The Romance of Tang Yin (The Romance of Tang Bohu) 1~18

In Chapter 8 of the first part of the special training,
Bo Hu enters and says, "Little brother, I've missed you so much! You must be so reluctant to part with me too!" As she speaks, she pulls him to the bedside, repeatedly saying, "Let's do it again." Before Bo Hu can explain his purpose, Yan Zi's bound feet hook him onto the bed, and she pounces on him. Bo Hu lets out a scream as his clothes, shoes, and socks fly off him from all sides.

Although Yan Zi's body isn't extremely fat, she is well-fed and clothed, with large breasts and a full bottom. In a moment of desperation, a hungry sheep pounces on a tiger—no, wait, a tiger pounces on a sheep, that's a bit strange—it should be a plump, white sheep pressing down on a frail, small tiger. No wonder Bo Hu howled in pain. Only after they were both naked, Bo Hu climbed on top of her, his soft, pink arms embracing him tightly. She kissed him deeply, calling him "My darling," and Bo Hu felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, finding a unique pleasure in sleeping with this woman.

What was the reason for this? The ancients, who had a deep appreciation for mature women, once commented that women were divided into two categories: those who were beautiful and those who were useful. Those who were beautiful were not necessarily useful, and those who were useful were not necessarily beautiful. A woman who was beautiful should have "three qualities": she should be thin rather than fat, small rather than large, and delicate rather than strong. Therefore, since the Tang Dynasty, the beauties painted on the walls have always been depicted as thin and delicate, like willows swaying in the wind, never as having large breasts and wide hips. Therefore, all the beauties in paintings are truly meant to be viewed, not used.

Conversely, the "useful" women, however, are the exact opposite of the "three suitability" mentioned above: plump rather than thin, large rather than small, full-figured rather than delicate. Why must a useful woman possess these "three suitability"? When a man sleeps on a woman, firstly, she should be as gentle as a thick mattress; secondly, their figures should be similar; and thirdly, she should be able to support him. Sleeping on

a thin woman is like sleeping on a stone or wooden plank bed; after sleeping on her, one's body will ache. How can it compare to a plump woman, warm and soft? Before even beginning penetration, one's body will already feel numb and refreshed. Therefore, plumpness is better than thinness. If one

sleeps with a petite woman, the height difference between the man and woman is too great. If one is close enough, one cannot reach the lower body; if one manages to reach the lower body, one cannot reach the upper body. Doing so is like doing it with a virgin, difficult to achieve a smooth and comfortable experience. How can there be any enjoyment in such a situation? [Note 5] Therefore, those who appreciate mature women know that size is better than size.

The average man weighs at least 70-80 pounds, often over 100. Unless the woman is strong and healthy, how can she bear such weight? When engaging with a delicate woman, one fears to crush her, and can only carefully protect her, unable to fully enjoy the experience. It's impossible to freely and unrestrainedly pursue pleasure and engage in vigorous thrusting. Therefore, strength is better than delicateness.

Generally speaking, these two things are difficult to reconcile. But the beautiful girl Yan Zi was exceptionally blessed. Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but she was also delicate and frail in her youth. Her naturally alluring figure, coupled with the meticulous care of the royal Leopard Chamber, ensured she was plump in all the right places, while her slender waist, swaying gracefully with frequent movements, maintained its beautiful hourglass shape. As soon as Bo Hu lay on top of her, Yan Zi displayed her best features, wrapping her soft, supple arms around his upper body and her delicate legs around his lower body, like a soft, fluffy silk blanket, comfortably and pleasantly enveloping him. It was truly blissful.

Bo Hu's previous lover, the slender and delicate Xiu Hong, was unaware of this pleasure. And the Yan Zi who had been so eager to devour him for the past three days hadn't given him such tenderness. Therefore, this was the first time he had experienced this, and even without lifting a finger, he already felt a tingling sensation throughout his body.

The pleasure she felt made her whip below exceptionally strong and hard, so she thrust her phallus straight into her vulva. Her purplish vulva, stretched wide by the whip over the past three nights, was already quite spacious, so she entered a state of bliss without pain. After only ten thrusts, she hugged Bohu and cried out, "Sweetheart, hurry up! I'm going to come!" Bohu thrust hard about ten times, then heard her cry out again, "Sweetheart, don't move! I'm going to come!" Bohu then pressed the head of his penis against her clitoris, paused for a moment to collect the reward-like vaginal fluid, and after he had come, he resumed his work.

Bo Hu, while penetrating her, asked, "My darling, how come your skills are so poor now? You came after only a few dozen thrusts? Before, when I was with you, it would take at least a while before I could ejaculate."

The beautiful girl replied, "Don't underestimate me. You know I'm the most difficult woman to please. My naturally alluring body means I can start over at any time. Normally, with other men, it would take at least a thousand thrusts to bring me to orgasm. Even then, when I'm about to ejaculate, it takes a lot of effort; it's not something that can be done so easily with just a few thrusts."

Bo Hu said, "I know you have such skills, but why were you so easily satisfied this time? Could it be..." "You're just pretending to lose it, trying to fool me?"

The beautiful purple-clad girl said, "My little darling, this isn't a fake loss to deceive you. There's a reason. Ever since we first met, I've been thinking about your handsome figure and impressive physique. Now that I see you come here yourself, I'm overjoyed, and my lust is burning fiercely. That's why your penis went in, and my vaginal fluid came out without me even realizing it. I lost it myself; it has nothing to do with your thrusting. This is what they call 'absence makes the heart grow fonder.'"

Bo Hu thought to himself, "A few hours is considered a short separation? Does that mean I have to keep your penis inside me all the time? Then this beautiful purple-clad girl is truly extremely lewd." He then asked:

"I see. But I still don't quite understand what you just said. You said that even with thousands of thrusts, it would take a lot of effort to ejaculate, and that's really hard to understand. Could it be that besides penile thrusting, there are other methods of penetration?"

The girl in bright purple said, "The method is just penile thrusting, but you have to add some aphrodisiacs, like making some collision sounds, or saying lewd things to arouse me, and then I'll ejaculate. If you just keep going silently, even if you go all night until dawn, the vaginal fluid won't come."

Bo Hu said, "Fortunately, I... " "He also enjoys lewd sounds to enhance the experience, which is why he managed to make you lose your stamina a few nights ago. But if that's the case, then only a strong, robust, and energetic man could make you lose your stamina. My stamina is so-so, maybe I can handle you. But I wonder what the stamina of the others you've been with is like? Has that Taoist priest Shao ever slept with you?"

The girl in bright purple snorted, "We're both from the Leopard Chamber, how could we not have? His endowment and stamina are top-notch, but unfortunately, that Taoist priest is obsessed with Taoism, and he's particular about health when it comes to sex, he absolutely refuses to say a few intimate lewd words, which makes me very bored; later he even talked about other people's yin..." "Everyone else is made of flesh, but my mother is made of iron; just mentioning her makes me angry."

Bo Hu, sensing something was amiss and that the landlady was getting angry, quickly inserted his divine whip into the iron hole, rubbing it while saying, "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, let's not talk about him anymore. But what about others?"

The beautiful girl in purple said, "Many people tried every possible way to get rid of me, but they couldn't. Even the current emperor's divine dragon body couldn't work at first, so he came up with many ways to arouse my desire, and later it became much easier. Whether it's a thousand thrusts or not, it's just..." "If you're happy, you'll lose it. And those methods are just three things, very easy to do, and very interesting to do."

Bo Hu asked, "What three things are so magical?"

The beautiful girl recited casually, "Seeing spring, reading erotic books, and listening to seductive sounds."

Bo Hu said, "I know about seeing spring and reading erotic books. I've not only seen spring but also drawn them. I've also read erotic books, and I'm even thinking of writing one myself. Indeed, both are interesting things. As for 'listening to seductive sounds,' I've never written about it, and I can't even explain the title. May I ask, sister, what does 'listening to seductive sounds' mean?"

Speaking of which, it really makes sense. Indeed, to do something well, one must first have the right tools. Thinking about implementing the Yuan Yin Bagua strategy, when I'm about to train those virgins in their secluded chambers, I should prepare a set of erotic paintings to enhance the experience. Fortunately, I'm skilled in both calligraphy and painting, and with the practice I've had these past few days, I have a deep understanding of the art of male-female intercourse. I'll paint a set when I get back.

The beautiful purple-clad girl replied, "I have always loved listening to others do things; it arouses my lust. When I was with the Emperor in the Leopard Chamber, I deliberately made him go to other palace maids first, watching him make a lot of noise and go at a great pace, so that the palace maids would moan and groan with uncontrollable pleasure. When I heard this, I stepped forward and took his place, stuffing my dragon inside him. I let the Emperor use his 'dragon' between his legs quickly, violently, and wildly, without any rules, just pure wildness. This kind of thing not only makes one's heart flutter faster..." "Life is so good, even my heart is filled with joy, and I'll be overjoyed after just a few hundred strokes. This method is more interesting than watching spring scenes or reading erotic books. It's just a pity that there are too many harlots in the palace, and the Emperor can't take care of them all. So, I have asked the Emperor to grant me permission to be sent to the Yangzhou branch of the Music Bureau, so that I will have more opportunities to experience the skills of other men."

Bohu said, "This kind of discussion is quite interesting. From what you've said, Sister, do you often encounter men here who can take on two men at once, making you fascinated?"

The girl in bright purple chuckled. She laughed, "Ordinary men can't always take on two men at once, and besides, why would there be such a need in this brothel? If you find a suitable, strong man, you can go with him to the sisters' room where they're entertaining customers, and watch the live sex show through a specially set up secret door. If you get interested, you can go to the side and do it yourself. It's quite enjoyable!"

Bo Hu asked suspiciously, "So, sister, you..."

The beautiful woman with purple hair extended her slender finger and tapped Bo Hu's forehead, saying, "Isn't it all because of you, you rascal?" "Seeing you showing off so much at Xiu Hong's place, while I haven't been able to find anyone decent to work with for a while, has really made me anxious. Finally, I had to swallow my pride and act like a boss to get you here for three days of fun. I've really gone to great lengths for you."

Bo Hu was deeply moved by this, and he continued his deep flattery, abandoning all semblance of strategy and engaging in wild, unrestrained thrusting. He pumped and pounded hundreds of times, experiencing pleasure from her vagina to his heart, and they fucked each other for a while. Yan Zi, having spoken so intimately to him, was also aroused, constantly calling him "darling" and "baby." This time, his thrusts caused Yan Zi's vagina to overflow with lustful fluids.

Seeing the surging flow, Bo Hu reached for a handkerchief to wipe her dry before continuing. However, Yan Zi snatched the handkerchief from his hand, not allowing him to wipe himself. Seeing that Yanzi refused to wipe herself, Bohu immediately realized that the more lustful fluids she produced during intercourse, the louder the sounds of thrusting and colliding would be. Yanzi loved this sound, so he let her flow freely, ignoring the fact that she was completely immersed in it. This only made the sounds of their thrusting even louder. After

a while of this, Yanzi's hands and feet grew cold. She hugged Bohu tightly and said, "Sweetheart, I'm going to lose it." Then she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, passing out. She only awoke after an incense stick's time. Holding Bohu, she said, "Sweetheart, you've made me lose it. Your energy is indeed as good as your writing; both should be top-tier."

Seeing that it was getting dark, they dressed, and the maids brought out wine and food. Yanzi had a very high alcohol tolerance, comparable to Bohu. They played drinking games and drank heartily. Bo Hu's lustful eyes kept darting between the two pretty maids serving him. Both were around seventeen or eighteen years old, quite attractive, and appeared to have already lost their virginity. The two seductive girls' pretty eyes also stole glances at the handsome face of the dashing scholar, and their charming faces would occasionally bloom with bright pink blushes.

==To be continued==
Tang Yin's Romance - Part 1 Special Training 9-Hand Combo

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Bo Hu, emboldened by the wine, asked, "I wonder if you've ever had these two maids help you entertain?"

Yan Zi replied, "No, not yet." Emboldened by the wine, she continued, "Let me arrange for them to have a grand gathering now. One extraordinary man, three beautiful women, all of them will take off their clothes and do their bidding, each displaying their unique skills."

Bo Hu was overjoyed and said, "Sister is right, this gathering is a must."

He then instructed his two pretty maids, Bi Zhen and Bicui, to bring two chairs and have them remove all their clothes, sitting on either side of Bo Hu to entertain him. This Yan Hong girl was usually very strict with her subordinates, and the maids dared not disobey her orders, so even though it was such a shameful matter, they could only shyly remove their clothes, revealing their two white bodies. Bo Hu, taking advantage of the situation, groped the maids' breasts and genitals, like a butterfly seeking flowers and a bee searching for honey, thoroughly enjoying himself. The two pretty maids, however, were extremely shy, moaning softly and constantly trying to hide themselves. This amused Yan Zi, a girl watching from the side.

Yan Zi then had Bi Zhen bring out her many erotic paintings and place them on the desk for later perusal. At the same time, she and Bo Hu removed their clothes, and Bi Zhen and Bicui each offered Bo Hu a toast. The wine made their cheeks flush even more, making them even more adorable. Bo Hu, meanwhile, had already raised his whip, ready to teach the two maids a lesson and make them behave properly instead of hiding.

The girl named Yanzi said she wanted to play a drinking game with Bohu. If Yanzi won, Bohu would have to find a position to have sex with Bicui in the spring-like atmosphere. If Bohu won, Bicui would have to find a position to have sex with him. Bohu thought to himself, "No matter what, I'm going to have sex with a pretty maid." He was secretly pleased, but he kept saying, "Whether I win or lose, I'm the one doing the hard work." But he couldn't wait to start playing the drinking game.

Bohu won the first round. He quickly went to the table and flipped over to find a position like "taking fire from across the mountain." He told Bicui to bend over, hold onto the chair, and raise her soft, white, plump buttocks high. Bohu looked at her vulva with a few sparse pubic hairs, and between her thighs were two soft, tender white labia. Between the thick labia was a thin slit, and at the far end of the shallow slit, a tender red clitoris was faintly visible. Bo Hu parted her labia with his fingers, revealing a deep red flesh inside, glistening with droplets of fluid. A gentle touch revealed her arousal. Bi Cui blushed shyly, moaning softly, "Mmm! Mmm!"

He then raised his Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip, without using any internal energy, first gently caressing her labia with the tiger's head and leopard's tip, then thrusting in. He felt the tight, slippery, and warm sensation inside, a jolt of pleasure flowing from his glans to his lower abdomen. Bi Cui felt a sharp pain in her vagina, followed by a tingling itch, causing her thighs to sway slightly.

Bo Hu thrust the fiery whip rapidly, and in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Bi Cui was already dripping with lustful fluids, her thighs slippery and unable to withstand the power of this peerless whip. Suddenly, Bi Cui tightly embraced the chair in front of her with her jade arms, her supple waist trembling, her jade thighs swaying rapidly, her delicate body shaking, and she let out a series of feigned moans. Hot, flowing vaginal fluids gushed from her vulva, scalding his glans, which Bo Hu then took away.

Just as he withdrew the whip from Bi Cui's vagina, a slender jade hand snatched it away from her. Yan Zi said urgently, "I forgot to mention earlier, if you do it with the maid once, you have to do it with the mistress once in the same way." Bo Hu chuckled, not bothering to argue, and took the Overlord Whip, inserting it into her vagina between her bent buttocks. The live sex show, with its sights of spring and sounds of passion, was indeed a great way to enhance the experience. After Bohu penetrated Yanzi's previously difficult-to-penetrate "iron hole," he thrust wildly, and she climaxed in less than the time it takes for an incense

stick to burn. Yanzi, helped back to her seat by Bizhen, calmed herself down a bit and then wanted to drink and play drinking games with Bohu again. This time, Bohu deliberately lost, and Bizhen cheered and skipped to the table, casually picked up a candle with upside-down flames, and came back to press herself against Bohu. It wasn't that Bizhen was more promiscuous than Bohu, since they were both maids, but the effect of seeing and hearing the sounds of spring was actually the same for everyone.

Bo Hu reached out and played with Bi Zhen's pink buttocks and jade thighs, his hand slipping inside her crotch. His fingers parted her labia, revealing tender, red flesh already wet and sticky. Then Bi Zhen swayed her smooth, delicate body, arching her legs and straddling Bo Hu's waist. She spread her legs as wide as possible, then used her slender fingers to part her labia, revealing a narrow opening that instantly became a fleshy cave. With a "whoosh!", Bo Hu's erect penis was inserted into her vagina.

Bi Zhen swayed her body, and the penis inserted between her legs began to move in and out. When she sat down, the burning glans penetrated deeply, its tip striking her clitoris, involuntarily arousing a bewildered, alluring state. Her fair, tender body trembled with each rise and fall. Bo Hu stroked her delicate legs with one hand, while with the other, he grasped her small, exquisite lotus-like breasts, playing with them gently.

Sticky, lustful fluids flowed continuously from Bi Zhen's crotch, splashing onto Bo Hu's pubic hair and hips. Bo Hu gently pushed Bi Zhen away, watching with amusement as his penis entered and exited her vagina. Bi Zhen, lost in a blissful trance, saw Bo Hu smilingly watching their joined bodies, and her face flushed crimson, radiating seductive allure.

She breathed softly. She kept calling him "Master" and "Dear Brother," and after a while, she said, "It's coming out!" Then, her jade-like buttocks swayed, her body suddenly pressing down and pulling, letting out a soft cry. Her delicate, snow-white body pounced on Bohu, her jade arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her pink legs clamped together, and her jade buttocks thrusting downwards, a stream of vaginal fluid gushing out. Bohu also lifted his lower abdomen, his penis erect, collecting the vaginal fluid.

When Bizhen got up, the girl in bright purple silently sat heavily on Bohu's lap. This crushing attack made Bohu cry out in pain again. Without hesitation, and with practiced ease, she vividly and profusely replicated the inverted candle ritual.

These two beautiful maids, indeed young and inexperienced, collapsed after only two rounds of drinking games. Not from being drunk, but from being overwhelmed by Bo Hu's fierce whipping. Perhaps it could be considered a form of intoxication, as the two young women were both intoxicated by the passionate desires of this amorous and handsome young man. Bo Hu, amidst the thrusting and withdrawing of the beauties' jade orifices, also experienced slight fluctuations in his energy, releasing a small amount of yang essence like gleaming silver. He even performed the Thirteen Meridians starting position three times to revitalize his yang.

Bo Hu's yang essence was released three times after three rounds of wine, and his yin essence was released five times after five meals with the beauties. After a satisfying meal, the useless maids withdrew, and, still emboldened by the wine, Bo Hu went to bed with them. Tang Bohu was preoccupied with his own thoughts. Every time he finished a section and wanted to discuss his brilliant idea, Yanzi would interject, "Let's do it again." After three or four such "doings," he finally heard Yanzi let out a long, satisfied sigh before dawn. Only then did he have the opportunity to report his idea to Steward Li.

Tang Bohu wanted to compile his records of his philandering at the Leopard House into a "Secret Manual of Love and Lust." This required the approval of the Leopard House's manager, as well as manpower to help transcribe the manual and sell it in Yangzhou's brothels. This had several advantages: firstly, it would earn him some money; secondly, it would allow the Imperial Music Bureau to obtain information about Yangzhou's entertainment district; and thirdly, if the manual was attributed to Tang Bohu, it would likely reach the ears of Prince Ning, who would consider his behavior improper and an affront to the authority of Prince Ning's court, perhaps leading to his expulsion from the den of thieves.

The beautiful young lady indeed thought the idea was excellent. However, the key reason she agreed was that these secret manuals could also be considered her favorite erotic books. Moreover, the one who proposed this plan was none other than her most beloved bedmate and tyrannical scholar, the top scholar. She also agreed to use the manpower of the Yangzhou branch of the Jiaofangsi (a type of brothel) to fully support the project. Whenever Bohu completed a brothel report, he would summon literate girls to help him write multiple copies for sale. Later, they discovered that the demand was so great that supply could not meet demand, so they recruited some young scholars to do odd jobs and earn some pocket money.

So the following night, Bohu began his arduous journey through the brothels of Yangzhou. The delicate, seemingly harmless girls' martial arts skills were no match for Tang Jieyuan's unparalleled shrewdness. He went from brothel to brothel, taking down women one by one. Even when encountering fellow brothel members, they tacitly agreed to stop short of a full-blown battle, allowing Bohu more opportunities to enjoy the beauties. For every brothel Bohu visited, he meticulously documented two lists of beauties—one overt and one covert—using his eloquent pen. Thus, news of Bohu's descent into prostitution spread like wildfire.

With the full support of the beautiful girl Yan Zi, the beauties' lists of each brothel Bohu visited were published almost daily, updated at an incredibly rapid pace, thanks to the large number of writers available. Interestingly, the girls from the brothel would always blush and rush to relieve themselves and change after copying these "beauty catalogs." Why was this? It turned out the contents of the catalogs were so erotic and captivating that these experienced women, well-versed in such pleasures, would all have their crotches soaked afterward.

However, the young scholars who had been summoned for help, all full of youthful vigor, would also leave, bent over and trying to conceal their undressing after copying [Note 5]. Those less fortunate would have their crotches completely wet; luckily, they were all wearing trousers, otherwise, even birds in the sky might have been shot down [Note 6]. What exactly did these "beauty catalogs" look like, and how could they be so potent?

This book, titled "A Compendium of Beauties Across the Land," was signed "Tang Bohu, Guest of Prince Ning's Mansion." It described the girls of the brothels as beautiful, with excellent figures, skilled in dressing, and highly talented, and even included elegant poems in response to Tang Bohu's own poems. Therefore, any girl listed in the compendium instantly became ten times more valuable. Scholars, wealthy merchants, and those who dabbled in culture all loved to join in the fun, while the common people flocked to see the famous courtesans and witness their talents. This book was truly more effective than any street advertisement. Because it featured renowned figures discussing the most fashionable women's clothing, attire, and talents, it later became popular not only with men but also with young women and married women who used it as a guide to ladies' fashion. It swept the country. However, a secret "Secret Records of Flower Picking: A Compendium of Beauties" was not to be openly discussed. Its contents described the measurements, vaginal quality, bedroom skills, orgasmic allure, moaning habits, and even the techniques needed to penetrate the flower's core—things only learned after sleeping with the woman. Its brilliance lay in its skillful use of language to conceal flaws and glorify virtues; all imperfections became beautiful flaws, and all good qualities were described as exceptionally good. Therefore, those listed on the secret list became incredibly valuable, their homes bustling with customers, and many lustful men wanted to try them out and see if the secret list was true.

The surreptitious copy even bore the words "Limited" and "Confidential" in vermilion, signed "Ling Linqi, Secret Agent of the Leopard Chamber." One glance was enough to tell it was a top-secret document, the work of an expert, and written with the elegant style of a renowned author, ensuring its high credibility. Therefore, it was even more sought-after and popular than the overt "Complete Collection of Beauties."

An even better selling point was that the overt and surreptitious copies were sold as a set, with a discount, and the publication overseen by the Imperial Music Bureau provided official quality assurance. Many men with a penchant for romance bought the complete set; the overt copy was given to their lovers as a guide to fashionable ladies, while the surreptitious copy was kept for personal use.

Those playboys and lecherous men who loved brothels treasured this secret manual, often selling out quickly. Once it went out of print, the black market price skyrocketed. Some wealthy men were willing to pay any price for it. This allowed the Imperial Music Bureau to make a truly profitable business with minimal investment. Bo Hu and the elegant steward split the writing fee equally, making it a side income [Note 2].

By this time, these two versions of the "Beauty Compendium," one explicit and one implicit, had become the bible for philandering and womanizing in the Jiangnan region. They were so popular that copies were in high demand [Note 1] and piracy was rampant. Unfortunately, neither version of the "Beauty Compendium" lasted more than a month before disappearing without a trace. Some say that the author of the explicit version was summoned for a meeting by the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Eastern and Western Depots and dared not continue writing; others say that the author of the implicit version was castrated and sent to the palace to become a eunuch. In any case, this once-popular and sensational "Beauty Compendium" vanished like a fleeting flower, with no sequel. From then on, seasoned veterans of the pleasure quarters, whenever they mentioned these two unfinished masterpieces, would grit their teeth, clutch their chests, and sigh in despair, lamenting their wasted potential. Some even shed tears of sorrow—but that's another story [Note 7].

Bo Hu, with the Leopard House footing the bill every night, would roam freely among the brothels. After enjoying the free services, he would even host a grand midnight storytelling event in the brothel's main hall. He would invite the most accomplished men of the pleasure quarters to offer their refined opinions, detailing their impressions of the beauties in the brothel and expressing their personal feelings about their immersion in this land of gentle pleasures. This player-referee dynamic was essentially a preview of the brothels listed in the official brothel register, delivered through Bo Hu's witty remarks. His banter was interspersed with risqué jokes intended for the hidden register, often eliciting knowing smiles from the lewd crowd and captivating them. As a result, the brothels Bo Hu chose to visit were always bustling and lively at midnight.

In the midnight storytelling venues, the famous courtesans who had accompanied Bo Hu that night sat on both sides, their cheeks flushed and their smiles radiating sexual satisfaction. They listened to his stories with adoration, their expressions shifting between smugness and smugness when he spoke of themselves. The audience not only had something to hear but also something to see. With a handful of spiced melon seeds and a cup of hot tea in hand, they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. When the performance ended, everyone would shout with delight, and tips and rewards would jingle incessantly [Note 3]. Since Bo

Hu published his "List of Beauties in the Dark and Bright World" and the accompanying commentary on "Friendship Wave," he had become famous in the brothel world. At this time, Bo Hu was not only known as the number one courtesan in the north and south of the country but had also become the number one talker in the brothel world. Whenever someone was about to visit a brothel, the brothel would treat them like a state guest, laying out a red carpet at the entrance, with the madam greeting them at the door, and prostitutes and their clients lined up on both sides in red shirts and red skirts. The joyous and celebratory atmosphere was such that even the emperor wouldn't have received such a grand reception [Note 4]. After the night, before leaving the brothel in style, if the prostitute and madam had been flattered that night, they would even slip him a large red envelope.

Bo Hu's ostentatious display of romanticism and literary talent had another purpose: to make a grand spectacle of himself, to incite envy among the other members of the Prince Ning's household about his good fortune, so that they would report him to the Prince Ning, making him think that he had become a pervert. All these obscene and disgraceful behaviors, and his wanton flirting in the brothels, would damage the reputation of the Prince Ning's household.

These outrageous acts soon reached Prince Ning's ears. At first, Prince Ning didn't quite believe it, but after seeing Ming's list of beauties, he felt it was a pity that such a talented writer wasn't used to praise the prince, but instead to glorify those courtesans who were ridden and slept with by thousands. Seeing An's list of beauties, he was even more disapproving. How could such a secret of the Qinhuai River's pleasure quarters, known only to the prince, be so casually revealed? This enraged him, and he began to consider expelling him from the palace.

After

a night of intense fighting with the head eunuch Yan Zi, Bo Hu awoke late the next morning, exhausted from his encounters with the three beauties. He stumbled back to Xiu Hong's quarters the following morning, only to find the two charming beauties, Xiu Hong and Chuan Hong, already waiting there for quite some time.

The two sisters, who looked alike, had completely different expressions. Chuan Hong, upon seeing Bo Hu, beamed with joy, like a parched land receiving rain, her smile as radiant as a spring flower in full bloom. She quickly stepped forward to greet him with a deep bow. Xiu Hong, on the other hand, stood there silently, her almond-shaped eyes wide, her eyebrows raised, and her lips pursed, her face a picture of jealousy and resentment.

Upon seeing the two, Bo Hu first returned Chuan Hong's greeting, then awkwardly greeted Xiu Hong,

"Sister, how was your morning?"

"How could I not? We sisters had a very pleasant morning, chatting happily!" Xiu Hong replied curtly.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Chuan Hong hurriedly asked Xiu Hong, "Sister, what's wrong? Brother Bo Hu was only a little late, don't be angry with him!"

Huh! How come yesterday she was acting like a young master, and overnight she's become Brother Bo Hu, and even so devoted to him? It turned out that Chuanhong had always had a good impression of Bohu, but she had misunderstood him before. Now that the misunderstanding had been cleared up, and since he called her cousin "sister," she, as his younger sister, could naturally follow suit and call him "brother."

Xiuhong pulled Chuanhong aside and whispered something in her ear. No one knew what she was saying, but Chuanhong's face flushed red, and she said shyly in a coquettish voice, "A man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth is wasting his life. It's understandable that Brother Bohu would have some fun in the world of courtesans."

Xiuhong wasn't actually jealous of him. At this moment, she had the intention of bringing Chuanhong and Bohu together. On the one hand, she hoped that Bohu would perform better in front of Chuanhong, and on the other hand, she also wanted to help Chuanhong tame her husband. So she pretended to be jealous. However, seeing how open-minded her cousin was and how magnanimous she was towards Bohu, she couldn't help but sigh and stopped caring.

Bo Hu hurriedly began his painting lesson with a smile. Thanks to his first-rate painting skills and keen sense of beauty, even on only the second day of practice, the painting on Xiu Hong's face was quite impressive. Seeing that he could actually do such a job, the scholar's arrogance inevitably resurfaced, as if nothing in the world could stump him.

The young lady admired Bo Hu's quick wit and ability to master a skill so easily. However, she wanted to curb his arrogance, so she smiled and said, "When we young ladies go to school, we apply powder and draw eyebrows in front of a bronze mirror. If you're so capable, why don't you practice applying makeup to your own face in front of the mirror?"

Provoked by her, Bo Hu insisted on trying it on his own face. Sure enough, skill takes time. After changing locations and angles, he became clumsy and hesitant. It took him quite a while to finally finish. He painted cherry lips and peach cheeks on his fair face and added delicate eyebrows, making him even more beautiful than the daughters of wealthy families. However, he was still wearing the same scholar's robe, which looked quite incongruous.

When Chuanhong saw Bohu's beautiful appearance after he was born, she was first surprised, then, seeing his androgynous appearance, she burst into laughter, clapping and laughing with delight, displaying her lively and cheerful nature. Xiuhong, seeing her sister Chuanhong's long-absent joy, felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but smile gently like a warm breeze. Bohu, seeing these two beautiful sisters, one graceful and the other serene, felt a surge of joy even without physical intimacy, despite the lack of physical contact.

Bo Hu looked at himself in the mirror for a while. Although he wasn't as beautiful as someone else's face, he looked quite natural. Satisfied, he was about to wash it off when Chuan Hong, a mischievous girl, suddenly stopped him and said,

"It's rare that the painting is finished and you look so beautiful. It's just a pity that your hair and clothes don't look right. Why don't you let me style your hair in the most fashionable way, and then have a maid go out and borrow a dress that fits Bo Hu's figure? Let us see how stunningly beautiful you are as a female impersonator."

Seeing the charming girl's high spirits, Bo Hu went along with her wishes and sat down to enjoy her delicate hands stroking and combing his head. Although this girl, Chuan Hong, was a courtesan in the brothel, she was not like a typical lady from a wealthy family. There were no rules about men and women not touching each other. The madam still made her learn some skills to serve men. Massage and kneading skills were also one of this courtesan's strengths, especially the massage skills for the head, neck, and shoulders that did not involve men and women. However, she had not met a man she liked, so she usually used this skill to serve and please the madam and had not had the opportunity to use it on other men.

After Chuanhong untied Bohu's hair, she didn't rush to comb it. Instead, she gently pressed and kneaded his scalp with her ten jade-like fingers. Her delicate hands seemed to possess the power to rejuvenate the world. With just a gentle touch, Bohu felt as comfortable as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, completely forgetting the fatigue from yesterday's encounters with three beauties. His whole body relaxed, and he wanted to lie down and sleep.

After a while, Chuanhong took a comb and carefully combed Bohu's hair, making each strand neat. Then she styled his hair into a fashionable "fallen horse" bun. She then asked Xiuhong for a hairpin. Xiuhong, who had been sitting to the side, had been watching the two of them play their innocent game with loving eyes. Just as she was about to get up to fetch a gold hairpin, Bohu quickly stopped her, asking her to bring the sandalwood treasure chest that she had left with her the day before.

Bo Hu gave the key to Xiu Hong and asked her to open the box. As soon as the lid was opened, it was dazzlingly bright and filled with precious jewelry belonging to imperial concubines. Xiu Hong excitedly rummaged through it, praising the beauty of the chains and the exquisite details of the hairpins—all styles she had never seen before. Xiu Hong, knowing it was a gift from Yan Zi to Bo Hu, said sourly,

"Yan Zi is really generous to you, giving you such a grand gift. No wonder you stayed with her last night."

Bo Hu, fearing Xiu Hong would press the matter further, quickly laughed it off, saying, "It's for a mission." Xiu Hong, realizing it was confidential, dared not pursue the matter further. The maid, Chuan Hong, was still captivated by the beauty of the jewels and jewelry, oblivious to the conversation between the two. It took her a while to snap out of her reverie. She quickly picked out a purple-gold phoenix hairpin and fastened it for Bo Hu, then told him to rise and change into the clothes borrowed from the maid.

What an absolutely stunning beauty! The two sisters, usually quite confident in their own looks, were utterly dumbfounded upon seeing Bo Hu's beautiful appearance, no less striking than their own

. They were almost consumed by jealousy; how could Heaven have bestowed such good looks upon a man? Bo Hu, dressed in the borrowed women's clothing, turned and gracefully bowed to the two young ladies. This bow was composed and unhurried, displaying the air of a noblewoman trained in a prestigious family. However, the greeting he uttered was rather coarse and unnatural.

Miss Chuanhong found his appearance increasingly amusing, saying he was even more feminine than the male actors playing female roles in plays. She then insisted that Bohu learn the opera and female lead singing styles she had practiced at the brothel.

Although opera singing wasn't part of the plan, Miss Chuanhong, seeing her dear cousin in such high spirits and enjoying her rare moment of liveliness, let her continue. After all, Bohu was naturally intelligent and quick to learn, requiring little training.

As for the remaining training in the ways of the prostitute, this top scholar was truly flexible and adaptable. Thinking about it made her blush. To be honest, this charming fellow was truly flexible with his head and crotch, even willing to become a gigolo for a courtesan and earn such a generous reward. He must have already mastered the essence of the prostitute's spirit, so the specific training in that area was unnecessary.

The so-called "spirit of the prostitute" specifically refers to the use of torture and discipline, such as binding, whipping, and dripping candles, to force new novice prostitutes into submission. "Love to Death, Sisters" is the name of this training method [Note 1]. While Xiu Hong's indulgence of these two innocent children spared Bo Hu immediate physical pain, it also prevented him from learning more assertive techniques in the bedroom. However, every loss has its gain; it also honed his exquisite cross-dressing skills. Readers with a penchant for sadomasochism must be gritting their teeth and pounding their chests in frustration at this point, hating Xiu Hong's irresponsible indulgence. They wish they could use the "Jian E Method" to start over [Note 2], or properly bind and discipline her to vent their anger. However, what's done is done, and there's nothing they can do.

Enough of the digression, let's return to how Tang Yin performed this play. Bo Hu was born with feminine features; not only was he handsome, but his voice also had a clear, childlike quality. Normally, to project a masculine air, he would lower his voice and speak in a hoarse tone. So, asking him to force a feminine accent wasn't too difficult. Furthermore, with Chuan Hong guiding him with intonation and rhythm, his speech sounded like that of a female opera singer, each word precise and elegant, even more pleasing to the ear than that of an ordinary woman.

Next came the opera performance. Tang Yin, a talented scholar from Jiangnan, was proficient in the four arts of music, chess, painting, and calligraphy, and was also skilled in poetry and prose. Therefore, he was quite familiar with the art of vocal music. He sang a complete section of "The Romance of the Western Chamber" featuring Hong Niang, line by line. After he finished, even Xiu Hong, who was watching from the side, cheered and applauded. The maids who had been eavesdropping outside the door couldn't help but clap their hands.

Then, Chuan Hong had to teach him the steps of a female character on stage, with her graceful movements and swaying hips. This was a bit difficult for the usually lazy Tang Yin. At first, he was hesitant and clumsy, unable to move his hands and feet properly. It took him many tries to get the hang of it. Later, when practicing the waist twisting movements, thanks to his recent practice in bed, his movements were very smooth and natural, even more agile than those of ordinary female impersonators. His cheap opera teacher, Chuan Hong, praised him as a genius, beaming with the joy of teaching the world's finest talent. Time

flew by again, and the short-lived pimp from the brothel came to urge him on.

Bo Hu took off the purple-gold phoenix hairpin from his hair, presented it to Chuan Hong with both hands, and bowed, saying, "Thank you so much, Master Chuan Hong, for your painstaking teaching of opera. It has been truly refreshing and rewarding. My gratitude is deeply etched in my heart. I have no way to repay you, so please accept this hairpin as a small token of my appreciation."

Chuan Hong had spent a long time rummaging through the sandalwood earlier, precisely because she saw this exquisite hairpin and liked it very much. She had then picked it up for Bo Hu to see, and indeed, it was the perfect finishing touch, making him look extremely beautiful. Now that Bohu said he wanted to give it to her, Chuanhong was overjoyed, but hesitated for a long time, worried that it was too valuable.

The maid Xiuhong, seeing her sister's dilemma, knew that Bohu wanted to please his dear cousin, and that the gold hairpin was a suitable token of their love. So she strongly urged her to accept it. This wasn't the first time Chuanhong had received gifts from men, but this time, she was genuinely delighted.

Before leaving, Bohu, dressed in women's clothing, jokingly curtsied to Chuanhong and said goodbye, "Disciple respectfully sees off Master Chuanhong."

Chuanhong turned back and smiled sweetly, "My dear disciple, you must practice hard."

Bohu added, "Disciple will obey Master's orders."

But little did Chuanhong know that Bohu's intensive training meant he had no time for more practice; he could only practice hip-swaying movements on other women's beds during nighttime training.

Over the next few days, Bo Hu ostensibly underwent special training in beauty, aesthetics, and the spirit of a courtesan during the day, but he actually enjoyed flirting and chatting alone with the virgin courtesan. His so-called nightly "training" involved visiting different brothels in rotation, only returning to his VIP room at the Prince Ning's mansion after midnight for a good night's sleep—truly a carefree existence.

The reader might be curious: Bo Hu became such a lecherous scoundrel at night—oh, no, no, no, he should be called a lecherous whipper—why did he leave the courtesan alone during the day? There are several reasons for this.

Firstly, the cost of losing a courtesan's virginity is substantial, especially for top-tier courtesans like Chuan Hong, which can easily cost hundreds to thousands of taels of silver. Bo Hu simply doesn't have that kind of money. Secondly, while Leopard House is willing to pay for Bo Hu to train in various brothels, they haven't offered to cover this expense.

One might ask, given Bo Hu's skill, what difficulty would it be for him to secretly have sex with her if it was consensual? This seems plausible, but it underestimates the cunning of the brothel madam. Since a courtesan's virginity is so precious, wouldn't the madam meticulously inspect her every time she returns from her brothel, checking for any missing hairs? If she discovers her virginity has been stolen, wouldn't she immediately confront her, creating a scandal and extorting money? Bo Hu, of course, wouldn't shoot himself in the foot by handing over a ready-made honey trap.

Secondly, Bo Hu had no brothers, sisters, or other female relatives since childhood. Over the past ten days, he had been deeply moved by the sincere care shown to him by two young women, first Xiu Hong, and then Chuan Hong. Compared to other courtesans who, upon seeing him, acted as if they were a large piece of meat, eager to devour him immediately, the intense lust he felt with Chuan Hong was worlds apart from the relaxed warmth he experienced. Whenever the passion subsided, Bo Hu would yearn for Chuan Hong's gentle tenderness and couldn't wait to return to talk and laugh with Xiu Hong and Chuan Hong. Rather than saying Bo Hu considered Chuan Hong a lover, it would be more accurate to say he gradually came to regard Xiu Hong and Chuan Hong as his sisters. Therefore, it's natural that he wouldn't make a move.

The third reason is somewhat complex and requires a clear explanation of its causes and consequences.

Previously, it was mentioned that Xiu Hong intended to pair Bo Hu and Chuan Hong together, hoping that Bo Hu could help Chuan Hong escape her predicament. Therefore, after some time, Xiu Hong saw that the two were getting along quite well, and in order to create opportunities for them to get closer, she would often leave on some pretext so that Bo Hu and Chuan Hong could have time alone.

On this day, when Bo Hu saw that Xiu Hong had left, he began to use his sweet talk to charm the young girl.

Although Miss Chuanhong didn't possess the worldly experience and sophisticated elegance of Xiuhong, her youthful vivacity and innocent naiveté were endearing. Especially her cherry-like lips; usually reserved in her own courtyard, she maintained a cool and aloof demeanor due to her inner turmoil. But now, with her only relative, her cousin, and Tang Bohu, her unrequited idol and fellow sufferer of the same wicked king, they became quite familiar. Her little mouth began to chatter incessantly. Bohu, finding her adorable, enjoyed playfully teasing her. If he went too far, she would blush and reluctantly pout, but a little teasing would bring her back to her usual self. Thus, the two quickly became acquainted and got along quite well; Chuanhong was like the girl next door.

Bo Hu had a good impression of Chuan Hong, but he didn't know what kind of feelings this pretty girl had for him. He wondered if confessing his feelings would result in the classic line, "You're a good person..." or "I see you as a brother," or "I already have someone in my heart." If that happened, things would really get complicated. So Bo Hu started like this:

"Miss Chuan Hong, you look to me only fifteen or sixteen years old, right?"
"Hmm, don't talk nonsense, I'm almost eighteen!"

"An eighteen-year-old girl is like a flower, Miss Chuan Hong, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"You're too good at talking, I can't compare to Sister Xiu Hong."

"That's not necessarily true. Although Sister Xiu Hong is beautiful, she seems a bit older, while you are youthful and lively, and you're pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at you."
"Hmph! Men are all fickle."
Although she was cursing, her pretty face was already beaming with joy.

"This...where did you get this idea?"
"Hmph, you slept with Sister Xiuhong, and now you're trying to change things up with me? What else could it be but fickleness? Am I wrong to call you out on something else?"

Bohu didn't want to dwell on the bed issue, but instead wanted to get information about his importance in Chuanhong's heart, so he changed the subject and asked:

"With your beauty and talent, you must have one or two confidants in the brothel, right?"

Upon hearing this question, the sunny girl's face darkened, as if covered by a dark cloud, revealing the third reason why Bohu couldn't make a move.

Years ago, persecuted by the treacherous king's henchmen, Chuan Hong's family was destroyed, and she was sold into prostitution at the young age of sixteen. Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but she was also highly learned, a true talent. After training, her talent for singing and dancing was discovered, so the madam saw her as a rare and valuable courtesan, not forcing her into prostitution, but allowing her to choose her own suitable husband in the world of courtesans. Although she lived in the brothel, she remained chaste and rarely smiled. Because of her high standards and discerning eye, she considered everyone who frequented her establishment as vulgar, with none worthy of her lifelong commitment. Thus, she remains unmarried to this day.

Bo Hu asked curiously, "Are all those who frequent your brothel ordinary people? Are there no refined individuals at all?"

Chuan Hong sighed, "There are indeed some high-ranking officials and people with some literary talent, but in the end,

they all gave up when faced with difficulties." She continued, saying that she had always felt her father and uncle had been wronged and wanted to seek justice for them. Therefore, although many high-ranking officials had admired her singing talent and wanted to redeem her, they all backed down when they heard the additional requirement that would offend Prince Ning.

Now, she was placing her hopes on this newly appointed top scholar, hoping that one day he would pass the imperial examination and reach the emperor's ears to seek justice for her father. If her father could be exonerated, she was willing to repay this kindness by offering herself as a slave or maid.

After listening, Bo Hu said with a heavy heart, "The Prince of Ning's power is now at its zenith, and your father's case will likely

not be overturned in a day or two." "My desire to overturn the case is no longer as urgent as before; I only hope that one day I can clear my name," Chuan Hong said softly. As she spoke, her mournful eyes clearly revealed her unwillingness to

give up. Bo Hu thought back. If Shao Yuanjie's ethereal and incomprehensible Yuan Yin Bagua Formation could truly bring down the Prince of Ning, then clearing Xiu Hong and her father's name wouldn't be impossible. He sighed softly, took the girl's slender, delicate hand, and gently said, "I will do my best to address the matter of your father being framed by the Prince of Ning. The outcome is up to fate."

This third reason was the most troublesome. How could such a strong-willed woman allow Bo Hu's whip to act so arbitrarily? Either way, you have to wait until the other person is willing to give themselves to you.

In the first part of the special training, Chapter 11, it's said

that during this period, Bo Hu truly lived a life of extremes, alternating between day and night. At night, he would take his whip and go from brothel to brothel, constantly trying new things and wearing the same old shoes, while the list of beauties was constantly being updated.

Compared to this colorful world of nightlife, the daytime, always facing only one girl, Chuan Hong, seemed much more monotonous; but if you think that, you're mistaken. The daytime activities were anything but boring. Not only was Chuan Hong's lively, lovely, and charming appearance in front of Bo Hu incredibly captivating, but even the training activities were constantly being updated and varied.

Beauty treatments and posture training can be done in a couple of days, and the skill of imitating a woman's singing and acting as a courtesan doesn't take long to master. As for the actual training in the spirit of a prostitute... well, from the side came the painful wails and groans of the sadistic spectators: "Author, you're the greatest! Spare us poor lowly people! Don't mention it again!"... Okay, let's just pretend it never happened. The storyteller said nothing.

So what's there to practice? You can't just stay in your room all day staring at each other. You see, this is a handsome man and a beautiful woman. If they just stare at each other for too long, it's easy for the unattainable to become a lovesick, resentful couple. If they can't resist and engage in a consensual act of love, it could even turn into a lustful, greedy pair, which would violate the rules and defeat the purpose of the training program.

If they can't spend all their time bickering in their room, what else is there to do? Fortunately, Chuan Hong is quite outgoing. Besides poetry, singing, and dancing, she enjoys activities in the courtyard such as swinging, playing slingshot, and playing football, and she especially loves going on outings and picnics.

For the first time, to play football with Bohu, Chuanhong changed into a suitable outfit. She wore a colorful, tightly buttoned, short jacket with a yellow sash around her waist, and bright red embroidered trousers, revealing her narrow, bound feet. With cherry lips, peach cheeks, willow eyebrows, and almond eyes, she was as beautiful as a flower, yet exuded a heroic spirit. Bohu was once again astonished, staring dumbfounded at those bound feet that were usually hidden under her skirt.

Some spectators were about to chime in, "Isn't Bohu supposed to go to brothels every night to fight and get through the gates with a single whip? He must have seen countless bound feet, so why are Chuanhong's feet different? Are others made of flesh and blood, while hers is made of gold and silver?" "

Hearing you ask that, I can tell you're not very knowledgeable and have a limited perspective." Now, when you're in bed with a prostitute, once her clothes are off, all you see are towering breasts, slender waists, and plump, shapely buttocks—a dazzling array that's hard to keep up with. Who would notice the tiny, delicate feet? At most, they're just something an old man might hold in his hand to help him push his waist. Besides, during nighttime practice, from dusk till midnight, you have to deal with eight or ten women. After that, there's an oral report, followed immediately by a written report to finish. It's incredibly stressful; who has time to notice whether her bound feet are big or small, wide or narrow? It's much better now, without those fair, white breasts and jade-like buttocks vying for attention. Only then can you have the leisure and tranquility to savor the beauty of her bound feet.

While we were talking, the three of them had already stopped in the courtyard. First, Chuanhong asked Xiuhong to toss the ball to Bohu so he could kick it, creating a high-flying, swirling motion that landed perfectly beside her. Chuanhong caught the ball with her golden lotus hook and kicked it with a flourish, followed by a left three-kick "golden fish leaping from water" and a right three-kick "phoenix weaving through flowers." With a twist of her body, she straightened her body and hooked her leg, kicking the ball like willow catkins dancing in the air, scattering it like snowflakes, creating a beautiful

, colorful spectacle. Originally a three-person game, Chuanhong ended up kicking it alone, while Xiuhong and Bohu stood by, clapping and cheering, praising and exclaiming in amazement. Chuanhong used all her skills to kick with gusto, her body moving with a combination of head and shoulder thrusts, hip hooks and hooks, hands thrusting to her chest, knees swaying forward in a squatting motion, starting slowly and then accelerating, each step perfectly coordinated, each kick methodical [Note 3]. Chuan Hong's juggling of the ball was as graceful as a butterfly among flowers.

She then taught Bo Hu some juggling techniques. Although there were no martial arts training sessions in this Leopard Chamber spy training, Bo Hu's activities in the courtyard with Chuan Hong had made him more agile than before. In the future, when carrying out the "Seeking Beauty and Hunting" mission, if he really needed to crawl through walls and tunnels, he would have more stamina. Even if he encountered those fierce servants and vicious dogs, although he might still be unable to defeat them, his dodge, evade, and shifting movements should allow him to escape without any problem.

Under Xiu Hong's arrangement, every seven days they were given an outdoor training trip, ostensibly to familiarize themselves with the terrain and features needed for their missions, but in reality, to tour various scenic spots in Yangzhou. It is said that the dashing and romantic scholar Tang Bohu, accompanied by the famous courtesan Li Chuanhong, would stroll hand in hand through these scenic spots. This golden couple attracted all eyes, even overshadowing the beautiful scenery. Ah! I misspoke; it should be: they added even more charm to the already beautiful landscape.

On the shore of the Slender West Lake, Bo Hu saw Chuan Hong's slender figure, swaying like a willow in the wind, dancing alone among the fragrant grass and trees. Her graceful figure reminded Bo Hu of the description of Zhao Feiyan's palm dance. Feeling refreshed, he composed a poem, "Apricot Blossom Spring Swallow," and presented it to Chuan Hong. The poem reads:

"Red apricot branches hang wine flags, green willow branches sing yellow birds; birdsong and flower shadows linger, not appreciating the east wind is foolishness." [Note 4]

This poem immediately spread, and the lecherous men who frequented brothels heard that Chuan Hong was traveling with the famous "Lewd Saint" of the time, which made her value soar. Literati and scholars lined up at the brothels to admire Chuan Hong's charm, making her madam beam with joy.

Wherever they went, more eyes were cast at them than at the scenery. If Bo Hu happened to make the beauty smile, drool would pour down on everyone around them. When this news reached the Prince's mansion, even the Prince of Ning was consumed with envy and jealousy. Truly,

the glory of an imperial edict is fleeting, and all good things must come to an end. On the very day that Bai Hua's training ended, when the short-lived pimp from the Powder Courtyard came to urge them to leave, Chuan Hong, who had been chatting and laughing with Bo Hu, suddenly stared blankly at him, her eyes reddening. She stood up and threw herself into Bo Hu's arms, sobbing for a while. Then, she lifted her tear-streaked face, closed her beautiful eyes, and gently kissed Bo Hu's lips before getting up and walking quickly away, never looking back.

Ever since Chuanhong recounted her heartbreaking story of her family's destruction and her buried determination to avenge her humiliation, Bohu had shown her great respect and refrained from any rash actions. He truly hadn't expected her to give him such a surprise farewell kiss before parting. He stood there dumbfounded, watching her slender figure disappear through the door, unable to fathom the meaning behind that kiss. Xiuhong

stepped forward, took Bohu's arm, gestured for him to sit down, and then instructed a maid to bring him a pot of fragrant tea. She stared intently at Bohu for a while, then slowly said, "Brother, do you know why I've sent people to the brothel these past few days to spend money to invite Sister Chuanhong to keep you company?"

Bohu was about to answer when Xiuhong stopped him, continuing, "Sister did this for a selfish reason. She hopes you can preserve a lineage for our Li family."

At this point, Xiuhong's eyes reddened. "My poor Li family, all the men were killed by the treacherous king's henchmen, leaving only my sister and me. However, I am a withered flower, unfit to serve a gentleman. Fortunately, although I am in the brothel, I have remained chaste. I hope that once your gossip scheme is successful and our father's injustice is redeemed, I will ask you to take Sister Chuanhong as a concubine. If Heaven takes pity on our Li family and she gives birth to a son, then let him be adopted into the Li family."

Bohu honestly replied, "Brother is very grateful for your kindness, sister, but I am still trapped..." "The treacherous king's lair is fraught with uncertainty, and I dare not make any promises lest I jeopardize our future plans."

Hearing this, Xiu Hong was already in tears. Bo Hu was about to get up to comfort him when she stopped him and continued, "With Senior Brother Shao's brilliant plan, the treacherous king will surely perish, and you, my brother, should be able to escape danger. Senior Brother Shao had already divined for you, saying that you are destined for many romantic affairs and should have many wives and concubines. Luring you into this Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams scheme is in accordance with fate. Hearing this, I couldn't help but have selfish thoughts. I thought that if you had many wives and concubines, then the Tang family line would surely have someone to carry on. So I wanted to bring you two together and ask you, my brother, to take Chuan Hong as a concubine, so that you can have a son to be adopted into the Li family to continue the family line. My poor elders who died unjustly can rest in peace."

Bo Hu asked, "What do you mean by this, sister? Chuan Hong is a beauty of unparalleled grace; it wouldn't be difficult for her to find a good match. Why must it be me?"

Xiu Hong sighed deeply, "Alas, my sister Chuan Hong is as strong in heart as she appears, and is determined to clear her father's name and avenge his injustice. Although she works in a brothel, she longs to find a righteous and upright official so she can petition the court to redress her father's grievances; or perhaps she could meet a talented young scholar who, after passing the imperial examinations, submits a petition to the court to clear his name. Ideally, she could pass all three examinations and directly meet the emperor to plead her case. Unfortunately, there aren't that many good officials in the court, and besides, good officials don't frequent brothels [Note 1]. And young scholars who indulge in brothels are often of no use [Note 2]." She then

glanced at Bo Hu with a seductive look and continued, "A few days ago, when the results of the Nanjing provincial examinations were announced, I saw the name of the top scholar, Tang Yin, and heard that he was tall..." The young man was handsome and skilled in the four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. My sister excitedly ran to me, saying she wanted to get to know this Young Master Tang. If they could form a bond, perhaps there would be hope for our father's exoneration. Unexpectedly, not long after, you accepted the treacherous prince's invitation and joined his household. My strong-willed sister was so angry upon hearing this news that she refused to eat or entertain guests for two or three days. The madam, not knowing what was wrong with her, rushed over to ask me to come and persuade her.”

Bo Hu listened blankly and said, “I never imagined such a thing would happen.”

Xiu Hong chuckled and continued, “There are many more unexpected things. I never dreamed that I would get to know you, my lovely darling, so early, and that although you have infiltrated the treacherous prince's mansion, you have long harbored resentment towards his actions. You are a rare and valuable informant for the officials!”

Taking a sip of the slightly bitter fragrant tea, Xiu Hong continued:

"You see, Prince Ning is deeply entrenched in the Yangzhou area, constantly guarding against outsiders spying on his secrets. The entire palace is like an impregnable fortress. The imperial court's Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern and Western Depots have lost countless spies here, only managing to uncover a tiny bit of information about the foreign monks building an altar to gather imperial energy. They are completely helpless when it comes to dealing with this thorny issue. That's why the court ordered the Leopard Chamber's secret agents to handle this case. Some time ago, those foreign monks even came to the brothels to perform their lewd acts and act violently. My sister was just about to do something to them, but unexpectedly, they disappeared as soon as they started building the altar and performing their rituals."

She began... This was a momentous event that could avenge the Li family, and Xiu Hong couldn't help but feel elated: "Just when I was worrying about this, I received your arrival, my dear guest. I hurriedly sent a message via the Eight Hundred Mile Transmission to Brother Shao of the Leopard Chamber. He also rushed to Yangzhou day and night, waiting for the right opportunity to recruit you as a Leopard Chamber spy, making you an undercover agent for the Prince of Yan's mansion. It was also by chance that you inquired about the art of seduction in the bedroom, so I introduced him to you. After teaching you the secret techniques of our sect, I took you in as a disciple and a Leopard Chamber spy to carry out the plan to overthrow the Prince of Yan's Yuan Yin Bagua."

Bo Hu asked suspiciously, "Don't you know about this matter of avenging the Li family and working for the court, Sister Chuan Hong?"

Xiu Hong She explained, "You know my sister Chuan Hong's fiery temper. She'd sell her body for revenge. If she could get revenge, who knows what foolish things she'd do. As a secret agent of the Leopard Chamber, she even had to grovel and fawn over her family's murderers in bed to gather secrets. So, it's best if you, my sister, bear this burden alone. I haven't told her about any of this, and you must keep it a secret too!"

She glanced at Bo Hu, then choked back tears, continuing, "And what I, as the elder sister, care about most is the continuation of the Li family line. Even if we can bring down Prince Ning and redress my father's grievances, if the Li family line is cut off..." "I am ashamed before our ancestors. My sister is a withered flower, and she has practiced the esoteric arts of the Xuanmen, so she has abandoned all humanity and is unlikely to conceive. After Prince Ning is executed, she will follow Senior Brother Shao to Longhu Mountain to become a nun in order to pursue the Daoist path of forming a Dao embryo. Now, she places all her hopes for continuing the family line on her sister Chuanhong. I am telling you these details now in the hope that you will take Chuanhong in; it is my plea to you."

Bo Hu felt a pang of sympathy upon hearing these heartfelt words, but seeing Xiu Hong so eager to send his sister into her tiger's mouth—or rather, under her tiger's whip—he still hesitated and asked:

"Why does this have to be me? I've asked Chuanhong myself, and she says many men are pursuing her at the brothel. Can't she find a suitable, respectable man? Why does it have to be me, this now infamous playboy?"

Xiuhong sighed and said, "Her standards are so high; she wouldn't even consider an ordinary man. Besides, after spending these days together, I can see that Chuanhong has no room for anyone else in her heart but you. She only sees your frequenting of brothels as a cover..." "It's a facade to deceive others, not your true nature; and even if it were, she cherishes your literary talent and wouldn't care about such trivial matters. Besides..."

At this point, Xiu Hong blushed and glared at him, saying, "My sister has already considered her own happiness in her boudoir, transforming you, this gentle, weak, pretty boy, into a battle-hardened, unyielding steel. Of course, she wants to keep the benefits within the family."

This last sentence made Bo Hu's already thick-skinned face blush slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Thank you for your kind words, sister..." "Love will entrust my younger brother with the heavy responsibility of caring for Chuanhong. My younger brother also has feelings for Chuanhong, but my family's wealth..."

Xiuhong hurriedly interjected, "Is my younger brother worried about the money needed to redeem Chuanhong and her future livelihood? Your older sister has already made plans for you. During my time working at the brothel, I've saved up some gold and silver jewelry. I plan to use it all to redeem Chuanhong once Father's injustice is overturned, as I will be following Master Shao into the Taoist order. This gold and silver will then be useless, so I intend to use it all to redeem Chuanhong." She rescued him from the fire, and prepared a lavish dowry, the only condition being that his son would carry on the Li family line.

Bo Hu also loved Chuan Hong, but worried that making a promise would add a heavy burden to his meager resources. Seeing Xiu Hong's sincerity and consideration for him, even devising ways to ease his burden, and noticing her pitiful plea, he secretly grinned, revealing a face that betrayed his intentions, and reluctantly agreed to this request that would bring him both wealth and love.

Bo Hu immediately continued, "I called you 'sister' before because we were sworn sisters; now that I'm marrying Chuan Hong, I'll truly consider you my sister. Let me bow to you again, sister." Xiu Hong was overjoyed, smiling broadly as she accepted the bow and returned it. From then on, she showered Bo Hu with concern and care, acting more like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law than a sister—the more she looked, the more amusing it became.

Who knew that these two sisters, so eloquent and cunning, each had their own thoughts, and so did Chuan Hong. Therefore, although the final outcome was the same, the process differed from Xiu Hong's plan—but that's another story.

That very night, the long-absent Master Shao reappeared in Xiu Hong's room to prepare for Bo Hu's graduation. Wagging his fox tail hidden between his legs [Note 5], he perused the thick training report Bo Hu had given him over the past twenty days—a compilation of both overt and covert beauties—chuckling lewdly as he read, seemingly very satisfied. Then, Master

Shao said with a kind face, "The monks of Shaolin Temple must pass the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation before they can leave the mountain; our Longhu Mountain rules aren't so strict. As long as you can break the Dragon Tiger Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation, which consists of eight women and seven trials, you're considered a graduate."

Tang Bo Hu thought, "So it's the Cowherd versus the Seven Fairies... oh, my math is bad, I seem to have forgotten one—it's also a stallion versus eight women. " Ha, what's the problem? In these twenty-odd days of intensive training, I've seen countless beauties of all shapes and sizes, tall and short, fat and thin. I'm already invincible. As long as this is a series of challenges, passing the test and graduating will be just a matter of a snap of the fingers.

So Shao Daoren led Bohu to a large singing and dancing brothel arranged by Yanzi. Upon entering, they saw eight beautiful women of all shapes and sizes sitting or reclining on eight futons. Each of them was charming and alluring. Looking at their delicate, jade-like faces, he felt as if he were on the Shu Road, surrounded by famous mountains, each with its own unique posture and charm.

In the first part of the special training, Chapter 12: Graduation [Part 1],

Master Shao introduced, "These eight ladies are the Eight Beauties of Slender West Lake, all sisters of our sect. Several of them have already sparred with you during your training, but that was just a friendly exchange, and we didn't use our sect's profound skills. Tonight, we've invited them to set up the Dragon-Tiger Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation, which uses our sect's profound skills to simulate the seven most famous weapons in the world. If you can successfully pass through this Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation, you can graduate."

Bo Hu saw several famous courtesans from various brothels present. He had initially thought they were his defeated opponents, but how could a defeated general speak of courage? He had been somewhat careless and thought that his senior brother had deliberately let them win. However, he hadn't expected that these courtesans had been hiding their strength during their previous encounter. Therefore, he immediately became cautious and began to use the starting stance of the Thirteen Classics of Dongxuanzi.

The first to step forward was Zhao Yu'er, a top courtesan from Tianxiang Courtyard. She announced her name as "Spring Water Jade Pot Pass," and stared directly at Bohu with a bold and fiery gaze, seemingly oblivious to the Taoist priest Shao and the other beauties beside her. She allowed her thin veils and bodice to slip down one by one, then softly reclined on the prayer mat, striking an alluring pose.

Bohu was no longer the impatient lecher; he knew that to win over these eight famous courtesans, he couldn't just relentlessly pursue them; he needed to employ some skill. First, he had to arouse their desires. Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry to approach the first "Spring Water Jade Pot Pass." Instead, he circled the eight beauties with a dashing and debonair air, using his captivating peach blossom eyes to seduce each one.

After circling once, he began the second circling, undressing as he went, scattering his clothes like petals to the beauties sitting or reclining on the prayer mats. Sometimes he would deliberately move close to the delicate body of one of the beauties, swaying suggestively beside her, leaving her unable to see, touch, or taste, only able to stare and swallow her saliva in vain. And it wasn't just her upper body that was drooling; her lower body was also starting to drool. Several girls were already nervously twisting their legs.

Finally, the true nature of the weapon was revealed. No, no, no, too short; a sword instead; no, still too short; a spear instead; the length was about right, though more accurately, it should be called a divine whip. When the last piece of clothing covering his body was torn off, although some had already seen it before, they couldn't help but gasp collectively. Pairs of greedy eyes focused on the eight inches of that tiger-headed, leopard-like manhood. Bo Hu was very satisfied with the effect he had had on the crowd's emotions.

Master Shao, who was supervising and protecting the disciples, was dumbfounded when he saw Bo Hu's impressive and stylish striptease. Since the founding of Longhu Mountain, no disciple had ever graduated in this manner when breaking through the formations of the Xuanmen secret arts. In the past, before graduating, each disciple was solemn, pure of mind, and focused on preserving their essence. They were all deeply afraid that a momentary invasion of inner demons would cause them to lose control and lose all their vital energy, thus breaking their cultivation. Therefore, they would use their Xuangong to activate their genitals and then treat the beauties in the various bewitching Bagua formations like wooden sculptures, thrusting into them hard as if chewing wax. They would also have to call out numbers according to the moves from time to time. It was always very boring and tedious. How could it be as lively and vivid as Bo Hu's?

But then again, in the past, when Longhu Mountain disciples graduated, they only needed to find ordinary women and sit in the formation according to the diagram of the bewitching Bagua formation. This time, however, Bo Hu was tasked with employing several highly skilled female disciples from his sect, making the task of breaking the formation even more difficult. This wasn't to deliberately make things difficult for Bo Hu, but rather to execute a scheme within a scheme of the Yuan Yin Bagua plan, leaving Bo Hu somewhat helpless.

Once his clothes were completely removed, Bo Hu began to unleash his masculine charm, vigorously twisting his waist and hips. The divine whip also moved rhythmically, mysteriously undulating up and down. Several reclining beauties couldn't help but kneel up to get a better look. In truth, the Tiger Leopard Overlord Whip, when combined with the Thirteen Classics secret techniques, could indeed be manipulated through internal energy, but Bo Hu hadn't yet mastered this technique. His current twisting was merely an illusion created by the aesthetically pleasing movement of his waist and hips. After a series of rapid twists, Bo Hu struck a stylish pose, and all the beauties applauded and cheered enthusiastically, creating a lively atmosphere.

Master Shao, standing to the side, didn't applaud. Was Bo Hu's dance not good enough? The opposite is true. Bo Hu's erotic dance was so exquisitely performed that even the usually composed Taoist Master Shao became aroused without any apparent reason. To get an erection while watching a naked man's erotic dance was incredibly embarrassing for the highly skilled Taoist Master Shao. He awkwardly used one hand to shield himself with his whisk, while trying to suppress his unruly erection with the other, unable to clap his hands. Bo Hu, meanwhile, was busy attending to the kisses from the beautiful women and had no time to observe Taoist Master Shao's reaction. Otherwise, Bo Hu would have been constantly guarding his rear entrance, worried about his sleeve being ripped off, or perhaps accidentally breaking his back while climbing the mountain [Note 1].

After the foreplay, the main event began. He walked to the reclining Zhao Yu'er, about to press himself against her, when suddenly her golden lotus hooked his leg, and Bo Hu fell face-first onto the prayer mat. Then Zhao Yu'er rose and straddled Bo Hu, using the eleventh move of the Dongxuanzi, the Somersault Butterfly, facing him with her feet on the futon and her hands supporting her, aligning Bo Hu's penis with her jade gate.

Having witnessed Bo Hu's exciting and erotic striptease, Zhao Yu'er had already unleashed the characteristics of her "Spring Water Jade Pot," her lustful fluids boiling within her vagina. She teased her wetness against the tiger's head and leopard's head, and after a while, she easily inserted the entire divine whip into her thirsty "Spring Water Jade Pot" as soon as she sat down.

Then she began to sway her body up and down. With each sway, Bo Hu felt as if his tiger's head and leopard's head were immersed in a half-bottle of vigorously shaking warm water. Fortunately, both tigers and leopards were good swimmers and didn't drown. Meanwhile, the tiger stripes and leopard spots at the base of his penis rubbed against Zhao Yu'er's rosy, protruding clitoris, driving her to a state of blissful intoxication. Bo Hu's divine whip, still saturated with her gushing, lustful fluids, continued to thrust, each thrust producing a soft "plop" sound. Her overflowing juices flowed onto Bo Hu's taut scrotum, causing a slight tingling sensation.

Just as Bo Hu was feeling pleased with himself, watching Zhao Yu'er's passionate reaction, her entire body trembled slightly. She began to unleash her inner energy, revealing the true power of her "Spring Water Jade Pot." First, her vulva tightened, not a single drop of fluid escaping. Bo Hu felt his penis being tightly constricted at the base; without his inner energy, he truly couldn't withdraw it. Bo Hu thought to himself, "So it's like 'closing the door and releasing the dogs,' but unfortunately, you've encountered no ordinary cats or dogs, but a powerful tiger and leopard king, unafraid of vicious dogs."

However, this closed jade pot wasn't for releasing lapdogs, but for boiling water. Bo Hu felt his penis inside the vagina, first warm and cozy, then a hint of heat. Tiny bubbles, like crab eyes, bubbled and sizzled inside, tickling his shaft. As the heat increased, the bubbles grew to the size of pearls, and the squeezing sensation was tingly. Finally, it felt like it was boiling, and his entire penis bounced around inside, a truly tingling sensation.

Bo Hu's penis sensed this strange phenomenon and hurriedly channeled his inner strength to resist. The tiger head and leopard head pounded against the flower's heart with the boiling water, the tiger stripes and leopard spots scraping against the pot's walls with the force of the water. Although the counterattack was powerful, his training was still too short to withstand the young and old penis of Zhao Yu'er, the top courtesan of Tianxiang Courtyard. He was about to lose control when he suddenly remembered that when he wrote the "Compendium of Beauties," Zhao Yu'er's sensitive spot was the bright red nipples on her jade breasts.

With a long sigh, just as Bo Hu could no longer hold back and ejaculated a stream of hot semen, he reached out and grabbed her breasts tightly. Zhao Yu'er, her vital points restricted, felt Bo Hu's semen fueling the fire within her vagina, like a boiler exploding. Her mind went black, her limbs went limp, and she collapsed onto Bo Hu, her vaginal fluids gushing out uncontrollably.

After her climax, Zhao Yu'er's body, drenched in fragrant sweat, was flushed with a blush that lingered for a long time. She curled up in Bo Hu's arms for a while before finally standing up. Her vaginal opening loosened, and a gush of lustful fluid flowed out, filling Bo Hu's belly. This "Jade Pot of Spring Water" truly lived up to its name.

Zhao Yu'er, blushing, rose and whispered, "Scholar, you certainly have good skills. Leave this nectar here for now; I'll give it to you to pass the second trial." With that, she got up and went to rest.

Bo Hu lay there, using the Thirteen Meridians to revive his divine whip. He was wondering what the second trial required for that lustful fluid when Zhou Qu'er from Bitao Pavilion gracefully approached. She removed her thin veil and announced her title in a sweet voice, "Jade Vortex Phoenix Sucking Pass" [Note 2]. Without any hesitation, she turned her back to Bo Hu, lowered her head, and, holding the divine whip, squatted down using the Twelve Forms of Dongxuanzi's Back Flying Duck technique.

It's called "Flying Duck Backwards," but it doesn't quite resemble it. The form is correct, but the whip's placement is wrong. Zhou Qu'er looked down at the divine whip held between her ten slender fingers and her jade orifice, only to watch helplessly as the whip slid past the front entrance without entering, instead going through the back, resulting in a duet with Bo Hu about "Jade Tree Backyard Flower."

So the second trial required taking the dry path; no wonder they sent some sticky

, lustful fluid to clear the way. This Jade Vortex Phoenix Suction is incredibly powerful. Entering from the back, it twists and turns nine times and eighteen times, making the penis feel increasingly trapped the deeper it goes in. This is the Jade Vortex. When Zhou Qu'er gathered her qi, she emitted a suction force from within, causing the glans, already trapped by the Jade Vortex, to endure immense pressure, its tiger and leopard heads struggling desperately inside.

This caught Bo Hu completely off guard. In his surprise, he tried to withdraw his penis, but Zhou Qu'er seemed to have a grudge against him, squatting on top of him with her back to him, leaving Bo Hu with no way out and no way to beg for mercy. He was utterly helpless.

These courtesans had all had affairs with Bo Hu before, so why did Zhou Qu'er show such ruthlessness from the start? There was a reason, and it all came down to the "List of Beauties." It turned out that Zhou Qu'er's specialty was her "back garden" (a euphemism for anal sex), while Bo Hu, during his training, had to sleep with many girls in one night, and the time he could spend with each girl was limited. Therefore, his evaluations focused on the vulva. Zhou Qu'er's vulva was considered ordinary, and Bo Hu didn't give her a high-level evaluation, which made this courtesan resentful. Therefore, she immediately gave Bo Hu a taste of her power.

With nowhere to retreat and utterly desperate, Bo Hu had no choice but to try anything, employing the techniques from the Thirteen Secret Annotations. The Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip, responding to the entangling pressure of the Jade Vortex Phoenix Absorption, began to change shape. The leopard head on the right merged with the tiger head, and the leopard spots transformed into tiger stripes, ultimately becoming a Tiger King Whip. Even more remarkably, all the tiger stripes on the shaft rotated along the Jade Vortex, leaving Zhou Qu'er's anus without leverage and greatly reducing the pressure on Bo Hu's whip.

Bo Hu remembered that Zhou Qu'er's sensitive spot was her clitoris, so he quickly rose and sat cross-legged, changing his posture to the Mountain Goat Facing a Tree posture from the Twenty-Three Forms of Dongxuanzi. One hand held her slender waist, while the other reached around to touch her clitoris. Having lost the initiative and her momentum waned, Zhou Qu'er was then struck in a vital spot, causing her to deflate like a punctured balloon. Soon after, her body went numb, and she released her yin essence, wetting Bo Hu's hands. Although Bo Hu had come from behind, he was already at his limit, letting out a long sigh as a stream of clear fluid was sucked away by the phoenix.

Bo Hu held Zhou Qu'er in his arms to rest, kneading her breasts as he whispered in her ear, "Sister, your jade tree back garden flower is so powerful, I almost couldn't hold back."

Zhou Qu'er smiled, giving him a charmingly reproachful look, "You only found out now? You didn't even ask around beforehand." Her words carried a hint of reproach.

In Part 13 of the Special Training, "Graduation of the Master,"

Bo Hu quickly stood up after releasing Zhou Qu'er. He then used the Thirteen Meridians' starting technique to straighten his whip. It turned out that in the two previous tough battles, the beauties had gained the upper hand, pinning him down and leaving him no room to maneuver, which had been quite frustrating. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so he decided to stand up first.

Unexpectedly, in the third challenge, the voluptuous Sun Jin'er

of the Bitao Pavilion lay softly on the futon, sweetly announcing her name as "Chong Luan Die Cui Guan" (Crossing Peaks and Verdant Peaks Gate), yet remained motionless, waiting for Bo Hu to take his place. Fearing he would fall for her tricks again, Bo Hu carefully lay down beside Sun Jin'er, gently pulling down the thin veil covering her body. He saw that her lower body was covered in lush pubic hair, much thicker than that of ordinary women, truly deserving of the name "Crossing Peaks and Verdant Peaks." When they were intimate, she always made a man's lower abdomen and groin itchy. At this moment, Bo Hu's fiercely glaring whip was pressed against her lower abdomen. Sun Jin'er lazily held the whip, stroking it casually, without any hurry.

Now, Bo Hu was aroused and launched an attack. Bo Hu thought to himself that his divine weapon was the Tiger and Leopard Overlord Whip, the tiger being the king of the mountains and the leopard the overlord of the forest. Compared to Sun Jin'er's imitation of the "Layered Green Mountains" weapon, what exactly were these "Layered Green Mountains"? Just mountains, right? And what about this "Layered Green Mountains"? Just forests, right? What kind of situation would it be if the tiger were released back into the mountains and the leopard roamed freely in the forest? A smart person would understand immediately: it would be about roaming freely in the mountains and forests. This hurdle should be easier now, right?

Bo Hu decided to use the easy and simple eighth move of the Dongxuanzi technique, "Swallow's Heart," for this challenge. He pushed Jin'er down onto her back, lay on top of her, and wrapped his arms around her neck. Without hesitation, he thrust his Tiger and Leopard Overlord Whip straight into her lush, verdant valley. As Jin'er wrapped her arms around his waist, the Tiger

and Leopard began their frenzied, surging thrusts. True to its reputation, once inside, the folds on either side resembled mountains, and the slight protrusions on top were like a forest, brushing against his jade stem with immense pleasure. The Tiger and Leopard galloped and leaped freely within, completely unrestrained, without the oppressive feeling of the previous two challenges.

Amidst the ease and pleasure, Bo Hu increasingly sensed something amiss. Although Sun Jin'er had been moaning softly with each thrust since he penetrated her, the frequency and tone remained unchanged after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and even after two incense sticks, the lewd moans hadn't stopped or changed by the time it took for three incense sticks to burn. What was going on?

It turned out that in this stage, Sun Jin'er had used a strategy of using softness to overcome hardness, employing the advantage of layered peaks and dense forests, patiently allowing him to conquer one mountain after another, crossing one forest after another, until he was exhausted from climbing mountains and traversing forests, on the verge of collapse from exhaustion.

Having seen through this tactic, Bo Hu immediately decided to use a secondary attack on her sensitive spots. Sun Jin'er's most sensual weakness lay beneath her tongue; she usually loved to perform oral sex on her clients, and this method would best bring her pleasure. Just as Bo Hu was about to get up and withdraw his penis, he saw Sun Jin'er smile slyly, lick her lips with her tongue, and tightly hug his waist, refusing to let go

. This thwarted his plan to use the whip to acupuncture. But no matter, where there's a will, there's a way. Bo Hu, quick-witted, moved his hand towards her cherry-like lips, ready to kiss her. Seeing this, Sun Jin'er not only didn't flinch, but also closed her alluring phoenix eyes, slightly opening her moist, red lips, and leaned in as well.

Bo Hu gave her a deep kiss, his tongue swirling and probing beneath hers. This move was indeed effective; her previously languid body on the futon was now taut and rigid; her once unmoving honeypot began to tremble and tremble. The kiss caused Sun Jin'er to lose all her inner energy. The simulated peaks and verdant mounds within her vagina instantly collapsed, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid.

Poor Bo Hu's tiger-leopard, already exhausted from his mindless running around, could not withstand this final, earth-shattering change. After a convulsion, he let out a long sigh, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed onto the ground.

This adventure through the mountains, frolicking with tigers and leopards, was truly exhausting and took longer than the previous two trials. Bo Hu, panting heavily, nestled against Jin'er's soft body, her fair and plump form still trembling occasionally. After resting for a while, Bo Hu pinched her plump buttocks and said, "Sister, what a cunning scheme! You've really put me in a terrible situation."

Sun Jin'er didn't hold back, pinching his firm buttocks in return, and said with a charming smile, "You rascal, you're so unromantic! Why didn't you kiss me sooner?" Hearing this, the usually quick-witted Bo Hu was speechless. Indeed, going straight for it was quite unromantic. After

getting off Sun Jin'er and letting her rest, Bo Hu drank a cup of tea, shook himself up, and once again channeled his inner energy, charging towards the fourth trial.

Just then, Zheng Nuannuan, the most popular courtesan at the nearby Yihong Courtyard, calmly rose, removed her thin veil, and mumbled a curt "Shuixuan Chrysanthemum Pass," before turning to leave. "Running

away before the battle is no heroism," Bo Hu thought to himself, when suddenly Zheng Nuannuan, as if begging for mercy, knelt down, her snow-white, tender flesh cowering there like a large white sheep facing a tiger or leopard.

However, Zheng Nuannuan was kneeling with her back to Bo Hu, her alluring, full buttocks raised, and with her slender hands, she parted her plump buttocks, revealing a moist, vibrant red chrysanthemum in the center. Ah! So, another harem flower. Bo Hu thought to himself, "Last time, when I sang 'The Phoenix Sucks the Back Garden Flower,' I was completely passive, taking the beating the whole way. This time, my opponent has already adopted a surrender stance. It's time for me to show off my martial prowess."

So Bo Hu knelt down behind her, and in the twenty-first move of the Dongxuanzi, the White Tiger Soars, he grabbed her slender waist with both hands, pouncing on her like a tiger, and once again rushed towards her valley.

Bo Hu steadily pressed his divine whip against the soft folds, and with a gentle push, the whip entered a wet and warm bottomless abyss. Bo Hu, already exhausted from the previous round of "Layered Peaks and Verdant Greenery," didn't swing his waist this time. Instead, he slapped her pretty buttocks, and Nuan Nuan, as if receiving a command, automatically began to sway her plump hips.

Nuannuan's anus was warm and moist, and Bohu's enormous, whip-like penis moved in and out without any difficulty. After both of them had adjusted to each other, Nuannuan calmed herself down and began to use her secret technique, employing the Water Whirlpool Chrysanthemum technique.

The wonder of the Water Whirlpool Chrysanthemum was that this anus flower, like a vagina, secreted a large amount of fluid, and the peristalsis of the intestines created a vortex effect, deeply sucking in the penis. The entire penis was first gently washed by the trickling stream, feeling warm and itchy. Later, the water flow became faster and faster, and the penis felt like it was being impacted and tossed by a surging vortex. Just like a boat sailing on water, in gentle breezes and ripples, it would sway and make you dizzy and disoriented; in raging storms and huge waves, it would make you vomit uncontrollably, or even break its oars and sink to the bottom of the sea. It was truly amazing.

The swirling chrysanthemum water was extremely powerful, but it differed from the abundant spring water of the jade pot, each with its own merits. The spring water jade pot required the vulva to be closed before filling it with water. But with the swirling chrysanthemum, the vulva didn't need to be tightly guarded; the water flowed continuously without a single drop leaking out. Moreover, when the power was fully utilized, even the inserted penis couldn't be pulled out, mainly due to the extremely strong suction within the vortex.

After entering the swirling chrysanthemum, Bo Hu initially felt as if he were boating on a lake, with a gentle breeze and calm waters, feeling refreshed and invigorated. Then the boat entered the Yangtze River, with rolling white waves constantly crashing against the wind, a scene of exhilaration. Finally, it was like a small boat entering the vast ocean, with raging winds, towering waves, and hidden whirlpools, his face filled with tension.

Seeing Nuannuan's profound skill, Bohu dared not be negligent and channeled the energy of his Dongxuanzi beginner technique. The whip, which had been swaying wildly with the torrent, began to manifest strange phenomena in response to the pressure of the swirling chrysanthemum. The tiger's head and leopard's head transformed into a paw, attaching to a section of the intestinal wall, and the original tiger stripes turned into leopard spots.

It turned out that the divine whip had transformed into a "leopard's claw," turning the tiger and leopard's glans, which was dizzy from being swept up by the swirling water, into a leopard's paw, attaching it to a fixed position to stabilize

it. Then, the leopard spots on the shaft stirred up turbulent currents in the swirling water, reducing the pressure of the vortex and causing Nuannuan's energy to be disrupted. Then, Bohu began to beat Nuannuan's plump buttocks wildly and indiscriminately, until she cried out in pain. One red handprint after another appeared on the snow-white and tender skin of her buttocks!

(Those who don't like being pranked can skip this)

=Prank begins=

If the chivalrous viewers were present, they would surely feel sorry for this delicate beauty, and each of them would want to roll up their sleeves and verbally condemn this heartless scholar who ruined the flower: "You despicable Tang Bohu has no sportsmanship! It was just a friendly match, what's the big deal about losing a game, you actually started hitting people!..." Then, with a lewd expression, they would say to Zheng Nuannuan in a disgusting tone: "Come here, my little Nuannuan, don't mind that brat Bohu, let your husband take good care of you."

If the viewers actually did this, Zheng Nuannuan would surely spit a mouthful of celebrity floral water on them and say: "I'm having a great time right now, get out of here."

=Prank ends=

What exactly happened? After Bo Hu's vigorous beating, Nuan Nuan's expression seemed quite intoxicated, letting out a series of lewd moans, and her vagina released a torrent of semen. It turned out that Zheng Nuan Nuan's sensitive spot was on her two plump buttocks, and she only felt truly satisfied after being vigorously slapped and whipped at this sexy spot [Note 2].

Although he had broken Nuan Nuan's Water Whirlpool Anus Technique, Bo Hu ultimately couldn't resist the seasickness. He let out a long sigh and vomited out a bellyful of white, bitter fluid, all of which was swept into the huge whirlpool. After the anus had absorbed all the yang essence, everything was calm and peaceful.

After Bo Hu pulled the whip, ravaged by the raging waves, he slumped weakly onto the prayer mat. Zheng Nuannuan slowly got up, turned her head, and looked at Bo Hu with deep affection. Her face was as red as her bottom, and she threw herself into Bo Hu's arms with tenderness, showering him with kisses on the face, calling him "Daddy" and "Sweetheart" repeatedly.

Bo Hu could only sigh. If he had spanked her bottom earlier, this ordeal might have been much easier.

The weapon created by the secret infusion of divine power from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Maiden Sutra was indeed incredibly miraculous. The arduous battles of the four trials had not only exhausted Bo Hu, but even his Tiger Leopard Overlord Whip, which was originally known as an invincible divine weapon, felt sore and numb, and the flow of energy within the whip was somewhat disrupted. So he gestured to Master Shao, pausing for a moment [Note 3], and first sat cross-legged to circulate the yin essence he had collected in the Spring Water Jade Pot and Layered Green Mountains.

Speaking of which, we must say a few good words for Bo Hu and clear his name. You see, the secret infusion technique of the Thirteen Classics of Dongxuanzi that Bo Hu practiced required extracting the yin essence released by women during ecstasy, and then circulating and transforming it for his own use; if he took the dry path, of course he couldn't practice it. Therefore, in his experience of frequenting brothels, seeking flowers and honey, and admiring flowers on horseback, he always preferred the watery path of promiscuity, naturally neglecting the dry path of worldly pleasures. No wonder he omitted such exquisite treasures as Zhou Qu'er and Zheng Nuannuan from his list of beauties.

Next, we must marvel at the difference between this naturally formed divine spear and the modified divine whip. The naturally formed divine spear, once mastered, becomes indomitable, unyielding, and impervious to heat and cold; to harness its power, one must employ divine skill and perform miracles. The modified divine whip, while enduring, is still a sentient, emotional mortal. After being scratched, squeezed, rubbed, and twisted, and with the added coquettishness of a beautiful woman beneath it, experiencing a tingling, itchy, sore, and pleasurable sensation, it will let out a long sigh and release its white, flowing semen. An ordinary person, after such an ejaculation, would find it difficult to recover for a while. Fortunately, Tang Bohu had mastered the starting technique of the Thirteen Secret Annotations of the Dongxuanzi, allowing him to circulate it seven times a night, thus compensating for his innate deficiency.

Part One: Special Training 14 - Graduation [Part Two]

Just as Master Shao was rambling on about the secrets of the divine spear and whip to the women, Bo Hu had completed several small cycles of Qi circulation between his dantian and penis. Opening his

tiger eyes, he saw the graceful and elegant courtesan Wu Rourou from the Fragrant Pavilion standing before him. She parted her jade lips slightly and softly uttered "Morning Dew and Flower Rain Gate," then blushed and stood there shyly, not daring to say anything more.

This Wu Rourou was a talented woman in the world of pleasure at Slender West Lake, possessing a refined and elegant appearance and a gentle and quiet personality. During his previous visits to brothels, Bo Hu had discovered her excellent literary talent, and they had exchanged many exquisite poems. However, he felt her performance in bed was rather unremarkable. Therefore, in his list of beauties, he only focused on her literary talent. This encounter amidst the bewitching array of temptations surprised Bo Hu. However, the previous challenges had been full of unexpected events, so who knew that this one would be

another case of feigning weakness to deceive others? Seeing Wu Rourou's delicate and timid appearance, he figured she couldn't stand for long. He figured that if he used a standing position, he might be able to win more easily. So, with the intention of taking advantage of her weak legs, he decided to use the "Neighboring Altar Bamboo" stance from the fourteenth style of Dongxuanzi. Bohu stood up and walked to Rourou, giving her a tender look before gently kissing her. Rourou's face flushed even more, her beautiful eyes closed, and her body trembled slightly.

Bohu then removed the light veil from her body. He saw that her sparse pubic hair was already covered with a few drops of glistening, dewy vaginal fluid, resembling a beautiful flower bathed in morning dew. The dewdrops weren't the usual cloudy white; although sticky, they were almost transparent. She couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful morning dew and flower rain! It truly lives up to its name."

Hearing Bo Hu's praise, Rou Rou slightly twisted her waist, paused, and said softly, "Hmm, I won't come anymore. Young master is teasing me." Bo Hu chuckled and pulled her slender waist close, then kissed her delicate pink cheek.

The two stood face to face like a perfect couple. Bo Hu cupped Rou Rou's soft, shapely buttocks in his hands, kneading his vigorous Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip against her dew-kissed lips, letting the tiger and leopard heads wash their faces before slowly inserting the whip into her flower cave. Rou Rou's lustful fluids were as fresh as morning dew, crystal clear, and the narrow flower path felt like a fine drizzle, gently caressing his tiger-leopard penis with thousands of hands. If Bo Hu hadn't practiced the Thirteen Secret Classics of Dongxuanzi, he would probably have been defeated long ago. Only with his modified Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip could he possibly contend with this treasure.

Rou Rou looked so delicate that Bo Hu felt pity for her, suppressing his tiger-leopard divine weapon, afraid of offending the beauty and ruining the beautiful spring garden scene. Therefore, he held her body and slowly thrust in and out. Rou Rou leaned languidly against Bo Hu's chest, gently sucking on his nipple, murmuring softly.

Such tender intimacy, if neither of them could stand for long, could last until dawn without ejaculating. So Bo Hu prepared for the next round of erogenous zone attacks.

This time, his auxiliary attack incorporated a special technique from Dong Xuan Zi, specifically the first move, "Xu Chou Mou" (叙绸缪). This move involved the mouth, not the physical act of playing the flute or appreciating jade, but rather using sweet words to arouse lust.

Bo Hu continued thrusting, caressing Rou Rou's breasts, pinching her swollen, purplish-red nipples. After a light kiss on Rou Rou's ear, he began reciting poetry in a deep, magnetic voice.

Reciting poetry? Yes, reciting poetry, and not the lewd, flirtatious poems of the bedroom. But it was a proper, proper poem:

"Her warm and fragrant body surpasses even peonies and peonies;
her hairpin-adorned hair is so delicate and shy, like snowflakes scattering in the blue sky."

This hit Rou Rou's weak spot perfectly. This poem was given to her by Bo Hu when they were practicing poetry together at the Fragrance Pavilion, perfectly capturing her beauty and charm. Rou Rou was so excited about this poem that she couldn't sleep that night. Upon hearing the poem, Rou Rou trembled and let out a seductive moan, murmuring, "My lord, I want more."

This sticky murmuring sent shivers down one's spine. So Bo Hu became even more excited and began to recite sweet words and poems in her ear, and Rou Rou responded with equally beautiful and tender words. Bo Hu was incredibly excited that his usually proud and arrogant poetry could be used to arouse lust in the bedroom, and Rou Rou was no different.

Fueled by the poetry, in the short span of half an incense stick's time, Rou Rou's morning dew and flower rain broke down, turning into a torrential downpour on a hot afternoon. Drops of her lustful fluids seemed to fall from the sky, some landing on Bo Hu's monstrous penis, flowing down his shaft, sliding over his scrotum, and dripping onto the floor. Much more overflowed from her vulva, flowing down Rou Rou's delicate, trembling thighs, and down to her three-inch golden lotus feet.

Finally, after Bo Hu recited a wonderful poem, Rou Rou exclaimed "Beautiful!" and reached her peak, releasing her vaginal fluids. Bo Hu also let out a long sigh, and a stream of his own fluids, as poetic as a mountain stream, poured down like a cascading river.

Of all the challenges so far, this one wasn't the most thrilling, but it was the most exhilarating and satisfying for Bo Hu, leaving him feeling completely fulfilled, both physically and mentally. After ejaculating, the two leaned softly against each other, their chests pressed together. It was only thanks to the help of the sisters that Rou Rou was able to get down, preventing them from collapsing. Bo Hu, however, slumped onto the prayer mat,

his legs aching. Fighting five formidable opponents had been far too strenuous for this frail scholar. After spending half an incense stick's time meditating and circulating the yin essence Rou Rou had provided, allowing his body and limbs to rest, Bo Hu raised his whip once more, aiming straight for the sixth challenge.

Next up was Qian Huwa from the Listening Moon Terrace. Huwa was a famous dancer from the Listening Moon Terrace, her graceful movements comparable to Chuan Hong from the Pink Courtyard. However, Qian Huwa's erotic dance was known for its dynamism and fiery intensity, unlike Chuan Hong's light and agile movements. Her eyes burned as she stared at Bohu, her voice laced with provocation as she announced the name of the pass: "Jade Tiger Pass."

As the saying goes, "Two tigers cannot share one mountain," and "When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured." Tang Bohu's Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip was going to clash with Qian Huwa's Jade Tiger; who would ultimately prevail? Only time would tell. Huwa grinned, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, and said arrogantly, "Scholar Tang, your courage in conquering five passes is indeed impressive. You must be exhausted by now. If you, sir, were to exert yourself, even if I won, it would be an unfair victory. It would be better for you to lie down comfortably and let me do the work."

Bohu considered it for a moment and thought it was a good idea. This way, he wouldn't have to exert himself and could save his strength for the next pass, as there were still two formidable enemies ahead. So he lay down on his back, his Overlord Whip pointing straight to the sky. Tiger Cub leaned closer, slipped her delicate fingers onto Bo Hu's whip, and winked mischievously, saying, "I didn't realize the top scholar's whip was still so vigorous." Then, she straddled Bo Hu's lap, opened her bright red mouth, and took Bo Hu's tiger whip into her mouth.

From the moment Bo Hu lay down, he had fallen into Tiger Cub's trap. First, his body was pinned down, unable to rise, then his penis entered Tiger Cub's mouth, beginning an unbearable torment. Tiger Cub's naturally prominent tiger teeth constantly scraped at the tiger stripes and leopard spots on the shaft, occasionally tapping the tiger's head and leopard's head, giving Bo Hu a slightly prickly, slightly painful, yet stimulating sensation. Her tender tongue, like a raccoon's tongue, had barbs, and when she licked his penis, it was numb, tingling, itchy, and prickly—utterly unbearable. As he licked along the way, the tiger stripes on the pillar trembled and the leopard stripes bounced, while Bo Hu lay there panting heavily.

Now Bo Hu realized his mistake. Earlier, at the Listening Moon Terrace Pavilion, he had been so focused on Hu Wa's seductive dance that he hadn't noticed her exceptional oral skills—a major oversight in the "Collection of Beauties." Just as he was regretting this, Hu Wa opened her mouth wide and swallowed the entire whip. Her throat, pressed against the tiger's head and leopard's head, could still wriggle, while her tongue wrapped around the shaft, swallowing and spitting it out dozens of times, causing Bo Hu to let out a loud, tiger-like groan.

Hu Wa spat out the penis, giving Bo Hu a triumphant look at his expression, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Then, with her magical, tender tongue, she teased his scrotum. The tingling, numb emptiness made Bo Hu gasp several times, and the divine whip seemed extremely impatient, swinging up and down incessantly.

Seeing Bo Hu's reaction, Hu Wa seemed quite satisfied, having given him a sufficient demonstration of oral skills; she could now officially begin the Jade Tiger's challenge.

The rouge tiger nimbly straddled Bo Hu's crotch, while the toothless tiger beneath him played with Bo Hu's tiger and leopard heads, preventing him from penetrating deeper, teasing Bo Hu's desire.

Bo Hu thought to himself, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained." So he thrust his hips upwards, and Bo Hu's member entered the tiger cub's lower jaw.

This toothless tiger was formidable; as soon as his penis entered, it was relentlessly nibbled and bitten by the two flower lips. When the glans touched the shallow clitoris, the clitoris, like the tiger cub in its den, would suck, nibble, and bite. An ordinary penis would not last long before surrendering, but Bo Hu's whip belonged to the jade tiger. A fight between the two tigers might have been evenly matched, but the leopard's flanking maneuver of two against one left the tigress in the jade tiger's body overwhelmed.

However, if it were simply a matter of divine weapons versus renowned techniques, Bo Hu might have a sure win. But aside from falling into Rouge Tiger's trap and losing the initiative, Qian Huwa had another advantage: the agility and movements honed through dance. Using these techniques, he relentlessly pursued Bo Hu. Bo Hu responded by employing the dance techniques he had recently learned from the autobiography of Red Maiden. The two rolled and tumbled in a chaotic battle on the prayer mat, leaving the onlookers, including Master Shao and the sisters, dazzled and overwhelmed.

Huwa then used his "Claws and Fangs on the Bedside" technique, leaving several white lines on Bo Hu's back with his claws and teeth marks on his shoulder. This terrified Bo Hu, forcing him into a desperate, desperate fight. He employed the secret techniques of the Thirteen Meridians, using his Qi to make his penis extend and retract on its own. A tiger's fist came from the left, a leopard's claw from the other, while the tigress inside was equally fierce, blocking and attacking from both sides. Their internal struggle was so intense it was almost overwhelming.

Finally, the two tigers fought, ending in mutual destruction. When the tiger cub, exhausted from the battle, released his yin essence, the tiger cub let out a long sigh, his yang essence flowing like a flock of lambs into the tiger's mouth.

After such a fierce battle, the two, panting heavily, embraced for a while. Tiger Cub, with a complex expression, kissed Bohu and asked in a sarcastic tone, "Who dances better, me or the courtesan from the Powder Courtyard? Next time you want to visit the Slender West Lake, don't forget Tiger Cub!"

Bohu suddenly realized that the initial rivalry between their peers, coupled with the flaws in the "List of Beauties," had fueled Tiger Cub's desperate fight. It was truly a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road; it would be a real shame to lose this round. This grudge battle had

severely depleted Bohu's energy. He slumped onto the prayer mat, taking the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, to circulate Tiger Cub's fighting spirit and fully recover. When Tiger Cub was lively again and his whip was at its peak, he prepared to break through the seventh level of the Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation.

Finally, we've reached the last challenge. Guarding the gate are the two beautiful sisters, Wang Meimei and Wang Haohao, from the Pink Courtyard. Bo Hu doesn't recognize them; mainly because they work at the same brothel as Chuan Hong. During his training, Bo Hu was afraid of running into Chuan Hong and feeling awkward, so he avoided going there and didn't see them.

Wait, wasn't the seventh challenge supposed to be this one? Why are these two charming twin sisters embracing and rubbing against each other like mirrors? Hey, hey, hey, this is so disrespectful! Are you two playing by yourselves or am I, the young master, going through a challenge?

The two twin lotuses intertwined and twisted for a while, finally freezing in a position where yin to yin and breast to breast, actually the starting stance of the fifteenth form of the Luan Shuang Wu (Double Phoenix Dance) by Dong Xuan Zi. Then, their two alluring eyes stared at Bo Hu, and the beauty below spoke up: "This servant is the elder sister, Wang Meimei." The beauty above also said: "This servant is the younger sister, Wang Haohao." Then the two said in unison: "Please, young master, appreciate this flounder kiss."

It turns out that these two twin sisters are easy to deal with individually, but when they are together, even if there are seven or eight people in a row in one night, they can be easily dealt with one by one. What it is is the joining of the two women's vulvas together. At this moment, the man inserts his penis, and the two sisters twist and turn, making it impossible for you to tell whether you're inside the older sister's vagina, the younger sister's, or even just between their labia.

If it's inside, that's fine, but if it's between their labia, then there's something to see. When they start working, their labia act like a pair of flounders, using their finely toothed mouths to constantly bite and nibble at the glans, sulcus, and shaft. The tingling sensation will make you weak in the knees and ejaculate profusely in less than half an incense stick's time.

The imitation of the flounder kiss from the Seven Famous Instruments is indeed impressive, but this time, the beautiful sisters are evenly matched. Bo Hu's Tiger Leopard Overlord Whip is the perfect opponent for the flounder kiss. How so? This is because the flounder kiss often occurs between sisters, especially twins, mainly because sisters share a deep connection. Twins are often naturally of one mind and one heart; as the saying goes, "two hearts united can break metal." The two symmetrical penises work together, forcing the man on top to fight two men simultaneously, making it difficult for him to remain undefeated.

The modified divine whip, with its asymmetrical attributes like a tiger or leopard, will make the flounder kiss bite less effective, causing each to act independently, ultimately allowing it to be defeated one by one. Bo Hu's Tiger-Leopard Overlord Whip was now perfectly positioned between the four flower lips, lashing left and right, busy as a bee. He finally broke the identical twin sisters, whose faces were previously indistinguishable, revealing their true forms. Each could only call out their own name: one constantly uttering "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful," and the other repeatedly saying "Good, good, good."

Finally, he managed to separate them. However, even after being separated, the sisters remained resourceful. While the younger sister yielded to his advances, the older sister massaged Bo Hu's back with her delicate breasts; and while the older sister received the heavy whip, the younger sister licked Bo Hu's entire body with her smooth tongue, paying particular attention to the area where their genitals met.

The battle ultimately ended in a lose-lose situation for all three. "Okay, okay, young master, I want it, mmm~", Haohao could no longer suppress her high-pitched moans. After a violent tremor, she collapsed beneath Bohu, just like Meimei. Her arms and legs, which had been tightly gripping his body, now lay on the futon, as if all her strength had been drained. Only her lower body continued to writhe and contract, causing a tingling sensation in Bohu's lower abdomen.

In order to ensure that the two sisters, who shared a deep bond, could share equally, Bohu straightened his whip, pulled it out of Haohao's vagina, leaned forward, and let out a long sigh of "Oh!" A string of pearl-like semen spurted out, splashing onto the beautiful faces of Meimei and Haohao, who lay side by side like twin lotus blossoms. After the climax, the two sisters were drenched in sweat and felt very sore and weak, with a blush that lingered for a long time. However, the two beauties still carefully licked the semen off each other's faces, and at the same time, they licked up the remaining semen on the tiger's and leopard's heads.

Bo Hu had never imagined that the sisterly, heart-to-heart flounder kiss could be so intoxicating. He had even avoided going to the brothel to avoid suspicion; if it weren't for Master Shao's arrangement, he would have missed the opportunity. Therefore, he later added a side story after the complete "Complete Collection of Beauties," specifically about the sisters Wang Meimei and Wang Haohao, including how to identify the older and younger sister by their erogenous zones. Bo Hu also added the "Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation" technique, a signature move of several famous courtesans, to this side story, which indeed became a bestseller, allowing the brothel to make another fortune. Part

One: Special Training Oath-Taking Ceremony 15.

Bo Hu, spear in hand, mounted his horse and broke through the formations one by one. This night was incredibly nerve-wracking: he used the seven famous instruments, conquered the Eight Trigrams Formation, and after countless hardships, finally passed the test of the Eight Trigrams Beauty. These seven long sighs of "Oh!" finally affirmed Bo Hu's legendary skill of "seven times in one night," and simultaneously established the remarkable record of defeating the Eight Wonders of Slender West Lake in one night. Bearing these legendary, invisible badges [Note 1], he could finally graduate.

Master Shao, who was overseeing the operation, was also amazed. Truly, there are always people more skilled than oneself, and the world is vast beyond the heavens. This junior brother Bo Hu, whom he had taken in on behalf of his master, possessed quite a few extraordinary and ingenious skills. He had never seen anyone pass through the Dragon-Tiger Bewitching Eight Trigrams

Formation in such a way. To construct this Dragon-Tiger Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation so that this lay junior brother, Tang Bo Hu, could pass the test and graduate, Master Shao recruited female members of his sect who were hidden in various brothels. These stunningly beautiful and alluring women harbored some resentment and desire towards Tang Yin. The main issue was the "Bright and Dark Collection of Beauties": either a certain person wasn't mentioned, or some special skills were omitted, leaving many beauties feeling resentful; however, some, like Miss Wu Rourou, developed feelings for him after receiving a poem as a gift.

These bedchamber masters, filled with the seven emotions and six desires, formed this wondrous Bagua Formation, far more dangerous than ordinary bewitching Bagua Formations. It's important to understand that the Yin-Yang cultivation of the Longhu Mountain Taoist Xuanmen emphasizes using spiritual cultivation to control the body, eliminate desires, and retain active Yin-Yang energy, or to achieve smooth Yin-Yang exchange. If the Bagua Formation were filled with the seven emotions and six desires, most disciples probably wouldn't be able to pass. Fortunately, Bo Hu cultivated both internal and external skills in the art of lust, allowing him to pass the seven trials without serious harm, and quite quickly at that.

Master Shao originally thought that with Bo Hu's month of cultivation, each stage, from breaking through to recovering his energy and fighting again, would take at least half an hour, and the seven stages would take four hours and a whole night to complete, with dawn breaking before he emerged. Unexpectedly, Bo Hu used the sensitive weakness of his external martial arts to assist him, effectively achieving victory ahead of schedule. He completed the seven stages in less than two hours! Truly a prodigy

, it was enviable. Thinking of his skillful external martial arts techniques… Oh no, why is he getting an erection again? He furtively looked around, thankfully no one noticed, otherwise, if someone went to Longhu Mountain to report to his master, he would be reprimanded and sent to the punishment of "three days of facing the wall for unrepentant worldly desires; seven days of confinement for excessive lust."

Finally, when Master Shao heard Bo Hu's seventh "Oh," he clapped his hands with delight and said, "Today, Junior Brother has passed the test of the Bewitching Eight Trigrams Formation and has successfully completed his apprenticeship. Senior Brother's role in passing on the art on behalf of his master has also come to a temporary end. Just now, Senior Brother was discussing famous spear techniques with the sisters. Please sit and rest for a while, and listen to our discussion on tea and spear techniques before you go back."

After saying this, he invited a group of beautiful female disciples to sit at the round table. Strangely enough, these sisters, who were like wolves in bed, had previously looked at Junior Brother Bo Hu like hungry wolves seeing a fat sheep, each with a grin on their face, wondering where to start eating this piece of meat. Now, sitting at the same table with Master Shao, although they were still all smiles and welcoming, their eyes showed a hint of reverence when they looked at the Master.

After the maidservant had prepared the tea, Master Shao cleared his throat and began to gossip about the divine spear: "It is said that talented people emerge in every generation, and nowadays there are three famous spears: the One-Horned Dragon King, the Mighty Vajra Pestle, and the Divine Dragon, whose head is seen but not its tail. Each of these three has its own characteristics and is unique:

"The One-Horned Dragon King is a local tyrant, who is the only one who matters and will not tolerate others touching his private domain. He is often a top-class stallion with a harem of concubines. This is the weapon of emperors and generals."

"The Vajra Pestle is a legendary weapon from beyond the mundane world, imbued with religious compassion. It emphasizes cultivating good karma and universally saving all beings, often bestowing blessings and dew, and is revered by all."

He then surveyed the beautiful women in the room, who all nodded sincerely in agreement. This particular spear, possessing the power of the Spring Water Jade Pot skill, was especially praised by Zhao Yu'er. Master Shao, flattered, smiled smugly, took a sip of fragrant tea, and continued:

"As for the third famous spear, it's like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. We only hear of this overlord-like spear, but there's no concrete evidence, so let's leave it at that. The copper-wrapped, gold-encased spears of the overseas illusory world are even more ethereal and indescribable. As for the seven transformations of the demonic spear in the Western alchemy world, although its transformations are unpredictable, unfortunately, it requires too many items, and without sheer luck, it's difficult to achieve."

He then turned to Bo Hu and said:

"As for your Tiger and Leopard King Whip, do you know why it's called a 'whip' and not a 'spear'?"

Bo Hu thought for a moment. "Yes, 'spear' sounds much better. A long spear, strong and powerful, it can easily pierce the beauty before you, each strike penetrating deep into her heart, sure to make her soul fly away. A 'whip'? I've always been gentle and compassionate, not some heartless brothel owner or sadist who whips poor young prostitutes and beauties for no reason. Besides, this 'whip' is used for ordinary dog whips and bull whips. This name seems to be of the same level, which is really too inelegant for a refined scholar like myself. I really need to think of a better name for it in the future." Lost in thought, the Taoist priest continued,

"Actually, there's a story behind this. Before modifying you, I already hinted that you had the beginnings of a tiger and leopard. In reality, the modification could be used as both a spear and a whip. However, considering the special nature of your mission, I spent more time modifying it into a more functional whip."

Upon hearing this, Bo Hu couldn't help but feel annoyed. Had the priest made a mistake in the spell, turning it into a whip instead of a spear, and now he was trying to appease him? His face darkened.

The Taoist priest continued, "Ordinary golden spears are only hard, never soft, making them ideal for dealing with sluts and whores. But your whip can be both soft and hard. You can use it softly to seduce virgins, and hard once you've turned them into whores. It's very useful. To make it into a whip, special effort was put into its modification. The tendons of your penis were broken into nine sections using a soft technique. Right now, your internal strength is insufficient to make it into a dislocated bone. When you have mastered the Thirteen Classics of Dongxuanzi, you can use your internal strength to dislocate the tendons and bones, and your penis will be able to bend automatically like a snake. That will be the true divine whip."

Upon hearing this, Bo Hu suddenly understood. So the strange phenomena his penis displayed when dealing with Shui Xuan Ju Hua and Yuwo Feng Xi Guan were actually the transformation of the soft whip. He was overjoyed and decided to go back and practice his internal strength to make it a true divine whip.

After the discussion, Master Shao told Bohu to go back and rest well for the night. The next day, after the pre-mission briefing, the Yuan Yin Bagua mission would officially begin. Master Shao and his fellow disciples would then study the new formation of Longhu Mountain.

The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Bohu was ready to depart for the Yuan Yin Bagua mission. When he arrived at Master Shao's quarters to give the mission briefing, he entered and saw that the eight famous courtesans who had accompanied him in training and trials over the past few days, plus five courtesans from the brothel—a total of thirteen of his fellow disciples—were either naked or disheveled, scattered haphazardly throughout the room, their faces bearing satisfied, mysterious smiles. Master Shao, on the other hand, had a solemn expression. Mu sat upright on a futon in the center of the room, his Taoist robe draped over his body. The mighty Vajra pestle between his legs stood tall and proud, shimmering with seven colors in the morning light that slanted into the room. It was an indescribable golden light and auspicious energy, truly a divine weapon of a grandmaster! When

Master Shao saw Bo Hu enter, he immediately composed himself and said, "Senior brother and the junior sisters of the sect were practicing our sect's Dragon Tiger Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation yesterday. They had just finished the formation and hadn't had time to clean up yet. Your junior brother has come in to make a fool of himself."

Seeing that the senior sisters, whom he had barely managed to pass yesterday, were now all bowing down before his invincible Vajra Pestle, Bo Hu was filled with boundless reverence for his senior brother's extraordinary skills, a reverence as deep as the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. He solemnly said,

"It was my rudeness to come. Senior brother's skill is unparalleled; I am truly far inferior."

Master Shao humbly replied, "Not at all, not at all. This is all thanks to the techniques of our sect." After gesturing for Bo Hu to sit down, he said:

"To create that Bagua formation, yesterday I first performed a spell on the tool you used to collect virginity, allowing your penis to guide itself to virgins with abundant virginity within three months."

Bo Hu asked curiously, "What kind of magic is so miraculous that it can guide virgins on its own?"

Master Shao said, "This is a secret method of our sect, and it's a long story. Let me explain the key points of collecting virginity first, and then I'll explain it to you in detail."

Then Master Shao instructed Bo Hu, "When collecting virginity, you must not use your internal energy at the beginning, but rather..." "Yang and Yin make love in harmony, and after they reach the peak of pleasure and release their Yin and Yang essences, Yang uses the Thirteen Meridians Secret Infusion Technique to gather the primordial Yin energy. Then, the hard penis is withdrawn from the vagina and wrapped with a white silk cloth that the senior brother has already used to cast a spell. The white silk cloth absorbs the primordial Yin energy along with the small amount of primordial red on it, thus completing the collection of one portion of primordial Yin."

Saying this, he took out a wide bracelet, nine white silk cloths, and a gold-edged yellow silk scroll, and said solemnly, "Ling Linqi, the secret agent of the Leopard Chamber, obey my command."

Bo Hu hurriedly shouted "Long live the Emperor!" and knelt down.

Master Shao unfurled the yellow scroll and read slowly, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that Leopard Chamber's secret agent, Ling Linqi, be in charge of the Yuan Yin Bagua Plan Case B. He is hereby granted one Leopard Chamber chain, nine white silk scarves of the Dragon Tiger Great Law, a set of Dragon Tiger Mountain Mystic Skills, and a three-month period of virgin guidance secret techniques. The silver required for this case will be reimbursed based on the receipts. This case is to be completed within three months from the Lantern Festival. Success must be achieved by then. A great reward will be given upon success. Anyone who disobeys orders will be beheaded; anyone who abandons the task halfway will be beheaded; anyone who returns to camp after the allotted leave will be beheaded. This is the imperial decree."

Upon hearing this, Bo Hu broke out in a cold sweat. This senior brother was too ruthless! He actually asked the Emperor for permission to suppress me. I had originally thought that I had already enjoyed myself enough for the past month. If the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams scheme fails, one can simply slip away and hide in the marketplace, barely surviving the rest of one's life.

But now, with a case registered with the Emperor, there's no escape. And any mistake will result in execution; it's unclear whether it will be an execution of superiors or inferiors. If it's an execution of superiors, a swift stroke will end it all; if it's an execution of inferiors, and then sent to the palace, that would be worse than death. Thinking of this, he shuddered. Alas! He'd been tricked again. Trembling, he rose to receive the decree, then stood respectfully to the side, hands at his sides, not daring to sit down.

Master Shao saw that Tang Jieyuan was still standing there after receiving the decree, but he beckoned to him and said, "Junior brother, come here."

Bohu stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate is here."

Seeing that the usually arrogant Tang Jieyuan was so reserved now, Master Shao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Ah, just now it was for the Emperor to deliver the decree, so it was naturally formal. Now that the decree has been delivered, we are fellow disciples, so there is no need to be so reserved. Come and sit down to talk." Bohu hesitated for a moment and then sat down.

Master Shao handed the chain and nine white silk scarves to Bo Hu, saying, "The imperial decree states that the Longhu Mountain Mystic Skill has been passed down. The chain and scarves are here; junior brother, please keep them safe. With your current skill, you can only cast spells on nine white silk scarves. If you're using the Yuan Yin Bagua Formation, eight white silk scarves with Yuan Yin essence will suffice. The extra set is just a backup in case of any discrepancies."

Bo Hu carefully took the chain and scarves, muttering to himself, "Well, what a lucky start! They've given me nine white flags before the fight even begins."

He nodded... While working on the nine unfinished assignments, he continued to mutter, "What? Don't I know what you're thinking? What do you mean by 'insufficient magical skills to cast spells'? You're just worried about the Leopard House's budget. You're afraid that if I'm too powerful, I'll bring in too much Yuan Hong, and the Leopard House will spend too much money cleaning up my mess, which will be too much for you to handle."

That's what he was thinking, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Then, he curiously picked up the chain to look at it. It was very exquisite and shiny. On the wide plaque on the chain, there was a roaring leopard head on each side, and the number "007" was printed in the center [Note 3].

Seeing Bo Hu fiddling with the chain, Master Shao said, "This chain you wear is the most important item in our Leopard Chamber. It's only given to spies handling extremely confidential and important cases. This chain is made of the finest platinum; it can't be burned or cut. Let me put it on for you."

He then took Bo Hu's left arm and fastened it with a click. Seeing

the Master's seriousness, Bo Hu asked curiously, "Since the Leopard Chamber values this chain so much, it must have great uses. Can I use it to mobilize troops in the army?"

"No!"

"Can I use it to bribe officials?"

"No!"

"Can I use it to exchange money at a bank,
visit brothels without paying,
escape the death penalty for rape and murder,
make people invisible,
or unleash some kind of sorcery?"

"No, no, no, no, no!" Master Shao said five consecutive "no."

Bo Hu asked dejectedly, "Then what is the use of this necklace?"

Master Shao solemnly replied, "This necklace is incredibly durable. Even if the wearer is reduced to ashes, the necklace will still be intact. My senior brother has already said that this necklace is for use on confidential cases, and every confidential case is fraught with danger. Spies trapped in enemy territory are often dismembered, or, while on missions, they are mistaken for lecherous thieves, beaten until their faces are swollen, and then drowned in a cesspool."

He shook his head sadly as he said this. The headman continued, "When coroners in various local government offices find a disfigured, unidentified corpse, they'll definitely report it upon seeing this plaque. This way, the Leopard Chamber will know that another brother has gloriously sacrificed himself for our Great Ming Dynasty. The plaque will then be sent back to the Leopard Chamber's Shrine of Loyalty and Martyrdom, where the Leopard Chamber's members will offer incense and pay homage daily. Look, Junior Brother, the number is 007. The previous six plaques are already enshrined in the Leopard Chamber—how prestigious!" He nodded admiringly at this point.

Hearing this, Bo Hu simply rolled his eyes, speechless. What was this all about? It was a plaque used to verify identity after death, described in such a grand way. What an unlucky thing! Why wear it? Take it off! Wait, why can't I take it off?

Master Shao smiled and said, "Once you put on this necklace, you can never take it off for the rest of your life. That means you'll be a member of the Leopard Chamber for life, which is quite an honor.

" Bo Hu shrugged helplessly and asked listlessly, "What else do you need, Senior Brother? Please speak quickly, as this plan only lasts three months

. After you finish speaking, I need to hurry back to prepare." Master Shao then repeatedly instructed, "During this mission, you must not easily reveal your divine weapon. Once you make a move, it must draw blood. As the imperial decree states, you must find eight suitable beauties within three months to continuously obtain the Yuan Hong. During the mission, you must not have intercourse with ordinary women, otherwise it will hinder the union of Yuan Yin."

Bo Hu was stunned. "These rules are too many, too difficult! From what I'm saying, senior brother, I must have sex with eight virgins within these three months, and I can't sleep with any other women. This is too much! Senior brother, you should know that I've been sleeping with several women every night this month; it's become a habit. This ridiculous rule seems to say that I can't sleep with anyone without a virgin, and I can't sleep with any other women besides virgins. This is too much!"

Master Shao chuckled sinisterly. "If you can't stand it, junior brother, you can try sleeping with other women, but if you get syphilis and a huge sore, I, as your senior brother, won't be able to treat it."

Bo Hu was shocked and stumbled back three steps. What terrifying sorcery! What despicable sorcerer! If he sleeps with a woman who isn't a virgin during these three months, his penis will rot. So if he can't complete the task within these three months, then his penis will... Bo Hu wanted this place, but didn't even dare to ask. He quickly bowed and said with a smile,

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will do my utmost to complete the sect's Yuan Yin Bagua plan."

Master Shao muttered, "You know what's good for you," and quickly returned the bow with a smile, "I'm counting on you, Junior Brother. The success of this plan depends on you." Behind his back, he continued to mutter, "Hmph! If you can still get hard after passing through this Dragon Tiger Bewitching Bagua Formation where the Eight Masters of Slender West Lake use their seven famous weapons within these three months, then we can tear down the signboard of our Dragon Tiger Mountain."

However, after this argument, he forgot to explain the matter of his penis seeking virginity. It turned out that within these three months, if Bo Hu approached a stunningly beautiful young virgin, he would automatically stand up in response, and it would be difficult for him to go soft. But this virgin had to be a stunning beauty; if she was ordinary or ugly, she would remain unmoved, and an old virgin would be even less likely to work. If you're not a virgin, no matter how beautiful you are, like Xi Shi or Diao Chan reincarnated, if you're said to be impotent, then you're impotent.

As for the Taoist priest saying that having sex with a non-virgin will cause sores, that was just to scare Bo Hu. Think about the prosperous Ming Dynasty, where did all those women who loved venereal diseases come from [Note 2]? Anyway, they couldn't get an erection, so how could they have sex?

Now you'll say, this is too miraculous! There's no such magic in the world that only makes virgins erect. You have to give me a reason, or I'll hang you up and not let you log off! Actually, it's not worth much. This virgin guidance method is closely related to the Dongxuanzi Thirteen Classics Mystic Skill that Bo Hu practiced, and the secret is to pass the bewitching Bagua Formation of the Seven Famous Weapons before graduation.

Master Shao devised a plan for eight women possessing profound skills to absorb as much of Bo Hu's vital energy as possible during his passage through the trial, leaving him depleted of vital energy afterward. The Thirteen Classics of Dongxuanzi's profound skill would react to this depletion, showing a particularly strong sensitivity to yin energy. Whenever a woman with abundant yin energy approached, his penis would become erect, ready to devour her and extract her best yin energy to replenish his own deficient vital energy. Young virgins possessed the most abundant yin energy, and beautiful women even more so. Bo Hu was currently at his weakest point, so whenever he approached a beautiful young virgin, the feedback from the Thirteen Classics would cause his divine whip to point him in the right direction. This is the principle.

Some readers might ask, while it's true that virgins leak yin energy upon losing their virginity, and it's understandable that young women have more abundant yin energy than older virgins, why would beautiful women have more abundant yin energy than less attractive women? This is mainly because beautiful women often come from wealthy families, possessing abundant innate vital energy. With proper nurturing, such beauties naturally have harmonious emotions and desires, resulting in a rich and vigorous yin essence.

Conversely, those with ugly faces may not be inherently bad, but their appearance is often unloved by their parents, leading to a lack of joy and love, and an abundance of anger, sorrow, and hatred among their emotions. Their desires are often unfulfilled, resulting in an imbalance and a weak yin essence. Therefore, it would be utterly impossible for Bo Hu's profound energy to be aroused.

If you insist on mentioning virgins with less attractive appearances but profound inner beauty, they would presumably also possess abundant yin essence. In that case, please keep that for yourself; our Bo Hu will refrain from such pursuit.

After the digression, once Bo Hu had put away the white silk used for the spell and bid farewell to Master Shao, Miss Xiu Hong, and the other sisters of his sect, Tang Yin, now fully accomplished in his lewd arts but still bound by restrictions, swaggered back to the Prince Ning's mansion, ready to activate the earth-shattering, soul-stirring Yuan Yin Bagua Plan.

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