[Wuxia] The Demon Sword and the Rain (Volume 1 Complete)

Introduction

This article tells the story of the "Seven-Colored Swords of Wind and Thunder."

The Wind and Thunder swords are the male swords. The Rainbow, Cloud, Rain, Ice, Frost, and Snow swords are the female swords. Legend says that possessing these nine swords allows one to ascend to immortality in broad daylight.

The *Immortal Path Treatise* records that the great hero Ling Chengfeng, wielding the Yu Feng sword, fought the evil demoness Xiao Xiao atop Nanshan Mountain. They ultimately merged into one in the sword light and ascended to

immortality on the same day. At that time, Xiao Xiao wielded the Frost and Flying Snow swords. Another legend says that possessing these nine swords brings misfortune and death.

*Old Tales of the Martial World* states that men who obtain the Wind and Thunder swords are mostly beheaded and die without a proper burial. Women who obtain the Rainbow Seven Swords are often kidnapped and raped, living with lifelong regret. Perhaps, the difference between heaven and hell is merely a thin veil.

Chapter One:

Soul Transference Pink walls, an orange sofa, pulsating music. Amidst the melody of light and shadow, the woman's body danced gracefully. Through her thin nightgown, her half-exposed breasts rose and fell, and the pubic hair of her pubic area was faintly visible.

I swallowed hard. How alluring! To have such a seductive wife is my greatest fortune! My erection hardened through her shorts; this body before me needed to be conquered properly!

A fragrant breeze blurred my vision as her red nightgown fluttered down and landed at my feet. I picked it up and smelled it, laughing, "So fragrant!"

The woman stopped and laughed, "There's something even more fragrant." She walked up to me, her two breasts pressed against my nose through her half-open bra.

"Does it smell good?" My girlfriend Feifei's gentle voice reached my ears.

I took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good I want to bite."

Then I ripped off her covering and bit into her red breasts. At the same time, I wrapped my arms around her, placing her on my lap, my erect penis thrusting wildly through her thin panties.

The woman's body writhed excitedly in my arms, our bodies intertwined, yearning to merge deeply.

She twisted and rose onto the sofa, bringing her lower abdomen close to my nose, as if to flatten it. A soft voice came: "Does it smell good?"

I took a deep breath, slapped her buttocks hard, and laughed, "Smelly and horny!" I pulled off the blindfold and opened my mouth to lick her vulva. Her abundant vaginal fluids smeared my mouth, the familiar salty taste filling my tongue. I chuckled, picked up a red grape from the table, and stuffed it into her vulva. The grape was covered in her fluids, wet and slippery.

I pulled the grape out, peeled back the skin surrounding her clitoris with my left hand, and pressed and rotated the grape on the engorged, red nipple with my right. The woman trembled, moaning softly, her vulva overflowing with fluids, her thighs growing wet.

I asked with a smile, "Feifei, is the grape delicious?"

Feifei remained shyly silent. I stopped pressing and laughed, "Since it doesn't taste good, I'll stop."

Feifei said shyly, "No."

I said, "Then say 'husband, I want it.'"

Feifei had no choice but to whisper, "husband, I want it."

I laughed again, "Want what?"

Feifei had no choice but to say, "I want grapes."

I laughed and said, "Okay."

I picked her up by the waist, put her under me, and laughed, "The grapes are here." As I spoke, I put a grape in my mouth, chewed it into pieces, gazed into her eyes, and laughed, "Ah..." My girlfriend under me obediently opened her mouth, and I passed the grape pieces from my mouth to her. She chewed and swallowed them, and said reproachfully, "Don't eat like that!"

I said, "The grapes are finished, let's eat sausage!" As soon as I finished speaking, I thrust my body forward, and my long spear entered her body, and I began to thrust wildly.

The woman beneath me moaned softly with my movements, "A little lighter, oh... a little harder... it feels so good..."

As her body trembled violently, I asked, "Feifei, I love you, do you love me?"

Feifei answered, "Yes."

I said, "Would you like to be my little slut forever?"

Feifei said, "Yes."

I said, "Would you like to be your husband's forever horse?"

Feifei answered, "Yes."

Hehe, I knew that at this moment, she would say yes to anything I asked for. To conquer a woman, you must conquer her spirit and flesh together, and she will have a deep sense of belonging to you. The pleasure grew stronger and stronger, and I was about to ejaculate. The woman beneath me was also close to orgasm. I laughed and said, "Wife, husband is about to ejaculate. Which mouth do you want to eat today?"

Feifei softly said, "The one down there."

I said, "I won't feed the one down there today, I'll feed the one up there." After saying that, I pulled out my penis, leaned forward, and pointed the tip of my penis directly at Feifei's little mouth. The white bullet flew out, hitting Feifei's mouth, face, and nose. Her delicate face, covered in semen, was even more alluring.

I smiled, gently applying the semen to her face like a mask, and said with a laugh, "Husband's milk is the best face mask for women; applying it every day will surely keep you young forever."

Fei Fei didn't answer, letting me do as I pleased. I said, "Close your eyes." Then I picked up a cucumber from the table and inserted it into her vagina. This was my carefully prepared weapon. Hehe, Fei Fei groaned loudly, and soon her whole body trembled as she experienced an orgasm.

I pulled the cucumber out of her vagina and put it in her mouth, laughing, "Cucumber mixed with honey."

Fei Fei bit me, then hugged me tightly, kissed my lips, and fed me the cucumber, giggling,

"The best things are for husbands."

Our lovemaking ended in playful banter. This is what happened between me and my girlfriend Fei Fei.

I, Sen Tianyu, a staunch supporter and advocate of traditional Chinese culture, often look up to the sky and sigh, wondering why I was born in the wrong era. If I were born in ancient times, I would be a chivalrous swordsman, with beautiful women throwing themselves into my arms—how wonderful that would be!

However, true masters often live in seclusion amidst the bustling city. Although I was born in modern times, a terrible period that Buddhism calls the Dharma-ending Age, I still diligently practice Qigong and study Buddhism, hoping that one day I can achieve the state of oneness with

nature—refining essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, and refining spirit into emptiness. But in reality, there is a major contradiction that is difficult to resolve. Last year, I unintentionally obtained the authentic Taoist text on Yin-Yang dual cultivation, "The Great Joyful Ode of the Union of Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang," which I treasured greatly. I diligently practiced it, hoping to use it to enhance my sexual prowess and completely subdue my girlfriend, Feifei. Now I have achieved this goal, but I have discovered a side effect: my sexual prowess has increased too quickly, and my girlfriend Feifei is not a virile woman. She often cannot satisfy my sexual desires. After one or two times, I am exhausted and unable to continue. After resting for a while, my virility returns, and sometimes I have to masturbate to satisfy my heightened desire.

Feifei has two close female friends. One is from the city's acrobatic troupe, a highly skilled performer, with whom I often practice and hone my skills. The other is a beautiful white-collar worker at a foreign company, and both are quite attractive. Before, I had no impure thoughts when I was with them, but after a year of practicing the "Great Joy of Yin and Yang Intercourse," I can't help but feel wicked thoughts whenever I see them. It would be so pleasurable to strip them naked , put them on my crotch, and thrust into them hard.

What a pity! I often sigh. If it were ancient times, I would have taken all three of them.

But this is modern times, so what can I do? There are ways. Newspapers often report on wealthy men keeping mistresses—some even more than ten. However, methods that rely on money to achieve their goals are always despised by upright people like me. If you have the ability, rely on affection to make them obediently become my first, second, or third mistress. That's the only way to last.

However, although I had the desire, I didn't have the courage. After all, all three of them were pursuing a normal and happy life. Although I had strong sexual power and thought I could handle the three of them more than enough, I couldn't show off my skills... For the time being, I had no choice but to keep Fei Fei going and maintain a good relationship with the other two while burning incense and praying that they wouldn't find boyfriends.

As the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves." One day, while browsing the Daoist Canon, I suddenly noticed a mention of a heretical cult's practice called "The Art of Lustful Thoughts." The main method involves practicing Yin-Yang dual cultivation techniques, silently imagining one's soul leaving the body and engaging in sexual intercourse with a woman one desires. Simultaneously, one must understand the woman's various preferences and cater to them during intercourse. When the skill reaches a certain level, one can influence the woman, entering her dreams and causing her to fall deeply in love.

However, this "Art of Lustful Thoughts" has several conditions: First, during practice, the birth date and time of the person one is having intercourse with must be placed close to one's body, and one's own birth date and time must also be placed close to the person one is having intercourse with. The purpose of this is to establish a connection between the two souls, allowing for soul intercourse without reaching the state of soul leaving the body. True soul leaving the body requires reaching the highest level of cultivation, "Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness," which is achievable only at this stage.

Secondly, one's own skill must reach a certain level, sufficient to refine essence into qi, and in the process of refining qi, drive the soul to engage in sexual intercourse; thirdly, after entering the body of the object of intercourse, the imagined actions should not offend the object, but rather cater to their desires, gradually leading them astray.

I have carefully studied the above-mentioned method. Regarding the second point, having practiced qigong for over ten years, I have already achieved the effect of refining essence into qi. Regarding the third point, having known them for quite some time, I can barely attempt it.
The article is incomplete; please complete it as soon as possible. —From a Martian who follows a stalking trail.

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