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🕑 Added 2025-06-26 01:47:28 +0000 UTCHeroic Chivalry: The Green Legend – Chapter Ten: Descending the Mountain (Lü Fan’s Perspective)
Walking along the path to my master’s room, I was greeted with smiles and playful teasing by my fellow disciples, both male and female. I was long used to their antics, letting them joke around as they pleased. Watching them grin mischievously after pinching my butt or chest, I couldn’t help but laugh too. The reason for this was simple: I was simply too beautiful, having inherited my mother’s looks and alluring figure, making all my peers eager to get close to me.
My name is Lü Fan, a disciple of the Huashan Sect. My master is Feng Buyi, the sect leader and one of the three greatest swordsmen in the world. But my other identity is even more widely known: I am the young master of Heroic Chivalry Manor, son of Lü Hao, the number one swordsman. Ten years ago, my father sent me to Huashan to train under the pretext that he was in seclusion and couldn’t instruct me. My master accepted me as a personal disciple, making me the third senior brother of the sect. Because of my talent, my master taught me everything he knew. If I weren’t destined to inherit Heroic Chivalry Manor, my master would have wanted me as his successor.
Since I am the future heir of the manor, my peers treat me with great respect. But what they don’t know is that my status as the “son of the number one swordsman” is a bit of a sham. My father, Lü Hao, actually cannot use internal energy at all. Only our family and the Feng family know this secret not even my wife Su Yun is aware. The reason I came to Huashan to study swordsmanship was to become worthy of inheriting Heroic Chivalry Manor.
Outwardly, our family keeps a low profile. Because I know my father’s true situation, I never developed the bad habits of a spoiled heir. At Huashan, I’m always courteous and get along well with my peers, often helping them with their martial arts. I’m the most popular disciple after my wife, Senior Sister Su Yun even more so than my senior brother.
I used to think my life was perfect, aside from my father’s secret. I had a loving father who cared for me, a kind mother, a cute younger sister, a great master, and harmonious relationships with my peers. When my wife Su Yun chose me over another outstanding suitor, I even thought I was the happiest person in the world. But a year ago, when I went home, I made a painful discovery: my mother, behind my father’s back, was being fucked like a shameless bitch by my brother-in-law.
I had always thought my mother was chaste, kind, and pure. But seeing her bent over, lewdly begging her son-in-law to fuck her, destroyed that image. It turned out her purity was all an act she was actually a slut seducing her own son-in-law. The sight of her shaking her plump hips and barking like a dog for him haunted me for a long time. Since then, I’ve always worried my father would discover her true nature, that she had already seduced another man her own son-in-law. My feelings toward my mother became deeply conflicted. She was my mother, but also a woman who betrayed my father. She treated me well, but betrayed our family. I didn’t know how to face her, so I tried to avoid her as much as possible, to keep my feelings hidden and prevent disaster. Over the past year, I haven’t gone home at all. But the longer I stayed away, the more resentment I felt toward her.
Though I was conflicted at home, I was very happy in the Huashan Sect, because my married life with Senior Sister was blissful. She was gentle with the juniors but strict when supervising them, so everyone both loved and feared her. I was the same, but eventually fell in love with her stern side. After we married, I discovered another side of her my gentle, serious senior sister was actually a lustful woman.
Ever since our wedding night, when she lost her virginity, Senior Sister became addicted to sex, clinging to me every night. Luckily, I was not only healthy but also skilled in martial arts, or I wouldn’t have been able to satisfy her. Though I inherited my mother’s looks and a somewhat feminine figure, I’m very well-endowed. Whenever we bathed with the others, my fellow male disciples were all envious. After I married Senior Sister, they all said she must be very satisfied.
And indeed, every night I could bring her to the peak of pleasure. Three months ago, a few junior brothers and sisters eavesdropped outside our room, and our passionate sounds aroused them so much that two pretty junior sisters ended up losing their virginity to the junior brothers. Our master was furious and made the ringleaders marry the junior sisters. The two couples are very happy now, though the junior sisters are always shy around the other junior brothers who have experienced their bodies. After all, as righteous heroines, it was shameful to have been fucked by so many men out of lust.
Senior Sister wasn’t angry when she found out, only mildly scolded the junior brothers, who were very grateful. But I noticed that, after that, Senior Sister would often glance out the window during sex. I knew she hoped someone was listening or even watching. Once, I joked that someone was peeping, and she immediately climaxed. When she realized I was teasing, she was both embarrassed and scared. After that, she stopped initiating sex for a while and avoided talking to men. I knew she was afraid I’d think she was a slut, so she didn’t dare get close to any man, not even when instructing the juniors.
I saw her change, and as her guilt and timidity grew, I felt sorry for her. After about a month, I had a long talk with her. That night, I learned she had a wild, daring side. She loved sex with me and the feeling of letting go, and wanted to do even bolder things. Knowing the juniors liked to listen or even watch she was excited, and even wished she were one of the junior sisters who had been taken by several men.
After she confessed, she was ready for me to divorce her, thinking no man would accept a slut as his wife. I considered it, but seeing her pale, remorseful face and remembering our happy days, I chose to hold her tight and whisper, “Silly wife, it’s just a fantasy. When I see the junior sisters, I think about fucking them too!”
She cried in my arms for a long time. That night, I teased her for ages, and my hungry Senior Sister begged for more. As she rode me, looking so wanton, I thought: To hell with pride and reputation! As long as we’re happy, I don’t care what others think. That thought brought to mind my mother, and I unconsciously replaced her image with Senior Sister’s. The image of my mother shaking her hips and begging her son-in-law for sex merged with Senior Sister, and I was overwhelmed with desire. That night, I fucked Senior Sister so hard she begged for mercy until she fainted. The next morning, I apologized, but she shyly told me she liked it rough.
In the following days, we did things we’d never imagined before. Not only did we have sex all over Huashan, but we also spied on other couples. Since I’d learned the manor’s best stealth technique, we even peeped on elders without being caught. After a few times, we realized those couples were even wilder than us in private.
Some uncles role-played as others while fucking their wives, and some aunts called out other men’s names during sex. One aunt even called out my name, begging to be fucked hard and even asking for a gangbang by the junior brothers. The most surprising was our gentle, scholarly mistress, who role-played as a prostitute with master, and master would call out Senior Sister’s name while fucking her. He even loved spanking her.
These discoveries made us realize we were normal at least I didn’t call out mistress’s name while fucking Senior Sister. Senior Sister stopped feeling guilty about her fantasies, and I stopped being ashamed of imagining her as a slut. Our sex life became even more exciting and daring.
A month ago, mistress was teaching us martial arts, but we couldn’t concentrate because her dress, though proper, was a bit see-through in the sunlight, showing her mature, alluring figure. We all got hard, and our movements were off, making mistress angry. That night, I told Senior Sister, who looked at me with a lustful gaze and dragged me to master’s courtyard.
There, we saw master and mistress having sex outdoors. Their conversation shocked me mistress had dressed that way on purpose to tease us, on master’s orders. Their boldness inspired us, and after that, Senior Sister and I had sex outside several times. We were even caught a few times twice by junior sisters and once by junior brothers. Being seen by the junior brothers was more exciting. Afterwards, their looks at Senior Sister were strange, but she was unfazed, and I sometimes saw a hint of lust in her eyes, which I didn’t mind.
Recently, I’ve been fantasizing more about Senior Sister being played with by others, and my resentment toward my mother has faded. Now, sometimes when I think of my mother, I even feel a strange sense of fascination and admiration. Yes, I’ve started to admire her admire the mother who shook her perfect hips and begged her son-in-law to fuck her. I still respect my father, but I no longer think my mother’s lewdness is unforgivable. In fact, I’ve started to like and be attracted to lewd women. There are a few aunts in Huashan who cheat on their husbands, and I genuinely like being around them. Even Senior Sister doesn’t mind the lecherous uncles anymore.
Senior Sister and I are very happy now, but we know our happiness is dangerous a single misstep and we could go down a path we don’t understand and aren’t prepared for.
As I walked, lost in thought, I found myself at master and mistress’s courtyard. Entering, I saw mistress sitting in light, semi-transparent clothes, reading a letter. Her outfit was so alluring I was stunned. I could see her dudou and the outline of her beautiful legs hazy but even more tempting.
“Fan’er, you’re here!” mistress greeted me with a smile.
“Yes! Mistress, do you know why master called for me?” I asked respectfully, knowing she dressed like this to tease me, but still keeping my manners.
“It’s nothing major just some good news, and to tell you and Yun’er to go home for a visit.” She beckoned me over.
When I got close, I was instantly aroused by her mature, full figure. Even though I wasn’t a virgin, her beauty still excited me. Up close, I could see her legs and cleavage even more clearly. She seemed oblivious to how tempting she looked as she handed me the letter.
Reading it, I was shocked. My father had defeated Li Hanbing, the Tianshan sect leader, and Ding Zaiyang, the Blade Manor master, and was about to marry Miao Yuyan, the widowed Qiushui Sword Sect leader?
“Mistress! Is this true?” I asked in disbelief.
“Sigh! I know you’re upset, but your father and Master Miao are devoted to each other. Please don’t oppose it, okay?” She misunderstood, thinking I objected to my father’s marriage, not realizing I doubted his victories.
In the martial world, my father, Li Hanbing, and master were known as the three great swordsmen, with my father at the top. He never deserved that title before if not for Uncle Feng’s rumors, he would’ve been exposed. But now, Li Hanbing and Ding Zaiyang lost to him in public. What happened to my father?
“Mistress, I… want to leave right away,” I said urgently.
“Fan’er, there’s something we didn’t tell you so you wouldn’t worry. Over a month ago, your father was ambushed and poisoned by the Four Great Bandits and fell off a cliff. But now he’s fine. If you want to leave early, that’s fine. I’ve ordered horses for you and Yun’er. Huashan isn’t close to Heroic Chivalry Manor it’ll take over ten days. But please, don’t upset your father, okay?” mistress advised.
I nodded and left to find Senior Sister. She was teaching swordsmanship to the juniors, and seeing her “kind and intimate” instruction made me a bit excited, but I suppressed it and told her the news. She immediately packed with me, and after half an hour, mistress and the others saw us off.
“You two go ahead. Master and I will come before the wedding,” mistress said as we parted.
After bidding farewell, Senior Sister and I rode hard toward Heroic Chivalry Manor…
Looking at the heavy rain outside, I was in a foul mood. Senior Sister and I had planned to travel through the night, but had to stay at an inn. The inn was small, with just us, the innkeeper, and a servant. After dinner, we paid and went upstairs, planning to leave early. We slept in our clothes, not making love as usual, since we were away from home. Though we wanted to do something naughty, we restrained ourselves. Soon, we fell asleep.
“Boss, they’re both out.”
A voice, trying to suppress excitement, sounded in my ear. The tone made me think of the servant. I tried to open my eyes but found I couldn’t move at all not even open my eyes. In that instant, I realized: a black inn. My master had warned us about such places. Now, Senior Sister and I had been drugged and were at their mercy.
“See? No matter how strong they are, they can’t get up. This special incense is colorless and odorless once you inhale it, you can’t wake up. I got it from the Flower Bee, one of the Four Great Lustful Thieves, after saving his life. I’ve had my fun with many beauties here. Even Madam Qian from Lin City was fucked by me here and never knew,” the innkeeper said lewdly.
“This incense is amazing! With it, even top martial artists are doomed!” the servant said excitedly.
“Not quite. The Flower Bee said it doesn’t work on supreme masters their internal energy is too strong. It’s also ineffective on those with Nine Yang or Nine Yin bodies,” the innkeeper explained.
Hearing this, I realized why I was still conscious it was because I’d inherited part of my mother’s constitution. But since it wasn’t complete, I could only regain consciousness, not move. As I thought this, I heard the rustling of clothes. I immediately realized their target: my Senior Sister, my wife, a top beauty and one of the ten most beautiful women in the martial world. Of course they wanted her.
From what the innkeeper said, he usually just raped women and didn’t kill, so our lives weren’t in danger. That eased my mind a bit. As I relaxed, I recalled my frequent fantasies of Senior Sister being taken by other men. Today, it was about to happen for real. But the innkeeper’s next words filled me with dread.
“Boy, you take the beauty. I’ll play with her husband first such a pretty man’s ass is too tempting.”
“Hahaha, boss, you’re the best! Letting me have the beauty first.”
Their words made me scream inside, desperately trying to move, but I couldn’t even twitch a finger. My greatest effort was barely opening my eyes. I first saw a red candle, then the two men stripping off their last clothes. They each climbed onto the bed one to my wife, the other to me. The servant groped Senior Sister’s breasts, while the innkeeper fondled my feminine butt.
“Wow, these tits are big and round must get played with a lot. Never squeezed such nice tits before!” the servant said excitedly.
“Her husband’s ass is great, too better than my wife’s!” the innkeeper said as he groped me.
A husband and wife being molested at the same time something I never imagined, but now it was real. As I struggled in anger and fear, the innkeeper started undressing me, while the servant undressed my wife. As our clothes came off, their breathing grew heavier. When we were naked, they both gasped in awe.
“So beautiful!”
After that, they got to work. The servant spread Senior Sister’s legs and began licking her pussy, praising its taste, while the innkeeper flipped me over and started licking my butt. With my new angle, I couldn’t see Senior Sister anymore.
“This ass is so perky today I’ll really enjoy myself,” the innkeeper said as he licked.
Being licked and fingered by a man, I should have felt disgusted, but to my surprise, I didn’t. Under his skilled touch, my body grew hot and my breathing heavy. I could hear Senior Sister’s moans as she was licked. The image of her being violated filled my mind, making me both excited and hungry for more. Though I was thrilled by the thought, I also felt pain my beloved wife was about to be taken by another man, one far inferior to me. As I struggled with these feelings, the servant finally decided to take her.
“I can’t wait I have to fuck this beauty now!”
With a shout, he thrust into her. I heard the wet sound and his sigh of pleasure, followed by Senior Sister’s instinctive moan. Until now, only I had made her moan like that. Now, another man was enjoying her body her pussy, which had always brought me such pleasure, was now taken by a second man. Soon, a third would have her too.
“Pa pa pa…” After entering her, the servant began thrusting hard. Hearing the sound that only I used to make with her, I was torn between excitement and pain, feelings clashing inside me. Two voices echoed in my mind:
“Fuck her hard! Fuck my beloved Senior Sister, my beloved wife!” the thrill of seeing her finally taken by another.
“Let my Senior Sister go! Or I’ll kill you!” the anger at her violation.
As pleasure and rage warred inside me, the innkeeper, aroused by the sounds, couldn’t hold back. He changed my position and mounted me from behind. At that moment, I was more focused on Senior Sister and the servant than on the innkeeper. With the new angle, I could see them again.
In the candlelight, I saw Senior Sister naked under the servant, being fucked hard. The sight filled me with excitement and arousal. Watching the servant’s thin body thrusting into her, hearing the “pa pa” of their bodies, I wanted to howl with excitement. If I could move, I’d have done something shameful.
As I reveled in the sight, the innkeeper pressed his cock to my never-entered hole. Focused on Senior Sister, I was caught off guard by a sudden, tearing pain from behind. I screamed silently, my attention scattering, hearing only the innkeeper’s grunts and shouts.
“Hahaha… this asshole is amazing! Better than any woman I’ve fucked!”
With no response from us, the two men didn’t speak much, just fucked us hard. The “pa pa” sounds echoed in the room. As the innkeeper thrust, my pain faded, replaced by a pleasure I’d never known. I grew more comfortable and began to enjoy it.
“Being fucked by a man isn’t so bad,” I found myself thinking.
As I experienced pleasure from behind and the thrill of watching my wife violated, I felt incredible joy, wanting to shout out. I don’t know how long it lasted. I only remember the innkeeper shouting as he came inside me, then the servant shouting as he came in my wife. They rested, then, once hard again, switched places. The innkeeper fucked Senior Sister’s ass he clearly preferred it. Luckily, I’d already enjoyed that before.
They each came four times, and I came once. Senior Sister, unaware, climaxed three times, once convulsing in pleasure as they double-teamed her. Though she was unconscious, her body enjoyed it immensely, and I was wildly aroused.
After their last round, they washed us and dressed us. The next morning, Senior Sister woke up confused she still felt the afterglow, but there were no marks, so she said nothing. My ass was still a bit sore. As we left, the innkeeper and servant grinned and said, “Come again!”
Senior Sister ignored them coolly, but if she knew they’d fucked both her holes last night, who knows what she’d think? As for me, I felt a bit shy and, to my surprise, a bit fond of the men who “took my virginity.” When they said, “Come again!” my heart replied, “I’ll be back.” As for revenge no way. They made me feel so good, I’d rather thank them!
