once he figured this out, Xiao Murong had no more doubts. He thought to himself, "Han Xuqing's arrangements are so meticulous!
Long Yuqing is making a big show of it, clearly intending to seize the Ten Scenery Silk, while Han Xuqing is acting discreetly on the surface, but secretly
. With Bai Chaoran and the Lin brothers here, plus that damned Han Xi, he has
everything under his control, from the Incense Banquet to the movements in the Oirat army and the Jingwei Prince's Mansion. He might even have his confidants in the Imperial Mausoleum faction.
No wonder Long Yuqing has made so many mistakes when he encountered him!"

The people in the room did not notice Xiao Murong's arrival and continued their secret discussion. Ge Yuandang's voice
rang out , "The two Murong sisters are traveling with those women from Jin Guo Zhuang. I'm afraid Senior Brother Wu won't be able to protect them. I think
we should use Xiao Chengyue to have him kill the two Murong sisters."

Bai Chaoran said, "That makes sense. Although the elder Murong was injured by Long Yuqing, he's still a formidable
opponent. I almost lost to him in my battle on Red Stone Island. You are no match for him. Xiao Chengyue
considers himself righteous. If we can find a way to frame the two Murong sisters, he will definitely kill these two devilish siblings
, or at least they will both be severely injured. Then you can take advantage of the situation. There's only one thing: the young
ladies must not be killed. In the future, Mr. Han will become a target of gossip, and we can't leave any stain on his reputation."

The younger Murong was startled: "This is bad, if they..." "If they plot against my elder brother with Xiao Chengyue, that would be terrible!
With my elder brother's temper, he'd fight to the death, and Xiao Chengyue is a top-tier expert!"

Then she thought, "That was Ge Yuandang's voice just now. Han Xuqing really did plant a pawn in the Imperial Mausoleum Sect
. Who is that Senior Brother Wu? That's right, Ge Yuandang comes from the Dianling Sect, so he must be Eunuch Wu from the Changling Underground Palace
. He's really lucky. That old eunuch is no match for my elder brother, but Xiao Chengyue is not to be underestimated...
How should I warn my elder brother? Should I rush over now?"

As she thought about it, Little Murong had a sudden inspiration: "There's no need to rush to inform my elder brother. Just make sure they can't
send orders over."

But then she heard Han Xuqing say, "We've obtained the 'Viewing Fish at Flower Harbor' from Jin Guo Manor. We only need three bolts of the Ten Scenery Silk, which
are in the hands of Ren Jianqing and Wen Yuan respectively." The two bolts of silk Wen Yuan possessed were one secretly given to Zi Yuan by Mu Yanding, and the other
a gift from Yu Qian. He didn't care much about the secret of the Ten Scenery Silk; both were easy to obtain.
The real problem was where Ren Jianqing, a wanderer with no fixed abode, had hidden the Ten Scenery Silk.”

As soon as Han Xuqing finished speaking, a strange voice suddenly said, “The Ten Scenery Silk is almost complete, just
one step away. Ren Jianqing is Mr. Han's junior brother; how do we deal with him? Don't we have any strategy?
”

The voice sounded distant and calm, yet it seemed to contain subtle shifts and changes. Upon hearing
this, Xiao Murong's heart suddenly pounded, and she felt slightly dizzy. She was secretly alarmed: “Someone is plotting against me? No
, it shouldn't be. This person… I've never heard this person's voice before, who is it?” Unconsciously,
a light sweat broke out on Xiao Murong's chest; her mind was in turmoil.

Han Xuqing sighed, "My junior brother is a man of steel, unyielding to coercion or temptation. He's
all alone, detached from women, and has no relatives to threaten. Forcing him to reveal the truth
will be difficult."

But then the man added, "Since this gentleman is a hero, we must use some underhanded methods. Since Mr. Han
is of ; I'll do it for him."

These few words caused Xiao Murong's vision to blur, and she swayed, nearly falling off the eaves
. She quickly regained her balance. She felt a stifling heat rising in her chest, desperately wanting to breathe, but fearing
the slightest movement would be noticed inside, she forced herself to endure it. This act of endurance caused an unbearable heat in her chest
, followed by discomfort throughout her body, a soft, tingling sensation as if she were being secretly caressed and
groped.

Xiao Murong was both ashamed and shocked, thinking to herself, "What's going on? This...this feeling...it's not aphrodisiac
incense, that voice, that voice..."

This method of arousing desire with sound is very similar to the "Mad Dream"
erotic music , but the person in the room did not play any musical instruments, just speaking, yet it made Xiao Murong's heart flutter.
Isn't that incredible? Although Xiao Murong found it hard to believe, she was in a state of confusion and had no time to think about it carefully. But the man
hadn't stopped speaking, continuing, "Ren Jianqing prides himself on being righteous, which is precisely his greatest weakness. We can
find a way to capture him and force him to commit some beastly acts..."

There wasn't a single suggestive word in his speech, but to Xiao Murong, every syllable
was like an aphrodisiac. She felt a burning heat throughout her body; her ears, nipples, and genitals felt as if
they were being deliberately rubbed, waves of stimulation washing over her. She unconsciously gasped a few times, but instead of relieving her desire
, it only made her more agitated. As soon as she finished catching her breath, she was immediately alarmed, thinking, "This is bad!"

Xiao Murong was skilled in nighttime travel and had prepared her attire beforehand, naturally wearing a mask.
However, even the mask couldn't completely conceal her breathing. Hearing the slight delay in the man's voice, she clearly realized he had
noticed . Xiao Murong gritted her teeth, reached for her short sword, and flipped out from under the eaves, drifting like an autumn leaf
into the garden.

In the blink of an eye, four hidden arrows pierced through Xiao Murong's afterimage in the night.

The Bai residence faced south, and the arrows came from the southeast and southwest corners, forcing Xiao Murong to
flee north. He gathered his inner strength and leaped over the wall to escape the Bai residence. Two sharp thuds were heard, indicating that arrows had struck the wall.

Xiao Murong thought to himself, "That was close!" He quickly turned into a narrow alley, thinking, "I need to get further away and shake off those..."
"To my brother, I'll go back and tell Wen Yuan."

Just as she turned the second alley, a sound of clothes fluttering came from behind, faster than
a flying bird, and soon approached Xiao Murong. Xiao Murong's heart tightened, thinking, "Someone is chasing me, and their lightness skill
is amazing. Only one person? That's not the Lin brothers..."

Just then, she heard the person behind her call out, "My love, stop!" At the sound of the call, Xiao Murong's legs
went weak, and she almost lost her footing and fell. She panicked, "Oh no, it's that strange man!" That
desire that came from nowhere surged through her body again, and she couldn't run with all her might. Her steps became unsteady, and
she almost crashed into the wall.

The man chased after her with incredible speed, laughing as he spoke, "Haha, such poor self-control, you must be a naive little
girl. Little sister, don't hurt those beautiful legs, just lie down obediently!"

This time, the man deliberately seduced Xiao Murong, the magic in his voice irresistible. Xiao Murong's
heart pounded, and a sudden heat surged between her legs, as if she were being wetted by love fluid. Panicked, she suddenly became dizzy
and unsteady on her feet. Although she didn't lie down, she stumbled forward.

The man's lightness skill was truly remarkable. Before Xiao Murong could fall to the ground, he caught
up grabbed her, and ripped off her mask. He exclaimed, "It's Xiao Murong!"
His tone was filled with joy, as if he had received a precious gift from heaven.

Xiao Murong felt a tightness in her chest and gasped for breath. In her daze, she suddenly felt herself being held. Startled
, she kept her expression unchanged, and her short sword had already silently pierced through. The man neither dodged nor evaded, but simply laughed, "Don't be violent
, stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Murong trembled. That inexplicable pleasure surged again, causing her inner energy
to dissipate . Her fingers loosened, and the short sword barely touched the man's clothes before falling to the ground.

The man raised his right index finger, the tip gently touching Xiao Murong's left earlobe, and whispered, "Such tender
ears, truly exquisite. Xiao Murong, you can't beat me!" His finger slid down her cheek,
past her chin and neck, lightly brushing her cleavage a few times before probing her left nipple, chuckling wickedly.

Xiao Murong was filled with shame and indignation, yet his words only fueled her burning desire, her body becoming increasingly hot. Hearing
this, she could no longer control herself, moaning softly. Trying to remain calm and suppress her shame
, she whispered, "You...uh...who are you?"

She uttered the shortest possible question, afraid that each additional word would only elicit a few more weak, gasping breaths
. As she asked, Xiao Murong simultaneously took in the man's appearance. He wore a brocade robe, was of medium build,
and had an aged face, at least over sixty, yet his face was largely wrinkle-free. Strangely, his beard and hair were multicolored—blue
, red, yellow, and purple—but lacked black and white. This man's unusual appearance, coupled with his voice that didn't match his age,
should have made him a figure of legend in the martial arts world, but Xiao Murong had no recollection of him.

The man, however, seemed quite amiable, smiling as he said, "Who am I? It's alright to tell you. My surname is Kang, and I'm
known in the martial arts world as 'Ancestor Kang,' also nicknamed 'Mad Dream Bird.'" After these words, Xiao Murong couldn't help but feel
another surge of unbearable urges, and at the same time, he touched her chest a few times, letting out soft moans. Upon hearing the name "Ancestor Kang," she
was immediately startled and exclaimed, "Your surname is Kang...it's you!"

Little Murong had once been bewitched by the "Wind and Moon Flute Immortal" Kang Chufeng with his "Mad Dream Song" technique, along with Hua Wei. Although Wen Yuan had rescued them
, she still felt horrified upon recalling it later and had asked her elder brother, Murong Xiu, about Kang Chufeng's background. Murong Xiu replied
, "This Kang family's ancestors for generations have been lecherous thieves. I heard the most powerful figure was his father, or his
great-grandfather, whose name I don't know, but in the martial arts world he's called Ancestor Kang. This old lecher learned
the martial arts of the Eastern Branch of the Cloud Soaring Sect and has a nickname, 'Mad Dream Bird.' From this nickname, he created a set of evil arts called
'Mad Dream Song,' which allows him to seduce women simply by playing the flute—it's incredibly wicked." However, after Kang Chufeng and his sister
debuted, there was no news of this old lecher. He might as well be in his coffin by now…”

Murong Xiu only knew one side of the story, unaware that the “Mad Dream Bird” Kang Laozu was still alive, but had
been invited to carry out a secret plot, and thus had gradually been forgotten by the people of the martial arts world. His self-created “Mad Dream Cry”
did not require the use of flutes or pipa; the strange sounds he uttered alone could bewitch the soul, like a sorcery.

He was a lecherous man, and with this skill, he had raped countless women. Later, as his martial arts skills improved, his technique became more refined
, and he could even arouse people's lust with his casual words, but only with women. This was because he
loved women but had no interest in men.

After the “Mad Dream Cry” was passed on to Kang Chufeng and Kang Qiyue, the brother and sister had limited understanding of it and had to rely on
music to perform it, which was different from what Kang Laozu used. Kang Laozu, relying on his "Mad Dream Cry" technique, had even humiliated
many renowned female warriors whose martial arts surpassed his own. He was extremely proud of this, once saying, "Using drugs to abduct
women is nothing but a despicable method. Conquering beauties with a few words, like I do, is truly a first-rate romantic
!" However, many of his fellow practitioners considered him an enemy. When Cheng Taihao first organized the Incense-Stealing Banquet, Kang Laozu had
already left the Yunxiao Sect for some reason. When Cheng Taihao remembered him, instead of sending an invitation, he ordered Kang Laozu to avoid the event. Because
if Kang Laozu arrived, he wouldn't even need to "steal the incense"; just by speaking, all the women present would likely become his prey
. Therefore, when Kang Laozu disappeared, both the righteous and evil factions rejoiced.

Little Murong, investigating the truth at night, unexpectedly encountered Kang Laozu. Despite her intelligence and martial arts skills, she was unable to use them
, already panting heavily under the influence of "Mad Dream Cry," utterly powerless to resist.

In the dead of night in the capital, the alleyways were deserted. Faced with this eerily powerful old devil, young Murong felt utterly
helpless , filled with shame and anxiety. She thought to herself, "This old thief is so arrogant! He neither hurts me nor uses any
pressure points, he just attacks me like this… Fine, you underestimate me, I have a way to deal with you!"

Chapter 202

However, for a moment, young Murong couldn't think of any way to retaliate. Instead, she felt dizzy and her mind
became increasingly unresponsive. Then she heard Old Ancestor Kang laugh, "Little girl, you're really beautiful, but I wonder
what your figure is like? Come, come, take off your clothes!" Saying this, he released young Murong and stepped back with a smile
. Young Murong sat limply on the ground, panting softly. Her hands reached
to remove , but her fingers trembled uncontrollably, as if she couldn't move them.

As soon as her vest came off, her tight-fitting clothes revealed Xiao Murong's beautiful figure. Even through the fabric,
the tightness of the clothes made her round breasts clearly visible. Old Ancestor Kang stared, his eyes wide, his face...
He grinned lewdly for the first time, nodding repeatedly, and said, "Good, good, what a lovely girl. Even my daughter isn't
as pretty as you." He reached out and fondled her breasts, which, though not full, were undeniably exquisite and adorable
.

Little Murong let out a soft moan, her face already flushed with embarrassment. She wanted to glare fiercely at Old Ancestor Kang, but only
a look of shy shame appeared in her eyes.

Old Ancestor Kang kept praising, "Good, it feels so good to squeeze them!" He touched her again and again before withdrawing his hand,
saying, "Keep undressing, until you're completely naked!"

Little Murong's delicate body trembled slightly, biting her lip, and moans still escaped from time to time. As her fingers touched the tight buttons of her clothes
, she blinked, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears, and she began to sob softly, whimpering, "
No...please don't!"

Old Ancestor Kang's eyes gleamed even brighter. He touched his crotch and slowly chuckled, "Yes, of course I want it!
" Before he finished speaking, Little Murong let out a soft gasp, and the buttons popped open.

Old Ancestor Kang's eyes widened, and he touched his crotch again, grinning, "Take it off, take it off!"

Under the onslaught of the "Dreamlike Roar" technique, Little Murong felt her body gradually heating up, her clothes soaked with
sweat , making her even more uncomfortable. Now, with Old Ancestor Kang ordering her to undress, the exposed skin felt cool, which, while
somewhat comforting, deepened Little Murong's embarrassment. She struggled to remove her night clothes, her face filled
with shyness and timidity. Her delicate body gradually revealed its beauty, contrasting sharply with her black clothes, making her appear even more fair and
alluring .

Old Master Kang's beard trembled, and he grinned broadly, saying, "What a beautiful young lady! Let this old man
take a look!"

He impatiently reached out and quickly pulled up the clothes that Little Murong had half-undressed. Her soft
breasts bounced slightly, and were now fully exposed. Little Murong cried out in surprise,
tears quickly crossed her arms to cover herself, but then she heard Old Master Kang say, "Alright, now take off your pants too!"

Little Murong was completely unable to resist "Mad Dream Cry." Despite being extremely ashamed, she had no choice but to lower her hands to
undo her pants, allowing Old Master Kang to take in the beauty of her chest. She caught a glimpse of the lustful gleam in Old Master Kang's eyes, and
her anxiety grew. She thought, "That old scoundrel is despicable! But...but...how can I deal with him?
Just listening to him speak is unbearable..."

Such a powerful technique, which relies on vocalization, is unlikely to be effective by simply covering her ears. Even if she tore rags from her clothes to stuff them in her
ears, the residual force of "Mad Dream Cry" wouldn't dissipate immediately. Before she could move freely, Old Master Kang
could remove the earplugs—what use would that be?

Seeing her hesitation, Old Master Kang chuckled and urged in a deep voice, "Hurry up!
Aren't you soaking wet down there? Hurry up and strip naked so I can pamper you properly!" His implication was that he intended
to brutally assault Little Murong right there in the alley.

This sentence contained an even deeper power of "Dreamy Roar," causing a buzzing in Xiao Murong's mind.
Her legs went weak, and she involuntarily collapsed to the ground. Dazed, she bent her knees and pulled
down her black silk trousers, revealing several wet streaks, indicating that her private parts were thoroughly lubricated by love fluid.

Kang Laozu exclaimed and leaned forward, spreading her legs apart, eager to see her exquisite beauty.
Xiao Murong blushed and pushed him away forcefully, panting, "You're so annoying... ah, go away!"

Kang Laozu laughed, "Why be shy? Hmm... oh, you're really beautiful. That boy Wen Yuan
is quite good , hehe!"

As he spoke, he used his fingers to tease Xiao Murong's tender labia, then lightly touched her engorged clitoris, playing with it with extreme
fondling.

Her sensitive area was suddenly attacked, and Xiao Murong trembled all over, crying out, "Ah, ah..." Her voice
was already very sweet. Old Ancestor Kang, taking advantage of the situation, dipped his fingers, which had been intimate with women's bodies for decades, in the woman's
love juice inserted his left index and middle fingers into Little Murong's tender orifice, saying, "So good !
So tight, has she really been deflowered?"

This action forced Little Murong's slender waist to arch, her whole body tensing. She covered her face and bit her lip 　　in utter humiliation, moaning softly. Being so helplessly suppressed and humiliated was a first for her . Her expression of shame and fear, combined with her delicate and tender body, made Old Ancestor Kang's eyes bloodshot, his breathing heavy. His right hand kept rubbing his crotch, while his left hand vigorously stirred, saying repeatedly: "Indeed, so wet and tight, truly top-quality goods! I heard that the old Murong has played with many girls, but I never imagined he could train even his own sister like this. 　　He really has some skills..." These words insulted both the brother and sister. Although Little Murong was angry, under the invasion of Kang Laozu's fingers , her body felt as if it were being electrocuted, numb and unbearable. She was powerless to retort and could only manage to moan, "You , you stop talking nonsense..." 　　Since Kang Laozu had subdued Little Murong with "Mad Dream Cry" and was aggressively invading her, his mouth naturally couldn't be idle. He deliberately uttered lewd words, not only teasing Little Murong, but also making "Mad Dream Cry" even more effective. Little Murong's breathing became more and more rapid, and she was completely unable to control her body's reactions. With the insertion and manipulation , her body swayed and twisted, and she sobbed, "Quick... stop..." "...Ah, please...uh...I'm dying! No...ah!" 　　How could a lecherous man like Kang Laozu stop upon hearing such a plea? His fingers only intensified, thrusting wildly into Xiao Murong's depths, giving her an even more lewd and barbaric assault. Xiao Murong's mind went blank, chaotic and unsettled . Her body suddenly jerked violently, and she cried out in a trembling voice, "Wen Yuan...Wen...ah...ah, ah ah !" 　　Kang Laozu suddenly felt her lower body tighten, a soft sound rang out, and a spray of honey-like fluid gushed out, soaking Kang Laozu hands. Kang Laozu, surprised, looked down and was unexpectedly splashed with another burst of fluid, drenching his face. He saw Xiao Murong's slender waist trembling, her love juice gushing out in waves, instantly wetting the ground, glistening in the moonlight. 　　Under the stimulation of "Mad Dream Cry," Xiao Murong's orgasm came with extreme intensity, leaving her exhausted and half- conscious, her breathing extremely weak. 　　Old Master Kang wiped his face, unable to contain his excitement, and exclaimed, "This kid actually squirted out so much lustful fluid! He truly has an exquisite hole! If I had encountered such a gem a decade or so ago… hehe, wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't ?" 　　Just then, the sound of a clapper sounded in the distance, the watchman's drumbeat echoing in the distance; it was already past midnight. Old Master Kang…

Not wanting to be seen by the night watchman and cause trouble, he picked up little Murong and climbed over the wall.

Little Murong tried desperately to stay awake, but his body was weak and powerless, his vision
blurry , and he had no idea where he was. After a while, his vision cleared and his consciousness
became more distinct. He was startled to find himself surrounded by urns, vats, and jars, and a large table laden with knives and spatulas. He was
lying the floor of a kitchen, which, judging from the layout, seemed to be the kitchen of an inn or restaurant. He heard Old Ancestor Kang laugh,
"Awake? Good thing you're awake!"

Little Murong's mind jolted, and he felt like crying, knowing that hearing his voice would immediately unleash
the full effects Upon seeing Old Ancestor Kang, she was horrified. He had already taken off his pants
, and beneath his clothes, a massive, six-inch-long penis protruded from his crotch, its veins faintly visible,
its tip bright red, exuding a menacing aura. Even a strong man rarely possessed such a thick and long penis; it was truly astonishing.

Little Murong blushed with shame, her heart filled with shock: "Wow...how can it be so big...He's so old
, how could he...like this..."

Seeing her terrified expression, Old Ancestor Kang couldn't help but smirk, laughing, "Little girl, are you frightened?
Try my power!" As he spoke, he activated Kuang Mengming, his body already lunging towards Little Murong. Little Murong
was controlled by Kuang Mengming and had no way to escape. She raised her hands to push Old Ancestor Kang away, but she was powerless, and he
caught her squarely.

While chuckling, Old Ancestor Kang explored Little Murong's naked body, kneading her breasts and
touching her buttocks, while his large penis kept trying to penetrate her private parts. Little Murong cried out in alarm, "Don't
come any closer ! Ah, ah, no... uh!" Her voice eventually turned into moans.

It turned out that Old Ancestor Kang was trying to penetrate Little Murong, but because his penis was so large, it could only repeatedly knock at the entrance of
her vagina
naturally unwilling to give up, forced his glans into the small opening. This immense pressure was unprecedented for
Little Murong , and she couldn't help but moan in pain, resisting with tears in her eyes.

Old Ancestor Kang pressed her to the ground and sneered, "Good girl, good girl, relax a little, it'll be in soon!
" He increased the force of his waist, and although his penis was still not easy to penetrate, it rubbed her pearl-like clitoris even more fiercely
, making Murong's mind go blank as if struck by lightning. She was dazed and confused, and tremblingly moaned, "Ah...
ah ah ah..." After a few cries, she suddenly turned her head away and fell silent.

Seeing that Xiao Murong's eyes were glazed over, as if she had lost her senses, Old Ancestor Kang chuckled, "Lost again? This
child really knows how to enjoy herself, truly a boudoir beauty." Seeing that Xiao Murong was unconscious, Old Ancestor Kang stood
up , parted her legs, and aimed his penis at her private parts again, laughing, "I'll wake you
up, let's see how many times you lose your way before my treasure is satisfied? My treasure..."

Xiao Murong suddenly opened her eyes and laughed, "It's fake, isn't it?" Old Ancestor Kang laughed, "
That's right ..." Suddenly startled, he cried out, "Ah, you..." Xiao Murong twisted her waist with lightning speed, her right palm
striking Old Ancestor squarely in the lower back.

Seeing that Xiao Murong had been humiliated to the point of near death, Old Ancestor Kang was completely unprepared. This successful strike
immediately caused Old Ancestor Kang's internal organs to churn, and he collapsed with a scream. Little Murong quickly flicked her left fingers, sealing the "Zigong" and "Guanyuan" acupoints on Kang
Laozu's Ren meridian, thus immobilizing him.

Kang Laozu, caught off guard and caught off guard, stared in disbelief at Little Murong's
smiling masking deep anger in her eyes. He cried out in pain, "You...you...you weren't hit by
my 'Mad Dream'?"

Little Murong swept her hair back, casually combing it a few times, and laughed, "If I hadn't fallen for your tricks, would I have been
bullied like this?" Kang Laozu stammered, "Then...then, you..." Little Murong raised a delicate eyebrow and
said, "But you went a bit too far. Even if you push me to my limit, there's a
limit isn't there?" Kang Laozu's face turned pale, as if he had realized something, and he was speechless.

He never imagined that Xiao Murong's humiliation and shame were a prelude to his climax, a moment when he
was unconscious and no longer heard the "mad dream echoing," giving her a chance to regain consciousness and retaliate.
When she first lost consciousness, the lingering effects of the "mad dream echoing" still made it difficult for her to escape Kang Laozu's grasp. This time, after her
second climax, her desires were largely relieved, and her mind was much clearer. She struck immediately upon waking. Kang Laozu,
confident in

Xiao Murong reached out and grabbed Kang Laozu's enormous penis, pulling hard. Kang Laozu
screamed , his voice extremely shrill, as a membrane suddenly tore open in his abdomen. With a ripping sound, the "penis," along with a
large piece of "skin," was ripped off by Xiao Murong, but there was no blood—clearly an artificial creation. All that could be seen
was a large patch of loose, aged skin
on Old Master Kang's abdomen. The true nature of his "treasure" between his legs was revealed to be a tiny thing less than two inches long, already shrunken and wrinkled in fear. It turned out that his excessive indulgence in lust in his youth had caused an accident, rendering his manhood
unusable.

Little Murong then grabbed Old Master Kang's colorful hair, pulling hard until a large layer of scalp
was ripped off, revealing a bald head with a forehead full of wrinkles. Little Murong said, "Your hair is fake too;
I'm afraid your whole body is covered in extra layers of skin." As she spoke, she couldn't help but think of "Yan Tie," and
a feeling of disgust welled up within her. She took a large handful of chili peppers from a bamboo basket and stuffed them into Old Master Kang's mouth, then, no longer looking at him, quietly
slipped out of the kitchen and saw that it was indeed an inn.

She first found a guest room, grabbed a piece of clothing, quickly dressed, then returned to the kitchen, picked up
the fake penis, and said, "You humiliated me so badly, even though this thing isn't real, I still
find it disgusting! Tell me, should I kill you?" Old Ancestor Kang, unable to speak or utter a "mad dream
cry," quickly shook his head.

Little Murong smiled and said, "Alright, I won't kill you." Looking around, she brought over a vat of lard and poured it over
Old Ancestor penis. Old Ancestor Kang, still unsure of her intentions, was then lifted by the back of her collar and
dragged out, crashing and shoving, until they reached another dead-end alley.

Little Murong threw him down, laughing, "You'd better watch yourself!" She clapped her hands and left.

Seeing her truly leave, Old Ancestor Kang was both pleased and suspicious: "I've heard this girl is a little devil, why
did she let me go so easily?" Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Little Murong's figure flash in the distance, grabbing something beside him...
What was that? It came running back again. Old Master Kang looked and saw it was a stray dog. Little Murong put the dog on the ground
, patted its head, and laughed, "Good boy!" With a light step, it went far away again.

The stray dog roamed the streets and alleys, was extremely hungry, and had a fierce temper, but Little Murong was quick
and easily caught it. Now that it was free, it smelled the aroma of lard and immediately opened its mouth wide,
sniffing towards the source of the smell. Old Master Kang was greatly surprised and wanted to call for help, but his old teeth couldn't withstand
the chili peppers .

The stray dog smelled something, poured lard over itself, sniffed it a few more times, and without thinking, ignoring Old Master Kang's pale
face and trembling wrinkles, it crunched it down. Although the portion was small, it was enough to fill
its stomach.

Chapter 203

Little Murong abandoned Old Master Kang and the dog's bite, then took a detour through the alleys back to the Bai residence to tell Wen Yuan
the news . Knowing she had inadvertently alerted the enemy, and that Han Xuqing's henchmen must have already secured the area around the Bai residence
, she cautiously surveyed her surroundings repeatedly, avoiding any potential ambushes, and quietly returned to
the side room where Wen Yuan resided. A melodious zither tune drifted out.

Little Murong lightly tapped the window paper with her fingers, softly calling, "Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan!" The zither music continued, and suddenly
the window opened. Little Murong leaped into the room, only to find that it was Hua Xuan who had opened it. Wen Yuan was still playing the zither, with Zi Yuan sitting quietly
to the side. Hua Xuan closed the window and said, "Sister Murong, why are you back?" Little Murong whispered,
"Keep your voice down! We can't let anyone find out."

Wen Yuan stopped playing the zither, his expression silent. Little Murong sighed, "I think you already
know what I'm going to say." Her voice was barely audible as she said, "I didn't go with my elder brother and the others; I turned back halfway
. I overheard your Uncle Han talking to his accomplices, and they were indeed collecting the Ten Scenery Silk."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan's expression grew even more grave, and he shook his head. Little Murong then recounted the key points of what she had overheard,
including Han Xuqing's plot to seize the Ten Scenery Silk, Pei Hanying's manipulation to cause Xiang Yang to lose his memory, and the scheme to use the abduction of Ling Yunxia to deal with the Women's
Manor, among other things.

Hua Xuan listened with disbelief, exclaiming, "Uncle Han... how could he do this?"
Zi Yuan remained silent, looking at Wen Yuan, who had his lips tightly pressed together, his expression a mixture of depression and hatred. Knowing that he
was heartbroken by his uncle's wicked intentions and that trouble had arisen among his fellow disciples, she immediately whispered to comfort him, "We
shouldn't public, just tell Mr. Ren and let him decide."

Wen Yuan said, "Of course I must tell Uncle Ren, I can't let him be framed." He sighed and
added, "Knowing that Uncle Han has such intentions, I don't want to stay here any longer, I just want to leave immediately. But
Miss Ling of Jin Guo Zhuang is still not safe, and my senior brother's memory hasn't returned, so I absolutely cannot leave."

Xiao Murong said, "Even if you can leave, do you really want to leave? Would Han Xuqing allow us to leave safely?"

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Leave the Ten Scenery Satin, and you can leave."

Upon hearing this, all three women were astonished. Hua Xuan called out, "Wen..." Little Murong patted her back, and
Hua Xuan shrugged in surprise, lowering her voice to say, "Senior Brother Wen, are you going to give the Ten Scenery Silk to Uncle Han?" Wen Yuan said
, "That's right."

Hua Xuan looked anxious and said, "No, you know he..." Little Murong suddenly said, "That's right
, this method is feasible." Hua Xuan was stunned and said, "Sister Murong, you...you also want to do this?"

Little Murong smiled and said, "I just thought about it, and this is not a bad expedient."

Wen Yuan said, "Uncle Ren, Senior Brother, and I are all injured and our strength has not recovered. No one can be
an enemy of Uncle Han. If he wants to seize the Ten Scenery Silk, now is the best opportunity. Xiao Yin also said that they are preparing to
make a move against Uncle Ren.

I think Uncle Han's actions are completely different from Long Yuqing's. He seems to have some concerns and does not want to give others a handle to
ruin his reputation. Therefore, he is particularly cautious about us fellow disciples." " We refuse to break off relations. If we hand
over the Ten Scenery Silk, he will have no reason to deal with us. At least until he unravels the secret of the Ten Scenery Silk,
he won't focus all his attention on us. This way, we can rest and recuperate in peace."

Little Murong said, "That's right. We can expose Han Xuqing anytime, but if we're not
fully prepared, we and the entire Bai family might be silenced. Rather than that, it's better to hand over
the Ten Scenery Silk, buy time to heal, and then we'll have the resources to fight Han Xuqing."

Hua Xuan looked worried and said, "But what will happen if Uncle Han collects all the Ten Scenery Silk?"

Wen Yuan said, "That's hard to predict." His expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm betting that once
Uncle Han gets the Ten Scenery Silk, he'll have no more scruples, and that mask will definitely be torn off one day. We'll just have to wait for that
moment to arrive..."

Suddenly, he plucked a string, the sound like clashing swords.

The next day, Wen Yuan took the two bolts of brocade, "Autumn Moon over the Calm Lake" and "Willows Swaying in the
Wind
," to see Han Xuqing and Ren Jianqing. He explained that the remnants of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect were treacherous, and that since he was blind, he was probably powerless to protect the treasures. Therefore, he entrusted them to his senior uncle for safekeeping. Meanwhile, Xiao Murong slipped out of the Bai residence that night to chase after the group from the Women's Village,
leaving no trace.

At that time, only Han, Ren, and Wen were in the hall. Seeing Wen Yuan's expression, Han Xuqing pondered for a moment and said, "
Yuan'er, although there are rumors in the martial world that the Ten Scenery Brocade hides a great secret, no one can say for sure what that
secret practically just hearsay. Keep this brocade; whether it's stolen by thieves or not,
don't worry too much. Why hand it over to your senior uncle?"

Wen Yuan replied, "What Senior Uncle Han says is indeed reasonable, but Long Yuqing had long coveted the Ten Scenery Brocade before his death, and may
know its secrets. I suspect that the remnants of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect who attacked Jin Guo Manor were led by Long Tengming
. If Long Yuqing knew the secret of the Ten Scenery Brocade, he would be most likely to..." It's possible he knows. In that case, the Ten Scenery Silks must not be
allowed to be taken away. My skills are meager, and I am disabled, so I dare not take on such a heavy responsibility. I can only humbly ask
Uncle and Uncle Ren for help.

Ren Jianqing laughed and said, "I don't care. We all have Ten Scenery Silks,
and there haven't been any problems in the past ten years. What's wrong with each of us having one more? Brother Han, I think it's better
if we take them. It's better if the enemy comes after us than after these juniors."

Han Xuqing thought for a long time before saying, "Alright! Yuan'er, your two Ten Scenery Silks
will be kept safe for you by your Uncle and Uncle. Even so, you still must not be careless. Even if you don't have the Ten Scenery Silks
, you should still have the remaining members of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect launch a sneak attack and retaliate." Wen Yuan said, "Yes, thank you for your concern, Uncle Han." At that moment, Han Xuqing took "Autumn Moon over the Calm Lake," Ren Jianqing took "Willow Waves and Orioles Singing

," and Wen Yuan's hands were empty.
Returning to his room in the open space, he thought to himself, "In this way, all ten bolts of the Ten Scenery Brocade are now in the hands of Han Xuqing and Uncle Ren. Uncle Ren is in the most dangerous situation
right now . He said he has a way to deliberately reveal a flaw so that Han Xuqing can
steal his Ten Scenery Brocade. I wonder how likely he is? I can only hope he succeeds."

Last night, after Xiao Murong left, Wen Yuan had explained his intentions to Ren Jianqing. With Ren Jianqing's approval, the two
had prepared a set of words to perform in front of Han Xuqing today. Wen Yuan would
hand two bolts of brocade to Han and Ren respectively, because handing them all to Han Xuqing at once might arouse his suspicion. Therefore,
Ren Jianqing .

In Wen Yuan's heart, although Han Xuqing was his senior uncle, they had only met recently, and aside from the respect due to an elder,
there was little affection between them. When he learned that Han Xuqing had been plotting for the Ten Scenery Brocade for a long time, his contempt outweighed any difficulty in
maintaining fraternal relations. Although Han Xuqing's schemes were far-reaching, it was difficult to find any real crimes against him. He mostly
benefited through cunning means, maintaining a flawless reputation and achieving his goals step by step with an air of nobility, leaving no room for criticism.
Those in the know only despise him, but were powerless to do anything about it.

The Ten Scenery Silks originally had no owner, and whoever wanted them was not morally at fault. If someone like Long Yuqing had seized them by force,
someone would naturally have stood up to fight against him. However, Han Xuqing's actions were secretive. Although Xiao Murong had heard that he had obtained seven bolts of Ten Scenery Silks
, he did not know how he had done it, making it difficult to convict him. This was the real difficulty in dealing
with Han Xuqing—lacking a legitimate reason would put him in a bad position. With Han Xuqing's methods, he would surely accuse the other party of having ulterior motives and
fabricating charges to seize the Ten Scenery Silks.

It was best not to openly oppose Han Xuqing, otherwise, if one could not overwhelm him with reason, one should not
act rashly . In the Bai residence, Wen Yuan was quietly waiting for the right opportunity. With nothing else to do, he took out his
seven-stringed zither , gently plucked the strings, and began to play a tune.

During this time, Ziyuan was the one who was most often by his side; she understood Wen Yuan's words, actions, and emotions
best. As Wen Yuan played, Ziyuan listened attentively and suddenly whispered, "You played it wrong here."

Wen Yuan stopped playing in surprise, asking, "Wrong?"

Ziyuan nodded, saying, "The 'Autumn Wild Geese' piece has a vast and profound meaning, a spirit soaring through the heavens and flying among the clouds.
Why did you play it so melancholy?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Playing the zither in front of you requires absolute caution." Ziyuan
said softly, "This has nothing to do with skill, only with one's state of mind. Are you in a bad mood? Tell me."

Wen Yuan fell silent, his face showing difficulty. Seeing that he didn't answer, Zi Yuan suddenly said, "It's alright. The weather is very nice today
, I'd like to go for a walk, would you accompany me?" Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Sure." He put his zither into his bag and
slung it over his shoulder.

The two left the Bai residence and walked slowly along the streets of the capital. Wen Yuan heard the bustling noise and said,
"The war is over, and with Lord Yu assisting the country, it seems that it won't be long before the capital returns to its former glory."

Zi Yuan smiled and said, "Yes."

They walked out of the city and into the countryside, and before they knew it, the hustle and bustle had faded away. Wen Yuan felt a cool breeze carrying the fragrance
of fragrant grass, refreshing his mind and spirit, though a little chilly. He immediately asked, "Zi Yuan, are you cold?"

Zi Yuan replied, "No." Wen Yuan nodded, listening to the surroundings. Apart from their conversation, he heard no
other voices. He said, "It's so quiet here. Hmm, I hear water ahead. Is there a river?" Zi Yuan said, "It's
a stream."

After a slight pause, she whispered, "We've been here before."

Wen Yuan was taken aback. "We've been here before?" He couldn't see the surrounding scenery, but he immediately recalled
the direction they had taken from leaving the city. Suddenly, he said, "Ah, could it be that day when I brought you out of the Iron Cloud Escort Agency..."

Zi Yuan softly replied, "Yes, that's where it was." Her tone was quite shy.

Wen Yuan couldn't help but recall that day when the two of them were moved by the stream, their love almost consummating but not quite. It wasn't until before the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet
, when they were trapped in the Unorthodox Treasure Chest, that they finally united. In an instant, Zi Yuan's
captivating beauty flashed before his eyes, accompanied by the melodious sounds of spring, flooding Wen Yuan's mind and suddenly making him feel hot all over
. He quickly composed himself, but unconsciously took Zi Yuan's hand and led her to the stream.

Zi Yuan spoke gently, "That day you played the zither here, what piece did you play
? Hmm... yes, it was 'Riding the Wind.' You played that piece so well, you almost
fell into the stream after you finished playing." Her tone was somewhat amused, but then suddenly became serious, saying, "But... after you
lost your sight , all the meaning of the music disappeared. Although you still played very well, the
artistic conception was lost. Could it be..."

Wen Yuan's mind was in turmoil, and he lowered his head in silence. Zi Yuan continued, "...Because you played 'Guangling San'?" 　　The two sat down by the stream. Wen Yuan placed his zither before him and said, "Guangling San, truly the most wondrous sound in the world
, worthy of being called a timeless masterpiece. When I first played this piece, I thought even the sound of the zither had transformed into a spirit to meet me. This piece is too fierce, far exceeding my imagination. Although the skill gained from practicing this piece is extremely powerful, there is a risk of losing control if one is not careful." 　　As Wen Yuan spoke, he tuned the strings and casually played a section of "Guangling San." By now, he had already mastered the entire piece and was no longer as lost in reverie as when he first tried to play it. However, although the melody was elegant, the tone of the seven strings presented a majestic and awe-inspiring quality. 　　Wen Yuan deeply admired this kind of scholarly spirit, like iron-willed pride, fearless and unperturbed. It was precisely because of this that the melody could flow from his fingertips. However, this style seemed somewhat incompatible with him and difficult to embody in himself. Wen Yuan couldn't help but recall his final move against Long Yuqing. Could his defeat have stemmed from this very moment ? After mastering "Guangling San," a series of unexpected events overwhelmed Wen Yuan, leaving him breathless and helpless. 　　The stronger his will, the harder it was for him to withstand the relentless torment. As Wen Yuan strummed the strings, a sudden surge of energy welled up in his throat, and he abruptly opened his mouth to let out a long roar, like a dragon soaring into the sky, attempting to ascend to the clouds. The sound of the seven-stringed zither, both civil and military, shook the heavens and the earth, echoing through the mountains and rivers. Zi Yuan trembled, suddenly feeling uneasy, her eyes welling up with tears. She quickly embraced Wen Yuan from behind, throwing herself at him. 　　Wen Yuan let out another roar, fiercely plucking the strings. The sound reverberated far and wide, as if trying to release all the unhappiness of the past few days. The strength in his hands flowed continuously into the zither, and the recoil was equally astonishing, forcing him to grit his teeth to withstand it. 　　Just as he was losing control, Zi Yuan's warm body pressed against him, like a spring breeze, soothing his restless mind. 　　Since Wen Yuan lost his sight and began practicing the "Universal Divine Power" technique, not only had his hearing become extraordinary, but his other abilities had also improved.

His senses were no longer those of an ordinary person. At this moment, he was pressed tightly against Zi Yuan's delicate body. Startled, he was immediately overcome with a surge of emotion .
Although he couldn't see, the form of Zi Yuan's flawless body seemed exceptionally clear, and her intoxicating fragrance enveloped
him, causing Wen Yuan's frenzied passion for the music to shift entirely to Zi Yuan. He released Zi Yuan's hands,
turned around and embraced her in return, his excitement like that of a long-awaited reunion, calling out, "Zi Yuan... Zi Yuan!"

Zi Yuan, held in Wen Yuan's arms, felt his unusually hot body and was quite surprised, but then she sensed
the change in Wen Yuan's emotions, and her heart began to flutter. The two tumbled to the ground in their embrace, suddenly feeling a cool dampness
; they had rolled onto the rocky beach by the stream.

The stream water, though cool, could not extinguish their burning desire. As Wen Yuan explored Zi Yuan's body,
he panted, "Is anyone...coming?"

Zi Yuan gasped, "No...no..."

Wen Yuan said, "If anyone comes, you must say so...I...I can only hear you right now..."
He then suddenly kissed Zi Yuan's lips, a passionate and lingering kiss. Zi Yuan

's face flushed crimson, her body swaying slightly from the overwhelming desire. Her clothes were already soaked through in the stream
, her limbs, barely visible beneath her garments, clung tightly to Wen Yuan. Although Wen Yuan was blind, his
senses were heightened. The true essence hidden beneath her exquisite form, previously imperceptible, suddenly
surged forth vividly. Every movement Zi Yuan made in response to him sincerely expressed her emotions,
allowing Wen Yuan to glimpse her excitement, shame, panic, and anticipation.

Wen Yuan's blood surged, feeling an unprecedented and intense stimulation. When he removed Zi Yuan's dress and directly
touched her skin, Wen Yuan was even more startled. He quickly cupped Zi Yuan's breasts in
his hands, almost fearfully and gently caressing them with his palms. Her breasts were soft and firm, needless to say. Zi Yuan
trembled causing her breasts to quiver, and the exquisite bounce of her breasts captivated Wen Yuan. Unconsciously, his lower
body was already brimming with energy, throbbing and burning.

Zi Yuan's body went limp from his touch, and she moaned incessantly, unable to help but say, "Yuan, no more... mmm
..."

She could only utter a few words intermittently before she could no longer speak, only continuing to moan softly.

Hearing this, Wen Yuan became even more excited. This was the first time he had been intimate with a woman since losing his sight, yet he hadn't expected
his senses to have changed so drastically. His perception of the human body was now much more subtle and profound, no longer limited to what he saw
outwardly. And Zi Yuan not only possessed beauty, but her body was also of unparalleled beauty; the more subtle the sensations he felt, the more
pleasurable it became.

He wanted to savor every detail of Zi Yuan's body, but just enjoying her breasts was enough to make his long-
dormant manhood nearly give way, the tip constantly trembling, on the verge of ejaculation. Wen Yuan wrapped
his arms around Zi Yuan's slender waist, panting, "Zi Yuan, I... I really can't take it anymore..." He sat down on the shore, straddling Zi Yuan's
waist, his manhood reaching her vulva, intending to penetrate deeply. Zi Yuan covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, shaking her head and panting, "
Why so fast... Ah, Ah Bing, no... I haven't... I haven't..."

Wen Yuan touched Zi Yuan's private parts, the soft, fine hair beneath was wet and tender, love juice already overflowing, but it seemed a little
too early to intercourse. At this moment, Wen Yuan's lower body trembled violently, his heart burning with impatience, he had no time for proper foreplay, and immediately said, "Zi Yuan,
I'm sorry!"

He lightly pinched Zi Yuan's clitoris with his fingers, suddenly channeling his internal martial arts, a warm true energy rushing to his fingertips, then
teasing the pink little pearl.

Zi Yuan suddenly cried out in surprise, "Ah—!"

The sound jolted her back, nearly causing her to faint from the shock. Had Wen Yuan
not been holding her, she would have fallen into the water.

But she was immediately jolted awake by the ensuing pleasure, or perhaps she was half-conscious, half-dreaming, her mind reeling from the sensation
of Wen Yuan 's subtle internal energy. Zi Yuan knew nothing of martial arts, yet Wen Yuan
had secretly applied his internal energy while caressing her clitoris. Though the force was extremely light, it was applied to this incredibly sensitive area, instantly causing her to
lose control , her body trembling violently.

In an instant, she was drenched in sweat, her vaginal fluids overflowing. Her private parts were now incredibly wet, perfectly ready for Wen Yuan's entry. Zi Yuan, tears streaming down her face,
gasped and overwhelmed with shame, moaning almost whimpering, "Ah, ah… Yuan… uh, uh…"

Amidst her moans, Wen Yuan quietly released his fingers, taking advantage of the situation to penetrate
her .

Zi Yuan let out a few soft moans and slumped into Wen Yuan's arms, mumbling, "So big...
ahh , Yuan... be gentle, uh... umm..."

Wen Yuan thrust his hips, and in a short while, his heart pounded wildly with excitement. He felt Zi Yuan's honeyed orifice
contracting tightly, the gentle force urging him to release. The stimulation of the friction was far greater than before, as if Zi Yuan's entire body
was soft and weak , all her strength concentrated on those tender, moist skins, and this power truly made him feel like he was floating on air.
Suddenly, Zi Yuan weakly swayed her hips, panting softly, "Yuan... do you like it...?"

These subtle movements felt to Wen Yuan now as if Zi Yuan were holding his
jade shaking it in circles, teasing and rubbing it, instantly making his blood boil. Moreover, with each movement of Zi Yuan's
body , her full, fragrant buttocks began to sway the muscles within her vagina, creating a myriad of variations. Coupled with her full breasts
heaving against his chest, this eroticism was truly extraordinary.

With this sway of her hips, Zi Yuan's body instantly gained endless allure; even someone as accomplished in martial arts as Wen Yuan found it difficult
to resist.

Wen Yuan endured for a moment, but soon, his muscles tensed, his lower body relaxed, and he pressed tightly against Zi Yuan's lower back,
unable to restrain himself any longer, thrusting his hips and releasing his pent-up semen.

This release unleashed all the pent-up energy, and Zi Yuan groaned in a daze, her legs trembling from the surge, her breath coming
in rapid, low gasps. As Wen Yuan withdrew, Zi Yuan let out a soft moan, her head drooping limply in his arms, a stream of white
fluid flowing out, mixed with glistening nectar, thick enough to drip several inches.

Zi Yuan panted for a while, her face still flushed, seemingly unable to speak. Wen Yuan, also panting heavily, asked, "
Zi Yuan ... do you want more?" Zi Yuan, blushing deeply, whispered, "Wh...what?" Suddenly
glancing down, she saw Wen Yuan's lower body gradually regaining its strength, seemingly still unsatisfied. She quickly looked away, her hand on her chest,
and said shyly, "I...I want more. Yuan, you can...it's alright..."

As she spoke, her slender hands touched his manhood, suppressing her shyness and carefully caressing it
. This only made things worse; Zi Yuan's skillful hands, so adept at playing the strings, were unparalleled. With her touch...
Wen Yuan was so aroused that he trembled violently. Before he could fully recover, he couldn't help but want to ejaculate.

Chapter 204

Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan were entangled for a long time before returning to the Bai residence. After this period of recuperation, Wen Yuan
seemed to be in a much better mood for the next few days. Coupled with practicing the "Seven Strings of the Literary and Martial Arts Qin" to recuperate, his internal injuries healed very quickly.

He vaguely sensed that although the sound of "Guangling San" was incomparably strong and powerful, and it
did indeed exert great power when he fought against Long Yuqing, it always seemed to have some shortcomings, but he couldn't quite grasp them. At this time, Wen Yuan was determined to deal
with Han Xuqing. Knowing that his martial arts were inferior, he often pondered the mysteries of the "Human Character Technique" of "Universal Divine Power"
in order to be able to contend with Han Xuqing. At the same time, he was also waiting for the return of the two Murong brothers to provide assistance.

One day, Ren Jianqing quietly came to Wen Yuan's room and said, "It's done. The two bolts of 'Ten
Scenery are now in Han Xuqing's hands." Wen Yuan asked, "Didn't you give yourself away? Uncle Ren,
how did you do it?"

Ren Jianqing smiled and said, "It's extremely simple! I gave you the bolt of 'Willow Waves and Orioles Singing' brocade, and took it to where I
kept the original bolt of brocade. On the way, I deliberately let Senior Brother Han's spies follow me. I hid the two bolts of brocade together, and when I checked again the next day, I found that they had been replaced with two ordinary bolts of brocade. However , they didn't notice anything amiss
on the second trip ." Wen Yuan pondered,
"

In that case, Uncle Han should have collected all ten scenic ribbons, and we can temporarily
escape danger. Uncle Ren, have you figured out the identity of the person chasing you?" Ren Jianqing replied,
"I can't tell. There are at least two people chasing me. One is closer, and I think his movements are very similar to those of
a member of the Dianling Sect, but he is not as skilled as Bai Chaoran or Ge Yuandang, so he is not a threat. The other is following me
from a distance lightness skill is very high, but he is too far away to see through his tricks at all." Wen Yuan said,
"Well, whoever it is, their skill cannot be higher than that of Uncle Han."

Ren Jianqing's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he asked, "Brother Wen, how are your injuries now? Are they fully healed?"
Wen Yuan said, "Yes, although I haven't completely suppressed my strength, it's not a big problem." Ren Jianqing said, "I was hit by Senior
Brother two moves, but luckily my foundation is not bad, so I won't die. However, my tendons and bones were injured, which really affected
my strength. If I were to fight Senior Brother Han, it would be even more difficult. Unfortunately, Xiang Yang forgot about the 'Heavenly Thunder Without Reckoning' technique,
which is really bad. To be honest, none of us are a match for Senior Brother Han right now. If we really have to fight,
don't hold back. We should join forces to destroy him as soon as we make our move."

Although Wen Yuan was already prepared and knew that one day he might have to face this second senior uncle head-on,
he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard what Ren Jianqing said. He couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the tragedy of his fellow disciples killing each other. Ren Jianqing remained silent for a long time, then gritted
his teeth and muttered, "Damn it, if Senior Brother Hua hadn't passed away so early, this kind of bastard thing wouldn't have happened!"

Just then, Wen Yuan heard a soft ringing in his ears, and heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor. His heart tightened, and
he turned to face Ren Jianqing, nodding slightly. Ren Jianqing immediately understood, nodded slightly, and said nothing more,
feeling slightly surprised: "Good lad, your hearing has become so sharp? -- Ha, I only just heard it now.
"

The footsteps reached the door, followed by a knock, and then the person called out, "Young Master Wen
, are you there?" The voice sounded very anxious, but it was Qin Panying's voice. Wen Yuan said, "I'm here,
please come in ." He felt a growing unease: "Why is Miss Qin in such a hurry?"

Just then, Qin Panying opened the door and entered, saying, "Young Master Wen! Ah, Senior Ren is here too, that's good
..."

She took a breath and added, "Senior Sister...she..."

Wen Yuan abruptly stood up and asked, "What happened to Miss Huyan?" He refrained from mentioning
"Miss Han" because Ren Jianqing was present. Qin Panying looked anxious and said, "Senior Sister...she went to find Han Xuqing. She said she wanted to
find out the truth..." Wen Yuan asked, "Find out? Find out what?" Ren Jianqing patted Wen Yuan's shoulder and said, "No
need to ask, of course she's recognizing her father!"

Wen Yuan was startled and turned his head slightly, saying, "Uncle Ren, do you know about Miss Huyan?"
Ren Jianqing said, "That day I came to the capital and met her on the road. She asked me about 'Han Jinren,'
and after talking, I understood everything." He paused, then said, "I also know her surname isn't Huyan, it's Han
, and I know who Han Jinren is. We four brothers, after becoming disciples, changed our names according to the 'Qing' generation
. Senior Brother Han is Han Xuqing, and his original name is Han Jinren!"

Wen Yuan was even more shocked upon hearing this. He suddenly recalled Han Feng telling him about her father being a "
sword master," and he had once thought of Han Xuqing, but it turned out to be him. However, he now
knew Han Xuqing was cunning and ambitious. Although he was surprised by this, he had no doubts.
A surge of anger welled up within him, and he said, "Uncle Han…Han Xuqing, is he the one who heartlessly killed my daughter? Uncle Ren!
You should have told me sooner…"

Ren Jianqing said in a low voice, "We couldn't have said it before! If word got out, Senior Brother Han would have silenced us
. We're all injured and weak; are we in such a hurry to die?" Qin Panying said, "Then…
what do we do now? I want to persuade…" "Senior sister, she's running straight to the backyard..."

Wen Yuan said, "The backyard...the backyard? Ah, could it be that she's not going to find Han Xuqing, but to find Han
Xi first?"

Ren Jianqing clapped his fist and said, "If she doesn't see Senior Brother Han, and things don't escalate, we can still
stop her. If necessary, kill that brat Han Xi first. Let's go!"

Han Fengzi was struck by Long Yuqing's palm in the palace and was seriously injured. Fortunately, she used her Golden Wing
Blade Cloak to protect herself when she was hit, so her injuries were much lighter than Mu Yanding's and Qin Panying's. After several days of treatment, she had recovered more than halfway.

After her night with Wen Yuan, she left the capital to find her father. In this vast world, she didn't know where to go
. Just as she was feeling lost and helpless, she happened to meet Ren Jianqing on the road. Knowing he was a senior disciple of Wen Yuan and
a renowned master in the martial arts world, she casually inquired about "Han Jinren." Unexpectedly, this was Han Xuqing
's real name. Upon hearing this, Han Feng froze, overwhelmed with surprise, resentment, sorrow, and fear
.

She learned of the Oirat invasion and returned to the capital with Ren Jianqing, leading her fellow disciples of the Yunxiao Sect in a counterattack against the Huangling Sect
. Seeing Han Xuqing arrive at the Fengtian Hall, she was filled with rage. If not for her severe injuries preventing her from moving, she would
have immediately confronted him—why did you kill me? Why did you kill your own daughter?

Back at the Bai residence, watching Han Xuqing's exchange with Han Xi, Han Feng tried her best to remain calm, realizing that she still had...
One of her brothers was Han Xi. Her memories before the age of four were entirely focused on remembering her father's crimes
, leaving her memories of this brother, two years her senior, quite vague, yet he was still her brother.

Now that Han Feng was fully recovered and could wield the various techniques of the Golden Winged Blade, she immediately decided: "
I must go see this brother and ask him what kind of person my father really was. Does this brother even know
he has a sister like me?"

Remembering how Han Xi had injured Wen Yuan's eyes, Han Feng felt a surge of inexplicable
hatred towards this complete stranger. Ignoring Qin Panying's advice, she went to the room where Han Xi was imprisoned. The two guards, both
disciples of Bai Song and thus members of the Yunxiao Sect, bowed to Han Feng upon her arrival. Han Feng said, "You
may all leave now. I have urgent business." One of them replied, "It's fine for Sect Leader Huyan to go in, but we can't
leave. Master will blame us."

Han Feng frowned and said, "I'll handle things with Uncle Bai. What are you worried about? Get out!"
The two dared not disobey and had no choice but to leave.

Han Feng entered the room and saw that it was filled with a chilling atmosphere. Han Xi sat on the ground with his head down, his hands and feet bound by iron chains
. The chains were connected to the pillar behind him, making it impossible for him to break free. He sensed someone entering and slowly raised his head. His eyes
gleamed . Although his clothes were tattered and he looked disheveled, his expression was full of energy and showed no signs of exhaustion. Upon seeing
that the visitor was Han Feng, Han Xi merely gave a slight cold laugh and said, "I never expected that a walking corpse like me could trouble Sect
Leader Huyan."

Han Feng glanced at him, a thought flashing through her mind, and sighed inwardly, "He's my brother, just like me, harmed by my father!"

Looking at Han Xi, she suddenly felt much closer to him, and familial affection instantly diluted her hatred. She remained composed and
said, "Senior Han... it's a misfortune for your family to have a son like you. Do you have any brothers or sisters?
" Han Xi coldly replied, "What if I do, and what if I don't?" Han Feng's question was originally meant to test
whether he knew she had a younger sister, but unexpectedly, hearing him ask her a question in return, she only snorted and couldn't answer for a moment
.

Han Xi said, "My death is imminent. Staying here to suffer is already unbearable. Since you're here, use
that Golden-Winged Blade to give me a quick death!" Han Feng's face trembled slightly, and he snorted again, saying, "I didn't
intend to kill you.

But you disguised yourself and infiltrated the Prince's mansion with great care, only to end up like this. Don't you hate your father
?"

Han Xi was secretly suspicious, unable to figure out Han Feng's purpose. He smiled and said, "My father is a giant of
chivalry , famous throughout the martial world. His martial arts are unparalleled. Most of my skills are thanks to him. Why should I
hate him? My current situation is entirely my own fault. I deserve to die!" He chuckled a few times, seemingly
deliberately .

Han Feng took a few deep breaths and said, "Are you serious?" Han Xi replied, "At this point,
why would lie?"

Han Feng bit her lip and said in a low voice, "If you had the chance to kill your father, would you do it?"

Han Xi's heart skipped a beat, his gaze fixed on Han Feng, and he said, "You..." He took a breath and whispered,
"What exactly do you want to do?"

Han Feng was about to speak when she suddenly heard someone behind her say, "Sect Leader Huyan, what is your
intention ? If you have something to say, why don't you just tell me directly?"

The newcomer entered the room quietly, and Han Feng was completely unaware. Startled, she turned around and saw a handsome and refined
face—none other than Han Xuqing.

Instantly, years of hatred surged into Han Feng's heart, immediately overshadowing her fear. At this moment, Han Xuqing's
voice was questioning, but his face still wore a faint smile—the same
smile !

Thinking of the tragedy of losing her mother, Han Feng's eyes welled up with tears. She gritted her teeth, pointed directly at Han Xuqing, and shouted, "
You've come at the right time! Even if you hadn't come, I would have come looking for you—Han Jinren! I'm not surnamed Huyan, I'm surnamed Han
! I am Han Feng!"

Han Xuqing's eyes changed drastically, becoming cold and sharp as a sword. Upon seeing Han Feng, he saw tears streaming down her face, but her beautiful eyes glared back
fiercely , unwavering. In an instant, Han Xuqing regained his composure and smiled, "
It's a coincidence that you also have the surname Han, Miss. Xi'er, isn't that right?" Han Xi appeared utterly bewildered, as if in a daze
, and blurted out,

"Han Feng is my sister's…" Han Xuqing rebuked, "Nonsense! Where did you get a sister?"
This rebuke was extremely authoritative, and Han Xi immediately stopped speaking, staring at Han Feng with suspicion and uncertainty.

Han Feng's expression was miserable as she glared at Han Xuqing and shouted, "Han Jinren, I know you are my father!
When I was four years old, you pushed my mother and me off a cliff. My mother died, but my master saved me. You never expected that, did you!
Why did you harm us like this? Tell me!"

Han Xuqing frowned and said, "I have no daughter. What makes you say that? Miss, you should speak with evidence
and not just make things up." He looked at Han Xi and said, "Xi'er, what do you think?"

Their eyes met, and Han Xi remained silent for a moment before saying, "My mother died suddenly from an illness, not from being harmed.
I have no brothers or sisters, and the Han family should have been inherited by me." Han Xuqing smiled and nodded, saying, "
That's right, that's exactly it."

Han Feng trembled with anger, brandished her Golden Winged Blade, and shouted, "Even now, you still won't admit it...
" Han Xuqing, who had been smiling serenely, suddenly drew his sword upon seeing the flash of golden light. His movements were so fast that it was impossible to move even for a second.
The Taiyi Sword was as swift as lightning, piercing straight for Han Feng's heart. Han Feng reacted swiftly, dodging
the thunderous attack with the unparalleled lightness skill of the Yunxiao Sect. Filled with hatred and sorrow, she deflected the countless sharp blades of the Golden Wing Blade, crying out in anguish,
"You cruel and heartless wretch, you are actually my biological father!"

Separated by life and death for over twenty years, Han Xuqing had tried to kill her back then, and now that they knew each other's identities, he still
wanted to kill her without mercy!

Han Feng dodged the layers of blade light, protecting her entire body, but her heart was filled with confusion and loss. She thought, "He has turned his back on me
without a shred of remorse, only thinking of killing me to silence me. I cannot let him kill me, but… should I
kill him?"

This momentary lapse in concentration suddenly placed Han Feng in a perilous situation. Her opponent was Han Xuqing, a grandmaster of the martial arts world
; how could she allow herself even the slightest distraction? Han Feng's movements faltered slightly, and the feint of the Taiyi Sword had already sealed off all her escape routes. Han Xuqing
instantly gained the upper hand, thrusting his sword straight for Han Feng's throat. Han Feng twirled, her delicate body flipping,
a sudden escape from death, like a bird avoiding a net, narrowly escaping the sword light's blockade.

However, the room was too cramped; this flip forced Han Feng against the wall. Han Feng pulled her cloak...
The Golden-Winged Blade spread its wings and launched a counterattack against Han Xuqing. Han Xuqing swung his sword like the wind, and with several clangs,
seven blade feathers on the Golden-Winged Blade were severed, while the Taiyi Sword remained undamaged—truly a rare divine sword.

Han Feng was stunned. She knew that the Golden-Winged Blade could not withstand the Taiyi Sword, and her own skill was inferior to Han Xuqing's
. She had no chance of winning this battle and could only try her best to survive. She channeled her inner energy and cried out, "Wen Yuan—" Her
cry for help was cut short by a sudden tightening around her waist, as a sharp force pierced through her meridians. Han Feng's body trembled,
her voice went hoarse, and she
could not utter the rest of her words. Furthermore, because her acupoints had been seized, her muscles and bones were weak, and she could no longer exert any strength.

She looked back and felt a chill run through her. The one who had ambushed her was Han Xi, whose hands were now free from the iron
chains . His move was both ruthless and steady, full of power, but he lowered his head and did not look at Han Feng. Han Feng
slumped , tears welling in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Even you...you don't recognize me..."

Han Xuqing smiled and said, "Very good, very good! Xi'er, you really know right from wrong, that's good." He

tapped several acupoints with his left hand, sealing Han Feng's vital points, leaving her with no way to resist, and then said, "Sect Leader Huyan
..."

Han Feng looked up at him, her misty, tearful eyes filled with disdain. Han Xuqing sighed, "You slandered
me and then tried to harm me. Such actions are truly malicious. I, Han, also
lament the loss of the Yunxiao Sect's long-standing reputation."

Upon hearing this, Han Feng's shoulders trembled, and she suddenly burst into laughter, shouting sharply, "Han Jinren, you're quite the
actor! You're so good at twisting the truth! I admire you!"

Han Xuqing said, "Xi'er, although you've made a grave mistake, you've received my guidance for many years and can still see through this
woman's cunning tricks. Do you believe she's impersonating your sister?"

Han Xi whispered, "Your son... of course not."

Han Xuqing smiled and said, "That's right. Even so, I'm still worried. Prove it to
me ."

Upon hearing this, Han Xi immediately understood his father's intention. He swallowed hard, looking at Han Feng's body, his heart filled with
conflict.

Han Xuqing asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?" Han Xi was startled and said, "Nothing, son...yes
."

He steeled his heart, tore off the Golden Winged Blade cloak, and reached out to tear Han Feng's clothes.

Han Feng was shocked and was about to scream when Han Xi tore off a rag and stuffed it into her mouth to prevent her from
shouting .

Han Xi reached out and touched her full breasts, kneading them a few times, and said in a deep voice, "You're my sister? Hmph
, if that's the case, wouldn't it be against morality for me to take you now? Would I do such a thing?" He
hesitated , then added, "My father values benevolence and morality the most, how could he tolerate such a thing?" As he spoke
, he had already torn Han Feng's clothes to shreds, exposing her skin everywhere.

Terrified, Han Feng had also lost all hope in the father and son, thinking, "They not only disown me,
but they also deceive themselves. These two... no, they're not even human!"

With a hiss, Han Xi ripped Han Feng's pants, instantly exposing her private parts, her fair
muscles slightly raised. Han Xi removed the iron chains binding her feet, pulled out his increasingly thick penis, and exhaled,
saying, "Look, look... it's getting bigger and bigger. How could a brother treat his sister like this?" As he spoke, he frantically
rubbed Han Feng's skin, especially her breasts, babbling incoherently, his lust growing stronger to
suppress his shame.

Han Xuqing watched with a smile, making no attempt to stop him.

Han Feng couldn't speak, yet tears streamed down her face. Han Xi ignored them, and as his penis
hardened , he thrust towards her slightly moist lips, his waist trembling slightly. He murmured, "You
're definitely not my sister, no, really not..."

With these murmurs, Han Xi slowly penetrated Han Feng. Han Feng closed her eyes tightly, letting out
a bitter groan. Her slender waist swayed like a water snake, seemingly resisting. Han Xi raised his head high, biting his lip and thrusting his hips
, penetrating deeply, his expression somewhat dazed. Han Xuqing nodded slightly, approvingly, and
laughed , "Very right, very right!"

Hearing this, Han Xi gritted his teeth, holding Han Feng's waist, and began to thrust violently. Han Feng
whimpered softly , her snow-white skin glistening with sweat, incredibly beautiful, but her brows were furrowed, and tears rolled down her cheeks—she
was filled with deep sorrow.

Han Xi dared not look any longer, only twitching his lower body and whispering, "You're not, you're not..."

Suddenly, a thunderous roar rang out: "Han Xi, what are you doing?" The door panel was suddenly blown away, and Ren Jianqing
was the first to break in. Wen Yuan and Qin Panying rushed into the room immediately afterward. Upon seeing the scene in the room, Qin Panying screamed wildly:
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister!"

Taken aback by the unexpected turn of events, Han Xuqing's expression changed, and he said sharply, "You unfilial son, how dare you!" Without even
looking at the three of them, he suddenly struck Han Xi's shoulder with a palm. Han Xi's eyes widened, his movements stopped, and he slowly collapsed onto Han Feng
.

Chapter 205

Han Xuqing's palm strike on Han Xi was so powerful that he lost consciousness before he could make a sound. Although Wen Yuan
was blind, Ren Jianqing and Qin Panying could see clearly. Just a moment ago, Han Xuqing had stood by and watched
Han Xi rape Han Feng. Although the palm strike was fast, it could not be hidden from those with discerning eyes. Ren Jianqing shouted angrily, "
Senior Brother Han, you!"

Han Xuqing suddenly drew his Taiyi Sword and cursed at Han Xi, "You unfilial son, you have committed such
a heinous crime back, the sound of the wind rushing through the air was strange. Ren Jianqing stepped forward and reached out,
shouting, "Wait! Spare his life, I want to ask..."

Suddenly, a hidden force, silently and without warning, using the sound of the Taiyi Sword cutting through the air as cover, quietly
surged from Han Xuqing's left palm, heading straight for Ren Jianqing. The power of this attack was astonishing; Ren Jianqing could not withstand it
and was forced back several steps, his chest heaving with blood and qi.

Just as he opened his mouth to shout, Han Xuqing's left palm followed up with another attack, another hidden force emanating from his palm,
bursting out like thunder, striking the "Shanzhong" acupoint on his chest. In an instant, Ren Jianqing lost all control of his body. He felt the
internal energy like an iron ball rapidly rolling through his meridians, causing nothing but fire and lightning in its path, wantonly
destroying his flesh and blood, utterly unstoppable.

Seeing her senior sister so brutally humiliated, Qin Panying, in her grief and anger, suddenly saw Ren Jianqing attacked. Before she could react,
Han Xuqing unleashed his third wave of energy, striking Qin Panying's breasts. Even under normal circumstances, it would be incredibly difficult for Qin Panying to
avoid Han Xuqing's attack, let alone now, when her mind was in turmoil. This blow struck her...
With a slight tremor, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and he swayed unsteadily before fainting.

A sudden silence fell over the room. Han Xuqing's sword, poised to strike his son,
stopped .

Wen Yuan stood there, calm and composed, and blurted out, "Uncle Han, is Miss Huyan
here ? What happened to her?"

Han Xuqing sighed, "To spare this rebellious son's life that day was a momentary lapse of judgment, leading to this calamity. This
beast actually assaulted Sect Leader Huyan..."

Wen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his already damaged eyes staring directly at Han Xuqing. Han Xuqing felt a chill run through him
, and in his astonishment, he suddenly heard Wen Yuan let out a long, resounding howl that echoed throughout the garden. His voice was erratic, filled with
sorrow and regret.

Han Xuqing, taking advantage of Wen Yuan's blindness, secretly subdued Ren Jianqing and Qin Panying, preventing them from making a sound. He
let out another long sigh, on the verge of tears, and said, "Yuan'er, things have come to this, will you still plead for my disobedient
son ?"

Wen Yuan's whistling stopped, he covered his face and shook his head, gritting his teeth, "Wrong, wrong, I harmed
Miss ..."

He suddenly pointed at Han Xuqing, sternly saying, "To uphold the bond between our sects, I always hoped that once you obtained
the Ten Scenery Silk, you would stop using underhanded tactics and harm others. Miss Han is your daughter, how could you bear to harm
her? Han Xuqing, compared to Long Yuqing, you are even less worthy of being my senior uncle. I have reached my limit, I
can no longer tolerate this!"

With a clang, the Li Long Sword was drawn, pointing directly at Han Xuqing; Wen Yuan had already gone all out.

Han Xuqing never imagined that Wen Yuan's greatest hatred was for those who raped women. Han Feng had not only
been raped by Han Xi, but also subjected to incest
. Even knowing the time wasn't right, Wen Yuan couldn't prioritize the greater good; he would rather die than abandon Han Feng. Han Xuqing's expression changed, then calmed down, and he smiled, "
So you know so much. It's admirable that you've endured this long!"

With these words, all of Wen Yuan's previous schemes were now confessed by Han Xuqing himself
. He knew that his earlier howl had likely alerted the entire Bai household, and Han Xuqing understood that if he couldn't
silence Wen Yuan quickly, his schemes would be completely exposed. At this moment, he focused his energy on his sword.

The supremely powerful force of "Guangling Zhixi" was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to strike at any moment. A thought flashed through his mind:
"If I hadn't been soft-hearted and let Han Xuqing off the hook, Miss Han wouldn't have suffered such humiliation! If I were
to perish together ..."

But then he heard Han Xuqing laugh: "Ren Jianqing deserves to die, and Qin Panying deserves to die too, but I will never kill you.
You should forget everything and behave yourself for a while until I have accomplished my great task!"

Wen Yuan angrily said: "Forget? What do you want me to forget..." As he spoke, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he thought to himself:
"Wait, he said he wants me to forget... Senior Brother forgot 'Tian Lei Wu Wang', could it be..."

In a flash, Wen Yuan suddenly felt his whole body enveloped by a tremendous force. It was Han Xuqing's sword strike.
The momentum of "Nantianmen" was vast and unparalleled. The Taiyi Sword, carrying this power, thrust out with the might of a god.
Without hesitation unleashed "Guangling Zhixi," and as the two swords clashed, another surge of energy suddenly struck, causing
Wen Yuan to momentarily freeze.

Unbeknownst to anyone, "Living Judge" Pei Hanying appeared, her left hand wielding the "Book of Life and Death," its pages
flying , the force spreading in all directions. The judge's pen swiftly struck Wen Yuan's forehead.

"Nantianmen" and "Guangling Zhixi" were both profound realms of the Universal Divine Power, one belonging to the Heavenly Scripture and the other
to the Human Scripture, each with its own strengths. However, Wen Yuan's skill was inferior to Han Xuqing's. "Guangling Zhixi's" sword energy surged
like a rainbow, relentlessly and fiercely attacking Han Xuqing. Yet, "Nantianmen," incorporating the Universal Divine Power and
the Compass Sword, was profound and expansive, managing to neutralize the overwhelming sword energy of "Guangling Zhixi." Wen Yuan
, held back by Han Xuqing, was unable to evade Pei Hanying's attack. A single stroke struck him, and the images in his mind shattered
...

Han Xuqing unleashed a burst of energy from his sword, forcefully repelling the Li Long Sword. Wen Yuan, struck by the judge's pen, had his will
completely crumble, utterly powerless to resist. He staggered back a few steps before collapsing to the ground.

Pei Hanying closed the Book of Life and Death, laughing, "This boy's martial arts are far inferior to Xiang Yang's." Pointing at
Qin Panying, she asked, "Mr. Han, what should we do with this girl?"

Han Xuqing replied, "Whether she lives or dies doesn't affect the overall situation. Just imprison her along with Hu Yanfeng
."

Pei Hanying glanced at Han Feng and smiled, "Mr. Han, you really care about your daughter..." Han Xuqing frowned
, seemingly displeased.

Pei Hanying laughed, "Alright, she isn't. Then what about Ren Jianqing?"

Han Xuqing pondered, "If we kill him now, it'll be difficult to explain his whereabouts
. Let's spare his life for now. Let's wipe the slate clean!"

Pei Hanying nodded, pointing her judge's pen at Ren Jianqing's forehead, and laughed, "Since Mr. Han
has said so, Ren Jianqing, just forget about today's events!" As she pointed, a hand suddenly reached out
, grabbed the pen, and yanked it back. Pei Hanying was caught off guard and was pushed back three steps by the force
. Startled, she heard Wen Yuan shout, "Is this your 'wipe the slate clean' move that harmed Senior Brother Xiang
?"

Wen Yuan had already stood up again.

Pei Hanying nearly lost his balance from the push, and was terrified. He cried out, "You...you
..."

He wasn't surprised by Wen Yuan's skill, but rather by the fact that Wen Yuan, despite being hit by the "One Stroke to Erasure," hadn't fainted or lost his memory
. Could it be that his prized skill was ineffective against him?

This "One Stroke to Erasure" technique involved concentrating unique internal energy at the tip of the Judge's Pen, attacking the head with every strike.

Once the internal energy entered and spread into the brain, it could damage the brain, erasing all memories and causing
a regression from the day of the attack, the duration of which varied, and even the attacker had no guarantee of success. This technique was a thousand times more sophisticated than circulating qi through meridians
and acupoints. While it had no power during the actual fight, once hit, it was enough to ruin a person's
life. The victim would forget everything, not even a trace of the attack. Therefore,
even masters like Murong Xiu and Ren Jianqing were unaware that Pei Hanying possessed this unique skill.

Han Xuqing and Pei Hanying collaborated, relying on this "erasure" technique, completely unafraid of any
flaws in their plan. Anyone who discovered his conspiracy was killed if possible, and those who couldn't be killed were made to forget everything.
In order to spared Xiang Yang's life that day by using this "erasure" technique to erase his memory.

However, Wen Yuan's opponents were vastly different from any of Pei Hanying's. After losing his sight, he practiced the "
Universal Divine Power" technique, causing a dramatic change in his mind. Ordinary people have limited control over their muscles and blood, but martial arts
masters can control them. However, even the most skilled masters struggle to control their own minds. Pei Hanying learned the
"One Stroke to Erasure" technique, but only knew how to do it without understanding why, while Wen Yuan had already entered this realm.

Although it was only a preliminary exploration, Wen Yuan could clearly feel that "force" spreading throughout his mind
, attempting to invade his memories. Han Xuqing neutralized Wen Yuan's power, causing him to fall to the ground, but his
consciousness remained clear, imprinting the distribution of the "One Stroke to Erasure" force like a brand, instantly
revealing all its secrets, no longer worth a laugh. Pei Hanying not only failed to make Wen Yuan lose his memory, but also revealed
all of his proud skills.

Wen Yuan gripped the Li Long Sword again, facing Han Xuqing and Pei Hanying with unwavering fear.

Pei Hanying, drenched in cold sweat and deathly pale, dared not look at Han Xuqing, crying out, "Outrageous!"

He lunged forward, unleashing his "Erase with One Stroke" technique once more.

He knew his martial arts, though high, were still inferior to Bai Chaoran's. The reason Han Xuqing valued him
was precisely because of the power of this "Erase with One Stroke." If this move was useless against Wen Yuan, it might
fail . The memory Han Xuqing wanted to erase would be extremely detrimental to him, yet he couldn't kill the person. If the
"Erase with One Stroke"

was ineffective, Han Xuqing might even suspect that he had made a mistake before, unwittingly ruining something important.
How treat him then was unimaginable.

He desperately wanted to gain Han Xuqing's trust, and this stroke was executed with all his might, willing to make Wen Yuan forget everything in his life
to destroy his memories. Wen Yuan sensed that although the stroke was swift, its hidden force was extremely small and unusual. He
neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the stroke to strike his forehead.

Pei Hanying was overjoyed and cried out, "Wen Yuan, you're finished this time!" Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan suddenly drew his sword with incredible
speed , the tip of his Li Long sword also striking Pei Hanying's forehead. He
had already used this "divine sword acupoint striking" technique on Long Tengming once, and now he was even more adept at it; Pei Hanying wasn't injured at all. However, the force of
the "one-stroke erasure" on the judge's pen

traveled from Wen Yuan's forehead up his spine, lightning-fast, shooting through his meridians, penetrating his arm,
returning from the tip of the Li Long sword to Pei Hanying's forehead, striking directly into her brain.

This was an unprecedented "using the opponent's force against them" technique in the martial arts world. Pei Hanying cried out, leaping backward and tumbling
, the Book of Life and Death and the judge's pen falling simultaneously.

Wen Yuan pointed his sword at the ground and said calmly, "Those who try to use magic will perish!" He turned to Han Xuqing. Although there was no sharp
gaze, Han Xuqing felt extremely uncomfortable and frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Wen Yuan laugh loudly and
say, "Han Xuqing, wearing a mask is useless to a blind man!"

Han Xuqing's expression changed. He thought to himself, "Pei Hanying is no longer trustworthy. I must make a decisive move.
" He swung his sword backhand and suddenly slashed at Han Feng. Wen Yuan sensed something amiss and rushed forward to parry with his sword. Han Xuqing
's sword returned and thrust at Wen Yuan, who blocked it with his own sword. They separated with a clang. Han Xuqing
took advantage of the situation and retreated, rushing out of the room and escaping first.

Wen Yuan shouted, "Where are you going!" Just as he was about to give chase, he suddenly heard a voice say, "Leave Han Xuqing to me
, you stay here to save people."

The voice was cold and sinister, and Wen Yuan recognized the person immediately. He stopped in surprise, feeling as if
a cold wind had swept past him as he chased after Han Xuqing. This person had been almost completely silent before, as if even his breathing and heartbeat had
stopped, which was why Wen Yuan hadn't noticed. He only heard Pei Hanying scream loudly, "A ghost! A ghost!" The voice
sounded very childish, like a frightened child's cry.

"Erase" destroyed Pei Hanying's memories of the past few decades, along with all her martial arts training, all of which
disappeared without a trace, leaving only her memories from when she was seven or eight years old.

Footsteps echoed all around, and Hua Xuan's voice rang out first: "Senior Brother Wen, are you alright?
Ah, Miss Huyan! You, how come..." Then Xiang Yang called out, "Junior Brother, what happened?
Where's that brat Han Xi?"

Wen Yuan was startled and said, "He ran away? I didn't notice."

Then Zi Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Ren, Miss Qin are injured..."

Everyone rushed over at the sound of the commotion, and the room instantly descended into chaos. Zi Yuan, Hua Xuan, and the other women hurriedly went to rescue Han Feng.

Xiang Yang put his arm around Wen Yuan's shoulder and shouted, "Junior Brother, who did you fight? Did you see...
encounter Huang Zhonggui?" A quick glance revealed Pei Hanying sitting blankly on the ground, and he was taken aback.

Wen Yuan was deeply moved and said, "That person just now... was it really Huang Zhonggui?"

Xiang Yang said, "Yes, he came to find Wan Yan..." He hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's talk about that later."

Wen Yuan said, "Yes, let's talk about it later. Senior brother, I want to return what's rightfully yours!"

Xiang Yang was stunned and said, "What? What is it?"

Wen Yuan said, "Your memories!"

Chapter 206

Han Xuqing rushed out of the Bai Mansion with his sword drawn. With his superb swordsmanship, no one could stop him. All
the servants of the Bai Mansion who saw his afterimage were killed in the blink of an eye by the Taiyi Sword.

From the moment Wen Yuan exposed his scheme, Han Xuqing had decided to silence everyone in the Bai Mansion and not allow
anyone to reveal his true identity. As soon as he left the mansion, a large number of his subordinates hidden inside and outside the Bai Mansion immediately took action
. In broad daylight, the Dianling disciples released poison gas, the Lin brothers fired arrows, and countless henchmen
stormed , turning the grand residence into a living hell in an instant.

Several top fighters who conspired with Han Xuqing stood guard on treetops, monitoring the entire Bai residence. The revelation of the plot was
too sudden, catching them completely off guard. Although the massacre was executed swiftly, it was ultimately unexpected and unprepared; it was simply Han Xuqing's order to unleash all his killing methods. 　　That's why they had to monitor the entire mansion, ensuring no one escaped. Xiang Yang had lost his memory, and Ren Jianqing was attacked and wounded; Han's faction was most concerned with Wen Yuan. The top fighters, from Han Xuqing down, all shared one thought : kill Wen Yuan, and no one in the Bai mansion could escape. The streets outside the mansion were sparsely populated, but then several assassins infiltrated the crowd and wiped them all out in the blink of an eye. 　　Han Xuqing stood before the Bai residence, glancing sideways into the depths of the courtyard through the gate. He frowned inwardly, a hint of regret creeping into his heart. This regret, of course, wasn't about the deaths, but rather a thought: "A miscalculation. I came out too early . I was only concerned with not revealing any flaws, but I didn't kill Wen Yuan first, leaving behind future troubles."

He knew that Wen Yuan had alerted the household and that everyone would arrive in the blink of an eye. He was eager to leave as soon as possible to prevent more people
from seeing through his schemes. However, this desire to protect his identity came too naturally—just
like his countless times of concealment—and prevented him from killing Wen Yuan first.

Han Xuqing held his sword and pondered, then shook his head and said to Bai Chaoran, who had come to his side, "Things have come suddenly, and
it's difficult to have both. If we can capture Wen Yuan alive, that would be best; if not, we should kill him. But my niece Hua Xuan
must not be harmed; we must capture her alive."

Bai Chaoran smiled and said, "Mr. Han, there's no need to worry. I've already given orders that no one is allowed to kill
Miss Hua."

He pointed to the gate of the Bai residence and said, "Apart from Miss Hua, anyone who wants to leave this gate alive will find it as difficult as climbing to heaven
!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a man fell straight out of the hall, rolled around in the courtyard
, and then lay still. He was a member of the Dianling Sect. A somber figure emerged from the hall, a cold wind
seeming to follow. His face turned to the side, as cold as ice.

Huang Zhonggui had arrived. Han Xuqing's expression changed, Bai Chaoran's heart skipped a beat, and the many
assassins surrounding the mansion, looking down from above, were all astonished.

Huang Zhonggui stepped out slowly, each stomp of his foot creating a wisp of white mist. By the time he reached the gate,
a long plume of cold smoke, like a white dragon raising its tail, rose behind him.

Inside and outside the gate, they faced off. Huang Zhonggui said in a deep voice, "I am not a stranger. You must leave through this door
."

Bai Chaoran's expression was stiff. He forced a smile and said, "I'm afraid Mr. Han will not allow it."

When Han Xuqing saw Huang Zhonggui appear, he quickly guessed seven or eight possible reasons why he might have come here.
However , after careful consideration, he could not come to a conclusion. He immediately remained calm and smiled, "Mr. Huang, your Huangling Sect
leader has already been executed. If you still want to resist, it would be unwise."

Huang Zhonggui's dark eyes stared directly at Han Xuqing and said, "Were the people from the Jingwei Prince's
Mansion killed by Xiao Chengyue from Sichuan on your orders?" Han Xuqing was slightly taken aback. He did not expect him to ask about this matter. He said, "Mr.
Huang , you are mistaken. Hero Xiao was determined to eradicate evil. It was the work of us... of us." He originally wanted to say "
people of the righteous path," but he remembered that Bai Chaoran was beside him and found it difficult to justify his words, so he simply omitted it.

Huang Zhonggui's eyes flashed with cold light as he said, "So it was you who plotted this. You've caused 'her' such heartache...
" He slowly raised his right palm, the Taiyin True Qi swirling around it, instantly creating a strong yin wind. He coldly said, "
I have another reason to kill you."

Han Xuqing suddenly sensed something was wrong and quickly retreated more than ten feet. The cold wind in front of him was like a blade, and the "Taiyin Blade" had already cleaved down from where he
had standing, the ground suddenly cracking a foot deep!

Bai Chaoran shouted, "Huang Zhonggui, the Huangling Sect has already been defeated and destroyed, what are you still showing off for?" He immediately
unleashed the "Blood Refining Hand." Huang Zhonggui's martial arts were extremely high, and no one in Han's party wanted him to come with the intention of
attacking , nor did they want to add a powerful enemy, but since Huang Zhonggui had made his move, they had no choice but to fight. As soon as Bai Chaoran made his move,
three figures rushed over simultaneously, two weapons and a heavy punch combined to attack, aiming to
kill him in a moment and eliminate future troubles.

Huang Zhonggui remained calm, his cold gaze sweeping over the four enemies, his Taiyin Blade
following suit. A single, sweeping arc of his blade evoked three screams and a wild cry.
All three except Bai Chaoran were cleaved open at the chest, wounds large enough to rip out their hearts and lungs. The five-colored energy of his "Blood Refining Hand" dissipated
, never to coalesce again.

The Imperial Mausoleum Sect had suffered a crushing defeat; the title of "Mausoleum Guardian" was now as fleeting as a mirage. Yet, Huang Zhonggui was still a demon.
This demon seemed to have emerged from the deepest depths of hell, his chilling blade flawless!

Bai Chaoran, though skilled enough to survive, was utterly terrified and dared not confront him again, involuntarily retreating
several steps. Huang Zhonggui ignored him, his icy gaze returning to Han Xuqing's face.

Han Xuqing smiled calmly, gathering his power in the Taiyi Sword, and said, "Good and evil have always been irreconcilable. Today, I will subdue demons and
defend the righteous path." He thrust out the South Sword with a straight strike, his stance as steady as a mountain, a
brilliant move that combined offense and defense.

Though brilliant, it was not a killing move. Huang Zhonggui saw through it at a glance. Han Xuqing's sword strike was a test,
a probe to gauge his skill level, after which an endless barrage of assassinations would follow. His eyes were deep, and he wielded
the Taiyin Blade again, but this time the blade was completely different from before. A bright, sharp light slowly
emerged , rising along the edge of his hand to his fingertips, bursting forth in a pale, crescent-shaped arc about two feet long,
sharp and eerie, radiating a chilling wind. This was proof that he had reached the peak of his Taiyin True Qi cultivation, the "Taiyin Blade Light
. "

The flash of the blade not only shocked the onlookers, but Han Xuqing was also taken aback: "This fellow's martial arts are so
high!"

The sword, once drawn, was relentless, still aimed directly at Huang Zhonggui's midsection. Huang Zhonggui bent his arm and slanted his palm, a blade-shaped aura suddenly
slashing out, actually deflecting the Taiyi Sword's attack from a distance, sending it veering off by

a foot! Han Xuqing's arm went numb, and he was greatly surprised: "Truly formidable!" He turned to deflect the force, and
in the transition, unleashed another sword strike. This move was magnificent, its numerous follow-up strikes resembling layers of grand halls, each more
expansive and imposing than the last, already reaching the level of the "Southern Heavenly Gate."

Huang Zhonggui stared at the sword light, coldly uttering: "I will definitely kill you!" The Taiyin Blade
rose like a ghost, fell like a collapsing star, and with a flick of his wrist, the blade's aura shattered another layer of sword energy. With one strike, another
followed. Huang Zhonggui, relying solely on the blade light condensed in his right palm, slashed and slashed again and again.
No matter how much force the "Southern Heavenly Gate" possessed, Huang Zhonggui broke through it, unable to even slightly hinder its momentum. The blade's edge pressed directly against
the Taiyi Sword—suddenly, the sword light flickered, and the Taiyi Sword was deflected. The "Southern Heavenly Gate" was shattered. Huang Zhonggui's eyes
blazed brightly, and the Taiyin Blade Light had already slashed across Han Xuqing's throat. Han Xuqing cried out and
tumbled , crashing onto the street with a thud.

Huang Zhonggui was about to deliver the finishing blow when he suddenly stopped, staring intently at Han Xuqing. Instead, he took a step back
and coldly said, "This is 'The Yellow Robe Applied to the Body.' You've mastered... 'The Imperial Seal Palm'?"

Although Han Xuqing had fallen in a sorry state, he slowly rose, raised his head, and a smile appeared on his lips,
his gaze incredibly deep. He still held his sword in his right hand, and lightly touched his neck with his left. There wasn't a trace of blood; instead
, a radiant light seemed to emanate from it, exuding an aura of majesty. This was the image of him wielding the Imperial Seal Palm's protective secret technique, " donning the yellow robe."

Huang Zhonggui said in a deep voice, "Besides the leader of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, is there anyone else in the world who knows the Imperial Seal Palm?"

Han Xuqing smiled slightly and slowly said, "Of course there are. For example... the Emperor."

Wen Yuan pressed his palms against Xiang Yang's temples, his inner force like countless threads seeping
into , bypassing any resistance, already penetrating his skull and exploring in all directions. The two had only been sitting on the ground for a moment,
yet both were drenched in sweat, as if in a downpour, their expressions solemn.

As Wen Yuan had said before, he was helping Xiang Yang "recover his memories." He had mastered
the secret of "erasing with a single stroke," knowing that this was Xiang Yang's only hope of regaining his memories. As long as Xiang Yang could recall
the divine skill of "Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion," a power that even Long Yuqing could not match, Han Xuqing could not underestimate it. Their chances
of victory depended entirely on this move.

However, this attempt to salvage the memories in the brain had only just begun when the two seemed to be in a trance, unaware of their surroundings, when the enemy
launched a full-scale attack.

Han Xuqing's accomplices stormed into the Bai residence. Hua Xuan hastily used her "Eight Directions Wind Rope" to protect her two senior brothers, and also had to
safeguard Zi Yuan and Ren Jianqing. She was immediately overwhelmed and panting heavily, almost unable to withstand the attack. Han Feng had already
dressed donned her Golden Wing Blade, her face expressionless as she unleashed a killing spree. Liu Hanbi and Liu Yunqing, who had rushed to help, were
unaware of what had happened to their senior sister. While fighting, they cried out, "Senior Sister Huyan, you...
how could so ruthless? Ah, ah ah ah! You've chopped that person's head off!"

Han Feng had not been injured before being subdued by Han Xi. Now, gritting her teeth, she unleashed a series of ruthless attacks, each one a deadly strike.
In an instant, she killed six or seven skilled fighters from the Dianling Sect under her Golden Wing Blade. Her face was filled with hatred and grief. The Liu
sisters exchanged glances, not daring to ask any questions, and were busy protecting Qin Panying amidst the chaotic battle.

Mu Yanding was old and frail. Although his skill was profound, his injuries always healed slowly. At this moment, he had only recovered five or
six tenths of his strength. Although this was enough to protect himself, his opponents were wary of him being the guardian of the imperial tombs,
and many skilled fighters had come to besiege him, making the battle quite difficult. He silently flicked his "Five-Tone Finger Strike," causing a man
in black to cough up blood and retreat, shouting, "Young Master Wen, Young Master Xiang, haven't you finished your mission yet?"

Hua Xuan said anxiously, "This...this...shouldn't it be soon? I...how would I know!" With a crack of his whip
, he knocked down a Dianling disciple who had just extended his poisonous palm. A loud roar was heard from the side as Miao Qiongyin, protecting
Zhao Wanyan, also arrived at this side room. The little white tiger followed behind, bringing up the rear, surprisingly well-behaved.

Originally, this was where Han Xi was imprisoned, but now everyone was trapped here, unable to escape. Hua Xuan,
in his haste, cried out, "Why did that Huang Zhonggui chase after them so quickly! Now... now it's all over
!" This was indeed true. If Huang Zhonggui were here, these enemies would be as fragile as paper,
utterly vulnerable .

However, Hua Xuan wasn't entirely sure whether Huang Zhonggui was friend or foe. He had only heard Xiang Yang say that Huang Zhonggui
had come to see Zhao Wanyan without any hostility, and yet he had rushed after Han Xuqing. Hua Xuan felt that this cold, eccentric man
should lend a helping hand and wipe out the enemies.

Hearing Hua Xuan's cry, Zhao Wanyan sighed softly and whispered, "I hope Mr. Huang avenges himself,
please... please don't die... die..." She clutched something tightly in her hand—a
tattered book with a gray-black cover.

Chapter 207:

A fierce battle raged inside and outside the Bai residence. Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan were in the midst of it, yet they remained detached,
oblivious .

Their focus was solely on recovering their lost memories.

Under Wen Yuan's guidance, countless memories flooded Xiang Yang's mind, shifting and ever-changing like the interplay of light and shadow
. From childhood to the present, countless experiences, large and small, surfaced one after another. Every scene was recreated with
meticulous detail, even the strands of hair that drifted past his eyes were vividly remembered.

Many trivial matters buried deep in Xiang Yang's memory also poured out. In
the endless recollection, a hazy, distorted vision suddenly appeared, indistinguishable...

In an instant, Xiang Yang suddenly regained consciousness, a voice in his heart seeming to shout wildly: "This is it! This
is everything I have forgotten!" He desperately wanted to retrieve it, but it quickly drifted
away in the torrent of memories. The internal energy that Wen Yuan had sent into Xiang Yang's mind took effect at this moment, as if
invisible hands were reaching out from this void to retrieve that memory... Finally, the final moment had arrived.

Xiang Yang slowly opened his eyes… With a loud “boom,” the Taiyin Blade Light and the Guide Sword Qi clashed once more
. The shockwave from these two astonishing forces forced Bai Chaoran to retreat several steps to avoid being affected by the residual force
.

Activating the “Yellow Robe Appearance,” Han Xuqing once again revealed a confident smile, parrying
three of with equal strength, no longer at a disadvantage.

Huang Zhonggui withdrew his attack and pondered, ceasing his reckless assault. The “Imperial Seal Palm” was the supreme martial art of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, traditionally only
passed down to the sect leader. How Han Xuqing had mastered it was truly incomprehensible. If Han Xuqing had learned the entire Imperial
Seal Palm, his skill would be no less than Long Yuqing's, and might even surpass it…

Suddenly, the brilliant yellow true energy flickered, and Han Xuqing rose abruptly, unleashing the “Guide Sword” technique with
incredible speed and ferocity. A cold glint flashed in Huang Zhonggui's eyes. His palm flashed with a blade of light, ready to meet the sword's edge, when suddenly a sharp
shout rang out: "Don't take it!"

A flash of white light, and Huang Zhonggui simultaneously sensed the
danger . He flipped his wrist, not taking the Taiyi Sword head-on, but instead stepping back. The Taiyi Sword shone brightly, its concentrated true energy surging along its spine, humming loudly. This
attack was likely beyond what the Taiyin Blade's light could intercept out of thin air. If Huang Zhonggui were to clash with it head-on, he would likely lose
an arm on the spot.

Han Xuqing smiled slightly, looking towards the source of the voice. He saw Mu Yanding emerge from the Bai residence, his white beard
flowing , his gaze stern. He met Huang Zhonggui's gaze and said, "Venerable Huang, during your absence
, our sect has suffered numerous misfortunes. If you are grateful for the sect leader's kindness, you must preserve your life and not
suffer further injury for this villain."

Huang Zhonggui coldly replied, "No need for your concern, I am no longer alive." He looked at Han Xuqing and said,
"Only I can subdue him here."

Han Xuqing smiled, seemingly unconcerned, but inwardly he harbored doubts: "The Bai residence should be extremely dangerous
, why did Mu Yanding leave the residence on his own, without helping them? How can a group of wounded and disabled men be
a match ?"

A powerful roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the residence, soaring into the sky, answering Han Xuqing's question
.

Bai Chaoran's expression changed, "The Bai residence has such a master? This, this person is..."

A sudden commotion erupted in the courtyard. Countless assassins from the Han faction shouted, only to be wiped out in the blink of an eye
. Xiang Yang strode out, his clothes billowing with energy. Though his face showed no anger, his gaze burned like a scorching
flame, fixed on Han Xuqing.

"I remember everything," Xiang Yang said slowly, his voice deep and resonant. "If I hadn't lost my memory,
you would have all revealed your true colors that night. Now that I think about it, Master Lu must have been harmed by you that night, that's why he died under Xiao Chengyue's
blade..." As he spoke, recalling Zhao Wanyan's heartbroken expression, Xiang Yang's anger intensified. He spat out
each word with fierce force: "Han Xuqing, I will not forgive you!"

In an instant, Xiang Yang raised his right palm, his expression calm and composed, showing no sign of rage or rage, yet
unfathomable , his aura vast and boundless, like the boundless sky. Pure and incomparably refined internal energy flowed through his body,
as if he had been reborn—this was "Heavenly Thunder Without Error."

Han Xuqing was startled, his palms sweating profusely.
When he saw Pei Hanying's "erasure" technique fail against Wen Yuan, he had already considered the possibility of Xiang Yang regaining his memories. However, since his own intentions had
been exposed by Wen Yuan, whether Xiang Yang regained his memories was no longer important.

But he was extremely wary of the "Heavenly Thunder Without Regret" that had so decisively defeated Long Yuqing. That night, he had used "Southern Heavenly Gate
" to receive a blow from Xiang Yang, taking advantage of Xiang Yang's ignorance of his cultivation level. Now, however, Xiang Yang would undoubtedly
see him as an even greater enemy than Long Yuqing, and would certainly go all out in his attack. The power of "Heavenly Thunder Without Regret
" was truly immeasurable.

Xiang Yang stepped forward and suddenly struck out with his palm. Han Xuqing's left palm struck out, unleashing the power of the "Imperial Seal Palm,"
while his right hand, with the hidden power of the Taiyi Sword, simultaneously struck out with both palms, swiftly aiming for Xiang Yang's neck.

Xiang Yang roared, his left arm lashing out with the "Thunder Chariot Rushing Along the Track" technique. This move normally required a long period of focused energy
to unleash its full power, but under the influence of the "Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion" realm, it was executed effortlessly, with
power that was in no way inferior, and even surpassed it. The thunderous palm struck the Taiyi Sword from a distance, and Han Xuqing suddenly felt a violent tremor
in his palm . He quickly activated his divine skill to grip the hilt firmly, twisted his wrist to deflect Xiang Yang's force, and withdrew his palm, secretly shocked
: "Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion is indeed powerful. This kid has also mastered the 'Heavenly Character Technique' very thoroughly!"

The "Heavenly Character Technique" of "Universal Divine Power" that Han Xuqing learned was something he comprehended on his own from the Taiyi Sword. Although he
had gained insight into the "Southern Heavenly Gate" realm of the Guide Sword through it, and its subtleties surpassed those of the mental cultivation method learned by Long Yuqing, when
it came to application and variation, it was only applicable to the Guide Sword. When used in finger and palm techniques, he had not achieved great success.

Xiang Yang practiced the authentic inner cultivation method passed down from his master and had also comprehended the "Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion," making his Heavenly Character Technique
far superior to Long Yuqing's.

Han Xuqing knew that his "Southern Heavenly Gate" was not yet perfect, so he supplemented it with the "Imperial Seal Palm." In their
first exchange, neither side had gained the upper hand. Xiang Yang, however, was quite surprised, thinking, "Han Xuqing can actually use the 'Imperial Seal Palm
,' what's the reason for this?" He unleashed a move called "Thunder Drumming Mountains and Rivers," and palm shadows swept across the sky, but Han Xuqing
used both sword and palm techniques to break through them one by one.

Just then, Wen Yuan, Hua Xuan, and others also arrived at the door to observe the battle. Wen Yuan had exhausted himself trying to save Xiang Yang's
memories and was now as if he were about to collapse. He felt weak after just a few steps, and Hua Xuan and
Zi Yuan had to support him to prevent him from falling. Hearing the wind howling from their fierce battle, he felt powerless and
unable to whispered to Hua Xuan, "How is Senior Brother...?
"

Hua Xuan nodded vigorously, "Good, very good, not weak at all!" Wen Yuan smiled weakly
and said softly, "He's alright!"

Seeing Wen Yuan and the others emerge, Bai Chaoran knew that the assassins in the manor had been easily wiped out by Xiang Yang
, who had regained his power. Although there were many skilled fighters among his accomplices outside the manor, their strength was at most comparable to his own, and
they were no match for Xiang Yang, but enough to deal with Han Feng, Hua Xuan, and the others. Seeing Xiang Yang fighting Han Xuqing
, Bai Chaoran felt an opportunity not to be missed. He secretly gave a signal and, along with several figures, rushed forward,
his poisonous palms carrying a chilling wind, extremely fierce.

The brothers Lin Xiutang and Lin Xiudi leaped onto the high branches of the trees in the courtyard, each drawing a strong bow and firing arrows in rapid succession. Han Fengwu
unleashed her Golden Winged Blade, blocking one side of the arrows, while Hua Xuan's whip blocked the other. Mu Yanding flicked his finger at Bai
Chaoran, the force of his finger like a sword, directly countering Bai Chaoran's poisonous palm.

Zhao Wanyan, concerned for Xiang Yang's safety, had also arrived at the door. Seeing the chaotic battle, only Huang Zhonggui coldly observed
Han and Xiang's fight, and no one dared to provoke him. After a slight hesitation, she softly called out, "Huang..." raising
her voice slightly, "Mr. Huang, are you alright?"

Huang Zhonggui glanced back, then suddenly his figure blurred, appearing in front of Zhao Wanyan in a flash. Zhao Wanyan
was startled and opened her mouth to cry out, when suddenly she heard a "snap" beside her. An arrow was caught in Huang Zhonggui's hand, and he threw
it with a backhand. Lin Xiutang in the tree screamed in alarm, her crossbow destroyed by the arrow, broken in half. Fortunately,
she flip over in time, avoiding being pierced through the chest, but she was already covered in a cold sweat.

Zhao Wanyan was terrified. She swallowed hard, glanced at Huang Zhonggui, and whispered, "Thank you.
This...this book..." She handed over the tattered gray book, saying, "I think I'd better not accept it.
This is your means of practicing martial arts..."

Huang Zhonggui said, "I've finished practicing it. You don't need it, and Xiang Yang won't practice it either. If you don't like this self-destructive
'Taiyin True Qi,' you can destroy it yourself, so that there will be no new ghosts after I die." Zhao Wanyan looked
reluctant and said softly, "If you... if you don't practice, you won't die..."

Wen Yuan, who was listening nearby, also noticed something amiss and was greatly surprised: "Could it be that Huang Zhonggui came here
to give the martial arts manual to Miss Zhao?" He had previously heard Xiang Yang mention that Huang Zhonggui had saved
Zhao Wanyan and recounted his experience of practicing the "Taiyin Blade." Now, he was giving her all his knowledge, and his words
seemed to indicate that he knew his days were numbered and was making his final arrangements. He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Huang,
why are you doing ?"

Huang Zhonggui turned his head and looked at her, remaining silent.

Since his defeat at Jin Guo Manor and the recovery of his injuries, he had devoted himself to practicing martial arts, making
up for all the shortcomings in his skills. Finally, he had recently mastered the "Taiyin Blade" to its pinnacle, achieving the realm of
blade brilliance .

The Taiyin symbolizes the moon, whose brilliance is at its peak during the full moon, but gradually diminishes thereafter;
the Taiyin True Qi follows the same principle. Huang Zhonggui's practice of this technique severely damaged his body. Even after achieving mastery,
possessing unparalleled divine power, he could foresee his death. Knowing his demise was near, he came to instruct on the "Taiyin Secret..."
He entrusted the "talisman" to Zhao Wanyan as a keepsake. If Zhao Wanyan kept it, Xiang Yang's martial arts knowledge might improve in the future
, allowing him to forge a new path and create a way of martial arts within the talisman that wouldn't harm anyone. If Zhao Wanyan didn't keep it,
destroying it wouldn't matter.

Ultimately, he only wanted
a reason .

This girl, the only one who had touched his heart since he became a "ghost," was someone Huang Zhonggui
wanted to prevent from following in his footsteps—everyone else didn't matter, but
Zhao Wanyan couldn't become a ghost like him. Especially now, with the tragic deaths of everyone in the Jingwei Prince's Mansion and Xiang Yang's sudden amnesia
.

Now Zhao Wanyan seemed much better, and Huang Zhonggui, seeing this, felt his usually calm heart become more
at peace. He glanced at Xiang Yang, and saw that after regaining the "Heavenly Thunder Without Reckoning," Xiang Yang's power
was incomparable to when he had been defeated by him last time. Huang Zhonggui glanced at Zhao Wanyan and said indifferently, "I should
go."

He walked past Mu Yanding, and with a swift movement of his Taiyin Blade, he severed Bai Chaoran's left arm in one move.
The sharpness of the blade was no different from that of a steel knife. Bai Chaoran screamed in horror, his severed arm bleeding profusely, and he
almost fainted on the spot from the pain. Mu Yanding flicked his fingers in quick succession, instantly injuring him severely in the chest and abdomen, and he collapsed to the ground.

Huang Zhonggui did not stop and continued walking towards Han Xuqing, striking out with his palm. Han Xuqing was greatly surprised and raised
his sword to block, shouting, "Fine, you rely on numbers to win!" Xiang Yang said sharply, "I don't need anyone's help, I alone
am enough to deal with you!" He unleashed the "Kui Dragon Force" from his palm, nine layers of internal energy stacked one on top of the other, violently knocking the Taiyi
Sword out of his hand.

Huang Zhonggui retreated immediately after his initial attack, refusing to advance further. Suddenly, a shout rang out from afar: "Well done!"

Han Xuqing's expression changed drastically. He thrust forward with both palms, the power of the Imperial Seal Palm temporarily halting
Xiang Yang's fierce attack. A glance out of the corner of his eye revealed Xiao Murong rushing towards them, followed by Murong Xiu, Xiao Chengyue, and the four heads of the Jin Guo Manor
. Wen Yuan recognized her voice and called out, "Xiao Yin, you're back?" Xiao Murong laughed, "I'm back
! The person was rescued, and everything was cleared up!" Looking at Han Xuqing, she smiled gloatingly, "
Senior Han, you're in for a rough time!"

Han Xuqing's face darkened further. He saw Ling Yunxia return with the others, Xiao Chengyue glaring at him angrily
, and Murong Xiu sneer, tossing something that rolled on the ground before stopping—it was none other than
Eunuch Wu 's severed head.

He laughed wildly, "Han Xuqing, you sent this kind of scoundrel to scheme against us? Forget it! At least send
a few tough guys, it'll be more satisfying to kill them!"

That day, Xiao Murong caught up with the people
of Xiao Chengyue initially didn't believe it, but later she found the members of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect led by Eunuch Wu. Murong Xiu captured
them and questioned them one by one. Eunuch Wu revealed the truth, and Xiao Chengyue realized that she had been tricked by Han Xuqing. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she
rushed back to the capital with the others. When she saw Bai Chaoran lying on the ground and Han Xuqing and Xiang Yang locked in fierce combat, she couldn't help but
shout angrily , "Han Xuqing, you really... Bah, I was actually tricked into killing... killing..." When she saw Zhao Wanyan
standing in the distance, she was even more speechless.

At this point, Han Xuqing was filled with anxiety. He had finally found all ten pieces of the Silk Stain, and was just waiting
to unravel its secrets. After years of painstaking effort, he would have achieved his goal. But unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred, and looking around
, he found himself almost completely isolated and helpless. At this moment, Xiang Yang was still locked in combat, Huang Zhonggui and Murong Xiu were positioned in front and behind
, and Xiao Chengyue could no longer help him. Was he really going to fail, and all his plans would turn into nothing
?

At this critical juncture, Han Xuqing could no longer maintain his composure. His eyes flashed with ferocity,
and he shouted , "No one can stop me!" He unleashed a fierce move from the Imperial Seal Palm, slightly hindering Xiang Yang, and tried
to break through the encirclement. Huang Zhonggui swung his blade horizontally, and Han Xuqing casually parried, only managing to deflect thirty percent of the force. The remaining force of the blade
still grazed his left shoulder, instantly tearing his skin and causing blood to spurt out.

Han Xuqing endured the pain of the blow, but managed to buy himself a moment to escape, fleeing at full speed. Xiang
Yang was about to give chase when he heard a loud whooshing sound behind him. The Lin brothers' hidden arrows flew from mid-air, blocking his
path from both sides. Xiang Yang unleashed his Thunder Palm, effortlessly deflecting the arrows, but in this brief delay, Han Xuqing had already used his superb lightness skill
to escape into the alleyways, disappearing without a trace.

Chapter 208

Now that he had regained the power of "Heavenly Thunder Without Recklessness," how could Xiang Yang allow Han Xuqing to escape so easily? Suddenly, he
roared angrily , about to give chase along Han Xuqing's path, when suddenly someone shouted, "Young Master Xiang, go south!
That scoundrel Han Xuqing has gone around!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that Madam Shi was already standing high on the eaves of the Bai Mansion, pointing south, leading out Han
Xuqing's path. Xiang Yang shouted, "Thank you!" and with lightning speed, he rushed off. Xiao Chengyue
, feeling ashamed and resentful that Han Xuqing had deliberately deceived her, also gave chase. The third to follow was a dazzling
golden light, which flashed past Xiang and Xiao like a water snake – it was Han Feng.

Wen Yuan heard the sound of the wind like the flapping of a bird's wings, knowing that no one else besides Han Feng
possessed such mastery of the Cloud Soaring Lightness Skill. He was startled: "Miss Han has suffered misfortune; she must be seeking a life-or-death struggle with Han Xuqing. But if she
gets separated first , how can she be a match for Han Xuqing?" He tried to shout, but it was too late.

At this moment, a commotion arose from all sides. The fierce battle at the Bai residence had already alerted the authorities. Han Xuqing's
accomplices, who had been positioned around the area, had all fled, and no one was stopping the soldiers from investigating. The Lin brothers, Xiutang and Xiudi, who had helped Han Xuqing escape,
now also wanted to retreat and hurriedly tried to leave. Shi Niangzi shouted, "Hey, you two, wait!"

With a few swishes, a volley of flying stones shot out in two directions. Without turning their heads, the Lin brothers unleashed a flurry of hidden arrows,
their sharp points colliding and falling like raindrops.

Yang Xiaojuan leaped onto the wall, calling out, "Big sister, I'll help you!"
She unleashed a barrage of projectiles, a rapid-fire barrage of bullets raining down on Lin Xiudi. Lin Xiudi abruptly turned, his arms flailing
, unleashing a volley of hidden arrows, not missing a single one.

For a moment, arrows, projectiles, and flying stones filled the air, the battle intense and close. Both sides moved
with incredible speed, the air thick with the aura of locusts, countless projectiles raining down. Suddenly, a torrent of projectiles
surged through the air; the Lin brothers had run out of arrows after the long battle.

The brothers simultaneously turned and dodged, the barrage of sniper fire from behind missing its mark, only to find themselves facing a...
A flash of light appeared, and there stood Murong Xiu, sword in hand, blocking their path. The two, entangled by Shi Niangzi and Yang Xiaojuan for a moment, had already lost their chance
to escape .

Lin Xiutang cried out, "Brother, let's fight to the death today!" Lin Xiudi replied, "Exactly!"

The brothers joined forces, all four palms striking Murong Xiu simultaneously.

Murong Xiu's martial arts were superb; he had focused on healing his injuries for days, and the wounds from the battle in the capital were no longer a problem.
His power was now formidable; even Eunuch Wu had died under his sword. Why would he fear two more? He immediately sneered three times,
saying, "Fine, I'll kill two more!" He unleashed the "Thirty-Character Sword" of the Great Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, a sword light
violently separating the two. Following this, he slashed and slashed horizontally, the light and flames blazing, the fierce sword wind tearing through the wind and clouds forcing the two
into perilous situations. In the blink of an eye, they were both dead. Little Murong rushed forward, shouting, "Brother, slow down! These
two can't be killed, they must be captured alive!"

Murong Xiu glared at him, saying, "Can't be killed?" His swordsmanship faltered slightly, and the Lin brothers barely managed to catch
their breath before Hua Xuan and Shi Niangzi, who had followed, subdued them. Little Murong shook his finger and laughed,
"Of course not. If Young Master Xiang and the others don't catch Han Xuqing, we'll have to ask them where to look for
him!"

Murong Xiu glared, sheathed his sword with a clang, and said, "Fine!"

After this battle, Wen Yuan and the others had broken ties with Han Xuqing. To avoid entanglement with the authorities, they
immediately left the capital. Fortunately, Bai Song had many connections in the capital, so handling the aftermath was not difficult. Huang Zhonggui had already vanished
, and the women of the Yunxiao Sect wanted to find Han Feng, while Mu Yanding wanted to stay in the capital and did not accompany them. So Wen Yuan, along with Zi Yuan,
Xiao Murong , and Hua Xuan, protected Zhao Wanyan and the injured Ren Jianqing, while Murong Xiu guarded the Lin brothers
. They left the capital with the women of Jin Guo Zhuang, first arriving at Jin Guo Zhuang to recuperate. Wen Yuan then asked Bai Song for help,
instructing him to tell Xiang Yang to meet them at Jin Guo Zhuang if he returned. Bai Song readily agreed.

Upon arriving at Jin Guo Zhuang, everyone asked about Ling Yunxia's abduction. Ling Yunxia simply blushed and remained silent
, clearly ashamed. Finally, Madam Shi explained everything: "This time we've finally figured it out.
The members of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect who attacked us that day were all commanded by Eunuch Wu of the Eastern Depot. He's also in cahoots with Han Xuqing."

Wen Yuan frowned and said, "He has quite a few cronies."

Madam Shi said, "Han Xuqing has put in a lot of effort for this Ten Scenery Silk.
He has people in the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, the Eastern Depot, the Jingwei Prince's Mansion, and even the Oirat Mongols. Not to mention the righteous and evil factions in Yunnan. The Heavenly
Mansion Divine Blade and the Dianling Sect are all under his command. His power is considerable. Fortunately, most of his supporters have been eliminated.
Now we're just waiting for Brother Xiang to return before making any further plans."

However, there was no news of Xiang Yang for several days. On the tenth day,
a heavy black cloth package was suddenly delivered to the gate of the Women's Manor. The guards presented it to Madam Shi, who sensed something was amiss.
She took a sword and untied the knot in the cloth. The package was untied, revealing a severed head with bulging eyes
.

The female guard beside her screamed in shock, utterly horrified. Madam Shi, however, remained calm and laughed, "Don't be afraid. Who
hasn't seen a head before?" Upon closer inspection, she saw that beneath the disheveled hair was
the severed head of "Heavenly Divine Blade" Xiao Chengyue.

Madam Shi's face darkened, and she sighed, "The chivalrous Xiao Chengyue lived a life of righteousness, all ruined by Han Xuqing."

She turned and ordered, "Please invite Young Master Wen, Miss Murong, and the others over."

Soon, everyone arrived at the hall, and upon seeing Xiao Chengyue's head, they were all astonished. Zhao Wanyan
looked bewildered, seemingly overwhelmed with mixed feelings. She sighed deeply and said, "This...this wasn't done by Brother Xiang, was it?" Shi
Niangzi said, "It probably wasn't. If Brother Xiang were to do it, he wouldn't send someone's head here, nor would he show himself.
"

Little Murong pursed his lips and said softly, "He went to chase Han Xuqing, but they killed him. His
martial arts are truly formidable; to kill him, Han Xuqing would probably have to do it himself. It seems that Young Master Xiang failed to catch him,
but instead, he turned around and killed someone!" Murong Xiu sneered a few times and said, "Very well, this old thief really has guts, even
sending someone to deliver this head. Who does he think he's scaring?"

Yang Xiaojuan exclaimed, "Oh dear! Young Master Xiang, he...he couldn't have also encountered something..." But thinking of
Zhao Wanyan beside her, she quickly stopped talking. Wen Yuan said, "Pei Hanying and Bai Chaoran have both been destroyed.
Among Han Xuqing's accomplices, there shouldn't be any more experts like him. With Senior Brother's martial arts, if he only has to deal with Han Xuqing, there should
n't be any problems."

Xiao Murong said, "That's true, but Han Xuqing is cunning and treacherous. If he has even a little time
to recover , he'll be difficult to deal with. I think... we should go find him. We can't just wait for Young Master Xiang to return."

Hua Xuan said, "But how should we find him?" Xiao Murong smiled and said, "Of course, we should focus on those twin
brothers."

Hua Xuan frowned and said, "Should we interrogate them? This... this is a bit..." His expression showed reluctance
. Lady Shi, discerning their expressions, smiled and said, "Miss Murong must have a clever way to get them to talk. I'll have to
trouble you then."

Little Murong blinked and smiled, "I'm not sure. If it doesn't work, let my elder brother try.
"

Wen Yuan thought to himself, "If Brother Murong makes a move, his methods will definitely involve threats and intimidation, leaving no stone unturned." He secretly tugged at
Little Murong's sleeve and asked, "How do you plan to get information out of them?" Little Murong smiled and said, "I'll adapt to the situation. Hmm, I
'll go prepare first."

After the Lin brothers were captured and brought to Jin Guo Manor, they were imprisoned in a stone chamber,
their hands and feet , forced to sit on the ground, unable to escape.

These two brothers, having encountered a master in their youth, learned the exquisite skills of throwing hidden arrows and darts. They also honed
their archery skills on horseback in the borderlands. They were noticed by a subordinate of Han Xuqing in the Oirat army,
who, after reporting back to Han, tried to recruit them into Han's faction. Together they infiltrated the Oirat army, and soon, due to their exceptional archery skills, they were both
promoted to bodyguards by Esen.

Grateful for Han Xuqing's patronage, they served him with utmost loyalty. Now, their lives hung in the balance, yet they remained proud and fearless
.

As soon as Xiao Murong entered the stone chamber, he saw their gazes simultaneously fixed on him, and then he looked away. She
walked forward and said, "Generals, why are you ignoring us?"

The two brothers looked at her together and said, "What generals?" Little Murong said, "You are both
generals under Esen, aren't you generals?" Lin Xiutang said, "We are guards, not generals."

Lin Xiudi said, "We are only serving as guards because we are ordered to do so, not because we want to be."
Little Murong laughed and said, "Alright, then we won't call you generals." She glanced at the two of them with her bright eyes and said, "You..."
"...Do you want to leave here?"

Lin Xiutang cried out, "Of course I do! But you have ulterior motives, how could you let us go?" Lin Xiudi said,
"That day you were the one shouting to capture us brothers alive, wasn't it to force us to talk about Mr. Han?" Lin Xiutang
said, "In terms of martial arts, we brothers have lost, but we still know our principles and would never betray Mr. Han
." Lin Xiudi said, "Use whatever threats or inducements you have! The two Murong brothers are
treacherous ruthless, committing all kinds of evil. We have long admired your names and are willing to learn from you." He spoke aggressively, his face unchanged.

Little Murong laughed, "Oh dear, I just asked a question casually, and you've already made such a bad impression on me.
You two mouths sound like one person talking. I won't argue with you." As he spoke, he walked up to Lin Xiutang
, bent down, and stared at him with a half-smile, but said nothing.

Lin Xiutang looked back and couldn't help but swallow hard. When Xiao Murong first entered
, neither of them noticed anything amiss. But as she bent over, Lin Xiutang felt her clothes seemed a little loose,
the bodice subtly open, revealing a peach-colored embroidered bra that barely concealed her
round, tender breasts.

Instantly, Lin Xiutang felt a tightness in his crotch and became aroused. Xiao Murong suddenly smiled at him and said
sweetly , "What are you thinking about?" Lin Xiutang's face flushed red, and he turned his head away angrily. Xiao Murong
glanced at Lin Xiudi, who also immediately turned his head away, but his expression remained calm, as he couldn't see into Xiao Murong's
bodice from him.

Xiao Murong chuckled and turned around, squatting down between the two brothers. She smiled at Lin Xiutang and said, "Hey,
what's wrong with you here?" She pointed to his crotch, and Lin Xiutang quickly shrank back, afraid she
'd touched sensitive area, yelling, "You—you get away from me!" Inadvertently, he noticed that Xiao Murong's collar seemed to
be slightly open again, and his eyes darted around furtively, stealing glances.

Xiao Murong pretended not to notice, but secretly chuckled, "Just as I thought. They're embarrassed even like this?
I think they're even more naive than the Hua family girls!"

Before coming here, Xiao Murong had deliberately changed her clothes, intentionally seducing the two brothers to observe their reactions. She
recalled when the two brothers attacked Yu Qian's residence; when they saw Liu Yunqing's torn clothes, their eyes were fixed on her
, but they didn't seem to be lustful; instead, their expression was rather awkward. She guessed that the two young men were rather clueless about matters of
love and intimacy she naturally decided to tease them from that angle. She thought, "That old Kang patriarch really messed with me last time
, so this time you're the ones who are unlucky. I'll get my share too." With this mischievous thought, Little Murong
was immediately overjoyed. Whether she could find out where the Han faction was hiding was secondary; she was determined to thoroughly
torment .

She glanced at Lin Xiutang's noticeably bulging crotch, feeling a slight blush. She thought to herself, "Wenyuan, I
'm just teasing them, not trying to cuckold you. Who told you… who told you to be
so exhausted helping your senior brother and not even come to see me…" Thinking this, she reached out and unbuckled Lin Xiutang's belt. Lin Xiutang
cried out, "Hey, you... what do you want?" Lin Xiudi, blocked by Xiao Murong's back, couldn't see
what she was doing, but it wasn't good. He also yelled, "Stop! Damn it, if you dare hurt my brother
, I'll never forgive you!"

Xiao Murong turned around and smiled, "Don't rush, don't rush, you too." She turned around and unbuckled Lin Xiudi's
belt .

Lin Xiudi was shocked and was about to curse, but then he saw Xiao Murong's breasts half-exposed
. He was immediately at a loss, just like his brother, and his lower body suddenly throbbed. In a moment, both brothers had Xiao Murong's pants pulled down,
and two identical treasures stood erect, facing Xiao Murong.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Murong blushed, thinking to herself, "They really are twins
, identical in every way."

She glanced around and saw the two boys looking at her with surprise and doubt, then smiled and said, "What's wrong? Afraid to
show me? Fine, I'll show you too."

She reached for her chest, as if to pull open her clothes, but then stopped. The Lin brothers' eyes were wide open
, their breaths held, their lower bodies erect to their peak, a few drops of clear fluid already seeping out. Xiao Murong, however, pulled her clothes
back up and laughed, "I won't show you."

The two brothers simultaneously showed disappointment, their two "treasures" drooping, seemingly about to fall.

Suddenly, Xiao Murong leaned down, grasped Lin Xiutang's penis with her right hand, and said softly, "No, no
, how can you fall down?" She gently pushed back the thin foreskin covering the glans with her jade-like fingers and
breathed softly on it.

With this teasing from Xiao Murong, Lin Xiutang's blood rushed through his veins, his lower body suddenly hardened, and he cried
out. Xiao Murong played with the treasure a few times, his fingers pressing hard on its sensitive spots. In just a few strokes
, Lin Xiutang gritted his teeth, crying out repeatedly, "Ah, ah, you...you..."

Speaking of playing with treasures, Xiao Murong was already quite skilled. This time, he played slowly and deliberately,
using only one hand, yet he had already forced Lin Xiutang to lose control. His legs suddenly broke out in a sweat, and
he was about to ejaculate. Lin Xiudi was quite shocked to see his brother's dazed expression and shouted angrily, "Don't hurt my brother!" Xiao Murong turned his head and laughed
, "Alright, I'll do it with you too." He reached out with his left hand and grasped Lin Xiudi's penis as well. In a moment
, Lin Xiudi was also manipulated until his lower body was numb and sore, and he could only grit his teeth and endure it. Xiao Murong held a rod in each hand,
stroking them one by one, a hint of shyness creeping onto her face. She thought, "Hmph, you're lucky. If it weren't for the fact that
I actually craving it..." She glanced furtively to either side, only to
see the two men panting heavily, their eyes fixed on her body.

The Lin brothers were extremely close, and a little foolish. They shared everything, even
agreeing at the same time. However, finding lovers simultaneously was no easy feat, leaving both brothers
virgins. Full of youthful vigor, under Xiao Murong's delicate hands, and with her beautiful face
and alluring figure, even the strongest willpower couldn't resist.

Suddenly, they cried out in unison. Xiao Murong felt a tightening in her hands, her heart pounding: "
They ... they're about to come!" Seizing the moment of their peak pleasure, she rapidly stroking them,
sending the Lin brothers soaring to heaven. Two loud shouts rang out, and two thick streams of milky-white semen
gushed out, sputtering and spraying, most of it landing on Xiao Murong's silk skirt, slowly flowing down.

Xiao Murong felt her heart pounding wildly, a mixture of shyness and excitement, along with a touch of guilt, thinking to herself, "This..."
"Didn't I do something wrong to him?" Seeing the two brothers' dazed and confused expressions, Xiao Murong felt quite smug and
laughed "How was it? Did you feel comfortable?" She released her grip, and her two penises slowly drooped, the tips still glistening with
residual semen.

The Lin brothers lowered their heads and panted, seemingly exhausted for a moment.

Xiao Murong's eyes darted around, and she suddenly lifted her skirt, exclaiming, "Look what you've done! Ah, my
skirt ... it's unsightly!" She looked at the thick white fluid on it, quite annoyed. Hearing
her coquettish outburst, the Lin brothers looked up together, only to see a pair of fair and tender legs beneath the hem of her skirt. Their eyes widened involuntarily,
and they unconsciously lowered their bodies while raising their heads. Before they could even catch a glimpse of spring, Little Murong had already
put down her skirt and laughed, "Still trying to peek?" Lin Xiutang stammered, "I didn't." Lin Xiudi,
equally flustered, said, "Me neither."

Little Murong laughed, "Well, it's not like I can't let you see..." Upon hearing this, the two brothers'
eyes immediately lit up.

Little Murong blinked and said sweetly, "But there are some things I want to know... You absolutely
refuse to tell me, so I don't want to show them to you either."

Lin Xiutang said proudly, "Is that so? That's fine then. You... you are very beautiful, but there
are many beauties , and you're not the only one."

Lin Xiudi said, "That's right, there will be plenty of opportunities to see beauties in the future, but we brothers are not
people who disregard our principles."

Little Murong smiled and said, "Oh, I didn't say I wanted to ask anything. It's best if you don't want to see them.
After all, there are many people more beautiful than me. But it's hard to say whether you can leave this place;
after , I'm afraid you can't decide whether anyone else will come. It seems you'll have to practice your virginity
skills more to make up for your regrets, otherwise, you'll die without ever having touched a woman, wouldn't that be tragic?" Upon hearing this,
the Lin brothers looked at each other, both feeling uneasy. Little Murong laughed, "You'd better think it over carefully. I need to go change
my clothes." Just as she was about to leave, she turned back and laughed, "This time you're not allowed to dirty my clothes."

The Lin brothers, hearing this, seemed to anticipate some erotic treatment, and their lower bodies stirred with excitement. Little Murong had already left
.

As soon as she left the stone chamber, Little Murong rushed back to her room, quickly taking off her soiled skirt. She secretly
stuck out her tongue, thinking, "Thank goodness, no one noticed." Looking at the stain on her skirt, she felt her breathing quicken slightly
. Reaching down to touch her genitals, she found them quite wet. Little Murong felt a pang of shame and quickly grabbed a new skirt
to change into , thinking, "I just wanted to tease them to vent, and I'm actually wet… If I really have to
show them… that won't do!"

As she walked back to the stone chamber, she pondered how to seduce the Lin brothers so that she wouldn't be taken advantage of
, and yet still force them to reveal everything. Having just teased them, Xiao Murong knew that "seduction" was definitely
effective, but she couldn't actually do it with them. Besides her skillful hands, she had to find another way to make the Lin brothers
feel like they were in heaven. As Xiao Murong walked, she lightly touched her cherry lips with her finger and thought to herself, "With my mouth? Hmm,
that seems like it could work..."

She briefly imagined the lewd scene of herself guiding two penises with her hands, licking them gently, yet unable to
take ... After imagining a few scenes, Xiao Murong's cheeks were already burning. She hurriedly shook her head and
sighed, "This won't do, this is still too much!"

Approaching the stone chamber door, Xiao Murong pondered for a moment, thinking, "Fortunately, they've never been with a woman before.
Just showing them a little bit should be enough to stimulate them. But how should I act this out..." As she
was thinking hard, she suddenly heard a soft panting behind the door, a woman's voice. Xiao Murong was startled by the sound: "
What, what's this?

This isn't their voice. Could it be that some girls from the Heroines' Manor have barged in?" She remembered that she hadn't put trousers on the two brothers before
leaving , and it would be extremely embarrassing if the women of the Heroines' Manor saw them.

She quietly pushed open the door a crack to peek into the room, and the scene before her was completely unexpected.

The Lin brothers each had a petite girl clinging to them, their clothes disheveled
. Xiao Murong was greatly astonished, thinking, "Who are these two girls? This...this back view looks so familiar."

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that both girls were dressed in green and their figures were extremely similar. Xiao Murong
suddenly realized: "Ah, it's those two Miss Lius from the Cloud Soaring Sect!"

Sure enough, when the girl carrying Lin Xiutang turned her head slightly, the face that came into Xiao Murong's view
was one of the "Jade in the Mirror." The other girl was naturally Liu Yunqing;
the two sisters were flushed, but their expressions were very excited.

Liu Hanbi gasped, "Yunqing...Yunqing, I'm...I'm wet down there..."

Liu Yunqing rubbed against Lin Xiudi, also panting, "I...I'm wet too...
What should I do? It's so wet...But...I didn't bring any other clothes..."

Liu Hanbi said, "I...I didn't have any either!" Liu Yunqing gasped, her voice like a sob:
"Then, then, then... what should we do?"

Little Murong was surprised to see the two women sneaking into Jin Guo Manor and even "attacking" the Lin brothers.
At the same time she secretly watched them without making a sound. Suddenly, she heard the two women worrying so much about this trivial matter, and she felt helpless.
She thought to herself, "What kind of brains do these two girls have?" Then, a thought suddenly came to her: "Why didn't they
go with the Yunxiao Sect? Why did they come here instead? But... it doesn't matter. I'll ask them slowly. Anyway,
they're already... already in this state. It shouldn't be too much for me to use them a little, right?"

Chapter 209

As for trickery and scheming, it was Little Murong's forte. Before long, she had come up with a plan. She immediately
pushed open the door and walked in, smiling, "Ladies, why did you come in by yourselves?"

Liu Hanbi and Liu Yunqing turned around in surprise. When they saw that it was Little Murong, they quickly jumped away from the Lin brothers and
rushed out in a panic. Little Murong immediately closed the door to block their way, laughing, "Don't go! I have something to say to
you ."

The Liu sisters exchanged glances, their expressions quite uneasy. Liu Hanbi straightened her clothes and said, "
Miss , we haven't done anything wrong." Liu Yunqing said, "Yes, yes, we just came to see them.
You...you won't be angry, will you?" Little Murong laughed, "Why would I be angry?" Then she lowered her voice and
whispered, "Come out first! I have something to ask you, and you must tell me the truth." With that, she took the
two sisters' arms and left the stone chamber.

The guards outside the gate, who had temporarily withdrawn at Xiao Murong's request, hadn't returned yet, leaving only the three women
talking outside the stone chamber.

Xiao Murong said, "Alright, why did you sneak into Jin Guo Zhuang? And what
happened ?"

The Liu sisters lowered their heads, both looking innocent. Liu Hanbi said, "We...we just wanted to
try it out." Liu Yunqing said, "Besides them, we couldn't find two other people who looked the same and
were that good-looking. Who else could we ask?" Xiao Murong was quite confused at first,
and frowned, saying, "Try? Try what? You..." Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. She remembered when she first met
the Yunxiao Sect, she had secretly seen Wen Yuan being asked to have sex by the Liu sisters. Although it ended with a kiss,
Xiao Murong had used it as an excuse to deliberately act coquettishly, which really frightened Wen Yuan.

She remembered that the two sisters were of one mind and would never allow only one of them to lose their virginity while the other had to wait for another opportunity
, which was how Wen Yuan was able to resolve this awkward situation. Could it be that they approached the Lin brothers for the same reason?
So she asked, "Do you...like them both?"

Liu Hanbi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well...they are quite good-looking, and their martial arts are quite good...
"

Liu Yunqing followed, "Although they bullied me before and even tore my clothes, I
've already sewed them up, it's not like I can't sew them back up..." The two sisters murmured a few words before saying in unison
, "Probably!"

The Liu sisters were naturally very curious. Having witnessed many of their senior sisters' feigned affections in the Yunxiao Sect, they were eager to try their hand at
such matters. Since meeting the Lin brothers, the two women had thought long and hard and felt that
since the brothers were like one person, it would be fair for each of them to choose one.

After the Lin brothers were captured, the Liu sisters followed them to Jin Guo Manor. One day, they secretly sneaked in
, and thanks to their excellent light-footed skills, they were undetected. Taking advantage of Xiao Murong's absence from the stone chamber, the two women quietly slipped
inside , only to find the Lin brothers naked from the waist down, their expressions blank, still lost in the afterglow of Xiao Murong's skillful touch
.

Upon seeing this, the two sisters were simultaneously shocked. Liu Yunqing covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh dear, why aren't you
wearing pants?" The Lin brothers were even more shocked than they were, but unfortunately, their hands and feet were constricted, leaving them with no way
to cover themselves .

Lin Xiutang said, "It's not that we didn't want to wear them, it's that they took them off." Lin Xiudi also said
, "You locked us up like this, how can you blame us for not putting our pants back on?" Liu Hanbi said, "What do you mean 'you' and '
we'? We didn't lock you up, we just came in."

Liu Yunqing said, "Hanbi, don't say anymore. Let's hurry up and start doing it,
what if someone comes later?" Liu Hanbi nodded and said, "Yes!" She seemed very excited and rushed forward to
hug Lin Xiutang, laughing, "It's good that you were locked up, so you won't run around."

Lin Xiutang exclaimed, "You... what are you doing?" She looked at her brother and saw that he was also being hugged by Liu Yunqing,
looking bewildered. The two sisters suddenly threw themselves into each other's arms, and the Lin brothers were flattered. Recalling
the methods of Little Murong earlier, their minds couldn't help but wander, and their lower bodies were quite aroused. Liu Hanbi immediately noticed and pointed at
Lin Xiutang 's genitals, exclaiming, "Ah, it'll get bigger!" Liu Yunqing shook Lin Xiudi's penis and
whispered, "Can it get bigger? How big should it be?"

The two brothers, greatly stimulated, exchanged glances and suddenly had the same
idea : finding twins as lovers would be a brilliant plan for the two brothers who shared everything.
Before this, they had even considered the idea of sharing a wife. The arrival of the Liu sisters was undoubtedly
a stroke of good fortune, and the brothers suddenly understood their purpose.

However, the four of them were utterly clueless about matters of love and intimacy.
Although their bodies were intimately close during their embrace, and desire naturally arose, the Liu sisters could only murmur softly,
hesitant to take the next step. Even after Xiao Murong returned, the four of them had not yet begun
their lovemaking .

After some subtle persuasion, Xiao Murong finally understood the situation and immediately smiled, "
I see, that's great! I'll give you some pointers, and I guarantee you'll have a great time, very relaxed
and enjoyable."

She thought to herself, "Since it's consensual, my helping you achieve your goal is just going with the flow,
not harming you."

Liu Yunqing exclaimed happily, "Really?" Xiao Murong nodded with a smile, then suddenly raised a finger and said, "
However, you must remember! I'll go in with you later, and you must follow my instructions without making any mistakes."

The Liu sisters nodded repeatedly and said in unison, "Okay!"

Lin Xiutang and Lin Xiudi, who had just been aroused by the Liu sisters, were now
being led away . They gritted their teeth, secretly cursing Xiao Murong for being cunning.

Lin Xiudi said, "Brother, that little Murong is deliberately keeping us in suspense!"

Lin Xiutang said resentfully, "Of course! What can we do? We're their prisoners
." Lin Xiudi sighed, "We finally had these twin sisters, and now... now... sigh
!"

Just then, the three women returned to the stone chamber. Hearing Lin Xiudi's sigh, little Murong laughed first, "
What ? You two don't know how lucky you are!"

The Lin brothers turned to look at each other, but before they could glare at each other, they were dumbfounded by the scene before them
. Liu Hanbi and Liu Yunqing had only been disheveled when they left, but when they returned, they had both taken off their outer garments, wearing
only delicate and cute little bodices, also in emerald green, which made their skin look delicate and dewy. The two sisters were already
petite, and the bodices were even more exquisite, barely covering their lower bodies, with the soft, fragrant grass between their thighs almost
spilling out .

The two sisters, shy and hesitant, approached the Lin brothers, only to be
greeted by their erect penises. Liu Yunqing whispered to Liu Hanbi, "Look, they're really hard down there
. Just now, Miss Murong said… what does that mean?" Liu Hanbi whispered, "It seems… it seems
she meant that it means they also want it… I think I'm right!"

Before bringing them in, young Murong, to ensure the two women were completely ignorant about men, had given them a thorough lecture
, briefly explaining the process of men and women consummating their relationship, but embellishing the more suggestive parts, making the two…
The innocent young girl, as pure as a blank sheet of paper, was dumbfounded. Little Murong didn't care about the long-term consequences for them
; he only wanted to arouse the two sisters' desires, and even coaxed them to remove their outer garments to facilitate their actions. Sure enough, once they
were in front of the Lin brothers, the two goddesses' demeanor was completely different; their expressions were shy, and their clothing was even more alluring, immediately igniting the
brothers' lust.

Seeing the Lin brothers' enthusiastic reaction, Little Murong gently nudged the Liu sisters, laughing, "Do as I just taught you
, go!"

Thus, two wonderful scenes unfolded simultaneously in the stone chamber. Liu Hanbi bent down and cupped Lin Xiudi's penis, licking it
tenderly , accompanied by gasps of breath—a truly lewd scene; Liu Yunqing, on the other hand, lay on top of Lin Xiutang, their
lower bodies slowly rubbing together, her delicate clitoris rubbing back and forth against Lin Xiutang's penis, instantly making Liu Yunqing dazed
, occasionally letting out soft moans.

Although Lin Xiutang was a man, his face flushed red, and he began to pant as Liu Yunqing's body swayed
.

Lin Xiudi, feeling even more stimulated, made a few muffled "uh-uh" sounds and said with difficulty, "
I...I want it, I beg you..." Liu Hanbi moved the rod away from her lips, panting, "Okay...okay
...it's fine..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Yunqing groaned a few times and sat on Lin Xiutang's
waist, slowly inserting the rod into her tender hole. Her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, showing her effort,
and amidst her sweaty, panting breaths, there was a restless pleasure.

Seeing this, Liu Hanbi called out anxiously, "Yunqing, you...you...why did you start first
!" Not to be outdone, she followed suit, straddling Lin Xiudi, closing her eyes, and sitting down

on the erect rod . 　　Suddenly, Xiao Murong realized something was wrong and hurriedly cried out, "Ah, wait..." 　　Lin Xiudi and Liu Hanbi both cried out simultaneously, "Ah!" It turned out that Liu Hanbi had made a mistake; she hadn't aimed properly and had pressed the erect penis down onto Lin Xiudi's abdomen, almost making him go limp on the spot . Liu Hanbi hurriedly got up to help him up, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lin Xiudi's expression was strange; he shook his head sadly, his meaning unclear. Xiao Murong covered her mouth, secretly amused. 　　Fortunately, Lin Xiudi was young and strong, and the pressure hadn't diminished his virility. A moment later, Liu Hanbi tried again, and the moment they joined, she was forced to throw her head back and groan, crying out in a daze. Because the Lin brothers' hands and feet were bound , the Liu sisters controlled both sides, their slender waists swaying wildly, and the cries in the stone chamber truly rose and fell without ceasing. 　　Xiao Murong had initially just watched with a smile, but as she watched the two pairs of twins making their way with such skill, and seeing how the Liu sisters, though seemingly shy, were displaying such wantonness in their small bodies, she couldn't help but feel . She thought to herself, "They really have talent. They can be so... so wild on their first time ... Ah, they even twist their waists like that! This... this must be something they learned from their senior sister..." As she watched , Xiao Murong unconsciously swallowed, secretly squeezing one leg together. She felt a wet, cool sensation, and immediately felt a sense of loss, murmuring, "Wen Yuan, it's all your fault! I... I want it too..." 　　After watching for a while longer, Xiao Murong felt her chest heaving, and couldn't help but gasp for breath. She felt water droplets running down her thighs , and her long-dormant desire was stirring, making it unbearable. Seeing that Lin, Liu, and the other two were engrossed in their activities and presumably too preoccupied to pay attention, she secretly placed her hand on her private parts through her silk skirt, whispering, "Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan..." Her fingers lightly poked at her private parts through the skirt, a desperate attempt at self-soothing. 　　However, as Liu Hanbi and Lin Xiudi, and Liu Yunqing and Lin Xiutang became increasingly aroused, Xiao Murong's actions inevitably escalated. She tried her best to suppress her moans, but couldn't stop the rapid , which only fueled her pent-up desire. Several times , when Liu Hanbi or Liu Yunqing lost their senses and cried out, Xiao Murong almost cried out as well. Her misty eyes welled up with tears, but instead of tears, a large puddle of her uncontrollable love fluid dripped onto the floor beneath her skirt. 　　Suddenly, Lin Xiutang's voice trembled slightly as she let out a soft "Ah, ah," her whole body tensing abruptly. At the same time, Liu Yunqing leaned back, crying out in panic, "Something...something's coming out...ah, ah... ah!" 　　Her final cry seemed filled with shame yet also extreme pleasure. With a groan, she collapsed limply to the ground. Xiao Murong suddenly felt intensely hot, and, ashamed, hurriedly pressed her skirt, desperately trying to suppress the impending climax. Her body stiffened slightly, managing to calm the almost uncontrollable pleasure. She looked at the two who had finished first, panting heavily; their naked, sweaty bodies made her feel slightly dizzy. 　　Then, Lin Xiudi let out a few low moans, seemingly reaching his limit as well. Xiao Murong sensed something amiss, her cheeks burning, thinking, "It's...it's coming again..." Just as she thought this, Liu Hanbi's final moan struck Xiao Murong's mind once more. Xiao Murong's heart tightened, feeling her lower body muscles almost unable to obey her commands, her legs already weak and about to collapse on the spot... 　　At this moment, Liu Yunqing struggled to sit up, moving away from Lin Xiutang's body while panting, "So hot... really so hot, you shot out so much stuff..." As her honey hole and penis slowly separated , turbid and viscous fluid slowly flowed out, instantly pooling on the ground. Xiao Murong whispered, "There really is a lot , it's the second time already..." Looking at Liu Hanbi, she was also slowly getting up, panting softly, and her private parts were equally lewd, with semen and vaginal fluid mixed together, dripping like beads, uncontrollable. 　　To Xiao Murong, all of this reminded her of her various pleasures with Wen Yuan, undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire as her desire rose . Little Murong trembled, thinking, "No...no!" Unable to bear it any longer , she abandoned the Liu sisters, turned and left the stone chamber, hurrying to Wen Yuan's room. As soon as she entered, she called out, "Wen Yuan!" 　　Wen Yuan was sitting quietly in his room. Hearing Little Murong rush in, he was startled and asked, "What's wrong? Weren't you asking..." Before he could finish, Little Murong threw herself into his arms, embracing him and kissing him passionately. 　　Although Wen Yuan was completely bewildered by her sudden enthusiasm, he went along with it , kissing her gently for a while until she gently tilted her head back and whispered, "I ...I want!" 　　Wen Yuan smiled wryly, "What do you want?" Little Murong retorted, "You...you know perfectly well!" Chapter 210

Although Wen Yuan couldn't see the yearning in her expression, the kiss she gave him upon entering and
the heat of her body in his arms made him understand her needs. However, it was
puzzling how Xiao Murong, who was clearly questioning the Lin brothers, could suddenly be so aroused. He gently pushed her away and laughed, "You
haven't even , why are you acting like this?"

Xiao Murong leaned against Wen Yuan, softly saying, "I'll get them soon! You...you should
reward me first." Wen Yuan tapped her forehead with his finger and laughed, "You're right here, how can you get the answers
? Why are you asking for a reward for no reason?" Xiao Murong smiled smugly, "No..." "No rush, no rush. I'll get all the answers
when I get back." Wen Yuan asked curiously, "You seem quite confident, but where do
you get such assurance?" Little Murong's eyes darted around, and she smiled, "I helped those two brothers find a happy marriage.
I expect they'll be grateful and will tell me everything they know." Wen Yuan was puzzled and asked, "What
happy marriage?"

Little Murong then explained about the Liu sisters sneaking into the manor to meet the Lin brothers, and naturally also
mentioned the erotic scene she had orchestrated. Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan was both amused and exasperated, saying, "Aren't you just
playing matchmaker? Those two Miss Liu are naive and may not truly have feelings for that brother. You...you
mustn't ruin their lives." Little Murong laughed, "Two pairs of siblings, a match made in heaven, a perfect
union, clearly a wonderful marriage. I should consider myself to have done a good deed. If those two brothers
become friends with us because of this, it would be even more wonderful. We can ask them anything. But you're always so nosy!"

Wen Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "This is really reckless!" Suddenly, he felt a stimulation in his crotch, as
Little Murong his blood boil. He heard Little Murong's breathing quicken, and she leaned against him softly, coquettishly saying, "
I've said everything I needed to say, so...it's our turn now, isn't it?" With a slight teasing touch of her slender fingers, Wen Yuan's crotch
immediately hardened, and he reacted intensely.

Since Wen Yuan lost his sight, he could no longer appreciate beauty, and the stimulation he received from his three lovers had
diminished . Furthermore, due to the exposure of Han Xuqing's true nature, Wen Yuan had no interest in pleasure, spending most of his days in silence
and rarely laughing.

Although Zi Yuan shared his burdens, it wasn't enough to completely alleviate his worries. Xiao Murong, however
, was always cheerful and rarely looked troubled. Now, she was even more passionately teasing him, seemingly unconcerned about the recent troubles
. However, while Wen Yuan couldn't see Xiao Murong's expression, he seemed to hear
a faint unease, tension, even fear, beating beneath her soft, warm breasts.

Moreover, with his keen senses, Wen Yuan felt a profound
unease hidden within Xiao Murong, a feeling intertwined with her seductive actions, as if they were attempts to dispel
that unease. Wen Yuan was stunned, feeling the delicate body pressed against him tremble slightly. He
suddenly realized

, "Xiao Yin is worried about... me!" Wen Yuan instantly understood that Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, and Hua Xuan were all entangled in his thoughts
, inseparable. Xiao Murong was not truly carefree; her greatest worry was that he
wouldn't be able to depressed by the many troubles within their sect. Her current displays of affection weren't to
relieve her own desires, but for him, trying to encourage him.

These realizations flashed through Wen Yuan's mind in an instant. But now, receiving Xiao Murong's
caresses couldn't help but feel grateful, thinking, "Xiao Yin has done so much for me; if I were to cause her worry
, wouldn't I be punished by heaven? Han Feizi said, 'There is a reason for frowning, and a reason for laughing,' how true. I should also
cheer up and not let her worry!" Thinking of this

, Wen Yuan felt a surge of joy and couldn't let Xiao Murong's kindness go to waste. He embraced her and
said softly, "Xiao Yin, thank you." Xiao Murong was slightly taken aback and said, "Ah, what?"
Wen Yuan gently kissed her ear and smiled, "It's nothing. Let me repay your kindness."
In return, he also reached down to Xiao Murong's lower body. Even if you couldn't see it, it wasn't hard to find; it was the wetter spot
.

As Wen Yuan touched that moist secret place and gently poked it with his fingers, he heard Xiao Murong tremble and
moan softly. Her anxious heartbeat suddenly disappeared.

Ever since Xiao Murong went to try and get information from the Lin brothers, Hua Xuan had been restless, hoping that Xiao Murong
would come out with good news soon, while also wondering what methods she would use to get the Lin brothers to reveal Han Xuqing
's lair.

She paced back and forth in her room, worried about her senior brother Xiang Yang's safety, her mind racing with anxious thoughts,
unable to find peace.

Seeing her restlessness, Zi Yuan gently said, "Xuan-mei, you don't need to be so anxious. Just wait for
Yin-mei to come out and explain." Hua Xuan looked helpless, nodding in agreement, but still pacing
back and forth, muttering, "Why isn't Sister Murong hurrying up? It's been quite a while..."

Just then, some strange sounds came from the next room, seemingly mixed with a young girl's moans, sounding
rather ambiguous. Although the sounds were faint, Hua Xuan's keen hearing allowed her to hear them clearly. Startled, she saw
Zi Yuan acting as if nothing had happened and didn't hear anything, thinking, "That's Senior Brother Wen's room next door, what's going on?"
Suspicious , she dashed out. Zi Yuan was slightly taken aback and said, "Xuan-mei, what's wrong?"

Hua Xuan ran to Wen Yuan's room and listened intently. The sounds of a man and woman panting and colliding filled the room,
interspersed with soft, lingering moans. Among them came the delicate, lingering cries of young Murong: "A little more, a little more... Ah,
so good ... Ah..."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xuan's face flushed crimson. Suddenly, a surge of urgency coursed through her, and without thinking, she opened the door and
cried out, "Sister Murong!"

As the passion in the room reached its peak, young Murong, wearing only a tube top, lay weakly on a sandalwood table
. Wen Yuan caressed her buttocks from behind, his belt already loosened, and began to thrust deeply and slowly. Little Murong, panting and sweating,
had a blissful expression on her delicate face. Seeing Hua Xuan enter, she only blushed slightly, gasping,
"Sister, you… ah… close the door…" Hua Xuan quickly entered the room, slamming the door shut.
Her eyes wide face flushed, she asked, "Sister Murong, weren't you… weren't you going to ask questions?
Why… are you here again?"

Little Murong was completely intoxicated by Wen Yuan's advances, experiencing ecstasy, and had no time to explain. She

only stammered, "I… I asked… that's why I couldn't take it… ah…"
She lowered her head, resting it against the table, her voice becoming even more delicate: "Ah, ah ah..." but all that remained were excited
moans, unable to answer Hua Xuan's question.

Hua Xuan turned to look at Wen Yuan, urgently saying, "Senior Brother Wen! You...you too!" Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback
, saying, "What about me?" Hua Xuan's face flushed, and she whispered, "You...you secretly with Sister Murong
..." Wen Yuan smiled bitterly, "It wasn't me who was sneaking around, it was your Sister Murong who was in a hurry." He reached out and
stroked Murong's chest for a while, laughing, "You still don't know how she tricks people into talking, you really deserve to be punished
!" As he spoke, he thrust vigorously for a while, and a series of slippery water sounds rang out, and water droplets fell from where the two were tightly joined
, love juice gushing out incessantly.

Little Murong swayed back and forth with Wen Yuan's thrusts, her hair disheveled, seemingly lost in thought. Her expression was a mixture of
satisfaction , her fair face flushed crimson, her moist lips panting softly. Hearing Wen Yuan's
teasing, she felt immersed in immense happiness, thinking, "If only he could be happy,
that 's what I like... um..." Suddenly, she trembled all over, as Wen Yuan penetrated deep inside her,
touching her most sensitive spot. Little Murong couldn't help but groan loudly, extremely excited, feeling her whole body go limp
, as if her soul was about to scatter in all directions.

Wen Yuan suddenly felt Little Murong's lower body tighten, tightly gripping his jade stem, and he couldn't help but react as well. He wanted
to release all his energy, thrusting even more vigorously, almost making Little Murong breathless. In a moment,
Little Murong could no longer control herself, her moans becoming disordered, like a series of rapid, delicate sobs.

Seeing this scene, Hua Xuan couldn't help but feel a little shaken. Her legs unconsciously pressed together, and it seemed that
they were already a little wet. She swallowed and quietly moved closer, whispering, "Wen... Senior Brother Wen
..." Wen Yuan responded, "Hmm?" without pausing his movements. Hua Xuan touched her cheek, blushing, and said,
"After you and Sister Murong... are done... can I... can I have one too?"

Wen Yuan listened intently, seemingly sensing Hua Xuan's heart fluttering with intense desire
. He
couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "You won't even let your senior brother rest for a bit, so impatient?" Hua Xuan felt deeply ashamed, but because she hadn't been able to be intimate with Wen Yuan for so long, she wasn't willing to miss the opportunity and still stammered, "But I... I
really want it."

Just then, little Murong's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, letting out a few low moans. Her expression
momentarily revealed a blissful ecstasy, and her beautiful limbs slowly softened from the tension of peak excitement. Wen Yuan
sighed softly and laughed, "So tiring!" He slowly withdrew his treasure, the tip still retaining traces of semen.

Little Murong lay on the table, breathing heavily, and mumbled, "I...I'm
dying...So good, so good..." Wen Yuan scooped her up in his arms and laughed, "You should rest now, or you won't
be able to stand up later, how will you face anyone?" He carried her to the bed and was about to cover her with a blanket
. Unexpectedly, Little Murong grabbed Wen Yuan's hand, her strength waning, her expression one of bliss, and said sweetly, "I don't want
to rest, I...I want one more time, one more time."

Hua Xuan rushed forward, grabbing Wen Yuan first, and exclaimed hastily, "No, it's my turn
now!"

Little Murong blinked, smiling at Wen Yuan, and said softly, "Hey, you...how many more times can you do it
? Why not invite Sister Ziyuan along too, make it even more lively, wouldn't that be great?"

Wen Yuan... She patted Hua Xuan's head lightly and laughed, "Do you really want to exhaust me? It's not fair to win with so many against so few
."

She then gently hugged Hua Xuan and said, "Junior sister, we can't play around anymore. We still need to get
the information out of those two Lin brothers." Hua Xuan was unwilling to comply and said anxiously, "Ah? But... you've already done it with Sister
Murong , so why should I..."

Just as she was protesting, Hua Xuan suddenly felt a slight itch on her lower back. It was Wen Yuan quietly caressing her, and she couldn't help but feel
a surge of heat.

She heard Wen Yuan whisper in her ear, "Tonight, your senior brother will apologize to you... Hmm?"

Hua Xuan's heart pounded, and she suddenly felt extremely shy. She replied somewhat absentmindedly, "Hmm, okay...
okay then..." Wen Yuan smiled, kissed her lips, and said with a smile, "Junior sister is so good!" After getting
dressed , he went out of the room first.

Hua Xuan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly said to Xiao Murong, "Sister Murong, Senior Brother Wen seems to be in a much better mood,
doesn't he?"

Xiao Murong lay lazily on the bed, smiling, and said softly, "What do you think?" Hua Xuan gazed at
her and muttered to herself, "It seems you are much happier."

Half an hour later, Xiao Murong and Wen Yuan returned to the stone chamber to check on the situation. They saw disheveled
clothes scattered all over the floor, and the Lin brothers and Liu sisters were entangled in pairs, extremely affectionate. Xiao Murong, having
enjoyed her tender time with Wen Yuan, was satisfied and, seeing the four of them, had no other thoughts. She smiled and said, "Have you
four had your fun?"

The Lin brothers were startled when they saw Wen Yuan arrive and tried to cover the Liu sisters' naked bodies, but when they saw that
Wen Yuan's eyes were closed, they remembered that he had already lost his sight. Lin Xiutang held the girl tightly in his arms and said, "Miss Murong
, please feel free to ask whatever you want." Little Murong asked curiously, "Huh? What's wrong? I
didn't ask anything." Lin Xiudi said, "Even if you don't ask, we still have to tell you. We brothers will tell you as much as we know
about ."

Liu Hanbi looked back at Little Murong, her face still flushed with the shyness of after a night of passion, and said happily, "Miss Murong
, we have already told them everything about what kind of person Han Xuqing is." Liu Yunqing also said:
"Yes, yes, our Senior Sister Huyan was harmed terribly by him. He's a truly wicked person. They
didn't , but now that they do, how can they help him anymore?" Lin Xiutang said. "That's right! Our late father taught
us to prioritize righteousness in our conduct." Lin Xiudi said, "Han Xuqing is disloyal, unfilial, and unjust
. We were unknowingly aiding and abetting evil in the past, but now that we know the truth, we should cut ties with him. If
you want to deal with him, we should even lend a hand."

Little Murong laughed, "Very true, very true!" Her eyes darted around, and she secretly squeezed Wen Yuan's hand, quite
pleased with herself.

Wen Yuan smiled, "What you two Lin brothers say is correct, showing your profound understanding of righteousness. Han Xuqing has committed many evil deeds, and the whole
world condemn him. To have your help is a great virtue."

He thought to himself, "Do they really know what Han Xuqing has done? Their change of heart is so quick, it's clear they..."
The two Liu sisters were quite eloquent. An ancient saying goes, "A beautiful wife is like a spirit by your pillow; nine out of ten things discussed will be resolved,"
a truly insightful observation.

So the Lin brothers, along with the Liu sisters, dressed neatly and followed Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong to
the main hall of the Women's Manor.

Everyone was surprised to see Lin Xiutang, Lin Xiudi, Liu Hanbi, and Liu Yunqing so intimately acquainted, but the
four were oblivious, delighted to have found such wonderful companions.

Madam Shi took the lead, asking, "The two Lin brothers were originally under Han Xuqing's command, but now
they have abandoned their allegiance to the good. However, Young Master Xiang has been pursuing Han Xuqing for days and hasn't returned. In your opinion
, where has Han Xuqing gone to hide?"

The Lin brothers exchanged glances, pondering together. Lin Xiutang answered first, "Everyone knows that Han Xuqing originally lived in Cangshan,
Yunnan . Perhaps he has gone back to hide?" Shi Niangzi said, "His great undertaking has not yet been accomplished,
so he probably won't just turn back now. Doesn't he have a hideout in the capital area?" Lin Xiudi said, "We
usually live with the Oirat army and cannot leave without orders. If Han Xuqing hadn't sent someone over, we would
n't have been able to find him normally."

Hearing this, Murong Xiu snorted and muttered, "Isn't all this
useless? It's all nonsense."

Little Murong glared at him secretly, signaling his brother not to ruin things. Then Madam Shi asked, "When Han Xuqing
looks for you, is there a regular meeting place?"

Lin Xiutang replied, "Yes, there is. Whenever he wants to see us, we meet by a well on Shiwangfu Street
."

Lin Xiudi said, "That's right, the people in the city call that well the Sweet Water Well."

Madam Shi asked, "Only this one place?"

Lin Xiutang said, "The Sweet Water Well meeting is when he wants us to go to him. Normally, when he gives us orders, he
only sends someone to inform the Oirat camp."

Lin Xiudi said, "Han Xuqing's close confidants each have a meeting place, but we
don't ." After listening, Madam Shi pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, it's quite difficult to ascertain

the extent of Han Xuqing's influence in the capital area. "
"Yes. However, there is a feasible plan to find Han Xuqing's whereabouts, but
we need the two young masters of the Lin family to do us a favor."

The Lin brothers said in unison, "Please speak freely, Master Shi."

Madam Shi smiled and said, "This plan is very simple. Please return to the Oirat army and, when others
ask how you managed to escape unscathed, just say that you fought your way out. Han Xuqing's followers have suffered heavy losses and their power has greatly diminished
. Knowing that you have returned, they will definitely ask you to assign them tasks. In this way, you can take the opportunity to
find out Han Xuqing's movements and secretly report back to us. That will be a great success." Wen Yuan listened and
thought to , "So that's how it is. This is simply the method of using spies. Just send an 'insider'. Although it's simple
, it sounds quite practical." Upon hearing this

plan, the Lin brothers readily agreed, saying, "No problem, this matter will fall to us
brothers." Then, Little Murong laughed, "Master Shi's plan is indeed excellent, but allow me to add a
finishing touch ."

Pointing to the Liu sisters, she said, "Take both of you back with you, and say that
the Yunxiao Sect was chasing you but was captured. Han Xuqing will surely believe it. This way, the four of you
can secretly support each other, isn't that wonderful?"

Hearing this, the four of them were delighted and cheered in unison. Ziyuan, sensing the hidden meaning in Little Murong's words
, frowned slightly and whispered, "Yinmei, don't tease people so much, they don't know anything
!" Little Murong chuckled and whispered, "That's precisely why we have something to say!"

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