[Wuxia] Hunting for Beauties in the Martial World (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 25 The Beauty of Frost

"Fourth sister, you're too greedy! Such a good thing, and you didn't even invite your older sister to enjoy it!"

Just as Long Yi and Han Fengxian were reaching their climax, the door was pushed open again, and there stood their second mother-in-law, Tang Rushuang, who had arrived uninvited. Actually, while Long Yi and Han Fengxian were entangled, Huang Yueying had told her second sister, Tang Rushuang, about it, and Tang Rushuang finally agreed. But words couldn't compare to the shock of seeing it for herself! Especially seeing her fourth sister, Han Fengxian, already ahead of her, and her third sister, Chen Xiumei, lying naked beside her, Tang Rushuang had no more reservations. She had actually arrived earlier, but she hadn't expected the two to be so intimate, making her wait outside for a full hour. Unable to bear it any longer, Tang Rushuang finally pushed open the door!

"Second sister? You… why are you here?" Han Fengxian asked, somewhat surprised.

"Since you're here, why can't I?"

Tang Rushuang said teasingly. "Fifth Sister has already told me everything, but I didn't expect you to hook up with Yi'er so quickly!"

Han Fengxian blushed upon hearing this. Seeing his two mothers-in-law like this, Long Yi knew they had accepted the fact, and he was overjoyed! He laughed and stood up to hug Tang Rushuang. Now, only his eldest mother-in-law, Zhang Xiuyun, remained in the entire Hua mansion. He wondered if his wife, Hua Qiaoxian, could persuade her.

"Hmph, you're the most smug one! You're no better than me!"

Tang Rushuang tried to struggle away in a coquettish manner, but failed.

Long Yi held Tang Rushuang's delicate body tightly and shamelessly said, "Rushuang, you are as beautiful as a fairy. I was amazed when I first saw you. I would do anything for you willingly. Now that you're here, why don't we rest in bed?"

Tang Rushuang's pretty face flushed, she spat lightly, gave Long Yi a charming glance, and lowered her head shyly. Seeing Tang Rushuang's shy expression, Long Yi chuckled, ceasing his teasing. He carried her to the bed, his large hands gently caressing her soft, smooth waist, his lips kissing her delicate earlobe, licking it repeatedly.

Han Fengxian was utterly exhausted at this moment and turned away to sleep.

Tang Rushuang felt the heat emanating from Long Yi's hand on her waist through her gauze dress, and the tingling sensation on her earlobe, causing her body to go limp and collapse into Long Yi's arms.

Seeing his second mother-in-law, Tang Rushuang, slumped in his arms, Long Yi slowly buried his head deep into Tang Rushuang's full, high, round, jade-like breasts, a delicate fragrance wafting into his nostrils, refreshing and invigorating.

Tang Rushuang's full, large, warm, and firm breasts had come into intimate contact with Long Yi's face. Waves of heat and fragrance wafted from her chest to Long Yi's nostrils and then to his heart, causing a raging fire of desire to surge upwards.

At this moment, when his blood was surging, Long Yi couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, and his dormant manhood instantly stood erect, head held high, as if trying to rival the heavens.

Suddenly, Tang Rushuang felt a hard, hot thing pressing tightly against her smooth, flat stomach. Being an experienced woman, she knew what it was without even looking. She let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and said coquettishly, "You big bad guy, you pervert... You were just being good for a moment, and now you want to bully me again... I'm not coming anymore..." "

You think this is child's play? You can't just say you're not coming anymore?" Long Yi grinned lewdly, his face drooling. "Rushuang, you're so beautiful, that's why I couldn't resist wanting to..."

Before he could finish, Long Yi's intention wasn't to speak, but simply to distract Tang Rushuang. As he turned to the side, his strong arms tightened, and instantly, she was enveloped in a warm embrace, her two full, soft breasts pressing heavily against his chest.

"Ah... no..."

Tang Rushuang cried out softly, caught off guard and already in a full embrace with Long Yi, who was lying on his side. Her delicate body struggled slightly, unwilling to give in easily.

Long Yi chuckled wickedly, and one of his lecherous hands silently slipped inside Tang Rushuang's gauze dress, caressing her warm, soft, full, and smooth breasts.

Tang Rushuang instantly felt as if struck by lightning, her mind blank. Long Yi easily disarmed her, bringing the pink undergarment to his nose to inhale its delicate fragrance, which invigorated him.

A gauze dress and an undergarment were hardly a challenge for a lustful man. His hands then began to ravage Tang Rushuang's beautiful body, caressing, kneading, and rubbing, teasing her until she cried out in pleasure, panting heavily.

"Ugh, no, ah... shame... don't touch there... it's so shameful..."

Tang Rushuang didn't know which secret part of her body Long Yi had violated, eliciting her loud moans.

Tang Rushuang knew what was about to happen, and she deliberately feigned shyness and tried to push Long Yi away, because she knew that a reserved and shy woman was always a man's favorite.

Long Yi knew she wasn't truly unwilling, but rather just hesitant, perhaps because she feared he would perceive her as a promiscuous woman.

The lustful man, driven by desire, couldn't resist Tang Rushuang's alluring yet coy demeanor. He spread her smooth, pink legs apart with both hands, his burning, throbbing member moving towards her private parts.

"Yi'er, it's broad daylight!"

Tang Rushuang's eyes were filled with spring-like warmth, her heart shy and bashful. She whispered, "So...so embarrassing..."

"What's embarrassing about it? Hehe, broad daylight is perfect, it's all aboveboard."

Long Yi's eyes suddenly gleamed with wicked light, his greedy gaze sweeping over his beautiful, charming, and alluring second mother-in-law, Tang Rushuang.

Her beautiful body possessed delicate, exquisite skin and a voluptuous figure, making her increasingly captivating. Her beauty combined softness with a strong, graceful strength. Her skin was pure white and smooth, her long legs covered in skin as smooth as white enamel, forming soft, symmetrical curves against firm yet supple muscles. Her full hips were incredibly alluring, with a deep vertical cleft between her thighs, their shape exuding feminine beauty. Her lotus-like feet were easily encircled by a single hand, emanating a delicate fragrance. She was truly breathtaking, inspiring endless fantasies.

Tang Rushuang's breasts were round and full, her jade-like breasts appearing exceptionally firm and full due to her slender waist, the deep cleft clearly visible between them.

Long Yi rolled over and pressed himself against Tang Rushuang's soft, boneless, naked body. She cried out softly, her voice trembling, "Yi'er, be gentle... I... I haven't done this in so long..."

"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle. You have to trust my technique. Mmm, just a little bit..."

Long Yi kissed Tang Rushuang's soft, moist red lips passionately, kissing her until she could barely breathe. At the same time, his hands roamed over her body, caressing and kneading.

Tang Rushuang's pretty face was flushed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her proud, full breasts heaving, giving Long Yi a visually overwhelming sensation.

Consumed by lust, Long Yi thrust his powerful hips forward, causing Tang Rushuang to tremble in pain. Her lips parted slightly as she sobbed, "Ah...you're so bad...you're lying...it hurts so much..."

Long Yi thought, "You haven't enjoyed the pleasures of love in years. Of course it hurts when my behemoth touches you like this, but it's nothing to be afraid of. The pain will soon subside!" Without further explanation, he leaned down and gently sealed Tang Rushuang's soft lips with his burning ones. They kissed passionately for a while, until finally, the burning pain subsided, replaced by a tingling, itchy sensation.

Tang Rushuang's arms clung tightly to Long Yi's neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, her buttocks swaying gently.

Seeing that Tang Rushuang had adapted, Long Yi gradually accelerated, thrusting and pounding wildly... Tang Rushuang passionately arched her snow-white buttocks, forcefully responding to Long Yi's movements. Her cheeks flushed, her cherry lips parted slightly, and her breath was soft and fragrant, like a beautiful rose, alluring and captivating.

"Is it comfortable, Rushuang, my darling?"

Long Yi teased, seeing that Tang Rushuang had reached her climax.

"Mmm...oh...so thick...so comfortable..."

"Want something even more comfortable?"

"Mmm...I want...something even more comfortable...faster...fuck me..."

"Rushuang, my darling, wrap your arms around my neck."

Tang Rushuang obediently stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around Long Yi's neck. Long Yi also wrapped his arms around Tang Rushuang's fair, bare back, pulling her up to sit. Now Long Yi was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Tang Rushuang, naked and fair-skinned, sat on Long Yi's lap, her soft little hole still tightly gripping his penis.

While stroking Tang Rushuang's smooth, bare back, Long Yi teased her fragrant lips with his tongue. Tang Rushuang's lips shyly parted slightly, and Long Yi's tongue quickly slipped inside. Her snow-white hands gently rested on Long Yi's shoulders, her fair and naked body allowing Long Yi's lewd hands to caress her incessantly. Her sweet, tender tongue was entangled and kissed by Long Yi without restraint, and her sensitive body was once again controlled by lust.

Tang Rushuang's snow-white, shapely legs spread apart in an M-shape as she sat on Long Yi's lap, allowing his massive member to mercilessly plunge into her tender, moist flesh. Long Yi placed one hand on Tang Rushuang's fair back and the other caressed her smooth, delicate legs. He opened his mouth and pressed it tightly against her fragrant lips, his deep red, thick tongue venturing into Tang Rushuang's small mouth and roughly stirring it.

Tang Rushuang blushed, her hands gently resting on Long Yi's shoulders. Her lips parted slightly, allowing Long Yi's tongue to ravage her mouth, her cute little nose emitting soft, seductive moans.

"Rushuang, my darling, if you want it to feel even better, move yourself!"

"Ah...this..."

"Don't want it? Then I'll take it away!"

"Ah...no...I'll move...I'll move myself..."

Tang Rushuang blushed, her right hand on Long Yi's shoulder, her left hand gently biting her index finger, her eyes half-open and hazy. Her snow-white, shapely legs knelt on the bed, controlling her fair and sexy naked body to slowly rise and fall, helping the thick penis inside her to ravage her.

"Oh...so thick...my little hole can't take it anymore...it's about to tear..."

"Feels good, doesn't it...does this make it go in really deep?"

"Oh...ah...so deep...oh...it feels so lewd..."

"Haha, you've always been a lewd noblewoman!"

Long Yi lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, watching Tang Rushuang's passionate performance as if nothing was wrong.

"So good... ahh... so good... ah... so deep!" "Good girl, my little darling, let's climax together."

Long Yi adjusted the angle of his massive member, thrusting it into Tang Rushuang's tender, red orifice once more. Her vaginal canal was already soaking wet, and the massive member went all the way in, spraying out copious amounts of spring water and honeyed juices that poured directly into the deepest part of her flower.

"Ah... so deep... Yi'er... dear brother... so good... so good... you heartless little devil... so good... so good..."

"Ah————"

A melodious, pleasurable moan escaped Tang Rushuang's beautiful naked body, which trembled violently. Her flushed body tensed completely, the color of her skin spreading, her vaginal canal convulsing intensely. She couldn't help but bite down on Ling Feng's shoulder.

Tang Rushuang climaxed again. In that instant, she felt as if she were being pushed into an endless abyss of darkness, rapidly sinking into the depths of desire, unable to escape. She knew she could no longer escape Long Yi before her.

Long Yi held the trembling, beautiful young woman in his arms, feeling the stimulating pleasure from the spasms and contractions of her tender vaginal walls, kissing her weak lips, his hands lovingly caressing her smooth, jade-like back…

To completely conquer Tang Rushuang with lust and make her submit to him, Long Yi lifted her limp body, then sat cross-legged, letting her lie on her back on his lap like a flattened zither. At this moment, Tang Rushuang's eyes were tightly closed, powerless to resist and unwilling to resist. She was still savoring the climax that had erupted like a volcano.

In this stretched position, Tang Rushuang's labia protruded further and became more sensitive. At this moment, while watching Tang Rushuang reach orgasm from his penetration, Long Yi patiently used his superb flirting skills with both hands. With one hand, he pressed the skin at the tip of Tang Rushuang's clitoris and pulled it forward to make the clitoris emerge. With the other hand, he dipped some spring water and honey on the petals of Tang Rushuang's labia and gently rubbed the clitoris in a circular motion. This caused the extremely sensitive clitoris to be easily stimulated. He wanted to leave Tang Rushuang with an unforgettable memory.

A moment later, Tang Rushuang suddenly opened her misty, beautiful eyes, staring blankly at the resolute and handsome face of Long Yi, who brought her pleasure. Immediately, the pink flesh walls inside her vaginal canal spasmed again, and she reached another peak of climax. The previous pleasure was like a volcanic eruption, but this time it was a different feeling, like a turbulent sea of pleasure. Tang Rushuang's eyes were glazed over, her jade hands gripped the back of the sofa tightly, her jade legs were straight, and her five cute pink toes were tightly curled up like five plum blossom petals. Her whole body convulsed and trembled. Her clitoris, due to external stimulation, was erect and incredibly swollen and long, as thick as a little finger, and it throbbed rhythmically.

Tang Rushuang let out a hoarse moan, "Ah...ah...my God...how can it feel so good...God..."

At the same time, a stream of warm, milky-white nectar shot out from Tang Rushuang's beautiful vaginal canal, tracing long, transparent streaks in the air before scattering onto the floor like a shower of petals. Long Yi's arm was soaked with the nectar, and the spurting fluid, synchronized with the spasms of her abdominal muscles, gushed out in waves. Feeling extreme pleasure, Tang Rushuang climaxed again. She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed today, but this time she experienced an orgasm of intense physical pleasure she had never felt before.

God, Tang Rushuang had actually squirted!

At this moment, Tang Rushuang was in a semi-conscious, trance-like state. She felt as if her body was floating in the clouds, feeling incredibly comfortable and blissful, wishing it could stay like this forever and never wanting to return to reality. Long Yi held the trembling Tang Rushuang tightly with one arm, while his other hand, soaked in milky white vaginal fluid, continued to caress her erect clitoris in rhythm with her trembling body… With each spurt of vaginal fluid, Tang Rushuang was overcome with ecstasy.

The storm gradually subsided; Tang Rushuang's convulsions slowed, the frequency and amount of vaginal fluid spurting decreased, and the blush of orgasm on her skin faded. Her half-closed eyes no longer held their usual bright and alluring quality, only a blank stare. Her slightly parted, rosy lips breathed softly, and her slender, alluring body lay limp on the bed, completely naked, revealing her flawless, white flesh. Her snow-white skin shimmered with a lustful sheen and glistening beads of sweat, and thick, milky white semen slowly flowed from her swollen, moist vulva.

Both of them were simultaneously utterly captivated, their bodies shattered, drifting towards a divine realm.

After the climax, Long Yi felt refreshed and relaxed, lying on Tang Rushuang's body, panting heavily.

Tang Rushuang, however, felt as if her soul had left her body, seeing only illusions. She lay sprawled in Long Yi's arms, unconsciously wrapping her long, slender legs tightly around his waist, her face filled with the passionate look of being conquered after the climax.

The passionate and sensual battle between Long Yi and Tang Rushuang did not last long. The beauty, impatient with the fight, raised the white flag, and the lustful man then called it a day.

After the climax, Tang Rushuang's cheeks flushed red. Even the slightest movement caused lingering pain, and she frowned slightly, playfully scolding Long Yi, "You're so naughty! You told me to be gentle, you don't even know how to be gentle with me..."

Long Yi smiled slightly, kissed her blushing cheek, and teased, "I was trying to be gentle, but it seemed like someone complained I wasn't pressing hard enough!"

Tang Rushuang spat lightly, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness, and whispered, "You bad man, you got the benefit and now you're making fun of me..."

Long Yi reached out and grabbed Tang Rushuang's full, round breasts, grinning mischievously, "Don't you know whether I'm good or bad?"

Tang Rushuang said coquettishly, "You're so bad, I'm never talking to you again."

"Never talk to me?" Long Yi grinned, "If you're willing to ignore me, then fine, then ignore me!"

"You bad boy! You bad boy!" Tang Rushuang clenched her fists and punched his chest hard.

"Ru Shuang, from now on you have to call me husband! Understand?"

"That's not right!"

"What's wrong with it? Now that your father-in-law has passed away, there are only a few of us left in the entire Hua family! Besides, I don't want you to call me that in front of others!" "

You bad boy!!"

"Say it to me!"

"Mmm... Husband!"

"So good, my wife!"

"Wife, were you happy just now?" Long Yi was pleased with himself. He kneaded her full and firm breasts with both hands, stroking and pinching them, teasing Tang Ru Shuang into moaning softly. Her moans and laughter were intoxicating, enough to move even a god.

Tang Ru Shuang's pretty face flushed red. She nodded slightly and whispered, "Husband, I never imagined that the pleasures of love between men and women, the joys of lovemaking, could be so boundless." Before her soft voice had even faded, she boldly reached out to touch Long Yi's treasure. The moment Tang Ru Shuang's tender hand touched it, the thing immediately became as hard as iron, thick and hot, scaring her so much that she quickly withdrew her hand.

Long Yi couldn't help but burst into laughter, a playful glint in his eyes. He grabbed her hand and stroked his manhood, chuckling, "My wife, you feel so good touching me."

"Hmph...who...who wants to touch you...I already said I'm ignoring you..."

Tang Rushuang said shyly and coquettishly, trying to pull her hand away.

Long Yi silently embraced Tang Rushuang's slender, soft waist, his face pressed against her high, firm breasts, slowly twisting and rubbing against them. He could clearly feel her full, elastic breasts and smell the mature, sweet fragrance emanating from her body.

Tang Rushuang felt Long Yi's lips moving against her full breasts, her breasts clearly feeling his hot breath, and her breasts began to involuntarily swell and tingle. Seeing this, Long Yi's lustful hands became even more audacious, caressing and kneading Tang Rushuang's plump, rounded buttocks. Her breathing became heavy, her body went limp, and her heart was aroused once more. Tang Rushuang felt a sharp, forceful thrust from Long Yi's hard penis between her jade-like legs, her body tingling and weak with pleasure. She almost moaned with ecstasy. Her alluring eyes closed slightly in comfort, her cherry-like lips parted slightly, and she exhaled heavily, barely suppressing her passionate moans.

At this moment, Tang Rushuang was panting heavily, her eyes burning with desire, her alabaster skin flushed and moist. She suddenly felt Long Yi taking advantage of the passionate kiss to caress and knead her full, rounded legs, and then, taking advantage of the situation, he moved his hands towards the crevice between her legs, pressing her down onto the bed.

Long Yi's hands had moved from Tang Rushuang's back to her chest, climbing the full, high peaks that made one's blood boil. Soft, tender, full, and smooth, Tang Rushuang's breasts were indeed too large to be grasped in one hand; not only was the touch incredibly wonderful, but their elasticity was also astonishing.

The allure of a young woman's full, high, and bouncy breasts is undeniable, especially for a stunning beauty like Tang Rushuang. Long Yi felt a burning fire within him intensify, his hands kneading Tang Rushuang's firm breasts into the shapes he desired.

"Ah!" Tang Rushuang struggled violently again, panting, "Bad man...no...don't do this..."

At this moment, Tang Rushuang's face was flushed, her hair loosened, her long locks cascading down, her eyes alluring and seductive.

Ignoring Tang Rushuang's struggles, Long Yi's full, perky breasts leaped out like two white doves. The small, pale purple nipples, set against her alabaster skin, resembled ripe grapes, exceptionally beautiful. Long Yi's hands slowly climbed up Tang Rushuang's breasts, moving from the lower edge to the midsection, lingering for a long time before finally grasping the beautiful peaks that he couldn't hold in one hand.

Kneading and squeezing her firm yet tender breasts, Long Yi felt their fullness and smoothness, their slight trembling, their elasticity unparalleled. Anyone else seeing such a sensual scene would surely have already taken action, but Long Yi was in no hurry. He continued to gently caress Qin Yuqian's skin, every inch, every inch, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes rubbing, sometimes kneading, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, watching as the beauty became breathless and her eyes glazed over... Long Yi pressed her snow-white, full body tightly against the bed, while his hands slid towards that last forbidden place...

Long Yi, the lecherous wolf, had been caressing and kneading Tang Rushuang's snow-white, full breasts for a long time before slowly moving downwards, probing inside her dress and attacking the inside of her full, round thighs. He used both hands simultaneously, one caressing the inside of Tang Rushuang's two smooth, beautiful legs, the feel exquisite—firm, soft, tender, and smooth—while the other hand teased her feminine mystery, moist, sticky, and greasy.

One circle, two circles, three circles… With each tease of the dragon wing, Tang Rushuang felt a surge of pleasure rush to her head, and a feeling of emptiness, suffocation, and unbearable discomfort gradually filled her body.

The beauty yearned to be conquered and possessed, and her body, subjected to his pleasure, involuntarily began to move again, her waist swaying and writhing like a snake. Ling Feng observed her reactions, tracing the indentation of her cleft with his slender fingers, finding the sensitive protrusions, pressing, squeezing, kneading, and exploring their secrets.

Once, twice, three times… Long Yi was incredibly skilled and patient, perfectly combining theory and practice. Each time, he would only penetrate a little, rotating, turning, pressing, and then gently withdrawing, repeating the movements endlessly… “Ah…no, no…don’t…ah…”

Tang Rushuang’s hot, delicate body cooperated with Long Yi’s constantly moving fingers, arching her back to meet him, her jade legs spread apart, her beautiful buttocks trembling.

Her flushed, snow-white skin was covered with fine, dazzling beads of sweat, making her appear even fuller and more translucent. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, her round, long, smooth legs tightly entwined, her heart overflowing with lust, unable to bear the torment. Long Yi watched Tang Rushuang’s reaction with satisfaction, his hands still slowly kneading and caressing the alluring, snow-white body before him. Lost in the masterful sexual teasing of his beloved, Tang Rushuang’s lips parted slightly, only moans escaping her lips.

Gazing into her beautiful, spring-like eyes, Long Yi finally lowered his body slowly. Tang Rushuang's flushed cheeks made soft "chu chu" sounds as he kissed them. Then, her full, moist cherry lips were tightly sucked, and the beauty responded with a soft "mmm."

Long Yi's tongue explored along her pearly white teeth, its fiery tongue intertwining with Tang Rushuang's tender lips in a passionate embrace.

He savored the passionate kiss of the beauty before him, indulging in the sweet nectar in her mouth, teasing her soft tongue, feeling only pleasure and comfort. The fragrance, the softness, the tenderness, the richness—a delicate scent like orchids and musk wafted into his nostrils, igniting his desire and driving him to madness. His

left hand suddenly grabbed Tang Rushuang's full, high breasts and kneaded them roughly, while his right middle finger slowly and resolutely penetrated her body. A tingling, full feeling instantly filled the emptiness in her heart.

"Ah...ah...husband...I...can't take it...oh...ah..."

Under Long Yi's skillful teasing and arousing, Tang Rushuang gasped and moaned softly, a delicate and sweet groan escaping her nose, like a sob, a song, a lament.

Long Yi kissed Tang Rushuang's fragrant lips passionately, biting and kissing her soft tongue, his left hand kneading her full and firm breasts, while his right middle finger was tightly wrapped and squeezed by the narrow, warm, moist, and tender flesh of her secret valley.

No language could describe the exquisite pleasure, which excited Long Yi even more. His fingers, buried deep in the mysterious valley, began to slowly thrust in and out. The soft, slippery passage was filled with no gaps, and the waves of wonderful pleasure that washed over him drove Long Yi almost mad. The frequency of his fingers moving in and out increased, and an irresistible, intoxicating pleasure came from the point of contact. It was an impulse born from the depths of human instinct, which quickly spread throughout his body with the rhythm of contraction and relaxation. Tang Rushuang's soft lips uttered moans and groans, and her beautiful buttocks swayed rapidly up and down, responding to Long Yi's movements...

Her charming and lewd appearance was breathtaking. Seeing the lewd state of the beauty beneath him, Long Yi's pent-up desire finally erupted again. His strong and masculine body pressed down on Tang Rushuang's tender body once more. Except for the curves of their bodies, their naked bodies were now one hundred percent pressed together.

Long Yi passionately kissed her luscious cherry lips, his hands kneading, rubbing, pushing, pressing, and squeezing her full, high breasts. Tang Rushuang, burning with desire, felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body, especially in her groin area, where a hot, hard, enormous object pressed against her plump, tender valley, grinding relentlessly…

Tang Rushuang's fragrant tongue and Long Yi's invading tongue intertwined endlessly, their love intense and passionate. Her shapely, alluring legs clamped tightly around Long Yi's waist, her slender waist and plump buttocks trembling and writhing, her entrance pressed firmly against the burning object, rubbing against it relentlessly.

After a long, wet kiss, Long Yi thrust his body forward, his hands firmly supporting Qin Yuqian's plump, round buttocks. His hard, enormous object ground and rubbed against her wet valley, positioning the head of his penis directly at the entrance, and with a thrust of his hips, he plunged inside.

"Ah... gently... gently..."

Tang Rushuang gasped softly, her slender waist twisting restlessly, her full, beautiful buttocks swaying gently in response, boldly and actively cooperating with Long Yi's movements. Long Yi's probing glans found the sensitive, moist clitoris, grinding and rubbing against the tight walls of her vagina, causing the clitoris to tremble and resonate, licking and sucking back and forth with the glans.

Seeing Tang Rushuang's appearance, Long Yi knew she was already insatiable with desire, her heart throbbing with passion. He lowered his head and took one of Tang Rushuang's full, trembling breasts into his mouth, sucking and biting while forcefully pulling his body, violently and forcefully pounding against Tang Rushuang's sensitive clitoris.

"Ah...ah...I'm flying!"

Tang Rushuang once again experienced the wonderful pleasure of being a true woman, able to indulge herself passionately, her slender waist swaying, her pink hips thrusting, her body yielding to pleasure, actively responding. Under the simultaneous attack of Long Yi's multiple forces, her body and mind received immense stimulation, satisfaction, and pleasure, trembling uncontrollably and spasming as she climbed to the peak of lust once more.

"Ah...ah..."

Tang Rushuang shook her head violently, her beautiful hair flowing, her hair disheveled as she screamed, unable to withstand Long Yi's fierce thrusts, moaning repeatedly. Before he could change to the next position, her whole body suddenly trembled violently uncontrollably, her jade arms and pink buttocks tightly embracing Ling Feng. Then, her warm honey hole contracted rapidly, and then her flower core sprayed thick, hot nectar at Long Yi's large glans. Tang Rushuang finally reached her third orgasm.

Slippery love juices overflowed, and Long Yi gave her no chance to catch her breath, accelerating and intensifying his thrusts. Each stroke was a powerful, penetrating pound into her soft flesh, sending shivers of increasing intensity through her flower path. The friction sparked brilliant, ecstatic flames of desire.

"Ah...uh...I'm...I'm...I'm...I'm..."

Tang Rushuang's body suddenly convulsed violently. Her jade legs, wrapped around Long Yi's waist and raised high, trembled uncontrollably. Her flower path contracted and writhed, gushing out streams of fluid, reaching an even deeper climax once more.

Stimulated by the unprecedented, intense pleasure brought by Tang Rushuang's angelic beauty and devilish body, Long Yi's eyes turned slightly red and bloodshot. He changed her position, making her kneel on the bed, her slender arms supporting her delicate body, her snowy buttocks raised high. He cupped her full, smooth buttocks and, without hesitation, thrust deeply into her from behind once more.

“Oh…so tight…my wife…you…so…so beautiful…your husband…likes…likes…you…” Long Yi uttered lewd words as he thrust in and out.

“…Husband…I…I also…like you…gently…gently…your…yours is too big…ah…” Tang Rushuang’s mind was filled only with the desire for a stronger and more beautiful orgasm, easily revealing the secret hidden deep in her heart. Her

full, plump, snow-white buttocks were flawless, smooth as cream, her bare back as soft as brocade, and her slender waist, which could be grasped with one hand, outlined a beautiful and gentle curve, showing Tang Rushuang’s peerless beauty and delicate body.

Under Long Yi’s constant and frenzied thrusting, her beautiful buttocks and full breasts rippled with dazzling flesh and milk waves, drawing a dazzling white light, her long black hair swayed and flowed, as if she had been washed with fragrant sweat, crystal clear—truly the best of women.

"My good wife, my good lady, my darling!"

Tang Rushuang's beauty and allure stirred a raging storm in Long Yi's heart, arousing boundless lust and passion deep within him. He kept changing positions... Under Long Yi's relentless assault, Tang Rushuang's flower bloomed and withered, then bloomed and withered again...

"You bad man, you good husband!" Tang Rushuang reached the peak of climax after climax, her dreamlike moans turning into hysterical screams, almost inaudible. Her fragrant sweat mixed with love fluid filled the air, lewd and ambiguous.

Long Yi's body moved violently, pulling and thrusting forcefully, wildly pounding, displaying his bedroom skills to the fullest, playing with abandon, making Tang Rushuang experience climax after climax, oblivious to heaven and earth.

Long Yi's desire surged like a tide, going in and out, deep and shallow, busy and enjoying himself immensely.

Tang Rushuang's hidden desires erupted violently with the increasing stimulation and impact. She felt an intense pleasure emanating from her lower abdomen, completely overshadowing any sensation from her other senses. The world spun before her eyes, and an incomparably pleasurable sensation swept through her body…

The intense, agonizing battle continued for over an hour. Finally, as Tang Rushuang climaxed again, Long Yi's satisfied desire exploded. The spring water gushing from the depths of her passage splashed against the head of his penis. He could no longer hold back; like a volcano erupting, he violently spewed out scalding lava, drenching Tang Rushuang's flower core. The two felt as if they were floating, tightly embracing each other in blissful ecstasy, soaring together in a paradise of love…

Chapter 26 Conquering Xiuyun

Just as Long Yi conquered Tang Rushuang… In Zhang Xiuyun's room, Hua Qiaoxian looked at her mother and said, "Mother, now that Father has passed away, have you thought about your future?"

Zhang Xiuyun sighed and said, "Xian'er, you are now a married woman. I only ask that Yi'er treat you well; I have no other requests."

Hua Qiaoxian shook her head and said, "My husband treats me very well, but Mother, the days ahead are long. You can imagine the feeling of being alone in an empty room." Zhang Xiuyun

said softly, "What can we women do? But fortunately, I will have your four mothers to accompany me in the future, so it won't be too hard."

Hua Qiaoxian dropped a bombshell, looking at her mother Zhang Xiuyun, "I don't know if Second Mother and Fourth Mother will be alone, but Third Mother and Fifth Mother certainly won't be alone in an empty room!"

"Ah! You mean Third Sister and Fifth Sister..." Zhang Xiuyun said in surprise.

"Yes! My husband has already won over Third Sister and Fifth Sister. They've both gone to persuade Second Sister and Fourth Sister. I believe Second Sister and Fourth Sister will also be won over by my husband. Then, you'll be all alone in the Hua Mansion, Mother," Hua Qiaoxian said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiuyun was startled and asked incredulously, "Xian'er, you mean...that man...is Long Yi...you want me...to serve him with you all..."

Seeing her mother's shock, Hua Qiaoxian continued, "Yes, that's what I mean. Mother, I know that since Father fell ill, he hasn't had sex with you. Although you don't say it, you still have physical needs. Now that Father has passed away, you don't need to suppress your desires. I believe Father's spirit in heaven will understand you. Besides, my husband has a strong need in that area; it's something a woman can only dream of, someone she can entrust her life to."

After a fierce internal struggle, Zhang Xiuyun finally raised her head and looked at her daughter Hua Qiaoxian with a questioning gaze, saying, "Xian'er, is this really possible? Will this be accepted by the world?"

Hua Qiaoxian, seeing her mother ask this question, knew... Having already been moved, she earnestly and firmly explained the reasons to her again, finally saying, "Mother, why care about what others think? Besides, only the closest people know about this. If we don't tell anyone, how will outsiders know about your relationship?" She paused, then added, "My husband's stamina in that area is getting stronger and stronger, and I find it increasingly difficult to satisfy his demands, so I agreed to his request. Besides, it's better to keep the good stuff within the family!"

After listening, Zhang Xiuyun thought for a long time before blushing again and saying, "Xian'er, such a shameful thing, I..."

Hua Qiaoxian said, "Mother, don't worry, I'll arrange it. You should prepare for your wedding night with your husband tonight!"

Zhang Xiuyun blushed and said, "Xian'er, this...this is too fast, isn't it?"

Hua Qiaoxian said, "Strike while the iron is hot, Mother. Just focus on preparing for your wedding night tonight! I'm leaving now." Zhang Xiuyun wanted to say something more, but Hua Qiaoxian stopped her, so she could only watch her leave.

After conquering his second mother-in-law, Tang Rushuang, Long Yi was exhausted and fell asleep in her arms. When he woke up, it was already evening. The three women beside him were still sleeping, so Long Yi didn't wake them. He got up, dressed, covered them with blankets, and left. When he came out of his third mother-in-law Chen Xiumei's room, he was about to go to Hua Qiaoxian to ask if he had succeeded when he saw Hua Qiaoxian rushing over. Before Long Yi could ask, Hua Qiaoxian said, "Husband, where have you been all afternoon? I've been looking for you all afternoon, but I haven't seen you anywhere. I've taken care of what you asked me to do. My mother is waiting for you in her room now. Go quickly!"

Hearing Hua Qiaoxian's words, Long Yi was overjoyed. He kissed Hua Qiaoxian on the cheek and said to her, "Thank you, my wife. I will never let you down in this life. I'm going now." After saying that, he walked towards Zhang Xiuyun's room. Watching Long Yi's departing figure and hearing what she had just said, Hua Qiaoxian was very happy.

Long Yi entered Zhang Xiuyun's bedroom. The bedroom was elegantly furnished, filled with the fragrance of women and the scent of cosmetics. As soon as Long Yi entered, he saw Zhang Xiuyun. She was wearing a tight-fitting purple gauze dress that shimmered. The silk skirt was thin, and her delicate body exuded a rich fragrance. Her face was extremely beautiful, with willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Her eyes were like cold stars, sparkling brightly. Her skin was so smooth and delicate that it was as white as jade, so tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out with a gentle touch. Her figure was perfect, neither too plump nor too thin. She was truly a masterpiece of nature. What was most captivating was the voluptuous figure that she displayed in conjunction with her graceful movements. She was stunningly beautiful, like a celestial being. Through the thin purple gauze, one could vaguely see her snow-white and delicate skin and her curvaceous figure. She exuded a mature charm, elegance, and beauty, and her swaying hair carried a fragrant scent.

"You've arrived."

Zhang Xiuyun, unable to bear Long Yi's scrutinizing gaze, was extremely nervous, but she feigned calmness as she spoke.

"My mother-in-law had an appointment, so of course I had to hurry."

Long Yi said exaggeratedly, trying to ease Zhang Xiuyun's nervousness. Sure enough, seeing Long Yi's exaggerated expression and hearing Zhang Xiuyun giggle, her nervousness subsided somewhat.

"My mother-in-law's smile is truly captivating, a smile that could topple cities and kingdoms."

Long Yi spoke sweetly, suddenly catching a whiff of a delicate fragrance, which aroused his desire; the fragrance was simply too pleasant.

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Zhang Xiuyun said

with a coquettish laugh. As Zhang Xiuyun giggled, Long Yi took a few steps closer. "No, no, I know my mother-in-law will be waiting for me tonight, and I've been thinking about you the whole time."

"I don't believe it!" Zhang Xiuyun said shyly as Long Yi approached.

“Then I’ll prove it with my actions,”

Long Yi said, wrapping one arm around Zhang Xiuyun’s slender waist and lifting her chin with the other. They gazed at each other for a moment, Zhang Xiuyun blushing crimson under his gaze, her heart pounding, her breath quickening, and a shiver running through her body.

Without needing further words, Long Yi lowered his head and kissed Zhang Xiuyun’s cherry lips. At first, Zhang Xiuyun shyly turned her head away, but Long Yi cupped her cheeks in his hands, turning her face towards him and kissing her. Zhang Xiuyun opened her lips and sealed Long Yi’s mouth with her tongue, and the two began to passionately lick each other.

Long Yi held Zhang Xiuyun close, kissing her with one arm, while his other hand slipped inside her open collar, reaching into her tight bodice. Her full, round breasts, like inflated balloons, felt soft and elastic to the touch. He played with them, kneading her nipples, finding the sensation incredibly pleasurable. His other hand grasped Zhang Xiuyun's plump, round buttocks, caressing and kneading them—full, soft, and incredibly elastic.

Zhang Xiuyun, panting softly, arched her buttocks, making them even more prominent, allowing Long Yi's lustful hands more freedom to explore and do as he pleased. As Zhang Xiuyun moved, Long Yi detected a fragrance in his nose. Under these circumstances, he couldn't help but rub his face against Zhang Xiuyun's buttocks, searching for that scent.

Immediately, Long Yi felt that the fragrance intensified whenever his face moved closer to the groin between Zhang Xiuyun's legs, and became fainter when his face moved away. He quickly realized that the fragrance emanated from Zhang Xiuyun's vaginal opening, a unique scent characteristic of a woman's body, now slightly mixed with the smell of vaginal fluid. Having found the

source of the fragrance, Long Yi felt a slight sense of relief. He began to tease Zhang Xiuyun by rubbing his face against her full, round buttocks, while simultaneously caressing her firm, straight thighs, appreciating their fullness and elasticity. Finally, he slowly moved his hand towards the softest and most mysterious triangle of Zhang Xiuyun's body.

Long Yi's intention was clear: he wanted to use his fingers to experience the triangular area between her legs, the place that exuded the unique fragrance of a woman's body that stimulated male desire. Zhang Xiuyun felt that with Long Yi's hot breath, waves of warm masculine breath exhaled from his nose, gently brushing against the delicate skin of her buttocks, causing goosebumps to rise on her otherwise smooth skin.

At the same time, Zhang Xiuyun also felt Long Yi's hands, which were caressing her thighs, sliding towards the softest and most mysterious slightly raised triangle between her legs. Aroused by this, Zhang Xiuyun couldn't help but tremble slightly all over, and a shy and unbearable expression appeared on her delicate face. Her large, watery eyes, under Long Yi's teasing, couldn't help but shoot out a spark of desire.

Soon, Long Yi realized that the clothes that tightly wrapped around Zhang Xiuyun's full and elastic buttocks were the biggest obstacle to him enjoying the sensual sensations they brought him. Under these circumstances, Long Yi couldn't help but resent the clothes. So he opened his mouth wide and bit the pants that were tightly wrapped around Zhang Xiuyun's full and elastic buttocks. With a slight effort, he heard a hissing sound and the pants were torn open.

The soft hissing sound reached Long Yi's ears, making his already impulsive blood boil. He pressed his advantage, biting and tearing at the pants that tightly hugged Zhang Xiuyun's round and pert buttocks. Several soft tearing sounds rang out as Long Yi's mouth ripped the pants that hugged Zhang Xiuyun's buttocks to shreds, revealing Zhang Xiuyun's snow-white buttocks to him in full, tempting him.

The soft hissing sound brought Zhang Xiuyun slightly back to her senses from her dazed state. In this situation, Zhang Xiuyun immediately knew what Long Yi was doing, so she couldn't help but twist her body, pleading with Long Yi with a hint of shyness, "No...no...no..."

But although Zhang Xiuyun said these words, her twisting body showed how panicked she was. Was her twisting body responding to Long Yi's actions, or was she struggling involuntarily in front of him? Perhaps only Zhang Xiuyun herself knew the answer.

Through the torn panties that tightly hugged Zhang Xiuyun's round and pert buttocks, Long Yi saw that the smooth and snow-white skin on Zhang Xiuyun's full and elastic buttocks was now exposed, radiating a dazzling light in front of him and tempting his senses. Although the panties were still there faithfully fulfilling their duty, tightly hugging Zhang Xiuyun's snow-white buttocks, the scene made her buttocks look even more lewd.

Seeing Zhang Xiuyun's snow-white skin on her buttocks displayed before him, Long Yi felt a slight heat rise in his heart. Under these circumstances, as if silently summoned by Zhang Xiuyun's beautiful, snow-white buttocks, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and begin to gently lick the full and elastic buttocks that were tightly wrapped around Zhang Xiuyun. At the same time, Long Yi's hands went to the softest and most mysterious place between Zhang Xiuyun's legs, which was tightly wrapped in her panties, and began to tease her between her legs through the panties. A strange feeling surged into his heart, and excitement shone in Long Yi's eyes.

"Ouch..."

Zhang Xiuyun frowned, moaning softly as she nestled in Long Yi's arms. Her whole body trembled as if she'd been electrocuted—a natural reaction of a woman to the caresses of a man. Zhang Xiuyun tried to twist her body to escape Long Yi's teasing, but he held her tightly, preventing her from breaking free. This only intensified his arousal. Suddenly, Long Yi reached into Zhang Xiuyun's pubic area, touching her secret place. From her plump mons pubis to her buttocks, her vulva was covered in thick, long pubic hair, and her clitoris was particularly large.

"Mother-in-law, you're so sensitive," Long Yi said.

This shy and alluring mature beauty, Zhang Xiuyun, was already overflowing with desire, her wet, sticky fluids covering Long Yi's hand.

"Oh...please take your hand out...I...I can't take it...anymore..."

Zhang Xiuyun was overwhelmed by Long Yi's hands, her desire ignited, her body aching unbearably. Her legs tightly gripped his teasing hands. Although her desire was burning fiercely, her valley was itchy and empty, desperately needing a thick, hard, hot thing to ravage her and relieve her burning urges. However, she was, after all, a respectable woman, and had never been with any man other than her husband, Hua Yuanwai. She felt a little afraid and shy.

"Ah...ah...no...don't...I...I'm so scared..." Zhang Xiuyun said shyly.

"Mother-in-law, what are you afraid of? Father-in-law has passed away. If he knows this in heaven, he will forgive you. Don't be afraid, I'll carry you to bed and let you experience the pleasures of life."

Long Yi suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed, showering Zhang Xiuyun with passionate kisses.

Zhang Xiuyun wrapped her arms around Long Yi's neck, nestled in his embrace, and let him do as he pleased. Long Yi placed Zhang Xiuyun on the bed, stripped her naked, and then quickly stripped himself bare. He abruptly jumped onto the bed and held her tightly in his arms. Zhang Xiuyun's body trembled, her arms also tightly wrapped around him, and she pressed her luscious red lips to Long Yi's. The two kissed passionately.

Long Yi was surprised that Zhang Xiuyun, who was over forty years old, had such beautiful breasts. They were as white as snow and as firm as frost, high and upright like two mountain peaks, with nipples as red as grapes. Without hesitation, Long Yi reached out and grasped one of her large breasts; it was soft and incredibly elastic, and the touch was extremely pleasant and wonderful.

Long Yi frantically rubbed, kneaded, pinched, and stroked, playing with one nipple after another. Her two nipples were kneaded until they stood erect and hard as pebbles. He admired Zhang Xiuyun's jade-like body as he played with her. Zhang Xiuyun's snow-white, delicate body was truly a masterpiece of God. Even though she was over forty, her skin was still so smooth and delicate; her curves were still so slender and graceful; her face was charming and alluring, truly dazzling and radiant. Especially her plump mons pubis, covered with a thick, dark, and long patch of pubic hair, was so sexy and captivating. Her lower abdomen was so flat and smooth. Her pink buttocks were round and large, and her pink legs were long and slender. Although she was past her prime, she still maintained such a plump, smooth, and intoxicating body; her charm was truly unparalleled.

"A beauty, a beauty! Truly a beauty rarely seen in this world."

Long Yi was speechless, his eyes blazing with desire, his heart burning with lust, his expression tense and excited. He really wanted to swallow Zhang Xiuyun whole and devour her with gusto. But then he thought, such a dignified, elegant, shy and charming beauty could not be rushed. If he were to finish her off in a few strokes, she would not only fail to get the pleasure of lovemaking, but it would also be a loss. He had to be calm and composed, steady and methodical, so that she could get the highest enjoyment, and she would love him forever and be obsessed with him.

So Long Yi lowered his head and began to suck and bite Zhang Xiuyun's rosy nipple, while his other hand caressed and kneaded her other breast, and his other hand caressed her white and tender plump buttocks, and then moved to her hairy and plump cleft, teasing it until his hand was covered with wet lustful fluid.

Under these circumstances, Long Yi involuntarily withdrew his lecherous hand, which had been resting between Zhang Xiuyun's legs. With a nimble movement, his fingers slipped into her overflowing, lustful vaginal canal, and began thrusting in and out.

As soon as one finger entered, Long Yi immediately felt how wide Zhang Xiuyun's pink slit was, easily large enough to swallow another finger. In this state, Long Yi couldn't help but insert another finger, and together they stirred within the pink slit between Zhang Xiuyun's legs. The sizzling sound made by the fingers stirring within the slit excited Long Yi.

Long Yi felt that, under his teasing, streams of lustful fluid were flowing continuously from the beautiful passage between Zhang Xiuyun's legs, running down his fingers onto the bed. The warm and moist sensation inside that passage gave Long Yi an indescribable feeling of pleasure. Under these circumstances, Long Yi couldn't help but forcefully insert his finger into Zhang Xiuyun's beautiful passage. He wanted to explore the secrets of Zhang Xiuyun's beautiful passage and see just how deep it was.

But Long Yi soon felt disappointed. He had already inserted his entire finger into Zhang Xiuyun's vaginal canal, but his finger still hadn't reached the end. Under these circumstances, Long Yi abandoned his idea of exploring the end of Zhang Xiuyun's delicate body and instead inserted his finger deep into her vaginal canal, stirring it around and teasing her sexy and sensitive body to his heart's content.

"Ah... Yi... I... I can't take it anymore... It's so itchy inside..."

Zhang Xiuyun felt Long Yi's actions, and her excitement grew even stronger. A strange feeling surged through her, causing waves of pleasure to wash over her. Long Yi's skillful teasing techniques made Zhang Xiuyun experience for the first time in her life how a man's tongue and fingers could excite her so much. Under this intense stimulation, a look of longing for the man appeared in Zhang Xiuyun's large, watery eyes, and her body writhed like a water snake under the teasing of Long Yi's tongue and hands. At the same time, a faint moan escaped from Zhang Xiuyun's sexy, thin lips. Her moans were: "Yi'er... Husband... You... You're so amazing... You... Your tongue... Your fingers... Make me... Make my heart itch..."

Hearing Zhang Xiuyun's words, Long Yi knew it was time. After licking Zhang Xiuyun's Peach Blossom Spring Cave clean, he mounted his horse and spread Zhang Xiuyun's two round pink legs apart, placing them on his shoulders. He placed a pillow under her plump buttocks, making Zhang Xiuyun's full, hairy mons pubis appear even more prominent and erect. Between the two thick, hairy, purplish-red labia majora, the red Peach Blossom Spring Cave was nestled, with streams flowing out. Long Yi held his thick, long, enormous member in his hand and first rubbed the entrance with the head of his penis. He saw her plump buttocks thrusting upwards continuously as she was rubbed.

Long Yi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire within him, and touched the already swollen, purplish-red dragon head to Zhang Xiuyun's slippery, wet petals. The glans of the dragon head rubbed up and down along the gap between the two tender red petals, and a drop of crystal-clear, thick nectar overflowed from the pink and bright red flesh. After rubbing the dragon head between Zhang Xiuyun's flesh for a while, Long Yi felt that her lustful fluids were increasing and her beautiful orifice was hot, so it was time to proceed. He thrust his hips forward with a "whoosh," and his enormous member had penetrated about four or five inches. At this moment, taking advantage of the slippery and greasy lustful fluid, Long Yi's enormous member spread open Zhang Xiuyun's tender pink petals and pushed in. He felt the swollen enormous member being tightly wrapped by a layer of soft flesh.

"Ah..."

Zhang Xiuyun cried out softly. The fullness in her lower body made her feel extremely comfortable. She trembled and bounced up and down like a galloping horse.

Long Yi cheered with delight, his large hands busy at work, reaching up to her breasts and squeezing her full, white breasts into balls, kneading, twisting, pinching, and rubbing them vigorously, as if trying to burst those two swollen breasts. It felt

so good! Long Yi lifted Zhang Xiuyun from the bed, his hands tightly gripping her waist, lifting her up so she was suspended in mid-air, as if flying. Just as his penis was about to leave her wet, hot vagina, he gave a sudden burst of strength, causing Zhang Xiuyun's body to plummet down with powerful acceleration. A single thrust, straight to the heart of her flower. Zhang Xiuyun's head was held high, her slightly damp hair hanging low in the air. As she fell, her hair spread out, flowing freely, some even reaching in front of Long Yi.

The ticklish sensation was incredibly provocative. Long Yi couldn't resist leaning forward and biting Zhang Xiuyun's erect, hard nipple. As Zhang Xiuyun's body rose and fell, the breast he was biting was pulled down and up, while the other full breast bounced up and down like a little rabbit. Amidst the constant pleasure emanating from his lower body, this slight pain didn't diminish his passion; instead, it further stimulated his lust.

Watching Zhang Xiuyun's ecstatic expression, listening to her hysterical moans, and hearing the "plop plop" sounds coming from her vagina, Long Yi was intoxicated. A sense of conquest welled up within him; a man's duty is to make a woman happy. Tonight, he would completely conquer Zhang Xiuyun. Long Yi

held Zhang Xiuyun's slender waist with one hand, continuing his "flying immortal" mission; his other hand slid down her snowy buttocks, spreading apart her plump buttocks with two fingers, and using one finger to begin probing her anus.

The three forces attacked Zhang Xiuyun relentlessly. Her vagina was filled with continuous pleasure, her anus with a strange and wonderful fullness, and her breasts with a slight, pulling pain. Overwhelmed by these three sensations, Zhang Xiuyun let out a soft moan of pleasure, her vagina overflowing with fluids as she awaited orgasm. In that split second, taking advantage of the overflowing fluids, Long Yi thrust his hard, thick penis upwards with tremendous force.

"Ah..."

Zhang Xiuyun screamed, her entire body convulsing as if in a seizure.

Long Yi released her breasts, kissing her fragrant lips passionately, his hands once again resting on her waist. This time, the thrusts were no longer a furious storm; the frequency slowed, becoming gentle yet continuous, pushing Zhang Xiuyun to the peak of pleasure, into the abyss of desire.

Zhang Xiuyun had never experienced such a thick, long, and powerful penis from Long Yi, nor such exquisite and captivating technique. As he thrust and pumped into her with force, she trembled and cried out, "Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...you're going to...fuck me to death...ah...I can't take it...please...please have mercy on me..."

Long Yi then suddenly jerked his hips, and his hard penis squeezed into her muddy vagina without hesitation.

"Ah...good husband...good husband...you...you're fucking me...I can't take it anymore..."

Zhang Xiuyun's eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, her arms tightly wrapped around Long Yi's shoulders and neck, her warm, tender tongue intertwined with Long Yi's large tongue, her mouth uttering soft moans, her slender waist and snowy buttocks swaying gently, welcoming Long Yi's thrusts, her long, rounded jade legs tightly wrapped around his waist, rubbing against him like an octopus, clinging to his strong body, enjoying the wonderful sensation of his large penis riding in her vagina.

Long Yi put Zhang Xiuyun on the bed, then pulled his body forcefully and rapidly, thrusting violently, as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he penetrated that alluring thing. Zhang Xiuyun was driven to ecstasy by the penetration, her hair disheveled, panting heavily, moaning softly, her eyes glazed over, her whole body in blissful pleasure. Her clothes were soaked with fragrant sweat and vaginal fluid. She convulsed, tightly embracing Long Yi's waist and back, her hot love juices gushing forth again. Long Yi felt an unbearable tingling sensation at his head, finally unable to hold back any longer, erupting like a volcano, ejaculating hot lava deep into Zhang Xiuyun's love cave. The two embraced, reaching the peak of passion together…

Finally, when Zhang Xiuyun fell asleep in Long Yi's arms, it signified that all the women of the Hua family had become Long Yi's women.

(05-19
Chapter 027 Sleeping Together) Dawn

broke, the eastern sky gradually turning white. A rosy hue, like gauze, slowly spread across the clear blue sky, the air becoming increasingly cool. Birds chirped and chattered, their joyful songs echoing through the branches and leaves.

The sun was already high in the sky when Zhang Xiuyun woke up first. Looking at Long Yi, still asleep on the bed, she saw that his enormous member, which had once given her unparalleled pleasure, now lay limp between her legs, looking incredibly cute. That member reminded her of the pleasurable sensations of the previous night, and she couldn't resist reaching out her delicate hand to grasp it, slowly stroking it. Long Yi's insertion had already brought her intense pleasure, giving her the highest level of enjoyment in the world, so she was now seizing this rare opportunity to savor it fully.

She kept savoring the sweet sensation of last night's thrusting, her heart gradually becoming itchy, and she involuntarily began to vigorously stroke her manhood, hoping it would become erect soon. At this moment, Long Yi, who was sound asleep, was awakened by Zhang Xiuyun's vigorous stroking. He opened his eyes and saw his beautiful mother-in-law, Zhang Xiuyun, lewdly playing with his manhood again.

Zhang Xiuyun was sitting on the bed, her snow-white body, two firm breasts, round and pert buttocks, and slender waist truly beautiful and incredibly sexy. Looking at this goddess-like body, Long Yi couldn't resist pressing her down beneath him, his right hand holding her slender waist, his left hand around her neck, his lips pressed against her slightly parted, moist lips, kissing her passionately, while simultaneously rubbing his chest against her firm breasts, his legs constantly stretching and writhing.

Long Yi's body pressed tightly against her soft, white body, and he rubbed his feet against her delicate little feet. He kissed and held her tighter, kissing her small mouth while rubbing his legs against her plump, white calves, and his penis against her smooth, soft abdomen and the area around her vulva. Then he rubbed her breasts with his hands. Zhang Xiuyun gradually wrapped her arms around Long Yi, who was pressing down on her, and put her tongue into Long Yi's mouth. Her body twisted and turned, and the two of them rolled around on the pink sheets, tightly embracing each other.

After a long while, Long Yi grabbed Zhang Xiuyun's two jade breasts with his hands, gently touching and rubbing them. Then he put his head between her thighs and kissed her vulva, licking her labia majora and minora, sucking on her clitoris, and sucking on her vagina with his tongue. Zhang Xiuyun's vagina was being sucked until it was overflowing with lustful fluids. Her supine body writhed and trembled like a lion dancer, her face flushed, panting softly, occasionally letting out moans of pleasure: "Mmm," "Hmm," "Oh," "Hey."

At this moment, Long Yi had inserted his hard, large penis fully into Zhang Xiuyun's wet vagina. Her labia were swollen and flattened, the tightness of her vagina enveloping his penis completely, making Long Yi feel as if a large foot was wearing a pair of tight new shoes. He began to slowly and gently thrust in and out, until Zhang Xiuyun's vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids, producing a series of "plop" sounds. Zhang Xiuyun's vaginal opening and the groin areas of both men were soaked with her fluids. She trembled with pleasure, moaning softly.

Every time Long Yi's large penis penetrated her, Zhang Xiuyun instinctively lifted her buttocks and thrust upwards, contracting her vaginal walls to forcefully clamp down on the glans. The deeper it went in, the more pleasurable she felt; she truly wished Long Yi could insert his testicles as well. After a period of gentle, slow thrusting, Long Yi suddenly accelerated, thrusting his large penis in and out faster and faster. He was now even more enthusiastic, increasing the speed of his thrusts, his large penis moving in and out of her vagina rapidly, churning the vaginal fluids with a "plop, plop" sound.

The large amount of vaginal fluid that continued to gush out from Zhang Xiuyun produced a unique stimulation for Long Yi, who was so stimulated that he grabbed her two pink legs, hoisted them onto his shoulders, and thrust in harder and harder with each stroke. This was terrible for Zhang Xiuyun, because her white buttocks were suspended in the air, her vulva raised high, unable to resist. After only a few thrusts, Zhang Xiuyun felt a wave of dizziness and fainted. Soon, she was violently thrust into several more times, waking her up. She cried out in a trembling voice, "Oh...oh...husband...oh...hey...my darling...husband...I...I'm dying...oh...oh...hey...ah...my darling...hurry up and throw it in...hurry...hurry...oh...oh..."

"Oh...ah...yes...yes...husband...oh...oh...hey...ah...I can't take it anymore...husband...please...have mercy...oh...hey..."

"Mother-in-law, tell me, do I know how to insert it? Am I inserting it well?"

"Yi'er...good husband...your darling is so big...and you know how to insert it...it's killing me...you insert it so well...Yi'er...please insert it gently...put my legs down...I can't take it anymore...oh..."

“Mother-in-law, I will. I like to hear you moan loudly and wantonly, I want you to moan from the bottom of your heart.” As Long Yi said this, he began to thrust gently and slowly. Zhang Xiuyun felt very comfortable in her vagina, and her juices were flowing. Just as she was enjoying herself, Long Yi’s hand slapped her snow-white and round buttocks with a “smack”.

Zhang Xiuyun couldn't help but moan loudly, "Oh...oh...my big treasure...husband...oh...oh...oh...I can't take it...big treasure...you're going to kill your mother-in-law...oh...oh...oh...your big glans is killing...me...Yi'er...you're so cruel...oh...oh...be gentle...Yi'er...oh...oh...my...darling...I...I really admire you...oh...ah...my wet hole is so pleasurable...so beautiful...oh...oh...oh...oh...hey...ah...Yi'er...good husband...my big treasure...husband...ah...oh...oh...good Yi'er...you've lost it...oh...oh...oh...good husband...your semen is so plentiful...oh...oh...hey...ah...oh...my little hole...my hole is so hot...oh..."

Long Yi ejaculated, put down Zhang Xiuyun's legs, rested for a while, and then the two of them got dressed and left the room. When Long Yi and Zhang Xiuyun arrived in the living room, they found Hua Qiaoxian, Tang Rushuang, and their three mothers-in-law already waiting. Seeing the women's expressions, Zhang Xiuyun felt inexplicably shy. Fortunately, Long Yi didn't tease her. After they sat down, the maids automatically withdrew, leaving only Zhang Xiuyun's five mothers-in-law, Long Yi, and Hua Qiaoxian in the room.

Seeing that no one else was around, Long Yi no longer hesitated and began discussing their future plans with them.

Long Yi told them that he had important matters to attend to and had been there for some time, so it was time to leave. The women were all reluctant to part with him, and Long Yi quickly suggested that they leave with him. Some of them were tempted, and Long Yi then led them into his ring, which contained its own private space. Seeing that Long Yi possessed such a magical item, the women, also wanting to be with their beloved forever, agreed to his suggestion. Long Yi then saw them off, instructing them to sell some of the shops in the Hua family mansion and dismiss the maids, only needing to take some money and food. The women understood. Long Yi told them he had some things to do and would come back for them when he was done, and then he left.

Long Yi quickly arrived at the county government office. He quietly slipped inside and first went to the residence of the prefect's wife, Shen Yuying. Shen Yuying had just gotten up and was getting ready when suddenly someone quickly pushed open the door and rushed in. Shen Yuying was startled, and when she saw who it was, she realized it was Long Yi. She quickly asked Long Yi what he was doing there. Long Yi also told her his purpose, and finally asked if she would like to go with him. Shen Yuying was very tempted. She had no feelings for this prefect, and his life or death was none of her business, so she readily agreed. Long Yi told her to pack her things, and that he would come to pick her up after dealing with the prefect, and then he went out again.

When she found the prefect, he was discussing something with someone. Long Yi looked closely and realized that the person was none other than the steward who had escaped from the Hua family mansion. Sure enough, he had gotten his hands on him without any effort. At this moment, they were discussing how to divide the Hua family's wealth. The more Long Yi listened, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but step out. The steward was terrified when he saw that it was Long Yi. He already knew that Long Yi had ordered the Hua family's servants to search for him. It seemed that his poisoning of Master Hua had been exposed. The steward hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, but Long Yi didn't bother to waste words on him and ended his lowly life with a single palm strike. The prefect was stunned by what he saw. He was about to shout for help when he realized he was having trouble breathing and couldn't speak. He struggled with his obese body, pleading with Long Yi to spare his life. Long Yi didn't even glance at him. He choked the prefect dead. Looking at the two men lying on the ground, Long Yi thought to himself: Father-in-law, I have finally avenged you. You can rest in peace now!

After standing there for a while, Long Yi left the room and quickly went to the room of the prefect's wife, Shen Yuying. Shen Yuying had already packed her things. Seeing Long Yi's return, she understood that the prefect was dead. She was inevitably a little sad, but thinking of the happy days to come, Shen Yuying was no longer sad. Long Yi put Shen Yuying into his ring and then left the county office and returned to the Hua family mansion. When he returned to the Hua family mansion, the servants and maids had already dispersed. Hua Qiaoxian and her five mothers-in-law had already packed their bags. When Long Yi saw the women, he didn't say anything, but directly put them into his ring, and then put himself into the ring as well.

The women were somewhat surprised to see the Prefect's wife, Shen Yuying, there, but considering Long Yi's lecherous nature, they weren't so surprised. Soon, they were chatting, calling each other sisters. Long Yi was very pleased to see them getting along so harmoniously. At this moment, the ring was filled with beauties: Hua Qiaoxian, Zhang Xiuyun, Tang Rushuang, Chen Xiumei, Han Fengxian, Huang Yueying, and Shen Yuying—a dazzling array. And within the ring was only Long Yi, the only man. The feeling of being surrounded by such good fortune was something few could understand.

Looking at these seven women, Long Yi couldn't resist. His lecherous hands began to grope them, while the women, with their smooth-talking tactics, half-pushed, half-rejected, and aloof demeanor, cooperated with him. Amused, Long Yi forgot all about their affection and excitedly tore their clothes to shreds, scattering them all over the ground.

The seven beauties each possessed their own unique allure. Their tall, slender figures didn't appear imposing, their watery eyes weren't seductive, their hair was like mist, their faces blushed with shyness—everything in them was perfectly proportioned, neither too much nor too little. They were truly celestial beings on earth. Long Yi's heart pounded, and his desire rose.

After Long Yi stripped naked, a fierce slaughter ensued! Long Yi rampaged through the fragrant orifices and chrysanthemum buds of these seven beauties. Their tender flesh gripped him tightly, and every thrust, penetration, and ramming required several times more effort than usual, but also brought him dozens of times more pleasure. At this moment, he couldn't hear their pleas for mercy, and even if he could, he couldn't stop in this out-of-control situation. He could only keep rushing forward, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing...

one after another, in a daze, unable to distinguish one from another. He only knew that rings of tender flesh tightly gripped his root, the tightness even causing him pain. However, behind those rings of tender flesh was a tight, warm, and soft place, as beautiful as a fairyland.

The seven women experienced repeated orgasms, and Long Yi worked even harder. At this moment, the desires deep within the hearts of the seven women had been completely aroused by Long Yi. When the excitement reached its peak, even though reason remained, they could no longer stop their instinctive demands. The pleasure surged like waves, making them tremble with comfort. Instantly, shame, embarrassment, and dignity were all thrown aside. Not only did they stop begging for mercy and resisting, but they also instinctively raised their plump buttocks. Long Yi thrust in and out vigorously, and his offensive slowly unfolded as he began to penetrate the tight and hot anuses of the seven women.

Amidst soft moans and groans, the spring water in the valley flowed continuously, their slender waists thrusting back and forth, responding to Long Yi's onslaught, their mouths emitting encouraging moans… The beauties

' slender waists swayed instinctively, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, their tender lips trembling and opening and closing, they gasped and moaned as they climaxed one after another…

one after another, incredibly stimulating, incredibly exciting…

The seven women were moved to the extreme, their minds reeling from the pleasure, and just as they were panting heavily, Long Yi pounced on them.

The seven beauties seemed to be in paradise, wave after wave of indescribable pleasure shaking every inch of their skin, they let out earth-shattering cries of ecstasy, reaching unprecedented climaxes one after another…

The seven women moaned softly, climbing peak after peak of pleasure with Long Yi as they descended into the depths of ecstasy.

After a passionate and tumultuous encounter, Long Yi was seen rolling and intertwining with seven naked bodies on the bed...

The seven beauties and Long Yi's frenzied performance, the men and women mated and merged in a mad and reckless manner...

The surging yin essence and jade fluid soaked his enormous member, gradually flowing out of the flower chamber, flowing out of the jade stream, flowing out of the valley, wetting a large area of the white sheets...

When Long Yi came to his senses from among the seven women, he looked at the seven naked beauties lying beside him, and a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart. He covered the seven women with the blankets, then left the ring and walked out of Taizhou City.

Chapter 28 A Sensual Rescue

It was already afternoon when Long Yi emerged from the ring. The murder of the prefect had been discovered, and Taizhou City was under martial law to track down the killer. However, Long Yi easily escaped the city. By the time he reached the next city, it was already dark. Long Yi was hungry, so he randomly chose a decent-looking restaurant and ate a hearty meal.

"Sir, would you like a room, a meal, or a drink?" the waiter

greeted him as he entered.

Long Yi coughed lightly and said, "A room and a meal, hmm, the best room and the best food."

The waiter said to Long Yi, "Alright, please come in."

As Long Yi entered the inn, he took out a silver ingot and tossed it in front of the innkeeper, saying, "Room first, then bring the food to my room."

Seeing the silver ingot, the innkeeper immediately greeted Long Yi like he was seeing his own father. He knew these chivalrous figures were always generous and skilled in martial arts; he couldn't afford to offend them.

"Alright, alright, sir, this way please."

The innkeeper waved his hand and said, "Erniu, quick, the top-tier room at Fugui Building."

Long Yi followed the waiter named Erniu into the inner courtyard of Tianya Pavilion and headed to the top floor of a wooden building with at least five stories. He tossed out a "Hurry up and bring the food over!" and closed the door.

The inn where Long Yi was currently staying was the tallest building in the city, and now that it was on the rooftop, he could see the entire city from the window.

As Long Yi admired the city view, he suddenly saw a dark figure carrying a woman in a phoenix coronet and wedding robes fly past from the opposite direction. Long Yi saw that the dark figure was carrying a woman and immediately realized that this person must be a womanizer. Long Yi loved to play the hero and save the beauty, especially since the other party was a womanizer. Without thinking, he immediately jumped out of the window and ran after him. The womanizer seemed to have heard that someone was chasing him and quickened his pace, running towards the outskirts of the city.

Long Yi frantically pursued the dark figure ahead, only to discover that the opponent's lightness skill was astonishing; the opponent could run so fast while carrying someone, it was truly amazing. Long Yi chased for twenty miles, through dense forests dotted with mountain waterfalls and streams. When Long Yi reached this point, he found that the opponent had vanished.

Just as Long Yi was at a loss for what to do, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help, "Help..." The voice stopped abruptly before it could finish, clearly being restrained. Long Yi immediately rushed towards the direction from which the sound came.

Inside a cave, a campfire flickered, illuminating the cave walls. On the grassy ground, a graceful figure lay prone. In the cold moonlight of the night, her bright red wedding robes were particularly striking. This woman was the one Long Yi had seen being abducted by the dark figure. Tonight, she should have been in the hall worshipping heaven and earth with her groom, but instead, she had been kidnapped by villains and brought to this desolate wilderness.

A gentle breeze ruffled the woman's dark hair, revealing a fair and rosy face. Her pearl-encrusted phoenix crown had fallen to one side. After a moment, she stirred slightly, letting out a soft moan, then her eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes. Realizing she was in an unfamiliar place, she couldn't help but recall her earlier ordeal. A soft cry escaped her lips as she scrambled to her feet.

"Little beauty, where do you think you're going?" A lewd laugh rang in her ears, and then a pair of men's boots appeared on the grass before her.

"Ah, help..."

The woman screamed and stumbled backward, pleading for mercy in terror. But before she could finish, the shadowy figure subdued her. At that moment, the woman finally saw the man's face clearly. He was dressed in jet black, tall and slender, about thirty years old, with a fair complexion and skin as radiant as a woman's. His alluring eyes gleamed with a lewd smile, making the woman tremble uncontrollably, her face turning deathly pale.

Looking at the terrified expression on the woman's face, the shadowy figure said gently, "Miss, do not be afraid. I invited you here tonight only because I admire your beauty. I only desire a night of pleasure and will never harm you." Hearing this,

the woman's face turned ashen, her eyes filled with terror and confusion. Tears welled in her eyes, but because her pressure points were sealed, she could not speak, only looking at the shadowy figure with pleading eyes.

"Hehehe, miss, don't worry. Once you've tasted the pleasures of being a woman, you'll be begging to have sex with me. You won't even remember your useless husband!" The shadowy figure leered arrogantly, slowly approaching the woman.

Although the woman knew no martial arts, she was strong-willed. Seeing she couldn't escape his clutches, she tried to bite her tongue to preserve her purity. Unfortunately, the shadowy figure wouldn't let her have her way. With a flick of his hand, he sent a powder into her nose.

The woman felt a wave of dizziness, followed by weakness in her limbs, though she remained conscious. Realizing she no longer had the ability to commit suicide, despair and bitterness overwhelmed her. She could only weep silently, tears blurring her delicate, lightly made-up face.

The shadowy figure's eyes gleamed with lust as he slowly extended his claws towards the bride in red on the ground. Although her body was weak and limp, the woman tried desperately to drag herself back, but it was all in vain.

With a "whoosh," the crimson cloak was forcibly ripped off by the dark figure and tossed aside. Tears streamed down

the woman's face, but they couldn't stop the figure's advance. Her voluptuous and slender figure was immediately revealed; even through her undergarment, her alluring curves were undeniable. The figure, like a wild beast pouncing on its prey, his eyes blazing with lust, chuckled and prepared to pounce.

"You lecherous thief, die!" Suddenly, an angry voice rang out. It was Long Yi, who had just arrived. Seeing the figure about to assault the woman, Long Yi shouted to stop him, simultaneously striking out with a palm strike. The figure's skill was formidable; before the palm could even reach him, he retreated like a gust of wind, swift as lightning.

As the shadowy figure retreated, he sneered, "Kid, who are you, ruining my plans?"

Long Yi grinned wickedly at him, "Hehehe, I'm your mother's lover. I'm here today to teach you a lesson, you spineless coward!"

"You're asking for death!" the shadowy figure roared, a sword appearing in his hand and thrusting towards Long Yi's chest.

A flash of light caught the shadowy figure's eye, followed by a muffled thud like a thunderclap, and a large section of the ground where the two stood was blown apart. Long Yi's chest tightened, his arm went numb, and he quickly retreated several steps, staring at his opponent with a grave expression. He hadn't expected his opponent's cultivation to be so profound; in their exchange, he hadn't gained the slightest advantage.

"Hehehe, kid, not bad! Why don't you come with me? We'll take turns with this chick tonight, and then we'll live a carefree life." The shadowy figure grinned wickedly at Long Yi. However, he immediately pulled out a hidden weapon, and several sharp whooshing sounds rang out as several thin blades gleaming with blue light shot towards Long Yi's chest.

"Carefree my ass!" Having experienced so much, Long Yi was not so easily fooled. The instant his opponent pulled out the hidden weapon, he had already moved several feet to the side, flicking his folding fan towards the shadowy figure's neck.

The shadowy figure dared not be careless in the face of Long Yi's fierce attack; he quickly fell backward to the side, then rolled to the side. The folding fan flew over the shadowy figure's head, then spun around and returned to Long Yi's hand.

Taking advantage of the shadowy figure's inability to rise, Long Yi pounced again, his attacks becoming even more ferocious. The shadowy figure hurriedly parried, and with a "bang," their forces collided, producing a muffled sound and sending grass clippings flying. Long Yi, having struck first, was largely unaffected by the attack. However, to his surprise, the shadowy figure used the force of the blow to leap towards the woman beside him.

"Not good!" Long Yi exclaimed, his expression changing drastically. He quickly gripped his fan handle, and fine needles shot from the fan ribs towards the shadowy figure. A muffled groan was heard, indicating the figure had been hit. Instantly, his face was shrouded in black mist, and even his arms turned a deep blue-green, clearly indicating poisoning.

Seeing that he was poisoned, the shadowy figure was filled with shock and rage. Forgetting about the woman, he turned and pounced on Long Yi like a roc spreading its wings, shouting, "You little thief, hand over the antidote!"

"I hate lecherous scoundrels the most! Today I'll cut off your little pecker!" Seeing the shadowy figure rushing towards him, Long Yi quickly met him. Bathed in moonlight, his handsome and resolute face exuded righteousness, giving off an aura of quiet authority.

The shadowy figure was enraged, his sword flashing like a dragon as he thrust directly at Long Yi. Although the poison had slowed his movements, his inner strength was formidable, allowing him to hold out for the time being. The two fought fiercely, sparing no effort, each wanting to kill the other.

"You motherfucker, you've eaten a mad dog's cunt!" Although Long Yi had the upper hand for the moment, he lacked experience. Even though his opponent was poisoned and seriously injured, his berserk rage forced him to temporarily retreat.

Seeing Long Yi's hesitation in fighting him, the shadowy figure intensified his attack. Long Yi felt the shadowy figure's attacks growing increasingly fierce, and he was struggling to defend himself. Just as he was trying to figure out how to escape and rescue the person, the shadowy figure suddenly changed his attack, using Long Yi's strength to drift into the dark forest in the distance, while simultaneously scattering a cloud of sleeping powder in Long Yi's direction. Long Yi hadn't expected the shadowy figure to be so cunning. He was about to give chase when a cloud of red mist approached. Knowing it was sleeping powder, he instinctively retreated.

At this moment, a voice filled with resentment came from afar: "Boy, we'll settle this score another day!" Hearing this, Long Yi could only grit his teeth and stare at the vaguely visible back.

At this moment, Long Yi felt immense regret. If he hadn't dodged the shadowy figure's scattered sleeping powder, perhaps this day next year would be his death anniversary. Unfortunately, the opportunity was gone forever. He feared that if they met again, they would never have such a chance again. Long Yi sighed inwardly.

As the shadowy figure disappeared into the distance, Long Yi finally snapped out of his daze and checked on the bride for injuries. Turning around, he couldn't help but curse, "You lecherous scoundrel, you're ruthless!"

The bride's clear eyes had become watery, brimming with allure and charm. Her exquisite face flushed crimson, incredibly seductive, and her moist, cherry-red lips occasionally emitted moans that could drive a man wild. Her perfectly slender legs rubbed together, and her jade-like hands simultaneously parted her outer garment, revealing her snow-white skin. Long Yi's lust surged, an urge to immediately abandon everything and make love to her.

He knew from her appearance that she had been drugged with a powerful aphrodisiac, and only sexual intercourse could neutralize it. However, she was somewhat delirious, and she was a bride. He hesitated, wondering if taking advantage of her vulnerability was wrong. Ultimately, he decided that saving her was the priority, and the bride's identity further excited him.

As the woman's breathing grew increasingly rapid, Long Yi swiftly stripped off the bride's undergarments. When he removed her last piece of clothing, a pair of panties as thin as a cicada's wing, he was astonished to find that the snow-white panties were already soaked with the love fluid secreted by the bride's lower body. Stripped naked, a naked body, equally exquisite, was revealed before his eyes. Thick, jet-black hair, arched eyebrows, long eyelashes covering her closed eyes, a small, straight nose, full, rosy lips, a face as beautiful as a flower, fair and delicate skin, and a devilishly curvaceous figure. Below her smooth abdomen, a patch of moist, soft pubic hair subtly concealed her alluring private parts. Her breasts were full and perky, rising and falling. Every part of her was beautiful and captivating. Looking at the bride's gorgeous, ethereal naked body, Long Yi felt dizzy and thirsty. He kissed her cherry-like lips that were moaning incessantly, his tongue entwining with her sweet saliva.

Driven by the aphrodisiac, the bride's body rubbed against Long Yi. He quickly embraced her, forcefully pressing her beautiful body beneath him, and sealed her full, red lips with his own. But the bride's reaction was unexpected. She extended her small, fragrant tongue, prying open Long Yi's teeth, and their tongues intertwined. Long Yi immediately sucked his large tongue into the bride's cherry-like mouth with relish. The bride's legs quickly wrapped around him, and Long Yi's buttocks pressed down, his swollen, hard erection pressing against the alluring entrance to her paradise. Just as he hesitated whether to enter immediately, the bride suddenly thrust her hips forward, her jade-like hands wrapped around his lower back pressing down forcefully. With a "plop," Long Yi's swollen member entered him completely.

"Ah—!" The bride's long scream ended her precious virginity. A string of bright red virgin blood dripped from the base of Long Yi's penis onto the white sheets. As the bride responded enthusiastically, Long Yi began to thrust vigorously. The bride's virgin vagina was very tight, but because it was already filled with abundant love fluid, the thrusting was not as difficult as expected. Perhaps due to the effects of the aphrodisiac, her tight and tender vagina was quite hot, and that hot and tight feeling gave Long Yi's thick penis an indescribable pleasure.

Long Yi thrust forcefully, each time penetrating deep into the depths of her flower. The bride's reaction grew stronger; her full buttocks arched rapidly, her small pearly teeth biting his tongue hard. Long Yi felt a slight pain and decided to regain the initiative. He used the back of his tongue to forcefully pry open the bride's teeth, then curled his tongue around her tender, fragrant tongue, sucking it into his mouth and swallowing her sweet saliva in large gulps. His hands, which had been holding the bride's slender waist, moved northward, directly attacking her pair of tender, full, and towering breasts. He twisted, rubbed, kneaded, pressed, lifted, pinched, ground, and rolled them, instantly transforming those elastic breasts into various shapes under his wanton manipulation.

"Mmm..." The bride let out intoxicating moans from her delicate nose, her lower body arching wildly. Finally, with a soft "Ah!" from the bride, her limbs tightened around Long Yi. Long Yi took a deep breath and thrust his thick, long penis deep into her tender flower. Immediately afterward, a gush of hot vaginal fluid shot out from the depths of the bride's flower, forcefully hitting the head of his penis. Long Yi trembled, an indescribable pleasure spreading throughout his body once more. In an instant, thick, viscous semen gushed out, and he and the stunningly beautiful bride simultaneously entered a blissful climax...

After the climax, the bride fell into a deep sleep, the aphrodisiac in her body completely removed. Looking at the woman beneath him, Long Yi felt a strange passion surge within him. The bride's exquisite face now wore a natural, innocent, and sweet smile, as if she were having a beautiful dream. Her relaxed brows also added a touch of the charm of a newlywed woman. Gazing at her beautiful sleeping face, so charming and lovely, Long Yi's heart was filled with boundless happiness, joy, and satisfaction. He closed his eyes and drifted into a sweet dream.

Chapter 29 Confessing Their Hearts

After an unknown amount of time, Long Yi was awakened by a soft sobbing sound. Opening his eyes, he saw that it was already dawn. Through the faint morning light, Long Yi found that his bride beside him was already dressed and sitting there, sobbing sadly. Long Yi quickly sat up straight and explained to her, "Miss, I'm sorry, last night I..."

The bride wiped away her tears, her face flushed with shame, and whispered, "Young master, it's not your fault. I know that if you hadn't saved me last night, I would probably have been taken by that lecherous thief... Although I lost my virginity to you, I don't regret it. It's just that last night was my wedding night, but my body is no longer pure. I have no face to go back and face them. I don't know what to do.

" Long Yi was deeply moved by his mother's understanding. He took her hand and comforted her, saying, "Please rest assured, young lady, I will take responsibility for my actions. As long as you don't mind, I will always cherish and love you, and I will never let you down."

The bride gazed at Long Yi with her large, watery eyes, then lowered her head and said, "With your words, I feel relieved. By the way, may I ask your name, young master?"

Long Yi quickly replied, "My name is Long Yi. May I ask your name, young lady?"

The bride's expression brightened noticeably, and she immediately appeared stunningly beautiful: "My name is Yuan Yufeng, and I will turn eighteen this May."

Long Yi excitedly said, "I am two months older than you. From now on, I will call you Yufeng, my little sister, okay?"

"Yes, I will call you Brother Yi."

As she spoke, Yuan Yufeng softly called out, "Brother Yi."

"Yes,"

Long Yi replied, feeling very happy. He suddenly thought that Yufeng was still a bride last night. Would walking with him now cause trouble for her family? He quickly asked, "Sister Yu Feng, may I ask who else is in your family?"

Yuan Yu Feng seemed to understand what Long Yi meant, and lowered her head sadly, saying, "I was separated from my parents when I was a child, and was later taken in and raised by the madam of a brothel. Yesterday, I was redeemed from the brothel by the groom to marry him, but I was kidnapped by a lecherous thief. Then I met you, Brother Yi. Brother Yi, you won't look down on me because I come from a brothel, will you?" She then sobbed again.

Hearing Yuan Yufeng's words, Long Yi felt saddened by her tragic plight. He quickly embraced her, gently wiping away her tears, and said tenderly, "Sister Yufeng, you are pure despite your surroundings. How could I despise you? I will cherish you and love you even more."

Hearing Long Yi's words, Yuan Yufeng knew she hadn't chosen the wrong person. She nestled gently in his arms. Looking at her endearing figure, Long Yi's heart stirred. He whispered in her ear, "Last night, due to the aphrodisiac, you probably felt nothing. Now, I want you to experience true pleasure."

With a soft "Mmm," Yuan Yufeng buried her head in Long Yi's chest. Long Yi lifted her delicate chin and kissed her. Half-heartedly, Yuan Yufeng's lips met his. Knowing he couldn't rush things, Long Yi began to gently lick her luscious lips, slowly sliding his tongue to tease her pearly white teeth. Yuan Yufeng's reaction grew more passionate. She parted her teeth slightly, extending her tender, fragrant tongue to intertwine with Long Yi's, their saliva mingling. Long Yi slipped his left hand under the hem of her bodice and pressed it against her full, firm right breast. Yuan Yufeng trembled as if electrocuted. With his right hand, Long Yi untied her bodice, gently helping her lie flat. He then took her left breast, kneading it incessantly, occasionally pinching her tender nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Soon, the small nipple swelled and hardened. Yuan Yufeng kissed Long Yi passionately while rubbing his back with her palm. Long Yi released Yuan Yufeng's small mouth and kissed her eyebrows, eyes, nose, earlobes, chin, and neck, finally lingering on her left breast, which bore red finger marks, sucking on the firm, rosy nipple. His right hand then moved down, caressing her smooth belly and entering her lush, fragrant pubic hair. Under Long Yi's three-pronged assault, Yuan Yufeng completely abandoned her restraint, letting out uncontrollable moans.

"Oh... ah... hey... um... ee-ya..."

Long Yi used his right fingers to part Yuan Yufeng's labia, his index finger accurately finding the clitoris above the vaginal opening, gently scraping it. Yuan Yufeng trembled violently, and thick, sticky love fluid gushed from her vulva. Long Yi quickly slid down, his lips accurately touching her wet vulva, licking the slippery love fluid into his stomach. A sweet sensation rushed to his nose, making him even more excited. Long Yi extended his long tongue and thrust it forcefully into her narrow vagina, his right index finger scraping the clitoris faster. "Ahhh," Yuan Yufeng's moans grew louder.

Long Yi's tongue probed deeper and deeper, its tip scraping incessantly against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Finally, amidst a series of muffled, dreamlike moans, Yuan Yufeng reached the peak of her desire.

After swallowing all the warm, sweet vaginal fluid gushing from her flower, he whispered to her, who was filled with infinite shyness, "Was it comfortable?"

Yuan Yufeng nodded, her eyes radiating boundless affection.

Long Yi once again lay on Yuan Yufeng's delicate body, gently kissing her red lips. His hard, swollen, thick penis slowly approached her beautiful vulva, gently pushing forward until the large glans squeezed into her narrow honeyed entrance.

"Brother Yi, it hurts,"

Yuan Yufeng's small mouth trembled as she softly cried out.

Long Yi stopped advancing, saying tenderly, "Good sister, I'll withdraw, let's rest for a while."

"No,"

Yuan Yufeng said softly, "I want to make you comfortable too. Be gentle, I'll be fine." Long Yi loved her thoughtfulness and gentleness. He kissed her lips and touched her breasts while carefully moving his glans in and out of her vagina in a small arc to ensure adequate lubrication. Yuan Yufeng frowned slightly, feeling the tingling and swelling sensation in her vagina. After a while, her brows relaxed, and she said sweetly, "Okay, go in."

Long Yi used actions instead of words, pushing his penis in harder. Yuan Yufeng trembled slightly, raising her long, beautiful legs to tightly encircle his waist. Long Yi continued to push his penis in until it was completely inside, the glans clearly piercing her tender flower. After slowly thrusting for a moment, seeing Yuan Yufeng's expression change from endurance to comfort and then to allure, he confidently began to thrust forcefully. After more than ten deep thrusts, Yuan Yufeng's small mouth once again emitted intoxicating cries of pleasure.

"Oh, so... big... so deep... ah... gentle... brother..."

Long Yi moved his hands from Yuan Yufeng's beautiful breasts to her snow-white, full buttocks, coordinating with the force of his lower body, each thrust reaching deep to the bottom. He noticed Yuan Yufeng grabbing the bodice beside her and biting it into her mouth to prevent herself from letting out a high-pitched cry of pleasure; her shy yet alluring expression was incredibly captivating, and he couldn't help but increase the frequency of his thrusts. "Ah... ah..." Yuan Yufeng finally couldn't help but open her small mouth, entering another ecstatic climax. Long Yi also felt a tingling sensation in his glans, and thick semen gushed out, mingling with the vaginal fluid gushing from her flower...

After their climax, the two continued to kiss each other, enjoying the tenderness of their mutual love. After a while, Long Yi and Yuan Yufeng had rested. With Yuan Yufeng's help, he dressed, and she dressed herself. Long Yi said to Yuan Yufeng, "Sister Yufeng, I'll take you to a nice place and introduce you to some sisters. They are all my women, and they are all very kind. Don't be afraid."

Yuan Yufeng nodded curiously. Long Yi then led Yuan Yufeng into the ring. The seven women were very happy to see Long Yi, but seeing that he had brought another woman, they couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Seeing their expressions, Long Yi knew they were jealous, so he quickly introduced Yuan Yufeng to them and told them about her tragic past. Hearing about Yuan Yufeng's tragic experiences, the seven women felt great sympathy for her and came forward to comfort her. Yuan Yufeng was happy to see the seven women's kindness, and the group quickly became friends. Seeing the women so harmonious, Long Yi nodded in satisfaction and then left the ring.

And so, Long Yi traveled by day and spent his nights discussing life's important matters with the women inside the ring. After two days of travel, he finally arrived at Mount Lu. Looking at the ruins of the mountain villa, Long Yi felt a pang of sadness. He stood quietly before the ruins, his majestic and tall body trembling slightly, tears glistening in his eyes.

Long Yi came to the ruins, hoping to find the remains of his father and Uncle Li and bury them, but he only saw two overgrown graves. It seemed that a kind person had buried them there. Looking at the graves, Long Yi finally couldn't hold back and knelt down, a low sob escaping his lips.

"Father, Uncle Li, Yi'er has come to see you... I will definitely avenge you."

Long Yi knelt before the graves of Long Xiang and Li Tian, whispering these words. After about half an hour, his emotions gradually calmed down. Finally, he kowtowed three times to the two men and left.

After leaving the ruins of Mount Lu, Long Yi's heart remained unsettled. Remembering his unfulfilled revenge, his immediate priority was finding his enemy. Luoyang, a major thoroughfare for travelers, was teeming with all sorts of people, making it easy to gather information. Long Yi hurried towards Luoyang.

It was midday, the sun blazing, the earth sweltering. Passersby quickened their pace towards Luoyang, eager to find a place to rest, enjoy a cool cup of tea, a hearty meal, and a good night's sleep. But even in the heat, no one could die. About five miles west of Luoyang, a man in white slowly approached on the official road. He wore a straw hat and a long white robe, his figure tall and straight. His features were obscured from his face; he simply gazed ahead, walking unhurriedly towards Luoyang, seemingly unaffected by the heat. This man was Long Yi.

Luoyang was bustling with activity, and its restaurants were packed. The Yellow Crane Tower, one of Luoyang's most famous restaurants, was completely full, except for the fourth floor, which remained empty. Why? Because only influential figures in the martial arts world or the wealthiest and most powerful people in Luoyang could afford to sit on the fourth floor; ordinary people could only dream of it.

The Yellow Crane Tower was located in the east of Luoyang, a four-story building.

The first floor, the largest and most open to the general public, was filled with eleven tables. The second floor had nine tables, each occupied by at least three people. These people were all dressed as江湖人士 (jianghu figures, people of the martial arts world). Some tables held thick-backed swords, others had swords at their waists, and still others carried spears, clubs, and nine-section whips—all ordinary jianghu figures. Men and women, all sorts of people, a diverse mix.

The third floor was similar to the second, also filled with idle jianghu figures. Every table was laden with bowls, plates, and wine jars. Some were engrossed in eating, others drinking and playing drinking games, while still others were sound asleep, their heads bowed. Laughter, shouts, the sounds of drinking games, and snoring mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.

Reaching the fourth floor, however, revealed a completely different scene. The upper floor was deserted, the five tables spotless, indicating that its first guests for the day had not yet arrived. The Yellow Crane Tower backed onto a two-acre artificial lake, beyond which stretched a continuous cluster of buildings. Around the lake, willows swayed gently, flowers bloomed in profusion, birds flitted about, and bees and butterflies frolicked. Looking out from the fourth-floor railing, willows drooped into the lake, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. A gentle breeze rippled the surface. What a beautiful view! No wonder the Yellow Crane Tower was ranked among the three most famous restaurants in Luoyang; the scenery alone must have been second to none!

Chapter 30 Celestial Immortal Record

Long Yi entered Luoyang City. Feeling a bit hungry, he went straight to the famous Yellow Crane Tower. His eyes swept around the upper floors, and he paused slightly, seemingly surprised by the restaurant's popularity; all four floors were packed. Just as he was about to leave, someone called out to him.

"Brother, please wait a moment. If you don't mind, I have two empty seats here. It shouldn't be too crowded." Long Yi turned around and saw a man and a woman sitting by the window. The man who had stopped him was the one who had asked him to stay. He was about twenty years old, refined and cultured, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an aura of authority. Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful young woman in a fiery red dress. She was graceful and charming, elegant yet not seductive, radiant and captivating. Two shallow dimples graced her lips, and her slightly parted lips, revealing a smile that flickered between light and shadow, exuded youthful vitality. The man's eyes were filled with tenderness and affection as he looked at her.

Long Yi looked at the young man, hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "Since you don't mind, brother, then I'll take my leave

. I'm afraid I might spoil your enjoyment, please forgive me." He then bowed deeply. "Not at all, brother, you're too kind. Please, have a seat,"

the young man warmly invited. "My name is Shangguan Feiying. This young lady beside me is my fiancée, Dongfang Xiaoyue. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"My name is Long Yi, an unknown figure in the martial world," Long Yi replied as he sat down, removing the bamboo hat he had been wearing.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Everyone present was stunned. Beneath the bamboo hat were a pair of bright, clear eyes, sparkling like stars; thick, jet-black hair; and beneath a pair of sword-like eyebrows lay an exceptionally handsome face, sculpted with distinct, angular features. Those deep, melancholic eyes could easily captivate anyone. A high, straight nose, perfectly proportioned lips; a tall, imposing figure, and an elegant demeanor tinged with an undeniable, subtle sadness. Even Dongfang Xiaoyue, standing nearby, was mesmerized.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Long Yi was puzzled. He coughed twice, and everyone reacted. Dongfang Xiaoyue also lowered her head shyly. Seeing Dongfang Xiaoyue's shy appearance, Shangguan Feiying's eyes flashed with jealousy and malice towards Long Yi, but it quickly disappeared. Long Yi hurriedly asked Shangguan Feiying, "Brother Shangguan, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Oh, no, no, I was just surprised to see Brother Long's handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament. Brother Long is destined for greatness, haha!"

Shangguan Feiying said, regaining his composure.

"Oh, no, Brother Shangguan, you flatter me. If we're talking about outstanding individuals, then Brother Shangguan is undoubtedly the one. Oh, by the way, let's not stand on ceremony anymore. I'm new here and don't know what's happening in Luoyang today that so many martial arts heroes have gathered here." Long Yi quickly asked. Actually, he could tell that everyone upstairs was a rare martial arts master, which made him a little strange. How come masters who were rarely seen in normal times were now as common as cabbages?

Shangguan Feiying looked at Long Yi as if he were a monster, and everyone around him did the same. Long Yi quickly coughed twice to show his embarrassment. Then Shangguan Feiying said, "Brother Long, it's normal that you don't know since you're new here. Today is the day the Martial Arts Celestial Immortal Register is being distributed, which is why so many martial arts practitioners have gathered here."

"Martial Arts Celestial Immortal Register?" Long Yi immediately became interested upon hearing this name and quickly asked. Shangguan Feiying explained everything to Long Yi in detail.

The Celestial Immortal Register is published every fifteen years by the most mysterious sect in the martial arts world, the Divine Mechanism Sect. Only the most renowned beauties in the register are listed, and although only twelve are included, they represent the pinnacle of beauty in the martial arts world. Therefore, each year's list of Celestial Immortals attracts the pursuit of numerous heroes. This is the third edition of the register, and most of the beauties from the previous three editions are already married, with only a few remaining single.

After hearing Shangguan Feiying's words, Long Yi became even more curious about the beauties on the Celestial Immortal Register. He wanted to see just how beautiful these women were and how they compared to his wives.

At this moment, three stunningly beautiful women ascended the stairs. The woman in the lead wore a long, pale yellow dress, with flowing, jet-black hair, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like shimmering autumn waters, and skin as clear as jade. Her graceful figure moved with an ethereal beauty, surpassing all others in elegance. Her slender waist and full breasts swayed gently with each step, making her appear like a celestial being. The people upstairs were stunned. This woman is a celestial being, rarely seen in the mortal world. The two women following behind her were also stunning beauties, but they paled in comparison to her. The two young women wore emerald green dresses, their bright eyes and white teeth, their graceful figures swaying gently with a pure and innocent charm.

Seeing the stunned expressions of the crowd upstairs, the stunning woman showed no displeasure, as if she were used to such occasions. She simply gave a soft, satisfied "hmm" and turned to go upstairs. The two young women behind her quickly followed.

After an unknown amount of time, just as everyone was completely captivated, someone exclaimed, "My god, she's so beautiful! Is she even human?"

"Slap! What else could she be but human? You really think you'd see a ghost in broad daylight?"

"I never thought I, Jin Suanpan, would see such a beauty in my lifetime! Oh, I must hurry back and burn some incense for my dead father; he must be protecting me today."

Without waiting for the crowd's reaction, she dashed downstairs. A burst of laughter erupted behind him.

Long Yi and Shangguan Feiying were also somewhat infatuated with the three women. Dongfang Xiaoyue, seeing their infatuation, snorted twice in dissatisfaction. The two then snapped out of their daze, laughing awkwardly. After a while, Long Yi asked Shangguan Feiying, "Brother Shangguan, do you know the origins of those three stunningly beautiful women?" Those nearby, hearing Long Yi's question, also perked up their ears, eager to know the three's background.

Shangguan Feiying looked at them with some fascination and said, "The women in front are Zhang Mengyao, the sect leader of the Shenji Sect, ranked fifth in the previous Celestial Immortal Ranking, known as the 'Flowing Cloud Fairy,' and her maid."

"Ah, so that's them! No wonder the women are so breathtakingly beautiful, and the men so handsome and extraordinary!" The crowd sighed again upon learning this.

Seeing Shangguan Feiying and Long Yi's expressions, Dongfang Xiaoyue became even angrier. She threw down her chopsticks, turned, and went downstairs. Seeing Dongfang Xiaoyue leave in anger, Shangguan Feiying apologized to Long Yi and quickly followed. Long Yi didn't seem to care; he smiled and continued eating, though the images of three stunningly beautiful women kept flashing through his mind. In

the east of Luoyang, there was a Xiangyun Inn. After finishing his meal at the Yellow Crane Tower, Long Yi went to this inn, found a room, and prepared to rest. Unfortunately, the "Flowing Cloud Fairy," Zhang Mengyao, and her two maids were also staying there. Seeing the three beauties again, Long Yi's eyes glazed over. He felt a desire to embrace one of them, but then shook his head, inwardly cursing himself for being so disrespectful to such beauty, and went into his room.

Southeast of the White Horse Temple stood the Qiyun Pagoda, a square, multi-eaved brick pagoda. The pagoda is 7.8 meters on each side and 35 meters high, with 13 stories. Each story has an arched doorway on the south side, allowing visitors to climb and enjoy the view. It was formerly known as one of the "Six Scenic Spots of Baima Temple," along with Qingliang Terrace, Tenglan Tomb, Duanwen Stele, Midnight Bell, and the Burning Sutra Platform. For centuries, two proverbs have circulated: "There is a Qiyun Pagoda in Luoyang, only eighteen feet from the sky."

Originally, it was a nine-story wooden pagoda built by Li Cunhui of the Later Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties period, reaching a height of 500 feet.

To the south of the temple are two high rammed earth platforms, upon which stands a stele inscribed "Eastern Han Dynasty Buddhist and Taoist Burning Sutra Platform," marking the Burning Sutra Platform as one of the "Six Scenic Spots." This platform records a contest between Buddhists and Chinese alchemists, ending in a Buddhist victory, which led to the flourishing of Buddhism in the Han Dynasty.

"The bright moon shines on the ancient temple, I climb the high tower outside the forest. The south wind opens the long corridor, the summer day is as cool as autumn."

This is how the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling described Baima Temple.

The open space in front of Baima Temple was now packed with people, mostly martial arts practitioners, but also some ordinary citizens and vendors. The crowd was bustling and lively. The towering Qiyun Pagoda to the south of the temple, bathed in moonlight, added an air of sanctity to the ancient temple, making it appear even more solemn.

Seeing that the Shenji Sect members were still nowhere to be seen, some below began to grumble impatiently. "What's wrong with the Shenji Sect? They're nowhere to be seen! I'm still waiting to see the beauties on the Heavenly Immortal Register!"

a weasel-faced, ugly man in gray complained.

"Hey, you cockroach brother, with your looks, even the girls at Yicui Tower wouldn't want to serve you. The fairies on the Heavenly Fairy Register wouldn't even meet someone with your shifty eyes. You'd better dig a hole and hide, or someone might mistake you for a monster and arrest you. Hahaha!"

The speaker was a handsome young man in white robes, holding a folding fan. His words were truly sharp and sarcastic, hitting the gray-robed man where it hurt. The surrounding people joined in the laughter, further fueling the gray-robed man's anger, his face turning a deep purplish-red.

"Boy, state your name! I'll tear you apart alive today!"

the gray-robed man roared, brandishing the long hook hanging from his waist at the fan-wielding young man.

"You think you can take advantage of me? I'm in a good mood today and don't want to take your dog's life. You'd better shut up. Otherwise, if you annoy me, I'll cripple you immediately!"

The white-robed young man seemed unconcerned by the gray-robed man's roar, clearly having something to hide and not taking him seriously.

"You...you've gone too far! I'll fight you to the death today!"

The gray-robed man couldn't bear such insults any longer and shouted, "Pretty boy, prepare to die!"

before charging forward with his long hook.

The surrounding crowd kept jeering and shouting, "Kill him! Kill him! Slit his throat! Slash his pretty face!"

Alas, this is the inherent weakness of human nature—a love of watching a spectacle, always sitting back and observing even when it doesn't concern them. That would be one thing, but often, to increase the spectacle, they keep encouraging and egging them on, trying to make things more exciting. Many fights that could have ended peacefully escalated into bloodshed because of this instigation and the unwillingness of both sides to back down.

Just as the crowd was waving flags and cheering, hoping the two would fight to the death, someone in the crowd shouted, "Look everyone, Zhang Xianzi is here!" The joy they showed was probably more exaggerated than seeing their own mother.

Everyone turned to look, even the gray-clad man and the white-clad young man who were about to fight stopped and turned to see Zhang Mengyao and her two maids approaching. The crowd naturally parted to make way, but those behind kept pushing forward, eager to catch a closer look at the beauty.

Seeing their anxious expressions, Zhang Mengyao quickly gestured to her maids. With a light leap, she glided through the air like Chang'e flying to the moon. Moonlight shone on her, her emerald green robes reflecting a faint glow, making her appear like a fairy descended from the heavens, captivating the crowd and leaving them mesmerized. Only when she hung the Celestial Register on the stone tablet and gently landed back in her original position did the crowd snap out of their daze, erupting in loud cheers.

By then, the crowd had completely packed the stone tablet in front of the temple gate. Everyone jostled and pushed their way forward. Those who saw the results couldn't help but spread the news, while those who hadn't seen the results cursed incessantly from behind.

The rankings on the fourth Celestial Immortal Ranking were as follows: Meng Qing: Ranked first, disciple of Meng Wuying, the mistress of Feng Piaomiao Palace.

Xiao Yulan: Ranked second, daughter of the Valley Master of Baihua Valley.

Mei Hanxiang: Ranked third, disciple of Mei Ruoji, the leader of the Demonic Sect.

Liu Yiyi: Ranked fourth, possessing extraordinary skills, origins unknown.

Shui Rou'er: Ranked fifth, disciple of Shui Ruoxin, the leader of the Sword Pavilion.

Baili Bing: Ranked sixth, young lady of the Baili family.

Wang Shufeng: Ranked seventh, eldest daughter of the Wang family.

Dongfang Xiaoyue: Ranked eighth, young lady of the Dongfang family.

Lin Xi: Ranked ninth, daughter of Lin Zhenyue, the leader of the Huashan Sect.

Lu Ziling: Ranked tenth, disciple of Master Jingxin, the leader of the Emei Sect.

Guo Jingyi: Ranked eleventh on the Celestial Immortals List, daughter of Guo Tianba, the leader of the Wudang Sect.

Bai Shuang: Ranked twelfth on the Celestial Immortals List, daughter of Bai Long, the lord of Bai Family Fortress.

The beauties on the Celestial Immortals List are judged solely on their looks, regardless of martial arts skills, sect, or family affiliation. Any stunningly beautiful woman whose appearance reaches the level of the Celestial Immortals List and who is under thirty years old at the time of its publication has the potential to

be included. While everyone was focused on the list of figures, Long Yi noticed someone in the crowd—or rather, a young girl. This girl was dressed in purple, indescribably petite and captivating. Her slender figure was accentuated by her tight-fitting clothes, making one want to embrace her. Unfortunately, due to the thin veil and shadows surrounding her, her features were obscured. However, Long Yi was certain that this woman was an absolute beauty, perhaps even one of those listed on the Celestial Immortals List.

The girl had noticed Long Yi long ago, especially him; she had looked at him countless times before he finally noticed her. While Long Yi was observing the girl, she was also staring intently at him. Through the thin veil, Long Yi seemed to see a pair of pearl-like eyes, constantly drawing him in. Seeing Long Yi staring at her blankly, the girl's face flushed slightly, and her heart began to race. She couldn't help but think to herself, "How can this big brother stare at me like that! Didn't Master tell me that if a man keeps staring at me, he's a bad person? But he doesn't seem like a bad person at all!"

The two remained locked in a silent gaze, oblivious to the noise around them. At that moment, Long Yi was imagining himself and the girl in purple embracing each other amidst the blue sky and white clouds, quietly counting the stars, when suddenly he felt someone touch him beside him, and he woke from his reverie. Long Yi turned around and saw that the people around him were starting to disperse, probably because someone had accidentally bumped into him. Suddenly, he remembered the girl from earlier and quickly turned back to search for her in the crowd, but he couldn't find her anywhere. He couldn't help but wonder if he had seen things wrong.

Not long after the Celestial Immortal Scroll was published, Long Yi left White Horse Temple and rushed back to the Auspicious Cloud Inn in the east of the city. On the way back, he wasn't in good spirits, seemingly still upset about not finding the girl in purple. Unbeknownst to him, not far behind, a purple figure had been following them. Normally, he would have noticed it long ago, but today he hadn't. The girl in purple was following him out of curiosity about Long Yi, wanting to know what he was doing. Chapter 31 Punishing the Pervert (

May 19th ) The next day, Long Yi got up early. Knowing the Divine Mechanism Sect was well-informed, he planned to go find Zhang Mengyao, the Flowing Cloud Fairy from yesterday, to inquire about their enemies. When he arrived at Zhang Mengyao's residence, he found it empty. Long Yi quickly asked the innkeeper, who told him that the three women had checked out and left early that morning. Disappointed, Long Yi wandered the streets, hoping to encounter them. The streets were filled with vendors selling everything imaginable: food, things to see, accessories, toys… a dazzling array. As he walked, he suddenly spotted Zhang Mengyao and her two companions. Overjoyed, he was about to approach when a discordant commotion arose from ahead, causing the three women to frown. "Get out of the way! Get out of the way, all of you! How dare you block my young master's path? Are you tired of living? Get out of the way!" A group of people walked over from across the street, acting arrogantly and unreasonably. They punched and kicked anyone who blocked their way, and the people on the street quickly kept their distance. The leader was a slick-haired young master, dressed in fine silks and satins, adorned with gold and jade, but his face was pale, clearly from excessive drinking and womanizing. He was obviously a rich, spoiled brat. Behind him were several servants, and two men cleared the way. One was in his twenties, dressed in blue robes with a belt and a sword at his waist, probably a martial arts expert; the other was the one who had shouted earlier, with a shifty face and a naturally servile demeanor. Just as the young master was swaggering along, someone deliberately threw a banana peel at his feet, and the moment he stepped on it, he slipped and fell flat on his face. The crowd erupted in laughter, with Zhang Mengyao and her two companions laughing uncontrollably. "Who? Which bastard dared to plot against me? If I find out, I'll skin him alive!" The young master, humiliated in front of so many people, was furious. As he searched the crowd for the culprit, he suddenly spotted Zhang Mengyao and her two companions, and was immediately captivated. "Yes, it must have been you three brats who plotted against me! Guards, seize them and take them back to the manor!" This was truly a master of twisting the truth and making up excuses. It seemed he'd done this kind of thing quite often. A collective sigh escaped the crowd, wondering whose daughter was about to suffer this time. At the young master's command, four servants rushed from behind him and pounced on Zhang Mengyao and her companions. The three women didn't even bother to glance at them, turning to leave. "Want to leave? Not so easy." But before the four servants could even reach him, he found himself kicked and thrown away. The young master in brocade robes couldn't dodge in time and was heavily pinned down by the men. "Ouch, you're crushing me! You bunch of useless trash, what have I been keeping you around for? I'll skin you alive when we get back!"

The young master in brocade robes hadn't expected anyone to intervene and had fallen into a trap. But given his arrogant and domineering nature, he wouldn't let it go so easily. He roared again, ordering everyone to seize the man without even looking, only to find that no one dared to move. He was furious, but when he saw who was opposite him, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. A handsome young man had somehow appeared before him. Seeing this man's even more handsome face, the young master in brocade robes was consumed by jealousy and flew into a rage.

"Qin Jian, what are you standing there for? Chop this man up!" It seemed the young master in brocade robes wasn't a fool. Although he wanted to teach Long Yi a lesson, remembering what had just happened, he knew his men were no match for him, and quickly summoned the blue-clad youth beside him.

This youth was a White Crane Hall expert hired by his father for a hundred taels of silver every month, specifically to protect him. Qin Jian had initially been reluctant to come out, because he judged this man to be able to easily kill him. But the most despised people in the martial world are cowards, especially since he had already accepted payment, so he couldn't back down.

"I am Qin Jian, a disciple of the White Crane Hall. May I ask your name, hero?" Qin Jian greeted Long Yi with a polite fist salute.

"I am an unknown figure in the martial world, so I won't say. Please make your move, Great Hero Qin!" Long Yi said politely, seeing that Qin Jian still had some conscience.

"Hero, you look down on me too much. I have treated you with courtesy, yet you won't even tell me your name."

Qin Jian didn't understand Long Yi's good intentions and was instead slightly angry.

"Why are you wasting your breath on them? Quickly kill them for me. I'm in a hurry to capture some beauties to enjoy!" The young

man in brocade robes said, then glanced at Zhang Mengyao and the other two women, his eyes filled with lust, unaware that he was about to suffer. Qin Jian, upon seeing Zhang Mengyao, secretly cursed his luck and broke out in a cold sweat. He had met Zhang Mengyao before; she was the leader of the Shenji Sect. Although he didn't know how high her martial arts skills were, just based on her status as the fourth-ranked member of the previous Heavenly Immortal Ranking, even his master, Bai Yunsong,

the leader of the White Crane Hall, wouldn't dare to offend her. He never expected that he would actually offend her this time. "What, do you want to arrest me too? Even your father, He Zhiqi, the garrison commander of Luoyang, wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous. Judging from your behavior, you must frequently bully the people and harm the innocent. If I don't teach you a lesson today, who knows how many innocent girls will be humiliated by you in the future." Zhang Mengyao became even angrier. In the martial arts world, no one dared to be so rude to her. She was just about to teach him a lesson when Long Yi struck first, so she didn't rush to stand up. But she didn't expect this纨绔公子 (a spoiled young master) to insult her even more, which made her furious, and that's why she spoke.

"Hmph, since you know my father, why don't you surrender quickly? This young master is a man of chivalry, how could I bear to be rough with these beauties? Hehehe..."

This ignorant fellow, despite Qin Jian's constant winks, was blinded by lust and completely ignored them.

"Shameless thing, how dare you speak so rudely and offend my young lady!"

The young man in brocade suddenly saw a flash of green before his eyes, and was slapped several times across the face. His pretty face instantly turned into a pig's head, several teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood. When he came to his senses, he let out a pig-like scream. His men, seeing how skilled the other party was, and that they hadn't even seen a shadow of him, dared not make a move.

The young man in brocade, his head beaten into a pig's head, roared throughout the street. "Bastard, you stinking woman, how dare you hit me! Men, get them all!"

But no one moved even after he shouted for a long time. Enraged, he slapped each of the servants across the face, yelling, "Useless trash! What good are you all? What use are you to me after I spent so much money hiring you?"

He turned to Zhang Mengyao and shouted, "If you have the guts, leave your names! I, Zhang Mengyao, will not let this go!"

"Hmph, what harm is there in telling you? Go back and tell your father that if he wants trouble, he should come to my Shenji Sect. I, Zhang Mengyao, have never been one to back down from trouble

." "Fine, we'll see. Useless trash, get out of here!"

The young master in brocade robes had lost face in front of the women and, unable to afford to offend them, could only vent his anger on his men. He covered his face and led his men back in disgrace, while the onlookers applauded and cheered.

Qin Jian, seeing that they had run away, wanted to leave but dared not move, and could only stand there waiting for Zhang Mengyao's judgment. Zhang Mengyao glanced at him, then turned away and slowly said, "Young Master Qin, I don't want to make things difficult for you today, but if I find out you're still aiding and abetting evil in the future, I won't be so lenient. You can leave now."

Without waiting for his reaction, she walked directly towards Long Yi. Qin Jian was still standing there, stunned, seemingly not expecting Zhang Mengyao to let him go so easily. By the time he came to his senses, the crowd had already dispersed, and even Zhang Mengyao and the others were nowhere to be seen. Only a purple figure remained, watching intently in the distance.

Meanwhile, in a private room at the Yellow Crane Tower, Long Yi was talking to Zhang Mengyao and the other two women. They approached Long Yi and said, "Thank you for saving us, young master."

Long Yi quickly shook his head; he knew that even without his intervention, the three women would have been fine. Just as the three women finished thanking him and were about to leave, Long Yi, who wanted to probe them for information, couldn't let them leave so easily. He quickly called them back. The three women turned around, their eyes asking Long Yi if he needed anything. Long Yi then invited them to a private room at the Yellow Crane Tower.

Zhang Mengyao asked, "Young Master Long, what brings you here?"

Long Yi smiled awkwardly and said, "I've taken the liberty of inviting you here, Fairy, because I wanted to inquire about some things."

"What things?" Zhang Mengyao asked, also curious about Long Yi.

"I want to ask you about the whereabouts of a man named Zhu Hao and some information about Jade Lake Manor." As Long Yi spoke of Zhu Hao and Jade Lake Manor, deep hatred flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Long Yi's deeply resentful expression, Zhang Mengyao understood that he must have an irreconcilable feud with these two families. After a moment's thought, she said, "Normally, our Shenji Sect doesn't easily reveal personal information, but today Young Master Long righteously saved us three, so he's probably not some wicked villain. I'll make an exception and tell you everything you want to know!"

Long Yi was overjoyed and was about to rise and bow, but Zhang Mengyao quickly stopped him, saying, "Young Master Haotian, there's no need for such politeness. If I'm not mistaken, Zhu Hao is now the Palace Master of the Demonic Heavenly Demon Palace, and has already become the Demonic Path's..." A master. Jade Lake Manor has expanded rapidly in recent years, and it seems they are likely colluding with the Heavenly Demon Palace, which explains their rapid development. "Young Master Long, it won't be easy for you to seek revenge against these two families!"

Hearing that his enemies had become so powerful, Long Yi felt somewhat dejected, but thinking of the tragic deaths of his father and Uncle Li Tian, he regained his confidence. He vowed to avenge his father and the others. After a while, he stood up and said to Zhang Mengyao, "Fairy Zhang, I won't thank you for your great kindness. We'll meet again!" He then turned and left, leaving Zhang Mengyao staring at his retreating figure, lost in thought.

In the main hall of the Luoyang City Guard's residence, a man was kneeling on the ground, opposite a middle-aged woman. "Mother, you must avenge me! Those people are utterly despicable! They knocked me down, and instead of apologizing, they had me beaten like this! Mother, you must help me!"

The man kneeling on the ground was none other than the young master in brocade robes who had harassed Zhang Mengyao and her two companions on the street. He was now tearfully complaining to the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him.

"Outrageous! Who beat you like this? Tell me immediately, and I'll send people to bring them back. Steward Xu?"

The middle-aged woman slammed her hand on the table in fury upon seeing her son beaten like this.

"Yes, madam. What are your orders?"

A steward-like man entered, bowing respectfully.

"Go and take more men and bring back the people who beat Kun'er."

"Yes, old servant will do it immediately."

The steward turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe walked in and stopped the steward. "What happened? Why all this commotion?"

His voice was heavy, authoritative without being angry. This man was He Zhi Qiu, the garrison commander of Luoyang.

"Master, you're back! Come and see what happened to our son! You must get justice for him!"

The middle-aged woman cried out upon seeing her husband.

"Shut up, all of you! Kun'er, explain yourself clearly. If there's even the slightest falsehood, do you know the consequences?"

He Zhi Qiu knew his son very well. He judged that he must have gotten into trouble again, but the other party hadn't given him face and had even disciplined him. Although his son was a good-for-nothing, he was still the only heir of the He family. He himself was a man of principle in Luoyang; if someone casually beat his son and he did nothing, how could he face anyone in Luoyang afterward?

He Yuankun recounted the story haltingly, embellishing it, expecting his father to immediately arrest the perpetrator as before. But to his surprise, as soon as He Zhiqi heard him utter the words "Shenji Sect" and "Zhang Mengyao," he stood up without a word and slapped him twice across the face, making his head ring.

"You worthless wretch! You dare offend her? I'll beat you to death, you beast!"

He Zhiqi said, about to pounce on him, but Madam He, seeing the danger, quickly grabbed He Zhiqi's sleeve, crying, "Master, you can't hit him anymore! Look at him, he's already in such a state, please spare him!"

Alas, a doting mother spoils her son. He Yuankun, unaware of why his father was hitting him, hid to the side, too frightened to utter a sound.

"Shut up! It's all because you spoil and pamper him. It's one thing for him to be idle and bully the common people, but do you know who he offended today? It's someone infamous in the martial arts world! If he's displeased, countless martial artists will come to take our family's lives! You beast, how dare you… You, you come here! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

"Father, I dare not do it again! I'll never dare again! Please forgive me!"

He Yuankun begged for mercy as soon as his father threatened to hit him, filled with deep regret.

"Yes, sir, please forgive him. Judging from Kun'er's expression, he already knows he was wrong. Please let him go! Besides, Zhang Mengyao, as the head of a sect, probably won't hold it against Kun'er. Sir, you can rest assured."

Madam He pleaded incessantly from the side.

Looking at his son, He Zhi Qiu knew the woman was right. He figured Zhang Mengyao wasn't such a petty person. He lowered his hand, snorted, and walked towards the inner hall.

Chapter 32: Martial Arts Tournament .

Yuhu Manor was located east of Luoyang City. Long Yi arrived at the gates of Yuhu Manor, but found it heavily guarded and difficult to sneak in. Therefore, Long Yi lingered around, looking for an opportunity to infiltrate. He waited several days without success, but he learned that Yuhu Manor would be recruiting disciples in a couple of days. Long Yi hoped to take this opportunity to get in.

That day, Long Yi got up and went to Yuhu Manor. Because Yuhu Manor had expanded rapidly in recent years and had a great reputation in the martial arts world, although the recruitment process was strict, many people still wanted to join and learn even a move or two. When Long Yi arrived at the gates of Yuhu Manor, he saw a sea of people, with shouts, cheers, and curses filling the air!

They were all gathered around a fighting ring, where two young men were engaged in a fierce battle. However, in Long Yi's eyes, their movements were far too slow; he could easily defeat them.

Looking around, Long Yi's eyes suddenly lit up!

A group of more than ten people were seated in the VIP section above the fighting ring, and Long Yi's gaze fell on the two women seated in the center. One of them, a woman around thirty years old, wore a magnificent blue silk robe. Her hair was styled in a high bun, giving her an air of dignified virtue. Her stunningly beautiful face was now marred by a furrowed brow, her gaze stern as she watched the two young men fighting. Her long legs were together, her arms crossed, her palms resting on her thighs, and her full, high breasts swayed gently, firm and full!

This exquisitely beautiful woman was clearly Luo Qingyou, the sixth-ranked beauty on the previous Celestial Immortal Ranking! She was the wife of Zhang Cheng, the owner of Jade Lake Manor, and beside her stood a beautiful young woman of about twenty-nine, bearing a striking resemblance to Luo Qingyou. Dressed in a white chivalrous outfit, she exuded a vibrant and spirited air. At this moment, she, like her mother, was intently watching the martial arts arena!

Looking at this beautiful woman and her daughter, a powerful desire surged within Long Yi, a yearning to possess both women. A wicked smile crept across his lips as he devised the best way to avenge himself on Zhang Cheng: to make all of Zhang Cheng's beautiful female relatives his own. This would be the cruelest revenge. On the arena, Luo Qingyou couldn't help but shiver at Long Yi's wicked smile, utterly bewildered.

Just as Long Yi was pondering this, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted around them: "Bravo!"

"Truly worthy of being the Prefect's son!"

"Indeed, a hero emerges from among the young!"

Such flattery was incessant. However, this also told Long Yi that the final victor in the arena was the son of the Prefect of Luoyang. He was indeed handsome and dashing, a man of talent, but Long Yi couldn't help but think he had a bit of a effeminate, bookish air about him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Qian Jun, am here to offer my greetings. Thank you all for your support!"

Qian Jun, displaying a certain elegance, quickly bowed to the audience.

Ling Xueyan's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but she still forced a smile and announced loudly, "In this match, Young Master Qian Jun has won!"

She looked around and added, "I wonder if any other heroes will come to challenge me? If not, then Young Master Qian is the victor!"

The Heavenly Saint Sect's martial arts competition requires disciples to be exceptionally talented! Moreover, the winner of the competition has the opportunity to become a disciple of Zhang Tian, the owner of Jade Lake Manor!

"Mother! I don't like him! That guy looks like a smiling tiger!"

Zhang Yingying said to her mother in a low voice, feeling wronged . "Can't we not take in a disciple like that?"

"If he wins the championship, Mother can't just take away his rights, can she? That would make our Jade Lake Manor lose its prestige!" Luo Qingyou said.

"But that bastard has always had a bad reputation! He does whatever he wants just because his father is the Prefect of Luoyang, bullying men and women! He and that son of the city magistrate, He Yuankun, are two scourges of Luoyang. If he infiltrates our Jade Lake Manor, what will become of us!"

"Then do you have a better idea?" Luo Qingyou asked irritably.

"Good!" At this moment, another exclamation came from below the stage.

Zhang Yingying and Luo Qingyou, who were thinking, suddenly heard the exclamation from below the stage and quickly came back to their senses. They saw that Zhang Yingying's eyes were wide open, staring at the martial arts stage, her eyes shining with admiration!

What a handsome man!

Long Yi slowly walked onto the martial arts stage, his white robes fluttering in the wind, giving him an air of ethereal elegance. He smiled and asked the host, Ling Xueyan, "May I challenge him?"

Ling Xueyan was slightly taken aback, never expecting this handsome man to make such a bizarre entrance! However, she still said, "Any martial artist under the age of eighteen can participate! May I ask how old this young master is?"

"Eighteen!"

Seemingly finding hope, Ling Xueyan sized up Long Yi. He looked mature, but the childishness on his face hadn't completely faded; his handsome face still had a touch of immaturity! She quickly smiled and said, "Of course, young master, you can participate!"

Ling Xueyan also disliked the infamous Qian Jun. She was delighted by Long Yi's appearance and gestured, saying, "May I ask your name, young master, and where you live?"

"Long Yi, I call the world my home!" Long Yi said calmly.

"Good! Good!"

Ling Xueyan exclaimed twice, then, without thinking too much, loudly announced to the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, a new round of matches begins now, with Long Yi facing Qian Jun!"

She made a starting gesture and immediately left the arena.

"Hmph, kid! Surrender right now if you know what's good for you, or your Uncle Qian will beat you to a pulp!"

Qian Jun glared fiercely at Long Yi.

Long Yi didn't even glance at him, simply beckoning him with his finger.

Qian Jun's eyes flashed with an incredibly sharp killing intent. He glared fiercely at the man who didn't take him seriously, and growled in a low voice, "You, surnamed Long, do you know who I am?"

Long Yi shrugged and smiled, "Originally, I didn't know who you were. But I just heard those spectators say that you are the son of the Prefect of Luoyang City, is that true?"

"Hmph! You're smart."

Qian Jun laughed smugly, "Then get the hell out of here now, or I'll make you regret it..."

Long Yi didn't give him a chance to speak, his figure flashed past quickly, like a shooting star, and he appeared in front of Qian Jun, grabbing his collar and lifting him up like a chicken!

Qian Jun was startled by Long Yi's sudden action. The terrifying speed made him feel a sense of danger, and he knew he had kicked a hornet's nest!

But the proud man was unwilling to be defeated by such a formidable opponent. He grabbed Long Yi's arms that were gripping his neck, used the momentum to spin in the air, and suddenly kicked out with his right leg, aiming straight for Long Yi's groin! It was truly insidious and vicious!

Long Yi remained calm and composed, gathering his inner strength in one hand and forcefully striking back at Qian Jun's shin. A pig-like scream escaped the man's lips: "Ah—"

Long Yi grabbed his neck and threw him onto the arena. He slowly walked over and laughed, "I didn't expect to teach a city garrison's son a lesson yesterday, and today another prefect's son has arrived. It seems I have a real connection with you young masters! You, a prefect's son, actually dare to bully others outside relying on your father's name. You're unlucky to have met me today!"

He clenched his fist, about to strike Qian Jun, who lay groaning in pain on the ground.

"Spare him!" A powerful voice rang out from below the arena.

Long Yi didn't want to kill the man in front of him and cause himself trouble. He withdrew his hand and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see an ordinary-looking middle-aged man leaping up using his light-footed skills!

The middle-aged man cupped his hands to Long Yi and said, "Your martial arts are superb, I, Xu, am here to learn from you!"

He didn't waste words, using courtesy before force. Before he finished speaking, his figure moved swiftly, his sharp palm strike aimed directly at Long Yi's chest.

Long Yi's smile deepened as he dodged the attack, saying, "Are you Qian Jun's subordinate? Or his bodyguard?"

The middle-aged man quickly threw a punch, calmly replying, "I'm paid to do what I'm owed! Since he can afford the price, why shouldn't I risk my life for them! Take this!"

Before his first punch landed, his second punch followed, a heavy blow aimed directly at Long Yi in front of him.

"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

A flash of murderous intent crossed Long Yi's eyes as he secretly channeled his inner strength. Suddenly, he heard Ling Xueyan's voice urging

him to stop: "Please stop, both of you!" She quickly walked between Long Yi and the other man, cupped her hands in greeting, and said, "Today is a great day for our Jade Lake Manor to recruit disciples. We hope Senior Xu can stop now!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Long Yi, then looked at Qian Jun, who was lying on the ground, and finally looked at Ling Xueyan, nodding slightly. "My young master's skills are lacking, and he has made everyone laugh!"

After saying this, he walked straight to Qian Jun, helped him up, and slowly walked him off the stage.

Qian Jun turned and glared at Long Yi, threateningly saying, "You, surnamed Long, I won't let you off so easily! If you know what's good for you, kowtow and admit your mistake right now, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Long Yi sneered, "Very well! Remember what you said today, one day you'll have the chance to kneel on the ground and beg me!"

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with murderous intent again, and the sharp killing aura made Qian Jun feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he couldn't help but shiver!

Only after Qian Jun and the other person left did Ling Xueyan loudly announce, "In this arena competition, Young Master Long Yi has won! I wonder if anyone else will come up to challenge him?"

There was a chorus of cheers from below the stage, but no one dared to step forward to challenge him. After all, the person who could so easily deal with that spoiled brat was no ordinary person!

"Since no one from the villagers below the stage is willing to challenge me, then I hereby announce: the winner of today's arena competition is this young hero, Long Yi!"

After the competition, Luo Qingyou and Zhang Yingying prepared to return. Looking at Long Yi on the stage, and thinking that he would soon become her junior brother, Zhang Yingying felt a touch of womanly shyness, and bright red blushes rose on her pretty cheeks!

Meanwhile, in the arena, Ling Xueyan smiled and said to Long Yi, "Young Master Long, this way please."

She gestured "please" and led Long Yi into Jade Lake Manor. Surrounded by lush green grass and fragrant flowers, it was truly a rare and beautiful place!

In the very center, a tall wooden building stood against the wind, surrounded by numerous houses of various sizes, forming a semi-circular, imposing courtyard!

There were over a hundred people here! They were all disciples recruited by Jade Lake Manor this time! The oldest

among them was eighteen or nineteen, the same age as Long Yi, while the youngest was only eleven or twelve! Upon seeing Long Yi, the crowd erupted in a clamor! Their gazes towards Long Yi were strange, a mixture of envy, jealousy, and hostility…

“Alright everyone!”

Ling Xueyan waved her hand at the crowd and said, “I am Ling Xueyan, the eldest disciple of Jade Lake Manor. You can call me Senior Sister from now on! Today, you have passed all the tests of Jade Lake Manor and earned the right to become members of our group! I won't waste any more time on small talk. Go back and take care of your own affairs now. Master will summon you when he returns in a few days!”

After saying this, she turned to Long Yi and said, “Junior Brother Long Yi, come with me! Master's wife wants to see you.”

She then walked out first, and Long Yi followed. Soon, they arrived at the main hall, where Master's wife, Luo Qingyou, was sitting. Beside her stood her daughter, Zhang Yingying. Long Yi then took a closer look at Luo Qingyou; she truly lived up to her reputation as the sixth-ranked beauty on the previous Heavenly Immortal Ranking!

Luo Qingyou had an oval face, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom. Her eyebrows were slightly arched, gradually thinning from thick to wispy, with the tips like wisps of smoke. Her phoenix eyes were bright as stars, the black pupils subtly reflecting sunlight, captivating the soul. Her nose was straight and delicate, her mouth neither too big nor too small, her lips a pale pink, elegant and refined, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. Her face was fair, her features exquisitely sculpted, radiant and charming. The beautiful woman wore her hair in a bun, adorned with a gold hairpin with a phoenix pendant, and below that, a jade hairpin carved with a phoenix, both shimmering with gold and possessing the serene beauty of jade, truly alluring. She was meticulously dressed, wearing a round-necked long robe with a pink base embroidered with many pink peach blossoms. The pale color and loose style easily concealed her mature and voluptuous figure. Standing beside her was her daughter, Zhang Yingying, who, although not listed among the celestial beauties, was also a rare beauty. Zhang Yingying, dressed in a pink dress, had arched eyebrows, delicate features, and a rosy complexion. Her two bright black eyes were incredibly lively, sparkling with intelligence as they moved. A sunny smile graced her face, and she radiated youthful energy. Looking at this beautiful mother and daughter, Long Yi's resolve to win them over grew stronger.

While Long Yi was sizing up Luo Qingyou, she was also observing him, finding him increasingly agreeable. She then asked him, "Long Yi, who else is in your family? Why do you want to join our Jade Lake Manor?"

Long Yi quickly replied, "I live alone. My father and the others were killed by a gang of bandits. I'm joining Jade Lake Manor to learn martial arts and avenge my family." As he finished speaking, a look of hatred flashed in Long Yi's eyes.

Hearing about Long Yi's tragic past, the three women felt a pang of sadness. Master's wife, Luo Qingyou, stood up, walked to Long Yi's side, and said, "Good child, don't be sad. From now on, you are a disciple of Jade Lake Manor. Everyone here is your family. Don't be sad anymore. I believe your family in heaven wouldn't want to see you like this. First, focus on mastering your martial arts in the manor. We can talk about revenge later!" After saying this, she instructed Ling Xueyan to take Long Yi away.

Chapter 33: Attack

In the few days since arriving at Jade Lake Manor, Long Yi hadn't seen Manor Owner Zhang Cheng. His senior sister, Ling Xueyan, said he seemed to be in seclusion. Long Yi had been behaving exceptionally well these past few days, earning the appreciation of his senior sister, Ling Xueyan. Even his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, spoke highly of him. Luo Qingyou's daughter, Zhang Yingying, also particularly enjoyed playing with Long Yi, greatly enhancing his status within Jade Lake Manor. However, this also aroused the jealousy of some disciples, who even considered privately teaching him a lesson. Long Yi easily quelled these attempts, and now no one dared to cause him any trouble. His master's wife, Luo Qingyou, observed all of this and was very pleased.

One day, Ling Xueyan summoned all the disciples, saying that his master's wife had something to tell them. After a while, Luo Qingyou slowly approached, with Zhang Yingying following beside her. Seeing Long Yi in the crowd, she smiled and made a face at him, to which Long Yi returned the smile. Master's wife, Luo Qingyou, approached the disciples and said, "I've called you here because in a few days it will be the 40th birthday of Guo Tianba, the head of the Huashan Sect. Your master is currently in seclusion, so I can go on his behalf to offer my congratulations. This isn't just a simple birthday celebration; there's also a competition among the most talented young martial artists in the world. Therefore, I'd like to choose two of you to accompany me. If you can bring honor to our Jade Lake Manor, your master will reward you handsomely when he emerges from seclusion."

After speaking, she quietly sat on the high platform, awaiting the results of the competition. After a day of competition, the final... Finally, Long Yi and Ling Xueyan were able to accompany their master's wife, Luo Qingyou, to celebrate the birthday. Seeing the two before her, Luo Qingyou was very pleased. She said to them, "Long Yi, Xueyan, pack your things. Tomorrow, we'll go to Mount Hua with you to attend Master Guo's birthday banquet."

The next day, Luo Qingyou, along with Long Yi and Ling Xueyan, left Yuhu Manor early in the morning and headed towards Mount Hua. Mount Hua was quite a distance from Luoyang City, and after several days of travel, the three of them finally arrived at Huayin County at the foot of Mount Hua. It was already late, and Luo Qingyou planned to rest for the night and visit Master Guo of the Mount Hua Sect early the next morning. Because it was Master Guo Tianba's birthday in a few days, there were many martial arts practitioners coming and going, making the inns in Huayin County at the foot of Mount Hua very popular. The three of them finally found an inn, settled in, ate dinner, and prepared to get a good night's sleep before heading to the Mount Hua Sect to offer their birthday greetings.

Night fell, and all was quiet...

Most people were already asleep. In Long Yi's room, he was making out with eight women. Because he had been traveling for the past few days, he hadn't had a chance to be intimate with them. Today, finally able to rest, Long Yi couldn't wait to enter the ring and have a good time with the eight women. Inside the ring, naked bodies lay on the floor, their satisfied expressions showing how happy they were. Long Yi was currently working on Hua Qiaoxian. Because Hua Qiaoxian was pregnant, although she was only a few months along, Long Yi didn't dare to make any big moves. He could only satisfy the other women first and then slowly satisfy her. Finally, with a roar from Hua Qiaoxian, she reached her climax and fell into a deep sleep. Long Yi laid the eight women down, covered them with blankets, and left the ring. Just as he was about to rest, he heard a noise outside the door. Long Yi quickly dressed and went out.

It was already November, and the weather was rather cold. Dark clouds covered the moon, making the sky gloomy and threatening snow.

Long Yi chased for a distance but still couldn't see anyone. Just as he was about to give up and return to the inn, a sudden attack swept through the air.

A spear!

The spear, like a dragon, thrust towards Ling Feng. At first glance, the spear's trajectory seemed unremarkable, but halfway through its strike, the hook-shaped spear shadow multiplied, creating a myriad of spear shadows that filled the air. The air was filled with the sound of air being torn apart, and Ling Feng was enveloped in a mountain of spears.

"Well done!"

Long Yi turned, advancing instead of retreating, his steps fluid and precise, treating the myriad spear shadows as illusions. He swung his folding fan with lightning speed, the force steady and powerful.

A

deafening clang rang out as the fan and spear clashed, and both Long Yi and his attacker were jolted.

What a formidable opponent!

Meanwhile, the Huayin County Inn was filled with shouts and cries of battle. Masked enemies were releasing poison, and many martial artists, still fast asleep, became victims of their blades.

Long Yi now truly understood the treacherous nature of the martial world. While he was thankful he hadn't fallen asleep and become a target, he couldn't help but worry about his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, and Ling Xueyan. "

With me here, I absolutely cannot let anyone around me suffer any harm!" Thinking this, Long Yi felt a surge of murderous hatred towards his opponents. "

Those who stand in my way, kill them without mercy!"

Just as Long Yi was fighting with the Overlord Spear, the Huayin Inn was attacked by a group of people. His master's wife, Luo Qingyou, was preoccupied and thus escaped the attack, but many others, still asleep, were already killed by arrows. Those not hit by arrows were enveloped by the pervasive poison gas.

"Everyone be careful, there's poison gas!"

Luo Qingyou, noticing the enemy releasing poison gas, covered her face with a gauze scarf and rushed out with her sword.

"There's a woman here..."

"Release the love potion..."

When the invading enemy discovered a woman in Luo Qingyou's room, they suddenly shouted to their companions to release the love potion. The love potion, also known as the Soul-Stealing Love Potion, is one of the most potent aphrodisiacs in the martial arts world, specifically effective against women. Once a woman inhales it, she will become aroused within moments, acting like a wanton bitch, rushing towards any man she sees.

"Damn it!"

Luo Qingyou was well aware of the poison, so she quickly used the Turtle Breathing Technique while running to avoid inhaling as much as possible. The best course of action was to kill the enemy who had released the aphrodisiac to prevent future trouble.

The enemy who had shouted about releasing the drug, though armed with a handful of aphrodisiac smoke, became weak-kneed at the sight of Luo Qingyou's ferocity and dared not fight. In his haste, he simply turned and ran.

"Master's wife..."

Just as the enemy was about to escape over the wall, Ling Xueyan, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, charged at him. Upon seeing the enemy, Ling Xueyan immediately drew her sword. The thief rolled on the ground in panic to dodge, but although he avoided Ling Xueyan's sword, Luo Qingyou, who had caught up, sliced off his left arm in one swift motion.

"Ah..."

In the instant the thief's arm was severed, he frantically released the Bewitching Incense, and in the last moment, he leaped over the wall in the opposite direction to escape for his life...

The Bewitching Incense splattered along with the blood from the man's severed arm, and Ling Xueyan was caught off guard and sprayed with the blood from the severed arm all over her head and face.

Ling Xueyan felt a sudden nausea from the stench and could only wipe herself haphazardly. At that moment, Luo Qingyou saw Ling Xueyan's condition and exclaimed, "Xueyan, what happened? Where are you hurt?"

Ling Xueyan replied, "I...I'm alright. It was that person. I wasn't paying attention, and his blood flew onto me!"

Luo Qingyou wasn't worried after hearing her words. She took out her handkerchief and wiped her hands and body with it. The thick, sticky blood ended up covering Ling Xueyan's hands and body as well… Suddenly, she smelled a strange musky scent amidst the blood and exclaimed, "Bewitching Incense!"

Ling Xueyan didn't hear clearly and asked, "What?!"

Without answering, Luo Qingyou grabbed Ling Xueyan, leaped over the wall, and chased after the thief! The reason she took Ling Xueyan with her to get the antidote was because the bewitching aphrodisiac that had been sprayed into Ling Xueyan's skin by her blood had already seeped into her bloodstream. The only solution now was to get the antidote and take it immediately. Therefore, her taking Ling Xueyan to find the antidote was a last resort.

There was also an even more serious problem: Luo Qingyou herself had accidentally gotten poisoned blood on herself when wiping away Ling Xueyan's blood.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※【《Hunting for Beauties》Golden Ratio】※※※※※※※※※※※※ Long Yi already knew that Huayin Inn had been attacked. He was worried about the safety of his master's wife Luo Qingyou and senior sister Ling Xueyan, so he wanted to finish the fight quickly. However, the Overlord Spear before him was no ordinary

opponent. The Overlord Spear seemed to have finally met his match. He laughed heartily, turned around, and unleashed a storm of spear attacks on Long Yi. The spear technique was like a rain of arrows, attacking from all directions, its sheer power and force creating an indescribable awe-inspiring force. The barbs on the spearhead, gleaming with a chilling light, were particularly difficult to defend against.

This was arguably the first time Long Yi had encountered a true opponent; the Overlord Spear was undoubtedly a top-tier martial artist.

The opportunity was rare, but Long Yi's eagerness to save someone clouded his judgment, turning what should have been an easy victory into a protracted struggle with his opponent.

The Overlord Spear was fierce and powerful, and Long Yi used his agility and nimble footwork to maneuver around it. His opponent was clearly a seasoned warrior, sometimes on the defensive, his Overlord Spear forming a formidable shield, impenetrable to any defense. At other times, he launched attacks, his spear flashing like lightning, unleashing a continuous stream of strikes.

The two exchanged blows, their spears striking each other, evenly matched.

The sounds of metal clashing were incessant, the blows echoing dozens of times in an instant.

"Clang!"

Another loud clashing of fans and spears echoed.

This time, Long Yi used eighty percent of his strength, instantly suppressing his opponent's internal energy.

"Bang!"

The Overlord Spear was knocked back by Long Yi's attack. Before he could regain his footing, Long Yi struck again, his fan pointing at the Overlord Spear like the wind.

Seeing Long Yi attacking him, the Overlord Spear immediately deflected the fan from left to right with his left hand, attempting to deflect Long Yi's attack. At the same time, his right hand transformed into a palm and struck out, aiming straight for Long Yi's face. To be able to strike so hastily and with such perfect technique would usually catch the opponent off guard and allow for a successful counterattack, but Long Yi reacted even faster. He merely flicked the fan slightly, his entire body sinking downwards without slowing his advance. At the same time, he swung his left palm to meet the opponent's right palm.

"Bang..."

The two palms collided, and snowflakes flew everywhere. The Overlord Spear, despite his best efforts, could not withstand the pressure of Long Yi's internal energy and staggered, falling to the ground with a thud.

"Pfft..."

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, good, to die at the hands of a young hero like you, I, Wutian, have no regrets in this life..." With that, he collapsed and died. Seeing

that the man was dead, Long Yi was worried about the safety of his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, and his senior sister, Ling Xueyan. He hurriedly returned to the inn, only to find it in ruins, as if it had been battled. Long Yi searched but couldn't find his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, or his senior sister, Ling Xueyan. He quickly asked the survivors nearby, who told him that his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, had taken Ling Xueyan to chase an assassin. After hearing this, Long Yi asked for directions and hurriedly set off in that direction.

Just as Long Yi arrived to help his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, chase the enemy, Luo Qingyou was already engaged in a battle of wits and courage with the enemy!

The enemy's arm had been severed by Luo Qingyou; such an injury couldn't be stopped bleeding immediately! The bloodstains along the way were like splashed water, making it easy for his master's wife, Luo Qingyou, to track them!

However, that enemy was indeed formidable; he hadn't fainted despite bleeding so much. But according to Luo Qingyou's calculations, even with exceptional skill, it was impossible to keep bleeding indefinitely. Therefore, he must have used acupressure to stop the bleeding and would likely find a place to do so. This enemy was already injured and certainly wouldn't retreat with the other attackers, but would fall behind. The only worry in her heart was that this bastard didn't have the antidote. If that were the case, then Ling Xueyan's chances

of survival were slim. At this moment, Luo Qingyou, pulling Ling Xueyan along, followed the trail of blood…

During the urgent chase, Luo Qingyou suddenly felt her blood surging. Actually, when she was wiping the blood off Ling Xueyan, she had accidentally touched some blood herself, meaning the poison from the Bewitching Incense had also seeped into her body through her skin and bloodstream. Moreover, because of her running, the poison had already begun to take effect! However, Ling Xueyan, who was in her master's wife's arms, was more severely poisoned. Unable to withstand the pressure, her legs gave way, and she almost collapsed. Gasping for breath, she said, "Master's wife, I can't go on! Go after him yourself!"

Luo Qingyou said urgently, "No! You're completely defenseless right now. If you encounter a man, it'll be troublesome. I can't abandon you."

Without another word, she picked up Ling Xueyan and continued following the trail of blood.

The bloodstains on the ground thinned, only occasionally appearing as spots. Luo Qingyou secretly cursed the villain's long life. The bloodstains led her to a desolate wilderness, eventually reaching a dilapidated Guandi Temple. At the base of half a wall, there were a few drops of blood mixed with sand. Without a doubt, the thief had already escaped into the Guandi Temple!

Luo Qingyou picked up Ling Xueyan, mustered her strength, and leaped up the crumbling wall, which was only a few feet high. She nearly lost her footing; she knew the poisonous medicine had eroded her strength, and if this continued, she feared she wouldn't last much longer…

As Luo Qingyou anxiously watched, Ling Xueyan suddenly gasped and struggled awake. Luo Qingyou saw that her face was flushed, her eyes bloodshot, and her expression frightening. She asked worriedly, “Xueyan, what's wrong?” Before

she could finish speaking, Ling Xueyan abruptly ripped open her clothes, panting, “Master’s wife, I’m hot, so hot…”

Then, she pulled down her undergarment, revealing her breasts, “I… I can’t take it anymore!”

Luo Qingyou was both shocked and anxious. She had no choice but to act ruthlessly, pressing a finger on Ling Xueyan's Weizhong acupoint, temporarily incapacitating her. However, she herself felt an intense heat and restlessness in her chest. She knew she couldn't hold on much longer; every second counted, and she had to get the antidote immediately! Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Luo Qingyou carried Ling Xueyan down from the wall, carefully searching for the almost invisible bloodstains…

The faint traces of blood led her to a dilapidated ancient well; could it be that the villain knew he was being pursued closely, knew his end was near, and, having committed countless evils, threw himself into the well to atone for his sins?

She peered into the well; it was deep and dark, its moisture unknown. She picked up a stone and threw it in; after a long time, she heard an echo, but it rolled continuously downwards until even the echo disappeared.

This didn't seem like an ancient well; it was more like a tunnel, a passage to the underworld.

Luo Qingyou knew all too well that this intoxicating aphrodisiac was the most potent poison in the martial world, one that would seep into the very marrow, beyond the cure of even the gods. Those afflicted would instantly lose all reason, their lust raging, revealing their shameful nature and committing acts devoid of any sense of decency. Luo Qingyou, after all, was the mistress of Jade Lake Manor, a disciple of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, possessing profound cultivation, which allowed her to endure until now. But given enough time, she feared her power would be exhausted, and then there would be no turning back. At this moment, she felt her blood surging, a nausea rising in her chest—was the intoxicating

aphrodisiac about to take effect? Thinking of the consequences of the aphrodisiac's effects, rather than suffer the torment and humiliation of herself and Ling Xueyan, living a shameful life of being toyed with by men, which would not only dishonor her but also defile Jade Lake Manor, she would rather throw herself into this well and end her life! The thought of death flashed through Luo Qingyou's mind!

With this thought in mind, Luo Qingyou no longer hesitated. She grabbed Ling Xueyan and was about to leap down…

“Heh!”

Suddenly, a soft, triumphant laugh came from the side. Although the laugh was faint, it saved Luo Qingyou from jumping into the ancient well tunnel.

Hearing the laughter, just as she was about to leap, Luo Qingyou suddenly leaped forward, drew her longsword, and thrust it straight in the direction of the laughter. She was certain the laughter came from the lecherous thief she had been relentlessly pursuing, because there couldn't be a third person here. This lecherous thief must have deliberately stained the side of the ancient well tunnel with blood to create the illusion of jumping into the well, while he secretly hid behind the wall.

“Bang…”

A crash.

Luo Qingyou's longsword struck the dilapidated wall of the Guandi Temple, and the entire temple seemed about to collapse, with tiles and beams crashing down.

After a deafening roar, Luo Qingyou, disregarding everything, tumbled and rolled with Ling Xueyan in her arms, falling into a pile of dusty debris. Her whole body ached and ached, as if all her bones had shattered; thankfully, she hadn't been hit by the falling rocks and beams…

“Bang…”

Another tremor shook the temple. Seeing the entire Guandi Temple about to collapse, Luo Qingyou threw Ling Xueyan out of the temple without hesitation and ran after her.

“Hehe…”

As Luo Qingyou escaped the temple, she heard that cold and lewd laughter again. Perhaps due to overexertion, Luo Qingyou felt the poison within her body beginning to take effect again, churning within her. It was a pain more unbearable than physical pain, a deep, soul-deep, yet utterly superficial and vulgar, carnal hunger.

It felt like a million ants were gnawing at her heart…

like a desert yearning for spring water, yearning for a strong, powerful male arm.

Gradually sinking into a hallucination, Luo Qingyou tried several times to tear her clothes; only because a sliver of her sanity remained, she gritted her teeth and forcibly restrained herself.

In despair and remorse, she murmured, "Xueyan! I'm so sorry! Your master couldn't find the antidote for you!"

"Hehe...haha!"

The soft laughter turned into a sinister

, loud laugh. Luo Qingyou was startled and looked around. Not far away, a figure with disheveled hair and missing arms walked towards her step by step. Luo Qingyou mustered her courage and shouted, "Are you human or ghost?"

The eyes in the shadows sneered coldly, "You're human now, but who knows if you won't become a ghost!"

Upon hearing that it was a human, Luo Qingyou immediately gripped the long sword in her hand and shouted, "You're the one who poisoned me?"

"Hehe, I am Xie Hua from the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Xie Hua shouted at the same time, "Want to kill me? Let's see who this is?"

Then, a flash of light appeared, and the man lit a piece of firewood. Only then did Luo Qingyou see clearly that Ling Xueyan, whom she had thrown out earlier, had been captured by Xie Hua and was unconscious, but was now standing in front of the villain.

Luo Qingyou assessed her injuries and knew she wasn't confident she could leap over to save Ling Xueyan. She could only angrily retort, "You lecherous scoundrel, what do you want?"

"Hehe...what do I want? Today I only have two choices: live or die. But today I want to take a third path. Whether I die or live, I want to taste your tender body..."

Xie Hua was extremely weak, yet he chuckled wickedly, "You cut off my arm, almost killing me, but who knew that heaven would have eyes and send such a beautiful girl into my hands!"

As he spoke, his hand actually pressed against Ling Xueyan's ample breasts.

"You...you shameless!"

Luo Qingyou said angrily, "Your Heavenly Demon Palace is supposed to be a giant of the demonic path, yet you resort to such methods. You're worse than a beast, aren't you afraid of being scorned by the entire martial arts world?"

The man laughed and said, "Since you know that our Heavenly Demon Palace is a member of the demonic path, then using such methods is perfectly normal!"

As he spoke, he slapped Ling Xueyan on the back, jolting her awake, and shouted, "Open your eyes and see who I am!"

Ling Xueyan finally understood the situation, but Xie Hua had already sealed her acupoints, rendering her unable to move. She cried out in alarm, "Master's wife, save me!"

Xie Hua chuckled and said, "Your master's wife is also suffering from the poison right now. Without the antidote, she can hardly protect herself. How can she save you?"

Luo Qingyou shouted, "Hand over the antidote, and I'll spare your life!"

Xie Hua He said, "The antidote..."

He reached into his robes and pulled out a handful of various medicines, carefully counting them one by one: "Hmm... Heavenly Heart Pill, Red-Piercing Pill, Suhe Powder, Bald Chicken Incense... I have everything, but no antidote. What do you suggest we do?"

Luo Qingyou was both angry and resentful: "Damn lecherous thief!"

Xie Hua laughed, then gasped for breath due to weakness: "You cut off my arm, but at most it's just a superficial wound. I've already bandaged it to stop the bleeding, applied wound medicine, and taken healing pills..."

Xie Hua chuckled: "As long as I eat some food and drink some water in an hour or two, I'll recover my strength quickly... But you won't be as lucky as me, hahaha!"

Luo Qingyou snorted coldly: "Wishful thinking. How could there be food and water here?"

"Of course there is."

Xie Hua tightened his fingers, and Ling Xueyan cried out in pain.

"Drink her blood, eat her flesh, and don't let her die immediately—isn't that the best food and water?"

Xie Hua lewdly reached out his hand, like Lu Shan's, and slipped it inside Ling Xueyan's clothes. "Haha, how old is your disciple this year? Eighteen or nineteen? So she's still a virgin, just beginning to experience love! Do you know? Virgin blood is incredibly nourishing!"

"Ah, Master's wife..." Ling Xueyan struggled and cried out.

Luo Qingyou was consumed by rage, feeling an intense burning sensation throughout her body. She roared, "How dare you!"

After shouting, she raised her sword with tears in her eyes and said, "Xueyan, I'm sorry."

Instantly, Luo Qingyou brandished her longsword, unleashing a wave of sword energy. The earth trembled with a deafening roar, and surrounding rocks and timber, mixed with dust and debris, were swept up and swirled into a cloud of dust, crashing towards the man.

Luo Qingyou had resolved to die; rather than let her master and disciple be humiliated, she would rather perish together with them.

Xie Hua never expected Luo Qingyou to do this. Startled, he dodged, hastily thrusting his palm forward, smashing a large rock. However, the immense impact of the fall sent him spitting blood as he was thrown back.

He felt a tingling numbness in his right hand, and the wound on his left arm reopened, blood gushing out like a burst dam.

Ling Xueyan was thrown aside by the man and fell down a cliff beside the Guandi Temple...

After being thrown and bumped like that, Ling Xueyan somehow regained her mobility; as she plummeted, she cried out in panic, thinking her life was about to end, when she heard a "bang" and fell into a pool of water... In fact, the so-called cliff was just a small hill about ten feet high, with a pool of water below, so the fall was not dangerous. However, Ling Xueyan was poisoned, and the force of the fall caused her to choke on water, so she sank quite deep into the pool.

As Ling Xueyan struggled to the surface, the swift current tossed her around, tumbling and rolling...

She didn't know how much water she swallowed or how far she was swept, but the current finally slowed, allowing her to finally lift her head for air. She struggled to the surface, then struggled to climb ashore, collapsing to the ground, vomiting and gasping for breath... But it wasn't just the pain of swallowing water; after this tumultuous ordeal, the demonic lust within her was no longer under control, raging like a runaway horse.

The bewitching incense within Ling Xueyan finally erupted; she had lost the last vestige of her sanity, frantically tearing at her clothes...

Just as Ling Xueyan's lust reached its peak, becoming uncontrollable, she saw a man. At that moment, regardless of who the man was, as long as he was a man, she would instinctively rush towards him. This was the power of the bewitching incense...

The man was Long Yi.

Long Yi had been tracking her all along; he hadn't noticed the blood on the ground, relying solely on his sense of smell and feeling to find his way here! Just as he was feeling anxious and clueless, he heard a loud crash of falling rocks, followed by the sound of someone falling into the water. Without hesitation, Long Yi followed the stream and, by sheer luck, saw Ling Xueyan floating towards him!

"Senior Sister!"

Long Yi cried out in alarm, leaping forward without hesitation to pull Ling Xueyan from the water! Before Long Yi could even ask what had happened, or where his master's wife was, Ling Xueyan, like a mad dog, frantically reached out and grabbed at him, tearing at his clothes...

Ling Xueyan had been drugged with the most aphrodisiac in the world—the Enchanting Love Potion! There was absolutely no way to save her except through intercourse!

And at that moment, Long Yi was Ling Xueyan's best antidote.

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