Evil Cloud Chronicles

Author: Purple House Demon

Evil Cloud Chronicles (1)

In the room of the leader of the West Garden Sect, the six most senior swordsmen of the West Garden Sect were discussing something, or rather arguing.

"In my opinion, Chaoyun is the best candidate for the next sect leader. He's the most mature in terms of both age and seniority within the sect."

"Second Senior Brother, that's not quite right," said Chiyunzi, the third-ranking disciple, stroking his long beard. "In another month, the next sect leader will represent our sect at the gathering of all the major martial arts sects in the Taihang Mountains. If things don't go well, we might have to fight the Western Regions' Demonic Sect on the spot. I think we should let Xiangyun do it! He's the most dedicated in our sect's martial arts, at least a day ahead of the others."

"The problem is we can't afford to antagonize the Demonic Sect at this time. And to achieve that goal, the mature Chaoyun would be much better." "

Even if we were to negotiate, it wouldn't be our turn. The four major sects—Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism—have long dominated the martial arts world. How could they possibly give us a chance to speak? Let's send someone with superior martial arts skills!"

"But we also need to cooperate with other sects! It's not like we're the only ones who might fight. Xiangyun is too arrogant, and other sects have long harbored resentment towards him. You, as his master, should reflect on this, Third Brother!"

"You're only talking about me, what about you?" Chiyun's face flushed red. "Your disciple Chaoyun is mature and steady, but his martial arts are nowhere near Xiangyun's. He can't even beat Xuanyun, who is the slowest learner. How will he protect our sect in the future? I'm not favoring my disciple, but Chaoyun's martial arts are really not good. You, as his master, tell me, isn't that right, Second Brother?"

Qingyun was so angry that he wanted to retort. Just then, "What are the opinions of the others?" Sect Leader Ziyunzi spoke up, interrupting the argument between the two junior brothers who were always at odds.

"I agree more with Second Senior Brother's idea." It was the fourth brother, Jinyun, who spoke up. However, this was not unexpected. The eldest disciple, Zhu Chaoyun, had been taught martial arts by Qingyun and him together, so naturally, he would be more biased towards him.

"I actually prefer Xiangyun. When I taught him martial arts, his comprehension was really good, much better,"

said Baiyun, the fifth disciple. "Unlike that Xuanyun. In the martial arts tournament in his third year of training, he defeated Chaoyun and even fought Xiangyun for over seven hundred moves. I originally thought he had great potential, but who knew he learned the moves so slowly? It took him twelve years to learn all thirty-six basic introductory moves. It's infuriating!"

"Junior Sister Daiyun, what do you think?"

"I have no objection," Su Daiyun said slowly. In the West Garden Sect, she was one of the most beautiful women, but she had never found a husband. In her early thirties, she was still single. Among the senior disciples, she was the youngest, even the two oldest disciples, Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun, were older than her. If it weren't for her usual aloofness, which brought an extraordinary charm, a young woman like her would have no status in the sect at all. "Chaoyun and Xiangyun are both outstanding disciples of the sect, ranking among the best in both martial arts and knowledge. They should both be capable of shouldering this responsibility."

"Hmph! If he's considered skilled in martial arts, then our sect truly has no talent left." Chiyun's words were barbed. Ziyun spoke up at this moment, once again silencing Qingyun's anger. Qingyun was far more knowledgeable than Chiyun, so Ziyun usually suppressed him, because at least he was more reasonable, and Qingyun was always accustomed to yielding.

"Chaoyun, Xiangyun, and Xuanyun are all our disciples. Junior brothers, please refrain from any talk of favoritism! This is a matter of great importance, and next month is the best opportunity to test the new sect leader. Therefore, I believe everyone is acting in the best interests of our sect."

"Who is Senior Brother's chosen candidate?" "

In my opinion!" Ziyun closed his eyes, thought carefully for a moment, and then said, "Even if I have someone in mind, you might not be able to properly assist him!"

Everyone expressed their trust in Sect Leader Ziyunzi. "Whoever Senior Brother says is our sect leader, and I will absolutely not object."

"Me too."

Only Su Daiyun remained silent. Her icy intelligence had already discerned Ziyunzi's thoughts. If his choice were either Chaoyun or Xiangyun, he wouldn't have asked for everyone's opinion. This choice must have been completely unexpected by the Six Swords.

"I've made my decision." Zi Yunzi slowed his tone to amplify the imposing presence of his words, intimidating everyone. "The next sect leader is Xuan Yun!"

In the deep night, the fourth watchman's drumbeat echoed from afar. Moonlight shone halfway into the room, reflecting off the naked man and woman on the bed. The woman, panting, looked radiantly beautiful after her orgasm, her slightly damp eyes pressed against the man's heart.

"How could this be? It's actually...?"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother to make this decision either."

"Looks like I'll be busy these next few days."

"Perhaps. The results won't be announced until the day after tomorrow, so everyone will be very suspicious these next few days. Senior Brother's decision is really something."

"Yes. I'll be busy these next two days. How can I find time to be with you? You're a young woman in the prime of your life, and the loneliness of your boudoir is unbearable."

"One more hour," having shed all her aloofness, the naked Su Daiyun was now simply a gentle and alluring woman on the bed.

She embraced the man's chest, her alluring eyes gazing at his face. "Just keep me company! You probably won't have this much time to spend with Daiyun in the future, so at least let Daiyun be happy tonight."

"Let me satisfy you properly, my little slut." "

It's all your fault, making me hopelessly in love with you, even disregarding the rules of the sect. Daiyun has given you everything, so you'd better treat Daiyun well from now on!"

It was nearly dawn, and Su Daiyun lay dazed on the bed. The effects of the orgasm drug had worn off, and her waist ached from last night's excessive indulgence, making her reluctant to get up. In any case, she was too tired to even open her once bright eyes. She needed to catch up on some sleep before dawn.

Early to bed and early to rise, the morning air was her secret to remaining radiant like a young girl at thirty-two or thirty-three. In her deep sleep, Su Daiyun had a dream, a dream from five years ago, where she had finally satisfied her pent-up desires.

The disciples of Xiyuan Sect gathered in the main hall, and all six swordsmen were present. Today, the three most prominent disciples—Zhu Chaoyun, Ye Xiangyun, and Ximen Xuanyun—returned from their first expedition down the mountain. Apart from Ziyunzi, who had to maintain the demeanor of a sect leader, and Su Daiyun, who was always aloof and cold, the other four were all smiling. Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun had both made a name for themselves down the mountain and received much praise, which naturally pleased their master.

"Greetings, Master and all senior uncles and masters. May you be blessed with good health and happiness." Chaoyun was the first to enter. It was clear he had already bathed and cleansed himself. He always paid great attention to his attire for such grand occasions; his clothes were freshly changed, fitting perfectly and looking very elegant.

"Xiangyun reporting for duty." Xiangyun, the least talkative disciple, also arrived. His snow-white robes were his trademark; even without bathing, he was seen as the purest and most virtuous person. Although he possessed the highest martial arts skills, he was very taciturn and not well-liked by everyone. However, he didn't care. He spent almost all his free time practicing swordsmanship, and every move he made never deviated from the standard method, making him practically a perfect replica of the word "perfect.

" "Xuan Yun wishes all the masters a good day." Ximen Xuan Yun walked in with a smile, still wearing the same Taoist robes he had worn when he came down the mountain. Although it was clear that the dust and sand on them had been cleaned, they still looked dirty. However, he seemed relaxed and didn't care about anything.

"You both did a great job this time down the mountain." Ziyun sat at the head of the table, a pleased expression on his face. "Chaoyun settled the feud between the Penglai Sect and Jinliu Manor in Shandong, and Xiangyun wiped out a horde of flower thieves who had been a problem for a long time. Both of you have brought great honor to our Xiyuan Sect."

"Thank you for the praise, Sect Leader. Actually, it was all thanks to Master's teachings. I didn't do anything special.

" Chaoyun spoke first, just like Ziyun. "It was what Xiangyun should do.

" "Both of you senior brothers have achieved so much," Xuanyun said with a smile. "I'm very happy to have benefited from your achievements down the mountain."

"But you, Xuanyun," Ziyun frowned slightly. Xuanyun was his personally taught disciple. He always had too many opinions, but he was always arrogant and disobedient to his master. However, he was quite kind to the other disciples who were younger than him. Ziyun couldn't understand how he managed to combine arrogance and gentleness.

"Why did you get into a fight with a disciple of the Daoist sect? Explain yourself!"

The others paled upon hearing this. The four sects of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Legalism have always divided the world, forming the leading forces in the Central Plains martial arts world. The Daoist sect, in particular, has the largest number of disciples and seems to have the potential to surpass the other four sects. How did he end up provoking them?

"This has nothing to do with him," Xiangyun interjected. "That man, relying on the power of the Daoist sect, forcibly demanded medicinal herbs from others. Although it was to save someone, his methods were far too domineering, attacking someone who didn't know martial arts. If Junior Brother Ximen doesn't intervene, I will."

He was usually only close to Xuanyun, and in terms of martial arts, he was the only one Xiangyun respected. When it came to matters involving Xuanyun, Xiangyun would completely abandon his usual silence.

"Is that so, Xuan Yun?"

"Yes, Master."

"What did you do after that?"

"According to Senior Brother, we carried that person back to the Dao Sect, apologized to the Sect Leader, Tie Daojun, and got him to say he wouldn't pursue the matter further." Xuan Yun spoke casually, but Zi Yunzi and the others knew Tie Daojun's character; this "apology" was probably not just empty words.

"Alright! Since he won't pursue it, let's leave it at that. But you all need to be careful in the future. The four Dao Lords of the Dao Sect—Gold, Silver, Iron, and Steel—are always stingy and arrogant. If you encounter them in the future, just let them have their way!"

"Yes, disciple will follow Master's advice."

"Report any news from down the mountain! Chao Yun, you go first."

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Su Daiyun felt incredibly bored, but she couldn't leave early for the grand ceremony attended by the Sect Leader, so she closed her eyes and meditated. Suddenly, she felt two pairs of eyes lingering on her. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, but the more she looked, the more uneasy she felt. Those eyes were filled with a mixture of lust and desire, almost burning with heat—definitely not the gaze of her fellow disciples. She abruptly opened her eyes, her bright gaze sweeping around, but the gaze had vanished. She closed her eyes again, feeling the greedy eyes return. From a martial artist's intuition and a woman's sensitivity, she could tell that it wasn't the gaze of her ordinary fellow disciples.

She was the posthumous daughter of the founding master, thus holding the highest seniority. Apart from Zi Yunzi, who had taken over the teachings in place of their master and always treated her like a daughter, many of her senior brothers had pursued her, but their gazes were filled with reverence and fear for a beautiful woman. None of the disciples' gazes were so unrestrained. It wasn't the gaze of someone treating her as a master or a fellow expert, nor was it the tenderness of fellow disciples; it was purely the gaze of someone appraising a beautiful woman.

Finally, the grand ceremony ended, and after dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to prepare for bed. Su Daiyun slipped into the bathroom next to her room, her exclusive privilege. Only her room was soundproof and had its own private shower room; even the other female disciples only had shared bathrooms. Removing her clothes, Su Daiyun looked wistfully at herself in the mirror. Her slightly pink skin was so beautiful, her firm breasts and tightly pressed legs displaying how exceptionally alluring she was. Approaching her twenties, she was still unmarried. Every few days, a strange sensation would suddenly assault her body, becoming more frequent with age. Su Daiyun could only relieve herself with her slender fingers, sometimes even rubbing her lower body with a blanket, but these methods only provided temporary pleasure, and the emptiness within her remained. Ever since that day, when someone's gaze was flirtatious in the main hall, Su Daiyun had felt uneasy. That feeling of being violated and possessed, usually reserved for the dead of night, had lingered over her all day. But who would have known that beneath her icy exterior lay such a fiery passion?

Her cheeks flushed, Su Daiyun finished her bath, wrapped herself in a towel, and emerged, feeling her legs tremble and go weak. The caresses had been too intense; Su Daiyun realized she had pinched her soft breasts, leaving red marks that were now sore. Suddenly, she felt it again—that burning gaze was back, now fixed on her half-naked back. Su Daiyun wondered who was looking at her with such greedy lust. Was it the mature and experienced Chaoyun, the silent and unapproachable Xiangyun, the smiling Xuanyun, or perhaps her fifth senior brother, known for his lecherousness before she entered the sect? She didn't know. Just now, in the bathtub, as he vigorously caressed her fragrant body, Su Daiyun was completely lost in the moment. She even thought she was being passionately loved by a man, her gushing fluids filling the entire tub, requiring her to change the water several times.

Who was it? She felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her mouth. If it was Chaoyun, she could easily resist his advances, given her martial arts skills. But what if it was Xiangyun? She wasn't sure she could defeat him, especially since she was almost completely naked. She couldn't let her senior brothers in! Turning around, she exclaimed, "It's you!" She never expected that he would sneak into her room at this moment, intending to assault her!

"Master's sister... no, it's Daiyun. Anyway, I don't see you as my master or master's sister anymore, I just want to pluck this flower from your

lap." Without a word, Su Daiyun made her move, her slender fingers aiming straight for her opponent's eyes. She really disliked the way those eyes were eyeing her, so lustful and unrestrained. The newcomer gently raised his left hand, his tiger's mouth touching Su Daiyun's pulse point. Su Daiyun felt all the strength in her body completely disappear with that touch. The man's left hand slowly caressed hers, as gently as if playing with fragile porcelain. Su Daiyun felt in horror that with that hand's gentle touch, her will to resist slowly vanished, and she couldn't even muster the strength to break free. Su Daiyun couldn't close her eyes, watching the man emerge from the dark corner, his erect penis so menacing in the dim moonlight. As he advanced, Su Daiyun staggered backward, her bare feet trembling on the cold ground, the shiver spreading to the man's hand. Su Daiyun clutched the towel tightly with her remaining left hand, unwilling to remain naked before the man. She only stopped when her bare back touched the cold ground. The man pressed down on Daiyun's slender, white right hand, watching her delicate, thick, glossy black breasts beneath her outstretched arm. He slowly pressed down, squeezing the nipples that protruded beneath the towel, which couldn't conceal them at all, and inhaled the faint, virginal fragrance emanating from Daiyun.

"You were so unrestrained when you came here, yet you refuse to share with others?"

"You...you saw?" Daiyun could feel the tremor in her voice. If he had seen her wanton masturbation in the bathtub, it was truly... Daiyun felt her cheeks burning red; extreme shame weakened her, leaving her without the will to resist or protect herself.

"I saw it. And I guarantee I can give you a pleasure you'd never experience on your own. Believe it or not?" The man lowered his head and gently licked Su Daiyun's neck, his tongue sending shivers down her spine.

Even if she lost her virginity under these circumstances, it wouldn't be a big deal. The man picked up the limp, warm body of Su Daiyun and carried her to the bed, dropping her towel to the floor. One hand teased her entrance, causing Daiyun to writhe involuntarily. The man wasn't in a rush; he was enjoying the foreplay. Su Daiyun, however, was in a terrible state. The man's body and hands roamed over her, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin. His tongue occupied her highly sensitive nipples, sucking until they hardened and her areolas swelled. Her previously dried lower body was now dripping with lustful fluid, the warm entrance even more wet and sticky. The thick fluid clung to the man's fiery hot penis, which, lightly touching her delicate thighs, grew even larger and hotter. Su Daiyun could feel that the man's actions alone were enough to make her lose control. Even if their martial arts skills weren't that different, just his touch would make her irresistibly offer herself to him. Setting aside her dignity and pride as a nun, Su Daiyun laboriously straightened her upper body, which had become languid and weak from the man's teasing, and whispered in his ear,

"I...I can't take it anymore."

"How about it? I don't want to be accused of raping my nun."

"You're so naughty." Su Daiyun blushed, confident in her intelligence, knowing that the man was waiting for her surrender, waiting for her to offer herself up, body and soul, for him to savor. "Dai...Daiyun surrenders, my...my man, come on!"

"Say 'Welcome.'"

"Welcome to what?"

"Welcome to your little cunt!" He gently poked her with his finger, causing Su Daiyun to let out a soft moan that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Of course, she didn't want to surrender so easily; if she did, she would be completely under this man's control, with no way to escape. But the man's flirting skills were undeniable. Su Daiyun felt a burning heat throughout her body, her heart in turmoil. She involuntarily twisted her slender waist, letting the tingling, itchy walls of her vagina meet the man's touch. The more he touched, the more it tingled and itched, but the surging, tingling sensation made Su Daiyun helplessly surrender to the man's unrestrained hands. Under the powerful surge of lust, even a beauty as cold and aloof as Su Daiyun finally broke down, responding to the man's actions with a mixture of resistance and acceptance. Her slender hand gently caressed the incredibly hot penis; clearly, the man on top of her had been holding back for a long time.

"Welcome...welcome..." she gasped, completely surrendering, offering her body. The shame made her whole body burn, and the man pressed against her felt a surge of pleasure. "Have you finally asked me to possess you?"

"Louder."

"Welcome." Tormented by lust, Su Daiyun felt tears slide down her burning cheeks, turning into steam, having no effect on cooling her burning desire.

"Louder, I like to hear it, to hear you can't take it anymore."

"Welcome." Su Daiyun cried out softly. Only then did the man pry open her legs, which were tightly clamped between his fingers. The fingers clamped between her legs were already covered in sticky liquid. Her pink, tender, smooth, and lovely labia parted, their beautiful appearance, glistening with juice, awaiting the man's powerful pleasure. The man moved his lower body, touching his erect and thirsty penis to her entrance, gently rubbing it. Su Daiyun, who was moaning with her eyes closed, felt the scraping force of that thing getting heavier and heavier, making her wetness flow freely. Slowly, he pushed in, slowly spreading open Su Daiyun's virgin passage, stretching it wider and wider. Su Daiyun felt a burning pain in her lower body as the enormous thing stretched her, but she couldn't cry out. The man had already silenced her with a kiss, his tongue sweeping over her clenched teeth, even enticing her delicate tongue.

Slowly, he spread her open, his penis having broken through her virginity, the tight walls of her vagina tingling with an itchy sensation. Although the wetness made Su Daiyun blush, the man knew that if he were to penetrate her fully, the beauty beneath him would absolutely not be able to bear it. He could only slowly grind, enjoying the wonderful sensation of caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. Su Daiyun's pain disappeared, and the omnipresent tingling waves brought on by his hands made her arch her back, tightly enveloping the man's deep penis, enjoying the burning heat that made her feel like her soul was floating.

Letting this once cold and aloof aunt hold him, the man began to thrust his lower body. The thrusting became increasingly vigorous, and Su Daiyun couldn't help but moan softly, twisting her hips to let her secret passage be completely scalded by the heat. Waves of tingling, itching, and numbness washed over her nerves, causing her to shed her snow-white exterior and wholeheartedly respond to the man's penis, letting out wanton cries. The wonderful sensations carried her to the heavens, and she gasped for breath, her vaginal fluids gushing out wildly, reaching a blissful state.

The man held back until Su Daiyun reached an unimaginable climax before ejaculating his eager semen. Su Daiyun, who had never been with a man before, felt a surge of pleasure from the hot semen, almost fainting.

"Is it comfortable, my beauty?"

"Mmm..." Su Daiyun curled up in the man's warm, fiery embrace, too comfortable to utter a word, letting his semi-erect penis remain inside her.

"Do you still want me, my little slut?"

"You've already taken everything from me, what else can I say?" Su Daiyun buried her flushed, beautiful face in the man's arms after her intense pleasure. "Do whatever you want with me, do whatever you want with me. Daiyun is a withered flower, a weak woman, what can she resist?"

"I'm sorry, I was too hasty. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Okay. But..."

"But what?"

"Don't call me a slut or anything like that, it sounds awful."

"Then can I call you sister?"

"No, you can call me little sister. Under your hands, Daiyun has no resistance at all, I'm as weak as a ghost."

"Don't be angry, my good sister. Let me make it up to you, okay?"

"What can you make it up to?" Su Daiyun raised her tear-streaked, blushing face. "You've taken everything from me, my chastity is the most important thing for a girl, what am I going to do now?"

"I'll come every night from now on, so you can have a good time every night, okay?"

"You're so annoying."

"Can I do it again?"

"No, please?" Su Daiyun let out a soft "Ai," as the man pulled out his penis. Blood and vaginal fluids overflowed as he withdrew, staining the entire bed. "You hurt me so much just now. It was your first time, and you were so rough. What am I supposed to do next? I'm too scared to sleep."

"The first time always hurts. It'll get much better next time." The man gently patted Su Daiyun's bare back, comforting her as he wiped the messy bed clean. "You had a good time just now, didn't you? It's much better than what I had before!"

"Mmm." The woman, her eyes half-closed, responded softly. These words made her blush with embarrassment, too shy to answer. But she couldn't let him think she could do it all by herself, could she? What if he didn't come again?

"I promise, every time you come, you'll bring me just as much pleasure, otherwise…" Su Daiyun was busy with her hands, so she could only use her delicate, luscious lips to silence him, letting him tease her for a while before she could finally speak.

"I believe you, don't make such a vow. I'm just afraid… I'm just afraid…"

"I'm just afraid I can't come, and then your nights will be unbearable?" "

You naughty boy," Su Daiyun said coquettishly, "It's all your fault that I can't resist. You have to come, or I'll suffer terribly."

"With such a beautiful and charming sister, it would be hard for me not to come."

"I've entrusted my life to you, don't let me down."

The man's response was another round of caresses and flirtation, causing Su Daiyun to go limp again until she climaxed once more, casting aside all her virginity shyness.

"It's been five years, my dear brother, your sister still loves you to death." Su Daiyun awoke from her dream. The blanket her lover had covered her languid, exhausted body with before he left was soaked again. "Luckily he didn't help me get dressed," she thought, "otherwise, who knows what would have happened." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Evil Cloud Chronicles (2)

"The new sect leader will be announced tomorrow."

"I think it should be the eldest brother! He's the most senior and has the most prestige. He's also the peacemaker who often mediates disputes down the mountain."

"Perhaps! But the second brother could also be a possibility! He has the highest martial arts skills and has always been chivalrous, so he has a good reputation among the various sects."

"Sect Leader Uncle will have to rack his brains."

"Yes! Yes!"

"Hey! But I heard that the fourth brother is also under consideration."

"It's unlikely to be him! The fourth brother is always indifferent, and he doesn't have any noteworthy achievements every time he goes down the mountain."

"Besides, I heard that the fourth brother is very lecherous!"

"Lewd? What did you say?"

"I heard from the martial arts people down the mountain that after the fourth brother went down the mountain, he most often went to the eastern beach and often stayed there all day."

"What does that have to do with being lecherous?"

"You're so stupid. That beach is the pearl divers' territory. They always cover themselves up tightly when they go into the water, their curves are so beautiful. I guarantee he was staring at them so intently he forgot the time." "

Really?"

"That must be it." "

Then why does Second Senior Brother, who's known for being aloof, only get along with Fourth Senior Brother? He's famous for having no entertainment!"

"Who knows? Maybe Second Senior Brother often hears Fourth Senior Brother talking about girls, that's why they get along." "

Hey! Keep your voice down. Sixth Aunt is here, don't let her hear these things, if the Sect Leader finds out, we'll all be in trouble!"

After a whole day of commotion, no one had any interest in practicing martial arts, except for Xiangyun, who was completely unaffected by the rumors and continued practicing as usual.

As soon as Su Daiyun closed the door in her bedroom, she felt those familiar and strong hands embrace her waist from behind.

"Good little brother, stop teasing your sister." Su Daiyun went limp the moment those hands embraced her, collapsing into his arms. "I haven't taken a bath yet. How about I wash myself until I smell nice and then come and keep you company?" She turned and kissed him, like a tender lover.

"Sister is so kind."

"It's only you who are bad. I couldn't get out of bed yesterday, and now my sister is still feeling sore and numb inside! Let me spare my sister today. She has to go to the hall tomorrow."

"Then I won't go to bed today. Will you let me hug you and think about something with me?"

"As long as you say."

"Then I can take a bath with my sister!"

"No! Let my sister have some privacy! You have taken over my sister's body, at least let Daiyun keep some sense of mystery, otherwise my sister is afraid that you will leave me."

"Yes! Sister. Then I will wait for you in bed."

For this night's bath, Su Daiyun specially added some essence to the water so that she would smell fragrant and hot, and make him feel comfortable even if she didn't go to bed with him for sex.

"Sister smells so good."

"Thank you. At least you noticed something I did for you this time. With your bad personality, no girl will ever want you."

"I have my sister, that's enough." "

No." Su Daiyun lay on his equally bare chest, listening to his heartbeat. "At least my sister is your aunt. In bed, she'll always be yours, but she can't officially marry you, nor can she bear your children. You still need a legal wife."

"That's too unfair to my sister, absolutely not."

"Think about Daiyun's position! Daiyun can only be your mistress, always obedient to you in bed, letting you demand whatever you want, providing for your desires. But she can't tolerate the world's opinions."

"Sister…?"

"Think carefully about my sister, that's what you said."

"Yes!"

"What do you think the outcome of this Taihang Mountain Conference will be?"

"The Daoist sect's leader, the Four Dao Lords, is always arrogant; they'll most likely initiate a major battle with the Demonic Sect. The Buddhist sect suffered heavy losses in their last ambush by the Demonic Sect, and although they want to recuperate, they won't stop the Daoist sect's reckless actions. The Confucian sect always considers itself righteous and never hesitates to sacrifice themselves or others; they probably won't stand idly by either. The Legalist sect is less certain; they might remain neutral!"

"That means they'll definitely attack Luo!"

"The Demonic Sect has just entered the Central Plains, and their first battle must establish their reputation. They can't avoid it, but this battle is crucial to their survival in the Central Plains martial arts world. Therefore, they won't engage in a fierce battle with all sects; they might target certain specific sects first. Going there might be safe, but returning will be very dangerous."

"Then I want to go too."

"Sister, you can't. If the sect is deserted, the Demonic Sect has no reason not to attack us. After all, the Xiyuan Sect is located at the intersection of the four sects' territories, a strategically important position. So, sister, you absolutely must stay."

"Sister knows you care about me, but I'm worried…"

"Don't worry, I'll be back safe and sound."

Just as Su Daiyun had expected, the disciples gathered in the main hall erupted in excitement upon hearing Ziyun's announcement, with whispers and murmurs circulating among them.

"Disciple will obey Master's orders," Xuanyun said, offering only this one sentence.

"I disagree!" Chiyunzi roared. "His martial arts may not be enough to subdue everyone. I suggest we have a martial arts contest in the hall, and the one with the higher skill will become the sect leader." Everyone knew he was planning for his disciple Ye Xiangyun, but no one objected. The opposition to the young Ximen Xuanyun taking over the sect leadership far outweighed the support, and rumors had been circulating among the disciples for the past two days. Xuanyun's background had always been a mystery. He entered the sect at the age of ten, an orphan found wandering the foot of the mountain. Some said that Ziyun's insistence on cultivating him was because he was Ziyunzi's illegitimate son, but no one dared to say such a thing before the sect leader.

"Very well." Xiangyun stepped forward. "I approve of Fourth Junior Brother taking over the sect. If anyone disagrees, step forward. As long as you can defeat me, Xiangyun will not stand in your way."

Chiyunzi and Baiyunzi were stunned. They hadn't expected this development. Xiangyun, renowned for his martial arts prowess among their fellow disciples, had spoken up; who dared to object?

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

"The Taihang Mountain Tournament is in about twenty days. I would like to ask the new sect leader what his thoughts are on the tournament's development?" Qingyunzi also spoke. If martial arts are lacking, then it will come down to experience. As long as Xuanyun doesn't handle things poorly, there's still a great chance for Chaoyun to surpass him in the future.

"They shouldn't start fighting on the spot," Xuan Yun's usual smiling expression vanished, replaced by a confident smile that suggested he had everything under control. He analyzed the possible attitudes of the four sects towards the outside world, explaining that this battle was unavoidable. His reasoning was so clear that even Qing Yun nodded in agreement.

"I'm relinquishing the responsibility of sect leader. This time, it's up to you, Xuan Yun. Be very careful!" Zi Yunzi said earnestly, slowly walking down and leading Xuan Yun to the head of the table.

"This time, Senior Brother Xiangyun and I will go, with Senior Brother leading twenty disciples as the vanguard to prepare for the attack on Mount Taihang. Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and Sixth Aunt will stay at the foot of the mountain to provide support. As for all matters within the sect, Third Uncle will be in charge."

"Xuanyun."

"Yes, Master."

"I don't understand this plan of yours." That evening, in Ziyun's room, the master and disciple were exchanging ideas. "Why send out all our forces? I, Chiyun, and Baiyun might not be able to withstand a surprise attack from the Demonic Sect or other sects."

"Master, please don't tease your disciple." Xuanyun chuckled. "Master knows the character of Third Uncle and Fifth Uncle. How could Master not know what your disciple is thinking?"

"It seems my old bones will be used on you."

"If there's nothing else, I'd like to take my leave."

"Now that you're the sect leader, there's something you need to do for me."

"Yes, Master?" Xuanyun's expression was suspicious. What was it that couldn't be said in front of everyone?

"Your sixth aunt is getting on in years, over thirty and still unmarried. Does she want to become a nun like us old bones? That won't do." Zi Yunzi's face held the tenderness of someone looking at a daughter. "She's your grandmaster's posthumous daughter. Nominally I'm her senior brother, but in reality, the five of us are all her uncles. We can't just not let her find a husband." "

But my aunt has always been very picky. Who would she even look at?" Xuan Yun smiled bitterly, for a reason that compelled him to smile. "Besides, if my aunt doesn't want to marry, I can't use my authority as sect leader to force her into the bridal sedan chair, can I?"

"That's true," Ziyunzi smiled wryly, a self-deprecating expression on his aged face. He had been a Daoist for a long time, yet he hadn't expected to have to worry about marriage. Why was he so determined to meddle in such complicated matters of love and marriage? "I know it's difficult, but you've done everything I've entrusted to you before, even your uncles didn't notice, transferring all the credit to your senior brother. Even this difficult task, you should be able to complete. That's what I think."

"Master Ziyun!" Xuanyun straightened his expression. This was a title he only used when he had complaints or wanted to correct his master. "This kind of private matter isn't something I can handle. I have no right to talk to my aunt! Only Master can do it; others have no right to interfere."

"I think so too," Ziyun offered him a cup of tea, as an apology for this inexplicable request. "I just want you to find a suitable partner."

"Disciple understands."

When Xuanyun and Xiangyun arrived at Taihang, Chaoyun was red-faced with anger.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?" Xuan Yun knew him well. This well-mannered senior brother had never been so furious before, not even five years ago when the Dao Sect was subjected to what was practically an insulting demand from Tie Daojun.

"The Demonic Sect sent a letter saying they only want to speak with the representative sects of the Central Plains, so the four sects need to decide tomorrow who will represent them. That bastard Tie Daojun actually—"

"How is it?" Xiang Yun pressed down on Chao Yun's shoulder, stopping his anger.

"He sent someone to tell us that the Xiyuan Sect needs to stand behind the Dao Sect tomorrow. It's obvious they treat us as subordinates, they practically want to devour us!" "

Perhaps they want to use our dissatisfaction as an excuse to attack us." Xiang Yun speculated. Although he was usually taciturn, his words were always accurate.

"That's what I think too," Chao Yun sat down. "What does the sect leader think?"

"The trick is nothing more than that, but it's quite effective." Xuan Yun smiled faintly. "Truly worthy of being called 'The Queen Mother of the West, a beauty of unparalleled grace,' what a fine piece of Western jade, what a flawless gem! She is indeed a heroine capable of leading the various masters of the Demonic Sect. With just this small move, she has caused the various sects of the Central Plains to fight amongst themselves, even forgetting their current enemy."

"You mean...?" Chao Yun and Xiang Yun's expressions changed. Xuan Yun's words made them realize the Demonic Sect's intentions.

"That's right, just as my two senior brothers were thinking." Xuan Yun smiled, trying to calm everyone down. "In this regard, we'll have to rely on our eldest senior brother's persuasive skills. We need to convince the four leading sects tonight so they don't fall into the trap."

"The Dao Sect is a different story." Chao Yun clicked his tongue. "The four Dao Lords are all arrogant and brainless; they won't listen to advice."

"No need to say it directly," Xuan Yun thought for a moment. "Let San Xuan handle it; they're at least easier to negotiate with than those four."

"Then leave it to me!" Chao Yun, who had been getting angry, finally smiled. With someone like him in charge, the future of the Xiyuan Sect wouldn't be so difficult!

"Thank you for your trouble, eldest senior brother." **********************************************************************

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Evil Cloud Chronicles (3)

On the morning of the second day, representatives from various famous martial arts sects attended the event on Mount Taihang. They discussed their plans for the day in groups. Last night, Zhu Chaoyun's desperate persuasion finally paid off. The various sects were finally spared from falling into the bitter situation of fighting each other and falling into the enemy's trap when the enemy was at hand. Two of the four Daoist masters from the Daoist sect arrived. Daoist Jin and Daoist Tie both looked displeased, seemingly angered by the advice of their juniors, perhaps because they couldn't seize control of the martial arts world, or perhaps because they'd fallen into a trap. Master Lingqi, the leader of the Buddhist sect, remained seated under his hut, seemingly unmoved by worldly affairs. Kong Dunming of the Confucian sect and Han Zhong of the Legalist sect sat on opposite sides, appearing as if they would never speak to each other again. Everyone knew that the Confucian and Legalist sects were both based in the capital region, their power rising and falling with the changing dynasties, constantly engaged in open and covert struggles, interfering in everything from major dynastic policies to the appointment of local officials. Sects not belonging to the four major sects exchanged information nearby, trying to find a way out of this unclear situation.

"We agreed to meet at Chenshi (7-9 AM), why haven't they arrived yet?" Such questions echoed around them. Finally, the insignia of the Demonic Sect came into view in the distance. A middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walked in, seemingly not very fast, but soon entered the center of the various factions. The main force stopped several dozen feet away.

"I am but a lowly steward in the Demonic Sect. I wonder if the representative sect of the Eastern martial arts world has been chosen yet? Are they ready for our gathering?" He bowed respectfully, but his words carried an undisguised arrogance. The Demonic Sect's leader was from the Western Regions and always considered himself superior, belittling the Central Plains as a remote corner of the East, and they looked down on each other.

"We have no representative sect from the Central Plains. Everyone here is a representative. Tell your leader to speak quickly, or shut up!" Huang Longzi from the Daoist Sect shouted.

"If there's no representative sect, how can my leader make a declaration to the Eastern martial arts world?"

"Stop putting on an act!" Xuan Yun, who had been silent all along, stepped forward. "Your so-called convenient declaration to the Central Plains martial arts world is just a treacherous scheme to create internal strife in the Central Plains, hoping to incite the various sects to fight each other for the title of leader. Such petty tricks are not worthy of being presented in a grand manner. If your sect doesn't want to make a declaration to the major sects here, then shut your mouth and go back! Nobody wants to make things convenient for you." He raised his voice for the last few sentences so that everyone in the Demonic Sect could hear him.

Xuan Yun's provocation had a response. From within the Demonic Sect, a particularly magnificent sedan chair slowly moved over. From the devout expressions of the other members of the Demonic Sect who followed, one could tell the person in the sedan chair held a

high position within the sect. "May I ask which sect this young master belongs to?" The voice of the person in the sedan chair was soft and melodious, possessing a powerful attraction that made people want to see the person's appearance and demeanor.

"Is this the Jade Flawless Sect Leader?" Xuan Yun bowed, his voice extremely gentle.

"It is indeed I."

"I am Ximen Xuan Yun, newly appointed leader of the Xiyuan Sect."

"To be able to see through my schemes, young master is indeed extraordinary."

"Thank you for your praise. May I ask what troubles the Sect Leader has?"

"Troubles?" The person in the sedan chair clearly did not understand the meaning behind Xuan Yun's words. Chao Yun and Xiang Yun exchanged a glance, shrugged, knowing that Xuan Yun's preemptive strike had succeeded once again.

"If there were no troubles, why would the Sect Leader hide so deep in the sedan chair? The various sects of the Central Plains have been waiting here for a long time, yet the Sect Leader sits high in the sedan chair, which is rather impolite. If there are troubles that cannot be revealed, please explain them clearly. We people of the Central Plains are magnanimous and can forgive." Hearing his sarcastic remarks, some of the people from the Central Plains could not help but laugh out loud.

"Impolite!" Two handsome middle-aged men outside the sedan chair shouted angrily, but did not immediately attack. The two men looked alike, and seemed to be brothers.

"Step back!" The person in the sedan chair smiled faintly. "I have sworn an oath for personal reasons not to show my true face until I find someone. Please forgive me. If there is any objection, I will have to offend you."

"I wonder how the leader has offended you?" Xuan Yun knew that the four sect leaders had been glaring at him because he had taken away their right to speak, but now he had to face the pressure from the leader of the Demonic Sect. For some reason, the pressure emanating from the sedan chair made Xuan Yun wary. It seemed that the leader of the Demonic Sect, Yu Wuxia, was indeed no ordinary person; he was already making people breathless even before he made a move.

"Twin Hawks of Tianshan, please ask Young Master Ximen for a few moves!" With a slight frown, Chao Yun and Xiang Yun leaped to Xuan Yun's left and right. The Twin Hawks of Tianshan were renowned beyond the borders and were first-rate experts. Although they did not often enter the pass, few people in the Central Plains knew of them, but those with knowledge knew that they were not to be trifled with.

"Are you two going to fight in shifts, or come at me all at once?" Xuan Yun spread his arms, blocking Chao Yun and Xiang Yun's advance.

"No matter how many enemies there are, my brother and I always fight together."

"Very well, then let me meet the heroes from beyond the realm. My two senior brothers, please stand guard for me, ready to intervene at any time."

"Young master wants to fight two against three?" The voice of the person in the sedan chair carried a hint of mockery.

"The two masters from Tianshan are renowned throughout the martial world. I am but a junior, and I dare not fight them to a draw. That would be rude and presumptuous."

The attacks of the Tianshan Twin Hawks could not gain the upper hand because Xuan Yun and the other two moved skillfully, leaving them constantly attacked from both sides, unable to deliver a single blow. Xuan Yun and the others also did not make a move, but simply circled around. To an outsider, it seemed that neither side was using their full strength, but they did not know that this was the most powerful and dangerous battle. If there was even the slightest mistake, the outcome would be decided instantly, life and death would be determined, with no room for maneuver. There were many experts present, and many of them were already sweating profusely and trembling with fear just by watching. The mere fact that two random people beside the sedan chair were already so powerful showed that the strength of the Demonic Sect was far beyond their imagination.

The Twin Hawks of Tianshan exchanged a glance. This was the Demonic Sect's first move since entering the Central Plains. Before setting off, the sect leader had given instructions that this battle was of great importance and that they must be cautious in their actions. However, once they started fighting, they could not leave empty-handed. The two were of one mind and, without hesitating to damage their true energy, used the most powerful and unparalleled move of the Tianshan Sect—Heaven and Earth Return to the Heart—forcing the three of them to block it head-on. Chaoyun and Xiangyun were both forced back several steps, and Xuanyun's clothes were torn open at the chest, from which a jade pendant fell out. However, even the Twin Hawks, who had the upper hand, were not in good shape. They endured the pain to avoid vomiting blood on the spot and were unable to launch any further attacks.

"Stop!" the person in the sedan chair screamed. Her voice, usually so melodious and utterly serene, now held a mixture of surprise and excitement. Xuan Yun slowly stepped forward, retrieving the jade pendant. Chao Yun rushed over, while Xiang Yun stood guard.

"Is Junior Brother Sect Leader alright?" "

I'm fine. Why was the Sect Leader so startled by the jade?"

There was no reply. Everything happened so suddenly. The silk curtains of the sedan chair, unable to flutter, were torn apart by the person inside. Yu Wuxia's slender, white hand reached for the jade pendant, her posture as graceful as Chang'e flying to the moon. Xuan Yun pushed Chao Yun away, her body soaring through the air. Yu Wuxia's three or four attempts failed. Not only members of the Demonic Sect, but even the martial arts world of the Central Plains couldn't help but cheer. Their movements, a mere grasp and retreat, were as light as a willow branch, as soft as flowing water, devoid of any domineering aura, displaying an extremely high level of lightness skill that was breathtaking to behold. Yu Wuxia's graceful body floated back to the sedan chair. Her face was veiled, obscuring her stunning beauty, but her figure, draped in a flowing pale blue gauze dress, was undeniably graceful and curvaceous. The slight undulations of her body made her even more alluring; truly deserving of the title "Number One Beauty of the West," Yu Wuxia.

"May I ask where you obtained this jade pendant, sir?" Her voice trembled, as if it were a very important matter.

"I was an orphan, and this jade pendant was something I carried with me since childhood."

"That's right." Yu Wuxia slowly stepped forward, taking a jade pendant from her bosom. With a delicate hand, she slowly extended it. This time, Xuan Yun didn't dodge. He reached out, allowing the two pieces of jade to fit together perfectly, forming a single, solid pendant.

"You have a round red scar on your chest, about this size," Yu Wuxia gestured, "isn't that right? You also have a black mole on your right side, quite prominent?" Everyone could see her nervousness; her blue gauze dress heaved rapidly.

Chao Yun and Xiang Yun were both stunned. They had been fellow disciples for over ten years, and Xuan Yun did indeed possess these markings, but how did Yu Wuxia know?

"That's right. If Sect Leader Yu... if Madam Yu knows about my parents' affairs, please tell me; if not... then so be it." Chao Yun supported him, feeling his junior brother's body trembling, overwhelmed by tension and fear.

"You're twenty-two this year, aren't you? My... my long-lost child."

Xuan Yun stood there, stunned, before finally releasing Chao Yun's hand. "So... that's how it is."

"I haven't taken care of you all this time, do you...do you blame me?" Yu Wuxia's trembling hands lifted her veil, revealing two lines of tears on her bright, snow-white, elegant face, yet still unable to diminish her delicate beauty. Her beauty was completely different from Su Daiyun's cold, frosty aura. If Su Daiyun was a fairy like snow in winter, then Yu Wuxia was a spirit of early spring, nurturing all things. Like the legend of the Queen Mother of the West, Yu Wuxia truly possessed a maternal demeanor. As Xuan Yun's mother, she should have been at least forty years old, but Yu Wuxia's fair and flawless face still held the gentle charm of a young girl, without any trace of time. She slowly walked up and placed her hand on Xuan Yun's shoulder.

"Don't cry, Mother." Taking the veil from Yu Wuxia's hand, Xuan Yun wiped away her overflowing tears, unable to say anything else besides these words.

After wiping away her tears, Yu Wuxia calmed down a bit. "Twenty-two years have passed. I never imagined you would become the leader of a sect. Come back! Let your mother take care of you. If you wish, let Xiyuan and my sect unite; or you can hand Xiyuan over to your fellow disciples and come back yourself, so that your mother can make it up to you."

"No, Mother." Xuan Yun slowly stepped back, moving to Xiang Yun and the others' side. "Xiyuan is the path I chose. Please forgive my filial impiety, but the Western sect is not suitable for me."

"What if I destroy Xiyuan?" Yu Wuxia's voice turned cold. "Will you still not come back? Think it over carefully, my son! As long as you come back, my sect guarantees not to touch Xiyuan; if you decide not to return to your mother's side, then your mother will have no choice but to fight you. Besides, the East will never tolerate the people of our land. Think it over carefully!"

"Senior Brothers Chao Yun and Xiang Yun, this is a matter of great importance. Tell me your thoughts! Tell Xuan Yun what to do." "

Whatever you think!" Xiang Yun smiled faintly.

"We will obey the sect leader's orders," Chao Yun declared.

"Neither of you wants to take responsibility, is that it?" Xuan Yun smiled and turned to Yu Wuxia. "Xiyuan is always ready for the Western Sect's arrival. If Xiyuan survives, Xuan Yun will make a trip to Lingtian Cliff every year to fulfill my filial duty. Let's go!"

"It's always good to clarify things," Yu Wuxia smiled faintly, stunning even the representatives of the Central Plains martial arts sects. "As long as Xiyuan Sect survives, our sect will never seek hegemony over the world! Remember that well!" Without any visible movement from her slender, graceful body, Yu Wuxia had already moved lightly back into the sedan chair.

The two sects retreated so suddenly, completely disregarding the reactions of the other sects.

Leaving Chao Yun to face the questions from the other sects, Xiang Yun and Xuan Yun quickly descended the mountain and met up with Qing Yunzi, Jin Yunzi, and Su Daiyun at the foot of the mountain.

"Are you truly Yu Wuxia's child?" Qingyun asked, a deep gloom clouding his face. If this were true, then Xiyuan would face pressure from all the sects and factions of the Central Plains. Xiyuan's location, situated between the four sects, was a strategically vital position, long coveted by the Daoist sect. Their diplomacy had always prioritized appeasement, avoiding any irreconcilable enmity.

"It seems I'm right," Xuanyun said, head bowed, eyes closed, as if deep in thought.

"You...you'd better watch yourself!" Qingyunzi sighed.

"I'll handle this matter once we return to the West Garden." Xuan Yun opened his eyes. "Second Martial Uncle, you will lead all the fighting forces for now. Return slowly, and be careful of ambushes from other sects. Senior Brother Xiang Yun, please stay here as well. I'll go back up the mountain first to consult with Master on how to handle this."

"Is the Sect Leader alone?" Su Daiyun interjected. "Yu Wuxia's target is the Sect Leader. If there's a possibility that she might attack us on the way, it would be too dangerous for the Sect Leader to travel alone. Why don't I accompany the Sect Leader?"

"I'll go too." Xiang Yun stepped forward. "

Aunt's concerns are very valid. Then please come with me, Aunt! Senior Brother, you can stay here for this battle and come together with Senior Brother later. As long as you're both safe, other sects will have to hesitate to attack."

"Junior Brother." Xiang Yun's bright eyes met Xuan Yun's. Xuan Yun nodded, then shook his head. Among everyone, only Xiang Yun understood his meaning.

"Then we'll be going now."

"Is she really your mother, Xuan-di?" Walking along the path leading uphill in the West Garden, Dai-yun transformed from a cold and aloof beauty into the sweet and affectionate girl she had been with when they were together.

"She should be right." Xuan-yun put her arm around Dai-yun's slender waist.

"Then what do you want to do? Are you really going to fight to the death?"

"There's no other way."

"I...I can understand Yu Wuxia's feelings," Daiyun's tears slowly slid down her cheeks. "If I could have a child for you, I would want to keep him by my side. But I can't. It's heartbreaking for a mother to have to fight against her own child."

"Like how you felt when you had an abortion, sister? Is that it?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, sister." Xuanyun gently wiped away Daiyun's tears. "If I can't stay in Xiyuan because of this, would you be willing to elope with me?"

"Yes!" Daiyun nodded vigorously. "As long as it's your decision, I'll go with you to the ends of the earth."

"Thank you, sister."

"But I don't understand," Daiyun pressed her face against Xuanyun's, feeling the dried tear stains on his face. "Why did you rush back first without taking Xiangyun?"

"I hope you'll never understand this." Xuanyun smiled gently, but immediately her expression turned serious again. The sounds of fighting came from the main hall.

Outside the main hall of the West Garden, Zi Yunzi and a dozen disciples were confronting Chi Yun, Bai Yun, and dozens of members of the Demonic Sect. The leader of the Demonic Sect was a handsome young man, but his skin was too pale and bloodless, and his eyes were unreadable, clearly indicating that he was a person who indulged in wine and women.

"Senior Brother," Chi Yun laughed loudly, "the person you chose doesn't understand the times. If he had made a wise choice in Taihang Mountain, would we be in this situation? It's not too late, Senior Brother, lay down your weapons! As long as you submit to my sect, you will still be the master of Xiyuan."

"You're wrong, Chi Yun, Bai Yun," Zi Yunzi sneered, "Those who went to Taihang are all under Xuan Yun's leadership. Even if this place is destroyed, Xiyuan's strength still exists, and we can come back to rebuild at any time. Look at the people left behind! They are all ambushes left by Xuan Yun. Xuan Yun had already prepared countermeasures before he set off."

Chi Yun hesitated upon hearing this. Although all the people left behind were dressed in disciple robes, he didn't recognize a single one of them. In addition, their actions in protecting Zi Yun when Chi Yun and the others entered were so practiced. Although they were few in number, they seemed to be not to be trifled with. It turned out that those left behind were all his and Baiyunzi's disciples. Once activated, they would all obey their orders. Everyone else had been taken to Taihang, leaving Ziyunzi alone. Chiyun and the others could easily seize complete control and then deal with Xuanyun and the others. It should have been an easy task, but these ambushers who appeared out of nowhere disrupted everything.

"So what?" The young man laughed loudly, clearly his skill was above Baiyunzi's, and he was almost on par with Chiyunzi. It seemed he was a new generation of experts in the Demonic Sect. "Without reinforcements returning, I, Lingfengyan, would like to see what kind of show you old man can put on?"

"Ling Fengyan? Hmph, my junior brother is getting worse and worse, actually joining forces with this guy!" No wonder Ziyunzi was furious. This Ling Fengyan was the most heinous lecher in the Northwest, and countless families had been destroyed by him. The Jade Maiden Sword Sect of Tianshan was originally the outermost stronghold of the Central Plains martial arts world in the outer regions. Its leader, Gongsun Yu, was beautiful and virtuous, and also a close friend of the Six Swords of Xiyuan. However, two years ago, this person drugged her drinking water. All thirty-five female disciples of the sect were brutally violated and then imprisoned as prostitutes in the demonic sect. Gongsun Yu suppressed the effects of the drug in her body and fled for dozens of miles, but was eventually caught and subdued by this person. After being raped by him for more than ten days, she was nailed naked to the Jade Gate Pass. From then on, the Jade Maiden Sword Sect was wiped out, and Ling Fengyan's infamy spread throughout the pass. Unable to save her in time, Zi Yunzi could only send his three most capable and coordinated young disciples—Chao Yun, Xiang Yun, and Xuan Yun—to rescue the Jade Maiden Sword's member. Gongsun Yu held on until she saw Zi Yunzi before finally passing away.

"You were responsible for the destruction of the Jade Maiden Sword of Tianshan?" Zi Yunzi's hair and beard moved without wind, clearly indicating his extreme anger.

"That's right." Ling Fengyan smiled wickedly. "That Gongsun Yu was incredibly alluring, she gave me a blast. I was planning to have her for a few more days, but you guys ruined everything. Oh! Excuse me, I heard she's a close friend of your sect's Su Daiyun, and has a deep friendship with your Six Swords. Perhaps you've also had your way with her? Su Daiyun is quite a beauty, so let me see how she compares to Gongsun Yu?"

"Don't forget our agreement, Master," Bai Yun said with a lewd grin.

"Of course I remember. She gave me her first five nights, and after that, she was yours."

"No wonder Fifth Uncle's skills haven't improved at all!" Xuan Yun slowly walked out of the hall, Su Daiyun beside him was so

angry that her face turned pale. "Women only become beautiful after being cultivated. You brat, you don't even know that? How can you be the sect leader? And you say my skills haven't improved? What does that have to do with this?" Bai Yun glared angrily, as if trying to intimidate the young disciple with his eyes, thinking that this would make the immature—that's what he always thought—young sect leader intimidated.

"There's a reason I say you're weak." Xuan Yun smiled, as always. "You can't even protect your own woman, and you have to use her as a bargaining chip. How can such a lowly person ever achieve anything great?"

"What do you mean we're lowly?" Chi Yun roared. "We are elders of Xiyuan. Dealing with you isn't betrayal."

"Indeed not." Xuan Yun's voice seemed capable of cutting through gold and jade. "Rebellion is the privilege of heroes. You're not worthy of it!"

"What nonsense!" Chi Yun laughed angrily. "We two trained Xiang Yun. We're much stronger than you, little brat."

"Ximen Xuan Yun?" Ling Feng Yan finally spoke.

"That's right."

"Don't think you can escape punishment just because you're the leader's biological son. The leader has ordered that if you don't submit, you will be killed without mercy!"

"Go back and tell Yu Wuxia!" Xuan Yun smiled faintly. "In the martial world, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit. Between victory and defeat, strength prevails. If she retreats to the Western Regions, I might spare the Demonic Sect for the sake of mother and son."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Not only Ling Fengyan, but even Chi Yun and Bai Yun wore mocking expressions. "You? You can't even get past this hurdle. The main force of Xiyuan is still dozens of miles away, and that's only because they rushed over without waiting for Zhu Chaoyun. Let's see how you, the little sect leader, can protect the chastity of the beauties in your sect! Miss Su, hurry up and wash yourself clean, and wait for me in bed! Ling Fengyan guarantees you'll experience ecstasy, even more exhilarating than when I took Gongsun Yu to bed and raped him to the point of no return." Ling Fengyan believed that her side still held the advantage. Chi Yun and Bai Yun were able to train a master like Xiang Yun, so their martial arts should be above their peers. Defeating Xuan Yun and Dai Yun would be no problem for them. Even without using drugs, she had a good chance of defeating Zi Yunzi. Logically speaking, her sect had a tenfold chance of winning this battle.

"Third and Fifth Uncles have made a mistake." Ignoring Ling Fengyan's lewd words, Xuan Yun coldly stared at the two traitorous uncles.

"What?"

"You think that because you've trained Senior Brother Xiangyun, the number one expert among your disciples, your martial arts are among the best? Wrong, wrong. Senior Brother's martial arts have long since been mastered. How could you possibly imagine his current strength?"

"We'll have to try to find out." As the words fell, three figures intertwined. The Xiyuan Sect was renowned in the martial arts world for its lightness skills and swordsmanship. Chi Yunzi and Bai Yunzi were especially skilled in lightness skills, yet they couldn't even catch a glimpse of Xuan Yun. As if effortless, Xuan Yun's sword lightly pierced through their defenses, slicing through their throats, and falling to the ground like a dance. Chi Yun and Bai Yun's faces were filled with astonishment as they landed, their eyes wide open in death.

"Indeed impressive." Ling Fengyan, unable to react in time, was utterly shaken. His lightness skill was also first-rate, far surpassing Chi Yun's, but even he couldn't defeat his enemies as easily as Xuan Yun. "You said you wanted me to deliver a message, it seems I am indeed qualified. I'll take my leave."

With a bow, Ling Fengyan turned to leave, but Xuan Yun's voice struck his back heavily. "Delivering the message to someone else is enough. Please leave your life behind! Tomorrow is the anniversary of Sect Leader Gongsun's death. We need your head to pay our respects."

The disciples of the Demonic Sect were not cowards, but what happened next terrified them into immobility. Ling Fengyan, who tried to use his lightness skill to escape, had his head severed by a sword from behind as soon as he moved. It was Su Daiyun who struck. While Xuan Yun was fighting two people alone, she had sneaked up to Ling Fengyan's side. If he had used his full strength, he probably wouldn't have died so easily! But intimidated by Xuan Yun's words, he couldn't use his full strength at all.

"Go back and tell Yu Wuxia that to destroy the Western Garden, you need to send someone like the Twin Hawks of Tianshan. This kind of traitor and petty scoundrel is not worth mentioning!"

"If you could understand why I made him my successor, you wouldn't dare to act rashly. Or are you still just as reckless?"

Zi Yunzi looked at his junior brother's corpse and sighed deeply, as if he wanted to vent the sadness of being betrayed in one breath.

"What's the reason, Senior Brother?" "

Within five years of entering the sect, Xuan Yun had already mastered thirty-five of the thirty-six basic moves, which is why he was able to defeat Chao Yun and force He Xiang Yun to retreat," Zi Yunzi said, standing beside Su Daiyun, lost in deep reminiscence. "But he practiced that last move for a full seven years. Two years ago, when he had practiced that last move for five years, I sent him to rescue the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, which had been completely wiped out. That night, before he went down the mountain, he came to find me and we sparred once. Only then did I realize that his martial arts had long surpassed mine." "

At that time, his skills shouldn't have been fully developed yet!"

"If you ask him, he'll say that he still hasn't mastered them. After Master passed away, the five of us brothers built this sect, making the thirty-six moves passed down by Master the essential introductory moves. With our own contributions, we created dozens of moves for our sect. If we follow Xuan Yun's advice, being greedy for more will prevent you from focusing, so he limited himself to practicing the most basic thirty-six moves diligently, striving for perfection. And that's the result." "

What does Senior Brother intend to do with the sect leader?"

"Let him decide for himself!" Ziyun sighed again. After all, she was getting old, so it was better not to interfere in such matters! "I absolutely do not want him to go back to the Demonic Sect. Since the founding of our sect, he is the first person who has made me fully understand martial arts." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Evil Cloud Chronicles (4)

Su Daiyun looked at the stars at night. After taking a bath, she was waiting for Xuanyun's favor.

"If we're talking about martial arts, I knew about it five years ago," she thought to herself, brushing her half-wet hair aside. Five years ago, she was completely subdued by Xuan Yun, ultimately losing all resistance and allowing him to enjoy her virgin body. Thinking back on that experience, Su Daiyun's face still flushed.

"Why is your face so red?" From behind, Xuan Yun embraced her perfectly proportioned, still lithe and graceful body, letting Dai Yun fall into his arms. "Did you catch a cold?"

"No way!" She gently tilted her head back, letting her lover kiss her fair neck. "I've been waiting for you for so long, why are you so late?"

"Just dealing with some things. You're so hot, do you want me that much?"

"Mmm!" Letting his hands roam over her body, gently caressing her through her thin nightgown, Dai Yun whispered in his ear, "Sister remembered something from five years ago."

"What were you thinking about? Tell me, okay, dear sister?"

"I'm just a little angry, that's all. You even chose such a sad date. It was my birthday those days, and instead of giving me a gift, you came to my room and made me lose my virginity to you without even realizing it. I'm still angry." "

That's why I 'tried hard' to make it up to you, sister!" "Xuan Yun emphasized his tone, making sure Dai Yun understood the meaning behind his words. His hands continued to gently knead and caress her, arousing every inch of her sensuality. His hands, which had been stroking outside her clothes, had somehow slipped inside.

"You...you hate me...little brother...you're so naughty...don't...don't touch there...it'll get wet..." Dai Yun's weak and delicate resistance quickly became an accomplice to the man's ravages, pleasurably stirring up intoxicating sensations. Xuan Yun removed her bathrobe, admiring her aroused, fiery naked body by the moonlight. He cupped her swollen breasts in his hands, his fingertips pinching her rosy nipples, and began to tease her. The bathrobe slipped to her feet, and Dai Yun's trembling feet kicked it away, the wet juices already flowing down her sides.

"Since you have some free time... good... good... play with your sister... everything... everything Daiyun will... everything will be as you wish... let Daiyun... let Daiyun go to bed... and serve you well... ah... good... so sore... so itchy... go to bed... hmm...?"

"No, sister." Xuanyun laughed, wrapping her trembling legs around his waist. "Little brother wants to do you here."

"Mmm...mmm...no...don't hold back...yes...right...right there...harder...don't worry about hurting your sister...where...anywhere is fine...sister...sister...I'll do whatever you want...ouch...!" Daiyun suddenly cried out in a sharp, panting voice. Xuanyun's hands were already stroking her firm, taut buttocks, his body pressed against her breasts, rubbing back and forth against her pink, alluring nipples, causing them to slowly spread apart. Especially his familiar, hot penis, pressed against her delicate legs, warming her back and forth.

Daiyun's bare back pressed against him, her lower body intertwined with her lover's, her hands weakly holding onto the man's neck. She was nearly exhausted. Her lover's hard, erect penis alone was enough to support her slender body, allowing her to arch her back and enjoy the pleasure of his thrusts. The secretions of orgasm were drawn out with each vigorous movement, thick fluids clinging to their point of contact and slowly sliding down her legs. Daiyun felt no sweat dripping down her body, no pain from the man's grip on her slender waist. She was completely overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, the intense sensation assaulting her senses, causing her to gasp and cry out, offering herself completely. The man carried her around the room, his hot penis rubbing against her tender muscles with each step, fueling her passion.

Sitting on a chair, Daiyun felt this position allow for even deeper penetration, every pore seemingly opening in his exhilarating conquest. Daiyun continued to arch her back, wave after wave of orgasms washing over her, leaving her intoxicated by the pleasure of sexual desire. Her eyes rolled back as she felt the man's semen shoot out from his swollen glans, bringing her the ultimate, most exquisite paralysis.

"What's wrong, sister? Sister?"

"Mmm." Su Daiyun lay languidly naked on Xuan Yun's body, not even wanting to answer the question, enjoying the feeling of every inch of her skin pressed against Xuan Yun's.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Absolutely comfortable." After a long while of lingering, Daiyun finally came to her senses, but her weak body couldn't respond to her struggles. "Good brother... let your sister go back to bed, okay? In bed, your sister is used to being held by you, being caressed and played with by you, but sitting in a chair..."

"Don't be shy, sister," Xuanyun looked at the satisfied and exhausted naked beauty in his arms, his eyes still seeming unsatisfied as he looked around. "Sitting up makes it easier to hold you, doesn't it?"

"You're so annoying," unable to break free, Daiyun could only let him hold her, letting her fragrant sweat and semen flow over her body, her whole body seemed to be on fire, even hotter than when she was being teased earlier. "You only know how to abuse your sister, is it not enough in bed? Do you want to have your sister in the whole room?"

"I want it even when we're not in the room!" Daiyun blushed at his words, struggling to bury her face in his chest, her slender hands weakly pounding Xuanyun's shoulder.

"You're so bad, so incredibly bad. How can I face you like this?"

"Do you want me to do it again before you'll listen to me?"

"No, please." Daiyun hugged him tightly, afraid he would do it again. "That's enough, if you keep doing this to me, I'll die. Please, you naughty thing, let me rest for a bit, I'm begging you!"

"How can I say no?"

"Let me go to bed and sleep!"

"No, it's so comfortable in your arms, little brother."

"Okay, whatever you want. Why are you so crazy today? You're practically breaking my bones, you don't care about me at all."

"I'm sorry, it's just..."

"Don't say anymore," Daiyun raised her beautiful face, now brimming with pleasure and charm, and gently touched his lips with her slender finger. "I know you're suffering inside, and I'm willing to let you vent, every time it's been willingly done. But don't keep things bottled up inside, it hurts me. Promise me, okay?"

"Hmm. Actually, it's just a family matter. Also, I remembered what happened two years ago when I rescued Sect Leader Gongsun."

"Was it Sister Yu?" Su Daiyun looked up, her face full of mischief. "Sister Yu told me!"

"Said what?" "

She said you're a good child, and she also said..." Su Daiyun giggled, her eyes like those of an innocent, mischievous child, her delicate fingers lightly tapping Xuanyun's nose. "She said that I'm so lucky to have such a bad brother like you."

"Anything else? I think there's a lot more to praise me for."

"Then you'll have to tell me. How did you bully Sister Yu back then? Tell me!"

"So you know!" Xuanyun scratched her head and recounted what happened back then.

Gongsun Yu lay in the warm bedding, listening to the rumble of the cart. The nightmare of the past few days returned to her mind. More than ten days had passed, and these days had truly felt like a living nightmare.

More than ten days ago, at noon, after lunch, she felt something strange about her body. A powerful heat rose from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her body. Suppressing the heat, she watched as her female disciples collapsed to the ground, panting, tormented by the aphrodisiac's effects. Their clothes were torn, their private parts exposed, their flushed skin a testament to the drug's potency, yet they remained fully conscious. Gongsun Yu knew it was one of the most terrifying aphrodisiacs, "Dewdrop Peony Blooms." Its horror lay not in its aphrodisiac effect, but in the abnormal clarity of the victim's mind, making them uncontrollably pursue sexual gratification. Afterwards, the girls felt a far greater aversion to the aroused lust and lewdness they had experienced, leaving the victim with an intense sense of grief and indignation. The female disciples, unable to bear the torment any longer, looked at her with pleading and helpless eyes.

"Tingshan, Yiyan, you...?"

"Master... Master!" The two disciples who were called out cried out in anguish. "Quick... quick, go! Don't worry about us."

Waves of demonic cult disciples surged in from the doorway, tearing at the girls' clothes, stripping the once virtuous maidens naked, and indulging their lust. Before they were poisoned, these villains couldn't even touch their clothes, but now they were enjoying the girls' bodies to their hearts' content. The lewd moans, the bloodstains, and the splattering semen filled the hall. Gongsun Yu,

suppressing the effects of the drug and trying to escape, kept running, his ears filled almost entirely with the helpless cries of his female disciples, which, under the influence of the drug, had turned into wild, lewd screams and cries. In her last glance before turning away, she saw the usually composed Yi Yan, unable to control herself, removing her underwear. Her flower-like, high breasts were grasped by men, her pretty face burning with unbearable lust. Two naked men occupied her from both ends, sandwiching her delicate body between them, thrusting repeatedly into her lower body. The blood of her deflowering and the blood from her injured anus dripped with her writhing body. Gongsun Yu couldn't bear to think about how Yi Yan would cope once the drug wore off. She was such a shy, reserved, and lovable pure girl; how could she have imagined being ravaged like a beast in front of her sect? She could

never forget the expressions on her disciples' faces. Suppressing her remaining self-control, Gongsun Yu faced her opponent alone, who was waiting with a lewd look on his face.

"You...you are...?"

"I am Ling Fengyan. How does this 'Dewdrop Peony' taste?" "Looks like I asked in vain. Soon, Sect Leader Gongsun will know what's going on. Haha."

Gongsun Yu's efforts had reached their limit, and Ling Fengyan easily subdued her.

"Beautiful Grand Master, you are completely mine. I am a man of tenderness and will not let anyone else share your beautiful body." Reaching into Gongsun Yu's skirt, Ling Fengyan kneaded her thighs, her uncontrollable lustful fluids already sliding down, wetting his hands. "Let's go back and enjoy ourselves! See how thirsty your female disciples are. I am your benefactor! Otherwise, how could you have the experience of being possessed by so many people at once? Countless men! I guarantee I will completely fill the stomachs of you self-righteous sluts. Don't worry, even if only I touch you, I won't make you, the proud Grand Master, dissatisfied. I guarantee I will make you as passionate as fire, without even a trace of shame, hahaha!"

The main hall of the Jade Maiden Sword Sect had become a naked gathering, the air thick with the scent of flesh. Naked girls were enduring round after round of endless venting from the men. Several of their slender waists had already lost their strength, limp in the men's rough hands. Tears streamed down Gongsun Yu's face as she watched Yi Yan, Ting Shan, and a few other disciples with stronger skills still succumbing to lust. Many of the female disciples had already given up, unable to move as the men thrust into them. Perhaps they were the lucky ones. Gongsun Yu let Ling Fengyan fondle and tease her, thinking to herself. She had never eaten much, so the aphrodisiac she had been given wasn't too severe, allowing her to endure it and not offer herself to the man skillfully teasing and playing with her. But what was the use? It was only a matter of time.

Yi Yan had changed her position. She braced herself on the grass with her hands, and a man grabbed her legs, entering her from behind and thrusting forcefully. Gushes of vaginal fluid were drawn out, leaving her fair buttocks covered in red scratches. No matter how much pain or pleasure she felt, she couldn't cry out. Yi Yan's cherry-like mouth was filled with a man's penis. She gasped for breath, white semen spurting from her mouth and buttocks, revealing the unsightly scene at her groin. The deeper one's skill, the more tragic the end; this is why "Dewdrop Peony Blooms" is so abhorrent. Yi Yan's skill was the deepest among all the female disciples, and her mind was clearest when poisoned; the aftermath must have been the most profound.

What about the other senior disciple? Gongsun Yu looked around; she saw her. Ting Shan's situation was even worse than Yi Yan's; many more men had slept with her. Ting Shan's naked body sat on a reclining man, writhing violently. Other villains' penises were thrusting forcefully into her mouth and buttocks. Her full, high, proud breasts, the most prominent in the entire sect, were being squeezed by men who were wiping their penises with her soft breasts. The purplish-red tips, occasionally exposed and oozing white fluid, clearly indicated this wasn't the first time she had been stimulated. Five or six men lay sprawled around Tingshan, all seemingly having satisfied themselves with her. Their faces, flushed with pleasure, contrasted sharply with Tingshan's still-unsatisfied and rosy cheeks.

Having reached her limit, Gongsun Yu silently broke free, wrapping her legs around Ling Fengyan's waist and offering her pink vulva. Her upper body drooped, her firm, beautiful breasts bouncing, her rosy areolas incredibly alluring. Ling Fengyan gripped her waist, thrusting violently, causing her virgin blood to splatter onto her fair thighs. Gongsun Yu, upside down, saw in her distorted vision that the lewdness of the women below was far from over.

Her beautiful face bore an expression of pain. Nearly forty, she remained chaste, though aphrodisiacs had fueled her lust. The pain of losing her virginity was unbearable, especially since she had been defiled by such a despicable lecher. Unable to resist, she reached a carnal climax under the combined influence of the aphrodisiac and Ling Fengyan's forceful rape. The cultists, having satisfied their lust on the female disciples, watched her frantically respond, listening to her seductive, passionate moans, more than once. For over

ten days, the pristine facade of the Tianshan Jade Maiden Sword Sect was completely stained with the remnants of their debauchery. Gongsun Yu watched as some disciples were tortured to death, while others survived, enduring endless torment and pain. Under Ling Fengyan's abuse, she was numb, unable to even shed a tear. Until this day, the Demonic Sect Leader's decree arrived.

"Hmm, not bad." Ling Fengyan stood beneath the city gate, watching Gongsun Yu's naked body being hoisted onto it. Four long nails pinned her limbs, her body spread wide in a stark shape. Her still-wet body was dripping with a mixture of her waning semen and white vaginal fluid. Ling Fengyan hadn't bathed her these past few days; the dried blood still clung to her legs. Gongsun Yu's eyes were closed listlessly, the once radiant light gone.

"Master's strategy of intimidation is truly brilliant; the Central Plains martial arts world has completely lost face."

"Palace Master is wise," his deputy flattered with a fawning smile, "conquering the Jade Maiden Sword without firing a single shot. From now on, they should be renamed... What should they be called? The Harlot Sword? The Lewd Woman Sword?"

"I say neither is good," Ling Fengyan lewdly grinned, "Let's call them the Spring Heart Sword."

"Palace Master is truly a learned man! This subordinate is humbled."

"Watch closely," Ling Fengyan seemed quite pleased with the flattery, "If Gongsun Yu is still alive after three days of this demonstration, I'll want her too! This slut is truly incredibly wanton; I linger here and don't want to leave!"

"Should we distribute her? All we hear from below are words of praise for Palace Master; the surviving women have been serving the brothers very well these past few days." "

I'll decide after I'm done playing with her."

"Yes."

Next, Gongsun Yu felt herself being lifted off the ground. The person removing the nails was extremely gentle, as if not wanting her to suffer too much pain. It seemed that reinforcements had finally arrived, but this gentleness was useless to Gongsun Yu. Her numb body felt nothing at all; now, she only wanted a quick death. She was consumed by lust in front of everyone, her actions out of control, driven by Ling Fengyan's frenzied possession. How could she endure this? Yi Yan and Ting Shan had both committed suicide out of shame and indignation after the effects of the aphrodisiac wore off. Those memories were right before her eyes; they were indeed the whispers of a demon.

"Is Sect Leader Gongsun alright?" Xuan Yun entered the carriage. Chao Yun was driving, while Xiang Yun sat in the driver's seat, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings to prevent the Demonic Sect from abducting anyone. Although they had rescued the surviving female disciples, none of them were willing to return to Xiyuan Mountain with them. All of them had either committed suicide or gone without a trace, their whereabouts unknown.

"How could I be alright?" Gongsun Yu smiled sadly. Although Ling Fengyan did her best to torment her, seeing the sorrow and contortion on her beautiful face, she never hurt her face. Her body, however, was covered in wounds, except for two small gashes on her front and back; every inch of her body was injured, a pitiful sight beyond description.

"And them?"

"Their top disciples... have all escaped their torment." Xuan Yun could only say this. For these suffering female disciples of the Heavenly Mountain Jade Maiden Sword Sect, death was their only desired end; even Chao Yun's eloquence couldn't save them from their suicidal thoughts.

"Is that so? Only I, the worthless one, am still alive."

"Sect Leader, don't say that. You still have to revive the Jade Maiden Sect of Tianshan. All your disciples are waiting for you to avenge them."

"Forget it!" Gongsun Yu closed her eyes, letting Xuan Yun gently wipe away her tears. "Ling Fengyan has been toying with me like this. Gongsun Yu has wanted to die for a long time. Now I just want to prolong this until I see my old friend Zi Yunzi one last time. I know that Ling Fengyan's torture has already damaged all my meridians. You were the one who cleansed me and applied medicine; you should know my condition. Tell me, how many days does Gongsun Yu have left?"

"Seven days at most, four days at least." Xuan Yun bit his lip. He knew he would be asked this difficult question. Why did he always have to deliver such terrible news?

"Is that so? That's enough. I know about you and Daiyun," Gongsun Yu said, ignoring Xuanyun's expression of grief mixed with surprise. She gently raised her hand, which Xuanyun held in her palm, letting the dying woman caress her face. "Because I made the abortion medicine for Daiyun. I know no one outside can hear, don't worry. Come to my room tonight, I have something to say."

The carriage arrived at the small market at the foot of Xiyuan Mountain. The group rested at the inn and, as Gongsun Yu had instructed, buried the bodies of the thirty-odd female disciples of the Tianshan Jade Maiden Sword who had been brought out. She didn't want to take them to Xiyuan.

"Where are your senior brothers?"

"They were exhausted from digging the graves, they're probably asleep now."

"Now that I know your secret with Daiyun, do you want to kill me?" Gongsun Yu sat up with Xuanyun's help, leaning against the pillow, letting the blankets cover her naked body, and smiled playfully at Xuanyun. From the moment she was rescued, she refused Xuan Yun and the others' offer to dress her. Since she had been destroyed naked by Ling Fengyan, she wanted to be buried naked before taking revenge. They would burn her funerary clothes after Ling Fengyan was beheaded. She gave these instructions, and the three of them had no choice but to comply. "Otherwise, I might leak it out!"

"Since Sister Yun dared to say it, what can I do?" Xuan Yun smiled bitterly. "Besides, I can't bring myself to kill her."

"As expected, you're someone Dai Yun has taken a liking to," Gongsun Yu beckoned Xuan Yun to sit down beside her. "Although Dai Yun lost her virginity to you unwillingly, she still couldn't help but surrender. Gongsun Yu now knows what she was thinking. Call me Sister Yu! With the Tianshan Jade Maiden Sword destroyed, my incompetent sect leader is also gone."

"What is Sister Yu thinking about?"

"Sister Yu!" Gongsun Yu's soft, weak hand gently rested on Xuan Yun's hand. "Sister Yu knows you're not a cat that doesn't steal fish. I knew that when you couldn't help but tease your Sister Yu while you were cleaning me."

"I'm sorry, Sister Yu," Xuan Yun stuck out her tongue. "Xuan Yun has never been one to resist temptation. Although Sister Yu is injured,... but her body is still very alluring, making it difficult for Xuan Yun to control herself, so... so that's why..."

"I know." Gongsun Yu guided his hand to her face. "Can...can you do me a favor? It's nothing too difficult for you." "Whatever you say, Sister Yu

." Xuan Yun's hand left Gongsun Yu's grasp, gently pressing into Gongsun Yu's hair, feeling the comfortable touch of the soft strands. Gongsun Yu seemed to enjoy Xuan Yun's massage, her eyes closed. Xuan Yun was surprised to see that Gongsun Yu's previously pale and bloodless face had flushed with a rosy hue, making her look exceptionally beautiful, and she even felt a fever.

"If you hadn't just taken liberties with Yu-jie while you were purifying her, but had instead taken advantage of her body, Yu-jie wouldn't be in such a sorry state now." Gongsun Yu pressed her tender cheek against Xuan Yun's hand. "That Ling Fengyan kept saying that Yu-jie belonged only to him. Even when he locked me in the room and tortured Yu-jie with whips and candle wax, he never let Yu-jie be possessed by anyone else. He even insisted that Yu-jie would never taste anything better with anyone else than with him. Yu-jie would rather he be angry to death than let him laugh so happily. Xuan Yun! Perhaps you think your sister is lewd, but right now she just wants you to possess her properly once, at least so that she has the right to laugh at Ling Fengyan in the underworld."

"Xuan Yun wouldn't dare." Xuan Yun lowered her head, gently nibbling at her earlobe, and whispered, "Sister Yu's injuries are too severe. If she enters the intense Cloud Rain Realm, she could easily die on the spot due to shattered meridians. Xuan Yun cannot and dares not take that risk. At least Sister Yu must see the Sect Leader and Dai Yun one last time."

"Completing the mission is your most important task," Gongsun Yu felt the heat from the back of her ear. "Sister Dai Yun is right. Even if this would allow you to die content and also bury your secret forever, you still wouldn't do it. So what do you want Sister Yu to do? Does she want her to be nothing more than a plaything for that villain Ling Fengyan until the very end?"

"Xuanyun has a method, please relax your body, sister." Gongsun Yu slowly relaxed her whole body and closed her eyes, feeling Xuanyun gently sucking on the delicate skin of her pretty face. One hand reached under the covers and gently rubbed her clitoris. A warm fire gradually spread, gently moistening her whole body. Unlike the intense "dewdrops on a peony in bloom," the desire fire coming from Xuanyun was not fierce, but like a steamer, slowly stimulating her reaction. Gongsun Yu felt the fire slowly spread throughout her body, not only her breasts and sexual organs, but her entire body skin seemed to swell.

"Ouch!"

"Sister Yu, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No." Gongsun Yu slightly opened her beautiful eyes, her burning desire seemingly about to burst forth. "Sister Yu feels so good, but it feels like my whole body is swelling up, and I can't help but want to moan. Xuan Yun, please seal my mouth, okay? We can't let them hear. Mmm!"

Xuan Yun covered Gongsun Yu's small, angular mouth with her tongue, gently licking her white teeth, breaking through their barrier, and teasing Gongsun Yu's tongue, melting her into a passionate kiss. Gongsun Yu's initial moans were because the heat felt like it was soaking in warm water, stretching her entire body and tugging at the scabs, causing her some pain. But under Xuan Yun's seduction, amidst the slight pain, waves of passion rose within her. Gongsun Yu relaxed her body, feeling the blanket slowly slip down, her naked body touching the air, yet she felt no cold at all, only waiting for the climax to arrive. From the nearly dried-up Peach Blossom Cave, drops of fluid oozed out, relieving the unbearable emptiness.

"Thank you, Xuan Yun." Gongsun Yu lay back on the bed, letting Xuan Yun cover her rosy-pink body with the blanket. Her fair cheeks seemed to be rouged, as if water could be wrung out from them. Xuan Yun loved her more and more, unwilling to look away.

"Why are you looking at me so fiercely?" Gongsun Yu seemed to have reverted to her girlish shyness, gently pushing Xuan Yun away with her slender hand. "Do you want to devour me?"

"No...no, it's just that you're too...too cute, sister."

"If you want, then eat me! Sister Yu is waiting for you!" Gongsun Yu's slender fingers moved lightly, touching Xuan Yun's crotch, which was so swollen that it couldn't be hidden at all. "Take it off! Come on up and eat your sister properly, and Sister Yu will be very happy."

Xuan Yun resisted and pressed down Gongsun Yu's hand. "Lie down, I'll tell you something." Gongsun Yu's breath was sweet and fragrant, making Xuan Yun's ears tingle. Teased by such a beauty, he was tempted but dared not act. "My lips haven't been touched by Ling Fengyan; he's afraid I'll bite off his manhood. If you're too afraid to... on my body... let me suck it out for you! You were pressing against my lower back so hard!"

Xuan Yun couldn't resist any longer. He pressed his face against Gongsun Yu's, his erect, large penis bouncing freely, its purplish-red tip pressed against Gongsun Yu's small mouth.

"I... don't really understand. You have to tell me how to do it." Gongsun Yu's voice was barely audible, the heat on her blushing cheeks almost matching the heat of the glans touching her red lips.

Following Xuan Yun's instructions, Gongsun Yu sucked the throbbing glans into her mouth, her lips gently licking the hot tip. As Xuan Yun had said, she imagined it slowly filling the emptiness in her lower body, gradually warming the tender flesh inside her vagina, desire slowly extending, wave after wave assaulting her nerves, passion slowly taking over her. Just as Gongsun Yu reached her climax, Xuan Yun couldn't help but ejaculate, the thick, milky white fluid gushing into Gongsun Yu's mouth.

"Don't kiss so fiercely." Gongsun Yu, kissed by Xuan Yun, finally pulled away from him after a while, panting softly, and said coquettishly.

"How did you feel, sister?"

"So happy." Gongsun Yu's face showed satisfied joy. "Xuan Yun, my wish has been fulfilled, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"This should have been a matter of mutual consent. So it was wrong of me to forcibly take Dai Yun's virginity that time, and that's why Ling Fengyan is so despicable." "

Keep talking with your sister all night." "That

's

how it is." Xuan Yun finished recounting her memories, and both of them shed tears.

"Sister Yu's revenge has finally been avenged." Daiyun's languid and weak body still leaned in Xuanyun's arms. "Let your sister serve you in bed! That way, your sister can personally burn the funerary clothes for Sister Yu tomorrow and tell her that the great revenge has been avenged."

"No need for much service," Xuanyun carried Daiyun's delicate and alluring naked body to the bed. "Goodnight, sister, we have to get up tomorrow!" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Evil Cloud Chronicles (5)

In the Demon Clan's main hall, Yu Wuxia was frowning as she looked at the report.

"Has Mother found Brother?"

"Yes. Xueyan, sit on Mother's lap!"

Xueyan was three months younger than Xuanyun, and she was not Yu Wuxia's biological daughter. During the great internal strife within the Demonic Sect, the newlywed Yu Wuxia was separated from her husband by death and lost her son. Later, an elder of the sect vowed to restore the sect and elevated Yu Wuxia to a position of honor, but he himself perished in the process. Yu Wuxia then adopted his infant daughter as her goddaughter, naming her Yu Xueyan. While Xueyan's beauty did not surpass her mother's, she was still a rare beauty. Her skin was fair with a rosy tint, a healthy and beautiful woman. As she grew older and her temperament matured, she might one day surpass Yu Wuxia's beauty.

"What about my brother? Doesn't he want to come back?"

"Yes!" Yu Wuxia told Xueyan everything that had happened on Mount Taihang, adding at the end about her two-pronged attack on the Western Garden.

"Even if he guessed my attack, he has no way to deal with it. The surrendered Liangyun and Lingfengyan attacked Xiyuan Sect together, while Shi Yuxian and Tianshan Shuangyao ambushed Xiyuan's returning master together. If he wants to save Xiyuan's main hall, he should at least send Xiangyun along to withstand the possible attack; otherwise, the remaining fighting force and reinforcements are no match for us. If he stays behind and only sends Ye Xiangyun back, Ye Xiangyun is Liangyun's disciple, and he probably can't handle the combined attack of his two masters. Xuanyun, my son, I want to see what you can do!"

"Why did you send Lingfengyan out?" Xueyan's voice was filled with resentment. She had always disliked this man, especially since his eyes were always darting around her. Last time, Lingfengyan used an aphrodisiac to break Tianshan Jade Maiden Sword, and when he returned, he wanted Xueyan's first night as compensation! Enraged, Xueyan accused Yu Wuxia of corrupting the followers with Ling Fengyan, causing the originally disciplined subordinates to indulge in lust, and had him punished by being confined to his quarters for two years.

"Xueyan, I know you despise that man, but he has also served our sect well. Although his methods are despicable and unpleasant, we can't punish him unless he has truly committed a heinous crime. Our sect's recent expedition to the Central Plains to dominate the land has been conducted with strict discipline, but his actions last time severely damaged our sect's reputation, making us synonymous with lechery. Therefore, I can punish him severely, but we must distinguish between public and private matters, understand?"

"Yes, Xueyan understands." Xueyan pouted. Yu Wuxia had always considered her a candidate for the next sect leader and often scolded her, which she was tired of hearing. "Then why are you worried, Mother?"

"Sigh!" Yu Wuxia sighed. "The news from Shi Yuxian is that many of the spies sent to guard the main force in the West Garden have died under Ye Xiangyun's sword, a heavy loss!"

"Is he really that powerful?"

"Ye Xiangyun's martial arts are said to be top-notch in the Xiyuan Sect. How could he be easily dealt with? Even your senior sister doesn't dare to act rashly." Senior sister is Shi Yuxian, who became a high-ranking cadre of the Demonic Sect at only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She is one of the five pillars of the Demonic Sect, along with Ling Fengyan, Yu Xueyan, Zhao Huachong, and Sima Kangjie, each in charge of a palace. The Twin Hawks of Tianshan are highly skilled in martial arts, but they are not suited to leading operations; they are merely one of Yu Wuxia's personal guards.

"Could it be...?" Xueyan's eyes widened. She guessed what Yu Wuxia feared.

"Xueyan is indeed clever. If Xuanyun returns to Xiyuan alone in time, Ling Fengyan and the others will be hesitant to act, making it difficult to end the battle. Once it drags on until Xiyuan returns, there will be no chance of a great victory. Even if they win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory. Xuanyun, my son, you are too confident. Do you think you can turn the tide all by yourself?"

Yu Wuxia's words were interrupted by an urgent report. Upon reading it, Yu Wuxia was so angry that she almost tore the letter to shreds. Yu Xueyan took the report and was so shocked that her already bright eyes almost popped out.

"How could this be?" "

Report! Military Advisor Sima has arrived."

"Please come in!" Seeing that Yu Wuxia was too angry to speak, Yu Xueyan had to speak for her.

"What happened to the Sect Leader and Palace Master Yu?" Sima Kangjie asked suspiciously. He was originally a disciple of the Dao Sect, but left because he was dissatisfied with the arrogance of the Four Dao Lords. He became the top military strategist of the Demonic Sect with his talent. His tall and thin figure, coupled with his Daoist robe, gave him a certain air of otherworldly elegance. Combined with his handsome face, this created a powerful attraction for him. If he hadn't always been self-controlled, he would probably be annoyed by the girls who were always pursuing him. This was Yu Xueyan's opinion.

"Military Advisor Sima, please take a look." Yu Xueyan got off Yu Wuxia's lap, stepped down, and handed the report to Sima Kangjie.

"Palace Master Ling died on the summit of West Garden Mountain, and even Chi Yun and Bai Yun are dead. The only opponents are that old man Zi Yunzi, Su Daiyun, and Ximen Xuanyun. How is this possible?"

"That's what I wanted to say too, Strategist," Yu Xueyan said. She knew this plan was proposed by Sima Kangjie, and it was indeed a perfect plan at first. Even Ximen Xuanyun, relying on his status as Yu Wuxia's son, was included, and a kill order was issued. Even Yu Wuxia and Yu Xueyan couldn't find any flaws and praised it highly. Now, however, a pillar of the Demonic Sect has been lost.

"This is my fault," Sima Kangjie knelt down after reading the report. "According to those who escaped, both Yun and Palace Master Ling died at the hands of Young Master Xuanyun. I didn't accurately assess his strength, resulting in heavy losses. I beg the Sect Master to punish me!"

"This was unexpected. Sect Master, please forgive the Strategist! I beg the Sect Master to consider the Strategist's past achievements and punish him leniently." Yu Xueyan also bowed gracefully. She knew Sima Kangjie's importance in the entire Demonic Sect. Without his strategic planning, the Demonic Sect would have no strength to attack the Central Plains.

"Get up, all of you!" Yu Wuxia descended the steps and personally helped Sima Kangjie to his feet. "The one to blame is that I was also deceived. My son Xuanyun didn't even use his full strength in Taihang. It was my miscalculation. The strategist was not wrong."

"Thank you, Master."

"What does the strategist think we should do next?" "

Since Young Master Xuanyun dared to return to Xiyuan alone, he must have a way to deal with our ambush. Although this may weaken our sect's prestige, our military might will not be restored. I request that the Master quickly recall the Palace Master and the two other officials so that we can plan a major offensive again."

"I know." Yu Wuxia pondered. "However, this is our sect's first major battle in the East. If we lose, our sect will find it difficult to establish itself in the fertile lands of the East. This is what the strategist said two years ago to stop Ling Fengyan from making a rash decision."

"Yes," Sima Kangjie thought for a moment. "Master, you spoke up in Taihang to challenge Xiyuan. Losing this battle will indeed damage morale, but we can also turn this crisis into an opportunity."

"What do you mean?" Yu Wuxia leaned forward after returning to his seat, and Yu Xueyan also looked very interested. She wanted to see what other methods he had to turn the tide.

"The Dao Sect members are always arrogant and greedy, lacking a sense of the bigger picture. Seeing the Sect Leader challenge the Xiyuan Sect alone, they will undoubtedly be eager to gain an advantage and will not care about the safety of their representatives," Sima Kangjie straightened up, noticing the understanding in Yu Wuxia and Yu Xueyan's eyes. "The Sect Leader can send more people to join forces with Palace Master Shi and launch a counterattack on the Dao Sect. As for Xiyuan, one or two envoys can be sent under the pretext of retrieving Palace Master Ling's remains to demonstrate our power. As long as the attack on the Dao Sect is successful, the world will not see our sect's defeat in Xiyuan."

"Very well," Yu Wuxia stood up. "I will personally take charge of this battle."

"The Sect Leader need not risk his life," Sima Kangjie said. "The two Dao Lords, Jin and Tie, are highly skilled in martial arts but lack the ability to command and cannot handle unexpected situations. I will go instead."

"But assassination isn't your forte," Yu Wuxia said through gritted teeth. "Ling Fengyan is the expert in this. If he weren't so cruel and unreliable, his palace's strength could be significantly enhanced."

"This subordinate is indeed not skilled in this art. I would like to request that the Sect Leader dispatch some of Palace Master Ling's former subordinates to assist me." "

Very well! Who do you think would be best suited to fill Ling Fengyan's vacancy?" "

There is no suitable candidate at present. This subordinate believes the Deputy Palace Master will have to temporarily fill the position."

"Then go!" Yu Wuxia knew of his long-standing feud with the Dao Sect. Giving him a chance to resolve the conflict was good, since a falling out with the Dao Sect was inevitable anyway.

Zi Yunzi stood in the main hall, with Xuan Yun attending him.

"Where is your aunt?"

"My aunt said she's going into seclusion to burn the funerary clothes for the deceased Sect Leader Gongsun."

"It's been over ten days since Ling Fengyan was killed, and she's still in seclusion. Really..." Zi Yunzi thought for a moment and voiced her question. "Who were the people who stayed behind that day?"

"Those were the new recruits I secretly trained, twenty in total. I originally planned to inform Master after the training was complete, but I didn't expect to need them so soon."

"You child. By the way, why did you let the disciples who betrayed us with Chi Yun and Bai Yun go with the Demonic Sect? They are traitors!"

"As long as the two aunts aren't here, they have no contact with the Demonic Sect, and the Demonic Sect has no reason to trust them. These people will be a major threat to the Demonic Sect in the future. Rather than harming our people, it's better to let the Demonic Sect worry about us."

"You!" Xiang Yun interrupted Zi Yunzi's nagging and rushed in.

"What happened to Master?"

"Our two senior uncles died heroically while fighting against the Lingfeng Yan invasion, and their bodies have already been laid to rest." Xuan Yun had his reasons for concealing the truth. If news of their betrayal got out, the disciples they had previously led would inevitably become restless, and their loyalty to the sect would be questioned. From Xuan Yun's perspective, he couldn't plant a time bomb within his own sect.

"You don't need to hide it from me anymore, Xuan Yun." Xiang Yun sounded somewhat dejected. "From the moment you didn't bring me back, I knew this trip back was to deal with our masters."

"I didn't want to hide it from you either," Xuan Yun slowly walked to Xiang Yun's side. "That was just the story we told the outside world. You know better than I why the truth can't be revealed."

"I understand. Who did they come with?"

"This…"

Seeing Xuan Yun hesitate, Xiang Yun turned to look at Zi Yun. Zi Yun couldn't stand Xiang Yun's questioning gaze and had no choice but to speak.

"Masters joined forces with Ling Fengyan?" Xiangyun's voice was devoid of any particular emotion, but Ziyunzi felt a heavy pressure. "Truly unpromising."

Xuanyun knew this was Xiangyun's anger. Back then, he had also rescued the female disciples of the Tianshan Jade Maiden Sword Sect. Rescuing the trapped female disciples was his job; Xuanyun was responsible for rescuing Gongsun Yu, while Chaoyun was responsible for providing backup. How many people committed suicide when Xiangyun untied them? Even Xuanyun didn't want to ask this question. He knew that Xiangyun's mood would never be good; his disgust for Ling Fengyan was enough to drive someone mad.

"Sect Leader, Junior Brother, there's something I need to tell you." Seemingly having shaken off his anger, Xiangyun reported all the news. "Second Martial Uncle's men have already reached the mountain. We didn't have a major conflict with the Demonic Sect along the way. Some of their spies came, but I killed them and extracted some confessions. Also, I fought with a Demonic Sect demoness. She didn't give her name, but judging from her age, she should be Shi Yuxian, one of the Five Palace Masters."

"No major battle?" Xuanyun asked with a doubtful tone, clearly surprised by the result. "By the way, this time we were able to withstand Ling Fengyan's attacks thanks to the newly trained people. You, as the instructor, should let them rest a bit!"

"Hmm." Xiangyun nodded. "Let them think things through; that'll help them improve their martial arts. Junior Brother, do you see anything wrong?"

"I think you should also know," Xuan Yun paced back and forth, "that if the Demonic Sect doesn't achieve any significant feats in their invasion of the Central Plains this time, it will greatly damage their prestige. They are wary of the sacrifices inflicted when dealing with you, but they will never abandon their goal of establishing authority because of this. Are they waiting for us to become complacent? Or do they have other objectives?"

"Perhaps neither," Zi Yunzi interjected. He knew that overconfidence was always Xuan Yun's personality; he always thought that everything in the world was under his control, so he always had the opportunity to remind him to be careful.

"That's also possible, Master. But this time, the situation is clear, there shouldn't be any unusual movements." In fact, Zi Yunzi knew this as well; he had just been suppressing his arrogance. With Zi Yun's experienced thinking, the Demonic Sect shouldn't have any other options.

"If they have other objectives, it shouldn't be small sects, but large sects might not be something they can handle." Xuan Yun pondered, then suddenly raised his voice, "Second Uncle, could you give me the routes for the representatives of the four major sects to return to their master?"

"Alright, that's not difficult." Qingyunzi frowned as he entered. He was originally in charge of intelligence gathering for the other sects, and the return route of the four sects wasn't kept secret. The sect leaders representing the four sects were all highly respected figures, and they would have to accept hospitality from each sect on their return journey, making this job extremely easy. What puzzled him was who stayed behind. Even though Chiyunzi and Baiyunzi had died protecting their sects, where were their disciples? Why hadn't any of them stayed?

He'd leave the explanation to his master. Xuanyun looked at the route map and gave the order, which was carried out by Ye Xiangyun.

"Isn't the sect leader going?" Jinyun asked.

"No," Xuanyun smiled slightly. "I still need to prepare to welcome the guests."

"Guests? Who?" Even Xiangyun, who always understood Xuanyun's orders best, was stunned, let alone the others.

"It's an envoy from the Demonic Sect." Xuanyun turned and went inside, leaving only this sentence.

In the main hall, Xuanyun sat at the head of the table, and everyone in the sect except the gatekeepers was present. Xuan Yun was listening to Chao Yun's report on the trip to Taihang, half of which was to let Zi Yunzi know the situation.

"That's the general situation," Xuan Yun said to everyone after letting Chao Yun return to his seat. "Xuan Yun is certain that he is Yu Wuxia's long-lost relative. This matter has caused a stir in Taihang, and soon the entire martial arts world will know. Perhaps the various sects and factions in the Central Plains will try to make things difficult for me because of my identity. Today's meeting is to discuss a solution. If everyone agrees, Xuan Yun is ready to step down and give way at any time." "

Even if Junior Brother Xuan Yun is indeed Yu Wuxia's son," Chao Yun stood up again to speak, "judging from his attitude towards Yu Wuxia on Taihang Mountain, we have no reason to force him to step down. In addition, Junior Brother was prepared before going up the mountain, allowing the Demonic Sect to take advantage of the situation and suffer a crushing defeat. Even Ling Fengyan, one of the five pillars of the sect, died on the spot, and his ashes are now on Junior Brother's desk." He pointed to the small bag on Xuan Yun's desk. It seemed that everyone in Xiyuan deeply hated Ling Fengyan's evil deeds, and they wouldn't even give him his ashes. "In terms of both wisdom and courage, Junior Brother is more than capable of taking on the important responsibility of sect leader."

"That's true, but," Qingyunzi stood up, "the Dao Sect deliberately chose a route back to the mountain that was very close to our sect. In addition, the two Dao Lords, Jin and Tie, who were present, have already joined forces with the reinforcements of Dao Lord Gang, who came to meet us. All signs indicate that the Dao Sect may suddenly attack us. Therefore, my nephew Xiangyun led people down the mountain to prepare. Even if we repel the Dao Sect's ambitions, the other three sects will not let our Xiyuan go. Our sect is located among the four sects, and its geographical location has long been coveted by them. We should not leave any excuse for attacking."

Other influential people spoke in turn, but most of them supported Xuanyun. Xuanyun's reputation had soared due to his achievement in defeating the Demonic Sect. Most of those who had opposed him because of his youth had changed their minds. Of the remaining four swordsmen, Zi Yunzi remained silent, which everyone assumed was to avoid suspicion, as Xuan Yun was, after all, his direct disciple. Su Daiyun maintained her usual aloof and icy demeanor. Qing Yunzi also did not explicitly object. Jin Yunzi, having accepted Xuan Yun's request, was currently preparing the antidote for "Dewdrop Peony Blooming," the original medicine of which was taken from Ling Fengyan's corpse, and therefore did not attend. It seemed that, according to everyone's decision, Xuan Yun's position was still secure.

The commotion began at this moment. It came so suddenly that a bright red figure floated in and stood in the hall, while the gatekeeper disciples who had been shouting about the enemy invasion rushed in only now. Apart from the three swordsmen and Xuan Yun and Chao Yun, everyone else was in a panic. Xuan Yun shook her head, seemingly very dissatisfied with the gatekeeper disciples' performance; Chao Yun looked at the composed Xuan Yun, waiting for the sect leader's order; Zi Yun sat calmly; while Qing Yun and Dai Yun remained motionless.

"Is that Young Master Ximen?" Slowly, the fluttering red ribbons stopped moving and fell, revealing the newcomer's face.

If one could only hear her voice, it would be hard to imagine that this was someone who had violently invaded the very heart of the West Garden. Her voice was soft and melodious, like the gentle lapping of waves on a beach at sunset. Dressed in a bright red gauze dress, she was a rare beauty. She looked no more than twenty-five years old, with an extremely delicate and beautiful face. Her lively eyes darted around, seemingly hiding boundless cunning; one could tell at a glance she was a clever, pretty girl with an innocent heart. Everyone couldn't help but think back to when she entered the hall. It was as if a strong wind had swept through her body; the soft, bright red gauze clung to her curvaceous figure, revealing her sharply defined breasts. Her figure was incredibly alluring, and her upright, graceful posture revealed a wildness and charm hidden deep within her. Yet, paired with such an innocent face, she was practically the epitome of the saying "angelic face, devilish figure." Yu Wuxia was even more beautiful, but she possessed a hidden sorrow. She was a mature beauty, as alluring and pampered as Xi Shi, but she didn't have such innocent vitality. Su Daiyun was reserved and aloof, her beauty captivating yet keeping people at a distance, lacking Yu Wuxia's captivating power.

"I wonder if you are Palace Master Shi Yuxian or Palace Master Yu Xueyan?" Xuan Yun smiled. "If I'm not mistaken, it must be Miss Shi in person. It's a pleasure to meet

you." "If you guessed correctly, you would be quite embarrassed if I weren't surnamed Shi." The girl smiled playfully, exuding a refreshing aura. "Indeed, I am Shi Yuxian. Since Young Master Ximen is the son of the sect leader, there's no need for such formalities."

"In the West Garden Hall, Ximen Xuanyun no longer felt any motherly affection." Xuan Yun smiled slightly. "I wonder what brings Miss Shi here? Surely you're not here to continue the unfinished battle with Senior Brother Xiangyun?"

"Hmm, it seems he's not here." Shi Yuxian glanced around at everyone. Everyone who was deeply gazed upon by her couldn't help but blush and their hearts race, except for Zi Yunzi and Su Daiyun. The former sat with her eyes closed in meditation, while the latter maintained her usual icy composure.

"Catch!" Xuan Yun moved his left hand, and a small package on the table flew towards Shi Yuxian. Shi Yuxian caught it with her right hand, and the red sleeve of her slender arm slid down, revealing her fair skin. "This is the ashes of your sect's Palace Master Ling. However, a little is missing because I sent someone to offer his head as a sacrifice to the former Jade Maiden Sword Master Gongsun of Tianshan. The head has already turned to ashes and gone to apologize to Master Gongsun."

"Young Master is indeed insightful, seeing through my intentions at a glance." Shi Yuxian lowered her hand, and the red gauze sleeve fell down. Many young disciples showed obvious disappointment. "Besides retrieving the body, our sect has something else to say. This battle was not a defeat for our sect."

"What is lost on one front is gained on another." Xuan Yun suddenly laughed. "This battle in our sect was merely a trap. This was all planned in advance, so there's no need for you to boast."

"If you can name the target of our sect, Young Master, then Yu Xian will be convinced."

Ignoring Shi Yu Xian's aggressive words, Xuan Yun changed the subject. "Young lady, entering my West Garden alone is a disgrace to our sect's reputation. Xuan Yun wishes to ask you to leave something as a memento, otherwise West Garden will become a laughingstock." "

If you wish to leave a mark on this humble woman, please do so. However…" Shi Yu Xian smiled slyly, "West Garden, a prestigious sect, surely doesn't intend to bully a weak woman like Yu Xian with its numbers?" Zi Yunzi thought to himself, "This woman has a sharp tongue. She actually wants to force our sect to attack without all members to secure a decisive victory. Judging from the force she displayed upon entering the hall, her martial arts are probably only comparable to his, Xiang Yun's, and Xuan Yun's. But to leave a mark on her to enhance West Garden's prestige, he could never bring himself to do it, and he might not even be able to."

Xuan Yun opened her mouth to reply when a sudden change occurred. Xuan Yun moved with lightning speed, crossing the distance between the sect leader's seat and Shi Yuxian, thrusting her sword straight at her right arm without mercy. Shi Yuxian, though startled, remained composed, displaying the demeanor of a master. However, clutching Ling Fengyan's ashes in her right hand, she couldn't draw her sword to retaliate.

Only then did Shi Yuxian reveal the skills of one of the five pillars of the Demonic Sect. She retreated to avoid the sword, transferring the ashes from her right hand to her left. With a back kick, her delicate red boot struck the scabbard, sending the longsword flying. She then caught the hilt with her other hand, flipped her wrist, and thrust her sword at Xuan Yun's incoming strike. The movements—avoiding the attack, switching hands, kicking, drawing the sword, flipping her hand, and counterattacking—were executed flawlessly, fluid and elegant, demonstrating a skill at least two or three levels higher than Su Daiyun's. The onlookers in the West Garden were terrified, almost crying out. Even the usually composed Su Daiyun couldn't remain calm, watching the battle intently.

With her sword in hand, Shi Yuxian immediately counterattacked, thrusting her longsword straight at Xuan Yun's right hand. Xuan Yun flipped his right hand, using the spine of the sword to block, and Shi Yuxian's thrust struck, but Xuan Yun's sword flew out of his hand! In her haste, Shi Yuxian's all-out thrust found no support, and the immense force sent her staggering, crashing into Xuan Yun's arms.

Just as Shi Yuxian was about to be embraced by Xuan Yun's soft, warm body, she let out a sharp cry, tossed the urn to the ground with her left hand, and slammed her palm down on Xuan Yun's chest. She was Yu Wuxia's personal disciple, and like Yu Xueyan, she was Yu Wuxia's beloved student, raised by him since childhood. She had no intention of harming Yu Wuxia's long-lost son, but in this moment of urgency, to avoid the shame of throwing herself into Xuan Yun's arms, Shi Yuxian used all her strength in this strike. Xuan Yun raised his right hand and gently touched Shi Yuxian's jade-like hand. This act of discarding his sword freed his hands, giving him a significant advantage in close combat. Shi Yuxian felt a sudden lightness in her hand; all her strength melted into Xuan Yun's empty-handed palm. Seeing herself about to fall into his arms, Shi Yuxian almost cried. She had never been teased like this before.

Shi Yuxian felt her ample breasts touch Xuan Yun's clothes. Suddenly, she felt a force from his hand, perfectly repelling her and allowing her to retreat. Xuan Yun's right hand flicked past her delicate, jade-like left ear. In the instant Shi Yuxian stopped, Xuan Yun had already taken a few steps back, picked up the dislodged sword, and returned to his seat.

"I've taken the things, Miss Shi, please. We apologize for not seeing you off." Xuan Yun's right hand hovered, revealing the red jade earring in his hand to everyone.

"Once the young lady is married, the West Garden will use this as her dowry and return it to its rightful owner. Until then, we'll keep it for now."

Her face flushed with anger, the red veil accentuating her undeniable beauty. Shi Yuxian stamped her foot, her red boots lightly tapping the floor. "Fine, I admit defeat! Yuxian will settle this score with you sooner or later. The Sect Leader has a message for you regarding the matter of our separation years ago. If you have the guts, come and listen!" These words, which should have been harsh, sounded more like a girl's coquettish pout in her coquettish expression.

"Such family matters should be discussed with me by my mother," Xuan Yun said, her smile fading. "Next time we meet, Xuan Yun will consult my mother herself. I dare not trouble Palace Master Shi to relay the message."

"Hmph!" Shi Yuxian turned and stormed out of the hall. Suddenly, a small red light flew back and landed on Xuan Yun's hand. Shi Yuxian's soft voice came in, "These red jade earrings are a pair. I will take them all back. Ximen Xuan Yun, you remember this, if you don't avenge this, I, Shi Yuxian, will let you do whatever you want with me!"

That night, when Xuan Yun sneaked into Dai Yun's room, Dai Yun was already in bed. The curtain in front of the bed was drawn, and Xuan Yun was surprised.

When he parted the curtain, Dai Yun was facing the inner bed, ignoring him completely. Her slender body rose and fell slightly, and Xuan Yun heard the sound of sobbing from under the covers.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong?"

He brushed away Xuan Yun's hand that was patting her. "Don't touch me!"

"What did your brother do wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong," Dai Yun cried. "Anyway, you're the sect leader, you could have flirted with that vixen, and taken advantage of her whenever you had the chance. I know it was for the sake of Xiyuan's reputation, but... but... but why did you have to do it in front of Dai Yun? When Dai Yun saw her about to throw herself into your arms, do you know how much pain and hurt she felt?"

"I'm sorry, sister." Gently turning Su Dai Yun's convulsing body around, Xuan Yun bent down and licked away the tears on her face.

"Your brother won't do it again."

Dai Yun threw herself into his arms and cried loudly. Xuan Yun gently patted her back, comforting the girl who was throwing a tantrum. It took a while for her to calm down.

"You're not wrong," Su Daiyun raised her tear-streaked face. "Sister knows you did it to win, but sister just can't stand it. Am I being too petty?"

"It's because sister loves brother so much that she's like this."

"You're so vain!" Daiyun laughed through her tears. "Who loves you so much that she's like this?"

"If sister doesn't love brother, then brother will just have to go back and sleep."

"Don't go!" Daiyun hugged Xuanyun's waist tightly. "Still teasing sister, you're so naughty. Don't you know sister can't live without you?"

"Thank you, sister," Xuanyun sat down, letting Daiyun lean into his arms. "To make it up to sister, how about brother gives sister a different position today? I promise sister will feel so good that she'll want more, until she doesn't know anything anymore."

"Every time, you make me like that," Daiyun's voice grew softer and softer. "Do whatever you want, brother! Sister will definitely play along. Even if you laugh at me for being wanton and promiscuous, sister will go all out."

"Why are you laughing?" He gently undressed her, revealing her fair and delicate body. "Your little brother is so happy!"

"You're so annoying, so... annoying." As Xuan Yun's hands ignited desire on her body, Dai Yun's voice became increasingly seductive, her earlier slight resentment completely gone.

After several rounds of lovemaking, Xuan Yun lay flat on the bed, while Dai Yun softly nestled in his arms.

"Sister, are you still angry?"

"No... I'm not angry anymore." Su Dai Yun's eyes were half-closed, her voice incredibly soft. The previous cowgirl position seemed to have exhausted her energy, and now she didn't even want to move.

"Thank you, sister."

"Oh, right," Su Dai Yun tried to get up, but involuntarily, her slightly raised upper body fell back into Xuan Yun's arms. Her face flushed red as she pressed herself against Xuan Yun's bare chest, unable to even lift her head. "That Shi Yuxian who came today is so beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as my sister." Xuan Yun propped up her delicate chin, admiring the shy girl's expression. Her listless yet satisfied and joyful look delighted him greatly.

"Sister is serious," Su Daiyun said, resting her face on his chin and lifting her upper body slightly. The almost imperceptible touch of her nipples made her heart race. "Sister has said it before, Xuanyun, you need a wife eventually, and I can't bear your children. Shi Yuxian is top-notch in both looks and talent, so little brother, try to get her! Otherwise..." She lowered her head and gently kissed Xuanyun's lips. "You make me so tired every night, at least let her help me out! Little brother, you're too lustful, how can I stand this?"

"Don't you want me anymore, little brother?" Xuanyun hugged Daiyun's body and gently breathed on her ear. Daiyun finally managed to push him away.

"Don't misunderstand, sister. You've spoiled me. I can't be without you for a day," she nestled comfortably in Xuan Yun's arms, letting him take liberties with her. "But I can't handle my good brother's prowess. You're too strong in bed. You always make me feel so good. But aren't you satisfied yet?" "

With my good sister in my arms, and us going to the brothel together, I'm satisfied." "

You're such a smooth talker!"

Evil Cloud Chronicles (6)

Yu Wuxia looked at the battle report, her face shifting between light and dark. Sima Kangjie, standing below the steps, also had a "I've been tricked" expression.

"Master, strategist, what happened?" Yu Xueyan walked in. In the presence of outsiders, she never referred to her as her mother. This was the most basic requirement of separating public and private matters.

"Take a look for yourself!" Yu Wuxia flicked her hand, and the piece of paper flew smoothly into Yu Xueyan's hand. With such a simple movement, Yu Xueyan admitted that she couldn't do it. She unfolded the paper.

"The two Daoist Lords, Tie Gang and Er Daojun, died in battle, as did Huang Long and Ling Bao, two of the eight generals of the Dao Sect . Daoist Lord Jin and San Xuan were seriously injured. With the remaining hundred or so, nearly 70% of our forces have been lost. For our sect, this result isn't bad!"

"The problem lies elsewhere," Sima Kangjie said with a grim face. "The Dao Sect members have always been arrogant, but I didn't expect them to send reinforcements to launch a surprise attack on Xiyuan. Although the Dao Sect suffered heavy losses in this battle, it gave Xiyuan a chance to catch its breath. Moreover," "And what?" Yu Xueyan frowned as well.

"The reason Daoist Lord Jin was able to escape death was because Ye Xiangyun of Xiyuan intervened halfway, bringing fresh troops to block our sect's pursuit!"

"What?!" Yu Xueyan exclaimed, only now understanding her mother's strange expression. If this happens, Xiyuan will have clearly declared its stance to the various sects in the East, and they will have no reason to challenge Xuanyun's identity again. Xiyuan will also have done Daozong a favor. In addition, Xiyuan's strength in resisting the Demonic Sect will likely save it from the calamity of the Fourth War. If Xiyuan and Daozong were to fight, even if Xiyuan wins, it will be difficult to repair its relations with other sects in the future. The Demonic Sect's intervention in the ambush of Daozong has actually helped Xiyuan solve many problems. It seems that the Demonic Sect has won a great victory, but the biggest beneficiary is actually Xiyuan.

"My good son! You truly are the most formidable opponent I faced this time during my entry into the pass." Yu Wuxia murmured to herself.

"Sect Leader, what about Palace Master Shi?" Yu Xueyan tried hard to change the subject.

"Yu Xian went to Xiyuan. Originally, we wanted her to go and demonstrate, so as not to tarnish the reputation of our sect, and to retrieve Ling Fengyan's remains. It seems that this trip was in vain." Before Yu Wuxia finished speaking, a bright red figure had already floated in.

"Shi Yuxian greets the Sect Leader."

"Yuxian, get up! Huh?" Yu Xueyan noticed the problem at the same time. "Where are your red jade earrings? Aren't they your favorite pair?"

"Yuxian suffered a loss on Xiyuan Mountain, and the young master took the earrings!"

"The Palace Master and the Ximen Sect Leader fought?" Sima Kangjie asked.

"That's right."

"That's good." Sima Kangjie's words left everyone puzzled. "Our sect has suffered many losses at your hands, young master, yet we don't even know your strength."

"This!" Shi Yuxian thought for a moment. "Your internal strength is quite good, probably similar to mine, but your martial arts are extremely skillful. Even someone of equal strength would likely have a hard time getting the better of you." "

So you use skill to achieve victory, right?" Sima Kangjie muttered to himself. "Just like his military tactics, he doesn't use much force but achieves remarkable results. I'm afraid... I'm afraid he hasn't shown his true strength yet." "

That's right," Shi Yuxian interjected. "That Ye Xiangyun is known as the number one expert in the Western Garden, but his martial arts are too unchanging. If we were to engage him, he would definitely be no match for you, young master. Perhaps the previous rumors were just a feint by you, intended to make us underestimate you and focus on Ye Xiangyun, ignoring your true strength."

"After this battle, what are your thoughts, strategist?"

"Reporting to the Master, I believe the demonstration has been accomplished, and we can now retreat and defend ourselves. With such achievements, those in the sect who oppose you should be convinced, right?"

"Before we've even determined who is superior to Xuan Yun?" Yu Wuxia slammed her hand on the table. "That won't do! I can only go back to rest after we've defeated Xiyuan."

"Master, please reconsider," Sima Kangjie bowed deeply. "If we retreat, the Eastern martial arts world will turn its attention to Xiyuan, and our sect can wait to reap the benefits; if we hold out here, even if we defeat Xiyuan, our sect will suffer heavy losses, and the Eastern sects will be the ones who benefit."

"Let's do as the strategist suggests!"

Under Ye Xiangyun's protection, the Dao Sect members reorganized their ranks, thanked him, and returned to the mountain. However, when Jin Daojun saw the long-absent Su Daiyun, he blurted out "Junior Sister!" which greatly surprised the Xiyuan Sect. That evening, the remaining four swordsmen and the three new generation members—the three figures known in the martial arts world as the Three Eagles of the Western Garden after the Taihang Gathering—gathered once again. Ziyun recounted a long-hidden secret of their sect.

"Back then, the Dao Sect originally had six Dao Lords, plus Yi and Rou. Although Dao Lord Yi was a monk, his love for his junior sister, Dao Lord Rou, never diminished. He joined the Dao Sect to pursue her. Later, his devotion finally moved Dao Lord Rou's heart, and the two agreed to elope to be together. If the Dao Sect hadn't kept it a secret, it would have been a famous event in the martial arts world." Ziyunzi closed his eyes, and Qingyun and Jinyun also seemed to be transported back to distant memories. Su Daiyun listened intently, vaguely sensing that this secret had an extraordinary connection to her. The three who had never heard of the sect's origins listened with great interest.

"After they left, they truly lived a life that even the gods envied. Later, they even took on some disciples, but the Dao Sect's pursuit never ceased. One day, Yi Daojun was finally ambushed by the Dao Sect. He broke through the encirclement, but was seriously injured and returned to his secluded place. He entrusted his pregnant wife to his disciples and then passed away. After giving birth to a daughter, Rou Daojun and the others raised her together, but she also died of depression before she grew up."

"Could it be...?" Chao Yun looked at everyone. Su Daiyun had her eyes tightly closed, as if she was trying hard to hold back her tears.

"That's right," Zi Yunzi continued. "Afterwards, Yi Daojun's five disciples joined forces to create the Xiyuan Sect, taking their late master's thirty-six ultimate techniques as their introductory moves, and adding their own martial arts insights, creating dozens of sets of martial arts for Xiyuan. Junior Sister Daiyun, you are the orphaned girl from back then. Because you and Master's wife look so alike, we never let you leave the mountain, just to prevent the secret from being leaked. Unexpectedly, despite all our planning, fate intervened, and the Dao Sect still found out the truth. Xuanyun, be careful from now on; the Dao Sect will definitely come to provoke us."

"Yes, Master." Su Daiyun waved her hand, pushing away the handkerchief Xuanyun offered. She was never one to be comforted, even now, with tears streaming down her face.

"Why didn't Master tell the whole truth?" Seeing everyone leave, leaving only Zi Yunzi and Xuanyun in the room.

"I'm telling the truth!" "

Zhao Huachong of the Demonic Sect," Xuan Yun said calmly, "is very likely the former senior brother who was kicked out of the sect!"

"You...you know?" Zi Yunzi's voice trembled.

"My eldest brother knows what happened back then; he told me."

"That's right," Ziyun's voice held a somber gloom. "Back then, Zhao Lingyun was the most promising disciple in our sect to become a top expert. But he went astray and tried to assassinate your great-mother with a powerful aphrodisiac. At the time, she possessed profound internal strength and knew how to preserve her youth. Although she was over seventy, she looked like a woman in her early thirties, almost as beautiful as your sixth junior sister now. Fortunately, we discovered and stopped that wicked disciple just before he succeeded, and he was expelled from the West Garden." Ziyun sighed deeply. "If we hadn't been so eager to take care of our master's wife, how could we have allowed that wicked child to escape?" "And what happened

to our great-mother afterward?" "

Our master's wife deeply loved our late master and would never have lost her virginity to another because of an aphrodisiac. We were helpless; we could only watch as our master's wife walked to our master's grave and committed suicide. We've never dared to tell our junior sister about this, fearing she might make a terrible mistake in a moment of impulse."

"I'll go tell my aunt." Xuanyun stood up, preparing to take her leave.

"It's so late. Although we are master and disciple, men and women are still different. Let's wait until tomorrow!" Zi Yunzi thought that if they waited until tomorrow, she could still put pressure on Xuan Yun. It was better to keep this from Su Daiyun.

"Let's wait one day!" Xuan Yun sat down and said, "But we must tell her tomorrow. Even if we don't tell her, Zhao Huachong, oh no, I mean Senior Brother, might still provoke her on the battlefield and make her lose her mind in anger. It's better if we tell her; perhaps the impact on her will be less."

"I can't argue with you," Ziyun sighed in despair, his figure under the lamplight so aged. "Then you can talk! Anyway, you'll definitely get things sorted out, won't you?"

"Perhaps!"

"By the way, how do you know Zhao Huachong is...?"

"There are two points. First, among the five palaces of the Demonic Sect, Shi Yuxian is in external combat; Lingfeng Yan is in espionage; Sima Kangjie is the main strategist; Yu Xueyan's troops are Yu Wuxia's direct elite soldiers; and Zhao Huachong is in charge of intelligence and finance, which is the same as my senior brother's original duties. This is the result of my second senior brother's recent investigation." "

That reason alone is not enough."

"Disciple knows. The second point is the information that my second senior brother extracted from the enemy: Zhao Huachong's martial arts are the same as the Dao Sect's, but he and Sima Kangjie did not know each other before."

"So what?" Ziyunzi looked puzzled.

"Judging by his martial arts style, Zhao Huachong must be from a prestigious family. If he was originally a disciple of the Daoist sect, Sima Kangjie wouldn't be unaware of him. So I originally thought he might be from a branch of the Daoist sect." Xuan Yun spoke slowly, allowing her master time to think. "There are many branches of the Daoist sect, but few masters, so it's probably difficult to cultivate someone like him. Master just enlightened me; perhaps he came from Xiyuan. Looking across the Central Plains, among those from Daoist sects who have achieved prominence in martial arts, besides Xiyuan, only Huangshan stands out. However, Huangshan's disciples are all female Daoists, while Zhao Huachong is a man." "According to

you, that's quite possible. So how should we take revenge? Master has no regrets in this life, but I can't let him roam freely."

"Let me handle this!"

Having barely managed to suppress Su Daiyun's anger upon learning the truth, Xuan Yun returned to the main hall, exhausted as if she had just survived a great battle.

"Junior brother, appeasing your master's aunt must be a tough job!" Chao Yun said with a hint of schadenfreude, though he was even happier that this task hadn't been assigned to him.

"Senior brother, don't tease me. Any news from the Demonic Sect?"

"Good news!" Chao Yun smiled, unfolding the message in his hand. "All the Demonic Sect members who entered the Central Plains have retreated. Currently, the Demonic Sect is only holding Yumen Pass, and the Huashan area is guarded by disciples of the Confucian and Buddhist sects. There are no problems for now."

Chao Yun looked at Xuan Yun's furrowed brows with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong, junior brother? Is this just a delaying tactic by the Demonic

Sect?" "It's not a delaying tactic, it's much more ruthless," Xuan Yun smiled bitterly. "What a Sima Kangjie! I underestimated you. You truly deserve to be called a person who dares to rebel within the Daoist sect."

"Then what happened?"

"The threat of the Demonic Sect is gone; now comes the real problem." Xuan Yun sat down. "Firstly, the martial arts world won't tolerate any force within the Central Plains that might approach the Demonic Sect. Secondly, even after this battle, the Demonic Sect still covets beyond the Great Wall, but we cannot attack to cut off their lifeline, allowing those with sharper eyes to see their offensive and defensive capabilities, thus enabling them to grow even stronger. Thirdly, the four sects are inherently incompatible. If the Demonic Sect had a major enemy, perhaps they could cooperate for a while when faced with a formidable foe. Now, the Demonic Sect..." "Furthermore, the Taoist and Buddhist sects, two of the stronger ones among the four sects, have suffered heavy losses. There's a risk of internal strife in the Central Plains, which the Demonic Cult can then reap the benefits of. This is the third point. The Confucian and Legalist sects didn't contribute in this battle and are now facing the heroes of the land. They'll likely want to join forces soon, thinking the Demonic Cult is hiding in the northwest and can easily win. Winter is approaching, which is very unfavorable for the people of the Central Plains; moreover, the Demonic Cult is familiar with the desert terrain, giving them a geographical advantage; and the armies of the Central Plains are deeply arrogant. You're also a student of military strategy, can't you see the outcome?"

"It's only May! How is the weather approaching winter?" This wasn't a question, but rather Chao Yun wanted to stall for time to consider Xuan Yun's explanation.

"It'll probably take several months for the allied forces to be formed, right? Winter will be approaching by then."

"That's right." Chao Yun felt a chill run down his spine. "They have the advantage of timing, location, and popular support. The outcome will be decided long before the war even begins."

"And this allied forces' first objective isn't to leave the pass!"

Chao Yun nodded heavily. "If we follow the sect leader's first point, their first objective should be to eliminate any forces in the Central Plains that might be related to the Demonic Sect. That would be us. Even though Junior Brother contributed to driving out the Demonic Sect, blood is thicker than water, and their wariness of us will never disappear." Chao Yun continued, "Besides, Xiyuan's strategic location is crucial. Even without Junior Brother guarding it, they won't abandon it."

"You're quite the preemptive striker, aren't you, Senior Brother?" Xuan Yun glared at him. He knew Chao Yun was saying this to prevent him from leaving by abdicating. Without that statement, the Xiyuan faction wouldn't be without room to maneuver with the other factions. At most, they could simply expel Xuan Yun, which would be enough to quell public anger—a truly easy matter!

"What does the sect leader intend to do?"

"Being too vigilant will arouse suspicion from other factions. Let's proceed as usual! The Central Plains Allied Forces will certainly condemn us openly and honorably. There's no need to guard against a surprise attack."

"Yes."

It was nearly the end of September, and the precocious Feng Hong and Xuan Yun shared the same heavy mood. The Central Plains Allied Forces condemned the Western Demonic Sect, and the entire army went to Xiyuan, distributing military dispatches to discuss matters with Xuan Yun and others on the mountaintop.

On the summit of Xiyuan Mountain, the isolated army of Xiyuan and the Central Plains army were subtly facing each other. Behind Xuan Yun stood Zi Yunzi and Su Daiyun, while Qing Yunzi and Jin Yunzi led the left and right flanks respectively, following Zhu Chaoyun and Ye Xiangyun. There was a reason why Chaoyun, who was skilled in eloquence, was not allowed to return to the central army. He was a member of the royal family and should not stand in front of the enemy, especially since the person leading the Central Plains army was the powerful young prince known in the martial arts world as the Ironclad General—Zhu Shiwu. He not only possessed innate superhuman strength, but also learned extraordinary skills under the guidance of a mysterious figure, making him invulnerable to blades and spears. He was virtually unmatched in both offense and defense. Furthermore, he was Zhu Chaoyun's cousin, and in his prime, he was renowned as the number one martial arts master. The Confucian and Legalist schools, whose sphere of influence centered in the capital, fearing the resurgence of the Buddhist and Taoist schools, encouraged the ambitious Zhu Shiwu to lead an army, while also doing the imperial family a favor.

Zhu Shiwu charged into battle first, followed by masters from the four schools. Behind him were Master Lingqi, Jin Daojun, Kong Dunming, and Han Zhong—all four school leaders were present. However, it was Xuan Yun who spoke first.

"Why has Your Highness led your troops to Xiyuan? The entire army is prepared for battle. Do you intend to seize Xiyuan for the royal family?"

"I have not come to destroy Xiyuan, but only to eliminate evil."

"If there is any evil in Xiyuan, I, as the sect leader, have my own way of dealing with it. There is no need for Your Highness to descend upon us, nor for the four sect leaders to come in person."

"This evil is you, the sect leader!" Kong Dunming roared. "Since you are the son of that demoness Yu Wuxia, the leader of the Demonic Sect, you should have returned to the West with the Demonic Sect. Instead, you chose to stay in the Central Plains and become an inside agent for the Demonic Sect! That is why our sect has come to Xiyuan to uphold justice."

"To criticize one's mother is not the behavior of a Confucian gentleman." Xuan Yun's indifferent gaze drifted towards Kong Dunming, who was red-faced and furious at these words. "This old man must have been deprived of education in his youth and does not know the meaning of Confucian classics. However, it is never too late for a gentleman to aspire to learning. With the four sects present, you can enter the Confucian sect to cultivate. As the saying goes, 'If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening.' I wonder what your intentions are? However, I am being too kind. In the end, it is not my place to persuade people to study!" The members of the Fa sect almost burst out laughing on the spot. They had a long-standing grudge against the Confucian sect. Hearing Kong Dunming being ridiculed by Xuan Yun, they couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. Han Zhong already had a slight smile on his face.

"But you are, after all, the son of the Jade Sect Master. As the leader of a sect, you are bound to be suspected of impropriety. I wonder how you intend to handle this?" Zhu Shiwu was secretly pleased. The Confucian scholar, confident in his loyalty, constantly criticized the actions of the imperial family as worthless, while also fawning over the powerful like a dog. His faction was widespread, and although members of the imperial family resented the Confucian scholar's wild pronouncements and political machinations, or despised his pursuit of fame and fortune, they still presented themselves as responsible for the world, so no one dared to be disrespectful to him. This resentment had been buried deep in their hearts for a long time.

"This is simple." Before the words were finished, Zi Yunzi's hand had already sliced into Xuan Yun's shoulder blade. Xuan Yun fell to the ground, looking back at Zi Yunzi's hand clutching a large chunk of blood, his eyes filled with anger and shock, unable to utter a sound of cursing or crying. Su Daiyun stood frozen to the side, unsure what to do.

"Zi Yunzi entrusted the wrong person, causing the heroes of the world to rise up in anger in Xiyuan," Zi Yunzi bowed in all directions. "Now I hereby declare my return to the position of sect leader and expel him from the sect! From now on, there will be no more Ximen Xuanyun in Xiyuan." Zi Yunzi closed his eyes. Giving up his beloved disciple Xuanyun was indeed a heartbreaking decision, but for the sake of Xiyuan, he had no other choice.

"Brother Zi is indeed sensible," Han Zhong smiled faintly. "As per our agreement, Xiyuan will henceforth have no connection with the Demonic Sect and will become the vanguard in the extermination of demons."

"Good, good!" Zhu Shiwu laughed loudly. "Let's use this brat's head as a sacrifice for the flag, and the army will march out!"

"A war to exterminate demons? I'm not so sure!" As soon as the delicate voice fell, a slender figure in bright red floated down from a nearby tree, caught the fallen Xuan Yun, pulled the bright red ribbon tied to the branch, and quickly returned to the treetop, rushing away. It was as swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the person was far away. The Central Plains Allied Forces were stunned, and no one gave chase.

"That...that's Shi Yuxian! Xuan Yun really is colluding with the Demonic Sect!" Zi Yun exclaimed, but even he didn't notice when Su Daiyun beside him had disappeared.

Supporting someone, and unfamiliar with the roads of Xiyuan, Shi Yuxian's progress was not as fast as her strength, and she couldn't shake off the pursuers.

"Damn it!" Shi Yuxian cried out, her right hand releasing a slender phoenix dart, which Xuan Yun caught with two outstretched fingers. This delay allowed the others to catch up.

"It was you? Xiyuan really intends to exterminate us all! That's too ruthless! Even if our sect is called a demonic sect by your esteemed faction or the people of the East, we would never do such a vile and despicable thing!"

Ignoring Shi Yuxian's scolding, Su Daiyun staggered forward and knelt before Xuan Yun.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I really didn't know my senior brother would do such a thing. Forgive me, forgive me..." Su Daiyun cried, her voice revealing her utter despair.

"I don't forgive you." Xuan Yun reached out and lovingly wiped away the tears on Su Daiyun's cheeks. "If you don't know, I think you really don't know. You've never lied, so I have nothing to forgive you for. You didn't do anything wrong. Get up, sister. If you don't go back, you'll have a hard time establishing yourself in Xiyuan in the future."

"Since I've come after you, I don't want to go back!" Su Daiyun stopped crying, but her sorrowful face held a calm determination. "Who knows if he'll use me to give to the Dao Sect in exchange for another short-term peace?"

"So you two are...?" Shi Yuxian stuck out her tongue. She never dreamed that Su Daiyun, known for her cold and aloof beauty in Xiyuan, and Xuan Yun were actually lovers.

"Palace Master," Xuan Yun winced in pain, and Su Daiyun quickly bandaged his wound. "Don't go down the mountain yet. Wait... wait until Zhu Shiwu comes down the mountain, then follow them, then cross the border from Hengshan and return to your sect. Only then can you shake off their pursuit."

"Look at me, you idiot," Shi Yuxian slapped her forehead. "I forgot everything as soon as I came out. Thank you, young master. Let's hide for now! Miss Su, you're a local, please lead the way!"

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