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🕑 Added 2025-06-26 01:44:09 +0000 UTCHeroic Chivalry: The Green Legend – Chapter One
Carrying my sword and blade, I used my lightness skill to dash through the mountain forest, the wind whistling past my ears filling my heart with excitement. After so many years, I finally had martial arts again and not just any martial arts, but the very best in the world. Along the way, I encountered many fierce beasts, but their instincts kept them far from me. Seeing their fearful eyes as they avoided me, I felt extremely satisfied.
After running through the forest for over an hour, only the faintest light remained in the sky. With my current skills, night posed no obstacle, so I decided to keep going. I knew clearly that my wife and family must be very worried about me, and I wanted to reassure them as soon as possible.
When darkness fully fell, I heard the sound of weapons clashing in the distance as I hurried along. Frowning, I decided to check it out. Though I wanted to get home sooner, I didn’t want to be someone who only looked out for himself. Being a chivalrous hero who draws his sword to help the needy was something I’d longed for, but never had the ability to do until now. Now that I could, I was determined to help those in need.
After a few leaps, I arrived at the scene of the fight. When I saw the two sides, I immediately decided whom to help. On one side were dozens of people led by three fierce-looking men; on the other, a man and a woman under siege.
The besieged pair were a married couple. The woman looked about forty, dignified, beautiful, with a graceful figure no less than my wife, a mature beauty. The man was tall, imposing, and resolute. I knew them both: the woman was Miao Yuyan, master of the Qiushui Sword Sect, once ranked among the ten great beauties of the martial world alongside my wife; the man was her husband, Jiang Chong. In fact, Miao Yuyan was already fifty, and Jiang Chong fifty-five, but their profound cultivation made them look young. With their top-tier skills, they could maintain this appearance until seventy or eighty.
Both Miao Yuyan and Jiang Chong were top experts in the martial world, but now they were in dire straits. Miao Yuyan was faring better, her injuries only superficial, though her simple blue robe was torn in many places, revealing much white skin. Jiang Chong, however, was in a far worse state a deep, bone-revealing wound ran from his shoulder to his chest, enough to be fatal, and there were many other bloody holes. At a glance, I could tell he wouldn’t live much longer. If not for Miao Yuyan desperately protecting him, he’d have died under the attack of the three villains. The only reason Miao Yuyan herself wasn’t killed was that her attackers wanted to enjoy her alluring body.
Though I wondered why Miao Yuyan and Jiang Chong were being ambushed here and in such a state, there was no time to think. I immediately joined the fray, drawing a purple-glinting Tang-style blade from my back and charging into the fight.
“Demonic scum, prepare to die!” I shouted, slashing into the attackers.
From the sinister aura of their moves, I knew they were from the demonic sect, so I showed no mercy, unleashing a killing technique at once.
“Endless Blades!” With a roar, hundreds of blade energies swept out, killing or maiming nearly all the demonic disciples in a single move. Only the three leaders barely survived, their faces ashen with terror. If my aura hadn’t locked them in place, they would have fled.
“Who are you? I am a protector of the Demonic Alliance!” one of them blustered, trying to sound tough.
The words “Demonic Alliance” instantly ignited my rage. I shouted, “Remember, the one who kills you is Lü Hao of Heroic Chivalry Manor! Ten Blades to the Limit!”
After announcing my name, I unleashed a powerful move, this time targeting only the three leaders. Against the ten limit-breaking strikes, they had no resistance. The blade energy shattered their meridians. I would never grant such villains a quick death; with their meridians destroyed, they would spend their last three hours in agony.
With two moves, the battle was over. I rushed to Miao Yuyan and Jiang Chong. Miao Yuyan was holding Jiang Chong in tears, whispering, “Husband, don’t go! Without you, what’s the point of living? Don’t leave me alone!”
Hearing her sorrow, I felt genuine regret. If I had half-immortal cultivation, I might have saved Jiang Chong. A loving couple facing death’s parting my mood was heavy, and I had no heart even to admire Miao Yuyan’s exposed skin. Still, I could help a little. Jiang Chong didn’t even have the strength for a final farewell, but I could lend him some energy. I pressed my hand to his dantian and infused him with internal power, letting him speak for a moment.
“Master Lü, thank you… for saving my wife. Please escort her… back to the Qiushui Sword Sect! She’s poisoned, barely suppressing it, but won’t last long… We were ambushed by the demonic sect because we found a strange book, the ‘Samsara Sutra.’ Please keep it safe, or… the world will fall into chaos!” With that, he handed me a bundle.
Taking the bundle, I quietly told Miao Yuyan, “Master Miao, I’ll step away for a bit. Say what you need to Jiang.” I walked a dozen yards away. The energy I left in Jiang Chong would let him hold on for another quarter hour. During that time, I took out the book from the bundle. It wasn’t thick, but was shielded by powerful energy whoever wrote it was a supreme master, strong enough to leave lingering energy on the book.
Reading the introduction, I was amazed by the book’s creator. The ‘Samsara Sutra’ wasn’t a martial art, but its wonders could drive many mad the path to immortality. The first level lets one reincarnate once: at the moment of death, the soul can transfer to the nearest woman within a hundred yards, and when she becomes pregnant, her child is the reincarnation. But this can only be done once, and only at the moment of death.
The second level greatly speeds healing; ordinary wounds heal quickly. The third level allows regrowth of severed limbs. The fourth level grants immortality so long as the soul survives, the body can recover endlessly, even if decapitated. But the fourth level is extremely hard to achieve, requiring rare treasures. Each level mastered grants an additional reincarnation.
Seeing this, I understood why the demonic sect wanted it. Such a book would drive both good and evil mad. My first thought was to keep it secret, but that was impossible the demonic sect already knew. I imagined they would either try to steal it or spread the news, bringing the whole world down on me.
After thinking it through, I decided on a plan: copy it once, and give the other copy to Feng Tianhao. As I finished planning, Miao Yuyan had already buried Jiang Chong. Seeing the fresh tear stains and lingering sorrow in her eyes, I didn’t know how to comfort her. In the end, I could only softly say, “Master Miao, my condolences.”
“Thank you, Master Lü,” she replied quietly, without the overwhelming grief I’d expected.
Her tone surprised me, and a thought suddenly occurred. I couldn’t help but look at her alluring figure. “Master Miao, let’s find a quiet place. I’ll help detoxify you.”
With her consent, we quickly found a secluded lakeside spot, and I helped expel the poison. Seeing her pale face, I let her rest against a tree while I meditated. After a while, I heard rustling. Opening my eyes, I saw the mature beauty slowly undressing.
Before me, Miao Yuyan slowly took off her torn blue robe, then her white undergarments, until only a red dudou remained. Seeing her figure rivaling my wife’s I couldn’t help but breathe faster. I wanted to press her beneath me, but remembering my penis, which even fully erect was only the size of a pinky, I hesitated, and my lust faded.
Seeing my calm eyes, Miao Yuyan blushed. “Master Lü, I… I want to repay your life-saving grace, so…”
Hearing her shy, stammering words, I smiled and pulled her into my arms, whispering, “My penis is small; I can’t satisfy you. But if you don’t mind, I can help you bear Jiang’s reincarnation.”
Startled, she looked at me. I continued softly, “A chaste heroine like you, devoted to your husband, would never betray him unless it was to bring him back. Otherwise, you’d never seduce a man.”
After a brief stiffness, she relaxed and said softly, “Master Lü, I’m sorry! My husband and I took advantage of you.”
“This kind of ‘taking advantage’ is a blessing for any man. But… you really don’t mind that I can’t satisfy you?” I asked, a little embarrassed.
“That’s best! I just want a child, not… that!” she replied, blushing.
“And after the child is born? Will you raise him as a son, or as a husband?” I teased, caressing her smooth back, shapely legs, and enticing hips.
My touch made her body tremble apart from her husband, no man had ever touched her. My caresses made her shiver. My words made her blush even deeper. “I… I don’t know!” she said, her voice trembling with both arousal and fear of the future.
“So what will your child be to you? Son? Former husband? How will you get along? You’re only about forty, likely to live another hundred years how will you face him for so long?” As I spoke, my hand slid between her legs, and her mature body responded with wetness.
“Don’t ask, I… really don’t know!” she panted.
Hearing her tone and feeling her wetness, I knew I didn’t need to tease anymore. I quickly stripped naked. When she saw my groin, she couldn’t help but chuckle, then touched me and said, “Master Lü, you’re so small down there! Lady Zhen is really unlucky to have married you.”
Her teasing completely relaxed her, and she even joked about my “little” size. But there was no contempt in her eyes, only tenderness. Seeing that, I felt a little dissatisfied. Any man would protest being pitied like that. My protest was to push her onto the grass and passionately kiss her lips. Now, Miao Yuyan was no longer submissive any woman, facing a man who was “lacking” below, would feel confident, even if he was much stronger otherwise.
Miao Yuyan was a skilled kisser no less than my combined experience from two lives, surely thanks to Jiang Chong. I couldn’t help but admire him. During the kiss, my tiny penis slipped between her legs and entered her with no resistance. Feeling me inside, she couldn’t help but laugh softly.
Hearing her laugh, I let go of her tongue and grumbled, “What are you laughing at? Careful, or I’ll pull out and you won’t get your husband back!” I said, dissatisfied.
“Oh? Then pull out! There’s a small town up ahead if I spread my legs, there’ll be plenty of men willing to help me have a child,” she replied, smiling.
Seeing her smile, I wanted to thrust harder to show her what I could do. But as soon as I tried, my penis slipped out. Worse, she pretended not to notice, and my plan to regain my manly pride was ruined.
“What’s wrong? Move a little… Don’t tell me you already finished?” she teased.
Seeing her teasing, I sighed helplessly, rolled her over so she straddled me, and muttered, “You do it. If I move, it just slips out.” Straddling me, she giggled, grabbed my tiny penis, and slid it inside, then began to move and grind skillfully.
Miao Yuyan’s reputation was always serious, upright, and cold as ice. But now, riding me, she was passionate and wild almost wanton. Clearly, her public image was just a facade; this was her hidden side.
She didn’t move up and down, just kept grinding her hips, since any big motion would make me slip out again. After less than half a quarter hour, I hugged her hips tightly and ejaculated inside her. Feeling my semen in her womb, she stopped moving, her eyes still hungry, and lay down on my chest.
“Master Miao, you’re nothing like your reputation! Not a cold heroine at all, more like a lustful woman!” I said, caressing her back and hips.
“Master Lü, you’re not what they say either! Not a silent, low-key, desireless master, but a cheeky womanizer!” she retorted, pinching my penis and adding, “A womanizer with no equipment!”
“Mm! This is the real me… disappointed?” I asked softly.
“No! The real you makes me feel close. Though we’ve only just met, I don’t regret giving myself to you. To have your child as my husband’s next life makes me happy,” she said, blushing.
Seeing her shy beauty, I gently kissed her face and said, “Sister Yuyan, we’ll have a child marry me!”
She was stunned, then softly replied, “Sorry, I… haven’t decided what kind of life I want. If I really can’t forget my husband, we’d be a couple the world can’t accept.”
“Then you should be with me. I’ll be the best cover for you two,” I said gently.
She stared at me for a long time, but her instincts as a top expert told her I was sincere. She liked me, knew I wasn’t lying, but couldn’t marry someone she’d only really known for a day. She couldn’t be a woman who remarried right after her husband’s death, nor could she make me a man whose wife and son were incestuous.
“Lü… Hao, I can’t do that. I can’t let you bear that reputation,” she said, moved.
“Call me Lü Lang, please?” I said gently.
“Lü Lang… Sister can’t be so selfish. If I really choose to be with my husband, it’s unfair to both of you.”
“I don’t care about fairness. Don’t tell me you dislike me because I’m small? That’s fine my family has plenty of men. Judging by your performance, you’re a closet wildcat, and I don’t mind wearing the green hat!” I joked.
As soon as I finished, she pinched me hard and said, “Who’s a wildcat? You’re only the second man in my life! I’ve never acted like this in front of you or my husband!”
Seeing her playful pout, I was a little entranced, and she smiled proudly.
“Oh? So all your skills in bed came from Brother Jiang? I’m impressed! Tell me, how big is his penis?” I asked curiously.
At first, she refused to answer, but under my persistence, she finally told me: ten inches long, two inches wide about thirty centimeters by six. Hearing that, I couldn’t help but curse, “Beast!”
“No wonder you don’t like me. Compared to him, I’m basically a eunuch! A man like me doesn’t deserve a beauty like you. Even if I want to wear the green hat, you wouldn’t marry me,” I said, feigning sadness.
I put on my best acting, perfectly playing the pain of a man with a small penis. It made her feel sorry for me.
“Lü Lang, don’t be like that, okay? I… admit I like you, even though we’ve only just met. You saved me and my husband, and made me feel safe. But I can’t marry you it’s not fair. And… don’t you already have Lady Zhen?” she said, flustered.
“But… I don’t want to give you up! After what just happened, I realize I really like you. Please, marry me? If you choose to be with Brother Jiang in the future, I’ll step aside. Just give me a chance to care for you and our child?” I pleaded.
Seeing my sincere, pleading eyes, she hesitated, then nodded. I hugged her tightly, spun around, and shouted, “Wife, I love you!”
Hearing my joyful laughter and seeing my happy face, she couldn’t help but laugh too. A forty-eight-year-old man and a fifty-year-old woman, playing like young lovers and both naked…
Watching Miao Yuyan sleeping beside me, I felt a little guilty. I’d taken advantage of her vulnerability, but I was sure it was for her own good. Jiang Chong’s death pained her, and his reincarnation confused and frightened her. She didn’t know how to face the child she would bear would he be her son, her husband? Either way, there would be regrets. If the former, they’d have to suppress their feelings; if the latter, they’d face society’s condemnation.
My appearance gave her a new choice she could live under my protection. Whatever identity they chose, they wouldn’t face the worst outcome. If things were exposed, I’d be mocked for wearing the green hat, for my wife and son being incestuous. Most people would go mad from such ridicule, but I didn’t care I’d already been through worse.
I admit, I proposed not because I loved her. I admired, pitied, and desired her but it wasn’t love. Maybe, after living together, I’d fall in love, but not yet. Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping naked in my arms, I gently kissed her forehead and slowly fell asleep.
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In the bustling small city, Sister Yuyan and I walked slowly. She had changed into a simple dress I’d stolen from a house in a small town, leaving a silver ingot behind. Even in plain clothes, she was beautiful. What excited me was that she wore only a dudou beneath her dress.
Thinking of the sight under her dress, I couldn’t help but get excited, but remembering my short penis, I could only look. Without her making the first move, I was too embarrassed to show her my little member.
Once in the city, Sister Yuyan reverted to her usual demeanor serious and cold. Seeing her, the townsfolk automatically made way. The reason was simple: this was Qiushui City, home of the Qiushui Sword Sect, whose manor lay just outside. For decades, the city had been under the sect’s protection. The people here barely knew the city lord, but everyone knew the sect, so Sister Yuyan had great face here.
We arrived at noon, when the streets were quiet. As we were about to enter a restaurant, a drunk staggered past us. As he passed, he suddenly lunged at Sister Yuyan. As she dodged, a green-glinting, obviously poisoned dagger stabbed at her.
If she’d been in normal condition, she could have blocked or dodged easily, or even used internal energy to defend. But she’d just been detoxified yesterday, was weak, and still bore Jiang Chong’s soul, making her body heavy and slow.
As the dagger was about to strike, she retreated, and the blade missed. The assassin was shocked. As he hesitated, I grabbed her away and struck his arm with a sword-finger. Sword energy destroyed his meridians, and with a scream, his arm was ruined.
Still angry, I broke both his legs, leaving him kneeling, and shouted, “Who are you? Who sent you?” But he didn’t move. Turning his head, I saw he’d bitten a poison capsule and killed himself.
Frowning, I turned to Sister Yuyan, about to speak, but was distracted by the sight before me. The attack hadn’t killed her, but it had torn her dress, revealing her long, beautiful legs.
I thought she’d be embarrassed, but she was staring sternly at the restaurant. Following her gaze, I saw trouble every customer on the first floor was a martial artist, all staring at her.
Her gaze warned them they’d lost the chance to ambush her. No ambush so they’d attack openly. A burly man stepped forward: “Miao Yuyan! Hand over the secret manual, or you’ll die today. Your husband’s dead, you’re poisoned, you can’t beat us. Don’t blame us for being rough even if you’re crippled…” He didn’t finish; my blade had already taken his head.
“I thought there were no survivors left, but there are plenty. Care to tell me why you’re here? If not, you’ll die badly,” I said with a smile.
“Who… who are you?” My swift, deadly blade had them all terrified. If not for their numbers, they’d have fled.
“Lü Hao,” I said calmly.
Hearing my name, they were stunned. Then someone shouted, “Who are you kidding? Master Lü is the world’s greatest swordsman, and you’re using a blade? Get him!” With that, they snapped out of their shock.
Seeing this, I sighed at their stupidity. Even if I weren’t Lü Hao, could they handle me? A group of people who’d never truly practiced internal energy a second-rate expert could wipe them out. Not interested in toying with them, I decided to finish it. Using Qiankun Wuji Gong, its special effect kicked in.
I sensed the auras of my opponents calm, wild, vicious all appeared in my mind. Their auras determined their fate. Before they could attack, my blade flashed again. Against such opponents, I needed no techniques just speed. By the time my blade returned to its sheath, a third of them lay dead, and the rest were crippled.
The survivors stared at me in shock. I motioned to Sister Yuyan to question them. “Who are you? Why ambush me here?” she asked angrily.
With their lives on the line, none dared die for silence. Someone stammered, “Last night, there was a rumor that Lady Miao and her husband got a secret manual. After a demonic ambush, Master Jiang died, Lady Miao was wounded…”
“So you planned this ambush?” she asked coldly.
“No… not us. The one who planned it was… the city lord!” someone answered.
“The city lord?” Miao Yuyan was shocked. That coward who always looked at her with lust she never expected it to be him.
“Lady Miao, the city lord went to the Qiushui Sword Sect this morning…”
Before he finished, she rushed out. I hurried after her, holding her waist as we sped toward the sect, leaving behind the crippled martial artists and the stunned innkeeper.
“Did we… really meet Lü Hao?”
“Of course, who else could have such skill?”
“Damn, we survived a fight with Master Lü!”
“Idiot, that’s because he spared us.”
“Right, look at the dead ones they were all notorious villains.”
“From now on, I’ll be a good person!”
