Martial Arts Flower Tribulation

Prologue: The Era of Mortals

During the reign of Emperor Qianlong of the Great Qin Dynasty, the court ruled the land with a combination of power and benevolence. On the one hand, thanks to the hard work of several generations, the people enjoyed peace and prosperity, and the borders and surrounding regions were submissive, creating a relatively peaceful and prosperous society. On the other hand, to consolidate its rule, the court also used literary inquisitions to suppress scholars, making them afraid to utter a single word about politics, and leading to a surge in textual research. Thus, although the world appeared peaceful on the surface, undercurrents were swirling both in the court and

in the martial arts world; the world was not as tranquil as it seemed. Being born in such an era was undoubtedly a tragedy for "heroes"! They could not freely express their thoughts in writing, nor could they expand their territories and spread their martial arts throughout the land. They could only spend their lives, which should not have been ordinary, in studying ancient texts and flattering others!

This should have been a peaceful era.

However, a person of ordinary birth accomplished something extraordinary in this ordinary era, casting a bloody shadow over the entire world.

Chapter One: The Red Apricot Beyond the Wall

As dusk fell, at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, ten miles outside the capital, a young man leaned on his horse, waiting for something. He had delicate features; while not exceptionally handsome, by less stringent standards he could be considered "handsome." However, his expression showed slight panic, clearly indicating that what he was waiting for was not ordinary.

At this moment, a rider silently approached on the official road. The rider was a woman with a graceful figure, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, but her face was veiled in black gauze. She looked left and right, as if she too was afraid of something… The young man quietly walked onto the road, and after confirming that the rider had seen him, he turned and walked towards the mountain path beside him. At this moment, the rider also jumped off her horse, tied it to a tree by the roadside, and followed closely behind the young man up the mountain path.

In no time, the two arrived at a small manor halfway up the mountain. The manor was built against the mountainside, and the gate was tightly closed. The young man took a deep breath and leaped over the manor wall. At this moment, the woman behind him also leaped up from outside, lightly touched the wall, and floated into the courtyard.

Before she landed, the man leaped up and caught her delicate body: "Master's wife! Be careful." Then his mouth quickly found her fragrant lips and gave her a deep, intoxicating kiss.

Master's wife? The woman he was holding was actually his master's wife?

"Little Ji, I missed you so much!" The "master's wife" in his arms seemed even more impatient than the man, her slender hand already reaching to his crotch, vigorously stroking his slightly hardened penis. The young man knew that the woman had been waiting for this opportunity for at least three months, and now that she had finally gotten what she wanted, her desire was naturally uncontrollable. The best way to deal with this was to let her be properly satisfied first.

This young man was named Wang Ji, a disciple of the "Illusion Sword Sect" in the capital. Just like his name, he was just an ordinary martial artist, ranking fourteenth in the "Illusion Sword Sect". The "Illusion Sword Sect" enjoys a considerable reputation in the martial arts world. Its leader, the young man's master, "The Sword of Youyan," Jun Haoran, is hailed as the top martial artist north of the Yellow River. His wife, "White-Clad Swordswoman" Nangong Hui, was the third young lady of the Nangong family. She and Jun Haoran have been swordsmen together for 15 years, and she is also a renowned female warrior.

As for the younger generation of the "Illusion Sword Sect," the eldest brother Bi Chaoran, the second brother Zhou Huati, the sixth brother Zhang Di, and the ninth brother Bai Yun have all made a name for themselves in the martial arts world, known as the "Four Young Masters of the Illusion Sword Sect." Add to this their master's adopted daughter, senior sister Jun Yan, and junior sister Zhao Mengmeng, who is even younger than Wang Ji. The "Four Young Masters and Two Beauties of the Illusion Sword Sect" are a household name in the capital.

Compared to his fellow disciples, Wang Ji's martial arts skills were the least impressive in the sect. His father, originally an imperial censor, was known for his outspokenness and courage in court. Later, he became the governor of Guangdong, entrusting Wang Ji to his close friend, Wang Ji's master, Jun Haoran, before his departure. Because of this connection, Jun Haoran naturally favored Wang Ji. Unfortunately, Wang Ji preferred literature to martial arts from a young age and was not a diligent person by nature. After several years of training, his martial arts skills had not improved much.

Seeing this, his master didn't push him too hard. Since the sect was full of talented individuals, he allowed Wang Ji to focus on his studies, making martial arts training optional.

However, what his master never expected was that this unpromising fourteenth disciple would have an affair with his wife!

It all began last year's Mid-Autumn Festival...

On the sixth day of the eighth lunar month, Master, along with his eldest disciple Bi Chaoran, second disciple Zhou Huati, and ninth disciple Bai Yun, went to Mount Song to participate in the once-every-five-years martial arts tournament. Meanwhile, sixth disciple Zhang Di was in Hebei helping the capital's top constable, Iron Face, capture the lecherous scoundrel Liang Feng. Therefore, the "Illusion Sword Sect" was unusually quiet for a time.

On this Mid-Autumn Festival, Master's wife, Nangong Hui, set up a banquet in the courtyard, inviting the disciples to admire the moon. That evening, in a particularly good mood, she asked Wang Ji to play a piece. Wang Ji readily agreed. Although his zither skills weren't exceptional, they were more than sufficient for the disciples. After playing "Flowers Bloom and the Moon is Full," everyone applauded.

Wang Ji rose and bowed, saying, "Brothers, I, Wang Ji, have made a fool of myself." He then returned to his seat. His senior sister, Jun Yan, smiled and said, "Junior brother, your zither skills have improved again." She poured him a cup of wine and handed it to him.

Wang Ji was flattered. Jun Yan was Jun Haoran's adopted daughter and the earliest among the disciples, so everyone called her Senior Sister. However, in reality, she was a year younger than Wang Ji. Jun Yan was intelligent and virtuous, and kind and generous to everyone. All the disciples in the sect had a deep affection for her. Wang Ji was even more deeply in love with her, but he knew that his martial arts skills were far inferior to hers, and there were many disciples in the sect who were more outstanding than him, so he never dared to express his feelings.

At this moment, Nangong Hui spoke up, "Alright, it's getting late. Everyone should go back to their rooms and rest." With that, he got up and left first. Everyone returned to their rooms.

After Wang Ji returned to his room, he sat for a while and picked up the object in his hand. It was the wine cup that Jun Yan had poured for him earlier. Wang Ji knew that his Senior Sister was meticulous and remembered the preferences of all the disciples. Her praise for him earlier was just like her usual praise for others. Thinking of his unrequited love, yet ultimately his unfulfilled dream, his heart was filled with even greater turmoil. So he left his room and went to the pavilion in the courtyard, where he poured himself a few cups of wine under the moon.

But then, something happened that would change his life.

Wang Ji had just finished his wine in the pavilion, his mood agitated, and carelessly tossed the bottle into the nearby flowerbed.

Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly leaped out of the flowerbed! Wang Ji was greatly startled and quickly drew his sword. The figure possessed exceptional lightness skill, instantly leaping over the high wall. Lightness skill was Wang Ji's forte; having mastered it, his body moved gracefully and lightly, perfectly suited to his taste, so he had diligently practiced it. In terms of lightness skill alone, among the disciples of the "Illusion Sword Sect," besides Jun Yan, he was second to none.

Wang Ji gathered his strength and gave chase. The figure darted towards the backyard, and Wang Ji followed closely, pursuing it to the backyard as well. But when he stopped in the backyard, he found that the figure had vanished!

Wang Ji thought it was probably just a thief and dismissed it, intending to go back to his room to rest. However, he noticed a light still on in his master's wife's room. He wondered if she had discovered the thief since she was still awake so late. He didn't want the thief to disturb her, so he went to her room to warn her.

As he approached, he heard a soft, intoxicating moan coming from inside! The sound was faint, but to Wang Ji it was like a thunderclap. He quietly went to the window and peeked through the curtains. He saw his master's wife dressed in a simple white dress, half-reclining on the bed. She was pulling at her skirt with her left hand, her white underwear pulled down to her knees, revealing her sparse pubic hair, with only a small tuft growing above her vulva. Her labia were incredibly red, unlike anything a woman should have, and combined with her fair skin, they looked utterly lewd… The teacher first caressed her vulva with her hand; it was already soaking wet. At this moment, the teacher's face was flushed, her breathing became rapid, a slight smile lingered on her lips, and deep in her throat emanated sounds of pleasure.

Seeing his once noble and dignified master's wife reveal her most shameful side before his eyes, Wang Ji, tormented by his longing for his senior sister, almost lost his mind. He impulsively wanted to pounce on her and thrust his penis deep into her vulva.

In the eyes of the disciples, the master's wife wasn't as respectable as their master. Perhaps due to her noble birth, she was somewhat spoiled. When in a good mood, she was kind and amiable to the disciples, but when in a bad mood, she would scold them for no reason. Of course, due to Wang Ji's father's influence, she had never scolded him, but Wang Ji always kept his distance from her.

At this moment, Wang Ji was in a state of intense inner conflict. Although he was well-versed in Confucian classics, he had never believed in their teachings. His life motto was to enjoy life while he could and never deprive himself. Therefore, although he was in love with Jun Yan, he often went out to find other women to seduce. Therefore, Wang Ji had absolutely no ethical concerns about the beautiful woman in front of him, but he was afraid of the consequences of doing so. His master's wife's martial arts skills were ten times better than his own. If she refused to submit, he would be no match for her. Even if he could escape, he would become the public enemy of the "Illusion Sword Sect" and even the entire righteous path of the martial arts world. At that time, no matter how big the world was, he would probably have nowhere to hide!

But at this moment, his master's wife seemed to have reached her climax. She let out a series of moans, her beautiful cherry lips formed a circle, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out from her lower body, soaking the sheets. The entire sheets were covered with his master's wife's sweat and her love fluid.

Wang Ji thought it was finally over and was about to sneak away when he didn't expect his master's wife to be far from satisfied. She inserted more fingers into her genitals, crying out, "I want! I want a man... Oh God! Where is a man?!... Give it to me... Give it to me!!..." Unexpectedly, the refined and noble Nangong Hui uttered such filthy words. Wang Ji could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pushed open the door and went in, even if it meant facing a mountain of knives and a pit of fire!

For a moment, Nangong Hui was stunned by his sudden intrusion. Her hands stopped moving, and she seemed to freeze in place!

Wang Ji hastily seized the opportunity, rushing forward to embrace his master's wife, burying his face between her ample breasts and rubbing against her chest, murmuring, "Master's wife! I love you so much... From the first day I saw you after entering the sect, I knew I couldn't live without you... Master's wife, give me one chance, let me satisfy the thirst in your heart, okay?" Nangong Hui still seemed oblivious. His most beloved disciple (this was indeed true; because Wang Ji's knowledge was vast, encompassing music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Nangong Hui, from a prestigious family, often discussed these with him in his spare time, thus developing a strong liking for him) had actually fallen in love with him?! And at this moment, she was naked from the waist down, being held tightly by him… Wang Ji knew this was the crucial moment, and continued to utter sweet words while freeing one hand to remove his belt and then forcefully tear off his underwear, revealing his eight-inch-long penis. This penis was perhaps his only outstanding feature. Wang Ji knew that as long as he could successfully insert it into his teacher's wife's cunt, given her previous state of arousal, she should be unable to resist his intrusion.

Nangong Hui suddenly realized what was happening and cried out, "Xiao Ji! No!… I'm your teacher's wife!" She tried to push Wang Ji away, but found herself completely powerless. Just then, Wang Ji aimed his penis at his teacher's wife's overflowing cunt and thrust it in with all his might!

Nangong Hui screamed in despair! For the first time in her life, someone other than her husband had invaded her pure secret place, and the humiliation made it difficult for her to suppress her inner excitement and… Fortunately, her room was secluded in the backyard, so no one heard her. Wang Ji let out a soft "Ah!" in pleasure, the thrill of conquering his master's wife was indescribable.

Wang Ji leaned down and gently bit Nangong Hui's ear, whispering, "Master's wife, look how much water is flowing from your little cunt! It's so eager for me to satisfy it! Master's wife, I really love you..." Wang Ji knew that his master's wife had already experienced an orgasm during masturbation, and now she needed vigorous thrusting, so he thrust his hips as hard as he could, ensuring that each entry of his penis hit his master's wife's clitoris. Nangong

Hui's long-dormant body finally couldn't withstand the torment of lust. She gave up resisting, but being born into a prestigious family and deeply influenced by traditional ethics, she still dared not open herself up to please her disciple. She could only close her eyes and let Wang Ji vent his desires on her sacred body... Although Nangong Hui's cunt was no longer as tight as it had been in her youth, it still gave Wang Ji unparalleled pleasure because only Jun Haoran had enjoyed it. At this moment, Wang Ji realized he had reached his limit. He initially considered pulling out his penis, but then decided to go all the way and thrust it deep into his teacher's wife's vagina, ejaculating his hot semen into her uterus! His teacher's wife, experiencing ultimate satisfaction with his penetration, instantly fainted.

Wang Ji then slowly withdrew his penis. As he did, a mixture of semen and her vaginal fluid flowed from his teacher's wife's vagina.

At this moment, Wang Ji felt a pang of panic. Perhaps when his teacher's wife awoke, it would be the end for him! He hurriedly pulled up his pants, preparing to flee!

But he quickly calmed down. He knew that running away was absolutely impossible; otherwise, he would never have peace again. His mind raced, calculating the best possible solution… After a moment, Wang Ji made up his mind. He approached his master's wife's bedside. She was naked from the waist down, but still wearing her plain white nightgown, which he hadn't removed in his haste to penetrate her. Wang Ji first removed all his own clothes, then helped his master's wife remove her top, leaving them both completely naked.

Then, facing his master's wife's naked body, Wang Ji masturbated his now-soft penis until it was semi-erect, before inserting it into her still-wet vagina. He gently thrust, pinching her philtrum with his right hand to try and wake her. His left hand remained on her sensitive spot on the back! Yes, if his master's wife insisted on punishing him after waking, he would ruthlessly destroy her! Then he would return to his room as if nothing had happened. No one knew he had come to the backyard last night, right? Thinking this, a cruel, cold smile appeared on Wang Ji's lips.

Under Wang Ji's caresses, his master's wife slowly awoke in no time. She had barely opened her eyes when Wang Ji began licking her eyelashes with his warm, nimble tongue, then her nose, cheeks, lips, and neck… This was the first time in her life that her teacher's wife had been so gently caressed by a man, and she felt a surge of pleasure. But she immediately realized that this man was the wicked disciple who had raped her, and cried out, "Beast, let me go!" Wang Ji knew that everything hinged on this moment, so he stopped licking her lips, but continued his gentle thrusting.

He gazed deeply into his teacher's wife's heartbroken eyes. "Master's wife, I was wrong... but I don't regret it! I love you so deeply! To have spent such a night with you, my life is complete... Master's wife, no matter how you punish me, I will not utter a single complaint! As long as you know, the person who loves you most in this world is not Master, but me!" "You wicked disciple! You dare mention your master! I will tell him about your beastly deeds and let him get rid of you, you lecherous thief!" Wang Ji sighed inwardly. His master's wife was so resolute; it seemed there was no turning back! He slowly gathered his true energy in his palm. As soon as he released his inner force, his master's wife would perish!

Just as Wang Ji was about to deliver the fatal blow, his master's wife suddenly sobbed! Wang Ji was overjoyed, but he held back his inner force. His master's wife's next action delighted him even more. She rested her head against his chest and wept bitterly!

Wang Ji hurriedly continued whispering sweet nothings in his master's wife's ear, "Master's wife... no! Sister Hui... I deserve to die for what I did to you this time, but it's all because I love you so much! Sister Hui, you will always be my most beloved goddess in my heart..." "How can I face anyone after this!... How can I face your master..." Wang Ji was overjoyed, "Sister Hui, all the blame is mine. I will take full responsibility for what happens to Master." "How will you take responsibility? Your master will definitely kill you with a single sword strike!" At this moment, Wang Ji's joy was indescribable, "If that's the case, I would rather..." "Sister Hui will deal with me personally..." At this moment, the master's wife cried even more bitterly, "Why? Why would I be with my most beloved disciple..." At this moment, Wang Ji knew that the opportunity was gone, "Sister Hui, as long as neither of us tells anyone about what happened last night, no one will know... or know that I love you..." The master's wife remained silent. Seeing that there was a great chance, Wang Ji kissed her deeply on the cheek, "Sister Hui, I will love you forever..." Nangong Hui was torn between two conflicting emotions. Her husband was an upright man, whom she respected, but precisely because of this, their married life rarely included intimate moments. Although Nangong Hui was not a promiscuous woman, she was romantic by nature, and sometimes she felt a great sense of regret. Today, her disciple's sudden intrusion brought her an unprecedented feeling of ecstasy. "If word gets out, not only will Xiao Ji's life be in danger, but my reputation will also be completely ruined. Oh well, it's just this once anyway, let's pretend it never happened..." Nangong Hui thought.

Under Wang Ji's gentle persuasion, Nangong Hui finally softened. "Alright, after all, you are my most beloved disciple... You must not mention tonight's events to anyone, understand?" Wang Ji readily agreed. "And another thing, you're not allowed to have any improper thoughts about me again! This... this is against all reason!" Wang Ji was secretly pleased, knowing he had achieved his goal, but to keep up the act, he still wore a sorrowful expression on his face. "Sister Hui... last night was the happiest night of my life. I don't expect to have another night like this, but I will always love you!" Looking at Wang Ji's resolute expression and affectionate eyes, his master's wife sighed for a long time, "You are truly my destined nemesis..." "Actually, Sister Hui... last night... did I satisfy you?" His master's wife's expression changed, but quickly returned to a sorrowful look. "Your master's wife is also a woman... Over the years, your master has been busy for the righteous path of the martial arts world, and when he's at home, he has to practice his skills and teach his students... We... have very little time left..." Strike while the iron is hot, "Sister Hui, I love you... I can do anything for you!..." As he spoke, Wang Ji gently kissed his master's wife's face again.

"You... will you really love me forever?" "I swear!" Wang Ji's hands intensified their invasion of his master's wife's body, arousing her lust once more. She moaned softly, "Mmm... mmm... oh... oh..." These subtle moans perfectly reflected her character, using the most traditional tones, like a beautiful love song... That night, Wang Ji satisfied his master's wife three times.

Thus, Wang Ji successfully established a physical relationship with his master's wife that transcended master and disciple. In the days that followed, whenever he had the chance, he would enjoy intimate moments with her. Gradually, his master's wife could no longer live without Wang Ji's care, and her position in this incestuous lovemaking slowly shifted from passive to dominant. However, she was afraid of being exposed in this incestuous love. She never allowed Wang Ji to ejaculate inside her again. But she also began to actively seek opportunities to meet with Wang Ji secretly. The farm on Qingyun Mountain was also bought anonymously by his master's wife, the purpose being to avoid the public eye and have intimate moments with Wang Ji.

Three months ago, Jun Haoran had to travel to Yunnan to attend the 60th birthday celebration of "Southern King" Duan Meng. Nangong Hui, a renowned heroine in the righteous martial arts world, couldn't miss such a grand event, so the two were separated for several months. As

soon as the "Southern King's" birthday banquet ended, Nangong Hui excused herself to return to the Nangong family, bidding farewell to everyone and setting off alone. Of course, she rushed back to the capital overnight, hoping to spend a few days of blissful intimacy with Wang Ji and soothe her weary body after months of hardship.

Meanwhile, Wang Ji was deeply embracing his master's wife in the courtyard of the manor. His master's wife's slender hand caressed his penis through his trousers, and Wang Ji decided to satisfy her first. He reached for his master's wife's chest; her tight-fitting clothes were held together by several buttons. Wang Ji quickly unbuttoned them, revealing a row of corsets underneath. Without the patience to slowly untie them, he forcefully ripped them off, and his master's wife's two large breasts sprang out. Wang Ji turned his master's wife over, making her bend over and hold onto a large tree nearby. He then reached down to her waist and pulled her pants down to her knees. His master's wife cooperated by removing her pants from her legs and spreading them apart. Wang Ji pulled her panties aside, revealing her already soaked vulva. He then pulled out his large penis and, without a word, thrust it deep into her vulva.

His master's wife let out a long sigh; months of pent-up desire had finally been relieved. Soon, she began to move her hips in rhythm with Wang Ji's thrusts. Sensing her intense desire, Wang Ji thrust at full speed from the start, and she quickly reached her first orgasm!

At this moment, her vulva continuously gushed forth fluids, dripping onto the courtyard floor with each thrust of Wang Ji's penis. Wang Ji then removed the hairpin from her head, letting her beautiful hair fall freely. Then he grabbed his teacher's wife's hair with his left hand, and with his right hand he reached up to her chest and grabbed her snow-white breasts hard, while his lower body thrust even more powerfully.

His teacher's wife could no longer suppress her pleasure, and she cried out loudly, "Faster! Harder... Xiao Ji, rape your teacher's wife hard... Put your big cock... all... into your teacher's wife's cunt..." In their previous encounters, Wang Ji had already taught his teacher's wife that such wanton moans could make both of them more excited, giving her more pleasure. His teacher's wife had gradually adapted from her initial shyness, and eventually, these moans became a conscious act during their lovemaking.

Wang Ji raped his teacher's wife in this way for almost half an hour. She had already orgasmed three times, and her hands could no longer support her body. She collapsed, her body slumped down. Her flexibility proved effective at this moment, and Wang Ji continued to ravish her from behind, her body almost folded together.

After about a few dozen more thrusts, Wang Ji pulled out his penis and gently laid his master's wife down. She leaned weakly against the tree trunk and sat down. Wang Ji took two steps forward and placed his penis, still wet with her fluids, in front of her. His master's wife smiled seductively, "You naughty little Ji, you want your master's wife to lick you again..." She grasped his penis and then extended her fragrant tongue to lightly lick Wang Ji's reddened glans. He remembered that half a year ago, when his master's wife first gave him oral sex, her tongue was so clumsy. Now, under his careful tutelage, her oral skills, while not outstanding, were quite remarkable.

Wang Ji stood quietly, looking down at the former third young lady of the renowned Nangong family, now the wife of the leader of the "Illusion Sword Sect," "White-Clad Swordswoman" Nangong Hui, who was ecstatically sucking his penis while occasionally glancing up at him with lustful eyes. He felt an indescribable satisfaction! Finally, as his master's wife gently bit his glans with her pearly teeth, Wang Ji could no longer hold back and ejaculated his deeply hidden semen! His master's wife accepted his semen with her mouth, some of which dripped down the corners of her lips. After Wang Ji finished ejaculating, his master's wife gently spat the semen from her mouth onto her hand.

In the following days, Wang Ji and his master's wife indulged in debauchery day and night at the Qingyun Mountain Manor. Wang Ji enjoyed every inch of his master's wife's mature and beautiful body several times over. His master's wife was deeply immersed in his sexual trap, believing that she had found true love and sexual happiness, unaware that while Wang Ji was enjoying her mature body, he was comparing her to his junior sister Zhao Mengmeng's cute and refreshing body!

Chapter Two: Forced Rape Against His Will
Junior sister Zhao Mengmeng was only seventeen years old. Although she had only been a disciple for less than four years, her innate intelligence and martial arts skills were already outstanding among her fellow disciples, far surpassing her lazy senior brother Wang Ji. In addition, her junior sister was quite beautiful, so despite her short time in the martial world, her reputation was already rivaling that of the talented "Four Young Masters of the Illusionary Sword Sect." Perhaps because her life had been too smooth, and many of her fellow disciples harbored feelings for her and granted her every wish, she became somewhat spoiled and arrogant. However, for Wang Ji, who was unconventional in the sect, his heart was already firmly occupied by his senior sister Jun Yan, and his junior sister was merely a dispensable figure to him. This made Zhao Mengmeng somewhat dissatisfied with Wang Ji.

This ill-fated relationship with his junior sister was never Wang Ji's intention; it all stemmed from that Mid-Autumn Festival night before the new year… Ever since his night of passion with Nangong Hui, the two of them had continued this forbidden affair. Gradually, his master's wife became addicted to the thrill of being with Wang Ji, and Wang Ji also grew accustomed to savoring this usually aloof and mature woman.

That day, Wang Ji went to the Taibai Tower next to the Illusion Sword Sect for a few drinks. He had barely sat down when he saw a man approaching him. This man was quite tall and handsome, but there was always an inescapable air of lewdness about him. He walked up to Wang Ji's table, smiling and bowing, "Brother Wang, you look quite well lately!"

Wang Ji was taken aback. How did he know his name? "Brother, what is your honorable name? Have we met before?"

The man smiled slightly, "Brother Wang may not have seen me, but I have seen you many times! To tell you the truth, my surname is Liang, and my given name is 'Feng'. I am known in the martial arts world as 'Butterfly Among Flowers'!" Upon hearing the name "Butterfly Among Flowers," Wang Ji's expression changed.

He gripped his sword hilt and sneered, "How could I, Wang, be sworn brothers with a lecherous flower-picking thief like you?! Draw your sword and prepare to die!" "Hehe, Brother Wang, it is true that I have a penchant for picking flowers, but Brother Wang..." He lowered his voice, "You are ten times bolder than I am when it comes to picking flowers!"

Wang Ji was greatly shocked and quickly whispered, "Brother Liang, there are too many people here. Please, let's talk in private!" He then immediately turned and went downstairs, only to see Liang Feng following behind him. Wang Ji then led him towards the outskirts of the city.

In no time, they arrived at the foot of a small hill about five miles from the city. Seeing that no one was around, Wang Ji turned to Liang Feng and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"Hehe, Brother Wang, please calm down. Do you know that I played a crucial role in your Mid-Autumn Festival pleasure with your master's wife?"

Wang Ji was completely bewildered. Then Liang Feng explained the whole story… It turned out that several months ago, Liang Feng had committed several major crimes in Hebei, even killing the daughter of the Hebei governor. This shocked the top constable in the capital, Iron Face. Iron Face had a deep friendship with Jun Haoran, so Jun Haoran sent his sixth disciple, Zhang Di, to Hebei to help him. Liang Feng was intercepted by Zhang Di during his escape. After a fierce fight, Liang Feng was no match for him and suffered severe injuries on all sides. Fortunately, he managed to escape thanks to his superior lightness skill. Liang Feng, believing the most dangerous place was also the safest, fled to the capital and hid in the "Illusion Sword Sect."

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, Nangong Hui gathered his disciples to admire the moon. Liang Feng, eavesdropping, was immediately captivated by his master's wife's beauty. He thought, "Jun Haoran, you sent your disciples to hunt me down? Tonight, I'll have my way with your wife and let you taste the bitterness of being cuckolded!"

So he slipped his secret aphrodisiac into the tea in Nangong Hui's room, then hid among the flowers, intending to unleash his lust when Nangong Hui was overcome with desire. However, Wang Ji, drunk, threw a wine bottle into the flowerbed, which, by sheer coincidence, hit Liang Feng on the head. Thinking his whereabouts had been exposed, Liang Feng fled in panic, only to have Wang Ji reap a huge advantage.

Wang Ji finally understood who the shadowy figure from that day was, and said, "Brother Liang, since you know my secret, I, Wang, cannot let you live. Draw your sword!"

Liang Feng laughed mockingly, "Brother Wang, I can't beat your sixth senior brother, but your skills... hehe, you're no match for me in poetry, but you won't last three moves against me with a sword!" With that, he drew his sword.

Wang Ji launched a rapid attack with "Thousand Illusions of Sword Shadows," but Liang Feng's smile remained unchanged as he repeatedly blocked his attacks with his sword. "If Brother Wang's sword strike were eighty percent as good as your senior brother's, I would already be no match for him. Unfortunately..." As he spoke, he parried several blows amidst Wang Ji's sword light. Liang Feng's swordsmanship was indeed incredibly fast; within three moves, Wang Ji's sword was out of his hand.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, can we have a proper talk now?" "What do you want?"

"Hehe, since I have a penchant for picking flowers, of course I yearn for the beauties of your sect..." "You want... to scheme against my master's wife?"

"Hehe, I sincerely wish to befriend Brother Wang," said the man in white robes and a plain sword. "Now that I am already yours, I would never lay a finger on her again!"

"Then..."

"I want to taste your junior sister's flavor..." Seeing Wang Ji's troubled expression, "Brother Wang, don't worry, I have a foolproof plan!" With that, Liang Feng told Wang Ji his entire plan.

Wang Ji pondered for a moment. Of course, he wasn't concerned about his junior sister's chastity, but rather about his own stake in the plan.

"Alright, I agree! But you have to agree to one condition!" "I'd like to hear the details."

"After the plan is completed, my junior sister's first night must be with me!" Since he couldn't avoid doing this wicked thing, he might as well go all the way and taste the sweetness first.

"Haha, Brother Wang is indeed one of my kind! To be honest, when I met Brother Wang, I don't know why, but I felt an urge to get close to you and befriend you. I, Liang Feng, am determined to be your friend. Alright! I agree!" Wang Ji couldn't help but smile bitterly. Being considered a confidant by a lecherous scoundrel, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

And so, following Liang Feng's plan, Wang Ji added Liang Feng's "Power-Wasting Powder" to Zhao Mengmeng's food in the evening. In this way, his junior sister's power was slowly reduced to only 30% without her realizing it.

The next day was the temple fair. Zhao Mengmeng and several of her fellow disciples arrived early. The fair was bustling with people, and the appearance of Zhao Mengmeng and her fellow young women immediately attracted many admiring glances. Zhao Mengmeng proudly walked ahead, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

Unconsciously, Zhao Mengmeng gradually fell behind her fellow disciples. Just as she was about to turn around to look for them, someone suddenly appeared behind her and pressed two pressure points on her. Zhao Mengmeng hurriedly circulated her qi to her pressure points, only to find that her true qi was much weaker than before. She had no choice but to surrender.

The person who captured Zhao Mengmeng was Liang Feng. After capturing her, he imprisoned his junior sister in a wooden house he had bought outside the city.

That evening, Wang Ji arrived at Liang Feng's residence, only to find him waiting at the door. "Brother Wang, I haven't harmed your junior sister at all! Hurry up, she might be getting impatient, hehe!" "You guarantee she won't come back to settle scores with me?" "

Don't worry, I, Liang Feng, keep my word, no matter how big the matter!" Wang Ji entered the wooden house. Zhao Mengmeng was bound to a pillar with her hands behind her back, her beautiful eyes wide with fear as she stared at the door. Seeing Wang Ji enter, she was both surprised and delighted. "Fourteenth Senior Brother... you're here... quick, save me..."

Wang Ji couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Fourteenth Senior Brother? In my memory, this seems to be the first time you've called me that, right? Usually, you rely on those sycophants in the sect to flatter you, when have you ever considered me your senior brother?

Wang Ji walked up to his junior sister. "Junior sister, don't panic, your senior brother is here." He reached for her waist, and Zhao Mengmeng, thinking he was going to untie her, felt relieved. However, Wang Ji's hand quickly grabbed her skirt and ripped it off in one go!

The junior sister was shocked and screamed, "Master...you...what are you doing!" Wang Ji looked at her exposed white legs and stopped talking. He grabbed her panties and pulled them down to her calves!

Zhao Mengmeng was too frightened to speak. Wang Ji looked at her exposed, wild vulva, where her vulva was slightly open. The sight of her naked virginity made him unable to resist any longer. He stripped himself naked without any foreplay, wrapped his left arm around his junior sister's neck, and lifted her right leg with his right hand to open her virgin vagina wider. Then, he thrust his eight-inch penis inside her!

The moment his penis entered, his junior sister let out a long, painful cry, as if to announce the end of her seventeen years of virginity.

Wang Ji's penis felt the tightness of Zhao Mengmeng's virgin vagina, the rupture of her hymen, sending a surge of pleasure through his body. He temporarily stopped his assault on his junior sister, pulling his penis out of her vagina. His penis, stained with Zhao Mengmeng's virgin blood preserved for seventeen years, looked particularly lewd under the light.

Looking at his junior sister's lifeless eyes, Wang Ji felt a pang of guilt. "Junior sister, don't blame me. If I hadn't done this, that lecherous thief would have taken your virginity too..." Giving himself a reason to commit his crime, the feeling of guilt seemed to vanish. Wang Ji slowly removed all of his junior sister's clothes, preparing for the second wave of rape.

The youthful body had a different kind of allure compared to his master's wife's mature charm. Wang Ji brought his nose close to Zhao Mengmeng's neck, a youthful fragrance filling his nostrils. This scent, unlike his master's wife's seductive aroma, was exceptionally youthful and sweet, refreshing and invigorating.

"You lecherous scoundrel! You'll get what's coming to you!" The thought of losing her virginity to this senior brother she always looked down on filled her with immense shame. She glared fiercely at Wang Ji; if looks could kill, Wang Ji would have been dead a thousand times over!

"Don't look at me like that!" Guilt fueled Wang Ji's violent temper, and Zhao Mengmeng's curse further enraged him. He slapped Zhao Mengmeng hard across her delicate face. "It's your fault! It's your fault!

" Wang Ji screamed frantically, spreading Zhao Mengmeng's legs apart with both hands, and thrusting his large penis inside her again.

Then, without any mercy, he began to violently thrust in and out!

As Wang Ji continued to thrust, despite her unwillingness, Zhao Mengmeng's vagina slowly began to secrete pleasure fluids, which excited Wang Ji even more. He increased the speed of his thrusts while lowering his head to lick his junior sister's breasts. His junior sister's breasts were quite large for her age, and her nipples were a lovely pink, which Wang Ji couldn't resist touching. Zhao Mengmeng tightly closed her eyes, hoping that the nightmare would end soon.

But Wang Ji was not willing to let her go so easily. "Open your stinking eyes! You little slut! My big penis is fucking your stinking hole right now! Open your eyes and look carefully!"

Zhao Mengmeng opened her eyes and stared at Wang Ji with the most vicious and hateful gaze. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

Wang Ji thrust into her twice, his large penis hitting her clitoris, causing Zhao Mengmeng to wince in pain. "You little slut, you little slut... I'll teach you to be arrogant, I'll teach you to look down on people..." Wang Ji said fiercely.

Unable to get the pain from his senior sister, he now seemed to be compensating with his junior sister's innocent body, and Wang Ji continued to rape her mercilessly.

At this moment, Liang Feng also walked in, admiring Wang Ji and his junior sister's intense lovemaking. "Oh! Brother Wang is truly gifted! I was confident that my manhood was already the best in the world, but I didn't expect it to be quite inferior to Brother Wang's... Tsk tsk, this little girl is so lucky to meet such a master as Brother Wang on her first time enjoying pleasure!" Wang Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him, focusing on venting his lust on his junior sister.

When Zhao Mengmeng saw that there was another person watching, she immediately shook her body violently, trying in vain to escape the shameful violation of the two men.

The sudden jolt gave Wang Ji's penis additional stimulation, and his pleasure reached its peak. He gripped his junior sister's breast tightly with his left hand, leaving scratches on it. His junior sister couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Pain? Heh. You know what? I'm about to bestow my precious semen upon you! How about it? Are you happy, you little slut?!"

"No!...Don't shoot inside!...Please...Please..." The fear of getting pregnant by this damned man overwhelmed Zhao Mengmeng's entire being. Her strong mask was finally torn off, and she couldn't help but plead.

"You slut! Are you so afraid of having my child? Don't worry! After I'm done with you, you'll belong to that Liang Feng outside. He'll be having sex with you every day. Do you want my child or his? Haha, just imagine your child being born with a notorious lecherous father! Good! Very good!" Despair enveloped Zhao Mengmeng. She had still held a sliver of hope that Wang Ji would release her after he was done, but now, knowing the tragic fate she would face, Zhao Mengmeng finally couldn't help but cry loudly.

The crying only made Wang Ji more agitated. He forcefully kissed Zhao Mengmeng's delicate lips, roughly sucking on her fragrant tongue, his penis thrusting even faster. Then he made his junior sister wrap her legs around his waist, Zhao Mengmeng's vagina uncontrollably clamping tightly around Wang Ji's penis. With each thrust, Wang Ji would turn the tender flesh inside her vagina inside out, then thrust it back in forcefully, and her full breasts would bounce constantly with Wang Ji's thrusts.

Amidst her screams, Wang Ji finally ejaculated his hot semen. After ejaculating, he didn't pull out immediately, but instead pressed his penis against Zhao Mengmeng's clitoris and vigorously rubbed it. Unable to withstand the double pleasure, his junior sister also reluctantly released her vaginal fluids to express her satisfaction.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, although you have talent, it seems you haven't put in much effort in bed! You still need to work harder to become a member of my sect... Alright, since Brother Wang is satisfied, please come down and watch how I serve your beautiful junior sister!"

Wang Ji dressed and coldly said to Liang Feng, "I have done what you asked me to do. I don't want to see you again. Remember your promise to me!"

"Hehe, Brother Wang, don't worry, even if your junior sister reappears in the martial arts world, she will be a completely different person..."

Wang Ji nodded, turned back to look at Zhao Mengmeng again. His junior sister's naked body was still trembling, her eyes were completely dull, and she no longer had any of her former youthful spirit. Unable to bear watching any longer, Wang Ji turned and headed towards the capital.

The disappearance of his junior sister naturally caused a stir within the "Illusion Sword Sect," and their master dispatched disciples to search the vicinity of the capital. Of course, this yielded little result, driving his sixth senior brother, Zhang Di, who deeply loved his junior sister, to near madness with anxiety. However, several days later, their master received a handwritten letter from his junior sister, saying that her father, far away in Hunan, was seriously ill, and she needed to stay home to care for him. She would return to the capital once he recovered. Wang Ji secretly praised Liang Feng for his skill, managing to get his junior sister to obey so quickly. Everyone was relieved.

Returning to the story, after spending several days of debauchery at the Qingyun Mountain Manor, Wang Ji calculated that his master's return to the capital would likely be the next day, so the two had no choice but to return to the capital to wait. On this last day, Wang Ji, of course, used every trick in the book to keep his master's wife in a state of blissful existence.

The next day, Wang Ji, who was in the "Illusion Sword Sect," had just woken up when he heard a flurry of activity outside. Everyone rushed to the door, indicating that his master had returned to the capital. Wang Ji quickly changed his clothes and washed his face, then followed to the door to greet his master.

His master had already arrived, and all the disciples knelt down to pay their respects. Jun Haoran told everyone to rise, then called his master's wife aside for a private conversation. Wang Ji couldn't help but wonder why, in the past, his master would always inquire about the disciples' martial arts progress upon returning from a long journey. Why was he so different today?

Just then, his master's wife exclaimed in surprise. Everyone turned to look. Jun Haoran pondered for a moment, then said,

"Chaoran, lead the disciples to the Sword Washing Hall to wait. I will be there shortly!" The eldest disciple, Bi Chaoran, agreed and gathered everyone together, leading them to the Sword Washing Hall. A moment later, his master and master's wife also arrived.

Seeing that all the disciples had gathered, Jun Haoran glanced around and suddenly sighed, "Yun'er fell for Yunmeng Demoness's trick last night!"

A gasp rippled through the crowd. Yunmeng, the Demoness, was a notorious womanizer in the martial arts world, known for seducing handsome young masters from righteous sects. Those seduced by her would be found dead, skin and bones, within days. Bai Yun, the ninth disciple and the youngest of the "Four Young Masters of the Illusionary Sword," was known for his dashing and romantic nature. He had accompanied his master and mistress on their journey to Yunnan, and now he had fallen for Yunmeng's tricks—how could this not shock everyone?

At this moment, Senior Sister Jun Yan stepped forward, "The most urgent task now is to find Junior Brother and Yunmeng Yaoji as soon as possible. If we delay, I'm afraid..." Jun Haoran said, "Of course!...Alright, Chaoran, you lead your seventh and eighth junior brothers out of the east gate to search carefully, that's where Yun'er disappeared last night; Hua Ti, you and your tenth and eleventh junior brothers out of the north gate; Di'er, you and the fifth and twelfth junior brothers out of the west gate; the third and fifth junior brothers and I out of the south gate; Xiao Yan, you and the other junior brothers search the city thoroughly!" Everyone accepted the orders.

After their master and senior brothers left, Senior Sister Jun Yan gathered the remaining people together, "From now on, everyone must carefully search every inch of the capital. If you find the whereabouts of Sixth Junior Brother, do not act rashly, come back and report immediately!" Everyone agreed and turned to leave.

After leaving the "Illusion Sword Sect," Wang Ji searched the nearby inns, but of course, he found nothing. It was nearly noon. Having skipped breakfast to welcome his master, he felt ravenously hungry and strolled into a nearby restaurant, intending to grab a bite before continuing his search.

He had barely sat down when he noticed someone staring at him intently. Turning around, he saw a beautiful young woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Seeing that Wang Ji had noticed her, she didn't try to hide it, but instead smiled and approached.

"Young hero, seeing you carry the unique thin sword of the Illusion Sword Sect, are you perhaps a disciple of the sect?" "Indeed, I am Wang Ji, the fourteenth disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect."

"Oh, so it's Young Hero Wang, I've heard so much about you..."

Wang Ji chuckled inwardly, wondering what she had heard so much about him, a nobody. Just then, he heard her say, "Young Master Wang, just now in the east of the city, a young hero who also claimed to be from the Illusion Sword Sect asked me to deliver this brocade pouch to the Illusion Sword Sect, but I don't know where the Illusion Sword Sect is..."

Wang Ji was startled and hurriedly took the brocade pouch from her. It seemed to belong to his Ninth Senior Brother. He opened it and saw a note inside that read, "Ten Mile Slope in the Western Suburbs before noon, rescue immediately!" The handwriting was messy, showing that it was written in a hurry.

At this moment, the girl came over and said, "Noon? Isn't that half an hour away? Who does that young hero want you to rescue?" Hearing that there was only half an hour, Wang Ji thought that there was no time to rush back to the sect to call for help, so he asked,

"Does the young lady know where Ten Mile Slope in the Western Suburbs is?" The girl nodded, and Wang Ji hurriedly said, "Take me there quickly!" Wang Ji thought that helping his fellow disciples was the duty of a chivalrous person, and his Ninth Senior Brother had always treated him well. He would go and see if he could save him first, and if not, he would go back to the city to ask for help.

The two hurried towards Shili Slope. The girl, skilled in agility, led the way, while Wang Ji exerted all his strength to keep up.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Shili Slope. Wang Ji looked around; it was a secluded village surrounded by villagers' huts. The only conspicuous building was a three-story inn to the east. Reaching the inn, Wang Ji saw that even at midday, the doors were tightly shut. Without hesitation, Wang Ji leaped onto the second-floor balcony, and the girl followed. After

searching the second floor without finding anyone, they went up to the third floor. Just as they reached the third floor, they heard lewd laughter coming from a nearby room!

Wang Ji quickly approached the door and peered through the window. Inside, a naked man and woman sat facing the window. The woman, around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, was stunningly beautiful, with a seductive aura that could arouse any man. She sat on the bed, facing the window, while the man knelt, spreading her legs and thrusting his head between her legs, vigorously licking her. Judging from his back, it was none other than Ninth Brother Bai Yun.

Wang Ji was utterly shocked. It seemed the beautiful woman was none other than the notorious woman Yun Meng, the enchanting enchantress of the martial world. Now that Ninth Brother was in her hands, what was he to do?

Just then, a soul-stirring moan echoed from the room. Ninth Brother was penetrating the woman's vagina, carefully playing with her secret flesh. Overwhelmed by this assault, the woman cried out in pleasure.

Ninth Brother's licking deepened, and the woman could no longer remain seated, collapsing onto the bed, her large breasts facing the ceiling. Wang Ji was secretly astonished by the scene. His master's wife's ample breasts had already amazed him, but this harlot's breasts were truly exquisite!

At this moment, the beautiful woman, while enjoying the pleasure of being teased, rubbed and twisted her nipples with her right hand, while her left hand reached down to Bai Yun's crotch, grasping his penis and stroking it repeatedly.

Bai Yun quickly could no longer restrain himself. He wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, moved her body forward slightly, then lifted her legs and thrust his penis into her flowing, wet vagina.

Clearly, Bai Yun's size couldn't satisfy the woman's lust. He thrust his hips violently, seeking deeper penetration, and the woman repeatedly pushed her lower body forward, her mouth emitting lewd moans to encourage Bai Yun. For a moment, the sounds of wanton cries filled the entire inn!

"Ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...oh...uh...uh...uh...it's...so comfortable...I...I'm...so happy...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...it's...I need to think of something! I can't take it anymore...I can't hold back! Quickly...I'll lose it...ah...quickly!..." Baiyun cried out. "

Ah...ah...ah...ah...uh...uh...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...oh...uh...uh...uh...no...I'm not...enough...I...want...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...oh..." At this moment, Baiyun shouted, "So good...oh...I can't take it anymore! I can't...take it anymore!" Then his buttocks trembled, indicating that he had already ejaculated. Then Baiyun lay down weakly, pressing down on the beautiful woman and falling asleep. The beautiful woman seemed far from satisfied. She sucked on her fingers, still whispering, "Continue...deeper...I want more...more..." At this moment, Wang Ji initially wanted to break down the door to rescue Bai Yun, but then he reconsidered. Yunmeng Yaoji had been famous in the martial arts world for twenty years; her martial arts skills were undoubtedly extraordinary. With his own mediocre skills, a rash intrusion would likely only lead to his death.

Although he and Bai Yun were fellow disciples, Wang Ji was unwilling to risk his life for her. Therefore, he decided to return to the capital to seek reinforcements first.

Wang Ji turned around and gestured to the girl behind him, telling her to come back to the capital with him for help.

Unexpectedly, the girl giggled, "No need, let me 'save' you properly!" Before Wang Ji could even recover, he felt a numbness in his acupoints and immediately lost consciousness.

Chapter Three: The Invincible Exploding Sword
When Wang Ji awoke, he found himself lying on a soft bed. Looking around, he realized it was a young girl's boudoir.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, a silvery laugh came from outside the door. Wang Ji remembered that it was the laughter of the girl who had delivered the message to his Ninth Senior Brother, and then he realized that she was the one who had knocked him out.

Just then, he saw the door open, and accompanied by that familiar laughter, the young girl walked in gracefully. Wang Ji carefully examined the girl. Back in the capital, he had been too busy rescuing his ninth senior brother to notice her appearance, but now, upon closer inspection, he saw that she had an oval face and was extremely pretty, about a year or two older than his junior sister. Seeing Wang Ji staring at her face, the girl smiled even more brightly, leaned in and kissed his cheek: "Look at you, so greedy, do you want to devour me? Hehehe..." As she spoke, she moved her delicate body closer, gently rubbing against Wang Ji's chest.

How could Wang Ji resist such temptation? He impatiently grabbed her and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately. At this moment, she giggled and said, "Princess, your beard... it's so itchy... Princess..." Wang Ji was taken aback. He always paid great attention to his appearance, so how could he have grown a beard without realizing it? Thinking this, he instinctively reached for his cheek, and sure enough, it stung. He probably hadn't groomed it for a month.

Seeing his suspicious expression, the girl laughed even more heartily, "You really can sleep... from the capital all the way to Yunmengze, you've slept for at least twenty days!"

Wang Ji was shocked. So this was Yunmengze? Wasn't that the legendary lair of the Yunmeng Demoness? The place where countless heroes perished? At this thought, his face changed drastically, and he pushed the girl away from him, "You... you are..." "Princess... that's right, I am the Yunmeng Demoness!" The girl's laughter was even more wanton.

Wang Ji was greatly shocked, but then he thought, how could Yunmeng Yaoji, who had plagued the martial world for twenty years, be a girl in her early twenties? "You are Yunmeng Yaoji? Then who was the person who was with my ninth senior brother in the inn that day?"

"Princess, you mean the person who was intimate with your senior brother? Princess, that's my second sister... Yunmeng Yaoji has three sisters, didn't you know? Princess... right, those who know this have long ago... Princess..." Wang Ji suddenly realized that Yunmeng Yaoji had three sisters. No wonder the righteous masters had tried to join forces to eliminate this scourge of the martial world several times in recent years, but each time they failed because Yunmeng Yaoji's actions were too elusive. He remembered that last time, the second son of the head镖师 (bodyguard) of the Zhengzhou Weishi Escort Agency was lured away by Yunmeng Yaoji at night. The next morning, Wang Ji's master, Jun Haoran, rushed to rescue him, but unfortunately, he returned empty-handed. Two days later, news came that Yunmeng Yaoji was causing trouble in Chengdu. Looking back now, it was obviously two Yunmeng enchantresses, one in the south and one in the north, who committed the crime. It's laughable that I thought the Yunmeng enchantresses' lightness skills were really that high.

At this moment, the girl's hand had already grabbed Wang Ji's penis through his trousers. "Come on, brother... I heard from Liang Feng that you have a treasure that everyone loves. Hurry up and make me feel good..." Wang Ji thought that the Yunmeng enchantress was good at the art of absorbing yin and yang. After a night of pleasure with her, how could he survive? He wanted to run away, but he knew that his martial arts were far inferior, so he decided to try to stall for time and find a way to escape.

"Beautiful girl, you haven't told me your name yet!"

"Um... I... Princess, my eldest sister is called Yun Ji, my second sister is called Meng Ji, and me? Princess... of course I'm the enchantress... Don't say that, come on, give it to me..." As she spoke, the enchantress had already unbuttoned Wang Ji's trousers, and then with a little force, Wang Ji's underwear disappeared immediately.

"Wow, it really is a treasure... Liang Feng didn't lie to me, it's indeed longer than his... Gege, I wonder if it's as good as his technique..." It turns out this slut, Yao Ji, had been having an affair with Liang Feng for a while.

At this moment, Yao Ji stroked Wang Ji's penis in her hand a couple of times, lifted

the glans, and then opened her mouth, swallowing his penis. Wang Ji felt a tingling sensation throughout his body. Yao Ji's oral skills far surpassed those of her master's wife, Nangong Hui. She would sometimes stick out her tongue, tapping Wang Ji's glans repeatedly, sometimes carefully cleaning the filth from his penis, and sometimes even pushing his large penis deep into her mouth, reaching his throat. At this moment, even if Wang Ji wanted to... He stopped, but how could he possibly resist? He could only close his eyes tightly and savor this intoxicating service.

Unfortunately, Wang Ji's sexual skills, which could make his master's wife feel like

she was in heaven, were completely useless in front of this slut who had slept with countless men. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he couldn't help but ejaculate in the slut's mouth. The slut didn't care at all. Her lewd smile became even more seductive. Right in front of Wang Ji, she slowly rubbed his semen on her breasts and then put her wet nipples to Wang Ji's mouth. At this moment, Wang Ji had no reason left. Of course, he opened his mouth and licked her fragrant breasts, while also removing all the restraints on both of them.

"Faster, faster! Oh, oh... once more, oh, oh..." At this moment, Wang Ji had inserted his large penis all the way into the enchantress's cunt. The enchantress let out a series of pleasurable breaths, but it seemed that Wang Ji's full-speed thrusting was still not enough to fully satisfy her. She kept urging Wang Ji to speed up, and her vagina would occasionally contract in waves. This was a sensation that Wang Ji had never experienced with his master's wife or junior sister.

Before long, the enchantress's moans grew more and more rapid with Wang Ji's accelerated thrusting. Her cries were continuous, and her wanton body twitched straight up, her jade body covered in fragrant sweat. This was the first time Wang Ji had encountered such a lewd woman, and the first time he had experienced a woman using seductive arts in bed. How could he, with his shallow skills, last?

Wang Ji gradually felt that he had reached his limit. Just as he was about to stabilize his ejaculation, the enchantress's vagina suddenly convulsed violently, and Wang Ji's semen was no longer under his control, gushing out all at once.

At this moment, the enchantress's flower core emitted a strange suction force, seemingly drawing Wang Ji's semen in. Wang Ji shuddered, and a few drops of semen involuntarily dripped from his urethra. As the pleasure of ejaculation gradually faded, he also drifted off into a daze and fainted.

The next day, Wang Ji was awakened by a warm touch between his groin. Opening his eyes, he saw a naked, middle-aged, voluptuous woman before him—the same woman he had been with at the inn that day, the second-in-command of the Cloud Dream Enchantresses, Meng Ji. Seeing him awake, Meng Ji smiled and said, "Oh, my good sir, your treasure is much bigger than your useless senior brother's! Quick! Let your sister play with you properly..." As she spoke, she flipped over and lay on top of Wang Ji, opening her mouth to suck on his penis, her overflowing vulva right in front of him. Consumed by lust, Wang Ji couldn't think of anything else. He grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands and began to lick them… In the following days, Wang Ji seemed to become a sex machine. Every day, except when he was unconscious, he was pleasured by someone whenever he was awake. Sometimes it was a seductress, sometimes it was his second sister, Meng Ji, and sometimes several women would simultaneously demand pleasure from him. Judging from their attire, they were probably maids from Yunmengze. Whenever Wang Ji felt exhausted, they would feed him a red pill, which would immediately restore his energy so he could continue. But how many people could enjoy such a life? In less than half a month, Wang Ji's essence was almost completely depleted, and he finally lost consciousness.

He didn't know how many days had passed in his coma when he suddenly felt a series of sharp pains all over his body. He barely opened his eyes and saw several crows pecking at his body. He struggled to sit up, and the crows, seeing that he could still move, immediately flew away in fright.

Wang Ji looked around at his surroundings, and the scene around him terrified him. He found himself in a vast swamp, surrounded by corpses mangled and ravaged by crows, some even older, reduced to skeletons. Wang Ji looked around carefully and spotted a familiar figure in the distance. He struggled forward and saw it was his Ninth Senior Brother, Bai Yun. Bai Yun stared blankly at the sky, his eyes lifeless, his face ashen—he had been dead for some time!

Suddenly, Wang Ji understood. This was where the Demoness Yunmeng had abandoned her playthings. His Ninth Senior Brother had likely been drained of his life force and left here to die. Seeing Bai Yun's gruesome death, and knowing that he would suffer the same fate if he couldn't leave, Wang Ji's will to live was overwhelming. He desperately wanted to escape this hellish place, but he had no strength left. Leaving this swamp, spanning thousands of acres, was no easy task.

Just as Wang Ji was struggling and writhing on the ground, a cold laugh suddenly rang in his ears. Startled, Wang Ji looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man leaning against a tree trunk not far away, his lower body submerged in sewage. The man looked very old, with a full head of long, gray hair, and the cold laugh came from him. Unexpectedly, there was still a living person here. Wang Ji felt a surge of sympathy and turned around, saying, "Senior..." "Boy, you've been abandoned for three days, and you've actually woken up. I've been here for fifteen years, and you're the first living person I've ever seen!" the man said.

Fifteen years? He had actually been imprisoned here for fifteen years?!

"Boy, did you fall for Yun Ji or Meng Ji's tricks?"

Wang Ji sighed. "Neither. It was their third sister, the demoness, who caused this junior's predicament..." "Demoness? Hehe, when I was trapped here, she was just a five or six-year-old little girl. Now she's out here wreaking havoc on the martial world... Boy, which sect are you a disciple of?" the man asked again.

"This junior is a disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect. My master is Youyan Yijian Jun Haoran." "Jun Haoran? Haha, that kid has become the sect master of the Illusion Sword Sect? Hehe, Youyan Yijian, that's quite a prestigious nickname..."

Wang Ji felt a surge of anger when he saw the man speak disrespectfully to his master, but then he remembered that he had been trapped here for fifteen years. Back then, his master was indeed only in his early twenties, so he couldn't really blame him.

"Boy, do you know who I am?"

Without waiting for Wang Ji's reply, the old man continued, "Judging by your young age, you probably don't know my name... My surname is Ximen, and my given name is Jian. I was once known as the 'Fragrant Swordsman'... Hehe, the former Fragrant Swordsman is now a stinking cripple!" As he spoke, he lifted his leg out of the filth. Wang Ji gasped in horror at the sight. Ximen Jian's leg was nothing but a piece of bone and some scraps of flesh, a truly pitiful sight.

"For fifteen years, the only place I could move was within this five-zhang radius. I ate nothing but the rotting flesh of these dead people! Haha, haha! It's just that I wasn't meant to die! It's because the people in Yunmeng Demoness's hands have never stopped, so I've survived all these years!" Wang Ji's scalp tingled as he listened. The thought of eating the rotting flesh of these dead people made him feel nauseous.

"Senior, is this misfortune also due to that enchanting concubine, Yunmeng?" Wang Ji asked.

"Hmph, who else could it be but that harlot! Who else could it be! I want revenge! I want revenge!" Ximen Jian shouted madly.

"Boy, do you want to leave this place alive?!" Ximen Jian suddenly stopped shouting, turned around and stared at Wang Ji.

Upon hearing that Ximen Jian seemed to have a plan to escape, Wang Ji hurriedly knelt down, "This junior begs senior to teach me a way to escape, this junior will do everything in my power to help senior leave this place!"

"Me? Haha, this old man has been here for fifteen years, and has long since given up hope of leaving this place alive. You're lucky, boy, to let this old man see you before I die, it can be considered a kind of fate... Boy, if you want this old man to tell you how to escape, you must agree to one request!"

"Senior, please give your orders."

"That is... to avenge me, to torture that harlot Yun Ji with the cruelest methods in the world, and then throw her into this dead swamp! Haha, I see that ruthlessness in your eyes, I believe your methods must be quite good, right?"

Wang Ji had expected him to make such a request, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. "Senior, rest assured, as long as I can leave this place alive, I will capture the demoness Yun Meng and bring her here to avenge you!" "Haha... Good, boy, come here!"

Wang Ji walked to his side as instructed, and saw him take out a thin booklet from the tree hole behind him. "Young man, this book records an invincible martial arts method. The legendary hero Tianshan Immortal Crane once roamed the world by mastering the martial arts in this book. However, after the passing of the Tianshan Immortal Crane, several talented individuals in the martial arts world obtained this book, but none of them were able to master it, causing this skill to disappear from the world..." At this point, Ximen Jian paused for a moment, and then continued, "People all say that the Buddhist 'Buddha's Vajra Body,' the Taoist 'Supreme True Martial Sword,' and the Confucian 'Emperor's Divine Skill' are the strongest martial arts in the world, but they do not know that there are thousands of divine skills in the world. How could the power of this divine skill be inferior to any other skill?"

"...After obtaining the book, I pondered it for a long time, but still couldn't master it, which is why I fell into Yun Ji's trap... Fortunately, I've been confined here for fifteen years, and finally, I've figured out the underlying principles!" "Next, Ximen Jian began to explain the principles in the book to Wang Ji. Although these principles were simple, they brought a swordsman of extraordinary skill to the martial world. Where will this person lead the martial world? Everything is still unknown..." Ximen Jian asked, "Boy, your Illusion Sword Sect's swordsmanship emphasizes the word 'illusion,' saying something like 'a thousand illusions of sword energy,' is that right?"

"Yes," Wang Ji replied, "Our sect's swordsmanship is known for its ever-changing techniques." "Hmph, a thousand illusions of sword energy, in the end, isn't it all about defeating the enemy with a single strike? If you can't defeat the enemy, what's the use of a thousand illusions?" Wang Ji

was taken aback: "Defeat the enemy with a single strike? If that's possible, of course, that's best, but if you don't first render the opponent unable to resist, how can you defeat them with a single strike?"

"Hmph, fool! How can you defeat an enemy with a single sword strike? Speed is key. As long as your sword strikes fast enough, before your opponent can resist or retaliate, your sword will already be piercing their throat. What use is their martial arts skill then?" "Fast?... But where in the world is there a sword that is so fast? My master often said that the fastest swords in the world are the 'Running Wolf Sword Technique' of the Tianshan School and the 'Chaotic Cloak Divine Sword' of Shaolin. However, the top masters of these two schools rarely use these two sword techniques in actual combat. This is because while speed can easily win against mediocre opponents, it is useless against masters, such as those who have mastered the 'Tai Chi Sword' of Wudang and the 'Mirage Sword' of our school." "Hehe, kid, you seem quite familiar with these martial arts schools. But what use is knowing only these?

Can you use them to defeat your enemy in actual combat?"

Wang Ji blushed and had to change the subject: "Also, may I ask, senior, if the opponent's internal energy is too strong, how can your sword get close to them?"

"Fool! Fool! If your sword is fast enough, the force on it would be immense! It could pierce through even a copper wall or an iron wall in one strike, let alone the human body!"

"But... such a fast sword?... Where can one find such strong internal energy to unleash such a strike?" "Alas... there are many fools among those who practice martial arts in this world. While internal energy can enhance sword power, is 'force' something that must be achieved through internal energy cultivation? 'Force' originates from the human body. In combat, it ultimately comes down to whose body can generate the strongest force. Kid, do you understand? Martial arts competitions are about whose body can generate the greatest force!"

"This... training strength but not internal energy? This... isn't this external martial arts?" "External martial arts? Kid, let me ask you, why is martial arts training divided into internal and external?" "This..." Wang Ji was speechless. Martial arts training requires both internal and external cultivation; this was his master's teaching since childhood. He had never thought about why it was so. He only knew that all the superior martial arts in the world were trained in this way.

"Boy, do you know where all things in the universe came from?" Ximen Jian suddenly asked. This was the greatest question in history, and Wang Ji couldn't answer it. He could only shake his head with a wry smile.

"This book records that the universe and all things in the world originated from a massive explosion billions of years ago. The explosion is the source of all things, including the human body. If you can unleash the power of an explosion within your body when you strike, then human power will be in harmony with the power of the universe. Who in the world could withstand your sword? Taoist Qi cultivation emphasizes the connection between heaven and man, which is to approach the principles of the universe through meditation. But the Explosive Sword Technique is in harmony with the principles of the universe from the very beginning. Compared to the acquired techniques of mediocre people, isn't it obvious which is superior?" "Explosive Sword..." For a moment, Wang Ji was completely bewildered, finding Ximen Jian's words utterly absurd, yet he had no idea how to refute them.

"Boy, this manual records the method for unleashing such invincible explosive power within the body. Judging from your appearance and demeanor, your internal strength isn't much better, is it?" Wang Ji blushed again. "This junior is the most incompetent disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect, and my martial arts are naturally extremely weak.

I dare not hope to master your divine skills." "Haha, boy, you're very lucky! Do you know that since the immortal crane of Tianshan passed away, many talented individuals in the martial arts world have obtained this manual, but including myself, no one has ever mastered it? Do you know why?" "

This junior is ignorant..."

"Alas... For a hundred years, those who have obtained this book must be the top figures in the martial arts world, whose martial arts are unparalleled in their time. But they do not know that in doing so, they will be unable to obtain this divine skill... You must know that the first step in entering this divine skill is to gather all the internal energy of the body into the dantian, and then unleash it all at once to reach the meridians and marrow, thus transforming the person. After that, one's attacks will have the power of a cosmic explosion. Think about those top masters, their internal energy is of course strong, and they can explode it all from their dantian. How can their bodies withstand it? But if it is an ordinary person, with no internal energy in their body, how can they explode it? You, kid, have weak internal energy, which makes you a good candidate to inherit this divine skill..."

Wang Ji couldn't help but fall silent. His own low martial arts skills had actually become a prerequisite for mastering this skill, which made him both laugh and cry.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Come here, let me teach you the method of explosive energy! Come! Concentrate your energy in your dantian, let your spirit circulate through your meridians..."

And so, in this stagnant swamp, under Ximen Jian's guidance, Wang Ji first slowly gathered all his internal energy into his dantian, a task easily accomplished by someone who had mastered internal energy cultivation. Then, following the method in the manual, Wang Ji unleashed the true energy from his dantian, instantly feeling as if his entire body was being washed by a flood, the pain indescribable! Fortunately, Ximen Jian was nearby, and seeing this, he pressed several major acupoints to help protect his heart meridian. Wang Ji endured the pain and slowly tried to control this explosive power. After this unprecedented transformation, his meridians had become vastly different from ordinary people. His body resonated with the principles of the universe's primordial beginnings; if he used it wisely, the power he could unleash would be enough to shock the martial world!

"Young man, the Exploding Sword Technique has four levels. What you've mastered so far is only the first level, 'Blazing Sun Exploding Sword.' As the name suggests, the Blazing Sun Exploding Sword strikes like the blazing sun, which is enough to make you famous in the martial arts world! However, if you want to advance to the next level and learn the second level, 'Gentle Moon Exploding Sword,' unless you are a martial arts prodigy, you must find a member of the legendary 'Yin Maiden Clan.' All members of this clan are women, but their numbers are extremely small. If you can find one and achieve yin-yang harmony with her, your Exploding Sword Technique will easily reach the second level! With the sun and moon shining together, yin and yang in perfect balance, you'll likely have no rivals in the martial arts world today!" "Master, what about the third and fourth levels of the Exploding Sword Technique?"

Ximen Jian sighed leisurely: "The third level of the Exploding Sword Technique is called 'Mixed...'" "The Chaos Explosion Sword, once mastered to this level, the sword strikes no longer seem as swift and unstoppable as the first level, but the sword's resilience and profound mystery are indescribable. If you can reach this level, your martial arts will be comparable to the legendary Heavenly Crane of yesteryear. Even if those legendary masters who have been in seclusion for decades were to reappear, they would find it difficult to defeat you!" "The fourth level, the Primordial Explosion Sword, has been mastered by no one in history except the master who created it. Its power is truly unimaginable. If one can master it, one might be comparable to Bodhidharma, the creator of the 'Buddha's Vajra Body,' Zhang Sanfeng, the creator of the 'Supreme True Martial Sword,' and the nameless scholar who created the 'Emperor's Divine Skill'..." Hearing how powerful the Explosion Sword Technique was, Wang Ji was even more excited, and his desire to practice intensified.

Several days passed, and seeing Wang Ji's great success, Ximen Jian felt that his fifteen-year wish had been fulfilled. He then commanded, "Boy, we are destined to meet, and I don't need your master-disciple relationship. Remember our promise! Otherwise, I will not let you go even in the afterlife!" Then he passed away peacefully.

Wang Ji placed Ximen Jian's body under the tree according to his wishes, keeping it in a seated position, because he wanted to see Yun Ji crying and struggling in front of him. Then Wang Ji took his secret manual, thinking that if an ordinary martial artist obtained this item, he would have the opportunity to master a divine skill, which would be a great disadvantage to him. So he exerted force with his palm and turned the manual into ashes. With

the divine skill mastered, leaving this Dead Swamp would be easy. At this moment, the most important thing on Wang Ji's mind was, of course, revenge!

Chapter Four: The Most Beloved Woman
The Dead Swamp was located in a valley. Obviously, this valley was the den of iniquity of Yunmeng Yaoji, but their residence was quite hidden. Wang Ji searched in the valley for two days before finding a manor by a lake. It seemed that this was where Yunmeng Yaoji was based.

Wang Ji stealthily infiltrated the manor. It was quite large, with only three courtyards behind the main hall, presumably the residence of the three Yunmeng sisters. Wang Ji found no one in the main hall or the first two courtyards. Only upon reaching the third courtyard did he witness a scene of unbridled eroticism: the demoness sat naked on the edge of the bed, two handsome men before her. One was fondling her genitals, the other holding her small feet and sucking her toes. Inside, two other naked couples were engaged in sexual intercourse, the heavy breathing of men and the moans of women filling the air. Wang Ji recognized the two women as the demoness's personal maids, named Chun'er and Rong'er, with whom he had previously made love many times. Yunji and Mengji were nowhere to be seen.

Now, Wang Ji's martial arts skills had greatly improved, and he strode confidently into the room. Those inside, surprised by the intrusion, stopped what they were doing and looked at him. When the enchantress saw that it was Wang Ji, her expression changed slightly, for no one had yet escaped the infernal swamp! She winked at the two men before her, who stood up, not even bothering to put on their clothes, and grabbed two longswords from the wall. They walked up to Wang Ji, saying, "Wait!" Wang Ji glanced at them contemptuously, continuing his walk towards the enchantress. At this moment, the other two men in the room also approached. Seeing Wang Ji's arrogance, they were enraged. "Boy, trying to act arrogantly in front of the Four Swords of Diancang? You're courting death!" With that, the four swords attacked Wang Ji from different angles.

Hearing the name "Four Swords of Diancang," Wang Ji was secretly startled. The "Four Swords of Diancang" were rising stars in the martial arts world, with considerable fame. Wang Ji remembered his senior brother, Bi Chaoran, telling him that he had fought two of the "Four Swords of Diancang." Although he managed to win by a narrow margin, he was still slightly injured. Now, with all four of the "Four Swords of Diancang" attacking together, their power was not to be underestimated. In the

blink of an eye, the four swords were almost upon him. Without further thought, Wang Ji gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand and swung it with all his might!

His meridians, ravaged by the explosion, seemed to vanish into nothingness in an instant. Wang Ji felt as if his sword had struck something ancient and mysterious. He didn't know what the effect of this strike would be, only that it would bring death and despair. A

terrifying silence suddenly filled the surroundings, the air thick with the stench of blood. After a long while, only the sounds of objects hitting the ground could be heard. Wang Ji looked down and the scene before him was almost unbelievable: eight severed human bodies lay on the ground.

Wang Ji stared in disbelief at his right hand. This was the hand that had just swung such a sword? The first strike of the Exploding Sword Technique, resurrected in the martial world, sliced four renowned swordsmen into eight pieces with a single blow! Perhaps without this strike, the "Four Swords of Diancang" could have created a legendary tale for the martial world. But after this strike, all that remained were eight corpses splattered with hot blood!

Recovering from the bloodshed, Wang Ji remembered his purpose, his gaze sweeping towards the enchantress before him.

The enchantress was clearly shocked by the power of Wang Ji's sword, but true to her reputation as a woman who had seen countless men, she immediately donned her most alluring smile upon sensing Wang Ji's gaze.

"Oh, the fourteenth young master of the Illusion Sword Sect, it's only been a few days, but your swordsmanship has improved remarkably!" Saying this, she stood up and walked naked to Wang Ji. "Come, let your sister see if your 'swordsmanship' has improved?" She bent down, unbuckled Wang Ji's belt, and removed his penis. She then used the same oral techniques that had previously utterly defeated him, attempting to use her seductive arts to make him submit to her again. The thought of having such a powerful man at her beck and call filled the enchantress with excitement. Wang Ji sneered inwardly.

Ximen Jian had told him upon achieving his goal that after the baptism of explosive energy, every part of his body was like it had been tempered a thousand times, and his penis was no exception. Generally speaking, as long as he didn't want to ejaculate, no matter how high the enchantress's seductive arts were, they would have no effect on him.

The enchantress had used all her skills to lick and tease Wang Ji for almost half an hour, but to no avail except to make his penis erect. Shocked, she unleashed her ultimate technique, "Phoenix Cave Swallowing," a move that involved deeply sucking the man's penis into her esophagus and then stimulating the glans with the contractions of her throat muscles. She remembered how Wang Ji had been utterly defeated by this technique last time. But today's Wang Ji was not the same as before. He watched with a disdainful sneer as the enchantress moved futilely at his feet.

When the enchantress realized her seductive arts were ineffective against this man, Wang Ji decided to make this harlot pay the price for her debauchery. He grabbed her hair, dragged her to the wall, and slammed her head against it. The blow sent a wave of dizziness through her. Wang Ji turned the delirious woman around to face the wall. As soon as he released her, her body began to slump. Wang Ji grabbed her slender waist, keeping her upright, and then thrust his penis into her without a word! Unexpectedly, the

woman screamed in agony. Wang Ji felt the sensation was different from before. Looking down, he realized he had rushed things and hadn't penetrated her vagina, but rather her anus!

Looking at his penis, which he had just pulled from the woman's rear, he saw traces of blood. He was delighted that this slut's anus was still intact; he had never experienced the taste of anal sex before, and this slut's body was perfect for a try.

This time, Wang Ji gripped his penis and aimed it at the enchantress's anus. He rubbed it against the outside first, and the enchantress cried out in fright, "Please, don't do it from behind, do it from the front... do it from the front however you want..." Only then did Wang Ji realize that although the enchantress was extremely lewd, she had a deep fear of anal sex, which was why she had never had anal sex before.

But his purpose here was to torture the enchantress severely, so how could he show her any pity? He ignored her cries and thrust his penis into her anus!

For a moment, the enchantress let out a long cry, which gradually turned into moans with sobs as Wang Ji thrust in. Wang Ji also felt a completely different sensation in the enchantress's anus from her vagina. This sensation gave him continuous pleasure. The enchantress's anus was naturally narrow, and she, being naturally lewd, had tried to open it before, but each time a man's penis could only penetrate to the head before she was in unbearable pain. Therefore, until now, her anus had never been truly penetrated by a man. This time, Wang Ji's brutal forced entry caused her the most painful intercourse of her life, and also her last...

Wang Ji felt his penis slowly becoming smooth inside the demoness's body, whether from blood or some other fluid, he didn't know, but Wang Ji's thrusting became faster and faster without her realizing it... The demoness's screams gradually became hoarse. If it were any other woman, she might have already experienced some pleasure by now, right? But this woman, who had been with countless men, couldn't withstand this onslaught, which was quite ironic.

At this moment, Wang Ji supported the demoness's waist with one hand to prevent her from falling, and reached forward with the other hand to grab her breasts with all his might.

Then he twisted the demoness's nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pulling them outward with force. The demoness cried out from the depths of her heart, "It hurts so much!!!" But Wang Ji was unmoved and continued his rape.

At this moment, Wang Ji remembered that there were the maids Chun'er and Rong'er beside him. He turned around and gave them a cold glance. "Those who don't want to die, serve this young master well!"

Chun'er and Rong'er, drenched in Wang Ji's icy gaze, dared not resist. They scrambled to his side, and Wang Ji gave them a signal. The two women immediately understood and knelt. Chun'er placed her head between Wang Ji's penis and the demoness's anus, gently licking his shaft; while Rong'er knelt behind him, placing her head between his legs, using her tongue to clean the filth from his anus!

Wang Ji, while thrusting into the demoness's alluring anus, wantonly pulled and deformed her breasts, with the pretty maidservant serving him from below, felt an unprecedented pleasure. He couldn't help but marvel at the benefits of "power." This thrill of conquering women wasn't based on "beauty found in books," but on absolute martial arts and strength!

Seeing that Yao Ji had endured enough pain, Wang Ji didn't want to take her life. So he pulled his penis out of Yao Ji's anus. Yao Ji felt a huge sense of relief; the numbness from the excruciating pain rendered her unable to speak.

But Wang Ji wasn't going to let her off so easily. He ordered Chun'er to bring a bottle of cold wine and poured it over Yao Ji's face. Yao Ji jolted awake and saw Wang Ji pulling his penis out of Rong'er's mouth. The large glans, cleansed by Rong'er's oral cavity, became even more shiny. Yao Ji was terrified, her face turning pale. "No... don't touch my anus anymore..."

Wang Ji smiled slightly. "My beauty, don't worry, I won't touch your anus anymore... This time, I'm going to use my big penis to make you feel incredibly good. Are you happy?"

Hearing that Wang Ji wouldn't touch her anus anymore, Yao Ji felt a sense of relief. Apart from anal sex, she wasn't afraid of other forms of intercourse; on the contrary, she was very willing to let Wang Ji penetrate her. A blush immediately spread across her face. "Then... good brother, how do you want to play? Little Demon will play with you, let you do whatever you want, let you enjoy yourself, okay?"...

Wang Ji nodded slightly and said, "Alright, then let's go to the bed. If the three of you serve me comfortably, this young master will naturally spare your lives."

Upon hearing this, the three women were naturally overjoyed. A penis like Wang Ji's was a rare find in the world; they couldn't even find one normally. Now they could enjoy it to their heart's content, which was naturally a great joy.

The demoness's bed was particularly spacious because it was often used for lewd activities involving multiple people. Even with Wang Ji lying on it and the three women surrounding him, there was still plenty of room.

Wang Ji lay naked, the enchantress sitting on his waist, guiding his large penis into her vagina, and beginning to move up and down. Chun'er offered her overflowing vagina to Wang Ji, letting him savor and play with it. Rong'er knelt beside him, her tongue sucking on his chest like a kitten in heat.

Wang Ji experienced the pleasure of being served by multiple women for the first time, and the satisfaction he felt was indescribable. A man with strength and power can have everything! For the first time in his life, Wang Ji deeply felt the pleasure of power.

The three women used every trick in the book to please Wang Ji. The enchantress's seductive arts were on full display, her vaginal muscles churning like a raging sea, stimulating Wang Ji's penis with continuous pleasure. While Chun'er and Rong'er were less skilled, their experience with men was considerable. As time went on, Wang Ji felt his penis grow larger and larger, reaching the point of ejaculation.

At this moment, a cruel smile appeared on Wang Ji's lips. He was a ruthless man. The demoness had humiliated him and almost killed him. He had long been determined to get rid of her. The words he had just said were only to deceive the demoness into serving him wholeheartedly. He did not mean to spare her life.

Wang Ji gestured for the two maids to leave him, then straightened up and embraced the demoness, making her hold him tightly. The demoness's beautiful legs naturally wrapped around Wang Ji's waist. Wang Ji picked her up and began to thrust forcefully, moving around the room.

The constant jolting brought the demoness even deeper pleasure. She cried out repeatedly, "So deep!

...All the way in! I...I can't take it anymore...! Let me die! Let me die!..." Her voice, hoarse from excessive shouting, was dripping with sweat mixed with her own fluids.

"I'm going to fuck you to death! My little demoness!" Wang Ji said, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, but his movements didn't slow down at all, continuing to thrust.

"Fuck...fuck me to death..." The demoness, already powerless, was completely unaware that she was on the verge of death.

"Okay!" Wang Ji walked to the wall, placed the demoness down, and then turned her to face the wall. How could the enchantress refuse? She obediently stood at attention as Wang Ji commanded. Wang Ji smiled coldly, "Hmm... let your brother fuck you to death!" With that, he pressed the enchantress against the wall, and his already throbbing penis thrust into her cunt from behind once more!

The enchantress let out a muffled groan of pleasure. At that moment, she felt Wang Ji's hand slowly grab her head. She didn't know what Wang Ji meant by this, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her forehead, followed by an indescribable dizziness.

The two maids gasped in shock. It turned out that while Wang Ji was fucking her, he was also pressing the enchantress's head against the wall repeatedly!

Only then did the enchantress realize that the man behind her was trying to kill her! Unfortunately, she no longer had the strength to resist...

The sounds of "thump... thump... thump..." combined with the "plop, plop" sounds of intercourse created a deathly symphony filled with obscene connotations.

Finally, Wang Ji reached his climax. He slammed the enchantress's head against the wall with all his might, and then his semen gushed out like a burst dam!

Everything seemed to stand still, but when a man's desire to conquer and his bestial nature are aroused, it often brings death or destruction—the death of others, or his own destruction.

Wang Ji felt the enchantress's body slowly, slowly cooling down. He stopped, pulled out his penis, and the enchantress, deprived of Wang Ji's penis, slowly slid down the wall. This harlot who had wreaked havoc on humanity, under the double assault of pain from above and below, had actually been thoroughly ravaged by Wang Ji's penis!

"Hmph! You've gotten off easy..." Wang Ji muttered, then turned to the two terrified maids behind him and said, "Speak! Where are Yun Ji and Meng Ji?!" The two maids, terrified by Wang Ji's question and under his lewd power, clung tightly to each other. After a long silence, they finally managed to say in trembling voices, "The eldest and second young ladies left the valley the day before yesterday and haven't returned yet..." Wang Ji thought to himself that these two lewd women must have gone out to harm people again. Anyway, they can't escape their fate. He'd wait for them in the valley for a few days; they wouldn't be afraid of not returning. Wang

Ji looked at Chun'er and Rong'er, their beauty captivating and alluring, and remarkably, only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was truly reluctant to leave them like this. He beckoned to them, "Come here. I plan to stay here for a few days. If you serve me well these few days, I'll spare your lives!" The two maids, having witnessed their mistress's tragic death at Wang Ji's hands, dared not disobey. To survive, they naturally used all the lewd techniques they had learned from Yunmeng Yaoji to satisfy Wang Ji.

Thus, Wang Ji stayed in the valley for several more days. During these days, he indulged in his lust for the two beautiful maids day and night, practicing his sexual techniques on them in every way imaginable. He gradually mastered the skills to control his penis and developed many new techniques for penetrating them.

By the fifth day, Yunji and Yaoji were still nowhere to be found. Wang Ji could no longer wait; he had to rush back to the capital, because there lay the love of his life…

Before leaving, Wang Ji crippled the two maids' martial arts to prevent them from harming the world again, and then burned down Yunmeng Yaoji's den of iniquity.

Emerging from the valley, gazing at the clear blue sky above and the magnificent landscape before him, Wang Ji felt a surge of exhilaration. He let out a long roar, then drew his sword and swung it at a towering tree beside him, a tree so large it would take four people to encircle it. His inner strength surged, and his muscles and veins were incredibly resilient. With a flash of light from his Blazing Sun Sword, the tree snapped in half at waist height!

Watching the tree slowly fall before him, Wang Ji felt a surge of triumph. He felt his martial arts had reached a level he could never have imagined before. From now on, he could do whatever he wanted! Of course, first and foremost, he needed to win her heart—the heart of his senior sister, Jun Yan.

Thinking of his senior sister, a gentle smile appeared on Wang Ji's lips. He always called Jun Yan "Senior Sister," even though she was actually a year younger than him. However, because she had been adopted by their master at a young age and took his surname, Jun, she was the first disciple to join the sect, and all the disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect called her "Senior Sister." Senior Sister Jun Yan was not only beautiful and highly skilled in martial arts, but also kind and approachable, making everyone around her feel like they were basking in a spring breeze. Therefore, although Junior Sister Zhao Mengmeng was even more beautiful than Senior Sister, almost all the disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect harbored fantasies about her. Wang Ji was no exception; he had long been deeply in love with Jun Yan.

However, Wang Ji's martial arts skills were previously too low, making him inconspicuous among the disciples. He knew he was unworthy of the phoenix-like Senior Sister Jun Yan, so he could only bury his unrequited love deep in his heart, only watching her every move from afar. This accumulated resentment intensified Wang Ji's sexual frustration, finally culminating in his release on his master's wife on that Mid-Autumn Festival night…

At this moment, Wang Ji was brimming with confidence. With his current martial arts skills, even if he encountered his master Jun Haoran, Wang Ji probably wouldn't be defeated. Of course, no one in the Illusion Sword Sect was his match. He could finally pursue Senior Sister openly and honorably!

After several days and nights of travel, Wang Ji finally returned to the capital. His master and mistress were overjoyed to see him return safely and immediately asked where he had been. Wang Ji quickly lied and then told his master the tragic news of his ninth senior brother's death.

Upon hearing this devastating news, tears welled in his master's eyes. "Haoran is incompetent, causing his disciples to suffer repeated misfortunes… Yan'er, Yun'er… Master is so sorry for you…" Everyone present wept upon hearing this.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ji felt a sense of foreboding. "Master, you mean… Senior Sister Yan…" Hearing Wang Ji's words, his eldest senior brother, Bi Chaoran, could no longer contain himself. He smashed the table beside him with a single blow, shouting, "Master! Are we, the Illusion Sword Sect, just going to be bullied like this?!" Wang Ji hurriedly asked what was going on, and then his master's wife slowly told him what had happened during the days he was away... It turned out that everyone had searched the capital city for their Ninth Senior Brother but couldn't find him. When they returned to the sect, they discovered that Wang Ji had also disappeared. His master's wife was extremely anxious and ordered everyone to search again the next day. This continued for three days. Wang Ji had long been taken to Yunmeng Marsh, so how could they possibly find him?

On this day, Jun Yan, worried about Bai Yun and Wang Ji's safety, went out to search alone again. Unexpectedly, she encountered someone by Kunmin Lake. It turned out that the person was Fan Liuyun, the "Jade Butterfly Fragrant Sword" of the Xiangyu Sect. Fan Liuyun was known as the number one expert among the new generation of the Xiangyu Sect. She said that she had heard that Jun Yan's martial arts and appearance were famous in the capital, so she had come to the capital today specifically to have a match with her senior sister. Jun Yan naturally tried to avoid her, but Fan Liuyun pressed her relentlessly and attacked Jun Yan first. The senior sister had no choice but to draw her sword to fight back. However, Fan Liuyun's martial arts skills were simply too high. Even with Jun Yan's abilities, she was no match for her after a hundred moves, and was defeated

after Fan Liuyun struck three acupoints. Normally, a duel between martial arts practitioners would end once a winner was decided, but Fan Liuyun was ruthless. Seeing Jun Yan's defeat, she coldly smiled and said, "Such temperament, such martial arts! Good! Very good!" With that, she used her sword to slash more than a dozen wounds on Jun Yan's face, disfiguring her!

Junyan, returned to her home by passersby, lost all her former vitality and stayed in her room every day. Three days later, everyone found a suicide note left by Junyan in her room, but she had vanished without a trace… Hearing this, Wang Ji could no longer hold back his sobs. What use was his unparalleled martial arts if his senior sister was dead? Wang Ji's eyes blazed with fury. "Master, are we just going to let this go?!" His master sighed deeply. "I am more heartbroken than you are by Yan'er's misfortune, but… but… alas! Xiangyu Sect… Xiangyu Sect… what are we going to do…"

"Master, are you afraid of Xiangyu Sect? Xiangyu Sect harmed my senior sister! I, Wang Ji, am the first to swear to them!"

Wang Ji's tone was unusually harsh. His master's wife quickly gave him a meaningful look, and all the disciples focused their attention on him, wondering why this usually unremarkable person was so bold today.

Master's face flushed and paled in turns. "Yan'er's revenge must be avenged! But in making enemies of the Xiangyu Sect, who wins or loses is secondary. The important thing is that the Huanjian Sect will now be at odds with the righteous path of the martial world! This matter needs careful consideration! You may all step down!"

Wang Ji couldn't help but feel saddened. Thirty years ago, Qin Xiangyu, the founder of the Xiangyu Sect, was unparalleled in both martial arts and appearance. She founded the Xiangyu Sect to fight against the evil cult that plagued the martial world. In the end, she fought alone against the cult leader Dugu Can and the four elders of the cult at Dongting Lake, perishing with these demons and saving the righteous path of the martial world from utter ruin. After Qin Xiangyu's death, the leaders of the various righteous sects swore an oath on Mount Hua that they would never be enemies of the Xiangyu Sect for generations, and that they would spare no effort to help the Xiangyu Sect in times of trouble. Although thirty years had passed, the Xiangyu Sect's status in the martial world remained unchanged.

Back in his room, Wang Ji's thoughts remained unsettled. Judging from his master's intentions, he wanted to find some upright individuals to confront Xiangyu Sect and demand justice. But this would at most force Fan Liuyun to apologize; it couldn't possibly cost her her life. Wang Ji secretly made a decision: since his master wouldn't avenge his senior sister, he would take on the task himself!

With this thought, Wang Ji calmed down and decided to get a good night's sleep before heading to Xiangyu Sect for revenge the next day!

However, the pain of losing his senior sister couldn't be erased quickly. Wang Ji lay in bed until midnight, unable to fall asleep. Just then, someone quietly knocked on his door!

A thought struck Wang Ji, and he opened the door. A person rushed into the room, grabbed him, and pressed their moist lips to his. Wang Ji didn't need to light a lamp; from the person's exquisite figure and warm, cherry-like lips, he knew it was undoubtedly his master's wife, Nangong Hui!

Wang Ji was taken aback. "Master's wife, what brings you here? Master will be furious if he finds out!" It turned out that although Wang Ji and Nangong Hui had been having an affair for almost a year, they had never made love in his room. Although Wang Ji could enjoy a private room like the four disciples due to his father and master's close friendship, and his room was quite far from the others, there was still a constant risk of being discovered. Therefore, he and Nangong Hui had always found opportunities to meet outside. He wondered why his master's wife was so bold tonight.

At this moment, Master's wife began to sob in Wang Ji's arms. "Little Ji, you've been gone for so long without returning. Do you know how scared I was? I was so afraid something might have happened to you, and then I would have to go with you..." Wang Ji was deeply moved. His intimate relations with Nangong Hui were merely an act driven by a beastly possessiveness. He never expected that his master's wife would be so deeply in love with him. Wang Ji picked up Nangong Hui's head and kissed her deeply. "Master's wife, I'm back now, aren't I?" As he spoke, he reached his hand down to Nangong Hui's lower body and slipped it under her long skirt. Unexpectedly, Wang Ji discovered that his master's wife's skirt was empty! Under Wang Ji's seductive touch, Nangong Hui's pent-up lust exploded, and she quickly ejaculated a stream of vaginal fluid from her flower core.

Wang Ji held his hand, covered in his master's wife's vaginal fluids, in front of Nangong Hui's eyes. "Master's wife, look, I only touched you twice and you're already wet! You've really had a hard time these past few days..." Nangong Hui remained silent, shyly, but parted her cherry lips slightly, slowly swallowing the vaginal fluids from Wang Ji's hand.

Looking at his master's wife's alluring appearance in the moonlight streaming through the window, Wang Ji couldn't resist pulling her to the edge of the bed and making her sit there. He then buried his head under her skirt, vigorously

licking her gushing vulva. His master's wife pressed her hands tightly against Wang Ji's head, pressing his head down through her skirt to allow him to penetrate deeper. Wang Ji sucked all of his master's wife's vaginal fluids into his mouth, then peeked out from under her skirt and transferred the fluids into her cherry-like mouth. Because there was so much fluid, Nangong Hui's mouth couldn't hold it all, and some dripped down their chins, appearing particularly lewd in the moonlight.

With their combined efforts, their clothes quickly escaped. Wang Ji laid his naked mistress squarely on the bed. Nangong Hui's beautiful body shone dazzlingly in the moonlight. Wang Ji whispered in her ear, "Mistress, this isn't like Qingyun Manor. No matter how much pleasure you feel, you absolutely mustn't make a sound!" Nangong Hui nodded, her face flushed. Wang Ji then used the gentle techniques he had learned in the past few days to his advantage on his mistress. Nangong Hui indeed gritted her teeth and remained silent, only letting out a few muffled groans from her nose when she reached the peak of pleasure.

Under the moonlight, a strong young man thrust repeatedly into a beautiful, lustful woman...

As the passion subsided, his master's wife was still breathing softly beneath him. Wang Ji, thinking he couldn't let her know he was plotting revenge for his senior sister, whispered in her ear, "Master's wife, my senior brother told me that during my disappearance, my father sent people to the capital three times to inquire..."

"Yes! Don't worry, I've already sent someone to Lingnan to inform your family that you're safe." Wang Ji felt a surge of gratitude. "But I haven't seen my parents for two years. I'd like to set off tomorrow to Lingnan to visit them."

At this moment, Wang Ji felt his master's wife's delicate body tremble slightly. She seemed reluctant to let him travel so far, but filial piety was the natural order, and she couldn't think of anything to say to stop him, so she had no choice but to agree.

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