Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

As the incomparably noble Princess Zhennan, she had never suffered the slightest physical pain since childhood.

Even the harshest punishments have never been met with such brutality towards her.

This...this is utterly absurd! This is utterly humiliating!

Watching the whip sway gently in Lin Xuan's hand like a venomous snake, Dao Baifeng's heart pounded, and an instinctive fear surged into her heart.

“Young Master Lin…” she stammered, her voice filled with obvious panic, “Does…do it really have to be this way? Isn’t this unnecessary…wasn’t the previous method quite good? I…I’m afraid of pain…”

Lin Xuan put away his smile and put on an extremely serious expression.

“Your Highness, this is a necessary step in the spellcasting process, and none of it can be omitted. If we give up halfway, all the efforts of the past two days will be wasted, and the evil energy may even backfire more severely. As the saying goes, ‘a serious illness requires strong medicine,’ what is this little bit of physical pain compared to Young Master Duan’s safety?”

He stared into Dao Baifeng's eyes, his tone softening slightly, but still carrying an irresistible pressure:

"Besides, I know what I'm doing. I won't really hurt the Princess Consort; I'll just make that malevolent aura nowhere to hide. I urge the Princess Consort to be patient for the sake of the bigger picture."

Seeing his serious expression, Dao Baifeng's resistance wavered.

The phrase "necessary process" seems to possess a magical power. And...

Deep within that fear, at the very bottom of her heart, as she stared at the whip, a strange, inexplicable shiver rose within her.

It wasn't pure fear, but a feeling mixed with excitement, curiosity, and even a hint of perverse anticipation.

The rough treatment she had received from Lin Xuan these past few days seemed to have awakened the long-dormant demon within her.

Since it's for the sake of "casting a spell"... since it's for Yu'er... since we have to endure it all...

Dao Baifeng gritted her teeth, and a beautiful blush rose again on her pretty face.

Finally, she nodded as if resigned to her fate, her voice barely a whisper: "Since...since it's necessary, then...then I'll do as you say, young master. I only...I only beg you to show mercy..."

"The Princess is very wise and righteous, and I admire her."

A triumphant smile flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

He reached out and grabbed Dao Baifeng's arm, pulling her up from the bed.

"Stand up."

Lin Xuan commanded, "Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart. Put your hands behind your head. Close your eyes and relax your whole body."

Dao Baifeng had completely become his plaything. Even though the position was extremely shameful, even though she stood there naked and covered in ink like a lamb to the slaughter, she still obediently did as she was told.

A pair of bare feet stepped on the cold stone slabs, and ten round and cute toes gripped the ground tightly because of tension.

Her voluptuous and alluring body stood erect without any concealment, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing.

She kept her eyes tightly shut, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, awaiting the impending punishment and...the unknown.

Looking at the magnificent scene before him, Lin Xuan instantly activated the Yin-Yang Supplementing Technique within his body.

That pure yang energy, which was also somewhat sinister, flowed from his palm into the whip in his hand.

The limp whip instantly straightened, as if it had come to life, emitting a soft buzzing sound in the air.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a wicked smile, and without further hesitation, he suddenly flicked his wrist.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and loud sound suddenly rang out in the secret room.

The black whip, like a serpent emerging from its hole, lashed out with perfect precision at Dao Baifeng's high and firm left breast, accompanied by a whistling sound!

"what--!"

Caught off guard, Dao Baifeng let out a sharp yet alluring cry of pain.

In that instant, a searing pain spread throughout her body. Her delicate breasts were struck hard by the whip, and a bright red welt instantly appeared, stretching across her snow-white skin, a shocking sight.

However, before the intense pain had completely subsided, a strange heat flow quickly seeped into the wound.

That was Lin Xuan's true energy attached to the whip!

This vital energy, like ants, crawled and burrowed into her flesh, bringing a tingling, itchy pleasure that went straight to her bones.

It hurts! It really hurts!

But... amidst this pain, the pleasurable sensation of her body being torn apart and pierced made every pore on her body explode at that moment.

"Um...ah..."

What should have been a painful scream turned into a trembling, seductive moan that could send any man's bones tingling.

Dao Baifeng's body suddenly leaned backward, and if she hadn't steadied herself in time, she would have almost collapsed to the ground.

She opened her eyes, wanting to protest, but found the world before her was a blur.

"This...this feels so strange..." she thought in horror. Is this still hitting someone? Why does being hit feel so...so exciting?

Lin Xuan didn't give her any time to think.

"Snapped!"

Another lash!

This time it was her right breast. The force was still controlled with exquisite precision; it was just the right amount of pain, enough to make her cry out, but not enough to cause serious injury.

"Ah! It hurts...Young Master Lin...be gentle...uh..."

Dao Baifeng cried out again, her two white breasts bouncing violently with each whipping, the red marks on them symmetrical and vibrant, like some kind of special totem.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The whip in Lin Xuan's hand transformed into a series of afterimages, raining down on Dao Baifeng like a storm.

Not just the chest.

That flat, smooth abdomen.

That slender and supple waist.

That fair and smooth jade back.

Each lash left a red mark on her skin, causing her to tremble and moan.

"Ugh... Ah... Too fast... I can't take it... Ahh..."

At this moment, Dao Baifeng no longer cared about the dignity of a princess or any sense of shame.

She felt as if her body had become a taut string, and the whip in Lin Xuan's hand was the finger plucking that string.

Each lash creates a symphony of "pain and pleasure".

She tried her best to bite her lip, not wanting to make that embarrassing sound.

However, the true energy that penetrated her body was too domineering, and the extreme pleasure mixed with pain made her unable to control her throat at all.

One lash after another!

Lin Xuan's technique became increasingly skillful.

The already delirious Dao Baifeng began to moan even more unrestrainedly. Her voice was melodious and pitiful, yet also carried a strong seductive charm, making Lin Xuan's blood boil.

Lin Xuan is also very wicked.

Seeing that Dao Baifeng had completely entered the zone, his whip techniques became even more cunning and vulgar.

"Snapped!"

With this lash, the tip of the whip precisely wrapped around the already engorged and erect cherry on the left breast, pulled gently, and then suddenly released.

"Eek—!!!"

Dao Baifeng trembled violently. The stimulation of being whipped in her sensitive areas made her vision go black, her legs clamped tightly together, and she let out a high-pitched scream.

"Snapped!"

Before she could recover, the whip, like a venomous snake, circled around behind her and lashed hard against the inside of her two plump, white buttocks, onto the most tender flesh.

"Ah! My butt... don't hit there... ah... it hurts... it feels so good..."

At this point, Dao Baifeng was already rambling incoherently. She didn't know what she was saying, only that her body needed more of this kind of stimulation.

Lin Xuan did not stop; instead, he intensified his efforts.

The whip's shadow specifically targets those private and sensitive areas.

The delicate, soft flesh on the inside of her thighs was bruised and trembled, turning bright red from the slapping.

On several occasions, the whip tip, accompanied by a whistling sound, boldly passed between her legs, its rough texture rubbing hard against her already overflowing vulva!

"ah--!!!"

The terrifying pleasure of being directly whipped in that most private place was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering all of Dao Baifeng's defenses.

Her legs gave way and she could no longer stand, collapsing to her knees with a thud.

Unable to maintain that standing, tortured posture any longer, instinct compelled her to revert to that position that she found humiliating—

She braced herself on the ground with her hands and knees, raising her swollen, red buttocks high into the air, twisting her waist like a female animal in heat, trying to relieve the itch and emptiness that came from the depths of her soul.

"Ah...be gentle...no..."

Her face was flushed, her eyes were so glazed they seemed to be brimming with tears, and she murmured incoherently.

Lin Xuan felt extremely pleased as he looked at the scene before him.

This usually noble Princess Zhennan finally revealed her most primal nature under his whip.

The ink stains all over his body, mixed with bright red whip marks, along with a layer of fine sweat and bodily fluids, created a stunningly beautiful picture of depravity.

"Your Highness, please be patient a little longer, it will be over soon!"

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, he swung the whip in his hand again.

This time, he held back, each lash piercing the flesh, specifically targeting the raised buttocks and the deep cleft between them.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The dense sound of whipping was like rain pattering on banana leaves.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Dao Baifeng twisted her body wildly. Her buttocks were already red and bloody from being beaten, and even slightly purple. But she felt that the burning pain made her lower body wetter and emptier.

The true energy of the Yin-Yang Supplementing Technique surged wildly within her body, constantly stimulating her desires.

at last.

After the torrent of lashes lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Dao Baifeng reached the limit of his endurance.

With a long, tearful cry of joy, her body suddenly stiffened and then convulsed violently.

"I've cummed... Waaah... I really cummed... So much..."

A torrent of crystal-clear, incredibly abundant spring water gushed forth from the depths of the valley that had been intermittently "greeted" by the whip that day, wetting her legs and even splashing around her.

She actually reached an unprecedented climax, enough to make her lose consciousness and faint, solely through the stimulation of whipping and internal energy, without any actual penetration by a man.

He collapsed to the ground like a limp rag doll, only his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, his eyes vacant yet satisfied.

The room was filled with spring.

Lin Xuan looked at Dao Baifeng, who was now completely limp as mud, and slowly withdrew his whip, calming the surging true energy within his body.

He didn't make any further moves.

This training session was profound enough for Dao Baifeng now, enough for her to savor day and night for the next few days.

At this moment, Dao Baifeng was still immersed in the afterglow of that great experience, and her whole body was twitching slightly.

Lin Xuan gently lifted her up and placed her on the bed.

Then, a thin blanket was gently placed over Dao Baifeng's smooth body, which was covered with whip marks and bodily fluids, concealing the spring scenery in the room.

Then, he leaned down and whispered in her burning ear:

"Your Highness, congratulations. The first step of the exorcism ritual has been successfully completed."

Dao Baifeng opened her eyes groggily and looked at Lin Xuan, who was so close to her. Instead of resentment, her eyes were filled with affection and gratitude.

"Young Master Lin..."

Lin Xuan straightened up, resuming his serious demeanor: "However, this is only the first step. Although the evil aura has dissipated, the princess is still weak and needs to recuperate for a few days."

"Therefore, I will not be coming for the next few days. Your Highness can rest and recuperate at home. After a few days, once Your Highness has recovered, I will come to the palace to perform the next stage of the ceremony for you."