[Fantasy] The Witch's Dragon-Slaying Tale (Complete) - 22

Chapter 18 Mistakenly Seeing the Heavenly Guidance:

My forehead throbbed with heat, my vision blurred, and my true energy overflowed from my dantian, rampaging through my meridians. The beautiful faces of Xue'er and Shi'er flashed before my eyes, along with Tian'er, whom I hadn't seen for half a year. Overwhelmed with grief, I cried out, "My life is over!"

Just then, in this critical moment, Xiang Yuntian finally withdrew his palm. I felt the pressure instantly relieved, and the surging energy finally had a chance to release. I quickly gathered my strength in my palms, roared, and struck the ground in front of me fiercely. A loud crash followed, and several feet around my palms caved in, shattering several bricks into pieces.

I immediately regulated my breathing, fearing I might accidentally suffer a qi deviation. After circulating my qi through my meridians for several weeks, I knew I was alright before opening my eyes and standing up. I saw two people facing each other: one was Xiang Yuntian, and the other was Zhou Zihe.

I immediately understood why Xiang Yuntian had withdrawn his strength and retreated earlier; it was Brother Zhou who had saved my life. I truly didn't know how to thank him.

Seeing me stand up, both men looked at me. I slowly walked to Zhou Zihe's side and bowed to him, saying, "Thank you so much for saving me, Brother Zhou. I am deeply grateful."

Zhou Zihe laughed heartily and patted my shoulder, "Since we're already brothers, there's no need for such formalities. Hearing of your troubles, I naturally did my best to help."

Feeling puzzled, I asked, "How did Brother Zhou know I was here?"

Zhou Zihe glanced at me sideways, and I followed his gaze, only to see Shi'er and Xue'er standing together, smiling sweetly at me. My heart warmed; it must have been her who brought these reinforcements. But why hadn't Li Fu come? I knew that bastard wouldn't lend a hand. Oh well, it's better he didn't come; at least I won't owe him a favor.

After a moment of musing, he turned to Xiang Yuntian and said, "Young Master, I have been defeated. I leave the consequences to you..."

Before he could finish, Zhou Zihe stopped him, saying, "If he decides what to do, what am I supposed to do?"

He then cupped his hands and said to Xiang Yuntian, "Young Master Xiang, I, Zhou, am determined to protect this brother of mine today. If you have any objections, whether you attack me in groups or fight me one-on-one, I, Zhou, will accompany you to the end." He was

secretly moved; this brother was indeed a worthy friend, and he would definitely thank him properly in the future. Thinking that another fierce battle was inevitable, Zhou Zihe heard Xiang Yuntian say, "We just exchanged a blow. I couldn't withstand your attack, and I know I'm no match for you. There's no one here who can stop you, so please leave."

Zhou Zihe said solemnly, "Young Master, you are indeed a hero, quick-witted and outspoken. I thank you in advance and will definitely pay you a visit another day."

Just as he was about to leave, a beautiful figure flashed before his eyes, and a delicate beauty blocked his way: "Who said no one can stop you? Brother, let's exchange a few moves."

With a slender waist and a melodious voice, the newcomer was none other than Ouyang Lin. Zhou Zihe was stunned, only able to admire her beautiful face, and forgot to reply.

But then Xiang Yuntian called out urgently, "Lin'er, stop it! You're no match for him, come back!"

Ouyang Lin wrinkled her nose at him, her voice tinged with sarcasm, "Hmph, who cares? Only Master loves and cares for me anyway. You only know how to let them bully me. Even if I die, I don't need your concern. You can go and be the Beggar Clan leader yourself."

The usually cold and aloof Xiang Yuntian suddenly became flustered, "Lin'er, you've misunderstood your senior brother. I originally intended for the Fourth Elder to preside over this matter, but I didn't expect you to be so unhappy. Otherwise, this… this position of leader would be yours." Ouyang Lin scoffed

, retorting angrily, "What do you want? I'm only truly at ease when I'm alone. Who…? " "Go away, you old man."

A deep, aged voice came from behind, seemingly from a great distance, yet the words were audible: "Can't you just let this old fellow have some peace and quiet? Nobody wants to be the leader. Why don't we just disband the Beggars' Sect today? That way I can have less to worry about and a few days of peace."

The beggars all turned around and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Elder Wu! Greetings, Elder Chen!"

The crowd made way, and in front walked an elderly man, his hair and beard all gray, his sallow face covered in wrinkles, his lips sunken, his teeth almost all gone. He wore a brown robe and carried a wooden cane, appearing frail and old, yet he walked with surprising agility. He must have been the one who had spoken.

Behind him was a tall, thin man, wearing tattered blue and black shorts and a t-shirt, with a pair of rusty iron chopsticks tucked into his waistband. His hands and feet were exposed, resembling withered wood; his cheeks were sunken, leaving only skin and bones; his chin was extremely pointed; and his hair was disheveled like straw. From a distance, his face was covered in dust, making it impossible to guess his age. Just looking at his attire made one want to give him a bowl of rice. In the Beggars' Sect, with this appearance, he could probably win the Best Beggar Award.

Seeing Elder Wu arrive, Xiang Yuntian also stepped forward to help him up, respectfully saying to Elder Wu, "Uncle, I really do not wish to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Please choose someone else."

As he spoke, he looked at Ouyang Lin, only to see Ouyang Lin give a delicate snort and turn her head away. Elder Wu, seeing this, was enraged and angrily scolded, "Yun Tian, how could you be so foolish? If you don't deserve it, who does?"

Xiang Yun Tian shook his head and said, "When my father was dying, he passed the leadership to my junior sister. The position of Beggar Clan leader should rightfully belong to her."

Before Elder Wu could speak, Elder Guo pointed at Ouyang Lin and angrily cursed, "This little devil is so clever and mischievous. All she knows is to tease others for her amusement. If she succeeds as leader, who in the clan will accept her?"

The beggars also shouted loudly, "We don't accept it... we don't accept it..."

Elder Chen stroked the iron chopsticks at his waist, his face bitter, and lazily muttered, "One person should inherit the position, and the other should be the one everyone wants. Why not decide by rock-paper-scissors? It would not only save trouble but also show the harmony of our Beggar Clan. Why gather a crowd to plot? It's really noisy!"

Everyone already knew that he was sometimes crazy and sometimes mad, so they didn't bother to look at him. Elder Wen bowed to Elder Wu and said, "Elder Wu, you've troubled us again. Please make a decision; we'll follow your advice."

Elder Wu shook his head helplessly, "I know these two kids' tempers well. What's the use of forcing them?" He sighed again and continued, "The scandals within the gang have been exposed. If they get out, we'll become a laughing stock. When will this stalemate end? In my opinion, we must find another way."

Elder Guo said somewhat unconvinced, "Then what brilliant idea does Elder Wu have?"

Elder Wu glared at him but didn't answer, saying to himself, "Three months later, on the Double Ninth Festival, all beggars will gather at the summit of Mount Tai to hold a martial arts competition. The one with the best skills will become the new leader of the Beggars' Gang."

The arena fell silent. No one responded, but Elder Chen's weak voice rang out, repeatedly chanting, "Making a ruckus, really making a ruckus..."

Elders Wen and Guo nodded in agreement, also thinking this was a good idea. Both men knew that Elder Wu was Xiang Yuntian's mother's uncle, and that he had doted on him since childhood, understanding his character perfectly. They knew he was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and extremely loyal; forcing him would only backfire. Furthermore, in terms of martial arts, who in the gang could rival Xiang Yuntian? The intention behind this move was self-evident. Yet, they still looked at him with some unease.

Elder Wu, knowing their thoughts, sternly addressed Xiang Yuntian and Ouyang Lin: "You two are direct disciples of Ding Tian. If you cheat or dishonestly attempt to cheat in this martial arts competition, I will kill myself by crashing into Ding Tian's grave, do you hear me?"

Although Ouyang Lin was unruly and rebellious, she was grateful and respectful to her late master and had never joked with him. Xiang Yuntian was the same. Moreover, seeing him threaten suicide, the two dared not push their luck further and silently kowtowed in agreement.

Elders Wen and Guo finally calmed down. Although Ouyang Lin was exceptionally talented and skilled with the staff, she was still inferior to Xiang Yuntian. Since Xiang Yuntian had agreed to participate in the martial arts competition with all his might, the position of gang leader was as easy as taking candy from a baby. As they smiled at each other, Elder Guo's eyes flashed as he remembered something, and he hurriedly shouted at Ouyang Lin, "You little devil, where's the Dog-Beating Staff?"

Ouyang Lin glared at him but didn't answer. She walked to Elder Wu's side, whispered a few words, and Elder Wu nodded. He then said to Elder Wen, "The matter of the martial arts competition is entrusted to you and Elder Guo to handle. I will go with this girl to get the Dog-Beating Staff. Let's meet again in Jinan in two months."

Before anyone could respond, Elder Wu slowly approached us, smiling at the four of us. "I am truly sorry for disturbing you all. If you ever need anything from the Beggars' Sect, please don't hesitate to ask. The entire sect will be there without hesitation."

Zhou Zihe and I quickly bowed in return. "Elder, you flatter me. It was just a misunderstanding. We were also at fault; please forgive us."

Elder Wu laughed heartily. "Truly, new talents emerge in every generation. You two young heroes will surely rise to great heights in no time. Why don't you stay at my humble abode for the night, and let this old man properly entertain you?

" Having escaped, how could they dare linger? They quickly declined, saying, "Elder, your hospitality is too kind to refuse, but I have urgent business to attend to and cannot stay any longer. I will visit you another day. Please forgive me."

Elder Wu nodded and smiled, "In that case, we dare not keep you any longer. Goodbye

, everyone." The four returned the greetings and hurriedly left. They had only taken a few steps when they heard a delicate cry behind them. A fairy-like figure floated up, glanced at them shyly, lowered her head with a flushed face, and softly asked, "Uncle, will you come to the martial arts competition?"

Their heart skipped a beat. Looking at her girlish demeanor, they were somewhat mesmerized and could not answer for a long time. Seeing that they did not respond, she looked up at them expectantly, her eyes full of anticipation and unease.

Overjoyed, I wondered if she had fallen for me. For a moment, I forgot the feelings of my two wives, and, completely infatuated, said, "I'll go, I'll definitely go."

Ouyang Lin was overjoyed, and in a moment of excitement, she stepped forward, grabbing my hand and softly saying, "Really? I'll cry if you don't come."

Holding her warm, soft hand, smelling her sweet fragrance, I felt as if I were dreaming. Still savoring the moment, she had already stepped back and left. Fearing she would look down on me, I quickly replied, "Of course, I would never lie to you."

Ouyang Lin didn't reply, but smiled sweetly and ran back, glancing back at me at the courtyard entrance before gracefully entering the house.

My heart was filled with a dreamlike feeling, unsure whether it was real or not. Zhou Zihe laughed beside me, "Brother, you're so lucky! I'm so envious!"

Just as he was about to reply, Shi'er chimed in with a strange tone, "That's right, our Young Master Lin has so many girls adoring him, like butterflies fluttering in the sky!" (Gift!) The text appears to be a jumbled collection of keywords and phrases related to a male enhancement spray, premature ejaculation, and

a sudden chill. A sense of unease washes over me, and I rush to Shi'er's side, giggling, "Don't you think my darling Shi'er loves excitement? Imagine the scene of ten thousand beggars gathering to choose a new leader! It sounds incredibly lively, doesn't it?"

Shi'er glares at me, scolding, "Don't try to fool me. It's just a bunch of stinking beggars choosing a leader. What's so interesting about that? I think you just like Ouyang Lin because she's beautiful. Why wait until the Double Ninth Festival? You can go find her now!"

I plead with a pained expression, "Even if Ouyang Lin is beautiful, she can't compare to you, my wife. Shi'er, you're overthinking it."

I glance at Xue'er, hoping she would put in a good word for me. But she just smiles coyly, glancing aside, completely ignoring the situation. Seeing her like this, I became even more anxious and had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Xue'er, don't you think so?"

Xue'er pretended to wake from a dream, still secretly smiling, "Hmm? Oh! I think that Miss Ouyang is quite nice. Husband, why don't you think about it again and take this opportunity to bring her into your household, so I can have another little sister."

I felt dizzy; Xue'er wasn't helping me at all, she was clearly adding fuel to the fire. Shi'er gave a soft snort, glared at me fiercely, and took Xue'er's arm and left.

I was anxiously about to go forward when a little beggar chased after us and called out to us. Xue'er and Shi'er also turned around, seeing the little beggar hand a letter to me respectfully, saying, "Miss Ouyang instructed me to give this to Young Master Lin." He

then bowed and left. Shi'er, standing beside me, said sourly, "Oh, it's only been a short while, and the love letter has already arrived. She must be reluctant to part with you, wanting you to return home to reunite with your family."

I could only give her an awkward smile and quickly opened the letter. It read, neatly written: "The Tranquil Jade Half-Jade, exquisite and translucent, dazzling in its brilliance, is greatly admired by my younger sister. Therefore, I borrow it for a few days to admire and play with it. Upon our reunion, I will surely return it intact."

My body trembled; I thought to myself, "No way!" I hurriedly searched my person, but indeed, I couldn't find the Tranquil Jade Half-Jade. A chill ran down my spine as I realized I'd been tricked again. I slapped my forehead hard, filled with regret. How could I have been so careless, always being manipulated by her?

She thought it was my dashing appearance that made her fall in love with me, but it turns out I was just deluding myself, being played and secretly pleased with myself. Anger and sorrow churned within me, leaving me in a state of turmoil.

Seeing my drastic change in expression, Shi'er, despite her anger, couldn't help but walk over to me with Xue'er and ask with concern, "What's wrong?"

I gave a self-deprecating smile and handed her the letter, saying, "Don't be jealous anymore. Your husband isn't that lucky."

Shi'er took it, glanced at it, and her eyes immediately turned red. She crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it on the ground, angrily saying, "That bastard Ouyang Lin! How dare she toy with your feelings like this! I'm going to find her!"

Saying this, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush back when, fortunately, Xue'er was quick-witted and grabbed her, saying, "If you go back like this, how will your husband ever be able to hold his head high in front of the Beggars' Sect heroes again?"

The young master of the Southern Alliance's personal belongings had been stolen twice by a girl who wasn't even twenty yet. If this got out, wouldn't everyone laugh their heads off?

Shi'er looked at me with pity, her previous stubbornness completely replaced by tenderness. She gently pressed my hand and comforted me, "Husband, I'm sorry. Shi'er will never be jealous again. Don't be sad, okay?"

My heart warmed, and I shook my head with a smile, "She's not worth my sadness. I was just angry. Don't expect me to fall for her tricks again."

Xue'er also came to my side, gently patting my back and softly saying, "You're just a young girl, don't take it to heart. Shi'er and I are here with you."

The tightness in my chest immediately dissipated, and I smiled slightly at her, "Of course, my heart is as calm as a still pond. " "Yang, how could he hold a grudge over this?"

Seeing that I was feeling better, Shi'er asked, "Then what should we do with the Jingxin Jade? Should we sneak in tonight and steal it back?"

I was about to agree when Zhou Zihe spoke up, "That's not a good idea. The Beggars' Sect is the largest sect in the martial arts world; how can they allow us to act so recklessly? Besides, there are many experts in the sect. Not to mention that we don't know where the Jingxin Jade is hidden, just getting in and out is already extremely difficult. We shouldn't let a misunderstanding damage our friendship."

I nodded repeatedly, feeling that what he said made a lot of sense. But if stealing it at night didn't work, and going to their door to ask for it back didn't work either, then what should we do? While we were making our plans, Zhou Zihe said, "In my opinion, we should follow the letter's advice and force her to return it three months later at the summit of Mount Tai."

I shook my head helplessly, still worried that Shi'er might misunderstand, and looked at her. She patted my shoulder heavily and said, "I'm not that petty. I'll teach her a lesson then."

I felt relieved and sighed, "We can only let her lead us by the nose."

As she spoke, Shi'er patted my shoulder heavily again and said, "Alright, let's put that aside for now. Let's find somewhere to eat quickly, we're starving."

Everyone smiled at each other, but then Xue'er said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a good place."

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In the south of Hangzhou, there is a famous restaurant called "Wuhu Tower." This building has stood in Hangzhou since the Yuan Dynasty. Over a hundred years, through two dynasties, it has remained unchanged through wind and rain, attracting countless people from all over the country. The reason it has endured and become famous throughout the world, aside from its grand scale and luxurious extravagance, lies in a unique charm that is hard to find elsewhere.

It turns out that all those gathered here are martial arts practitioners, and the host has a master known as "Knowing the World".

He resides in the building daily, yet possesses profound knowledge of the entire martial world. Everything he speaks of is absolutely true and accurate.

Therefore, wandering swordsmen and scholars from all directions flock to "Wuhu Tower" to observe and hear his "knowledge of the world," otherwise they would be unworthy of being called martial artists.

At this moment, just past dusk, "Wuhu Tower" is already packed with guests. Fortunately, we could afford it, and the waiter helped us find a secluded seat.

After casually ordering a few famous Jiangnan dishes, they all looked up at a scholar-like man on the second floor. Dressed in a blue robe and hat, with a long beard and a thin face, he appeared to be around fifty years old, yet his voice was remarkably robust. He held a folding fan in his hand and spoke calmly and unhurriedly: "In today's world, if Luo Haotian, the leader of the Northern Alliance, claims to be second in swordsmanship, I fear no one would dare claim to be first. This is true now, in three years, and in five years, but in ten years, that may not be the case. This is because Luo Haotian has a son who surpasses his father: Luo Qiong!

This Luo Qiong is extraordinary. He and Qiu Lanyu of the Southern Alliance are like north and south, one wielding a sword and the other a saber, their skills shining brightly. At only twenty-three, he has already mastered the 'Xi Zhen Jiu Zhou' swordsmanship, his voice echoing throughout the land, few can rival him. In just ten years, he will surely surpass his father's current level of skill.

What is perplexing is that such a promising and talented person actually severed his worldly ties and converted to Buddhism this February in a small temple on the outskirts of Tianjin." From then on, he was banished from the martial arts world, disappearing into obscurity. Not only was his promising future ruined, but it's feared that in a few decades, the once-dominant "Xi Zhen Jiu Zhou" sword technique would also become a thing of the past.

He sighed, then picked up a cup of hot tea and drank it. Everyone felt it was a pity and pressed him for answers. I shared their sentiments and wanted to cheer, but since my back was to the podium, I had to turn around to shout naturally.

My neck was starting to ache from standing for so long, so I simply stood up, walked between Xue'er and Shi'er, and sat down, squeezing them aside slightly. I chuckled, "It's clearer and more comfortable this way."

They both glanced at me and smiled sweetly. I was pleased, but I didn't realize I had pushed Shi'er next to Zhou Zihe. Suddenly, Shi'er cried out. I thought I was pressing down on her and quickly asked what was wrong. She blushed, lowered her head, shook it gently, and then ignored me.

Before I could ask any more questions, the waiter brought out dishes and wine one after another: "West Lake Vinegar Fish," "Young Chicken," "Longjing Shrimp," "Dongpo Pork," "Hangzhou Soy Sauce Duck," and "Water Shield Soup." Seeing this, my mouth watered, and my stomach rumbled. Without a word, I began to devour the food.

At this moment, "Knowing the World" slammed the wooden board on the stage, waving his paper fan and continuing with a laugh: "Now let's talk about something light. This evening, a strange thing happened in front of the 'Moon-Viewing Pavilion' at West Lake. Three fairies fought in front of the pavilion. The fairies wore red, white, and green robes, and all three were as beautiful as celestial beings, leaving everyone present me mesmerized. The three

fairies fought fiercely, their battle as intense as a military clash.

Their red robes were like a sky full of crimson clouds, their white robes like falling snow, and their green robes like rippling blue waves. Their beauty and allure were truly beyond words."

The three fought their way from the Moon-Viewing Pavilion on West Lake to the Ten Brocade Pavilion in the north of the city, battling fiercely for two whole hours. Yet, the three fairies showed no signs of fatigue, demonstrating that their skills had reached a transcendent level

– truly remarkable. According to A-Gui, the waiter at the Moon-Viewing Pavilion, he had lived in Hangzhou for thirty years and only today truly understood the meaning of "beauty that could shame the moon and shame the flowers," and

"beauty that could topple kingdoms." He said that when he saw the three fairies, he was utterly astonished; they were not human, and where in the mortal world could such exquisite beauty be found? Even a fairy descending to earth could not compare. "Knowing the World" licked his dry lips, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. The people below couldn't wait any longer and immediately pressed, "And then what happened? Who won?"

"That's right, tell us quickly! Where did the three fairies go afterward? Tell us so we can feast our eyes!"

"Knowing the World" calmly put down his teacup, ignoring the noise below, and gestured with his hand in the air, signaling everyone to be quiet.

The hall fell silent immediately. "Knowing the World" continued, "These three beauties fought for a full half hour in front of the Ten Brocade Pavilion, but they couldn't determine a winner. In the end, the three fairies ascended to heaven on clouds and disappeared into the vast sky."

The audience gasped again, but I laughed and said, "It seems this 'Knowing the World' isn't very honest. However, it's true that my two beloved wives are as beautiful as celestial beings."

Xue'er spat at me and giggled, "You shameless bastard!"

I chuckled and looked at "Knowing the World," saying, "This old man is at most fifty years old, but the tradition of 'Wuhu Tower' has been around for over a hundred years. How is that possible?"

Xue'er gently stroked the back of my hand and smiled, "I knew you'd ask. The first 'Knowing the World' passed away sixty years ago. This is his grandson. The title has been passed down through generations, and he is the third person to be a judge at 'Wuhu Tower.'" I nodded and smiled, "

I see. Then let's hear what other strange tales this third 'Knowledgeable One' has to tell us."

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Lin Xuan and Xue'er listened with gusto at the table, while Shi'er and Zhou Zihe made a ruckus under the table.

At this moment, Shi'er had already lifted her skirt, her long, slender legs slightly parted, allowing Zhou Zihe's rough hand to roam between her legs. Her beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, was lowered, her breath hot and disordered, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, desperately trying to suppress her rapidly beating heartbeat, her teeth clenched, her snow-white body trembling slightly. Her

husband was still sitting beside her, already doing this shameful thing with the man she had just met today. A little caress was enough to make her lose control, allowing him to do as he pleased. Although she had tried to stop him several times, it was to no avail. Thinking of his dashing figure today, saving his lover from danger, his every move so elegant, she couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

After much deliberation, she realized he had been kind to her and she shouldn't be ungrateful. She steeled herself, intending to repay his kindness, and reluctantly submitted. She shifted all responsibility to appease her guilty conscience, unaware that it was her nature to be so sensitive and prone to lust that she found it difficult.

Zhou Zihe watched with amusement, his desire for Shi'er already hardening. He boldly unbuckled his belt, took Shi'er's soft hand, and grasped his erection.

Shi'er felt a surge of heat, glanced at his crotch, bit her lip, and began to masturbate involuntarily. Zhou Zihe secretly rejoiced, having already replaced one finger with two.

Shi'er, caught off guard, unconsciously grabbed Lin Xuan's arm with her other hand, startling both of them. Lin Xuan merely glanced at her, gently stroked Shi'er's snowy face, and chuckled, "Don't be shy, someone's praising you."

This nearly made Shi'er faint from fright, but her juices flowed like a burst dam, soaking the ground in front of her. Stealing a glance at her husband, she saw he was still intently listening to the commentary on stage, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. She

glared fiercely at Zhou Zihe and slapped his penis hard. Zhou Zihe felt pain in his lower body, but he didn't repent. He grinned wickedly at Shi'er and gently touched her delicate clitoris with his little finger. At this moment, her clitoris was swollen and erect, unable to withstand the teasing. Moreover, the sudden attack finally made her unable to bear it. Her body trembled, and she cried out, startling Zhou Zihe, who quickly withdrew his hand from his crotch.

Hearing this, Lin Xuan turned around and saw Shi'er's face flushed and her soft breathing. He quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Shi'er gently shook her head and said softly with a charming smile, "No, I'm perfectly comfortable."

Lin Xuan was slightly relieved, but when he looked up, he saw Zhou Zihe carefully eating his index and middle fingers. He laughed and said, "Brother Zhou, is this young chicken really that delicious that you find it so unforgettable?"

Zhou Zihe replied while licking his fingers, "It's juicy and tender; I'll probably never forget it."

Lin Xuan nodded and smiled, "Then Brother Zhou, please eat more. Today I'm treating, so don't be shy."

Zhou Zihe put down his fingers, which had been licked clean, and laughed, "Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely eat her to my heart's content."

Shi'er understood the implication in his words and secretly felt embarrassed. She slapped his penis again, making Zhou Zihe almost jump up in pain. Seeing Lin Xuan's gaze return to the table, he thrust his fingers into her glistening flower cave again, even more rapidly and deeply than before. Shi'er felt numb and weak all over

, her limbs trembling. Her cave felt like it was being gnawed by ants, and the water kept flowing. How could she endure such thrusting? Just as she was about to collapse, she suddenly braced herself against the table and stood up, pulling Zhou Zihe's fingers out of her cave.

Zhou Zihe was shocked, thinking she must be angry. He quickly withdrew his fingers and fastened his belt, unsure of what to do. Just then, he heard Shi'er whisper to Lin Xuan, "Husband, you eat first. It's too stuffy in here. Shi'er is going out for some fresh air."

Lin Xuan nodded in agreement and didn't ask any further questions. Shi'er, however, secretly hooked her hand in Zhou Zihe's palm, turned back, gave him a charming wink, and then slowly walked towards the door.

Chapter 19: The Mysterious Maiden's Disciple .

It has been discovered that some enthusiastic readers find the progress of this humble story somewhat abrupt (especially Shi'er).

Therefore, from now on, this story will be renamed "The Abrupt Young Master Green." Alright, Chapter Nineteen begins.

On the stage, "Knowing the World" struck his wooden tablet again and said solemnly, "Whether the three fairies in front of the Moon-Viewing Pavilion are truly as captivating as the legends say, this old man does not know. However, there is one woman whose beauty surpasses all others, and this old man is certain of it. This woman is Yu Zhiyao, a member of the 'Mysterious Maiden Sect,' who has been hiding in the martial world for decades."

Upon hearing the words "Mysterious Maiden Sect," Xue'er and I were both startled, exchanged a glance, and then listened carefully. "Knowing the World" took a sip of tea and continued, "Let's talk about the 'Mysterious Maiden Sect.' This sect rose to prominence fifty years ago, but in just three short years, it turned the martial world upside down. Fortunately, the righteous path was not lacking in capable and powerful figures, and after three years of dominance, it was finally wiped out by Feng Qingyun, one of the 'Four Eccentrics.'

Presumably, this evil sect feared Feng Qingyun and had to hide away to avoid his sharp edge. Fifty years later, it has reappeared in the martial world, and it is bound to stir up another storm." The martial world today is vastly different from what it once was. Countless heroes have emerged, their skills surpassing even the heavens, and rising talents abound like carp crossing a river. What can a small sect like the "Mysterious Maiden Sect" possibly achieve?

Yet, despite this, Yu Zhiyao is incredibly strange. Using some unknown sorcery, this young woman, not yet twenty, has consecutively killed numerous martial arts masters, including Wu Yingzhi, the leader of the "Diancang Sect," Wu Cheng, the head of the "Guanghu Sect," Lu Zigen, the leader of the "Taiyi Sword Sect," Long Zeyang, the leader of the "Shuanglong Gang," and his deputy, Long Zegang, among others. To date, thirty-eight top-tier fighters have suffered a

crushing defeat at her hands. Martial arts duels are commonplace in the martial world, and victory and defeat are merely part of the game. What is truly appalling is that all those who have fought her have perished at her hands, without exception. Even more despicable is that those she has killed are always burned alive by her. "The dead are gone, yet she is still so wantonly insulted. Her beauty, though like a fairy, is wasted; she was ultimately nothing more than a vicious woman with a heart of a serpent.

All heroes present, if you encounter her in the future, be extremely careful. Remember not to be captivated by her beauty, lest she take advantage of you. But if you can rid the martial world of this great scourge, it will be a great achievement, and you will surely be revered by all, your name forever remembered."

Filled with doubt and unease, he leaned close to Xue'er and whispered, "Is it true? This is too unbelievable. I haven't heard of the 'Mysterious Maiden Sect' or 'Yu Zhiyao' in the past six months. Logically, this should be a major event that has shaken the martial world; how come we've only heard of it now?" Xue'er

nodded and lowered her voice, saying, "It's probably half true and half false. It must have been embellished, otherwise how could it be so exciting? But the fact that the 'Mysterious Maiden Sect' has reappeared in the martial world is definitely true. The 'Wuhu Tower' is renowned throughout the north and south, how could they allow him to make up stories and exaggerate?"

Xue'er gently stroked the Mysterious Maiden Scripture in her arms and said, "If it's really as he says, then what a mysterious technique this Mysterious Maiden Scripture must be. He was not even twenty years old yet, and he was able to defeat Wu Yingzhi, Wu Cheng, and others one after another. These are all big figures who have dominated the martial world for decades. No wonder 'Knowing the World' called it a sorcery." I

chuckled, stroking her slender thigh, and said, "Then you'd better hurry up and master this skill. In the future, your husband will need your protection."

Xue'er glared at me and laughed, "Have you no shame? A grown man saying such things to a frail little woman like me, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by your fellow practitioners?"

I secretly moved my hand under her skirt, my roguish expression growing even more pronounced, "I clearly remember a 'frail' little woman who once said she would protect me to the death. Tell me, who is she?"

Xue'er's jade-like face flushed, and she quickly changed the subject with a smile, "Who knows? Anyway, I didn't say. Oh, where did Sister Shi'er go?"

Taking advantage of Xue'er's shyness, I had already quietly slipped my hand under her gauze skirt. Looking around, I remembered what Shi'er had said earlier: "She said she felt stuffy and went to get some fresh air. Hmm? When did Brother Zhou leave?"

Xue'er shook her head and continued looking at the stage, saying, "He must have had something to do and left. No need to pay attention to him. Let's eat first, and we can order more later if we're not full."

I nodded in agreement, my hand already on Xue'er's flower garden, still so smooth and delicate. Just as I was thinking about how to advance, Xue'er slapped me hard, looking at me and whispering, "Still not enough? There's no big tree for you to hide under here." I

secretly cried out in pain and quickly pulled my hand back, only to see that she had already gotten up and sat down. My heart sank; afraid that she was really angry, I had no choice but to give up.

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Shi'er pulled Zhou Zihe along a fast walk, and found an empty room in the backyard before they went in together. Seeing that the room was simply furnished, with a table and three beds crammed into the small room, it must have been the living quarters of a waiter or cook at "Wuhu Tower".

Both were burning with desire, and had no time to worry about such things. Upon entering the room, Shi'er pressed Zhou Zihe down onto the bed, straddling his waist. She offered him a kiss, panting softly, their kisses becoming a blur, their lips and noses glistening with their saliva.

Shi'er's hands didn't stop; she pulled down her trousers, revealing a stiff, steel-like penis, and swung it from side to side towards her vulva. But the more she tried, the less she could reach it. Annoyed, she sat up, aimed at the massive shaft, and with a slight lift of her hips, squeezed it into her wet, glistening vulva, saying in a coquettish voice, "Hmph! You little rascal, I'll devour you in one bite."

Zhou Zihe trembled; the tip of his penis was brushed by Shi'er's soft pubic hair, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through his body, causing his spine to involuntarily spring back. He felt a surge of energy, and as he secretly breathed a sigh of pleasure, his glans was tightly gripped by a soft mass of flesh.

Zhou Zihe's blood surged with desire, a warm current rushing to his lower body, causing his chest to throb wildly. He knew the long-awaited pleasure was about to come, yet dared not be hasty and anger his beloved. He could only observe patiently, waiting for the opportune moment to indulge in his lust.

Shi'er held her breath, her brows furrowed slightly, and with a powerful thrust of her hips, she slowly swallowed his penis. Her nectar flowed down, soaking Zhou Zihe's lower abdomen with a sticky sheen.

The glans was round and swollen, enormous, scraping against the tender flesh inside, sending shivers of pleasure through him. A tingling sensation ran through her, and she spat out another mouthful of fluid onto the glans. Shi'er felt a slight strain and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying... How can it be so big... Hmm... It's torturing me... Ugh!"

Zhou Zihe felt that Shi'er's vagina was tender and slippery, incredibly tight, and her abundant vaginal fluids would occasionally splatter hot against his glans. Fortunately, he had strong internal energy and could still control himself; otherwise, with such natural allure, who could resist?

Seeing her delicate and charming face, her soft and frail figure, and her seductive charm, he couldn't help but praise in a trembling voice, "Shi'er, it's really killing me inside! The semen is gushing out, it's scalding hot!"

Shi'er smiled sweetly, giving him a flirtatious glance, and said in a sweet voice, "Then you'd better hold on a bit, or you'll burn me to death."

Her bright, watery eyes stared intently at the fleshy rod that was slowly entering her, exclaiming in amazement at how incredibly long it was, feeling both love and fear. Finally, it could go no further, but a small part was still outside.

Shi'er let out a long moan, as if her whole body had gone limp, a full, swelling sensation filling her heart. She hadn't expected that her lustful heart would be taken by him on the very first thrust. Her heart pounded, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at the person beneath her, fearing what would happen if he became addicted. Immediately, she braced her hands on his chest, her snowy buttocks swaying rapidly, her tender orifice gripping the huge rod as it heaved and pounded.

Zhou Zihe never imagined that such a beautiful and pure person could be so lewd and unrestrained, so impatient. He had spent a night tormented, hoping for a chance to subdue her, but unexpectedly, the beauty threw herself into his arms, luring him to steal a moment of pleasure. His joy was indescribable.

Seeing the fairy gazing at him with such affection, what he felt was far more than just physical satisfaction. His heart overflowed with emotion; in all his years, he had never been so infatuated with a woman. Though he regretted that they were not destined to be together in this life, what did it matter if he received one night of her tenderness? In an instant, he no longer wanted to think about anything else—whether she was already married, whether she loved him, or any sense of chivalry, propriety, or morality. Now she belonged only to him; tonight, he was her husband.

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After a satisfying meal, looking at the leftovers on the table, he felt utterly content. Half an hour had passed before we knew it, but Shi'er still hadn't returned. A growing worry crept in. "Shi'er, why have you been gone so long? I'll go outside and see."

Seeing me get up, Xue'er stood up too, taking my hand. "She must have seen something interesting and forgotten to come back. Let's go together."

Stepping outside, the street was indeed bustling with activity, a constant stream of people, vendors hawking their wares, offering all sorts of snacks and trinkets. No wonder Shi'er was so engrossed; I wouldn't want to leave either. We exchanged a smile and then plunged into the crowd with Xue'er.

But after wandering around the streets for a while, we still couldn't find Shi'er. Growing increasingly anxious, I wondered if she'd run into some bad people. With Shi'er's stunning beauty, she was always the center of attention. What would she do if some lecherous rogue tried to harm her? How would she, so slender and frail, possibly cope? If the thief were to force himself on her, she, always so virtuous and proud, would surely resist to the death. And I, being so far away, would be powerless to help her; wouldn't she be in unbearable pain?

I felt a deep self-reproach; as a husband, I couldn't protect my beloved wife at all times. I had wasted my life. A feeling of emptiness, dejection, and regret washed over me

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Seeing her small hand suddenly tighten in my grasp, Xue'er guessed my thoughts and softly comforted me, "Don't worry, you search first

. I'll go back to 'Wuhu Tower' and see if she's looking for us too." My heart pounded with anxiety, but I didn't think much of it and nodded. I wandered alone in the bustling city for a while before suddenly realizing I might lose Xue'er too. I slapped my forehead and hurried towards "Wuhu Tower."

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Shi'er's eyes were glazed, her black hair disheveled, and her heavy breathing seemed to boil the air in the room. Zhou Zihe had stripped them of all their clothes, leaving them both naked.

Shi'er was now pinned to the bed by Zhou Zihe, her long, slender feet pulled up and pressed against her chest. Her breasts were full and swollen, covered in kisses and teeth marks, suggesting they had been thoroughly enjoyed by Zhou Zihe.

Her knees pressed against her large breasts, making them appear even rounder and firmer. Her heels rested limply on Zhou Zihe's shoulders, swaying wildly with each thrust, her toes pointed, adding to her alluring charm.

Her vulva was wide open, the tender flesh inside spilling out with each thrust of his penis, splattering her juices across the bed. If the owner of the bed knew that this fluid came from the vulva of such a stunning beauty, he probably would never want to wash the sheets again.

His massive penis rose and fell powerfully, each thrust reaching deep inside, the remaining portion outside now fully inserted. Shi'er's jade-like buttocks dangled in the air, delicate and frail. Each thrust sent shivers through her snowy thighs and trembling buttocks. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, moaning, "Mmm...you're killing me...you're so cruel...if I'd known you were this good...ah...I would have run far, far away."

Zhou Zihe was also lost in passion, his erect penis bulging with veins, its base glistening with white foam, adding to the lewdness.

Her vulva overflowed with lustful fluids, the two pale pink labia dazzlingly beautiful. With each deep thrust, he didn't forget to take in the beautiful scenery beneath her.

He panted heavily and chuckled wickedly, "That won't do. If I really ruin my sister, how will I explain it to Brother Lin? I'll take it slow. Maybe one day my sister will come looking for me because I cherish her."

He then gently thrust his penis in and out, the glans only entering the opening slowly, while his other hand grasped and caressed one of her tender breasts.

This really annoyed Shi'er. The emptiness in her lower body surged like a tidal wave, and the tingling and itching deep inside her flower core was unbearable. She grabbed Zhou Zihe's arm and said wildly, "Hmm... teasing... just teasing you... come on hard... let Shi'er lose herself again... from now on, I'll come to you every night... hmm..."

Zhou Zihe's eyes lit up, and he grabbed her buttocks with both hands, thrusting hard into her honey hole, going straight for the core. His lower abdomen was pressed tightly against her entrance, leaving no gap. "Is that really true? Then I, Zhou, will have to work hard

. But this way, I'm a little sorry for Brother Lin." Shi'er felt as if her flower core had been opened up by his thrust, penetrating even deeper. She felt dizzy and almost fainted from pleasure. At this moment, she only hoped he would use more force, and that she would really faint: "You...you've already done this to me...how can you still be so shameless to him...um...you don't know...that man isn't even half as good as you in bed...he lost his way in no time...you're so amazing...how could I bear to part with you in the future...ah..."

Hearing her say this, Zhou Zihe no longer showed any pity, and thrust his huge penis straight into her flower core. Shi'er's moans and groans continued, and after his frenzied onslaught, her vaginal opening felt sore and weak again, and she knew she was about to ejaculate again. She quickly contracted her snowy belly, trying to hold onto his penis, hoping he would also succumb: "um...you've pierced my flower core...ah...it's reached my uterus...um...faster...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Zhou Zihe suddenly felt the vaginal muscles tighten, drawing his semen to flow. He busily circulated his internal energy to lock in his semen, while still desperately thrusting forward, and the semen remained as solid as a mountain, not a drop leaking out. Shi'er never expected him to have such a move. After dozens of thrusts, her body trembled and her lower abdomen quivered as she lost control.

She felt as if she'd been pulled from water, drenched in fragrant sweat, panting softly. Just as she was dazed, Zhou Zihe picked her up and, with a quick turn, made her kneel on the bed. She gently tucked her loose hair behind her ear, glanced back at Zhou Zihe with a resentful look, and said coquettishly, "Why aren't you here yet… I've already lost control three times… If you keep playing like this, I'll die… Please let me up… Let's rest a bit before we play again."

Zhou Zihe ignored her. Seeing her snow-white buttocks raised high, her anus and vulva both red and tender, glistening with a sweet fragrance, overflowing with vaginal fluid, thick semen flowing from her vulva to her clitoris, and then slowly dripping down,

he couldn't resist such a beautiful sight. His glans aimed at her tender jade, and without hesitation, he thrust into her. Shi'er let out a soft moan, turning her head back in a trembling voice to complain, "Um...you bad man...are you only satisfied when you've ruined me?"

Zhou Zihe seemed oblivious, his waist and hips straining as he thrust forward with all his might, nearly twice as fiercely as before. Shi'er, still warm from her climax, felt a tingling, intense sensitivity within her. Such rapid thrusting was unbearable; she quickly reached out and hooked her arm around Zhou Zihe's, pleading pitifully, "Ah...no...this will kill me...um...please hurry...I...I'll let you ejaculate inside me, okay!"

Zhou Zihe was a compassionate man, a chivalrous hero who always stood up for what was right. But Shi'er's alluring beauty was enough to make even a high-ranking monk break his vows, let alone a young, vigorous man.

Zhou Zihe breathed heavily, his eyes already bloodshot, his hands gripping Shi'er's white thighs tightly.

The penis thrust in and out, each stroke penetrating deep into her flower's heart, using every ounce of strength it took, causing Shi'er's hair and breasts to tremble in disarray.

Seeing her plump buttocks high in the air, with a particularly alluring pink patch, he couldn't resist and gently kneaded the moist folds with a finger. Unexpectedly, the entrance to her vagina was slippery, and with a little force, his thumb was able to penetrate halfway.

Her anus was already wet with nectar, and Shi'er was no novice; with proper lubrication and skillful manipulation, it easily broke through.

Zhou Zihe was startled; while her rear was attacked, her front became even tighter, his thumb and penis throbbing unbearably.

Afraid of truly damaging her, he dared not move his thumb further after only a short distance. Little did he know that Shi'er had reached her most beautiful moment. Her waist twisted sharply, her snowy buttocks swayed wildly, and she cried out in response to Zhou Zihe's thrusts, "Ugh...you...why are you inserting it into my back...um...I...I can't stand that...ugh...so good...go in...go in a little more...ah...so...so comfortable...faster...faster, fuck Shi'er until she's broken...ah...just kill Shi'er...ah..."

With a loud cry, the flesh inside her vagina tightly contracted, gripping his penis with a tense grip. Then a stream of hot fluid gushed down, sticky and viscous, flowing down the shaft and gushing out from the crevice of her vulva, instantly turning the hair between their lower abdomens white and sticky.

Zhou Zihe was mesmerized, and in his daze, he saw her snowy belly contract, her buttocks arch, and she shuddered again, her tender vulva clenching, his spine going numb, and his penis swelling rapidly. He quickly gathered his mind and regulated his breathing, barely managing not to ejaculate.

Looking at Shi'er again, he saw her snow-white body trembling frequently, her pretty face buried in the blankets, her flower-like opening contracting and releasing, her tender yin essence still gushing out. She must have been utterly exhausted this time.

Zhou Zihe felt a pang of tenderness and guilt. Seeing Shi'er limp and powerless beneath him, her fair skin glistening with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, her vibrant red like a lotus emerging from water,

he wanted to wait for her to catch her breath before continuing his lewd acts. But after waiting a while and seeing no movement from her, he panicked and quickly embraced her slender waist, gently lifting her up.

Shi'er let out a soft moan, her jade-like back pressed against his chest, her snow-white buttocks nestled against his lower abdomen, her delicate body held firmly in his arms. The only constant was that his penis remained fully inserted inside her honeyed opening.

Shi'er glanced back at him, her delicate face flushed with shyness. She gently bit her full lips and said softly, "So it doesn't matter if she's not your wife? You only feel happy when she's completely humiliated and makes you see her in such an embarrassing way? What are you still holding her for? Let her up quickly." Seeing that she was alright, Zhou Zihe felt a great weight lifted from his heart. He laughed heartily in her ear, "Sister, your celestial body is probably only something Brother Lin and I have had the good fortune to see in this life, but this seductive beauty is destined to be enjoyed by Zhou alone. I'm afraid even in ten years, Brother Lin will be able to..." "Now that things have come to this, it's true, isn't it?"

Shi'er smiled sweetly, pressing his thigh as if to sit away, then spat out, "He's just being reluctant, my husband is taking pity on her, unlike you who's so heartless."

Seeing her get up, Zhou Zihe quickly pulled her back into his arms, chuckling, "Let's sit like this, it's comfortable for you and for me."

Shi'er rolled her eyes at him and smiled seductively, "It's not comfortable at all, it's uncomfortable being pushed like this, you should put me down."

Zhou Zihe gently blew into her ear, his hands wrapping around her large breasts, and with a forceful thrust of his hips, he repeatedly pushed upwards. Shi'er immediately trembled, her hands grabbing his large hands that were grasping her ample breasts. Her eyes were full of pleading and fear as she looked back at Zhou Zihe, begging, "Um...no...no...Shi'er will let you hold on."

Zhou Zihe was secretly pleased, seeing her weak and pitiful appearance, he also felt reluctant to let her go. He quickly stopped his movements and grinned mischievously at Shi'er, "Then tell me, is it comfortable or uncomfortable to be pressed like this?" Shi'er

glared at him, then chuckled, "You bad man, it's comfortable...comfortable, okay?"

Shi'er paused for a moment, her bright eyes darting around as she secretly glanced at Zhou Zihe. She lowered her head again, blushing shyly, and said, "But you're really amazing! What method did you use? Every time I saw you about to give up, you always managed to pull through, and you didn't soften at all. You should teach me, so my husband can learn too."

Zhou Zihe's hands were still gripping her breasts as he looked at Shi'er's pretty face and said, "That won't do. If your husband learns it, how will you ever come to me again? No, no."

Shi'er's face hardened, and she said with a slight reproach, "Fine, don't teach me then. But don't even think about touching me again. Let me up now."

Seeing that she was truly angry, Zhou Zihe felt a sudden panic. Thinking of his own debauchery and his disregard for the code of the martial world, he felt it was no harm to let him receive some benefits. He quickly coaxed her gently, "Alright, alright, I'll teach you."

He pulled a booklet from his pile of clothes and said solemnly, "The internal strength of our Huashan Sect is unparalleled in the world, and the 'Purple Cloud Divine Skill' is renowned throughout the martial arts world, revered by countless heroes. In the past few years, I've traveled far and wide, and from this, I've also comprehended some techniques.

This is the 'Rising Sun Skill,' which I evolved from the 'Purple Cloud Divine Skill.' I believe its power is no less than the 'Purple Cloud Divine Skill,' and now I'm giving it to you. Your husband only needs to master the first three levels, and from now on, he can completely subdue you in this bed."

Shi'er was overjoyed, ashamed of his bluntness, but still kissed him on the lips. She quickly took the booklet, somewhat incredulous that he would give away such a precious skill: "You really want to give away this 'Rising Sun Skill'?" "Once it's in my hands, if you regret it later, it'll be difficult to get it back."

Zhou Zihe smiled slightly and hugged Shi'er even tighter. "Sister Shi'er, you are a beauty of unparalleled grace, yet you were willing to spend a night with me. What is a mere 'Morning Sun Technique' compared to that? I'm afraid even Brother Lin might not care for it. But if he finds out about what you and I have done, even if I offered my head, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his pain."

Shi'er sighed softly, thinking that others knew what shame was and even felt guilty for their husbands. But she herself had repeatedly failed to repent, indulging in lust and committing these acts of debauchery several times. Even if her husband never knew, could her conscience bear it? How could she face her husband with a clear conscience every day?

Seeing Shi'er lower her head and remain silent, Zhou Zihe secretly regretted his slip of the tongue that had stirred her emotions. He turned her around to face him, gripped her snowy buttocks tightly with both hands, and began thrusting into her honeyed orifice again, saying softly, "The deed is done, why bother with anything else? It's all Brother Zhou's fault, sister, please don't blame yourself."

Shi'er raised her head, her eyes red and choked with sobs, and whispered, "I regret it so much, I should never have come here with you."

Seeing her expression, Zhou Zihe felt a pang of pain in his internal organs, and quickly stopped his movements to comfort her, saying, "Just this once, I will never dare to do it again."

Shi'er listened, slowly nodding, closing her eyes, and silently thinking of her husband, she murmured: Just this once, I will never let you down again.

She wrapped her arms around Zhou Zihe's neck, her hips swaying gently again. She looked up, her former gloom gone, replaced by a captivating smile: "I won't do it again. You have to finish this time, okay?"

Zhou Zihe smiled brightly, lowered his head and took Shi'er's sweet tongue into his mouth, his lower body unleashing its full power, thrusting wildly into her ravaged, glistening flower-like opening. The room was instantly filled with the vibrant colors of spring once more.

Unbeknownst to the two, this scene also caused a person outside to pant heavily…

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Back at “Wuhu Tower,” I searched the surroundings. Not only was Shi’er missing, but even Xue’er was nowhere to be found. Growing increasingly anxious, I grabbed a waiter and asked, “Have you seen two young ladies, one in white and the other in red, both under twenty and beautiful?”

The waiter chuckled, looked me up and down, and said, “Why don’t you look for the one in blue? You should ask A-Gui at Guanyue Tower; he might know.”

Already annoyed at not finding Xue’er and Shi’er, this ignorant waiter dared to mock me; my anger flared… A slap landed on his face, then he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, yelling, "Try smiling again! I asked you if you saw a girl in white and a girl in red, can't you answer?"

The waiter covered his mouth, looking panicked, and quickly begged for mercy, "Sir, sir, I remember now, I think I saw a girl in white, with a face like a fairy, going to the backyard. Why don't you go take a look?"

Thinking that he hadn't been to the backyard, perhaps Xue'er and Shi'er were there, he didn't bother arguing with the waiter, leaving him aside and running towards the backyard.

Just as he reached the entrance, he saw Xue'er standing alone by a corridor. A surge of joy filled him, and he waved and called out to her. When Xue'er saw me, she quickly walked to my side. Seeing her flushed face and unsettled appearance, I asked anxiously, "What's wrong? You're panting."

Xue'er shook her head and said, "I ran away. Have you found Shi'er? I've been circling around here for a while and still can't find her."

As she spoke, she pulled me towards the exit of "Wuhu Tower." I frowned, becoming even more anxious. No wonder Xue'er seemed so distracted.

Just as we were about to step outside, we saw the waiter from before, leading five or six burly men, blocking the gate. "Hmph, kid, you dare to cause trouble at Wuhu Tower? Are you tired of living? Kneel down a few times for me, and I'll spare your breath."

I was already furious, and now someone had delivered themselves to my doorstep. I leaped forward, appearing in front of the waiter before he even realized it, and I had already slapped him twice more.

The waiter cried out and stumbled back several steps, startling everyone. Five or six strong men reacted immediately, launching a coordinated attack that threw the hall into chaos.

I snorted coldly, intending to pull Xue'er behind me, but found her already seated at a table some distance away, smiling at me. A smile crept onto my lips, secretly praising her intelligence. I dodged a punch, grabbed a wooden chair from the ground, and hurled it at the waiter.

Another scream rang out nearby, but before it subsided, I had already moved in front of the waiter. As if seeing a ghost, the waiter stood up and ran, but I grabbed him by the back of his collar, pulling him back and using his body to shield him from a kick. I

then made him take dozens more punches for me. Seeing that he was unrecognizable and that it was all his doing, the strong men dared not attack again.

The waiter, his face streaked with blood and tears, knelt on the ground, pleading, "Sir, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness! Please forgive me! I'll never do it again!"

Xue'er slowly walked over, looking at the waiter lying on the ground, teeth scattered, and sighed, "Was it really necessary? Beating someone you just met like this."

Seeing Xue'er pleading for him, she felt a little displeased and kicked him on the shoulder again, cursing, "Kid, did I hit you?"

The waiter shook his head repeatedly, crying out in a pig-like voice, "No, no, I didn't hit you, kid."

Xue'er smiled helplessly, then reached out and helped the waiter up, taking a silk handkerchief from her bosom and handing it to him. My heart ached, and I quickly pulled Xue'er over. Xue'er glanced at me and muttered, "Jealous!"

I pretended not to hear. Seeing the white silk handkerchief stained with blood, I didn't bother to take it back. I glared at the waiter and said, "Get out of here!"

The waiter nodded repeatedly, glanced back at Xue'er, and quickly tucked his tail between his legs and ran away. Just as I was about to ask Xue'er why she gave the handkerchief to the waiter, I heard a sweet voice beside me: "Oh dear, I missed the show! Why did it all stop as soon as I arrived? Let's catch that waiter again and make things more interesting."

Overjoyed, I turned around and saw it was none other than Shi'er. A warmth filled my chest, and I couldn't help but pull her into my arms. "Where have you been running off to? You scared me to death, you know?"

Shi'er giggled, her arms tightly wrapped around my waist. "What's there to be afraid of? You think I'd be kidnapped? I just... wandered around the streets for a bit! It's so lively outside."

I felt relieved, and Shi'er gently pushed me away, her face flushed with shyness. "Hugging me like this in public, aren't you afraid people will laugh at you? Let's go back to the inn, and once we're closed, Shi'er will let you hug me as much as you want."

I grinned mischievously and nodded. Then, remembering something, I asked, "By the way, where did Brother Zhou go? I almost forgot about him."

Xue'er and Shi'er's expressions froze simultaneously, their cheeks turning red as well. Before I could press further, Shi'er smiled and said, "You only just remembered him? He's long gone."

A wave of regret washed over me, and I asked, "Why did he leave? I haven't even properly thanked him yet."

Shi'er glanced at me, a sly smile playing on her lips, and muttered something to herself. I didn't hear what she said, but I heard her reply, "He's busy running around doing good deeds, unlike you, a young master, who idles away your days."

I was about to argue when Shi'er handed me a blue-covered booklet: "Brother Zhou said your internal energy is too strong and your inner strength is insufficient. He specifically asked me to pass this manual on to you, hoping you will practice it diligently, especially the first three levels. Mastering them will greatly benefit your internal strength."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke, and I was already deeply moved. If he were here with me, I would have given him a deep hug to express the feelings that words could not convey. His departure without saying goodbye must have been because he couldn't bear to see my tears of sorrow at our parting.

Shi'er nudged me, who was still lost in thought. Seeing that I was completely oblivious, she left me behind and grabbed Xue'er's arm, heading towards the inn.

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Just as they reached the inn's entrance, the innkeeper and waiter rushed up, anxiously shouting, "Dead! Dead! All dead!"

Shi'er, bewildered, walked over and kicked the waiter hard in the leg, snapping, "Can't you say something nice when we first meet? I told you to fetch reinforcements, and you went to heaven? How can you not even handle such a small matter?"

The waiter, his face contorted with worry, wiped the sweat from his brow and stammered, "It's not that I didn't care, you…you know, when I got to the Fierce Tiger Hall, everyone inside was dead…all dead! Blood was everywhere, severed arms and legs were scattered all over the place. I was scared half to death and ran back for my life. Where could I find reinforcements?"

The three of them were stunned, exchanging bewildered glances for a long time, unable to utter a word. In her haste, Shi'er slapped the waiter on the head and muttered, "Idiot, can't you keep your voice down?"

Xue'er looked around and said in a low voice, "This is serious. Let's go back to the inn first."

The group hurriedly entered the inn. The innkeeper had already chased away all the guests, and the lobby was now empty. As soon as they entered, Xue'er said, "Quickly close the door. We need to plan carefully now."

The waiter hurriedly carried a wooden board to close the door. The innkeeper led them into the storeroom on the first floor and closed the storeroom door after the waiter went inside.

The group huddled together, whispering amongst themselves. Xue'er spoke first, asking, "Did you see clearly whether all the dead were from the Fierce Tiger Hall? How long have they been dead? What were the fatal wounds? Was it an internal conflict or the work of an outsider? Did you notice any clues?"

Xiao Er stared blankly at Xue'er, lost in thought, before finally recovering and saying, "No, I was terrified. Who knows if the killer is still inside? But it's definitely an intrusion by outsiders. The corpses everywhere were all dressed in the same clothes—the hall's uniform—and their deaths were extremely gruesome, likely the work of heavy weapons."

Xue'er nodded and continued, "There are many questions, but the most important one is whether the intruders knew of our whereabouts. If it's because of Duan Tianhu's death that enemies came to seek revenge, that's fine; it's all just karma. But if it's the work of the mastermind, we're in danger." "It's getting tense."

Everyone nodded in agreement, waiting for her instructions. But she looked at me and said, "Husband, what do you think we should do?"

Recalling that Xue'er no longer wanted me to risk my life to avenge her, and that continuing the investigation would be pointless, I blurted out, "We don't know who is friend or foe, so it's best to be careful. In any case, it seems we can't stay in Hangzhou any longer. The best course of action now is to escape. But we need to think carefully about where to escape to and how to escape."

Xue'er was about to speak when she saw the innkeeper and the waiter kneel down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and pleading, "Young Master Lin, Madams, you must save us! If you leave, we will surely not survive. After all, we have risked our lives for you three."

Xue'er and Shi'er both looked at me, their eyes already showing a hint of reluctance. Even though he was unwilling, this matter was caused by us, and it was not the act of a true man to abandon someone after they have served their purpose. He couldn't let his two beloved wives look down on him, so he sighed helplessly and said, "The five of us will surely be suspected by evil people if we travel together, and it will be even more difficult to escape when the time comes. Why do

n't we split into two groups? The three of us will continue north, pretending not to know about this matter. You two can flee south as fast as you can, and take a letter from me to the Tianyuan Manor of the Qi Nan Alliance." The innkeeper said in a hoarse voice, "If... if we were in the Southern Alliance, we would be fearless, but on the way south..."

I glared at him and said, "Do you expect me to send you back?"

Seeing my resolute attitude, the two of them quickly turned to plead with Shi Xue and the other woman, hoping that I could take them with me. Xue'er glanced at the two people on the ground and sighed, "My sister Shi'er and I are completely obedient to our husband. If he doesn't agree, your actions will be useless. Besides, there's no other way now. If you want to save your lives, you should leave as soon as possible."

The shopkeeper and the waiter exchanged a glance and had no choice but to stand up and say to me, "Then I'll trouble you, Young Master Lin, to write a letter immediately. My brother and I will escape tonight."

Upon hearing this, Xue'er immediately objected, "No, if you escape tonight, the murderer will surely notice. You must wait until noon tomorrow, when there are the most pedestrians on the road, before you set off. And tomorrow morning, you must open the shop as usual and not give yourself away."

The two nodded repeatedly in agreement and hurriedly went back to their rooms to pack their belongings. Seeing the two leave, I smiled at Xue'er and Shi'er and said, "You've had a long day, let's go back to our rooms and rest early. We'll set off early tomorrow morning."

Shi'er moved closer to me, gave me a charming smile, and whispered in my ear, "You're already tired? Looks like you don't have the energy to check for drugs for Sister Xue'er tonight. I doubt you have the strength."

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