[Wuxia] The Green Hat of the Martial World (Book) - 4-6

Chapter 15: Garden Romance

Almost half a cup of tea had passed when I felt a heaviness creeping down my back. I could still hear his incoherent ramblings, and for a moment I didn't know whether I was being foolish or ridiculous.

Just then, a thought flashed through my mind, and I finally looked up and laughed, "Hahaha! I get it! It seems the place you're talking about must be Thailand! Because the southernmost part of China is Thailand!"

"So in this day and age, you've been calling Thailand Siam! Hilarious! Absolutely hilarious!"

I continued, still smiling, but my laughter seemed somewhat forced in front of them.

Master Yikong seemed to pause for a moment, then turned to Feng Tingyu and chuckled, "Hehe! Miss Feng, it seems this benefactor is no ordinary simpleton."

Feng Tingyu, who had been observing coldly from the side, immediately burst into laughter, saying sweetly, "Please don't be offended, Master Yikong. This young master does indeed come from an ominous place; he keeps saying he's from the 21st century."

"What do you mean?"

Master Yikong suddenly withdrew his smile, his expression turning serious as he looked at me intently. "Could it be that this benefactor bumped his head earlier and has now become delirious, speaking incoherently?"

"Actually... I don't know much either. I only know that when I saw him lying unconscious on the ground in the woods, I guessed that he must have hit his head then, which is why he's been living like a madman ever since."

Master Yikong suddenly raised his head, reached out and grabbed my arm, his expression solemn. He couldn't help but sigh and murmur sadly, "So that's why. Such a heroic future has been ruined by the world. What a pity! What a pity!"

Feng Tingyu felt the same way. Looking at the young man beside her, who was standing there blankly, she said in a deep voice, "So in my opinion, this young man is probably not the savior of the martial arts world that you were referring to. It seems that all the effort you put into searching for him has been wasted."

At this moment, I stood motionless in front of them, but I could still hear them almost simultaneously talking about my faults. I looked over, utterly exhausted, and saw this alluring and delicate beauty. She wore a long-sleeved, flowing robe, her body seemingly swaying in the wind. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, like those of a golden branch or jade leaf, her eyes bright and clear.

Seeing this, my heart skipped a beat. Gradually, my mind drifted back to my own wife. If my wife, who had long since died at my hands, possessed even half of her classical elegance and such delicate beauty, even if she had cheated on me and fallen for someone else, perhaps I wouldn't have been able to bring myself to kill her. I might have willingly become her cuckold.

"Hold on a minute,"

I suddenly interrupted, my expression frantic as I tried to argue, "I'm telling you, you're the ones who've gone mad... you're the ones who have! What haven't I seen? I'm perfectly lucid! It's you country bumpkins who insist I'm some kind of martial arts... some kind of savior of the martial world! I really can't explain anymore. All I want now is to go home, I just want to go back to my world!"

"Please calm down, benefactor," the

Taoist priest, who called himself Master Yikong, said, as he sighed and recounted his life's wisdom. He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and sighed again, "As the saying goes, 'A river of spring water flows eastward, rushing to the sea never to return.' Your past experiences may leave you with unspoken sorrows. However, the world is often full of twists and turns. Even a tiny blade of grass can survive a storm, its roots drifting to another place to continue living. How much more so for a man with passion and soul! Therefore, based on my years of Taoist wisdom, I suggest you open your heart and take things easy to give yourself a chance at rebirth."

Feng Tingyu stood silently, unable to utter a sound. Seeing the stunned expression on the young master's face, she couldn't hold back her tears, her beautiful eyes inexplicably welling up with tears.

Feng Tingyu straightened up and supported me. Then, her intoxicatingly sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I was momentarily stunned as she dragged me to a pavilion beside the garden. As I was about to sit on one of the marble chairs inside, I heard her sigh, "Brother Liu, nothing in this world is difficult. Even in the most difficult times, I'll be there for you. Please don't give up on yourself anymore; it will only make you more unhappy."

"I don't need your help! I really... have to go,"

I said in shock, suddenly struggling to my feet, deeply moved, preparing to turn and leave.

Hearing the bald man who called himself Master Yikong approach the pavilion, he said in a low voice, "Benefactor, although the world outside is vast, you seem unfamiliar with the mountain paths around here, and given your injuries, where can you find shelter? Please reconsider..."

"Master Yikong is quite right,"

Feng Tingyu suddenly exclaimed before he could finish, "Brother Liu, why don't you stay here for now? On the one hand, you can rest and recuperate, and on the other hand, you can avoid unnecessary trouble."

Master Yikong smiled and immediately said, "Miss Feng, you can rest assured about that. This humble monk has already prepared meals for you two, which will be specially delivered to your respective rooms later."

"Brother Liu, what's done is done. If you really want to leave, you should at least fill your stomach so you have the strength to go."

Seeing Feng Tingyu gently grasping my wrist, her eyes brimming with tears, she bit her cherry lips and exclaimed, "It's decided then! Let's put this matter aside for now, and make plans after we've filled our stomachs."

I seemed silent for a moment, then slowly nodded, sighed softly, and said, "Whatever... Now that things have come to this, I have nowhere else to go. Do I have any other choice?"

Master Yikong, upon hearing this, quickly nodded and said, "Hahaha, that's right! This humble monk will serve you a meal shortly."

"Um, Master Yikong,"

before she could finish speaking, Feng Tingyu smiled at the high monk before her, looking anxious, and stammered, "Actually... this young lady would like to wash and change first. I think it will be about an hour before the master can bring the meal to my room. What do you think, Master?"

Master Yikong seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but then did not refuse, and said with a smile, "Oh? Of course, that's no problem. I will bring the meal to this benefactor's room first."

"Brother Liu, then you should be a good boy and fill your stomach first before making any arrangements for the future."

My body trembled, and I looked completely lost. I could only say blankly, "I'll go back to my room first."

"Well, if there's nothing else here, then this humble monk will take his leave and go into the inner hall to bring you rice and dishes."

Before Feng Tingyu could answer, the master beside her put his palms together, bowed, and turned to leave. **********

...

Feng Tingyu immediately flashed a smile, her face beaming, her eyes sparkling with a watery light. She nodded slightly and said, "Brother Liu, please make yourself at home."

Just as she was walking towards me, she suddenly seemed to raise her eyes and smile at me, then burst out with a "pfft," saying, "Hehehe... Brother Liu, don't blame me for making fun of you, but it seems you'd better grow your hair long before you tie it up and wander the world. Your current hairstyle does look quite silly!"

Hearing her say this, I could only chuckle awkwardly, but deep down, I was completely captivated by the angelic beauty before me, my heart pounding, and I froze, as if frozen in place.

"You..."

Seeing that I seemed to be standing silently outside the pavilion, Feng Tingyu hadn't finished speaking when she stood up from the pavilion and brushed past me, seemingly heading towards the other side of the pavilion. Perhaps her room was in another corner of this dilapidated hall. Ancient people often held conservative views, so outdated ideas like "men should stay men, women should stay women," and "men and women shouldn't touch each other," were probably still prevalent.

Almost several seconds passed, and I remained silently standing outside the pavilion, my limbs stiff, including my penis, which throbbed with each beat of my heart, pounding incessantly towards her. I watched as she walked down the opposite corridor, her slender waist swaying incessantly, her shapely buttocks constantly undulating, so alluring, until her figure slowly disappeared from my sight. At this moment

, while I was still immersed in my lustful fantasies, I suddenly snapped back to reality, raising my head. My forehead was covered in cold sweat, but my blood was boiling, and I was burning with desire! So I mustered my strength, clutching my swollen genitals with both hands, and immediately turned and fled back to my room to masturbate.

************ At this moment, the air in the room seemed to condense into a halo above my head. My brows furrowed, and my eyes became hazy, but my heart was pounding fiercely. I was already tightly gripping my engorged penis, and in that throbbing moment, my hand moved violently, forcefully, and relentlessly back and forth.

"Ah...ah...I'll fuck you to death...I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"

I gripped the fleshy shaft of my penis tightly with one hand, slowly swaying my lower body. My breathing became somewhat rapid, my eyes closed, slightly dazed, my gaze still unfocused, my lips slightly parted.

In that moment of blissful oblivion, those old, forgotten scenes finally surfaced in my mind. The voluptuous woman was probably under thirty. Her captivating double eyelids and large, beautiful eyes remain vivid in my memory, as if she were still standing right in front of me.

"I gave you a lover…and you…and you said you wanted to leave me…Now…I'll fuck you to death! You deserve to die! Damn it! I'll fuck you to death!"

My low, guttural voice still came from the depths of my heart, murmuring in a dreamlike manner.

Back in my fantasy, the woman in my mind was wearing a cool summer outfit, a light blue dress somewhat like an evening gown, holding hands with her lover, who was a head taller than her, standing silently in front of a black leather sofa.

Suddenly, I shifted my gaze to the figure in front of the black leather sofa, seeing her turn her head slightly, nod slightly to me, and then begin to remove her clothes. She slowly raised her hands, gently pulling the clothes off her head. In a flash, she was left wearing only a two-piece blue sexy vest and matching folded stockings.

"Wife! You...you're wearing that outfit, it was a gift for our wedding anniversary last year! You...you actually wore it to him?"

I was utterly confused and anxious, hesitant to speak, but secretly wanting to pounce on her and stop her.

To my surprise, she calmly put on a smile and remained silent, her fair and delicate face flushed like the sunset.

"Wife! Wife! Say something!"

The tears that had been welling up in my eyes finally streamed down my face. I trembled all over and anxiously asked her, "I'm asking you, why did you wear this lingerie to him? Could it be...could it be that you've fallen for him?"

Although she couldn't speak, I knew she was just unable to express herself, her tearful heart struggling intensely with this matter.

Her eyes shimmered, tears welling in them. Hearing my voice message from the sofa, she slowly embraced her lover, rising to a stern stance. She barely spoke, only offering a fleeting, deep kiss on his lips.

"Wife! You…you two stop! Don't do this…I don't want it anymore…I want you back with me!"

Facing collapse, I finally lost my temper. Enraged, I lunged forward and pulled her and her lover apart.

The next instant, I gripped her slender hand tightly, my voice trembling, "Enough! I order you back to me!"

"Darling, isn't this what you've always dreamed of?"

She darted back into her lover's arms like a rabbit.

"I don't want it anymore…I don't want to lose you."

I suddenly hated myself, a terrifying feeling washing over me. I shook my head violently and began to weep.

"Darling, aren't you ashamed? Why are you crying in front of my lover?"

At this moment, my tears, which I couldn't hold back, blurred my vision. In an instant, I sobbed and looked at her with teary eyes. She pouted, and her face showed a calm yet smirking expression. So I couldn't care less about my male pride anymore. I hurriedly opened my arms and hugged her tightly to my chest.

"You know what? I thought I could live within the boundaries of desire, but during this affair, I realized that the feelings between him and me weren't just a simple sexual relationship, but a love affair with a soul! A love affair with a body!"

Her body, covered in fragrant sweat, trembled as she gently comforted me, "I'm sorry... darling, I really can't turn back, I really have to leave you!"

Suddenly, I snapped out of my sexual fantasy and back into the room. I was still tightly rubbing my penis in my hand until a tingling sensation suddenly ran through the large glans of my penis, followed by waves of surging from my heels to my testicles. Finally, I felt a surge of heat on the top of my head, and a convulsive spasm ran through my entire body. In the blink of an eye, the tip of my penis swelled up, and a spasm made me ejaculate!

"Ah...he...that bastard, you want to leave me, huh? Old Sun...you never dreamed I'd dare kill my wife and my bastard daughter! I'll splatter you...I'll splatter you to death!"

As the semen splattered, I swayed like a madman, letting out a delirious moan.

"Cough! Cough! Cough..."

Before long, a knock came at the door. Still caught in the afterglow of my orgasm, I immediately looked in the direction of the knock and frantically pulled up my pants.

"Ah...who...who is it?"

I called out tremulously towards the door.

"It's me, benefactor. The vegetarian dishes I mentioned earlier are ready for you. May I bring them in?"

At that moment, as if at record speed, I had already pulled up my pants again. I answered with a soft "hmm" as I calmed my rapid breathing.

"Esteemed benefactor,"

the bald man who walked through the wooden door gradually smiled and said, "Your vegetarian meal is ready, please enjoy."

In a flash, I immediately picked up a piece of cotton cloth that I believed was for wiping the table, then covered my waistband with it. Then I suddenly looked up and saw the bald man standing in front of me with his sleeves fluttering.

"Oh... I'm really sorry to have to ask the Master to personally bring me food. Just... just leave it on the table! If I get hungry later, I'll take it myself."

Since I had just come from a masturbation orgasm, my excited mood hadn't subsided yet. I knew my face was burning, so my sitting posture was a bit strange. I could only nod repeatedly and smile, "If the Master doesn't have anything else, I'd like to stay in the room and rest for a while. For some reason, my head suddenly feels really painful."

"Hehe, it's just a small token, nothing to brag about. I don't want to disturb your rest any longer, but the vegetarian dishes should be eaten while they're hot. If you still feel unwell later, you can stay in the room and rest for a while. This hall has everything you need, except for its boundless tranquility. So please stay here quietly, and I'll take my leave."

Hearing the bald man say this lightly, with a tone that seemed somewhat unfriendly, he turned and left my sight, disappearing from the doorway without looking back.

I watched from afar, and only after the bald man finally pulled the wooden door shut and left could I breathe

a sigh of relief. My face was still flushed, and my high-waisted trousers were finally exposed. As I slowly caught my breath, tears of emotion gradually welled up in my dark eyes. I suddenly looked down at the remaining semen on the floor. Instantly, a foul odor filled my nostrils, gradually permeating the entire room. I thought about the intense masturbation I had just performed alone in this room. I couldn't forget the accident from years ago, nor could I forget my deceased wife. Although I had been blinded by jealousy and accidentally killed the woman I loved most and cherished most in my

life, it felt like a nightmare. If I hadn't been so greedy for the thrill of being cuckolded, I wouldn't be in this miserable state, with no way out.

Even though I clearly understood the saying "If only I had known then what I know now," the die is cast, and the facts are the facts. It's too late for regrets now that the undeniable truth before me is laid bare. I am a notorious wife-killer, feared throughout the country. Fortunately, this isn't the 21st century, so I don't need to worry about living in fear, wandering the world, or constantly evading police pursuit.

After pondering for less than a moment, I suddenly snapped back to reality, turning to look at the vegetarian dishes and plump grains of rice on the table. I was stunned. The so-called vegetarian dishes didn't resemble the kind I usually ate in my original world. Judging from the pale coloring, they were clearly bland and tasteless, indigestible!

"Heavens! What kind of world is this? What kind of vegetarian food is this? How can anyone eat it? How can I stay in this godforsaken place any longer!"

I muttered in a low voice, sitting alone in my chair, talking to myself. "It's utterly unreasonable for a 21st-century person like me to eat this filth! I'd rather not eat it!"

Suddenly, I could no longer contain my anger, coupled with my anxiety about the uncertain future ahead. In a moment, I reached out and pushed over the porcelain bowls and plates on the table to vent my frustration.

"Clang!"

With a crash, all the porcelain bowls and plates in front of me were swept to the ground. Without looking back, I rushed out the door.

Almost at the speed of light, I dashed out the door without looking back, my toes pushing off, running blindly from the front door.

In my frantic sprint, I lost count of how many corridors I passed through, how many unfamiliar corners I crossed. I only knew that when I was utterly exhausted and breathless, my running finally slowed. After a moment, catching my breath, I looked up and found myself standing beneath a centuries-old tree.

The hazy sunlight streamed into my eyes, and the leaves beneath the old tree possessed a poignant beauty, like fallen leaves. The drifting leaves seemed to fall one by one before my bewildered eyes, vividly stirring the sea of sorrow within me.

I held back my tears, refusing to shed a man's tears easily. My eyes were filled with only helplessness; everything else was temporarily forgotten except for the traces of fallen leaves. I stood there motionless, letting the gentle breeze caress my face.

In the hazy distance, a sweet and touching song drifted from an unknown direction. My eyes widened in surprise, and upon closer listening, I realized the voice belonged to a young woman. Every hum, every tone, left me speechless, a feeling of my heartstrings being plucked, an almost soul-stirring attraction drawing me in until I stood frozen, completely still.

With the beautiful song, my steps slowed, as if I were being led, my feet moving forward involuntarily.

As I slowly made my way through a quiet corridor, I finally discovered the source of the melodious singing: a room with its windows and doors tightly shut.

I stood there silently, my eyes barely blinking, my gaze fixed, my face clearly agitated, but the humming from the room never ceased. At that moment, a thought flashed through my mind: besides Miss Feng, who had accompanied me to the palace, there were no other women in this room. Could it be that the one humming in this room was her?

In an instant, the beautiful humming I heard was clear yet incredibly captivating, with a faint sound of water droplets splashing, as if she were enjoying a moment of tranquility while bathing alone in the room.

As the devil and angel within me clashed, a myriad of emotions swirled within me, and finally, I couldn't resist this intense temptation. I suddenly resorted to the perverse scenes in those period dramas where someone peeks at another bathing. So, with my heart pounding and my breath held, I quietly extended my index finger and gently pricked the paper curtain by the window.

Peeping and violating someone's privacy are undoubtedly vile acts committed by lewd and despicable individuals, an unforgivable and base quality. At this moment, I was no exception. Although I was fully aware that such a despicable act was tantamount to exposing the woman naked to my naked eyes, another part of my mind completely controlled my reason. I could only close one eye, press it tightly against the paper curtain, and hold my breath, observing every movement in the room.

Suddenly, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets, because I saw a huge wooden tub, seemingly used for bathing in ancient times, placed in the center of the room, enclosed by a curtain. But peeking through the thin curtain, I could vaguely guess that the woman playing and singing in the tub was none other than Miss Feng.

A moment later, I was still standing quietly outside the window, my mind drifting back to this exhilarating scene, which reminded me of a scene I'd seen in the erotic film *Jin Ping Mei* years ago. In that film, the lecherous Ximen Qing hid in the room next to his godmother's, peeping through a small hole in the wall at a woman as beautiful as a fairy emerging from the water, her naked body glistening with moisture.

The image from that film truly transported me back to that fantasy world. This unbelievable feeling was both real and unreal, and I felt as if I had entered this bizarre place and become another Ximen Qing, hiding by the window to spy on a woman so different in age, sex, and even in terms of social status, bathing and playing in the water, without even a hint of shame or guilt.

I tidied my chaotic thoughts, finally pulling myself out of the euphoric mind and regaining my rationality. However, one eye remained fixed on the naked shadow on the curtain, and a feeling akin to guilt enveloped every part of my body, making it impossible to calm down.

The truth was, the alluring figure in the room, both elusive and captivating, was truly wondrous. Gazing at that alluring silhouette, I was utterly unable to resist. Her curves were perfectly defined, and her curves were perfectly accentuated—truly a stunning beauty from ancient times, like a fairy.

****************************************** Although the woman in the room, Miss Feng, was a seductive ancient woman, seeing her eyes and brows, I couldn't help but feel intoxicated. Even my breathing became rapid. The woman before me was so beautiful; her figure was enough to topple kingdoms.

My heart pounded, and I gasped, "My God... such a figure is just too tempting!"

In that instant, the figure reflected in the curtain seemed to freeze, then burst into a sharp cry: "You audacious flower thief, daring to peep at my beautiful body from the eaves!"

Before the words were even finished, in a flash, she and the fabric hanging on the curtain merged into one, becoming one.

'Oh no! If she discovers I'm secretly watching her shower, I'm doomed!' Peeping through the hole in the window, I thought to myself, my heart sinking. I knew I was about to be exposed; I'd better run away quickly.

But just as I turned to flee, a sudden cracking sound came from the roof tiles.

In the corner of the room, Feng Tingyu looked up as the roof tiles rattled and fell. Suddenly, two burly figures descended from the sky. She stood there dumbfounded, unable to react, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Suddenly, one of the figures let out a wicked laugh and said, "Hahaha! You found me after all. But it's good that you found me. Then this humble monk need not worry anymore. I bet even with your wall-climbing skills, you can't escape my grasp!"

"Nephew, behave yourself. Do not be rude to this young lady, otherwise you may be rude to her later."

Feng Tingyu suddenly turned her head and saw another man in a cassock standing close to her, his expression unchanged.

"Master Yikong?"

Feng Tingyu didn't even blink, her face shocked, her gaze icy, and she said in a trembling voice, "And Master Zhenkong, you too! You... as Buddhists and Taoists, you should have already cultivated your minds and bodies, how could you do something that damages the reputation of this sacred Buddhist place? This is a heinous crime!"

"Hahaha! My uncle and I are not exactly high-ranking monks. We two uncles and disciples are actually undercover agents sent by the imperial court to infiltrate the north and south of the Yangtze River. Our mission is to find the long-lost Azure Blood Demon Sword. When we first met you at that dilapidated temple, we saw that you did have a delicate and graceful appearance, so we misled you to come here. How could we have known that you would be so foolish as to easily believe my words?"

Feng Tingyu was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, but she remained frozen in place, unable to utter a sound.

"Hehe! Nephew, there's no need for further explanations to her,"

the imposter Master Kong laughed, then said in a deep voice, "I'm sure you've been feeling empty and lonely trapped in this dilapidated hall for quite some time. Why don't you make your move?"

Upon hearing this, Master Kong smiled and rushed forward.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu, dressed in cloth, struck a pose, dismounting. Ignoring whether the cloth would slip off her body due to the vigorous movement, she kicked off with her heel and launched a fierce attack.

As the beautiful woman rushed towards him, Master Yikong seemed confident, casually sprinkling some unknown powder at her delicate nose and shouting, "Take this!"

"What?"

Feng Tingyu, her face covered in powder, paled and stamped her feet, exclaiming, "It's Seven-Step Bewitching Powder... a mind-controlling powder!"

"Hahaha!"

Master Yikong suddenly revealed a smug smile, a gust of wind brushing his long sleeves aside, and laughed bitterly, "You do have a little bit of knowledge of martial arts, but even if you know it now, it's too late."

"Shameless scoundrel! What a despicable scheme! Taking advantage of my moment of vulnerability, you resorted to witchcraft! You have truly disgraced our sect, utterly despicable!"

Feng Tingyu, who had stumbled and fallen to the ground, was so agitated that her blood vessels surged, causing her to feel numbness in her limbs. Her speech became increasingly slurred, trembling as she said, "You...you mustn't be so smug. I have accomplices outside...he will expose this...you will all suffer a terrible death..."

Chapter 17: The Den of Fugitives

"Perhaps you mean that Benefactor Liu?"

Master Yikong's expression changed, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly, saying, "Hahaha! Don't waste your time. This humble monk suspects he's fast asleep in his room right now!"

"You... what did you do to him?"

Feng Tingyu was shocked and her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but exclaim, "You... you martial arts bastard! You... you dare to lay a hand on an unarmed man!"

"Hehe... this beautiful young lady, don't be anxious. This humble monk only gave him some vegetarian food to help him fall asleep. I believe it won't kill him."

Feng Tingyu stared at the master in shock. His face immediately revealed a lewd and lustful expression, which made her grit her teeth and turn pale.

"Help! Help! There's a flower thief here... Young Master Liu... Young Master Liu, come quickly..."

Seeing that things were not good, Feng Tingyu mustered her last bit of strength and shouted in alarm.

"Hahaha, shout all you want!"

Master Yikong stood still, but laughed heartily, saying in a low voice, "Even if you shout until you're exhausted, it won't help. The truth is, in this secluded place, no one can hear your shouts. I advise you to be sensible and withdraw your energy!"

"Nephew, there's no need to nag her. Get on your horse!"

Another figure standing nearby, Master Zhenkong just smiled and sighed, "If she uses her true energy again, it won't be fun if she loses her strength and falls into a coma."

"Uncle's words are indeed reasonable, truly a wake-up call!"

Turning around, Master Yikong, who was easily swayed by beauty, seemed to no longer hesitate. Seeing the jade-like body on the ground gradually falling into unconsciousness, lying weakly on the ground making a dying struggle, his lips immediately drooled with hunger. He steeled his heart and immediately pounced on her.

"Stop! Stop! You can't!"

Feng Tingyu, exhausted and collapsed on the ground, was terrified at the sight, only able to let out low, hissing cries.

"Go ahead and shout. If you keep moving your body around, the blood in your body will flow even more violently, and you'll reach another invincible state of excitement even faster! Hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Yikong, unable to contain himself any longer, climbed onto her body, staring almost face-to-face into her wet eyes. He ripped off the only piece of clothing covering her body, and in an instant, her smooth, snow-white, sexy body was revealed before my eyes, her naked allure completely exposed.

The pair of fair, full breasts that met my eyes were delicate and plump, with a perfect cleavage and rosy areolas. Her mons pubis, covered with sparse pubic hair, was perfectly proportioned, like a flawless paradise on earth. Even from a distance, one could smell her sweet fragrance.

Although her face showed panic, her intoxicatingly beautiful body instantly overwhelmed any semblance of conscience in my mind!

On the other side, in this scene, for the first time in her life, Feng Tingyu was subjected to a man's vile act of desecration on her pure white flesh, both spiritually and physically. What was worse, she had no ability to fight back. This made her, a virgin, feel worse than death. It was as if her screams would not be met with any pity. She was utterly helpless, crying out to heaven and earth in vain.

Faced with this intense excitement, I, who was still standing outside the room in a daze, stared intently, not daring to blink. Then, as if caught in a turbulent current, I froze by the window, my heart pounding like a deer, my whole body burning like a wildfire.

Already sweltering with heat, almost half a quarter of an hour later, as I was still watching and listening to every move inside the room, my gaze shifted back to the ground. Hearing the cacophony of violence and screams, my fists clenched tighter, and my breathing became noticeably labored.

This inexplicable thrill was like time rewinding to that moment, when I remembered hiding in the closet, peeking through the crack in the door at my beloved wife and lover embracing on what used to be my master bed, and making suggestive gestures towards him.

In that instant, I finally couldn't resist the heat surging within me. I suddenly reached for my waistband, letting out soft moans. Unconsciously, my penis inside me became completely erect, surging with the vigor of a raging bull. I fell silent, my gaze instead fixed on the floor of the room.

"Hahaha! Truly a stunning beauty! Your body is incredibly alluring!"

The noise from the room instantly reached my ears. I peered through the hole in the window and saw Master Yikong inside with a lewd expression, seemingly excitedly watching the beauty on the floor. His hands immediately began to relentlessly violate every inch of her skin until she closed her eyes tightly, holding her breath, as if secretly waiting for the pain to subside.

Seeing Master Yikong's hands moving menacingly over Miss Feng's protruding areolas, I was unaware that she would be so shaken by the first touch of a man in her life. Her limbs stiffened uncontrollably, and in an instant, she was like a helpless lamb, now a lamb to the slaughter, unable to live or die. A low cry escaped her throat again.

"Ugh... ugh... you... you can't..."

Little did she know, Master Yikong gave Miss Feng a cold laugh as she instantly turned red and trembled. He spread her legs and then removed his robe. In the nick of time, his hard penis finally sprang into the air!

Feng Tingyu stared in horror at the man's penis before her, astonished by its swelling and redness, even the tip resembling a giant mushroom, incredibly swollen and red!

"No...no! Take it away...don't come near me...don't..."

With her eyes wide open and her gaze upward, she struggled with a face full of humiliation.

Meanwhile, I stood outside the room like a cheerleader, breathing heavily in silence. At this moment, I was also watching from the window, my blood surging and my heart racing. I kept telling myself that I really wanted to continue watching this lewd drama unfolding in the room. Although I could only watch from a distance, for this ancient beauty who possessed both beauty and wisdom, it felt as if I were right there. Compared to actually riding her, this feeling of fantasy was much more exciting than actually being on top of her.

"Hehe! Has this young lady ever heard of what it means to play the flute? What it means to lick the dragon's root?"

A lewd voice suddenly entered my ears from inside the room. I immediately put aside the lust in my mind and looked again at the small hole in the window.

At this moment, as I stared intently at Miss Feng on the ground, I saw her lying there completely naked, her face turned to the side in a panic. Tears streamed down her delicate, oval face.

"No...please! Please don't be so presumptuous!"

Feng Tingyu frantically stretched out her remaining, barely able hands, as if to immediately resist the strange object before her. But the moment her hands touched the manhood, which resembled a red-hot iron rod, she quickly withdrew them, sobbing, "Please...stop...please...Young Master Liu! Young Master Liu...please save me!"

Suddenly, Master Yikong leaned forward, pressing his burning hot penis tightly against her face. The base and tip of his penis swelled to twice their original size, and a lubricant resembling male fluid oozed out!

"What...what is this!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Tingyu felt as if she had some hot, foreign substance on her face. She immediately raised her head, her lips trembling in shock for a moment before she cried out in despair, "What...what are these filthy things? Don't...don't!"

"Hahaha! Martial Uncle, it seems this beautiful girl is still a naive girl who has never seen the world. She doesn't even know about these precious things!"

Master Yikong still couldn't stop teasing her lower body. He raised his eyes with a smile and looked at his martial uncle, who was already sitting on the ground meditating. The martial uncle in front of him was as unmoved as usual.

"Hmm... Based on my years of experience with countless women, this young lady is definitely a virgin!"

I immediately turned to steal a glance at the Vacuum Master, who was sitting on the ground meditating. He spoke with an air of certainty, but his face remained expressionless. He then teased me without changing his expression, "Nephew, such a beautiful and charming virgin is not something you can get every time. Don't waste such a great opportunity. You must hold onto this young lady tightly!" '

That's right! This Miss Feng is still a virgin! This important task of losing her virginity should have been left to me!

How can I be a useless bystander at this moment, hiding behind her and watching her die?' After a moment of thought, I suddenly broke free from the lust that filled my head. Although I hadn't been spying outside the room for long, for someone like me who already suffered from a severe cuckoldry complex, it felt like several hours had passed.

At the speed of light, my body involuntarily stirred. I knew that if I didn't stop these shameless flower thieves in the room, and they ended up in a quagmire, this flawless swan would slip through my fingers.

The mere thought of that fair, tender, and slender body being played with by someone else ignited my adrenaline. Without thinking, I mustered an unprecedented amount of energy, slammed my palms together, and shattered the wooden frame of the window in an instant. The whole scene was as if a giant tornado had swept up the window, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

"What...what kind of demon dares to attack the Taiji Hall!"

In an instant, Master Yikong, still half-naked, was startled by the loud noise of the window shattering. He hurriedly grabbed his cassock, and then, just like Master Zhenkong who was meditating on the ground, he instantly changed positions, grabbing the naked and dazed Miss Feng as their hostage.

"It's...Young Master Liu, you?"

I, who am usually impulsive and reckless, suddenly heard a great deal of suspicion in this simple sentence. Master Yikong and the enlightened monk beside him both looked on with wide-eyed disbelief, not knowing how to speak.

Master Yikong asked with a suspicious look, "You...you didn't eat those vegetarian dishes?"

"Nephew, it seems this man is no saint. Why don't you take a look at the wooden window frame in front of you?"

As the high monk of this dilapidated hall, Master Zhenkong trembled, then seemed stunned. He looked closely at the shocking scene before him and said, "This old monk knew long ago that you possessed a strange power, but you hadn't yet learned how to circulate it. And now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Master Yikong was truly speechless with shock. Then, he couldn't help but gasp, trembling, "Master...Master Uncle...where did this miraculous power come from?! It's almost enough to knock the entire house down!"

"Young Master Liu... please save this young lady... save her..."

Supported by the two treacherous men behind her, Feng Tingyu's pure white body was now completely exposed in the room. Desperate to escape their clutches, she temporarily disregarded the humiliation inflicted upon her as a young maiden. At the same moment, I followed their gazes, turning to face the blatant act I had just performed. Then, I turned back and shouted angrily, "Are you scumbags going to let this young lady go or not?!"

"Put her down?"

Master Zhenkong immediately revealed a wry smile, standing leisurely in place, staring at me without moving. His voice was clearly arrogant as he shouted, "Hahaha! This is the territory of the Bagua Palace, and with His Majesty's military backing you up, and today being your death day, you brought this calamity upon yourself. Having fallen to such a state, what bargaining power do you have left?"

Master Zhenkong paused slightly, then another voice continued, "That's right! If you expect my uncle and I to personally release this beautiful maiden and return her with both hands, what will become of the reputation of the Bagua Palace, and the face of the current Emperor? It seems there's no way!"

I suddenly changed color and retorted sharply, "Don't talk to me about the current Emperor or the Ghost Emperor. What about Qin Shi Huang? He still died young in his thirties, leaving behind a worthless son who only knows how to indulge in women, a lawless and disgraceful ruler!"

"Nephew, judging from this benefactor's tone, he seems to have gone mad, spouting nonsense here!"

Master Zhenkong said sternly. "This benefactor, if you know what's good for you, pretend you didn't see anything and run back to your room. But if you refuse a toast and instead want to drink a penalty shot, I believe you'll be angry but won't be able to escape with your life!"

"Yes, how dare he curse the current emperor for his untimely death! What is his punishment!"

Master Yikong blinked and said sternly, "Uncle-Master, don't say anything more to this man. Cursing the emperor is a capital offense. I'd rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. Die!"

Master Yikong released his hands, then blinked sharply, kicked off with his heels, and rang out with a loud "Ha!" Suddenly, his light-footed movements and a five-fingered claw-like hand resembling a flying eagle appeared before my eyes. His movements were incredibly fast, and in that instant, I could barely see his sudden attack. My eyes blinked rapidly, as if I could only hear the pounding of my own heart.

But I had already regained my senses. When I opened my eyes again, I suddenly jumped backward. Unbeknownst to me, I could jump a hundred meters like a frog. Although my reaction was quick, the whole process felt like I was stumbling backward.

"What impressive lightness skill! You actually managed to evade my Cold Eagle Claw! It seems this benefactor is indeed a hidden master, and your inner cultivation technique is even more profound than Mount Tai."

I looked at the man who called himself Master Yikong, seemingly taken aback, but his face was expressionless and lifeless. He stood frozen in front of me, speechless for a long time. After a while, he was forced to speak coldly: "Even if you can evade my three moves, I believe you don't want this young lady to suffer greatly, do you?"

At this moment, I had already jumped far away, but my mind was still not calm. Suddenly, my gaze turned to the direction of Miss Feng. She was still naked and being supported by another high monk, Master Zhenkong.

Seeing his grip tighten, holding her throat and collarbone so firmly that she no longer had the strength to scream, her fair body trembled in pain. Her high, alluring breasts, so tempting to behold, seemed to jiggle before my eyes, her face contorted in agony.

"Young Master Liu... please save me... Liu..."

she murmured, her voice broken and hesitant. Knowing she could no longer breathe, her vision blurred with a blinding starlight, and her once radiant skin began to pale and lifeless.

I hesitated for a moment, but courage prevailed, and I finally suppressed my lustful thoughts of being cuckolded. I blurted out, "How despicable! I... I order you to release this girl immediately! If not... I... I will never let you go!" With

a "plop!"

, my limbs suddenly became paralyzed. It turned out that when I was focused on the young lady being supported by Master Kong, I had been careless and hadn't noticed Master Kong standing behind me. In an instant, he seized the opportunity to use his One-Finger Divine Skill on my back, swiftly striking a pressure point. My heart skipped a beat; his strike hit its mark, rendering me instantly immobile.

My heart sank, and worry crept onto my brow. I thought to myself, "Oh no! I've been accidentally struck on a pressure point!" "Well done, my nephew!"

Master Zhenkong, seeing this, unexpectedly extended a lewd tongue and gently licked the neck of Miss Feng, then frantically kissed her. He then revealed a lewd and domineering expression and sneered, "If this old monk insists on not letting go, as the saying goes, 'a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river can't even save himself!' I believe you, benefactor, are helpless now! Moreover, this female benefactor is too tempting, such a beautiful virgin is truly intoxicating!"

Feng Tingyu immediately responded, "You...you stinky Taoist! You...you don't touch me! Let me go!"

"Hush~~ If this female benefactor wants to seek her own death, she might as well continue to shout and see if this old monk will strangle her?"

Master Zhenkong still ignored her curses and shouts. He slowly grabbed Miss Feng's neck with one hand, and with the other hand, he brazenly touched and twisted the pink areolas on her breasts.

However, a fragrant, delicate scent wafted into her nostrils. So alluring was the scent that even the master of vacuum, pressed tightly against her jade-like back, couldn't help but exclaim, "Nephew, how about we make a reasonable deal? If you would be so kind as to part with this beautiful lady and let me deflower her, I'm sure I'll speak well of you before the Emperor when I attend court. A title and land will be within reach!"

He then noticed that the saliva he spat out had already covered Feng's fragrant neck, and gradually, the nauseating saliva slid down her snow-white skin.

In an instant, I felt a surge of anger, but I could only stand there, motionless and helpless. Then, I shouted in a hoarse voice, "You are all despicable! How dare you, grown men, bully a defenseless and weak woman! What kind of behavior is this! Die!"

Master Yikong, whose sneak attack had failed, was surprisingly confident and spoke with an indifferent tone, smiling slightly, "Enough with the empty platitudes! In a place like this, nestled in the rocky foothills, surrounded by sparse trees and vast grasslands, who wouldn't be tempted? Now that fate has arranged for us, uncle and nephew, to have this beauty, like a fairy descended from heaven, to relieve our years of sorrow, must this humble monk simply accept it?"

"Shut up, you shameless man! You're supposed to be a Buddhist or Taoist, yet you used those vile and obscene witchcrafts on this young lady!"

Even though I couldn't move, my courage kicked in, and I suddenly changed color, angrily shouting at Master Yikong, "And in broad daylight, you even tried to rape her in her room, defiling her pure and innocent body! You committed such a terrible deed and yet you have the audacity to speak so shamelessly!"

"So, you're implying that Benefactor Liu isn't some lowly, lewd man?"

From the other side of the room, Master Zhenkong looked up at me, one hand still around Miss Feng's neck, the other stroking his beard with an air

of self-importance as he laughed loudly, "Actually, I saw you standing outside just now. You must have been peeking at quite a few of your beautiful bodies from outside the room, right?" My heart pounded, my face filled with surprise. His words jolted me awake. In this oppressive stalemate, my body frozen, I was shocked by his words. I felt utterly ashamed, my face burning red, my eyes darting left and right. Unable to meet Miss Feng's gaze, I could only snarl, "You…you're talking nonsense! I didn't…don't wrong me…"

"Hahaha! If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place!"

Master Zhenkong suddenly burst out laughing, "The bad things this Benefactor Liu just did are known only to himself, in this degenerate world."

At this moment, Feng Tingyu's eyes showed a hint of fear, she was completely at a loss, her hair disheveled and her hairpins askew, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, clearly in unbearable pain. A question immediately arose in her mind, she wondered why the young master Liu in front of her would hide outside the room and witness all this, but instead of helping, he chose to stand by and watch. Such a proud and unyielding man, now appearing as cowardly as a mouse, is indeed a rare sight in the world. As for the masculinity that is often mentioned in martial arts novels, where is it?

"Young Master Liu...is what this stinking Taoist priest said true? Could it be...that you are also a hypocrite unknown to others?"

Miss Feng uttered a weak and plaintive voice. Although her voice was low, it still carried a deep resentment in my ears during that moment of silence.

"No! I...I really didn't! I was in the same boat as you. As for this outsider, you really shouldn't believe a single word he says!"

My words ended in a panic, perhaps due to my own inner turmoil, making my voice tremble considerably.

"Young...Young Master, is what you say true?"

Feng Tingyu trembled all over, occasionally choking as she spoke in a low voice. In a state of half-belief and half-doubt, she heard such a sincere and honest reply. In addition, the young master in front of her had a mature and reliable face, and did not have the despicable and lewd expression of some others. He had just given her many sincere explanations that sounded plausible. Therefore, she could only trust her intuition and wholeheartedly choose to believe this companion who had not been on the same boat for long.

At the same time, Master Zhenkong, seeing the man's fierce expression, finally couldn't suppress his laughter. He said with a wry smile, "Hahaha! Don't try to deny it anymore, benefactor. It seems you were watching closely from outside. Your every move has been seen through by my keen eyes."

I was startled by his sudden change in tone. Before he could stop me, I angrily retorted, "Shut up!"

My heart was churning with rage. To save face, I immediately stared at Master Zhenkong and questioned him in a trembling voice, "It was clearly you two, uncle and nephew, who committed adultery, and now you want to frame someone else! Tell me, what are your true intentions in repeatedly trying to sow discord between me and this young lady?"

"What a bold brat! He's about to die and still dares to talk so arrogantly!"

Master Yikong, who had been standing silently beside me, suddenly became furious. He then shouted at his uncle, "Uncle, stop bothering him! Kill him and it will be over. There will be no evidence against him, and we'll have no worries!"

"So... well! Let my nephew handle it as he sees fit! But make sure it's done cleanly and uprightly, so as not to defile this Buddhist land. Hahaha!"

Master Zhenkong stroked his white beard, his face full of cunning, and his tone was deliberately mysterious. After a lewd laugh, he stopped smiling and remained silent.

"This very place will be your burial ground! Die!"

Although I couldn't move my limbs, I vaguely saw Master Yikong standing beside me suddenly lunge forward, his expression ferocious and malevolent, then extending a five-fingered hand like an eagle's claw!

Suddenly, in that lightning-fast speed, an extremely strange thing happened. My previously stiff body was instantly released. This sudden heat was as if a strange true energy was rushing from my dantian to my head, causing the acupoints on my back to break instantly. With a

"bang!"

, I realized that in my moment of desperation, I had instinctively extended my hand, clenched my fist, and transformed it into the shape of a large sandbag, then fiercely struck the figure flying and landing in front of me!

Who knew that the power within me could reach an invincible level that I had never used before? With the touch of my fist, Master Yikong in front of me was hit by my punch, and his body was thrown back dozens of feet!

"Nephew!"

Master Yikong, still supporting Miss Feng, stared in disbelief at the scene before him. His eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "How despicable! Benefactor Liu is indeed no ordinary man! Such formidable inner-layer qigong, and he can release his pressure points on his own without a teacher!"

I, still stunned after landing, glared angrily at the master before me, clearly not yet recovered, and continued to shout, "Release this young lady immediately, and I'll spare your worthless life! Otherwise, your fate will be like his!"

"Master...Master Uncle..." Master Yikong, whom

I had just knocked down, seemed to lift his eyes weakly, his face pale. He could only faintly glance at his master uncle in the distance. A startling trickle of blood, seemingly from internal injuries, spilled from the corner of his mouth. In a trembling voice, he lost consciousness and fainted.

"Nephew, what's wrong?"

Master Zhenkong, seeing the chaos, naturally took a few steps forward, his face changing color.

Master Zhenkong suddenly turned his head, his eyes as fierce as a lion's, and shouted sharply, "You're ruthless! If I don't kill you with my own hands today, my reputation in the martial world will be ridiculed by heroes for generations! I swear I'm not worthy of being called a man!"

Just as my courage was waning, facing this cunning old fox who remained expressionless but whose inner scheming was extremely deep, I couldn't help but gasp in fear at his gaze. Although I was still standing in place, my body trembled uncontrollably.

"Young master... you really can't beat him... save your life and escape quickly..."

Hearing that Miss Feng had come all this way to think of my safety, my heart warmed, but before I could finish speaking, Master Zhenkong pushed Miss Feng aside and then unleashed a spinning move called "Flying Dragon Covering the Top," stepping on the Seven Stars, his imposing aura flying towards me.

Still suspended in mid-air, the Vacuum Master swung his whisk, producing two loud "whoosh!"

sounds. He struck a pose reminiscent of someone sweeping away an army; in the instant the whisk billowed, the feathers on it hardened like a whip, their momentum overwhelming, poised to strike me!

My eyes flashed, my neck twitched, and I leaped backward, crying out, "Ah! You're really going to do this?"

"Otherwise, do you think I'm joking? Take this!"

Before he finished speaking, his feet touched the ground, he immediately stomped down, and lunged at me again, his attack fierce, his face filled with murderous intent, as if determined to take my life. Despite

her exhaustion, Feng Tingyu was still very concerned about the tense situation. She suddenly raised her head, her voice trembling with a gentle tone, and said, "Young Master Liu, be careful of his whisk!"

I had no time to look at Miss Feng, who was already slumped to the ground. In an instant, with a look of panic, I stood several dozen feet away, gritting my teeth and saying, "You old codger! As a high-ranking monk, you dare to bully the weak! Don't push your luck!"

Master Zhenkong, holding an incredibly hard whisk, glanced at the man before him and shouted, "Still so arrogant even when death is imminent! If it weren't for your potential, I would have already taken your worthless life!"

Seeing that his hand seemed about to swing again, I hastily took several steps back, trembling as I said, "You... if you come any closer... I... I will definitely not be polite to you!"

"You're welcome?"

Master Vacuum seemed to pause for a moment, but then burst into loud laughter, his eyes gleaming. "Hahahaha! If this old monk insisted on coming over, you, benefactor, would be a coward. What can a mouse do?"

As a man from the 21st century, hearing his sarcastic laugh, I could no longer bear it. My expression clearly changed, and I clenched my fist, instantly lunging forward to punch! My fist flew out rapidly, and with a loud "boom!"

Master Vacuum seemed unable to anticipate that I, who had been standing far away, could pounce on him in less than a second. Then, I clenched my fist, the force of my punch like a dragon, and slammed it down hard on his face.

At this moment, although my punch was extremely fast, the scene that entered my eyes seemed to be in slow motion. From the moment my fist flew out, it struck the left side of his face in a flash of lightning, until all the muscles on his face caved in, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, finally spilling onto the ground.

"Miss Feng! Grab my hand quickly, let's get out of here!"

I immediately turned to the naked Miss Feng and shouted. Seeing her fair and smooth body, my heart was completely captivated. But when I turned back, I was startled by the scene before me. I saw that this Vacuum Master's powerful figure seemed to fall to the ground as if blown away by the wind, instantly raising a cloud of dust. But in the blink of an eye, he struggled to his feet and gritted his teeth, saying, "You brat, your punches are so fast and invisible. It seems I have underestimated you all along."

"Miss Feng, if you don't leave now, it might be too late!"

I immediately lowered my head and saw the Vacuum Master on the ground slowly getting up. Before he finished speaking, he turned around, took off his shirt, and temporarily wrapped it around her naked body. Then he anxiously shouted, "I'm in a hurry, so please forgive me! Hold onto my shoulders tightly, and I'll carry you away right now!"

Feng Tingyu sighed softly. She glanced to the side and saw that her body was being lifted up by the man in front of her and lightly held in his arms. The moment she leaned against him, her heart fluttered. In a hazy moment, she felt as if he had displayed a chivalrous and righteous demeanor. His plain face now seemed exceptionally handsome, as dashing as a dashing knight-errant. Her young heart naturally developed an unprecedented feeling of admiration.

In this situation, I couldn't help but lower my eyes to look at the classical beauty beneath me, her hair disheveled and her hairpins askew, yet still exuding a captivating charm. Even though I longed to be intoxicated by this moment, the current situation forced me to temporarily set aside my personal feelings.

Suddenly, I stomped my heel, landing with a resounding thud, and a gust of wind swept through the room. Chasing after bandits was, after all, my forte in my original world. In an unexpected turn of events, I found myself, without looking back, carrying Miss Feng in my arms, and dashing away like a whirlwind, my footsteps kicking up clouds of dust.

"You brat! Don't even think about escaping from my grasp!"

I suddenly heard a howl behind me. The howl seemed both near and far, yet its power was so great it felt like it would shatter the meridians within me.

"Young Master Liu...please...please don't turn back, keep running forward. That...master is probably chasing us...don't...worry about this...this humble woman..." The young

lady Feng, nestled in my arms, spoke softly, her breath growing weaker and weaker.

We had trekked through hilly terrain, surrounded by mountains, and seeing the young lady Feng in my arms, seemingly barely breathing, her jade-like hands falling limp, her phoenix eyes half-closed, her face pale and colorless, my heart nearly broke. The hateful enemy behind us seemed to be drawing ever closer. Between gasps for breath, I had no choice but to heed her advice and turn back to continue our escape.

Suddenly, though I wasn't actually walking fast, as I traversed this gloomy, sunless mountain range, my foot slipped, and the grassland suddenly plunged into a hidden pit. Before I could react, I cried out and fell into the pit. Feng, whom I was holding, and I both plummeted like arrows. Just before we hit the ground, I saw faint glimmers of light flashing past my eyes, from light to darkness, as if we were about to fall into a bottomless abyss. Then, in the instant of a fierce scream, we finally hit the bottom of the pit, and my body collapsed, completely losing consciousness.

04-21 [Wuxia] The Green Hat of the Martial World (Book) - 4-6
Chapter 18: The Strange Affair of the Treasure Mirror

Silence, still silence, only the faint, low squeaks of apes could be heard. In my hazy state, I didn't know how long I had been unconscious. Just as I gradually regained consciousness and opened my eyes, everything suddenly went dark. I immediately got up and looked around frantically. Suddenly, a body swayed in front of me, its legs seemingly struggling off the ground, emitting a deep, groaning sound.

"Miss Feng! What are you doing?"

I was shocked and rushed forward, lifting the body that was already hanging in mid-air, shouting, "You... why are you so foolish? Why are you trying to commit suicide?"

Feng Tingyu, with a vine hanging from her neck, already pale and on the verge of death, immediately let out rapid, panting breaths, her excited heart as if she had been temporarily rescued from the gates of hell. In her struggle, she saw the young master Liu, whom she had only recently met, standing at her feet. Seeing him lift her leg, she burst into loud sobs, gasping, "Waaah... Ah... Let me go! Just... let me die! My body is already impure, tainted, and I have no face to face the world!"

At this moment, I desperately refused to release her leg, keeping it raised, my fingers clenched tightly, and cried out, "Don't be so foolish! Nobody wants this to happen. Is it worth it to risk your life over such a small matter?" "

Please let go... My pure reputation is now ruined by someone else. What right do I have to talk about whether it's worth it or not? I can't face my master either; I've truly failed her lifelong teacher-student bond!"

"We just escaped death, why are you so desperate to die now?"

I shouted, my eyes darting around. My heart skipped a beat. Because of her position, her upper body was covered by the shirt I had taken off, but her lower body was completely naked, even the fine hair on her mons pubis was indirectly visible to me.

"This humble woman is not worthy of your help, young master. Let me die to end my sorrows!"

In her panic, I saw Feng Tingyu's eyelashes glisten with tears, her delicate brows furrow, and her hands quickly and tightly gripping the vines around her neck. Her face instantly showed an expression of wanting to commit suicide.

"Stop talking nonsense in front of me! You're young and carefree; preserving your life is the most important thing!"

I exclaimed, seemingly stunned for a moment. Suddenly, I felt a surge of strength from nowhere, and the muscles in my arm bulged. I lifted her slender body and snapped the vine around her neck.

"Snap!"

She lost her balance and fell in front of me.

"Waaah...waaah...why...why didn't you let me kill myself, young master? If I had died just now, it would have been all over! I...how can I face the world from now on...how can I face my master...how can I stand in the martial arts world?"

The young lady Feng trembled all over, lying on the ground, utterly exhausted. She had no more words, only gasping for breath and murmuring sobs. Her tear-streaked face showed she was truly in unbearable pain.

Seeing her incessant weeping and hearing her continuous sobs, I was stunned, as if I were frozen by her pitiful expression and her deeply sympathetic situation. So I sighed deeply, slowly walked up to her, and extended a hand of friendship. I silently reflected that if it weren't for my momentary selfishness—spying on this young lady being violated by outsiders without intervening, and even more absurdly, having genuinely hoped to witness her being raped—I would have been able to stop it all. If I had intervened then, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way. But now it was too late for regrets; looking back now wouldn't restore her virginity and purity.

Deeply ashamed and remorseful, I dared not utter a sound, only remaining silently before her. Such a beautiful and charming woman, and my heart gradually succumbed to her allure. I told myself I wanted to do everything in my power, even if it meant my own destruction, to soothe her agitated heart.

"Miss Feng, the ground is covered in sand and dust, please get up first!"

I choked back a sob, my whole body trembling slightly, and let out a soft voice.

Suddenly, "Pop!"

A sound rang out, the voice like a thunderclap from a clear sky. In an instant, her slender hand touched my chest, her soft, boneless fingers striking my pressure point, rendering me unable to move!

"What Master Zhenkong said before wasn't entirely without reason. You were also involved at the time! It's very possible that you were hiding outside the room, witnessing me bathing and grooming for quite some time!"

Feng Tingyu was deeply moved. She lightly lifted her jade-like foot from the ground, staring at me with a changed expression and shouting, "Now that I cannot commit suicide for the time being, I must take your dog's life to preserve my precious purity!"

"You, you..."

After breaking out in a cold sweat, I was stunned and my heart was pounding. I opened my eyes and stared ahead, stammering out, "Why are you... why are you still so stubborn... you can't tell right from wrong, you always side with outsiders!"

Feng Tingyu's face turned red with anxiety, and she retorted angrily, "Enough nonsense! I have no ties now, so I'll send you to the Yellow Springs myself before ending my own life!"

Feng Tingyu's eyes lit up, then changed color instantly, "Besides, if it weren't for your appearance, I wouldn't have ended up like this! So the culprit is still you, young master!"

I stared at her, my face already pale with fright, but I knew that since I fell from the building and inexplicably transmigrated to this godforsaken place, such a fantastical thing, I shouldn't have been alive for long. Having made up his mind, he then coldly said, "Since you continue to act so arrogantly and unreasonably, I have nothing more to say! Do as you please, whether you want to hit or kill me!"

"You...you think I really wouldn't dare kill you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's face darkened, and after a moment of hesitation, she replied sharply, "It's you, this shameless scoundrel of unknown origin, who has ruined my reputation and honor. Even if I kill you a thousand times, or even ten thousand times, I can't make up for it!"

Suddenly, I became agitated, and all the pain that had accumulated in my heart seemed about to erupt. I suddenly felt that living in this world was utterly meaningless, so I suddenly went all out and shouted at her, "Kill me! Kill me! I should have died long ago, but I'm too stubborn to die. Now I've been transported to this place, and I'm being bullied and killed by you ancient people again and again! Since you want my life, then come at me! I won't have any resentment even if I fall into hell."

As soon as I finished speaking, I closed my eyes tightly, as if to show a resolute expression.

Seeing the man's shameless expression, Feng Tingyu couldn't resist rushing forward and grabbing his neck with her slender hand!

The moment her fingers clenched, her inner energy surged, and seeing him kneeling on the ground with a look of complete submission, she felt a pang of pity. She sighed, slowly releasing her grip, and fiercely declared, "This time, I'll spare your life. Your previous life-saving grace is now wiped clean. From now on, we're strangers! If I hear any rumors about me in the martial world, or if we meet again in a fight, don't blame me for not showing you mercy! You'd better watch yourself!"

Hearing her words, I suddenly opened my eyes, looking at her shimmering eyes, her fair skin flushed, her eyelashes fluttering. Her bright eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words, as if she were hinting at something special to me.

I stared blankly around, but apart from the gloomy cave, the surrounding mountain walls seemed to offer no way out. Looking up, it felt as if I were in a bottomless pit, dozens of feet deep, completely dark. My heart sank. After

a long while, I sadly lowered my head, my face hardening, and slowly said to her, "We'll talk if we survive. Right now, whether we can see the light of day again, or even escape, is questionable. We might really be trapped here for the rest of our lives."

Feng Tingyu, startled, instantly snapped out of her daze, finally regaining her composure. Suddenly, she looked up, then glanced around her spot repeatedly before anxiously turning back to look at the man before her. Even though he was utterly unlikable, his arrogant and unrestrained demeanor, subtly exuding a proud and unyielding spirit, warmed her young heart for the first time.

To be honest, after spending a period of time with him—not too long, not too short—she felt that this stranger, though initially somewhat displeased, had gradually developed a sweet sense of friendly kindness. He was honest with her, outspoken, and even rescued her in a critical moment, saving her life. All of this proved that this man truly harbored no ill will towards her; he was indeed a trustworthy confidant in the martial arts world.

Suddenly, a thought that made her heart tremble suddenly surfaced in her mind. She actually thought that if she and the future leader of the Tianlong Sect had no hidden feelings for each other and had not made a meeting agreement three years ago, this man of unknown origin in front of her might have become her true love.

After pondering for a while, Feng Tingyu felt her cheeks burning. She lowered her head repeatedly, her bright eyes unfocused, and murmured, "Brother Dingyi..."

Hearing this, I cautiously asked before she could speak, "Xiaoyu, which one is your Brother Dingyi?"

At this moment, I suddenly saw a surprised expression on her face. When she was about to speak, she seemed hesitant, her whole face already flushed. She raised her eyebrows anxiously, and said with a sigh and panting, "Please, Young Master Liu, have some self-respect. Actually, I am not familiar with you. From now on, it is most appropriate for us to address each other by our real names. As for who that person is, it is not your business! If you really have any skills, you should use your brain a little and think of a practical way to escape from here!"

Just as she said, she knew she was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. The truth was, she had unknowingly been touched by the man before her, her blood surging as if a million worms were crawling all over her. This strange emotion stemmed from her first meeting with the eldest disciple of the Tianlong Sect, the future leader of the sect—Brother Dingyi—several years ago at Tianlong Mountain, where she fell in love at first sight. Now, years later, this man, who called himself Young Master Liu and sported a head of hair that no martial artist in the entire Central Plains had ever combed, had somehow rekindled a hidden undercurrent of feelings that seemed both real and unreal. If she had to choose between the two, her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't tell which was true affection and which was just a fleeting feeling.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of anger at her harsh criticism, but as a man from the 21st century, I could only stand there nodding and smiling bitterly, silently enduring her seemingly incomprehensible and barbaric temper. Gradually,

I began to enjoy being subjected to this woman's constant display of a princess-like, aristocratic savagery. This heart-pounding feeling was like being tormented by my deceased wife, yet back then I felt no resentment towards her and was even indulging in a kind of pleasure. Besides wholeheartedly and silently serving her various unreasonable demands, including her demanding that I, her rightful husband, faithfully abandon her and kneel on the edge of the master bedroom bed to personally escort her to her lover for their passionate lovemaking.

The words had barely reached my ears when, after a long pause, I finally came to my senses and walked towards the dark terrain before me. As I touched the surrounding cliff face, I turned back to her and gently instructed, "Miss Feng, it's very dark here, and the ground is damp. Don't follow me up yet. I'll go explore on my own for a while and then return to you."

"Ah...right,"

before leaving, I suddenly remembered something. So, I turned away sheepishly and slowly took off my pants, sincerely saying to her with my back turned, "Since I rescued you at the last minute, you...you should put on my pants first! Don't worry, I'm wearing underwear."

In an instant! Hearing this, Feng Tingyu realized how careless she had been. Apart from a men's shirt, her lower body was almost completely exposed. Before she could speak, she instinctively reached down and covered herself!

"Ah...you scoundrel!"

Feng Tingyu's face suddenly changed drastically. She lowered her body and covered her lower body, crying out in alarm, "Don't you dare turn around! Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand! I...I really will blind you!"

I sighed slowly, then couldn't help but steal a glance at her. Seeing her flushed and flustered expression, my heart stirred. I lowered my head sadly, still keeping my back to her, and said softly, "Miss Feng, we have been through so much together these past few days. It's a kind of fate that we've shared hardships. But please believe me one last time. I swear I really won't be like before, I won't be rude to you anymore. Can you try to let go of your prejudice against me?"

"Shut up! Go away! Don't stand in front of me! Get away!"

Just as I was about to leave, I heard her still crying out behind me, one after another, like thunder.

'Sigh!' "Ancient women are just ancient women. Such a trivial matter, and they'd cry for their lives. Is reputation really that important to women in this era?" I pondered for a moment, then sighed sadly. In a soft, polite voice, I said, "I'm leaving! I'm leaving! Put on my trousers for now, I'll be back here to meet you later."

Before I finished speaking, Feng Tingyu remained silent for a long time, seemingly embarrassed. But she couldn't help but glance up briefly at his retreating figure, her tear-filled eyes quickly softening. Her previously terrified expression instantly turned gentle, and her turbulent heartstrings were quickly pulled back from their chaotic emotions. She remained silent. Her wet

eyes blinked, silently staring at the figure before her, which seemed to recede further and further away, becoming increasingly blurry. In the dark mountain cave, in less than a quarter of an hour, the figure of Young Master Liu finally disappeared. Her bewildered heart seemed still unable to calm down from shame.

The cave was deep and cold on all sides. Although a faint light shone from the entrance, dozens of feet above the ground, it couldn't reach the ground. The gloomy surroundings seemed eerily cold,

so dark that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. After quickly picking up a pair of men's trousers from the ground and putting them on, Feng Tingyu, alone and speechless, sat there silently, lost in thought.

In an instant, her mind drifted into a sea of melancholy, and the figure that surfaced in her mind was the first disciple of the Tianlong Sect, her beloved Long Dingyi. She believed that her ideal man must possess a unique demeanor, not only imposing and dignified, but also a martial arts leader to whom all sects would follow, and who would bear the heavy responsibility of unifying the entire martial arts world. What saddened her most was that the only man she truly loved was not only a cold and aloof iron man, but also a man who, despite his heroic pronouncements, was blunt, calculating, and utterly clueless about romantic flattery—a martial arts hero completely unaware of such subtleties.

As for the chance encounter with Young Master Liu, his eccentric behavior and varied speech made it clear that the man who had been calling himself Young Master Liu for days seemed to have the upper hand. He appeared more humorous and charming, as if every day spent with him was spent with a smile.

To be honest, since she was old enough to understand things, even though she had cultivated profound internal skills and fought alongside her master and disciples in the martial arts world for many years, slaughtering enemies and killing hordes of people, her hands were stained with the blood of countless lives. She knew that her background was not easy, but having seen countless people, she also believed that throughout history, the various factions that had fought in the martial arts world for a long time, though seemingly smiling and harmless on the surface, were actually treacherous and deceitful, harboring ulterior motives behind the scenes. They were supposed to be sworn brothers from reputable sects, but in secret, they were all plotting how to seize half of the martial arts world.

The so-called alliance of various sects to assassinate the most infuriating tyrant in the world, Qin Shi Huang, a cruel and unscrupulous ruler who completely disregarded the hardships of the people and instead plundered the wealth of the people from all over the world, was nothing but empty talk. She felt deeply that the martial arts world, which was like a plate of loose sand with everyone harboring their own secrets, could not possibly put it into action. Thinking of this, she felt a sense of weariness.

As for the disciples of other righteous sects in the martial arts world, they only know how to blindly manage the affairs of the martial arts world. Because of this cold-heartedness and the discriminatory mentality that views weak women as inferior, these martial arts heroes, with their lofty ambitions, gradually neglect the other most important aspect of the world for the sake of their special status and face. When necessary, they can choose to abandon everything around them, completely disregarding everything, even cruelly abandoning their only closest and most cherished wife, all for the sake of vying for fame and power. Therefore, they are willing to fight to the death, losing their lives on the battlefield, their families destroyed, ultimately leaving only their wives and concubines at home, carrying a nominal status for the rest of their lives.

Meanwhile, the dark side hidden in Feng Tingyu's heart remains melancholic and silent. If the fate arranged for her by the God of Love is destined for her to love her beloved brother wholeheartedly and without regret, then she can only helplessly accept this fate. In addition, she also admitted that if, in time, her only husband, her brother, were not destined to die and instead perished by a sword, even if she had to endure all the mental torment of women in the world and be left alone in an empty room, she knew that her martial arts skills were unparalleled. However, being a second-class woman was still a second-class woman, and as a weak woman, she really had no way to resist the arrival of such a tragic fate. In her heart, she could only silently shed tears and sadly accept this nightmare.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu thought of the young master Liu who had bullied her in many ways, and her heart sank. She couldn't help but shudder and said to herself, "Alas... how can things in this world always go as planned? If only my brother's temperament were even half as caring as that young master Liu's, that would be truly wonderful..." As

Feng Tingyu pondered this, her expression became unfocused. At this moment, the desire that had been hidden in her heart for so long inadvertently surfaced on her face. She suddenly felt two conflicting voices appear in her mind. One was from a gentle and kind angel, and the other was from a wicked and wicked devil. In her chaotic thoughts, there was an inexplicable undercurrent of hesitation. Which of the two was the true love she could entrust her life to?

In her mind, Feng Tingyu felt her face flush and her eyes grow increasingly hot with each thought. Her eyes seemed empty, as if she were gazing into the distance, yet she remained seated quietly. Deep within her heart, her heart pounded like a drum, her mind in turmoil, lost in her fantasies.

Feng Tingyu was simply unable to think. Even with her considerable experience in understanding the nature of good and evil, and the experience she had accumulated in the martial arts world, her ability to read people was already exceptional. Her usually clear-headed and decisive conscience now seemed completely lost, even somewhat out of her control. Her eyes were empty and bewildered, her face displaying a trembling and confused expression as she stood there, stunned.

"Feng... Miss Feng!"

Suddenly, a frantic voice rang out. Feng Tingyu snapped back to reality. Her eyes were blurry and devoid of any light, but the figure before her was rapidly approaching, seemingly holding a withered willow branch, rushing towards her.

"Miss Feng! If we keep going, we'll see an underground lake, and there's an entrance over there. It seems like some light is coming in from outside; it looks like an exit!"

I rushed forward from the dark cave, grabbing her shoulder, panting, my words coming out in a jumbled, uneven breath. "I don't know how to explain this to you...you should come with me!"

Without waiting for her reply, I grabbed her slender hand and led the way through the dark cave.

Behind me, Feng Tingyu silently stared at the imposing back of a man before her. She felt the figure before her open eyes suddenly become vivid, then dim, yet a stirring feeling danced incessantly in her mind. It took her almost a long time to snap out of her reverie, her mind in turmoil, unsure how to react.

'Could it be that I've really fallen for someone else, fallen for Young Master Liu without even realizing it?' After a moment's thought, Feng Tingyu continued to stare intently at his back, then timidly turned away, only to repeat the act again almost immediately.

After a brief moment of their bodies meeting, she gradually felt an intense heat surging within her abdomen. The heat generated by her affection surged from her abdomen to every inch of her inner thighs, like sparks flying, causing her heart to race and giving her goosebumps.

Her blood boiled instantly, and she felt a sudden "boom" in her mind before realizing the reason for her unease and uneven breathing: she had unknowingly fallen in love with the man before her. She immediately felt this absurd change, a feeling akin to personally severing her brother's true feelings. Her bewildered and confused expression was completely revealed on her face.

A constant reminder to herself that she absolutely could not betray the true feelings her brother had always held for her, Feng Tingyu, her mouth slightly open and her breathing steady, quickly regained her composure. Seeing her hand firmly grasped by a warm, comforting hand, she continued walking slowly, step by step, into the dark cave.

As she followed the young man past countless damp, mossy forks in the path, seemingly guided by a subtle memory and sixth sense, she indeed turned a small corner, walked a few more steps, and finally stopped before a cave entrance that let in light.

As I turned to look at Miss Feng behind me, I panted heavily to hide my excitement, exclaiming, "This is it! See, I didn't lie to you, did I? Look how magnificent this lake is!"

At that moment, Feng Tingyu was also startled by the sight before her. Her phoenix eyes widened, and she immediately showed an expression of realization, muttering, "So what you said earlier, young master, really is here. But... but how can there be a lake in such a place? This is indeed a bit unbelievable..."

I silently nodded and stood before her, quietly reflecting on the situation. Even back in my teenage years, when I first experienced a woman, even on my wedding night with my deceased wife, I never felt the same way I do now; my heart didn't pound as fiercely. But somehow, seeing her now, with her dazed expression, cherry-like lips, and rosy cheeks, her whole demeanor resembling Sui Tang in martial arts attire, her classical beauty instantly captivated me. I couldn't contain myself; I felt an urge to rush over and embrace her, showering her fair, delicate face with kisses.

But impulse is impulse. After all, we've traveled to this era and weathered so many unexpected storms together. Although we've only just begun living a life fraught with danger, even if it means having sex with her, I shouldn't be too hasty or force her. So, I must remain calm and not act rashly.

Besides, to be honest, I didn't want to be like those other men who only had brute force. To win a woman's heart and gain her favor, one must first earn her trust and admiration. The actions of those stinky Taoist priests were far too superficial and an insult to us intelligent males. I didn't want to add insult to injury, further hurting her already weary heart.

So now I had to endure it all, stay by her side, and patiently wait for the right opportunity to use my wits. As the saying goes, things will work out in time, and time will reveal true character. With my sincere feelings, I refused to believe I couldn't truly win her heart. And when things were in the right place, that would be the crucial moment when I could truly capture her completely and her youthful heart.

Suddenly, still in a daze, Feng Tingyu turned her gaze. In the distance, she saw a hazy mist covering the entire lake, its surface a pure blue, seemingly without a single other color. She turned her gaze downwards and saw a small boat gently rocking on the damp lakeshore. Her eyes, absorbed in the sight, darted around for a moment before realizing that the entire lakeside seemed deserted. Apart from scattered, withered branches floating on the surface, the chirping of insects, and the faint sound of the tide, the entire lake was nothing but a still, waveless expanse of water.

Seeing this lake, this beautiful scene, as if she were in a peaceful paradise, Feng Tingyu couldn't help but freeze. The view before her seemed to deeply touch her heartstrings, and her eyes were naturally drawn to the tranquil surface of the lake.

At this moment, Feng Tingyu's phoenix eyes were silently locked. After all, the lake in front of her was very quiet, unlike the turbulent sea. The lake surface was also very calm, so quiet that even random thoughts would creep in. On both sides of the lake were patches of green wild grassland. The withered roots of the wild grass seemed to droop their heads, facing the breeze blowing from the lake, making the grass and branches show a hint of yellow in the green, but it couldn't hide the dampness of being forced to live in a humid place all year round.

Standing still, Feng Tingyu listened to the interaction between the lake surface and the whistling wind. Even she, who usually pretended to be a senior sister, couldn't help but feel moved and couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of life brought by nature.

"Miss Feng, so there's a wooden boat down there that can help us escape! Truly, there's always a way out!"

Feng Tingyu quickly regained her senses, remaining silent as she quietly observed the so-called wooden boat. Suddenly, she looked up and said, "Young Master, I think I see some bones over there!"

"Bones...bones?"

My composure vanished upon hearing her words, my legs trembled, and I involuntarily took a few steps back, stammering, "Where...where did you see it? Don't tell me it was down there, will you?"

"Exactly! Right on the shore of that flat wooden boat!"

Seeing this strong man so timid, Feng Tingyu paused, sighed, and said coldly, "If you really don't dare to come forward, I won't force you. Why don't you continue to stand here and wait for me?"

These were the words that should have been spoken to me, a grown man, but faced with this strange sight, I was already hesitant, yet she spoke them first. I could only quietly obey her orders. Seeing her slender and graceful figure, with an alluring waist, full hips, and long, jet-black hair, hobbling down the damp moss-covered surface of the cave entrance, her steps still slow, she suddenly, almost in the blink of an eye, stomped her foot on a thorny path, exhaled, and with a "ha!" she flipped in mid-air, leaping onto the shore of the flat-bottomed wooden boat in one fluid motion!

If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, even as a 21st-century visitor, I would never have believed that such extraordinary lightness skills, the internal energy to walk on clouds, or even the ability to easily jump from a height of over fifty feet to the ground without a single scratch, truly demonstrate the profound and wondrous nature of Chinese Kung Fu!

"Miss Feng! Are you... are you alright? You can jump that high? Aren't you afraid of falling and being smashed to pieces?"

After landing on her feet, Feng Tingyu looked back and sneered, "A mere trifle, do you think I'd be afraid of that? If it were Young Master Liu, it would be a completely different story. He'd be scared to death or paralyzed with fear. Am I wrong?"

Still standing at the cave entrance, I was shocked. My eyes were fixed on the distance. After being humiliated by that ancient beauty, I was stunned again. But the anger hidden deep inside me rose with the wind. My fists clenched, as firm as rocks. I wanted to rape her immediately, to use my 21st-century talent to press hard against her body, to mercilessly destroy her hymen, and then to slowly enjoy and conquer her soul and heart!

Chapter 19: The Phoenix's Cry

"Hehehe... I never thought Young Master Liu was such a coward. If you don't have the guts, then don't force yourself to come down here."

Opening and closing my eyes, I still looked down at her face. The girl before me was so arrogant and unruly. She pouted her slightly upturned cherry lips at me, then stuck out her pink tongue, showing an expression of utter contempt and mockery. This was truly unbearable for me. A surge of anger welled up within me. In that instant, I finally mustered the masculine spirit of a 21st-century man and began to slowly limp down the mountain. Although my movements were incredibly unsteady, I couldn't let her see me as an incompetent man, a living bastard. So, I had no way out but to muster my courage and continue looking down.

"How could I, a dignified man, be a coward who clings to life? If you look down on me, I'll prove you wrong! You'll definitely see me in a different light then. Just don't scare me half to death! Hahaha! Just watch how powerful I am!"

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu felt a surge of anger. This was the first time in her life that she had been so defied. The man in the cave not only didn't remember the many times he had saved her life, but also disregarded his own abilities. Seeing this, even Feng Tingyu, who usually had the temperament of a gentle and refined senior sister, couldn't hold back her anger. Her delicate face and chin turned as red as dates. She almost wanted to ignore the life and death of the young master Liu, who was still standing in a panic fifty feet tall, and she also wanted to turn around and leave him without a second thought.

"Fine! Then I'll stay put and watch. I'm eager to see your monkey show! Let's see if you'll cause any trouble later, young master!"

Feng Tingyu raised her eyebrows, gave a cold smile, and slowly sat down on the lakeshore.

Driven by courage and impulsiveness, I quickly retorted, but a sudden unease crept in. I stammered, "Then...then don't blink!" As soon as

I said this, I glanced down. All I saw was a tiny patch of ground, and a chill ran through me. My face flushed red, and my heart pounded. When every pore on my body stood on end, to save face and dignity, I forced a slow breath and, between gasps, slowly reached for the mossy rocks beside the cave, taking small steps down.

At the same time, Feng Tingyu looked up and saw Young Master Liu on the cave wall, staggering as if trapped in a dead end. A grown man looking so helpless was truly laughable. In an instant, Feng Tingyu, who had been lazily sitting there, pursed her lips, chuckled silently, and didn't even glance at him again, letting him figure out how to get down on his own.

Almost a long time passed before Feng Tingyu finally looked back up, glancing sideways at the young master who was still slowly climbing down. He was still near the cave entrance, barely making any progress.

Feng Tingyu suppressed a laugh, but only said coldly, "Young Master Liu, it seems you don't have much courage either. You might as well give up."

If these words were spoken by my deceased wife, they would have no effect. But what weight did these words carry when spoken by an ancient woman who was tens of thousands of times older and more senior than me? Wouldn't my dignity as a man be swept into the gutter and turned into the dirty water of poverty?

On the other side, I was already covered in cold sweat, and I knew that my composure was about to crumble and my embarrassing appearance was about to be exposed. However, my limbs were like a Spider-Man in a panic, and my mind was in a daze.

But upon hearing such a sarcastic and harsh remark, he abruptly turned to look at the still languidly sitting on the ground, and shouted, "You...you shut up right now! If I, Liu Rui, don't give you a taste of your own medicine today, wouldn't you tear apart the face that a man values most!" Feng

Tingyu looked at the still bewildered Young Master Liu with contempt, her words growing increasingly sarcastic, but she simply smiled lazily and replied, "Hehehe! With Young Master Liu's skills? You haven't even mastered simple light footwork. In that case, it seems you're overestimating yourself. Why bother making things difficult for yourself?"

Feng Tingyu saw that the young master above was climbing a little faster, and finally saw him climbing down with an unnatural gait and slow, dog-like movements. However, judging from his unsteady gait, his life or death was only a hair's breadth away, and she couldn't help but worry about his safety and become somewhat panicked.

Feng Tingyu blinked her bright eyes, her heart suddenly jolted. Her previously expressionless, mocking demeanor was now filled with turmoil. However, a tender, feminine heart naturally emanated from the depths of her soul, and even her voice became exceptionally gentle.

"Young Master Liu, you'd better be cautious. If it really doesn't work, don't force yourself..."

Before she could finish speaking, as I rapidly descended, driven by anger and a desire to save face, I hastily quickened my movements. Little did I know that in my haste, I stepped onto a slippery, wet moss-covered step, and almost instantly lost my balance, falling into the abyss.

"Ah...ah..."

Before I knew it, I had already lost my footing and was falling through the air. I screamed in panic, like a hoarse cry, frantically imagining that once I hit the ground, my fragile body would be smashed to pieces, and there would be only one possible outcome: certain death.

Feng Tingyu, watching Young Master Liu about to fall, paled in horror, then exclaimed, "Ha!"

With a resounding thud, the sound seemed to strike the ground with the speed of instantaneous teleportation. Before the sound faded, she was suddenly beneath Liu Gongzi, her movements as swift and powerful as the wind, until she opened her arms and wrapped them around his magnificent waist.

In this moment, I was held tightly by her, spinning around her in mid-air. As I swayed, my movements resembled a slow-motion dance, yet I vaguely noticed the graceful figure of this Miss Feng, her long, flowing hair so elegant and captivating. The scene was as poignant as falling petals and leaves, her eyes darting between distant and intimate gazes. She seemed like a charming and approachable young woman, yet her chivalrous spirit vividly touched the depths of my heart.

"Young Master...are you alright? Didn't I already warn you?"

Feng Tingyu paused, then turned to the young master Liu in her arms and continued, "I told you not to act so rashly, but you wouldn't listen. I never imagined you were so overconfident, that I would have to help you. Young Master Liu is utterly useless, more trouble than he's worth."

My eyes flickered as I stared intently at the young lady for a long time. Gradually, I felt I could see right through her, and I couldn't help but think back to what I had just said... I was utterly humiliated, and even now she was holding my strong waist tightly. It was clear that the dignity and face of a 21st-century man had been completely shattered. This absurd and pathetic state, even though my manhood wasn't exactly a wax head, was a chronic problem with premature ejaculation that I never dared to reveal. However, as someone who always valued my status, I knew it would be incredibly difficult to hold my head high in front of her for the rest of my life. She'd either look down on me or laugh at me to death!

I stared, speechless, for a long time before quickly pushing her hands away, my face expressionless, dry saliva stuck in my throat. After catching my breath, I muttered, "You…you're willing to let go now?"

"Young Master, you..."

Feng Tingyu carefully considered the meaning of those words, and before she knew it, she let out a charming laugh, saying, "Hahaha... So even Young Master Liu feels embarrassed. Your blushing face is truly hilarious!"

Huo Ran stood on the lakeshore, thinking that a grown man like him had been placed on the ground by her, utterly losing face, and hearing her repeatedly mocking him, he frowned and finally couldn't help but stammer, "You...you shouldn't be so smug. Just now I...I just..." "It was an accident, that's why you saw me fall!"

Feng Tingyu smiled sweetly and said, "Now is not the time to worry about face. We have another important matter to attend to."

I glanced at her and saw that she seemed to be walking towards the wooden boat. For a moment, I was stunned and paused. After a while, I came to my senses and slowly said, "You... what do you want? I have no interest in seeing other people's remains."

Feng Tingyu still ignored the man behind her, turned around and walked past him, smiling sweetly. "Others have said that among all the filthy men, what they fear most is the deadly, unpredictable hidden weapons of the world. I, however, have never heard of you rabble being afraid of a lifeless corpse. It's truly astonishing."

I frowned, my face flushed, and replied, "Have you criticized me enough? What kind of person I am is none of your business, let alone your concern! Do what you want to do, and stop saying those infuriating things to me!"

Feng Tingyu Her body paused, and she turned her head slowly, giving me a sharp glare. Her eyes flickered, and she said with a smile, "If Young Master Liu had even a little bit of righteousness, I wouldn't have had to save you time and time again. It seems

that for your safety, Young Master Liu, it would be best if you stayed by my side." I was instantly so angry that I could hardly breathe. However, her smile was ambiguous, a smile that was both captivating and enigmatic. Her phoenix eyes, narrowed to the point of being almost closed, and the slight upturn of her lips, truly attracted my already lustful eyes.

"You...you..."

I stammered, watching as she turned and walked away. I was clearly speechless at this point, my lustful eyes still fixed on her shapely buttocks. Those fleshy buttocks seemed to sway and undulate in front of me, as if beckoning me to come closer. So I immediately opened my sharp, flower-destroying hands and pounced forward.

For a moment, it felt as if thousands of swollen sperm were piled up in my testicles. I managed to suppress the burning desire within me, following her like a lapdog.

In less than half an hour, we reached the shore of a sandy lake. Looking up, we could see the vast expanse of azure water undulating, the sand and pebbles as white as silver. From the shore, the view of the lake connecting to the sea was magnificent. The clear blue water was like a mirror, and a gentle breeze rippled across the surface.

Seeing such breathtaking scenery, my senses were instantly captivated, rushing into my heart. Almost simultaneously, both I and the girl beside me fell silent.

I don't know how long we waited, but when I heard the girl beside me utter a sound, I immediately regained my composure and turned to look at her, wondering what she was doing.

"Young master, come quickly and help me!"

"Oh..."

Although I'm not exactly a helpful person, seeing this graceful and beautiful classical beauty, her men's clothing exuding an exotic charm, filled me with a sense of wonder. Her curves were perfectly defined, her figure seemingly without any excess fat. I was captivated by her beauty and stood there speechless for a long time.

Suddenly, I heard Feng Tingyu's anxious voice again. She turned and called out, "Young master, what's wrong? Why aren't you coming over here?"

I choked up for a moment, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that half of her body was bent over. Judging from her movements, it seemed as if she was reaching out to search for something on the flat wooden boat.

The moment I stepped forward, a strange smell from the wooden boat instantly filled my nostrils, like the stench of corpses in a desolate wasteland. I couldn't help but hold my breath, and as I trembled, I muttered, "God... this place really stinks to death, what's there to see?"

Suddenly, as I blinked, I saw her seemingly clenching her teeth, her hand gripping the end of what appeared to be a straight sword hilt. Then, she slowly lifted a sword from the wooden boat, a sword that looked like the kind of sharp blade a chivalrous warrior would use to fight. But I could vaguely see that the sword was firmly held in place by a metal scabbard. Judging from the golden metal on the scabbard, each bead was pure gold, as heavy as a golden hammer.

Feng Tingyu looked utterly bewildered, her forehead covered in sweat. She trembled as she gripped her sword

, saying, "I...I never imagined this sword would be so incredibly heavy. What sect does this strangely acquired sword belong to?" I had been staring intently at the sword in her hand, then my eyes lit up in an instant, my expression shifting rapidly. I exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Feng...Miss Feng! There really is a corpse on the boat! And...and not just one, but two!"

Feng Tingyu immediately put down the hilt of her sword. Due to the sword's immense weight, she gasped for breath on the lakeshore. She paused, then sighed, "It seems this senior was attacked at sea, severely injured, and drifted to this lake deep within the cave."

I couldn't help but ask, "Who were these ruthless people? Their bodies are bound in chains, and they didn't even spare a frail woman. This woman must have been quite young, yet she was murdered. What a pity… what a pity…"

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu froze, her expression changing drastically. She then stepped forward and picked up a piece of cloth that resembled a letter.

Unfolding the cloth, it revealed a bloodstained letter. It was believed that this senior, before dying, had bitten his finger and used the blood to write this bloody letter.

A thought struck me, and my curiosity was piqued. I desperately wanted to know what was written on that bloodstained letter. So I stepped forward to her side. Unfortunately, the handwriting on the letter was still the coded language used in the Qin Dynasty. It seemed that even a learned man from the 21st century was destined to be useless in this situation. Even deciphering the few ancient characters was a real challenge for me.

My face darkened, and I could only stand beside her with a forced smile, asking bitterly, "Miss Feng, what does the letter say?"

Feng Tingyu immediately looked away from the letter, seemingly stunned for a moment, before bursting into laughter, "Is Young Master Liu illiterate? You really can't understand the words on the letter?"

At that moment, I was shocked by her aggressive tone and felt incredibly embarrassed. To be mistaken for illiterate by her was truly humiliating. I felt like I was swallowing a bitter pill.

"It seems the corpse on the wooden boat is the public enemy of the martial arts world, Master Bai Mei."

Feng Tingyu turned her head to look at the wooden boat, a hint of sadness in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "And the other corpse in Master Bai Mei's arms is his most beloved daughter, the female disciple who was personally banished to the Cold Palace by the Palace Master of the Yin Gui Sect. Her crime was being captured for eloping with someone, betraying the sect rules, and for all these years she has been forced to live in a secret room. Whether she is alive or dead, insane or not, no one knows. But what is certain is that this beloved daughter is the child in the womb of that female disciple."

I couldn't help but say, "How do you know these things? You should have been only a few years old back then."

Feng Tingyu was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "I don't know if you are pretending to be an idiot, or if you are just naturally slow-witted. Of course, I had no idea. It was only from the last words on this blood-written letter that I learned the whole story."

"I see..."

My expression softened slightly, and I sighed casually, "I really don't understand why you martial arts practitioners always have to fight and kill, why you have to resort to violence and swordsmanship to solve problems? As the saying goes, an ignorant rogue is a born rogue!"

"Young Master Liu, this woman is not familiar with the rules of your hometown,"

Feng Tingyu said, her expression changing before she could finish, "but to survive in the Central Plains, one must be ruthless towards the enemy, always on guard against hidden attacks, and to protect oneself, one must make an example of someone to deter others, leaving no survivors to avoid endless trouble. As the saying goes, in the martial world, one is often not in control of one's own destiny; some things happen that are beyond one's control."

I still couldn't refute Feng Tingyu's words. Since she spoke so logically, as a man from the 21st century, I couldn't say that these distorted principles were wrong. After all, in this desolate era, human relationships and loyalty were more important than laws, and what did sacrificing one or two souls matter?

Feng Tingyu continued, "Young Master, are you awake? Are you listening to me?"

"Ah..."

I stumbled back a few steps, regaining my composure, and replied, "Yes...yes..."

Feng Tingyu lowered her head again, her gaze fixed on the blood-stained letter in her hand, murmuring, "The letter also mentions that anyone who carries the letter must undertake a crucial mission."

"Wh...what crucial mission?"

I trembled, my heart sinking, and asked, "It doesn't mean we have to avenge this senior, does it?"

"It's not that serious,"

Feng Tingyu said sadly for a moment, then raised her head, smiling with narrowed eyes, "The letter only asks those who carry the letter to properly bury his beloved daughter, so that her soul can have a place to rest and find peace."

"Just that simple?"

I still couldn't believe it was that simple, so I asked again in alarm, "It doesn't mean we'll have to do some special missions later, does it?"

"There is another condition in the letter: anyone who supports the letter is considered to have a karmic connection with his predecessor in a past life. Because the sword contains unparalleled secrets, to prevent the sword from falling into the hands of evil people and sects in the future, the sword is entrusted to the supporter to protect it with their life. The secrets within the sword must not be handed over to evil sects. If the sword and the secrets within it become one, triggering the sword's spiritual energy, then another storm will be stirred up in the martial world, causing the destruction of everything and the earth. The consequences would be unimaginable."

She suddenly said this in surprise.

I was shocked and asked in a trembling voice, "The one you mentioned... could it be that infamous demonic sword that shakes heaven and earth?"

At that moment, Feng Tingyu put down the blood-written letter in her hand, looked at me intently, and smiled sadly, "What you say is true, young master. I just examined the hilt myself; it is indeed very heavy. It is truly an extraordinary demonic sword. For a long time, various factions in the martial world have been fighting over it, and now the demonic sword is right before our eyes. Therefore, from now on, young master, you must guard this special demonic sword with your life. There must be no mistake!"

I was suddenly moved, my whole body trembling, but my heart was cold. I stammered and declined, "Why should I guard it? I've really had enough!" "I...I wouldn't be that stupid! If I were to carry this demonic sword around in broad daylight, I'd be hunted down!"

Feng Tingyu stared at the burly bear-like man before her and sighed, "This was the senior's last instruction. If you, young master, are not afraid of the senior's vengeful spirit, you are free to disobey this dying wish."

I almost knelt before her, begging for mercy, tears welling in my eyes. I stammered, "Miss Feng, I am but a commoner, and I know nothing of your martial arts. Moreover...I will try my best to return to my true world soon, so please, don't bother me with these important matters of the martial world! I beg you!"

"You... are you even a true man? Have you ever heard the saying 'A man's knees are worth gold,' how can you kneel before someone so easily?"

Feng Tingyu was startled to see that this man was really about to kneel on the lake shore, then sighed with emotion, "Alas... forgive my bluntness, but if this sword weren't unsuitable for a woman to wield, I wouldn't be here so desperately pleading with you, young master."

I was so anxious that I opened half my mouth as if to speak but then swallowed it back, finally showing a determined expression as I hurriedly replied, "Just... just pretend I'm powerless! I'm truly sorry, I really cannot accept such an important task."

"Since Young Master Liu is so determined, I will not force you any further. This sword will be entrusted to me for safekeeping for now,"

Feng Tingyu said, her eyes narrowed, a mixture of mockery and bewilderment in them. She sighed, "However, if Young Master Liu ever changes his mind, this sword will eventually return to you."

Hearing her forceful words, I shook my head sadly, a jolt running through me. My mind raced, wondering how far I was from returning home, or whether I was destined to be trapped in this desolate place of power and survival of the fittest.

Feng Tingyu walked step by step towards the wooden boat. Despite her long journey, her oval face was not pale at all; instead, it was flushed. Looking back, she said, "The most important thing now is to find a burial place for this senior and his beloved daughter so that they can rest in peace... Young master, please help me."

Before she finished speaking, suddenly, a loud "hum" resounded, as if deafening. In the blink of an eye, I turned my eyes in surprise and saw that the tip of the sword sheath, which had been inserted deep into the sand and stones, was spinning in place, with a powerful momentum, as if a storm was raging. The pure gold hilt on the straight sword hilt immediately vibrated and emitted a sharp, piercing sound.

In the instant the scabbard spun, the scene before me resembled a whirlwind and the cry of a crane. The rounded tip of the sword emitted a deep red glow, as if it had been scalded by a raging fire. Suddenly, I was so terrified by the sight that I couldn't move my limbs. I could only watch helplessly as Miss Feng walked past me without fear.

While I stood there, my face pale, I saw her show no fear and instantly pull the scabbard from the sand and gravel!

Suddenly, I heard Miss Feng murmur, "This sword does seem to have some mystery. I wonder if the mystery mentioned in your letter refers to this rounded tip?"

Before she finished speaking, the sword's tip flashed. The once deep red tip now appeared dull and lifeless, as if it had vanished without a trace.

Miss Feng, her hand resting on the demonic sword, pondered for a moment before abruptly turning to look at me. She paused, seemingly taken aback, and then exclaimed, "Strange, truly strange! Just now, this rounded sword was deep red, but as soon as I touched it, it vanished!"

I was terrified and completely lost my composure. I could only shrug at her and stammer, "This...this place is really quite eerie. You'd better hurry up and bury their bodies quickly, then we should immediately use this flatboat to escape!"

Hearing this voice, Feng Tingyu couldn't help but chuckle. She pondered for a moment, realizing she didn't know this man well. Having traveled the martial world for so long, she had witnessed countless heroes from various sects, each with a dignified air, either imposing or possessing extraordinary bearing. But she had never seen a man so cowardly and timid. It was a disgrace to the entire martial arts world, a laughingstock for all.

"Hahaha! How about this!"

Feng Tingyu glanced at him disdainfully, then burst into laughter. After her laughter subsided, she composed herself and sighed, "Since Young Master Liu truly finds this place terrifying, then you must help me move the two corpses on the boat and find a suitable place near the cave for this old master and his beloved daughter to be buried together."

The command was uttered so swiftly that I was stunned by her orders.

"Miss Feng, have you gone mad?"

I changed color slightly, startled like a bird, and couldn't help but shiver. Then I said, "If you want to be a good person, go be one yourself. I'm not going to go mad with you!"

"Are you even a man? I've never seen a man so afraid of everyone at the bow and everyone at the stern."

Feng Tingyu immediately put down the heavy sword hilt she was holding, and laughed like a silver bell. "Haha... Doesn't Young Master Liu really fear that if this gets out, he'll become a laughingstock?"

"Alright! Alright! I'll help you!"

Hearing this voice and seeing her indifferent expression, I felt a chill in my heart. So I went crazy and walked to the bow of the boat, then turned back and muttered, "But I'll only help you this once, and this is the last time! If there are any corpses or bones in the future, don't even think about ordering me to move them around again!"

Feng Tingyu's face was extremely rosy, and her bright eyes were still looking at Young Master Liu at the bow of the boat. Although he was timid and cowardly, and sometimes seemed to be tough on the outside but soft on the inside, from his back, he was no less a brave and courageous man.

Gradually, as she watched him turn and flip the two corpses on the boat, their mangled, gruesome bodies instantly laid out on the sandy ground, her heart clenched with each movement he made. A warm light suddenly appeared in her charming eyes, and she herself was momentarily stunned, her phoenix eyes fixed on his back. Unbeknownst to her, her heart had unknowingly blossomed with affection . **********

... "Ah... Ahh... It hurts... It hurts... Ah..." The dreamlike scene, the groans and pleas for mercy still echoed in the air. The naked Xiao Xuan silently endured immense pain, both mentally and physically. Yet, her trembling hands gripped the strong arms on her body tightly, tears streaming from her wet eyes, her trembling lips constantly uttering sobs. "Hmm... Virginity is indeed wonderful! I'll fuck you... fuck you to death... fuck you to death..." As soon as the words fell, Long Yiding, true to his nature of lust, was completely devoid of humanity. He had lost all respect for women's rights. His high self-esteem had never allowed him to understand the torment of being forcibly raped, or the feeling of having one's precious virginity taken away and never to return. He didn't care, he didn't care. At this moment, nothing mattered except for desperately striving towards the peak of lust. "Slap slap slap! Slap! Slap slap slap! Slap! Slap slap slap! Slap..." Long Dingyi also began to lose his composure, and immediately used the sexual technique he usually used to conquer and win the hearts of women, which was a series of three deep and one shallow thrusts. In the entire moment of frenzied intercourse, his body could continuously slap against a vulva flowing with lustful fluid. He was truly a peerless player who had played with all the beauties in the world! "Oh... ah ah... ha... ya... ah um..." Such a real and intense sexual experience was something that Xiao Xuan, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, could not understand the secret of intercourse. She did not know how to express her confusion and fear. However, the budding desire in her heart could not contain a growing lust, and she even made a slight reaction on her own. "Hahaha! That feels so good! Little Xuan! Look at yourself! Your lower body is involuntarily leaking so much lustful fluid! Little sister, do you feel good being fucked? If you don't sell yourself to a brothel and become a famous courtesan, it would be such a waste, a complete squandering of talent! Fuck!" Long Dingyi saw that the little Xuan in front of him was slightly swaying her slender waist, which meant that she was aroused by physical lust. He was excited and was having a great time fucking her. His words and actions became arrogant, and his tightly wrinkled face showed an invincible and domineering expression. "Ah...ah...little...little sister, no! No...um...stop...ha...uh...don't stop..." Although unable to resist, Xiao Xuan moaned like this, silently enduring the thrusting. However, a strange feeling welled up inside her. Her swollen clitoris gradually brought an unusual itch. She frantically endured being fucked, and her crazy thoughts naturally took control of her mind. Xiao Xuan had never experienced such a near-crazy feeling! After a period of thrusting with minimal effort, Long Dingyi was already covered in sweat, but he still refused to relax. His bulging buttocks continued to thrust wildly, pushing the hot, throbbing flesh of the tender girl beneath him. Although he had almost reached climax at the beginning, he calmed down according to his own rhythm, not wanting to finish so hastily. In the next instant, he suddenly felt a blankness in his mind, his eyes bloodshot, as if his vision had been dyed red. Sure enough, less than a moment later, he felt his testicles tighten, and a surge of electricity seemed to run through his entire body. After a few more shakes, he finally made his first thrust, shooting his energy inward! "Brother...it's almost here! Quickly...it's going to ejaculate inside your little sister! Ah...uh ah..."

His voice trembled, and Long Dingyi gritted his teeth, letting out a sharp gasp. He seemed to feel a sudden warmth spreading across the tip of his penis, and his swollen penis, which had been encouraging him, became even harder. However, he seemed oblivious to the urge to stop his lewd pleasure, his firm buttocks thrusting rapidly.

He circled rapidly deep within the secret crevice, then resumed the up-and-down motion. In the nick of time, he suddenly pushed forward, pressing himself tightly against the wet mons pubis beneath him. His sweaty back and buttocks shuddered, and he came to a complete stop!

"It's...it's coming! It's really coming! Hmm...remember to receive it properly!"

Almost as he held his breath, a surge of excited sex hormones erupted from his forehead, causing a large amount of blood to rush into the swollen penis beneath him, resulting in an unusual increase in the volume of cells within the penis and its surrounding muscles.

As expected, Long Yiding, his tendons trembling, immediately tilted his head back, letting out a series of cries from the depths of his throat. He suddenly felt his swollen penis and testicles beneath him gain immense volume as if a mysterious current had increased them. In an instant, a tight spasm caused him to ejaculate, and his strong six-pack abs and the penis inserted deep within his secret place completely stopped swaying. His hands then firmly grasped Xiao Xuan's jade legs, then spread them apart and lifted them upwards.

This ugly and shameful posture was like having one's legs spread open, which startled Xiao Xuan, whose face was flushed and who was completely taken aback. With a groan, warm liquid rushed through Xiao Xuan's body, and her slender wrists even bent and trembled.

"Oh..."

Her jade mouth opened, and her almond eyes opened. Xiao Xuan was shocked to find that a mysterious warm current had surged into her body, causing her to freeze, her legs still raised high and spread wide. Gradually, her flushed chest and abdomen, glistening with sweat, seemed to catch their breath, and the intense movements of the previous moment subsided.

Clearly, fueled by his sexual fantasies, Long Yiding was enjoying himself immensely, far more thrilling and exciting than any previous affair! ...

After the intense, almost painful intercourse subsided, his once wildly aroused penis was abruptly pulled out. With a wet, "pop," her swollen, cracked labia were turned inside out, and the blood within was violently drawn out, staining the once pure white sheets a heartbreaking sea of red. The semi-softened penis was finally exposed again, completely transparent!

After a long silence, Xiao Xuan, as if waking from a dream, looked at her smug brother with extreme unease. She was shocked to see that his expression was not one of guilt or shame for having just forcibly violated an innocent woman's virginity; rather, a wicked smile of triumph was slowly appearing at the corner of his mouth!

On the contrary, this notorious man seemed to be using all the women in the world as tools for his own venting, a despicable being utterly shameless and without any rights. The evil stemmed from shame, and Xiao Xuan, now stunned and helpless, trembled violently. Her pale, tearful face flushed red with embarrassment. In an instant, disregarding the exposure of her body, she gritted her teeth, stretched out her neck, and hurriedly hid at the foot of the wooden bed.

At this moment, Long Yiding was panting heavily. Gradually, the rise and fall of his chest subsided, and then his back trembled violently as he began to breathe heavily. Finally , he let out a soft, slippery moan: "Hoo ah..."

Sure enough, not long after, Long Yiding composed himself, finally calming down from the pleasure of ejaculating and reaching orgasm. However, he seemed to be far from feeling satisfied, and the inexplicable feeling inside him was like a fierce fire. One or two sparks were like a gentle breeze after a spring breeze, and the desire within him remained unquenched, no matter what he did.

Not long after, a mournful sobbing sound came from the foot of the bed. Long Yiding, covered in sweat, immediately glanced over and saw that the young Xuan, who had just been raped, now showed a terrified and disoriented expression. She was clutching her body helplessly with both hands, her eyes filled with tears as she hid at the foot of the bed. Judging from her mournful sobs and her fair, rosy skin, she was indeed a sight that would ignite a burning desire in anyone who heard or saw her. He was no exception; he was instantly stunned by what he saw.

In the instant tears streamed down her face, Long Dingyi, in front of Xiao Xuan, suddenly and nonchalantly pulled her back from her dazed state, asking, "Sigh... little sister, why are you crying? It's just that you've lost your virginity to your brother, it's not a big deal. Actually, you women who are destined to rely on men for a living will be played with sooner or later, and there's a reason for it. You don't need to care anymore."

"Waaah... waaah... you... what did you say!"

With a sharp rebuke, Xiao Xuan, who had been abandoned, hesitated for a moment after he finished speaking. Then, with her wet eyes wide open, she finally saw this wolf in sheep's clothing, this hypocrite who spouted lies, for the first time. He was the highly respected senior disciple of the Tianlong Sect, but in secret, he was a wicked and lewd man. Seeing this, she was completely shocked.

"Hehehe... What I say isn't important. The most important thing is that you are now my woman, Long Dingyi. So if you don't want people to gossip about you, saying that this shameless disciple of the Xuanmen is pregnant before marriage, and if you don't want disciples from all the sects in the world to expose our inexplicable relationship, I advise you to obediently listen to me, serve me well, and willingly stay by my side to serve me. If I'm happy and satisfied, you'll have a wonderful and happy life!"

Long Dingyi said with a smile.

'Pregnant before marriage?' Xiao Xuan was stunned upon hearing this, her whole body reeling as if she had a concussion, constantly pondering.

"Actually, little sister, you really have no way out. Just think about it, you might become pregnant soon. At that time, with your large and muscular body, how can you convince all the elders and disciples in the world? And your master, do you really want to be expelled from the sect by her and end up on the streets, possibly suffering the scorn of others? How tragic would that be!"

Long Dingyi still sat swaggering on the edge of the bed, relentlessly pouring out humiliating and concerned words.

Xiao Xuan, with her eyes brimming with tears, looked down at her body and swollen private parts. A trace of foul-smelling, inexplicable liquid remained on her cleft labia. She then weakly glared at her brother Dingyi sitting on the edge of the bed. He still made a series of sounds trying to intimidate her, then tilted his head back and burst into laughter. It seemed that a smug look appeared on his face.

The former top disciple of the Tianlong Sect, who was always hailed as a virtuous gentleman in the martial arts world, has now completely transformed into a man she has never met before, a man who chills her to the bone. This makes it impossible for her, with her timid demeanor, to believe that what she is seeing is an undeniable fact! Her heart feels as if it has been shattered into pieces and left to scatter on the ground!

Tears welled in Xiao Xuan's eyes as she crawled forward, her hands trembling and weak. She sobbed, "Please...please, brother, spare my life..."

"If you are grateful and will obey my orders and duties from now on, then we can settle this matter privately, and I will leave it at that."

Long Ding stared at her, a wicked smile on his face, constantly whispering in her ear, "Otherwise, your shameful deeds will be exposed to the world. Let's see if you can face anyone after that. Don't blame me for being heartless. With my current status and the power behind me, I could easily make you disappear from this world. Even if you are expelled from the sect and end up on the streets, or if something happens to you, our statuses will be different, and it will have nothing to do with me!"

Xiao Xuan was shocked and froze. The man before her made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles. She collapsed onto a bed stained with the stench of sex, her trembling fingers feeling as if they were being destroyed, turning into tiny ash that scattered in the wind. Tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Why are you crying again? I'm not going to kill you. I just want you to obey my orders."

Long Dingyi gently stroked the tear tracks on her cheek, then held up three fingers in front of her as a vow, smiling broadly. "You can rest assured. I, Long Dingyi, solemnly swear that from this day forward, I will not do anything to wrong you. The only condition is that you do one last thing for me."

Xiao Xuan couldn't shake off what she was seeing. The man before her, his nonchalant words, his indifferent expression—through her tearful eyes, she saw only the cruelest reality of her life.

Originally a gentle, obedient, pure, and untouchable girl, Xiao Xuan now desperately wanted to smash him all over to vent her heartache. However, the thought of the hardships and difficulties she might face in the future prevented her from doing so. Gradually, fragments of the past flashed through her mind, revealing that she was trapped in a dilemma, as if caught in a whirlpool of destructive power. Terrified, she could only swallow her grievances and confusion, remaining silent.

Xiao Xuan sobbed, her eyes already red and swollen from crying. After a long silence, she finally looked up at him and cried out, "Brother... what do you still want me to do for you?"

"Hehe...then you'd better listen to your brother. To be honest, tomorrow at dawn, after walking along the mountain path for a few more hours, we'll reach the martial arts gathering at Tianlong Mountain. Actually, I've already arranged a grand spectacle. Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the presence of heroes from all the sects to personally expose a world-shaking event. But to avoid alerting the enemy, I really need your little help, little sister."

Long Dingyi nodded with a silly smile, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "To help your brother seize power as soon as possible, I need you to personally eliminate your own family and eradicate the threat completely..."

In this life-or-death situation, panic... Even a woman untouched by the harsh realities of life could sense the lingering aftermath. Comparing this man to other hypocritical and shameless figures in the martial arts world was utterly unreasonable. After all, this man was the eldest disciple of one of the most prestigious sects in the martial arts world, destined to inherit the position of martial arts leader in the near future. She could never have imagined that such a righteous and upright gentleman would turn out to be a heartless wolf, harboring a wicked ambition to seize half of the country and resorting to any means necessary to achieve his ultimate goal. He was willing to sacrifice innocent people to gain fame, fortune, and status.

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan, who had been crying bitterly and heartbrokenly, seemed stunned and unable to breathe. Her vision was blurred, her mind filled with darkness, her brows furrowed, and her emotions were as if struck by lightning, causing her unbearable pain, grief rising from her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. ...

Several hours later, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and a swift horse galloped across a patch of grass under the moonlight... At the

turn of the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), in a basement in the desolate wilderness near Tianlong Mountain, amidst the flickering candlelight, a commotion could be faintly heard coming from a dark cell. Looking around, the dust in the cell churned up, and the willow frames used to bind the prisoners flickered in and out of the light. Bound to these frames were the same group of righteous men who had been captured and imprisoned in this hidden room.

In the short time that followed, these righteous men had been subjected to a combination of coercion and torture, both mentally and physically softened before being subjected to further torture. They had been relentlessly pursued to extract information about the whereabouts of a list of rebels, but even now, much time had passed and they still had no clue about it.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The soldiers who remained in the cell day and night continued to abuse their power, determined to obtain any information about the list. Even though they were exhausted from whipping, the resounding crack of the whips against flesh seemed never to cease, echoing with every heartbeat.

Throughout the process, the Xuanmen female disciples, bound to the rack, screamed and struggled, their foreheads dripping with sweat and their collarbones trembling. Among them was the Xuanmen sect leader, Abbess Dingyi, who had been murdered along with several of her close female disciples on their way to Tianlong Mountain.

Having been confined in this room for a long time, her old bones were covered with whip marks and scars, yet she remained calm, steadfast, and tight-lipped. As a result, the group of resentful soldiers, after working for most of the day, had gained nothing; not a single word about the anti-government list could be uttered from her.

"You worthless wretch, are you still not going to talk! If you don't, only some innocent people under your command will suffer!"

"You bunch of inhuman beasts! Although all the disciples of the Xuanmen Sect are women, they are still loyal and righteous throughout their lives! Kill or torture them as you please! I will never bow down to the corrupt and evil forces of your Qin Dynasty!"

As the second disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, Xiao Qiao was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but when it came to chivalry, she was no less than the other female disciples. She gritted her teeth and desperately endured the pain in her body, then looked up and stammered, "Master... Master, don't worry about us. The most important thing is not to reveal that list. I was born a disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, and even if I die, I will be a ghost of the Xuanmen Sect in the underworld!"

"Yes, Master! I would rather be beaten to death than bow down to these Qin soldiers!"

The third disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, Xiao Jia, drank until he was completely drunk, his face covered in bruises, and his expression was agitated.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Jia...you truly are excellent disciples of the Xuanmen Sect. These Qin dogs are exhausted and can't do anything to us. When the time comes, your master will definitely do everything in her power to rescue you!"

Master Dingyi commanded, fearless and resolute, seemingly ready to risk everything. Without lowering her head or blinking, she shouted, "Since I was previously captured by your Qin dogs' five-spice powder, I'll tell you everything now, but don't even think about getting that list!"

"Still so stubborn even when death is imminent? Prepare to die!"

"Ah! Ah! Uh-uh!"

In an instant, a series of chilling screams rang out again.

"Clang!"

The large iron door of the cell was immediately opened from the outside.

Looking in, the first to slowly walk in was the eldest disciple of the Tianlong Sect—Long Dingyi. The other person, dressed only in a thin blue robe, expressionless, head bowed, silently following behind was Long Dingyi's new lover—Miss Xiao Xuan.

Under Long's forceful command, she, who had undergone the physical ordeal, had no choice but to obey. She appeared dressed in a thin, light blue garment. Although the undergarment concealed her soft, snow-white skin and the shallow cleavage of her breasts, her slightly protruding areolas were barely visible. Her unique body fragrance was intoxicating, like a flower bud about to bloom after a spring rain, transforming in an instant into a stunningly beautiful mature woman.

As the two of them, each with a different expression, slowly entered the room, step by step traversing a winding, dark alley, they came to a shockingly imposing, impenetrable bronze and iron gate at the end of the alley. The gate was taller than a thousand tons, and from a distance, it resembled a massive palace gate. In an instant, they approached the corner of the prison cell and stopped before two strict officials.

"Greetings, Lord Long. It is truly our fault that you have troubled us to grace this place with your presence."

The two officials wearing square hats at the gate bowed their heads and paid their respects to Lord Long.

"No need for such formalities, rise!"

Xiao Xuan felt a chill in her heart. Hearing that her brother, Yi Dian, could command the wind and rain with a single command, and that even these two Qin officials had to be wary of him, she was utterly bewildered by the scene before her.

Long depressed, Xiao Xuan immediately raised her head, her brows furrowing. She saw Yi Dian pointing to a bronze iron gate before them, and he smiled, "Little sister, we've come here weary from our journey. Everything will depend on you from now on. Remember, we're in the same boat now, and there's no turning back."

Xiao Xuan, already looking helpless, opened her mouth, but then hesitated, her heart filled with unspoken sorrow. Her cold, delicate face, her bright eyes slightly open, her nose red from crying, stared blankly at the man she had entrusted her life to.

Standing before the bronze and iron gate, Xiao Xuan was stunned. Remembering the order the man had just given, her emotions shattered. She wanted to struggle and resist, but the thought of the impending tragedy overwhelmed her with a deep sense of desolation. Her eyes welled with tears, which involuntarily streamed down her face.

"This is none of your business for now. Get out,"

Long Dingyi said, adopting a haughty and authoritative posture, and reprimanded the two officials who were still bowing slightly.

"Yes, sir! We'll take our leave..."

The two officials, wearing square hats, immediately showed fear upon hearing this. They lowered their heads and uttered a sycophantic tone used in court. Without even turning their heads, they hurriedly left the cell and stood guard outside.

Long Yiding was a treacherous man who treated women with utter contempt. Originally a man of unyielding pride, he feigned righteousness in public, but in reality, he displayed a completely different personality. He was not only selfish, despicable, and quick-tempered, but also extremely cunning. He frequently engaged in underhanded schemes that harmed others for his own benefit, as evidenced by his ruthless treatment of lower-ranking soldiers. Aside from the cruel and merciless Qin Shi Huang, he showed no regard for anyone, from imperial relatives to lowly soldiers. This attitude

extended beyond the court and the country; it extended to his servants, and even more so to his own women. If he was in a bad mood, only the women who depended on him for life would suffer physical abuse—from scolding to beatings, with horrific consequences.

Moreover, this lowly pawn before him was merely a fleeting memory. Even if she was youthful and beautiful, with a captivating fragrance, he couldn't be moved by any other woman besides the one he loved. Having fallen to such a state, he could only lament to heaven why his most beloved was separated from him by death, never to be seen again…

Besides, Long Dingyi had long operated alone in both the martial arts world and the court, constantly plotting against numerous martial arts masters and high-ranking officials, framing loyal ministers, all with the aim of sowing discord and stirring up trouble, determined to create another great calamity in the martial arts world. In the chaos of war, the ultimate beneficiary would, of course, be this cunning and treacherous court favorite—Master Long Dingyi.

"Little sister, it's getting late, let's proceed according to plan!"

Long Dingyi's words brought Xiao Xuan back to her senses. "Huh?"

Xiao Xuan remained motionless, almost terrified and at a loss for words, her speech and actions showing helplessness and confusion.

"If you think this is a bad thing, then I, as your brother, will no longer force you to take action yourself. However, everything concerning the child in your womb will be none of my business from now on. You will have to bear this responsibility alone!"

Long Yi's words were aggressive and relentless. Xiao Xuan's personality was far weaker than his, and she could not withstand this kind of mental torment. Moreover, she still had a very strong concept of chastity. At this moment, she silently lowered her head and did not make a sound. She seemed to have accepted that her destiny was to rely on this person for life. Thinking of the uncertain days ahead, she suddenly felt lost and helpless, not to mention the sweet idea of being in love forever and growing old together.

However, the man standing close by didn't have such naive thoughts. His nature, half-righteous and half-wicked, gradually became smug, a smirk almost creeping onto his lips. His sweet words to her now were merely a temporary measure. Once the situation was settled and he had the throne, she would be of no use to him. He would then banish her to the cold palace, or sell her to a brothel to be ridden and abused by thousands, showing her no mercy.

His strange expression only added to the mystery surrounding this long-planned scheme.

"Alright, now everything is settled,"

Long Yi suddenly added a deceptive element to his words, his face expressionless and indifferent, yet his eyes held disdain as he chuckled maliciously, "Little sister, why don't you imagine the days to come when we fly wing to wing? How blissful and happy you'll be then!"

At this moment, she was torn between two equally precious things. If she were forced to make the most agonizing choice of her life, trapped between two seemingly insurmountable obstacles, she would be bound and unable to move, leaving her with no choice but to remain silent and ponder.

The scene unfolded before her, and Xiao Xuan secretly thought that if miracles truly existed, if the world had eyes, she hoped she could shorten her own lifespan, exchanging her life for her master, who was trapped inside.

"Brother... I'm scared... I... I really... I really can't do it... After all, the one inside is my master who raised me, I really can't bring myself to do it!"

Xiao Xuan finally couldn't hold back her sobs, her voice hoarse and short, her eyes filled with tears, and she suddenly became a sobbing mess.

Long Dingyi had already given her many ways out, but after a while, he was getting impatient with persuasion. He was seething with anger, and in an instant, he glared at her, his expression changing, and said, "For the sake of the child in our womb, you must learn to be ruthless and make a decision. You have no choice! One is to follow my orders, and the other is for me to leave you immediately, leaving you with nowhere to live, and you might end up selling yourself into prostitution, becoming a lowly prostitute who suffers endless ridicule! At that time, whether you live or die, or fend for yourself, I believe no one will pity you anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Dingyi actually flicked his sleeve and prepared to turn and leave!

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan was shocked by what she saw. Completely disoriented, she reached out and frantically grabbed the man in front of her. However, utterly exhausted, she immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

To be honest, it would be a waste of Long Yiding's acting talent if he didn't become a theatrical actor. At this moment, he wasn't truly heartless; his angry expression and shouting were merely attempts to intimidate the woman before him.

"What's your decision?"

Xiao Xuan choked up at the thought of possibly being pregnant, her eyes filled with fear, her voice dry and trembling as she sobbed, "Please...please don't force me anymore! Little sister...I'll listen to you, please don't leave me alone!"

Long Dingyi's gaze shifted, seeing his wicked scheme succeed, and knowing that the woman before him would be led by the nose for the rest of her life, he felt a surge of satisfaction. He reached out to help her up and smiled, "Silly girl, I didn't say I was really going to leave you. As long as you sincerely stay by my side, serve me, and obey my orders, that's enough."

"Then what exactly will you... what will you consider me, little sister?"

Xiao Xuan finally couldn't help but ask. Young and naive, as the youngest disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, she had always been pampered by her senior sisters and received all the sweetness and favors she could get on Xuanmen Mountain. But now, for the first time, she was facing this sudden and utter hardship. She couldn't believe she would encounter such a situation.

Her words were both laughable and pathetic. Long Dingyi smiled wryly and said, "Hehe... of course I'll consider you my woman. Are you really afraid that one day I'll despise you?"

"Little sister... that's not what I meant..."

Xiao Xuan was stunned upon hearing this, and after a long silence, she fell into a daze.

"Alright, now that everything is clear, we can only look forward. After it's done, I swear I won't treat you unfairly. Go."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Long Dingyi took three steps toward the bronze iron door, made a fist, and gently knocked on the door in a series of five quick knocks followed by two slow ones, forming a coded signal.

"Knock knock knock knock knock! Knock knock!"

The loud knocking sound was like a heavy golden hammer striking the bronze iron door.

"Crack!"

Sure enough, not long after, the huge bronze iron door, as big as a palace gate, finally opened from the inside, and out came the Qin Dynasty's slavish spending of the people's hard-earned money to feed the Qin court's lackeys.

"Greetings, Lord Long!"

Another official, wearing a square hat and bowing respectfully, appeared. His hands and body were covered in blood, suggesting the horrific scene inside. Xiao Xuan's heart, which had been pounding rapidly, suddenly pounded even more with astonishment.

"What's the situation inside?"

Long Dingyi asked calmly.

"Reporting to you, sir, I have been following your instructions day and night, relentlessly interrogating the prisoners. Unfortunately, that wretched woman is too stubborn; she refuses to reveal the whereabouts of the list."

He remained bowed, reporting everything with utmost respect.

"Useless idiots!"

Long Dingyi suddenly changed color, then kicked forward and shouted, "You two are all parasites that the court has been feeding for years! They'd be better off alive! Guards! Take them out and behead them!"

The official who was kicked to the ground immediately got up again, knelt on the ground anxiously, and hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying, "Spare me! Please spare me! Please calm down, Lord Long... I will go in immediately and interrogate her severely. If necessary, I will whip that wretched woman until she is in unbearable pain, worse than death. I will definitely make her reveal the location of that list!"

Long Dingyi suddenly interrupted and shouted angrily, "Forget it! Relying on a bunch of useless idiots like you is not as good as me personally taking action!"

In a glance, Xiao Xuan was covered in cold sweat, still standing there in a daze. She glanced at the official kneeling on the ground, whose face was also pale as he looked at her, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Long Yiding turned to look at Xiao Xuan beside him and said with a cold smile, "These good-for-nothings really can't be trusted. Well then, I'll have to wait and see what you're about to do on stage, the great dragon and phoenix."

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xuan was shocked to hear this and felt as if she was about to step into a path of no return. She was obviously helpless, but she couldn't help but nod.

"Hey! I'm ordering you to cooperate with this lady. Treat her as a recently captured prisoner and lock her in that wretched woman's cell. Then, make everyone else in the cell disappear."

Seeing that his wicked scheme was about to be carried out effortlessly, Long Dingyi turned around and ordered the kneeling official, "Ah... I almost forgot to tell you something else. Except for that wretched nun, move all the other prisoners to the east wing for now, and then wait for my judgment." The

"east wing," as the name suggests, was an excellent place to abuse prisoners and ravage women. Unfortunately, not just anyone could freely enter and exit through the wing's doors. The only one with the exceptional qualifications and superior status to enter such a prestigious place was the outstanding Long Dingyi.

The official slightly raised his eyes, only to see the imposing and imposing Mr. Long chuckle. He was likely amused by the impending scene of defilement.

"Little sister, I suddenly woke up and have some business to attend to. I have to go out for a while,"

Long Dingyi said with a sly smile. "But I'll be back soon to meet you. I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Xiao Xuan, seeing the mysterious expression on his face, was startled, her hair standing on end. Finally, she frowned and asked, "Brother... why are you leaving so suddenly?"

"Hehe! Nothing! Nothing!"

Long Dingyi said without changing his expression, and then chuckled sinisterly, "Why don't you go inside and get back to your business? But remember, your master mustn't find out about our relationship, otherwise that old hag won't easily tell you the whereabouts of the list herself."

With that, Long Dingyi turned and left without looking back. Xiao Xuan stared blankly at his back, finally disappearing into the dark alleyway. She silently pondered, could she really give her all for such a heartless and enigmatic man, entrusting her entire life to him?

This thought reminded her of her sect master's life hanging in the balance. How absurd, how helpless! If it weren't for the child in her womb, if it weren't for her future, what else could she do, even if she couldn't bring herself to do it? She believed that in the end, she would be the only innocent victim.

Xiao Xuan's breathing faltered. The more she pondered, the more agitated she became, and gradually, her heart turned cold.

In this world, after so many years of war, with swords clashing, battles raging, and bullets raining down, how many heroes have dared to stand up, make a show of force, unite their factions, and openly declare their determination to rebel against the court, joining forces to fight against the long-corrupt government, even if only a single soldier remains, they will not abandon the burning rage in their hearts? Xiao Xuan asked herself inwardly, there were actually very few people who could do it, and even among the heroes of all walks of life, very few could manage it.

To be honest, she knew she was quite weary of the days of war. If she had a choice, she would not want to spend another half a day in such fear. So once she had accomplished this, the peaceful life she had always dreamed of would not be far away.

Xiao Xuan, who was not yet eighteen, had the mind of a young girl; perhaps she was too naive about the future. In her confused and hazy state, how could she have foreseen the deadly trap of her emotions that awaited her? With each step she took closer, the cruel reaper of death stretched out its arms to greet her.

Suddenly, she heard the official in the square-hatted man standing beside her say, "Madam, Lord Long has just given the order. I will now take you inside."

"Ah...that..."

Xiao Xuan suddenly regained her composure, her forehead covered in sweat. She nodded slightly and stammered, "I...I can only do that."

The official in the square-hatted man didn't turn his head and said, "Please follow me inside."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan felt her heart tremble with fear. She took a deep breath and silently walked forward.

The wide bronze and iron doors opened, revealing two majestic dragon pillars. Beside the doors crouched two marble Pixiu statues used for warding off evil spirits. As she approached the dark chamber, she suddenly heard screams of agony. Several figures were being tortured in separate, dimly lit cells.

Good heavens! "Isn't that a female disciple of the Xuanmen Sect? Isn't that Second Senior Sister? And Third Senior Sister too?" At this moment, Xiao Xuan, terrified, was stunned, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing. But she knew that soon, she would be pregnant with her child due to adultery and in grave danger, and she could no longer stop what was happening.

At that moment, the official walking in front of her seemed to whisper an order in the ears of the other officials. In an instant, he reached for the last cell in the secret chamber, took a key from his belt, and with a turn, the sturdy iron chain locking the wooden door frame instantly loosened.

"What a daring traitor! How dare you rebel against the court! Get inside now!"

Xiao Xuan froze, her eyes widening in shock as the official before her spoke to her in a fierce voice, "Why don't you hurry up and get in there? Do you have a death wish?"

Seeing his expression, Xiao Xuan felt a chill run down her spine, her hands and feet trembling uncontrollably. She stood frozen in shock in front of the cell for a long time before her focused expression finally calmed. She lifted her foot and stepped over the threshold, preparing to stage a tragic scene of helplessness.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to cross, the official standing in front of the door suddenly shoved her, knocking her to the ground with a vicious shove, as if he were putting on a show for the prisoners bound to the rack.

"Xiao...Xiao Xuan!"

Suddenly, Abbess Dingyi, whose wrists were bound to the frame, slowly raised her tired eyes and cried out anxiously, "You...why were you captured by them? Did something happen on the mountain?"

The official suddenly laughed loudly, "Even facing death, you can still be so clear-headed. It's understandable that you're a little worried!"

"Master, those despicable Qin dogs tortured you like this! And my senior sisters too! This...such abuse, is there any justice in this world?!"

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but get up and stared intently at her master, who was bound to the frame. In the dim light, a body that looked like it had been whipped beyond recognition was bound in front of her. Every time she cried out, her heart ached.

"You vile woman! How dare you insult me! You won't leave here alive!"

After saying that, the official turned and left with a moved expression, leaving behind only the low chirping of cicadas and the sound of panting.

The room was dark and somber. Though candlelight flickered in the distance, it couldn't reach the shelves, making the dark shelves appear almost unrecognizable in the gloom. The two women stared at each other in the darkness, their eyes meeting as if unspoken words were swirling within them, their breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

"Xiao Xuan, come quickly to your master's side..."

Master Dingyi was startled to see her disciple's tearful face. She murmured, "Tell your master what's wrong. Has something happened on the mountain? Why did those Qin dogs only capture you? Where are the other disciples? And where is your eldest sister being held?"

Xiao Xuan, her heart nearly broken, was caught off guard by this tone and didn't know how to react. Deeply troubled by the threat, she struggled with guilt for a moment, then suddenly abandoned everything in her mind, rushing forward and grabbing her master on the shelf, bursting into tears.

"Master..."

Xiao Xuan hugged her master, who was still bound to the frame, her eyes wet with tears. She opened her mouth as if to explain her suffering from being threatened by villains, but then swallowed back the words she was about to say.

"What's wrong? What happened on the mountain? Where are the other senior sisters?"

Master Dingyi was discerning. After all, she had been traveling the world for a long time and was now a veteran of many battles. Moreover, she had an extraordinary ability to observe people, so she always felt that there was something wrong with her disciple in her arms, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

"They...they...are still on the mountain..."

Xiao Xuan shook her sorrowful eyes, sobbing as she wiped the tears streaming down her face. She had actually told a lie to the master she respected most.

"Then why did you go down the mountain on your own? What happened along the way?"

Master Dingyi stared at her, her brows furrowed, a series of questions surfacing in her mind. She asked anxiously, "Please explain yourself clearly, don't cry in front of your master."

"Actually, I..."

Xiao Xuan suddenly opened her wet eyes, her heart pounding like a drum. She hesitated for a long time in front of her master, then released her hands, staring at her with a dejected expression, and continued to tell her story: "Before, I was worried that Master would be ambushed on the way, so I ignored my senior sisters' advice and went down the mountain on my own to look for Master's whereabouts. But I was discovered by some Qin soldiers on the path, so they captured me and brought me back here."

"I see... Sigh!"

Upon hearing this, Abbess Dingyi's brow relaxed, and she couldn't help but sigh. She said, "Your skill is still weak, and you've traveled a long way down the mountain. How could you possibly defeat those Qin scoundrels alone? Fortunately, you seem unharmed now, so even if I have to suffer physical pain, I can put my mind at ease for now."

At this moment, Xiao Xuan, who had been suffering greatly, fell silent. She felt physically and mentally exhausted, having suffered a series of blows almost on the same day. Now, she was being forced to persecute her own master, which was truly unworthy of being a righteous disciple.

In the dim candlelight, the tears welling up in her eyes instantly turned into heartbreaking tearjerkers, causing Abbess Dingyi, who was standing nearby, to be astonished.

Just then, her gaze shifted, and Abbess Dingyi noticed her disciple's hesitant words and actions. A look of surprise appeared on her pale, delicate face. After all, no one knew her better than her master, who had raised her from childhood. How could her dejected expression escape her discerning eyes?

"Xiao Xuan..."

Abbess Dingyi looked at her, surprised, and said, "I feel something's off about you. Is there something you're hiding from me that you dare not speak of?"

Xiao Xuan remained silent for a long time, pondering deeply. Finally, she stammered, revealing the words that had troubled her for so long to her master. However, it was difficult to ask her to say it aloud, and it felt against her principles.

"Actually, I didn't mean to hide anything from you, Master..."

Xiao Xuan bit her cherry lips, lowering her head, and said, "It's just that our Xuanmen Sect suffers so much pain every day just to keep that list of rebels. Is all of this really worth it?"

"How have I taught you to be a person? Although many disciples of our Xuanmen Sect are not iron-blooded heroes, they are loyal to their country and dedicated to changing dynasties and quelling the chaos in the world. This is indeed a heavy responsibility for the entire martial arts world!"

Master Dingyi turned her gaze to the side, her anger rising, and then she suddenly opened her eyes wide and shouted, "Moreover, that dog emperor is cruel and ruthless, and his crimes are heinous. Everyone

has the right to kill him!" Xiao Xuan was stunned for a long time, then sighed in bewilderment. Her clear eyes secretly glanced at her master, who was deeply moved, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "Please calm down, Master. I don't mean that that dog emperor doesn't deserve to die. It's just that to take that dog emperor's head, to achieve the day of changing dynasties, so many heroes have to be sacrificed, and countless innocent lives have been shed. Is all of this just to keep that mysterious list?"

"Alas... Xiao Xuan, you are still young and have little experience in the martial world, so you may not know this."

Master Dingyi glanced at Xiao Xuan, sighed, and her voice softened slightly as she said in a deep voice, "It has been confirmed that the list indeed involves the life and death of all the righteous sects in the entire martial world. The list records the roster of righteous soldiers gathered over many years. Once the list is leaked, all the heroes on it will likely be hunted down by Qin Gou. At best, they will be exiled to the frontier; at worst, their entire families will be executed, with no one surviving."

Xiao Xuan's heart stirred, realizing she was getting closer to what she needed to know. She sighed and asked, "I see... So, that list..." "Has the list been under Master's care all along?"

Abbess Dingyi suddenly turned her head and looked around the room furtively. After realizing that only the two of them, master and disciple, were left in the secret room, she immediately turned back and looked directly at her, saying, "Xiao Xuan, you must listen carefully. Originally, I really couldn't tell you the secret that involves the entire martial arts world. But now, in order to have a way out, even if I really don't escape here alive, I will tell you the whereabouts of that list. Then you must travel day and night to the martial arts conference at Tianlong Mountain and entrust this list to Master Longyi of the Tianlong Sect. If I end up in the underworld, at least someone will be able to continue the important task. The day will come when the dynasty is overthrown and the world is at peace."

"Ah... alright then, Master, please speak frankly. Xiao Xuan will certainly obey your orders."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan's blood surged, for she truly could not believe that things had progressed so rapidly. Her moist eyes lit up, and she immediately moved closer to her master's mouth, turning to the side to listen intently.

"Actually, that list has always been hidden in one of the Purple Bamboo Manor's... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Abbess Dingyi suddenly shouted, her eyes widening. A body still bound to the frame seemed to be convulsing, its skin twitching as if burned by flames. Blood flowed from its seven orifices, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a wisp of white smoke rose surprisingly from the top of its head!

Xiao Xuan looked up abruptly and saw that her master's body on the frame was burning hot, with wisps of smoke rising from the top of her head. Her once pale face, which had a little color in it, was now distorted, blood gushing from her mouth and nose, and in an instant, she seemed to have transformed into a grotesque figure with sunken cheeks!

"Master!"

Xiao Xuan's eyes flashed, and she cried out in alarm, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

At that moment, the muscles in the limbs of the nun Dingyi, who was bound to the frame, suddenly began to struggle. She opened her bloody mouth, let out a groan, and stared at her disciple with a horrified

expression, screaming, "Ah! It's...it's colorless, odorless...invisible...a deadly poison from the Western Regions! Ahhh..." Xiao Xuan's face changed color, filled with deep shock. She turned around abruptly and reached out to pull open the steel chains on the door frame, unaware that the only crucial lock on the door frame had been secretly and tightly locked by the official from before, leaving no hope of rescue!

"Help! Help my master! Open the door and let me out!"

Xiao Xuan's internal organs were pounding with panic. Her eyes were wet with tears, and besides frantically pushing and kicking the door frame, all she could do was cry hysterically.

"Ah! Ouch! It hurts so much! It feels like I'm on fire! Xiao Xuan... it hurts so much!"

Xiao Xuan was shocked and couldn't help but turn back to look at her master, who was still tied to the frame. What she saw almost made her gasp in astonishment. Her master's face had changed drastically, and he was screaming in terror. His face looked as if blood was flowing from all seven orifices. Seeing this, Xiao Xuan, who had witnessed this strange sight, was completely terrified. She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

Just as she was getting anxious, a short knife that she had been forced to hide in her thin clothes under half-fear and half-intimidation suddenly slipped out, its blade gleaming, and fell to the ground with a thud!

Xiao Xuan was already stunned. Her wet eyes immediately dropped to the dagger on the ground. She knew that her master had been asked to reveal the whereabouts of the list, and once the location was known, she was to personally carry out a murder to silence the witnesses and kill her own family. But now, the murder weapon used for the sneak attack was exposed on the ground. She was stunned, speechless, her hands and feet trembling. She stood there for a long time, unable to utter a sound.

"Xiao Xuan, you...you have been sprinkled with highly poisonous silver powder in your sleeves! How could this be..."

Before Master Dingyi could finish saying "you," the color in her face disappeared astonishingly, the flesh corroding to the bone. In an instant, only a skeleton remained, and the skin and flesh on her body had completely disappeared!

"Silver...silver powder? Xiao Xuan really didn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly saw that her master on the shelf was just a row of rotting bones, blood splattered all over the ground, a gruesome sight.

"Master!"

A final cry rang out from the dark, secret chamber, the tone one of unbearable pain, a deep lament. Besides Xiao Xuan kneeling alone in the cell, all that remained were wisps of smoke and bones corroded by deadly poison!

Meanwhile, Long Yiding had already prepared everything necessary for the east wing. Bottles of aphrodisiac potions, capable of bewitching and clouding willpower, were already placed inside the wooden bed tent. He then stood up and repeatedly checked everything in the room.

After a long while, he finally sat down at a round table in the center of the room, holding a cup of top-grade oolong tea. His throat was dry, not because of the tea, but perhaps because of excessive excitement. After all, few martial arts masters had the opportunity to witness such a double encounter in the lonely world of martial arts, let alone the two twins he was about to have. Moreover, the twins he was about to have were a pair from the Xuanmen sect, Xiao Qiao and Xiao Jia, whose exquisite features and mannerisms were remarkably similar. Such beautiful and delicate twins, presumably still untouched, were simply a double delight, arousing excitement at the mere thought!

As Long Dingyi thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a subtle emotion welling up inside him. His mind involuntarily conjured up the image of the impending double encounter, and his manhood instantly hardened. He quickly finished the entire pot of top-grade oolong tea he had used to nourish his spirit and boost his energy.

Just then, a soft knock came from the door, as if "clucking" awakening him from his reverie.

"Come in!"

Long Dingyi said as he strolled around. The door opened, and the maids who were responsible for bathing and changing the female prisoners, and who usually only took care of the east wing when they had nothing else to do

, appeared at the threshold. "Greetings, Master Long. The things you instructed your servants to do have been done. Your prey have been washed and dressed one by one, and their acupoints have been pressed. They are now inside felt rolls."

Two beautiful maids, as pure and clear as spring water, slowly walked into the inner hall of the room, which was where Long Dingyi was sitting at the round table.

"Hmm! Put them on the bed for now!"

Long Dingyi's eyes lit up, his throat went dry, and he saw the maids swaying as they walked in through the door. They were probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, but both were petite and delicate, with doll-like features, charming and alluring. Being a secret informant for a high-ranking official certainly had countless benefits: endless gold and a plethora of beautiful women to count! Long

Dingyi had indeed recently received many imperial favors and rewards, and his smug and powerful appearance confirmed this. His current extra benefits could be described as overflowing with wealth and abundant with beautiful women!

"Yes, sir."

Without further ado, the two beautiful maids each raised a roll of bulging felt and headed towards the tented bed in the inner room. They lifted the tent and finally put down the felt rolls one by one.

Following his instructions, the two maids put down the felt blankets they were carrying. As they turned around, they were both panting heavily, their chests heaving – likely from the effort of carrying the prey from the bath into the east wing.

"Master Long, if there are no other instructions, we will take our leave now, lest we delay your enjoyment,"

said the other, more slender maid, head bowed, with a respectful expression.

Upon hearing the sounds coming from the bedside in the inner room, Long Dingyi slowly put down his small teacup, immediately stood up, and strode forward with a powerful, masculine air.

As he approached the bed, his lustful eyes fixed on the face of the maid who had spoken earlier. In a flash, with a daring and unbridled expression, Long Dingyi suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her slender hands, which were slightly clasped behind her back in surprise. Long Dingyi, who had drunk a whole pot of oolong tea instead of strong liquor, was now even more intoxicated than if he had been forced to drink. However, he was intoxicated in his mind and spirit, not truly drunk.

Long Dingyi's calm voice chuckled as he said, "I remember your name was Yue... Yuechan. I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Master... a servant's humble nickname is not worth mentioning."

The slender maidservant felt as if she were being held tightly by the master before her, her expression one of being flattered and surprised. Then, her drooping oval face blushed like a lotus emerging from water. The other maidservant standing nearby immediately turned away shyly, as if she dared not look directly at the scene unfolding beside her.

"Hehe! It's clearly Yuechan, why don't you dare admit it?"

Long Dingyi tightened his grip, pressing her petite body even closer to his chest. The maid who called herself Yuechan was immediately startled, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyelashes fluttering, and she turned her head to whisper, "Master Long... don't..."

"Hahaha! You're actually playing the shy card in front of me? Wonderful! Wonderful!" As

soon as she finished speaking, Long Dingyi felt a surge of pleasure seeing her being ridiculed by him. The feeling of being a powerful master was truly exhilarating.

Long Dingyi immediately turned his gaze to the other maid standing motionless beside him and chuckled, "As for you, I've racked my brains but still can't remember your name."

"This...this servant is called Yuexuan."

This young woman, who called herself Yuexuan, was a lowly maid in the east wing, but she possessed smooth, fair skin, striking features, and an oval face that frequently flushed red—she was simply a charming and adorable girl.

The east wing was not only a sinister and secretive place, but also an excellent location teeming with maids. The numerous maids recruited from all over the country were either tall and slender or petite and exquisite. Previously, it had been developed by Zhao Gao, a powerful figure in the court who had dominated the entire government for many years and was feared by many high-ranking officials.

If this powerful figure hadn't spent years currying favor with the tyrannical Qin Emperor, forcing him to temporarily leave the palace, he wouldn't have entrusted such an important task to his adopted son in secret. This son had secretly arranged a tea ceremony to formally establish their alliance, working with this powerful figure to prevent the martial arts world from uniting to attack the rebellious Long Dingyi.

Long Dingyi snapped out of his daze, abruptly grabbing the maid standing by the bed, his gaze fixed on the felt mat, and said, "Hehe! Yuexuan, Yuechan, why don't you two stay and entertain me? Watch how I conquer the phoenix and fly away together!"

At this moment, due to the difference between master and servant, under Long Dingyi's lewd threat, the two maids, Yuexuan and Yuechan, immediately lowered their heads shyly like mimosa plants, daring not to speak, only waiting quietly by the bed for further orders. The room was thus filled with a lewd and sinister atmosphere.

"Ugh...uh...uh..."

Suddenly, Long Dingyi strode into the tent, slowly reaching out to untie the blankets on the bed. What came into his view were his two prey for the night, the twin disciples of the Xuanmen Sect—Xiao Qiao and Xiao Jia.

"Haha! It's been years since we last met. I wonder how my little sisters have been?"

Long Dingyi's eyes blazed as he looked at the two on the bed, and he laughed wildly, "What's wrong with you two? Are you surprised to see your brother here? Thinking back to when we parted, it's been years since we last met. Now you both seem to have become more and more beautiful and more and more alluring!" "

Uh...uh...uh..."

Xiao Qiao and Xiao Jia on the bed were bound, their limbs were sealed, and their mouths were tightly gagged with cloth, so they couldn't fight back or make a sound. But from the expressions on their faces, they seemed to be showing a kind of fear in their eyes.

Long Yiding suddenly turned around and said sternly, "Yuechan, do I have to tell you to do everything? Hurry up and help me take off my clothes!"

Yuechan was startled and took a few steps back. She was stunned for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, she saw that Master Long, who was sitting on the bed, was looking at her coldly, with a terrifying look of anger in his eyes.

To please the master of the east wing, she had no choice but to bow to the evil forces, replying in a trembling voice, "This...this servant knows her sins, this servant will immediately undress the master..."

"And you, Yuexuan!"

Long Dingyi spread his legs, sitting like a true emperor, his expression arrogant, while looking at the other maid's face, saying smugly, "Hurry up and come help this master with his penis and lick his balls!"

Yuexuan, only sixteen years old, slowly raised her head. She knew nothing about male-female intercourse, let alone what penis and licking balls meant. She remained silent and shy for a long time, silently enduring the torment of this master's lewd power. She still opened her head, looked shyly at the master on the bed, and slowly said, "This servant obeys."

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