Chapter 111

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the room of Yue Buqun, the former leader of the Huashan Sect. The beautiful woman on the large bed, with her charming face and alluring figure, slowly opened her eyes.

Her long, thick, jet-black hair was draped messily over her rounded shoulders and fair skin, like a piece of black silk; one could imagine its smooth and silky feel even without touching it.

Her slightly swollen lips and tear stains at the corners of her eyes revealed the storms she had weathered the night before, while the hickeys on her snow-white neck sparked much speculation.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, her beautiful eyes still held a hint of confusion and bewilderment. After a while, she slowly came to her senses, and just as she was about to get up, she felt a heavy weight on her chest.

She looked down and her cheeks, still flushed with the lingering scent of spring, turned a deep red that looked as if they were about to bleed.

Before her full, white breasts, a young man was fast asleep, his head buried between them, a dark red nipple still in his mouth.

Saliva trickled down the corner of his mouth, wetting a large area of ​​her chest.

Recalling how she had moaned and groaned beneath the young man last night, and how he had manipulated her into various shameful positions like a prostitute, the beautiful woman felt a surge of emotion and couldn’t help but spit out, “You big bad guy, you can’t even sleep properly!”

She struggled to move the young man’s head away, then gently sat up. Before she could even get out of bed, a pair of large hands pulled her down from behind again.

Immediately afterwards, two large hands grabbed her breasts, one on each side, and a teasing voice rang in her ear: “My dear teacher’s wife, why are you in such a hurry to get up?”

“Let go!” The pleasure on her chest made the beautiful woman tremble, and she quickly pushed back with her elbow. “You’re awake and still on top of me, you big bad guy!”

“Hehe…” The young man did not let go, but instead kept pinching and kneading the two fleshy mounds, and kept rubbing the hard nipples between his fingers.

“Ah… Yun’er, no… um… you’re so annoying…” The beautiful woman’s body, which had been trained to be extremely sensitive, quickly went limp, and she could only close her eyes and gasp for breath, with only her small mouth still resisting in vain.

The young man played with the beautiful woman until she was aroused, then flipped her over and pinned her beneath him. With a thrust of his body, his thick, long penis parted the two fleshy labia between her legs.

At this moment, her mons pubis and the surrounding area were covered with dried semen stains, but after the play just now, a few drops of vaginal fluid had begun to seep out from the pink crevice.

With the lubrication of the vaginal fluid, the large glans was slowly being inserted inside.

The beautiful woman felt something strange in her lower body, her eyes widened in shock, and she cried out, “Why are you still… no… um…”

Before she could finish speaking, the young man had already opened his mouth and captured her two rosy lips, thrusting his lower body forward, his penis already deeply inserted into her honey hole.

The thick, long penis easily reached the core of her flower, and the beautiful woman’s strength to resist vanished.

The young man stuck his tongue into the beautiful woman’s mouth and swept it around, while his lower body began to sway back and forth, allowing his penis to slowly thrust in and out of her tight, plump vagina, continuously bringing them both ecstatic pleasure.

“Mmm…mmm…” The beautiful woman’s eyes were tightly closed, her tongue intertwined with the young man’s, and her jade legs naturally wrapped around his waist, and she began to sway her hips to match the young man’s thrusting.

Lubricated by copious amounts of vaginal fluid, the penis moved in and out of the beautiful woman’s honey hole faster and faster, causing her two thick labia to be constantly flipped and turned.

The young man’s lower abdomen slammed against the beautiful woman’s full mons pubis with a loud slapping sound, while his large glans repeatedly thrust into the tender flower core deep within her honeyed orifice.

“Wait… Yun’er… Don’t go so fast… Oh… It’s too deep… It’s too thick… Master’s wife can’t take it… Oh… Don’t hit me… I… I… I’m coming…” Under the intense stimulation of pleasure, the beautiful woman quickly reached the edge of orgasm.

She pulled her hand away from the young man’s mouth and began to let out seductive moans.

Although she said no, her arms were tightly wrapped around the young man’s neck, her plump legs were firmly clamped around his waist, and her feet were pressed down on her buttocks, pushing the young man’s penis deeper into her honey hole.

No one could have imagined that the dignified, kind, and upright former head of the Huashan Sect, who appeared so righteous in front of outsiders, would be reduced to being aroused like a female beast in heat by a young man more than ten years her junior, constantly uttering all sorts of lewd and obscene words.

The young man suddenly hugged the beautiful woman’s voluptuous body tightly and increased the speed of his thrusting once again.

The beautiful woman, who was already close to climaxing, was so aroused that her whole body trembled, and the sounds coming from her mouth seemed to break through the roof.

“Wait…wait…ah…ah…oh my god…so good…I’m going to die…dying…ah…” Soon, the beautiful woman felt the penis inserted into her body seem to swell up again. She knew the young man was about to ejaculate. She was about to refuse when an orgasm came unexpectedly, leaving her trembling and holding the young man tightly, no longer caring about anything else.

“Master’s wife… I’ve ejaculated… I’ve ejaculated all of it into you!”

The young man raised his head and roared loudly, his body beginning to tremble rhythmically.

With each contraction of his buttocks, thick semen shot into the beautiful woman’s body like bullets, colliding head-on with the hot flow emanating from her clitoris, quickly filling her vagina.

The beautiful woman trembled violently with pleasure, her eyes rolled back, and her limbs clung tightly to the young man’s strong body, her ten round toes digging desperately into the soles of his feet.

She suddenly raised her head and pressed her rosy lips tightly against the young man’s large mouth.

The young man plunged his tongue deep into the beautiful woman’s mouth, frantically sucking out the sweet saliva from her lips, chasing after her soft, smooth tongue.

The beautiful woman also warmly responded to her lover, their two fleshy tongues intertwining, licking and sucking each other, just like their owner.

After a long while, the young man reluctantly pulled his penis slowly out of the honey hole. The tender flesh of the hole tightly gripped his penis, as if it did not want this treasure that brought him unparalleled pleasure to leave.

With a soft “pop!” like a cork being pulled from a bottle, the young man’s penis finally left the beautiful woman’s honeyed orifice. A large amount of vaginal fluid and semen mixed together and gushed out.

The young man lay on the bed, holding the beautiful woman in his arms, kissing her cheeks and ears while gently caressing her body to calm her down.

“What did you do to offend Madam Shi? She didn’t give you a kind look all day yesterday!” Ning Zhongze moved the large hand that was still messing with her body away and slowly drew circles on Nie Yun’s chest with her delicate hand.

“How could I possibly offend her? You are all my precious darlings, I’m too busy taking good care of you!”

Nie Yun looked completely innocent, but when he thought of his arm, which had been pinched until it was covered in bruises, he couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

“Alright, alright, I know you too well. You’re definitely up to some dirty trick again, just like you did to me earlier!”

Ning Zhongze gently punched his shoulder and got up to get out of bed.

He swayed as soon as he stood up and almost fell.

“Master’s wife!”

Nie Yun quickly sat up, wanting to reach out and help him up.

Ning Zhongze glared at him, forcefully slapped his hand away, and scolded, “Who needs your pretense! Wasn’t causing trouble all night last night enough? And now you’re causing trouble again this morning!”

Nie Yun withdrew his hand, chuckled, and did not refute.

Ning Zhongze pressed her lower back twice, shook her neck back and forth, picked up her clothes from the ground, and slowly put them on.

Now that the two are already very close, she doesn’t shy away from Nie Yun at all, and just openly and generously stretches out her body.

A light, sheer dress draped over her graceful body, revealing glimpses of her delicate form that made her even more alluring than when she was completely naked.

Her smooth, fair skin resembled exquisite porcelain, and her slender, supple waist was free of any excess fat. Paired with full breasts and a pert bottom, no one would guess that the beautiful woman before them was nearly forty years old.

Looking at his master’s wife’s graceful figure, Nie Yun’s little brother, which had just finished relieving himself, became eager to try again.

As if sensing something, Ning Zhongze glanced between his legs with a half-smile, and deliberately said in a seductive voice, “Want me to lie with you for a while longer? If that’s not enough, I’ll call Shan’er over too, and the two of us, mother and daughter, will serve our Great Master Nie properly!”

She emphasized “serving” and “Master Nie,” which sent a chill down Nie Yun’s spine. He quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed his clothes, and started dressing, laughing as he did so: “As the head of the Huashan Sect, I naturally have to rise with the rooster’s crow so that I can set an example for all the disciples. Don’t worry, Master’s wife, I’ll go and teach those lads right away!”

Ning Zhongze looked at Nie Yun’s expression, which seemed to be on fire, and couldn’t help but smile. Her eyes revealed a charming allure, the kind of happiness that only a woman can have after being fully satisfied.

A few days later, Min Rou went back with Shi Qing.

After all, they are still husband and wife. Her husband came all the way to pick her up, so it would be a bit unreasonable for her to act all high and mighty.

Because her husband’s previous offense nearly scared her to death, she didn’t give Nie Yun a friendly look before leaving.

On the last night, Nie Yun used the same trick again, taking advantage of the farewell banquet to get Shi Qing and his son drunk once more. Min Rou glared at Nie Yun from the side, but did not stop him.

Nie Yun chuckled, knowing that his beautiful mother had finally won his heart.

Fish and dragons danced all night, and spring water overflowed the jade pot.

The next morning, Nie Yun respectfully escorted Shi Qing and his family of three down the mountain. When they parted, he held Min Rou’s hand tightly and repeatedly told her not to go out alone in the future, lest she run into bad people.

Seeing the loving mother and filial son in front of him, Shi Qing felt very gratified.

Min Rou looked at Nie Yun with a half-smile, and then pinched his hand hard behind her sleeve. After seeing Nie Yun gasp and his face twitch, she smiled and withdrew her hand.

“Next time I’ll make you call me dad!” Nie Yun said bitterly, with two almost bleeding fingernail marks on the back of his hand.

After Min Rou left, Nie Yun began to devote all his attention to the upcoming Songshan Alliance meeting. Several experts from the Sword Sect and the disciples who had gone down the mountain for training all returned to the mountain, and intelligence from all over the country continued to pour in.

On the training ground, numerous disciples formed sword formations of varying sizes and fought each other.

With the miraculous medicines distributed by Nie Yun, the disciples were able to engage in combat much more effectively.

For a moment, the wind howled and silver light flashed on the field. Although it was late spring, people felt a deep chill.

Meanwhile, masters like Ning Zhongze, Feng Buping, and Yue Lingshan came to the Cliff of Contemplation to either exchange blows or engage in study and discussion.

Now, the three elders of the Sword Sect have already mastered the sword techniques on the stone wall, and their swordsmanship has reached a new level.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan clashed using the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique. The two moved around the field with ghostly speed and lightning-fast sword light, leaving Feng Buping and the others, who had always looked down on the Qi Sect, speechless with astonishment.

Cong Buqi watched with envy and went to Nie Yun’s side, saying ingratiatingly, “Sect Leader, what sword technique are they practicing? Can I learn it?”

“Are you sure you want to learn?” Nie Yun’s gaze swept down to his crotch, a strange smile appearing on his face.

Cong Buqi nodded repeatedly, and Cheng Buyou, who was beside him, also looked over. Only Feng Buping was mature and prudent, and quite confident in his 108-style Gale Swift Sword, so he did not show any envy.

Nie Yun whispered something in Cong Buqi’s ear, and Cong Buqi’s excited face immediately turned extremely depressed, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

Nie Yun chuckled, turned around and called out to Feng Buping, “Uncle-Master Feng, I’ll practice swordsmanship with you and help you find weaknesses.” With that, he drew his sword and lunged at Feng Buping.

Cheng Buyou, watching Cong Buqi’s face turn pale and then flushed, was very puzzled. He stepped forward and asked, “Senior brother, what did the sect leader say?”

Cong Buqi turned around and sighed, “The sect leader said that this sword technique is extremely powerful, but there is one condition that must be met in order to learn it.”

Cheng Buyou asked curiously, “What are the conditions?”

Cong Buqi’s face twitched, and he said, word by word, “If you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself.”

Cheng Buyou suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. The two men stared at each other, both feeling extremely frustrated.

Under the night sky, on the Cliff of Contemplation, Nie Yun stood in deep concentration, his feet moving slowly with a very peculiar gait.

Although he moved very slowly, you could tell from his expression that it was by no means easy, and he would pause to think for a moment after each step before taking the next one.

Moreover, every few steps he would kick out swiftly, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, his kicks as fast as the wind, incredibly agile, a technique he had learned from the Shaolin Temple.

He held a soft Burmese knife in his right hand, the blade trembling incessantly, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.

Under the moonlight, the blade was entirely dark red, with a faint bloody sheen, making it extremely terrifying.

That day, he killed the Blood Saber Ancestor and revealed the “Blood Saber Manual,” which combined the Twenty-Seven Styles of Blood Saber Technique with Tian Boguang’s Gale Saber Technique to create the Nine Styles of Blood Killing.

That blood-slaying sword technique was extremely bizarre, with each move slashing from an impossible angle. Naturally, such a strange sword technique had a corresponding movement method.

The reason why the Blood Saber Ancestor was able to roam freely and rarely encounter an opponent in the original work was because he had mastered both his movement techniques and saber skills to perfection.

The unpredictable movement combined with the cunning swordsmanship complement each other in battle, making each strike unpredictable and impossible to defend against.

This time, Nie Yun first witnessed Dongfang Bubai’s lightning-fast movement technique when he went down the mountain. Afterwards, he obtained the Ladder Cloud Leap, Great Shift Movement Technique, and Shadow Follows the Form Leg from the Wudang and Shaolin sects respectively. He wanted to integrate them to form a set of movement techniques that were specifically designed for maneuvering and killing enemies and avoiding danger in a small area. At that time, his Blood Killing Nine Styles would be able to exert even greater power.

At that time, the sword strikes would be continuous and unpredictable, the movements would be ever-changing and unpredictable, and with the shadow-following kicks, Nie Yun was confident that even if Shaolin set up the Five Hundred Arhats Formation, he could still break through and escape seven times.

Although the Mysterious Jade Disc could optimize and enhance martial arts skills and then impart them to him in a profound and enlightening way, Nie Yun felt that it was safer to use the installation disk and follow the steps rather than using the GHOST button to install.

While directly optimizing and infusing martial arts through the Xuanling Jade Disc is quick, it’s not the proper path. If he wants to forge his own path in martial arts cultivation, he must strengthen his martial arts skills and not rely solely on magical treasures.

Just like the saying often heard in fantasy novels: supernatural powers cannot compare to the will of Heaven.

Nie Yun’s figure moved faster and faster, his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a ball of red light, and the fusion of his swordsmanship and leg techniques gradually became smoother, without any sense of sluggishness.

When he realized he had made little progress in his practice, Nie Yun closed his eyes and began virtual sparring.

The Mysterious Jade Disc—the key to learning can be learned but not used, but it can help him construct a martial arts training space in his sea of ​​consciousness and create various virtual enemies whose martial arts are the various martial arts he has seen.

Now, Nie Yun has traveled all over the country and has seen and learned the martial arts of several major sects in the world, including Shaolin, Wudang, the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and even the Sun Moon Sect. In particular, his trip to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion has greatly broadened his martial arts horizons.

In the training space, the virtual enemies, some wielding knives, some wielding swords, some fighting bare-handed, and some holding unusual weapons, attacked him with all sorts of moves like a storm.

Although he stood still, the killing intent on the field grew stronger. Nie Yun’s brows were furrowed, beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and the veins on his hand gripping the hilt of the knife bulged.

Just then, a mountain crow flew over the top of the cliff, and Nie Yun let out a whistle, wielding his Burmese knife in mid-air and suddenly slashing out.

This slash was as fast as lightning and incredibly powerful. A flash of blood appeared, and the poor little bird was cleaved to pieces by the blade’s energy. Moreover, the blade’s energy did not stop after striking the bird; it continued to slash towards the stone wall two zhang away.

With a loud bang, the stone wall, which had remained undamaged despite being slashed by countless Huashan disciples’ swords for hundreds of years, was actually cleaved by the sword energy, creating a hole half the height of a person.

Smoke and dust billowed, ready to fall at any moment.

Nie Yun opened his eyes, his spirit refreshed. He raised the knife in his hand, his eyes shining like stars.

At this moment, he completely broke free from the conventions of his predecessors and embarked on his own path of martial arts.

Time flies, and it’s already the end of April.

After arranging the affairs on the mountain, Nie Yun, along with Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, Feng Buping, and seventy carefully selected disciples, headed to Mount Song to participate in the alliance meeting.

Qu Feiyan and Shui Sheng also wanted to go, but Nie Yun considered that there would definitely be a fierce battle on this trip, so he asked them to stay behind at Mount Hua, firstly to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack, and secondly to protect Ling Shuanghua.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, a group of beautiful Miao women came forward to greet them. Feng Ping and his men were on guard when they saw their sect leader step forward and embrace the leading Miao woman.

The beautiful Miao woman did not resist at all. Instead, she smiled and kissed Nie Yun hard on the face, leaving a red lip print.

Ning Zhongze frowned slightly, glanced at Nie Yun, and said nothing.

Yue Lingshan didn’t have her mother’s good temper. She pouted, stepped forward, pulled Nie Yun away, and said irritably, “Shameless!”

The people behind them practically popped their eyes out. Feng Buping and his two companions exchanged glances, secretly guessing the identity of the Miao woman.

The person who came was naturally Lan Fenghuang, who had received Nie Yun’s message. She wondered what kind of situation she would encounter on her trip to Mount Song.

Blue Phoenix is ​​proficient in poisons and can control various poisonous insects, so naturally she should keep her with her as a secret weapon.

Since being spanked by Nie Yun, Lan Fenghuang has become much more obedient and has stopped provoking Yue Lingshan. She simply smiled, took Yue Lingshan’s hand, and said affectionately, “Oh my, Lingshan, you’ve become even more beautiful and radiant these past few days. You truly deserve to be the apple of Brother Yun’s eye! Even I, your older sister, am utterly captivated by your lovely face!”

As he spoke, he reached out and gently brushed her face.

Caught off guard, Yue Lingshan felt a fragrant breeze, followed by a warm and soft touch on her face.

“Oh dear! You…you…” She took a few steps back, her face flushed, and pointed at Lan Fenghuang, not knowing what to say for a moment.

If Lan Fenghuang were to compete with her for attention as before, Yue Lingshan would naturally not be afraid.

But now that her style has changed, the kind-hearted woman is somewhat at a loss.

Ning Zhongze shook his head and stepped forward, saying, “Thank you, Sect Leader Lan, for coming all this way to our aid.”

Lan Fenghuang knew Ning Zhongze’s place in Nie Yun’s heart, so she dared not be negligent.

She stepped forward and gave a slight bow, saying, “I was just being polite, Madam Yue.”

Her beautiful eyes swept over Nie Yun, and a smile as lovely as a flower bloomed on her face. “Since Brother Yun is my man, I will naturally do my best to help him.”

Her solemn bow relieved the Huashan group, but the unexpected turn of events almost made them throw up.

“Hehehe…” Seeing everyone’s expressions, Lan Fenghuang couldn’t help but let out a charming laugh.

Nie Yun slapped her on the bottom with a stern face and said irritably, “Stop fooling around!”

“They rushed over as soon as they received your message, how could you be so heartless!” Lan Fenghuang looked at him with resentment.

“You said I’m your man, so shouldn’t you, as my woman, help me? Okay, we need to get going!”

Nie Yun reached out and touched her head, immediately brightening her expression.

After the two groups joined forces, they headed straight for Mount Song. Lan Fenghuang and Nie Yun had been separated for a long time, and naturally, they lingered together along the way.

Yue Lingshan wanted to win the emperor’s favor, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

In the end, Lan Fenghuang took the initiative to pull her into the room, where she spent the whole night with Nie Yun, indulging in wild and unrestrained behavior.

After this incident, their relationship improved considerably. They started chatting and laughing together, and by the time they were almost at Mount Song, they were already like best friends.

On this day, the group arrived at the foot of Mount Song, which happened to be the day before the Five Sacred Mountains Conference.

The group had traveled a long and arduous journey, and since they hadn’t come with good intentions, they weren’t in a hurry to go up the mountain. Instead, they booked an inn at the foot of the mountain and rested for the night.

That night, Nie Yun did not indulge in tenderness, but instead meditated alone in his room to regulate his breathing. His muscles rippled with an extremely subtle amplitude, and the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard from his meridians.

“Songshan Sect, Shaolin Temple… Tomorrow I, Nie Yun, will crush both of you under my feet!”