Chapter 125 of Ten Scenery Satin

That night, the roar of the river at Zhaozhou Bridge was incessant. Under the faint starlight and moonlight, a young man in a long robe stood on the riverbank, continuously striking the water with his palms. The force of his palms was heavy and fierce, like a dragon overturning the sea, stirring up huge waves.

Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan, the two brothers, each had their own thoughts. After escaping danger that day, they and Ren Jianqing split into three groups. Wen Yuan set off to find the three women, Zi Yuan, Hua Xuan, and Xiao Murong. Xiang Yang remembered his promise to Zhao Wanyan and came to Zhaozhou Bridge the next day. He stayed there day and night, strolling around during the day, silently practicing the secrets of the "Universal Divine Power". At night, when no one was around, he would use the "Nine Thunder Palms" to verify the techniques he had practiced during the day. He practiced every day without fail.

The "Universal Divine Power" was infinitely mysterious, a peerless divine skill containing the essence of supreme martial arts. Xiang Yang devoted himself to studying it, but after several days, he had not even mastered half of it. He had practiced martial arts since childhood, always making rapid progress. Now, however, his cultivation of the Universal Divine Power was fraught with obstacles, causing him to become somewhat impatient. During breaks from practice, he thought of Zhao Wanyan's every smile and gesture, his longing intensifying. He desperately wanted to rush back to the capital and bring her back, but then he reconsidered: "Wanyan has already made a promise to me here; she will surely come. If I sneak into the capital while she comes here, we will miss each other. Can I let her wait here in vain?" With this thought, his resolve hardened, and he remained by the bridge.

That night, he encountered another obstacle in his practice. Xiang Yang tried to circulate his inner energy, but couldn't follow the instructions of the divine power. Frustrated, he stopped his internal energy cultivation and stood by the river, unleashing a flurry of thunderous palm strikes to vent his frustration.

He unleashed nearly a hundred palm strikes, his inner energy surging and churning, but this only made him more agitated. Suddenly, he shouted, thrusting out both palms, creating countless ripples on the river's surface, and leaped onto the bridge.

He leaned against the railing, regulating his breathing to calm his inner energy, his heart filled with dejection: "When I fought Long Tengming that day, I even applied the 'Universal Divine Power' technique to my Nine Thunder Palms. How come, after these past few days of frantic training, I've only regressed? How can my skill compare to Long Yuqing's?"

Xiang Yang lowered his head, and a lone figure was reflected in the river, the flowing water blurring and swaying the reflection. Gazing at his reflection, Xiang Yang murmured, "Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang! You can't calm down until you see Wan Yan? A grown man, so dejected, it's laughable."

He mocked himself for a moment, then looked up and suddenly saw two figures approaching quickly from the other end of the bridge. Night had fallen, and Xiang Yang couldn't make out their faces, but their light steps suggested they had martial arts skills. Worried about Zhao Wan Yan and unwilling to meddle, he immediately jumped off the bridge and hid in the archway beneath.

The two men drew closer and soon reached the bridge. One of them said, "We're acting on behalf of the young master today, so we have to be careful. That girl's martial arts aren't great, but she's ruthless." The other said, "Once we get up there, we'll tie her hands and feet tightly, play with her for a while, say a few words, and slowly wear her down. Let's see what she can do." The first man said, "That's not bad. Hehe, now that you mention it, I can't wait to have her..." After a few more words, they crossed the bridge, and their subsequent conversation was indistinct, except for a few faint laughs.

Xiang Yang, hiding under the bridge, overheard their conversation and thought, "These two guys are up to no good; I wonder what kind of evil they're planning." Although he didn't want to cause trouble before seeing Zhao Wanyan, hearing that they were about to commit some heinous act, he couldn't stand idly by. So he leaped onto the riverbank and followed the two men at a distance. From behind, he could see that both men were dressed in yellow linen robes, nothing particularly unusual.

The two men's lightness skills were far inferior to Xiang Yang's, and he secretly followed them without them noticing. They walked several miles north and came to a dilapidated manor by the roadside. Although many walls and ruins remained, it was still evident that the original structure was quite large. A man in yellow pushed open the gate, and the two men went inside one after the other.

Xiang Yang stepped forward and saw that the door was already rotten, so it made no difference whether it was closed or not. He then slipped into the manor and passed through the front courtyard. Suddenly, a voice called out from inside the house, "Hey! Mr. Kang, what are you doing here?"

Judging from the voice, it was one of the two men from before. A man's voice chuckled, "Young Master is injured and can't handle this girl himself, so I've come to take his place. Brother Ma, Brother Xu, aren't you doing the same?" The man replied, "We two brothers came because Young Master sent word. He didn't ask you to come, did he?" Another man laughed, "Brother Xu, everyone knows Brother Kang's womanizing ways, no wonder he came uninvited." The man surnamed Kang laughed, "This young lady is quite formidable, I was just worried I couldn't handle her. It's perfect that you two have come to relieve me."

Suddenly, a soft "snap" was heard, followed by a woman's soft moan, clearly in pain.

Xiang Yang was very suspicious and went around to the side window to peek. What he saw made him furnish the room in disarray, with several oil lamps lit, illuminating four figures. Two men in yellow robes, whom he had followed, were standing there. A disheveled girl lay on the ground, her expression pitiful, her hair disheveled, her waist lifted as one man slowly thrust into her from behind, gently penetrating her with a smug look. It was Kang Chufeng of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect.

Xiang Yang had long known of Kang Chufeng's lecherous nature. During the battle at the Women's Village, Yang Xiaojuan had been drugged by him and nearly forced to lose her virginity. His junior sister, Hua Xuan, had also been seduced by his flute music. Recalling these events, he considered Kang Chufeng an unforgivable lecher. He cursed inwardly, "This scoundrel is committing evil here. Now that I've caught him, how can I not eliminate him!" Just as he was about to rush into the room, he heard the girl's weak voice say, "Kang... Kang Chufeng, you must keep your promise..." Kang Chufeng laughed, "Of course I will. Hmm, tighten up a little more." As he spoke, he increased the force of his thrusts, causing the girl's disheveled clothes to sway, revealing her fair skin. The girl moaned softly, her hips swaying slightly, her buttocks rubbing against Kang Chufeng's thighs in a lewd manner.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang couldn't help but feel suspicious, thinking, "Wait a moment, let's see what's going on first."

The two men, Ma Guangyuan and Xu Jun, were both members of the Imperial Tomb Sect, subordinates of Long Tengming. Seeing the two men standing to the side, Kang Chufeng didn't want to keep the girl all to himself, fearing they might complain to Long Tengming, which would be difficult to handle. So he thrust a few times, pulled out his member, and laughed, "Brother Ma, Brother Xu, you haven't tasted this girl yet, have you? I'll let you have her first; dealing with the young master's instructions is the priority."

Ma Guangyuan asked curiously, "Brother Kang, you're not finished yet? Are you going to stop here?" Kang Chufeng touched the girl's buttocks and laughed, "After you two have enjoyed yourselves, I'll make up for it again." Ma Guangyuan said "Oh," and laughed, "Then we won't be polite." He walked up to the girl and said with a grin, "This little girl is indeed very beautiful. Brother Xu, will you go first or should I?" Xu Jun was already impatient. He wiped his mouth and grinned, "I'll try this woman's taste first." He walked forward, flipped the girl over, made her lie on her back, and was about to pounce on her.

The girl, still panting, suddenly sat up with a thud, brushed aside the hair obscuring her eyes, gasped a few more times, and whispered, "You...you have to...tell me first." Xu Jun chuckled, "I'll tell you after I'm done, why the rush?"

Only after she sat up did Xiang Yang get a clear look at her face. The girl was beautiful, with delicate features and a slender yet strong figure. Though somewhat haggard from Kang Chufeng's abuse, her shameful expression held a hint of defiance, her gaze intense and almost frightening.

Kang Chufeng laughed, "Once these two tell you the cultivation incantation, I'll teach you a few lines of the Mad Dream Cry Technique. Before that, you should serve these two well." The girl trembled, biting her lower lip, her face full of shame and indignation. After a long while, she asked, "How many words are there this time?" Ma Guangyuan said, "Teach each of them about forty words." The girl nodded slightly and whispered, "Only once per person. Do whatever you want."

Xu Jun chuckled a few times, then suddenly pressed the girl down, tearing off the few pieces of clothing she was wearing. The girl didn't resist at all, only closing her eyes. Judging from her expression, she was clearly trying her best to endure. Ma Guangyuan loosened his belt, took out his penis, and chuckled, "Little girl, Brother Xu will insert it into your hole first, but don't let your mouth be idle either, come and give me a blowjob."

The girl opened her eyes and saw a fleshy red object pointing straight at her. A blush spread across her face. She turned slightly, her hand tentatively grasping the penis, her lips parting slightly as she licked the tip. Ma Guangyuan shuddered and lewdly chuckled, "Your tongue skills are quite good, hehe, I wonder how many men you've licked?" The girl hesitated for a moment, then continued licking the penis, whispering in the spare moments, "Besides you, young master... mmm... in total... hiss... ah... there are... eleven..."

Xu Jun lifted her right leg, wrapping it around his waist, completely exposing her vulva. The girl's pubic area was very thick, with drops of white fluid, left by Kang Chufeng, clinging to the dark pubic hair. Xu Jun, oblivious to her discomfort, probed her entrance a few times with his engorged penis, lewdly chuckling, "How many men have fucked your little cunt? You can't even count them all, can you?" With a forceful thrust, his penis mercilessly broke in.

"Ah, ah!" The girl let out a short, painful moan, arching her back and arching her body backward, seemingly unable to bear it. Xu Jun lifted her legs with one hand and grabbed her breasts with the other, kneading them roughly and violently with his hips. The girl's breasts gradually turned from white to red, and her delicate body was covered in sweat. The girl cried out repeatedly, "No... like this... um, ah! It hurts... ahh! Ugh, ugh!" After a while, Ma Guangyuan's penis thrust in, filling her mouth, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

The two men, one in front and one behind, indulged their lust. The girl's eyes were filled with tears, her body moving involuntarily, sometimes swaying back and forth, sometimes stretching and bending, becoming like a plaything. The girl offered no resistance, enduring their abuse while actively manipulating Ma Guangyuan's penis with her hands. Kang Chufeng laughed, "What a lewd child! I'm afraid you don't want to learn the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique's incantation, you just want a man to fuck you like this every day, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's face changed drastically. She glared fiercely at Kang Chufeng, but under the assault of two penises, the anger on her face quickly dissipated, replaced by a look of utter despair and resentment.

Ma and Xu, seeing this, were further aroused, their four hands ravaging the girl's body. The girl made muffled moans, a few tears falling to the ground, but not as many as the nectar produced by the thrusting penises.

Xiang Yang watched the obscene act from outside, unable to fathom the girl's intentions. Growing increasingly agitated, he was about to smash the window open and kill Kang Chufeng in one fell swoop when he

suddenly heard the words "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill." His heart skipped a beat: "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill? How did this woman learn the incantation of our sect's internal energy technique? Within the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, only Long Yuqing and his son should know this skill, but… why would this woman want to learn it?"

His mind was filled with doubt, and he desperately wanted to understand. Without further thought, he pressed his palm against the window sill. Just as he was about to shatter the illusion and rush in to deal with Kang Chufeng and the other two, he suddenly heard a strange, aged voice behind him. The voice whispered, "Don't rush! Young man, this show is getting exciting! After we finish watching, we can go in and take over. Are you afraid this little slut will slip away?"

Xiang Yang was shocked, not expecting a person to appear silently behind him. Turning around, he saw a short, old man standing before him, bald with a white beard, thin and frail, seemingly devoid of flesh. His tattered clothes were filthy, but his eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and his face held a lecherous expression. Seeing Xiang Yang turn away from the window, the old man immediately moved closer, his eyes glued to the window, intently peering inside, licking his lips and swallowing repeatedly, ignoring Xiang Yang.

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