The Legend of the Red Apricot in the Martial World, Volumes 1-6 [To be continued]

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Chapter 1:

In the early days of the Great Qi Dynasty, the country was powerful. Although the natural barrier of the Yangtze River temporarily prevented it from launching a large-scale military campaign against the Southern Han, the Qi state, having conquered the northern nomadic tribes, was clearly the hegemon of China.

One summer night, in a quiet mountain valley in the Jianghuai region, a small house was surrounded by a bamboo fence. The courtyard within the fence, though small, was dotted with flowers, giving it a simple and elegant feel. The croaking of frogs echoed from the nearby stream, joined by the chirping of grasshoppers in the nearby grass.

Everything seemed so peaceful, but anyone standing beside the courtyard would blush and their heart would race, unable to immerse themselves in the natural sounds. Because, besides the croaking of frogs and grasshoppers, the small house also emitted the soft moans and groans of a woman, accompanied by the loud sounds of flesh colliding, arousing humanity's most primal desires.

In the bedroom of the small house, a robust man with a bronze complexion stood naked before the bed. Though his appearance was ordinary, his muscular physique and the long, black spear beside the bed told him he was no commoner. Before him lay a stunningly beautiful woman, equally naked; any man who saw her would be captivated.

The woman, around twenty years old, had an oval face that exuded a delicate and alluring charm. She lay prone on the bed, her small, round buttocks raised high, allowing the man's thick, erect penis to thrust into her most intimate place, drawing out streams of vaginal fluid that flowed down her long thighs onto the bed.

The woman gripped the blanket tightly, her beautiful eyes closed, her brows slightly furrowed, while her cherry-like lips emitted a soft moan that could seduce any man. Her long hair, damp with sweat, was disheveled across her forehead and flawless white back. Her full, soft breasts were deformed by the pressure of the blanket, their rosy, erect nipples appearing and disappearing between the blanket and the bed with the rhythm of the man's thrusts. Her slender waist moved in rhythm with the man's movements.

"Brother Shuo... Xiaoya... Xiaoya can't take it anymore... Ah... Spare me... Spare Xiaoya..."

"Xiaoya... Your husband is almost there too..."

The man's thrusts became faster and faster, and the woman's moans turned into cries. Finally, with a low growl, the man poured his semen into the woman's honeyed depths, ending this passionate and lingering affair.

After the climax, the two lay panting on the bed, drenched in sweat. The woman seemed to have lost all her energy; her perfect body lay limp on the bed, too weak to wipe away the semen slowly flowing from her vagina. The man held her from behind, one hand still gently caressing her breasts.

"Brother Shuo, you're so naughty! You never let me rest properly," the woman said coquettishly, her voice filled with happiness.

"Because my dear Ya'er is so beautiful, I can't bear to let go."

"Brother Shuo... Ya... Ya has something to ask you... Brother Shuo, could you promise Ya not to be angry?" the woman said tremblingly, afraid of angering her husband behind her.

"Just say it. What can't we, husband and wife, say?"

"Ya... Ya feels very... very lewd..." the woman said with difficulty.

"Oh? That's not bad either. Next time we can try something different!" the man said with a flirtatious smile, which earned him a glare from the beauty.

"You're so annoying, all you can think about is that. I was really serious."

"Haha, just kidding... But Ya'er, why do you think that?"

"That's... that's what happened a couple of days ago when Xiao Ya went to chase that lecherous thief..."

"Ah, right, speaking of which, Ya'er, you seemed to have spent quite a bit of time on that day?"

"Hmm... Although that lecherous thief's martial arts were decent, if it came to a head-on fight, he definitely wouldn't last three moves against Xiao Ya. It's just that the lecherous thief's light footwork was truly exceptional..."

"That's true, the 'Wind Lecherous Steps' is a unique light footwork technique that can be ranked among the top three in the world."

"Actually, if Xiao Ya were serious, it wouldn't have been this troublesome... It's just... it's just that Xiao Ya underestimated her opponent..."

"Oh dear, Ya'er, have you forgotten what your master said?" The man lightly tapped the woman's forehead.

"I know... Xiaoya won't do that again... but because she underestimated her opponent, Xiaoya was actually struck on acupoints by that lecherous thief..."

"See? You were supposed to win, but you were subdued instead. If acupoint striking hadn't been ineffective against us, wouldn't you have suffered a great loss?"

"Ordinary acupoint striking is useless... but that lecherous thief's acupoint striking technique was really strange... After Xiaoya was struck... she actually went limp..."

"What!" The man sat up abruptly upon hearing this, his face becoming somewhat serious.

"Brother Shuo... don't be like this... you promised Xiaoya you wouldn't be angry..." The woman was somewhat frightened upon seeing this.

"Sigh, I'm not angry, I'm just worried about you! After all, being struck on acupoints by a lecherous thief is no joke, and my Xiaoya is so beautiful..." The man gently stroked the woman's face, looking at the peerless beauty before him with pity.

"Brother Shuo... Xiaoya knows you're doing this for my own good... Xiaoya will remember this lesson..."

"Good to know... So how did you recover after being knocked out?" The man's expression softened a bit, but he still asked the beautiful woman in his arms with a hint of worry.

"This... this... Xiaoya..." Hearing her husband continue to press, the woman began to stammer, clearly having something difficult to say.

"My dear Xiaoya, don't be afraid of making your husband angry, just tell me!" The man gently encouraged his wife in his arms, but his eyes subtly revealed a resolute determination that no one could detect.

"Then... then Xiaoya will tell you... After being knocked out, although Xiaoya felt weak all over, her internal energy was still quite smooth. Presumably, that lecherous thief's internal energy was ordinary, and although his acupoint striking technique was unique, he couldn't completely seal Xiaoya's energy. Xiaoya knew that it would only take half an incense stick's time to open the acupoints, but... but that lecherous thief was actually... actually very impatient..." The woman's face was so flushed by the end that it was almost dripping with water.

The man chuckled, not expecting his beloved wife to use "impatient" to describe it. "Of course, what man wouldn't be eager to see a celestial beauty like you lying before him?"

"Oh dear, Brother Shuo is so annoying... You're so happy that your wife is being targeted by a lecherous scoundrel..."

"Just kidding... The situation was really critical at the time..." "

Brother Shuo, you only just realized... Xiao Ya was so anxious that she insisted on breaking through the acupoints despite the risk of injuring her meridians... Luckily... Luckily, Xiao Ya only got touched a few times before she successfully broke through the acupoints... And Xiao Ya killed the lecherous scoundrel with one palm strike..." Although it was just a brief sentence, and the woman deliberately tried to skip it, the man's eyes still lit up when he heard it.

"What? Ya'er was touched by him? Where was he touched?" The man straightened his upper body again, and the woman in his arms thought he was angry again, but she didn't notice the subtle affectation in her husband's movements.

"Brother Shuo, don't be angry... I... I was touched... He touched Brother Shuo's favorite place..."

After the woman finished speaking, she buried her head in the quilt in embarrassment, not seeing her husband's helpless expression.

"My dear Ya'er, I don't blame you. It's not your fault..." The man gently stroked the woman's fair, porcelain-like back.

"But...but that lecherous thief only touched me a few times...Ya'er...Ya'er's lower abdomen feels like it's on fire...I just want it...like the feeling when Brother Shuo pushed me down...So...so Ya'er feels so...so lewd..." The woman under the covers managed to say these words, and then she began to sob.

The man sighed softly, pulled the blanket off his wife's head, and saw that the woman's eyes were filled with tears, looking at her husband like a child caught doing something wrong. The man slowly embraced his beloved wife, showing through his actions that he wasn't angry.

"Ya'er, do you remember what Master said about you being a 'Heavenly Yin Woman'?"

The woman in his arms nodded.

"This isn't your choice. A person's constitution is determined at birth; no one can choose for themselves, just like me… I just want to tell Ya'er that as long as we truly love each other, I won't care what happens to you. Those boring social conventions are just pointless constraints of mortal life. As long as we truly love each other, I don't care… I truly love you. After we avenge our master, let's leave this world and come back to be together forever, okay?"

"Okay… Xiao Ya won't let Shuo-gege down… Xiao Ya won't…" The woman in his arms was already sobbing uncontrollably, only able to hold her husband tightly.

The woman had fallen into a deep sleep, but the man remained awake, looking at his beloved wife, his heart filled with complex emotions.

"Sigh… Ya'er… I don't blame you for lying to me… By worldly standards, you've already wronged me… But I know this is your destiny… and it's only just begun… I'm prepared… I'll pretend I know nothing, see nothing… but… we both have to persevere…"

Two days ago.

On the outskirts of Jianghuai City lies a dense forest, teeming with wild animals, including tigers and bears, so much so that even the most daring hunters dare not venture in, let alone ordinary people. Yet, within this forest, a young man is seen traversing with extraordinary agility.

Shen Shuo is somewhat anxious; he has been careless, sending his wife alone to hunt down the lecherous thief "Hai Feng" Zhou Luo. Although his wife's martial arts skills surpass Hai Feng's by several levels, she lacks any experience in the martial world. Against this mediocre thief who has managed to evade the pursuit of three top Wudang masters, she may not have the upper hand.

Although young, Shen Shuo possesses the unique skill "Four Gods," and can absorb the true energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into his own internal strength. He has cultivated this skill for eighteen years since the age of five, his internal strength exceeding a century's worth, making him arguably the greatest martial artist of his time. He has lived in seclusion in Jianghuai with his wife and master until his master's death last month, when he finally entered the martial world. The couple is extremely discreet; rumors circulate only that a couple of exceptionally skilled martial artists have recently appeared in Jianghuai, but no one knows what they look like.

The reason why Shen Shuo and his wife entered the martial arts world was to avenge their master. Shen Shuo's master was Yang Tian, the "Thunder and Wind God" who roamed the martial arts world thirty years ago. After accidentally obtaining the martial arts manual of the "Four Gods", he became the number one martial arts master. However, he was indifferent to worldly affairs and had no intention of establishing a sect. He was only satisfied with being a wandering knight who eliminated evil and wickedness. As a result, he won the heart of Xie Zhi, the chief disciple of the Emei Sect and the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. When the two got married, it became a legend in the martial arts world.

However, his success only made him more attractive. Yang Tian's efforts to eliminate the underworld forces ironically united these villains. Unwilling to provoke prestigious sects like Shaolin and Wudang, they turned their attention to the independent Yang Tian. While Yang Tian possessed terrifying martial arts skills, his overly straightforward personality made him vulnerable. The underworld's top expert and leader, Shang Qizhen, tricked Yang Tian into focusing on Xie Zhi. Yang Tian fell for the trap, and Xie Zhi was captured alive by Shang Qizhen. The fate of this most beautiful woman in the martial world in the hands of the underworld was predictable.

When Yang Tian arrived, his beloved wife had been brutally violated, barely clinging to life, but driven mad. She died that very night. Filled with remorse, Yang Tian, in a fit of rage, single-handedly stormed the underworld alliance. Unleashing his full power, he killed two hundred key figures in the underworld, but unfortunately, he himself was severely wounded, allowing Shang Qizhen and several of his accomplices to escape.

After this battle, the martial arts underworld was crippled. Yang Tian was hailed as the leader of the alliance, but he had no interest in such empty titles. He only wanted to find his wife's killer, Shang Qizhen. However, Shang Qizhen seemed to have vanished without a trace. Yang Tian spent ten years searching in vain and had no choice but to go into seclusion, waiting for his enemy to reappear. During this time, he adopted two orphans, Shen Shuo and Shen Shuo's future wife, Lin Ya.

Back to the present, Shen Shuo, who had fully inherited Yang Tian's skills, was rushing about. Because he had practiced the Four Gods earlier than his master, his martial arts were at least twice as good as his master's, making him unprecedented. At this moment, this de facto number one master in the world was only worried about his wife. He used his six senses to search for his beloved wife's aura. Finally, Shen Shuo discovered a familiar feeling about three miles ahead.

At this moment, Shen Shuo suddenly felt a chill and stopped. He carefully sensed his beloved wife's aura, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Could it be... today...? Ya'er's twelfth male tribulation... begins today...? Can I... accept this...? This feeling... Ya'er has already fallen in love..."

Shen Shuo didn't know whether to move forward or backward. His master's words floated into his mind. It was three years ago, the day before his wedding to Lin Ya, when his master called Shen Shuo to his room alone.

"Junior sister is Yin? And I am Yang?" Shen Shuo's terrified face didn't resemble that of a lucky man about to win the heart of a beauty. Yang Tian nodded. Since going into seclusion, he had been learning Taoist arts from his friend, the leader of Wudang, Master Zhenyun. Now, he no longer had the arrogance of his youth, but instead resembled a kind elder.

"That's right. That's why I've taught you since you were little not to care about worldly etiquette. Because when you start to venture into the martial world, Ya'er's appearance and physique will make it difficult for her to remain pure. If you, Shuo'er, are too old-fashioned, this will harm Ya'er."

Shen Shuo naturally understood what a Heavenly Yin Woman was. A Heavenly Yin Woman's body is extremely Yin, making her easily aroused by a man's Yang energy. When aroused, she exudes charm and can be said to be the most desirable woman for men. However, her extremely Yin body can easily cause ordinary men to lose their Yang energy. The only suitable partner is a Heavenly Yang Man with an extremely Yang body.

"You two are the only couple in this world, but I also want you to accept your wife's infidelity. Your master has been trying his best to teach you, Shuo'er, so that you can accept it. Furthermore, I want Ya'er to only love you, but not to place too much importance on chastity."

"Master, I understand. I will not abandon my junior sister."

"I know you can't accept it right now, so you must wait three years before you can venture into the martial world. During this time, I will teach you the 'Peace of Mind Technique,' which will help you through this difficult time."

Shen Shuo, of course, knew what a difficult time was. He nodded to his master.

Chapter Two.

"Also, Shuo'er, you must be mentally prepared. Although Tianyang is born with an unyielding penis, he is destined to be childless. Therefore, you and Ya'er cannot have offspring."

Shen Shuo sighed softly. He knew Ya'er had always wanted a child, but it seemed that this wish was hopeless in this lifetime.

"Finally, I must tell you about the tribulations in your lives. This is what I've calculated over many years. Ya'er is destined to have sexual relations with thirteen men. Apart from the one with you, which is a good karmic connection, the other twelve all have malevolent aspects. This is Ya'er's male tribulation."

Shen Shuo's mind went blank. His master was going too far, even revealing how many times Ya'er would cheat on him. But then he thought, perhaps his master wanted him to prepare himself mentally.

"As for you, you will suffer excruciating pain with no outlet. I've calculated it; it will be thirteen times as well."

"Thirteen?"

"I've carefully calculated that these thirteen times of pain are all related to men and women. Presumably, you will have to witness Ya'er's intimate relations with other men. But I can't understand why, since Ya'er has been intimate with twelve men besides you, you are destined to suffer thirteen times? What is that extra time? I cannot calculate it."

Shen Shuo was stunned. What kind of tribulation was this? He was going to have to watch his wife lie between another man's legs?

"This is a calamity of fate. Even if you try to stop it, it will still happen; there's no escaping it... But if you can overcome it, your lives will be smooth sailing from now on, and you won't have to worry about Ya'er having an affair... However, Shuo'er, I know how much shame this is for a man. I'll give you one night to think it over. Tomorrow at sunrise, I'll be here waiting for you."

Shen Shuo lowered his head and remained silent, then slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with determination.

"Master, there's no need to wait until tomorrow. Shuo'er will take care of Junior Sister for the rest of my life."

That very night, Yang Tian suddenly passed away. Before his death, Yang Tian's last words were: "I have revealed too many heavenly secrets, and this is my retribution. My disciples, don't be too sad. Shuo'er, remember what you promised me!"

Tears streamed down Shen Shuo's face as he kowtowed deeply to his master.

His thoughts returned to normal, his emotions gradually calming. He activated the Calming Mind Technique, and the feeling of being a third party slowly emerged. Shen Shuo concealed his aura and flew forward.

Shen Shuo's skill was extremely high; when he concealed his aura, no one in the world could detect him. When he was about fifty feet away from Lin Ya's aura, he saw his wife through the gaps in the branches and leaves. This single glance almost made his blood boil. He quickly continued activating the technique and then slowly walked towards her. About ten feet away from Lin Ya, Shen Shuo hid behind a row of low bushes, watching his beloved wife.

In the middle of the forest was a small clearing. A large rock, half-buried in the ground, occupied two-thirds of the clearing, about half a person's height. The top of the rock was very flat, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating it. Lin Ya lay limply on top of the rock—more precisely, in a man's arms.

Lin Ya's stunning face was flushed with a rosy blush. Her cherry-like lips were half-open, and her breathy moans were especially clear in the quiet woods. Lin Ya's belt had been untied and tossed aside, and her open outer garment could not conceal the turquoise bodice underneath. Her high breasts stretched the bodice tightly, and a wicked hand was kneading Lin Ya's left breast through the bodice. This wicked hand belonged to a man with a lewd gaze behind Lin Ya. The man's other hand had already slipped inside his trousers and was brazenly groping Lin Ya's vulva.

This was the first time Shen Shuo had seen his wife being played with in another man's arms. Although they were ten feet apart, Shen Shuo could still clearly hear Lin Ya's moans, and the few "no"s interspersed among them gave Shen Shuo a strange sense of comfort. His wife was being coerced.

Besides calming Shen Shuo's mind and preventing him from being disturbed by what he saw, the calming mantra also gave him the feeling of being an observer. At this moment, Shen Shuo was merely an observer, watching a beautiful woman and a lecherous thief perform a live sex show.

"Ha, I didn't expect there to be such a top-notch heroine in the martial arts world, but you're still very inexperienced. My little beauty, you've been hit by my unique acupoint striking technique. It won't be able to be unblocked for at least two hours. During this time, I'll comfort you properly! Hahaha!" This person was the lecherous thief "Hai Feng" Zhou Luo.

"Ah...no...you...you let go..." Lin Ya's only way to resist was to refuse with her mouth, but how could she stop Zhou Luo? Moreover, the Heavenly Yin Woman's extremely sensitive body had completely betrayed her, and Lin Ya felt her rationality gradually disappearing.

"Wow... your breasts are truly exquisite, so big and soft, and so bouncy... Hehe, even the nipples are hard... Look at that slender waist, you'd better twist it properly when I'm beneath you later... Hey, beauty, why are you so wet here? Did you just take a bath? It doesn't seem like it, the more I touch you, the wetter you get, listen, there's even a sound..." Zhou Luo leered, and Lin Ya heard an embarrassing sound coming from her crotch, her waist involuntarily moving.

"No... don't do that anymore... I have... I have my husband's... please... let me go..." Although Lin Ya was highly skilled in martial arts, her mind was now in chaos, and she had no idea how to resist.

"Hey, you have a husband? But look how wet you are down there, your husband usually doesn't satisfy you, does he? Today, I'll do a good deed and help your husband satisfy you!" After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he slowly slid his index finger into Lin Ya's vagina.

"Ahhh...no...!" Slender fingers slid into the overflowing honey pot, and Zhou Luo felt his fingers being tightly enveloped by soft flesh, causing him to gasp.

"My god, my little beauty has such a treasure pot...tsk tsk...it's already so tight with just one finger, wait until my huge rod goes in and it'll feel so good!"

"You lecherous thief...who...who wants you in..." Although Lin Ya was feeling incredibly numb all over, she still refused to give in. Shen Shuo, who was standing to the side, secretly felt gratified.

Zhou Luo's hand temporarily left Lin Ya's breasts, moving to her smooth back. He easily found the knot of her bodice, and with a gentle pull, the last piece of clothing covering Lin Ya's upper body fell onto the stone slab. Her full, high breasts were revealed in the dappled sunlight, the small, light pink nipples like tempting buds, the delicate areolas around them like blooming flowers. Zhou Luo exclaimed in admiration; he had never seen such a beautiful sight before.

Overjoyed, Zhou Luo's hand once again covered Lin Ya's breasts, feeling a softness with a certain elasticity, a sensation even more exquisite than when she was covered by clothing. Seeing such a pair of full, firm breasts on this slender figure, Zhou Luo felt she was several levels above the beauties he had previously violated.

Shen Shuo, who was spying, had two different feelings. Seeing his beloved wife half-naked, her beautiful breasts and honey pot being violated by another man, Shen Shuo was filled with rage. However, the effect of the Calming Mind Technique allowed him to watch his wife's intimacy with another man from a third-person perspective. Unconsciously, Shen Shuo found that his penis was fully erect, stretching his crotch high.

Zhou Luo's skill was not high enough to detect Shen Shuo's uncontrollable breathing, and Lin Ya, who could not muster her true energy, was too confused to notice her husband's presence. In the wilderness, two men and one woman were engaging in lewd acts that were unacceptable to contemporary society.

"Hehe, little beauty, are you starting to enjoy it? You should look at your panties, they're all soaked with your juices... Your nipples are as hard as ice... Hahaha!" After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he inserted his fingers deeper into Lin Ya's honey pot.

"Ah...take it out...no...um..." Lin Ya felt her tender flesh tightly gripping the invading fingers. As Zhou Luo began to slowly thrust, the intense pleasure left Lin Ya's mind blank.

Lin Ya's vagina made continuous "plop plop" sounds, mixed with Lin Ya's delicate moans. Seeing that Lin Ya was aroused, Zhou Luo was overjoyed and suddenly pressed several more acupoints on Lin Ya. Lin Ya found that she could move her hands and feet, but she still couldn't raise her true energy. Lin Ya thought it was because of Zhou Luo's acupoint pressing, but little did she know that her Yin body had also helped Zhou Luo. At this moment, Lin Ya had completely forgotten about the acupoint stimulation, and her mind was only filled with how to welcome this man's rape.

Shen Shuo found that he had taken out his penis without realizing it, and his hand began to slowly rub his penis. Shen Shuo couldn't help but smile. He couldn't believe that he was watching his beloved wife being violated while he was masturbating. He was also extremely excited, which completely overshadowed his previous anger.

(Who told my wife to be so easily moved by emotions? And it's an inescapable calamity in her life... Sigh... Don't blame me for not saving you... Even if I did, Ya'er, you would still be raped one day... Don't worry, I won't tell anyone... I'll even help you clean up the mess...)

Zhou Luo naturally didn't know Lin Ya's thoughts, thinking it was because of his skillful techniques and Lin Ya's inherently wanton nature. But no matter what, he was going to have a good time today. Zhou Luo turned over and laid the limp Lin Ya flat on the stone slab. He skillfully unbuckled Lin Ya's belt and pulled down her outer pants along with her underpants. When he saw Lin Ya slightly raise her waist to make it easier to take off her pants, Shen Shuo excitedly increased the speed of his hand rubbing his penis.

Zhou Luo exclaimed in admiration and eagerly pounced on her. He placed one hand on Lin Ya's right breast, kneading it lightly and heavily, his fingers also playing with the bud at the tip. His other hand continued its assault on Lin Ya's vulva, his fingers sometimes lightly pressing against her clitoris, sometimes disappearing into her vagina. Zhou Luo's own mouth was already suckling at Lin Ya's other nipple, like a child nursing, except that his tongue teased her. Zhou Luo's movements were fluid and skillful, leaving Shen Shuo, who was secretly watching, in awe.

"Ah...no...let go...oh...your hand..." Lin Ya continued to resist verbally, but her slender waist kept twisting and turning, even slightly welcoming Zhou Luo's fingers as they thrust in and out. Lin Ya also subconsciously thrust her chest out. In Zhou Luo and Shen Shuo's eyes, Lin Ya wanted her breasts to be rubbed harder and her honey hole to be penetrated deeper. As a lecherous thief, Zhou Luo naturally did not hesitate to tease Lin Ya more intensely with his mouth and hands.

Lin Ya grabbed Zhou Luo's hand, trying to push him away, but she was too weak to stop him. It looked as if Lin Ya was grabbing Zhou Luo to caress her breasts and vulva. Zhou Luo's tongue skillfully teased Lin Ya's erect nipples, sometimes sucking like a baby, leaving saliva on her breasts that glistened lasciviously in the sunlight. Two fingers were inserted into Lin Ya's vulva, their vigorous thrusts producing wet, lascivious sounds as copious amounts of love juice flowed out, trickling down her buttocks onto the stone slab.

Shen Shuo hadn't expected Lin Ya to be so unable to resist a stranger's advances. But thinking about it, it made sense; he felt the same way with his wife. Just a few touches of her breasts and vulva would make her weak all over. This Yin constitution was truly powerful.

Lin Ya's mouth no longer resisted, only coquettish moans and panting remained. Her slender waist moved without restraint with Zhou Luo's movements. Zhou Luo let out a lewd laugh, then pressed his large mouth against Lin Ya's cherry lips!

Shen Shuo felt a pang of pain in his heart, watching his beloved wife allow him to kiss her passionately without resistance, even offering her fragrant tongue. Their tongues intertwined, and Lin Ya must have been completely lost in the kiss.

After a long, passionate kiss, Zhou Luo reluctantly released her. Seeing a thin thread of saliva still connecting their lips when his beloved wife and the lecher separated, Shen Shuo felt both excited and pained.

Lin Ya's moans grew louder and louder, her head involuntarily tilting back. Knowing his wife's reactions very well, Shen Shuo knew that Lin Ya was about to climax. Sure enough, after Zhou Luo thrust in and out a dozen more times, Lin Ya let out a long moan, her body tensing up to its limit, before collapsing limply onto the stone slab.

Zhou Luo stood up with a lewd grin, his ego greatly satisfied as he looked at the stunning beauty he had brought to climax. Lin Yazhen's head slumped to the side, her eyes closed as if savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing heavily. Unable to conceal her ample breasts, Lin Yazhen was exposed to Zhou Luo's eyes. Her long legs were half-open, and her moist vulva, glistening with pubic hair, seemed to be beckon Zhou Luo to penetrate her.

Zhou Luo swallowed hard and quickly pulled down his pants. His weapon, which had taken countless women's virginity, sprang out. Shen Shuo secretly admired it; indeed, someone who could become a lecher must have a large member. This one was half an inch longer than his own, and it would surely be able to hold his beloved wife's flower tightly.

"Hehe, little beauty, I'm going to have my turn. Don't lose control of your bladder later, okay? Hahaha!" Zhou Luo uttered lewd words as he climbed onto Lin Ya's delicate body. Shen Shuo's heart tightened; his beloved wife was about to be defiled. Ya'er's ordeal with men was about to begin today!

"You lecherous thief... don't... don't come all at once... don't leave me like this... how... how can I face my husband..." Lin Ya seemed to have been brainwashed, even flirting with the man who was about to take her virginity. Shen Shuo felt both pain and anticipation. Ya'er, Ya'er, do you still have me in your heart right now?

Zhou Luo was slightly surprised. This beauty must have lost her mind after climaxing, acting like she was with her lover. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"My little beauty, don't underestimate me. I'll make you beg for mercy later, haha!" Zhou Luo lifted Lin Ya's beautiful legs and pressed his large glans against her vulva. He wasn't in a hurry, just stroking the entrance.

"Oh...you...don't do this...it's so itchy...no..." Lin Ya twisted her waist, secretly trying to lower her body a little, wanting to swallow Zhou Luo's penis quickly.

"Hey, little beauty, I don't understand. Does the beauty mean 'don't'?" Zhou Luo deliberately teased Lin Ya. He slowly pushed half of his glans in, but immediately withdrew it.

"Ah...it's in...ah...why...no..." Lin Ya was caught in a dilemma, her body twisting uncomfortably. Seeing his wife so wanton, Shen Shuo was extremely excited, his hand stroking his penis at top speed.

"Do you want it?" Zhou Luo pinched Lin Ya's chin, forcing her hazy eyes to look at him.

"Yes... I want it so badly... Come in quickly... quick..." Lin Ya pleaded.

"What do you mean, 'come in quickly'? Is it my big cock?"

"Yes... it's my big... big cock... come in quickly... I can't take it anymore... quick!"

Zhou Luo chuckled, his thick waist slowly pressing down on Lin Ya, his huge glans parting her labia and slowly penetrating her already overindulgent honey hole. Shen Shuo's mind went blank; his wife had finally been violated by another man.

"Ugh...it's...it's open...it's so big..." Lin Ya frowned, seemingly unaccustomed to the fullness of the massive object inside. Shen Shuo, hiding nearby, could see their union. He watched as Zhou Luo's penis slowly disappeared into what was once her private space. A lot of vaginal fluid gushed out, seeping from the edge of Lin Ya's vagina, stretched into a circle by the massive object. His beloved wife no longer pushed Zhou Luo away; instead, she gently supported his thick waist.

Seeing his wife enjoying intercourse with someone for the first time, Shen Shuo felt strangely excited: very excited!

Chapter 3:

Zhou Luo slowly penetrated Lin Ya's body until the head of his penis touched her clitoris. Shen Shuo noticed a small section of Zhou Luo's penis still sticking out. He thought, if that section were fully inserted, wouldn't his wife's clitoris be opened up?

"Oh...it's so tight...I suppose your husband isn't very romantic and doesn't usually engage in marital relations? Well then, I'll take his place and comfort you today!"

"No...no, it's...it's just that you're too...too big, you're making me...so full...ah...don't move...ah...ah..." Lin Ya moaned.

Shen Shuo thought to himself that he was usually held tightly by Ya'er, and it was a miracle that this slightly larger-than-his-own penis could fit inside, yet Ya'er could actually swallow it. However, Shen Shuo was also secretly puzzled. Just now Ya'er's mouth was resisting, so why was she suddenly begging Zhou Luo to insert it? Even with his Yin Body, he wasn't strong enough to immediately change Ya'er's mind. My Ya'er, have you fallen in love with the pleasure of adultery?

"Little beauty, your honeyed flesh is holding me so tightly! Is your husband a three-inch rod? Hehe, today I'll let you taste the flavor of a big cock. Let me tell you, after being with me today, I guarantee you'll only want to be fucked by me from now on! Hahaha..." After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he pushed his penis in a few more times.

"Ah... don't push... all the way in... oh... so long... so full... you... you move! I'm... itchy inside..." After Lin Ya got used to the feeling of the huge penis inside, she began to beg Zhou Luo. Her beautiful legs, which were originally spread apart on both sides of Zhou Luo's thick waist, gradually wrapped around Zhou Luo's lower back, and Lin Ya's own lower body kept twisting up and down.

Zhou Luo knew that this beauty had completely submitted, and he was really enjoying himself to the extreme. Although this beauty was no longer a virgin, and he couldn't get virgin yin to increase his own power, he had always had a special fondness for married women. In the past few years, he hadn't raped many virgins, so it was no wonder that his internal strength had been stagnant. But the charm of a young woman was indeed incomparable to that of a virgin, which was why he was so captivated by it! Now, this stunning beauty beneath him was begging him to quickly penetrate her, so of course he couldn't refuse.

Zhou Luo slowly withdrew his penis, and Shen Shuo saw his beloved wife's vaginal muscles and vaginal fluids being pulled out with his massive penis. Lin Ya also unnaturally twisted her slender waist, seemingly dissatisfied with the withdrawal of his penis, but this dissatisfaction was quickly satisfied. Zhou Luo's penis immediately thrust in heavily and forcefully again, and with a "plop" sound, another spurt of vaginal fluid was squeezed out, while Lin Ya began to moan incoherently. Seeing that the thrusting was very smooth, Zhou Luo also began to work hard, his thick waist retreating slightly before slamming in hard again. The sounds of vaginal fluids and flesh mingled with Lin Ya's screams and moans, echoing throughout the forest.

"Oh... God... It's so beautiful... So big... Ah... Gently... All the way in... Gently... I... I'm going to be fucked to death..."

Lin Ya babbled incoherently, her fair and delicate body writhing beneath Zhou Luo, her lower body thrusting upwards to meet the penetration of his penis. Zhou Luo hoisted Lin Ya's left leg onto his shoulder, pressing her right leg to the side, rubbing her left breast while thrusting his lower body hard into her vagina.

"You little slut, you've been holding back for a long time, haven't you? Look how horny you are! I've never seen a woman so wet before! Your honey hole is full of layers and peaks, truly a rare treasure! It's such a waste that a beauty like you is only enjoyed by your husband, hehe, I'll be your first lover today!"

After saying this, Zhou Luo pressed his body forward, and Lin Ya's lower body rose high with his movement, now Zhou Luo was thrusting into Lin Ya intensely from above.

"Look at your little hole, it's dripping wet from my big cock, see?"

Zhou Luo's words were like those of a demon. Lin Ya opened her hazy eyes and saw her own full breasts swaying. Looking further ahead, she saw a thick, purplish-red cock thrusting in and out of her pink little hole, with copious amounts of vaginal fluid gushing out, making a mess of the pubic hair on her lower abdomen. Lin Ya felt a jolt in her mind, all thoughts of chastity were thrown to the back of her mind, she only wanted to be raped by this lecherous thief to the point of ecstasy.

"Oh... I see... so big... so comfortable... so beautiful... you... you lecherous thief... how are you doing this... making me feel so numb... so wet... so amazing..."

Zhou Luo stopped talking lewdly, he just held Lin Ya's legs and kept thrusting his cock in and out. Unlike before, Zhou Luo didn't just thrust in straight in; instead, he pierced in from the left, right, up, and down, sometimes even twisting, allowing the flesh of his glans to rub more tightly against Lin Ya's vaginal walls.

Lin Ya felt a different kind of tingling sensation than before; she could feel her vagina tightly gripping the penis of this man who wasn't her husband. The shameful yet incredibly stimulating pleasure was something Shen Shuo could never give her. Lin Ya had always considered herself a very self-disciplined martial artist, but now she couldn't control her vaginal fluids and the moans escaping her lips, simply because the pleasure Zhou Luo was giving her was too intense. A vague feeling crept over her; she knew she would eventually have to betray Shen Shuo again.

Silence fell over the forest, broken only by Zhou Luo's soft panting, and more so by Lin Ya's seductive moans, the sounds of flesh colliding and fluids mingling at their joined bodies. To an unsuspecting observer, the scene would appear as a blissful union of lovers, the sky their blanket and the earth their bed. Little did they know that less than an hour earlier, this stunning beauty had attempted to kill the man she was having sex with, while her husband had been secretly watching and masturbating!

Shen Shuo was in agony, not from witnessing his beloved wife's pleasure at the hands of another man, but from the fact that he was about to ejaculate, yet had to suppress his rapid breathing to avoid being discovered. Shen Shuo felt utterly humiliated, having willingly allowed his wife to be enjoyed by a lecherous man while he watched. However, Shen Shuo also firmly believed his master's words: even if he intervened, Lin Ya would not escape the Twelve Men's Tribulation; intervention would only cause them embarrassment. Therefore, he decided to endure it.

Zhou Luo didn't have such thoughts. He just felt that he must have been a great person in his past life, which was why such a beautiful woman had come to him today. Zhou Luo couldn't help but have a bold idea. This beauty's body was so alluring and extremely sensitive, and her martial arts skills were very high. Why not find a way to take her as his own? Wouldn't that give him both a gorgeous sex slave and a bodyguard? Thinking of this, Zhou Luo buried himself in his work and worked even harder, as if he wouldn't stop until Lin Ya begged for mercy.

"Oh...be gentle...it's hitting the spot...it'll break...be gentle...good brother...Ya'er...Ya'er can't take it anymore...it's so embarrassing...what if Ya'er's husband sees this...ah...it feels so good..."

Shen Shuo thought to himself, "You're saying what if he sees this? Your husband is watching right now!" "Little beauty, your name is Ya'er? What a nice name. It doesn't matter if your husband sees this. If he divorces you, little beauty, come and follow me! I'll love you every day. Hehe..."

"How...how will you love me...like...like this..."

"That's right, like this, I'll use my big cock to thrust hard into you until you can't live without me. Haha!"

"Ah...come on...come and fuck Ya'er...Ya'er feels so good being fucked..."

"You're such a slut! Do you really like big cocks that much? Say it, say 'this little slut likes big cocks.'" "

No...no...Ya'er only likes husband, doesn't like big...big...doesn't like that...ouch...be gentle..."

"Still not talking? In a moment, I'll carry you to the main street of town and fuck you hard!"

"I'll talk...Ya'er will talk...Ya'er...this little slut...this little slut likes...likes...big...big..."

"Big what? Tell me!"

"Big...big cock...Ya'er, this little slut, likes big cock..."

"Hahaha...okay, I'll fuck you with my big cock every day!"

"Fuck me...come fuck me...ah ah...Ya'er is almost there...almost there..."

Zhou Luo fiercely thrust his penis into Lin Ya's body again and again, his hands not idle either, each hand gripping Lin Ya's swaying breasts tightly, kneading Lin Ya's snow-white breasts with the movement of his lower body, the engorged and erect rosy tips appearing and disappearing between Zhou Luo's fingers.

Seeing Zhou Luo's clenched teeth, Shen Shuo knew he was about to ejaculate from his wife's intense pleasure. He recalled how, when he first married Lin Ya, he too had nearly succumbed to her charms, only managing to avoid embarrassment in front of her thanks to his exceptional virility.

Just as Shen Shuo suspected, Zhou Luo was also holding back. He hadn't expected this beauty to possess such a treasure. Although Lin Ya was on the verge of climax, he wasn't faring much better. Lin Ya's clitoris seemed to possess a suction force, constantly drawing in his glans as it pounded against her, while simultaneously opening slowly, as if welcoming this intruder who wasn't his husband.

Zhou Luo had originally intended to continue for two hours, but now he realized he couldn't hold back any longer. Gritting his teeth, he mustered his remaining strength and thrust forcefully into Lin Ya's clitoris. Even if it meant earning him the reputation of an unyielding virility, he was determined to penetrate her clitoris before ejaculating. Zhou Luo thrust wildly, his entire penis plunging out and then forcefully submerging into Lin Ya's honeyed depths. Endless streams of lustful fluid sprayed out with each thrust, mingling with the sweat covering their bodies.

Lin Ya clung to the back of Zhou Luo's neck, her slender waist rising to meet his ravaging, moaning incoherently, uttering things like "Big Cock Brother" and "Big Cock Kiss." Her body's instincts told her that she should simply continue to respond to the man's movements. Therefore, Lin Ya's legs were tightly wrapped around Zhou Luo's waist, as if afraid that his movements would pull out the penis that brought her such intense pleasure.

"Oh, darling...so good! Ya'er is flying...your big cock is so powerful, it's making Ya'er feel like she's falling apart...Ya'er is going to be fucked to death...faster...so good..."

Zhou Luo had reached the climax. Suddenly, he grabbed Lin Ya's snowy buttocks with both hands and lifted her up, thrusting his penis downwards with force. With Lin Ya's head thrown back and she screaming, Zhou Luo's glans had already pushed open Lin Ya's flower core. Lin Ya's whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, wave after wave of ultimate orgasm surging from her lower abdomen to her whole body. The tingling and pleasurable pleasure almost made Lin Ya faint.

At this moment, Zhou Luo could no longer hold back. With a roar, he poured all the thick semen that had accumulated over the past few days into Lin Ya's uterus. Lin Ya's orgasm had not yet ended. Now, being doused with the hot semen, a second wave of orgasm struck again, making Lin Ya lose her senses.

Zhou Luo collapsed onto Lin Ya's delicate body, panting heavily but feeling immense satisfaction. He looked at the beauty beneath him; although she was already married, her vagina was as tight as a virgin's, and her body was extremely sensitive. If properly trained, she would surely become a top-quality sex slave. What was even more remarkable was her extremely beautiful appearance, possessing an ethereal and otherworldly charm. Who would have thought that this woman could be so wanton? Coupled with her perfectly proportioned body, she was truly irresistible.

Gently stroking Lin Ya's sweat-dampened hair, Zhou Luo pondered how to make her his own. His original plan was to rape her until she was exhausted, then use his master's secret Heart Cleansing Technique. However, this technique only worked when the woman was extremely weak. Looking at Lin Ya, he saw she was only weak from an orgasm and would recover after a rest; the Heart Cleansing Technique wouldn't be very effective. But then he thought, what if Lin Ya regained her strength and tried to kill him again? He might not have the same opportunity as before.

Thinking this, Zhou Luo gently patted Lin Ya's cheek. Because the Heart Cleansing Technique required looking into the eyes, Zhou Luo was risking waking Lin Ya. Lin Ya's beautiful eyes flickered a few times, slowly looking at Zhou Luo. When Zhou Luo met those clear eyes, he felt a sense of foreboding, because a strong killing intent enveloped him!

Having been hunted for years, Zhou Luo didn't think much. He immediately pulled himself back, but before he could even stand, Lin Ya's right index finger unleashed a ball of white sword energy, swiftly striking towards his heart.

Zhou Luo channeled all his inner strength, trying to maximize his lightness skill, but the exertion from their recent lovemaking had left his legs somewhat weak. He paused slightly, unable to escape the attack of the white sword energy.

However, Lin Ya, like Zhou Luo, also flicked her fingertip slightly, causing the sword energy to rise half an inch. By the time it reached Zhou Luo, it wasn't piercing his heart, but his shoulder. A flower of blood bloomed in the air. Zhou Luo groaned, leaping back ten feet from the impact of the sword energy. Although he had escaped death, the pain of having his shoulder pierced through was excruciating. Zhou Luo quickly pressed several acupoints to stop the bleeding. Fortunately, his meridians weren't damaged, so it wasn't too serious.

Zhou Luo was puzzled. Lin Ya's martial arts were superb, and her sword strike was extremely powerful. At such close range, he should have had no chance of avoiding it, so why had he missed?

Lin Ya was extremely annoyed. It turned out that when they finished their lovemaking, Zhou Luo's penis hadn't been withdrawn, and Lin Ya's vagina was very tight. Even though Zhou Luo's penis had softened and shrunk, it wouldn't slip out. But when Zhou Luo jumped back, he pulled his penis out, and the friction caused Lin Ya's mind to jolt, causing her sword strike to miss its mark.

Looking at Zhou Luo's limp penis, Lin Ya felt disgusted, but thinking about the extreme pleasure it had just given her, her feelings became complicated. Even her brother Shuo had never heard her lewd moans! She was so ashamed! This lecherous thief, she had to kill him today, otherwise, if word of this happened in the martial arts world, she and her husband would be finished.

Thinking of this, Lin Ya conjured a blade from her finger, and a white blade aura appeared on her hand. Zhou Luo was horrified. It turned out that when Lin Ya had targeted him, she had single-handedly fought Zhou Luo and six of his men. Zhou Luo had assumed Lin Ya was a naive young heroine unaware of his own strength, so he had sent his men to play with her. Unexpectedly, Lin Ya had cleaved the six men into twelve pieces with a single white blade aura.

The ruthlessness of her attack still sent shivers down Zhou Luo's spine. Just as Zhou Luo was about to flee, he saw Lin Ya still sitting on the stone slab, the blush on her face from their lovemaking fading but slowly returning. Seeing Lin Ya constantly glancing at her lower abdomen, Zhou Luo secretly rejoiced. So the semen he had just ejaculated was flowing out!

Zhou Luo was right. Just as Lin Ya was about to get up and chase after Zhou Luo, she discovered that the semen inside her uterus was slowly flowing back out, making her inner thighs sticky. If she got up now, wouldn't all the semen flow out?

Seeing his chance, Zhou Luo used his lightness skill to flee into the woods. Lin Ya, forgetting all shame, let out a sharp cry and unleashed a white blade of energy that slashed fiercely towards Zhou Luo. The energy, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, aimed to cleave him in two!

Zhou Luo felt a sharp pain in his back from the force of the energy. Looking back, he was terrified. This blade of energy was several times stronger than anything he had seen before. Zhou Luo used all his strength to desperately dodge to the side, but he only managed to avoid it; his right arm was gone.

A scream echoed through the woods as Zhou Luo rolled on the ground in agony. His arm, which had once belonged to him, lay silently beside him. But Zhou Luo knew he couldn't give up, because Lin Ya would definitely continue her attack. He struggled to his feet and continued his escape into the depths of the forest.

Lin Ya's lower body had already leaked semen after that slash. Her pretty face flushed red, and she quickly pulled a handkerchief from her clothes to wipe it away. Unexpectedly, the more she wiped, the more semen flowed out, soaking the handkerchief. Ignoring it, Lin Ya grabbed her clothes and chased after

the bloodstains. She followed the trail until it disappeared into a patch of grass about waist-high. Lin Ya looked at it, a slight smile playing on her lips. She channeled white energy into her fingers again, this time not sword or saber energy, but short, sharp bursts of energy like flying arrows. Several bursts of energy passed through the bushes without making a sound.

Lin Ya approached the bushes, one hand clutching her clothes to cover her alluring body, the other parting the bushes. Behind the bushes was a cliff. "Your luck has run out. Fine, considering our past joys, this handkerchief will accompany you on your journey!" Lin Ya said, throwing the handkerchief, stained with yang semen, off the cliff. Lin Ya sighed softly, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. Afterwards, Lin Ya dressed and used her lightness skill to leave.

Chapter Four:

The forest returned to silence. The stone slab in the clearing lay quietly, but the gradually drying water stains on the slab and the several gruesome pools of blood on the ground told of what had happened here.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the bushes nearby, startling several sparrows into flight. A naked, one-armed, bloodied figure struggled to climb out. The figure was panting heavily, his face pale from blood loss. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhou Luo, who should have fallen off the cliff!

Zhou Luo's hair was disheveled, and he was no longer the dashing figure he once was; only his eyes gleamed with a sinister light. Zhou Luo scrambled towards his clothes, cursing under his breath.

"You damn bitch... I'll fuck you and then turn my back on you... Once I find my master and heal my wounds... hehe... I'll give you a good beating... so you'll never forget this..."

Knowing he was too badly injured to escape Lin Ya's pursuit, Zhou Luo, in his desperation, suddenly remembered Lin Ya's lack of experience in the martial world. So, he deliberately dripped blood onto the cliff face, hiding nearby while holding his breath. Lin Ya fell for it, believing Zhou Luo had truly fallen to his death. When Lin Ya left, Zhou Luo exclaimed with relief; anyone else would have searched the area, ensuring Zhou Luo's capture.

Overjoyed at his narrow escape, Zhou Luo grabbed his clothes with his remaining hand. Inside was a hidden pocket containing something more important than his life. But when he opened the pocket, his joy vanished, replaced by terror.

The pocket was empty.

Why? Zhou Luo didn't even need to think; it must have been that beautiful young woman who took it. This beauty represented the legitimate forces. If what was in the hidden bag was exposed, then his master's arrangements and plans over the past thirty years would be completely useless, and he would be guilty of a heinous crime.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo's previous thoughts of humiliating Lin Ya vanished completely. Now he only regretted his indiscriminate actions, having provoked such a venomous woman as Lin Ya. Although she had given him a good time, Zhou Luo had paid a heavy price! He had lost an arm, his internal energy was almost completely depleted, and now he had even lost something so important!

Zhou Luo's mind went blank; he didn't know what to do. Just as Zhou Luo was anxious, another, even more terrifying killing god quietly appeared behind him.

Shen Shuo looked at the pale-faced Zhou Luo with a gloomy expression. He felt frustrated, not because Zhou Luo had made him wear a green hat, but because he was frustrated that Zhou Luo had finished so quickly, leaving him halfway through masturbating without any energy. This guy, who called himself a lecher, surrendered obediently in front of his beloved wife!

The feeling of masturbating halfway through was truly awful. Not only did his penis remain erect for a long time, but the discomfort of having his boiling blood abruptly extinguished was unbearable. This lecher spoke so confidently, yet he only made Lin Ya come twice—no, not counting the time with her fingers—he ejaculated after just one time. He was truly useless!

However, he should also thank Zhou Luo for showing him the influence of the Yin Body on Ya'er. Seeing his beloved wife's performance just now, even more so than when they were intimate, and how so naturally she let a stranger have his way with her, he felt a pang of jealousy… But it was all for the best; Ya'er had escaped a calamity…

Zhou Luo looked at the man who had silently appeared behind him, despair filling his heart. The aura emanating from this man was even more terrifying than the beautiful woman from before. He knew very well that this man was definitely not there to save him. But Zhou Luo was also puzzled; this man didn't say a word, just stared at him, his expression shifting between light and shadow, completely obscuring his thoughts.

The two stared at each other, the forest returning to a brief silence.

"You… who are you?" Zhou Luo couldn't bear this torment any longer. He knew this man's intentions were hostile, yet he neither attacked nor spoke, just stared at him for so long. This feeling was worse than a direct strike.

Shen Shuo was pulled back to reality by Zhou Luo's voice, and his murderous intent resurfaced. Although this man had saved his beloved wife from certain death, the fact remained that he had raped her, and as her husband, he couldn't let him live.

"What's in the hidden bag?" Shen Shuo hadn't seen Lin Ya take anything from the hidden bag, but under these circumstances, it was impossible for anyone else to have taken it.

And judging from Zhou Luo's reaction just now, it didn't seem like he was faking it. Although Shen Shuo could hint at it to Lin Ya afterward, Lin Ya might suspect that Shen Shuo knew about his rape, which would be disastrous.

"Anyway, I'm going to die anyway, so of course I won't let you get away with it... If you want to know, go ask that beauty! I bet you were peeking from the side just now, hehe, maybe if you ask, that slut will recruit you as her lover... and make her husband wear a huge green hat... hahaha..." Knowing he was going to die, Zhou Luo wasn't so afraid anymore. As for Shen Shuo's appearance, Zhou Luo wasn't stupid; he could guess that Shen Shuo had seen what had just happened.

Shen Shuo was trembling with rage. Although he had just suppressed the humiliation in his heart with the Calming Heart Technique, it didn't mean he wouldn't hold a grudge. Zhou Luo's provocative words finally ignited his fury. A red aura suddenly appeared around his body, and his hands were surrounded by white light.

This wasn't the first time Zhou Luo had seen this deadly white light. Now he roughly understood the connection between this man and the beautiful woman from before. They both knew the same martial arts, so they were at least fellow disciples. Since he had seen his fellow disciple being humiliated by this lecherous scoundrel, the senior brother naturally wouldn't let him off the hook. Shen Shuo slowly extended his palm towards Zhou Luo. Zhou Luo thought Shen Shuo would cleave him in two with a single strike, after all, he had witnessed Lin Ya's domineering white light blade.

But Zhou Luo was once again frightened by the white light. The white light slowly extended from Shen Shuo's palm, and as the distance between the light and Zhou Luo decreased, the light began to split in two, then in four. Although Zhou Luo had never seen anything like this before, he wasn't foolish enough to think that the light was healing him. Although he thought he could accept death, Zhou Luo sensed that the man before him would not give him a quick death. His survival instinct kicked in again, and he channeled the last of his true energy into his dantian, trying to get as far away from the man as possible.

But it was too late.

The energy pierced through Zhou Luo's vital acupoints, and Zhou Luo could even see one of the rays piercing his crown. A

scream even more horrifying than when his arm was severed echoed through the forest, startling many birds. Zhou Luo rolled on the ground, his almost stopped bleeding arm gushing blood again. The blood mixed with sand and stained Zhou Luo's body. He looked like a puppet bound by countless threads, only these threads were embedded alive in his acupoints.

Zhou Luo had never experienced such pain before. Compared to the pain of losing his arm, it was like a tickle. He felt as if countless tiny knives were traveling along his meridians, cutting and slicing inside him. With each cut, Zhou Luo felt his strength diminish, but the pain intensified. Zhou Luo was terrified. For the first time, he knew the feeling of being unable to live or die.

"Kill me...please, don't torture me like this anymore..." Zhou Luo's trembling hand reached out to Shen Shuo, but even this small movement felt incredibly difficult.

"Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death." Shen Shuo looked at Zhou Luo coldly.

"I...I can't say it...Master will kill me if I say it...I swore an oath..."

"Hmph, you're about to die, what do you care about oaths? Do you believe I can keep you like this for three days and three nights!" Shen Shuo wasn't just threatening; he could indeed completely embed these threads into Zhou Luo's meridians.

"Spare me...please..." Zhou Luo begged for mercy, refusing to utter a word about the contents of the hidden bag.

Just as Shen Shuo was about to continue torturing Zhou Luo, a barely perceptible fluctuation emanated from Zhou Luo's meridians. Shen Shuo held his breath for a moment, a wicked smile appearing on his lips.

"Good, I thought you were powerless to resist, but I didn't expect you to have one last trick up your sleeve! So it's the Heart-Destroying Technique of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Art...Tell me, is Shang Qizhen your master?"

Though tormented beyond recognition by excruciating pain, Zhou Luo was still drenched in cold sweat. His surprise wasn't that this person had discovered his Heart-Destroying Technique, which he had prepared to use to kill himself, but rather that this person knew the name of his master, who had been hidden for so long and almost considered dead by the righteous path!

For thirty years, he had not set foot in the martial world, secretly cultivating his strength to launch a counterattack against the righteous path. Although his master had lost all his internal energy when Yang Tian injured him, he unexpectedly opened his Ren and Du meridians. With the help of the sect's treasure, the "Returning Heaven Pill," his master's power had surpassed that of his past self. However, the reborn master was more composed and experienced. He secretly cultivated many disciples and placed several of them in the righteous path, hoping to find a weakness and wash away the previous humiliation in one fell swoop.

"Why...why..." Zhou Luo was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. After today's events, Zhou Luo felt that his confidence, self-esteem, pride, and everything else had been completely destroyed. He finally understood that he was now nothing more than a useless person waiting to die at the mercy of others.

"Hmph! You don't need to know. Now you can only obediently tell me what you know, understand?"

"I...I...okay...you...please take away this strange skill first..."

Shen Shuo withdrew his hand, and the countless eerie, deadly white lights disappeared from Zhou Luo's body. Zhou Luo, who had been tormented by the white lights, immediately collapsed, only having the strength to breathe. Shen Shuo

didn't really intend to spare his life. After all, he was Shang Qizhen's disciple and a lecherous thief whom everyone wanted to kill. Shen Shuo certainly had no reason to spare his life. It was just that his self-created "Tiger Heart Thread" move was really vicious. Although it was extremely efficient for interrogation, it still didn't suit Shen Shuo's nature.

Zhou Luo slowly regained some strength and knew in his heart that he couldn't escape, so he told everything he knew.

"Three months ago, someone gave me a letter and my master's unique token. Before I left my master after mastering the Yin-Yang Erosion Technique, he said that when the time was right, he would send someone to give me these two items, and I had to return to my master's side immediately."

"Who gave you the letter and the token?"

"I don't know. He suddenly appeared behind me, and I was knocked down before I could even see who he was. When I woke up, I found these two items in my clothes."

"Hmph, you even learned the Yin-Yang Erosion Technique, yet you were knocked down so easily. Never mind, what did the letter say?"

"The letter only said to go to the Qitian Restaurant in Jianghuai City, use your internal energy to hold the token in your hand, and someone would tell me where my master is now."

Shen Shuo was secretly shocked. The Qitian Restaurant in Jianghuai City was ostensibly the most luxurious restaurant in Jianghuai, but in reality, it was the main intelligence gathering place for the righteous path in the Jiangnan region, and only important figures within each sect knew about it. If Zhou Luo hadn't lied, it meant that Shang Qizhen had already gained control over the righteous path's forces.

"What kind of token is that?"

"It's a jade seal specially made by Master. It's said that if you hold it while practicing the sect's internal energy cultivation method, your fellow disciples within a fifty-foot radius who also have tokens will be able to spot it. It's also a certificate to confirm your identity with your fellow disciples."

"This is really troublesome. Aren't you fellow disciples? Why are you doing this?"

"Actually, we fellow disciples have never met each other. Master said that for the sake of the bigger picture, he must prevent any opportunity to cause trouble. He said the day we disciples recognize each other will be the day the time is ripe." "

So you don't know your fellow disciples, and you don't even know how many there are?"

Zhou Luo nodded.

"Shang Qizhen's skills have all recovered, right?"

"That's right. Master survived a great ordeal, and his skills are much higher than before, maybe even higher than yours."

"I never would have guessed. Doesn't that make him the best in the world? But if that's the case, why is he still so secretive?"

"I don't know. But although Master is highly skilled in martial arts, he always says that two fists can't beat four hands, so he secretly cultivates his fellow disciples to follow the righteous path."

"You really don't know your fellow disciples?"

Zhou Luo nodded again.

Shen Shuo stared at him, making sure Zhou Luo wasn't lying, then sighed. It seemed difficult to get any like-minded people out of Zhou Luo.

However, Shen Shuo now faces another dilemma. If Zhou Luo is telling the truth, then even obtaining the token from Lin Ya will be useless. Given Shang Qizhen's cunning, the token will likely provide no clues whatsoever; otherwise, Shang Qizhen wouldn't have resorted to such a troublesome method.

But if the only option is to use the Yin-Yang Erosion Technique, then Zhou Luo cannot be killed, at least not now. This puts Shen Shuo in a difficult position regarding his wife's reaction.

What should he do?

Currently, the best approach seems to be threatening Zhou Luo, using him to lure out his fellow disciples. But will the other righteous sects believe Zhou Luo? Even Shen Shuo himself isn't entirely sure if Zhou Luo will actually listen to him.

Hiding Zhou Luo? That won't work either. Zhou Luo's disappearance will definitely alert Shang Qizhen. Considering they are still operating covertly, Shang Qizhen's group probably doesn't yet possess the strength to directly confront the righteous sects, and hiding Zhou Luo is pointless.

It seems the only option is to kill Zhou Luo directly. However, this would make him unjustly cuckolded, since, from a certain perspective, his wife used her body to obtain this information.

Shen Shuo stared at the half-dead Zhou Luo with a bitter face. This was truly a headache. He had finally found a clue that there was a traitor within the righteous path, but now he was in even greater trouble.

Just then, Shen Shuo, with his keen senses, sensed a faint killing intent! Almost simultaneously, Zhou Luo suddenly widened his eyes, black blood trickling from his mouth, and his stiff body collapsed to the side. Shen Shuo was shocked and rushed forward to find that Zhou Luo was dead!

Shang Qizhen!

Chapter Five

Half a month has passed.

During these half months, Shen Shuo has been in a state of extremely complex emotions. He witnessed his beloved wife and junior sister's betrayal in an extremely easy yet bizarre way, yet he willingly put aside his husbandly pride, appeared before Zhou Luo to question her, and then, when he obtained almost no valuable information, let Zhou Luo be assassinated before his eyes.

Zhou Luo's death did indeed put Shen Shuo on guard. Ever since he had cultivated the "Four Gods" to the fourth level, he had always considered himself the best martial artist in the world. Yet, someone had managed to kill Zhou Luo right before his eyes. What extraordinary stealth and internal strength could accomplish that? If Zhou Luo's words were true, then only Shang Qizhen possessed such ability. This was a threat, and also a disgrace. However, compared to that, his beloved wife's behavior under Zhou Luo's crotch was even more unbearable for Shen Shuo, even with the Peace of Mind Technique.

The Peace of Mind Technique was very useful at the moment, but it could not erase the pain of betrayal. Shen Shuo kept telling himself, "Ya'er was influenced by the Heavenly Yin Body," "Master is always right," "Ya'er was destined to be like this." Shen Shuo didn't know how many times he had said these words, but the bitterness and pain in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.

What's even more heartbreaking is that ever since Shen Shuo hinted to Ya'er that he didn't care about his wife's infidelity that night, Ya'er acted as if nothing had happened. Her lewd behavior towards the strange man in the woods that day seemed perfectly natural. Shen Shuo didn't know what his wife was thinking, and he dared not ask, but his heart was growing increasingly chaotic day by day.

Furthermore, Ya'er hadn't shown Shen Shuo what was in Zhou Luo's hidden pocket that day. Shen Shuo didn't know why, but he couldn't ask. Every day, Shen Shuo had to pretend nothing had happened when facing his wife's innocent smile and unparalleled beauty, as if everything in the woods had never occurred.

Ya'er was still so beautiful, her figure still so exquisite, but Shen Shuo vaguely sensed that Ya'er was radiating a faint but different aura than before. Shen Shuo didn't know what this aura would become in a while; he seemed to have a slight premonition of misfortune.

These past few afternoons had often been filled with thunderstorms, the oppressive weather mirroring Shen Shuo's mood, yet he still had to pretend everything was sunny and bright.

"Brother Shuo, what are you thinking about?" His wife's face appeared before him, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.

"Nothing... just... the weather's not feeling well, and we're going to Qitian Restaurant tomorrow. Didn't Manager Luo secretly send us a message last time asking us to come? I was wondering if something big has happened?" "

That's true, Brother Shuo, I almost forgot. Uncle Luo once said he would only notify us if something very important happened, but we haven't heard anything like it lately!"

"We don't go out often, so how would we hear any news?" Shen Shuo smiled slightly and gently tapped his wife's cheek.

"Oh dear! We'll find out tomorrow anyway, why think so much? Brother Shuo, Xiaoya's gone out to collect the laundry, it's about to rain!" Lin Ya, being simple-minded, jumped out after saying that.

Shen Shuo smiled. This girl, though married, was still like a little girl—so innocent, so adorable, so naive, so wanton… Shen Shuo's heart tightened. He quickly shook his head, forcing himself not to think about it anymore. Ya'er must have her reasons for not taking the things out of the hidden pouch. Perhaps the naive yet clever Ya'er thought the jade seal and letter wouldn't help avenge her master, so she threw them away… Yes, that must be it… Shen Shuo nodded firmly, got up, and went out to help his wife.

The next day, Qitian Restaurant.

As the largest restaurant in Jianghuai City, and even in the South, Qitian Restaurant was always packed. This five-story restaurant, with its pagoda-like exterior, stands on the busiest street in Jianghuai City. It offers delicious food and drinks at prices affordable to ordinary people, as well as lavish banquets for the extravagant wealthy. This all-encompassing approach has made Qitian Restaurant incredibly popular. Of course, popularity attracts envy from competitors, but the owner of Qitian Restaurant is clearly ruthless and cunning; many who tried to sabotage it have disappeared from Jianghuai City.

Shen Shuo doesn't know who owns Qitian Restaurant, nor is he interested in finding out. He only knows that intelligence gathering in the righteous martial arts world of the South relies on this restaurant, and now that it might be being used by Shang Qizhen, Shen Shuo is very worried. He must tell Manager Luo about the seriousness of this matter.

At midday, Qitian Restaurant was packed with people. Several layers of ordinary citizens, arriving late, lined the magnificent entrance. Distinguished guests, however, were escorted upstairs through a separate door—not a back door or side entrance, but a gateway to the wealthy residential area of Jianghuai City. Sixteen burly men with impressive family backgrounds guarded this entrance, ensuring these wealthy gentlemen felt respected and had their money to burn.

Beneath this facade, however, lay a secret: these seemingly friendly waiters and supervisors possessed lip-reading skills. Each tacitly guarded their assigned area, their seemingly normal glances subtly scanning the guests' faces, their minds swiftly noting any subtle clues—rumors, coded messages—which they then relayed to the kitchen.

In the private rooms on the fourth floor and above, reserved for high-status guests, there are also hidden microphones that can hear conversations. These microphones are connected to eavesdroppers, and the information is then collected and reported. The person in charge of these people, from their assessment and training to the integration of all intelligence, is Manager Luo, the head manager of Qitian Restaurant.

Manager Luo's background is also a mystery. Even the leaders of righteous sects only know that he is a veteran of Qitian Restaurant since its founding, and that the boss behind the scenes trusts him implicitly, entrusting him with all affairs. Manager Luo has lived up to expectations, managing the dual role of Qitian Restaurant exceptionally well. Even though he has been famous for a long time, only the leaders of the most powerful sects know the true face of Qitian Restaurant. If it weren't for Manager Luo's extremely unremarkable appearance, people might have equated him with the boss behind the scenes.

Shen Shuo and Lin Ya, disguised as an ordinary young couple from the countryside, quietly entered the restaurant through the back door of the kitchen. It was said that every sect had its own unique way of entering the restaurant and its own false identities; this was, of course, one of the measures to avoid being discovered by those with ulterior motives. Shen Shuo and Lin Ya had been here several times before, and they easily navigated the restaurant's secret passage to an elegant private room on the fourth floor. Inside, Manager Luo had already prepared food and drinks and was seated.

Shen Shuo looked at the unassuming but shrewd-eyed, thin old man before him, feeling immense respect. He had once saved his seriously injured master, Yang Tian, and had worked tirelessly to find Yang Tian's enemies. The two had become close friends. Manager Luo had also doted on Shen Shuo and Lin Ya when they were young. After Yang Tian's death, Manager Luo wept bitterly before his memorial tablet, lamenting that he had no friends left to share drinks with in this life. To Shen Shuo and Lin Ya, Manager Luo was like a second father. Shen Shuo and Lin Ya respectfully bowed to Manager Luo.

"Oh dear, you two are just like your master, always so full of formalities. You can't seem to understand. Come, come, sit down and have a drink with Uncle Luo." Manager Luo was in a good mood. He had no family, so he considered Yang Tian, this rare confidant, and his apprentice as family. It was a rare occasion to see them, so his joy was understandable.

"Uncle Luo, you look very well. But at lunchtime, when the restaurant is practically overflowing with customers, you, the manager, are still sitting here leisurely. Isn't that a bit much?" Although Lin Ya concealed her stunning beauty, her clear, bright eyes and melodious voice were still captivating.

"Oh dear? It's been so long since I've seen you, and your first words are sarcastic? Looks like your husband spoils you too much at home. I'm telling you, Xiao Shuo, a man's dignity must be respected!"

"Uncle Luo, please don't take offense. Xiao Ya has always been like this; you know that." Shen Shuo smiled wryly, spreading his hands slightly.

"Hahaha! The world's number one martial arts master is actually henpecked? Who would believe that?"

"No, no, no, Brother Shuo is a good husband. He won't blame me for anything I do." Lin Ya smiled sweetly, but Shen Shuo's heart tightened when he heard this.

"Hey, stop flirting in front of this old man! Are you taking advantage of the fact that he doesn't have a wife? If it weren't for all the work at the restaurant, I would have taken three wives and six concubines long ago..."

"Yes, yes, yes, Uncle, you were so dashing back in the day, you could charm a bunch of respectable women on the street, right?"

"You...you're making me so angry...I'm not saying anything more, Xiao Shuo, let's drink, let's ignore this shrew!"

"Xiao Ya, stop arguing with Uncle. He's always so busy, it's rare for him to get a break with us, so don't make him tired!"

"Oh! I was just joking. Uncle is the best person, he must know that Xiao Ya is doing this to help him relax, right?" Lin Ya showed a little girl's expression, wrapping her arms around Manager Luo's hands. Shen Shuo caught a glimpse of Manager Luo's elbow deeply pressed between Lin Ya's ample breasts, and was startled, wondering if Ya'er was going too far. However, seeing Manager Luo's smiling face, a loving smile like a father to his daughter, Shen Shuo couldn't help but curse himself for overthinking. How could Manager Luo be this kind of person?

"But Xiao Ya is right, Uncle can't be away for too long. I have to eat a few bites with you and then hurry up and leave. The Governor of Huainan is hosting a banquet later, and I, as the manager, can't not show my face!"

"Uncle is really busy. I wonder when you'll have a moment of leisure? But Uncle specifically called us here today, is there something important?" Shen Shuo certainly wouldn't forget the important matter of the day, but he wanted to ask Manager Luo first if he knew any clues.

"Is it really important that I called you here to drink with your uncle? It's not that I like to criticize you, but I doted on you so much when you were little, and now you have to be invited just to visit? The world is going to the dogs!"

"Uncle, it's just that Brother Shuo doesn't like crowds, so don't blame him!" Lin Ya said playfully, saying she wouldn't blame Shen Shuo, but actually she was subtly teasing her husband.

"I knew it, you've learned this personality from your master perfectly. I used to go to him myself. Oh well, as long as you don't forget that there's an old man who's always thinking of you."

Shen Shuo felt helpless. It seemed that Manager Luo hadn't discovered anything before calling him. Although he wanted to tell him about the possible traitor in the restaurant, seeing Manager Luo's happy expression, he didn't want to dampen his spirits. It seemed he could only investigate the matter more thoroughly first.

The three of them were in a good mood, toasting each other and serving each other food. Shen Shuo didn't care much. However, before he had even finished his bowl of rice, a waiter came to announce that the Governor of Huainan had arrived.

"Sigh, Uncle has to go and put on a show. You guys enjoy your meal. Qingxuanzi from the Wudang Sect will be here later. He's the second-in-command of Wudang. I'll introduce you to him." "

Brother Shuo, you go ahead. Xiaoya doesn't like these kinds of occasions." Just as Shen Shuo disliked crowds and noise, Lin Ya also disliked scenes of flattery with strangers. Shen Shuo and Manager Luo knew Lin Ya's personality and didn't say anything.

After Manager Luo hurriedly left, Shen Shuo and his wife ate while playfully bickering. After all the bowls on the table were empty, Lin Ya gently kissed her husband and went home first. Shen Shuo continued to sit in the private room, drinking tea and thoughtfully watching the passersby outside the window.

Lin Ya left Jianghuai City. Her ordinary appearance after disguise wouldn't cause her any trouble, but as soon as she stepped out of the city gate, large raindrops began to fall. Lin Ya's internal energy could easily withstand the raindrops soaking her body, but in addition to the heavy rain, rumbling thunder also continuously echoed from the dark clouds.

Lin Ya had always been afraid of thunder. Now, stuck at the city gate, she was caught in a dilemma. Going home meant walking thirty miles in the pouring rain and thunder, while returning to the restaurant meant facing insincere flattery from strangers. After a moment's thought, Lin Ya decided against it. She disliked flattery even more than thunder. So, channeling her inner energy, she decided to go straight home

. The simple-minded Lin Ya was terrified of being struck by lightning, so she avoided the relatively open roads. She remembered a hilly path surrounded by large trees, so she turned and headed down it.

The rain was torrential, but it didn't soak Lin Ya. The raindrops bounced off three inches from her body. Listening to the distant thunder, Lin Ya gradually relaxed, realizing she had made the right choice.

But who could predict where lightning would strike? Lin Ya had barely finished congratulating herself when a massive bolt of lightning struck the nearby mountainside. Startled, her inner energy faltered, and the torrential rain instantly soaked her.

Being wet wouldn't have been so bad, but the shock made Lin Ya too afraid to go any further. Then she saw a small thatched hut not far ahead, and her heart leaped with joy. Seeking shelter from the rain became her only thought.

Chapter Six:

As Lin Ya approached the hut, her keen senses detected that there was only one old man inside—an ordinary old man.

The rain intensified, leaving Lin Ya no time to hesitate. Being completely soaked was indeed unpleasant, and now she had no choice but to ask for shelter in her disheveled state.

Lin Ya gently knocked on the wooden door, and immediately heard somewhat unsteady footsteps from inside. With a soft "yikes," an aged face appeared behind the old door.

The old man had barely uttered "Who..." when he froze. His previously cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and the man, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, was speechless, which amused Lin Ya.

"Old man, I'm so sorry, I was caught in a downpour while traveling and would like to borrow your place to take shelter. Would that be convenient?" Lin Ya smiled slightly. She was currently just an ordinary village girl; had this old man not seen a woman in a long time?

"Ah... welcome... old man... this old man has never seen such a beautiful woman as you. Please, please come in!" The old man took a while to recover, his face showing some embarrassment.

Lin Ya instinctively touched her face. The rain had washed away her disguise, revealing her stunning beauty. Looking at her body, although she wore coarse cloth, it was too hot for her to wear thick clothes. The wet clothes clung to her skin, perfectly showcasing her full bust and slender waist. Now it was Lin Ya's turn to blush. No wonder this old man living alone in the wilderness was moved.

Lin Ya was in a bit of a dilemma, but considering the old man looked to be in his seventies or eighties, moved slowly and walked with a limp, and given her own high level of martial arts, she figured he wouldn't be in any danger. Besides, he had already asked to use the room, and the rain wasn't going to stop anytime soon, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in. As for her appearance… well, consider it a return gift!

*** *** ***

In Jianghuai City, Manager Luo excused himself from the banquet hosted by the Provincial Governor and led Shen Shuo to a private room. Sitting in the room was a Taoist priest, none other than Qing Xuanzi, the true leader of the Wudang Sect.

Shen Shuo had heard of this uncrowned leader of Wudang. He was the junior brother of the true leader, Qingzhenzi. Qingzhenzi was a rare martial arts genius in Wudang, with extraordinary talent. His cultivation was said to be on par with Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang. After Yang Tian single-handedly defeated the underworld alliance, it was Qingzhenzi who led Wudang to almost wipe out the remaining underworld masters who had escaped, bringing a new atmosphere to the martial arts world and making Wudang's prestige surpass that of Shaolin.

However, although Qingzhenzi's martial arts were high, his personality was too indifferent, and managing a sect was really not to his liking. Fortunately, his junior brother, Qingxuanzi, stepped in to help, managing Wudang well and making it the number one sect in the Central Plains. But fate is fair; Qingxuanzi's talent was mediocre, and his martial arts were far inferior to his senior brother's. Therefore, no one had called for Qingxuanzi to succeed as the leader in recent years.

Qing Xuanzi himself was quite open-minded. Although he often had a serious expression, his respect for his senior brother surpassed that for others. He was willing to be his senior brother's assistant so that his senior brother could focus on studying martial arts without distractions.

"Junior Shen Shuo is honored to meet you today, senior. I hope you will give me your guidance in the future." Although Shen Shuo didn't like this kind of occasion, it was inevitable to have such things once you entered the martial arts world, so he didn't reject it like Lin Ya.

"Young hero Shen, there's no need for such formalities. Your master has made many contributions to the Central Plains martial arts world, and we owe him a favor. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, we will do our best to help you!" Qing Xuanzi was imposing without being angry. Although his martial arts skills were not high, the authority he exuded was not to be underestimated.

"Senior also knows my master?"

"I've met him a few times. Alas, if the righteous path had united back then, Master Yang wouldn't have suffered such a tragedy. What a pity for such a good marriage!" Qing Xuanzi's face was filled with sorrow when he spoke of Yang Tian and Xie Zhi.

"The Venerable's secular name is Xie Yi. He and your master's wife are siblings. The Venerable admired your master and betrothed his sister to him," Manager Luo explained secretly from the side.

Shen Shuo suddenly realized that Qing Xuanzi had this connection to him.

"Manager Luo, has everything been settled with the Daoist Envoy?" Qing Xuanzi suppressed his sorrow, his face once again filled with majesty.

"It's been discovered. The governor's current inspection tour, ostensibly to investigate the people's conditions, is actually a covert contact with Zhangjiabao. The rumors seem to have some truth to them."

"Young Master Shen, Manager Luo said you've decided to join the martial world, and given that you're Yang Daxia's disciple, I won't hide it from you. The remnants of those who weren't killed by Yang Daxia and the righteous sects thirty years ago seem to be hiding in Zhangjiabao. Moreover, Zhangjiabao has a very deep connection with the Huainan governor who's currently hosting a banquet upstairs. There are many clues indicating that Zhangjiabao's rapid development in recent years is due to the Huainan governor's help, so it's very likely that the government wants to interfere in the affairs of the martial world."

Shen Shuo was shocked to hear this. He knew Zhangjiabao very well. This mysterious gang possessed a vast fortune and had rivaled Wudang in just five years. Although there wasn't much conflict between the two sides, anyone with a discerning eye could sense Zhangjiabao's ambition. And since Zhangjiabao was connected to his master's enemy, the situation was even more complicated. However, Qing Xuanzi revealing such crucial information to him upon their first meeting couldn't be as simple as just admiring him, could it?

"If there's anything Senior needs from me, please don't hesitate to speak up, and I will fulfill it without hesitation."

"Hmm, young hero is indeed intelligent. That's right, I have something to ask of you."

"Senior, please don't say that. Just give me your orders."

"Alright, I'll be frank. Young hero, you've been living in seclusion in Jianghuai, and no one in the martial arts world knows you. But I heard from Manager Luo that your martial arts are quite good, so after much thought, I've concluded that only you are capable of this undercover mission." Qing Xuanzi didn't mince words and stated his intentions directly.

"Undercover? Senior wants me to infiltrate Zhangjiabao?" Even without being told, Shen Shuo could have guessed.

"That's right. I've been wanting to send someone in, but we have very little information about Zhangjiabao. Only those with enough martial arts skills to protect themselves can enter. However, the people I trust are all somewhat famous. Zhangjiabao isn't stupid; they must know who's here. So, as soon as I heard about your matter, I asked Manager Luo to arrange this meeting today."

So that's how it is. No wonder Manager Luo was so busy but still made sure I met with Qingxuanzi. But this matter doesn't need much consideration; Shen Shuo has no reason to refuse. It's just that if Qingxuanzi wanted to ask Manager Luo for help, he could have simply sent a message. Why did he specifically invite me to meet? Is this a sign of valuing me, or is it just the custom of the martial world? It seems worldly matters are truly troublesome!

"Senior, there's no need for such request. As long as it helps my master avenge his death, I will go through fire and

water!" Qing Xuanzi's serious face softened with relief upon hearing Shen Shuo's quick agreement, and his tone became much more relaxed: "It's wonderful that Young Hero Shen can help. This way, I can arrange a way for you to enter Zhang Family Fort. I will ask Manager Luo to convey the details to you once I have arranged everything in the next few days. If you succeed this time, you will be the one to make the greatest contribution. I hope you will live up to your master's expectations!"

"Thank you, Senior. I will do my best to complete the task." Shen Shuo stood up and bowed, thinking that the meeting was finally over. But for some reason, he suddenly thought of his beloved wife.

*** *** ***

Inside the small house, Lin Ya sat on a stool, damp from the heat. A warm brazier was already lit in front of her. Although the firewood was damp and the smoke was thick, it didn't reach Lin Ya. Lin Ya had just watched the old man frantically moving firewood to start a fire, knocking over a pile of firewood and nearly slipping on his own foot while trying to grab the brazier. Seeing this, Lin Ya couldn't help but chuckle; the old man must not have seen anyone for a long time.

"Old man, please don't bother. I'm already extremely grateful that you let me take shelter from the rain. How could I trouble you further! Please sit down, or I won't be able to bear it."

"Oh dear, this old man hasn't had a guest in so long, look how flustered I am..."

"Do you live alone, old man?"

"Yes... I used to live in Jianghuai City, but my wife passed away a long time ago. I thought living in the city was boring, so I moved here to grow vegetables and occasionally take some to sell in the city. Life is alright." The old man said, pulling up a stool to sit next to Lin Ya and handing her a dry cloth to wipe her face.

"I used to have an only son, but he had a fight with me a few years ago and ran away to make his own way in the world. I haven't heard from him since. Sigh, I've come to terms with it now. I'll just consider him dead!"

"Don't say that, sir. Maybe he's just having some difficulties and it's inconvenient for him to send a message. Besides, how would your son know that you've moved here? Don't worry, sir."

"Young lady, you're so kind, I'm very grateful. It's just that this boy doesn't like farming, and he thinks doing small business is a waste of his potential. Actually, I don't ask him to be rich and powerful. I just want him to come back safe and sound and marry a wife as beautiful as you, I'll be very satisfied!"

Lin Ya's pretty face flushed red. She was always flattered and quickly wiped her face to hide her shyness. "Don't talk nonsense, old man. How could I be a fairy?"

"Haha! Don't be shy, young lady. I always speak my mind. Your looks and figure are only slightly inferior to my late wife. If my son can marry you, it will be his good fortune."

Lin Ya was both amused and exasperated. She had just said she would consider her son dead, but now she was playing matchmaker for him.

"To be honest, old man, my daughter is already married."

The old man seemed to have fallen from the sky. He was stunned for a long time before he sighed, "I didn't expect that the young lady was already married. Please forgive this old man for speaking nonsense just now... Ah! But it's not bad..." The old man almost said the last sentence, which Lin Ya did not notice.

"Judging from your words, sir, your wife seems to be an absolute beauty!"

"Yes, yes, that's not just my opinion. She truly is a rare beauty! I'm so lucky, it's just a pity she left so early, unable to accompany me on this journey."

Lin Ya was deeply moved. This old man was so devoted to his wife. She hoped her brother Shuo would be the same...

"By the way, I have something I want to ask you, young lady..."

"Please ask, sir."

"Is that bastard Yang Tian dead?"

Lin Ya was shocked. Her body instinctively jumped to the side to leave the old man, but this jump horrified her even more. Her internal energy was almost locked in her dantian, and all her meridians seemed to be tightly compressed, with only a little internal energy able to pass through. Lin Ya wasn't stupid. From the moment she entered until now, the old man hadn't touched her at all. The only possibility was that she had been drugged. But she hadn't eaten or drunk anything, so...

Lin Ya thought for a moment, her eyes falling on the brazier and the dry cloth lying on the ground.

The old man, seeing Lin Ya's gaze, smiled wickedly. "Young lady, you're quite clever. You figured it out immediately. Thank you for coming to help me test the medicine's effects. My carefully prepared medicine, which I've been working on for a year, is indeed very effective!"

This old man was no longer the kind country bumpkin Lin Ya had just seen. His slightly hunched back was now straight, his wrinkles had diminished by at least half, and his aged eyes were filled with a sinister glint.

"Are you one of Shang Qizhen's men?" Lin Ya had a general idea of what was going on.

"I am Shang Qizhen!" Shang Qizhen roared and attacked Lin Ya.

Lin Ya barely managed to dodge Shang Qizhen's palm strike, retreating awkwardly to a corner. She was just like when she first learned martial arts, but even with her power sealed, her eyesight remained sharp. She understood that Shang Qizhen was toying with her.

"The sleeping powder and the medicine are harmless separately, but when combined, they can seal a person's meridians. It's colorless and odorless, and it has another function..." Shang Qizhen leered.

Lin Ya knew without him saying a word; her entire body was tingling with pleasure, even the friction of her clothes brought a slight sensation. Her nipples were proudly erect, and her vulva was leaking fluid from the friction of her panties. In a moment of

distraction, Shang Qizhen had already moved behind her, and her shapely buttocks were instantly in his grasp!

(To be continued)

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