[Exclusive Beauty] Original work: Wuji; Adapted by: zengzheng

Chapter One: Beauty in the Cave

"The forest flowers have faded, spring's red is gone, too soon! I often lament the morning's cold rain and evening's wind!
Tears like rouge, lingering in drunkenness, when will we meet again?
Life is inherently full of regrets, like water flowing eastward forever!"

Murong Weichang recited Li Chongguang's "The Night Crow Cries" from
Jiangnan
, but his heart flew to the "Cold Jade Mountain Villa" thousands of miles away. Li Chongguang's words are pearls of wisdom, later generations commented: "Exquisite and unparalleled, ethereal to the bone. Even the most beautiful orchids cannot compare to his fragrance; even the most celestial cranes and zithers cannot evoke such resentment." The aforementioned "The Night Crow Cries" by Li Chongguang
was his nostalgic work after leaving his country.

Murong Weichang had no experience of national ruin or family destruction; he was longing for a woman.

This woman's name? He didn't know. Her hobbies? Special skills? Background?

He knew nothing! He only knew that his master's wife had told him that from her back, she seemed to be a woman, a very
captivating woman.

Naturally, this woman abandoned him in the Cold Jade Mountain Villa; that was all he knew.

That was enough, enough to keep him awake at night, tossing and turning.

A man's attraction to a woman is truly unavoidable!

But he had a plan, for he had wrapped his longsword in cloth, tucked his jade flute behind his back, and tied a packet of banknotes and gold
leaves to his waist.

These were essential items for someone about to embark on a long journey.

To toil for money is vulgar.

To toil for revenge is tiring.

To toil for gratitude is pointless.

To toil for a woman is romantic.

So he bid farewell to his close female disciples, and paid his respects to his revered teacher, setting off north.

The spring breeze caressed his face, willows turned green, and peach blossoms bloomed.

Murong Weichang walked briskly, his heart warmed like the rising sun. For the first time, he felt the
wonder of nature.
But as the sun set and night fell, he realized that darkness still had its end. He

needed an inn. But amidst these vast mountains, where was the inn? It seemed he would have to spend the night in a cave.

When they hoped someone would come, no one appeared; when they didn't want anyone to come, someone did.

It wasn't just one person, but a whole group.

"Where are the Black Flag followers?" one asked.

"Reporting to the Incense Master, they've arrived at Taiping Ridge," another replied.

"Good! Red Flag and Yellow Flag, surround them from the east and west! We must invite Miss Xiang up the mountain!" the crowd shouted in unison.

Murong Weichang could no longer remain calm. To mobilize such a large force to invite someone was truly absurd.

Who was Miss Xiang? Who wanted to invite her? What did they want with her? Murong Weichang, like everyone else,
was filled with curiosity about the world. So he quietly followed behind.

With just one step, he realized these people were skilled, albeit lacking in martial arts.

The crowd finally stopped, and Murong Weichang finally saw clearly that there was a thatched hut ahead.

"Miss Xiang, are you well? We, the subordinates of the Red, Yellow, and Black Flags, are here on the King's orders to invite you up the mountain for a
chat," a tall, imposing man announced.

"Is that Cui Xiangzhu, the Deadly Blade?" a female voice called from the thatched hut.

"Yes, it is indeed Cui Sandao."

"Why hasn't your king come?"

"My king is waiting for your arrival on the mountain."

"What if you don't come, young lady?"

"This… my king will blame me for not handling things properly."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"I hope you will consider my king's sincerity and come to the mountain for a chat, for the sake of his subordinates."

"Why should I consider your subordinates? What sincerity has your king shown?"

"So you're refusing, young lady?"

"Refusing is not necessarily. You only need your king to come and welcome me personally, and perhaps I'll be so pleased that I'll really go
."

"There's one more thing, young lady, do you know?"

"You're so boring! There are many things in the world, young lady, do you know which one you want to ask?"

"What are the strengths of my three banners, the red, the yellow, and the black?"

"I have no interest, and I don't want to know."

"The red flag can set fires; even a stone can be ignited. The yellow flag is for letting out the wind; just a whiff of this wind will
render you powerless. The black flag controls water, and the water is poisonous. Would you like to see it, young lady?"

"That sounds terrifying, but I'm not easily frightened."

"Red flag, prepare!" Cui Sandao shouted, and a burly man suddenly unfurled a red flag, from which more than ten people
emerged .

"Set it on fire!" The red flag waved again, and the dozen or so people behind it carried gourds from their backs, simultaneously
throwing them at a large rock, instantly sending flames soaring into the sky.

"Yellow flag, let out the wind!" Another yellow flag was raised, and sure enough, a strong wind arose from the ground. Each person carried
a folding fan. When closed and held, the fan resembled a long spear; when opened and fanned vigorously, it was
indeed incredibly powerful.

The wind fueled the fire, and the fire, aided by the wind, turned half the sky crimson.

"Black flag, release the water!" Cui Sandao gave another order. A black flag was raised, and more than ten burly men emerged, each
taking a bag from their backs, holding it with both hands, and tossing it upwards. A sudden downpour followed. With a
series of clanging sounds, the fire extinguished, the wind stopped, and calm returned.

"What do you think, young lady?" Cui Sandao asked.

"Shameless scoundrels!" the girl replied.

"What does this mean?"

"You failed to provoke me with words, so you've resorted to displaying your martial arts skills. Are you trying to force me to submit to your tyranny?"

"You've misunderstood."

"Misunderstood?"

"If you truly refuse, all the performances we put on this boulder will be used on this thatched hut
."

"Is this your will, or your king's?"

"Is there any need to ask?"

"It seems I will either die in the fire, perishing in the poisonous winds and waters, or I will have to
go ."

"There is no third way."

"No, no, no, whether there is a third way is not something you can decide with a single word."

"Don't you believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe you!" As the words were spoken, a girl in yellow appeared in front of the thatched hut.

None of the thirty-odd people present noticed how the girl walked out of the hut.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and the girl in yellow was already standing outside the door.

Murong Weichang, hiding behind the rock, felt the same way.

It was as if the girl had always been standing outside the door, as if there had always been a girl in front of the door.

The torches illuminated the area in front of the door, as bright as day.

The girl in yellow's clothes fluttered, captivatingly beautiful.

In an instant, even the mountain wind stopped.

"Master Cui," the girl in yellow said

. "Please give your orders, young lady," Cui Sandao bowed with clasped hands.

"Look, am I beautiful?" The girl in yellow paused, her body twirling slightly.

"Unrivaled in heaven and earth."

"You're willing to kill me?"

"No," Cui Sandao said from the bottom of his heart.

Men like women, especially beautiful women!

However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is not as precious as one's own life. When faced with the choice between one's own life and a beautiful woman
, no one would give up their life for the beauty.

Unless he is the biggest fool in the world.

Although Cui Sandao was simple-minded, he was no fool. So, after saying "I can't bear to," he
had to add, "If you come with us to see the King."

"If I don't go to see your King, you'll kill me?" the girl in yellow warned.

"We are acting under orders."

"Fine, do it."

"This is the girl courting death." Cui Sandao waved his hand and shouted, "Red flag, pay attention..."
As the red flag waved, more than ten burly men held gourds in their hands, all pointing them at the girl in yellow.

"I'll count to three. If you still don't agree after three, then don't blame me for being ruthless, one..."

"You don't need to count."

"Two..." Cui Sandao raised his hand.

"Wait!" Murong Weichang emerged from the shadows.

"You are..." Cui Sandao lowered his hand and turned to Murong Weichang.

"Murong Weichang."

"I've heard so much about you."

"Brother Cui, could you do me a favor?"

"What favor?"

"Let this young lady go." Cui Sandao suddenly burst into laughter, shaking the leaves to their very core.

"Do you know who I am?"

"No."

"Do you know who she is?"

"No."

"My king has repeatedly instructed me to find a way to invite her. Do you know what this means?"

"No." "

You know nothing, yet you meddle in other people's business?"

"I only know one thing."

"Speak!"

"Men bullying women, the many oppressing the few, the many defeating the few, and helping those in need."

"There are countless injustices in the world. Can you handle them all?"

"I haven't seen other things, so how can I interfere? There are some things I'm too lazy to get involved in, but I'm determined to get involved in this one."

"Murong Weichang, I think you're infatuated with her!"

"Everyone has a love for beauty."

"Good, you're straightforward." Cui Sandao paused, then said, "But it's all in vain if she doesn't like you."

"That's her business! I will never force her." Murong Weichang said.

"How do you know I don't like her?" The girl approached Murong Weichang, but asked Cui Sandao instead.

“Girl, if you truly love him, you should come with us to see the King immediately.”

“Why?”

“Because if you don’t go, he will die a horrible death just like you.”

“You’re so confident,” Murong Weichang said.

“No one can escape my Red, Yellow, and Black Three-Flag Formation,” Cui Sandao said.

“You’re a strange person,” the girl turned to Murong Weichang and said, “Why did you stand up for me?”

“I saw injustice.”

“Are you confident you can defeat Cui Sandao?”

“No.”

“Then aren’t you just courting death?”

“It’s possible.”

“Not possible, it’s inevitable.”

“So what?”

“Don’t you feel a little regretful to die for a stranger?”

“As long as it’s righteous, and you cherish beauty, what in this world is worth a man risking his life for,
to live with joy and die without regret?”

“Fool, a fool.” The girl sighed softly, “Hey, do you have any last words?
Should I tell your family?”

“I don’t understand.”

“What’s there to not understand! You’re so young, so handsome, how could no girl not like you?
Don’t you need to tell her anything before you die?” Murong Weichang hesitated slightly: he thought of his
junior sister who secretly harbored feelings for him and his senior sister who secretly loved him. But this was only a fleeting, imperceptible moment, so brief that
no one noticed.

"That's not what I don't understand."

"Then what is it?"

"How come when I come to help you, I'm certain to die, yet you're unharmed?"

"You're not just a fool, you're a complete fool."

"Please tell me, young lady."

"A woman can die at the hands of another woman, but she will never die at the hands of a man. Especially a beautiful and gentle woman."

"Hmm!"

"Also, before you die, do you want to know my name?"

"What difference does it make whether you know or not when you're about to die?"

"Since it's all the same, why not know?

" "Please tell me. 　　" "

Caiyunfei, is that a nice name?" 　　"Yes." "Really? 　　" "Absolutely." 　　"But the nickname is a bit vulgar." 　　"Hmm, you have a nickname, young lady?" 　　"Yes." 　　"Then please tell me." " 　　A Moment of Ecstasy." Many things are unexpected. He could never have imagined associating the stunningly beautiful Caiyunfei standing before him with the incredibly poignant and cold nickname, "A Moment of Ecstasy."

Surprisingly, she herself uttered the nickname, and in a calm tone, even with a hint of
self-admiration .

"You really like this nickname."

"Nicknames don't matter whether you like them or not."

"That makes sense."

"If you change your mind now..."

"Change your mind?"

"That means you can let them kill me; it's not too late." He hesitated for a moment, but then made up
his mind .

"A true man finishes what he starts. As long as they fight you one-on-one, I'll withdraw."

"Boy," Cui Sandao had changed his address, "Do you think you're invincible? That we can't kill you
?"

"I believe no one can escape your Three Flags Formation."

"Then why don't you get out of the way?"

"As long as you don't attack as a group." "You

don't know what's good for you."

"To kill this young lady, you must kill me first."

"Killing you is easy!"

Cui Sandao waved his hand.

"You know my nickname and you still want to save me?"

"What's so indecent about your nickname? 'Food and sex are human nature. Wine doesn't intoxicate, people intoxicate themselves; beauty doesn't bewitch,
people bewitch themselves !' And how can I question who was right and wrong in the past? I'm just helping someone in need."

"Fine! What a fool! It's a blessing to have you as a friend."

"Set it on fire!" Cui Sandao pressed down.

Red flags fluttered, gourds rose, and with a "boom," flames erupted.

However, many things changed drastically from that "however."

At the same time as the flames burst forth, Caiyunfei's slender feet stopped, and the place where she stood suddenly sank.

Caiyunfei and Murong Weichang disappeared simultaneously.

The tunnel wound upwards.

Caiyunfei held Murong Weichang's left hand.

The tunnel was narrow, so she was nestled close to him.

His fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled his nostrils, coursing through his veins.

This wasn't the first time he had walked so close to a young girl, nor the first time he had been so intimate with her.

But for the first time, he truly felt something different: how
wonderful it was to have a woman he secretly liked in his arms!

He wished the tunnel would never end.

He wished it would last forever.

But then, light appeared ahead.

He knew he had left the cave .

Outside was a secluded valley, the sunset casting a magical veil over the wilderness; the flowers, grass, and rocks all appeared
so peaceful and serene.

Caiyunfei nestled her head on his shoulder.

Murong Weichang, without realizing it, had somehow embraced her slender waist.

At that moment, faced with this scene, he didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced through the mountaintop like a sword.

Caiyunfei suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Can you get rid of your meddlesome habit?"

"If a martial artist doesn't have a chivalrous heart, what's the point of practicing martial arts?"

"So you can't get rid of it."

"Everyone should intervene in injustices.

" "Do you know how many people like you there are in the world?"

"How many?

" "Just you."

"No, at least two." Murong Weichang's tone was very firm.

"Who is the other one?" Cai Yunfei asked doubtfully.

"You!" She was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

"Am I also a meddlesome person?"

"Maybe not before, but from today onwards, you are."

"You believe me?"

"I believe my eyes." Cai Yunfei remained silent for a long time.

"Am I not seeing things correctly?"

"To make sure your eyes are accurate, well, I won't disappoint you."

"Thank you."

"Do you know what the consequences of meddling in other people's business are?" "

A true man should do his best in everything he does. What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying! Who cares about the consequences
? "

"Those who meddle in other people's business get into trouble."

"Life is inherently troublesome. Unless you become an immortal or a Buddha, you can no longer concern yourself with human grudges, right and wrong, wine, women,
wealth, and anger!"

"But what about the ability to eliminate trouble?" He was stunned. To be honest, he
had no idea whether his skills were high or low, because he was also a novice in the martial arts world.

"Your skills are not profound. I tested your internal strength when I grabbed your palm." "

How was it?"

"Extremely ordinary, not even worthy of being called a fourth-rate fighter." Cai Yunfei suddenly turned around, casually grabbed a stone the size of an egg from
the stone wall , and without a sound, fine stone dust fell to the ground.

He wondered if he was dreaming.

"Fool, why don't you give it a try?"

"Why bother trying? Do you think I don't know my own limitations?"

"You have a sword, how about we spar?"

"Swords are merciless, but..."

"Are you afraid of hurting me?"

"That's right."

"If that's the case, then I'll ignore the world's troubles." Murong Weichang naturally
understood .

A man's head may be severed, blood may flow, but his pride cannot be lost!

"Very well, then I'll experience your skill, young lady." Murong Weichang drew his sword, a
sword that had never truly harmed anyone.

"You may begin."

"You...you're using your bare hands?"

"Isn't that too disrespectful?" She suddenly leaped up, as if riding on air, leaping several meters.

When she landed, she held a willow branch in her hand.

He couldn't help but be impressed; he knew he couldn't do that himself. Although every man
would be angry in this situation.

"Be careful!" The words were spoken, and a white light flashed like lightning.

She didn't back down, but instead raised the delicate willow branch, placing it on his sword.

The delicate willow branch, weighing only four ounces, rested on the sword, yet it felt like a black iron rod, heavy as a thousand pounds. Had he not been
prepared , how could he have held onto this sword?

The first move was defensive.

The second move was merciless; the white light flashed and then surged, faster than lightning, advancing straight ahead.

He was fast, but she was even faster; the sword tip had barely left the ground when the willow branch was already pointing at the Tanzhong acupoint. The third move dared not be too forceful; it was a
sudden upward thrust, aimed directly at the Tiantu acupoint.

But just as it seemed about to hit, it was still a step too slow; the willow branch had already swept towards the waist. The fourth,
fifth , and all the way to the tenth move, each time the sword was just about to strike, it was already a step too late.

A single step, though only a moment, was enough to turn the victor into the vanquished, the survivor into the dead.

He sighed deeply, the sword tip pointing diagonally to the ground.

"I lost," he said, filled with regret.

"To know shame is akin to courage," she said.

"It seems I really shouldn't have meddled."

"Meddling isn't wrong, the important thing is to be able to." "If

I had known you were so capable, I... I was truly overestimating myself and making a fool of myself."

"If you hadn't overestimated yourself, how would we have met?"

"With your exceptional intelligence, wouldn't it be a disservice to you to know someone as mediocre as me?"

"No, quite the opposite."

"The opposite?"

"That's right, I'll help you cultivate your inner strength, and you'll help me avenge myself."

"Avenge myself?"

"I can't let that 'flower butterfly' bully me like this."

"Who is 'flower butterfly'?"

"The king of Cui Sandao."

The girl in yellow, Cai Yunfei, was like a blooming, delicate rose, while Murong Weichang, dressed in blue, was like a tall, proud
cypress.

One was graceful and elegant, the other dashing and free.

The environment can influence people; seeing swallows dancing in pairs and butterflies fluttering in pairs, the two couldn't help but exchange glances.

The valley is beautiful—the stones, the water, the trees, the flowers—and the people are even more beautiful.

Caiyunfei truly lives up to his reputation for being incredibly intelligent.

"You have someone in your heart?" she asked.

"You are indeed exceptionally perceptive," he replied.

"You admit it?"

"Of course."

"What's her name? What does she do? Where does she live?"

"I only know she lives at Hanyu Manor." "

You probably don't know anything about Hanyu Manor!"

"I don't know."

"Was there any danger along the way?"

"I could only be careful."

"Could you tell me about Hanyu Manor?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

"In fact, you've already told me a little."

"Hey, you can play the flute?" she suddenly asked.

"I know a little."

"Could you play it for me?"

"I'm just afraid it might offend your ears."

"A man shouldn't be so polite."

"What should a man be like?"

"A man should listen to a woman." She smiled. "

In that case, I can't be an exception." So he began to play the white jade flute.

He played "High Mountains and Flowing Water," one of the ten most famous Chinese pieces.

Unexpectedly, after he played only two notes, she spread her arms and began to dance gracefully. Her clear singing voice, accompanying her
dance steps and the melodious sound of her flute, filled the entire valley.

She was indeed a talented singer and dancer.

The flute music became even more fluid, sometimes stirring like a thousand armies, surging waves, sometimes gentle like a spring breeze, birdsong,
and fragrant flowers .

Her singing voice was equally captivating, with its varied intonations, highs and lows, fast and slow, like the warbling of orioles and the gurgling of springs flowing
down the riverbank.

The singing and the flute music complemented each other, creating a vibrant and colorful spectacle.

A single note drifted through the valley.

He passionately took her hand, cupped it in his palm, and gently caressed it.

She nestled shyly into his arms, panting softly, her breath glistening with sweat.

Nothing could be more enchanting than what had happened that day.

By the time she had taught him a method of breathing exercises, it was completely dark.

Murong Weichang hadn't expected Caiyunfei to have prepared so many things in this stone cave in the valley; it
was practically everything one could want.

Especially noteworthy was the jar of "Ten Fragrances" liquor.

He wasn't a drinker, but he couldn't bear to refuse her kindness, and besides, such a beautiful occasion, how could he not have
wine with such a lovely woman!

So he and she clinked glasses three times, each cup downed!

The cave had two chambers, an inner and an outer one.

Candles were lit inside.

Murong Weichang lay on the bed made of large stone, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Not only could he not sleep, but he also felt a strange urge. Everywhere he

looked, he saw exquisitely beautiful women. It was as if the fragrance of those young girls still wafted over him,
as if their silvery songs still echoed in his ears.

He felt a emptiness in his chest, a need to release all his energy, and when he wanted to release it, he
could no suppress his desire.

But what would she… what would she think?

Just then, he heard a faint sigh from the darkness.

A meeting of minds.

Murong Weichang, without even putting on his shoes, had already entered the inner cave.

"Wow!" he exclaimed in surprise. His mind raced, asking, "Is this real, or a dream?"
The candlelight cast a hazy glow over the inner cave, making everything seem so magical.

On the stone bed lay a naked, jade-like body.

She was clearly not asleep.

She smiled at him, and clearly whispered, "I've been waiting for you for so long!" He didn't know how he found himself
before the bed. Although the bed was very, very close to the cave entrance,

he tried several times to step back, but his feet seemed to no longer belong to him.

Now, he stood before the stone bed, and before the beautiful woman.

Her long eyelashes gently fell—was it coquettishness? Was it shyness? Dreamlike beauty. Her straight and delicate nose made her appear…
Her beauty was breathtaking, like a stone sculpture of a fairy. The slight twitching of her nostrils betrayed her inner turmoil.

Her lips were small and sensual, a vibrant red, like ripe cherries. Now, her
lips parted slightly, revealing glimpses of her pearly white teeth.

Her features were like a poem, a song, harmoniously and perfectly set upon her fair, slightly
flushed face.

Murong Weichang was intoxicated, mesmerized… The Creator was so wondrous, to have created such an exquisite
face.

Murong Weichang had never dared to imagine, never even conceived, that such a captivating beauty existed.

He didn't know how long it had been before his gaze finally left her face.

The moment his eyes swept over her body, his heart jolted as if struck by lightning.

Murong Weichang had seen countless girls' faces, but this was the first
time .

Her rounded shoulders were so delicate they seemed to drip with moisture. Her breasts, smooth as cream, stood
facing peaks a vibrant red, fresh and alluring, overflowing with tenderness.

Her lower abdomen was gently rounded, smooth and supple. The Shenque acupoint in the center was faintly visible, appearing mysterious and
deep.

Below her abdomen, a tuft of curly pubic hair, black and shiny, spread out, forming a stark
contrast with her jade-white skin.

Her thighs gleamed with an ivory-like sheen, long and shapely.

"Wow! Ice-like skin and jade-like bones, a beauty made of water," he murmured dreamily, his thoughts racing.

What should he do next? He forgot! And he dared not!

Caiyunfei suddenly turned and stood up.

Suddenly, she grabbed his hand.

Suddenly, she pressed his hand against her breasts.

Murong Weichang felt dizzy, but quickly regained his senses.

At this moment, no man would faint.

Murong Weichang felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

The warmth seeped into his heart, bringing him pleasure.

The warmth seeped into his veins, bringing him comfort.

The warmth also aroused his already pent-up desire.

Murong Weichang's hands gently caressed her breasts, grasping, releasing, pinching the nipples, and teasing them.

She instantly felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, a tingling, itchy sensation, as if she were floating.

Cai Yunfei involuntarily embraced him.

Only then did Cai Yunfei realize that Murong Weichang was leaning in.

"Wow! You smell so good," Murong Weichang said.

"You...you're intoxicating..." Cai Yunfei couldn't finish her sentence because Murong Weichang silenced
her with his lips.

Murong Weichang took her two delicate lips entirely into his mouth and sucked hard.

"Smack..." "Smack..." Cai Yunfei then offered him her tongue.

Murong Weichang was incredibly greedy; her pink tongue, slippery as a serpent, would extend and retract, and just when he managed to suck it in, it would escape again
.

Cai Yunfei also sucked on his tongue, sucking hard, as if she wanted to swallow it whole.

The kisses and sucking were like oil on a raging fire, and waves of desire surged within them.

Murong Weichang didn't leave her mouth.

She slipped her hands inside Murong Weichang's clothes, gently caressing his strong chest muscles.

With each touch, Murong Weichang felt an indescribable excitement.

His hands left Cai Yunfei's breasts, sliding down her back to knead her buttocks. At the same time, he hugged
her tightly, so that Cai Yunfei's lower body was pressed tightly against his.

"You...you're so wonderful!"

"I only want to make you happy."

"There's a fire in my heart, it seems to be melting me." "Make

this fire burn brighter."

"You want me to burn?"

"It would be best if you could melt me together." Cai Yunfei had already unbuttoned his shirt.

His chest was broad and strong, seemingly capable of embracing all of life's risks.

Cai Yunfei leaned her cheek against it, gently caressing his firm breasts.

Murong Weichang unbuttoned his lower garment.

The two naked bodies embraced once more.

"Tighter, tighter!" Cai Yunfei murmured dreamily.

"I...I really want to enter your body." Murong Weichang hugged her tightly.

"Then...no, let's play a little longer." Cai Yunfei leaned back, clinging to him.

Murong Weichang leaned over the edge of the bed.

"You've done...ouch..."

"Done what?"

"This...this kind of sex?"

"So this is what sex is?"

"Don't keep grabbing my breasts, try sucking on them..."

"Oh, I can't remember." Murong Weichang quickly stopped sucking on her left breast.

“Hey, so...so beautiful…”

“Mmm, gently…gently.”

“Now you…wow, it’s so numb…your hands…”

“How are your hands?”

“Don’t just sit there!”

“Hehe, look at me!” Murong Weichang sucked on her right breast again, while gently
rubbing .

“Ouch…good…good.”

“You…you…”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Your hands?” Cai Yunfei suddenly grabbed his penis with her hand.

“Gently…”

“Ah, so thick, so long, so…” He had already placed his hand on Cai Yunfei’s clitoris. “

Rubbing…rubbing…” “Put

it on…” “

Quick…quick…ouch…”

“What?”

“Let’s get real.”

“I’m about to come too.”

“Brother Murong, you can’t just think of yourself…”

“Of course, you have to have a heart of tenderness.”

“You have to listen to me when it comes to releasing the flood.” “

If you can’t hold back…”

“Then rinse your head with cold water.” It seems Cai Yunfei is an expert.

Murong Weichang then remembered Cai Yunfei's nickname, "A Moment of Ecstasy".

It's not easy to earn a nickname; it takes countless moments of ecstasy to earn such a reputation.

He vaguely felt that the jade-like body beneath his hands seemed somewhat unclean.

Countless people had touched those breasts.

Countless hands had kneaded that mons pubis.

He really wanted to leave immediately.

But the jade-like body was just too tempting, and his feet seemed to no longer belong to him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Everything I want to see."

"Do you remember the breathing technique I taught you?"

"I remember."

"Good! Climb on top of me, like this, hold me tight." Murong Weichang did as he was told,
though somewhat clumsy, but endearingly so.

"Put...a little lighter...the thick...jade rod into me." Caiyunfei pulled the jade rod close to her
labia.

Unfortunately, Murong Weichang couldn't find the right spot.

Who says matters between men and women don't need to be taught? Who says some things are innate knowledge? Caiyunfei released her grip on the jade rod, and then began to caress

his chest, his armpits, and his back again . 　　Murong Weichang's passion surged again, several warm currents converging towards his groin, his penis hardening, the glans swollen and purplish. 　　He had an uncontrollable desire: to insert his penis into Cai Yunfei's body. 　　Cai Yunfei's lower abdomen rose, perfectly meeting his penis. 　　Suddenly, his penis seemed to come alive, effortlessly, with a "plop," it broke in. 　　"Ugh, so comfortable!" 　　"You've never had this experience before!" 　　"Of course. Do you want me to?" " 　　What do I care if you do or not? Hmm, slowly pull out, slowly insert... just until you reach the peak... Yes, put your legs together, between my legs..." 　　"You seem very experienced." " 　　Is the nickname 'Moment of Ecstasy' easy to obtain?" 　　"Are you proud of this nickname?" 　　"Why wouldn't I be?" 　　"This is not a compliment." " 　　It's not necessarily a bad thing that it's not a compliment. You know how many people curse me while trying their best to please me, hoping to have a moment of pleasure with me. Wow..." 　　"What's wrong?" 　　"Oh my, your penis is so long! Just now when you used force, I... I almost fainted from pleasure." 　　"Shall I use more force?" 　　"You can gradually increase the pace. The faster your penis rubs against the walls of your vagina, the more comfortable it will be." Murong Wei raised his hips, lowered them, lowered them 　　, raised them... His penis moved in and out with the rise and fall of his hips... 　　"Now you need to focus your mind and silently recite the internal energy cultivation method, letting your true energy circulate throughout your body." Murong Weichang didn't speak, but he did as he was told. 　　He immediately felt as if he were bathing in a clear, bright pool of water, the water so warm and comforting! 　　The 　　feeling of comfort and pleasure gradually spread throughout his body, and a warm current rose from his groin, slowly traveling along the meridians to the acupoints throughout his body. 　　Murong Weichang continued to mechanically thrust in and out. 　　Cai Yunfei skillfully and forcefully met his movements. 　　Finally, after the true energy circulated throughout his body, it slowly gathered in his dantian. 　　At the same time, an indescribable pleasure seemed to be slowly concentrating in his groin. 　　"I...I want to release." 　　"Has the technique been completed?" 　　"It has been completed." 　　"Then just enjoy yourself." "These words are more like celestial music, jade-like sounds, and his lust surged. 　　He took a deep breath, and his penis instantly grew three times thicker. After gently and slowly withdrawing, he thrust in . 　　"Wow...so pleasurable..." 　　"Your vagina is so wonderful, it feels like it's all the way in, yet also like it's unfathomably deep..." 　　"The vagina is always bigger than the penis." 　　"I feel like all my bones are melting." 　　"Soul-stirring, bone-melting, muscles and muscles going weak! That extreme pleasure comes from the very marrow of my bones." 　　"Plop..." 　　"Splat..." He thrust in and out like lightning. Then the "plop..." sounds became a continuous series. 　　"Wow! Good...faster!" 　　"Splat..." 　　"I'm going to heaven, colorful clouds are flying in the sky, um...I'm holding on tight..." " 　　I need to tighten my abdomen..." " 　　Tighten your abdomen?" 　　"Just tighten your lower abdomen, and the muscles at the vaginal opening will contract, tightly wrapping around your penis..." 　　"Wonderful, quick...quickly tighten your abdomen..." 　　"The orgasm is coming." 　　"Another orgasm?" " 　　You'll never forget this... Hey, feel it carefully, see if your penis is covered?" 　　"You're so considerate." 　　"Call me 'sister'." He was startled, his lust slightly diminished. 　　At this moment, men are usually most obedient. 　　"Sister Yun!" “ 　　Ah…” she responded softly, suddenly thrusting her hips forward with a powerful jerk, her labia snapping shut. 　　“Ah…” Murong Weichang nearly exploded with pleasure. His legs parted, and his semen finally broke free, shooting out like an arrow. 　　The two embraced tightly. 　　A wave of intoxicating pleasure washed over them. 　　Their souls seemed to leave their bodies, their bodies to soar, experiencing the deepest pleasure of life in that instant. 　　They didn't know how much time had passed. 　　Finally, their souls returned to each other. 　　Murong Weichang then realized that a part of his body was still inside her. 　　Cai Yunfei also realized that her arms were still embracing him, as if trying to envelop him entirely. 　　He buried his head between her breasts again, feeling their softness, warmth, and smoothness. 　　“Can we do it again?” Cai Yunfei asked softly. 　　“Want to try?”

"No, no, I was just asking casually." Caiyunfei grabbed his clothes and helped him put them on, straightening and
fastening them.

Murong Weichang stroked Caiyunfei's wax-like body, his heart filled with sweetness.

How perfect! How wonderful! How alluring! Just now, he had held her in his arms and
entered her body.

The spring night was dewy, and he was afraid Caiyunfei would catch a cold, so he helped her put on her clothes as well.

"It's time to practice." Caiyunfei pulled him to sit on the stone bed.

Murong Weichang sat down as instructed.

"Use the method of circulating qi during intercourse, let the true qi circulate through all the acupoints of your body, continuously for three cycles without interruption."

"Remember!"

"No matter what happens in between, you must ignore it. Thunder roars in the sky, but you don't hear it;
rocks collapse in front of you, but you don't see it!"

"I know."

"Absolutely!" Caiyunfei walked out of the inner cave.

Murong Weichang sat alone on the bed.

Caiyunfei gave him repeated instructions, hoping that Murong Weichang would follow them.

However, anything taken to excess will backfire.

If she had only given a casual instruction, Murong Weichang might have complied. But her excessive seriousness
aroused his concerns.

Cultivating internal energy for three cycles only takes two hours. What could happen in those two short hours?

Practicing internal energy requires concentration and calmness, but he now harbored doubts.

Nevertheless, he sat cross-legged on the stone bed as instructed.

Because the joyful, ethereal feeling within him remained, he entered a state of high alert with just a slight exertion of energy.

One cycle had passed.

Two cycles had passed.

Half of the three cycles had been completed, and the true energy in each meridian would soon gather in the dantian.

Just then, he heard a strange sound.

Chapter Two: Mismatched Couples

"Little slut, what do you have to say today?" a man's voice asked.

"Are you a gentleman?" Cai Yunfei's voice was sweet.

"Aside from my fondness for womanizing, everything I do is upright and honorable."

"So it's the Flower Butterfly." Murong Weichang's heart skipped a beat: "Cai Yunfei is in trouble."

Thinking this, he immediately felt his circulating true energy scattering wildly, and he hurriedly tried to calm himself.

He sensed from Cai Yunfei's words that something was about to happen, but he hadn't expected it to come so coincidentally, just as his three cycles of
qi circulation were about to end.

"Why would a righteous gentleman need a harlot as company?" Cai Yunfei said.

"Because you're known as 'A Moment of Ecstasy'."

"You want ecstasy?"

"I've said I enjoy womanizing."

"In that case, I must go with you!"

"There will be no other choice."

"You won't regret it?"

"I never regret my actions."

"Fine! I agree."

Murong Weichang was still listening, and still thinking: "The Flower Butterfly must have some special abilities, otherwise,
Cai Yunfei wouldn't have submitted to him so easily!"

Things couldn't stop him from thinking.

But upon thinking this, the true energy he should have gathered couldn't return to his dantian.

He knew that being impatient was useless, so he had no choice but to calm his mind again.

Suddenly, a scream came from the front cave.

"How dare you, you lowly servant!" Flower Butterfly shouted angrily, followed by shouts and the sounds of fighting.

Murong Weichang could no longer concentrate. Rather than listening to the battle in the back cave with a troubled mind, he might as well stop
here and go to the outer cave, where he might be able to help Caiyunfei.

There was a door between the back and front caves.

Looking through the crack in the door, he saw Caiyunfei fighting fiercely with a middle-aged man in brocade robes, while at the cave entrance, a
man lay dead on the ground.

Murong Weichang knew the level of Caiyunfei's skill. However, watching her fight with the middle-aged man in brocade robes, Flower
Butterfly ,

he saw that she was not gaining the upper hand at all. Murong Weichang naturally couldn't interfere in a battle between experts. However, how could he turn a blind eye to his friend's troubles? He could

n't ignore it if he didn't care.

Murong Weichang, disregarding whether he could help, quietly pushed aside the wooden plank, twirled his longsword, and
thrust it straight at Hua Hudie.

"No!" Cai Yunfei cried out urgently.

But it was too late. Murong Weichang's sword had already met the attack
. Before he could even react, a series of clanging sounds rang out, and the sword broke into several pieces, falling to the ground. Murong Weichang's heart pounded with fear. He hurriedly turned around without retreating.

But before he could move, a heavy palm strike landed on his chest, sending his massive body flying backward. Behind him
was a protruding, sharp rock. The force of Hua Hudie's full-force blow
made
Murong Weichang's trajectory towards the rock even more powerful. It seemed that Murong Weichang would surely die upon impact, but unexpectedly, Cai Yunfei turned and darted forward. In a flash, she arrived first, grabbing Murong Weichang's shirt.

By a hair's breadth, Murong Weichang had gone from life to death and back again.

Cai Yunfei grabbed Murong Weichang, averting a disaster, but in doing so, she inadvertently
sold the void in her back to Hua Hudie. Seeing an opportunity, Hua Hudie swung her long sleeves, and with a series of sharp cracks, sealed three vital acupoints on
Cai Yunfei's back.

Murong Weichang fell to the ground.

Cai Yunfei lay beside him.

"Oh, you… why did you do this?" she asked, her tone reproachful, but her face filled with joy.

"It's just that my martial arts are too weak," he said regretfully.

"So you must diligently practice your martial arts from now on, but unfortunately…"

"Unfortunately what?"

"If you had circulated your internal energy three times, your inner strength would have increased dramatically by ten years."

"And now?"

"Now your strength has not only not increased, but you've also sown the seeds of disaster."

"What seeds of disaster?"

"Lustful poison."

"What is lustful poison?"

"Every few days, you must have intercourse with a woman, otherwise, you will be consumed by lust, and the consequences will be unbearable."

Murong Weichang's heart trembled. He was a human being, a man full of justice; could he really have intercourse with a woman so easily
?

"Hehe, you shameless maid, I wondered why you refused to go up the mountain, it turns out you were hiding a little lecher here."
Flower Butterfly said with no small amount of sarcasm.

"What lecher in the world can compare to you!"

"Fine, fine! Since you've decided that I, the Great King, am the number one lecher in the world, then I ask you, are you going or
not?"

"What if I go? What if I don't?"

"If you agree to go with me, I guarantee you wealth and honor, and you'll be a force to be reckoned with in the Southern Frontier."

"And if you don't agree?"

"I'll strip you naked in front of this little lecher, have my way with you, and then tear you and him to pieces
."

"But I have a condition."

"What? You have a condition?"

"Otherwise, I'd rather die."

"Speak!"

"I'll go up the mountain with you, but you must let Murong Xiang Gong go."

"No, no! Yun Mei, if we're going to die, we'll die together." Murong Weichang shouted, "I won't allow you to go
up the mountain with this old lecher!"

"What, young man, are you jealous?"

"You lecher, after you die, you'll be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reincarnated."

"Young man, do you know who this lowly maid is?" Hua Hudie turned to Murong Weichang and asked.

"Why should I tell you whether I know or not!"

"She's the epitome of ecstasy in the martial world."

"So what?"

"It seems you're completely bewitched by her."

"That's my business, no need for your concern."

"Since that's the case," Flower Butterfly turned to Rainbow Cloud and said, "I promise you I won't kill him. But he must
come ."

"So you still won't let him go."

"No, I just want him to be an observer when we make love."

Flower Butterfly lived on Tiger Head Peak.

Tiger Head Peak was a flat area, about two square meters, perfect for setting up camp.

The village was named after the peak and was called "Tiger Head Village."

At this moment, Tiger Head Village was brightly lit, and Flower Butterfly's relatives and friends were gathered together, celebrating Flower Butterfly's
experience of the martial world's most beautiful woman's "episode of ecstasy."

Flower Butterfly was overjoyed.

Everyone envied him.

He was also very proud.

People drink more when they're happy.

Flower Butterfly toasted everyone in turn, to the point that he had long since lost count of how much he had drunk.

He felt his legs go weak, his body light, his head spinning, and his body swaying slightly. His vision was particularly blurry; he
couldn't distinguish features. His ears couldn't discern speech.

But he still wanted to drink.

Who in the entire world, in the whole martial arts world, had such a joyous occasion? He wished he could pour all the finest wine in the world into his cup.

Since he loved to drink, naturally someone offered him a toast. The one offering the

toast was a young man.

"Great King Hua, may you achieve success instantly, may your happiness be boundless! Cheers!" The young man tilted his head back, turning his cup
upside down.

Flower Butterfly couldn't hear the exact words, but knew it was a compliment; he couldn't see the person clearly, but knew it was a guest.

Of course, he had to drink, so he also drank a cup.

The young man's cup was upside down, and

so was Flower Butterfly's. But the young man's cup contained only a little wine, while Flower Butterfly's cup was overflowing.

After a few cups, the young man disappeared, while Flower Butterfly collapsed drunk in the main hall.

Cai Yunfei was locked in the bridal chamber.

Murong Weichang was placed in a corner of the room with his pressure points sealed.

Murong Weichang was jealous, wasn't he? So, Flower Butterfly deliberately brought him into the room as well.

Flower Butterfly was a seasoned womanizer, a master of seduction, with a wide variety of novel techniques.

He planned to have sex with Caiyunfei immediately after the banquet ended.

A man's strongest trait is his pride.

He wanted to do what no one should see in front of Murong Weichang.

And the woman being violated was none other than Murong Weichang's darling.

However, he couldn't help but drink a few more cups of wine.

The wine fueled his excitement while numbing his senses.

So when he returned to the bridal chamber, he didn't recognize that the naked woman lying on the bed was no longer
Caiyunfei .

"Murong Weichang...haha, brother, can you...can you see clearly?"

Murong Weichang could, of course, see clearly, but he couldn't answer because his speech acupoints had been sealed.

"What...what is this?" Flower Butterfly grabbed a handful of the woman's breasts, "Wow! Such tender
breasts ."

The woman didn't speak either, because her acupoints had also been sealed.

"Look at this skin...so fine and...so white." He greedily lowered his head, licking the cleavage with his tongue
.

"Smack...smack...so fragrant!"

He stroked the woman's lower abdomen, gently pressing down.

"Quick...quite elastic, you...want to..."

His alcohol had already excited him greatly.

Suddenly, he forcefully spread the woman's legs apart.

"Ouch...wonderful...wonderful!"

His hand repeatedly caressed the mons pubis, sometimes pinching the dark, shiny pubic hair, sometimes letting go.

"Plop..." Flower Butterfly's fingers had already entered the woman's vagina.

Murong Weichang closed his eyes.

He also felt a surge of passion within him.

He longed to touch, to be touched, to enjoy that indescribable pleasure, but he couldn't move.

Flower Butterfly had already torn open his clothes in a few swift movements.

He was well-maintained; even in his forties, his skin was still delicate and radiant. The only
unsightly was his iron-like penis. Thick and large, with prominent veins, the glans was round and
purplish-red , with a dewdrop at the tip.

Murong Weichang felt a wave of confusion.

"You...you see," Hua Hudie said with a slight pull, already dragging the woman to the edge of the bed, "This...this is called
Erlang carrying...carrying the mountain." He placed the woman's legs on his shoulders, cupped her full, round
buttocks and brought them close to his lower abdomen.

"I...I want to...enter her body. Are you happy...are you excited?"

Murong Weichang's eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

The butterfly brought his jade stem close to her labia, his lower body advancing slightly.

"Pfft..."

The woman's body trembled.

"You can't stop doing this...stop." The butterfly thrust in and out, then thrust in again.

"Pfft..."

"Smack..."

"Wow! So comfortable..."

The rhythmic insertion and withdrawal, perfectly timed, full of cadence.

The woman lying on the bed displayed an excitement, an excitement born of unusual stimulation.

A layer of pleasure also rose on the butterfly's face, a pleasure only this could produce.

Suddenly, the butterfly withdrew his jade stem. With a flick of his wrists, the woman was moved to the bed.

The butterfly made the woman crawl on the bed, her plump buttocks raised high.

He himself leaped onto the bed, tightly embracing her white, soft, snow-white buttocks, and thrust his thick, strong
penis into her from behind.

“This…this is called Kuafu chasing…chasing the sun, it goes in so deep, it can reach the flower…the heart of the flower.”

Flower Butterfly once again jerked her lower body, shaking like lightning, and Murong Weichang, lying in the corner of the room, saw the penis
moving in and out of the flesh cave extremely quickly.

Murong Weichang swallowed hard.

He hadn't expected it could be inserted from behind.

“Ugh…it feels so good!” Flower Butterfly bent over, lying on the woman's back, her hands
reaching to grasp her rhythmically trembling breasts, her lower body shaking even more frantically.

“A…a moment of pure bliss…” Flower Butterfly cried out in pleasure.

Suddenly, Flower Butterfly froze.

Murong Weichang had experienced this before; he knew Flower Butterfly was ejaculating, enjoying the intoxicating pleasure of the glans being
stimulated .

“Ah…”

This exclamation wasn't from Flower Butterfly.

Nor was it from Murong Weichang.

Because a hand had already lifted him up, like carrying an object, and silently carried him outside.

A chill ran through him as he found himself thrown onto the bed, his pressure points released one by one.

Before him stood another woman.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"You only need to know I'm a woman," the woman said, tearing her clothes off again.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Why ask?"

Indeed, she had brought him here, released his pressure points, stripped herself naked, and faced him.

It was a temptation,

especially after witnessing that performance.

Temptation is wondrous.

Only a fool would resist.

"Why are you still waiting?"

"Because I'm thinking of another woman."

"She's definitely more beautiful than me. " "

Each has her own merits."

"Why not wear blue one day and purple the next?"

Such a woman without a trace of jealousy.

The man had no reason to hesitate at this moment.

"Hiss..." He ripped open his clothes.

"Oh, you're so good!"

He swallowed her nipple, his other hand already reaching for her genitals.

"Ah... itchy... you're an expert after all." She writhed like a snake.

"Quick...quick...get on...get on."

He immediately jumped onto the bed.

But she made him lie on his back.

"Wow, what a thick cock!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Mmm! My hands can't even hold it all." She laughed with great satisfaction.

He tried to get up.

"Don't move. I...we'll do something wild."

He was taken aback.

She suddenly sat on his lap.

Her hands were small and soft, now grasping his long, thick shaft.

"I'm going to sit."

"What?"

"Swoosh..."

She sat down steadily, and his jade stem accurately entered her little hole.

"You're amazing, you're a real man. Wow...your little hole is full of you!"

"Ah..." He let out a long sigh of pleasure. The desire that had been suppressed in the bridal chamber for so long
was satisfied. Her charming little hole was indeed small. He felt a tight embrace.

The best part was that she was still moving.

Her plump, white buttocks rose and fell, dazzling his eyes and stirring his heart...

He couldn't help but knead her breasts with both hands. Her breasts were soft and elastic.
The wonderful sensation mingled with the pleasure from his penis, truly making him feel like he was in heaven.

But she wasn't done yet, and even slowly turned around, enveloping his penis.

Sometimes they sat facing each other, sometimes they turned their backs, but the thick shaft was still tightly swallowed.

"Hold my shoulders, get up." She sat with her back to him.

He did as she said and turned up.

Successfully, the two didn't separate, but the position had become like Kuafu chasing the sun.

She knelt on the bed, lowered her head, and raised her white buttocks high. He held her tightly, passionately,
and pushed his lower body forward with all his might, letting his penis penetrate deeply into her body.

"Wow..."

"Me too."

"Harder, harder."

He gently pulled out, and then thrust his lower abdomen forward.

"Plop..."

His penis went in all the way to the hilt.

At the same time, she cried out, "Ah!" "Does it hurt?"

"No, it feels good."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes... harder..."

He was overwhelmed by her cries of extreme pleasure. Her ecstatic moans pushed him closer to climax.

"I'm going to be hard now."

"You... go all out..."

"Pfft..."

"Ah... it's hitting my G-spot, faster..." She moaned loudly.

He pulled out, then thrust in again, feeling her labia gripping his penis tightly, sending waves of pleasure through him, making him feel like he was floating on air.

"I...I'm going to cum..."

"No, no, a few more hard ones."

"How are you?"

"I'm about to ascend to heaven."

"Okay! I'll give you a ride."

As he spoke, he indeed moved his lower body dramatically, making his penis plunge all the way in each time.

"It feels so good!"

"I'm going to cum..."

"Cum, cum, me too..."

He suddenly thrust his lower abdomen.

She suddenly gathered her inner energy.

He felt his penis being gripped tightly.

She felt an excruciating pleasure in her groin.

The two of them immediately slowed down, from rapid to relaxed.

After the electric-like pleasure, it seemed as if waves of pleasure were still rising from their bones.

Both of them closed their eyes, savoring the intoxicating comfort.

Finally, she slumped and fell onto the bed.

He involuntarily leaned down.

Looking at the sky, it was already getting light.

They had been enjoying themselves for more than an hour.

Suddenly, a scream came from afar.

It was the sound of the flower butterfly.

When he woke up, he found that the woman in his arms wasn't Caiyunfei, but his seventh concubine.

"You...when did you arrive?"

the seventh concubine asked silently.

He sensed something amiss in her eyes and finally released her pressure points.

"I arrived last night," the seventh concubine said.

"Who sent you?"

the seventh concubine suddenly burst into tears.

"Cry, cry, why are you crying?"

The already furious Flower Butterfly was momentarily at a loss.

A woman's sharpest weapon is tears; any man will retreat at the sight of tears.

"You...you're so cruel!" she gave him a seductive wink.

Flower Butterfly was adept at understanding women's thoughts, but this time he failed to grasp it.

"Cruel? What's cruel?"

"It hurts so much." The seventh concubine pressed her fingers to her private parts.

He was both amused and exasperated.

He was burning with anxiety, and she was still trying to provoke him with her unreasonable advances.

"Tell me quickly, who brought you here?"

"How did you know someone was here?"

"Did you know I'd be here?"

"What, you heartless bastard, fickle and unfaithful, bringing me into this world..."

"Tell me quickly, who brought you here?"

She suddenly stopped.

Because she noticed his expression had suddenly become extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

When a man is truly angry, even a woman is afraid.

But how can a man get angry? Unless yet another woman appears.

“It was a young man… a man.”

“What did he look like?”

“Not good-looking. Even if he were young, I… I wouldn’t have fallen for him.”

“I asked you what he looked like?”

“Not even twenty years old, so tall, so fat, and he spoke like this.

” “It really was him.”

“So you knew who he was?”

“He’s the one who got me drunk.”

“He said you were anxiously thinking of me, missing me, and told me to lie down on this bed and wait for you. But as soon as I
lay down , that guy took off my clothes. I… I resisted desperately. You think, Your Majesty, I’m
yours in life and in death. That guy wanted to take advantage of me, but I’m just a weak woman, I couldn’t help it. I was about to
be defiled by him. Your Majesty, you came… you came. He didn’t get away with it.”

“He rescued Caiyunfei?”

“This… I didn’t know that. If I had known he rescued another one, that person would have said something…”

“You didn’t see it?”

“I swear.”

“Where did he go?”

"Your Majesty, think about it, he told me we're not related. Would he even tell me where he's going? Besides
..."

"I'm going to find him right now, and if I don't tear him to pieces, I'll change my mind."

Everyone makes mistakes, and even Flower Butterfly made one.

He hadn't even inquired about Murong Weichang's whereabouts.

However, Seventh Concubine had thought of something.

When Seventh Concubine was stripped naked and thrown onto the bed, she saw
a .

Just one glance, and she mentally praised him more than ten times!

Flower Butterfly was one of the most handsome men in the mountain stronghold, but compared to the young man in the room, he was like a firefly compared to
the sun, utterly incomparable.

Women are generally not wrong when they look at men, and Seventh Concubine was naturally even more confident.

So she smiled.

But unexpectedly, the young man who led her into the room and stripped her naked pressed several acupoints on her just before leaving.

She was naturally a little surprised, but then she thought that these people were afraid of Flower Butterfly, afraid that she would scream, so sealing her
acupoints was understandable.

"Why would I shout?" she thought to herself. "I still want to last."

The young man left.

The handsome young man in the room stood up.

She had seen countless men, and at times like this, they would pounce on her like wolves on a lamb, knowing nothing of even
the most basic caresses and teasing, only eagerly shoving their little heads into her vagina.

But the young man in the room did not jump up, nor did he utter a single word.

She thought she would never encounter such a scoundrel in her entire life, but today she had. It wasn't

until the drunken Flower Butterfly returned, caressing and teasing her, finally leading her to orgasm, that she
forgot there was a dashing and handsome man beside her.

The Flower Butterfly mistook her for Caiyunfei.

And the Seventh Concubine mistook the Flower Butterfly for the young man in the room.

She could not speak, but her heart could think. She had called out the young man's name tens of thousands of times.

Just as she was making love with her ideal young man, at the crucial moment of ecstasy, she suddenly discovered that the young man
had been kidnapped.

The idol disappeared, and Butterfly, exhausted from her outburst, fell asleep.

But she didn't sleep.

She was thinking about the person who had kidnapped the young man.

Finally, she figured it out.

Butterfly naturally knew who had gotten him drunk and then seized the opportunity to abduct Caiyunfei, whom he had finally acquired.

So he chased after her down Tiger Head Peak.

This matter was naturally known to Seventh Concubine.

Therefore, she had no more scruples and went straight to Fifth Concubine's residence early in the morning.

Fifth Concubine was combing her hair.

"What beautiful hair," Seventh Concubine said, walking straight up behind Fifth Concubine.

"You didn't come here just to compliment my hair this early in the morning, did you?"

"Fifth Sister is right! I thought you were still sleeping."

"So, Seventh Sister woke me up?"

"That's right, I was worried you'd oversleep."

"Then thank you very much."

"You shouldn't be thanking me."

"Hmm?"

"Where is he?"

"Don't you know everything?"

"What do I know?" "

Why do I need to say it?"

"I only ask one thing of Fifth Sister now!"

"Alright, for the sake of our sisterhood, speak!"

"Please turn around."

She turned around and immediately widened her eyes.

Behind her stood a flower butterfly.

"You actually know his name is Murong Weichang?" he asked.

She suddenly laughed.

"Why do I only know his name!" Fifth Concubine said.

"Speak, what else?"

"And he's better than you."

"What's better than me?"

"You call yourself a master of seduction, but you can't bring a woman to orgasm." What

men hate most is being told they're incompetent, especially when it comes from a woman.

"You really did commit a shameless act with him."

"Heh... Your Majesty is wrong."

"Wrong about what?"

"The word 'shameless' shouldn't come from Your Majesty's mouth."

"I originally intended to let you go, but now I've changed my mind."

"To have such a tryst with Murong Weichang, what more could one ask for in life? I only pity Seventh Sister."

"Ah, you wanted to kill me just now, and now you're trying to please me."

"No, if you had come a moment earlier, you could have experienced the ultimate in life, but now it's all too late."

The Flower Butterfly had slept with countless wives and daughters, claiming that all the women in the world were his to choose from, yet he never expected that his own wives and concubines would also be
played with .

He raised his hand.

But she had already fallen before his hand.

The Flower Butterfly was furious.

Caiyun flew away, her whereabouts unknown.

He absolutely could not let Murong Weichang escape so easily.

After Murong Weichang's encounter with Fifth Concubine, his lust greatly diminished, and his dantian even swelled with true qi
.

It was Fifth Concubine who urged him to get up. He knew she was thinking of his safety.

But he didn't know that she was actually afraid the other wives and ladies would also suffer the same fate.

A woman's heart is inherently narrow.

Her long life was ultimately controlled by this "narrowness."

He walked quickly, light as a swallow, leaping several meters in a single bound.

But Butterfly was even faster.

So, as he leaped forward again, he was surprised to find Butterfly, the King of Tiger Head Peak, standing beside him.

"What do you intend to do?" Murong Weichang stopped and asked.

"If you simply tell me the whereabouts of Caiyunfei, I can spare your life." Butterfly stood in his way.

"First, I don't know. Second, even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you."

"No, you will tell."

"You're so confident?"

"Because no one is willing to give up their life to keep a small secret."

"I am willing."

"What if I make you wish you were dead?"

"King Butterfly, how do you know it won't be me who makes you wish you were dead?"

"It seems I have no choice but to grant your wish!"

"Likewise."

Butterfly suddenly lunged forward, her left palm pressing down while her right palm already reached out.

Murong Weichang's heart skipped a beat. He leaned to the left, his longsword already in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, dozens of
sword flowers fell from the sky.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Flower Butterfly uttered a clear whistle, her feet springing forward like the wind, suddenly appearing
behind her opponent.

"Excellent movement!" Murong Weichang couldn't help but exclaim in praise, simultaneously stabbing his sword in an arc
behind him .

Within five moves, neither side was clearly superior; after five moves, Murong Weichang was already at a disadvantage. After ten moves,
Murong Weichang was in grave danger.

Flower Butterfly truly lived up to his name, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, impossible to grasp.

He was known for his lightness skill, and now that he unleashed it, how could an ordinary person be his match? Murong Weichang
felt deeply ashamed. His skill was inferior, and he deserved to be killed, but he shouldn't have been killed by this person!

In a battle between two tigers, the brave one wins!

Murong Weichang's fighting spirit vanished. He heard two sharp "sizzle" sounds

as his sleeves were torn off by his enemy.

What if the enemy had torn off his arm instead of his sleeve? He would be dead! Suddenly,
a flurry . Instinctively, he dodged backward, but the enemy was already behind him. How could he possibly dodge now?

A loud "smack" rang out as a heavy blow struck his left shoulder!

Flower Butterfly intended to kill with a single strike, using all his strength.

Murong Weichang felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and blood gushed out. He wanted to stay upright, but he was powerless to resist.

Flower Butterfly laughed loudly. He could seduce other men's wives and daughters, but he would never tolerate anyone seduce his own. He could
be promiscuous and do as he pleased, but he didn't want anyone else to do the same.

Because he considered himself a strongman! The world belonged to the strong.

Murong Weichang closed his eyes, awaiting death. Flower Butterfly suddenly raised his right palm, but his hand didn't strike firmly.

Because he suddenly discovered that Murong Weichang was accompanied by another person.

The presence of an extra person was strange enough, but this extra person was none other than his most beloved fifth concubine.

Even a fool would understand the connection! He wasn't a fool, but he asked a
question only a fool would ask.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"I won't allow you to kill him!" she replied.

"Why?"

"For no reason."

"Murong Weichang dared to seduce my…my wife, how could I let him live!"

"You've seduced other men's wives too, but they didn't take your life."

"That's because they couldn't beat me."

"What you say makes sense; he seems to deserve your death."

"Absolutely right."

"But before killing him, you must kill me first!" The fifth concubine actually hugged Murong Weichang.

"I was wrong," Murong Weichang suddenly said.

"Wrong about what?" the fifth concubine asked.

"I also thought you were a lewd and ruthless person."

"That's not surprising. People's understanding of each other only deepens after experiencing certain things."

"You shouldn't have died for me."

"Some people stay together forever, yet remain strangers; others, upon first sight, are instantly connected."

"That's true."

"So, I'm indescribably happy to die with you."

How would a man react when a woman speaks sweet words to him? Especially when that woman is his
beloved, and the other man is his enemy? He would speak with swords.

"What a pair of amorous dogs!" Flower Butterfly could no longer tolerate it. He had spent his life picking flowers, only to have
his flowers picked by someone else. What's more, these flowers had neglected him. If he didn't kill these two, Flower Butterfly would truly
change his fate.

He raised his hand, but didn't bring it down. Because he saw Seventh Concubine walking towards him.

Everyone has questions, yet hopes to unravel the mystery.

"You...you're here too?" he asked.

"Because you're here," she said.

"You want to see me about something?"

"You've probably already guessed."

"You want me to kill those two adulterers?"

"Wrong."

He suddenly froze, then burst into wild laughter. Seventh Concubine had broken his heart, but Fifth Concubine had broken it even more! Nothing
hurt him more than his woman betraying him and going to another's arms.

"So you're here to plead for them," he said hatefully.

"Wrong," she replied, her expression unchanged.

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart. He hoped that Seventh Concubine was still the same Seventh Concubine.

"Since you're not asking me to kill them, and you're not pleading for them, then...what is it for you?"

"So you didn't guess."

"Tell me!"

"For Caiyunfei."

The three words "Caiyunfei" were like three thunderclaps, jolting him awake and invigorating him. He chased after her for a long time after descending the mountain, but couldn't even catch a glimpse of
her , yet unexpectedly, he heard the news from Seventh Concubine.

"Oh dear... Caiyunfei? How is she?" he asked impatiently.

"She said she has a deal to do with you."

"What deal?"

"I don't know."

"After I kill those two scoundrels, we'll go find her immediately."

"Although she didn't say what the deal was, she did say she had a message for you."

"Tell me quickly, what is it?"

"It's about bringing Murong Weichang and Fifth Concubine."

He knew about the relationship between Caiyunfei and Murong Weichang. Killing Murong Weichang would definitely upset Caiyunfei
, and at this moment, he didn't want her to be unhappy. As long as he could get that "moment of ecstasy," he wouldn't hesitate to do it

, even if it meant kowtowing to her three times . 　　A woman's power is boundless! Especially for a man who loves her. 　　As for Fifth Concubine, he originally didn't want to kill her. Now that Caiyunfei also had this intention, he was happy to go along with it and do her a favor, so that she wouldn't be jealous when he and Caiyunfei were having an affair later. 　　"Remember! I'll spare your lives today, but you must behave well for me from now on!" said Flower Butterfly. 　　"How about you?" Fifth Concubine smiled charmingly. 　　"Is he really that funny?" Murong Weichang said. 　　"Really? How is he funny?" Fifth Concubine replied. 　　"That sentence should have been said by the two of us, but he interrupted us!" 　　"Some things in this world shouldn't be taken too seriously." 　　"But some things must be taken seriously." 　　"I understand, you want to remember the good I've done for you. Actually, I did it for myself." 　　"I understand, it's hard for you to go to such lengths, but I still want to thank you." 　　"What about me? Haven't I done anything in return?" Seventh Concubine couldn't help but ask. 　　"We didn't mention you because you're the most important. Our lives weren't entirely saved by you!" 　　Flower Butterfly had already disappeared; he went to find Caiyunfei first. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Three: Falling Off a Cliff 　　Caiyunfei did indeed come, and she brought someone with her, a man. 　　Flower Butterfly recognized this man, of course, because this man was the boy who had abducted Caiyunfei. 　　The young man got his master drunk and then ran off with his master's beloved. 　　Having already run off, why did he return now? There was no explanation, but Flower Butterfly understood that this young visitor was actually acting against his will. 　　The young visitor was named Wei Ziyun. Wei Ziyun had once gotten Flower Butterfly drunk, but now he seemed drunk himself. 　　"You've finally returned?" Flower Butterfly said this to Caiyunfei. 　　"Don't you like it?" Caiyunfei asked. 　　"I heard you want to make a deal with me." 　　"That requires mutual agreement, what does Your Majesty think?" 　　"A deal must be made, the question is how?" 　　"Please release Murong Weichang, and I will stay here."

"Good!" Flower Butterfly was overjoyed. Wasn't this exactly what he had been trying to achieve?

"Your martial arts are far superior to ours, aren't they?"

"I have no doubt about it."

"What if you say you'll release him, but secretly capture him again?"

"Don't you trust me?"

"It would be abnormal for me to trust you."

"How can you make me believe you?"

"Unless you, I, and he leave Tiger Head Peak together, and after twenty hours, let him leave alone."

"Shall we go back?"

"Alright, let's do as you say."

Just as the matter was about to be decided, Flower Butterfly objected again.

"What if you ambush helpers along the way?"

"No."

"What if you and he just run away?

" "Your martial arts are far superior to ours."

"How can you make me believe you will really return?"

"You can't trust what I say; you only need to trust yourself."

Men all trust themselves. Flower Butterfly was no exception. Neither Caiyunfei nor Murong Weichang was his match.

So he agreed. So he and she escorted Murong Weichang down the mountain, twenty hours later.

About twenty feet away, there was a large rock, and on the rock sat a young man.

The young man had his eyes closed, but now he suddenly opened them. He was looking at Flower Butterfly.

“Are you the King of Tiger Head Stronghold?” the young man asked.

“That’s right,” Flower Butterfly replied.

"Do you know your crime?"

"What crime have I committed?"

"You dared to defile my wife."

"Who is your wife?"

"The most beautiful woman under heaven."

"What is her name?"

"Is her name something to be revealed so easily?"

"Heh heh, you're so ignorant."

"It really was you. I, Ling Zifeng, have no more doubts."

"What did I do for you? What are you doubting?"

"My wife committed suicide out of shame after being raped by you. Third Master said that rumors are unreliable, but it turns out it was you who did it."

"What evidence do you have?"

"Anyone who dares to contradict Third Master is no good person. Confronting Third Master is the best evidence."

"It seems we have no choice but to fight."

"We can agree if you don't want to fight."

"Tell me."

"Leave Caiyunfei here."

Flower Butterfly understood everything. This man who called himself Third Master was an accomplice that Caiyunfei had invited.

"You really did invite an accomplice." Flower Butterfly said to Caiyunfei.

"Not at all." Caiyunfei smiled.

"Do they really want to make things difficult for me?"

"Coincidentally, he also wants me to serve him. And I only obey the strong, so you two must fight."

"What if we can't decide a winner?"

"I'm sorry, I'll have to leave."

"Whether I can defeat him, I have no idea, but I can keep Murong Weichang."

"You can suddenly keep Murong Weichang, but whether he'll grant your wishes is uncertain."

"Enough talk," Flower Butterfly said, already having a plan. "I'll give Caiyunfei to you, and this man to
me, how about that?"

Caiyunfei hadn't expected Flower Butterfly to pull this stunt and was about to object.

"Alright, it's settled then." The young man suddenly leaped up and grabbed Caiyunfei's wrist.

Almost simultaneously, Flower Butterfly had seized Murong Weichang.

Murong Weichang certainly couldn't be used for his pleasure, but with Murong Weichang in his grasp, Caiyunfei would submit.

The young man shot away.

Murong Weichang was imprisoned in a secret room on Tiger Head Peak.

Murong Weichang hadn't expected to be captured again. He certainly hadn't expected the aphrodisiac within him to flare up again in the middle of the night.

He needed to release it.

Without release, he would only suffer the torment, ultimately damaging his very being.

In the stillness of the deep night, Murong Weichang was restless, for he heard unusual noises coming from the walls.

He turned around and, sure enough, a large rock was slowly shifting away.

Light shone from the cave, and he could hear voices.

"Master Murong, Master Murong."

Without further hesitation, he bent down and entered the cave, following the sound.

The light shone on the ground. On the ground were a pair of small, delicate feet.

They were a woman's feet, her steps light and silent.

When the light faded, he found himself in a lavishly furnished room.

The room was dimly lit by candlelight.

In the center of the room was a bed.

On the bed lay a white object. He approached and discovered it was a naked woman.

The woman was beckoning to him.

He finally recognized her; she was the seventh concubine of the Flower Butterfly.

"You..."

"I've been waiting for you for ages."

"What place is this?"

"A place where clouds and rain gather."

"Flowers..."

"The first thing you should do isn't ask questions." "

This...this isn't a dream, is it?"

"Even if it is a dream, it's a romantic one!" Seventh Concubine suddenly leaped in front of him. Her tender, lotus-root-like arms
suddenly wrapped around his neck.

Soft and fragrant, her breath like orchids, no one could resist such temptation.

Especially for a man whose lust was taking hold.

"Seventh Concubine..."

"No, Seventh Sister..."

His strong arms embraced this smooth and warm body.

Her cherry-red lips pressed against his.

"Smack..."

Four lips, two tongues.

His hands gently caressed her back, slowly sliding down to her full buttocks.

The buttocks were a fleshy place, his hands fully grasping them, releasing, releasing, grasping.

With each grasp, his heart trembled.

"I...I missed you so much," Seventh Concubine said softly.

His answer was to pick her up and put her on the bed.

Murong Weichang gently caressed her warm, smooth body with both hands, kissing 　　her dreamlike face with lingering affection .

The sensation of his hands was alluring, the sensation of his mouth intoxicating; he felt an impulse that made his already surging passion
even more intense.

He stood before the bed, kissing her face, moving downwards.

He kissed her delicate breasts,

suckling at her full, jade-like nipples.

"Smack..."

"Pfft..."

"So tingly..."

His hands finally touched her elastic lower abdomen, pressing against her firm mons pubis.

He gently pinched a handful of pubic hair, slowly rubbing her mons pubis, making her giggle with indescribable pleasure.

She was, in fact, a respectable woman.

Of course, she was beautiful.

She had also wanted to live a good life.

But her dreams were destroyed overnight.

She became the seventh concubine of the playboy.

If the playboy treated her well, she would certainly follow him wherever he went. However, the butterfly still sought more flowers,
and after only a few days of tender intimacy with her, he left her alone in her empty room.

Why could men have three wives and four concubines? Why were men so greedy? Why must she let her youth slip away, alone in her desolate
room ? She was unwilling to accept this; she hoped for a miracle.

And a miracle finally occurred.

From the first moment she saw Murong Weichang in their bridal chamber, she gave him her whole heart.

She loved his dashing

appearance.

She loved his elegance. She loved even more his imposing, strong physique.

When the butterfly wanted to kill him, she disregarded her own life and willingly died in his place.

When the butterfly released him, she was utterly disappointed, almost unable to control herself.

Yet he returned.

Was this fate? Especially since there was a secret passage in the room where Murong Weichang was imprisoned.

The secret passage was set up for escape.

But today, the secret passage became their route for their illicit affair.

Her heart was filled with excitement.

The beautiful thing she had longed for for so many days—no, for so many years—had finally come true.

Although he was touching her, his blood was boiling. The lustful poison that had been lingering in his body was now
aroused, causing his penis to stand erect, pushing his clothes high.

She suddenly sat up and quickly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing another naked body in
the room.

She suddenly laughed, and he laughed too.

They both looked at each other, then at his penis.

It was so thick and large.

The veins on the shaft were prominent, like dragons and snakes carved on a wealthy man's wooden pillar.

Especially the glans, which was reddish-purple, shiny, swollen, round, and large, with a pearly droplet at the tip.

He practically had three legs.

"Oh my, what a cute little brother." Her eyes were full of surprise and delight.

He touched it with his hand, feeling embarrassed.

"You...you can handle it?"

"Look at you, don't underestimate this little hole, it can even fit you." She giggled.

"You can't lose."

"Loss? He's overjoyed, he's a natural wonder."

"Now..."

"No...no, let me admire it first."

She leaned down, gently cupping his penis in her delicate hands, her expression overflowing with tenderness.

She cupped it, then kneaded it, then grasped it, and eventually, she pressed her face against it...

He involuntarily closed his eyes, silently savoring this unforgettable pleasure.

"Wonderful, caressing is even more delightful than intercourse."

"How is it?"

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

"Hold on...just a little longer."

She cupped his penis in one hand, and stroked his lower abdomen and inner thighs repeatedly with the other.

Each touch sent shivers down his spine.

Each shiver fueled his desire.

He could no longer restrain himself and suddenly grabbed her.

She knew the moment had come and hugged him back tightly.

They fell onto the bed, embracing.

"Plop..."

The glans, glistening with her juices, broke in.

“Ugh…”

“How…”

“It’s so full… go in slowly…”

He had already lost control, and his lower abdomen thrust forward.

“Ah!…”

“So… wonderful…”

“Go in… how far in?”

“All the way in…”

“My little hole is so full… so swollen…”

“I feel warm.”

“You… you’re holding me too tight.”

“I wish I could go all the way into your belly.”

“You men, none of you are gentle with women, my little hole…”

“The little hole is deep, it hasn’t reached the end.”

“Then use more force…”

“Okay… it’s hitting the G-spot…”

“Does it feel good?”

“It feels so good it’s killing me…

” “How about I compare… how about you?”

“He has more tricks, you’re the real deal… wow… it feels so good.”

“I want to pull out…”

“No, the little hole can handle it.” She held him tightly with her hands.

“Then…”

“Pull, thrust, pull, release…”

“I understand.”

He then made his lower abdomen rise and fall. His penis rhythmically went in and out of her body.

"Slap slap..."

"Pfft..."

"Smack..."

"Wow! So good..."

"Even my bones are itchy..."

"You...you...take a bite of my nipple..."

His lower body kept rising and falling, and then he sucked on her left breast with his lips again.

Waves of pleasure surged through her lower body, while the tingling in her breasts made her lose control. And then there was
his constant caressing.

"I...I'm going to become an immortal..."

"Ugh!"

"Flying...flying..."

"Faster...faster..."

He exerted all his strength, his jade stem moving in and out rapidly.

The caresses and rapid friction brought the Seventh Concubine to the peak of sexual pleasure.

She writhed like a snake.

Her breathing grew heavier and faster.

She screamed, moaning with pleasure.

"I...I want to come..."

"Come on..."

Her long eyelashes fluttered, her face flushed.

Suddenly, he felt a squeezing and releasing sensation on his penis; he knew she had reached orgasm.

At the same time, he felt two waves of pleasure surge through his legs, quickly converging in his groin.

"I want...I want to cum..."

"Cum..."

"Wow..."

"Ouch..."

Both cried out simultaneously.

But their cries stopped abruptly halfway through.

Because two more people suddenly appeared in the room—the Fifth and Sixth Concubines.

Fifth and Sixth Concubines stood before the bed.

Fifth Concubine's hands suddenly reached for Seventh Concubine,

while Sixth Concubine's hands reached for Murong Weichang.

Seventh Concubine's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, suddenly settled.

Anyone would guess that the sudden appearance of Fifth and Sixth Concubines meant punishment.

Seventh Concubine and Fifth Concubine were constantly locked in a power struggle. Especially recently, over Murong Weichang, they were
sworn enemies Fifth Concubine had caught her in the act, how could she not feel guilty!

Fifth Concubine's outstretched hand touched her skin. But she couldn't move an inch.

Because she was currently soaring through the clouds, experiencing ecstasy, her bones and muscles weak. She

had already disregarded life and death, especially now, even in death she would die a blissful death.

But her senses immediately told her that Fifth Concubine was a friend, not an enemy.

Because Fifth Concubine's hands were so gentle, so soothing, giving her a unique
sensation .

This was a method they often used.

When the butterfly was having intercourse with the other women, she displayed strange and unusual behaviors, with the others assisting while she was with one.

So she immediately understood.

This was the first time Murong Weichang had ever had intercourse with another woman in front of her.

The first time was often embarrassing. He lifted his lower abdomen and withdrew his penis from the Seventh Concubine's body.

He wanted to laugh, but didn't.

Because the Sixth Concubine suddenly leaned down, her hands moving swiftly yet gently to grasp his penis, and before he
could react she took it into her mouth.

His penis was still large.

The glans was still red and shiny.

Only the half-foot-long penis was covered in semen.

The Seventh Concubine remained motionless for a long time, still savoring the experience, still floating…

The Fifth Concubine naturally knew the afterglow of this climax.

"Seventh Sister, was it so pleasurable?" the Fifth Concubine said, tapping her lower abdomen.

"If only it could always be like this," the Seventh Concubine said wistfully.

"Such a long penis is rare indeed."

"Not only is it long, but it also lasts a long time."

"Doesn't it hurt at all?"

"I wish it were even thicker."

"The feeling..." "

Absolutely wonderful, I wouldn't even want to be queen."

"You're right, look at Sixth Sister."

The Sixth Concubine was completely absorbed in the moment. Suddenly, she forcefully shoved the penis into her mouth, pressing
the glans against her throat, then tightly wrapped her lips around the shaft, sucking hard.

The force of the lips was naturally stronger than that of the labia, so the grip on the penis was naturally tighter.

Thus, the waves of pleasure pushed his passion to its peak once again.

The Sixth Concubine was even more oblivious to pleasure than the Seventh Concubine.

The Seventh Concubine loved being caressed, while the Sixth Concubine preferred to caress others.

When the Seventh Concubine grasped his penis, she held it tightly, but that was all.

The Sixth Concubine, however, put it in her mouth. Judging from her appearance, the Sixth Concubine's cherry lips were even smaller than the Seventh Concubine's, yet
she sucked on such a thick jade stem with no effort whatsoever.

Especially while she was sucking him, her slender hands would slip under his buttocks from behind,
gently . Each press sent a surge of heat into his body, further arousing him.

Moreover, she would do many things with those two mounds of flesh.

"Women are wonderful, especially women who know how to play," he thought.

The Fifth Concubine approached .

She was heading towards the Sixth Concubine.

So the Sixth Concubine's clothes were gradually removed.

"Wow! You're so fair!" He felt his eyes were dazzled.

"How does she compare to Seventh Sister?"

"Each has its own strengths, each has its own merits."

The Sixth Concubine's skin wasn't as delicate as the Seventh Concubine's, but it was more elastic and vibrant.

The Seventh Concubine was noticeably petite and delicate, while the Sixth Concubine was slender and tall.

The Seventh Concubine was frail, the Sixth Concubine was voluptuous.

"Fifth Sister…you…" she asked.

"I have already received so much favor, I dare not have any secrets," the Fifth Concubine replied.

“Look at Fifth Sister, we share happiness and hardship together…” Seventh Concubine spoke, her hands already swiftly
undressing Fifth Concubine.

Three jade-like bodies, three gleaming treasures. He longed to embrace all three women at once and enter them simultaneously. To

grab Fifth Concubine’s breasts, slap Sixth Concubine’s plump buttocks, kiss Seventh Concubine’s cherry lips, and
exclaim in admiration with each touch.

The three women were like three balls of fire, making Murong Weichang’s blood boil, almost unable to control himself.

He grabbed all three and jumped onto the bed together.

“Who goes first?” he asked.

“Sixth Sister, of course,” Fifth Concubine said.

“That makes sense, we each have our own way, you haven’t experienced Sixth Sister’s prowess yet,” Seventh Concubine said.

“Alright, I’ll go…” Murong Weichang suddenly stopped, as if listening to a voice, a beautiful
and irresistible voice.

“What’s wrong?” Sixth Concubine asked.

“Don’t worry, the Flower Thief has already left Tiger Head Peak,” Fifth Concubine said.

“A good time like this is precious!” Seventh Concubine urged as well.

But Murong Weichang had no time to cherish this opportunity.

Because he heard Cai Yunfei’s voice.

Cai Yunfei had been captured by Ling Zifeng and taken to a cave.

The cave was Ling Zifeng’s home.

He was now all alone in this home.

Now, there was another person, and a very beautiful woman at that.

Cai Yunfei’s skills were inferior to Ling Zifeng’s, so she had to obey him.

“Ling Zifeng, you shouldn’t repay kindness with enmity,” Cai Yunfei said.

“The Flower Butterfly killed my wife, and now I’ve captured his sweetheart. This is called an eye for an eye, and
we’re even,” Ling Zifeng said.

"You're a coward, a wimp."

"So be it!"

"You should avenge your wife, you should kill Butterfly, but instead you've captured me."

"I do what I want, I do what I want, and I don't like being told what to do."

"Why should I tell you what to do? I'm afraid you'll regret it."

"Regret what?"

"No man can get away with this."

"I'm the exception."

"No, there are no exceptions in front of me, unless you let me go immediately."

"I can leave, but not now."

"What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything."

"People don't cry until they see the coffin." She suddenly laughed.

He was startled; he shouldn't be laughing at this moment.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You must have heard of my nickname."

"A Moment of Ecstasy."

"Do you want a moment of ecstasy?"

No one doesn't want ecstasy, and Ling Zifeng was no exception.

His answer was to pounce on her.

She didn't refuse, but instead came to meet him.

But suddenly he froze.

Because he saw a sharp knife protruding from his chest.

Then he felt a sharp pain.

His hands released her body.

His legs began to weaken.

Then he felt a wave of dizziness.

She released him, letting him fall.

"You...you've brought reinforcements!" he said.

"You should know."

"This place is top secret."

"You probably didn't expect me to leave a mark." "

I gained nothing, but paid a price."

"I warned you, but you wouldn't listen."

"I hate it so much." He sighed deeply.

But suddenly he leaped up, using his last bit of strength to strike Cai Yunfei with his palm.

Cai Yunfei didn't move, still smiling.

His raised hand fell limply.

Because the sharp knife was suddenly pulled from behind.

Then bright red blood spurted out.

This time, Ling Zifeng, who had fallen, didn't get up again, but he finally saw a figure behind him.

The figure was a very ugly old man.

"Minshan Yixiao?"

The old man wiped the blood off the knife on the sole of his shoe, didn't even open his eyelids, and turned to walk out of the cave.
Cai Yunfei then flew out of the cave and arrived at the foot of Tiger Head Peak.

"It really is you," Murong Weichang said.

"You don't like it?" Cai Yunfei smiled.

"Why wouldn't I like it?"

"Because I've already seen it."

"Saw what?"

"You just came from a place of pleasure."

He smiled sheepishly.

She grabbed his hand.

"You shouldn't be with them."

"They're pitiful too." "

But women are even more pitiful when they meet a man like you."

"I had no choice."

"I'm the one who ruined you."

"You? You ruined me?"

"If you hadn't slept with me, you wouldn't have been poisoned by lust, and without the lust poison, you could control yourself."

He admitted she was right, but didn't admit she had ruined him.

"No, it was my lust that got the better of me, I can't blame you."

"If the lust poison isn't removed, your martial arts will be completely ruined."

He knew she was right; for a martial artist, losing all their martial arts was worse than death.

"You must have a way."

"Do you know the lecherous demon of the martial world, Lonely Walker?"

"I've heard of her, a female demon who sucks the lifeblood of men."

"She might be able to cure your lust poison." "I'd rather

be plagued by lust poison.

" "You don't need to hide it from me."

"Hide what from you?"

"You think she's ugly."

He didn't speak, and sometimes silence is tacit agreement.

Men love women, but no man would fall in love with an old, ugly woman.

"Actually, you don't need to think so much. It's not even certain she'll agree."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Then, let's go!"

"Go? Can we even go?" A voice suddenly rang out beside them.

"Butterfly!"

"That's right, Caiyunfei, let's see where you fly to today."

"Hurry up." Caiyunfei pulled Murong Weichang, gathered his energy, and swiftly darted to the left.

"You can't escape." Butterfly chased after him.

Caiyunfei's lightness skill had reached a state of perfection; running was truly like flying on air.

Hua Hudie's lightness skill was also top-notch. Dressed in brocade robes, his sleeves fluttering, he followed behind, truly like
a butterfly flitting through the air.

Cai Yunfei's disadvantage was that he was carrying Murong Weichang, whose lightness skill was quite ordinary.

The two stone mountains receded one after another, with Flower Butterfly keeping a steady distance of about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters).

Whenever Flower Butterfly got close, Caiyunfei would unleash a shower of flying needles, preventing him from getting too close.

However, shaking off his pursuit was indeed difficult.

"Let's take the mountain path," Caiyunfei said, sweat already beading on her forehead.

While the rugged path would slow the pursuer, it also slowed her own pace considerably.

"Yunmei, you...you go by yourself!"

"No, this time if they catch you, they'll skin you alive."

"Why?" "

Although Flower Butterfly loves picking flowers, he absolutely doesn't want his wife and daughters to be taken by others."

Murong Weichang blushed, recalling Flower Butterfly's fifth, sixth, and seventh concubines,
embracing . He alone, in less than five days, had given Flower Butterfly three
green hats; no matter how magnanimous he was, he wouldn't let it go easily.

Especially since Flower Butterfly failed to win over Rainbow Cloud, all her anger would be vented on him.

However, if they kept running, he would eventually catch up with them, and then they would both perish.

"Don't worry, we just need to wait until dark, then we'll find a chance to escape!"

"Sister Yun, I really don't know how to thank you?"

"Don't be so polite at a time like this."

"I only regret that I'm not good enough."

"You have a high level of understanding. As long as you get through this period, you can find a quiet place and make good use of..."

Before the word "use" could be uttered, Rainbow Cloud was already shocked and turned pale.

It turned out that they were already on the edge of a cliff.

"This..." The two looked at each other.

"Hehe, why don't we run away?" Flower Butterfly said triumphantly, "Why should I follow behind at a distance
? Why should I be unhurried? I know the terrain of Tiger Head Peak better than you two."

"Speak, what conditions do you want?" Rainbow Cloud turned around and looked at Flower Butterfly calmly.

"Kill Murong the puppy, then you'll come back to the mountain with me and become my eighth concubine."

"If I agree to go back to the mountain, you must let Murong Weichang go," Caiyunfei said.

"No, you can't go with him. I want to be with you," Murong Weichang said. "

Caiyunfei, do you think I'll fall for that again?"

"To get me, I advise you to agree."

"Precisely because I want you, I can't agree."

"Why?"

"As long as that boy lives, you'll miss him."

"If I hurt him, will I still be with you?"

"A woman's heart may be hard, but I guarantee you'll forget him in just five days."

"You don't understand women." "

I only need to know how to do things." "

It seems we have no choice but to take a gamble."

"You know you're no match for me. "

"Fighting requires not only martial arts but also wit."

"Just because your martial arts are inferior to mine doesn't mean your wit is superior."

"If you don't believe me, why not try!"

Huadie opened her palm, revealing a pair of judge's pens.

The judge's pen is mostly used for acupressure. Caiyunfei, naturally, excels at acupressure.

Caiyunfei took out a ribbon from her sleeve.

The ribbon was exquisitely crafted, its colors vibrant, like a rainbow in the sky.

Murong Weichang had lost his longsword and his jade flute at Tiger Head Peak, so he picked up two large stones
to use as weapons.

"Are you two ready?" Huadie smiled and glanced at the two.

"You thief, this day next year will be your anniversary," Murong Weichang said hatefully.

"Kill you, and Caiyunfei will definitely become my eighth concubine."

"Watch out!" Caiyunfei said, raising her hand; the ribbon flashed out like a snake.

Huadie sneered, her two pens flashing as she aimed at Caiyunfei.

Caiyunfei flicked her wrist, the tip of the ribbon rising and curling back, wrapping around Huadie's wrist.

However, Huadie suddenly turned and attacked Murong Weichang.

Murong Weichang's heart skipped a beat. He mustered his strength and hurled the large stone in his hand at the tip of the pen. Unexpectedly, before Hua Hudie could finish
her move , she suddenly attacked Cai Yunfei with lightning speed. Although Murong Weichang and Cai Yunfei were fighting together, Hua
Hudie would suddenly appear on the left and then on the right. She would strike with a finger in front, only to flash behind them again.
Her movements were unpredictable and ever-changing. After more than ten moves, the two of them were already in grave danger.

But Cai Yunfei could see clearly that Hua Hudie's attacks against her were mostly feints and were very measured in their force. Her
attacks against Murong Weichang, however, were extremely ruthless, each move intended to kill.

Having seen through this secret, Cai Yunfei always attacked and fought relentlessly, regardless of her own life. Whenever Murong Weichang was in danger,
she would resort to her desperate fighting style to turn the tide.

Thus, Flower Butterfly naturally didn't want to harm Caiyunfei, but she couldn't even kill Murong Weichang. She
herself, relying solely on her agile footwork, managed to escape danger several times.

Darkness had fallen.

The fight continued.

Caiyunfei hoped darkness would make it easier to avoid her enemies.

Flower Butterfly was determined to capture Caiyunfei before nightfall. Suddenly, Flower Butterfly's two pens danced, launching a ruthless
attack Caiyunfei. Each move aimed directly at Caiyunfei's vital points. Caiyunfei's heart skipped a beat, and she retreated three steps. Murong Weichang
was shocked and hastily swung a stone to attack from behind, but unexpectedly, Flower Butterfly suddenly leaped back, her pens flashing, each move a
deadly strike, forcing Murong Weichang to retreat three steps.

"Careful..." Caiyunfei saw Murong Weichang near the cliff edge and sprang forward, slashing diagonally.

But it was too late; Murong Weichang missed a step, cried out in alarm, and plummeted towards the cliff.

Caiyunfei reached out frantically to grab it, but not only did she fail, she was also dragged off the cliff by Murong Weichang.

Her screams echoed through the mountains.

Hua Hudie gazed at the surging clouds, stood silently for a long time, finally let out a long sigh, and quietly departed.

After an unknown amount of time, Caiyunfei slowly awoke.

Since she could see the starlight, she was naturally still alive.

Her feet were icy cold. She heard the sound of water.

She sat up, looked closely, and realized she was in the water.

As she scanned her surroundings, she suddenly noticed a figure not far from her.

The figure was Murong Weichang, but he was already unconscious.

She pulled him from the water, helped him sit up, and tried to channel her energy into him. But

when she tried to gather her strength, she realized she was exhausted and powerless.

She let him lean against a large rock, and she sat cross-legged beside him.

There were twinkling stars in the sky, not a cluster, but a single ray.

She could hear the whisper of the mountain wind, even the rustling of flowers and grasses.

How quiet the valley was.

He finally opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a pair of bright eyes with long eyelashes.

He tried to sit up, but he lacked the strength.

He wanted to speak, but she pressed her hand to his mouth.

"Don't move, don't speak, let's use silence instead of words."

So they both looked up at the shimmering nebula.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly let out a soft sigh.

“We’ve survived a great calamity; we’re sure to have good fortune in the future.”

“And this good fortune will be quite substantial.”

“Really? How do you know?”

“Because we’ll soon be able to feast.”

She suddenly jumped up.

When she returned, she was carrying a bundle of firewood.

“Firewood?”

“Yes, and a flint.”

She lit a fire.

“Fire is indeed a wonderful thing.”

“It gives warmth, hope, and encouragement, and most importantly…”

“What?”

“It can cook raw food.”

She picked up a sharp branch and went to the water’s edge. In no time, she had stabbed two
large fish .

“Wow, I get hungry as soon as I see fish.” He laughed.

“I only look for fish because I’m hungry.” She laughed too.

She gutted and cleaned the fish, then put them on the fire to roast.

Before long, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

“I’ve never eaten such good fish.”

“That’s because you’ve never been this hungry.”

“I hope we can have fish every day from now on.”

“It’s hard to say what will happen in the future, but I’m afraid we won’t be able to go without eating it for the next few days.”

“You should thank me for that.”

“No, you should thank me.

” “Me? Why should you thank me?

” “If you hadn’t jumped down from this valley, how could we have eaten such a delicious meal?”

“Oh dear, I just remembered who I should thank.”

“Who?”

“Butterfly.”

“Actually, we can’t thank Butterfly just because we had fish to eat.” As she said this, the noodles warmed up.

“What else should we thank him for?” He was a little puzzled.

“Don’t you think this environment is very quiet?”

He suddenly realized.

“Oh dear, how come I didn’t think of that! We can be alone in this deep valley thanks to Butterfly.”

After eating the fish, it was already dawn.

Caiyunfei sat down cross-legged again and circulated her energy.

Murong Weichang was still exhausted, so he lay down to rest again.

Cai Yunfei possessed profound internal energy; with each use of his inner strength, his power increased.

Murong Weichang, however, didn't get up until nightfall.

"Tonight, we should find another place," Cai Yunfei said.

"Staying on the ground under the open sky, that's quite nice."

"You were severely shaken; this spring chill will harm your health."

"Where can we find shelter?" "

During the day, while wandering around, I discovered a cave."

"You've seen it? Is it inhabited?"

"That cave is so deep, I didn't finish exploring it."

"We only need a place to stay, who cares about the location? The outer cave will be fine as long as it shelters us from the wind and cold."

Cai Yunfei grabbed a tinderbox from the ground, took Murong Weichang's hand, and led him upstream along the water.

After walking for a while, they indeed found a dark cave entrance ahead. The two laid out leaves and other things on the ground in the outer cave,
much better than the previous night on the rocks by the water. Murong Weichang's skill was weak, and the shock was severe, but Caiyunfei
channeled her inner energy into him twice a day. By the third day, he felt his movements return to normal.

However, when Caiyunfei woke up on the morning of the third day, Murong Weichang was nowhere to be seen beside her.

Chapter Four: Returning to Simplicity

She hurriedly put on her clothes and got up.

When she found him, he was standing on a blue stone, like a stone sculpture.

"I knew you would come." He didn't turn around.

"You seem to have something on your mind?" she asked.

"You've already worried so much for me, I don't want to trouble you anymore."

He suddenly grabbed her hands.

"Yunmei..."

She felt a surge of immense joy.

There was no call more affectionate, no call more touching, no call more
exciting.

Her gesture of understanding was to silently lean on his shoulder.

A broad and large man's chest is always a woman's safe haven.

He gently put his arm around her slender waist, silently reciting a phrase in his heart: "A confidante."

Mutual attraction between men and women is not difficult, nor is physical intimacy, but for a woman to understand a man's thoughts and feelings is
the most difficult .

Yet she did it, knowing his innermost thoughts perfectly.

The rising sun cast golden rays from the mountaintop, a dazzling display of seven colors, captivating the soul.

The fragrance of flowers wafted through the air, intoxicating the senses.

Unidentified birds chased and frolicked, seeking pleasure and play.

Springtime was enchanting, especially the valley floor in spring.

He trembled slightly.

"You..."

"I..."

"Your lust has flared up again?"

He simply nodded.

"Springtime is intoxicating. Even if you were free of lust, in such an enchanting place, at such an enchanting time, who
could resist the allure?" She pointed to a tree.

A pair of beautiful little birds perched on a tree, their wings fluttering and chirping merrily.

He had lowered his head without him noticing.

Beneath their faces lay a delicate, ethereal pink face, long eyelashes concealing slightly parted cherry lips.

Without hesitation, he seized her small mouth.

Her lips were warm and moist, her breath intoxicating.

"Pfft..."

"Smack..."

He sucked hard.

She skillfully responded.

Their bodies embraced.

Lips met lips.

Hearts were connected.

He seemed to have gone mad, his arms tightening around her.

"Ugh, I can't breathe."

He loosened his arms slightly.

"No, don't let go, hold me tight."

No matter how strong a woman, at this moment, she was vulnerable.

Submissiveness is a woman's nature.

Submissiveness is what most captivates a man.

His hands had already slipped into her bosom.

Her plump breasts were soft to the touch, her delicate nipples intoxicating, her smooth, warm chest seeming to hold
endless mysteries to be explored.

A woman is forever an extremely beautiful dream.

Her soft, delicate hands gently caressed his strong chest, like a dream, a
spring breeze, or a rainbow.

An exquisite sensation flowed through his skin like a stream, into his heart,
exciting and causing ripples.

She, too, felt an indescribable comfort, like the boundless spring sun shining into the depths of her soul.

"Until the end of time, we will never be apart," he murmured dreamily.

Suddenly, her clothes fell to the ground.

And so, a radiant, luminous female body was presented before him.

Viewing a beauty by candlelight creates a hazy, dreamlike beauty.

Viewing a beauty in an embroidered chamber creates an artificial beauty, an alluring beauty.

And now?

Surrounded by towering mountains, with their sheer cliffs and vibrant flowers, the area was bathed in the golden light of the rising sun, which cast
countless rays upon the mountains, trees, and flowers—everything was harmonious and beautiful.

Her fragrance mingled with the scent of the flowers, truly intoxicating him.

He stared at her, his eyes wide and unblinking.

“Why do people wear clothes?” she asked.

“People also carry masks, all kinds of masks,” he replied.

“Perhaps to protect themselves?”

“More likely, to seduce others.”

“Now we return to nature, far from the human world, so we don’t need to protect ourselves or seduce others.”

“So let’s go naked together.” He removed his foreskin as well.

Two bodies.

Returning to nature.

Her skin was as delicate as water.

His limbs were as strong as iron.

She was fragrant like orchids and musk.

He was youthful and dashing.

Even the birds in the trees stopped singing, as if they were laughing at this perfect couple.

“Ah! You are like a mountain.” Overflowing with affection, she nestled her jade-like face against his chest.

“I dare not breathe too loudly,” he said.

“Why?”

“I’m afraid I’ll melt you. Look at you, like a colorful cloud, a floating colorful cloud.”

“A colorful cloud isn’t for looking at,” she said.

So he embraced her, gently embracing her. His large hands slid down her back, stopping at her
full buttocks.

He gently kneaded, slowly squeezed, grasped, released, released and grasped again… She hugged
his strong waist, her high, jade-like breasts rubbing against his chest, an indescribable pleasure flowing through her
body from her nipples. There

was a pine tree behind them.

So she stood up and leaned against the tree.

She bent down, extending her long, pink tongue, and gently licked his nipple.

"Mmm, it's tingly and itchy too."

"It's connected to my heart."

"So...so comfortable."

"Puff...puff..."

"Mmm...gentle..."

She used her lips to clamp his small nipple, sucking it for a long time, then suddenly released it.

"Heh...too small, can't take much."

"If it were the same size, I'm afraid you wouldn't eat it."

"If it were the same size, you would too."

"Men and women really have endless strange things to do."

Her tongue had left his breast, licking down along the Ren meridian on his chest.

"Wow! Even my bones feel weak."

"Don't be loud."

"No one can hear."

"I'm afraid I'll scare the birds."

"Mmm...ah..."

His penis was shining again.

The shaft was highly engorged with blood, swollen like a tall little birch tree. Only the birch tree had green leaves growing at the top, while
this penis only had a glans.

The glans was shining, a purple light.

As soon as her soft, boneless little hand grasped his penis, he shuddered as if electrocuted.

This was the second time he had been caressed. Because the caressor and the environment were different, the sensations were vastly different.

A powerful pleasure shot into the depths of his soul like an electric current.

If the last time had felt novel and stimulating, this time there was an added sense of satisfaction.

This pleasure was intense, incomparable to the tingling and itching in his nipples.

He felt lightheaded, his legs weak, and his mind hazy.

"Ah..."

"Ugh..."

"Why are you closing your eyes?"

"No...involuntarily."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes, I want it inside..."

"Inside what?"

"Inside the little hole, inside the little cave..."

“I have one here.”

“Then…then I want to go in…”

“Your little hole might not be big enough to fit it…”

“Squeeze it in…I really can’t take it.”

Her answer was to caress her even faster.

“Help me…”

He suddenly hugged her soft, cloud-like body and thrust his lower body in desperately.

"Ouch, it hurts so much..."

"I haven't gone in yet."

"I can't go in.

" "Why?

" "The door isn't open. " "

The door? Where's the door?"

"Is the Divine Cave easy to open?"

"Please, Yunmei, I want to enter, I want to go inside."

"But entering the cave once will..."

"Even more what?"

"The lustful poison will be even deeper."

"I don't care about the lustful poison, I don't care if it's deep or shallow, I just want to enter the Divine Cave."

"Actually, my little hole is also feeling uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Yes, it feels empty and I really wish your big iron rod could come and ram into it for a while."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Then I'll go in and ram into it right away."

"But your body..."

"If I can have two rounds of lovemaking with Yunmei today, Murong Weichang will die without regrets."

"No, I don't want you to die."

"But if you don't let me enter the Divine Cave, I'll die of anxiety."

"Men, are all men like this?"

"Even the old emperor is like this."

"Then, I have no choice but to agree?"

“I hope you agree.”

“Alright, you should have a gentle heart.”

She leaned back slightly, spreading her legs.

He also leaned back slightly, protruding his lower abdomen.

Then, his iron-like penis, with its purplish-red glans, slowly thrust towards her sacred opening.

“Ouch…”

“It doesn’t hurt…it doesn’t hurt…”

He slowly pushed it in.

His grown penis was pushed into her body section by section.

“Wow…so comfortable…”

“Slow…slower…”

“It’s warm, so tight…”

“Oh…my little hole is so full…so full…”

“Should I pull out a little?”

“No, no, is it all the way in?”

She placed her hand on her vagina and found that a section of his penis was still sticking out.

“Go in…”

“I’m afraid it will hurt you…”

“The sacred opening is not an ordinary opening, it can be big or small.”

“Then I’m going in?”

“No, no, wait a moment, let’s do something else.”

“Something else?”

He almost pulled out in surprise; a woman’s thoughts were simply unfathomable.

"At this time?"

"Of course."

"What are we doing?"

"Let's pick that flower together."

He was about to pull his penis out.

"Huh! What are we doing?"

"Weren't we going to pick the flower?"

"Isn't this more interesting?"

He suddenly realized: he was in her, she was in him, they were one, and then they would do something else—
it was truly fascinating.

To avoid separating, they each held onto the other with one arm, and then slowly walked to the rock and slowly picked
the wildflower.

After picking the wildflower, they broke off pine branches, and after breaking off the pine branches, they swept up the fallen leaves—they actually did all of these things.

"How was it?" she asked.

"Very interesting," he said.

"That's not what I'm asking."

"Then what are you asking?"

"Shall we jump off the big rock?"

"Your ideas are always wonderful."

"You agree."

"Of course."

"I'll say one, two, three, and when the word 'three' comes out, we'll jump together?"

She shouted three, and the two jumped down, but because they were so close, they weren't in sync, and his penis slipped out of the sacred
cave .

How interesting, how exciting.

From nature, back to nature, everything returned to its original state.

The two seemed like children again, their union a mere game of make-believe.

He shouted excitedly, rolling on the ground and somersaulting.

She stood gracefully, smiling at him.

They embraced again until his semen entered her body,

until both reached climax.

The lecherous thief, Flower Butterfly, returned to Tiger Head Mountain. Before he could even settle into his chair, he heard that a guest had arrived.

The visitor was a burly man, large and muscular, with broad hips and a thick waist—one glance was enough to never forget him,

for he was one-eyed .

Extraordinary people often possess extraordinary abilities, and Flower Butterfly knew this much; otherwise, he wouldn't have become
the mountain king .

Therefore, he was very polite to the visitor.

"You wish to see me?" Flower Butterfly asked.

"Yes," the burly man replied.

"What brings you

here?" "Follow me."

The burly man's face was as cold as ice, even his words were chilling.

"Who are you? What's your name?" Butterfly had already sensed something was amiss.

The burly man shook his head in response.

"What if I don't go?"

"Death!"

Butterfly's expression hardened, then she suddenly burst into laughter.

"This is my home, you know that?"

The burly man nodded.

"I have three banners of subordinates—Red, Yellow, and Black—they'll make sure you die a horrible death."

The burly man shook his head.

"Since you don't believe me, why not give it a try!"

The burly man nodded.

The Flower Butterfly clapped three times, and suddenly three incense masters appeared at the door, which then closed.

The three incense masters stood around the Flower Butterfly.

The burly man showed no emotion; instead, he sat upright in his wooden chair.

"This friend has come to demolish the temple," the Flower Butterfly said, pointing at the burly man. "Red Flag Incense Master, you may learn
a thing or two from me."

The Red Flag Incense Master then asked the burly man, "What weapons shall we use?"

"Anything."

"I'll use a gourd." The Red Flag Incense Master took a gourd from his waist and said, "Do you know what's hidden in this gourd
?"

The burly man nodded.

"With just a point, you'll have no chance of escape."

The burly man shook his head, seemingly disbelieving.

"Alright, be careful." The Red Flag Incense Master suddenly swung his gourd-holding hand.

Almost simultaneously, a loud "boom" erupted, and flames burst forth.

Almost simultaneously, people saw the burly man sitting in the courtyard. He was still sitting in that wooden chair.

The strange thing wasn't that the burly man had entered the courtyard, but rather that a hole had been broken in the middle of the two wooden doors.

The hole was just large enough for a person sitting in a chair to pass through.

The reason everyone saw the burly man sitting in the courtyard was because they could see him through the hole.

"It seems we must have Master Huangqi take action," said Flower Butterfly.

Huangqi's specialty was smoke, yellow smoke. The most distinctive characteristic of this smoke was that anyone
who smelled , whether human or animal, would surely die.

Of course, to survive, an antidote was needed.

The antidote was in Flower Butterfly's possession, and he never shared it with anyone, not even his closest confidants.

Now, the yellow smoke had filled the courtyard.

The burly man remained seated in his chair.

Those who should have been unharmed were now in trouble. Flower Butterfly's legs suddenly gave way, and he was about to collapse to the ground.

Those who should have been in trouble were unharmed. The burly man hadn't even moved.

"Antidote...the antidote!"

But the antidote he had carried with him that day was gone at the very moment he needed it most.

At the worst possible time to cry, Butterfly cried. He didn't want to die, especially not in such a gruesome way.

At the worst possible time to laugh, someone was laughing.

The one laughing should have been the burly man sitting in the chair.

But it wasn't. It was the Seventh Concubine, the Sixth Concubine, and the Fifth Concubine.

"You…you all…" Butterfly roared in fury.

Half an hour ago, he would have executed them all, but now he felt utterly exhausted.

"We stole your antidote," the Seventh Concubine said.

"Because you killed Murong Weichang," the Fifth Concubine said.

"We wanted to stay by your side," the Sixth Concubine said.

"But you're a sadist."

"So we're leaving."

"We were going to return the antidote to you."

"But he stole it."

The burly man suddenly burst into laughter.

No wonder he laughed.

No wonder he wasn't afraid of dying from the poison.

He had the antidote.

"I know you're not convinced," the burly man said loudly.

“Not bad,” said Flower Butterfly. “If my three concubines hadn’t betrayed me, your scheme would have failed.”

“Alright, here’s the antidote back.” The burly man flicked his wrist, and something shot out like lightning.

Flower Butterfly reached out his hand, but couldn’t grab it. Unexpectedly, the medicine bottle jumped into his hand on its own.

The Yellow Flag Master helped him take the pill.

Flower Butterfly’s first words after escaping danger were, “Why doesn’t the Black Flag Master send all his men here?”

Where the Black Flag Envoy raised his black flag, more than ten young men dressed in black suddenly appeared on the spot, as if they
had crawled out of the ground.

“Hey you, do you know how potent the poison is?” the Black Flag Master shouted.

“I know.”

“Are you ready to admit defeat?”

The burly man shook his head.

“One drop of poison will kill ten bulls. If all my Black Flag brothers were to take effect at once,
thousands upon thousands of sprayed out.”

“I know.”

“On the road to the Yellow Springs, you can’t blame me.” The Black Flag Master waved his hand and said, “Spray water.”

Suddenly, a bag appeared in the hands of the dozen or so men.

The bag suddenly flew into the sky.

Then, a cloud of black poisonous water fell from the sky.

There could never be such a swift method, as if it were only a flash.

But there were those even faster than the Black Flag subordinates.

In that instant, the burly man and his chair had vanished.

But people heard a loud bang.

The sound came from inside the house. The

house was empty.

Flower Butterfly and the three incense masters stood at the doorway.

More than ten Black Flag subordinates also stood at the doorway.

Both the yellow mist and the black water were aimed at the person in the chair, not at the inside of the house.

Yet, a sound came from inside. When people looked inside, they were surprised to find the burly man already
there , still sitting in the wooden chair, only the roof revealing the sky.

The three incense masters stared wide-eyed.

Flower Butterfly, while staring wide-eyed, also opened her mouth wide.

"You…how did you get in?"

"The roof."

Of his seven concubines, the three youngest and most favored had left him.

He had lost all three duels.

The burly man was still staring at him.

The only way now was to go with the big man. Staying

meant certain death, but going offered a chance of survival. Even ants cling to life, let alone humans! Especially someone
like him!

He now stood in an extremely exquisite courtyard.

One glance at the courtyard told him it belonged to a wealthy family. Either merchants or officials.

If they were merchants, they must be rich.

If they were officials, they must be surrounded by beautiful women.

He loved both money and women.

But this would never bring him any satisfaction.

Because he was a prisoner, forced here by the one-eyed giant.

But this place was hardly fit for a prisoner.

There are many things in the world one cannot understand, and if one cannot understand them, why bother trying?

So he obediently stayed put.

Finally, he was led to an extremely luxurious house.

A bamboo curtain hung on the door.

Two figures sat indistinctly behind the curtain.

"Are you the Flower King of Tiger Head Peak?" a female voice came from inside the curtain.

Upon hearing the voice, Flower Butterfly's heart, which had been pounding, settled.

No one in the world would speak to a prisoner in such a tone.

"How dare I? My name is Flower Butterfly."

"Hehe..." A woman giggled, "What's wrong with that name? Why Flower Butterfly?" "

My original name was Hua Hujia, but people in the martial world saw that I dressed flamboyantly and liked to pick flowers and grass,
so they gave me the title 'Butterfly.' If you don't like it, I'll change it immediately."

"It's the young lady who likes flowers and grass, and you, a grown man, how..."

"Yan'er, don't say too much." The first woman said.

"It's true." The young woman muttered to herself.

"So it's true that the rumors in the martial world say you're fond of women and have affairs?"

"This...this is a mutually agreed upon and harmless affair."

"So your affair with my subordinate maid was also consensual?"

"Subordinate? Maid? She...who is she?"

"Cai Yunfei."

The three words were like three thunderclaps; the thing he least wanted to mention had happened.

Cai Yunfei's fall off the cliff was to save Murong Weichang, but the root of the problem still lay with him.

If the woman behind the curtain were to propose revenge for Cai Yunfei, he would face certain death. He

could only deny it.

"My lady, please understand, I have no grudge against Cai Yunfei," said Flower Butterfly.

"I know you have no grudge against Yun'er; you are merely envious of her beauty."

"You are mistaken, my lady."

"Perhaps I have truly erred? Tell me." "

Cai Yunfei is exceptionally beautiful, truly a rare beauty in this world."

"So what?"

"Such a stunningly beautiful girl, everyone adores her, how could I be the only one?"

"Yet you only want to possess her."

"Admiring Miss Cai's unparalleled beauty is not wrong in my eyes, but to desire to possess her is merely
the result of intense love, far removed from any grudge."

"That makes sense, that makes sense."

With each "that makes sense" from the woman behind the curtain, Flower Butterfly felt a pang of shame.

The woman behind the curtain sighed, "Everyone loves beauty, not just you. But your love of beauty
has ruined it."

"The deeper the love, the deeper the hate; this is human nature. But I have no intention of ruining beauty."

The woman behind the curtain retorted angrily, "Yet you drove her off the cliff!" Flower Butterfly paused, realizing she had
reached a crucial point, and asked, "Do you know how Miss Cai fell off the cliff?"

"Tell me."

"It really has nothing to do with me."

"Outrageous!"

"Please calm down, Miss," Flower Butterfly forced herself to remain calm, "Her fall was entirely because of another
man ."

"Who is that other man?"

"Murong Weichang."

"Never heard of him, an unknown nobody."

"That's right, indeed an unknown nobody, and his appearance is hardly outstanding, yet Miss Cai was completely infatuated with him
."

"Then what does that have to do with her falling off the cliff?"

"That brat Murong was about to jump off a cliff to commit suicide when Miss Cai reached out to save him, only to be pulled down by him instead."

"Is that so?"

"It's absolutely true."

Another girl suddenly giggled, "You're so dishonest!"

Flower Butterfly was startled and said, "I wouldn't dare utter a single lie."

"We say even ants cling to life, let alone a grown man. Why would he jump off a cliff to die for no reason?"

"He must have seen the impermanence of life and felt that death was worse than life. Perhaps he
was heartbroken , so he decided to jump to his death."

"Or perhaps you forced him off the cliff."

"My lady is wise; my skills are mediocre. How could I possibly be a match for the two of them combined?"

"Heh...you finally told the truth," the girl said.

“I have always been honest and have never uttered a lie.”

“Since my Yun girl has joined forces with that Murong guy, it’s clear that the two of them are already deeply in love. Yet
you still claim that you were heartbroken because you couldn’t have her and jumped off a cliff to commit suicide. You can’t justify

your statement.” “Everything I’ve said is true.”

“King Hua,” the older lady suddenly said.

"I humbly await your instruction."

"Do you know what I hate most?"

Flower Butterfly thought for a moment, then had no choice but to answer truthfully, "I am ignorant and do not know."

"Do you know what I love most?"

"I truly do not know."

"Do you know what punishment I give to liars?"

"Please enlighten me, Miss."

"Swallow, you tell him."

"Yes, yes, please guide me, Miss Swallow."

"My aunt hates those who tell the truth most, and loves those who lie most.
The punishment , if they are women, is to give them more men; if they are men, they are to give them more women."

Flower Butterfly listened, her heart pounding with excitement, and blurted out, "Is this true?"

"You are indeed ignorant."

"Yes, yes, I am extremely ignorant."

"Have you ever seen a victor deceive his captive?"

"I have never seen one."

"It's a pity you are too honest."

"That's right, I am honest."

"So you are the person my aunt hates most."

"And the punishment for me?"

"Of course, it's beheading!"

The butterfly was overjoyed. However, he suddenly calmed down.

“How do you know I’m not lying?”

“You said it yourself.”

“A person who loves to lie should always be understood from the opposite perspective.”

“So you’re saying everything you just said was a lie?”

“Not only a lie, but a complete and utter lie.”

“Did you kill Cai’er?” “She

died because of me. ”

“And Murong Weichang died because of you?”

“That’s right.”

“You wanted to possess Cai’er but failed?”

“Yes. ”

“Do you still want girls as beautiful as her?”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

“The more the better?”

“The more the better.”

“I believe you’re telling the truth this time.”

Flower Butterfly was taken aback, then immediately remembered that the person behind the curtain hated telling the truth the most, so she immediately changed her tune:
“No, no, everything I said was a lie, not a single word of the truth. Please punish me, young lady.”

“Alas!” The young girl Yan’er sighed, “If the world were full of men like you, I wonder what
the world would be like?”

“I am willing to accept the punishment.”

"In this world, truth and falsehood are intertwined, and who can truly say for sure?" "You are wise,

young lady." "

Besides being good at lying, have you discovered that you, Flower King, have another great talent?"

"Hmm?

" "You're also a flatterer!"

The little girl giggled, "Flattery will get you everywhere, my aunt will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Thank you for your kind words, young lady."

"I was originally going to give you four women."

"Good, good, good." Flower Butterfly was overjoyed.

“But I’ve changed my mind.”

Flower Butterfly’s heart sank again, but she had no choice but to say, “As you command, Miss.”

“Because your words are a mixture of truth and falsehood, half-truth and half-lies, the punishment has been increased accordingly.”

“Hmm?”

“From four women to eight.”

“This…this is punishment?”

“What, you still think it’s too lenient?”

“No, no, I beg for a heavier punishment.”

“I have always been fair and reasonable in my actions; punishments are based on the crime.”

“Yes, Miss, you are intelligent and wise, fair and upright. Even if Bao Zheng were resurrected, he could not be a match for you.”

“What do you have to say now?”

“I will definitely try my best, and next time I will tell more and better lies.”

“I’m afraid there won’t be a next time.”

“No, I will do my best.”

“Someone come here.”

With a voice from inside the curtain, a pretty young girl appeared at the door.

“Take Flower King to the Third Palace.”

The girl bowed, smiled at Flower Butterfly, and turned to leave.

Even though the butterfly knew the person inside the curtain had left, it still bowed deeply with trepidation before turning around and
following the girl out of the courtyard.

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