[Fantasy] Treasure Cauldron (Complete) - 15

Chapter Twenty-Nine:

Since his debut in the martial arts world, Bao Hong had encountered people whose martial arts skills far surpassed his own. This time, however, he was able to unleash his full power and fight a brilliant battle, emerging as the big winner. He was truly "heart and soul pounding"!

In an extremely exhilarating mood, he continued his hurried journey south of the Yangtze River…

Wuhu was the first major city along the Yangtze River in the middle reaches. Wuhu was

located on the south bank of the Yangtze River, its northeastern part entirely hilly, with numerous lakes nestled between the riverbank and the hills.

The main river flowed through the city center. The Qingge River ran parallel to the Yangtze River, joining it at Wuhu. Opposite Wuhu along the river was the Yuxi River.

The Yuxi River and the Grand Canal allowed water to flow freely to various parts of Chaohu.

This area was a famous rice-producing region, with Wuhu serving as the distribution center for various local products.

At dusk that day, a thin, white-haired old man appeared in front of a lakeside restaurant. Despite his full head of white hair, he stood straight and was full of energy, clearly showing that he was still vigorous despite his age.

He chose a lakeside seat, ordered food and drinks, and immediately began to gaze into the distance.

The vast lake stretched out before them, boundless and azure. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the twilight onto its calm surface, reflecting countless golden scales. Fishing boats bobbed gently on the water, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

The gaunt old man seemed completely captivated by the stunning view, forgetting even to touch his chopsticks.

Suddenly, a soft chuckle was heard, followed by the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Bao Hong looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman in black and a young woman in white robes approaching.

The gaunt old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately fell into deep thought.

The two young women seemed accustomed to being the center of attention, glancing around indifferently before walking to a seat overlooking the lake.

The restaurant fell silent immediately, the patrons secretly observing the two beautiful young women.

The two women, however, remained oblivious, not even glancing at their food or admiring the enchanting twilight scenery.

Suddenly, a very faint sigh escaped their lips.

The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, its tone filled with extreme envy and a yearning for praise!

The girl in black turned slightly and immediately realized that the sigh came from a silver-clad youth sitting at the next table behind her. This youth's eyes gleamed like lightning, clearly indicating he was a skilled martial artist.

The girl in black casually turned back, took an eyebrow pencil and a piece of white silk from the girl in crimson, and hastily wrote: "I am a woman of the world, deeply grateful for your kindness. Please come to the lakeside at midnight with this token."

She crumpled the writing into a ball and tucked it into her sleeve.

Then, in a melodious voice, she said, "Sister Xian, instead of gazing at the distance, why not buy a boat and go for a stroll?"

The girl in crimson hummed in agreement, her captivating eyes still fixed on the lake, not even blinking, clearly immersed in the beauty of nature.

Seeing her entranced expression, the girl in black couldn't help but chuckle, "Xian-mei! Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for being so infatuated?"

Her voice was like pearls rolling on a jade plate, sweet and intoxicating, crisp and lovely.

The girl in red slowly turned her head and said, "Sister Yu, are you talking about me?"

After speaking, she took out a certain amount of silver from her bag, then called over the waiter and said, "Prepare a small boat and a fine meal of wine and dishes. We want to go boating on the lake."

After speaking, she pointed to the silver ingot on the table and said, "This is for the wine and boat fare. If there's any extra, you can have it. Hurry up!"

The waiter smiled broadly, nodded and withdrew. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he returned with a beaming smile and said, "Everything is ready. Please, ladies, board the boat!"

Upon hearing that they were going boating, the girl in crimson's face already blossomed into a sweet smile. She gave a sweet "Mmm" and, with a light and graceful dance, went downstairs first.

The girl in black, with graceful steps, followed him downstairs, leaving a white handkerchief at the feet of the boy in silver as she left. The boy

in silver was already stunned by the two women's unparalleled beauty.

He was deeply moved by the girl in black's fresh and delicate beauty, breathtakingly beautiful and adorably charming!

The girl in black, with her bear-like skin, radiated boundless warmth, especially her silvery laughter. It was crisper than birdsong, more beautiful than a nightingale's song!

Lost in thought, he suddenly noticed a white shadow before him. Looking closer, he saw a piece of white handkerchief, its fragrance wafting towards him.

He quickly opened it and let out a soft "Ah!" He couldn't help but exclaim softly.

The boy in silver could hardly believe what he was seeing. The handkerchief contained a short but meaningful message, a token of his affection. He took the token and went to the lakeside to meet her.

He hurriedly paid for the drinks and hired a speedboat, speeding off into the lake.

The old man also hired a speedboat and sped off into the lake.

Dusk gradually deepened around them, and a crescent moon slanted across the lake.

A beautiful young woman nestled on the small boat, her hair as soft as clouds and as white as snow, gently smoothing the strands that cascaded over her shoulders.

Her slender waist and fair skin were captivating, her graceful figure breathtaking!

To her right sat a girl in crimson, her hands lowered, her hair tied back, her graceful steps frolicking in the clear water.

"Sister Yu, do you think that man will come?"

"Princess! Look at you, so dazed! He's definitely coming!"

"Sister Yu! You can have him tonight, I was too tired last night!"

"Princess! I can't believe that young man is so valiant, he actually made our 'Little Hot Chili' tired! It's unbelievable!" The girl in

crimson

blushed and whispered, "Sister Yu, it's because you ate too much of that aphrodisiac pill. I think you should use less of that next time!"

"Hehe, Xianmei, have you really fallen for that young master?" The girl in crimson's heart skipped a beat.

She hurriedly said, "Sister Yu, don't tease him! As long as Fuhong Silver Shop sends someone to deliver the gold, we'll return the hostage!" "Besides, with his arrogant nature, from now on, whenever we meet, we'll be irreconcilable enemies. How can I possibly develop feelings for him?"

"Hehe, Xianmei, I'm so glad you're so open-minded. Once this is over, we'll have accomplished something great. I wonder how Master will reward us when we get back!"

"Yes! Ah, he's here."

Sure enough, a diamond-shaped speedboat came cutting through the waves. Looking into the distance, a figure stood at the bow—it was the silver-clad youth from the restaurant. The speedboat drew closer, five zhang, three zhang, and stopped. The girl in black exclaimed, "You really are punctual and trustworthy!" The silver-clad youth clasped his hands in a salute and said, "I have a promise with my beloved, how could I dare to disobey!" With that, he reached into his robes and took out a pearl the size of a longan. Instantly, its brilliance shone forth, eclipsing even the bright moon! Though the name of this pearl is unknown, it must be of extraordinary value. He leaped onto the black-clad girl's boat, holding the pearl respectfully in his hands, his face beaming with joy!

The crimson-clad girl accepted it with a smile, then said in a clear voice, "Sister Yu, I must go now." The silver-clad youth hurriedly said, "Miss, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Princess, a bright moon over a lonely boat, two pairs of lovers, snuggling and chatting—what a delightful thing! I wouldn't dare be a third wheel!" With that, he leaped onto the diamond-shaped speedboat and swiftly departed. The black-clad girl smiled slightly and said in a clear voice, "Young master, please sit!" After the silver-clad youth sat down, he said, "Miss, your sister's speech is extraordinary; she is clearly not of this world. Your pearl is like celestial dew; I almost thought she was a fairy descended to earth!"

"Princess, young master, your words are so sweet; I am already intoxicated before I've even tasted it!" With that, she shifted her body and gently nestled against his lap. The silver-clad youth trembled, his breathing quickening. The black-clad girl's beautiful eyes sparkled as she toyed with the jade pendant on the silver-clad youth's belt, and she said in a crisp voice, "Young master, you possess an imposing presence. May I ask which hero you are?"

The voice was as clear as a silver bell, making the silver-clad youth's heart pound. He trembled and said, "Miss, my surname is Hua, my given name is Zhinan, a lay disciple of the Southern School of Shaolin. May I ask your name?"

"Young Master Hua, my surname is Bian, my given name is Ruyu. I am very uneasy about your generosity today!" With that, she gently removed the belt. Wow, the show is about to begin! Hua Zhinan trembled slightly and coughed lightly. He smiled and said, "A pearl and a beauty complement each other perfectly. Please don't think my gift is meager!"

"Princess, Young Master Hua, you are so generous!" With that, she used her inner energy to pull Hua Zhinan back onto the boat! Her fragrant lips pressed together, and she gently kissed him. "

The sun sets, casting a golden glow; the cow's calf falls into the pond.
How can a cow not have a calf? How can a sister not miss her lover?

" This is an old Hakka folk song, meaning that food and sex are the greatest desires of humankind. With the black-clad girl's "active attack," how could Hua Zhinan not obediently submit! His blood boiled, and he held Bian Ruyu tightly. Their lips met, their bodies intertwined, the small boat rocking gently. After a long while—the two parted, panting, their eyes meeting in a passionate gaze—and immediately began to undress each other.

A moment later, two snow-white bodies were revealed under the bright moonlight! Hua Zhinan greedily caressed her skin. His mouth licked her body.

Bian Ruyu's body writhed like a snake, giggling incessantly! Hearing the commotion, the dozen or so small boats around them wisely rowed away. Suddenly, a "sizzle" was heard, and the small boat began to rock violently. Hua Zhinan, still holding Bian Ruyu, continued his relentless assault. A series of "slaps..." sounds broke the silence of the night.

Bian Ruyu hooked her legs around Hua Zhinan's hips, skillfully responding. The two fought with abandon. After a short while… suddenly a diamond-shaped speedboat sped across the lake, stopping abruptly about ten feet from the “battlefield.”

Suddenly… an aged voice chuckled, “Heh heh, little girl, they’ve already declared war. Damn, let’s not bother them!”

“You…who are you?”

“Damn, that’s not important. The most important thing is that you must tell me who you are first.”

“I…”

“Damn, little girl, I’m very chivalrous. Now I’ll ask you to introduce yourself, so just do it.”
“You…who are you? What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Heh heh, you’re still haggling?”

The words had barely left his lips when a tearing sound of clothes ripped was heard. Strangely, there was no cry of surprise from the girl. Could she be a prostitute performing a “transparent show” at the “beef market”?

On the small boat sat the white-haired old man who had appeared at the restaurant earlier. Beside him lay a naked young woman, her breasts

exposed. She opened her mouth as if to cry out, but no sound came out; her mute acupoint was clearly suppressed. Judging from her appearance, she was the same girl in crimson who had left earlier. "Wow, how charming! What a beauty!" he exclaimed, reaching his right hand towards her breasts, as if to touch them! The beautiful eyes of the girl in crimson immediately showed surprise and shyness! Just as the old man's five fingers were about to touch her breasts, he suddenly stopped, laughing loudly, "Wow! Little girl, I'll give you another chance!" With that, he slapped his right palm, releasing her mute acupoint.

The girl in crimson, annoyed by this teasing, retorted angrily, "My surname is Zhao, and my name is Meizhi. I wander around with that sister surnamed Bian, and we've been forced into prostitution to survive!"

"Damn it, Miss Zhao, don't build illegally! These words are like wheat in a dish—they won't take root. I saw you kidnap a young man with my own eyes, and now you're posting blackmail ads. Am I wrong?"

"This…" The old man laughed, his five fingers gripping her stomach as if to tear it open!

"No…don't tear it! I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"Damn it, I'm not afraid you won't talk!" With that, he released his grip, gently stroking her glossy black hair, the scene resembling a grandfather doting on his granddaughter!

“Senior, that young lady’s surname is Bian, and her given name is Ruyu. She is my senior sister. We are disciples of the Flower Bee Sect’s leader, and we were sent out on a mission. We never expected to offend you, senior. We beg your magnanimity to forgive us. Our master and I will be eternally grateful!”

“Damn it, when did another Flower Bee Sect appear in the martial world? Look at your shameless and ruthless ways, you are clearly not a respectable sect!” After saying that, his eyes gleamed and stared at her. Zhao Meizhi’s heart trembled, and she hurriedly pleaded, “Please spare my life, senior!”

“Damn it, you want me to spare your life? Fine, tell me what you have done and what your internal affairs are!”

“This… According to the sect’s rules, anyone who dares to leak the sect’s secrets will only face death. Please, senior…”

As he spoke, a scream suddenly came from afar! The white-haired old man looked up and saw a naked man’s body flying out of the small boat more than ten feet away, blood spurting from his chest. He was momentarily stunned. He waved his right hand towards the lake behind him, and the small boat immediately shot forward, creating a spray of water. With a "splash," water splashed everywhere, and the corpse fell into the lake! Bright red blood gushed from its heart! The white-haired old man trembled at the sight and roared, "What ruthless methods! Damn it! He's dead, fine, but he even ripped out the heart!" Before he finished speaking, he pounced with a "Great Roc Spreads Its Wings" move.

It turned out that after declaring war on Hua Zhinan, Bian Ruyu had thought him incredibly brave, but to her surprise, Hua had already "delivered" in less than half an hour. She was shocked by his "strike" at the crucial moment. She spread her right hand, grabbed Hua Zhinan's chest, and with a dig and a pull, immediately ripped out the living, bloody heart!

Then—with a kick, she sent the corpse flying into the lake.

Suddenly, a powerful enemy attacked. Without time to draw her weapon, she smashed the entire table of food and drink at once, sending it crashing and clattering towards the attacker. She flipped and, naked, plunged into the lake. "Bang!" The impact sent bowls and dishes flying, and the small boat was torn open. The white-haired old man slumped onto the boat, frantically shaking off the oil and food scraps.

Zhao Meizhi cried out in panic, "Sister Yu, save me!"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man saw the small boat hurtling towards him. Seeing that his boat was sinking rapidly with a large hole, he was terrified. Having experienced drowning in Tianchi Lake before, he had no other choice. Just as he was about to jump onto the boat, he felt it lurch and tilt to the left, causing him to cry out in alarm! He hurriedly braced himself, trying to stabilize the boat. Unexpectedly, with two clicks, the small boat pierced through two of the weirs as he stepped on it. Not only did he sink, but lake water also rushed in, startling him so much that he cried out again. Just as he was about to use his internal energy to pull himself

up, he felt a sudden tightening around his ankles, as if someone had grabbed him and was rapidly sinking. In a panic, he struggled frantically. Bian Ruyu, an excellent swimmer, was delighted to see that the other man was a landlubber and quickly pulled him into the water. Because the boat and the man were sinking into the lake together, the resistance was great. Bian Ruyu quickly bent the white-haired old man's knees on both sides and then surfaced!

"Sister Yu, save me!" Bian Ruyu exhaled a long breath, swam onto the small boat, and quickly patted her body, releasing the pressure points that had been sealed. Zhao Meizhi gasped for breath and said, "Sister Yu, thank you!" She immediately stood up.

Suddenly, the lake water churned, and the white-haired old man, along with his boat, floated to the surface, struggling to escape. He immediately struck out with a palm. Startled by the approaching force, the old man hastily dodged, but the water's resistance was great. Although he avoided his head, he was struck in the left shoulder, crying out in pain, and hurriedly darted back into the lake. Bian Ruyu, seeing the old man's white hair and beard floating on the water and hearing that the voice was that of a young man, had a sudden thought and quickly said, "Meizhi, capture him alive!"

After saying this, with a "plop," she dived into the lake again. This white-haired old man was Bao Hong in disguise. Having injured and killed the people from Night Rain Manor, he feared being ambushed along the way, so he disguised himself to continue his journey. He had just discovered the two women at the tavern and overheard their conversation, learning that they were villains, so he immediately followed them, capturing Zhao Meizhi halfway. However, because he couldn't swim, he found himself in danger! After the two women submerged in the lake, they immediately attacked Bao Hong. Bao Hong wildly swung his palms, creating surging waves that prevented the two women from getting close.

However—his inability to swim was his disadvantage, requiring him to frequently surface. Half an hour later, the two women were already close to him, and he had been struck several times. Fortunately, his internal strength was profound, allowing him to continue fighting. However, in his panic, he had swallowed several mouthfuls of water, causing him to cough repeatedly. Seeing the depth of his inner strength, Bian Ruyu was immediately alarmed. After a few moments of attack, a thought struck her. She plunged into the water, diving behind him and swiftly grabbing Bao Hong's penis.

Bao Hong felt a sharp pain in his lower body, cried out "Ouch!", and immediately swallowed a lot of water. Bian Ruyu pulled him into the lake. After a while, the three returned to the surface. Bao Hong's abdomen was swollen like a drum, and he was unconscious. After Bian Ruyu dragged Bao Hong onto the small boat, he breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "Oh, so tired!" Upon seeing his naked body, Bian Ruyu looked around and immediately noticed his clothes. He leaped into the water, and while dressing, asked, "Meizhi, who is this man?" Zhao Meizhi noticed that Bao Hong's full head of white hair and beard were gone. She exclaimed "Eh!" and immediately began rubbing his face, replying, "I don't know either. He seems to have been following us." She then repeated what Bao Hong had just asked.

Bian Ruyu's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Oh, is that so? Could he be after the 'young master' of Fuhong Silver Shop? Let's tie him up first." With that, he tore the knots binding the boat and quickly tied Bao Hong up, hands and feet, like a wrapped-up dumpling.

"Sister Yu, what should we do with him?"

"Princess, this young man acts all old and pretentious. Let's take him back to the inn and teach him a lesson."

"Princess, Sister Yu, I think this man must be someone important. Why don't we recruit him into our gang? With his handsome appearance, Master will surely like him."

"Princess, good idea."

The small boat sped away again, heading towards the shore.

Half an hour later, the two women quietly returned to the inn with Bao Hong. As soon as the candlelight was lit, they opened the wardrobe and saw a handsome young man, about twenty years old, dressed in brocade, lying stiffly inside. His eyes were sunken and dark, clearly from excessive sexual desire. Upon seeing the two women, his eyes immediately blazed with anger. The two women exchanged a smile and closed the wardrobe door again. Zhao Meizhi immediately said, "Sister Yu, I'm all wet and uncomfortable. I'll go take a shower first!" After saying that, she took out a set of dry clothes and went into the bathroom. Bian Ruyu glanced at Bao Hong on the ground. Seeing water constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, she smiled slightly and immediately began massaging his chest and abdomen. Lake water immediately gushed from Bao Hong's mouth.

After a short while, Bao Hong groaned and woke up. Bian Ruyu stood up and laughed, "Boy, you're awake. It wasn't a pleasant experience, was it?" Bao Hong had swallowed too much lake water and felt extremely uncomfortable. Seeing himself bound like a giant dumpling, he glared at her before immediately closing his eyes.

"Princess, good young master, don't rush to rest. Let me treat you to some late-night snacks!" With that, she retrieved two medicine bottles from under the bed. Seeing the pills she poured out, fiery red in color and about the size of longans, Bao Hong thought, "Damn it, I'm doomed today! I survived at Tianchi, but I'm going to die at the hands of this 'wicked woman'!"

"Gege, don't be afraid, these are 'multivitamins.' As long as you behave, they won't kill you."

With that, she forcefully shoved two pills into Bao Hong's mouth. These "multivitamins" weren't vitamins containing ABCD, but rather the deadly poison, the Intestinal Severing Pill. The pills melted instantly in his mouth, carrying a foul odor as they rushed into Bao Hong's stomach. After a while, Bao Hong felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and couldn't help but groan.

Bian Ruyu giggled, immediately took off her clothes, picked up dry clothes, and said crisply, "Meizhi, are you done washing?"

"Almost done."

Bian Ruyu immediately leaned against the bathroom door, enjoying the painful expression on Bao Hong's face after the poison took effect. A moment later, Zhao Meizhi came out with a smile, and Bian Ruyu immediately went inside. Zhao Meizhi glanced at Bao Hong on the ground, quietly opened the wardrobe, silently looked at the handsome young man inside, opened her mouth to speak, but held back. After a long while, she quietly closed the wardrobe door, got into bed, and immediately began to regulate her breathing.

Chapter Thirty-One

After enduring a moment of torment, Bao Hong felt that his stomach pain had subsided, and he couldn't help but silently pray, "May the Goddess of the Netherworld protect me." This wasn't some kind of "Goddess of the Netherworld protecting me," but rather the disinfecting effect of the antibiotics in his body. The venom of the Sheng Snake was the most poisonous, and the Golden Scaled Snake was also extremely poisonous. He was first poisoned by the Sheng Snake, which caused the Golden Scaled Snake to absorb all of it. These two extremely poisonous substances neutralized each other in his body, so he had an invisible anti-toxic function in his body. It was just that no one knew about it. He couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief and immediately began to regulate his breathing quietly.

As Bian Ruyu washed herself, changed into dry clothes, and walked up to him, Bao Hong had just completed his first round of meditation. He immediately said in a deep voice, "Bian Ruyu, you better watch out, damn it!" "

Princess, I didn't expect you to know your auntie too, that's wonderful! Just wait a moment, your auntie will meditate for a while, then I'll come and play with you!" After saying that, she went straight to the bed to meditate! Seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, Bao Hong immediately began to meditate as well.
Two hours later, the watchman struck the third watch, and Bao Hong slowly woke up, feeling refreshed and without any signs of poisoning.

He couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. He glanced at the two women on the bed and thought to himself, "Damn it, you two sluts dared to make me suffer like this, just wait and see how I deal with you!" He immediately thought to himself. After a short while, Bian Ruyu jumped off the couch, giggling, "Young Master, the vitamin tastes good, doesn't it? From now on, every night at this time, you can enjoy this feeling of a cup of tea's time!" She then quickly untied the cables binding Bao Hong, having controlled him with the Heartbreak Pill. Bao Hong stood up, rubbing his bound areas, remaining silent.

Bian Ruyu giggled, "Young Master, as long as you wholeheartedly return with me, I guarantee you'll at least be appointed as the sect leader, enjoying a carefree life with beautiful women and fine wine!"

"Damn it, Bian Ruyu, don't try that on me! Who do you think I am? I won't be manipulated by you. Be smart and hand over the medicine!"

"Hehe, the antidote is in the sect leader's hands. As for the person, I have plenty ready!" With that, she began to undress seductively. Bao Hong thought to himself, "Damn it, you surnamed Bian, this is your own choice. I'll give you a peaceful death!" He muttered this to himself, but didn't say it aloud, and immediately closed his eyes.

After Bian Ruyu undressed, she giggled and began to undress Bao Hong. Bao Hong snorted coldly and pressed her hands down. He said in a deep voice, "Damn it, Bian Ruyu, you'd better not play this game, or you'll regret it."

"Hehe, if I were to regret it, I would have regretted it four years ago. You better work hard! After I'm satisfied, I'll put in a good word for you with the sect leader!"

"Damn it, you brought this on yourself, I'll do it myself." With that, she hurriedly removed her clothes.

Bian Ruyu's eyes lit up, and she immediately stroked Bao Hong's erect penis. Bao Hong brushed her hands away and immediately pulled her into his arms.

"Hehe, don't rush, let's go to bed!" After saying that, she pulled Bao Hong towards the bed. Zhao Meizhi had already woken up. Upon seeing this, she immediately jumped out of bed. She opened the wardrobe door, took out the young man, and hurriedly stripped him of his clothes. Bao Hong was taken aback. Bian Ruyu giggled and said in a coquettish voice, "Young master, don't get distracted!" After saying that, she flopped onto the bed. Bao Hong gritted his teeth, rolled onto the bed, and thrust his "divine spear" straight at the mountain gate!

"Sizzle!" followed immediately by a "snap."

"Oh, so refreshing and invigorating, so comfortable!" She immediately hooked her legs around Bao Hong's buttocks, swaying back and forth while moaning, "Young master, you're so strong, naturally valiant, oh... oh... so powerful." A series of rapid "slap..." sounds immediately echoed from inside the room! The old bed creaked in protest. Hearing this, Zhao Meizhi quickly stuffed a love potion into the handsome young man's mouth, then immediately stripped naked and began to caress him.

After a long while, the handsome young man's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily! Zhao Meizhi giggled, hugged him, and thrust her lower body forward. With a "whoosh," the ship entered the harbor, and a fierce battle began! A beautiful duet immediately filled the room. If you listened carefully, you would easily notice that Bao Hong and Bian Ruyu were responsible for the "high notes," while the handsome young man and Zhao Meizhi were just the accompaniment! After Bao Hong unleashed over a hundred blows in one go, Bian Ruyu gasped, "So...so comfortable...Young Master...you...you're really something...oh...oh..." She immediately laid herself flat on the couch, bracing herself for the next attack.

The Yang family spear technique, according to ancient tradition, only had thirty-six techniques, and many of them shared the same stance; if counted by stance, there were only twenty. The Zhao family staff technique, however, had one hundred and eight forms, each with its own use and power, incredibly versatile and infinitely varied, unlike any method created by later generations. Back then, Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, conquered the Song Dynasty with a single staff strike. Bao Hong, having just adjusted his breathing, was now full of internal energy, and after this series of attacks, his spirit was even higher, and his jade staff had become even thicker and longer! He continued to thrust and pound relentlessly! Since losing her virginity at sixteen, Bian Ruyu had experienced hundreds of hand-to-hand combat battles over four years, encountering all sorts of situations. But she had never seen this staff king unleash such a dense and prolonged barrage of blows.

Half an hour later, she was drenched in sweat and panting heavily. Bao Hong, however, continued his relentless assault without any mercy. After a short while, Bian Ruyu felt her entire body go limp, and she could no longer resist. She began to tremble, moaning and groaning. Zhao Meizhi, who was straddling the handsome young man, heard this and curiously looked at Bao Hong. Upon seeing his thick, long penis, her eyes lit up! Just as she was worried that the aphrodisiac wouldn't provide her with pleasure, the sight of Bao Hong's "giant" penis made her heart flutter, and she immediately began to thrust forcefully.

After a short while, the handsome young man trembled violently. After a while of thrusting, she immediately spat out the "soft eel" and stood up. At this moment, Bian Ruyu was moaning continuously, her whole body trembling. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed out. Seeing this, Bao Hong thrust even more fiercely. With each thrust, Bian Ruyu trembled violently, moaning, "Ah...ah...ouch...oh...I'm...I'm going to cum...I...I...I'm so happy...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Zhao Meizhi giggled and immediately said in a seductive voice, "Good young master, your senior sister has collapsed, let me take over, okay?"

After saying that, she leaned on the chair, bent over, and thrust her hips forward, assuming a certain posture. Bao Hong cursed inwardly, "Slut!" and immediately changed his position. He put his arm around Zhao Meizhi's slender waist, and with a "snap," thrust all the way in. Zhao Meizhi's cunt was shallow, and her "tunnel" was narrow. She let out an "oh" and hurriedly gasped for breath. But before she could catch her breath, Bao Hong launched a "lightning attack," thrusting his "giant" and wreaking havoc in her flower garden. She could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Half an hour later, she trembled violently and moaned, "Oh my...oh...oh...it's so good...oh...I...I'm going to...I'm going to...I'm going to come." Bao Hong held her breasts with both hands and continued to bombard her. "Oh...oh...I'm coming...I'm coming...it's so good...oh...oh...you...you stop, okay...I'm so happy...uh...uh..."

Gushes of crude oil were drilled out of her "oil field" by Bao Hong's "juggernaut". After a while, the ground was wet! Zhao Meizhi knelt weakly on the ground. Bao Hong continued to press on and pound her, kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, Zhao Meizhi screamed and immediately fainted. Bao Hong was in the midst of pleasure, how could he stop there? He continued to charge forward. Bian Ruyu on the bed said weakly, "Young...Master...she...can't take it anymore." "..." Bao Hong glanced at her, panting, "Since...she...can't...go...I'll...find you..."

He then pulled out his rod, leaped onto the bed, and thrust his "giant" member forcefully! Bian Ruyu cried out "Ouch!" and immediately began to tremble again! After Bao Hong thrust more than fifty times, Bian Ruyu couldn't help but ejaculate repeatedly, and after a scream, she slowly fainted. Bao Hong also thrust more than twenty times, and after a shiver, he "delivered the goods." He rested on her body for a while, calming his breathing, then hurriedly went into the bathroom, showered, put on his wet clothes, and immediately went to the handsome young man.

He saw the handsome young man lying stiffly on the ground, his face full of shame and indignation, his eyes filled with tears, which aroused Bao Hong's sympathy. He said, "My friend, let me release your pressure points first!" "After speaking—he pressed on the acupoints on his body. After a while, he slapped the other man's body with both palms. The handsome young man exhaled a breath of turbid air and immediately sighed.

Bao Hong was about to comfort him when he suddenly saw the other man raise his right hand and slap his own temple. He shouted, "Damn it!" He quickly reached out and grabbed the other man's wrist. The handsome young man felt a sharp pain in his right wrist and involuntarily groaned.

"Damn it, why did you think of doing this?" After saying that, he hurriedly released his right hand.

The handsome young man sighed, and his gaze fell on Zhao Meizhi. His eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent, and he immediately slapped her right cheek! With a "bang," flesh shattered and blood splattered. Zhao Meizhi screamed and immediately died. Bian

Ruyu, who was on the bed, opened her eyes when she heard the sound and hurriedly dodged. However, she was already too weak to move. As soon as she propped herself up, she felt dizzy, groaned, and immediately fell back onto the bed, hurriedly shouting, "Stop!" The handsome young man, repeatedly humiliated, refused to give up. With a swift movement of his right hand, he smashed her head. Bao Hong, seeing the ruthlessness of his attack, knew he must deeply hate the two women.

He silently observed him. The handsome young man, having killed two people, slumped weakly onto the edge of the bed. Bao Hong silently placed his clothes beside the bed and said in a deep voice, "Friend, the screams must have alerted the innkeeper. Quickly put on your clothes!" He then placed the two corpses side by side on the bed and covered them with a brocade quilt. He reached into his robes for silver notes. Fortunately, the stack of notes was wrapped in oiled paper and hadn't gotten wet, but they were all large denominations. After a moment's thought, he immediately searched the two women's clothes. Luckily, he found some loose silver and a one-hundred-tael silver note, which he placed on the table as payment for food and lodging. The handsome young man said in a trembling voice, "My surname is Qian. I am the young owner of Hongfu Silver Shop. I am deeply grateful and need not thank you. Please tell me your surname so I can repay your kindness in the future." Bao Hong chuckled, "Damn, don't be so polite. We both met with misfortune at the same time, but I was luckier than you. Let's leave this dangerous place first and then talk in detail!" With that, he opened the window and sped out.

After leaving the inn and bidding farewell to the handsome young man, Bao Hong headed towards southern Anhui. That afternoon, he entered a mountain range dotted with strangely shaped peaks and unnamed trees. Looking ahead, he saw a grove of deep green cypress trees about a mile away, and a red wall peeking through the green shade—a temple, he thought. He was feeling thirsty. He thought to himself, "Damn, in this desolate mountain, where even birds don't lay eggs, there must be no woodcutters living here. I'm burning with thirst today, why not go to that temple ahead and ask for a drink of water?" Having made up his mind, he headed towards the cypress grove. Just as he entered, a sudden jingling of bells rang out from the left, raising a cloud of dust. A dozen or so riders galloped into the grove like lightning.

Having already faced numerous dangers that day, Bao Hong quickly hid behind a cypress tree that took two people to encircle, observing the approaching group. He saw twelve men, all over forty years old, dressed in Buddhist robes, but with fierce appearances. Each carried a bundle, seemingly concealing weapons. Inside the grove was indeed a magnificent building, three interconnected halls in Sanskrit, with the four large golden characters "Tianlei Zen Temple" inscribed on a plaque above the entrance. The twelve riders rushed to the temple gate. A tall monk with thick eyebrows and short sideburns struck the gate three times with his whip, instantly slamming it open. The twelve monks, along with their horses, rushed inside. The gate closed tightly, and silence fell.

Seeing this, Bao Hong was filled with suspicion. He thought, "Damn, these monks all look fierce and menacing; they're definitely not kind people. But this temple is built with such solemnity; it doesn't seem like a place where bandit monks live." Thinking this, his feet involuntarily led him towards the gate of Tianlei Temple. Just as he reached the gate, suddenly, with a snap, a cypress leaf hit Bao Hong's left shoulder, causing a slight pain. He was startled, his eyebrows raised, and he looked around, but all around was deathly silent. There wasn't a single person, not even a bird. Just as he was utterly puzzled, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head. This time, Bao Hong dared not be careless. He quickly lowered his head, and with a snap, the leaf fell to the ground—again, a cypress leaf. He hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction the leaf had come from. He saw a figure flash through the forest and then disappear.

Instead of being puzzled, he was somewhat angry. He abandoned his plan to enter the Heavenly Thunder Temple and flew towards the spot where the figure had disappeared. He wanted to find the person and get an explanation for why he had repeatedly used cypress leaves to torment him. However, when he reached the spot, his handsome eyes searched intently, but there was no trace of him. Just as he stood there in disbelief, another cypress leaf flew towards him. While he was concentrating on his thoughts, he became aware of his surroundings. He dodged the flying leaf while focusing his gaze ahead. There he saw the person who had tormented him with cypress leaves three times—a small, thin man dressed entirely in black, his face veiled in black gauze, a long sword slung across his back, running towards the edge of the forest.

"Damn it, old man, where do you think you're going? I'll teach you a lesson later!" The man in black was incredibly fast, moving like an arrow, his feet barely touching the ground. Even with Bao Hong's profound mastery of lightness skill, he couldn't catch up with the man in black. And so they ran and chased, covering more than ten miles in the blink of an eye. Bao Hong thought to himself, "Damn it, this person is a complete stranger to me, why is he toying with me like this? Damn it, if he were an enemy, I would have been ambushed and killed at the gate of Tianlei Temple. Judging from his movements and speed, his martial arts are far superior to mine. Damn it, whether he's a friend or foe, he shouldn't be running away. What is he doing? Could it be that he..."

At this thought, he suddenly realized something and muttered, "Damn it, I'm so stupid. He already knows that Tianlei Temple is not a good place, and he deliberately lured me away to tell me something." After saying this, he stopped and shouted loudly, "Damn it, my friend ahead, stop playing hide-and-seek! If you have any questions, please speak freely." But no matter how much Bao Hong shouted, the man ignored him and kept running forward. Bao Hong had no choice but to chase again. After a chase that covered another ten miles or so, the man in black suddenly stopped under a bare, leafless tree. Bao Hong was overjoyed, thinking the man was about to speak to him. He leaped forward, but just as he was about to land in front of the man, he turned and ran again, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Bao Hong landed angrily under the tree, where he found a white crumpled piece of paper. He picked it up and opened it; it was a white paper containing two red, transparent pills. There were eight small characters on the paper: "Immune to all poisons, keep this for future use." Although Bao Hong didn't understand the meaning of the medicine and the message,

he realized that Tianlei Temple was definitely not a benevolent place. This man was deliberately trying to lure him out of danger and was giving him the elixir as a precaution. So he put the pills into his pocket and was about to leave when he suddenly thought, "Damn it, I can't! I'm a chivalrous person. Now that I know there are wicked monks and bandits living in Tianlei Temple, how can I stand idly by and do nothing to stop them and rid the martial arts world of this scourge?"

With this thought in his mind, he felt a surge of heroic spirit, and his feet involuntarily began to walk back. After walking about a mile from Tianlei Temple, he suddenly saw a huge bell hanging from a giant cypress tree by the roadside, and his heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Damn, I just passed by here and didn't see this huge bell. It must weigh at least six or seven hundred pounds. This guy managed to carry it up the cypress tree and hang it there. Damn, it would be impossible to do without the strength of three or four thousand pounds. Damn, could it be that these bald monks have already noticed my actions and are deliberately hanging this giant bell on the tree to show their defiance? If that's the case, damn, even if Tianlei Temple is a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, I'll still venture in."

So he quickened his pace, and the short distance was covered in a short while. He first pressed his ear to... He listened for a while atop the gate, and seeing no sound inside, he felt slightly relieved. However, his anxiety and fear were still evident; he kept wringing his hands, his movements extremely uneasy. Suddenly, he stopped rubbing his hands, touched the two-pronged sword on his back, and leaped into the air, landing on the red wall. Looking around, he saw three interconnected halls, their stone pillars adorned with dragons, incredibly solemn. Bao Hong then remembered the giant bell hanging from the cypress tree by the roadside. Could it not have been the work of the monks from Tianlei Temple? If so, why were they so concerned about me? The action remained undetected. He leaped from the wall to the ground, using the light-footed leaping technique of "Dragonfly Skimming Water," traversing the wide front courtyard, which was about ten zhang wide, with three quick leaps. Then, with a flick of his arms, he lifted himself thirteen or fourteen feet into the air, landing lightly on the roof of the main hall.

He thought that since this was the place where the evil monks were entrenched, the security would be as tight as a dragon's den or a tiger's lair. Since there was no ambush in the front courtyard, there must be monks on guard in the second courtyard. However, there wasn't a single monk in the wide courtyard and around the halls, as if no one was there at all. Be on guard.

The moon is so round, the stars so bright, the flowers in the garden are blooming exceptionally beautifully, the atmosphere is rich and enchanting—a perfect spring night, let us not waste a moment. This meditation room is like a high pavilion of glazed tiles. Two beautiful nuns stand gracefully by the window, their figures elegant and charming, like Chang'e descending from the moon. It's a pity their bald heads spoil the aloof and otherworldly atmosphere. The second nun holds a jade flute in her hand, playing it softly. The other nun holds a pipa, half-concealing her face. The nun named Miaojing leans against the window frame, softly singing a song of joyful reunion:

"The forest flowers have faded, spring's red is gone, too soon, helpless against the morning's cold rain and evening's wind. Tears of rouge, lingering in drunkenness, when will we meet again? It is a long-lasting sorrow, like water flowing eastward." "Miaojing's red lips parted slightly, and her singing was melodious and captivating, truly lingering in the air for three days. The Second Senior Sister's flute playing was plaintive and sorrowful,

instantly dispelling the summer heat and bringing unparalleled coolness. Just as the song ended, a loud laugh was heard, and someone clapped and cheered.

Bao Hong, through the light gauze curtain, saw a monk nearly ten feet tall, with a ruddy complexion, a large mouth, a lion's nose, a short beard like a halberd, and large, bright eyes that shone with a sharp light.

He waved his hand and, in a high-pitched voice, said, 'Miaojing, you sang well, you sang well!' Then, he put his arm around Miaojing's slender waist, turned back to touch the Second Senior Sister's pink face, and said, 'Miaoyuan, sing me a song too.'

Miaoyuan patted his hand and said, 'Master, I can't sing well, let the Third Senior Sister sing for you.' The monk kissed her cheek, turned back to Miaojing, and pleaded, 'Good person, if you know one, sing me a song.'" "Miaojing couldn't refuse, so she sang a folk song: 'The thorns bloom, yellow and lush, it's my bad luck to marry Old Wang, son, son, get up and become a man. Everyone leans on one side, sits in the red chair, fires cannons, even with money and silver, one can't help but cry.'

The big monk clapped and cheered again. Suddenly, a cold snort was heard, followed by someone saying: 'Master, you invited us sisters to discuss the poisonous rose, not to have us drink and make merry, right? Even if you want to make merry, for the next half month, you'll be a woman just like us.' Bao Hong then noticed the big monk's crotch. Oh dear, how come his lower body is like a woman's? Upon closer inspection, the big monk also had two round breasts. Strange, truly bizarre. A freak, truly a freak. An even stranger thing happened. Upon hearing the woman's words, the big monk's expression softened, he stood up, took lotus steps, and said softly: 'Miaowu, I know I'm sorry to your sisters, after tonight, I can properly keep you company.'" “

Oh, thank you, Master.”

The head monk said, “Alright, let’s not talk about these annoying things anymore…” He paused, then continued, “Poison Rose has never killed anyone with a weapon; the poison flower is her only weapon. I don’t think she would have just thrown it away.” Miao Wu rolled over, lying on her back on the bed, and nodded slightly, saying, “I had the same thought, which is why I’ve always been suspicious about this. I wonder where she keeps the poison flower?”

After a pause, she turned her beautiful face to look at the head monk and asked, “Where did you hide the poison rose?” The head monk replied, “In the underground chamber of the back hall. I sent four junior brothers to guard her. The underground chamber of Tianlei Temple is full of traps and mechanisms; even if she turned into a sparrow, she couldn’t fly out.”

Having said that, he leaped off the meditation bed. Miaowu asked anxiously, "Where are you going?" The great monk smiled smugly and said, "To the cave to see the poisonous rose." Miaowu said, "Without clothes?" The great monk looked down and saw that he was indeed naked, without a single stitch. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Really, in my haste, I even forgot to put on my clothes." Miaowu snorted coldly and said, "I think you're too happy." The great monk smiled sadly and said, "Thirty years of studying the 'Nine Revolutions Yin-Yang Technique' has left me half-male and half-female. What's there to be happy about?"

After saying this, a series of sad laughs rang out. Amidst the laughter, he put on the monk's robe that he had taken off the bed and hurriedly left the bedroom.

"Damn, to see the poisonous rose, I have to stick close to this androgynous monk!" Bao Hong thought to himself. He quickly and gently closed the roof tiles, using the tall trees and the hall as cover, and leaped over the first courtyard to the roof of the third main hall. This was a magnificent Mahavira Hall. Bao Hong crouched at the left corner of the hall, in a hook-like position, peeking into the hall. Although the main door was closed, the entire hall could be seen through the carved latticework on the door. Inside the hall, painted beams and carved pillars, dragon-carved stone pillars, and a

resplendent golden interior, with a three-zhang-tall golden Buddha statue seated solemnly, exuding an atmosphere of solemnity and sanctity. It hardly resembled the place where lewd monks and wicked followers resided. Although the head monk moved swiftly, Bao Hong's agility in leaping from the second courtyard to the third hall was even more astonishing. After thoroughly surveying the hall, the head monk entered through a moon gate on the left side of the hall.

The lewd monk shouted, "Someone's here!" Immediately, a young novice monk dressed in a blue robe emerged from the moon gate on the left, bowing and greeting the lewd monk with clasped hands, saying, "Disciple is here. What are your orders, Master?" The head monk asked, "Are your four uncles, Fazheng and the others, still guarding the poisonous roses in the underground chamber?" The young novice monk replied, "Yes." "

And the rest of your uncles?" "

We're drinking and eating in the inner room. My uncles have come back from a long journey and are all hungry. Master, wouldn't you like something to eat too?"

"No." After a pause, he added, "Have your eldest brother abducted any women these past few days?"

"Yes, twelve in total." The head monk chuckled and said, "Very good. Convey my message to your uncles: each of them should be assigned a woman to enjoy. I'm going to the secret chamber in the underground cave to see Poison Rose."

Bao Hong's heart burned with rage. He cursed inwardly, "Damn lecherous monk! How dare he abduct innocent women! Although Poison Rose is hateful, I will find a way to rescue her, and then we'll kill all the evil monks in the temple together, and burn down the Thunder Temple!" "As his thoughts raced, the young novice monk in blue robes had already relayed the order. The lewd monk hurried to the Buddha statue and pressed hard on the big toe of its left foot. A crackling sound followed, and the golden Buddha statue slowly retreated about ten feet, revealing a cave about five feet in diameter beneath its base. He then ascended the throne and slowly walked into the cave.

Bao Hong knew this was the entrance to the underground chamber; nothing ventured, nothing gained. To save Poison Rose, he had to follow the lewd monk now. A thought flashed through his mind..." Standing up from the rooftop, he glanced around briefly, saw no one, and was about to leap down when suddenly a sharp sword tip pressed against his back… Turning around, he saw it was Miaowu. Perhaps it was Bao Hong's face, so strikingly handsome, that Miaowu, the nun, was startled upon seeing him, letting out a long, involuntary "Oh," and her right hand, pointing at his sword, slowly lowered.

Bao Hong had witnessed her and the head monk naked in the meditation room and disliked her intensely, cursing, "You gossipy old woman, didn't you see?" Miaowu was startled, thinking, "Why does he dislike me so much?" She hadn't realized that Bao Hong had already seen her and the head monk naked. Taking a step back, she asked in a low voice, "Who are you, daring to speak so rudely? What shameless thing have I done that you saw?" Bao Hong said, "Damn it, you're just pretending. Don't you know what you've done?" "If Buddha has a spirit, he will surely cast you lewd monks and nuns into the eighteenth level of hell."

Miaowu's heart trembled, thinking to herself, "Could it be that he really saw what I did just now?" Thinking this, her expression suddenly changed, and she asked, "How long have you been here?"

"An hour."

"What is your purpose in coming to Tianlei Zen Temple?"

Bao Hong frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and replied, "You have wooden eyes, you can't see through it. Of course, it's to save Poison Rose."

"Oh!" Miaowu exclaimed in surprise, saying, "What is your relationship with Poison Rose? Why do you want to save her?" Bao Hong shook his head and replied, "I have no relationship with her whatsoever. Why I want to save her is my family's business, it's none of your concern."

Miaowu snorted coldly and said, "Of course, but I want to know what you've been doing at Tianlei Zen Temple for so long?" "The hot-blooded Bao Hong, relying on his superior martial arts skills, replied frankly, 'Damn, I didn't do anything, just watched those lewd things the monks and nuns of Tianlei Temple did.' Before he could finish speaking, Miaowu shouted, 'Shut up!' interrupting him. Only then did she realize that Bao Hong's accusation that she hadn't seen it was justified. After a moment of silence, she suddenly smiled ambiguously, 'Since you saw it, there's nothing more to say. Tianlei Temple is full of traps; your idea of saving people is nothing short of a pipe dream, but…'

'Damn, but what? Don't stammer when you talk to me.'

'Yes!'

'Yes, damn, you even want to have sex.'

'Hehe, I just want to reenact 'August 23rd' with you.'

Upon hearing this, Bao Hong suddenly had a strange thought: Since this wicked 'Cha' is so eager for pleasure, I'll just beat her to death with a stick! Having made up his mind, he immediately coughed lightly. Miaowu asked, 'Have you thought it through?'"

"Damn, I'll give you a good time, what's in it for me?" Miao

Wu said, "There is something. As long as you can really make me feel good, I'll take care of saving Poison Rose."

"Damn, if you're going to offer me a 'guaranteed' ticket, what can I do to you?"

"At most, I'll swear to you that if I lie to you, I'll die a horrible death. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

The two arrived at a very special room. Inside, there were various statues, all of them lifelike and vivid, depicting men and women engaging in sexual intercourse.

"Damn, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. I'll settle this score with that transvestite. Weren't you just complaining about that androgynous transvestite? Come on." "After saying that, she gently took off her clothes. Miaowu's almond-shaped eyes were fixed on Bao Hong, but when her gaze fell on that 'jade pestle,' she immediately froze, her heart fluttering involuntarily.

She couldn't help but quickly remove her clothes.

Wow! She was only wearing one piece of clothing, and underneath she was 'vacuum-bound.' No stripper in the world could be as fast as her.

Bao Hong smiled and said, 'Wow, are you satisfied with my little treasure?'

'Hehe, satisfied, very satisfied, simply superb.' After saying that, she squatted down and began to suck and lick. Her seductive appearance made Bao Hong laugh and say, 'Don't worry about the top and ignore the bottom, time is precious, hurry up.'" Miao Wu

immediately lay down on the bed, her two pink legs spreading apart, revealing her plump, swollen, white, and tender... high mound. Just as she settled, Bao Hong launched into a "galloping arrow" motion, and with a "whoosh," her honeyed orifice completely swallowed his "jade pestle." She let out a soft moan, her body involuntarily shifting.

"Wow, damn, you slutty nun, your skills are truly impressive."

"Hehe, young master, you flatter me." With that, she thrust her hips forward, spinning rapidly.

Her pair of snow-white, high breasts, like two fleshy bullets, made Bao Hong's mouth go dry, and he couldn't help but reach out and play with them. The soft, pleasurable sensation immediately captivated him.

After spinning for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Miao Wu finally couldn't bear the series of tingling sensations and began to tremble. "Wow, damn, you're not good enough without hair?"

"Hehe...it's okay...it's alright...oh...it's so sore!"

"Damn, you think this is 'sour twig'? Jealous my foot!"

"Hehe, young master, your...your 'Black Bridge Brand' sausage...is really...really delicious..."

"You really love it, huh?" Saying that, her big buttocks sank down.

"Ah..." Miaoyu felt a sharp pain in her jade bud and involuntarily jumped up. This jump only brought her more trouble, as she was hit hard by the "jade pestle" again, and couldn't help but cry out "Ah..." again.

Bao Hong stopped attacking and laughed, "What are you yelling for? If you yell again, I'll teach you a lesson."

"Hehe, young master, take it slow, don't be so hasty, don't be reckless. Only by playing slowly can you truly understand the essence of love. While a man's thing should be thick and hard, endurance is a prerequisite. Add skill to complement it, and both parties can enjoy supreme pleasure. And both will constantly remember and savor the satisfaction, comfort, joy, and that exhilarating unique flavor and fun that the other gives them, making it unforgettable for life. My dear man, do you understand? This is the highest pleasure and sweetest enjoyment between men and women in this world. Otherwise, you won't be able to enjoy the joy and comfort the other gives you."

"Wow, you're really something, aren't you?" After saying that, he started thrusting... He had previously cut ribbons for several girls, but that was entirely due to his ample resources; he didn't know there was this other side to it. Now he was using the nun Miaowu as a test subject. Indeed, it was wonderful. That biting, tight feeling was infinitely more pleasurable than any of his previous rough treatments. Miaowu trembled and gasped as his jade pestle thrust in and out.

"Dear brother, you... feel so good... so beautiful... you're making me... so full... so satisfying... it's so wonderful... good brother... faster... harder..."

Her hands clung to Bao Hong like snakes, her plump pink buttocks twisting incessantly, matching his thrusts. She felt as if that jade pestle was a red-hot steel rod, penetrating... inside. Although there was still a slight swelling and pain, it was also numb, itchy, sore, and tingly—it was incredibly pleasurable. Especially the pleasure emanating from her flower chamber, flowing through her entire body, was exhilarating. Her heart raced with excitement, and a smile immediately appeared on her lips. Miaowu secretly observed and immediately began to perform even more diligently. She was determined to hold onto this good, even better, and highly skilled young man firmly. For him, she was willing to abandon everything. Although she was ambitious, after half an hour of wandering around, she couldn't resist the tingling and numbness all over her body, and her movements gradually slowed down.

"Damn, it doesn't work without hair?"

"Hehe, I can't take it anymore, my whole body is numb and sore, even the 'range hood' is malfunctioning!"

"Damn, let's get a new one that doesn't need disassembly and cleaning, and only needs permanent replacement."

Miao Wu gave a seductive laugh and said, "Let me clean it up." After saying that, her lustful juices gushed down her buttocks and dripped down. Bao Hong saw this and laughed, "Damn, it's leaking oil." Miao Wu opened her mouth and smiled, saying, "Brother, please move aside." Her abdomen twitched, and the entrance suddenly closed and opened again. With a "whoosh," a jet of water shot out.

"Squeak..." After a series of sounds, the lustful fluids had all been shot into the wooden partition, immediately revealing a row of small holes, as if they had been bitten by termites.

Bao Hong exclaimed, "Wow, amazing qigong!"

"Hehe, young master, please check." Bao Hong glanced at it and saw that it was slightly damp inside, but the semen was gone. He immediately laughed, "Wow, it's hairless. You should teach this skill to a 'range hood cleaning shop'."

"Hehe, I can't even clean myself properly, how can I teach others?" After saying that, with a "whoosh," a jet of water shot towards the wooden board. Bao Hong knew that she was deliberately showing off her martial arts skills. After laughing, he leaned down and thrust his lower body forward, "smack!" He thrust hard into Yu Rui.

"Oh, cool and powerful, come on!"

Bao Hong laughed and immediately launched a fierce attack.

"Hehe, dear brother, slower, yes, yes, just like that... oh... oh... such a strong beacon... hehe, dear brother, do you want to tear down my flower room..." she said, her lower body shaking, closely cooperating with him.

"Wow, it's hairless! Your greenhouse seems to be equipped with 'bulletproof' equipment, how come it can't be destroyed?"

"Hehe, even the best bulletproof equipment becomes paper when it encounters your 'rocket' equipped with a nuclear warhead, oh, oh, beautiful...it's so beautiful...it's simply...it's bubbly with beauty..."

The two immediately engaged in a physical battle. Whispers of lust, the sound of flowing water, lewd laughter, and wild moans filled the air. One was young and vigorous, the other skilled at riding. She kept murmuring heartfelt praises to him, which made him even more courageous and frenzied. Bao Hong's frenzied and vigorous thrusts pushed her to the peak of pleasure. Miao Wu's responsiveness to his feelings allowed him to experience another kind of wonderful pleasure. Bao Hong couldn't help but laugh, "Wow, you're really something, aren't you? How long have you been playing around?"

"Hehe... I've been counting, I lost my virginity at fifteen, so it's been twenty-one years."

"Wow, no wonder."

"Hehe, what's so strange about it?"

"Wow! People say thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger."

"Hehe, now you've encountered both a wolf and a tiger, aren't you scared?"

"Wow, I taught Wu Song the tiger-fighting skills, aren't you scared?"

"Hehe, scared... scared... scared you'll deliver your goods early at the crucial moment."

"Wow, you're judging people by their appearance, I've never 'leaked electricity,' you just wait and see."

"Hehe... I hope you can beat me to death."

"Wow, I'm a public servant, I'll grant your every wish, be careful." After saying that, he quickly pulled her legs up to his shoulders, pressed his hands onto the bed, and began his Dragon Tiger Staff Technique. Miao Wu took a breath... and threw herself wildly, desperately trying to meet his advances.

What a splendid and intoxicating spectacle! The rod trembled, the hole split, and spring water splashed everywhere. Both women, their lips tightly pressed together, trembled with all their might. Half an hour later, Bao Hong, having consumed the 'Nine-Turn Pill,' found his inner strength increasing imperceptibly with each intense battle—a natural growth beyond his comprehension. Miao Wu, due to the vast difference in their inner strength, gradually slowed her movements, panting heavily, her body drenched in sweat, soaking a large patch of the bed. Bao Hong, with his inexhaustible inner strength, grew increasingly vigorous, pressing his advantage even further. He not only thrust fiercely but also ingeniously rotated his penis on her… jade bud. This unique technique quickly left Miao Wu breathless.

"Oh…oh…sour…sour…I'm so sore…Young Master…I'm dying of soreness…ouch…it's killing me…" Unable to bear the tingling and numbness throughout her body, Miao Wu thrust with all her might. But this was merely a spark ignited at the very end.

After a short while, she cried out again, "Oh...oh...I...I...I'm going to cum...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm cumming..." Trembling, she finally cummed. Bao Hong, determined to conquer this slut and currently in the throes of passion, immediately continued his Dragon Tiger Cudgel technique. Like a collapsing mountain, the blissful state of mind was exhilarating, and after a short while, she trembled again, too weak to even thrust.

Her eyes were half-closed, and she moaned, "Ah...ouch...I...I've...cummed again...oh dear, I'm dying of cumming...I...I...I've had enough..."

Bao Hong felt her flower tremble incessantly, and his cudgel felt like it was being eroded by hydrogen peroxide, a wave of sensations—acidity, tingling, numbness, and pleasure—rushing through him. He was utterly satisfied. He knew he was about to urinate, so he immediately thrust with all his might.

Miaowu, who was in a daze from the previous thrust, was caught off guard by his final sprint. She let out a long "Ah!" and her body trembled before she immediately fainted. Bao Hong then thrust in and out about twenty more times before shuddering. He groaned and immediately began setting off fireworks. With a crackling sound, the fireworks rose into the air, and with his slow, rhythmic thrusting, the gentle, pleasurable sensation made him want nothing more than to be with his lover.

The unconscious Miaowu, stimulated by the fireworks shooting into the flower room, let out a long sigh and slowly woke up, her expression filled with satisfied comfort.

"Master...you...haven't ejaculated yet."

"Damn, I've already delivered. If I hadn't, you would have died."

Miaowu lifted her pink buttocks and hugged Bao Hong, pleading, "Master, stop a little longer, let me savor it." Because she had given him so much pleasure, and because he still needed her help with something, coupled with her pleading expression, his heart immediately softened.

"Damn, won't it get soaked and ruined?"

"Hehe, I don't have concentrated sulfuric acid here, how could it get soaked and ruined?"

"Damn, that's not necessarily true. You shouldn't have a heart to harm others, but you can't be without a heart to guard against others. Maybe you're having some kind of wicked idea in your head." After saying that, he stared at her intently. Upon hearing this, Miaowu's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly said, "Young master, I am not such a lewd person. In fact, I was just a pitiful wretch who was taken into the water by the monk and controlled by him." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

"Damn it, you hairless bastard, is the big monk you're talking about that transvestite?"

"It's him."

After saying these three words, the tears that were about to fall fell. Bao Hong was always most afraid of Cha crying. Upon seeing this, he immediately grabbed his clothes and rushed to the bathroom. After a while, Bao Hong came out fully dressed. Although Miaowu was already dressed, she still lingered on the edge of the bed, sobbing softly. Upon seeing Bao Hong emerge, she pleaded tearfully, "Young Master, may I serve you for a moment?"

"Damn it, you're all ashamed. All good things must come to an end. A moment more or a moment less, and we'll all have to part. But..."

"But what?"

"Damn it, your behavior is unacceptable to the Buddhist community. Why not find a place to return to secular life and find a family?"

"Young Master, please take me in! Just being able to serve you will be enough for me."

"Damn it, you're joking. I don't want this trouble."

"This... does Young Master think Yifan is beyond redemption?"

"Damn it, who is Yifan?"

"That's my secular name. My surname is Xiao, and my name is Xiao Yifan."

"Damn it, that's not a bad name. However, you must follow my advice, return to secular life, and cultivate your mind and character."

"Okay, I will do as you say."

"Wow, Xiao Yifan, if you can really do that, even after I get married, I'll still go crazy with you every now and then. Consider it me keeping you as a mistress."

Miao Wu's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Really?" Bao Hong gently embraced her, lowered his head, and kissed her cherry lips. Silence spoke louder than words; it was the best answer. Miao Wu's body trembled, and she immediately embraced him and kissed him passionately. After a while, Miao Wu turned away contentedly and said, "Let's go, to save Poison Rose." Bao Hong stretched out his right arm, flipped his hand, drew two swords from their sheaths, and leaped onto the wall first. The nun Miao Wu also drew her sword, lightly touched the ground, and stood on the wall beside Bao Hong.

Suddenly—a black figure shot out from the left side of the third-floor hall, flew down to the foot of the wall, and bowed to Miao Wu, saying, "My master invites you." Miao Wu asked, "Where is your master now?" The person did not answer immediately, his handsome eyes fixed on Bao Hong's face. Bao Hong, seeing that the newcomer was none other than the young novice monk in blue robes he had seen in the main hall, glared angrily at him. He knew that there wasn't a single good person in Tianlei Temple, and this young novice was no exception. Taking advantage of this moment, Miaowu smiled at the young novice and said, "Let me introduce you, this is my junior brother, surnamed Bao." The young novice bowed respectfully to Bao Hong. Miaowu turned to Bao Hong, pointed to the young novice, and said, "He is the master's youngest disciple, named Fosheng."

With that, she leaped down from the temple wall. Bao Hong nodded and smiled at Fosheng, then jumped down beside Miaowu, acting as if he were her junior brother. Miaowu was secretly delighted, smiled at Fosheng, and said, "Where is your master? Please lead us to him quickly." Fosheng bowed and replied, "In a secret chamber underground. Please follow me." He then turned and led the way towards the main hall.

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