[Wuxia] The Green Hat Seal of the Martial World (Book) - 22-24

Chapter 38: Wings of Heaven, Chapter Thirteen.

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu seemed startled, her heart trembling involuntarily. After a long moment of astonishment, she raised her head to examine the expression on her face. After a moment of contemplation, a blush seemed to rise on her cheeks.

Feng Tingyu said in a trembling voice, "Could it be that Yi-mei wants two...two women to share one husband? Absurd, utterly absurd!"

"What absurdity is this?"

Hong Yueyi gritted her teeth in hatred, her breath slightly ragged, and softly complained, "Since ancient times, men have always had three wives and four concubines, and it's common for them to seek pleasure outside the marriage. My father also had a harem of wives and concubines. Besides, didn't he promise my mother that he would never take any more concubines into the family, let alone marry any secondary wives or maids? He was fortunate enough to marry her, and having her by his side was enough. But who knew that not long after my mother passed away, he would forget his promise to her and turn around and take in a second wife, a third wife, and a whole host of maids, spending every night with them in absurd and decadent life! Since my father is like this, why can't I, as his daughter, do the same?"

In an instant, Feng Tingyu saw that she spoke with such conviction and force, and she immediately felt her heart race, her heart pounding like a drum. Then, a blush crept across her smooth, oval face, her heart pounding like a deer's. She blushed and spat, "Yi-mei, do you...do you even know what you're saying? As a young woman, do you know how important your reputation is? Besides, you're already engaged to that man surnamed Liu. This matter concerns your lifelong happiness. How can such a serious matter as marriage be treated so lightly? And I believe it won't be long before I, your sister, also pass away..."

Hong Yueyi blushed with anxiety and rebuked, "Sister! Even if you've made up your mind, I absolutely will not allow you to do this. How can I tolerate you falling to such a state alone? Even if you already despise my opinion, do you intend to live a life of unbearable sorrow from now on? Even if you fall into the underworld, the King of Hell will not forgive you for taking your own life!"

Feng Tingyu couldn't help but... She shook her head, and seeing how worried she was, she was taken aback. She thought to herself that although they had only recently become sworn sisters, she couldn't help but feel the warmth of the world. Tears welled in her bright eyes, glistening with emotion. She sighed, "I appreciate your kindness, sister. But saying anything now is futile, especially since I already have someone I love—Brother Long Dingyi from the Tianlong Sect. Since things have come to this, being honest is the best course of action. If I were to tell him everything about my situation, and he were to reject my background, then it would only be a pity that our fate has come to an end..."

Hong Yueyi was saddened for a long time; everyone feels anxious. Then she comforted her, "Sister, don't worry too much. If your Brother Dingyi truly loves you, as long as you love someone sincerely, I believe there is sincerity in this world." "That's true, he definitely won't abandon you because of this. No matter what, you still have me, your good sister, to accompany you. I will never abandon you."

Feng Tingyu pondered for a moment, blinked, and showed a depressed expression. She stammered a few words and then said coldly, "Alas... I really can't argue with you. Since that's the case, let's put aside those unhappy things for now and make a decision later. There is something more important to the world and the people to do now. The most urgent thing is for us to get everything sorted out as soon as possible, and once we're ready, we should head to Tianlong Mountain ahead of time."

Hearing her heavy words, Hong Yueyi felt a pang of heartache and stopped talking. She noticed that Feng Tingyu seemed a little strange, as if she had something on her mind. A layer of worry rose in her heart, but she didn't want to ask any further. She nodded vaguely in agreement and slowly walked out of the dilapidated temple to fetch water to wash up.

At this critical moment, a figure quickly retreated from the window of the dilapidated temple. As if afraid of being discovered, the person outside the window rapidly scanned the temple for a long time, and only after confirming there was no movement inside did a lewd smile appear on their face. They turned and quietly left, heading towards the carriage parked outside the temple. They couldn't help but secretly think that one day, enjoying power and beautiful women would be within reach. They thought that, judging from the current progress, within a few months, a carefully planned scheme to frame that brat Liu Rui would be successfully executed.

Chapter 39: The Sword Cauldron

Appears (First Chapter) Let's turn a blind eye. Throughout this arduous journey, my master and I seemed to have traversed countless mountains and rivers, and after trudging through numerous Yangtze River gorges, we finally arrived at the halfway point of Tianlong Mountain ahead of schedule.

Looking out from this mountainside for a while, I saw a vast expanse of sky and mountains, a breathtakingly beautiful rock formation resembling a celestial canyon. Cliffs rose steeply, peaks upon peaks, a magnificent sight, their shapes seemingly sculpted by the ever-changing seasons. I was momentarily stunned, speechless.

Then, suddenly, a blinding white ray of sunlight shot from the peak of Tianlong Mountain.

Just as I came to my senses and looked up again, I saw the mountains stretching to the horizon, seemingly shrouded in misty, dewy clouds. The clouds and cold winds, imbued with mystery, surged and rose like dragons emerging from the sea, sometimes whipping up the cliffs, sometimes plunging down to the bottom of the ravine, the biting wind chilling me to the bone. However, the majestic scenery of the sea of clouds, with its ethereal mist, shimmering reflections, and swift winds piercing the mountains, was like a painting, even more so than the magnificent Changbai Mountain Tianchi of the Liao and Northern Song dynasties. This breathtaking spectacle was worthy of being one of the ten wonders of the 21st century.

At that moment, I couldn't help but imagine that Tianlong Mountain truly was a paradise on earth, and being there felt like being a celestial being, as if all the spirits and deities of the world had converged in this place.

It was a cloudy day, a cold, windy day. The carriage had stopped at the deepest point halfway up the mountain. There was no way to go forward; from here, I would have to rely on myself to climb to the summit.

This journey felt like traversing countless mountains and rivers, reaching the ends of the earth. Upon alighting, I suddenly felt a sense of melancholy and burden, a deep sadness. Now, I had to face the biting wind, which instantly made me shiver uncontrollably. After a while, I was trembling, my nose was running, and I felt utterly exhausted.

My master got out of the carriage and turned around abruptly. Even though he couldn't see me, he seemed to sense my lingering hesitation and melancholy. He stroked his pale beard and asked, "Disciple, disciple... why are you standing there lost in thought?"

After a moment, I was abruptly awakened by him, my heart jolted. I stammered, "Master... Master, I never imagined that the area around Tianlong Mountain would have such magnificent scenery, so I was stunned for a moment." "

Disciple, you are truly ignorant. The northeast is all cold and rugged mountains. If you count them on your fingers, they would be piled up like sand into a tower. Moreover, the peaks and rocks here are especially rare in the Central Plains. The mountains and ridges in all directions are a barrier, making it extremely difficult to conquer. That's why the Qin soldiers guarding the border have been unable to attack for so long, unable to besiege and annex the land."

My master even smiled at me for a while, continuing to stroke his beard as he spoke, his words sounding even more forceful and vigorous.

"It's getting late. If we continue this way, we should reach the Tianlong Sect's martial arts school in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after crossing the Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces. Once you see all the different martial arts sects, you'll truly experience the awe-inspiring atmosphere of the martial arts tournament."

"Yes, please wait for me, Master..."

I suddenly stopped trembling and, after a short while, finally took a step and walked to his side. Then, I took his hand and we walked step by step, with great difficulty, toward a very steep and uneven hillside.

"Disciple must be new to the North, so you may not know this. It's cold and snowy here all year round, unlike the Jiangnan region of our Central Plains, with its flowing rivers, clear waters, lush grass, and blooming flowers. That's why you were stunned just now! Remember, when you arrive at the main hall of the Martial Arts Tournament, you must be on your guard and not speak carelessly. The martial world is dangerous, and you must be wary of treacherous villains around you. Do not

act rashly and alert them..." Before he finished speaking, I saw my master firmly grasp my hand and continue towards the summit of Tianlong Mountain.

Chapter 39: The Sword Cauldron

Appears in Ink, Part Two. The Tianlong Sect was originally the number one sect in the martial arts world, its influence spreading throughout the entire northern region. Furthermore, it had numerous disciples and grand-disciples in the north, numbering in the hundreds or even thousands. Among its disciples, the eldest brother, Long Dingyi, was the most outstanding and exceptional. His innate talent made him a strong contender to succeed as the sect's leader, eventually unifying the various sects and becoming the new martial arts alliance leader.

Currently, the founder of the Tianlong Sect remains a renowned martial arts alliance leader and a highly respected grandmaster. His martial arts skills were not only formidable, but his virtue was also undeniably noble. Although he was sixty-one years old this year, his white hair indicating advanced age, his profound skill and daily meditation had given him a ruddy complexion and astonishing physique. He seemed to have deeply understood the principles of rest and recuperation, thus appearing to be far from his twilight years.

Under his careful leadership and after several trials, the Tianlong Sect finally carved out a new force in the martial arts world. Even the ambitious Qin army and the imperial court had to be wary of him, and he was given considerable respect in the martial arts world. He repeatedly tried to subdue the Tianlong Sect and win them over to the court, offering them gifts of the wealth they had plundered from the people on major holidays and birthdays. However, he, being of high moral character, refused to accept these gifts each time.

Now, the world is in chaos, with treacherous officials in power, rampant soldiers, and a corrupt court. The people are suffering. As a member of the martial arts world, the Tianlong Sect, which leads the entire martial arts community, is sworn to be at odds with the brutal Qin army. He alone will lead the entire martial arts world to fight against the court until it is overthrown.

The reason why the founder holds such a high position in popular esteem is that he has been deeply loved by the people of most parts of the Northern Continent for many years. Many of his followers have followed him all the way north along the Yangtze River, dreaming of one day having the honor of becoming a disciple of a grandmaster in the martial arts world.

As the founder of the Tianlong Sect, the head of the martial arts sects, he also controls all seven major sects in the martial arts world. Over the years, due to the founder's talent and martial virtue, the Tianlong Sect has greatly expanded its power in a short period of time, and the prestige of its many disciples has become even more prominent. Its status in the martial arts world is unparalleled. Recently, it has gradually expanded its influence to the entire Northern Region, then to Jiangnan and the Central Plains, and for a time it controlled the entire martial arts world and was the only one who could be respected in the world.

However, even the usually beloved leader of the Tianlong Sect has a painful past he keeps hidden. His late wife passed away years ago during a difficult childbirth at an advanced age, tragically dying from excessive bleeding. Ten years have passed since then, yet this man, always spouting righteousness and morality, has never considered taking another wife or concubine. Aside from rescuing Long Dingyi during the war and taking him as a disciple, their relationship is as close as that of a biological son—though they are still not blood relatives. Fortunately, he has a daughter, Long Jieti, who is fifteen years old this year. Despite her young age,

she has inherited her late wife's elegant and graceful bearing, and has grown into a goddess with a captivatingly beautiful figure. Her skin is snow-white, smooth like a young girl's, her hair lustrous, and her figure exudes the curves of a woman, with her breasts prominently displayed and her cleavage clearly defined.

Although she appears beautiful and intelligent despite her young age, she has always been indifferent to the affairs of sects and the martial arts world. She prefers to stay at home, spending her days embroidering, drawing dragons and phoenixes, and is well-versed in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, and chess. However, deep down, she is a naturally competitive and captivating heroine. At the tender age of fifteen, she has already mastered excellent horsemanship and archery, becoming proficient in riding, archery, and swordsmanship without a teacher. On weekends, she goes to the grasslands to showcase her skills. Her dashing horsemanship and swordsmanship were captivating, but the most carefree moments for her were when she could ride a magnificent horse across an endless grassland, gripping the reins and straightening her front legs until the horse's mane and tail billowed forward…

Now, back to the martial arts tournament, heroes and warriors from all over the Central Plains are gathering here to discuss and compete, using a point-and-run method to determine the leader of each martial arts sect. The final victor will become the next martial arts alliance leader.

As the saying goes, dragons and tigers meet, dragons and tigers vie for supremacy, neither yielding an inch. Despite the frigid weather, Tianlong Mountain, usually swept by howling winds, is now teeming with people, making the streets and alleys bustling with activity. Male and female eagles have gathered in one place, a truly magnificent sight, marking the prelude to the power struggle between dragons and tigers.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Tianlong Sect, heroes from various sects, who had been waiting for a long time, had already formed a formidable force, so numerous that it was almost impossible to distinguish which sect they belonged to. Each of these heroes, awaiting the opening of the martial arts tournament, seemed to have the words "ambition burning brightly" written on their faces. They were all talking amongst themselves, offering their opinions, but unfortunately, despite their large numbers and diverse chatter, they appeared to be a disorganized mob. As the saying goes, three fists cannot defeat four hands; their sects' strength was hardly worthy of being mentioned.

Apart from the Tianlong Sect, the number one sect in the martial arts world with its numerous disciples, it was believed that no other sect in the entire country had the power to challenge the position of the number one sect in the martial arts world at this year's annual tournament, and could not possibly usurp the title of martial arts leader. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the title of the number one martial arts sect this year would undoubtedly be in the Tianlong Sect's hands; even if they fought to the death, they would be sitting ducks.

The imposing gathering of dragons and tigers was a sight to behold. The disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, numerous and powerful, surged forward like a torrent of the Yellow River, a chaotic jostling and pushing, their heads piled shoulder to shoulder, like a dense mass of fine sand on a beach!

Chapter 39: Ink Appears in the Sword Cauldron, Part 3.

As the saying goes, greed is like fire, desire like water. Power and influence are often the lifelong dreams of martial artists, especially those born in this chaotic, war-torn land. Who wouldn't risk everything for the sake of possessing power, having beautiful women, and striving for fame and fortune?

As everyone knows, in times of war, those with power and influence all seek profit. The saying goes, "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit." It's sometimes difficult to distinguish between true and false gentlemen. However, as a member of the martial arts world, regardless of the final outcome, even if various factions fight tooth and nail for power, leaving each other wounded and battered, we will fight without hesitation, even unto death, without regret.

The annual martial arts tournament is such a battleground, a place of fierce competition, a place of greed, lust, and debauchery. Over the years, many martial arts heroes have perished here, dying far from home, vying for power. In this world, who truly understands the spirit of the martial arts world?

Looking around, martial arts masters were gathered in the Jianghu. Dozens of miles outside the hall, besides some Jianghu men who had come to watch the spectacle, there was a group of solemn-looking martial arts disciples in the hall. Among them were the Seven Fiends Sect from the south, the Yin Gui Sect from the west, and the Wu Ao Sect from the far northwest. Only the disciples of the Xuanwu Sect, who had already suffered a bloody calamity, were not present. However, the various sects were still unaware that many of their disciples were no longer alive.

Just then, several miles away from the Tianlong Sect's main hall, a gust of wind suddenly swept by, and the crowd scattered. Then came a series of footsteps like infantrymen, like thirsty steeds rushing to a spring. They sounded like fire, their heels heavy, and judging from their eyes, each of them seemed to have scales on their bellies.

Amidst the swirling clouds, a group of mysterious, half-masked swordsmen suddenly appeared on the bustling street. Each of them was bare-armed and imposing, with a thousand sharp swords at their waists and scepters engraved with the character "墨" (Mo) around their necks. Upon closer inspection, amidst the sparse food and broken cups, they were revealed to be descendants of Mozi, a figure long since vanished from the martial world!

Tracing their origins, it is said that the Mozi clan, once quite famous in the martial world, started out by taking money to solve problems for others. They were ruthless killers, killing without shedding blood to complete their tasks, and were feared throughout the martial world. Their contribution to Qin Shi Huang's successful ascension to the throne was truly indispensable.

During the war, many Mohists worked tirelessly to help Qin Shi Huang ascend the throne and unify the five states. For years, they secretly eliminated numerous rebellious ministers and traitors within the five states. In order to reward their years of hard work, Qin Shi Huang encouraged the Mohist disciples to rise rapidly and spread throughout the Qin state in a short period of time. They even indirectly controlled the government and their influence became unparalleled.

However, the inherently cunning and greedy Qin Emperor would not allow them to grow so powerful. Soon after consolidating his power in the court, the so-called Son of Heaven, now all-powerful, turned on them with a single order. He swiftly dispatched secret agents to carry out a massacre, resulting in the near-total extermination of the Mohist school's disciples overnight. The Mohist leader was also hunted down and eventually disappeared.

But Heaven was merciful; the Mohist school was not completely wiped out in that calamity, and it also sowed the seeds of a nightmare that haunted Qin Emperor day and night. For years, a few remaining descendants of Mozi have opposed the Qin Dynasty, launching sneak attacks. The disciples who escaped the massacre all harbored deep resentment, determined to avenge their families, even at the cost of their lives.

Meanwhile, back inside the main hall, a bustling crowd gathered. Suddenly, a figure stepped into the hall. One by one, the crowd turned their heads, their eyes fixed on the entrance, and instantly fell silent. Their gazes seemed to converge, their expressions frozen in that space.

In a flash, the various groups within the hall gradually recovered their senses. Before long, they all bowed respectfully to the figure.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Long!"

Chapter 39: Ink Appears in the Sword Cauldron, Part 4.

A slight murmur rippled through the hall. Surprised, they realized that the one who had personally entered the inner hall was none other than Long Bahe, the founder of the Heavenly Dragon Sect!

Even though he was already sixty-one years old, and his thick beard had turned white, he still seemed to possess an innate domineering aura. Moreover, judging from his strong and muscular body, no matter how you looked at him, you could not see any signs of aging. The robust physique emanating from his body seemed to show that the older he got, the more radiant he became, and the weaker he became, the more radiant his face became.

With powerful enemies looming over this martial arts gathering, how could he, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, remain hidden for so long? Seeing so many heroes from various sects gathered here, he immediately clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Hehe! It is truly my fault for keeping so many heroes waiting here."

"Sect Leader Long is too kind! As the current leader of the martial arts alliance, you should be busy with the affairs of our sects. What fault has Sect Leader Long committed? Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a high-ranking martial artist spoke up from the crowd. Turning around, it turned out that the person who had spoken was none other than Xiao Houhan, the leader of the Wu'ao Sect.

The Wu'ao Sect's unique skill is the terrifying Tiger-Taming Iron Fist. This is a fierce and powerful fist technique, where a pair of strong, powerful arms concentrate their strength between the elbows, then unblocks the blood vessels in both arms, channeling it to the fists, which are as hard as iron chains, before delivering a powerful punch. The astonishing destructive force is enough to shatter a rock wall with a single blow!

In this situation, Xiao Houhan stared unwaveringly at the Dragon Sect Leader before him, a resolute look subtly appearing in his eyes. From his words, it was almost impossible to discern whether his earlier cryptic remark was well-intentioned or malicious. Even his expression was devoid of any emotion, like a cold-faced villain—truly a cunning old fox.

Upon hearing this, Long Bahe immediately approached him, then said with a smile, "So it's Sect Leader Xiao of the Wu'ao Sect. To have Sect Leader Xiao grace us with his presence at this martial arts gathering is truly an honor for this old monk, and a blessing for all the sects and factions in the martial arts world!"

For many years, Xiao Houhan had just missed out on the position of martial arts alliance leader, and had always harbored resentment about it. However, upon hearing these words, his face trembled slightly. After a moment of stunned silence, as if calming his anger, he composed himself, suppressed his bitterness, and immediately feigned a laugh, "Hahaha! This old man is unworthy of such praise. Sect Leader Long is so kind; this old man is truly ashamed."

"Everyone, Master Xiao's divine skills are unparalleled, and his Tiger-Subduing Iron Fist is renowned throughout the world. He is truly deserving of the title of leader of the Wu'ao Sect! If it weren't for the many concessions you Wu'ao Sect have made over the years, I believe I would not have been able to gain the trust of so many sects on the arena year after year, nor would I have been able to be re-elected every term! To be honest, I don't have much expectation for Master Xiao's Tiger-Subduing Iron Fist. I hope that Master Xiao can be merciful this year and make concessions again, so that I can once again become my defeated opponent! Hahaha!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Bahe, the dignified leader of the martial arts alliance, who appeared to be a gentleman, was smiling, but the sense of humiliation in his words could not be concealed.

In an instant, Xiao Houhan was deeply moved. He suddenly roared, his fists clenching as if they were boulder, and he shouted, "Outrageous! Sect Leader Long, how dare you speak so disrespectfully?"

In the midst of the increasingly tense atmosphere, another sect leader in the hall caught Xiao Houhan in the act. Looking around, it turned out that the one who dared to speak so arrogantly was none other than the Palace Master of the Yin Gui Sect—Master Meng Qing.

"Master Long, you are mistaken. As the saying goes, 'There are no distinctions of class or sect on the arena,' which means that true talent and skill matter. If each sect leader truly possesses exceptional abilities, the younger generation will surpass the older, and it

is only a matter of time before they replace Master Long as the leader of the martial arts world." This Master Meng Qing was a highly respected nun. She was an orphan from a young age, and both her parents perished in the war. As a child, she was fortunate enough to be rescued by the Miao tribe on the western border. Later, she received the true teachings of the Miao people and learned a set of vicious martial arts in just a few years. She was skilled in concocting all kinds of poisonous medicines, and over time, she became immune to all poisons in her body, making her almost indestructible.

Later, she further developed a Buddhist affinity, becoming a nun in a temple to continue her Buddhist practice. She became a highly skilled and mysterious young nun, and after decades of cultivation, she finally became the renowned Abbess Meng Qing. However, her ambitions were not small; she left the nunnery and established her own sect. Over the years, her female disciples have grown to several thousand, including her most prominent disciple, Yang Jingxiang.

Chapter 39: The Sword Cauldron Appears, Part 5.

Suddenly, Long Bahe heard a beautiful, melodious voice, like a clear stream, with a serene and penetrating beauty. He immediately turned his gaze, and his eyes lit up. The woman before him was as beautiful as a hundred flowers in full bloom, almost stunning him!

Standing just inches away was none other than Abbess Meng Qing, rumored to have been in seclusion for a long time. Even though this woman, a former nun, was past her prime, she still possessed a tall and slender figure. Her purple silk robe could not conceal her graceful curves; her figure was exquisitely defined, her waist slender, and her skin as white as snow.

He felt as if a dream had come true, and couldn't help but light a lamp to gaze upon her for a long time. Now, unexpectedly encountering her again after so long, her proudly flat chest and abdomen seemed devoid of any excess fat. Despite the ravages of time, her body remained flawless, and her alluring beauty was truly captivating. For a moment, he was left with a lingering, unforgettable gaze, her charm bewitching his heart and soul.

Like a cup of clear tea, if left to steep, the tea's intensity grows, acquiring a richer aroma and a unique character. Abbess Meng Qing indeed possessed a unique charm that even a pure young girl could not match!

He stood there stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze and couldn't help but scrutinize Master Meng Qing's radiant, delicate face. He noticed that her bright, clear eyes seemed to see right through him; those deep brown eyes instantly captivated him. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, with delicate eyebrows, a charming smile, and pink lips—like a celestial maiden. She was truly a woman who surpassed men in beauty and ambition, a woman of exceptional grace and strength. Standing before him was indeed a stunningly beautiful and resilient woman!

"Hehe! Rare indeed! It's truly remarkable that such a rare guest has come from afar to this martial arts gathering!"

Long Bahe caught his breath, a cold smile flashing across his lips. He raised a thick eyebrow, the cold smile vanishing almost instantly, before respectfully greeting Abbess Meng Qing before him: "It feels like three autumns have passed since we last met. I haven't seen Abbess Meng Qing for a long time. I heard that you have been living in seclusion in the mountains, cultivating for quite some time now. Even when I wish to pay my respects, I seem unable to see you in person. I thought you had attained enlightenment, seen through the illusions of the world, and decided to retire from the martial world." "From now on, I will no longer concern myself with the affairs of the martial world. To be honest, I never expected that Abbess Meng Qing would break her seclusion for this conference. Could it be that you,

Abbess Meng Qing, share the same views as the other sect leaders in the hall, and are also aiming for the position of Alliance Leader?" Upon hearing this, Abbess Meng Qing couldn't help but step back in shock. Her face was devoid of any expression. It was common knowledge that she herself wanted to become the leader of the martial world alliance. Harboring selfish desires, she had always coveted the position of Alliance Leader and the mysterious treasure map hidden in the legendary Demon Sword.

With a chilling expression, she couldn't help but ponder to herself that if she were to achieve a great and lasting dynasty in the future, she absolutely had to seize the opportunity to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. In addition, she would also have to find the long-lost demonic sword, try to decipher the earth-shattering secrets within the treasure map by herself, and then monopolize those countless mysterious treasures. Only then would she have enough power to overthrow the corrupt dynasty. When war broke out, the world would inevitably be in chaos. She thought that it would be much easier to establish another dynasty. Otherwise, she would not have been forced to leave seclusion early, so as to get a share of the spoils and hurry up to Tianlong Mountain to attend the martial arts alliance leader competition.

At this moment, Abbess Meng Qing was taken aback. After a short while, her expression became earnest and respectful. She suddenly chuckled, "Hehehe! It's been several years since I went into seclusion to recuperate. I still remember fighting Master Long at the martial arts tournament. I never imagined that with my unparalleled martial arts, I would be injured by Master Long's unique Heavenly Dragon Frost Palm. What I didn't expect was that Master Long's skill had reached an unparalleled level. Back then, my vital energy was severely damaged, and I almost lost my life to Master Long's palm."

Chapter 39: Ink Appears in the Sword Cauldron, Chapter Six.

"Hahaha!" "I have already done my best to yield, but Abbess Meng Qing was indeed outmatched and could not withstand my Frost Palm. Why are you now blaming me for being too heavy-handed? Abbess's words are truly laughable..."

Before he could finish speaking, Long Bahe shook his head and suddenly laughed, "Don't say that I was merciless back then. On the contrary, if I was truly outmatched, I would have nothing to say. But to expect me to bow down and admit my mistake to you, Abbess, is wishful thinking."

Suddenly, the faces of the Yin Gui Sect disciples changed, and Yang Jingxiang, as the eldest disciple, stood up indignantly and couldn't help but blurt out. She jumped up and rebuked Long Bahe for his arrogant words.

"As the leader of the martial arts alliance, Master Long should establish his authority and win over the masses with virtue. However, Master Long's words are so arrogant and domineering. As the heavens bear witness, is Master Long not afraid of being outnumbered and suffering divine retribution?"

"Hahaha, you little girl? I'm afraid you have no chance."

Long Bahe secretly laughed, both amused and exasperated. As he spoke, he turned around and plopped down on the dragon throne placed in front of the hall, a throne second only to the emperor.

Before he finished speaking, the beautiful Yang Jingxiang almost drew her sword. Her beauty and charming appearance were in no way inferior to her master's. Otherwise, Long Dingyi would not have dared to meet with her in secret, secretly forming a romantic relationship and engaging in illicit affairs, becoming a pair of lovers driven by lust. And Yang Jingxiang, who fell in love with her master at first sight, would not have taken advantage of her master's seclusion to break the palace rules and secretly meet with a man outside the palace behind her master's back.

At the critical moment, a sword gust of wind swept forward, its sharp sword energy about to fill the hall. Just then, Abbess Meng Qing intercepted her, shouting, "Xiang'er, don't be so presumptuous!"

A chorus of angry murmurs erupted in the hall. The Yin Gui Sect disciples were immediately on edge, but Yang Jingxiang stood there stunned for a long while before finally regaining her senses. Her eyes filled with hatred, she hurriedly said, "Palace Master, Sect Leader Long dared to insult the Yin Gui Sect just now! This is truly outrageous! Even if you can endure the pain of humiliation, I believe the entire Yin Gui Sect..." "Even my female disciples, including my own, can no longer tolerate this!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the leaders and all the disciples of the five major sects in the main hall changed color. Among them, the leader of the Seven Fiends Sect, which was known as the number one sect in the southern part of the Central Plains, sighed several times. He had high cheekbones, a thick nose, big eyes that shone, and thick, horizontal eyebrows. He looked like a fierce and monstrous man. In addition, he had a tall and strong body with a burly back, and his face was covered with a stubble beard like that of a rough man. He was also holding a stick that looked like it weighed a thousand pounds.

His eyes gleamed, and without a word, he coldly replied, "Let me, Yu, speak the truth. If, over the years, Sect Leader Long had been able to repay evil with good and good with good, it would certainly be a blessing for our five major sects. However, the facts before us are not so. Allow me to ask Sect Leader Long a question: do you remember why the five major sects joined forces in the first place?"

The Seven Fiends Sect's unique martial art is the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff. It is a staff technique that cultivates the body with the staff and refines the staff with strength. The most profound staff realm in Xuanwu is the highest realm of the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff. Once the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff is used, the staff becomes as hard as steel and spins like a strong wind. The staff is used as a palm strike to directly hit the body's fatal weaknesses.

Long Bahe suddenly stopped laughing, his gaze fixed on Yu Haoyuan, the leader of the Seven Fiends Sect, his eyes flashing with disdain. He replied angrily, "Sect Leader Yu, there's no need for such politeness. Of course, I remember the reasons. The tragic situation back then is still vivid in my mind. Ever since the Qin Dynasty unified the Central Plains, that tyrannical Qin Emperor has been even more lawless, monopolizing power and causing chaos and constant warfare. The people of the world are suffering endlessly. Moreover, droughts have plagued various regions for years, causing families to be torn apart and people to become homeless, leading to widespread misery." "It's truly a horrific sight, enough to bring sorrow to any who hear it."

Although Long Bahe also harbored ambitions for power and a desire to rule, his words still sounded firm and resolute, filled with righteous and virtuous pronouncements. He continued, "Moreover, nowadays, a mediocre ruler and treacherous officials are in power, corruption is rampant, and even our five major sects are struggling to deal with the Qin Emperor alone. Furthermore, the court is now under the control of that eunuch Zhao Gao, who wields absolute power, dominating all affairs of state and arbitrarily manipulating numerous treacherous officials within the palace, leading to some..." Loyal ministers dare not speak the truth, burying their consciences for the sake of power, wealth, and glory, willingly remaining puppets behind the scenes. The reason the five martial arts sects united was to overthrow the Qin Dynasty; that's why they rose up in rebellion, forming an alliance to fight against the brutal Qin soldiers.

Suddenly, Yang Jingxiang, still beside Master Meng Qing, stepped forward, glaring at him through gritted teeth, her voice arrogant and fierce: "Indeed, the leader of the martial arts alliance holds such a high position and great power; if there is no one of high prestige to fill the role, I believe it will be difficult to persuade the various sects, let alone..." The alliance must coordinate and integrate the opinions of all sects and factions; otherwise, the martial arts alliance will become a disorganized mess. It must be understood that without a leader, the sects will inevitably diverge in opinion and have differing views, ultimately making it difficult to unite against external threats and leading to their collapse without a fight! If Sect Leader Long is truly incapable of fulfilling the role of alliance leader, as some say, why not consider the overall situation and humbly step down? (

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Appears, Chapter Seven) Upon hearing this, the heroes of the world burst into laughter. Among them, many martial arts masters from various sects occasionally cast cold glances at the martial arts alliance leader sitting on the dragon throne.

Yang Jingxiang, seemingly speaking without thinking, then sneered, "Sect Leader Yu's words just now perfectly captured my master's thoughts. While experience is indeed valuable, the younger generation inevitably surpasses the older. Forgive my bluntness, but this year's Alliance Leader should be chosen from among a young and promising individual. Sect Leader Long, you should reluctantly step down. Besides, with my master's strength, he is undoubtedly the wise choice in the eyes of many sect leaders. The sect's power is truly well-deserved!"

At this moment, although the leaders of the five major sects in the hall remained outwardly composed, it was undeniable that each harbored their own ulterior motives. Upon hearing the Yin Gui Sect's eldest disciple recommend their sect leader for the position of Martial Arts Alliance Leader, they were all helpless, and a hint of resentment appeared on their faces.

To get back to the point, almost everyone in each faction was acting in their own self-interest, like a disorganized mess, with no one standing out from the crowd. Their fervent pursuit of the alliance leader's position wasn't for the sake of the martial arts world; every single member was secretly plotting how to assassinate the Qin Emperor, how to seize power and usurp the throne, and how to achieve a golden age, possessing the entire empire and countless treasures.

Upon hearing this, Long Bahe's heart skipped a beat. Observing the expression, he smiled sinisterly and said, "Hmph! What a well-deserved compliment! Abbess Meng Qing is truly fortunate to have such a loyal disciple, and it is also a blessing for the Yin Gui Sect!"

Abbess Meng Qing, upon hearing this, seemed unfazed. Her face remained amiable, and she calmly said, "Sect Leader Long, you flatter me. As the saying goes, each sect has its own strengths, and each sect has its own unique skills. Now that the sect leaders have different opinions, why don't we hold a general meeting?" "Let's have a friendly spar and see who wins this year's martial arts championship."

Long Bahe shook his head with a smile and continued, "Wonderful, wonderful! Since Abbess Meng Qing's old injury has healed, and I am no ordinary person, I will certainly show no mercy to Abbess Meng Qing then."

Suddenly, amidst the heated exchange, a voice rang out from among the many martial arts elites in the hall, followed by a loud laugh that instantly turned the heads of the crowd. Dozens of leaders in the hall looked towards the source of the voice.

"Hahahaha! The implication is that taking advantage of someone's misfortune proves that the Tianlong Sect are all despicable, far more so than those Qin dogs!"

At first glance, it turned out that the one who had spoken was Senior Feng Ao, who had previously suffered the calamity of being blinded, and standing beside Feng Ao was me, who had come with him all the way.

"Who goes there, and how dare you speak so presumptuously before this old monk?"

The words still echoed in his ears when Long Bahe stared intently at the front of the crowd. His eyes widened in surprise, and he was secretly shocked for a moment before he saw the true face of the person who seemed both arrogant and laughing and crying.

"Please calm down, Sect Leader Long. I did not come here to cause trouble, nor do I wish to provoke anyone. Besides, power is nothing but fleeting smoke to me. I was just observing from the sidelines and couldn't hear what Sect Leader Long was saying, so I presumptuously appeared and disturbed the peace of the hall."

Long Bahe suddenly came to his senses, his expression gradually changing, and then he flew into a rage, scolding him: "So you're just a blind man from the martial world! How dare a mere blind idler spout such nonsense in the main hall, showing no respect for your elders! What is your punishment?!"

At this scene, I was almost completely stunned by the sight before me. My fingers clenched into fists, my palms were sweating profusely, and cold sweat finally dripped down my forehead.

'It's him?' Suddenly, Yang Jingxiang, the eldest disciple of the Yin Gui Sect, stared at the man in front of her with her alluring eyes. Her heart sank. She had almost failed to assassinate him before, and now she never expected to meet him again here.

On the other side, his master remained unmoved, for he was, after all, a senior figure with extensive experience in the martial world. Suddenly, without a word, he clasped his hands in a sarcastic gesture and said with a bitter laugh, "Heh heh, Master Long's words just now were rather disrespectful to this old man. You should know that my reputation as a shrewd strategist over the past decades was hard-earned and not undeserved."

Long Bahe stared intently at the disheveled old man with white hair before him, his eyes unfathomable. After a long pause, he seemed to leap up, exclaiming in shock, "Could it be... could you be Feng Ao, the Taoist Feng?"

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Suddenly, he heard his master sigh deeply and say, "Alas... I am indeed Feng Ao. However, I am no longer the Feng Ao of yesteryear. I can only blame myself for my momentary greed and foolishness that led to this lifelong regret."

Upon hearing this, the assembled heroes and sect leaders in the hall remained unmoved. The once renowned Taoist Feng, with his tiger-like domineering aura and kingly demeanor, had vanished in an instant, never to return. At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, learning that he had gone blind, the martial arts heroes in the hall were even more astonished and surprised, each staring at him with suspicious eyes for a long time.

Like a fleeting moment, Long Bahe suddenly turned and stared at me, his piercing gaze unable to conceal the doubt in his eyes.

He then asked directly, "Is that young fellow standing next to Taoist Feng your…?" My master suddenly interrupted, stroking his pale beard as he laughed, "This young brother is my disciple. He possesses extraordinary talent, a natural-born martial arts prodigy. I've searched the world for him without a second thought, and he's come to me effortlessly. I can say frankly, he is a once-in-a-century genius. As the saying goes, a dragon that has received the rain and clouds is no longer confined to a pond. Once he awakens his true potential, he will surely soar like a dragon, shaking the world with his might. To be honest, this trip is because my disciple has yet to see the world, so I've decided to take this opportunity to let him witness the heroic spirit and style of many martial arts masters! Hehehe!"

Suddenly, everyone in the hall fell silent, their eyes involuntarily glancing at me.

Hearing my master praise me so highly, I felt utterly ashamed, breathless, and trembling with fear. Standing now in the main hall of the martial arts tournament, witnessing the heroes of various schools and sects, was like standing at the very pinnacle for a man from the 21st century. To be the focus of attention from heroes from all walks of life, to experience the martial arts figures and events of ancient times as a person from the future—just one glance was enough to shake my entire being!

"Since Daoist Feng praises your disciple so highly, then this old monk congratulates Daoist Feng on finding such a fine disciple."

At this moment, Long Bahe, who had been watching intently, suddenly felt his suspicions crumble upon hearing his words. He quickly asked, "It's a pity that the once renowned Daoist Feng, who was so insightful about the affairs of the martial world, has fallen into such a state of destitution. What happened that caused Daoist Feng to lose his sight and never see the light of day again?"

"Alas... this matter is a long story, a consequence of past lives, perhaps this is my destiny in this life, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable,"

the master sighed, his mind blank for a moment, then quickly continued, "Since things have come to this, let's not dwell on it. Actually, I came here with another matter to inform the Alliance Leader and the many sect leaders in the hall. Moreover, it is of great importance, concerning the safety of the entire martial arts world. This matter is of utmost importance and cannot be delayed any longer. Besides, I was once a member of the martial arts world, and I cannot stand idly by and allow others' evil schemes to succeed."

As the leader of the martial arts alliance, Long Bahe had ruled the entire martial arts world alone for many years. As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind, and he had always harbored... Having always held absolute power in the martial arts world, how could he tolerate others stirring up trouble under his authority? Seeing this old fellow surnamed Feng looking so serious and tense, he couldn't help but ponder for a moment before straightening up, listening intently, and staring intently. Then, with a solemn expression, he looked at him and slowly replied, "What important matter is it? I hope Taoist Feng can tell me the truth in front of all the sect leaders at this martial arts gathering."

Just then, I stood beside my master, still shocked and apprehensive. But before he could speak, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from behind the dragon throne, and in an instant, a figure lunged forward from behind it!

"Die!"

a scream echoed on the wind.

In a flash, I saw a slender, petite figure with a delicate waist, graceful and beautiful. Looking closer, I realized that the attacker was none other than Feng Tingyu's junior sister—Miss Xiao Xuan!

At the same time, a piercing cracking sound suddenly came from the back of the dragon throne in front of the main hall, and the dragon throne broke in two in the blink of an eye!

Suddenly, a deafening cracking sound seemed to reverberate through the sky, like the roar of a dragon striking down, shaking the entire Milky Way. Then, as if possessed, the figure swung his sword wildly, unleashing a sword light that flashed out in a crescent shape. With a deafening boom, it swiftly struck Long Bahe, who sat on the dragon throne, with half of the blade piercing his chest! Long

Bahe, who had been airborne, was utterly shocked. He seemed to have no time to catch his breath, leaping into the air, but in an instant, he crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, a pool of crimson blood nearly four feet long!

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A commotion suddenly erupted in the hall. This unbelievable scene shocked almost everyone in the martial arts world. Everyone was completely stunned by what they saw. They were all astonished and shocked. At the same time, some disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect appeared panicked. The scene was in an uproar, and they wanted to rush forward to rescue their master!

Seeing the chaos, a group of Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples immediately leaped up and shouted, "Master! Protect the Emperor! Master! Master!"

However, the Alliance Leader, Long Bahe, was coughing up blood on the ground. In a flash, he seemed to have no time to get up and fight back. He used his hands to prop himself up halfway, then looked down and saw that he had been wounded by a sword. The wound on his chest was almost deep enough to see the bone. The outer layer of the wound seemed to be a white powder that was gradually dissolving into the inside!

At this moment, Long Bahe was startled, his heart trembled, his eyebrows twitched, and his eyes turned bloodshot. In an instant, he realized that he had been poisoned by the sword used by the attacker. He held his inner energy and struggled to stand up, then anxiously squatted on the ground, uttering a rumbling, thunderous sound, and trembling, "It's...it's...Bone-Dissolving Fire Poison!"

Suddenly, there was a "sizzle" sound on his chest, as if fresh flesh had burst open, causing blood to gush out like a fountain from his wound, instantly staining a large area of his shirt red. Among the blood were some strange white powders that instantly dissolved and devoured his sternum. It must have been extremely poisonous. In less than half a day, what was once a complete body was now completely devoured, utterly and completely. Even his sternum rapidly dissolved into an empty shell, and the speed of the devouring was terrifying!

Meanwhile, as the gazes of the many people in the hall focused on a familiar figure, they recognized her as Xiao Xuan, a female disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, one of the five major martial arts sects. However, her face showed an expression of utter torment, as if countless sorrows were branded into her heart. Finally, her knees buckled, the sword in her hand slowly falling to the ground. Seeing the bloodied skull lying on the ground, she finally couldn't hold back her tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry… I… I didn't know why the sword was poisoned… I was only entrusted with this… I was threatened, so I… I had to resort to this desperate measure… I… I have truly let down the entire Xuanmen Sect, and I have let down the entire martial arts world… I…"

Her words, though indistinct, were heartfelt and clear, echoing in the chaotic hall, each word exceptionally poignant, causing those who heard it to grieve and those who saw it to weep.

"You audacious villain! How dare you lay a hand on my master!"

Suddenly, a voice boomed from outside the hall, like thunder. Immediately, a figure darted in like a hawk, and the imposing figure somersaulted several times before landing silently in front of the hall!

"This disciple will take your head to pay for my master's life!"

Before he finished speaking, the man landed in front of the skeleton and Xiao Xuan on the ground. He seemed unwilling to leave any survivors, and without another word, he became tense, his sharp sword poised to strike like a drawn bow.

In this situation, Xiao Xuan, her cheeks streaked with tears, hurriedly looked up and saw that standing before her was none other than the mastermind behind the assassination of the martial arts alliance leader at the martial arts tournament, Long Dingyi, the eldest disciple of the Tianlong Sect. The swift, arrow-like sword light in his hand stunned her, her expression changing instantly. For a moment, before she could utter a single word, she heard a series of sharp, swift sword strikes, like the cry of a crane. Then, she completely lost consciousness, her vision plunging into darkness.

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Just then, Master seemed to see the man's every move before the hall. Suddenly, he heard him shout, "Leave him alive!"

At this point, the clamor among the assembled heroes ceased instantly. They were all bewildered, unsure whether to express surprise or shock. The Tianlong Sect disciples were all terrified, their souls seemingly scattered, utterly at a loss. Their gazes seemed frozen in that moment.

In a fleeting moment of apparent silence, Elder Feng Ao suddenly stepped forward, his shout revealing a terrifying aura. He somersaulted and leaped into the air, his imposing presence awe-inspiring.

"Young brother, why did you not spare her?"

Suddenly, his master trembled with anxiety, angrily rebuking him, "Although I am blind, I can still clearly tell that young woman is unarmed. Moreover, Tianlong Mountain is heavily guarded, with many martial arts masters protecting it. How could a woman with no strength to even kill a chicken possibly come alone to assassinate him? I simply do not believe that she could come alone to assassinate Master Long."

In that moment, although I usually appear timid, I am not usually so fearful in this situation. Yet, in this predicament, I witnessed a woman I knew become... Having witnessed the death of a woman by the sword, I knew there must be some injustice involved. Unable to contain myself any longer, I immediately retorted, shouting with all my might, "Master...Master! That woman is Xiao Xuan, the junior sister of Miss Feng, whom I know. I've met her once before. She...she's delicate and frail by nature, she wouldn't even kill an ant. So I simply cannot believe that Miss Xiao Xuan would commit such a heinous act!"

Before I finished speaking, I swiftly turned my gaze and stared intently at Xiao Xuan lying on the ground. I immediately saw a deep sword wound across her delicate neck, blood everywhere, a scene as poignant as dew staining the snow outside the palace. Then, as if she had died with her eyes still open, they opened wide, bloodshot, veins bulging, blood trickling from the corner of her lips like a stream.

In the blink of an eye, knowing she was dead, I felt a sudden chill in the world, a tragic beauty as poignant as frost in June. In that instant, I seemed to hear the mournful cries of the whole world!

I fell silent, my voice trembling as I murmured, instantly sinking to the bottom! My fists clenched so tightly I was almost overwhelmed with emotion, tears welling in my eyes. A sharp pain shot through my heart, a pain as if I were tearing away layers of skin, piercing to the core—a pain worse than death!

This reaction stemmed from the fact that I had truly shared hardships with her and her senior sister during our escape, facing life and death together, weathering storms and sharing countless moments of deep affection. Without any sorrow, I recalled scenes of our time together, especially the moment she bathed and combed my hair while I was injured. Her beautiful face captivated me completely!

In my memory, she always seemed bouncy and lively, a gentle and delicate beauty. But now, she lay lifeless before me, the once obedient little Xuan girl lying on the ground, seemingly without a breath. I seemed to reminisce for a long time, as if I had fallen into fragments of a lingering memory...

Like the drizzling rain in the night, like the flickering candlelight in the dark, at this moment on the dark street, the figure of a woman suddenly appeared and fluttered before my eyes. I immediately reached out to grab her, but grasped at nothing. In an instant, she faded like dust, disappearing from my sight in a flash. This scene was as dreamlike and unpredictable as a dream.

Suddenly, my vision blurred, and I seemed to hear a voice similar to Xiao Xuan's faintly coming from behind me. I turned around abruptly, my eyes frantically scanning my surroundings. After a moment, I saw Xiao Xuan vividly reappear before my eyes!

Xiao Xuan, so close to me, seemed to be reaching out her hand, smiling at me with narrowed eyes. Her smile, revealing her teeth, was both shy and resentful. In that instant, she strolled up to me and said hesitantly, "Young Master Liu, please don't be sad. Death is inevitable for everyone; some deaths are heavier than Mount Tai, others lighter than a feather. Xiao Xuan's death has finally brought her spiritual release, so you need not worry about me. Actually, I know very well that you are a true gentleman, and I can see that you have some affection for my senior sister. Therefore, I humbly request that you take good care of her in my place. If you can grant my small request, I will be eternally grateful." "Great virtue, I, Xiao Xuan, have no way to repay you in this life, and I will never forget you. I only wish that in the next life, and in all future lives, I can be reborn to follow you. From now on, I am willing to be your servant for life, even if I have to be your slave in every reincarnation, I am willing to do it, as long as I can get your promise."

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. "Senior, just now, in my eagerness to protect you, in order to avenge my master's death, I stabbed this assassin with my sword in a moment of panic, killing my enemy. In fact, everything I did was to give an explanation to all the disciples of the Tianlong Sect."

Suddenly, a man of unknown name appeared in front of the hall, stroking the blood-stained sword, while his face showed a completely unharmed appearance.

Before he could finish speaking, the cunning Long Dingyi suddenly feigned a deep master-disciple bond, his voice choked with emotion before everyone, his words seemingly reasonable yet ultimately unsatisfying. He continued, "You must know that my master was like my own father. As the eldest disciple of the Tianlong Sect, I cannot bear to see him harmed by villains, leading to his death, his body mutilated and his eyes never able to rest in peace!"

Everyone inside and outside the hall wept. Even the venerable Feng Ao, a senior figure in the martial arts world, felt a profound sorrow upon hearing this, as if he had something to say but could not express it, unable to move on. Though his face had turned red and pale just moments before, he was now frozen in place, utterly speechless.

Besides, he knew perfectly well that the young man standing before him was not only exceptionally intelligent, but also possessed martial arts skills far surpassing his own. Therefore, as an outsider, he had no power to pursue the matter of assassinating the Tianlong Sect leader further.

At this moment, although he knew that this man was making excuses for his actions and flawed decisions, and that his explanations were somewhat distorted and contradictory, the matter concerned the reputation of the Tianlong Sect. Moreover, the man seemed to be in tears. Since it was none of his business, and he knew that further questioning would be futile, and considering the familial bond between master and disciple, he decided not to pursue the matter any further.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be the legendary Feng Ao, the most insightful figure in the martial world."

Long Dingyi remained calm and composed, a smile still on his face. He secretly thought his treacherous scheme was nearing its success. He clapped his hands and said with a wry smile, "I have offended you in any way, senior. I hope you will forgive me for my hasty actions out of concern for my master."

After a moment, his master showed a helpless expression. Looking at the disintegrated corpse and the young woman's jade-like body on the ground, he remained silent for a long time before finally sighing and replying, "So you are from the Tianlong Sect..." "My eldest disciple, Long Dingyi. Alas… Now that things have come to this, further reprimanding him would be futile and unreasonable. I will not pursue the matter further for now, and I believe Brother Long acted rashly in the heat of the moment. Moreover, seeing your deep love for your master is truly a blessing for Sect Leader Long. I believe he would find solace in this even in the afterlife."

Then, his master sighed softly and, under everyone's gaze, asked first, "By the way, Brother Long, what should we do with the body of the one who killed Sect Leader Long?"

Long Dingyi abruptly turned his gaze, staring at the lifeless corpse on the ground. A wicked thought crossed his mind, and a jolt ran through him. At this moment, as he stared at the motionless body, he couldn't help but think to himself that from now on, he would have no more reservations.

Just as he had predicted, Zhongzheng's carefully laid plan, a scheme to kill two birds with one stone, allowed the cunning Zhongzheng to not only use this opportune moment to secretly send assassins to eliminate a sect master who had always seemed steadfast, but also to ensure that with the alliance leader dead, the various sects would be leaderless. His goal was to seize the position of the new alliance leader!

Imagine if the various factions were scattered and even harboring their own secrets, like the proverbial snipe and clam fighting while the fisherman benefits; he could watch from the sidelines as the sect leaders fought tooth and nail, waiting for a good opportunity to step in and persuade and eliminate the remaining martial arts heroes. After that, secretly seizing the position of the new alliance leader would not be difficult.

However, the most regrettable thing was that the once delicate and beautiful Xiao Xuan was innocently implicated and now tragically died by the sword, her death utterly meaningless.

In addition, this ingenious plan could also solve the problem of Xiao Xuan's pregnancy. Yes! It turned out that this dignified female disciple of the Xuanmen Sect had been repeatedly violated by this despicable, shameless, and treacherous hypocrite, leaving her battered and bruised. Moreover, she had become pregnant through their affair, her emotional wounds far deeper than her physical ones!

After pondering for a long time, Long Dingyi's lips curled into a strange smile, a half-smile, his eyes radiating disdain. He seemed stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and coldly said, "An assassination attempt occurred at this year's martial arts tournament, and my master died a mysterious death from a poisoned sword. As his eldest disciple, I must investigate thoroughly and give him an explanation!"

"As for the corpse of this traitor from the Xuanmen Sect, whether to bury it or cremate it is up to the Xuanmen Sect's leader, Abbess Dingyi, to decide," Long

Dingyi continued, clapping his hands. He then looked around the main hall for a while, his gaze involuntarily sweeping over the disciples of various sects who were still stunned in the hall, as well as the three high-ranking sect leaders, Abbess Meng Qing, Sect Leader Xiao Houhan, and Sect Leader Yu. Seeing that their faces had all changed color, he then added, "It seems that the disciples of the Xuanmen Sect and Abbess Dingyi have not yet been able to attend this martial arts conference. I believe they are still on their way here."

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At this moment, I truly didn't expect this. I was first stunned, then steeled myself and, almost unable to speak, suddenly shouted, "Master, this person killed Miss Xuan without even asking her clearly. She is also a disciple of a prestigious sect. Moreover, he killed someone and was able to speak so confidently. No matter what, I will not accept this!" "

Disciple, you must not be rude in the main hall."

Suddenly, I heard my master pause and immediately cut off my incoherent words.

I could no longer contain myself. My mind was filled with doubt, and I turned my gaze with hatred towards the man surnamed Long in the hall. I frowned and said bitterly, "Master!"

Long Yiding smiled, as if he were secretly imagining the happy days to come. Now, he was so close. As a person from the future who had returned to ancient times, he had no way forward and no way back. The great changes that had taken place during this period had changed his views. He could not return home, so why not seize this opportunity to build a great empire here? One day, he would become an emperor, and the distance between him and the beautiful women seemed to be only a thin line!

He secretly rejoiced, silently contemplating that if he could smoothly and firmly establish himself as the leader of the alliance, he could not only use these fools to subdue that Qin Shi Huang dog, seize the throne, establish a new dynasty, and change dynasties and rewrite history in the blink of an eye, but also gather all the most beautiful and charming women in the world to live among them. His wicked heart desired to possess all the beauties of the world, to enjoy their company day and night, and to be intoxicated by their charms. If he could truly die drunk and suddenly fall into the Yellow Springs as a romantic ghost, he would have no regrets.

Suddenly, a flash of light stung his eyes, and Long Dingyi immediately came to his senses. I felt as if his gaze had unexpectedly fixed on me. He actually smiled coldly, his eyes seeming to be staring at me intently. Then, with a distinctly sinister smile, he looked at the many people in the hall, glancing around and noticing the sighs on their faces.

Suddenly, as if harboring a scheme, he added slowly, "It's a pity that the five major sects have not yet chosen a new leader for the martial arts alliance. My master was tragically murdered, causing the position of new leader to die in his womb. Since this murder occurred in the martial arts assembly hall, and this matter also took place within the territory of Tianlong Mountain, the reason for the lack of vigilance can only be lamented as a misfortune for the Tianlong Sect! However, the Tianlong Sect is the number one sect in the world, with thousands to tens of thousands of disciples spread throughout the Central Plains. Such a vast power cannot be without a leader for even a day, otherwise the world will surely be in chaos. Now, I dare to propose something: to choose a new..." "Let's set aside the matter of the alliance leader for now. The best course of action is for the four sect leaders to gather and discuss everything after Master Dingyi of the Xuanmen Sect arrives. On the other hand, since I am the eldest disciple of the Tianlong Sect, with the highest seniority, I should temporarily assume the position of sect leader and then lead the five major sects to fight against those Qin dogs."

Long Dingyi's words caused a stir among the sect leaders and disciples in the hall. The hall erupted in commotion, and the four sect leaders, who seemed to be secretly plotting and furious, were all stunned!

For a long while, Master Meng Qing, Xiao Houhan, Feng Ao, and the others remained dumbfounded, their expressions filled with astonishment. Suddenly, Yu Tianqi of the Seven Fiends Sect stepped forward from the crowd. With a loud "bang," the club in his hand, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, struck the ground. The scene was so powerful and overwhelming that it was almost unbearable to watch out for the powerful figures.

"You...you? Although Brother Long is the eldest disciple of Sect Leader Long, and should inherit his position as sect leader, it seems a bit far-fetched for him to inherit the position of the new leader!"

A soft rebuke suddenly rang out, and Sect Leader Yu Tianqi seemed to have spoken the unspoken thoughts of everyone.

"Sect Leader Yu is absolutely right! If the various sects were to rashly relinquish the position of new Alliance Leader without first engaging in combat and comparison, such a frivolous and absurd reason would surely not be accepted by Sect Leader Yu, Sect Leader Xiao, Abbess Dingyi, and the many martial arts heroes present."

Abbess Meng Qing immediately intervened, her delicate eyebrows furrowing, her eyes wide with anger, almost speechless. Her alluring face and fiery voice proclaimed, "Therefore, the martial arts tournament this time must proceed as planned to select a new Alliance Leader, and the new Alliance Leader must be born during this tournament! I wonder if everyone..." "Does the sect leader stand on the same side as this humble nun and agree with the opinion this humble nun just pointed out?"

Suddenly, shouts erupted from all around the hall. Everyone started talking at once, and then the martial arts heroes from various sects clapped and nodded in agreement, as if they were all celebrating in unison. Only Yang Jingxiang, the eldest disciple of the Yin Gui Sect, looked pale, her face turning ashen, and sweat beading on her forehead. She fell silent, her gaze fixed on Long Yiding before her for a long time, her expression revealing a hint of something. She suddenly froze, as if she was thinking that her treacherous scheme with him might be about to fail.

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. Suddenly, a cold, foolish laugh came from among the crowd. The voice was as powerful as if it traveled a thousand miles, each word ringing out, instantly causing all the heroes present to turn their heads and freeze in their tracks.

"Hahahaha! So the legendary five major martial arts sects, seemingly united against external forces, are actually plotting their own schemes and harboring their own ulterior motives. The members of these sects are truly just monkeys in crowns! If outsiders knew this, wouldn't it become the biggest joke in the martial arts world?"

"Who dares to spout such nonsense here!"

Long Dingyi shouted angrily, his eyes flashing fiercely without even turning his head, his voice rushing out. Even though the crowd before him was a sea of heroes, seemingly less than three thousand but at least two thousand, their heads densely packed, he couldn't find the one who had just uttered such arrogant words.

"As for Brother Long's actions just now, they seemed a bit too ruthless! Such cruelty is so extreme that only a dead man, unable to speak again, could atone for your crime of killing our master. Moreover, this method could temporarily clear your name. Am I right?"

With this thought, the voice suddenly rang out from among the assembled heroes, causing Long Dingyi to break out in a cold sweat and be momentarily stunned.

The hall fell silent. All the heroes present were dumbfounded, and even the scheming Long Dingyi was startled by those words, unable to utter a word.

Suddenly, Long Dingyi snapped back to reality, his eyes blazing with rage, his face contorted with rage, his eyes twitching wildly. He roared in the hall, his voice almost distorted.

"Who is it? Who dares to spout such nonsense here! You... if you have the guts, step forward now, stop hiding in the crowd like a coward!"

Just then, a burly figure slowly squeezed through the crowd. The crowd reacted with varying expressions. Seeing this imposing man standing at the head of the group, his face with a thick beard and leopard-like eyes, his broad shoulders and powerful build instantly sent chills down everyone's spine. This towering man, easily two meters tall, was one of the legendary descendants of Mozi, who had been ordered to be executed one by one by the Qin Emperor. His expression was both calm and sinister, yet subtly revealed a fierce and fearless aura. Judging from his kingly demeanor alone, this man was undoubtedly the leader of Mozi's descendants.

In less than a moment, the burly man's heel touched the ground, and with a "thud," he moved as if swept by the wind, his speed like lightning, instantly arriving on the main hall!

Suddenly, Long Dingyi was completely stunned. Seeing such incredible speed, he knew that the person in front of him was no ordinary guy. He must be a hidden master. Judging from the speed and lightness of his movement just now, his internal strength was simply divine. At the same time, he was also convinced that this person's profound skill should be above his level. If he forced himself to fight, he would probably only suffer the consequences.

Long Dingyi felt a pang of guilt, then hurriedly rebuked, trembling, "You...who exactly are you? How dare you...how dare you speak so arrogantly in front of so many sect leaders at Tianlong Mountain! Do you know that what you just said has violated a capital offense against the sect?"

The burly man immediately staggered, laughing loudly, "Heh...who hasn't died since ancient times? My death is nothing to regret. If it can expose a major shocking event in the martial world with my worthless life, I will certainly uphold justice. So what if I really have to die?" Upon hearing this

, Long Dingyi was caught in a dilemma. In his desperation, he gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, "You still dare to slander me? Do you know the capital offense of repeatedly insulting the Tianlong Sect? Do you...do you believe I will order my men to take your head right now!"

"Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! What a slanderous accusation! If Brother Long has always acted uprightly and honestly, and truly has a clear conscience, then why did you appear so panicked just now, and even show such ruthlessness in attacking that young woman?"

The burly man in black cloth clapped his hands and laughed coldly. "Haha! Perhaps Brother Long wanted to prevent her from revealing the mastermind behind the murder, lest he alert the enemy and give her no chance to expose the mastermind's name, so he ruthlessly killed her before she could react. Therefore, it's not surprising that Brother Long struck first to eliminate any future trouble!"

Just as Long Yi was at a loss, he heard his master respectfully greet him and ask, "May I ask if this senior is Mozi?" "The descendants of Mozi?"

Chapter 39: The Fourteenth Chapter of Mozi's Sword Cauldron.

The big man immediately turned around, then said humbly, his eyes seemingly able to see through his master's true identity, and said, "Taoist Feng is indeed a senior, still so insightful about the affairs of the martial world. My disciples and I are the remnants of Mozi's lineage. It's just that we disciples are very lucky to have escaped the brutal torture and slaughter of those Qin soldiers. However, our leader... alas... well, that matter is now a thing of the past and not worth mentioning."

The master slowly said, "Back then, the disciples of Mozi were all considered righteous figures in the martial world. As the saying goes, 'He who takes money will do his bidding.' However, at that time, we were manipulated and used, which led to our gradual separation from the martial world."

The burly man laughed heartily and said, "Let's not dwell on the past... Let's not dwell on the past. Our status is no longer what it used to be. We are now scapegoats, facing the constant threat of those Qin soldiers for years. We've been forced to live a life of wandering, burdened by both old and new grudges. As descendants of Mozi, we can never find a good place to settle down."

The burly man continued clapping his hands and said loudly, "Speaking of which, our leader and Taoist Feng are both respected elders in the martial arts world. Moreover, the elder's ability to calculate with five fingers is incredibly accurate, and his reputation in the martial arts world is truly admirable. It's just a pity that he revealed a secret back then..." That's why this karmic debt has been incurred. As the saying goes, all good things must come to pass, and the karmic debts of the past have vanished with the wind. I believe that you, sir, do not wish for the martial arts world to remember the things

you did in the past. Am I right?" His master's unfathomable eyes seemed to glance at him, his voice paused, and then he sighed deeply for a while. After a long while, he continued to sigh, "Alas... to be honest, your leader has long since died and his body is lying in the fields. This matter is more or less due to my greed back then, revealing the whereabouts of the demonic sword used by your leader, which caused unrest in the martial arts world and made his death and whereabouts unknown."

"That's wrong, that's wrong! Senior Feng is a man of the martial world; he was only driven by greed at the time. What crime has he committed? It's all the fault of that heartless Qin Emperor!"

The burly man suddenly became emotional, his fists clenched, his voice filled with hatred as he continued, "It's all because of that ungrateful and tyrannical emperor! Ever since that dog of an emperor ascended the throne, I never imagined he would turn his back on us, actually issuing an edict to falsely accuse our Mozi of being a traitor and a rebel within the court, and even sentencing him to death. Everyone connected to Mozi was executed to prevent the wildfire from spreading again."

Before he finished speaking, the burly man continued excitedly, "Afterwards, that dog of an emperor also despicably sent spies to slaughter our many disciples one by one, and even wiped out our gang overnight. Those disciples either died unjustly, or fled for their lives." "And it seems there's very little left. This incident also indirectly led to the disappearance of our leader. Judging from the current signs, it seems he too has been murdered and is no longer alive."

The master, his face serious, forced a smile and spoke with deep apology, "Hehe, since you say we seem to be kindred spirits, and that I am a senior figure in the martial world, I wonder if you could do me a small favor? I hope you won't cause any more trouble here. If you would be so kind as to continue staying at this martial arts conference and witness the heroes vying for the new leader's position, the disciples of the Tianlong Sect, the head of the five major martial arts sects, should arrange everything for you during this time. I'm sure we will not neglect you or the other descendants of Mozi."

"Actually, we are all on the same side against that dog emperor. Since Senior Feng speaks so eloquently, then I shall respectfully comply and stay for the time being at this martial arts tournament. However, I have two conditions: first, this martial arts tournament must proceed as scheduled; second, I must also run for the position of leader of the alliance and compete with many martial arts heroes at the tournament."

"Outrageous! Who gave you, an outsider, the right to make decisions here!"

Upon hearing this, Long Dingyi, who had been observing from the sidelines, paled, as if unable to contain his anger and resentment. Fearing his plans would fail, he glared at the burly man before him and hissed, "As the successor to Sect Leader Long, my word is my bond! I already stated in the main hall that this matter requires careful consideration, therefore the martial arts tournament is temporarily suspended, and the selection of a new leader will also be postponed!"

Chapter 39: The Sword Cauldron Appears

in Ink, Chapter Fifteen. The master's aged face seemed to see through all things, then he turned and sighed softly, "Brother Long, forgive my unwarranted words, but what I said just now was merely your wishful thinking. I could tell from the expressions of those present..." The various martial arts heroes had differing opinions, and moreover, the lack of a leader in the martial arts world was not a good thing, especially since it was unprecedented. Currently, the martial arts world and the imperial court are facing internal and external difficulties. Therefore, I urge Brother Long to urgently elect a new leader; it should be done immediately.”

This burly man, having roamed the martial arts world for a long time, showed even greater respect upon hearing this. He then smiled and said, “It is rare to find Senior Feng so insightful and righteous. My admiration for Senior Feng is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly. What is even more remarkable is that Senior Feng can act like a gentleman who does not take advantage of others in distress. Although you have retired from the martial arts world and have not been involved in its affairs for decades, it seems that your way of handling matters remains upright, objective, and calm. I truly admire this! Unlike some people here who have no cultivation whatsoever…” This despicable behavior is a disgrace to the martial arts world. As for the election of the new leader, I, Kong, would be disrespectful to refuse and would feel unworthy to accept it.”

Suddenly, Long Dingyi was dumbfounded, his heart skipped a beat, but after a moment, he suddenly gave a bitter laugh, a loud laugh that stunned all the heroes in the hall, and then said humbly, “Hahahaha! Since that’s the case, wouldn’t it be disrespectful for a disciple of the Tianlong Sect not to follow the wishes of the seniors? Besides, I have no merit to claim rewards, nor am I someone who is eager for quick success. Since that’s the case, I will act according to the wishes of the sect leaders, and at the same time, I will inherit my master’s position as sect leader and represent the Tianlong Sect in this year’s martial arts tournament!” As

Long Dingyi spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he said respectfully, “The time is not yet…” "Good morning, heroes of the martial arts world, you have come from afar and must be somewhat weary. Why don't you all rest in the inner rooms for the night? Fine wine and delicacies will be served soon. Then, at dawn tomorrow, we will gather again in the main hall for the martial arts alliance leader selection ceremony. Each sect will select its most skilled martial artist to compete and determine the winner. The final victor will become the new martial arts alliance leader and will lead the five major sects to fight against the Qin army."

After Long Ding finished speaking, the many martial arts disciples and sect leaders began to argue endlessly, seemingly eager for the alliance leader competition the next morning. They all appeared excited, as if they were about to launch a full-scale war. Only Long Ding remained unmoved. With his mind full of wicked thoughts, how could Long Ding so easily hand over the position of alliance leader to someone else?

Earlier, he had encountered Feng Tingyu and her companions at the foot of the mountain. Disguised as a coachman, he accompanied them to the mountainside of Tianlong Mountain. However, the path at the very end of the mountain was winding and uneven. To continue their ascent, Feng Tingyu and her group would have to trudge through the mountains, traverse the jungle, and cross mountain passes to reach the summit. But Long Yiding,

with his unparalleled martial arts skills, immediately used his superior lightness skill to reach the peak before them. Things had turned out this way, which was beyond his expectations. However, given his current situation, and the fact that he was outnumbered, he didn't want his power grab to be disrupted. Therefore, he had no choice but to retreat and allow the martial arts tournament to proceed as planned. Nevertheless, with his consistently high level of martial arts talent, he expected tomorrow's competition for the new leader would be a bloody, bloody, and fierce battle for supremacy.

Master seemed to listen intently for a long while, then smiled and slowly said, "Brother Long is so generous, I believe all the sect leaders will also put aside past grievances and gather here promptly at Chenshi (7-9 AM) tomorrow. I wonder what the sect leaders think?"

Suddenly, Abbess Meng Qing glanced at Master, her eyes fixed on the sect leaders who had given their approval and the disciples who were rubbing their hands in anticipation in the hall. Instantly, she laughed like a silver bell, "Hehe... Since Senior Feng's words are so fair and convincing, then this humble nun and the other sect leaders have no choice but to follow Senior's wishes."

At this moment, the situation was considered settled, so many heroes and disciples in the hall left the scene one by one. I, who had been silent all along, only saw the countless people inside and outside the hall slowly making their way towards the inner rooms arranged in the Tianlong Mountain Hall, like ants, each with a smile on their face, as if preparing to regain their good mood and await the upcoming battle for the alliance leader tomorrow.

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Intent, Part 1

The summit of Tianlong Mountain covers an area of approximately hundreds of thousands of acres. Mountain springs and streams flow through the crevices of rocks. Apart from the magnificent main hall, half of the land is covered by dense forests, making it a vast and boundless expanse. Tianlong Mountain stretches along its own paths, already displaying a majestic appearance, yet it still seems to stretch out its arms to embrace this sparsely populated peak. The mountain plateau is also dotted with countless palm-lined caves. The natural terrain with mountains and water is like a fairyland, thus creating the magnificent scenery of Tianlong Mountain.

After wandering around this area of tens of thousands of square kilometers with almost no houses for a long time, my master and I arrived at the inner room arranged by one of the Tianlong Sect disciples. It was almost dusk. The journey of the night and the events that had just occurred in the main hall had left me quite exhausted. My mind was extremely tired and restless, and I felt completely dazed. I remained silent in the room.

"My disciple, the reason I stopped you from arguing with the Tianlong Sect was actually for your safety. I hope you won't take that matter to heart anymore."

Suddenly, my master's kind voice reached my ears.

I sat dejectedly in the side room when I suddenly heard my master's voice. I abruptly stopped in my tracks, then looked up at him for a long time, sighing deeply. My face grew even heavier as I replied with a sigh, "I know Master's good intentions, please forgive me. But I am filled with shame and still cannot understand why that young Miss Xuan became a murderer. She died unjustly. There must have been someone threatening her behind the scenes. Could it be that guy surnamed Long?"

My master looked up and sighed, continuing, "Whether she was instigated by someone or truly harbored a sinister plot, things have come to this point. Everything must be based on solid evidence. Now, since the evidence against Brother Long is insufficient, as the saying goes, 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold,' if it really was that guy surnamed Long who did this, I believe that one day Heaven will have eyes and he will surely be punished by heavenly lightning." "Chop! Besides, didn't I tell you before that person was cunning and treacherous? It's really not worth provokeing him openly. Forget it, the dead can't be brought back to life, so there's no need for you to blame yourself anymore."

My mood was low, and I frowned, sighing, "I understand. We were acquaintances after all. If I run into her senior sister here later, I really don't know how to explain everything to her..."

Before I could finish speaking, a loud, sharp rebuke came from outside the room. The voice was harsh and chilling, yet it quickly echoed throughout the room, the sound reverberating into my ears. In an instant, my heart skipped a beat, as if a boulder had been dropped. Cold sweat poured down my back, and finally, I sprang to my feet as if pricked by needles!

"You surnamed Liu, get out here right now!"

"Is it... Miss Feng?"

In my astonishment, I almost couldn't help but look towards the door of the side room. I was shocked to see that Feng Tingyu, whom I hadn't seen for many days, had walked to the door. And the other figure slowly following behind her was Miss Hong Yueyi, who had been ordered to marry me by Master Hong.

Suddenly, I saw Miss Feng's expression change drastically. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she cried out in a choked voice, "Why did my junior sister die? Tell me the truth!"

Observing her expression, I, who was already stunned, felt that Miss Feng was becoming more and more unreasonable and inexplicable. She always seemed to think that everything was related to me. Thinking of this, I felt more and more agitated and anxious. I also thought to myself that I am also a person, and I also have the bottom line that ordinary people have. Now, facing her unreasonable accusation, I could no longer bear her constant questioning and trust in me. So, with a stuttering voice, I quickly asked her to clarify the ins and outs of the whole matter.

"Miss Feng... Miss Feng, it's truly an injustice! This... this time it really has nothing to do with me. The truth is, your junior sister killed the leader of the Tianlong Sect in the main hall, and died under the chaotic swords of the Tianlong Sect's eldest disciple, that guy surnamed Long! Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Anyway, you've never trusted me, so there's no point in continuing. But I can frankly say that the whole thing has nothing to do with me." As soon as

she finished speaking, Feng Tingyu's brows furrowed even more, her phoenix eyes seemingly filled with uncontrollable rage. Even though she was furious, her eyebrows were still delicately drawn, her beauty ethereal. Even in moments of anger, she naturally exuded a fairy-like charm, which, combined with her devilishly tall and slender figure, was truly captivating. Her allure was so captivating that it could make anyone's heart race and their heart flutter. This ancient woman was indeed a rare and precious sexy beauty.

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Intent, Part Two.

Just then, I couldn't help but glance at her body. I saw her gray dress, reminiscent of a female knight-errant, fluttering slightly in the breeze. Two small points of light appeared on her chest, seemingly swaying back and forth with her excited movements!

Suddenly, I felt as if I could see through her body. What I saw before me was the perfect curve of her breasts, those full breasts as majestic as Mount Emei, white and smooth, swaying freely. I was instantly dizzy, and my abundant sperm throbbed rapidly in my testicles like a burning fire. I couldn't control my longing for her over the past few days, and my desire for her was simply uncontrollable.

For a long while, facing such a wildly alluring beauty, I remained standing motionless to the side, my eyes wide and my breath quickening, not wanting to miss a single glimpse of her beautiful body.

Meanwhile, a stunned Feng Tingyu silently pondered in her mind, images springing up like bamboo shoots after rain. She always thought of her ideal man day and night, as if seeing him constantly in her mind brought her joy and warmth. The truth was, she was truly sincere towards him, and she firmly believed that one day, when their love blossomed, the man who held her heart would also yearn for her, abandoning the affairs of the martial world to live a life of blissful union with her, forever united, growing old together, free from the troubles of the martial world, retiring to the borderlands to live a carefree and joyful life.

After a moment of contemplation, she almost doubted her ears when she heard someone insult her beloved's character. Stunned and speechless, she remained fixed on the man she hated so intensely. A strange, inexplicable feeling arose in her tear-filled eyes; she herself was unaware that the more she hated him, the more that hatred would rebound into love.

But then, remembering her beloved being wrongly accused, she erupted like a volcano, passionately refuting him.

"You're talking nonsense! Brother Dingyi is a gentleman, unlike you, a lecherous monster! Besides, Brother Dingyi has no grudge against Junior Sister; he would never harm her!"

After her outburst, she suddenly seemed to collapse, likely exhausted from her journey and suffering from acclimatization issues.

At this moment, out of love for her sister, Hong Yueyi immediately rushed forward to support Feng Tingyu, and said to her with concern, "Sister, you look very unwell. Please don't get angry, and take care of yourself!"

At this moment, Feng Tingyu's delicate shout just now stunned me. I turned my eyes and saw Feng Tingyu in Hong Yueyi's arms. Seeing her pale face, I felt a pang of heartache. In the blink of an eye, I turned my gaze slightly to Hong Yueyi beside her. After a while, I saw her slightly plump and proud figure. Her youthful and tender face was indeed exceptionally beautiful and charming, sexy and alluring. Moreover, her smooth skin was white with a rosy glow, and her delicate voice was even more captivating. Such a youthful beauty was just like Feng Tingyu, a peerless beauty.

"Yu Mei..."

Just as everyone inside and outside the room remained silent, a deep male voice suddenly came from outside the room, full of regret. Everyone inside the room was startled and looked towards the door of the room.

Feng Tingyu suddenly looked up and felt a pair of masculine eyes staring at her. The man before her was a dashing, imposing, and truly heroic figure. Every time he gazed at her so affectionately, she felt her heart pound uncontrollably, her breath catch in her throat, and a surge of girlish emotions welled up within her. Her heart pounded like a deer's, and her whole body felt a tingling sensation. Perhaps this proved how deeply she loved her beloved, as if she couldn't live without him.

Thoughts drifted back and forth, and their eyes met for the first time, like a pair of devoted lovers reunited after a long separation. Their feelings were uncontrollable, and they understood each other perfectly with a single glance, expression, or gesture. Their hearts melted with deep affection.

"Brother Dingyi!"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly suppressed her anger. Finally seeing her beloved here, her heart began to pound, tears streaming down her face as a flood of emotions welled up inside her.

"Sister Yu, it has been quite some time since we parted ways at Xuanmen Mountain. Even though we are separated, not a day has passed without my longing and yearning. I have cried every day, and even in my dreams, I think of you, hoping to see you again. Now, I can only lament the cruel twist of fate. How can I see you again? It is all in the past."

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Affection, Part 3.

Long Dingyi suddenly spoke, his deep voice filled with endless apology, saying, "Please don't misunderstand this young master. What he said just now was absolutely right. Xiao Xuan did indeed die by my sword."

Feng Tingyu stared blankly, speechless, her jade lips trembling. After a moment, the fire deep within her surged even more intensely. The suspenseful flames shocked her. After a long while, she finally asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Brother Dingyi... you're not joking with me. You really..."

"It is indeed absolutely true."

Suddenly, Long Dingyi gently walked up to her, his gaze still tenderly fixed on her tearful eyes. He calmly explained, "Although it's unpleasant to hear, after verification, Xiao Xuan did indeed have rebellious intentions, and it's a fact that she publicly killed the leader of the martial arts alliance. Therefore, I had no choice but to take action to deal with her and avenge the many disciples of the Tianlong Sect and our master. Regarding this matter, I... I can only regretfully say to you that I am truly sorry."

Meanwhile, I remained motionless in the room. Faced with this sensitive situation, I was able to remain silent, acting as an observer, only watching with a depressed expression as I waited to see how far the ambiguous relationship between these two had progressed.

After a short while, having witnessed this person's words and actions firsthand, I had a strange sense of déjà vu. Listening to this senior disciple of the Tianlong Sect speak, I found his voice melodious and captivating, yet his words, though half-said, became forceful and impassioned. For a moment, he seemed to be on the verge of tears, his exaggerated acting more convincing than any seasoned actor.

As these words fell, Feng Tingyu, her face filled with astonishment, remained standing there quietly. A gentle breeze seemed to caress her forehead, instantly lifting strands of hair from her bun, her clothes fluttering like willow branches, making her appear like a noble and elegant fairy.

However, a sense of loss was revealed in her hazy eyes. A fleeting moment of melancholy, tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. Unresolved sorrow and grief, the word "love" had utterly shattered her heart. Bathed in the moonlight, she exuded a unique sense of loss and dejection.

Feng Tingyu immediately composed herself, her eyes filled with sorrowful tears, her phoenix eyes brimming with moisture. In an instant, she wiped her eyes with one hand, her slightly furrowed brows revealing a mysterious resentment. Her mind was blank; besides wanting to cry but unable to, all she could think of was the dashing image of her ideal man before her.

After a moment of stunned silence, her voice choked with emotion, she spoke from the depths of her heart: "You...you knew I had always been devoted to you, and even planned to spend my life with you, but...but why did you tell me all this? Why...why were you so selfish, so cruel as to shatter my love for you?"

Although Feng Tingyu was a woman of the martial world, this matter truly moved her. She knew she should wisely analyze and weigh the rights and wrongs of the whole affair, but helplessly, the scales in her heart were unsure which way to tip. On one side was her junior sister, and on the other was her long-cherished lover.

On one hand, the thought of her junior sister dying by the sword of the man before her caused her immense inner turmoil, shattering her tender heart and leaving her unable to escape the pain. Her own love and feelings for her beloved brother sank rapidly to the bottom of the ocean, like a boulder sinking into an unfathomable abyss.

On the other hand, she couldn't help but succumb to her deep affection for him. She absurdly imagined that she could truly forget everything. As the eldest disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, she didn't need to care about the lives of any other disciples. At worst, she could choose to abandon everything and retire from the martial world with him, sincerely forgiving his past mistakes and rebuilding their love and affection until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, a vow made forever.

However, she was torn. Both sides were equally important; choosing one would only make the other the victim. Let alone whether she could truly do that, it was like shattering a perfectly intact porcelain vase with her own hands. Even if time could be reversed, could they ever be restored?

As she painfully pondered this, she knew it was wishful thinking, pure self-deception. She believed she truly couldn't do it, and couldn't even imagine whether she could.

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Affection, Part Four -

Heartbreaking. Just as everyone was lost in silent reverie, the pale yellow moonlight in the dark sky seemed to bend sadly beneath its reflection. The surrounding bamboo grove rustled incessantly in the cold wind, some branches whispering and others swaying, a sound that seemed to shatter one's heart, a pain like the howling of the north wind, leaving everyone feeling deeply sorrowful.

Close at hand, Feng Tingyu remained vacant, her gaze fixed on him. This man, with his handsome face alone, seemed capable of attracting the attention of every woman in the world; his affectionate eyes could easily bewitch a young woman's fragile heart. Yet, the man before her was none other than the ideal husband she had dreamed of all her life.

At this moment, the pale yellow moonlight filled the sky and earth, and in the cold wind and thin mist, it seemed as if only the two of them remained. Long Dingyi stared blankly at the girl Feng before him, seemingly mesmerized.

In the blink of an eye, Long Dingyi broke the silence. Everyone was astonished and looked in the direction of the voice. As the saying goes, a man's knees are worth gold, and this upright and courageous man was kneeling down and weeping in front of everyone. Suddenly, a sobbing voice was heard: "Yu Mei, how could I not be sincere to you? In fact, we are in love and destined for each other in this life. I will marry no one but you in this life."

"But the truth is the truth. Today in the main hall, I did kill your junior sister in a moment of impulse. I am truly ashamed of you, and I have not only wronged you but also let down Abbess Dingyi and the Xuanmen Sect. At this moment, besides feeling ashamed of everything I have done, I don't know how I can face you again in this life. Looking back on our past relationship, since we will only feel sad and embarrassed, let's just end our relationship here!"

After speaking passionately, he looked heartbroken, and then almost couldn't help but chuckle. What was this man up to? What trick was he trying to play?

Even heaven grows old if it has feelings, and extreme pain can break the heart. Such heart-wrenching words were enough to make one's heart feel like it was being torn apart, torn apart, and unable to shed a tear. Heaven and earth alike grieved for him.

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's heart sank, leaving her completely disoriented. In a flash, she almost leaped away, crying out in a trembling voice, "Brother Dingyi! Please don't! I can't live without you... I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was overwhelmed with shame, as if the feelings of a young woman had been laid bare before everyone.

The surrounding mountains and rainforests of Tianlong Mountain seemed to awaken all the creatures that had been slumbering in the mountains at the sound of her startled cry. The saying goes, "There is a lover, whom I cannot forget once I see him; a day apart is as painful as a knife." It turns out that when love reaches its deepest point, it can erupt uncontrollably. What is love in this world? How many people in the world love as passionately as she did? How many love as madly as she did? When one cannot escape the greatest battlefield of life, when one is caught in contradictions and unable to struggle, the one who suffers the most is none other than herself.

Suddenly, a warm thought flashed through her mind, instantly awakening her. The man's apologetic voice, seemingly real yet ethereal, was the first time he had ever spoken the truth. She, a woman of chivalry and sentimentality, was still made of flesh and blood, and given the undeniable ambiguity between them, and

considering her years of lingering affection and tender feelings for him, she couldn't bear to let go, nor could she bear to end this deep love. Now, she found herself involuntarily hoping for divine forgiveness, the understanding and support of her junior sister, and a sincere desire to rekindle their past romance.

"Yu Mei, why are you so persistent? Now that things have come to this, I... I can only blame fate for playing tricks on us. In short, between you and me..."

Long Yiding, tears welling in his eyes, his face revealing a myriad of sorrows, then fixed his gaze on her with an expression of deep reluctance, sobbing, "Our fate ends here. Forget me!"

At this moment, Feng Tingyu seemed still unable to process what was happening. She still had her eyes lowered, staring blankly at her kneeling husband. The man before her was acting with unparalleled resolve and unconventionality, leaving her stunned and at a loss.

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Affection, Part 5.

Suddenly, seeing this, I, who had been silent all along, felt a pang of sadness. As if unable to bear seeing Miss Feng's tearful appearance, I turned around and finally spoke up, angrily rebuking the man, shouting, "Are you out of your mind? How could you say such things to her? You... do you know how much Miss Feng loves you?"

At this moment, still depressed, Feng Tingyu, without distinguishing right from wrong, seemed to want to vent her feelings of being abandoned through her angry outburst. In an instant, with tears streaming down her face, she actually threw a tantrum at me in front of everyone: "This is none of your business, shut up!"

Before she finished speaking, I suddenly saw Long Ding turn his eyes, a half-smile on his lips, and then look at me with tears in his eyes, advising, "Brother, I know it was my fault this time, and I also know that no matter how I explain, it will be of no use now. Yu-mei and I have already reached a point of no return."

"Just pretend you've never known me! You and I... we're now severed ties, our debts severed!"

With that, he seemed unwilling to look back, not even turning his head, and ran away with a dejected expression and a sobbing voice.

"Brother Dingyi! Please don't leave me..."

Feng Tingyu was suddenly startled, abruptly looking up. Her face was wet with what seemed like tears or sweat. She shouted at his retreating back, then seemed to collapse to her knees, sobbing softly, a mournful cry. Her oval face was filled with helplessness and sorrow. She had nothing, both physically and emotionally; in that instant, she was utterly alone in the world.

At the same time, her master and the young lady Hong Yueyi, who had been by her side, looked around blankly, shaking their heads in pity. They could only gasp and sigh, unsure what to do.

As the saying goes, there's a mysterious principle that one thing can subdue another in relationships. Whether it's intense love or ambiguous friendship, once one person falls in love with the other, that person will unconditionally give everything, including their most precious life. This was especially true in ancient times under the feudal system. Feng Tingyu, a woman, was such a person. She was like a toy on a string, a tragic woman whose emotions were manipulated at will and who was destined to be controlled by Long Dingyi's clutches...

On the other side, Long Dingyi, as he ran to another corner of the hall, seemed to slow his pace. He was secretly thinking that after the good show of self-inflicted injury just now, the woman surnamed Feng should have undoubtedly fallen into his trap. Coupled with that feigned crying scene, no one would have guessed that a dignified senior disciple of the Tianlong Sect would disregard his status and kneel down to mourn in public for a woman from the martial arts world. As expected, he couldn't help but think of his mortal enemy—Liu Rui—who would undoubtedly take over the mess left by that woman surnamed Feng.

Once they were married, he would create a pretense, a reason to openly appear in their newlywed life, and then, in front of his mortal enemy, stage another cuckolding scandal, winning back the heart of the woman beside him and avenging the loss of his wife years ago. Thinking of this, Long Dingyi felt inexplicably excited and exhilarated!

Just then, the smug Long Dingyi felt a slight breeze, and before he could turn around, he felt a pair of slender hands reaching out to embrace him from behind!

Suddenly, without a word, he unleashed a move from the "Great Shift of the Universe" lightness skill, his body shifting lightly, almost with lightning speed, leaping past the attacker from behind. Then, with a gentle push under his elbow, he grabbed the woman's slender waist, his eyes gleaming with a captivating light! Immediately, a beautiful face appeared close at hand, the scene resembling a handsome man and a beautiful woman, united in this moment, their hearts intertwined.

In his eyes, this person was indeed beautiful and alluring. Gazing closely at her willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, pink lips, and white teeth, her long, slender eyes slightly upturned at the corners, and her peach-pink cheeks, she was sometimes charming and alluring, sometimes sweet and seductive, like a Persian cat. For a moment, he was mesmerized, his eyes bloodshot with excitement, his blood boiling like the blazing sun!

In a drunken stupor, as if swept away by a demonic wind, the woman now nestled in Long Dingyi's arms suddenly adopted a coquettish and alluring demeanor. Her hands tightly clung to his strong neck, her breath sweet and fragrant, her body smooth and delicate, her voice unusually affected. Then, a seductive, almost coquettish voice reached Long Dingyi's ears.

"Oh dear! Brother, with your superb lightness of foot and your excellent acting skills, you've deceived your dear sister, leaving her in tears. How can you be so heartless?"

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Intent, Chapter Six.

Coming to his senses, Long Dingyi abruptly released the woman from his embrace and furtively looked around. After a moment, he leaped forward and immediately embraced her slender waist. In an instant, without hesitation, he kissed her incredibly moist and fragrant lips!

"Mmm... Pop... Mmm... Mmm... Pop... Mmm... Pop pop..." In such a passionate kiss, their hands clung to each other like octopuses, and before long, the four rings were filled with the wet, wanton sounds of their kiss. Gradually, they seemed to involuntarily extend their sensitive tongues, the contact between their tongues creating an incredibly erotic scene.

Snowflakes drifted down, obscuring their vision, creating a poignant beauty. Yet, the grand palace, like a jade palace, seemed to have completely surrendered to this magnificent kiss, its breathtaking beauty amplified by the intense passion.

Long Yi, standing close at hand, gazed deeply at the jade maiden in his arms, seeing her eyes sparkling like ripples on water—a temptation that made him almost afraid to blink. After kissing for a while, the corners of her lips curled into a smile, teasing him like a burning desire.

With the beautiful woman in his hand, Long Yiding, seemingly a tender-hearted yet strong man, saw her accept his passionate kiss without hesitation. A captivating smile appeared on her lips, a smile that exuded a bewitching charm. Suddenly, his incredibly strong arms embraced her even more boldly, as if trying to melt her completely in their strength!

At this moment, Yang Jingxiang couldn't help but close her eyes. The tongue before her seemed to be teasing her. After a while, she completely exploded, her desire erupting like a boiling volcano! In an instant, her whole body melted as if from a volcanic eruption. Then, she couldn't help but stretch out her slender jade hands and hug him tightly, her hands fiercely, forcefully, and tightly embracing his steel-like neck.

At this moment, Long Dingyi's heart was stirred. He couldn't help but think to himself that it was rare for such a dazzling beauty to appear in the martial arts world. Moreover, this ancient beauty was currently in his arms, using all her charms to arouse him and make him extremely excited. He thought to himself that he was indeed honored to be alive and would have no regrets even if he died.

After a long while, the passionate kiss finally stopped for a moment. Suddenly, Yang Jingxiang blinked, then chuckled and said seductively, "Oh~~ Brother Yanglong's kissing skills don't seem to have deteriorated at all."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Jingxiang seemed to be thinking about something, then she continued to giggle, "Hehe~~ Congratulations! It seems that Brother's great undertaking has been accomplished. I should be calling you the new leader of the Tianlong Sect, right?" Long

Dingyi was still holding her tightly, staring directly into her pair of gentle, watery eyes. He seemed to be in a daze for a moment, then suddenly his expression turned gritted with anger, and he complained in a low voice: "How so? If those rabble hadn't seemed suspicious of me in the main hall today, the position of alliance leader would already be mine. Why would I need to go through all that martial arts competition tomorrow morning? I say, it's completely unnecessary, a complete waste of my time!"

Yang Jingxiang immediately let out a melodious, charming laugh, saying coquettishly, "Oh, Brother Yanglong, you don't need to worry too much. As for my master, I firmly believe that he will lose to you in tomorrow's competition. As for the leaders of other sects, without my master's support, I believe you alone can easily handle them."

"What do you mean by that?"

Suddenly, Long Yi asked suspiciously, still holding her tightly in his arms, and tenderly inquired, "If you have any brilliant ideas for a scene, please tell me!"

"Hehehe~~ I might as well explain it to you!"

Yang Jingxiang hugged him tightly, a smug look on her face, and smiled ingratiatingly for a while. After chuckling for a moment, she frankly said, "Just now, my little sister gave my master some ginseng tea before bedtime, but even with her extremely high martial arts skills, she couldn't detect that I had added a sleeping potion to it. When she wakes up tomorrow morning, she won't even have the strength to kill a chicken. How can she possibly step onto the stage to fight you, let alone compete for the position of leader?" Chapter

40: Green Love and Sweet Intent Chapter Seven:

"Hahaha! Since my sister is so clever and considerate, always thinking of me in everything she does, and so thoughtful of me,"

Long Dingyi suddenly exclaimed, laughing, "If it weren't for you transferring your inner energy to me back then, risking your life to save me, I would have already perished. Without your appearance, how could I have been fortunate enough to enter the Heavenly Dragon Sect? Now I can sit firmly in the position of sect leader, and seizing the position of alliance leader is just a matter of time. So I say your existence is truly important to me, and I really don't know how I can ever make it up to you in the future."

"Brother, you're so naughty! How long do you want me to wait? I'll make it up to you with this!"

With these words, the alluring Yang Jingxiang, truly a woman of intense lust, instantly grabbed Long Dingyi's exceptionally virile penis from his pants. Her slender hands then began to knead and rub the engorged member hidden inside his trousers, instantly surprising him. He felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, and his breath came in gasps.

"Look how impatient you are! I knew you were no pushover from your feigned innocence! And you've proven me right. It seems I'll really regret it if I don't properly comfort you this time!"

Long Dingyi said, his face flushed, as he tightened his embrace even more.

Unconsciously, his hands began to peel away her clothes, slowly slipping inside until they touched her full breasts.

Panting, Yang Jingxiang seemed to exhale a soft, excited breath, her lips curving into a wide smile. She turned and escaped his embrace, swaying her slender waist as she walked to a secluded, elegant pavilion, a wanton expression on her fair, delicate face.

She stopped abruptly, her alluring eyes gazing at him from afar. Smiling seductively, she said, "Hehe~~ Our meeting on this beautiful night signifies how precious it is. Since that's the case, why don't we temporarily set aside everything and cherish this moment, fully indulging in it!" Long

Dingyi gritted his teeth as he saw a naked body in the distance. Her allure was immediately apparent, and he noticed she was giving him a provocative look. He thought to himself that this woman had disregarded her feminine shame, lying naked in the pavilion!

Seeing this scene, he was completely paralyzed, as if struck by lightning. Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and he silently pondered to himself. He thought that this sight would be an immense temptation for any man. Since spring was beckoning him, it might be a blessing from heaven. And as a man full of vigor, what was there for him to hesitate about? Besides, if he could resist such temptation, would he still be considered a man?

Suddenly, he could no longer resist the temptation before him. He gripped his enormous penis tightly in his pants, and a surge of emotion rose from his throat. Like an arrow on a bowstring, his lust was about to erupt uncontrollably!

"Damn it, what a horny woman! Well then, I won't be polite to you!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Dingyi's face was filled with lust. He seemed impatient to pounce on her, and even tore off his own clothes in an instant, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye!

Then, a male penis as hard as iron suddenly sprang out of his pants, the swollen and purplish glans throbbing in the air. His entire body of muscles, eight well-defined abdominal muscles, biceps and triceps like a lion's head, and strong shoulder muscles were finally fully revealed. With the throbbing penis, it was a truly magnificent sight!

"Wow...what a big thing! Could it be...could it be that brother has learned some aphrodisiac martial arts?" Yang Jingxiang, who was not yet twenty years old, couldn't help but stare wide-eyed in astonishment.

Even though Yang Jingxiang wasn't a virgin—in fact, her precious virginity had already been given to Long Dingyi to play with—her lustful fantasies still led her to be deeply attracted by the enormous penis before her, a remarkably powerful male organ that seemed to stand tall like a pillar. Because of her

previous act of deflowering him and sacrificing her most precious virginity, she couldn't shake off the shackles in her heart. The feeling of having her virginity taken by this male organ still lingered in her mind. Therefore, the process of their intercourse that night was still vivid in her memory, and a strange attachment and dependence on him remained.

Chapter 40: Green Love and Sweet Intent, Part 8:

"What's wrong with my sister? Could it be that my sister…?"

Long Dingyi, still leering at the fair, translucent body before him, chuckled as he held his penis in his hand, "Have you felt these past few days that you can't live without your brother?"

"Brother Dingyi, actually… actually, that's exactly what I've been thinking. You've known me for so long, several years have passed in the blink of an eye. Now I'm of marriageable age, and besides, our love is stronger than gold. Right now, I feel that without you, living alone in this world has no meaning…"

Suddenly, Yang Jingxiang stammered, and after a moment, she seemed to lower her eyelashes shyly, her cheeks flushing red, and her fragrance fading. In an instant, her heart pounded like a deer's, her movements became awkward, and her breathing grew increasingly labored.

"People say that a woman who marries a chicken will follow the chicken away, but who knows if she'll be chased away by a dove? Unknown...unknown...once Brother becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance...has...have you considered when to bring her into the family? Now that she's by Brother's side, I will certainly follow her wherever she goes..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Jingxiang blushed crimson, her once fair face instantly transforming into a pinkish watercolor painting. Sweat dripped from her palms like flowing sand; she stood there like a little girl who had made a mistake, completely at a loss.

A chilly wind blew, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze, the two of them frozen like statues.

For a short while, neither of them spoke, but Long Dingyi's heart seemed to tremble from within, his heart filled with utter shock and despair.

As the saying goes, a clear conscience can distinguish between loyalty and treachery. Moreover, Yang Jingxiang is now facing a man who has been thoroughly swayed by love and possesses extremely wicked desires—a true rogue of the martial world. After countless sexual encounters and "training" in bed, this senior disciple of the Yin Gui Sect, Yang Jingxiang, seems to have unknowingly fallen into an abyss. She seems unsure whether her affection is pure love or infatuation; at this moment, she can no longer distinguish.

On the other hand, Long Dingyi, who has always been ruthless in his dealings, is solely focused on consolidating his power and dominance in the martial world. Initially, he didn't hesitate to show any affection, but now he knows that this lustful woman is like a tender flower in her prime, and her promiscuous nature makes her a ticking time bomb in his grasp!

In an instant, Long Dingyi, harboring ill intentions, was taken aback. He secretly thought that within a few days, the position of martial arts alliance leader, which he had long coveted, would be his for the taking. But now he had to figure out how to get rid of this lustful woman who showed him no affection whatsoever. This was going to be a real test for him.

In his heart, becoming the martial arts alliance leader and controlling half of the martial arts world was a sure thing, something he was determined to achieve. However, he was now in a dilemma. If he continued to be entangled with this lustful woman, he feared that any mistake on either side would expose his identity, ruining the opportunity he had been waiting for all these years—a result he never expected.

In that instant, Long Dingyi had a flash of inspiration, and a brilliant plan came to mind. He would, once he had achieved his goal, seize the opportunity to expose her crimes in the inner hall of the grand assembly, and personally eliminate this traitorous disciple who would betray her sect for personal gain, right before the eyes of disciples from all the sects. With no one to testify, he could shirk responsibility and pin all the blame on her.

What a brilliant two-birds-with-one-stone strategy! He could eliminate a public menace to the martial arts world while completely absolving himself of responsibility. Moreover, this method would bring him benefits: on one hand, he could showcase his abilities before the elders of many sects; on the other hand, he could demonstrate without reservation his ability to lead the seven major martial arts sects in a united fight against the evil cult and the imperial court.

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Extra Chapter: JX3 - Wandering the Jianghu

[Synopsis] Hello everyone, I've recently become addicted to online games, and ended up getting hurt. Sigh, since the screenwriter enjoys torturing people, I'll write a story to torment them too. Although it's original, I didn't dare post it in the original content section. Because the story, based on this concept, is very long, and I can't guarantee I can finish it; it might be abandoned at any time. So I'll just leave it here for now, and if it doesn't work out, it'll just sink.

Chapter 01: Yang Bao learns martial arts, teases A Zhu

, Qiu Yeqing chases Li Fu a thousand miles. What is the martial world? Everyone has a different answer.

In many people's eyes, the martial world is a place full of strife. In the current martial arts world, the five major sects—Shaolin, Chunyang, Qixiu, Wanhua, and Tiance—are the leaders, each with numerous disciples and powerful influence. At the same time, there are two opposing organizations: the Haoqi Alliance, composed of righteous people, and the Evil Valley, composed of evil people. Countless martial artists join these sects, striving for fame and fortune through martial arts.

However, for the dream-filled Yang Bao, the martial world is just a fun place with many beautiful women.

Indeed, there are many extremely beautiful and highly skilled women in the martial world. Whether it's the two beauties from the righteous and evil factions: Lin Keren, the "Kaiyang" of the "Haoqi Alliance," or Miliguli, the "Holy Maiden" of the "Evil Valley," or the four beauties of the martial arts world: Xiao Baiyan, the "Seven Shows" of "Chu Xiu," Cao Xueyang, the "Tian Ce" of "Xuanwei General," Yu Rui, the "Chunyang" of "Qingxuzi," and Yu Qing, the "Wan Hua" of "Flower Saint," they are all dream lovers of countless martial arts practitioners. However, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to approach them, so martial arts practitioners can only fantasize about them.

But if one possesses unparalleled martial arts skills, seeing them would not be difficult. Therefore, Yang Bao came to Daoxiang Village to become an apprentice of Liu Dahai, a martial arts master with a reputation in the area.

"Sigh, I've been an apprentice for so long, and my master still only teaches me those few lightness skills. Now I can jump onto the roof with my eyes closed." Bored, Yang Bao jumped onto the roof again.

Not far away, Liu Dahai chuckled and stroked his beard, saying, "Brother Yangbao, you danced quite well, just like I used to be, hehe."

"No way! At this rate, even if I practice for another hundred years, I'll never master martial arts!" Brother Yangbao finally snapped and decided to drop out of Liu Dahai's tutelage.

Just as Brother Yangbao made up his mind, he heard a sweet, girlish voice say, "Excuse me, are you Master Liu Dahai?" His ears practically melted.

Brother Yangbao quickly looked over and saw a beautiful, pretty young girl asking Liu Dahai to be her apprentice! At that sight, he was completely captivated, his eyes sparkling with hearts.

"Junior Sister, hello..." Brother Yangbao quickly stepped forward to ingratiate himself.

"Who's your junior sister?" The girl frowned at the drooling Brother Yangbao, turned, and walked away.

Brother Yangbao wouldn't give up. Good soup needs slow cooking, and a good wife needs slow coaxing, hehe. Before long, Brother Yangbao learned that this newly apprenticed beauty was named Azhu. The name is a bit strange, but I don't mind, hehe.

By the way, it's necessary to introduce Yang Bao's special ability. Since his name is Yang Bao, his penis is naturally a treasure. What's so special about it? Well, Yang Bao has a genetic predisposition. While most men's penises can only achieve a single erection, men of the Yang family can achieve a double erection. Normally, his penis is limp and smaller than an average person's, and even when erect, it's only of average size. But he

can achieve a second erection , exceeding the length and girth of ordinary men! Legend has it that the Yang family ancestors possessed a lost, miraculous skill that, once mastered, allows for triple or even quadruple erections! But nobody knows if it's true or not. **********

... "This guy is shameless, how dare he call himself senior brother? I can hopscotch myself." A-Zhu ignored him and continued hopscotch. Then, "thump," he fell down. "Ouch, that hurts..." A-Zhu's eyes were filled with tears, a sight that softened one's heart.

Yang Bao hurriedly tried to help her up and give her a little pat, but A Zhu shoved him away.

"Junior Sister, you're using brute force; you won't jump. If you do as I say, you'll jump up right away!"

"Hmph, Master's biased! He teaches you but not me!" A Zhu said angrily, giving Liu Dahai a resentful look. Liu Dahai, oblivious, continued chuckling in the distance.

Little did Yang Bao know, it was because their master always tried to take advantage of A Zhu that A Zhu avoided him, preventing her from mastering the skills.

"Junior Sister, don't be angry. I'll teach you. Gather your energy in place, then lift it in mid-air and jump forward. You'll be able to jump up!"

"Really?" A Zhu asked, half-believing, half-doubting. She gathered her energy, jumped, did a somersault in mid-air, and actually jumped up.

Yang Bao, watching from below, drooled even more as he looked at A Zhu's slender, white thighs beneath her skirt.

"I'm up! I jumped up!"

(Liu Dahai in the distance: Ah Zhu jumped well, just like I used to be, haha.) Yang Bao said, "Junior sister is really smart

, she understands immediately!"

Ah Zhu saw Yang Bao's eyes looking down at her skirt, and hurriedly pressed down on the fluttering hem of her skirt, turning her face away and saying, "Who's your junior sister? Humph!" ********** ... It turned out he had arranged to meet A-Zhu at Little Mirror Lake today. "Haha, this is my first date with A-Zhu, I must prepare well!" On the way, Village Chief Liu Yang stopped Yang Bao, saying that Ruan Xiaohe was missing and to call her back for dinner if he saw her. Yang Bao casually agreed. Arriving at Little Mirror Lake, they saw a picturesque scene of shimmering water and mountains. And amidst this beauty, a woman in green stood gracefully on the shore! "Wow! What a beautiful girl! Although not as lively and cute as A-Zhu, she is more mature and elegant. A beautiful woman with beautiful scenery, truly a peerless beauty!" Yang Bao was instantly captivated by Qiu Yeqing's beauty. A-Zhu immediately blushed and scolded, "You big pervert, you drool over every pretty girl! I'm ignoring you!" She then turned and ran away. Yang Bao then realized what was happening and hurriedly chased after her, "A-Zhu, don't run away!" Reaching the pavilion in Little Mirror Lake, A-Zhu suddenly stopped. "Ah...what a handsome young man!" A-Zhu had also fallen into a daze. Standing in the pavilion was a dashing and elegant young man, none other than Li Fu. He smiled and said, "Miss, are you alright?" A-Zhu's cheeks flushed, and she stammered, "Ah...I'm fine, ah, I'm in trouble..." Yang Bao caught up and jumped up and down upon seeing the scene. "Hey, you're one to talk! Aren't you the same?" "What do you mean, the same? How could I be like you?" The two playfully bickered and walked away. Li Fu smiled and shook his head. Meanwhile, across the lake, a group of bandits were quietly approaching Qiu Yeqing... From then on, Daoxiang Village was going to be quite lively. ********** ... "Wow, this woman knows martial arts! Get out of here!" The bandits scattered and fled. "Hmph, don't run if you dare! I'm staying right here, come back if you dare!" Qiu Yeqing was still not satisfied and shouted at the fleeing bandits. At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Hehe, too bad her martial arts aren't very good." "Who?" Qiu Yeqing drew her sword for protection and turned around. Unexpectedly, a cloud of pink powder was thrown at her face. She couldn't dodge in time and was covered in it. "Wow, what is this?? Who are you??" Qiu Yeqing exclaimed. The guy behind her was a burly man, who laughed even more lewdly than the bandits. "Hehe, I am Dong Hu, the second chieftain of Xiangshan Village. Now that my elder brother is away, I am the chieftain of the village. Why don't you become my wife, young lady? You'll live a life of luxury and enjoy the pleasures of the bedroom every day." "Shameless lecher, take this!" Qiu Yeqing was furious and swung her sword to strike Dong Hu. Suddenly, she felt dizzy, and her legs began to weaken. Moreover, a strange sensation she had never felt before emanated from her most intimate parts. Qiu Yeqing's face changed: "What...what did you just release?" Dong Hu leered , "Hehe, this is a special medicine from the Twelve Linked Forts—Qingxu Jiaosu Powder, it can make a woman feel pleasure to the point of death!" Qiu Yeqing was terrified, her face turning deathly pale. She could only gasp but couldn't utter a sound, whispering, "Li Fu...come save me..." But her voice was drowned out by the sound of the waterfall. ********** ... "Hmph, you dare to resist. If you don't cooperate, I'll throw you to the brothers in the stronghold as a public prostitute." "No... you beast..." Qiu Yeqing whispered sadly, losing all resistance. Her round breasts, never before touched by a man, were now being wantonly kneaded by a rough hand, quickly producing a strange pleasure. "Wh-how could this be... it feels so good..." "Haha, heroine, you're actually quite lewd! How about it, is it good? I'll make you feel even better!" Dong Hu said, pulling Qiu Yeqing's breasts out of her clothes. Qiu Yeqing's clothes were already very sexy, the hem of her blue shirt was low, only covering most of her breasts, leaving a small part of her cleavage, which was very tempting. Now, with Dong Hu's easy pull, the two full mounds of beautiful flesh jumped out of her clothes. "Haha, you don't know until you see it, it's even more beautiful now!" Dong Hu didn't even lick the saliva from his mouth before taking Qiu Yeqing's nipple into his wet mouth. "Mmm, delicious, delicious." He sucked on Qiu Yeqing's breast, his tongue constantly probing the nipple opening, as if trying to shove his tongue inside. "Ah—ah—I, I can't take it anymore!" Qiu Yeqing's mouth opened wide, she felt wave after wave of intense pleasure assaulting her brain.

"Waaah, so this is what it feels like to be played with by a man! No, how could I be so wanton? It must be because of that aphrodisiac. Li Fu, it's not my fault, it's not my fault! Waaah, it's so pleasurable, why isn't he going to use more force? Ahh, what should I do, what should I do? Li Fu, it's your fault! You left me in this remote place, causing me to be raped by bandits. You bastard, you're going to be cuckolded, ahhh..."

(Actually, they weren't even together yet; Qiu Yeqing was just imagining things.)

Now, Qiu Yeqing could only moan in ecstasy, completely at Dong Hu's mercy. Dong Hu sucked on her breasts, but soon he wasn't satisfied, so his right hand slipped inside the side seam of Qiu Yeqing's skirt and reached into her panties.

Qiu Yeqing suddenly felt a rough finger enter her untouched vagina, causing a huge surge of stimulation, and her whole body trembled. "Ah! Ah! No... I'm still a virgin!"

"Ha, beauty, your virginity ends today!" Dong Hu touched her hymen and pulled his finger out. He was going to end Qiu Yeqing's virginity with his manhood.

"Ah, so disgusting..." Qiu Yeqing felt nauseous when she saw Dong Hu unzip his pants, revealing his dark, dirty, and huge penis.

Oh no, is my virginity going to be taken by something like this? But why do I feel a little excited? This thing is so disgusting, why do I want it...?

Just then, a small stone flew over and hit Dong Hu on the head.

"You bad guy, let go of that big sister!" a little girl's delicate voice shouted.

Qiu Yeqing vaguely saw a five or six-year-old girl standing not far away, who seemed to be Ruan Damin's daughter, Xiao He, from the village. She often played with Xiao Yu, Mao Mao, and a group of other children. Why was she alone today?

Blood was flowing from Dong Hu's forehead. He was furious and picked up a knife to slash at her.

"No! Ah!" Qiu Yeqing cried out in alarm, but could only watch as Xiao He fell, blood pooling on the ground.

Dong Hu, having killed someone, felt it wasn't safe to conduct his business here, so he picked up Qiu Yeqing and returned to the mountain stronghold.

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"Village Chief, something terrible has happened! Xiao He has been killed!" A militiaman rushed back to the village.

"What? Xiao He has been killed!" Yang Bao and A Zhu, forgetting their anger, immediately inquired.

"We found Xiaohe's body at the bottom of Xiaojing Lake Waterfall and just brought it back,"

Village Chief Liu Yang said, beating his chest in grief. "Ah, it must have been the bandits! Those beasts! Could they be planning to attack the village? Yangbao, quickly go find the militia captain Wang Dashi and tell everyone to be on guard!"

Upon learning of Xiaohe's tragic death, Wang Dashi was also furious: "Those damned bastards, they don't even spare children! This revenge must be taken! Yangbao, the bandits' third leader, Dong Bao, is on the small island in Daoxiang River. There are many piles of dry straw there. You're good at light footwork, go there and set a fire, burn those bastards to death!"

"Okay! Leave it to me, we'll avenge Xiaohe!" Brother Yangbao immediately set off, grabbed a tinderbox, and sneaked to the small island in the middle of the river, lighting the straw pile behind the house. The fire quickly spread along the straw pile from the back of the house to the front, engulfing the entire island.

On the island, Dong Bao was furious: "I heard my second brother just caught a really good girl, and he didn't even tell me! He just went and enjoyed her all by himself! How outrageous! Prepare the horses, I need to get back to the mountain right away. Hmm, what's all red outside?"

By the time Dong Bao realized what was happening, it was too late. The island was engulfed in flames. The bandits screamed as they perished in the inferno.

"Hahaha, that's what you call getting what you deserve!" Yang Bao returned to the village triumphantly.

"What? You killed Dong Bao? Oh no, oh no, his brother Dong Hu will definitely come for revenge!" Village chief Liu Yang was not happy at all, but terrified.

"Xiao He's death wasn't part of the game. What could be the reason?" In Xiao Jing Lake, Li Fu, unaware of the truth, was still pondering...

Chapter 2: A Zhu's Sister Springtime in Daoxiang Village, Yang Bao's First Display of Divine Power.

By the waterfall of Xiao Jing Lake, A Zhu and the hunter Zhang Zhong were still investigating the cause of Xiao He's death. After carefully observing her surroundings, the observant A-Zhu suddenly noticed some pinkish powder clinging to a large rock.

"What's this?" A-Zhu dipped her finger in the powder and smelled it. "Hmm, it has a peculiar fragrance," she muttered to herself, then put her finger in her mouth and licked it. "Hmm, a sweet taste, not bad!"

(The environment in ancient times was cleaner than now, so this wasn't considered unhygienic. It's just that A-Zhu lacked experience in the ways of the world.)

This was, after all, a powerful aphrodisiac powder sprinkled by Dong Hu. Qiu Yeqing couldn't control herself after just inhaling a little, and although A-Zhu only licked a tiny bit, she ingested it, and soon her heart began to race.

"Oh dear, what's wrong with me?" A-Zhu muttered to herself, her lower body tingling with itchiness. She couldn't resist secretly reaching down and pinching it a couple of times, but this only made it itchier, so she pinched harder and harder.

"Hey, A-Zhu, what are you doing?" the hunter Zhang Zhong asked in surprise.

A-Zhu suddenly woke up, her pretty face flushed. "Ah, it's nothing, I'm feeling a little unwell, I'll go back to the village first. Brother Zhang, you should go back early too."

Zhang Zhong said, "A-Zhu, don't worry, I'll go back with you. I can carry you if you're not feeling well."

A-Zhu shook her head and said, "No, no need, I can walk by myself." But as she spoke, her body swayed a couple of times. "Oh dear, A-Zhu, don't be stubborn. I see your forehead is very hot, you probably have a fever. Come on, let your brother carry you back." Without further ado, Zhang Zhong carried A-Zhu on his back, holding one thigh with each hand.

A-Zhu gradually lost her strength and could only spread her legs and lie on Zhang Zhong's back. You know, if a female character in JX3 spreads her legs, her thighs are completely exposed, let alone A-Zhu's cute short skirt?

So, Zhang Zhong was actually holding A-Zhu's white thighs. Even worse, he was dressed in hunter's attire, with wild animal fur draped over his back. Now, with A-Zhu's legs wide open, his genitals were rubbing directly against the fur, causing him unbearable itching. His vagina was constantly secreting fluid, soaking his underwear.

"A-Zhu, you seem very ill. I heard you groaning, and your breath is getting hotter and hotter," Zhang Zhong said, deliberately slowing his pace and occasionally shifting his back, enjoying the sensation of A-Zhu's soft breasts rubbing against his back.

"I...I'm fine. Brother Zhang, it's getting dark, you should hurry," A-Zhu said, holding his breath.

"Alright, hold on tight," Zhang Zhong said, worried that the bandits might come out, and started jogging. But this only made A-Zhu sway more, causing his breasts and genitals to rub even more, making him unbearably itchy, yet he tried his best to suppress his cries—it was truly unbearable! Finally

, Zhang Zhong ran back to the village, but ended up back at his own home, placing A-Zhu on his bed. Ah Zhu finally felt a little relieved, but felt even hotter. Zhang Zhong chuckled and said to Ah Zhu, "Ah Zhu, I've lived in this village for so many years, and I've never seen a prettier girl than you. You know, I'm still single, and I've been thinking about..."

"Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang!" Suddenly, Wang Dashi shouted loudly from outside, "Hurry up and go to Master Dahai's house for a meeting! Everyone's waiting for you!"

Zhang Zhong had no choice but to agree and go out.

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Wang Dashi had brought Yang Bao with him. When Wang Dashi pulled Zhang Zhong away, Yang Bao felt that Zhang Zhong looked a little strange. Curious, he quietly left them and slipped back to his house.

"Brother Zhang seems to have something to hide. Could it be that he found some treasure outside the village?" He jumped into Zhang Zhong's house through the window, only to be shocked! "Ah! Ah Zhu, what are you doing?"

Ah Zhu's clothes were askew, her eyes were languid, one hand was pinching her breast, and the other hand couldn't resist reaching under her skirt.

"Ah, Brother Bao~ take me home quickly~" Ah Zhu's voice had turned into a bleating sound.

Brother Yang Bao quickly picked Ah Zhu up and slipped out the door. "Ah Zhu, what's wrong? What did that guy Zhang Zhong do to you?"

"No, no, nothing, I think I've been poisoned, quickly get me some water..."

Brother Yang Bao noticed that Ah Zhu's clothes were still on, breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly rejoiced. That pig butcher Zhang Zhong actually had improper thoughts about Ah Zhu, but God didn't give him the chance, Ah Zhu was destined to be mine, hehe. "You can't just drink water when you're poisoned, I need to examine you carefully, hehe." He used his lightness skill and ran back to his own house in a flash.

"You stinky men, why do you all bring me to your own house..." Ah Zhu cried out, but her arms were still wrapped around Brother Yang Bao and she couldn't let go.

"Wow, Ah Zhu, don't panic, I'll check you right away." Yang Bao struggled to break free from Ah Zhu, put her on the bed, and then impatiently started taking off her clothes.

"Ah, why do I have to take off my clothes to check me if I'm poisoned..."

"Of course, to prevent the poison from spreading throughout my body. Oh dear, it seems too late, you're so wet down there." Yang Bao took off Ah Zhu's clothes and found that the tuft of hair on her lower body was already soaked.

"Oh dear, don't check me anymore, hurry up!" Ah Zhu couldn't hold back any longer and hugged Yang Bao. So the two of them immediately rolled onto the bed.

"Ah, my little Ah Zhu, I've missed you so much. I wonder which kind person drugged you, hehe." Yang Bao quickly stripped off his clothes, and the two naked bodies were completely stuck together.

"Ouch, you're so annoying, you're so annoying..." Ah Zhu twisted and turned, her two little red flowers on her chest bouncing wildly in the air. Yang Bao had no mood for foreplay and went straight in, slapping and slapping as he began.

"Ah Zhu, how come you're not a virgin???" Yang Bao exclaimed after only a few thrusts.

"Don't stop! I... I practice martial arts, I accidentally broke it." Ah Zhu explained while aroused.

"Really?" "I'm not lying to you, harder! Harder!" "Hmph, then let me ask you, am I good? Is my thing big?" "Not really big, you're so long-winded!" "Ah! How do you know mine isn't big? You must have seen other people's dicks! You let it slip!" "Ahhh, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you..."

Yang Bao kept thrusting while asking, "Tell me, who deflowered you?" "No one..." "Will you tell me or not?" "Really, no one!" "Hmph, so stubborn, let me show you my power!"

Yang Bao took a breath and used the magical ability of his family bloodline—double erection! Ah Zhu suddenly felt Yang Bao's penis suddenly become thicker and longer, filling her vagina and reaching her core!

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" Ah Zhu couldn't speak anymore, only screaming incoherently. Yang Bao said smugly, "Now you know how powerful I am, right?" As he spoke, he thrust his huge penis, pulling Ah Zhu's vaginal walls outwards with each stroke, pounding into her clitoris, fucking Ah Zhu's tight little hole until it was turned upside down. "

Ah! Ahh! It feels so good!" Ah Zhu screamed several times, ejaculating repeatedly. Unexpectedly, Yang Bao didn't stop, but instead thrust even harder. So Ah Zhu ejaculated again in a short while. It wasn't until the third time that Yang Bao shuddered and sent a large amount of semen into Ah Zhu's body.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Ah—ah—!!!" Yang Bao's ejaculation was very powerful, and because his penis was thick and long, it shot directly into the deepest part, and was blocked from coming out. Ah Zhu was so happy that her eyes rolled back and she fainted!

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With a formidable enemy at hand, our village militia is no match for the bandits of Xiangshan Village. We must come up with a good plan!" Wang Dashi said.

Someone suggested, "Let's quickly send someone out to call the government to suppress the bandits!"

The coachman, Wang Fu, who frequently went out, shook his head repeatedly: "Even if the government didn't want to suppress the bandits, they would be too far away to help us in our time of need!"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces etched with worry.

At this moment, Yu Banxian, the fortune teller who specialized in telling fortunes in the village, said, "Why don't we send our best martial artist to sneak into Xiangshan Village and assassinate Dong Hu?"

Wang Dashi was the first to agree, saying, "Good! Good idea! Even if we can't kill Dong Hu, we can at least gather intelligence on the bandits."

"Then, who should we send?" Liu Dahai asked with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other again, bewildered. Wang Dashi said, "If we're talking about martial arts, who in our village can compare to Master Dahai?"

Liu Dahai shook his head: "No, I haven't been exercising much lately, I can't jump anymore."

Someone suggested, "Captain Wang is still young and strong!"

Wang Dashi shook his head repeatedly, saying, "I only have some brute strength, I don't know any light-body skills, I can't do this."

At this moment, Yu Banxian said, "I think there's someone who can." "Who?" everyone asked.

"Yang Bao!"

Everyone's eyes lit up. "That's right, among the young people in the village now, Brother Yang Bao has the best light-body skills, he's the most suitable. He truly deserves to be called a half-immortal, his words have awakened the sleeping people!"

Zhang Zhong asked, "Shouldn't we tell the village chief about this first?"

Wang Dashi shook his head and said, "No need, no need. The village chief is timid and afraid of trouble, he has always opposed us fighting the bandits. Right now he's busy with Xiao He's funeral, let us avenge the bandits!"

"Good!" "Good!" Everyone agreed. "Hey? Where's Yangbao?" Zhang Zhong said angrily, "He called me to the meeting and then ran off!"

Yangbao stroked the sleeping Azhu, his face filled with deep affection. Suddenly, many voices rang out outside the door: "Yangbao!" "Brother Yangbao!" "Little Yang!" "Little Bao!"... Yangbao

hurriedly covered the sleeping Azhu with the blanket and ran out to open the door.

"Yangbao, how could you miss such an important meeting?" Wang Dashi said disapprovingly.

"Ah, Captain, I... I felt really tired after burning Dong Bao to death on the island today, so I couldn't help but take a nap. It's okay, I don't have anything to say anyway, just tell me the results of the meeting, I will never back down from fighting the bandits."

"What a fine young man! We didn't misjudge him!" Everyone praised him.

Wang Dashi told him, "We all agree to send you to infiltrate Xiangshan Village and assassinate Dong Hu."

Yang Baoge patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, there's nothing I can't do. Leave it to me." Amidst everyone's admiration, Yang Baoge closed the door and then fainted from fright.

Chapter 3: Qiu Yeqing's Robbery at Xiangshan Village.

When Yang Baoge returned to the village, Qiu Yeqing's drug was wearing off, and she began to resist fiercely. Because her sword had been taken away, she was powerless. However, she was skilled in martial arts, and her fists left Dong Hu with bruises and swelling, forcing him to lock her in a room.

Dong Hu's strategist said, "Why bother with her, Your Majesty? Just have the brothers charge in and tie her up. Then you can do whatever you want with her!"

Dong Hu replied, "Even if she's tied up, she'll still struggle. It won't be as fun. Hmph, I might as well use this bottle of magic potion. I'll ask my elder brother to bring some back next time."

Dong Hu's bottle of Qingxu Jiaosu Powder was something his elder brother, Dong Long, had obtained from Gong Ao, the leader of the Twelve Linked Forts. It was only a tiny bottle, about the size of a little finger. Last time, when dealing with Qiu Yeqing, Dong Hu used too much force and spilled most of it (a serious waste), leaving only a small half-bottle.

So, Dong Hu pulled out about ten strong bandits, who rushed into the house together. After enduring a lot of punches and kicks, they finally managed to tie Qiu Yeqing's hands and feet. The enraged Qiu Yeqing was still shouting and cursing. Dong Hu sneered, poured half a bottle of the drug into a bowl of water, and forced it down Qiu Yeqing's throat.

It should be known that Gong Ao, the master of the Twelve Linked Forts, nicknamed "Angry Sky," came from a mysterious sect that was highly skilled in martial arts, art, medicine, and craftsmanship. Gong Ao had put a great deal of effort into making this despicable aphrodisiac to deal with an extremely powerful woman. Previously, Qiu Yeqing had been unable to control herself after just a whiff of it, and A Zhu had only taken a tiny bit. Now that Qiu Yeqing had been forced to drink half a bottle, what would become of her?

Soon, Qiu Yeqing, bound to the bed, began to change. At first, she kept cursing, then gradually her breathing became labored, and later, she began to writhe desperately, only able to twist her slender waist because her hands and feet were bound. Her sexy posture made the bandits stare wide-eyed.

"Haha, the drug's taking effect!" Dong Hu smugly entered the room. "Heroine, how are you feeling?"

"I, I, I..." Qiu Yeqing's clothes were already disheveled from the struggle, one shoulder and half her stomach exposed, looking incredibly alluring. "I, I want..."

Dong Hu leered, "What do you want? In my stronghold, besides men, there's nothing else."

Qiu Yeqing felt her mind was a chaotic, agitated mess, only intense desire churning within her. She was like a drowning person, wanting to grasp at anything, or like a thirsty person, willing to pay any price for food.

"Men... I want men!" she finally cried out.

"But, heroine, you're still a virgin!" Dong Hu continued to tease her.

“A virgin…someone has to break her hymen, please, Your Majesty, grant my request…” she pleaded.

“Oh dear, a virgin needs a husband to break her hymen.”

“Waaah, Your Majesty, you are my husband…”

“Is that so? Haha, you want to be my wife, but I might not be willing to take you.”

Dong Hu kept talking, finally causing Qiu Yeqing to break down! She cried out, “Come and fuck me! Insert me! Anyone will do, I don’t want a husband, I want a penis! Rape me now!!!”

Dong Hu laughed loudly, “That’s more like it!” He used his knife to cut the ropes binding her hands and feet, and almost simultaneously Qiu Yeqing tore off her clothes.

Dong Hu exposed his penis again. This time, Qiu Yeqing no longer felt disgust, but rather, as if she had seen a treasure, she grabbed the penis and thrust it into her private parts!

The moment the hymen was pierced, Qiu Yeqing screamed. Dong Hu asked with a smile, “Does it hurt, heroine?” “No, not at all!” “Haha, then I won’t be polite!” Dong Hu showed no mercy and began to thrust violently.

Then, a series of soul-stirring screams echoed from the room, making it impossible to imagine what methods the Second Chieftain was using to ravage her, let alone how the once pure and fierce woman was now so wanton and lewd! The bandits outside the door were scratching their heads in frustration, but dared not peek, so they could only secretly masturbate from the outside. Astonishingly, Qiu Yeqing's moans continued unabated for two hours. The bandits outside had gone from secretly masturbating to a public, large-scale masturbation session.

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After two hours of relentless fucking of Qiu Yeqing, Dong Hu sat on the ground, panting heavily, his prized penis no longer able to rise. But after a brief respite following her orgasm, Qiu Yeqing slowly began to pant again.

"I didn't expect this drug to be so potent!" Dong Hu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, a bandit rushed into the stronghold, shouting, "It's terrible! It's terrible!" The brothers were having a great time firing cannons, and his outburst interrupted them, causing them to curse. But the bandit ignored them completely and rushed straight to Dong Hu's house.

"What's all the fuss about?" Dong Hu hurriedly put on a pair of pants and came out.

"Reporting to the Second Chieftain, the Third Chieftain has been burned to death by the people of Daoxiang Village!"

"What!" Dong Hu yelled, "They dared to kill my third brother! I'll turn Daoxiang Village into a pile of rubble!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" the bandits shouted in unison.

At this moment, the strategist approached and said, "Second Chieftain, don't be impulsive! Those farmers from Daoxiang Village have always been cowardly and incompetent. The fact that they managed to ambush the Third Chieftain this time suggests that some powerful figures have come from there. You must be careful!"

"Has anyone come to Daoxiang Village recently?" Dong Hu asked.

The bandit who brought the news thought for a moment and said, "Yes! It seems a young man named Li Fu has come, along with a woman."

"Li Fu?" Dong Hu felt the name sounded familiar, and after thinking for a while, he remembered and went into the room.

"Your Majesty, come again, come again!" Qiu Yeqing got up naked from the bed and started flirting with Dong Hu again. Dong Hu asked, "Is Li Fu the one who came with you? Who is he? How good is his martial arts?"

Qiu Yeqing said, "Yes, I came to Daoxiang Village with him. He's my fiancé... his martial arts are very, very high."

Dong Hu sneered, "Fiancé? Then what am I?" "Ah, Your Majesty, you are my husband now. Husband, come again, it's so much fun."

"Slap!" Dong Hu suddenly slapped Qiu Yeqing hard across the face, knocking her to the ground. "Still enjoying it?" Five red handprints appeared on Qiu Yeqing's face, but she gasped, "Yes, Your Majesty, hit me as much as you want."

"Hmph, you'll enjoy it, you little slut!" "I am a little slut... ahh!" Dong Hu suddenly grabbed Qiu Yeqing's hair and dragged her naked out of the room. The bandits finally saw the woman, and she was naked. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Brothers, so this woman is Li Fu's lover. That guy might be hard to deal with. Now I have a good idea. Let's all have sex with this woman together, and then throw her in front of Li Fu. Let's see how he cries then!" Dong Hu said viciously.

"Good! Good! Then kill him when he's on the verge of collapse and avenge the Third Chief!" The bandits cheered.

"That's what we'll do!" Dong Hu said, "Hold this woman up and let the brothers have their way with her!"

Although the effects of the drug hadn't worn off, Qiu Yeqing felt fear when she saw hundreds of bandits. "No, Your Majesty, I'll die!"

Dong Hu grinned maliciously. "It's better if you die, so Li Fu can see your corpse. Besides, you can die in pleasure, isn't that great?"

"Help...help me..." Qiu Yeqing cried out in despair as hundreds of bandits surrounded her.

Soon, Qiu Yeqing's cries turned into moans of pleasure. Her vagina became the first target of the bandits, being filled and wildly penetrated by one penis after another. But there were too many bandits, and one hole was obviously not enough. Soon, someone shoved a penis into her cherry-like mouth. Then, her anus was also taken over. Because her anus had already been explored by Dong Hu, penetration was relatively smooth. Later, her breasts and hands were used to rub penises, even the soles of her feet were rubbed with penises, and someone even used her long, beautiful hair to rub penises!

In short, this beauty who had just been deflowered had every part of her body that could be touched taken over. Seven or eight people were having sex with her at the same time, while many more watched from the sidelines. The stimulation of so many people brought her unprecedented pleasure, and she became completely absorbed in the experience. Gradually, Qiu Yeqing's entire body was covered in semen, and her lower abdomen swelled up as her uterus filled with it.

The cunning strategist, being weak, couldn't penetrate her, so he ran into the room, took out Qiu Yeqing's clothes, and used them for sex…

Watching the frenzied gang rape, Dong Hu's penis gradually hardened again, so he joined the rapists, repeatedly ravaging the poor girl…

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"Strange, why is the mountain stronghold so quiet?" Yang Baoge secretly climbed over from the back mountain, followed by A Zhu. When they quietly peeked into the stronghold, they were stunned.

All the bandits, including the second leader Dong Hu, were lying naked on the ground, fast asleep. In the middle of them, a female body lay unconscious in a pile of semen. The semen on her body was half-dried, but semen was still continuously flowing from her swollen and purplish vulva and anus.

"My God! This is… Sister Qiu Yeqing!" A Zhu exclaimed.

"Good, let's take advantage of this great opportunity! I'll kill Dong Hu, you take Qiu Yeqing away. Quick!"

Yang Baoge carefully jumped to Dong Hu's side, and with a swift stroke, beheaded him. Yang Bao initially intended to take the head, but then changed his mind and only picked up Qiu Yeqing's clothes from the ground. Just then, someone seemed to hear the commotion and began to roll over. They quickly helped Qiu Yeqing up and made a hasty

escape. After descending the mountain, A Zhu spent considerable time washing Qiu Yeqing and her clothes clean in the stream. Yang Bao, clearly a little uneasy about Qiu Yeqing's naked body, was ordered by A Zhu to stand guard, only able to peek occasionally.

"When the time comes, let's not tell anyone about Qiu Yeqing. Just say we fought a major battle with bandits in the mountain stronghold, and luckily Qiu Yeqing came to help, which is how I killed Dong Hu," Yang Bao said.

"That's true," A Zhu said. "If it weren't for Sister Qiu, we wouldn't have been able to kill Dong Hu so easily."

"Not us, it was me!" "Get lost!"

Meanwhile, Xiangshan Village, having fallen from its stomping ground, was temporarily destroyed.

"Long live!" the villagers cheered for the great hero Yang Bao.

However, village chief Liu Yang cried out in alarm, "How could you be so foolish! The chieftain of Xiangshan Village is Dong Long of the Twelve Linked Forts, and the Dong brothers, Dong Hu and Dong Bao, are just minor figures! Moreover, Xiangshan Village isn't even one of the Twelve Linked Forts! It's all over, they'll come back for revenge!"

Everyone fell silent after he finished speaking, even Yang Bao was frightened.

Liu Yang suddenly became solemn, as if he had made a decision. He said to Yang Bao and A Zhu, "Go, go and explore the martial world, don't come back!"

Yang Bao and A Zhu reluctantly left Daoxiang Village, and soon after, Li Fu and Qiu Yeqing also left.

The journey through the martial world had only just begun!

Chapter 4: The Five Major Sects Recruit Disciples; The Red-Clothed Sect in Fengyu Town; A Beauty Leads the Young Hero.

Yang Bao and A Zhu's carriage finally left the mountain road and entered the plains.

"Where are we going now?" A Zhu asked, prying away Yang Bao's hand that was secretly brushing against him.

Yang Baoge chuckled and said, "The closest big city to Daoxiang Village is Luoyang. Let's stay in Fengyu Town first. I heard the five major martial arts sects are recruiting disciples there!"

"Ah, Fengyu Town!" A-Zhu's face suddenly turned pale. "Fengyu Town is no good. Can't we just not go?" "Nonsense! What's wrong with Fengyu Town? Besides, the five major sects are recruiting. How can we miss such a good opportunity?" "

...Anyway, I don't want to go to Fengyu Town! Let's meet in Luoyang." A-Zhu said. Yang Baoge hurriedly grabbed A-Zhu's hand and said, "Wife, how can you bear to leave me?"

"Who's your wife?" A-Zhu pulled her hand away. "How can you not be? We've already..." "Hey, hey, I was poisoned that time, it wasn't my choice. I've already been good enough by not punishing you afterwards." A-Zhu angrily picked up her bundle, jumped off the carriage, and stomped off.

"Ah Zhu! Ah Zhu! Why did you just leave like that? Humph, fine, I don't believe you can run that far. Let's go to town and find some fun first." Yang Bao muttered to himself in the car.

Fengyu Town was a small town south of Luoyang, bustling with people. Recently, the five major martial arts sects had set up recruitment stalls here, attracting many new martial arts talents. When Yang Bao inquired at the town's inn, he found that all the rooms were booked.

"Sigh, Ah Zhu was right, this is indeed not an easy place to stay. But I'm not afraid, don't heroes usually live a life of hardship? Hmm, I'll go see the Seven Show beauties first, hehe!"

[The Seven Show Pavilion was founded by the extraordinary woman Gongsun Da Niang, who was famous throughout the world for her sword dance. "Gongsun Da Niang's sword dance was famous throughout the world." Now, the twenty orphaned girls adopted by Gongsun Da Niang are as famous in the martial arts world as she was back then, known as the "Seven Show Thirteen Beauties". They are all excellent women who are both beautiful and talented.] Whether high-ranking officials or talented young men from various sects, all consider it an honor to catch a glimpse of her beauty. The current leader of the Seven Show Sect is Ye Zhiqing, the sect's most outstanding disciple, but it's rumored that Xiao Baiyan, ranked second, is the true master.

The Seven Show Sect only accepts female disciples, yet no one dares to bully them. Once, the Japanese envoy to Tang China, Lü Anxian, caused a drunken disturbance at the Seven Show Sect and had his ear cut off. Upon returning home, he described it to the Emperor: "The Tang Dynasty was truly a magical place, especially that place called Seven Show Sect. I swear by the name of Amaterasu, the Tang women there are truly unparalleled..."

A poem reads:

"West Lake's beauty, rain-soaked bells in the pavilions. Galleryed boats, flowing water, graceful women."

The Seven Show Sect's disciple-acceptance area is indeed the most crowded, but there are more onlookers than those truly interested in joining. The female disciples of the Seven Show Sect are all beautiful and elegant; even the lower-ranking disciples at the entrance are quite charming, attracting a large crowd of men.

Yang Bao walked in casually and sat down on a stool.

Li Yuzhi, the guide for the Seven Show Sect, frowned and asked, "Young hero, what brings you here?"

Yang Bao stared at Li Yuzhi's face and said, "I've come to join the Seven Show Sect." Li Yuzhi sneered and said, "Sorry, the Seven Show Sect only accepts female disciples."

"What? I protest! Isn't this favoring women over men? As an influential sect, the Seven Show Sect should set an example of gender equality for the world. How can it go against the tide of history? I firmly demand to break this outdated concept and become the first male disciple of the Seven Show Sect..." Yang Bao

continued rambling on, refusing to leave no matter what Li Yuzhi said. The audience outside began to discuss, and the noise grew louder and louder. At this moment, a voice came from inside the room: "Why is there a commotion outside?" Then a woman dressed in a gorgeous dance costume walked out.

The woman was graceful and elegant, with a beautiful face, ethereal and fairy-like. In addition to the delicate beauty of a woman from Jiangnan, she also possessed a noble and spirited air. She wore a bright red, form-fitting silk dance costume that perfectly accentuated her flawless figure. Although her breasts were tightly bound, their fullness was still evident, as if they might burst forth at any moment. The only parts of her body below her neck that were exposed were her jade-like shoulders and upper arms, which were incredibly white and smooth, arousing an impulse to rush forward and touch them. However, who would dare to be disrespectful to this unparalleled woman?

"Ah! Xiao Baiyan is out! Xiao Baiyan is out!" All the men present exclaimed, then stared wide-eyed and gaped, completely mesmerized.

Li Yuzhi bowed and said, "Sister Xiao, a troublesome man has come here, insisting on joining the Seven Shows. He's so long-winded."

"Ah!" Yang Baoge exclaimed and jumped up, "This...this is the most beautiful fairy of the Seven Shows, the most delicate flower in the martial world, Sister Xiao Baiyan of Chu Xiu? Long before I even set foot in the martial world, Sister Xiao's legend had already spread to every corner of the land! Please accept my sincerest worship, my name is..."

Xiao Baiyan waved her hand lightly.

The audience looked up and watched Yang Baoge fly out of the house and into the corner of the street.

"Since reasoning won't work, let's fight." After saying that, Xiao Baiyan turned gracefully and went into the inner room.

“Even the act of hitting someone is so beautiful and magnificent…” Yang Baoge, smelling the lingering fragrance of Xiao Baiyan on his clothes, left triumphantly amidst the laughter of the crowd.

[The Tian Ce Mansion, established by Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, is small in number, but its soldiers are all elite troops, known as the “Wolves of the Eastern Capital.” In their hearts, nothing is more important or noble than upholding their ideals. To maintain the stability of the Tang Dynasty, they are always ready to serve their country with utmost loyalty. Within the mansion is an iron lady, General Xuanwei Cao Xueyang, who controls Tian Ce's vast intelligence network, almost comparable to the Beggars' Sect. She is fair in her actions, her word is law, and the soldiers deeply love and respect her.

A poem reads: The long river sets in the eastern capital, iron horses guard the border, the general's grave stands. Tian Ce

righteously annihilates all villains, the long spear alone guards the soul of the Tang Dynasty.] [

Tian Ce recruiter Xu Zhongling: "Why did you join Tian Ce?"

Yang Baoge: "Of course, it's to see the beautiful General Cao Xueyang every day!"

"Tian Ce soldiers are all loyal to their country. Your selfishness is too strong; we won't accept you."]

[Chunyang Palace was built on Mount Hua by the legendary figure Chunyangzi Lü Dongbin, and was deeply respected by Emperor Xuanzong Li Longji. Chunyang is currently managed by the Five Chunyang Masters: Li Wangsheng, Shangguan Boyu, Yu Rui, Zhuo Fengming, and Qi Jin. Yu Rui is not only highly skilled in martial arts but also kind-hearted and exceptionally wise, one of the "Three Wise Men in the World." Furthermore, she is pure and beautiful, with an unparalleled elegance in the martial world.

A poem says: "

Beyond the Kunlun Mountains, there lies a grotto of Yin and Yang. I only ask where the True Lord is, not to seek sword immortals in the martial world."]

Interviewer Chu Ziming of Chunyang: "Which Taoist master of Chunyang would you like to join as a disciple?" Yang

Baoge: "Of course, I'd like to join the sect of the beautiful and refined Sister Yu Rui!"

"Chunyang is a sacred place for Taoist practitioners. Your motives are impure, you cannot enter."

"Another setback!" Yang Baoge sighed to the sky, "My broken heart!" At this moment, he saw a peaceful old monk on the street.

Yang Baoge rushed to the old monk and bowed: "Master! I have seen through the world, please accept me into Shaolin!" The old monk was taken aback and said: "Young hero, please rise. I'm sorry, my Buddhist name is Yi Xing. Although I am a monk, I am from Wanhua Valley."

Yang Baoge exclaimed in surprise: "A monk in Wanhua Valley? Isn't that a 'flower monk'?"

Just then, a woman giggled beside him. Yang Baoge looked over and saw a pretty and elegant girl wearing a black Wanhua outfit with red trim, her skin appearing even whiter and more captivating. Although not as stunningly beautiful as Xiao Baiyan, she was still one in a thousand.

"Ah, may I ask who this sister is?" Yang Bao asked in surprise. Master Monk Yixing said, "This is Ning Suxin, the young lady in charge of recruitment for this Wanhua Valley."

[Wanhua Valley can be said to be a sect established by Dongfang Yuxuan alone. With his powerful personal charm, he gathered extraordinary people from all over the world, and for a time, Wanhua Valley became the most progressive and free-spirited place in the Tang Dynasty. Wanhua disciples are all handsome men and beautiful women with exceptional talent. Among the "Seven Saints of Wanhua," the Flower Saint Yuqing is still a pure young girl, the adopted daughter of the Valley Master Dongfang Yuxuan. Her background is mysterious; she is said to be a princess of a fallen kingdom, both noble and approachable. As

the poem says:

Spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, summer breeze, three stars gazing at the moon hanging in the night sky. Not seeking shelter from the wind and rain, but only laughing that the Peach Blossom Spring is not a dream.]

"Ah! How could I forget Wanhua! Sister Ning, please be sure to accept me into Wanhua Valley!" Yang Bao shouted happily.

Unexpectedly, Ning Suxin said, "I'm so sorry. I just came to tell you, Master, that the Wan Hua sect is full for this year's enrollment. Young hero, you'll have to wait until next year." With that, the two of them bid farewell to Yang Bao and left.

"Ah—" Yang Bao let out a scream.

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Just as Yang Bao was feeling dejected, a soft, alluring voice suddenly rang out beside him: "Young hero, why are you so sad? These prestigious sects think they're so great and look down on newcomers. Even if you join one of these sects, you won't get ahead for at least a decade or two. Look at the big names in the martial arts world today, how many of them learned their skills from those sects?"

Yang Bao turned his head and his pupils dilated instantly. He saw a stunningly beautiful woman dressed entirely in red, smiling at him. The woman's attire was completely different from that of the Central Plains; it was extremely sexy. Not only did her short skirt reveal her full thighs, but her top also had a long, deep slit from her neck to her waist, exposing the inside of her ample breasts and her navel to the air. The bright red dress and snow-white skin complemented each other, making her appear even more alluring. Even more peculiar was that, despite her youth, the woman had a head of snow-white silver hair.

"Ah! This...this sister is so beautiful! May I ask her name?" Yang Bao asked, dazed.

Hearing the praise, the woman in red, unlike most women, didn't blush. She smiled and said, "I am Yaoyue of the Red-Clothed Sect. How may I ask your name, young hero?"

Yang Bao said, "The Red-Clothed Sect? The one I heard people talking about on the road, the compassionate Red-Clothed Sect that specializes in helping the common people? Ah, it's my great honor to meet you, sister! In the martial arts world, you call me Yang Bao. Although I'm not very famous yet, I'm sure I'll become a world-shaking figure in the future! Sister Yaoyue, I've heard that the Red-Clothed Sect is all women. Does it only accept female disciples like the Seven Show Sect?"

Yaoyue chuckled, "Hehe, our Red-Clothed Sect has always advocated that there is no distinction between men and women, so of course we also accept male disciples. It's just that the men in our sect don't come out easily."

Yang Bao asked again, "With your high martial arts skills and unparalleled beauty, sister, you must be a top-tier figure in the Red-Clothed Sect, right?"

Yaoyue smiled even more charmingly, "Hehe, young hero, you flatter me. I am merely one of the Six Holy Maidens of the Red-Clothed Sect. The other sisters, in terms of both martial arts and appearance, are far superior to me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Bao... Almost scared out of his wits, he hurriedly asked, "Then, sister, could you accept me into the Red-Clothed Sect? I, your humble servant, would serve you all wholeheartedly, even unto death!"

Yao Yue said, "We eagerly await the joining of someone like you, young hero. However, we can't just accept anyone, can we? So, we'll give you a little test." "No problem, what's the test?"

Yao Yue's expression turned serious as she said, "Do you know Song Nantian of Fengyu Town?" "Never heard of him, who is he?" "Song Nantian is a tyrant in Luoyang. He took Gao Lishi, the eunuch close to the emperor, as his adoptive father and became a local tyrant in the Fengyu Town area, oppressing the villagers and committing all sorts of evil deeds. Just now, he forcibly married the beauty Du Feng'er as his seventh concubine and is even going to build her a luxurious Seven Phoenix Tower."

Yang Bao Ge angrily said, "What I, Yang Bao Ge, hate most are these kinds of bullies who rely on their power! Forcibly taking women is already a heinous crime, and now she's already his seventh concubine! All the beautiful women in the world are being taken by these guys, it's truly heartbreaking!"

"That's not all. Song Nantian wanted to build the Seven Phoenix Tower and set his sights on the land of the Chu family, a poor farmer. The Chu family relied on that meager land for their livelihood, so how could they possibly give it up? As a result, Song Nantian drove the entire Chu family to their deaths, leaving only a little girl who was captured and enslaved by him. Moreover, that lecherous devil even harbored improper thoughts towards the sisters of the Red-Clothed Cult, harassing us poor women in every way!" Yaoyue said, her eyes reddening, looking pitiful.

Yang Bao was furious, "This kind of scum deserves to die!" "That's right, for the sake of the people here, I ask you, young hero, to kill Song Nantian as a test for joining the sect. However... Song Nantian has powerful backers, I wonder if you dare to go?"

Yang Bao patted his chest: "I fear neither heaven nor earth! I swear I will not rest until this villain is eliminated!"

"But you must hurry, young hero. I heard that not long ago, the famous chivalrous man, White-Clad Mengchang Tao Hanting, also prepared to assassinate Song Nantian. If you are late, you can only watch others become famous."

Chapter 5: Song Nantian's Tyrannical Power Overwhelms the Town, Du Feng'er Endures Humiliation in Sorrow

. In the dark night, a man and a woman used their lightness skills to quickly move towards a huge manor. The man exuded a righteous aura, wearing a black robe, with a hint of white underneath; the woman beside him was petite and slender, wearing a purple dress, extremely beautiful.

Gradually, they drew nearer to the brightly lit manor. This was Song Nantian's residence, the Nantian Villa. Numerous fierce servants patrolled the manor, but they were insignificant to the couple. Silently, they scaled the wall and slipped into the courtyard.

Based on prior intelligence, they knew that the Seven Phoenix Tower was still under construction, and the seventh concubine, Du Feng'er, was housed in a small building within the Nantian Villa. Song Nantian, naturally, spent almost every night in this newlywed beauty's quarters. He was usually protected by a large number of men, only spending time alone with Du Feng'er at night when he sought pleasure—this was the perfect opportunity to kill him.

They quietly approached the small building. Inside, the lights were bright, revealing a beautiful woman whose demeanor seemed out of place in the Nantian Villa, filled with a sense of loneliness. She must be Du Feng'er, whom Song Nantian had forcibly taken; she appeared to be a pitiful woman.

The two lay in wait among the flowers, anticipating Song Nantian's appearance. The autumn night grew colder, and the woman, dressed in thin clothes, shivered slightly. The man looked at her tenderly, took off his black robe, and draped it over her shoulders.

After a while, a man's figure appeared furtively in the corridor, quickly slipping into Du Feng'er's room and closing all the windows. "Song Nantian!" The two leaped out of the flower bushes, went to the window, poked a small hole in the paper window, and looked inside.

The scene inside was strange. Du Feng'er exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, why are you here?"

The man, not yet thirty, was not Song Nantian, but his son, Song Xiaosheng. Song Xiaosheng chuckled maliciously, "Seventh Aunt, you're usually kept under my father's watchful eye. Today we finally have a chance to be alone, we should get to know each other better."

"W-what are you going to do?" Du Feng'er was frightened and retreated repeatedly.

"Haha. Seventh Aunt, you're a few years younger than me, and the most beautiful woman in the capital. You and I should be a perfect match. It's a pity my deadbeat father desires every beautiful woman he sees and always steals my food. Seventh Aunt is in the prime of her life, are you willing to stay with that ugly old man? Why not serve me well, and I won't mistreat you in the future!" As he spoke, Song Xiaosheng's restless hands had already wrapped around Du Feng'er's slender waist.

"Young Master, stop! Master is coming soon!" Du Feng'er struggled desperately, but how could she get rid of someone like Song Xiaosheng who practiced martial arts?

"Haha, my damned old man has important guests today and can't come! Let me serve Seventh Concubine tonight!" "But...but I am your Seventh Concubine, I belong to the Master! How can you..." "Hey, Seventh Concubine, you're younger than me, why can't I? Oh, calling you 'concubine' always feels awkward, then I'll just call you Feng'er, hehe!"

Song Xiaosheng leered, twisting Du Feng'er's struggling hands behind her back and tying them with a silk scarf, then began to undress her. Du Feng'er was a weak woman, and after struggling for a short while, she lost her strength. Afraid of alerting the servants outside, she dared not shout, and could only let Song Xiaosheng do as he pleased with her, tears streaming down her face.

A couple outside the window looked at each other in dismay. They wanted to stop this humiliation, but Song Nantian had not yet appeared; how could they alert him?

"Haha, Feng'er's skin is so smooth as jade! It's such a pity that such a beauty was taken by my deadbeat father. Luckily, before he ruins you, I'll enjoy myself first!" Song Xiaosheng's movements were swift and efficient, clearly someone accustomed to undressing women. Soon, Du Feng'er was left only in her undergarment and quilt.

Du Feng'er could only moan softly, "No...no..." But this delicate appearance only fueled Song Xiaosheng's lust. He sat on the bed, lifted Du Feng'er's legs, and placed them on his thighs. His left hand embraced her smooth, bare back, while his right hand was already inside her undergarment. Du Feng'er cried out in surprise as Song Xiaosheng pinched her nipple. He rubbed it twice, then pinched it twice, tormenting Du Feng'er until she felt both itchy and sore.

"Feng'er, is it comfortable? Do you want more?" Song Xiaosheng teased Du Feng'er. "No, no~" "Hmph, so stubborn, or are you just naturally fond of being fucked by old men?" "No, no~ Ah!" Song Xiaosheng pinched her breast hard, making Du Feng'er cry out in pain.

"Young, Young Master, stop! It hurts!" "Hmph, don't pretend! You think I don't know that my deadbeat father isn't as gentle with women as I am? Could it be..."

Song Xiaosheng thought of something, and with a tug of his right hand, Du Feng'er's bodice flew off. Du Feng'er's breasts were covered in bruises, no wonder she cried out in pain when pinched. "Haha, she really was pinched badly by my deadbeat father." He then ripped off her trousers, revealing Du Feng'er's bare genitals with only a few hairs remaining, indicating that her pubic hair had been shaved off recently. This made her slightly swollen vulva very conspicuous.

"Young, Young Master... please let me go..." Du Feng'er pleaded.

"Let you go? Then am I still the young master of the Song family? Remember, no matter who you marry, you're nothing but a whore of the Song family, and everyone in the Song family can have their way with you!" Song laughed viciously, pulling down his pants to reveal a large, veiny penis.

"Ah!" Du Feng'er screamed. "Scared now? Although I'm inferior to my old man in every way, when it comes to this penis, mine is bigger than his." Saying this, he parted Du Feng'er's swollen labia and greedily thrust his large penis inside.

"Ah—!!" Du Feng'er screamed. Although she had been repeatedly violated by Song Nantian these past few days, her vagina was still swollen and red, and the insertion of such a large penis caused her excruciating pain.

"My little Feng'er, don't be afraid of the pain. After I fuck you a few hundred times, you'll feel good. Damn, this vagina is so tight, like the virgin I fucked last year."

But Du Feng'er's vagina was dry and without lubrication; how could she feel pleasure? Even Song Xiaosheng found it difficult to thrust in and out. His eyes darted around, he chuckled, withdrew his penis, picked up the teapot on the table, and inserted the spout into Du Feng'er's vagina, gushing out tea.

"Ahhh! Young Master, what are you doing! Ahhh!!" Du Feng'er screamed, but the warm tea lessened the burning sensation in her vagina, easing the pain slightly.

Song Xiaosheng pulled out the teapot, and tea flowed from Du Feng'er's vagina. Song Xiaosheng smiled smugly and thrust in again! His penis churned the large amount of fluid inside, making a slapping sound.

"Ahhh~ Ahhh~ Young Master, slow down, I can't take it~ Ahhh~ Ahhh~" Du Feng'er was breathless from the brutal thrusting. "Ahhh! So good, this vagina is so tight, it feels amazing! No wonder my deadbeat father was so determined to get you." Song Xiaosheng experienced extreme pleasure. “My little Feng’er, are you enjoying it too?”

“I, I… Waaah…” Du Feng’er tried her best to shut her mouth and not make a sound, but with Song Xiaosheng’s repeated attacks, she finally cried out: “Ah… Hmm… Ah… I, I can’t take it anymore, have mercy… Have mercy on me…”

Outside the window, the man’s breathing became rapid. Such an intense lovemaking scene even infected him, who was usually calm. Suddenly, he was pulled away by a small hand, and then two hands covered his ears. “Don’t look, and don’t listen!” The hands belonged to the woman. The man saw that the woman’s face was also red, and she was biting her lip, obviously embarrassed. The man smiled and kissed her hard.

The four people inside and outside the room ignored their surroundings, and suddenly the door was pushed open.

“What? You, you little beast! You actually slept with one of my concubines again!” Song Nantian’s angry voice rang out from inside the room.

Song Nantian had arrived! The two outside immediately became alert. They were secretly astonished that Song Xiaosheng hadn't even spared their father's other concubines;

his behavior was truly chaotic. "Ah ...

"Hmph, this slut, moaning so lewdly! She didn't even react when I came in, truly shameless!" Song Nantian's anger flared at the sight of Du Feng'er. The man and woman outside the window thought he was going to punish his son and the woman, but unexpectedly, he continued, "Then let's just go for this slut together. Hmph, luckily I opened her back door the day before yesterday." With that, Song Nantian also stripped off his clothes, went to the bed, and helped Du Feng'er, who was lying down, sit up. "Haha, as expected of my father, let's have some fun together!"

Du Feng'er finally noticed someone behind her. "Ah! Ah! It's Master! How come you... Ah—" Song Nantian couldn't wait any longer. He smeared a mixture of vaginal fluid and tea from Du Feng'er's lower body onto his penis, and then thrust it forcefully into Du Feng'er's anus! The Song father and son thus launched a fierce attack on Du Feng'er from both the front and the back!

"Ah!! Ah!! Stop! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!!" Du Feng'er, a weak woman, could no longer endure such intense intercourse, and tears streamed down her face.

"Attack!" With a bang, the window was smashed open, and the two who had been lying in ambush finally rushed into the room, their swords drawn! Originally, it would have been better to wait until the Song father and son reached their climax before assassinating them, but the two men, with their chivalrous hearts, could no longer bear to see the weak woman suffer such torment, so they rushed out.

Song Nantian was shocked and quickly withdrew his penis. Seeing that his life was in danger, Song Xiaosheng dared not continue. "You, you, who are you? What do you want?"

The man smiled coldly and said, "Song Nantian, you and your son have committed numerous evils, which are outrageous. Today, Tao Hanting and Fang Zixia will take your dog lives!"

Tao Hanting attacked Song Nantian, and Fang Zixia also stabbed Song Xiaosheng with her sword. Song Xiaosheng, who had just been penetrating acupoints, was now overwhelmed and could only dodge repeatedly, facing constant danger. Song Nantian's martial arts were far superior to his son's; he managed to deflect several swords with his palms, though it was also extremely difficult for him.

At this moment, Song Xiaosheng suddenly hid behind Du Feng'er. Du Feng'er could only gasp for breath and could not move at all. However, Fang Zixia did not want to hurt Du Feng'er and could not do anything to Song Xiaosheng for the time being.

"Oh my, a fine sword!" Suddenly hearing someone speak behind her, Fang Zixia was startled and immediately twirled her sword to protect herself. She saw a sinister-looking Taoist priest staring at the sword in her hand.

This Taoist priest was named Ji Qiunian. Although his martial arts were not high, he was skilled at recognizing swords. He recognized at a glance that the Qiu Li sword in Fang Zixia's hand was a treasure and immediately wanted to possess it.

Over there, Tao Hanting's sword had already pierced Song Nantian's throat when suddenly an axe swung down from the side, forcing Tao Hanting to withdraw his sword and avoid it, saving Song Nantian. Tao Hanting inwardly groaned in regret, then turned to see that the newcomer was an officer dressed in the uniform of the Shence Army!

The Shence Army was the emperor's imperial guard, now controlled by the treacherous minister Yang Guozhong, who routinely ravaged the populace and was a sworn enemy of the Tiance Prefecture. This officer, named Zhou Huaian, was the commander of the Hai Battalion of the Shence Army outside Luoyang, and for some reason, he was at Song Nantian's residence.

Song Nantian's reinforcements had arrived. Seeing the situation was dire, Tao Hanting shouted, "Charge out!" and charged out with Fang Zixia, swords drawn. Ji Qiunian and Zhou Huaian blocked their path, and in an instant, the four had exchanged several blows.

The Taoist priest was determined to snatch the Qiuli Sword from Fang Zixia, but Fang Zixia wielded her sword with lightning speed, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. The Shence officer, relying on his powerful axe, tried to kill Tao Hanting, but instead found himself overwhelmed and disorganized. Just then, Tao Hanting and his wife had already rushed out of the house.

Suddenly, two gusts of wind struck their faces, catching their breath and forcing them back into the room. Two more people entered: a general in armor and a Tibetan monk carrying a prayer wheel!

"The Shence Army? The Zhanbao Garan monk? Song Nantian, your backer is quite something!" Tao Hanting frowned.

"Haha, the White-Robed Mengchang certainly knows his stuff. You're still a long way from killing me!" Song Nantian laughed triumphantly, seeing his life was no longer in danger.

The battle situation immediately reversed! Ji Qiunian and Zhou Huai'an didn't even make a move. The general laughed and thrust his spear at Fang Zixia. The heroine quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding the attack. The Tibetan monk, still spinning his prayer wheel in his right hand, slowly swung his left hand a few times, yet with immense strength. Tao Hanting drew his sword to meet the attack, but the monk grabbed Tao Hanting's sword and snapped it in two!

"Go through the window!" Fang Zixia shouted urgently. Tao Hanting nodded and rushed towards the window. However, Tao Hanting was closer to the window, so Fang Zixia ended up covering their retreat!

Ji Qiunian drew his sword to intercept Fang Zixia, but Fang Zixia swung her sword with all her might, her Qiu Li sword slicing the Taoist's sword in two! In that instant, the Shence general arrived and punched Fang Zixia squarely in the face. A cracking sound of ribs was heard. "Ah!" Fang Zixia screamed and fell to the ground.

"Zixia!!" Tao Hanting roared and charged forward again, but was blocked by the Tibetan monk.

"Hanting! Go! Go!" The heavily injured Fang Zixia coughed up blood and screamed desperately on the ground. Zhou Huai'an was about to give chase when Fang Zixia suddenly jumped up, grabbed his leg, and bit him hard!

Tao Hanting knew that if they didn't leave now, they would both be stuck here today. He yelled and jumped out of the window. A number of servants had already gathered outside. Tao Hanting fought off several of them and rushed out of the courtyard. Unexpectedly, there was a cliff right outside the courtyard. Without a second thought, Tao Hanting jumped off…

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