Crimson Lotus

Despite their resentment, the experts from various sects of the Crimson Blood Lotus Sect

were forced to lower their heads under the overwhelming pressure of their opponents. They vented their pent-up anger on the yellow earth, leaving only the red-robed elder's maniacal laughter echoing through the valley.

The laughter abruptly ceased, and silence fell.

A powerful voice suddenly rang out, shaking everyone's hearts: "Since my debut, Yan Wushuang has taken it upon myself to benefit the world, eliminating the useless and ushering in a golden age for martial arts. You insignificant ants have dared to obstruct my grand plan. Now I give you a choice: 'Those who submit to me prosper, those who defy me perish.' Those who submit will be forgiven, while those who rebel will be killed without mercy!"

The sect leaders exchanged glances, each revealing a bitter smile. Did they really have a choice?

When Yan Wushuang first entered the martial arts world, he used the banner of "restoring the nation" to indiscriminately slaughter people in the martial arts world, taking pleasure in drinking human blood. Both the righteous and the wicked in the martial arts world considered him their number one enemy. Various gangs had organized numerous ambushes, both overt and covert, but Yan Wushuang thwarted them all, killing everyone involved on the spot. In the "Star Gazing Tower" battle, he even gathered seventy-three of the world's top masters, only to annihilate them all with a flick of his wrist. From then on, all the sects were severely weakened, and the martial arts world was in its most desolate state in a century.

Today, Yan Wushuang has summoned the leaders of all the sects to settle things once and for all. Faced with this situation, everyone remained silent, unable to utter a sound.

"Old monk, then you should make a statement first!" Yan Wushuang said, pointing to Master Zhizhen, the head of Shaolin Temple.

Zhizhen stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and asked, "Amitabha, Benefactor Yan's martial arts are unparalleled. This old monk admits his

inferiority. May I ask what Benefactor intends to do after unifying the martial world?" "It's very simple. There is only one condition: all sects must be removed from the martial world from now on and will be uniformly called 'Wushuang Sect'. This old monk will be the first branch leader of the 'Monk's Brigade'!" As soon as Yan Wushuang said this, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Zhizhen raised his head, his eyes fixed intently on Yan Wushuang, and said, "Your actions must have a deeper meaning, please forgive my ignorance, but I cannot comprehend it. However, Shaolin's century-old reputation cannot be ruined in my hands. I am willing to die to repay your kindness!"

"Want to die?! Not so easy!" Yan Wushuang grinned maliciously, slapped Zhizhen from afar, and casually picked up a large rock and threw it at him. "Hehe, my 'Lingyun Valley' is still missing a guardian spirit. You'll stay here obediently as a tortoise!"

A flash of red light appeared on Zhizhen's face, and then his body went limp and collapsed to the ground. With a single palm strike from a distance, Yan Wushuang easily shattered Zhizhen's protective aura, destroying all his meridians. The boulder he threw landed squarely on the old monk, crushing the Shaolin abbot beneath him, leaving only his round, bald head exposed. Waves of blood gushed from Zhizhen's mouth, instantly staining the yellow earth before him red.

"Abbot..." the Shaolin disciples cried out in unison, rushing forward, only to see Yan Wushuang flick his sleeves, creating a sudden gust of wind that swept them backward, slamming them against the opposite mountain wall. "

Ignorant brat!" Yan Wushuang snorted, turning to the Emei Sect Leader, Abbess Dingqing, and asked, "Is your Emei Sect willing to submit to me?"

"This..." Having witnessed Yan Wushuang's divine skill firsthand, Dingqing had no choice but to consider the matter carefully.

But Yan Wushuang gave her no time to consider. With her hands outstretched, she parted them to the left and right, a hissing sound filling the air. The clothes of the dozen or so Emei female disciples behind Abbess Dingqing transformed into butterflies, exposing their fair, white bodies to the atmosphere. Pairs of round, jade-like breasts of varying sizes were displayed before everyone, and the dark, shaggy ground revealed glimpses of their private parts. The disciples screamed in shock, hastily covering their private parts, creating chaos.

Yan Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, coldly asking, "And this?"

"You!" Abbess Dingqing's eyes widened in fury, and she suddenly sprang to her feet. "I'll fight you to the death!"

Nine "Freezing Spells" shot out, swirling and circling around Yan Wushuang. The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the air seemed to freeze.

The Frost Sword, the treasure of Mount Emei, appeared in Ding Qing's hand. His expression was solemn, the sword pointing diagonally, the starting stance of the most devastating of Emei's three deadly moves, "Frosty Heaven and Frozen Earth," its chilling aura piercing Yan Wushuang.

Facing such a powerful attack, Yan Wushuang simply grabbed with his left hand, absorbing and crushing the talisman. Then, with a flick of his right hand, a wisp of black energy shot out, enveloping Ding Qing and forming a large black sphere that hovered in mid-air. No matter how much power Ding Qing gathered, he couldn't break free.

"You courted death, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yan Wushuang finished speaking and clenched his fist. The sphere shrank inward and then released with a deafening crash. Ding Qing's body turned to dust, scattering blood raining down. The mountain wind carried the pungent stench of blood throughout the valley.

If Yan Wushuang's skill in dealing with Zhizhen was considered normal, then what he just used was absolutely beyond everyone's comprehension. Looking at that demon-like figure, everyone felt a chill and found it difficult to resist.

"You... eh..." Yan Wushuang withdrew his fist with satisfaction, about to speak, when he suddenly stopped, looking towards the western horizon, muttering to himself thoughtfully, "Could it be her..."

Not long after, two white dots appeared in the western sky, growing larger and larger, like two shooting stars shooting towards them. In the blink of an eye, they reached the valley. Only then did everyone realize that they were actually two red-beaked white cranes, and on each crane stood a woman in white, her clothes fluttering, like celestial beings. Before the cranes

landed, the two women gracefully leaped down from dozens of feet in the air, landing in front of Yan Wushuang. The two women had curvaceous figures and long, jade-like legs, and were only slightly shorter than Yan Wushuang. The woman on the left was slightly older, her hair piled high in a bun, adorned with a gold hairpin shaped like a phoenix, wings outstretched as if about to take flight, lifelike. Her round face featured dark eyes and eyebrows, a straight nose, and cherry-red lips, seemingly open yet closed, exuding an air of solemn dignity.

The other woman was a beautiful young girl of seventeen or eighteen, with flowing hair, a delicate mouth and nose, and bright, sparkling eyes. Her dark pupils gazed curiously at the group of experts, revealing an innocent and playful expression. A slight upturn at the corners of her mouth framed her face with a radiant smile. Her fair skin was as soft and delicate as goose down, as if it would drip water at the slightest touch.

Two cranes cried out in unison, nodded in greeting to the two, then stretched their necks and soared into the clouds, disappearing from sight.

The beautiful woman slowly drew a long sword, gently stroking its blade, and asked, "Blood Demon, do you still recognize this sword?"

Yan Wushuang's pupils contracted, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and he nodded, saying, "The 'Purple Sun Sword,' one of the twin swords of the Shu Mountain Sect!" "Hehe, you really didn't die!"

Upon hearing Yan Wushuang's words, the elders present were overjoyed. Some even knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down their faces, and trembling as they exclaimed, "The Sword Immortal of Mount Shu is still alive! The people are saved..."

According to the old legends of the martial arts world, the Mount Shu Sword Sect is descended from a holy clan. Its successors rarely venture into the martial arts world, but whenever chaos reigns, its disciples always appear, upholding justice with their swords, turning the tide, and protecting the people from untold suffering. However, the last time the Sword Immortal of Mount Shu appeared was over a century ago, so those present only knew of it from their elders' descriptions and naturally regarded it as a legend. They never expected that at the most crucial moment, the legendary immortal would actually appear; no wonder they were so overwhelmed with emotion.

The beautiful woman pointed her sword at Yan Wushuang and said hatefully, "Back then, you used despicable means to kill members of my sect. If it weren't for my husband sacrificing himself to save us, the entire Shu Mountain lineage would have been destroyed by you. Today, I will seek justice for my fallen comrades!"

This woman was named Tang Yuefu, the seventeenth generation successor of the Shu Mountain Sect. Nine years ago, "Blood Demon" Yan Wushuang had just mastered his demonic arts. Looking around the world, he found that only the Shu Mountain Sect's "Heart-Connecting Sword" could counter his "Phantom Demonic Arts." Therefore, he poisoned the mountain spring, drugging and killing the Shu Mountain disciples one by one.

At the time, Tang Yuefu was pregnant and was traveling with her husband Nie Xiaofeng and daughter Nie Wanrong. On their way back, they encountered Yan Wushuang, but unfortunately, she was unable to fight and join forces with her husband to use the "Heart-to-Heart Sword Technique." To protect Tang Yuefu and her daughter, Nie Xiaofeng fought against Yan Wushuang. The two fought for hundreds of rounds, but ultimately, due to his slightly inferior strength, he was killed by Yan Wushuang with a single punch. Tang Yuefu, holding her daughter, jumped off a cliff and disappeared without a trace. Yan Wushuang originally thought that the two had long since perished, but unexpectedly, they reappeared in this place.

Tang Yuefu turned around and said to the crowd, "Please leave quickly, otherwise, if my daughter and I fight the Blood Demon, innocent people may be harmed!" "

Living Bodhisattva, we are willing to fight alongside you!" Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, the crowd shook off their previous dejection and bowed in unison.

"No, you've never practiced superior immortal arts, you can't help!"

"Then we'll cheer you on!" Several people stubbornly insisted.

Tang Yuefu clearly didn't want to get entangled with the crowd any longer. She frowned, then leaped into the air. The "Purple Sun Sword" flashed, the earth cracked and mountains shook, and a chasm more than twenty feet wide instantly appeared in front of the crowd, separating them far apart.

"Rong'er, set up the formation!" With her mother's command, the young girl Nie Wanrong took out an apricot-yellow command flag from her bosom, threw it into the air, and chanted incantations. The command flag split into two, two into four, four into eight... transforming into hundreds of small flags that flew out in all directions and "plop plop plop" stuck in the ground, surrounding the three of them in the center.

Yan Wushuang saw Tang Yuefu and her mother's divine skills, but he just chuckled coldly, retracting his fists into his sleeves, looking completely fearless. Back then, Yan Wushuang's cultivation was still shallow, so he naturally feared the Shu Mountain Sect. Now, having absorbed the essence of the blood of hundreds of masters, his "Phantom Demon Art" has reached its peak. Naturally, he wants to confront the renowned "Heart-Connecting Sword" head-on to prove that he is the number one in the world.

Seeing that the barrier was complete, Tang Yuefu activated her inner energy. The "Purple Sun Sword" became translucent, its three-foot sword light flashing and shrinking, and a sharp sword aura approached Yan Wushuang.

"Xiaofeng, watch me avenge you today!" As soon as Tang Yuefu finished speaking, a purple sword light tore through the air, spinning and shooting towards Yan Wushuang. When it was two feet away from Yan Wushuang, Tang Yuefu's left hand, which was in a flower-twisting gesture, suddenly bloomed. With a soft "pop," the sword light split in the middle, and hundreds of small swords swirled and circled around, covering Yan Wushuang from all directions like a net.

"A mere grain of rice dares to rival the sun and moon!" Yan Wushuang roared, his sleeves billowing out as layers of black energy surged forth, meeting the purple sword head-on. The sounds of clashing swords rang out continuously, and a rain of light suddenly erupted around Yan Wushuang, yet not a single purple sword could penetrate his protective aura.

Tang Yuefu was not surprised. She gestured to her daughter, and the "Purple Sun Sword" in her hand flew into the air. At the same time, Nie Wanrong spread her arms, and with a crisp "clang," the "Azure Moon Sword," one of the twin swords of Shu Mountain, was drawn from its sheath. It clashed with the "Purple Sun Sword" in mid-air, unleashing a burst of purple and azure light that dazzled the eye.

The Shu Mountain's "Purple and Azure Twin Swords" shone brightly, unleashing a series of dazzling sword lights that slashed down towards Yan Wushuang, accompanied by the faint sounds of wind and thunder. Yan Wushuang dared not be careless, unleashing a barrage of punches, slamming clusters of black energy towards the sword light. The onlookers saw black energy emanating from the area where the three stood, with soaring sword energy flying everywhere. The residual force of their attacks sent surrounding rocks and trees tumbling about, only to abruptly stop at the command flags previously placed by Nie Wanrong. The crowd then realized that the small flags were actually used as a barrier.

Just as the crowd felt grateful, the situation suddenly changed. Tang Yuefu and her daughter leaped into the air, their feet planted on the hilts of the "Purple and Green Twin Swords," becoming one with their swords, slicing through the black mist and striking Yan Wushuang with lightning speed.

With a roar, Yan Wushuang was pierced through by the "Purple and Green Twin Swords," which crashed into the ground with a resounding boom, creating a wave of mud and dust dozens of feet high that surged outwards.

The dust settled.

The crowd rubbed their eyes and looked closely, only to discover that Yan Wushuang had somehow managed to evade the divine sword just as it was about to strike. Tang Yuefu and her daughter had only just been pierced by the afterimage left by Yan Wushuang's rapid movement.

The two fairies now stood gracefully atop the sword, their white robes fluttering, their heroic figures radiant. Where the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" had been, a depression seven zhang in diameter had appeared, clearly caused by the earth-shattering blow.

"Hahahaha, mere sword techniques, nothing more than this! Today, I will ensure that the name 'Shushan' is forever eradicated from the martial world!" Yan Wushuang's ghostly figure emerged from the mountain shadows. Without any visible movement, a black aura rose behind him, blotting out the sky and engulfing the three figures in the blink of an eye.

All that could be seen was complete darkness, interspersed with glimpses of purple and blue light. Soon, everyone was drenched in sweat, as if they themselves were fighting Yan Wushuang. The Buddhist and Taoist practitioners chanted scriptures, praying for the two immortals of Shu Mountain, for they were the last hope of the martial world, and no one wanted them to be defeated.

Tang Yuefu and Nie Wanrong, trapped in their predicament, unleashed their "Purple and Blue Twin Swords," controlling their qi to attack Yan Wushuang. Taking advantage of the gaps in Yan Wushuang's engagement with the swords, the two women moved in close, striking him with fists, palms, fingers, and even daggers.

Facing the combined attack of the two swordsmen, Yan Wushuang neither retreated nor dodged. His fists materialized, using overwhelming force to deflect their attacks one by one. The more he fought, the more exhilarated he became. Suddenly, a long, dragon-like laugh ripped through the air. Two streams of black energy split from Yan Wushuang's body, colliding with the "Purple and Green Twin Swords." The two divine weapons spun and flew away, striking the stone wall with two clangs, most of their blades embedded in it.

Having landed a blow, Yan Wushuang pressed his advantage. He leaned forward, exhaled sharply, and unleashed a powerful punch at the two women from Shu Mountain. Tang Yuefu and her mother's expressions changed slightly. Each raised her palms, and four white pillars collided head-on with Yan Wushuang's fist force. The two women coughed up blood, unable to maintain their balance, and were sent flying backward.

"Hehe, you two have such delicate skin, don't get scratched, otherwise it'll be a real eyesore when I'm fucking you later!" Yan Wushuang teased Tang Yuefu and her daughter without restraint.

Tang Yuefu and her daughter retreated more than ten feet before regaining their footing. Both of them showed a look of horror on their faces. They originally thought that although the "Blood Demon" was powerful, it couldn't withstand the Shu Mountain Divine Sword. However, judging from the situation, it seemed that they had no choice but to use the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique".

The two wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, shook their arms, and actually rose into the air, standing side by side in the air. With a flick of their hands, the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" left the wall and returned to their owners' hands.

Yan Wushuang knew that the other party was about to use the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique", but he did not dare to be careless. He gathered his strength and waited attentively.

"Mother and daughter united, slaying demons and monsters!" With a sharp cry, Nie Wanrong followed the sword, circling her mother at high speed. In a moment, she disappeared from sight, leaving only a blue light enveloping Tang Yuefu.

"Seventh Form of the Heart-Connecting Sword Technique - Heavenly Flying Immortal!" Within the blue light, Tang Yuefu raised the "Purple Sun Sword," its blade radiating waves of purple light that enveloped her from above. The light grew denser and denser, eventually obscuring Tang Yuefu's delicate body, transforming into a massive purple-blue pillar of light in the air. Amidst

the gasps of astonishment, the pillar of light suddenly tilted and shot towards Yan Wushuang, transforming in mid-air into a gigantic purple-blue sword of light, its dazzling light causing pain.

Yan Wushuang was about to raise his hand when he discovered that all his power had vanished. No matter how he tried to rouse himself, he couldn't muster even a trace of it, and could only watch helplessly as the giant sword cleaved down from above.

"Ahhh!" Yan Wushuang screamed in agony as he was struck, his body split in two. Blood shot up more than three zhang high, and the peerless villain was killed in a single move by the "Heart-Connecting Sword."

The sword of light circled back, and Tang Yuefu and her daughter separated in an instant. Tang Yuefu's expression was solemn as she took out an ancient mirror from her bosom, held it up to the light, and shouted, "Haotian Mirror, find him for me!"

The ancient mirror turned to the side, and a beam of light shot straight at a rock on the ground. A black crystal ball appeared in the mirror, spinning around on its own.

Nie Wanrong cleaved the rock with her sword, and the black crystal ball was pinned to the ground by the beam of light from the Haotian Mirror. Tang Yuefu shouted hatefully, "Blood Demon, you harmed my husband and killed my fellow disciples. Today, I will annihilate your soul!"

The "Purple Sun Sword" flashed out like lightning, shattering the crystal sphere and unleashing a torrent of vital energy that churned and scattered in all directions. Tang Yuefu's tense nerves finally relaxed. Turning around, she noticed a red light flickering at Yan Wushuang's corpse. Upon closer inspection, she found a fragrant herb, its aroma filling the air. She picked it up and examined it for a moment, then a name flashed through her mind, and she quickly put it away.

After storing the herb, Tang Yuefu told her daughter to dispel the magic array and flew to the crowd.

"Your Excellency's great kindness and virtue are deeply appreciated. Please accept our deepest gratitude! We humbly hope that Your Excellency will restore order to the martial world!" The martial artists knelt down, bowing and declaring their willingness to venerate Tang Yuefu.

"My daughter and I are merely people from the mountains. We descended the mountain only to exorcise demons; we are afraid we cannot comply with any other requests. After this calamity, the martial world should diligently practice its own profound skills and recuperate. If there is any further unrest in the world, you may submit your letters to the 'Welcoming Pine' at Mount Shu, and my daughter and I will reappear in the martial world!"

After giving her instructions, Tang Yuefu left with her daughter, leaving behind only sighs of regret. From then on, the reputation of the "Shushan Sword Sect" was restored, and the martial world returned to a state of peace and tranquility.

The "Twelve Peaks of Shushan" are all extremely tall, magnificent, and unique, with their peaks shrouded in mist and clouds, making them steep and difficult to climb. Their names are Wangxia, Cuiping, Chaoyun, Songluan, Jixian, Juhe, Jingyun, Shengshang, Qiyun, Feifeng, Denglong, and Shengquan.

The most famous of the twelve peaks is Chaoyun Peak, located north of the gorge. It is also the most beautiful of the twelve, with a graceful and delicate waist, resembling a beautiful woman. Because it is said that King Xiang met the goddess on this peak, it is also known as Goddess Peak.

Unknown to the world, besides the twelve peaks of Shu Mountain, there is a thirteenth peak floating in the air, called Piaomiao Peak. Legend has it that this peak is the dwelling place of the goddess. Because it is perpetually shrouded in mist and high in the sky, Piaomiao Peak remains unknown to outsiders.

On Piaomiao Peak are the burial places of the successive leaders of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. Whenever a leader is about to pass away, after arranging all matters within the sect, he will fly to Piaomiao Peak to await the end of his life. Therefore, this peak is considered a forbidden area within the sect. Years ago, to escape the pursuit of the "Blood Demon" Yan Wushuang, Tang Yuefu disregarded the sect's rules and hid with her daughter on "Piaomiao Peak," diligently practicing the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique," determined to exact revenge.

"Piaomiao Peak," despite its name, is actually just a giant boulder, appearing like a moving island amidst the drifting clouds. The island is evergreen year-round, with lush green grass, exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and ancient trees laden with fragrant fruit. A babbling brook meanders through the forest, truly a paradise on earth.

A child of about eight or nine years old was leaning against a giant tree, slightly panting. He had just finished chasing and playing with two little white apes, which had exhausted him. Seeing the apes waving at him from a distance, his heart pounded wildly, and he was too weak to stand. He could only give the apes an awkward smile, wave his little hand, and then lie down on the grass to rest.

Suddenly, the leaves rustled, and a huge female ape leaped down from the sky. Her two bright eyes glanced at the little white apes, a hint of reproach in them. The two little white apes scratched their heads, squeaked a few times, and scrambled up a tree as if fleeing, hiding among the leaves to spy on the commotion below.

"Xiao Wei, don't blame them," a weak voice of a child said to the mother ape. "I asked them to play with me, cough... cough..."

He had barely finished explaining when an unusual blush appeared on his pale face. Seeing this, the mother ape quickly handed him a peach. The child didn't hesitate, grabbed the peach, and took a bite. Strangely enough, as the fragrant juice went down, his rapid breathing gradually calmed, and the sickly blush on his face faded, returning to its original paleness.

"Thank you, Xiao Wei!" the child said gratefully.

The mother ape suddenly stood up, pounded her chest with her forelimbs a few times, and roared several times, clearly delighted. Then, she leaped up a tree, grabbed a small white ape in each hand, and disappeared in a few leaps.

"Sigh..." The child suddenly sighed, a melancholy expression on his face that was far beyond his years. He muttered to himself, "I wonder how my mother and sister are? I don't know if my illness can be cured. I get out of breath with just a little movement, sigh..."

This child was Tang Yuefu's son, Nie Yan. Back then, when Tang Yuefu was pregnant with Nie Yan, she fought against Yan Wushuang and was struck on the stomach by him. At first, she thought it was nothing serious, but as Nie Yan grew older, Tang Yuefu realized the effects of that blow.

Although Nie Yan appeared without any physical defects, and inheriting his parents' good looks from a young age, especially his large, expressive eyes that were particularly endearing, his body remained consistently weak. His complexion was pale, his thin lips barely tinged with blood, and even the slightest exertion would cause his heart to race and him to faint.

Even Tang Yuefu's profound martial arts skills couldn't cure her son's chronic illness. Because of this, Nie Yan was unable to practice the "Shushan Sword Sect's" profound techniques, spending his days playing with white apes and cranes. To reassure his mother and sister, young Nie Yan always feigned a carefree and innocent demeanor, only revealing his earlier troubled expression when no one was around.

Just then, two loud crane cries reached young Nie Yan's ears. He jolted awake, quickly scrambling to his feet and rushing towards the source of the cries. Turning the corner at the foot of the mountain, they saw two beautiful women in white standing in front of three thatched huts, looking around. It was their mother and sister, returning victorious.

"Mother! Sister!" Nie Yan shouted, rushing to them and hugging his mother's long, slender legs tightly, refusing to let go.

"Yan'er, didn't I tell you not to run so fast? Look how tired you are..." Tang Yuefu lovingly stroked his hair, gently scolding him.

"Mother, I've missed you so much..."

Nie Wanrong walked over, pinched her younger brother's cheek, and said with a grin, "Shame on you, little brother Yan isn't a little kid anymore, still acting all cute in front of your mother...hehe..."

Nie Yan blushed and shyly let go of her hands, looked up at his mother, and asked, "Have the bad guys been eliminated? Mother and sister won't abandon Yan'er again, will they...?"

Tang Yuefu smiled slightly and said, "No, we'll never be separated again..."

Nie Yan turned his head and looked at his sister beside him, seeing that she also nodded with a beaming smile, his little face immediately blossomed into a flower-like smile.

That day, Nie Yan was suddenly called to his mother's room. Looking at his sister's excited expression, Nie Yan felt completely lost, not knowing why.

"Yan'er," Tang Yuefu looked at her youngest son with affection, picked up the immortal herb on the table, and said, "This time when I went down the mountain, not only did I avenge my great enemy, but I also obtained this immortal herb. After these few days of investigation, I have finally confirmed that this is the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Herb,' which has the most life-saving effects in the world. With it, your stubborn illness can definitely be cured. However, before you can take it, there will be some trouble. Here, you will sleep with me for the next few days."

According to the book, the "Nine Yang Resurrection Herb" is the most potent and powerful elixir in the world. Once taken, it can not only strengthen the body and improve health, but also cleanse the meridians and clear blocked meridians. However, due to the overwhelming potency of the medicine, most people couldn't withstand the powerful impact of the meridian transformation, let alone Nie Yan, who had been weak and sickly since childhood. Therefore, Tang Yuefu had no choice but to protect her son's weakened meridians with medicine while simultaneously intending to infuse Nie Yan with her supreme martial arts skills so that he could circulate his qi to protect his body when the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass" took effect, preventing his meridians from being severed and causing his death.

After explaining the properties of the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass" to Nie Yan, Tang Yuefu instructed her daughter to prepare the medicine according to the list she had prepared beforehand and began teaching Nie Yan the "Shu Mountain Sword Sect's" internal energy cultivation method.

Because Nie Yan was physically weak, even though she had taught him the inner cultivation method before, he couldn't circulate his energy on his own. At that time, with the great revenge against the "Shushan Sword Sect" still unavenged, Tang Yuefu dared not easily transfer her inner power to her son. But now that the Blood Demon had been eliminated, Tang Yuefu had no more reservations, and so she began to infuse her inner power into her son every day at midnight and noon.

Midnight and noon were the times when Yin and Yang energies were at their peak, respectively. Transmitting inner power at these times would achieve twice the result with half the effort. Nie Yan, on the one hand, absorbed his mother's inner power, and on the other hand, absorbed the essence of the sun and moon according to the profound inner cultivation method, coordinating with the circulation of his inner energy through his meridians. His body grew stronger day by day, and his originally pale face regained some color. Seeing that the method was effective, Tang Yuefu was overjoyed, thinking to herself, "At this rate, in less than seven days, Yan'er will be able to take the 'Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass'." For seven

consecutive days, Nie Yan spent his time in his mother's room. Besides receiving his mother's internal energy and taking her medicine on time, Tang Yuefu diligently practiced her internal energy to strengthen her body, showing no sign of slackening. While her son practiced, Tang Yuefu would also train with him, hoping to accumulate more profound energy and eradicate Nie Yan's illness as soon as possible.

For the first five days, Tang Yuefu would transfer her internal energy at midnight, then carry her son, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the immense impact, to a makeshift bed nearby before going to bed herself. However, on the sixth day, due to excessive energy depletion, after infusing her son with the last bit of true energy, she too collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ah...where am I...is anyone there?"

Tang Yuefu opened her tired eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment. Fog filled the surroundings, making it impossible to see her hand in front of her face. She got up and groped her way forward.

"Fu'er, don't be afraid, I'm here..." A gentle voice came from her left. Tang Yuefu could hardly believe her ears and turned to look. Suddenly, the thick fog parted to the left and right, revealing a passage. At the end of the passage was a burst of light, and a familiar figure gradually emerged from the light.

Tang Yuefu rubbed her eyes hard, looked closely at the person, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Xiaofeng, is that you? What are you doing here?"

Her husband's handsome face was finally fully revealed before Tang Yuefu. He smiled, opened his arms, and gently called out, "Fu'er, it's me...it's me..."

Tang Yuefu could no longer control herself. She rushed to Nie Xiaofeng, threw herself into her husband's arms, gently pounded his chest, and tears streamed down her face.

Nie Xiaofeng cupped his wife's face in his hands, gazing at her tear-streaked cheeks, and sighed softly, "Fu'er, you've suffered so much while I was away..."

"Xiaofeng, I thought you were dead. Now it's all right, the Blood Demon has been killed by Rong'er and me, and our family can finally be reunited..." Tang Yuefu nestled in her husband's arms, pouting, "You can't leave me again... um..."

Before Tang Yuefu could finish, Nie Xiaofeng kissed her cherry lips, silencing her. Their lips met, their tongues intertwined, and no amount of words could express the pain of their longing. In that instant, their long-cherished wish finally came true. They held each other tightly, their love transformed into a passionate kiss.

Numerous tender memories flashed through Tang Yuefu's mind. She felt her husband's tongue roaming in her mouth, saliva welling up and rolling between their lips. Tang Yuefu wrapped her arms tightly around her husband's neck, her delicate lips guiding his tongue. Waves of emotion washed over her as she pressed her full body against Nie Xiaofeng's, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

Nie Xiaofeng's large hand slipped inside Tang Yuefu's clothes, grasping her soft breasts and kneading them through her bodice. His thumb pressed against the nipples, sending a strange heat through her body. Tang Yuefu let out a soft moan, her body going limp as she slowly collapsed to the ground.

One by one, her clothes were removed, and Tang Yuefu's alabaster-like body was finally fully revealed to Nie Xiaofeng. Looking at his wife's flushed face, Nie Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Fu'er, so many years have passed, yet you are still so beautiful...so captivating...I...I will always love you..."

"Xiaofeng, me too..." Tang Yuefu glanced at her husband, her face red, then closed her eyes. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, a charming sight to be savored.

Nie Xiaofeng said nothing more, quickly removing his clothes, kneeling between Tang Yuefu's legs, and gently touching his large penis to his wife's alluring vulva.

Tang Yuefu felt an incredibly hot rod pressing against her honeypot, and her whole body trembled. Her two slender legs slowly opened, revealing her mysterious entrance without reservation. Nie Xiaofeng's glans slid back and forth along that alluring crevice, slowly parting the vulva to reveal a pink nipple, a small amount of clear fluid flowing from within.

Nie Xiaofeng's waist slumped, and his large glans squeezed into the narrow passage. "Mmm~" Tang Yuefu gasped softly, tears of joy streaming from her eyes. Nie Xiaofeng gripped Tang Yuefu's waist, thrusting his lower body forward with a powerful "plop," shoving his entire penis inside.

The small protrusions inside her vulva rubbed against his shaft, the layers of folds enveloping Nie Xiaofeng's large penis, the feeling of fullness assaulting Tang Yuefu's senses. She moaned softly, murmured, and sobbed, moved to tears by her husband's powerful thrust.

Nie Xiaofeng slowly thrust his penis, carefully feeling the trembling inside. Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, five shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one… As Nie Xiaofeng's movements quickened, waves of sweet pleasure surged through Tang Yuefu's vagina. She actively raised her buttocks, cooperating with her husband's thrusts, seeking the ultimate pleasure.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaofeng no longer hesitated. He placed Tang Yuefu's legs on his shoulders and began thrusting in and out with great force. Each impact hit Tang Yuefu's clitoris, the tingling sensation causing Tang Yuefu to moan and cry out in pleasure. Her flower bloomed, waves of lustful fluid gushing out, making it easier for Nie Xiaofeng to continue.

After a few vigorous thrusts, Nie Xiaofeng grasped Tang Yuefu's hands, pulled her up, and made her straddle him. He lay flat on the ground, panting, and said, "Fu'er, come on..."

Tang Yuefu glanced shyly at her husband, then placed her hands on his chest, her jade buttocks bobbing up and down, swallowing his penis again and again. Their moans mingled, echoing in the empty valley...

Just as Tang Yuefu was about to reach her climax, a sharp sword suddenly fell from the sky, piercing through Nie Xiaofeng's chest with a "whoosh." Nie Xiaofeng's head lolled to the side, and he fell silent. A stream of bright red blood slid from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Hahaha... Dare to oppose me, Yan Wushuang, only death awaits!" With a sharp shout, the "Blood Demon" emerged from the thick fog, leering, "Beauty, don't be afraid, even if he dies, I'm still here... Haha... Once you've tasted my methods, you'll know what a man is..."

"No... no..." Tang Yuefu cried out in terror, trying to get up and run away, but found herself completely immobilized, forced to watch helplessly as Yan Wushuang approached.

"No, don't come any closer..." Tang Yuefu screamed, waking up. It was just a dream. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and realized that Nie Yan was sleeping right next to her, his small hand resting on her breast, and his right leg pressing against her sensitive genitals. This was probably why she had such a dream.

Tang Yuefu sighed, got up, carried Nie Yan to the small bed beside her, pulled the blanket over him, then put on her clothes, walked to the window, and stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky, two lines of tears rolling down her face.

The next morning, Nie Yan woke up from his sleep, stretched his little arms and legs, and suddenly, with a "whoosh," jumped off the bed barefoot, waving his fists a few times. He felt a surge of strength coursing through his body, completely unlike his usual weak state. A warm current swirled and churned in his chest and abdomen, like a little mouse scurrying up and down inside him. Completely bewildered by his current situation, Nie Yan was terrified, his hands and feet turning ice-cold, and cried out loudly, "Mother, come quick… there's a mouse in my stomach… help…"

Tang Yuefu barely slept all night, only managing to close her eyes for a short nap at dawn. In her half-awake state, she suddenly heard her son shouting. Startled, she quickly got out of bed, placed her jade-like fingers on her son's pulse point, channeled a stream of true energy, and carefully examined the abnormality within his body.

Soon, Tang Yuefu's tension turned to joy. She released her grip, gently stroking her son's head, and softly comforted him, "Yan'er, don't be afraid. That's not a little mouse. These past few days, I've been channeling my energy into you every day, and with your own diligent practice, your internal energy can now circulate on its own. That's your own internal energy..."

"Oh, I see." Nie Yan finally relaxed, looked up, and noticed that his mother's face was somewhat pale, and she looked listless. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Mother, are you sick? Why do you look so pale?"

Tang Yuefu touched her face, recalling the absurd erotic dream from last night. Her heart skipped a beat, as if her son had discovered her secret. Overwhelmed with shame, she quickly explained, "It's nothing. I'm probably just too tired these past few days. I'll be fine after a rest. Don't be lazy, get back to practicing after you've washed up..."

"Okay, you must take care of yourself too!"

Tang Yuefu was in a daze all day. Scenes from last night's passionate dream kept replaying in her mind, her heart pounding uncontrollably, unable to find peace.

She pondered to herself, "How could this be? I've had similar erotic dreams before, but they always pass by the next day. Even with that factor, this shouldn't happen..." Thinking this, a sudden thought struck her. She glanced through the window at her daughter, Nie Wanrong, who was brewing medicine, and let out a soft, helpless sigh.

Midnight.

Tang Yuefu contentedly withdrew her hand from her son. After this energy transfer, Nie Yan's internal energy should be sufficient to resist the domineering effects of the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass." Looking at her son's sleeping face, Tang Yuefu's eyes shone with maternal warmth.

As her mind finally relaxed, those unpleasant images resurfaced in Tang Yuefu's mind. She shook her head, walked to the table, and gulped down the "Dragon Grass" tea she had already brewed. A refreshing coolness rushed down to her abdomen, but it did nothing to alleviate the burning sensation in her heart.

Just then, the door was flung open with a bang, and Nie Wanrong rushed in, throwing herself at her mother. She was only wearing a moon-white bodice and light blue underpants, her fair and delicate skin almost entirely exposed, showcasing the beautiful figure of a young girl.

Nie Wanrong buried her face in Tang Yuefu's arms, saying in a coquettish voice, "Mother, you haven't pampered Rong'er for so many days... I feel so uncomfortable..." As she spoke, she rubbed her firm breasts back and forth against her mother's thighs.

Tang Yuefu lifted her daughter's chin and said seriously, "Rong'er, didn't I tell you not to practice the 'Heart-Connecting Technique' anymore?" " Why are you so disobedient!"

"I don't want to practice either... but you know, the inner cultivation method will operate on its own... I don't care... I don't care... today, Mother must pamper Rong'er..."

Tang Yuefu looked at her daughter's face, flushed with desire, and nodded helplessly. Nie Wanrong cried out happily and reached out to untie her bodice, but Tang Yuefu grabbed her arm.

"Your little brother is still over there... come on, let's go to your room..." After saying that, Tang Yuefu took her daughter's hand, and the two of them ran to Nie Wanrong's boudoir.

Before the door was even closed, four soft lips were stuck together like magnets, unwilling to separate.

It turned out that although the "Shushan Sword Sect's" "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" was invincible, it had a major flaw.

Whether male or female, anyone who practices the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" will inevitably experience an intense burning passion within their body. This passion must be properly released within a certain timeframe, otherwise, they will suffer a backlash from the divine power. At best, they will suffer from qi deviation and lifelong disability; at worst, they will be consumed by lust and reduced to ashes.

It is precisely for this reason that the "Heart-Connecting Sword Technique" has always been practiced by husband and wife. However, due to circumstances, Tang Yuefu had to cultivate this unparalleled technique together with her daughter, Nie Wanrong.

When their passion overwhelmed them, they would help each other release the poison of passion. Tang Yuefu had already inserted her tongue into her daughter's mouth, swirling and stirring, while Nie Wanrong tightly embraced her mother, responding passionately. The passion they had suppressed for many days burned fiercely within them, and this renowned mother and daughter were both immersed in a boundless sea of desire.

The two embraced passionately, leaning towards the couch. Their delicate hands caressed and stroked each other's bodies. Suddenly, Nie Wanrong felt her legs touch the edge of the bed, so she wrapped her arms around her mother's neck and leaned down.

Tang Yuefu covered her daughter with her entire body, her little finger skillfully hooking and pulling at the back of Nie Wanrong's bodice, then gently pulling it away. Nie Wanrong's small, exquisite breasts were revealed. Although not as full as her mother's, they were firm and perky, with two adorable red nipples standing on the pink areolas, charming and alluring.

Tang Yuefu kissed her way down her daughter's fair neck, leaving a faint trail of moisture. Nie Wanrong hummed softly, swaying her body, a blush spreading across her snow-white skin. Tang Yuefu grasped her daughter's right breast with one hand, rhythmically squeezing and kneading it with her fingers, while her fragrant tongue licked back and forth on the other breast. The small bumps on her tongue rubbed against Nie Wanrong's tender flesh, stimulating her daughter's desire.

"Oh...so comfortable...so wonderful..." Nie Wanrong groaned loudly, holding her own breast with her hand and stuffing it into her mother's mouth. Tang Yuefu held the small nipple in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the alluring red bean, her teeth lightly nibbling, the slight stinging sensation driving Nie Wanrong even more wild.

Nie Wanrong's jade-like hand slipped under her mother's nightgown, exploring Tang Yuefu's slightly protruding mons pubis through her underpants, only to find it already soaking wet. The underpants clung tightly to the cleft, and the mysterious pearl had already peeked out from between her labia, shamelessly erect.

"Hmm...Mother is lying...Look how wet you are down there...So you couldn't hold back either..." Nie Wanrong complained unhappily.

Tang Yuefu, her secret discovered by her daughter, felt a deep sense of shame. She had been sternly reprimanding her daughter, but now she couldn't contain her own lust, secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid that soaked her underpants—a truly humiliating situation.

Tang Yuefu dared not speak, sucking even harder on her daughter's nipples. With her other hand, she pinched Nie Wanrong's breast, making the nipples stand erect, her thumb and forefinger kneading the growing nipples, occasionally squeezing them hard to silence Nie Wanrong.

Meanwhile, while enjoying her mother's ministrations, Nie Wanrong secretly lifted a corner of her mother's underpants, her nimble fingers slipping inside, directly attacking Tang Yuefu's clitoris.

"Mmm~" Tang Yuefu groaned softly, her body trembling, and she collapsed onto the bed.

Nie Wanrong sat up, removed the remaining clothes from both of them, and climbed on top of her mother, exposing her young vulva to her. She parted Tang Yuefu's long, slender legs and leaned in. A damp scent wafted over her. Nie Wanrong's tongue slid lightly across her mother's labia, her fingers cupping and squeezing the wet clitoris.

"Ah... Rong'er... good... good..." A satisfied cry finally escaped Tang Yuefu's lips, her body convulsing slightly. At this moment, Nie Wanrong's pink petals were right in front of Tang Yuefu. She raised her middle finger, scooped up a handful of clear, slippery fluid, and then, with a twist and turn, deftly inserted it into her daughter's vulva.

The petals were parted, the narrow passage burning hot. Countless tender flesh clung to the invading finger, delicate and smooth. Tang Yuefu gently poked around a few times, finding little resistance, and began to thrust rapidly in and out of her daughter's honeypot.

"Ah...ah...so good...Mother...faster...faster..." Nie Wanrong shouted, her tongue slipping into her mother's vagina, stretching and swirling inside, licking endlessly.

"Mmm...ah..." Tang Yuefu's honeypot was already a muddy mess, and under her daughter's deliberate teasing, it was overflowing with desire, completely out of control.

Nie Wanrong's pretty nose was pressed against Tang Yuefu's mons pubis, only able to let out muffled moans. The warm, moist breath enveloped her mother's clitoris, making Tang Yuefu's desire even higher. She supported her entire body with her legs, her jade buttocks rising and falling, making the most intimate contact with her daughter's lips and tongue.

On the other hand, Tang Yuefu had increased the number of fingers inserted into Nie Wanrong's body to two, and the insertion was becoming deeper and deeper. Several times, she directly touched her daughter's soft flower garden, and waves of lustful water gushed from the depths of the honeypot, making it easier for Tang Yuefu's fingers to thrust in and out.

Tang Yuefu quickly stirred dozens of times in her daughter's honey passage, and suddenly saw her daughter's clitoris right in front of her, red and swollen with blood. Tang Yuefu then withdrew her finger and rubbed it a few times on Nie Wanrong's clitoris. Then, with a flick of her middle finger, she used the "Shushan Sword Sect's" peerless divine skill, "Magnolia Blossom Finger." A burst of true energy struck the delicate clitoris, and Nie Wanrong felt as if struck by lightning, experiencing a surge of pleasure that instantly reached its peak. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying Tang Yuefu's head and face.

"Ah..." As the climax rapidly descended, Nie Wanrong's pink petals opened to their maximum limit, her whole body went limp, and she could no longer continue the activity of her tongue. She raised her head and screamed loudly. A silver thread connected her red lips to her mother's vulva, gradually lengthening as Nie Wanrong raised her head, trembling but not breaking.

Suddenly deprived of her daughter's comfort, Tang Yuefu felt an intense, tingling sensation in her vagina. She sat up, reached over Nie Wanrong's body, and then lifted one of her daughter's legs, inserting herself between them. Their wet labia collided, and an electric-like pleasure surged through their nerves. Mother and daughter both moaned simultaneously, writhing and rubbing against each other wildly.

Their dark pubic hair intertwined, their four labia wide open, greedily rubbing and colliding, trying to release the boundless desire within them. As they writhed, they simultaneously caressed their breasts, each hand grasping one breast and kneading it vigorously, as if trying to squeeze out water. The nipples on their breasts stood erect, becoming even harder and tighter.

"Mother...I...I feel so good...so good..."

"Rong'er, me too...good...harder...come on..."

The mother and daughter frantically swayed their hips, unconsciously shouting. The last shred of reason was also taken over by the burning pleasure, desire completely controlling their bodies...

"Ahhh...I'm coming...Rong'er...faster...harder..."

"Ohhh...Mother...me too...let's cum together..."

Finally, the two reached the peak of lust one after the other, their two snow-white bodies convulsing, the muscles between their legs twitching and contracting uncontrollably, and with the swaying of their snow-white buttocks, streams of hot liquid shot out from their honey pots...

After the climax, Tang Yuefu gradually awoke from the sea of desire, and looking at the hair stuck together between their genitals, she blushed with shame.

Countless times, mother and daughter had used this method to release the pent-up passion from practicing the "Heart-to-Heart Sword Technique." Each time, Tang Yuefu was surprised and ashamed of her own excited behavior. She wondered what it was like for the predecessors who had practiced this technique before, whether they were as frenzied and addicted as she was...

At this moment, Nie Wanrong was still lying on the bed, fast asleep, her face clearly showing an unusually blissful expression, a beautiful curve forming at the corners of her lips, as if she were savoring the pleasurable feeling just now even in her dreams.

Tang Yuefu smiled bitterly. Although she didn't know about the predecessors, her daughter was clearly much easier to satisfy than herself. Usually, she would only be satisfied after her daughter had two orgasms. And those lewd actions just now were something she had personally taught her. Was she really an insatiable woman?

Tang Yuefu gently withdrew herself from between her daughter's legs, put on her clothes, and got out of bed, her heart still burning with desire.

She had already climaxed once, so the burning desire within her should have been extinguished, but why did her honeypot still feel so empty and numb? Sigh… Being with her daughter could temporarily alleviate the burning desire, but it couldn't compare to the truly intoxicating pleasure she had with her husband years ago… Even last night's erotic dream was far better… Thinking

about this, Tang Yuefu felt as if a million ants were crawling in and out of her honeypot, making her feel increasingly lonely and unbearable. Sigh… Why did this night feel so long…

The time to take the medicine finally arrived.

After seven consecutive days of continuous energy transfer, Nie Yan had accumulated ten years' worth of his mother's refined power within him. Seeing that her son's foundation was solid, Tang Yuefu instructed her daughter, Nie Wanrong, to protect him, and had Nie Yan sit cross-legged on the futon. She said to him, "Yan'er, you must use your internal energy to resist the power of the 'Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass' later. Don't let it damage your meridians. Once the medicine has fully dissolved, you will have succeeded." "

Mother, I'm a little scared..." Nie Yan said timidly.

Tang Yuefu gently patted her son's cheek and said softly, "Yan'er, be good, don't be afraid... I'll protect your heart meridian, which is most affected, in a moment. You just need to protect the other meridians... Don't worry, with your mother here, nothing will happen..."

Nie Wanrong also comforted her younger brother, "Yan-di, don't worry, your sister Rong is here too..."

Hearing his mother and sister's encouragement, Nie Yan nodded his head, took the "Nine Yang Rejuvenating Grass" from Tang Yuefu's hand, and drank it with water. Tang Yuefu quickly pressed one hand on her son's crown chakra and placed the other hand on Nie Yan's dantian. She activated her profound skill, and the two streams of true energy gathered near Nie Yan's heart meridian, forming a solid protective shield.

A moment later, Tang Yuefu felt a huge force suddenly rise in Nie Yan's body. The power she had inputted was violently reversed, and her hands were shaken away from her son's body. Startled, she saw Nie Yan's eyes change instantly, now glowing with a shimmering emerald light as he stared at her fiercely, like a wounded wild beast, his entire demeanor transformed.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Tang Yuefu anxiously shook her son's shoulders, her voice trembling as she asked.

"Roar~" Nie Yan ignored his mother's cries, letting out a low growl like a wild beast. Suddenly, he reached out and tore open Tang Yuefu's bodice, exposing her snow-white skin to the air. Her apricot-yellow bodice could barely conceal her proud breasts, revealing large swathes of soft, white flesh. Nie Yan's eyes gleamed, and he grabbed one breast in each hand, kneading them wantonly.

Tang Yuefu initially wanted to resist, but when her son's hands grasped her breasts, a strange heat emanated from them, as if a strange force ignited her physical desire. Tang Yuefu was instantly bewitched, reluctant to let go, even subtly arching her chest, allowing her son to grope her.

"Brother Yan, how dare you be rude!" Nie Wanrong leaped forward, her sword-like finger aimed directly at her brother's back. Nie Yan grunted, enduring Nie Wanrong's finger-sword strike. The moment Nie Wanrong's finger touched her brother's body, she sensed he was protected by a protective aura. Coupled with her reluctance to use her full strength, her finger strike failed to penetrate his defenses. Nie Yan swayed, and Nie Wanrong felt a surge of immense power rush towards her. Unable to maintain her balance, she cried out and was sent flying through the door.

Although Nie Wanrong's attack failed, her cry roused Tang Yuefu from her reverie. Seeing the scene before her, Tang Yuefu was filled with shame and indignation. She quickly brushed aside Nie Yan's hands, turned around, and stood behind her son, shouting angrily, "Yan'er, what are you doing!"

"Mother, I...I'm in so much pain...it's so swollen down there..." His mother's shout seemed to bring Nie Yan to his senses. His small face contorted in pain, and he looked at Tang Yuefu with pleading eyes.

Tang Yuefu's heart softened, and she said gently, "Yan'er, it's all my fault. I didn't expect that herb to be so potent. Sit down first, let me examine it carefully..."

"It's so hot...it's killing me..." Before Tang Yuefu could finish speaking, Nie Yan suddenly ripped off all his clothes, and with a hissing sound, his fair and tender body was completely naked in front of Tang Yuefu. What was most strange was that Nie Yan's little penis grew rapidly, becoming incredibly thick in the blink of an eye, comparable to the size of an ordinary person, and it didn't stop there, continuing to expand and grow, but still maintaining its fair and tender color.

After nine years, seeing a man's thing again under such bizarre conditions, Tang Yuefu naturally felt a different kind of emotion, especially since what she saw was her son's penis, which made her feel even more ashamed.

"Mother...help me...I'm hot...I'm so hot..." Nie Yan cried out, lunging towards Tang Yuefu.

"Don't come any closer!" Tang Yuefu saw her son charging towards her with his large penis erect, and quickly struck out with her palm, then set up three barriers in front of her, trying to stop Nie Yan's advance.

Like Nie Wanrong, Tang Yuefu dared not exert too much force. Furthermore, the constant loss of internal energy over the past few days had severely depleted her power. Meanwhile, Nie Yan possessed extraordinary strength protecting him. With this disparity, Tang Yuefu's palm strike only slightly slowed him before he continued forward. The three barriers had no effect on him whatsoever. He stretched out his hands, reaching for Tang Yuefu's chest. Left

with no other choice, Tang Yuefu had to retreat from the room, her hand reaching for her daughter who was about to rush inside, and flew north.

Tang Yuefu and her daughter flew until they reached the "Tongxuan Cave" in the north of "Piaomiao Peak" before stopping. This "Tongxuan Cave" was where Tang Yuefu and her daughter had kept the remains of their predecessors after they settled on "Piaomiao Peak." Because Nie Yan was still young, she had never brought him here before; therefore, the "Tongxuan Cave" was the only place Nie Yan did not know.

The two women calmed their breathing, exchanged a helpless glance, and gave up on their current situation. They could only hide in the cave and wait and see. When Tang Yuefu regained her composure, she noticed a slight dampness between her legs. Puzzled, she glanced at her daughter, Nie Wanrong, who was intently listening to the sounds outside. She then secretly reached down to check her crotch.

Upon touching her, Tang Yuefu was shocked to find her underpants soaked with her own fluids, sticking stickily to her vulva. Thinking of her son's thick, intimidating penis that she had just seen, her heart pounded inexplicably, and the dampness between her legs intensified.

Fortunately, the cave was dark, and her daughter had her back to her, so she didn't see her mother's embarrassing state. Her heart finally settled. Soon, the sound of rustling leaves came from the distant woods, indicating that Nie Yan had pinpointed their location and was heading their way.

Tang Yuefu took out the "Haotian Mirror" and placed it at the cave entrance. She chanted an incantation, using the mirror's power to create the world's strongest defensive barrier, the "Water Mirror Barrier." Then she sighed softly, "Alas... the profound arts of my 'Shushan Sword Sect' are too miraculous. Members can sense each other. Perhaps Yan'er already possesses my power, which is why he found this place so quickly..."

She paused, then, as if making a decision, said, "Rong'er, if the 'Water Mirror Barrier' can't stop Yan'er, we'll have to subdue him by force. Hopefully, it won't harm his body. Alas..." "...It's all my fault. I actually believed that the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass' could really bring the dead back to life. I never imagined it would be an aphrodisiac. I've ruined Yan'er..."

Nie Wanrong comforted her mother, "In my opinion, the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass' wasn't entirely useless. At least my brother's true strength is much stronger... It even managed to knock me out of the house... Besides, it's not your fault... It's all because those medical books didn't explain it clearly..."

As the two were talking, Nie Yan's footsteps suddenly came from outside. Tang Yuefu made a shushing gesture, and the mother and daughter held their breath, not daring to breathe too much, and looked out through the water mirror.

They saw the trees in the forest outside swaying and the sound of Nie Yan's "thump thump thump" footsteps coming from afar, like death knells heavily striking the hearts of Tang Yuefu and her daughter, shaking them to the point of madness. As Nie Yan approached, his heavy breathing could be faintly heard. Tang Yuefu and her daughter felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on their chests, making them want to jump up and scream, but they clenched their fists nervously, waiting for Nie Yan's appearance with solemn expressions. Nie Yan's

naked body finally emerged from the forest. His thick, long penis had stopped growing, but its size was already three times larger than that of an adult man. The veins on his penis were bulging, and the glans at the tip was as large as a goose egg, glistening and quite intimidating.

Nie Wanrong had never seen a man's penis before, and at this moment, she felt her mouth go dry and her heart was pounding like a deer. Tang Yuefu quickly pushed her daughter aside and watched her son's actions closely.

"Mother... Mother... I've found you... Save me... Save me... I need you..." Nie Yan opened his little arms and lunged forward, but a ripple of water appeared at the cave entrance, and Nie Yan was immediately thrown three zhang away. He was stunned for a moment, then lunged forward again, only to be thrown away once more.

"Mother... I know you're in there... Why won't you come out... Don't you want Yan'er anymore...?" Nie Yan's shrill cries pierced Tang Yuefu's heart like sharp knives. She could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. She thought to herself, "My son, it's not that your mother is heartless, but I really can't go out... That's incest... Please bear with it..."

After dozens of failed attempts, Nie Yan suddenly stopped, looked at the cave entrance rippling with water, and laughed bitterly, "So be it, since Mother won't see me, what's the point of me living..." As he spoke, he clasped his hands to his chest, his nails digging into his flesh, as if he wanted to tear himself in two.

"No..." Tang Yuefu cried out in shock, her eyes filled with the horrific image of her son's body being torn apart. She could no longer care about anything else; with a gentle flick of her jade-like hand, she knocked Nie Wanrong unconscious, then burst out of the "Water Mirror Barrier," lunging at her son and grabbing his wrists to stop his next foolish act.

Nie Yan, convinced he was doomed, suddenly smelled a fragrant aroma. Opening his eyes, he saw his mother standing before him. He abruptly embraced her, his face pressed against Tang Yuefu's vulva, his breaths hitting her sensitive areas.

As Nie Yan continued to caress Tang Yuefu's legs, Tang Yuefu's initial arousal gradually faded, replaced by a strange tingling sensation that started from the area in contact with her son and gradually spread to all parts of her body. An unprecedented soreness and weakness also arose in her vagina. Tang Yuefu was suddenly startled and was about to push away Nie Yan, who was clinging to her, when she heard her son's murmured words.

"Mother...it's so good...you're finally by my side. Yan'er doesn't have to be afraid anymore..."

In that instant, Tang Yuefu was too weak to push away her son's frail body. She gently stroked her son's head and said, "Yan'er, do you feel uncomfortable down there?"

Nie Yan replied in a soft voice, "Mother, it feels so swollen down there...it hurts and itches...I don't know what to do..."

"Let me take a look..." Tang Yuefu said in an almost inaudible voice, then gently pushed Nie Yan to the ground. There stood his enormous penis, erect and throbbing, its veins as thick as earthworms, twisting and contorting, looking ferocious and terrifying.

Tang Yuefu reached out and grasped his penis, her face flushed, and said, "Yan'er, you must behave and not move around. Let me help you get rid of the toxins from your body." Tang Yuefu didn't dare to be too explicit; after all, her son was still a minor, and it was better to keep many things from him.

When Tang Yuefu rushed out, she had already made up her mind. Now that things had come to this, she had no choice but to help her son relieve his desires. Although this went against her moral conscience, it was different from actual incest. To save her son, she couldn't care less about other things.

"Mother... Yan'er will definitely listen to you... Ah... It hurts so much... It seems to be even more swollen..." Nie Yan's little face suddenly contorted violently, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his little buttocks involuntarily swayed up and down, rubbing his penis against his mother's palm.

Holding her son's thick, hot penis, Tang Yuefu's heart pounded wildly. Lost in a daze, she forgot her next move, sitting blankly on the ground, lost in thought.

"Ah... Mother... save me... it hurts so much..." Nie Yan's scream snapped Tang Yuefu out of her daze. Looking at her son's pained expression, she gritted her teeth, gripped his penis tightly with her fingers, and slowly began to stroke it up and down.

"Oh... oh... so good... Mother, continue..."

Tang Yuefu rubbed Nie Yan's penis in her hands, but her heart was bleeding. The illicit affair with her daughter already burdened her with deep guilt, but it was ultimately for the purpose of avenging her husband. It was this reason that offered her some solace. But now, with her son added to the mix, her conscience was filled with unease and anxiety.

"If Xiaofeng knew, he would definitely scold me for corrupting the child... Xiaofeng... I'm so sorry..."

Although her heart was in turmoil, her hands dared not stop for a moment. Tang Yuefu gradually increased the pace of her masturbation, watching the round glans glisten in the sunlight. A wave of tingling sensation surged within Tang Yuefu's honeypot, as if a heat was stirring within her.

"Ah... how could this be... I... what's wrong with me..." A sudden heat spread throughout Tang Yuefu's body, and a thought flashed through her mind: "What would it be like if such a thick, long penis could be inserted into my honeypot..."

Tang Yuefu was startled by this thought, and quickly concentrated, suppressing the terrible thought, and continued to diligently serve her son.

But for some reason, no matter how hard Tang Yuefu tried, Xiao Nieyan's penis remained perfectly erect, only a small amount of clear fluid seeping from the glans, showing no sign of ejaculation. Tang Yuefu's arm gradually became sore and numb, so she switched to her other hand, but the enormous penis remained motionless.

Although Nie Yan didn't react much, Tang Yuefu's body grew hotter and hotter, waves of desire burning through her nerves. Tang Yuefu felt weak all over and unconsciously collapsed.

"Mother... hurry... I feel so uncomfortable... move faster..." Nie Yan seemed unable to suppress the lust within him, shaking his little head from side to side and shouting loudly.

"Yan'er, bear with it, it'll be over soon, I..." Tang Yuefu had only said a few words when she saw Nie Yan's little buttocks suddenly thrust upwards, just in time to bump into his mother's newly parted cherry lips. His soft tongue was curling around the cleft of the glans, and an unpleasant smell made Tang Yuefu immediately raise her head and spit out the penis.

"You..." Tang Yuefu was so angry she could barely speak. She was about to scold her son when she noticed Nie Yan writhing uncomfortably on the ground, his little bottom rising high and then falling heavily, quickly turning his bottom bright red.

"Ah...I'm going to die...Mother...am I going to die...What happened just now...it felt so good...Mother..."
Seeing her son's consciousness fading, Tang Yuefu felt a pang of heartache, but his unconscious cries left her bewildered, her eyes filled with confusion.

"What should I do? Just watch my son die like this? No...I absolutely won't..." Tang Yuefu screamed inwardly, a resolute expression on her face. She bent down and took Nie Yan's penis into her mouth, sucking it forcefully.

"Ah...so good...so good...Mother..."

His penis was enveloped by her slippery, fragrant tongue, and Nie Yan gradually calmed down, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. His little buttocks bounced back and forth, allowing his penis to slide in and out of his mother's mouth.

Tang Yuefu's jade-like hands rotated, stroking his penis. Her two fragrant lips were positioned at the base of the glans, her nimble tongue stimulating the tender tip of the glans, occasionally licking the cleft. Warm, fragrant saliva slowly flowed down the thick shaft, wetting Tang Yuefu's jade-like fingers.

"Ah...ah...ah..." The novel stimulation finally ignited Nie Yan's passion. Without Tang Yuefu's awareness, a foul-smelling black liquid gushed out, pouring into his mother's mouth.

Tang Yuefu quickly spat out the penis, but her jade-like hands didn't dare leave, continuing to move up and down, squeezing out the remaining thick liquid from the penis. The dark liquid shot out wildly from the cleft of the glans, drawing an arc in the air before landing on the ground beside her.

"Huff~" Nie Yan let out a deep breath, his stiff limbs going limp as he lay on the ground.

Tang Yuefu squeezed out the last bit of thick, sticky fluid from his penis before wiping the black substance from the corner of her mouth. She instructed Nie Yan, "Yan'er, you absolutely mustn't tell your sister what happened just now, understand?"

Nie Yan blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Why is that? Mother is so amazing, she helped Yan'er expel the toxins from his body, but why can't my sister know?"

"This..." Tang Yuefu thought to herself, naturally, the fewer people who know about this, the better. That's why she knocked her daughter unconscious before she came out. But looking at her son's innocent expression, she couldn't tell him the truth directly, so she made up a reason on the spot, saying, "Your sister's skills aren't strong enough, so she can't use this method to help you detoxify. If she knew, and insisted on using this method to detoxify someone else, it would definitely harm both herself and others, so you absolutely mustn't let her know."

"Oh, I understand." Nie Yan quickly nodded in agreement.

Tang Yuefu first let Nie Yan rest there, then went to fetch a set of clean clothes and personally dressed him.

After cleaning up the black liquid stains around them, Tang Yuefu went into the cave and woke her unconscious daughter, telling her that she had used her profound internal energy to suppress the poison in Nie Yan's body. The three of them then headed home together.

Nie Wanrong kept asking her younger brother questions along the way, while Nie Yan, following his mother's instructions, only told his sister that his mother had used her profound internal energy to suppress the poison in his body, without knowing the specifics. Tang Yuefu often intentionally or unintentionally changed the subject, which did not arouse Nie Wanrong's suspicion.

The three of them passed through a forest, and suddenly a secluded pool appeared before them. A babbling stream meandered down from the mountain and flowed into the pool. The clear, emerald-green water revealed the bottom, and several plump fish chased and played in the water, creating ripples.

Nie Yan suddenly spoke up, "Mother, I'm all sweaty and sticky. You and sister should go back first; I want to take a bath here."

"This…" Tang Yuefu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your poison has just dissipated; I'm really worried about you being here alone. Let Rong'er stay with you. I'll wait for you to come back at home."

Nie Wanrong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mother, I'll take good care of my brother."

Tang Yuefu then took flight and flew home. Actually, she had wanted to stay and look after Nie Yan herself, but for some reason, as she walked, she felt increasingly hot, and her mind was filled with thoughts of her son's enormous penis. Her once firm Dao heart showed signs of wavering, and her internal energy was quietly diminishing. Her vagina was unbearably itchy and overflowing.

Left with no other choice, Tang Yuefu had to let her daughter stay behind, while she planned to carefully investigate the cause of her physical ailment while her children were away, at least to suppress her inner turmoil. Although she knew her daughter would be in danger if Nie Yan's aphrodisiac flared up again, it was a last resort. Tang Yuefu prayed silently while hurrying home, hoping to quickly resolve her discomfort and prepare for the next emergency.

Meanwhile, Nie Yan had already impatiently undressed, revealing her fair and smooth body, and jumped naked into the water, scooping up the clear stream water to wash away the filth.

Nie Wanrong sat on the grass nearby, her starry eyes slightly closed, quietly lost in thought.

This scene was not the first time. Apart from the time the mother and daughter went down the mountain to subdue the demon, the three of them had never had contact with the outside world. In addition, Nie Yan was still young, so Tang Yuefu had never told her children about worldly affairs. Therefore, Nie Wanrong naturally did not have the so-called separation between men and women.

But when she saw her younger brother's familiar, small body, she felt an indescribable flutter in her heart for the first time. In the "Tongxuan Cave," Nie Wanrong had witnessed her brother's unusually large penis. Although her eyes seemed closed, they never left Nie Yan's phallus. Through the clear stream, the thick, long shaft was clearly reflected in Nie Wanrong's eyes. She wondered what it would feel like to have it inserted into her honey hole. Unconsciously, Nie

Wanrong's beautiful eyes were fully open, staring intently at her brother's penis. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and her heart was filled with lust, fantasizing about all sorts of shameful scenes. Yet, a sense of restraint lingered throughout her body, as if she were doing something wrong to her mother.

Suddenly, Nie Yan's eyes darkened, and a layer of frost settled on his innocent face. His large, erect penis jerked upwards, the round glans emerging from the water with a splash. He then leaped out of the pool, pouncing on Nie Wanrong, letting out a low growl. His small hands gripped his sister's small breasts, kneading them vigorously.

Nie Wanrong was initially startled, but when she felt a sharp pain in her testicles, she cried out and pushed her brother away. Completely forgetting her own profound martial arts skills, she acted like a frail woman who knew nothing of kung fu, relying solely on her physical strength to resist Nie Yan's advances. But how could this possibly withstand the beastly Nie Yan's unleashed lust?

With a ripping sound, Nie Wanrong's outer dress was ripped off by Xiao Nie Yan, revealing a light blue bodice and moon-white underpants covering her chest. Nie Yan pressed down, his enormous glans, through the fabric, pressed against his sister's vulva, a strange heat surging into her soft, moist opening.

At the same time, a tingling sensation spread through Nie Wanrong's breasts; she felt dizzy, the world spinning, her vulva secreting copious amounts of thick fluid, her body weak and limp, emitting a moan that sounded like crying.

Nie Yan's buttocks lifted slightly, his right hand, hidden inside the bodice, teased his sister's pink nipples a few times, then suddenly reached down, grabbing the top edge of the underpants covering her buttocks and pulling it down sharply. The glans lingered on the soft, grassy ground, searching for that moist opening.

Nie Wanrong gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling, her hands gripping the nearby grass, struggling to suppress the burning desire within her.

Suddenly, Nie Wanrong felt her petals being mercilessly squeezed to the sides as her brother's hot penis tried to penetrate her vagina. She jolted awake, pulling back to avoid Nie Yan's advance, her voice trembling as she said, "Brother Yan, no...don't do this..."

Nie Yan, failing in his first attempt, didn't say anything more. With a flick of his wrist, "slap!" five red finger marks were left on Nie Wanrong's delicate cheek. He snapped, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Nie Wanrong was stunned. Was this child still her innocent and adorable brother? She stroked her cheek, staring blankly at Nie Yan's fierce eyes, her mind a complete mess, unable to make another move.

Nie Yan pressed his hands down on his sister lying on the ground, his small buttocks arching forward, his large, egg-shaped glans pushing aside the barrier of her petals and sinking into her moist cavern.

The intense pain was unbearable for Nie Wanrong. She twisted and pushed, desperately trying to escape her brother's clutches, crying out repeatedly, "No...no...Yan-di...let me go...let me go..."

Nie Yan ignored his sister's cries, thrusting forward with all his might, intending to penetrate her completely, but was unexpectedly kicked away. He flailed wildly in the air, landing with a "plop" in the pool. When he surfaced, his head still wet, he saw someone carrying the half-naked Nie Wanrong, flying southeast. Judging from the back view, it must be his mother—Tang Yuefu.

Nie Yan wiped the water from his face, revealing a sinister smile, then climbed ashore and, still naked, chased after the direction where Tang Yuefu and her mother had disappeared.

It turned out that when Tang Yuefu returned home, she carefully examined her condition using the technique of introspection and discovered that the evil fire in her body was caused by some black liquid. It should be because she had accidentally swallowed her son's strange semen not long ago. Just as she was working hard to detoxify, she suddenly felt a demonic aura. Ignoring her own strange condition, she rushed over and finally rescued Nie Wanrong at the last moment.

Tang Yuefu carried Nie Wanrong into a tree hollow before putting her daughter down. She said, "Rong'er, hide here for now. I'll let you know when I've suppressed Yan'er's evil poison."

Nie Wanrong asked worriedly, "Mother, why don't I go with you and see if I can help?"

Tang Yuefu remembered the scene of detoxifying Nie Yan earlier and quickly waved her hand, saying, "No need. If you go out, you'll only hinder my work. Besides, you weren't restrained just now, yet you still couldn't resist Yan'er..."

Nie Wanrong blushed, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mother, I really... Sigh, please be careful..."

"It's alright," Tang Yuefu said, seeing her daughter's state, and didn't say anything more. She only left a message saying, "Wait for my good news," and then got up to meet Nie Yan, who was chasing after her.

Tang Yuefu first met her son, then turned west and flew away, with Nie Yan following closely behind, leaving Nie Wanrong aside.

Seeing Nie Yan chasing after her, Tang Yuefu knew her daughter was temporarily safe, and her heart finally settled. She began to carefully consider how to deal with her current predicament. Given her current state, the pent-up lust within her was not yet cleared. If she rashly went down now, she might very well follow in her daughter's footsteps, having been aroused by her son's boundless desire before she could even offer Nie Yan oral sex or masturbation, and then be wantonly played with by him. But if she let Nie Yan endure it, she didn't know what the negative consequences would be. The struggle between familial affection and ethics entangled in her mind, leaving Tang Yuefu in a dilemma.

Just as Tang Yuefu was lost in thought, a series of chirping sounds suddenly came from ahead. Unbeknownst to her, she had unknowingly arrived at the forest where the immortal apes lived. Looking into the distance, she saw two little immortal apes playing in the forest, but their parents were nowhere to be seen.

Tang Yuefu's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, she had a plan in mind. The current situation required the two little monkeys to distract her son while she quickly expelled the evil poison from her body, and then figure out a way to subdue Nie Yan.

Tang Yuefu had made up her mind, so she didn't hesitate any longer. She spun in the air and flew to the heads of the two little monkeys. The two little monkeys had already noticed their master's arrival, but they didn't know what Tang Yuefu intended. They just squatted on the tree, scratching their ears and cheeks, their bright eyes staring at their master with a bewildered expression.

Tang Yuefu gestured and said, "I have urgent business to attend to now, so I need you to play with Yan'er for a while. I'll come back to pick him up when I'm done, okay?"

Seeing that they had nodded in understanding, Tang Yuefu had the two little monkeys guard Nie Yan's likely path, while she flew to a lush tree, concealed herself, held her breath, and nervously watched the movements below.

A moment later, Nie Yan, naked, arrived at the tree where Tang Yuefu was hiding. The two little monkeys, upon seeing him, ran over, each grabbing one of his small hands and chattering incessantly, wanting him to play with them. Nie

Yan, his face grim, circled the monkeys a few times, then suddenly chuckled, "Mother and sister have disappeared somewhere, perfect for you two to vent your frustrations!"

With that, Nie Yan clasped his hands together in front of his chest, chanting incantations. He then pressed his hands forward into the air, shouting "Freeze!" He had used a "Freeze Spell" he had never practiced before. The two little monkeys froze on the spot, unable to move an inch. Although their eyes blazed with fury, they couldn't even utter a cry.

Nie Yan knelt on the ground, spread the little female monkey's legs, and, holding his thick, erect penis, thrust it straight into the monkey's genitals. The little female monkey's den was stretched wide open. The pain of being invaded by a foreign object made her open her mouth to cry out, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only silently endure Nie Yan's attacks.

Nie Yan bent down, using his body weight to push his penis to the very end of the animal's hole, then thrust his small buttocks up and down forcefully, pumping in and out of the hole. Nie Yan's large penis was truly unbearable for the little female monkey; each thrust brought her greater pain. She looked helplessly at the treetop where Tang Yuefu was hiding, her eyes filled with pleading.

Tang Yuefu couldn't bear it and turned her head away, only to find the little male monkey glaring at her angrily. She forced a smile of apology, sighing inwardly, "Don't blame me, I didn't know it would turn out like this... Ah... It's just fate playing tricks on us..."

Nie Yan, while forcefully thrusting his large penis rapidly inside the little female monkey, laughed triumphantly. Suddenly, he noticed that the little male monkey lying on the ground beside him had also become erect. Perhaps due to the stimulation he was seeing, the not-too-large penis peeked out from the thick fur, standing upright and quite conspicuous.

Nie Yan reached out and grabbed the erect penis, saying coldly, "Do you want to compete with me? Bah... Die... You ignorant beast..." With that, he twisted and pulled the little male monkey's penis out of its body, and a large amount of blood gushed from its crotch, dripping onto the ground.

"Ah..." Tang Yuefu exclaimed in shock. She couldn't believe that her usually kind and innocent son had become so cruel. Although Tang Yuefu didn't want this to happen, it was too late, and she could only watch helplessly. Fortunately, Nie Yan let out a burst of wild laughter when he pulled out the penis, covering her scream. Otherwise, if he knew that his mother was in the tree next to him, who knows what would happen.

On this side, after tearing off the little monkey's genitals, Nie Yan, gazing at the bright red blood gushing out like a spring, seemed to have his latent evil awakened. He reached out and broke off the little monkey's limbs one by one, casually tossing them around. The poor little monkey was unable to move, forced to endure the little devil's wanton

cruelty. Blood trickled from its severed limbs, leaving red bloodstains on the ground that quickly mingled, forming a dark red swamp. Nie Yan seemed unsatisfied. He grabbed the little monkey's head with one hand and its mutilated body with the other, pulling hard from both sides, forcibly tearing the little monkey's head off its neck. Tang Yuefu's vision blurred, and she nearly lost her balance and fell from the tree. Anxiety filled her heart. "Yan'er, do you know what you're doing? They were your childhood playmates... You... why did you become like this..."

Nie Yan tossed the male monkey's head aside, picked up the female monkey, and made her straddle him. He laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha... the eyesore is gone, let's have some fun..."

He gently lay down, his hands on the female monkey's waist, and thrust his large penis into her orifice repeatedly from below. Having been inside her for some time, the female monkey's orifice had adapted to the size of his penis, and it was even secreting lubricating fluid, making Nie Yan's thrusting movements smoother.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Nie Yan and the little female monkey's point of contact was directly facing Tang Yuefu, who was hiding behind the leaves. From Tang Yuefu's angle, she could see the entire process of the penis turning and thrusting inside the

little female monkey's genitals. Tang Yuefu watched as her son's penis disappeared into the little female monkey's fur time and time again, and heard the sounds of "splish-splish" sounds of lustful fluids. At some point, her hands had already touched her breasts, feeling her heart pounding intensely.

Her fingers unconsciously played with her nipples, her vagina overflowing with desire, soaking her undergarments. Waves of lust swept over her body and mind, and the effects of the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" she had swallowed earlier began to take hold. Tang Yuefu felt hot all over, having long forgotten her identity and her current situation, her mind filled with the moving scenes of lovemaking between men and women.

Suddenly, Nie Yan grabbed one of the baby monkey's hind legs and cried out, "Mother, I want you..."

Then, with a forceful pull, he cleaved the baby monkey in two, its entrails and blood gushing out, staining him a blood-soaked mess.

Nie Yan leaped to his feet, his blood-stained red penis trembling and throbbing, still so firm and powerful. He raised his hands to the sky and cried out in anguish, "Mother...where are you...Yan'er is in so much pain..."

Tang Yuefu, in a daze, heard her son's call. Without thinking, she jumped down from the tree, her trembling hands reaching forward in response to her son's cry, "Son...your mother is here..."

Nie Yan suddenly saw his mother appear before him and immediately rushed over, desperately hugging Tang Yuefu's legs, instantly staining her snow-white dress with patches of crimson.

Tang Yuefu lovingly stroked her son's hair and softly said, "Yan'er, lie down and let your mother detoxify you..."

Before Tang Yuefu could finish speaking, Nie Yan suddenly reached out and lifted the hem of his mother's dress. His nimble little hand slipped through the gap in her underpants, his middle finger hooking precisely onto his mother's moist vulva. His fingertip slid into the warm cavity, directly touching the tiny protrusions on the fleshy walls.

"Ah... Yan'er... you..." Tang Yuefu groaned. Nie Yan's sudden attack caught her off guard. The burning desire within her seemed to have found an outlet, and a large amount of fluid flowed from her honeyed orifice. Tang Yuefu felt weak and numb. Although she knew she should push her son away, her body was completely out of control. Her snowy buttocks swayed slightly, as if trying to swallow Nie Yan's finger whole.

Nie Yan twisted his fingers, which were inserted into his mother's vulva, and with a light flick of his little finger, Tang Yuefu's underpants were torn into two pieces, hanging one in front of the other at her waist. The cool mountain breeze caressed Tang Yuefu's burning lower body, but it could not extinguish the fire in her heart.

Nie Yan's other hand grabbed his mother's legs and pulled hard, causing Tang Yuefu to lose her balance and fall to the ground. Nie Yan untied the silk loops of his mother's upper garment and tore off her apricot-yellow bodice, revealing a pair of full, snow-white breasts. He pressed down on his mother, his swollen, purplish glans pressing against Tang Yuefu's petals, trying to penetrate her.

"No...no no...Yan'er, I'm your mother...you can't...you can't do this..." Tang Yuefu cried out in alarm, twisting her body to avoid her son's violation. The hair between her legs brushed against the tender flesh of his glans, only making Nie Yan's lust burn even more fiercely, unable to control himself.

Nie Yan pressed his hands against his mother's breasts. With immense force, Tang Yuefu could no longer move her body. Her sensitive nipples, stimulated by the demonic energy Nie Yan unleashed, stood erect, the buds shamelessly swelling, trying to peek out from between Nie Yan's fingers.

Nie Yan had clearly noticed the change in his mother's chest. He slightly parted his fingers, letting the erect nipples peek out, and then forcefully squeezed them inward.

"Ah...it hurts...stop..." Tang Yuefu cried out in pain, accompanied by a piercing pain in her chest, but also by a surge of intense pleasure coursing through her body. Her muscles spasmed, her snowy buttocks swayed slightly, and unknowingly, she pressed against Nie Yan's penis. Nie Yan slightly lowered his waist, his glans pushing aside the delicate petals, finally entering his mother's narrow vulva.

Tang Yuefu felt her son's penis enter her honeypot, and was instantly terrified. Forgetting the pleasure flowing through her body, she cried out, "Yan'er...take it out...this is incest...you...you can't do this..."

Nie Yan felt the folds of his mother's honeypot enveloping his glans, his whole body relaxed, his pores open. He ignored Tang Yuefu's cries. He groaned, thrusting his hips inward, his entire penis, moistened by her honeyed juices, plunging deep into his mother's vagina, striking her soft flower.

"Mmm...good...ah...no..." Tang Yuefu's empty honeypot was completely filled by Nie Yan's penis. Her long-held desire was finally fulfilled by her son. Her dark red lips parted, greedily sucking on the thick, long shaft. The flames of desire were fully released, causing her to involuntarily utter incoherent murmurs.

Nie Yan thrust slowly and forcefully, relentlessly pounding Tang Yuefu's flower bud, showering her with nectar. Their pubic bones collided, producing muffled "plop" sounds. Tang Yuefu, consumed by desire, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, responding to her son's movements. Her honeyed orifice overflowed with fluid, allowing Nie Yan's penis to reach its full depth with each thrust.

"Oh... Mother... you're so good there... it feels so good..." Nie Yan's heartfelt praise only intensified Tang Yuefu's shame. She had just been scolding her daughter for being useless, yet she herself felt even more pathetic. Although she knew perfectly well that their actions constituted true incest, her body faithfully responded to her son's relentless thrusts. The intense pleasure completely shattered her rational defenses; she could only cover her burning cheeks, slightly raising her snowy buttocks, enjoying the deeper thrusts.

Under Nie Yan's tireless and frenzied thrusting, Tang Yuefu's flower chamber gradually opened a tiny crack, which then widened. Finally, with another full insertion, Nie Yan's rounded glans was taken inside. The cervix gripped the shaft, and the tender flesh of the vaginal walls entwined and twisted around the shaft.

"Ah... Mother... I feel so good..." Nie Yan cried out loudly, his large penis throbbing slightly, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

"Ah... No... Pull it out quickly... Don't ejaculate inside..." Tang Yuefu noticed her son's condition. Her last shred of reason reminded her to struggle to get rid of Nie Yan's penis. Although it was pointless, she still didn't want her son's semen to enter her uterus. Perhaps this was the last barrier in her heart.

At this moment, Nie Yan was ready to pounce. He held Tang Yuefu's delicate body firmly, preventing his penis from slipping out of her honeyed orifice, while intensifying his thrusting, wanting to pour all the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" into the uterus that had once nurtured his life. Tang Yuefu frantically tossed her beautiful hair, screaming, "Stop... Ah... No... This can't be!"

At this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared before the two passionately engaged in intercourse. A jade-like hand slammed into Nie Yan's Tianling acupoint, then pulled him away. With a soft "pop," the glans withdrew from Tang Yuefu's honeyed orifice, the dew-covered shaft still throbbing. Streams of black liquid spurted from the urethral opening, landing on Tang Yuefu's snow-white breasts, slowly sliding down her undulating peaks.

It turned out that Nie Wanrong, having been cooped up in the tree hollow for too long, worried about her mother and younger brother, and had secretly sneaked over, finally managing to knock Nie Yan unconscious in time.

"Mother, how are you?" Nie Wanrong helped her mother up, asking anxiously.

"Oh...I...I'm fine..." Tang Yuefu blushed, gently pulling away from her daughter's hand, getting up to straighten her clothes, and then lowering her head to explain softly, "Rong'er...I just...sigh..."

Nie Wanrong quickly stopped her mother from continuing, "Mother, I know you're doing this for Yan-di, let's not talk about this anymore, let's take Yan-di back quickly and make plans later!"

Tang Yuefu glanced gratefully at her daughter, and Nie Wanrong carried the unconscious Nie Yan, the three of them returning home together.

"Rong'er, how much of your power did you use? Why is Yan-di still not awake?" Tang Yuefu asked with a frown.

"No need, although the situation was urgent just now, I was very careful. Judging from the strength Yan-di showed, my palm strike shouldn't have made him sleep for so long, right?" Nie Wanrong was also confused.

At this time, Nie Yan's body had been cleaned, he was dressed in clean clothes, and lay straight on the bed. Tang Yuefu and her daughter sat on the edge of the bed, each holding one of his pulse points and channeling their inner energy to examine his internal condition.

Their inner energy converged at the "Shanzhong" acupoint on Nie Yan's chest, then extended towards his dantian.

Although they encountered fierce resistance from Nie Yan's own inner energy, Tang Yuefu and her daughter's inner energy gradually gained the upper hand in the struggle, slowly approaching the crucial dantian.

Just as their inner energy touched the dense mass of energy in his dantian, a sudden change occurred. The previously chaotic inner energy suddenly began to swirl, forming a huge vortex that sucked in their inner energy at an astonishing speed, instantly draining thirty percent of their inner energy.

The rapid loss of their own inner energy startled Tang Yuefu and her daughter, who tried to let go but found themselves firmly stuck, unable to break free no matter how hard they tried. Their inner energy continued to flow into Nie Yan's body.

At first, Tang Yuefu thought it was just to heal her son's injuries, so she didn't pay much attention. But when more than 80% of her power was absorbed, she panicked and hurriedly cried out, "Rong'er, we can't let Yan'er absorb this! I'll count to three, and we'll use our power together, one... two... three!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the two of them used their remaining power and thrust it inward. With two muffled thuds, they finally withdrew their hands from Nie Yan's body. With this impact, Nie Yan's body jumped on the bed and then fell back down, still unconscious.

Tang Yuefu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, secretly relieved. If the situation had continued, she and her daughter would have surely perished. Although her internal energy was now only about 20% of what it used to be, it would surely recover in time. Even though Nie Yan hadn't woken up yet, at least his life wasn't in immediate danger. Given the significant loss of her and her daughter's power, she had no choice but to stop for now and plan for the future.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuefu turned to Nie Wanrong, who was equally shaken, and said with a wry smile, "Rong'er, for now we can only wait and see. You should go back to your room and rest. I can look after Yan'er..."

Nie Wanrong nodded in agreement and got up to leave.

Nie Yan woke up at dusk on the third day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his mother and sister's anxious faces. His childish voice asked curiously, "Mother, what are you doing here?"

Tang Yuefu looked into her son's clear eyes, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. Clearly, Nie Yan knew nothing of what had happened. She excitedly hugged her son, kissed his forehead, and tears streamed down her face.

"Mother, what happened? Why are you crying?" Cool tears fell on Nie Yan's face, and he asked even more confusedly.

Just as Nie Wanrong was about to speak, Tang Yuefu interrupted her, saying, "Yan'er, your poison flared up a few days ago, and it was your sister and I who brought you back to life. You slept for three whole days, which terrified your mother. Now we're all together again..."

"Oh, I see. Yan'er, I'm so sorry for making your mother and sister worry..."

Once her mother's emotions had calmed down a bit, Nie Wanrong said, "Mother, I'll stay with Yan-di for now. You should go and rest. You haven't slept a wink these past few days; you must be exhausted..."

Tang Yuefu then felt a wave of intense weariness. She gave Nie Yan a few more instructions and left her son's room. Although she longed for a good, long sleep, the stench on her body forced her to first bathe in a distant pool.

By the time she finished washing and changed into clean clothes, a bright moon was already hanging in the sky. Thinking back to the moment she washed herself, wiping her delicate vulva—which her son had so brutally violated—and the near-fatal attempt to force his venomous "Nine Yang Evil Essence" inside her, Tang Yuefu sighed softly, composed herself, and headed home.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from ahead. Startled, Tang Yuefu hurried home, but due to her greatly diminished internal energy, it was too late when she arrived. What she saw before her was almost unbelievable.

Her son's room was mostly collapsed, two ferocious apes were attacking the unarmed Nie Wanrong in the open space in front of the house, and Nie Yan lay unconscious on the ground behind his sister, his life hanging in the balance.

Nie Wanrong, who had not yet recovered, was clearly at a disadvantage. Just as she parried the giant claw that was looming overhead, she was ambushed by another ferocious ape. She was kicked hard in the abdomen and immediately spat out blood. She flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed into a giant tree. Her body went limp and slid down. She struggled a few times, but could no longer get up.

Tang Yuefu was extremely anxious. She leaped over several times and hugged Nie Wanrong, asking repeatedly, "Rong'er, how are you?"

Nie Wanrong barely opened her eyes. Seeing that her mother had arrived, she weakly said, "Mother, they...they want to kill Brother Yan...I..." As she spoke, she suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted in her mother's arms.

Tang Yuefu put her daughter down and jumped in front of the two ferocious apes, shouting angrily, "What are you doing?"

The two ferocious apes stood upright, their giant paws pounding their chests, emitting deafening howls. Their four fire-breathing beastly eyes, however, remained fixed on Nie Yan behind Tang Yuefu with grief and indignation.

Tang Yuefu knew the ferocious apes had a keen sense of smell and might have already detected Nie Yan's scent on the baby monkey's corpse. They were certain they had come for revenge. To save her son's life, she had no choice but to take the blame: "I instructed him to do it. If you have any complaints, come at me."

The two ferocious apes exchanged a glance, let out a low growl, and pounced on Tang Yuefu. Knowing she was no match for them, Tang Yuefu gave up futile resistance, closed her eyes, and awaited death. Her only hope was that after killing her, the apes would spare Wanrong and her brother, preserving the last bloodline of the long-suffering "Shushan Sword Sect."

Unexpectedly, seeing that Tang Yuefu had no intention of attacking, the apes changed their minds. The female ape grabbed Tang Yuefu's arms from behind, while the male ape began tearing at her clothes.

"Stop... What do you want...?" The newly changed bodice was ripped open by the ferocious ape, exposing her glistening, snow-white breasts to the air. Tang Yuefu was filled with shock and anger, twisting her body violently, but she couldn't break free from the female ape's massive claws. Her plump breasts bounced up and down with her body's movements, a truly pleasing sight.

The male ape spread Tang Yuefu's slender legs apart, its massive body squeezing inside, making Tang Yuefu straddle its lap. Then it extended its bright red tongue, licking Tang Yuefu's breasts with a "smack, smack" sound. The rough tongue brushed against the tender nipples, the strange stimulation making Tang Yuefu's whole body go weak, and a secret current surged within her honeyed orifice.

"No... no... get away..." Tang Yuefu shouted and cursed, secretly hating herself for being so lewd. To be violated by a male beast and still feel pleasure—was she really such a lowly woman!

While licking her breasts, the ferocious ape tore Tang Yuefu's clothes to shreds, completely exposing her sparse pubic hair and pink, tender petals to its eyes. This sight aroused the ape's lust, and a thick, erect member pressed against Tang Yuefu's vulva.

"Beast...no...ah..." Tang Yuefu felt a thick, hot, and enormous penis pressing against her entrance, attempting to force its way in. She frantically struggled, but her limbs were firmly held by the two apes, making escape impossible.

The tip of the penis had already penetrated her narrow opening, and Tang Yuefu felt a sharp pain, as if her body had been cleaved apart by a giant fist. She groaned in pain, her legs trembling violently. The ape's claws held Tang Yuefu's waist in place, and with a roar, it forced its arm-thick member inside.

"I...I'm going to split open...Let go of me..."

The intense pain caused Tang Yuefu to scream loudly. The beast's penis was pushed inch by inch into her vagina, tearing open the walls of her vagina. The tiny blood vessels in her vulva gradually swelled and burst, dark red blood flowing along the beast's root.

The thick beast's penis was already more than halfway in, and the ferocious ape thrust forward, plunging the remaining part in one go.

"It hurts...it hurts so much...it hurts so much...ah..." Tang Yuefu wailed, accompanied by excruciating pain. She clearly heard a loud "crack" sound of bones rubbing together, a sound all too familiar to Tang Yuefu, who already had two children—the sound of her pelvis cracking during childbirth.

The ferocious ape's glans sank deeper and deeper, finally forcing open the tightly closed cervix and ramming directly against the tender flesh of the uterine wall. Tang Yuefu's lower body was like a bleeding wound, with blood flowing uncontrollably from her vagina, running down her fair legs and wetting a large area of the ground.

The ferocious ape, seeing the blood, grew even more frenzied, swaying its body back and forth, thrusting its beastly root with tremendous force. Each thrust felt like a large wooden stake piercing her uterus, each pull back like the agony of childbirth. The tender flesh of her vulva, seeping blood, was pulled outwards, only to be rammed deeper by each heavier blow. The steel-needle-like hairs between the ape's groin pierced Tang Yuefu's snowy buttocks, leaving dense red marks. With each increasingly ferocious thrust, the hairs finally pierced her delicate skin, oozing beads of blood that flowed down her rounded buttocks to her groin, mingling with the blood flowing from her vulva.

As she lost a large amount of blood, Tang Yuefu's consciousness gradually blurred. Cold sweat poured down her body, but the excruciating pain prevented her from completely fainting. She could only moan weakly as she endured the ferocious ape's ravaging.

Suddenly, Tang Yuefu felt a foreign object intrude into her anus. A strange, throbbing pain startled her. Turning her head, she discovered that the female ape behind her had inserted a hairy finger into her anus. She closed her eyes in agony, crying out, "No...no..."

The female ape's eyes held a mocking expression as she rotated her finger, the tip digging into the folds of her anus. Tang Yuefu's vagina and anus were stretched to their limit. The fact that she had been violated by this beast filled her with immense humiliation, yet she was powerless to escape their torment.

Just as Tang Yuefu was on the verge of a complete breakdown, she suddenly felt the fingers that had been moving inside her anus being pulled out. Her son's familiar presence appeared behind her. It turned out that Nie Yan had awakened. Seeing his mother being raped by the ferocious ape, he immediately rushed over and kicked the female ape. Having absorbed a large amount of his mother's and sister's power, he was able to kick the female ape quite a distance.

Overjoyed, Tang Yuefu cried out, "Yan'er...save me...save me..."

She had expected her son to deal with the male ape as well, but unexpectedly, Nie Yan coldly snorted, thrusting his erect penis into his mother's anus in one go. Seeing Nie Yan's actions, the female ape no longer approached, but instead squatted to the side, watching the spectacle.

"Ah...no...Yan'er...no..." A penis much thicker than the ape's finger was inserted into her body, immediately smoothing out the folds in her anus. While forcefully thrusting his penis in and out, Nie Yan stubbornly said, "Mother plays with them, why won't you let Yan'er play?"

"No...it's not like that..." Misunderstood by her son as lewd, Tang Yuefu was so ashamed and indignant that she almost wanted to commit suicide on the spot. Humiliated tears streamed down her face as she loudly protested.

Nie Yan ignored his mother's explanations and continued to rape the poor woman with the male ape. The two penises went in and out, rhythmically thrusting into Tang Yuefu's front and back orifices. Tang Yuefu gasped for breath, unable to utter a complete sentence.

The tender flesh of her anus gripped Nie Yan's penis, its tightness significantly stronger than that of her vagina. This made it difficult for the young Nie Yan to last. After dozens of powerful thrusts, Nie Yan ejaculated a large amount of "Nine Yang Evil Essence" into his mother's body. Even after ejaculation, his penis remained hard, still inserted in his mother's anus. He himself seemed to have exhausted all his strength, pressed tightly against Tang Yuefu's snowy buttocks, motionless.

The aphrodisiac effects of the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" gradually took hold, igniting a blazing fire of lust within Tang Yuefu's body. The intense desire made her unable to think clearly. With the ferocious ape's rapid thrusts, her honeyed orifice overflowed with fluids, diluting the blood and making her vagina incredibly slippery. She began to feel a frenzied pleasure.

The beast's movements became even smoother, and Tang Yuefu no longer felt pain. Her hands unconsciously rested on the ferocious ape's shoulders, her snowy buttocks swaying gently, welcoming the ape's thrusts, seeking an even sweeter sensation.

The ferocious ape gripped its mother's legs with both hands, tossing her around roughly like a broken doll. With each slam, its stake-like ape penis plunged deep into her womb, causing Tang Yuefu's eyes to roll back. The ape's massive claws squeezed Tang Yuefu's swaying breasts, her white breasts contorting into various shapes with the ape's brutal kneading.

"Ah...ah ah..." With a scream, Tang Yuefu trembled violently, her juices flowing freely, reaching climax under the beast's ravaging. Her vagina convulsed rhythmically, squeezing and pressing the beast's root inside her.

The ferocious ape growled repeatedly, finally ejaculating wave after wave of semen under Tang Yuefu's twisting and pressing. The hot semen shot into Tang Yuefu's uterus like sharp arrows, and Tang Yuefu's belly gradually swelled and bulged, round and plump, like a woman who was four months pregnant.

"Mother..." A cry of surprise woke Tang Yuefu from her dazed state. It turned out that Nie Wanrong had also woken up and had just witnessed this final scene, so she couldn't help but call out.

Tang Yuefu was immediately embarrassed and ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear when her daughter saw her like this, and all her resentment was directed at the ferocious ape. With her last ounce of strength, she cleaved the penis still inserted in her vagina, her palm forming a blade. The ferocious ape howled and staggered back several steps. The mother ape beside her leaped over, supporting her wounded companion and roaring angrily.

Having used her attack, Tang Yuefu could no longer support herself and fell backward, pinning her son beneath her. Seeing this, the two ferocious apes pounced, their four massive claws reaching for Tang Yuefu's delicate body. Exhausted, Tang Yuefu knew she was doomed, but suddenly felt a powerful surge of energy flowing from the penis in her anus into her body. Without thinking, she stretched out her palms, drawing a diagonal cross in the air. With a gust of wind, the two apes were sliced into eight pieces, spraying blood all over Tang Yuefu.

At this moment, Nie Wanrong, trembling with fear, struggled to climb down from the tree, staring blankly at the blood-soaked Tang Yuefu, only to see a beastly penis still inserted in her mother's vagina. Her hands trembled as she grasped the end of the beast's penis, gritting her teeth as she pulled it out.

"Ah..." Tang Yuefu cried out in agony, as a torrent of semen, vaginal fluid, and blood gushed from her honeypot in an arc, like a waterfall.

Tang Yuefu's hair was disheveled, stained with filth, and her snow-white body was covered in various fluids and bruises. Her two legs, exhausted from the rape, trembled incessantly, her vulva seemingly unable to close, gushing fluid, her legs spread wide as if waiting for someone else to finish her. Even in her dazed state, her face still held an intensely satisfied female lust.

The daughter, seeing her mother's filthy state, her younger brother's magnificent penis still inserted in her anus, felt her heart pounding. She couldn't believe that her usually pure and dignified mother looked so like a lowly prostitute at this moment.

Having endured this great calamity, especially the simultaneous rape and abuse by her own son and a savage ape, Tang Yuefu was too ashamed to face Wanrong and her siblings. She retreated to her room, hoping to recover her composure over the next few days before reappearing in a more appropriate state.

For several days, Tang Yuefu remained hidden, ignoring her children's calls. Nie Wanrong knew her mother had suffered immense physical and emotional trauma. After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade her at the door, she gave up, allowing her mother to find peace and resolve her inner turmoil. She herself took on the responsibility of caring for Nie Yan.

Fortunately, the poison of the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass" had not taken effect, and Nie Yan had returned to his former innocent and adorable self. However, his engorged penis remained at an alarming size, dangling between his legs, causing him considerable distress. While

Tang Yuefu's profound arts quickly healed his physical wounds, the psychological barriers remained. Not only that, due to the large amount of "Nine Yang Evil Essence," even though Tang Yuefu tried to concentrate, those shameful scenes still kept flashing through her mind, causing an unbearable tingling and itching in her vulva, and an incessant flow of fluid. The more she thought about these things, the more her initial resentment slowly faded, but a faint craving for carnal desire began to rise deep within her heart.

Although she couldn't sort it out, Tang Yuefu was deeply worried about her son's health. Every midnight, she would secretly sneak to Nie Yan's room to check if her son was alright.

That evening, when she once again peeked at Nie Yan through the crack in the window, the scene before her eyes left her speechless. Nie Yan was shirtless, his small hands vigorously rubbing his genitals through his pajama bottoms, his erect penis creating a small tent in his pajama bottoms.

Nie Yan rubbed vigorously for a while, then pulled down his pajama bottoms. The foreskin covering his white penis had fallen to the glans, and a thin stream of clear fluid seeped from the urethral opening, making the glans glisten. He lay down, his small hands grasping his throbbing member. Despite his young age, he imitated the masturbation Tang Yuefu had performed on him a few days ago, stroking it up and down. As the frequency of his hand movements increased, a complex expression of pain and pleasure appeared on his face, and childlike moans filled the room.

The penis gradually swelled with each rub, almost too large for Nie Yan's small hands to fully grasp. He had to use both hands to encircle the thick shaft, continuing to squeeze it. Although Tang Yuefu was blushing with shame, her eyes were fixed on her son's thick penis, unable to look away. Her heart drifted away, her petals bloomed, and nectar flowed out. Her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.

"Mother, don't you want Yan'er anymore... Yan'er knows he was wrong... Please forgive Yan'er..." Even as Nie Yan was performing his lewd acts, his thoughts were still on his dearest mother.

Hearing Nie Yan's pitiful cries, Tang Yuefu made a decision in an instant, casting aside all worldly concerns. Since her body was no longer pure, then let it be completely defiled. As a mother, she could only satisfy her son's needs; enduring any hardship was worthwhile. However, Tang Yuefu herself couldn't distinguish whether this decision stemmed from great maternal love or from the ever-burning passion within her.

The door opened automatically without wind, letting in a cold mountain breeze. Nie Yan shivered. Turning his head, he saw a woman in white standing gracefully in the doorway, her thousands of strands of hair fluttering in the wind, her skirt billowing, revealing a pair of flawless white bare feet and a small section of shapely, jade-like calves. Because of the backlighting, Nie Yan couldn't clearly see the other person's face.

"Sister Rong, is that you?" Nie Yan asked awkwardly, quickly pulling the blanket over his naked lower body.

Tang Yuefu didn't answer, nor did she move. Her delicate body seemed to be blown by the wind, floating lightly into the room. Her clothes gradually fell off and scattered on the floor. Her fair skin reflected a holy glow under the bright moonlight, like a celestial maiden descended to earth.

Tang Yuefu landed at the head of Nie Yan's bed, completely naked. Her plump breasts rose and fell, the red nipples standing proudly atop them. Below her abdomen, a thick patch of dark hair and dew-laden petals gently swayed, as if inviting a distinguished guest to explore a paradise.

A slender, delicate hand swept back the hair that had fallen in front of her face, revealing a face as alluring as a peach blossom in full bloom. Her dark eyes gazed at Nie Yan, who was almost dumbfounded, with a mixture of resentment and shyness.

Finally seeing her true face, Nie Yan trembled, grasped her jade-like hand, and called out in a trembling voice, "Mother, is it really you?"

Tang Yuefu gently pressed her slender, jade-like fingers to Nie Yan's lips, signaling him to be silent. A bewitching smile graced her face, her eyes sparkling with desire. She reached out and lifted the thin blanket, supporting his erect penis, and slowly knelt down. Her cherry lips parted, and she took the egg-sized glans into her mouth.

Nie Yan felt an indescribable sweetness wash over him as his glans entered the warm cavity. Whenever Tang Yuefu's teeth accidentally grazed the tender flesh of his glans, a tremor would rise in Nie Yan's heart. The slight stinging pain made him lift his buttocks and thrust deeper into Tang Yuefu's mouth.

Her jade-like hands grasped the thick, fleshy penis, rotating and stroking it. Her tongue, like cloves, swished around the glans, its surface occasionally brushing against the urethral opening, drawing in the constantly oozing white fluid. Her fragrant lips tightly gripped the shaft, moving downwards little by little, swallowing most of the penis.

The soft sucking sounds reached his ears. Nie Yan glanced over and saw his mother kneeling between his legs, her starry eyes slightly closed, carefully sucking his penis, her earnest expression touching. Nie Yan closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face, his body relaxed, continuing to enjoy Tang Yuefu's attentive oral service.

Suddenly, the penis withdrew from the gentle embrace. Nie Yan was startled and opened his eyes to see Tang Yuefu already straddling him, her hairy lower body pressing against the tip of his penis. Her snowy buttocks swayed gently, allowing the glans to slide back and forth along the crevice of her flower valley.

The moist petals slowly opened with the friction, and the glans effortlessly slid into the muddy passage. Tang Yuefu gently moved up and down a few times, then suddenly lowered her slender waist, taking the entire penis inside her.

"Mmm..." Both mother and son simultaneously let out soft moans of satisfaction. The narrow vagina was filled to the brim by the penis, leaving no gaps. A thrilling current shot from his groin to his head. Tang Yuefu clamped her legs around Nie Yan's body, gently pulling up and then slamming down, her flower bud releasing waves of nectar under the powerful impact. Her

two snow-white, plump breasts bounced up and down, making one dizzy. The penis thrust rapidly into her anus, the shaft scraping against the folds of her vaginal walls, sparking bursts of pleasure.

"Mother, you're so good at this... Yan'er feels so good..." Nie Yan exclaimed, cooperating with his mother's ministrations, his little buttocks bobbing as he pushed the penis to the very end of her vulva time and time again.

"Yan'er... Mother feels so good too... Ah... You hit it again... Ah..." Tang Yuefu completely opened her heart, fully enjoying the pleasure of sex. Perhaps the desire within her was too intense, for Tang Yuefu's hands were already cupping the lower edge of her large breasts, two fingers pinching and kneading her dark red nipples forcefully.

"Oh...it's hitting the G-spot...Yan'er...good Yan'er...again...faster...ah..." A string of lewd words flowed from Tang Yuefu's mouth. Each thrust of flesh made her scream wildly. Her long, flowing hair flew in the air with the swaying of her body, a captivating blush rising on her skin. Her vulva was overflowing with fluids, a tidal wave of lustful water gushing from her flower chamber, flowing down her penis, soaking Nie Yan's crotch and the bed beneath him.

"Ahhh...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum..." Tang Yuefu screamed high-pitchedly, her muscles stiffening, her honey hole convulsing repeatedly, her flower heart wide open, spitting out all the juices inside, before collapsing weakly onto Nie Yan.

"Mother, how are you?" The ever-increasing pleasure suddenly stopped, and Nie Yan asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, just too tired. Yan'er, would you like to come up on top?" Tang Yuefu's suggestion was exactly what Nie Yan wanted. The two embraced tightly, rolled around on the bed, and assumed a missionary position. Because they were both very careful, his penis remained inside her vagina throughout the rotation.

Nie Yan spread Tang Yuefu's legs apart, slightly withdrew his thick penis, swayed her buttocks once, and then thrust it in again, repeatedly.

"Mmm... mmm..." The afterglow of her orgasm had not completely faded when a new wave of pleasure followed. Tang Yuefu moaned softly, lifting her snowy buttocks to make it easier for Nie Yan to move.

The mother's moans and the intense lust on her face spurred Nie Yan to thrust his penis even harder, grabbing her smooth, large breasts and roughly kneading and squeezing them. These unrestrained actions did not elicit any disgust from Tang Yuefu; they only intensified her breathing, and a prostitute's seductive smile appeared on her burning face. His

penis flashed in and out of her vulva at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, the muffled thuds of flesh colliding like the rapid beating of drums, blending with the soft slurring of genitals joining together, creating the most beautiful symphony in the world.

The penis slammed heavily against her already limp and mushy vulva again and again, and Tang Yuefu finally cried out in lust again: "Good Yan'er... good Yan'er... oh... yes... right there... again... ah... good son... fuck your mother to death..."

After a moment, Tang Yuefu finally couldn't bear the torment any longer and begged, "Good Yan'er, hurry up and put it in, what's fun outside, come in quickly..."

Nie Yan's face was full of mockery, and he still refused to comply. Tang Yuefu gritted her teeth, suddenly twisted her waist and lifted her hips, welcoming the penis into her body, while humming a satisfied moan.

Nie Yan was extremely dissatisfied with his mother's success, and pulled his penis up again, but unexpectedly Tang Yuefu's vulva followed closely, wrapping around the penis and refusing to let go. No matter how high Nie Yan raised his position, it remained connected to her honey hole, never falling off for a moment.

Nie Yan looked down in bewilderment and was shocked to find that the two of them were now floating in mid-air, about half a zhang higher than the bed. It turned out that Tang Yuefu, in pursuit of carnal desire, had secretly channeled her inner energy, creating a purple cloud of energy beneath them, lifting their bodies higher and higher. He wondered if the founder of the "Shushan Sword Sect" would be so angry that he would rise from his grave if he knew that the martial arts he had painstakingly created were being used here.

"Mother, you're so cunning," Nie Yan pouted, saying unconvinced. "

Yan'er, stop playing around, it's so itchy down there, come and help me stop the itch..." Tang Yuefu said, shaking her snowy buttocks and bumping against Nie Yan.

Nie Yan stopped teasing his mother, placed his hands on Tang Yuefu's plump breasts, and began to thrust wildly, launching a new round of attacks. Countless thrusts finally paid off. The glans forced open the closed cervix and entered the mysterious palace. Tang Yuefu cried out in a loud, lustful voice, "It's in...it's in...Yan'er...good job...again...again...ah...ah..."

The two, locked in intense intercourse, tumbled in mid-air, copious amounts of sweat and vaginal fluids spraying outwards, as if a light rain were falling in the room, leaving their bodily fluids in every corner.

"Yan'er...I'm coming again...ah...ah..."

"Mother...I'm going to cum too...oh..."

The two reached the peak of their desire almost simultaneously, a torrent of nectar gushing out, only to be swept back by the wildly shooting "Nine Yang Evil Essence." The two liquids mixed together, filling Tang Yuefu's uterus instantly.

After ejaculating, Nie Yan lay on his side, resting on Tang Yuefu's chest, flattening her right breast. Tang Yuefu reached out, lovingly stroking her son's disheveled hair, and softly said, "Yan'er, from now on, your mother will come to detoxify you every day. Are you willing?"

Hearing this, Nie Yan quickly sat up and happily replied, "Really? That's wonderful! You're truly my dearest mother..."

The next morning, Nie Wanrong woke up, dressed, and went outside. The cool, slightly earthy air of the mountains invigorated her. She stretched languidly, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a familiar figure. Tang Yuefu, who

hadn't appeared for several days, was squatting before the stove, fanning herself with one hand and adding firewood with the other. In the firelight, her fair cheeks seemed to be veiled in a rosy glow, making her exceptionally beautiful. A ceramic urn sat on the stove, wisps of steam rising, the rich aroma of chestnut soup filling the air.

"Mother, what's wrong...?" Nie Wanrong stepped forward and asked in surprise.

Tang Yuefu turned around and, seeing it was her daughter Wanrong, quickly called out, "Rong'er, you've come at the right time! Come and help me add firewood." She handed over the fan, avoiding answering her earlier question.

Nie Wanrong took the fan, bewildered, and began fanning the fire and adding firewood. She saw her mother first put a large handful of red "nuer fruit" into the earthenware pot and then stir it with a wooden spoon. Perhaps from being exposed to the fire for so long, Tang Yuefu's face was covered in a fine layer of sweat, but she paid no attention to it, seemingly focused entirely on the porridge.

Nie Wanrong could no longer find any trace of sorrow or grief on her mother's face. "Perhaps Mother has recovered, so why should I dwell on it?" she thought, and decided not to bring up the past again, lest she touch upon the deepest wound in Tang Yuefu's heart.

Tang Yuefu scooped out a little chestnut soup and put it in her mouth. She closed her eyes, savored it carefully, and then smacked her lips, saying, "Hmm...it tastes good. Rong'er, go and call Yan'er to come and eat."

When Nie Wanrong and Nie Yan returned, Tang Yuefu had already prepared three bowls of porridge. The family sat around the table and happily ate breakfast. However, the observant Nie Wanrong noticed something unusual during the meal: Tang Yuefu frequently glanced at Nie Yan, and only after confirming that her son was satisfied with the "chestnut porridge" she had personally prepared would she continue eating. A blush would often inexplicably appear on her face, like a newlywed woman attentive to her husband's expression. From then on

, Tang Yuefu would secretly slip into Nie Yan's room every night, hiding it from her daughter, and use her warm, moist vulva to envelop his thick penis, drawing out the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" from her son's body.

As the days passed, Tang Yuefu and her daughter had recovered about 80% of their lost internal energy. What delighted her even more was that the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" ejaculated by Nie Yan gradually thinned, and a small amount of white began to appear mixed in with the jet-black semen. The poisonous effects of the drug had not yet taken hold, and Nie Yan had not displayed any more ferocious behavior.

Just when Tang Yuefu thought everything was nearing perfection, the unexpected finally happened. After a fierce intercourse, Nie Yan suddenly screamed and fell off Tang Yuefu. What flowed from his penis was neither the jet-black "Nine Yang Evil Essence" nor normal, cloudy semen, but a terrifying, profuse flow of blood.

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