The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber (Complete)

The two
traveled swiftly for the first two days, traversing one mountain peak after another, growing ever higher, steeper, and more treacherous. The heavy snow of the past few days had blanketed the entire world in white. The further they went, the higher the mountains, the thicker the snow, the slippery ice, and the fiercer the winds, making the journey extremely difficult. Hand in hand, they continued westward. As evening approached, all they could see was a blizzard lashing their faces, and utter darkness all around. They could only vaguely make out the outlines of white mountains and strange rocks for a few dozen meters; nothing else was visible. Suddenly, they sensed something amiss. From a bend in the cliffs of a valley not far ahead, countless wild yaks burst forth, roaring and thundering like a torrent, sweeping past Zhou Dian and continuing their charge downwards. The roar lingered for a long time, leaving Zhu Ziling speechless with astonishment.
Yang Luobing quickly reached out and pulled Zhu Ziling to a rock, making way for the yak herd. The yaks were numerous, running wildly and chaotically through the canyon. Several even charged right under Zhu Ziling, their hair brushing against his body, snow hitting his face, and a stench filling his nostrils. Zhu Ziling was nearly swept away by the force of the charge, but thankfully Yang Luobing reacted quickly and grabbed him.
Zhu Ziling wiped away a cold sweat and exclaimed, "Why are there so many yaks?"
After a short while, the yak herd began to dwindle. Smaller figures were also seen running through the herd. Upon closer inspection, Zhu Ziling shuddered – they were wolves, and their numbers were increasing! Several yaks had already been pounced on by the wolves, and the herd descended into chaos. In an instant, blood and gore flew everywhere as the wolves fought over the carnage. He had watched many nature documentaries, but this live, bloody scene still made Zhu Ziling's heart pound.
Yang Luobing drew his sword from its sheath, gazing at the ferocious wolf pack.
A huge old yak, bitten on the neck by a gray wolf, lost its balance and charged straight at them. The rock they were using to take cover was only three or four feet high. Fearing the yak would charge, Yang Luobing shouted and took a quick step forward, striking the yak squarely in the left foreleg with his sword. The yak lost its balance again and crashed headfirst into the nearby rock with a loud thud. The wolf, unable to stop its momentum, also slammed against the rock. But even as its body flew through the air, its jaws remained firmly in its mouth. It only groaned as it slammed against the rock before rolling over and continuing to bite. Yang Luobing swiftly swung his sword, severing the wolf's body at the neck. Blood instantly stained a large patch of snow crimson. Only as the snow fell from the rock did the wolf release its grip and fall to the ground.
Yang Luobing, acting in self-defense, had killed a gray wolf, but unexpectedly, this had aroused the hatred of the entire pack. The wolves, smelling the blood of their companion, immediately surrounded her. Seeing the overwhelming force of the pack, Yang Luobing hurriedly led Zhu Ziling up the mountain. Although they were concealed by bushes, the wolves had already spotted them, especially drawn by the scent of blood dripping from Yang Luobing's single-edged sword. Several wolves pursued her. Overwhelmed by their numbers, they crouched low and howled as they pounced. Undeterred, Yang Luobing gave a clear shout and brandished her longsword, instantly killing and wounding several wolves. The remaining wolves, startled, swarmed forward, but the mountain path was narrow, preventing a large-scale attack. Yang Luobing wielded her sword skillfully, keeping the wolves at bay for a time.
Zhu Ziling climbed ahead, while Yang Luobing brought up the rear. They had initially thought the wolves would give up after seeing their companions being killed, but to their surprise, the wolves relentlessly pursued them. Eventually, realizing they couldn't defeat Yang Luobing's sword, they formed a long line behind them, hoping to reach open ground and launch a group attack.
Yang Luobing, seeing the wolves stop chasing, grew increasingly anxious. At this moment, Zhu Ziling was nearing the cliff edge, where a path and flat ground appeared. Yang Luobing surveyed the terrain and said, "Ziling, we can't retreat any further. Once the wolves reach open ground, they will surround us, and we'll be in serious trouble. I'll stay here and guard the area. Quickly, move some stones over."
Zhu Ziling immediately understood Yang Luobing's intention and began moving all the stones he could carry nearby. By this time, darkness had fallen, and the wolves remained on the mountain path, not in a hurry to attack. They all feared the sword in Yang Luobing's hand. Yang Luobing stood three or four steps from the cliff top, watching the menacing pack of wolves, unable to think of a good way to scare them away.
Zhu Ziling casually picked up a large rock and hurled it at the wolves. The immense force of the rock hitting them from above sent two or three wolves crashing into the valley. The wolves, however, were not frightened. Instead, they became even more hostile towards Zhu Ziling and Yang Luobing. Two of the more ferocious wolves suddenly lunged forward, attempting a surprise attack, but Yang Luobing struck them down with her sword, their corpses falling into the canyon.
The remaining wolves calmly waited.
Just as Zhu Ziling was growing anxious, he suddenly heard Yang Luobing say, "Ziling, it's terrible! My cold poison is about to flare up again."
Zhu Ziling's heart skipped a beat. He looked down at the wolves, poised to attack, and now Yang Luobing's cold poison was acting up—wasn't this suicidal? He knew no martial arts; how could he possibly defend himself against the wolves? As they spoke, Yang Luobing sat down to meditate. "Ziling, don't be afraid. Prepare the stones. If they attack, just keep smashing them. These wolves are quite timid. I'll help you if necessary." After saying this, Yang Luobing began to meditate, circulating her internal energy to heal the poison.
Seeing Yang Luobing focused on healing, Zhu Ziling didn't dare disturb her. He picked up a large stone and placed it at his feet, closely watching the wolves' movements. The wolves were initially afraid of the sword in Yang Luobing's hand. Although Yang Luobing was sitting down to heal, the wolves didn't know she was injured. After a while, two more wolves couldn't contain their impatience and charged forward. Zhu Ziling
picked up a stone and smashed it down hard. One wolf was hit hard, howling as it fell to the ground. The other wolf was also frightened and retreated. After a while, it came back to test them again, and Zhu Ziling smashed it again. After doing this several times, Zhu Ziling realized that he didn't have many stones left. At this moment, the cunning wolves also saw through Yang Luobing's weakness. Zhu Ziling saw all the wolves stand up at once, tails bristling, about to attack him.
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"I'll smash you all to death!" Zhu Ziling roared, hurling the last stone at her, then took Yang Luobing's sword, bracing himself for battle. He was genuinely worried he wouldn't be able to handle the wolves if they pounced. Looking at Yang Luobing, her eyes were tightly closed, her beautiful lips trembling, showing she was suffering from the pain of the cold poison and clearly couldn't help him. Just
at this critical moment, he suddenly heard the sound of bells on a mandarin jacket behind him, and someone called out, "Father, there's someone ahead." It was a woman's voice.
Zhu Ziling dared not look back, fearing the wolves would seize the opportunity to charge. Then, footsteps sounded behind him, and someone called out, "Brother, what are you doing there? In this freezing weather, aren't you afraid of freezing?"
Hearing someone call his name, Zhu Ziling felt a surge of hope and hurriedly shouted, "Brothers, there's a pack of hungry wolves down there! If you don't have the skills, leave quickly, lest you become their bellies!" "
So many wolves!" The voices were already close. Zhu Ziling turned slightly and saw three more people approaching. In front was a burly, red-faced man in his early twenties, with a sharp, capable look and particularly piercing eyes. He wore a dark blue long robe with a cloak over it. Behind him were a middle-aged man in black and a young, beautiful woman. All three men had swords hanging from their waists. When the woman saw Yang Luobing's condition, she asked in surprise, "What happened to this sister?"
Zhu Ziling hurriedly replied, "She has been poisoned."
At this moment, the wolf pack indeed began its all-out attack. The red-faced man drew his sword and helped Zhu Ziling slash at the charging wolves. The middle-aged man also joined the battle, while the young girl helped Yang Luobing up and carried her away from the danger zone.
With two helpers, Zhu Ziling felt much more at ease. The wolves, their attack hampered, gradually slowed down, as this was the only way they could break through. Even after the wolves stopped attacking, they remained surrounded, preventing any escape. Suddenly, the red-faced man said, "I have an idea! Wait a moment." He turned and left, returning shortly after. Zhu Ziling saw him approaching, laughing, carrying several bamboo tubes in each hand. Upon reaching them, the red-faced man said, "These are full of high explosives! Watch me give these beasts a detonation!" He lit a bamboo tube and threw it at the wolves. Because it was thrown from above, the target was extremely accurate. A deafening boom followed, and the tube exploded amidst the wolves, their fur flying everywhere. The wolves howled and tumbled down the hillside.
The red-faced man lit another bamboo tube and threw it at the wolf pack. The wolves were instantly blown to pieces, their corpses piling up all over the narrow mountain path. Before he could finish throwing all the bamboo tubes, the entire pack of wolves had already retreated, leaving only dozens of mangled wolf corpses on the long, narrow mountain path.
Seeing the wolves retreat, Zhu Ziling quickly caught his breath and thanked the two men, "Thank you both for your help. My name is Zhu Ziling. May I ask your names?"
The red-faced man laughed heartily, "Brother, don't be so polite. It was nothing. But what brings you two here on this snowy night?"
Zhu Ziling thought for a moment. Since he didn't know their background, he couldn't reveal his and Yang Luobing's true purpose of searching for the Nine Yang Divine Skill. So he quickly changed his story, saying, "We are a couple visiting relatives. We got lost because we're unfamiliar with the area and were attacked by wolves."
The middle-aged man said, "Your wife looks unwell; she seems injured."
By this time, Yang Luobing's condition had improved, and the cold poison was basically under control. Hearing the middle-aged man call her Zhu Ziling's wife, she was somewhat annoyed, but considering the man's good intentions, especially his earlier act of kindness, she hesitated. She swallowed her resentment, glared at Zhu Ziling, stood up, and said, "Thank you for your help, gentlemen. Ziling, let's go."
Zhu Ziling saw that Yang Luobing was unhappy but didn't know the reason for her anger. He turned to look at the three men, shook his head, and said with a wry smile, "Gentlemen, I'm truly sorry. She's probably upset because her injuries haven't fully healed. I will remember your help today and repay you in the future."
The red-faced man laughed and said, "It's alright, Brother Zhu! We're all brothers under heaven, please make yourself at home."
Zhu Ziling cupped his hands to the three men, took a few quick steps, caught up with Yang Luobing, and said, "Luobing, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me!"
Yang Luobing, however, remained silent with a gloomy face.
Zhu Ziling then realized he might have misspoke, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He followed behind, and after crossing the gentle slope, they reached the exit of the mountain pass. At the crossroads was an inn, a string of lanterns hanging at its entrance. To encounter light in this snowy night was truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Zhu Ziling hurriedly called out, "Luo Bing, there's an inn ahead! At least we won't freeze tonight!" Yang Luo Bing,

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with a gloomy face, arrived at the inn. The innkeeper greeted them. Zhu Ziling, already unbearably cold, pulled Yang Luo Bing inside and ordered two large bowls of hot noodle soup. After brushing the snow off his clothes, Zhu Ziling had just sat down when he saw the three people he had met in the valley enter the inn.
Zhu Ziling hurriedly stood up and greeted them, "Friends, what a coincidence! Why don't you come and join us?"
The red-faced man chuckled and walked over, saying, "Brother Zhu, it's not that we followed you on purpose, but this is the only inn for hundreds of miles around. I've traveled this road dozens of times; I would never lie to you."
Zhu Ziling said, "What are you saying, brother? How could I possibly dislike you? Come, come, today it's my treat. I want to properly thank you all for your help earlier."
Although Yang Luobing had been angry earlier, she wasn't unreasonable. Seeing that Zhu Ziling had already spoken, she also stood up and said, "You are all heroes; there's no need to be so polite. Please sit down. Meeting is fate; there's no need to insist that you actually helped us."
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Good! This young lady is right. Meeting is fate. On this long, snowy night, we've come together, so let's not stand on ceremony. Xia'er..." "Bring me the wine I carry with me. How can we enjoy this freezing night without some strong liquor?"
The young woman nodded and went outside to fetch the wine. Zhu Ziling invited them to sit down and asked the waiter to cut two plates of beef and a plate of peanuts. Zhu Ziling cupped his hands and said, "I apologize for leaving earlier; I haven't had a chance to ask your names."
The red-faced man didn't bother to give his name, but the middle-aged man said, "I am Ming Yuzhen from Yunxiu Manor. That was my daughter, Mingxia, and this... is my nephew, Xu Da."
Zhu Ziling was somewhat surprised. "Ming Yuzhen and Xu Da? Are they just people with the same name? Or are they really two famous ministers who helped found the Ming Dynasty?"
Xu Da smiled and said, "Brother Zhu, you seem like a straightforward person. Why bother with such a small matter?"
At this moment, Mingxia brought in the wine, which was in a leather bag, obviously something they had taken with them on the road. Mingxia filled the three of their cups.
Zhu Ziling laughed, "It's my great fortune to meet two heroes like you here. Come... let's all have a drink together."
Xu Da and Ming Yuzhen readily agreed, and the three of them drank together.
Zhu Ziling then asked, "On such a snowy night, where are you two brothers rushing off to?"
Xu Da, being astute, simply smiled. Before he could answer, Ming Yuzhen had already replied, "We've come from Yiyang..."
Zhu Ziling, quick-witted as ever, immediately recognized Yiyang and, considering their identities, and recalling the official business Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng had brought to Chang'an, he instantly guessed that the recent major case in Yiyang was inextricably linked to Xu Da and Ming Yuzhen. He smiled slightly and said, "So the three of you have come from Yiyang. A similar major case occurred a few days ago, and the court is shocked. They've already sent a special envoy to investigate."
Xu Da, also quick-witted, immediately realized the implication in Zhu Ziling's words and instinctively placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Seeing Xu Da's unusual behavior, Zhu Ziling immediately realized that he had been too direct and must have caused a misunderstanding. Looking around, he saw that there were few customers in the room, and the shopkeeper was busy with accounts, so no one was paying attention to him. He quickly said to Xu Da, "Brother Xu, you've misunderstood. Killing the Tartars and saving the poor is what every patriotic man should do."
Seeing Zhu Ziling's magnanimity, Xu Da's expression softened, and he asked, "Brother, how did you know that the imperial envoys had arrived in Chang'an?"
Zhu Ziling replied, "We not only knew, but we also fought a battle with them. Those two envoys were really powerful, and... I... I was injured." Zhu Ziling was afraid that Yang Luobing would be angry with him again, so he spoke vaguely.
Xu Da asked, "Is that really the case? Then, Brother Zhu, do you know who those two special envoys are?"
Zhu Ziling replied, "The Xuanming Elders."
Xu Da and the other two were greatly surprised. Ming Yuzhen said, "Although these two haven't shown their faces much before, I heard they are the most capable assistants to the Prince of Ruyang, and their martial arts are extremely skilled. Not long ago, they wiped out the Iron Sword Sect in Xiangyang, and dozens of Iron Sword Sect masters died under their Xuanming Divine Palm."
Mingxia interjected, "Father, I've heard my master speak of the power of the Xuanming Divine Palm. Since the death of Bai Sun Daoren, this martial art has been extinct in the martial world for over ten years. I never imagined someone would use it again."
Yang Ruobing asked Mingxia, "Who is your master? How did you come to know Bai Sun Daoren?"
Mingxia clasped her hands and said, "My master is the third-generation head of the Emei Sect, Abbess Miejue."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziling sighed, "I never imagined this woman with seven parts heroic spirit would be a disciple of Abbess Miejue."
Yang Luobing nodded and said, "So you're Abbess Miejue's esteemed disciple! My apologies!"
Xu Da said, "Brother Zhu, since we've already made things clear..." "Well then, we don't need to hide it anymore. We did indeed rob the munitions from Yiyang. Now, my uncle is leading the charge, preparing to organize troops for an uprising in Sichuan. As long as we, with our shared ideals, unite, overthrowing the Tartars won't be difficult."
Zhu Ziling nodded and said, "I agree!"
Yang Luobing, upon hearing about killing the Tartars, also became interested and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "I didn't expect you all to be like-minded heroes. The Emei Sect has a deep connection with us. As long as it's about killing the Tartars, we two will not hesitate."
Xu Da was overjoyed and gestured for everyone to sit down, lowering his voice to say, "We must be careful what we say here. Brother Zhu, the three of us are preparing to go to the Ming Cult." "Hey, you might not know this, but I have a close relationship with Xin Ran, the leader of the Ming Cult's Fiery Banner. This trip is precisely to discuss a joint effort against the Mongol Tartars. We seized some weapons in Yiyang, and I brought several samples with me to give to Brother Xin Ran for research."
Zhu Ziling nodded. "The Ming Cult? Miss Mingxia, did your master allow you to go to the Ming Cult?"
Mingxia was taken aback. Zhu Ziling continued, "The current acting leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Xiao, has an irreconcilable feud with your Emei Sect. How could your master allow you to ally with the Ming Cult?" Mingxia
exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Zhu, you know this too? However, my master doesn't know about this..." "Let's talk about these things. What we've done is all about upholding justice. The people of the world are suffering terribly. Several provinces in the Central Plains are experiencing years of drought and famine, with no harvest and tens of thousands starving to death. The court only knows how to increase taxes, leaving the people with no way to survive. Although our Emei sect has some personal grudges with the Ming Cult, in this time of national crisis, we should prioritize the greater good and temporarily put aside personal grievances."
Zhu Ziling clapped his hands in agreement, saying, "Ming Xia is indeed a woman of noble character, truly admirable." He then looked at Ming Xia with admiration. Ming Xia blushed, lowered her head, and said, "Brother Zhu, you flatter me."

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After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Ming Yuzhen called the innkeeper to ask for a room. The innkeeper told them, "Gentlemen, we only have three rooms left."
Ming Yuzhen nodded, "That's just enough. We'll take them all." She then took out silver and paid for the meal.
Yang Luobing was extremely embarrassed upon hearing this. There were only three inns, which meant that she would have to share a room with Zhu Ziling tonight. Although the two of them had eaten and slept together in the past few days, they had been sleeping in the wilderness, in old temples or caves. Today was different. She was still a virgin and unmarried. How could she share a room with Zhu Ziling?
However, Ming Yuzhen and Xu Da had already gotten up to leave, and Zhu Ziling hurriedly said, "Brother Ming, I promised to treat you, how can I let you spend the money? You're making me feel a little awkward."
Xu Da laughed, "Brother Zhu, you're too polite. Just now you were saying we were like-minded, going to kill the Tartars and save the common people, and now you're starting to distinguish between 'you' and 'me'? Let me tell you, the money we're spending now is all stolen from the Tartars."
Zhu Ziling smiled awkwardly, cupped his hands, and said, "I see, then I won't stand on ceremony. Please, my two brothers, and please, Miss Mingxia!"
When he arrived at his room, he found Yang Luobing angry again. Zhu Ziling stepped forward and said, "What's wrong? Who upset you this time? Sister Yang, weren't you full of enthusiasm when we were talking about killing the Tartars? Why are you pouting now?"
Yang Luobing snorted and said, "Who gave you permission to share a room with me?" Zhu
Ziling was slightly taken aback, then immediately smiled and said, "Is there a problem?"
Yang Luobing said, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, you'd better..."
Zhu Ziling interrupted, "But there are only three rooms left, I can't possibly squeeze in with Brother Xu and the others, can I?"
Yang Luobing raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why not?"
Zhu Ziling smiled and said, "People will laugh at you."
Yang Luobing didn't understand and asked anxiously, "Why would people laugh at me?"
Zhu Ziling said, "Think about it, being kicked out of the room by your wife in the middle of the night, something must have happened. Xu Da and Ming Yuzhen are both shrewd people, they'll definitely guess that you're throwing a tantrum again."
Yang Luobing became even more annoyed and said, "Who's your wife?" Saying that, she was about to hit him.
Zhu Ziling quickly stepped aside, saying, "Sister Yang, Sister Bing, please don't make a scene. Our goal now is to find the Nine Yang Divine Skill. How can I take care of you if you keep arguing like this?" After Zhu Ziling's kind words, Yang Luobing calmed down and said to Zhu Ziling, "I'll let you off this time. But if you talk nonsense in front of outsiders again, don't blame me for being rude. Go! Get me some foot-washing water."
Zhu Ziling spread his hands and said, "Great job!"
After washing up, Yang Luobing went to bed to rest. The beds in the shop were all heated kang beds with leather mattresses on top, making them extremely warm. Yang Luobing took off her outer clothes and crawled into the quilt. Zhu Ziling was about to climb in as well, and hurriedly said, "Zi..." "Ling! You can't!"
Zhu Ziling was taken aback. "Ruobing, what if your cold poison flares up tonight? I'll have to keep you warm."
Yang Luobing said shyly, "No need, there's a fire under the bed, it's already warm enough."
Zhu Ziling asked, "Then where will I sleep?"
Yang Luobing lowered her face and said coldly, "Sleep on the bench!"
Zhu Ziling grinned, thinking, "This little girl, she knew to snuggle into my arms on this snowy night, now she's going to use me and then discard me. Sigh! It seems I was too gentle with her the past few days. I pitied you then, did you think I, Zhu Ziling, was so easy to bully?" Zhu Ziling remained silent, took a blanket and wrapped it around himself, then lay down on the table to sleep. Despite being exhausted from days of travel, Zhu Ziling found it hard to sleep soundly, partly because he was worried about Yang Luobing's poison flaring up tonight, and partly because he was hoping for her cold poison to flare up.
Around midnight, Zhu Ziling faintly heard Yang Luobing tossing and turning. He asked, "Ruobing, is the poison acting up again?"
He asked twice, but received no response. He got up and went to the bedside, finding her huddled under the covers, her face turned inwards, trembling uncontrollably. "Why aren't you saying anything?" Zhu Ziling pressed closer, realizing that the cold poison in her body was worse than before.
Yang Luobing said softly, "Ziling, the Xuanming Divine Palm injury has three stages. In the first stage, the attacks are more frequent, but not too severe. At that time, the cold poison is still on the skin. After ten days, the cold poison will invade the bone marrow along the skin, and the frequency of attacks will decrease slightly. However, each attack is like ants gnawing at the heart, causing unbearable pain. Judging by the time, it's been ten days since I started treating her, hasn't it?"
Zhu Ziling's heart skipped a beat. He nodded silently, tightly embracing Yang Luobing's trembling, cold body. Her hair was loose, her long black locks cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her face was pale and haggard, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, all traces of her former spiritedness gone. She wore only a thin, unbuttoned blouse, revealing a pale yellow embroidered bodice that covered her high, firm breasts. The bodice concealed her fragrant bosom, and her lotus-root-like white arms gripped the corner of the quilt tightly.
"Ruobing, how can I make you feel better?" Zhu Ziling pressed his entire body against hers. Yang Luobing stopped speaking, her body trembling slightly. Zhu Ziling felt her coldness and thought, "This won't do. The blankets are warm, but they don't solve the problem. Only..."
Zhu Ziling knew that if they removed their clothes and embraced, it would be the best way to ward off the cold for one of them. But what if Yang MM said he was taking liberties with her? On second thought, he realized that for a transmigrator like himself to be so hesitant and indecisive when pursuing a girl was truly pathetic. If she liked Yang, she liked her; she would be his woman sooner or later. He had only hesitated to take advantage of her earlier. Besides, if Yang disliked him, she would have killed him long ago. Why would she have kept him alive until now? He knew that failing to act when the time was right would make him look bad.
Having made up his mind, Zhu Ziling quietly removed his clothes, wrapped his arms around Yang Luobing's slender waist, and subtly tightened his embrace, asking with concern, "Ruobing, is this better?" Although Yang Ruobing didn't answer, Zhu Ziling sensed her tacit approval. So he pressed himself closer, slowly unbuttoning Yang Luobing's thin undershirt. Yang Luobing trembled slightly, wanting to stop him, but Zhu Ziling stopped her in time: "Ruobing, only in this way can I help you share your pain."
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Zhu Ziling pulled her smooth, silky back into his arms. This time, it was skin-to-skin contact. Although Yang Luobing's body was ice-cold, Zhu Ziling gritted his teeth and slowly warmed her with his own body.
"Ziling! If someone sees us like this, it'll be so embarrassing!" Yang Luobing finally couldn't help but speak.
Seeing that she only spoke and not acted, Zhu Ziling knew she had silently accepted his actions. In fact, this method was a godsend for Yang Luobing at this point; her cold body felt Zhu Ziling's burning passion, and her heart fluttered. Having lived in the Ancient Tomb for so long, she had almost never had any intimate contact with the opposite sex, let alone conversation. Yang Luobing was also at the age of budding romance, and having received Zhu Ziling's meticulous care these past few days, she had naturally developed a dependence on him. However, her proud nature made it difficult for her to actively express such hints to Zhu Ziling.
Now, nestled in Zhu Ziling's warm embrace, Yang Luobing felt a mixture of shyness and anticipation. Although the cold poison tormented her body and mind, the pain was somewhat mitigated by feeling Zhu Ziling's care, and coupled with her profound internal energy, the pain gradually subsided in no time.
Seeing the chill on Yang Luobing's body slowly fade and her trembling subside, he didn't let go. His hands slowly moved upwards along her slender waist. As the cold poison dissipated from Yang Luobing's body, she felt both ashamed and guilty, thinking of herself lying half-undressed in Zhu Ziling's arms. She turned back and said, "Ziling, let go quickly, I'm alright now."
Seeing that Zhu Ziling was still holding her tightly, Yang Luobing became a little nervous. She struggled to sit up, opening her clear, bright eyes. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down her shoulders and onto her flawless back. “Ziling, we can’t do this…”
Zhu Ziling wasn’t in a hurry. “Luobing, I know men and women shouldn’t touch each other, but in this situation, I have no choice. I don’t want to watch you suffer. If you think what I’m doing has tainted your purity, then kill me. If you can understand my sincerity, I’m willing to take responsibility for what’s happening.”
Yang Luobing felt a surge of passion and said softly, “Ziling, I know you’re doing this for my own good, but our Ancient Tomb Sect has strict rules. Let alone physical intimacy between men and women, even ambiguous words are forbidden, even among fellow disciples.” "No, besides, we have no official status..."
Zhu Ziling leaned forward, pulling the beautiful woman in front of him back into his arms, and said, "If I were your husband, wouldn't my current behavior not be excessive?"
Yang Luobing blushed deeply, "Ziling, you... Our Ancient Tomb Sect doesn't allow private marriages."
Zhu Ziling said, "Nonsense! Who made that rule? Was it your grandmaster Lin Chaoying? Or your mother-in-law Xiaolongnu? If everyone adhered to the rules, where would you come from? Luobing, if you think I'm not sincere enough, then wait until I help you find the Nine Yang Divine Skill before you marry me, okay?"
Yang Luobing nodded shyly, trying to save face.
Unexpectedly, after she nodded, Zhu Ziling became bold and bold, opening his mouth and pressing his lips tightly against hers...
"Mmm!" Yang Luobing's heart raced from the sudden kiss.
Zhu Ziling took the opportunity to press her body down, showering Yang Luobing's lips with kisses. Yang Luobing's beautiful eyes gradually softened with tenderness. She didn't push Zhu Ziling away, but instead closed her eyes slightly, letting him do as he pleased.

Zhu Ziling's tongue skillfully pried open the pearly teeth of the beauty in his arms, slipping inside to entwine with her soft, tender tongue. Yang Luobing's tongue initially flinched like a startled lamb, trying to avoid him, but she couldn't escape his domineering tongue. She slowly tried to entwine herself with it, playing with it, inseparable, oblivious even to the fact that her nectar was being stolen.
After lingering on Yang Luobing's cherry lips for a long time, Zhu Ziling finally left, satisfied, and moved on to kiss other fragrant places, from her blushing cheeks to her alluring neck. Yang Luobing gasped softly, her eyes filled with a hazy tenderness. She suddenly let out a soft moan as Zhu Ziling took her alabaster earlobe into his mouth, gently licking and nibbling, making her already rosy earlobe even more alluring.
His hand, which had been caressing Yang Luobing's arm, moved slightly, grasping the small jade rabbit hidden in her yellow bodice. Her breasts were full and soft, too large to be held in one hand. Yang Luobing's body trembled slightly, one hand protecting her breasts, softly murmuring, "Ziling, don't..." Zhu Ziling didn't stop, holding her hand protecting her breasts, gently kneading them, the incredibly elastic feel making him want to play with them.

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"Mmm—" Yang Luobing had never experienced such tenderness before. She felt her limbs go weak, her strength slowly draining from her body, as if she were melting. She couldn't help but let out another cry, her eyes brimming with desire. With her last strength, she raised her slender hand, biting a finger to suppress her soft moans. Even so, she still let out a captivating groan. Between two of Zhu Ziling's fingers, through her bodice, he pinched the cherry-like nipples on her breasts. Those pink nipples, already erect and bulging against the bodice, were now fully blossoming under his devilish fingers, being kneaded, squeezed, and tormented. Unfortunately, these delicate things were hidden by the smooth silk bodice.

Zhu Ziling abandoned her earlobe and kissed Yang Luobing's almond-shaped eyes. His other hand, which had been resting on her slender back, caressed her, finding the thin string tying her bodice. He untied the knot, and the purple embroidered bodice, tightly covering her breasts, was about to fall. Yang Luobing sensed this and quickly covered her bodice, shyly saying, "Ziling, no." Zhu Ziling grabbed her arms with both hands, separating her body, and Yang Luobing's captivating charm was fully revealed. Her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, her watery eyes blinked, full of infatuated spring, her small mouth slightly open as if she were breathing slowly, her jade ears and pink neck were flushed, and her hands covered the bodice hanging in front of her chest, the edge of which vaguely revealed a bit of tender flesh.
Zhu Ziling lowered his eyes and praised, "Good sister, you are so beautiful."
Yang Luobing blushed and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"
After admiring her for a while, Zhu Ziling was preoccupied with the allure hidden in her bodice. He gazed at Yang Luobing and said gently, "Luobing, please take off this bodice and let me see." "Ziling, even if you want to see, wait until you marry me." Yang Luobing's face flushed with embarrassment. She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, hesitated for a long time, and then asked softly, "Ziling, do you really want to marry me?"
Looking at her flawless face, Zhu Ziling swallowed hard and said, "Luo Bing, really! I wish I could marry you right now, but don't worry, I will treat you well for the rest of my life." Yang
Luo Bing blushed and closed her beautiful eyes slightly, asking softly, "Do you really want to see?" Seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, Zhu Ziling did not answer, but simply reached out and pulled the bodice aside. Two full, white breasts trembled slightly, and the pink cherries stood erect, making one want to take a bite. Zhu Ziling stared intently, murmuring, "Wonderful, wonderful! Luo Bing, I love you!" He reached out and gently cupped these soft, sacred things in his hands, his ten fingers pinching the delicate, smooth white flesh.
Yang Luo Bing was speechless with shyness, but the tenderness in her bright eyes grew stronger and stronger. Zhu Ziling played with it for a while, then took one hand and stroked the pretty cherry. Looking at Yang Luobing, he smiled and said, "Tenderly budding like two crimson peaches, a soft, lustrous cluster of jade. Not allowed to be seen by the spring breeze, bound tightly by jade clasps and red silk. Warm as jade, smooth as cream, touching it when drunk brings a surge of joy. Ruobing, I love you to death." After saying this, he smiled slightly, lowered his head, and took the pink cherry into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby.
A strange wave of pleasure washed over her, and Yang Luobing's recently recovered strength vanished again. Her delicate body trembled, and she gasped, "Ziling, Ziling, don't do this anymore. We've gone too far. Wait until you marry me before you do this again..." Zhu Ziling, however, held her soft spot tightly, murmuring, "I want to marry you now."
Yang Luobing, a virgin, had never experienced such teasing before. In an instant, her ears burned bright red, her body went limp, her breasts heaving under the pressure, her heart pounding as if about to burst forth. Oh God, Ziling, why are you holding me so tightly? I can't breathe! Yang Luobing blushed from her ears to her neck, wanting to push Zhu Ziling away, but she couldn't muster any strength, not even able to utter a sound. Hearing her increasingly rapid breathing, Zhu Ziling felt a surge of triumph. His right hand, which was resting on Yang Luobing's back, gently caressed her, pressing occasionally, enjoying the sensation of her smooth, creamy skin. Although he had a beauty in his arms, at his mercy, he knew that was all there was to it. He understood that things needed to be done gradually, and he should
n't rush things. A strange sensation came from his back, and Yang Luobing bit her lip to keep from letting out a soft moan. Taking advantage of Zhu Ziling's pause, she said shyly, "Let me go."
Zhu Ziling only tightened his grip, laughing, "Luobing, I won't let go. I haven't had enough of holding you yet."
Yang Luobing was flustered and asked anxiously, "Ziling, when will you have had enough?"
Zhu Ziling said, "I will hold you like this for the rest of my life..."
Yang Luobing's beautiful eyes didn't turn away, but they were alluring and captivating. Such sensual words were truly bold, and Yang Luobing felt even more shy. The fragrance emanating from her body gradually became more intense. She whispered, "So, you're going to hold me like this for the rest of your life? Are we still going to search for the Nine Yang Divine Skill?"
These words pulled Zhu Ziling back to reality. Thinking of Yang Luobing's severe cold poison and the precariousness of her life, he realized that his desire to possess her was too selfish. If they couldn't find the Nine Yang Divine Skill, how could he face that beautiful and innocent face again? He sighed softly, lay down beside Yang Luobing, and said, "Luobing, you're right. Once we find the Nine Yang Divine Skill, I'll marry you properly."
A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Luobing's face. "Ziling, I believe you! Whether we find the Nine Yang Divine Skill or not, I will stay with you for life..."
Zhu Ziling felt a surge of happiness, but also a sense of responsibility.
That night, the two slept intimately in each other's arms. Zhu Ziling had wavered countless times, but each time he felt a surge of desire, he could feel Yang Luobing's taut, natural defense. Even if he forced himself on her now, it would feel somewhat incomplete. If he could find the Nine Yang Divine Skill first, and then consummate his relationship with Luobing, that would be a perfect union. "I refuse to believe I can't find the Nine Yang Divine Skill,"
he thought, and temporarily suppressed his desire.
Although his mind was free of impure thoughts, it didn't mean his body would behave properly.
In the early morning, Yang Luobing shyly woke Zhu Ziling and softly asked, "Ziling, did you sleep well last night?"
Zhu Ziling stretched and said, "Sleeping so intimately with Luobing felt like sleeping in paradise! I slept so well!"
Yang Luobing smiled wryly, "Ziling slept well, but I didn't sleep well at all."
Zhu Ziling asked in surprise, "Could it be that the cold poison has flared up again?"
Yang Luobing shook her head and said, "No, it's just that something hard on your body has been pressing against my lower back... I wanted to wake you up and ask, but thinking about how hard you've worked these past few days, I couldn't bear to..." Zhu Ziling was
stunned and immediately realized that his little Zhu was already fully erect. Perhaps his little pig had been holding the fort all night. Zhu Ziling blushed and sighed heavily, hugged Yang Luobing, and lightly kissed her cheek, saying, "Ruobing, you are so innocent and pure. I love you to death."
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Xu Da and his daughter Ming Yuzhen had also gotten up early. Since the three of them had important matters to attend to, Xu Da asked Zhu Ziling if he would like to travel with them. Zhu Ziling, however, was only thinking about finding the Nine Yang Divine Skill as soon as possible, so he politely declined Xu Da's invitation, saying, "Brother Xu, my wife has been injured by the Xuanming Elders and urgently needs a divine physician to treat her cold poison. I cannot travel with you. However, we will meet again someday. When we can reunite, we will definitely join hands to drive the Tartars out of our country and revitalize China."
Xu Da said, "Then we will meet again someday. Brother Zhu,
please take good care of yourselves." Zhu Ziling bid farewell to Xu Da, Ming Yuzhen, and Ming Xia, and asked the innkeeper to prepare enough dry rations and cheap food such as beef jerky for him to carry. Zhu Ziling also took a bag of salt with him before leaving the inn and once again venturing into the vast snowfield. Before setting off, Zhu Ziling asked Xu Da about the direction of Red Plum Manor. Xu Da couldn't pinpoint the exact location, but he was certain it was to the south.
So Zhu Ziling and Yang Luobing headed southwest.
Initially, Zhu Ziling was full of ambition, but after three days of walking, his spirits waned. Their food supplies were dwindling, and they still found nothing; the canyon they remembered was nowhere to be found. They found many similar cliffs and canyons, but none matched the scene in the original story. During these two days, although Yang Luobing's cold poison flared up infrequently, each attack caused her excruciating pain. Because they had to sleep in the wilderness, and despite Zhu Ziling's constant help to keep her warm, Yang Luobing showed signs of wanting to give up as her injuries worsened.
Two more days passed, and the food they had brought was all gone.
Zhu Ziling was extremely sad, but there was nothing he could do to change the situation. One evening, Zhu Ziling covered Yang Luobing with the blanket he had brought with him. Yang Luobing leaned against a boulder on the edge of a cliff, watching the setting sun about to sink into the sky. Two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks without her realizing it.
Zhu Ziling saw this and felt deeply hurt. He silently stood up and went to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the clouds at the bottomless abyss, he was filled with mixed emotions. "If this drags on, let alone finding the Nine Yang Divine Skill, given the current shortage of food and water, I don't know how many more days I can hold out. I thought Kunlun Mountain was only this big, and that I could find the valley where the Nine Yang Divine Skill was hidden by circling around it a few times. It seems that my idea was a bit of wishful thinking. If we continue searching like this, I'm afraid we won't find the Nine Yang Divine Skill even in ten days or half a month. But Luo Bing's injuries can't be delayed any longer."
That night, the two of them slept together in each other's arms under the sheltered boulder. Although Yang Luo Bing didn't have any flare-ups of her cold poison all night, this might not be a good sign. As dawn approached, Zhu Ziling noticed that Yang Luo Bing's eyes were open, and he saw the tear stains on her cheeks from the previous night. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and said, "Luo Bing, I'm so useless. I can't find the Nine Yang Divine Skill."
Yang Luobing smiled slightly, comforting Zhu Ziling, "Ziling, don't be anxious. Kunlun Mountain is so vast, how can we find it so easily? Let's search slowly..." Zhu
Ziling nodded tearfully, asking, "Luobing, are you crying?"
Yang Luobing forced a smile, saying, "No."
Zhu Ziling kissed away the tears on her cheek, "Luobing, I said I would definitely help you find the Nine Yang Divine Skill. If I break my promise, will you blame me?" Yang
Luobing smiled slightly, "Ziling, I won't blame you."
Zhu Ziling said, "If we really can't find it, I'll... stay with you..."
Yang Luobing quickly reached out and covered Zhu Ziling's mouth, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, Ziling. I'm not disappointed. As long as I have a breath left, I will never be disappointed in you. Are you giving up on yourself?" "
I..." Zhu Ziling choked back tears and sighed softly.
Yang Luobing continued, "You said the Nine Yang Manual is inside a white ape's belly, and you can recognize the valley where that white ape is, right?"
Zhu Ziling nodded.
Yang Luobing said, "Ziling, should we analyze this from a different angle? I think that white ape is alive. It's not a tree, nor is it a cave. It needs to move constantly to survive. We can't limit it to any one valley. What if we find the valley we're looking for, but the white ape isn't there? Wouldn't we have wasted our time?" These words startled Zhu Ziling. Yes
! The white ape was a living creature; it needed to move around constantly. Although the canyon was well-sealed, it might not be able to trap the monkey. Perhaps it really wasn't in that canyon anymore. Thinking of this, Zhu Ziling felt a chill in his heart. How to find the Nine Yang Divine Skill? He was now at a loss.
Seeing his unusual expression, Yang Luobing didn't say anything more, afraid of discouraging Zhu Ziling.

It was almost dawn when suddenly a bright star appeared in the eastern sky. As the air rose from the mountainside, wisps of mist swirled in the wind, gradually obscuring the winding river and the vast expanse of verdant green in the valley. The mountain wind grew colder, and a light, misty vapor, like rain or snow, would occasionally drift and fall, sometimes clinging to her. Zhu Ziling draped his blanket over Yang Luobing's shoulders, watching her gaze intently at the sea of clouds below, and softly said, "Luobing, be careful of the cold."
Yang Luobing clutched the blanket tightly, almost curling into a ball, shivering in the cold wind. Zhu Ziling couldn't bear it and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. Yang Luobing turned her head, a blush rising on her face, and sighed softly, saying, "Ziling, let's not look for the Nine Yang Divine Skill anymore. While we still have time, I want to spend some peaceful days with you. I haven't tasted your delicious cooking since."
Zhu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Luo Bing, have you given up?" Yang
Luo Bing smiled faintly, a smile tinged with bitterness. "Ziling! Life is fleeting, like a blade of grass in spring. We live to pursue what we need most, what is most beautiful. Before, when I was in the Ancient Tomb, every day was just practice, nothing but practice. That monotonous life made me wonder why I was born. Until I met you, your sincerity these past few days has made me truly realize what is precious in life—happiness! Without happiness, life is like a stagnant pool, and you are the one who stirred up the waves in my life. With these days spent together, with your sincerity, I am already very content."
Zhu
Ziling called out, "Luo Bing, you must be strong. I won't allow you to give up. We will continue searching. I believe our sincerity will move Heaven." Zhu Ziling pulled Yang Luobing to her feet. Seeing Yang Luobing smile knowingly at him, Zhu Ziling felt a pang of sadness. He walked to the edge of the cliff and shouted towards the sky, "Master Jin, could you give me specific coordinates so I can find the Nine Yang Divine Skill? If you hear me, and if I can return to the new century in n years, I will donate all my savings to the Ming Pao newspaper you've dedicated your life to. Please have mercy, Master..."
Zhu Ziling's words had barely finished when he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind beside him. Before he could react, he felt himself enveloped by something, and then his feet were lifted into the air.
"Ah!" Looking down, he saw a giant python, four or five zhang long, coiled around his waist. The other half of the python's body was on a pine tree about ten zhang below the cliff. "Oh no!" "Zhu Ziling's heart tightened, and he cried out in alarm.
Yang Luobing had already seen the danger Zhu Ziling was in, and the sudden appearance of this large python startled her as well. But she immediately realized, "Ziling is in danger!" Without time to think, she lunged forward, trying to snatch Zhu Ziling from the python's grasp. Because it was coiled around Zhu Ziling, the python couldn't attack easily, so it retracted its body and retreated back onto the cliff face.
"Ziling, don't be afraid." Yang Luobing drew her sword and leaped down. Skilled and daring, she engaged the giant python in a fierce battle on the precipice. Though ferocious, the python was no match for Yang Luobing's nimble evasion and relentless attacks. In the blink of an eye, Yang Luobing's sword pierced three or four bloody holes in its body. Overwhelmed by pain and enraged, the python had no choice but to temporarily release Zhu Ziling and concentrate its attack on Yang Luobing.
Suddenly, the python released Zhu Ziling, who nearly tumbled off the cliff. In a panic, he desperately grabbed the trunk of a giant pine tree, dangling precariously beneath it. Yang Luobing, calmly continuing the fight, said, "Ziling, don't be afraid. Hold on tight and slowly move closer to me." Zhu
Ziling dared not look down. He shifted his position with both hands, slowly moving under the giant pine tree, hoping to get closer to Yang Luobing as soon as possible.
Yang Luobing occupied the base of the pine tree, leaning against the mountain wall, wielding her sword and maneuvering against the giant python. The python was also afraid of the sharpness of Yang Luobing's sword, and its attacks failed many times, leaving it with several wounds. It raised its head, making a hooting sound, and looked at Yang Luobing with its evil triangular eyes. Suddenly, it lunged at her again. Yang Luobing drew a circle with her sword, using the Heavenly Net style defensive move of the Ancient Tomb Sect. She not only successfully avoided the giant python's sneak attack, but also struck the python's head hard with the tip of her sword. This move looked easy, but Yang Luobing secretly used ninety percent of her strength. The giant python shrank back in pain, and in its rage, its huge tail lashed out at Yang Luobing.
Yang Luobing could have dodged, but Zhu Ziling had just moved from under the tree. Fearing the python's tail would hit Zhu Ziling, Yang Luobing shrunk back and flipped under the tree, grabbing Zhu Ziling by the waist while simultaneously using her sword to deflect the python's tail.
The python, having repeatedly failed to gain an advantage and seeing its prey escape, became enraged and swung its tail again at Yang Luobing and Zhu Ziling. With a crack, the pine tree, struck by the python's tail, snapped in half due to the immense pressure. First, the giant python, along with the entire tree, plummeted down. Yang Luobing and Zhu Ziling, being lighter and closer to the roots, were slightly slower. However, due to their greater weight, they too were unable to escape their fate and plummeted straight down. Zhu Ziling felt a chill in his heart, thinking, "This is going to be tough!"
Perhaps out of fear, Zhu Ziling actually fainted. He didn't know how much time had passed when he felt a whooshing sound in his ears. Opening his eyes, he saw himself lying quietly in Yang Luobing's arms. Zhu Ziling exclaimed in surprise, "Luobing, we're not dead?"
Yang Luobing smiled bitterly, "Can you still talk when you're dead?"
Zhu Ziling shook his head, feeling perfectly fine. Looking back, he realized that when they fell, Yang Luobing's exceptional lightness skill had allowed her to grab onto another ancient pine tree protruding from the cliff. That ancient pine was right beside them. Below them was still a bottomless abyss. Looking up, the top of the cliff was vaguely visible, but it was at least forty or fifty feet away.
Yang Luobing sighed, "Ziling, although we didn't fall to our deaths, we'll never be able to get back up."
Zhu Ziling stood up, stretched his limbs, and carefully looked around. They found themselves on a platform in the middle of a cliff, about ten zhang in diameter, but suspended in mid-air, impossible to climb up or down. The platform was covered in white snow and ice, devoid of trees or wild animals. A thought struck Zhu Ziling, and he pulled Yang Luobing towards the towering cliff. "Ziling, what are you doing?"
Zhu Ziling's heart pounded, a surge of joy welling up inside him. "This is truly a case of finding something without even looking for it! I hope this really is it." Zhu Ziling pulled Yang Luobing quickly to the cliff face, and sure enough, they found a small, inconspicuous cave behind a rock on the left side of the cliff.
Zhu Ziling couldn't help but turn around and pick Yang Luobing up in his arms, spinning her around three times. He shouted, "Luobing, we don't need to be afraid anymore! We've found the canyon where the Nine Yang Divine Skill is hidden; it's right here!"
Yang Luobing looked at the dark and small cave in front of her. "Ziling, is it true?"
Zhu Ziling quickly said, "Hurry! Climb over this small cave, and there's a canyon over there. The Nine Yang Divine Skill is inside the belly of a white ape in that canyon."
Yang Luobing was overjoyed and was about to squeeze into the cave when Zhu Ziling suddenly remembered something and said urgently, "Luobing, be careful! This cave is very narrow. If you can't squeeze through, don't force it. If you get stuck, it'll be troublesome. Now that we've found the canyon, don't be too hasty."

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Yang Luobing nodded and said, "I understand." Because of her slender figure, she led the way. Just as Zhu Ziling had said, the cave narrowed after a short distance. Fortunately, both of them were slim and mentally prepared, so they managed to climb through smoothly despite some difficulties. After passing through the narrowest section, Yang Luobing found that the cave ahead was not only spacious but also bright. After climbing a few more feet, the view suddenly opened up before her. The

sunlight suddenly shone brightly. It was a verdant valley full of flowers, with red flowers and green trees intertwined. She cheered loudly and climbed out of the cave. The cave was only a few feet off the ground; a light leap brought them to the ground, where soft grass carpeted their feet, and the air was filled with the delicate fragrance of flowers, the chirping of birds, and the sight of fresh fruit hanging from branches. Yang Luobing couldn't help but jump up, exclaiming, "This is simply a paradise!" Zhu
Ziling followed them out, and seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but sigh. He embraced Yang Luobing, saying, "Luobing, this is it! We've finally found this valley!" Yang Luobing was also filled with sweetness. As soon as she was in Zhu Ziling's arms, she said, "Ziling, we've finally found it! Thank you!"
Zhu Ziling pulled Yang Luobing forward, walking for more than two miles before encountering a towering peak blocking their path. Looking around, they saw that the verdant valley was surrounded by high mountains, seemingly untouched by human presence since ancient times. The snow-capped peaks on all sides were steep and precipitous, making it impossible to climb in or out. The two were overjoyed. They saw seven or eight wild goats grazing on the snow-covered grass, showing no fear even when they saw them, while more than ten monkeys leaped and played in the trees.
Zhu Ziling stopped and walked up to the group of monkeys, looking at them intently.
The monkeys weren't afraid of strangers; one of the bolder ones even plucked a fruit from a tree and threw it down to Zhu Ziling. He caught it immediately, and the monkey grinned at him, then began to eat the fresh fruit. Zhu Ziling picked up the fruit and examined it, not recognizing it. To bear fruit in the dead of winter, it must be a divine fruit. He took a bite, and his mouth was filled with sweet juice. Smiling, he offered the fruit to Yang Luobing.
Yang Luobing took the fruit, ate several bites, and exclaimed, "Truly a rare and precious fruit! Ziling, what are you still looking at?"
Zhu Ziling carefully examined each monkey in the tree, shaking his head, "Where did that white ape go?"
Yang Luobing was still immersed in joy, "Ziling! This place is so beautiful!" She immediately realized that Zhu Ziling was looking for the monkey with the Nine Yang Divine Skill inside its belly, and her smile faded. She asked, "Ziling, isn't it among this large group of monkeys?"
Zhu Ziling nodded heavily, his face grim.
Yang Luobing comforted him, "Ziling, don't worry. We've found the canyon; we'll find that monkey sooner or later."
Zhu Ziling said, "Let's familiarize ourselves with this place first, and also see if there's an exit."
The two held hands and began to circle the canyon.
Guoguo saw ancient trees reaching for the sky, with verdant mountains rising abruptly on both sides, piercing the blue sky. A crystal-clear stream meandered through the valley, cascading down from the rocks in stages, forming small waterfalls and pools—a truly beautiful sight. The two followed the winding stream upstream to the foot of a towering cliff. The stream flowed from a cave beneath the cliff, its bottom entirely composed of smooth, rounded rocks. The water was crystal clear, free of impurities, and birdsong filled the air. Although the scenery was enchanting, it was completely secluded, truly isolated from the world.
After wandering in the valley for a whole day without finding an exit or the white ape, Zhu Ziling was somewhat discouraged. Fortunately, Yang Luobing comforted him. With the sun setting, they needed to find a place to stay. So, the two gathered many branches from the valley and built a small shelter under a recessed rock. Zhu Ziling named it "Bird's Nest."
Yang Luobing asked, "Ziling, why is it called Bird's Nest?"
Zhu Ziling smiled and said, "It reminds me of my family. To be honest, I miss them too."
Yang Luobing didn't understand the specific meaning behind his words, but she nodded nonetheless. As Zhu Ziling stepped into the Bird's Nest, the blanket became their most precious possession. After being laid on the ground, it could be rolled up halfway and used to cover Yang Luobing. The night was quite cold, and Yang Luobing felt sorry for Zhu Ziling being cold, so she wanted to share the blanket with him. However, Zhu Ziling said that Yang Luobing had a cold poison injury, and catching a cold would be more troublesome.
As they politely yielded to each other, their bodies embraced. Since their first passionate encounter a few days prior, Zhu Ziling had secretly resolved to find the Nine Yang Divine Skill before uniting with Yang Luobing, and thus had remained celibate for the past few days. Although he hadn't found the Nine Yang Divine Skill yet, he had found this valley. Their skin touching immediately stirred up the desires hidden deep within them.
Although Yang Luobing was of noble character, she had already secretly fallen for Zhu Ziling's sincere treatment over the past few days. In front of her lover, she felt only shyness, no longer any fear. Feeling the beating of Yang Luobing's heart, Zhu Ziling felt his breath quicken. He couldn't help but reach out a hand, first gently stroking her soft hair, then moving downwards, from her pretty face to her jade-like neck, giving her gentle and moderate caresses.
Although Yang Luobing possessed profound skill and her Zen mind cultivated by the Ancient Tomb Sect was nearly enlightened, she couldn't suppress the most primal reactions within her body. As Zhu Ziling gently caressed her face and arms, a faint blush instinctively appeared on her cheeks.
"Ziling!" she called out passionately .
Zhu Ziling, inhaling the fragrant scent emanating from Yang Luobing, reached for the silk sash at her waist and, with a few deft movements, untied it. His lips traced the seams of her garment, and with his teeth, he carefully unbuttoned each of the cloth buttons. Yang Luobing's shoulders were soft and rounded, her long, slender arms like jade lotus roots, the gradually exposed skin gleaming with a jade-like luster, smoother than silk.
Zhu Ziling's breathing quickened as he slowly removed Yang Luobing's cotton robe. Beneath the robe, only an apricot-yellow close-fitting bodice remained, the hem revealing a section of her smooth, jade-like abdomen. Even lying flat, her breasts remained remarkably full, straining against her small bodice. Her soft nipples swayed gently with her breath, their rounded, full curves on full display. Zhu Ziling was thrilled and gently kissed her. Yang Luobing let out a soft moan, grasping his hand as he reached for her bodice, opening her beautiful, shy eyes, shimmering with light. Her face flushed crimson, and she whispered, "Ziling, hold me tight."
Touched
by her lover, Yang Luobing blushed deeply. Her delicate, fair face was flushed, her skin smooth and radiant, her beauty breathtaking, making one want to bite her. Zhu Ziling kissed her fragrant neck, his fingers reaching down her back to untie the bodice. He gently pulled it down, revealing two budding breasts, full, tender, and plump, standing proudly, rising and falling gracefully.
Yang Luobing's skin, as white as snow and as bright as the moon, was so dazzling that it was almost blinding. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her chest, gasped, and instinctively embraced her soft, snow-white breasts with her arms. Her eyes shifted, meeting Zhu Ziling's burning gaze. Her lively young heart pounded wildly, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but blush. Zhu Ziling looked down at the smooth, white ravine between the two peaks, where a stream trickled, as if for millennia, melted snow from the summit had flowed there. At the edge of the ravine were two exquisite jade peaks, rising abruptly from the ground, soaring into the clouds, their snow never melting.
At the summit, two small, round, red peas, like pearls of longing, stood quietly, like two roses quietly opening in the morning dew, swaying gently in the breeze and drizzle, shimmering and dreamlike. Zhu Ziling's blood boiled as he watched, his breathing grew heavy. He opened his mouth and carefully held the entire delicate flower bud inside, gently licking it with his tongue. He nurtured it with the heat of his mouth, watered it with his smooth saliva, and protected it with his closed mouth, allowing it to wash away the dust of the world and bloom into the most beautiful flower that would make even the heavenly paradise of Tianshan pale in comparison.
Yang Luobing let out soft breaths, her hands gently stroking Zhu Ziling's hair. "Ziling...do you love me?"
Zhu Ziling looked up, gazing at her beautiful, captivating, and elegant face, and nodded deeply. "Luobing, I love you! From the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you. I will never be apart from you in this lifetime."
Yang Luobing smiled and nodded. "Ziling, I love you too." She gently wrapped her arms around Zhu Ziling's neck. Zhu Ziling leaned down and kissed her fragrant lips. Yang Luobing responded eagerly, and the two kissed passionately. In this secluded paradise, where only they existed, two people, two hearts, were tightly bound together. They only remembered that their beloved was beside them, completely forgetting the freezing cold outside, and the presence of the sun, moon, and stars.
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Zhu Ziling's heart softened at her call, and he lifted Yang Luobing's head, pressing his lips deeply onto her soft, cherry-like lips. He slipped his tongue inside, gently parting her teeth, their tongues intertwining, kissing her passionately and greedily.

After the kiss, the primal desire hidden deep within Zhu Ziling was ignited…
Yang Luobing, already panting from Zhu Ziling's skillful manipulation, kept begging for mercy. Zhu Ziling, however, paid no heed to this, continuing to knead her breasts vigorously, and even sucking on her delicate nipples, biting her two adorable pink nipples repeatedly with his teeth, his wet tongue gliding over the erect nipples. Yang Luobing's body involuntarily arched upwards, allowing Zhu Ziling to take her entire breast into his mouth, his saliva soaking her chest.

Zhu Ziling suddenly spat out his breast, freeing one hand to slide down Yang Luobing's body, reaching into Yin Susu's panties. He immediately touched her hairy genitals, which were already very wet, with copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing from her vulva, wetting her dark, glossy pubic hair. He was overjoyed and quickly pulled down Yang Luobing's panties, spreading her thighs and her delicate vulva. In the center of the pink flesh was a dazzling clitoris. As his fingers moved, parting Yin Susu's tightly closed pink petals, Zhu Ziling could clearly see that her clitoris, already swollen with arousal, trembled violently at the junction of her labia, and the vulva continuously secreted a fragrant virgin scent.

Yang Luobing cried out shyly, "Ziling, don't look! It's so embarrassing!"

Zhu Ziling ignored her and instead parted the tightly closed muscles of her vagina with his fingers, inserting them into her sacred, untouched place amidst Yang Luobing's cries of pain. The surrounding area was a pale, tender pink, warm and tightly closed; the hymen was right there—truly wondrous!

Zhu Ziling's fingers slowly moved in and out of her wet vagina, and Yang Luobing unconsciously arched her buttocks in rhythm, completely lost in the intense pleasure.

Zhu Ziling bent down and frantically sucked on Yang Luobing's virgin fluids. The girl's uncontrollable cries and intense pleasure assaulted her beautiful yet pure body, turning it a deep cherry red. Zhu Ziling

was now extremely excited. He laid Yang Luobing flat on the ground and spread her thighs apart. Then he stripped off his clothes, pulled out his enormous penis, and brought it close to Yang Luobing's vulva. Amidst the intense sexual stimulation, Yang Luobing's entire body began to tremble rhythmically, and she breathed heavily. Feeling the enormous glans approaching her vagina, she felt a surge of panic, even fear. She gripped Zhu Ziling's hand tightly, biting her lower lip hard, her beautiful eyes tightly shut.

The glans reached the vaginal opening, but a virgin's vagina wasn't so easily penetrated.

Zhu Ziling used his left hand to part her vaginal opening, his right hand holding his large penis, aiming it at the entrance, and said to Yang Luobing, "Luobing, I'm going to insert it. Bear with it!"

He then forcefully pushed open her tight vaginal opening. Although Yang Luobing felt pain, she persevered, and Zhu Ziling's large glans finally entered her honeyed cave. The large penis relentlessly pushed in, the surrounding tender flesh as unyielding as an impenetrable wall, tightly enveloping the glans.

The massive penis continued its pounding, finally stopping just before her hymen. Yang Luobing was in excruciating pain; it felt as if a giant, fiery rod had been thrust into her vagina, tearing her apart.

"Ziling, take it out! It hurts too much—it'll tear!" "Luobing, bear with it. It's always like this the first time."

Zhu Ziling thrust in forcefully, his glans slamming into the girl's fragile defenses, tearing away her virginity. Blood splattered like peach blossoms, leaving long streaks on his glans before hitting the end of her vagina.

With each thrust, Yang Luobing let out a piercing scream, her beautiful face contorted in agony, tears streaming from her tightly closed eyes.

Zhu Ziling felt an intense pleasure; his massive penis was tightly enveloped by the virgin's narrow vagina, and the violent trembling within Yang Luobing's vagina constantly caressed his glans, his penis, his entire body, even his soul.

Zhu Ziling began thrusting his large penis in and out, the friction against Yang Luobing's injured vaginal flesh causing her pain. She couldn't help but cry out, "It hurts, Ziling—it hurts inside!"

"Good Luobing, bear with it!" "It hurts, it hurts so much."

"Luobing, it will feel better soon." Zhu Ziling didn't stop; he began thrusting violently. The girl's vagina automatically secreted lubrication, moistening the injured area and lessening her pain.

Gradually, Yang Luobing was immersed in a paradise of pain and itch, involuntarily letting out soft, delicate cries, emitting moans that were both painful and pleasurable.

"Ah! It's so itchy, so painful, so good—"

"Deeper—"

"Ah! Ya! Ouch—Oh! Oh—"

Zhu Ziling's huge penis was deeply inserted, pressing against Yin Susu's flower bud, grinding hard. Her vaginal fluids mixed with her virginity flowed out, dripping onto the ground. Zhu Ziling thrust forcefully, and Yang Luobing cooperated desperately. She had overcome the initial pain and entered a state of pleasure.

Seeing Yang Luobing's dazed expression and writhing body, Zhu Ziling's attacks intensified. Yang Luobing also tasted the sweetness of the penis penetrating deep into her vagina, her thighs tightly clamping around Zhu Ziling, allowing the penis to penetrate even deeper.

Yang Luobing felt a series of explosive sensations from her clitoris; she felt like she was melting. Her vaginal walls spasmed, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out.

Zhu Ziling's glans, deep inside her vagina, felt a burning sensation, and he thrust twice more forcefully, ejaculating a thick stream of semen into her uterus, then pulled his large penis out of her vagina.

Zhu Ziling lay beside Yang Luobing, looking down at her vulva. Her vagina, strained from prolonged penetration, couldn't close completely. A mixture of vaginal fluid and semen flowed out, wetting the opening inside and out. The two tender labia parted and closed, like a thirsty mouth, trembling alluringly. Her dark pubic hair, glossy from the fluid, shone even brighter.

Yang Luobing, experiencing her first sexual pleasure, lay quietly in Zhu Ziling's arms, savoring the moment of tenderness.

Zhu Ziling, meanwhile, played with Yang Luobing's breasts, occasionally pinching her two adorable pink nipples with his fingers.

Yang Luobing said shyly, "Ziling, weren't you done playing around?"

Zhu Ziling laughed and asked in return, "Luobing, did you enjoy being penetrated by my big cock?"

Yang Luobing covered her face in embarrassment and said coquettishly, "You're shameless! How could you say such vulgar things and do such lewd things!" Zhu Ziling

separated Yang Luobing's hands, looked deeply into her eyes, and said, "Here, there is no good or evil, no moral codes, only you and me. We can do whatever we want, and no one can say anything. I can love you properly!"

Yang Luobing's face lit up with joy, and she said, "You're so glib. Actually, you just want me to do 'that' with you!"

"Don't you like it? You say no, but in the end, you still feel so good. Look, you're still wet down there." Zhu Ziling touched Yang Luobing's wet vulva again.

Yang Luobing couldn't argue with Zhu Ziling, so she had no choice but to let him caress her. After this period of caressing and flirting, Zhu Ziling's penis became hard again. He grabbed his large penis and brought it close to Yang Luobing's mouth.

"Luobing, let me show you the taste of your big penis."

Yang Luobing was startled by the enormous thing in front of her. This was Ziling's penis, so thick and strong, a full seventeen or eighteen centimeters long. No wonder she had been in so much pain earlier. At this moment, his penis was covered with Zhu Ziling's semen, her own vaginal fluid, and her virgin blood. Yang Luobing couldn't help but stick out her tongue to lick Zhu Ziling's large penis. Wow, what was this taste like? The smell of Zhu Ziling's urine mixed with the fishy smell of his semen, plus the sweat of both of them, as well as her own vaginal fluid and blood, was nauseating. But Yang Luobing, in order to please Zhu Ziling, still licked it earnestly, and used her small mouth to keep teasing it, licking Zhu Ziling's large penis clean.

Zhu Ziling felt incredibly comfortable being licked by Yang Luobing, and his penis became erect again, even larger and firmer than before. Wanting to penetrate again, he pushed Yang Luobing down. He gently grasped his glans with his hand, guided it to the entrance of Yang Luobing's vagina, and slowly inserted it into her fleshy opening. Zhu Ziling felt his glans and the base of his penis being tightly held by her wet, warm vagina.

Yang Luobing sighed contentedly. Zhu Ziling changed tactics, determined to completely conquer her again in a short time. He withdrew his penis until only the glans remained inside, then thrust it in all at once—a method known as "brute force." He began to thrust forcefully, each time all the way in. She was practically going crazy; her beautiful hair was scattered across her face from the violent shaking, and her hands were clawing at the grass in a mess.
After about a thousand times...
With each thrust, she let out a soft cry: "Ah—ah—ah—ah—" Yang Luobing's melodious cries made Zhu Ziling almost ejaculate, causing her to make rhythmic sounds as he thrust: "Mmm—mmm—mmm—". Her lower body arched slightly in rhythm, making her feel incredibly good. Seeing Yang Luobing so immersed, Zhu Ziling thrust in and out ten more times, finally about to ejaculate.

"Ah—Luobing—ah—I—I can't take it anymore—" A surge of intense, tingling pleasure rushed to Zhu Ziling's lower abdomen, and his hot semen shot into Yang Luobing's body. She was unable to move, her forehead and body were covered in a light sweat, her genitals were wet, her vaginal fluid mixed with some of the semen, creating a beautiful scene. Zhang Cuishan finally couldn't hold back any longer and collapsed on top of Yang Luobing. Yang Luobing was also exhausted from the thrusting, and the two of them, naked, embraced each other, using the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed, and fell into a sweet sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Luobing awoke from the cold. Looking at Zhu Ziling lying on top of her, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She thought: from now on, she could be with Ziling every day like this, no longer caring about the grudges of the martial world, no longer concerned with the distinction between good and evil. Here, it was just her and Ziling. She could have a baby for him, and the whole family could stay happily together. That feeling was wonderful.

Yang Luobing thought about spending her life with him in this desolate valley, through endless years, until death. Her heart was filled with both joy and sorrow. She looked closely at Zhu Ziling, at his naked body, and felt a pang of shame. Thinking back to their earlier lovemaking, it was so embarrassing! Looking at Ziling's penis, now limp and lacking its former power, she remembered how he had fucked her so hard. His penis was truly amazing!

Zhu Ziling also woke up. Looking at the charming Yang Luobing, he was filled with emotion. The beauty in his arms was now completely his, and he would treat her well from now on. Thinking this, he said, "Luobing, let's get married! Right here, with heaven and earth as our witness, let's have our wedding ceremony now!" Yang Luobing said shyly, "Who has a wedding night before the ceremony? Hehe..."

Zhu
Ziling buried his head in her smooth, soft breasts, taking a long, deep breath. He seemed to inhale a faint, intoxicating scent of milk. He absorbed this fragrance into his very being, into his veins, into his soul, connecting it to every nerve, every piece of his flesh, forever and ever. He closed his eyes, his heart pounding, and pressed his lips to the spot closest to her heart, kissing, kissing again, and again.
Yang Luobing, experiencing her first stirrings of love, her inexperienced virginity, was slowly melted by Zhu Ziling's skillful and masterful touch.
Zhu Ziling wanted to breathe his burning breath into her breasts, into her heart, into her soul, to let his breath permeate every corner of her body, seep into her dreams every night, and etch himself into the deepest part of her memory, so that her heartbeat would be in sync with his breath, their breaths synchronized, their longing etched into her very bones. Even if the world changed, even if the heavens and earth turned upside down, she would never forget him, until the end of time.
Overwhelmed by her lover's passionate kisses, Yang Luobing was filled with desire, her high, snowy breasts rising to receive his kisses, caresses, and imprints, her soft little hands gently stroking Zhu Ziling's hair.
In a sweet kiss, Zhu Ziling finally entered Yang Luobing's tender body.
Yang Luobing was struck dumb, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. Her body trembled slightly before softening, a tingling sensation spreading from her lower body throughout her entire being. She couldn't help but let out a sigh-like moan, her arms encircling his neck, her ten fingers threading through Zhu Ziling's fine black hair…
Zhu Ziling's hands grasped her soft, full, snow-white breasts, extending two fingers to pinch the tender, rosy nipple, gently kneading and teasing it. "Luobing, don't be afraid, it will hurt a little at first, but it will pass soon."
Feeling Zhu Ziling's heat and the sweet and spicy sensation of being one with a man for the first time, Yang Luobing couldn't help but moan. Her boneless body, like a pot of ice and snow on a stove, melted little by little under Zhu Ziling's lips and tongue, warm and scalding.
Wave after wave of pleasure surged like the tidal bore of the Qiantang River on the 18th of August, rushing and crashing through every corner of her body, every sensitive nerve ending. One wave crashed against another, surging, colliding, and splashing out towering sprays. Yang Luobing's entire body felt as if it had been churned to pieces by the whirlpool, falling apart piece by piece, rising and falling freely in the waves of passion, drifting with the current.
After a burst of passion, Zhu Ziling held Yang Luobing's delicate body tightly, letting her exquisite jade-like form unfold on the carpet like a snow lotus. Her delicate and beautiful features, her snow-white and soft arms, her smooth and warm shoulders, her full and plump jade-like skin, her fair and radiant complexion, her graceful curves—thinking that such a wonderfully beautiful body had been completely conquered by him, the successor of the Ancient Tomb Sect, the famous Yellow-Clad Sister who was renowned throughout the world of Yitian and the Laughing Swordsman, had thus become the first woman Zhu Ziling had encountered after his transmigration.
Zhu Ziling felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and couldn't help but kiss him deeply again.

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