Chapter 155 of Ten Scenery Satin

Little Murong kept urging Hua Xuan to tell her about her dream, but Hua Xuan still refused. After a while, Little Murong, her throat dry from asking so many questions, and exhausted herself, yawned a few times, shook her head, and said, "Fine, I won't tell you then. Sister, let's go to sleep, I... I'm so sleepy." She then pulled Hua Xuan to lie down. Before long, Little Murong had fallen into a deep sleep again.

The next morning, Little Murong woke up groggily, stretched, rubbed her eyes, and saw Hua Xuan sitting blankly beside her. She smiled and said, "Good morning, sister." Hua Xuan's face was full of weariness. She nodded and said softly, "Good... good morning." She nodded as she spoke, almost as if she were falling asleep.

Little Murong found it amusing, slowly leaned closer to her ear, and suddenly shouted, "Wow!"

"Ah, ah!" Hua Xuan was quite surprised, jumping back several feet. She blinked, gasped for breath, and scolded, "Sister Murong, don't scare people so early in the morning!" Little Murong laughed, "I saw you were half asleep, so I wanted to wake you up. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Hua Xuan nodded and said, "I had a nightmare and couldn't fall back asleep."

Little Murong stretched and laughed, "It was just a dream, why were you so scared?" Hua Xuan shrugged helplessly and whispered, "I... I'm really scared. From childhood to adulthood..." "Whatever I dream about, something often happens that's related to the dream." Little Murong laughed, "Oh, like what?"

Hua Xuan thought for a moment and said, "For example... for example... right, when I was ten... uh... or eleven, I dreamed that Senior Brother Wen gave me an embroidered purse." Little Murong said, "Hmm?" Hua Xuan said, "Then a few days later, Senior Brother Xiang came back from town and bought me an embroidered purse." Little Murong laughed, "You got the purse, but the person isn't the same." Hua Xuan said, " "But it's so similar to my dream!" Little Murong changed her clothes and smiled, "Hmm, anything else?"

Hua Xuan tilted her head, thought seriously for a while, and said, "Yes, there was another time. I dreamed... when I was taking a bath, I took off my clothes and found a lot of blood on my skirt. I was so scared that I cried and screamed, and then I woke up." This time, Little Murong turned to look at her and said, "Bleeding? Then... what happened next?" Hua Xuan's face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Then... then... a few days later, I got my period. That was the first time."

"Hmm, hmm, hum, hum!" Little Murong lowered her head, her shoulders trembling. She didn't laugh very loudly, but she still pursed her lips and chuckled. Hua Xuan asked anxiously, "What...what are you laughing at!" Xiao Murong laughed, "Nothing, nothing!" She cleared her throat and laughed, "Little sister, your dreams are all trivial matters." Hua Xuan pouted and said, "Who said that! There was...there was another time..." Xiao Murong laughed, "And what?"

Hua Xuan suddenly became shy, lowered her head, and whispered, "When we were in Hangzhou with Senior Brother Wen, didn't I also have a dream? I...I dreamt that I was with Senior Brother Wen, he...he..."

These words also stirred up Xiao Murong's memories. After thinking about it, she also became shy. "Um, um,"

she stammered, and whispered, "Then, you...you and him...this, that..." She held her right index finger in her left hand and moved it in and out, her face turning red. Hua Xuan smiled shyly and whispered, "But, Sister Murong, you beat me to it." Little Murong laughed, "Oh dear, I'm not as close to him as you are. You were able to...go in...um..." She stopped abruptly, feeling embarrassed, and giggled.

Hua Xuan smiled too, changing her clothes, but a sense of unease lingered in her heart: "Although it was a dream,...there seemed to be something in the dream that I've been worried about. What is it?"

Dreams are usually vividly remembered upon waking, but often many details are forgotten within moments, leaving only a vague outline. Dreams are a mystery, both ancient and modern. Although Hua Xuan was puzzled, she couldn't explain it. Thinking further, the man's face in the dream seemed blurry, as if it wasn't Murong Xiu at all. The more she thought about it, the more she forgot about the dream.

As she changed her clothes, lost in thought, she suddenly heard Murong Xiu shout, "You two girls, come out quickly!"

Little Murong and Hua Xuan exchanged a glance and stepped out of the cabin. They saw Murong Xiu standing at the bow of the ship. Little Murong asked, "Brother, what's wrong?" Murong Xiu pointed east and coldly said, "We've arrived!"

The two women looked eastward and saw an island several miles away. The island was sparsely wooded, mostly with oddly shaped, low rock peaks. Only in the center stood a high peak, near the summit of which was a round, reddish-brown stone that shimmered with a fiery red hue in the sunlight. The name "Red Stone Island" was indeed fitting.

After sailing a little further, they saw several large ships anchored near the island. Murong Xiu chuckled, pointing to the various boats one by one, and said, "Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'm going to go on a killing spree, slaughtering these bastards until they're running for their lives." Little Murong frowned and said, "Oh no! Some people have already arrived; it won't be easy for us to sneak onto the island." Murong Xiu rolled his eyes and said, "So what? No need to sneak onto the island; we'll just go like this."

Little Murong said, "Big brother, you have an invitation and you're a man, so of course you can pass without any trouble. But what about me and Sister Hua?" Murong Xiu glared at him and said, "How should I know? Think of a way yourself."

Little Murong pondered for a while, muttering to himself, "I wonder if Wen Yuan has arrived yet? We're here to rescue people, and we can't reveal our intentions before finding Sister Ziyuan... At night, the island will be full of lecherous men, that would be troublesome..." After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said to Hua Xuan, "Sister, I have a way to get us onto the island safely, but it might require some sacrifices. Are you willing?" Hua Xuan asked, "What method?"

Little Murong's eyes darted around, and she smiled, "It's actually quite easy. We'll pretend to be gifts that Big Brother brought to the island, then we can legitimately attend the Fragrance-Stealing Banquet , right?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Xuan immediately panicked, saying anxiously, "This...this is too dangerous! What if...what if those people really try to harm us?"

Little Murong turned to Murong Xiu and said, "Big Brother, what do you say? If you can't protect us, we can find another way." Murong Xiu snorted and said, "You brat, do you underestimate your big brother? Can't I, the Great Murong, protect two little girls? No need for further explanation, that's how we'll do it!" Little Murong

smiled sweetly and said in a coquettish voice, "Big Brother, this time your own sister has become a gift at the Fragrance-Stealing Banquet, you'd better be extra careful!" "What if we're unlucky and someone really steals it..." Before Little Murong could finish speaking, Murong Xiu cursed, "Pah, pah, pah, nonsense!" Little Murong chuckled, turned around and saw Hua Xuan looking nervous, so she grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "Sister, don't panic. We'll change into some nice clothes and make all those lecherous ghosts, perverts, and flower thieves dumbfounded. They'll even forget they're going to arrest us, and that'll be perfect!" Hua

Xuan blushed deeply, feeling uneasy but helpless, and was dragged into the cabin by Xiao Murong to change her clothes.

The Mid-Autumn Festival, the fifteenth of August, should have been a day for family reunion. However, on Red Stone Island, a debauched and wicked feast was about to begin. As night fell and the moon rose, more and more boats gathered around the island, all guests attending the Fragrance-Snatching Feast.

The attendees were a mixed bag: bandits, notorious thieves, lecherous men from various factions, and countless heretics seeking to indulge their lust.

However, these were only a portion of the feast's attendees; the vast majority who landed on Red Stone Island were not there voluntarily.

These were the pitiful women chosen as gifts. Their fate was to be played with, humiliated, and ravaged at the Fragrance-Snatching Feast, with no chance of resistance.

Along the coast of Redstone Island, disciples of the Eastern Branch of the Cloud Soaring Sect stood guard, verifying guests' invitations before allowing them to enter. Those without invitations who attempted to force their way to the banquet would be signaled by the guards to blow a flute. At the sound of the flute, all the guests would attack, mercilessly surrounding and killing the attacker. This was naturally to prevent righteous figures from interfering with the Fragrance-Snatching Banquet, though there were exceptions; they did not stop women. However, any so-called heroines who came to the Fragrance-Snatching Banquet to right wrongs would only meet a tragic end. The three masters hosting the banquet—Kou Feitian, Bai Chaoran, and Cheng Taihao—would never allow anyone to succeed. If they failed and were captured, their fate would be no different from that of the gifts.

This method was extremely successful. Since the Fragrance-Snatching Banquet began, there had never been a mistake; the number of attendees increased, and the number of girls raped increased year by year, leaving the righteous martial arts world helpless.

The jade plate hung high; the banquet on the island was already in full swing, guests flocked in, and ships continued to approach from the sea.

Among the ships, a seagoing vessel with blue sails broke through the waves and arrived. A young man stood at the bow and called out in a long voice, "The Dragon Palace Sect has prepared gifts to congratulate Sect Leader Cheng on the successful holding of his banquet."

Several members of the Cloud Soaring Sect went ashore to greet them. After the people on the ship came forward, one of them cupped his hands and smiled, "It is an honor to have the Dragon King Ao of the Dragon Palace Sect grace us with his presence!" This man was a young Taoist priest, no more than twenty years old, wearing a crimson Taoist crown and a white Taoist robe, holding a whisk, with a refined and otherworldly demeanor.

Leading the group was a tall old man, his robe embroidered with dragon patterns, who was none other than the "Dragon King of the Four Seas," Ao Sihai. He laughed heartily and said, "Brother He, there's no need to be so polite." The young Taoist priest was a skilled fighter in the Cloud Soaring Sect, known as "Red-crowned Crane"

He Silai. Although not as famous as the Nine-Headed Bird or the Western Peacock, he was quite well-known in the martial arts world, especially for his unique lightness skill, which was no less than the former.

Having suffered several defeats, Long Yuqing no longer retained the Dragon Palace faction's assistance. When the day of the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet arrived, Ao Sihai led his disciples to the feast. However, four of the Nine Dragon Princes had already perished; the two princes, Yazi and Suanni, disliked women and returned directly to the "Dragon Palace," not accompanying him. This time, only the Third Dragon Prince actually came with him, a far cry from his former power. He Silai remained calm and smiled, saying, "Dragon King Ao, this way please." He led the way, guiding the Dragon Palace faction to the banquet. Behind the Third Dragon Prince were more than ten young girls, elegantly dressed, but most were weeping and wailing, their expressions pitiful. They were obviously intended as congratulatory gifts and knew they couldn't escape their fate.

He Silai led the way, occasionally glancing back. Seeing that most of the women were exceptionally beautiful, he couldn't help but laugh, "Dragon King Ao, you are truly remarkable! You always manage to find so many beauties at every banquet. I admire you immensely." Ao Sihai laughed, "In my Dragon Palace, I have dozens of girls who are no less beautiful than these."

He Silai smiled, "Dragon King Ao is renowned throughout the land, so your taste is naturally extraordinary."

Suddenly, he noticed a particularly gorgeous young woman among the Dragon Palace women. She wore a light red dress, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, and she applied a thin layer of makeup. Her fair skin had a rosy glow, and her appearance was extremely captivating. Although she was frowning, it only made her more alluring.

He Silai, momentarily stunned, composed himself and asked, "Dragon King Ao, who is that beauty in red? Such beauty is truly top-tier!"

Ao Sihai laughed heartily and replied, "That's a fine gift I intend to present to Sect Leader Cheng, my daughter, Shanhu."

He Silai exclaimed, "Oh! So it's Princess Shanhu! Her reputation is well-deserved; she is indeed a peerless beauty!"

He already knew that the Dragon Palace was rife with lust, and Ao Sihai himself was a lecherous old man. He had many disciples; the skilled male disciples were chosen as "Nine Dragon Princes," while the beautiful female disciples became "Princess." These "Princess" were naturally not his daughters, but rather concubines for the Dragon King's lustful pleasure. There were only nine "Princes" in the Dragon Palace, but more than twenty "Princess" in total. Ao Sihai was old and sometimes lacked energy, leaving the princesses lonely in their chambers. They would then engage in extramarital affairs with any of the Nine Dragon Princes who were interested, spending their nights in passion, which Ao Sihai didn't seem to care much about.

Princess Coral was the most beautiful princess in the Dragon Palace. Although young, she had already enjoyed the company of many men in the palace. Even so, she knew that at the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet, women were treated like pigs and dogs, and the treatment she would receive was unimaginable. She was filled with dread, fearing she would be tortured to death.

Soon after, He Silai led the group to a valley on the island. The valley was filled with hundreds of tables of food, a bustling scene with hundreds of guests, plus numerous female slaves, making it a sea of people. Amidst the laughter of the guests, many vulgar words were uttered, and the occasional cries of women could be heard. The master had not yet appeared, but some men could no longer restrain themselves and began to have sex with the female slaves they had brought.

"Ugh, ah, ugh... ah, no... ah ah!" A beautiful woman in her twenties or thirties lay on the ground, crying out in anguish. Her clothes were torn to shreds, her belt still fastened, and a middle-aged man grabbed her plump buttocks, yelling and thrusting into her relentlessly.

A dozen or so men nearby burst into laughter, shouting, "Chief Wei, you're too impatient! If you don't save some energy, you won't get any good stuff when the incense-grabbing starts!" "Does he even need to grab her? This woman is fair and delicate, a top-tier beauty. Just having sex with her is enough!" "Hey, isn't that the second wife of the Mei family in Suzhou? I was originally planning to snatch her as a big gift, but Chief Wei beat me to it!" "Brother Zhou, you don't need to be envious. Wouldn't it be better to snatch her during the incense-grabbing and keep her for yourself?"

Another man chuckled slyly, "Second Madam Mei is certainly a beauty, but unfortunately, after being fucked by Chief Wei's big guy, her orifices are inevitably a bit wide open. If we keep going, it won't be enough." But her daughter was only fourteen, still a virgin, fresh and tender—wouldn't that be even more exciting?

Mei Erniang gasped loudly, already ravaged to the point of near death, about to faint. Hearing this, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and cried out in alarm, "No! You...you've captured my daughter? No...don't hurt her! Yu Rui, she...where is she? Ah, ahhh!"

The man chuckled sinisterly, patting a cloth bag beside him. The bag twisted for a moment, then stopped moving.

Mei Erniang was terrified, groaning and crying out, "No...no! Master Sima, you...you release...my daughter...ahhh...please, I can...let you...ah!" With two sharp slaps, the man surnamed Wei slapped her twice, cursing, "You filthy whore, what are you doing?" Mei Erniang, after being struck twice hard, immediately fainted, whimpering softly, her body still being violated by the man surnamed Wei, swaying incessantly. The onlookers then burst into grotesque laughter.

Ao Sihai led his disciples to their seats and laughed, "The Fragrance-Seizing Banquet is as lively as ever, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from afar, laughing, "Of course! Brother Ao, it's been a long time!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black shadow sweeping in with unparalleled speed. A man cloaked in black, his movements were like giant wings spreading, like surging dark clouds, a powerful gust of wind covering several feet, rushing forward like a thunderbolt, his power astonishing. When

he reached a few feet in front of Ao Sihai, his figure suddenly contracted, stopping with extreme agility, turning and twisting freely, as if handling heavy objects with ease. This skillful lightness immediately amazed everyone present, and they were filled with admiration, bursting into cheers.

The man laughed loudly, pulled up his cloak, and stood still. At first glance, he appeared to be about forty years old, with a slight beard, thick eyebrows, and eyes like bright stars, exuding a majestic aura. He was none other than Cheng Taihao, the leader of the Eastern Sect of the Cloud Soaring Sect, known as the "Ten Thousand Mile Flying Roc."

Just then, eight dark figures darted in, positioned themselves in eight directions around the man, and bowed to the surrounding guests in unison. Their agility was extraordinary, and their synchronized, swift movements were incredibly imposing, drawing cheers and applause from the onlookers.

Ao Sihai laughed, "Sect Leader Cheng, what superb lightness skill!" Cheng Taihao laughed heartily, "You flatter me!" He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "I've kept you all waiting! Once Master Kou of the Four Non-Humans and Sect Leader Bai of the Dianling Sect arrive, the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet will begin immediately. Please enjoy some food and wine; there's no need to be shy!" The guests cheered loudly again.

Ao Sihai beckoned to Princess Coral and said with a smile, "Coral, come quickly and greet Sect Leader Cheng!"

Princess Coral responded and gracefully walked over, bowing deeply to Cheng Taihao and softly saying, "This humble woman greets Sect Leader Cheng."

Cheng Taihao nodded and smiled, saying, "Stand up!" Princess Coral rose as instructed, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at him. Cheng Taihao tilted his head and scrutinized her for a while, seeing her delicate features and shy silence, he clicked his tongue in admiration, "Good girl! Brother Ao, where did you find such a beauty?" Ao Sihai laughed, "This girl has been trained in my Dragon Palace for two years, and she has quite a bit of beauty. She has long admired Sect Leader Cheng's prestige, and today I am granting her wish, to present her to you as a congratulatory gift!"

Many people turned to look at Princess Coral, their faces filled with lust. Although everyone could take a woman at the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet, no one dared to take a congratulatory gift for the three hosts, otherwise, wouldn't that offend the entire banquet? Therefore, seeing Princess Coral's beauty, they could only admire it but not possess it, and couldn't help but sigh in regret.

Cheng Taihao exclaimed with delight, "Brother Ao, your hospitality is truly beyond words!" Looking at Princess Coral, he couldn't help but beam with joy, laughing, "Coral, Coral, hmm, what a beauty! At this Fragrance-Seizing Banquet, you seem to be the most beautiful, hehe, haha!"

Suddenly, a cold, arrogant voice said, "Not necessarily!"

Everyone was startled and began to shout and curse, wondering who was so bold as to dare to contradict Cheng Taihao.

Amidst the chaos, with a whoosh, something flew towards Cheng Taihao, incredibly fast and fierce, like a flying arrow.

Cheng Taihao caught it casually, feeling a slight tremor in his arm, thinking, "This person's strength is not weak." Looking at the object, he saw it was an invitation to the Fragrance-Seizing Banquet, addressed to "Great Murong." Cheng Taihao was surprised and called out loudly, "Is it Brother Murong who has graced us with his presence?"

A long laugh rang out, and three figures entered the valley. The man at the front, arrogant and seemingly only in his early twenties, possessed a sharp and intimidating aura. His cold laugh seemed to mock all the villains present. He waved his sleeve and said, "Cheng Taihao, this is my first time attending the Incense Banquet. I haven't given face to Bai Chaoran or Kou Feitian, but I've given you such great respect. How will you thank me?"

Cheng Taihao, unperturbed by his arrogant words, smiled faintly and said, "Brother Murong, I should gladly accept three cups of fine wine in thanks. And these two behind me…" He paused, unable to finish his sentence. Those who were about to berate Murong Xiu for his rudeness also froze.

The two women were both around ten years old. One wore a moon-white silk dress, a light veil draped over her shoulders, and a silver embroidered belt. This accentuated her shapely figure, her curves exquisite, and a charming smile graced her rosy cheeks—she was breathtakingly beautiful. The other girl, also dressed in white robes, wore simpler accessories than the first. Her expression was more youthful, pure, and adorable, almost ethereal. She lowered her head shyly, her cherry-red lips seemingly devoid of a smile due to embarrassment, which only accentuated her innocence and purity.

The arrival of these two girls instantly captivated everyone, drawing unblinking glances. One girl playfully tossed her long hair, causing a stir among the crowd. The other girl lowered her head even further, blushing uncontrollably, and whispered a complaint: "Sister Murong, it's all...it's all your mischievous idea!" Little Murong blinked and smiled, indicating she wasn't afraid.

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