[Wuxia] The Great Tang Dynasty's Hunt for Beauties (Complete) - 5

Chapter 28 Kou Zhong,

aroused, gently embraced Yan Ruyu's slender waist and thrust his large member inside. Yan Ruyu immediately bit her lip and frowned, letting out a long moan: "...Ah...it hurts so much...oh...oh..."

Knowing Yan Ruyu's hymen was broken, Kou Zhong quickly thrust several times at the broken spot, shortening the pain. After a moment, Yan Ruyu felt no pain, but suddenly felt a wetness beneath her buttocks. She gently moved her body and saw specks of red fragrance on the bed. Kou Zhong leaned down to smell it and said, "So fragrant."

Yan Ruyu, overcome with shyness, gradually and gently responded. Kou Zhong, sensing her desire, began to move more forcefully. His large member moved in and out of her jade-like opening, feeling incredibly comfortable. Kou Zhong gently thrust in and out, and Yan Ruyu could not withstand it. She broke out in a cold sweat and cried out softly, "...Oh...Young Master...I want...ah...I can't take it anymore."

“…Yu’er…this is only the beginning…I will make you…hahaha…my little beauty…you are so beautiful.”

Kou Zhong looked at Yan Ruyu and loved her more and more. For a moment, he wanted to devour her. Gradually, his eyes lit up. He couldn’t help but think of the techniques and erotic paintings he had taught her during the day. He asked, “Yu’er, would you like to try what I have learned these past few days?”

Yan Ruyu was no longer in pain and was getting into the swing of things. How could she not want to? She quickly said in a coquettish voice, “…Young master…I have been grateful for your teachings and have decided to repay you with my heart and body for life…From tonight onwards, my body belongs to you…you may do whatever you want.”

After saying this, she nestled shyly into Kou Zhong’s arms. Kou Zhong was overjoyed and hugged Yan Ruyu tightly, putting his techniques into practice.

The two then stood up on the floor, facing each other. Kou Zhong sucked on her cherry lips and thrust into her flower valley. He pulled her up with his left hand and kneaded her large breasts with his right. Ru Yu and Kou Zhong were deeply in love and embraced each other. Their love was genuine and not something that had happened overnight.

Kou Zhong suddenly exerted force, causing Yan Ruyu's legs to tremble and she almost couldn't stand. She hurriedly tried to pull her buttocks back, but Kou Zhong held her tightly, preventing her from moving. At this moment, Kou Zhong thrust a few more times, and Yan Ruyu couldn't help but cry out: "...Ah...Ah...Young Master Kou, you...you're so cruel...Oh...Oh...it's almost...oh...it's going to kill me...Ah...Good Young Master, be gentle...Oh...Oh...I can't take it."

Kou Zhong, of course, knew how to cherish a beautiful woman, and how could he bear to cruelly destroy her? So he made his penis thrust gently and slowly so that Yan Ruyu would not feel any pain. Yan Ruyu knew Kou Zhong's intentions. She had a secret technique in mind and would not be driven by lust. However, she was, after all, a virgin, and it was inevitable that she would not be able to adapt to this for the first time. She did not blame Young Master Fang. She had cried out because she was in so much pain.

Kou Zhong knew he had been a bit too hasty, so he gently stroked Ru Yu's buttocks to soothe her. Then, his hands slowly moved up from her waist to her breasts, kneading and caressing them gently. What a pair of incomparable breasts! Although Yan Ru Yu was a young girl, inexperienced and still quite young, she possessed a naturally beautiful figure: large breasts, full hips, a slender waist, and shapely legs.

Kou Zhong reached out and gently cupped one breast in his hands, rubbing them together to reach the peak. He then pinched the small nipple, which had turned from pink to cherry-like, with two fingers. Yan Ru Yu was unbearably itchy from these magical hands and couldn't help but lean back and let out a long sigh.

Kou Zhong, not one to let it go easily, simply grasped both jade rabbits in his palms and pushed them upwards. The two jade rabbits on Ru Yu's chest pressed together, the two bright red nipples contrasting beautifully against her snow-white breasts. Combined with her jade-like body, she resembled a red plum blossom in the snow. Kou Zhong couldn't resist lowering his head and opening his mouth to take one of her breasts in, licking those alluring little things with his tongue.

Yan Ru Yu had already begun to moan incoherently, "...ah...oh..."

With Kou Zhong's large penis still inside her, Ru Yu's body went limp from Kou Zhong's ministrations, and she finally collapsed into his arms.

Kou Zhong simply picked Ru Yu up and carried her back to the bed. Seeing that Yan Ru Yu seemed to have lost all pain, Kou Zhong thought: Why don't I use the "penetrating the mountain's depths" technique described in the book? One use and I'll surely make Yan Ru Yu suffer terribly.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu's eyes were filled with seductive allure, her body weak and feeble, exuding an irresistible charm. She murmured, "...Young Master...how...oh...this servant...want...want..."

Kou Zhong, knowing she was impatient, deliberately teased, "...My little darling, what are you thinking about?"

"...Hmm...Young Master...you're so naughty...so naughty...ah...this servant...can't...come..."

"...Haha...hahaha...Ruyu, do you remember the 'Exploring the Hidden Mountain' move?"

Yan Ruyu blushed upon hearing this, "...this servant...will obey..."

She slowly turned and lay face down on the couch, her plump buttocks raised high.

Seeing this, Kou Zhong could no longer restrain himself. His penis was already swollen and purple. He grabbed Yan Ruyu's slender waist with both hands and thrust his hips forward, his penis passing between Ruyu's legs. He heard Yan Ruyu

cry out, "...ouch..." and Kou Zhong's penis "plop" entered Yan Ruyu's body from behind once again.

Yan Ruyu immediately felt a fullness inside her, and she could feel Kou Zhong's lower abdomen constantly pounding against her, making a pleasant "...slap...slap...slap..."

sound. She was gradually entering a state of ecstasy and couldn't help but moan ecstatically, "...uh...ah..."

Because Kou Zhong thrust forward with all his might with each stroke, Yan Ruyu was pushed forward with each thrust, gradually revealing a wanton posture that was absolutely mesmerizing. Anyone who saw it would probably be instantly aroused.

Kou Zhong thrust harder and harder, but because this move was from behind, even if he entered close to her buttocks, he couldn't reach the deepest point. He could only make Yan Ruyu's body increasingly itchy. Yan Ruyu couldn't help but moan softly, "...ah...oh...it's so itchy?"

Kou Zhong held Yan Ruyu unhurriedly and continued thrusting, admiring this beautiful woman on the bed from behind. Her slender waist swayed, and her plump buttocks were pressed tightly against his. The two snow-white, plump buttocks in front of Kou Zhong were being thrown back more and more powerfully.

Seeing this, Kou Zhong thought to himself: This woman has such talent in the arts of the bedroom. In this scene, she is like a wanton woman, not a virgin. What a fiery body, what a pair of large breasts and beautiful buttocks, what a wonderful thing! I, Kou Zhong, am truly blessed. The spring night is too short, why not enjoy it while we can? So he thought of another plan. Kou Zhong bent down, grabbed Yan Ruyu's right hand and pulled it back, thrusting his hips hard. Yan Ruyu's flower valley became more and more itchy, and her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, but she still kept throwing her plump buttocks back wildly, clinging to him desperately.

Kou Zhong thrust wildly, finally grabbing Yan Ruyu's other hand and pulling her up, leaving her upper body unsupported. Her breasts appeared even larger, swaying back and forth in front of her. Yan Ruyu was now beyond control, moaning softly, "...Oh...oh...oh...Young Master...faster...my inside...ah...it's so itchy...Young Master, oh no...Brother Zhong...my good Brother Zhong."

Hearing these moans, Kou Zhong was ecstatic, thinking: This woman is truly a rare gem in bed. So aroused on our first time, just like her ancestral nature. This encounter will surely make her remember me forever. He released her with both hands, and Yan Ruyu was suddenly thrown onto the bed. "...Oh..."

Kou Zhong knelt behind her, reaching inside and pulling her up so she lay on her side, her full buttocks a breathtaking sight.

“…Bad Brother Yu…what are you trying to do?…You…you’re so bad…you…you almost…killed me just now…I almost couldn’t take it…Brother Yu…how could you…I felt so good just now…” She

was too embarrassed to continue. Kou Zhong was also about to lose control, but he couldn’t bear to tease her anymore. He only wanted to enjoy this fiery world and completely conquer this bed goddess.

“…Ru’er…this time I’m really going to…do you…I’m going to let you see how I…conquer you.”

After saying that, he grabbed Yan Ruyu’s ankles with both hands and gently lifted them up, stroking them upwards until he stopped at the inside of Yan Ruyu’s body.

Yan Ruyu felt a void within her, as if desperately needing something to fill it. Kou Zhong's demonic hand remained inside her, refusing to touch her there. She tried to close her legs, but one leg was grabbed and lifted high by Chao Yu, who straddled her other leg, pressing it down. She was also on her side, unable to muster any strength in her waist; it was excruciating.

Suddenly, she realized her breasts felt like they were about to burst. Involuntarily, she reached out and grasped them, finding them incredibly elastic. The harder she squeezed, the more pleasurable it felt. Suddenly, she felt two hairy things rubbing against her inside. Peeking through her seductive eyes, she saw Kou Zhong's hand holding that thing, probing downwards, his hand revealing two dark, jade-like nipples dangling against her inside, making her feel an unbearable itch, as if a thousand insects were crawling all over her.

Kou Zhong rubbed her inner thighs back and forth, feeling the soft and tender flesh. Watching Yan Ruyu's alluring appearance, playing with her large breasts, her lower abdomen overflowing with nectar, it was truly a scene of "beautiful charm that drives men mad, handsome men's desires already burning brightly. Her jade cave is spacious and shimmering, her large worm swollen, busy exploring the hidden depths."

What a pair of wanton lovers, putting on this erotic live sex show.

Chapter 29: Hero Saves the Beauty .

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Beware of the many traps and formations within Sword Valley; those who enter without a guide from a member of Sword Valley will meet a gruesome end! Kou Zhong

finally obtained the map of Sword Valley's traps and formations, but before he had gone far, he saw a person and a beast confronting each other. The person was a woman, or more precisely, a noble and beautiful woman. She wore a high-coiffed bun, a magnificent colorful dress, and possessed a dignified demeanor. Her face was like a flower, her eyebrows like paintings, and her round, snow-white earlobes adorned with two bright and precious earrings, exuding elegance and nobility. Her cherry-like lips were naturally red, alluring and tempting, making one want to take a bite.

The beast was a large tiger that Kou Zhong had never seen before. The tiger was the size of an ox, covered in golden fur, with eyes like copper bells, and extremely ferocious. Kou Zhong did not know that this tiger was called the 'Golden-Haired Tiger,' an ancient beast from the primordial era.

The golden-haired tiger roared like thunder, echoing throughout the heavens and earth, shaking the small valley and sending rocks and trees swaying. Its power was no less than that of a massive landslide or tsunami. The tiger's large, bell-like eyes were fixed on a fully formed, fragrant lingzhi mushroom in the hands of the beautiful woman in palace attire, its greed evident. Suddenly, the tiger roared again, its mountain-like body lunging at the woman with the force of a thunderbolt. In the howling wind whipped up by the tiger, the woman's clothes fluttered wildly, her body swaying like a blade of grass in a storm.

Kou Zhong, a man of great compassion for women, saw this and his eyes widened in fury. He moved swiftly, blocking the woman's path, and shouted, "You beast, how dare you!"

With that, he struck out with his palm. Even with the tiger's immense strength, it was sent tumbling three or four times by Kou Zhong's powerful and fierce blow, crashing heavily to the ground.

Kou Zhong didn't even glance at the golden-haired tiger. He turned to her and asked with concern, "Madam, are you alright?"

The beautiful woman curtsied and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your help, young master."

Just as she finished speaking, the golden-haired tiger, who had fallen to the ground, pounced again with lightning speed. She hurriedly cried out, "Young master, the golden tiger is attacking again!"

Kou Zhong sensed the tiger's attack and, without a word, unleashed another 'Limitless Palm Technique'! It should be noted that Kou Zhong had created the "Eight Methods of Heavenly Dragon" and absorbed thirty percent of the Holy Relic's Yuan Power. If he were to refine it completely, he could advance to the Innate Supreme level.

Kou Zhong was already an Innate Master; if he were to unleash his full power in "Man and Blade as One," he could even contend with an Innate Supreme Master!

The golden-haired tiger, as large as a small mountain, was once again sent flying far away, crashing heavily to the ground. However, a moment later, the golden-haired tiger got up and looked at Kou Zhong, its eyes filled with hatred, seemingly unharmed.

Seeing this, Kou Zhong was secretly puzzled: "An ordinary beast would have been sent back to its ancestral home long ago after taking a blow with 30% of my power,

but this tiger is unharmed. It's really strange." The beautiful woman behind him seemed to see Kou Zhong's confusion and said, "This tiger is called the Golden-haired Tiger. It is an ancient mythical beast with a body of bronze skin and iron bones, impervious to swords, blades, and palm strikes. Its vital point is its seven-inch spot."

Kou Zhong shouted, "Alright, watch this!"

He then turned the tables and pounced on the Golden-haired Tiger. Seeing that someone dared to provoke it, the Golden-haired Tiger roared and stood up straight in anger. Its two front claws struck Kou Zhong with lightning speed. This was exactly what Kou Zhong wanted. He suddenly stopped his downward charge, then quickly retreated. With his right hand, he used the One-Finger Zen Technique, and the domineering black finger force shot straight at the Golden-haired Tiger's seven-inch vital point exposed by its rise.

The golden-haired tiger, unaware of the tiger's true nature, knew the power of the One-Finger Zen technique. Its vital point was seven inches below the neck; a single strike would be fatal. Undeterred, it channeled its strength into its legs, leaping into the air and pouncing on the beautiful woman behind Kou Zhong.

Kou Zhong, seeing this, cried out in alarm, "Ah!" Trembling with fear, he cried, "Madam, be careful!"

He then struck out with his palm, slightly deflecting the tiger's attack, and tackled the beautiful woman to the side.

With a loud crash, dust billowed, and a large crater appeared in the valley. The golden-haired tiger's strength was truly terrifying!

Kou Zhong's force was too great; the man and woman fell heavily to the ground, or more precisely, Kou Zhong pressed tightly against the beautiful woman. A lecherous man is a lecherous man. Even surrounded by tigers, his lustful desires remain unchanged. After making physical contact with this noble, dignified, and stunningly beautiful woman, his mind began to wander. He thought to himself, "Her breasts are so big and round. I didn't expect them to be so... oh, so smooth."

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He pressed his body closer, his face moving closer to the woman's neck, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body. His hands slowly moved towards...

The beautiful woman beneath him was startled for a moment before regaining her senses. Chu felt the young man's movements on top of her, his broad, straight body pressing down on her round, plump breasts, deforming them, and his hand slowly reaching towards her...

The image of Kou Zhong, the heroic tiger-slaying hero, vanished instantly from the beautiful woman's mind, replaced by a lecherous scoundrel... She was of noble birth, her pure and innocent body reserved only for her husband; how could she allow a stranger to defile it? With a swift movement, she pushed the lecherous Kou Zhong, still lost in the beauty of her body, so hard he fell flat on his back.

Seeing the lecherous man's state, the beautiful woman felt a surge of pleasure, and unconsciously covered her mouth and laughed. Her smile was captivating, exuding charm, and for a moment, the world paled in comparison. The lecherous man, rubbing his bruised buttocks, stared at the beautiful woman, utterly bewildered.

Looking into the boy's domineering, burning gaze, the beautiful woman was first annoyed, then ashamed. For some reason, a surge of heat rose from the depths of her heart, making her heart race like a deer's, and two blushes rose on her beautiful face.

Suddenly, Kou Zhong cried out in surprise and pounced again. The beautiful woman thought the boy was going to take advantage of her again, and immediately roared, "What are you doing?"

She was of noble birth and had never been treated like that before, yet today she had been bullied by this audacious boy three times. The beautiful woman was furious.

Despite her warning, the boy seemed unfazed and still pounced on her. The beautiful woman cried out in anger and pushed back with her hand, then felt a sudden tightness in her body as he pulled her into a few rolls. It felt like something had been sprayed on her face—sticky, wet, and hot. She wiped it with her hand and looked at it; it was blood.

The beautiful woman's heart tightened at the sight. Looking at Kou Zhong, she saw his face was deathly pale, and his mouth was covered in blood. Just then, the golden-haired tiger swooped down from the sky where she had just been lying, with a deafening roar that shook the earth, sent rocks flying, and raised clouds of dust. Seeing this, the beautiful woman knew that Kou Zhong had only tried to save her and had no ulterior motives. She felt extremely apologetic for injuring him so rashly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Kou Zhong was always easygoing with women, so he shook his head and said, "It's alright. Ah, be careful."

With that, he embraced the beautiful woman, and using his Heavenly Dragon Body Technique, he moved with effortless speed, disappearing into the distance. The golden-haired tiger missed its target once more.

The beautiful woman standing close to Kou Zhong clearly sensed the boy's extreme weakness, indicating severe injuries. Seeing him, despite his own injuries, still protecting her from behind, she was deeply moved and worriedly said, "You're badly injured, let me heal you."

Kou Zhong chuckled and said, "It's alright, don't worry, I'm here. The Golden-Haired Tiger can't hurt you."

He then gently patted the woman's delicate shoulder in a comforting gesture.

The woman glanced at the boy, thinking to herself, "Why isn't he the one comforting and protecting me right now? In his eyes, there's only the sword, only martial arts breaking through the void. He hasn't been so attentive and gentle in all these years."

Her thoughts swirled, and she unconsciously leaned into the boy's embrace. No matter how noble her status or how strong her will, ultimately, she was a woman—a woman who needed love, a shoulder to lean on when she was weary.

The beautiful woman, enjoying the safe embrace of her man, was completely unaware that while Kou Zhong was comforting her, he was also groping her full, round breasts. Even through the thin veil, the woman's smooth, rounded breasts were clearly visible to Kou Zhong. The moment he touched them, he almost cried out, "Ah, my God, so soft, so plump! Truly an unparalleled masterpiece!"

As if bewitched, Kou Zhong couldn't help but caress the woman's large buttocks all over, while secretly untying her skirt...

Just then, a deafening roar from the Golden Tiger jolted the woman out of her reverie. The beautiful woman was startled. The boy's actions flashed through her mind, filling her with shame and anger. She was utterly shameless, falling into the arms of a man other than her husband, and a boy much younger than herself at that. What was even more embarrassing was that she had forgotten everything when she was embraced by him… And just now, the boy seemed to have placed his hand on her buttocks. If the boy was so lecherous, what about her…? Thinking of this, the beautiful woman's face flushed red with shame and guilt. She subconsciously pushed the boy away gently and spat, "A leopard can't change its spots."

Kou Zhong didn't mind at all, and chuckled slyly, "If I could eat this pile of beautiful, fragrant excrement from a lady like you, I wouldn't mind being a dog!"

His tone was extremely ambiguous, and as he spoke, he suddenly took a few steps closer to her without her permission, and even blew a hot breath into her ear after speaking.

The beautiful woman, who always kept to herself and rarely ventured out, had never been treated like that by a man before. Her jade-like face flushed red, her heart filled with shame and anger

, and she shouted, "Insolence!" The beautiful woman was elegant and noble, and this delicate shout carried a chilling air of authority. Kou Zhong's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, "This woman seems quite imposing; I wonder what her status is."

Kou Zhong was always fearless when it came to beautiful women, seemingly not taking the beautiful woman seriously at all. His lustful eyes continued to stare intently at her, and he said with a smile, "Madam says I'm insolent; may I ask where I've been insolent?"

He then scanned the beautiful woman from head to toe, his domineering and hungry gaze seeming as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Even a powerful figure would feel ashamed and embarrassed if she gave him a drink, but Kou Zhong seemed completely unaffected, and even became more aggressive. His gaze seemed to devour her whole. Feeling Kou Zhong's domineering gaze, the beautiful woman felt ashamed, but a strange emotion welled up in her heart. She felt hot all over, tingling and itchy, and her jade face turned bright red. She quickly turned her head away and said, "You know it yourself."

Her tone was both coquettish and reproachful, completely lacking the arrogance she had shown before.

Chapter 30: Teasing the Beautiful Woman The

beautiful woman, who had turned her face away, suddenly sensed someone approaching and turned to stare at the young man walking towards her. She asked warily, "What do you want?"

Kou Zhong, with a smirk, replied, "Don't be nervous. How could I bear to hurt someone as beautiful as you, Madam?"

Then, his expression turned serious. "We can't leave here today without getting rid of this golden-haired beast."

The beautiful woman's heart tightened suddenly. "Your injuries are severe!" she exclaimed.

For some reason, she wasn't thinking about leaving this dangerous place, but rather about the young man's injuries. Kou Zhong was overjoyed, as if he had found a great treasure. He asked excitedly, "Madam, are you worried about me?"

Caught in the ambiguity in his words, the beautiful woman blushed with embarrassment and retorted, "Who cares about you? You're so vain!"

Her expression was like that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl flirting with her lover. Kou Zhong awkwardly touched his nose, chuckled, and said, "Kou Zhong is deeply grateful for your kindness, Madam."

"Who asked you to be grateful? What kindness have I shown you? I haven't cared about you at all..."

The more she explained, the more complicated things became. The beautiful woman's face involuntarily flushed as she spoke.

Looking at the beautiful woman, Kou Zhong said with utmost seriousness, "Madam, when I strike, the farther away you should be, so as not to hurt you."

Seeing the usually lecherous and unserious young man suddenly become so solemn, the beautiful woman was momentarily stunned, pointing at Kou Zhong and asking, "You..."

Kou Zhong looked like a warrior bravely facing execution, and the beautiful woman felt she was in trouble.

Kou Zhong said passionately, "To prevent my beloved from being harmed, I swear to kill this beast, even if it means being shattered to pieces."

The beautiful woman knew who Kou Zhong was referring to as his beloved, and immediately exclaimed "Ah!" pointing at Kou Zhong in disbelief.

Kou Zhong resolutely turned and walked away, facing the enraged and ferocious Golden-haired Tiger, leaving the beautiful woman with fluctuating emotions.

Kou Zhong knew that the Golden-haired Tiger was an ancient mythical beast, with skin of copper and bones of iron, impervious to swords and spears. Its only fatal flaw was the seven-inch vital point under its forehead. The Golden-haired Tiger had become sentient over time, and it would take time and energy to make it reveal its weakness. However, he was seriously injured and had no time to wait for it to make a mistake. To kill it now, he could only fight with his Heavenly Dragon Force.

The Heavenly Dragon Force borrowed the power of heaven and earth, and its power was boundless and invincible.

The Golden-haired Tiger hated Kou Zhong with a vengeance. It had failed to kill this human who stole its spiritual medicine time and time again today, all because of this man. Its hatred for Kou Zhong was boundless. With its strength flowing through its entire body, every golden hair on the Golden-haired Tiger stood on end, moving even without wind, and its eyes seemed to spit fire.

This battle was for no other reason than the beauty behind him. Kou Zhong roared, "Golden-haired beast, come here!"

He then clasped his hands in a circle, assuming the Heavenly Dragon Force technique. The golden-haired tiger, seemingly understanding human speech, responded with a deafening roar. Then, exhaling a breath of turbid air, its body shot towards Kou Zhong like an arrow released from a bow, its claws, imbued with boundless power, were incredibly sharp; even a high mountain in front of it could be flattened.

Kou Zhong shouted, "Well done!"

His hands moved in circles, and in an instant, a gale arose, chaotic clouds surged, sand and stones flew, and the power of heaven and earth surged towards Kou Zhong's body like a tidal wave. Slowly, a pale yellow light emanated from Kou Zhong's body, dazzling like stars, illuminating the heavens.

Kou Zhong clasped his hands in a circle and spun nine times. The wind vanished, the clouds dispersed, and a profound stillness descended, so quiet you could hear a falling leaf. Kou Zhong's hands formed a circle the size of a washbasin, composed of true energy. Within the circle, true energy surged like turbulent waves. On the other side, the golden-haired tiger sped faster and faster, its movements creating a gust of wind as sharp as knives, seemingly capable of piercing the void. Finally, only a ball of golden flame remained.

The surging true energy, like the overflowing Yellow River, poured out with unstoppable force. The golden-haired tiger roared like thunder, its claws cracking, as it pounced on Kou Zhong with unstoppable force. The true energy and the tiger slowly approached, finally colliding in the void with a deafening roar. A thunderclap echoed in the sky, the mountains shook, and golden dust shimmered and flew in the wind…

Kou Zhong opened his eyes and sighed inwardly. Then, he placed his hand on his chest and flicked a tiger's toe. The golden-haired tiger, worthy of its ancient status, could still detach its claws to injure him even as it was being pulverized.

The beautiful woman in the distance stared in disbelief at this scene. She couldn't believe that anyone in the world could blast the ancient beast, the golden-haired tiger, with its copper-skinned, iron-boned body, which even divine weapons couldn't harm, into dust with a single palm strike. What kind of power was this? She never imagined that this lecherous boy's martial arts were so high; perhaps he was no less skilled than her.

Seeing Kou Zhong swaying, the beautiful woman rushed over to support him, asking with concern, "What's wrong?"

The young man didn't answer, but instead smiled and said, "Madam, you said you didn't care about me."

The beautiful woman hadn't expected him to still be thinking about what he said earlier, and said coldly, "No matter what, you were injured saving me. Your injuries seem quite serious!"

Kou Zhong nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, my injuries are quite serious."

Seeing that a seriously injured person was nodding so vigorously, the beautiful woman became somewhat suspicious and looked at Kou Zhong, asking, "Is that so?"

Kou Zhong nodded and said, "Yes, if you don't believe me, feel it, my heart is beating so fast."

Although the beautiful woman was suspicious, upon hearing this, she unconsciously placed her hand on Kou Zhong's chest to measure his heartbeat. Sure enough, his heart was beating very fast, and she looked at him with puzzlement.

Kou Zhong looked at the beautiful woman questioningly and asked, "Is that so?"

Just as the beautiful woman was about to nod, she suddenly realized the reason for Kou Zhong's rapid heartbeat. She calmly said, "I know why your heart is racing."

Then she roared, "You lecherous bastard, don't put your arm on my chest!"

Lecherous bastard, bad lecher, a leopard can't change its spots.

Enraged, the beautiful woman pushed the lecherous young man, who still hadn't stopped after hearing her words, to the ground. The beautiful woman herself possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, and in her anger and hatred, she unconsciously used her inner strength. How could the already injured young man withstand it? With a cry of "Ah!", he fell flat on his back. Seeing the disheveled appearance of the young man, the beautiful woman felt a surge of pleasure, chuckled, and shouted, "Serves you right."

Logically, the lecherous young man should have retorted upon hearing her words, but after waiting for a long time, Kou Zhong remained motionless. His face was deathly pale, and he lay there like a dead pig, utterly silent. The beautiful woman, startled, rushed to the young man's side, nudged him, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong? Don't play dead!"

To prevent the young man from causing trouble, she crouched at a distance, not getting too close.

No matter how she pushed, the boy remained unmoved. The beautiful woman's heart grew colder and colder, and a nameless sorrow welled up within her. She quickly went to the boy's side, picked him up, and said, "Hey, what's wrong? Don't play dead!"

The

beautiful woman clearly felt Kou Zhong's body growing colder and colder, and immediately cried out, "I don't want to die! I didn't mean to! To be honest, although you're a little bad, you're still very good."

As she spoke, the image of Kou Zhong standing in front of her, shielding her from the golden tiger's attack, involuntarily appeared in the beautiful woman's mind, and tears streamed down her face.

Just then, a slightly weak voice rang out: "I'm alright? How am I alright?"

Upon hearing this voice, the sorrowful expression on the beautiful woman's face vanished as if by magic, replaced by ecstatic joy. She exclaimed happily, "You're not dead! That's wonderful!"

Kou Zhong replied weakly, "Although I'm not dead now, I was struck by the Golden-haired Tiger's claw and am not far from death."

He appeared weak but was quite serious.

“No, no, you won’t die.”

Kou Zhong shook his head magnanimously and said, “Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate. Everyone dies eventually, so I don’t care. There is only one regret in my life that I cannot finish before I die. Alas, I will die with my eyes open!”

The beautiful woman asked in confusion, “What is it? Tell me, and I will help you finish it.”

Kou Zhong’s expression brightened, and he asked, “Really?”

The beautiful woman nodded and said solemnly, “You saved my life, and I, Su Rourou, will keep my word.”

Kou Zhong hummed in agreement and said, “I believe you. Actually, it’s very simple, it’s just…”

As he spoke, he looked at the beautiful woman’s beautiful face and her bright red cherry lips. The beautiful woman vaguely knew what Kou Zhong wanted her to do, and her jade-like face inexplicably flushed red with shame… She asked hesitantly, “What do you want me to do?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Kou Zhong’s extremely ambiguous and lewd chuckle in her ear, followed by a warm breath on her face. Kou Zhong spoke: “My request is very simple, just give me a kiss, madam.”

Although she had those thoughts in her heart, hearing Kou Zhong say it himself still made her heart pound and her mind race. She was of noble birth, pure and chaste, and had always maintained her integrity, never having any improper relationships with men other than her husband. Now this young man wanted her to kiss him… No, she couldn’t. Just as she was about to refuse, Kou Zhong’s eager and expectant eyes met hers. She could imagine how disappointed he would be if she refused, and her heart softened. She said, “Just one kiss!”

She was still a little uneasy about the young man; it was better to ask beforehand.

Kou Zhong hummed in agreement, saying, "Yes, a kiss from a beauty is enough!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman's heart churned with unprecedented shock. Why? Why were people so different? In this young man's eyes, she was the most beautiful, a supreme fairy, the only one. But in his eyes, she was just an insignificant woman. He had never shown her the tender care a young man would, even though she was his wife.

Kou Zhong had closed his eyes, waiting for the beauty's soul-stirring kiss, but after a long time, nothing happened. He opened his eyes and saw the beautiful woman seemingly lost in thought. He immediately called out, "My lady, kiss me! I'm waiting!"

Looking at the young man who had placed his lips before her, eyes closed, waiting for her kiss, the beautiful woman felt a mix of emotions. However, since she had promised, she had to keep her word. Going back on her word wasn't Liu Xinlian's style. Besides, a single kiss wouldn't hurt… The beautiful woman used various excuses to convince herself to gently kiss the young man.

Having found ninety-nine excuses in her heart, the beautiful woman finally came to her senses. Her warm, cherry-red lips, carrying a faint fragrance, pressed against Kou Zhong's. The moment they touched, the woman's body trembled. The warm breath from Kou Zhong's mouth, after entering her body, coursed through her like a serpent. As the heat passed, a strange emotion surged through her. Kou Zhong's hands held her tightly, as if trying to meld her into his very being. Those strong arms, that broad and warm embrace, were something she had never felt before. And most importantly, in that embrace, she felt Kou Zhong's intense possessiveness. The moment his lips touched the young man's, Kou Zhong's fiery lips tightly enveloped hers, as if trying to suck her into his mouth, and he even wanted to insert his tongue into her mouth. How could this be? The beautiful woman tightly closed her lips, refusing to let the young man succeed.

Upon first contact, Kou Zhong knew the beautiful woman's kissing skills weren't very good. He thought to himself, "I didn't expect her kissing skills to be so rusty at her age. It seems she doesn't practice much. What a pity."

The beautiful woman's resistance was no match for the seasoned lover, Kou Zhong. A veteran of the pleasure quarters, Kou Zhong quickly and skillfully used a few techniques to make the beautiful woman obediently open her lips, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth.

Their tongues mingled, their saliva flowing, entwined and inseparable. An overwhelming pleasure, a pounding heart, tender intimacy, suffocating joy… the beautiful woman had never experienced anything like this before. Reason told her she shouldn't do it, but the exhilarating pleasure was irresistible…

Just as things were about to escalate further, she suddenly heard her soft voice: “Please let me go?”

Kou Zhong paused, looking at the woman, more beautiful than any flower, his passion burning even brighter. He said, “No, I want you.”

The woman pushed Kou Zhong away forcefully, saying, “Please, don’t do this, okay? We can’t do that.”

Kou Zhong asked, slightly displeased, “Why?”

“Because I’m a married woman. Knowing too much won’t do you any good,”

the woman said, seemingly hesitant to speak. Although Kou Zhong was a womanizer, he disliked forcing women to do things they didn't want to do. He said with immense pain, "Are we destined to be apart in this life?"

He had only known the young man for a few short hours, but the experience had been unlike anything the beautiful woman had ever had in decades—both novel and exciting. Kou Zhong had given her a feeling she had never experienced before, and unknowingly, he had already taken a place in her heart. Hearing his sorrowful tone, she felt extremely distressed and sighed, "Yes, we are destined to be apart in this life. Now, let me heal your wounds."

She placed her hand on Kou Zhong's hand and took his pulse.

The beautiful woman was skilled in medicine; after taking his pulse, her fingers moved swiftly, pressing several acupoints on Kou Zhong's body. After a while, Kou Zhong felt his pain lessen, and the boundless agony slowly subsided. The beautiful woman handed Kou Zhong a piece of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, saying, "This Ganoderma lucidum is a holy medicine for healing injuries. Take it, and your injuries will heal on their own."

After Kou Zhong took it, he immediately circulated his internal energy to heal. The Ganoderma lucidum, combined with the miraculous self-healing function of his divine skill, allowed him to feel refreshed and his injuries completely healed in a short time.

In these desolate mountains and wild forests, ferocious wild beasts often roamed. Martial artists were most afraid of being disturbed while practicing their internal energy. Su Rourou stayed by Kou Zhong's side while he was healing, which showed that she wasn't entirely without affection for him.

After Kou Zhong finished his internal energy practice, the beautiful woman said, "It seems your injuries are no longer serious. I'm leaving."

She left without saying goodbye to Kou Zhong. She did this because she was afraid that Kou Zhong would not let her go.

The beautiful woman took a few steps and noticed someone following her. Turning around, she saw it was Kou Zhong and said somewhat angrily, "Why are you following me?"

She thought Kou Zhong...

"I'm lost. Where is this place?"

"Sword Valley."

"Never heard of it."

Kou Zhong said, looking completely bewildered.

Chapter 32 The Evil King's Background

"You come here."

Su Rourou glared at Kou Zhong and said sweetly.

Then Su Rourou led the way, and Kou Zhong hurriedly followed behind. After a few steps, Su Rourou suddenly stopped, and Kou Zhong almost bumped into her. Looking at the beautiful woman with a serious expression, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Su Rourou said, "Something bad has happened in Sword Valley."

With that, she moved like a swallow, darting into a circular archway at the end of the passage.

Before the round gate, all was tranquil and elegant, with fragrant flowers and plants. Behind the gate, however, lay a completely different scene: flowers stained with blood, grass covered in flesh, corpses everywhere, severed arms, rivers of blood—a veritable hell on earth.

Su Rourou's face paled at the sight. She helped up a pretty maidservant, no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and cried out, "Xiao Shui, what's wrong? What happened?"

Xiao Shui, hearing Su Rourou's gentle call, opened her lifeless eyes and exclaimed joyfully, "Madam, you're back!"

Su Rourou nodded and asked anxiously, "Xiao Shui, what happened in Sword Valley?"

Kou Zhong, too, listened intently. Sword Valley was created by the Sword Saint Yan Fei; who dared to kill so brazenly here?

Xiao Shui said nervously, "Madam, you must leave quickly."

She pointed to the main hall ahead, as if some terrifying demon lurked within. Then, her gaze gradually lost its focus until it was completely lifeless. Her hand fell to the ground, and her dull eyes slowly closed.

Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed from inside. Su Rourou's heart tightened, and ignoring Xiao Shui's dying warning, she resolutely rushed into the hall. Seeing this, Kou Zhong knew there was immense danger within. Concerned for Su Rourou, he followed closely behind the beautiful woman into the hall.

Upon entering, the two froze. Su Rourou's eyes were fixed with hatred on a cold, ruthless man in the center of the hall—a man clad in a black robe, with flowing white hair, a cold expression, and eyes that seemed to pierce the world. He exuded a chilling aura. His white hair and black robes, a striking contrast, were unsettling, and combined with his unique coldness, he resembled a demon god returned from a demonic realm, inspiring fear and dread.

The black-robed man's white hair flew wildly. His cold, sharp fingers reached for the heart of a burly man whose temples bulged high, indicating considerable cultivation. He let out a chilling laugh, saying, "A mere thirty years after I left, Sword Valley has become so desolate."

With that, he twisted and turned the hand inserted into the heart, pulling a blood-red heart out of his body.

Kou Zhong's focus was not on the beautiful women. From the moment he entered the hall, his eyes shone like light bulbs, fixed intently on the row of alluring, charming women. After looking at one, he looked at another; each one was so beautiful. He found that his eyes couldn't take it all in. Alas, every woman was so beautiful, like spring flowers and autumn moon, each with her own unique charm. It was truly difficult to choose one over the other. Every woman here would be an unparalleled beauty in the martial world. Sword Valley was simply a collection of beauties!

One of the beautiful women noticed Kou Zhong's bold and unrestrained gaze. She frowned and gave him a reproachful look. They were women from Sword Valley, isolated from the world. No outsider had ever dared to stare at them so brazenly, as if they wanted to devour them.

Despite the beautiful woman's reproachful gaze, Kou Zhong showed no sign of restraint. When she looked directly at him, he stared at her like a dazed fool, drooling and inwardly exclaiming, "What a beautiful woman!"

The woman before him truly deserved the title of "most beautiful woman." Her face was like a flower, delicate and radiant, her snow-white skin tinged with rosy hues. Her clear eyes blinked like stars, her nose was small and delicate, her lips were rosy and exquisite, and her oval face was perfectly shaped. She was truly a beauty of unparalleled grace. Her magnificent robes accentuated her slender, graceful figure, making her appear dignified, noble, and unapproachable.

Seeing Kou Zhong's behavior, the beautiful woman was somewhat annoyed, thinking to herself, "Where did this brat come from, so utterly inconsiderate?"

Her brows furrowed even more, her eyes frequently glancing at Kou Zhong, gesturing for him to look away. But the lecherous youth was blind to her true intentions, his large, bulging eyes fixed on her, following her every move, not missing even the smallest gesture. His

gaze grew increasingly intense and domineering. The beautiful woman, first annoyed, then ashamed, blushed slightly, two rosy clouds rising to her fair face. Seeing the youth seemingly heading towards her, she quickly turned her face away and went to another woman's side.

A woman's sharp shout interrupted the lecherous youth's reverie. He turned to see the source of the voice and beheld the most imposing and elegant woman among the group of beautiful women. Her phoenix eyes glared at the black-robed man in the hall, and she said, "Seventh Brother, what kind of skill is it to take advantage of someone in distress? When my late husband was alive, you were too busy avoiding him to be so presumptuous."

The woman's face was exquisitely beautiful, her features delicate and refined, her eyes like autumn water. Her phoenix eyes sparkled with unparalleled liveliness, as if she wanted to tell him something. Her jade-like nose stood out prominently on her face, her exquisite features perfectly complementing each other. Words like "national beauty" or "beauty that could topple kingdoms" couldn't describe her beauty; she was perfect, and perfection was her. Dressed in flowing white robes, she seemed ethereal, like a celestial being. Standing there, she was breathtakingly beautiful, graceful, and dazzling. Kou Zhong had never seen such a beauty before, and he was instantly captivated.

Upon hearing the beautiful woman's words, the man in black robes trembled and exclaimed in surprise, "What? That old scoundrel Yan Beifei is dead?"

The fairy-like woman was heartbroken, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "Brother Fei passed away twenty years ago when his old injuries flared up again."

The fairy-like woman was so saddened that the world seemed to darken as well. Dark clouds rolled in, and after a clap of thunder, a light drizzle began to fall. Kou Zhong, seeing the fairy-like woman's state, felt her pain deeply and was also deeply saddened.

After a long silence, the man in black robes finally accepted the news of Yan Beifei's death, then laughed heartily, saying, "Good, good riddance, a very good death."

He paused abruptly, then his eyes turned cold, his merciless gaze sweeping over the beautiful women before him. He said with deep hatred, "A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years. Yan Beifei banished me from Sword Valley, subjecting me to endless humiliation. This hatred is irreconcilable, this resentment cannot be filled even by the waters of the Five Lakes. That kind of heart-wrenching hatred keeps me awake day and night. Now, after decades of arduous cultivation, my divine skills have reached their peak. I'm here in Sword Valley to avenge this great grudge. Although Yan Beifei is dead, his widow is still alive. Today, you will repay what Yan Beifei owed me."

"Enough of your insolence, Yan Zhixuan! Today, Zhu Yuyan will meet you!"

With that, a woman dressed in fiery red, with a heroic and spirited air, stepped forward from among the beautiful women. This woman, over thirty, possessed eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn waters, a delicate nose and jade-like lips, and a face as beautiful as a flower, fairer than snow and smooth as if broken by a touch. Tall and slender, she was taller than most men. A well-fitting black embroidered outfit perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure. Her high, firm breasts, like two peaks, stood erect on her chest, seemingly about to burst from her clothes. Her waist was as slender as a snake, easily encircled, round and full. With each step, she swayed, making one's blood boil. Long and straight, she exuded unparalleled feminine charm. Even more remarkable was that beneath this woman's boundless allure lay a spirited and resolute air, a heroic spirit that rivaled any man's. A perfect blend of charm and strength, this woman was truly extraordinary.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhixuan nearly went berserk and roared, "Don't call me Yan Zhixuan! I am Shi Zhixuan! The Evil King Shi Zhixuan!"

Decades ago, a remarkable woman appeared in the martial world. This woman was not only incredibly beautiful but also possessed unparalleled swordsmanship, captivating countless heroes and warriors. This extraordinary woman's name was Zhu Yuyan. Twenty years ago, Zhu Yuyan suddenly disappeared from the martial world, unexpectedly becoming the daughter-in-law of the Yan family of Sword Valley.

Now, the martial world only knows Zhu Yuyan, the Demonic Sect's Empress, and is unaware of the martial world's swordswoman, Zhu Yuyan!

Chapter 33: The Might of the Evil King

"Yan Zhixuan..."

"It's Shi Zhixuan!"

The Evil King Shi Zhixuan roared almost madly.

Zhu Yuyan pointed her sword at Shi Zhixuan, her voice righteous and awe-inspiring: "Although my late father-in-law is no longer here, the Yan family is not without its share of

troubles. You dare to desecrate the supreme dignity of my Yan family, today I will wash it away with your blood!" Shi Zhixuan laughed furiously, gritting his teeth, "You are the first person in decades to dare to challenge me. Since you wish to die, I will grant your wish."

His piercing laughter shook the blood of everyone present, and many tables and chairs in the hall shattered. As soon as

Shi Zhixuan finished speaking, he lunged at Zhu Yuyan. One was the evil king of the demonic sect decades ago, the other a female sword goddess of the martial world. Who would win in their battle? A

bloody wind blew, and the evil king Shi Zhixuan's white hair flew wildly, his black robe billowing. A bloodthirsty aura emanated from him, and faint blood shadows appeared and disappeared on his body. Suddenly, Shi Zhixuan moved, shooting towards Zhu Yuyan like a flying eagle, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. In flight, he swung his palm at Zhu Yuyan. His hands possessed boundless, invincible power, like diamond, unbreakable. The supreme techniques of the Illusionary Demon Body Technique and the Undying Seal Technique were perfectly displayed in his hands, reaching a level of divine skill.

Just as Shi Zhixuan thought his palm was about to imprint itself on Zhu Yuyan's heart, Zhu Yuyan beneath his palm suddenly vanished, as if she had disappeared into thin air. At that moment, his six senses could not detect any trace of Zhu Yuyan's aura. Just then, a flash of white light appeared in the void, and a sword slashed towards his lower back. This sword was like a gazelle leaping its horns, leaving no trace, appearing out of thin air.

Upon realizing this, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan was startled. He activated his Undying Divine Skill to protect all his vital points, and with a whoosh, he used the Illusionary Demon Body Technique to dash away into the distance. Although he was not injured, his hair was disheveled, and he fled in a very sorry state. This was the first time in his life that someone had forced him to retreat in the first move. Behind him, the valiant female swordswoman stood calmly with her sword in hand, as if she had not moved at all.

A cold glint flashed in Evil King Shi Zhixuan's eyes as he asked, "What kind of sword is this?"

Zhu Yuyan replied calmly, "The Demon Sword."

Evil King Shi Zhixuan's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise, "It's Uncle Xiang's Demon Sword?"

The Demon Sword was hailed as the most wondrous sword technique of the Demonic Sect. It was a sword technique created by the former Grandmaster Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian through his comprehension of "Dao Heart Seed Demon" and Yan Fei's "Supreme Sword Technique." This sword technique was profound and extensive, focusing on controlling the sword with the soul. It was considered the pinnacle of swordsmanship. When the sword was completed, its sword energy soared to the heavens, astonishing the world and making even ghosts and gods weep.

Evil King Shi Zhixuan laughed wildly, "So what if it's the Demon Sword? Even Uncle Xiang is so biased, leaving all the good stuff for Yan Beifang. Today, the Yan family is doomed, hahaha..."

As he laughed, an extremely bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body. Blood mist rolled around him, and Qiao Xue, within the blood mist, had a ferocious expression, like a bloodthirsty demon god.

The beautiful women and I, enveloped in the blood demon, felt our blood churning, an extremely uncomfortable sensation filling our bodies, causing us to vomit everything in our stomachs. Suddenly, Zhu Yuyan's expression changed, and she clutched her chest, urgently saying, "Oh no, it's the Heavenly Demon's Roar! Mother and sisters, quickly use your qi to calm the demonic sound!" Upon

hearing this, the women's expressions changed drastically, and they obeyed, using their respective qi to suppress the demonic sound of the Evil King Shi Zhixuan.

Shi Zhixuan's laughter abruptly ceased, and he coldly stared at Zhu Yuyan, saying, "I didn't expect you to recognize my Heavenly Demon Roar?"

Zhu Yuyan coldly replied, "A sneak attack is the greatest disgrace for a martial artist. Your actions are truly unbecoming of the Holy Gate Evil King."

Evil King Shi Zhixuan's expression changed, and he angrily retorted, "You dare to lecture me?"

Zhu Yuyan said, "Since you did it, you shouldn't be afraid of what people say."

Shi Zhixuan, as the Holy Gate Evil King, was always arrogant and conceited. He had never been lectured like that before. He was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, and his face turned as red as fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm so angry! I'll tear you to pieces!"

After saying that, Shi Zhixuan walked step by step towards Zhu Yuyan with the imposing force of Mount Tai. With each step Shi Zhixuan took, the hall would tremble. As he walked, Shi Zhixuan's entire body slowly swelled. When he reached Zhu Yuyan, he had strangely grown to three zhang tall, like a small mountain, with hands as red as blood and semen as thick as a bucket.

Seeing this, everyone was astonished. It was said that the Holy Sect possessed many strange and unorthodox cultivation methods, and now it seemed the rumors were true. Compared to Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan appeared incredibly frail, like a small witch next to a great wizard.

Shi Zhixuan, wielding the Soul-Slaying Sword, was no ordinary man who would passively await his fate. The moment Shi Zhixuan approached her, she unleashed her Demonic Sword Technique, her longsword radiating a chilling aura, slashing at Shi Zhixuan with earth-shattering force. Surprisingly, Shi Zhixuan neither dodged nor evaded, allowing Zhu Yuyan's sword to strike him.

With a clang, the longsword bounced away as if struck by rotten leather. Zhu Yuyan felt an immense force emanating from her opponent, making her sword-wielding hand numb. Shi Zhixuan chuckled, saying, "A mere trick. Today, I'll show you the power of my Undying Seal."

As he spoke, he revealed a set of blood-red teeth.

As soon as Shi Zhixuan finished speaking, his thick arm, carrying immense power, swept towards Zhu Yuyan with the force of moving mountains and filling seas. In an instant, a hurricane raged, energy surging everywhere. Where his arm passed, slabs of stone bricks in the hall were lifted up, all rushing towards Zhu Yuyan.

Xiang Yutian emphasized controlling the sword with the soul, the qi following the soul's intent, the sword and qi becoming one—a supreme technique of swordsmanship. When used, it was practically invincible. Yet, Shi Zhixuan was completely unharmed by Zhu Yuyan's sword strike. She had secretly become wary, and as Shi Zhixuan attacked, she had already used her sword to protect her vital points, blocking the first slabs of stone bricks that were returning.

A flash of sword light appeared in the void, stone chips flew everywhere. After a bright, dazzling light flashed, a cold, radiant sword appeared above Shi Zhixuan, slicing through the void and striking Shi Zhixuan's sweeping hand. Hand and body collided, the sword light dissipated instantly, the beautiful woman's jade face paled, and the Evil King cruelly roared, "Go!" His

hand, as thick as a tree, forcefully smashed aside the female swordswoman's longsword and swept towards her graceful body.

Seeing this, the faces of the beautiful women changed drastically. The fairy-like woman, remaining calm in the face of danger, said, "Seventh Brother has unleashed his Heavenly Magic Body! Let's go quickly to help Yu Yan!"

With that,

the other beautiful women rushed towards Shi Zhixuan with her. A fragrant breeze wafted through the air, carrying the scent of beautiful women... Every woman who could enter Sword Valley was extraordinary, and all the beautiful women present were highly skilled in martial arts. They were all giving their all to save Zhu Yu Yan, and their power was undeniable.

It's important to know that Evil King Shi Zhixuan was a martial arts prodigy, having created the Undying Seal Technique and the Illusionary Demon Body Technique. However, as the leader of the Holy Sect's Flower Sect, after his spirit split into a demonic state, he became incredibly evil, and the power of the Holy Sect's demonic arts increased exponentially.

Shi Zhixuan, wielding the Heavenly Demon Body, lacked agility due to his massive size, and all the attacks from the beautiful women landed on him without exception. After several sounds like hitting tattered leather, the demonic Shi Zhixuan laughed loudly, clenching his fists, and said, "Well done! Heavenly Demon Eight Techniques!"

His mountain-like body trembled violently, and black gas burst forth from him. At this moment, the beautiful women who had been pressing their hands on him each let out a scream, being thrown back to a distance. Just then, Kou Zhong flashed forward and caught Su Rourou.

After stunning everyone, Shi Zhixuan slowly turned around, looking at the women lying on the ground, and said with a sinister smile, "How's it going? The Heavenly Magic Body isn't doing so well, is it?"

A flash of anger crossed the peerless jade face of the woman among them. She said, "Seventh Brother, you've changed. You've become so despicable."

After activating the Heavenly Magic Body, the demonic Shi Zhixuan had become enormous, his face as big as a washbasin. However, the expression on his face remained remarkably human. After hearing the woman's words, a hint of disdain flashed across his face. He said with both hatred and anger, "Despicable! Compared to what that old scoundrel Yan Beifei did thirty years ago, what am I?"

"Warfare is based on deception. What my late husband did wasn't entirely wrong. We are of the same origin, why so eager to harm each other? Seventh Brother, turn back now. The Lord of Sword Valley will be yours sooner or later,"

the woman said with a bitter smile, shaking her head.

"The Lord of Sword Valley?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhixuan's face contorted with rage as he roared, "Hmph, I don't care anymore!"

(Chapter 34: Extreme Ambiguity

) While the ethereal woman and the evil king Shi Zhixuan were exchanging barbs, Kou Zhong's side was filled with a vibrant, romantic atmosphere. Kou Zhong, tightly embracing the elegant beauty, landed gracefully and brought his mouth close to her face, feigning concern as he asked, "Madam, are you alright?"

The graceful Su Rourou, one of the four beauties whose fame once resounded throughout the martial world, shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

Her expression suddenly tightened, and she said, "You…"

It turned out that Kou Zhong was using this opportunity to hold her tightly, their bodies pressed almost against each other, her ample bosom pressed against his crotch. Everything was fine until then, the still-shaken beauty suddenly felt something hot and hard pressing against her from behind. The experienced beauty naturally knew what it was.

Kou Zhong seemed confused by the beautiful woman's question, asking in bewilderment, "Madam, what are you saying?"

How could the beautiful woman say such a thing, especially with her mother-in-law nearby? Her face flushed, and she answered with action, trying to push away Kou Zhong's embrace. However, Kou Zhong held her tightly, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

Noticing the beautiful woman's movement, Kou Zhong said worriedly, "Madam, you're injured, don't move."

The beautiful woman secretly chuckled, thinking, "Don't move, or I'll let you hold me, and your... you..." She

then pleaded, "Let me go."

"No,"

Kou Zhong refused outright. "Why?"

Su Rourou couldn't believe there was such an unreasonable person in the world.

“Because if I let you go, you’ll get hurt. My lady is as beautiful as a flower, as lovely as jade, a beauty of unparalleled grace. I would never want her to suffer even the slightest harm.”

“Letting go will hurt me? What kind of logic is that! I’ll only get hurt if you don’t let go.”

The beautiful woman thought to herself. She could tell that the young man’s praise was completely sincere, and she felt a sweet warmth in her heart at his compliment. Her husband, Yan Qinglin, was focused on cultivating his supreme sword technique and had never uttered such sweet words to her before.

Seeing that the young man was determined not to let go, she couldn’t do anything to him. If she were to take action, wouldn’t that alert her mother-in-law and four sisters-in-law in front? The beautiful woman could only compromise and plead, “Let me go. My mother-in-law and the others are still in front. If they see us…”

She stopped abruptly, because she felt that her words were ambiguous, as if she and Kou Zhong had some unspeakable secret.

Hearing this, Kou Zhong did not release the beautiful woman, but kept holding her tightly. His hands quietly moved up her slender waist, and he whispered in Su Rourou's ear, "Madam, they are busy negotiating with Shi Zhixuan right now. They don't have the energy to care about us. They won't notice what we do." As

he finished speaking, Kou Zhong's right hand had already climbed onto the beautiful woman's high, firm breasts. He spread his index and middle fingers and pinched the two grape-like nipples, stroking and kneading them back and forth.

"They won't notice anything you do."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman's heart churned. These words seemed to possess a magical power, opening a small crack in her carefully constructed defenses. At that moment, Su Rourou felt herself being manipulated by a pair of strong, powerful hands. A tingling, itchy, and numbing sensation emanated from the touch—a feeling she hadn't experienced in many years. Upon contact, she couldn't help but want to scream. Kou Zhong, who had been observing the beautiful woman's expression, quickly said, "Madam, you are..." "I didn't want your mother-in-law to see you like this!"

Upon hearing this, the beautiful Su covered her mouth tightly with her delicate hand, preventing herself from crying out due to the overwhelming pleasure. At this moment, Kou Zhong blew a warm breath into her fair, delicate ear, teasingly saying, "Madam, you're very sensitive!"

The beautiful woman's face flushed crimson with embarrassment, and she scolded playfully, "You're a little rascal!"

As she spoke, the beautiful woman became completely limp, collapsing into the young man's arms, unaware that his hand had slipped inside her clothes.

Kou Zhong laughed, "I'm not a little rascal, I'm very big!"

After speaking, he pulled the beautiful woman's hand over and placed it on his huge, hot member. Although there were two layers of cloth between them, Kou Zhong could still clearly feel the delicate luster of the woman's small hand. He exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Oh, Madam, your hand is so soft, it feels so good!"

Feeling the man's enormous member rapidly grow larger in her hand, Su Rourou felt a mixture of surprise and shyness. She was surprised because she couldn't believe that a man's thing could become so big. Before, she thought that a man's thing was the same as her husband's. The clear feeling caused her heart to flutter. He was so big, she wondered what would happen if he went in. Wouldn't he break her body? As soon as this thought arose, the beautiful woman felt intense self-reproach. What was wrong with her? How shameless! She was the mistress of the Sword Valley, a sacred place in the martial arts world, and now she was shamelessly holding the penis of a boy who was about the same age as her daughter, and even having such thoughts... As soon as

the thought of self-reproach arose, Su Rourou quickly let go of Kou Zhong's hand and scolded, "Disgusting."

"Madam, please don't say that. I saw you enjoying it just now. That thing is the source of happiness for you women. Judging from your expression, you must have rarely done this before."

Kou Zhong's hand caressed the mistress's smooth, silky body as he spoke.

"What? What did you say?"

The beautiful woman glared at Kou Zhong angrily. This young man was simply despicable, not only toying with her beautiful body but also humiliating her. Kou Zhong didn't answer her, only saying, "Madam, from now on, you'll have a share of this thing. If you need it, you can come to me anytime. I'll definitely satisfy you."

As he spoke, Kou Zhong thrust his increasingly large and fiery member back and forth against the beautiful woman's ample breasts.

Su Rourou was in her prime, and since marrying Yan Qinglin, he had been busy cultivating or seeking out martial arts masters to test his skills. The two had spent very little time together, practically nothing. One could say the beautiful fairy was a long-suffering, resentful woman. The reason she had previously allowed Kou Zhong to act so recklessly, playing with her pure and innocent body, was partly because she feared making too much noise (the young man held her tightly; if she forced herself to open her eyes, it would inevitably attract the attention of her mother-in-law, the former most beautiful woman in the world, the Snow Mountain Goddess Xue Bingyan). Another reason was that she enjoyed the young man's intimacy. The young man's seductive techniques were extremely skillful; in just a few moments, he had Su Rourou completely captivated. If she hadn't suppressed her emotions with strong willpower, she would have been humiliated long ago. Now, the young man was manipulating her most sensitive spot with his exceptionally powerful member. How could the beautiful woman, already overflowing with passion and on the verge of collapse, withstand this? She let out a groan.

The sound was like a bolt from the blue. Except for the ethereal woman who was negotiating with Shi Zhixuan, stalling for time, all the other beautiful women turned to look at Su Rourou. The intellectual beauty who had just frowned at Kou Zhongpin walked gracefully to Su Rourou and asked with concern, "Rourou, are you alright?"

Su Rourou struggled to maintain her limp body, shook her head, and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Third Sister-in-law."

This beautiful woman was Su Rourou's Third Sister-in-law, Yan Sanlang's wife, the once renowned talented woman of Jiangnan, Nangong Xiaoxian.

After speaking, the beautiful woman suddenly noticed something was wrong with her Third Sister-in-law; her face was flushed. She asked in confusion, "Third Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Nangong Xiaoxian quickly shook her head and said, "Nothing, nothing."

She then hurriedly turned away, as if avoiding something. The beautiful woman's reproachful glance as she turned back provided the complete explanation for Su Rourou's blush. Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw Kou Zhong beside her staring blankly at his third sister-in-law's swaying figure as she walked away. Looking at his fiery, seductive eyes, Su Rourou knew without a doubt what he was thinking.

Just a moment ago he was entangled with her, and now he's already eyeing his third sister-in-law—what a womanizer! Wait, what's wrong with me? Am I jealous? No, definitely not. Why would I be jealous of this womanizer? As

soon as Nangong Xiaoxian left, Kou Zhong impatiently embraced Su Rourou's mature and beautiful body, saying, "Madam, your third sister-in-law is gone. Let's continue playing."

This time, the beautiful woman didn't oblige him. Instead, she snorted and said, "Who wants to play with you?"

She then pushed Qing Tian away and walked away on her own. After a few steps, Kou Zhong grabbed her again. The beautiful woman, still angry, said rudely, "What do you want to do?"

Kou Zhong's affectionate eyes met Su Rourou's beautiful eyes directly, and he said tenderly, "Madam, there's something I've been holding in my heart for a long time. Today I must tell you, otherwise, I will die from the torment."

Liu Xinlian, feeling uneasy under Kou Zhong's unprecedented gaze, trembled, thinking to herself, "Heavens, could he be going to say that? Oh my god, how can this be? I'm a married woman..."

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