Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

Luo Bing's eyes widened in disbelief; she saw it, she saw it clearly!

Huang Rong's beautiful and refined face was now flushed with emotion, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, as if it had been dyed by the most beautiful sunset.

Her usually bright and captivating peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled violently, showing the intense stimulation she was enduring at that moment.

Her full, luscious red lips were slightly parted, moist and alluring. In a way Luo Bing could never imagine, she nestled completely against Lin Xuan, surrendering herself to him with utmost coquettishness and submissiveness, becoming a spring of water, pouring herself entirely into him. Her silent posture conveyed a complete surrender, as if the world existed only for this one moment, only for these two people. Soft, suppressed moans of satisfaction escaped her throat, like the low whimpers of a thoroughly tamed cat, tinged with both contentment and a hint of grievance.

She seemed completely absorbed in it, oblivious to everything around her.

She was completely unaware that her most private and unrestrained side had been exposed to others.

Luo Bing's brain buzzed, and the world spun around her.

A strong sense of shock surged up from the bottom of my heart, accompanied by indescribable complex emotions.

She almost cried out in surprise, but at the last moment, she used all her strength to cover her mouth tightly!

She couldn't believe it!

The Huang Gang Leader, whom I revered like a god, that perfect woman, that legendary woman who possessed both wisdom and beauty, actually... actually fell so low as to try to please her own disciple!

This is completely mind-blowing!

She stared blankly, her body stiff and unable to move, as if she had been frozen in place.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, stretched out infinitely.

She could even see the subtle twitches on Huang Rong's cheeks with each slight tremor, and the bluish veins on her fair wrists that bulged slightly from exertion. Those veins were so clear in the moonlight that it was as if one could feel the blood flowing within them.

It's so beautiful, and it's breathtaking.

This extreme beauty and extreme submission created a breathtaking impact, violently tearing at Luo Bing's nerves and giving her an unprecedented sense of shock and contradiction.

She felt a strange mix of jealousy and indescribable excitement.

Luo Bing couldn't withstand such a huge mental shock.

She turned around abruptly, leaving all of that behind.

As if pushed by an invisible giant hand, she fled in panic and staggered away from the bamboo forest that had shaken her to her core.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, each beat making her chest ache.

"boom!"

She slammed her head against her bedroom door with a dull thud.

Then, he hurriedly bolted the door shut, leaned against the cold door, gasped for breath, and trembled all over, like a leaf in the wind.

My mind was filled with the vivid, yet mind-blowing, scene from just now.

Huang Rong's face was flushed with emotion, as if she were drunk, and she exuded a charm and submissiveness that she never had before.

Luo Bingxin closed her eyes in a state of utter confusion.

This secret, like a raging fire, burned fiercely in her heart, scorching her reason and igniting a forbidden flame deep within her that she herself was unaware of.

She knew that from now on, she could no longer look at Huang Rong with the same eyes as before, nor could she look at Lin Xuan with the same eyes as before.

Inside the pavilion, the commotion of Luo Bing's hasty escape was nothing more than the sound of the wind to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan had already sensed that Luo Bing was spying, but he didn't remind her. He knew that Luo Bing would never make a fuss.

He could sense that Huang Rong's movements were becoming more urgent and focused.

She seemed to sense his momentary distraction and wanted to respond with even more intense love to prove her wholehearted devotion.

This sensitivity and intelligence is one of Huang Rong's most charming qualities.

Lin Xuan reveled in her loving intoxication and devotion.

She meekly cast aside all thoughts of the world and focused solely on him. Every barely perceptible tremor, every breath that drew near, carried a heart-stirring, moist heat.

Those full, red lips were now even more swollen and alluring, like ripe cherries, making one want to take a bite.

She responded obediently, and her attentive and accommodating manner brought him to a deeper level of pleasure each time.

Huang Rong nestled her cheek against his thigh, her delicate skin glistening with sweat, conveying her complete immersion in his affection.

Her breathing became rapid and disordered, her nostrils flared slightly, and each exhale carried a rich, feminine fragrance, mixed with her unique sweetness.

Lin Xuan's body had reached its maximum tension thanks to her efforts.

He felt a surge of heat rising within him, gradually filling up, about to break free of its restraints.

"Ah."

He let out a low groan, accompanied by an uncontrollable tremor.

Huang Rong immediately noticed, and her actions instantly became even more frenzied and reckless.

Her jet-black hair was now disheveled, with a few strands even sticking to the beads of sweat on her forehead and clinging to her flushed cheeks.

Her tightly closed peach blossom eyes trembled like butterfly wings in the wind, and a few crystal tears even squeezed out from the corners of her eyes, proof of ultimate pleasure and immersion.

Her hands were gripping his thighs tightly, her knuckles white from the force, and her nails even unconsciously dug into his skin, leaving shallow marks.

But Lin Xuan didn't care at all.

He felt an indescribable, overwhelming pleasure, like a volcanic eruption, completely engulfing him. He held her head tightly, pulling her even closer to him, as if trying to merge her into his very being and share in the ultimate bliss.

"Well."

Huang Rong's body stiffened abruptly, and a choked sob escaped her throat.

Her slender neck slid violently up and down due to the extreme impact, and the veins were visible.

Amidst the surge of that power, she maintained her piety and submission, immersing herself completely in the intense heat imbued with his unique aura. Her reaction was somewhat clumsy, yet it carried a heart-wrenching affection and contentment.

Lin Xuan slowly exhaled, and the tension in his body instantly dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

He opened his eyes, his deep gaze falling on the top of Huang Rong's head.

She remained kneeling there, her body trembling slightly, her cheeks flushed, her red lips slightly parted, glistening with moisture.

Her breathing was still rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her exquisite curves looked particularly alluring in the moonlight.

She slowly raised her head, her usually lively and mischievous peach blossom eyes now misty with tears, her gaze towards Lin Xuan filled with extreme tenderness and longing.

"Xuan'er".

Her voice was slightly hoarse and trembling, yet it possessed an indescribable charm.

She seemed to have noticed his momentary distraction, and that keen awareness kept her focused on him even after the intense pleasure.

What happened to you just now?

She asked softly, her tone filled with concern.

Lin Xuan looked at her flushed face, her watery eyes, and her full, alluring red lips, which looked even more alluring from their recent intimacy.

He reached out and gently stroked her soft hair, his fingertips tracing her smooth forehead, then gently pinched her delicate chin, lifting her face higher.

"It's nothing. Master, you make me feel so comfortable."

He deliberately spoke the words "it's so comfortable" very slowly, with a meaningful emphasis.

Huang Rong's cheeks instantly turned even redder, so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Her large, watery eyes drooped shyly at this moment, her long eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids.

A feeling of indescribable sweetness and satisfaction welled up in Huang Rong's heart.

She looked up, her eyes filled with tenderness and infatuation.

"As long as Xuan'er is happy."

Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

Chapter 51: Kissing Luo Bing

As dawn broke, the house was bathed in a hazy gray-white light.

Luo Bing felt as if she had lain on a burning coal all night, her brocade quilt crumpled into a mess. The heat emanating from her body did not dissipate with the night breeze; instead, it intensified.

With eyes closed, one can picture the vibrant scene in the moonlit pavilion.

She sat up abruptly, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, trying to expel the agitation and shock from her body.

Her usually radiant face was now flushed with an unnatural blush, and her black hair was scattered messily over her shoulders, adding to her untamed beauty.

Shame, anger, shock, confusion, and even a secret flutter that she dared not delve into—all sorts of emotions churned within her, causing her heart and lungs to ache.

"Miss Luo, was that you last night?"

A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, accompanied by the soft scraping of the wooden door. Then, Lin Xuan appeared in the doorway.

Luo Bing's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up abruptly. A hint of panic flashed in her watery eyes.

She almost instinctively denied it: "What last night? I don't know."

Her voice was somewhat shrill, her words were incoherent, and she carried an undisguised guilty conscience; even she herself could hear the flaws in her words.

Lin Xuan didn't expose her, but simply walked slowly into the room.

His gaze swept lightly over her disheveled hair and clothes, a smile playing on his lips.

He walked to the table, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of chilled tea, and slowly sipped it.

Luo Bing felt her cheeks burning, as if she were being scorched by his gaze. Her pretty face was so red it was almost dripping blood.

Filled with shame and indignation, she decided to stop hiding her true feelings and abruptly stood up. Her exquisite body trembled slightly with anger.

She demanded sharply, "How dare you do this! How could you and Chief Huang do such a thing? How could you face Master Guo?"

"In broad daylight, no, under the bright moonlight, you dare to commit such a beastly act. Do you have even the slightest sense of shame?"

Lin Xuan put down his teacup and turned to look at her. His expression remained calm, without the slightest ripple, as if what she said had nothing to do with him.

He spoke slowly, "Miss Luo, you've misunderstood. My relationship with my master is not what you think."

"Misunderstanding?!" Luo Bing laughed angrily, her chest heaving violently. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath.

"I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be a misunderstanding?! You are clearly blaspheming our sect and defiling our integrity!"

"This is utterly disgraceful, worse than an animal!"

Lin Xuan sighed softly and slowly walked to her, standing no more than two feet away.

His refined aura filled Luo Bing's nostrils, causing her heart to flutter once again.

His deep gaze was fixed on her, his tone slowed, yet carried an undeniable seriousness.

"Miss Luo, you are unaware that my master and I are not what you think."

"In fact, she has been poisoned by a strange poison for a long time. Although she seems to be fine all these years, she has suffered from severe internal injuries, her heart meridians are congested, and her vital energy has been greatly depleted."

Luo Bing was stunned upon hearing this. Her watery eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Chief Huang has been poisoned by a strange poison? How is that possible? I've never heard of such a thing!"

"This was done by an old friend of my master; no one knew about it, and she kept it a secret all along."

"I noticed her unusual condition by chance. I used my medical skills and internal energy to investigate and found that there was a sinister energy in her body that was entangled in her heart meridian. Over time, it had become too serious to be reversed."

"Ordinary medicine and martial arts cannot eradicate it; they can only suppress it," Lin Xuan explained calmly.

"And what does that have to do with you... what happened last night?"

Although Luo Bing had her doubts, Lin Xuan's explanation was so convincing that she couldn't help but be skeptical.

"I have a mysterious martial art," Lin Xuan continued calmly.

"This technique is designed to harmonize Yin and Yang and replenish deficiencies; it is an ancient and wondrous art."

"It can use my yang energy to warm and nourish the yin evil in my master's body and gradually dissolve it."

"However, this technique is extremely special. During its operation, the intermingling of Yin and Yang will cause the true Qi in both parties' bodies to surge, generating an 'heart fire' that is difficult to suppress."

"Once this inner fire is generated, if it is not quenched in time, it will backfire on oneself. At best, it will cause internal energy to become disordered; at worst, it will burn the heart meridians."

Luo Bing frowned as she listened. She had heard of the concept of "heart fire," but the consequences of such a severe fire were truly terrifying.

She pressed on, "Then how can this 'fire in the heart' be relieved?"

Lin Xuan's gaze fell on her face, and his tone became somewhat meaningful.

"The method of relieving this is not the same as ordinary internal breathing exercises."