Zhang Wuji and the Yellow-shirted Woman (Transformation Series Adult Novel)

It is said that Zhang Wuji resigned from the position of leader of the Ming Cult and lived in seclusion in the mountains with Zhao Min, enjoying the pleasure of lovemaking every day, and was very happy.

However, as time went by, Zhang Wuji gradually found that he often had a red face, dry mouth, and was often delusional and unable to control himself. During intercourse, he was extremely ferocious, often lasting for more than two hours, leaving Zhao Min unable to resist. Even with Zhang Wuji's excellent medical skills, he was unable to find the cause of the disease. Zhang Wuji thought to himself that this was not a solution, so he had to go to Wudang Mountain to seek advice from his grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng felt Zhang Wuji's pulse, listened to his narration, thought for a moment, sighed, and told Zhang Wuji the cause of the illness. It turns out that the Nine Yang Divine Art that Zhang Wuji practiced was pure Yang Qi, and Zhang Wuji did not understand the art of harmonizing Yin and Yang, so the Yang Qi in his body was more abundant than that of ordinary people. Unfortunately, Zhang Wuji also practiced the unorthodox martial arts of the Holy Fire Token, and sometimes he had inner demons, and was unable to control this overly abundant Yang Qi. If things continued like this, he might go astray and fall into the devil's way completely.

Zhang Wuji was anxious when he heard this: "Master, how can I cure my child's illness?"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up and paced around the room for a while before saying, "Wuji, to cure your disease, you need to channel your deep and pure Yin internal energy into your meridians, disperse it into your internal organs, and dissolve the excess Yang energy, so that you can eliminate the root of the disease. What a pity! I, the old Taoist, have practiced the Pure Yang Wuji Gong since I was young, and my internal energy is also pure Yang. I can't dissolve the Yang energy in your body, so I can't help you!"

Zhang Wuji became even more anxious after hearing this. Among the people he knew who practiced pure Yin internal force, the martial arts of the two Xuanming Elders had been abolished by him, and even if they hadn't been abolished, they would not be able to heal his injuries; Zhou Zhiruo's Nine Yin internal force was also eliminated by him, and she disappeared after he and Zhao Min got married. Is it possible that my disease is incurable? Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji broke out in a cold sweat.

He said in a trembling voice: "Master, do you know anyone who has deep and pure Yin internal energy and can cure the child's illness?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Wuji, after the Lion-Slaughtering Contest that day, when you came to Wudang Mountain, you mentioned a woman in yellow who helped you at the Lion-Slaughtering Contest. Do you still remember?"

Zhang Wuji was surprised and said, "I remember! That day, the master said that she is the descendant of the Condor Hero Yang Guo."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Yes, I heard when I was young that the Condor Hero was the descendant of the Ancient Tomb School. There is a treasure in the ancient tomb, the Cold Jade Bed, which is made of thousand-year-old cold jade and can restrain the Yang energy in your body. I also heard that the Condor Hero also learned the Nine Yin Manual, and maybe he passed it on to his descendants. I heard from you that day that the yellow-shirted girl said before she left, 'Behind Zhongnan Mountain, there is the Tomb of the Living Dead, and the Condor Heroes have disappeared from the rivers and lakes.' She should be living in seclusion in the ancient tomb in Zhongnan Mountain now. You can quickly go down the mountain and find the yellow-shirted girl in Zhongnan Mountain. Maybe she can help you resolve this disaster."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed: "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

After listening to some stories and situations about the Ancient Tomb Sect from Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji immediately bid farewell to Zhang Sanfeng, said goodbye to Zhao Min, and rushed to Zhongnan Mountain.

Zhang Wuji did not dare to delay his journey and hurried on, and soon reached the foot of Mount Zhongnan. He did not even have time to rest and immediately went into the mountains to search. Unfortunately, after wandering in the mountains for seven days and seven nights, apart from meeting a few hunters and woodcutters, he did not even find the shadow of an ancient tomb. He murmured to himself, "Sister Yang, Sister Yang, I didn't expect it would be so difficult to see you. If I can't see you, how can I cure my illness?"

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji heard the sound of flowing water nearby. Following the sound, he saw a stream flowing before him.

An idea suddenly occurred to him: "A place where people live must be close to water! The ancient tomb must be near a water source." Zhang Wuji immediately stood up and began to search along the stream.

Not long after, Zhang Wuji suddenly found a low gray stone tablet with eight large characters written on it: "This is a forbidden area. No outsiders allowed." Zhang Wuji had heard his great master talk about the grudge between the ancient tomb and the Quanzhen Sect. Knowing that the ancient tomb was near this tablet, he was ecstatic. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound. At first Zhang Wuji did not pay attention to it; but after a moment, the buzzing sound became continuous and became louder and louder, as if moving towards Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji's face changed and he looked intently. A white cloud-like thing was flying towards him from the depths of the jungle. It turned out to be the extremely poisonous jade bee mentioned by his grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng!

Zhang Wuji was secretly anxious, "Sister Yang, you are too overbearing. I haven't even stepped into the restricted area yet, but you treat me like this. How can this be justified?" He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the jade bees flew over the boundary marker and then lined up in a row, densely packed in the air, as if they were watching Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji felt a little relieved, and he used his internal energy to shout, "Zhang Wuji has come to visit the mountain for something, please ask Sister Yang to remove the jade bee." His voice was not loud, but it shook the valley and echoed among the mountains like the roar of a tiger or a dragon. The jade bee seemed to be intimidated and retreated several feet from the boundary marker.

Suddenly, the sound of a piano was heard in the forest, and soon the sounds of the flute and the piano merged together. Amid the melodious music, a woman in a light yellow shirt and four maids in white and four in black walked slowly out of the jungle. The woman in yellow was graceful and beautiful, with a pale face without a trace of blood. She was so beautiful that Zhang Wuji felt ashamed of himself. The person who came was the owner of the Tomb of the Living Dead, the woman in yellow who had rescued Zhang Wuji several times.

The yellow-shirted woman smiled and said, "Master Zhang, why are you here instead of taking charge of the Ming Cult?"

Zhang Wuji blushed slightly and stammered as he explained the whole process. The woman in yellow shirt hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Zhang is in such trouble, I will do my best to help you. Please come to my humble home." The group immediately went deep into the dense forest.

After a while, they arrived in front of the tomb. I don't know what mechanism the yellow-shirted woman activated. I saw a huge stone slowly sliding down, and soon a hole was revealed. The yellow-shirted woman said, "Master Zhang, please come in."

For some reason, the maids of the yellow-shirted woman covered their faces and laughed, and ran into the tomb giggling, making the yellow-shirted woman's face blush. However, she had no choice but to let Zhang Wuji go first. After she closed the stone door, the two of them walked into the cave together.

But seeing the bright torches in the cave and the fresh air, it didn't feel any different from the outside. The yellow-shirted woman said, "Torches are not usually lit here. Since you are a distinguished guest, the maids were afraid that you couldn't see clearly, so they lit the lamps."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuji looked at the woman in yellow. Under the glow of the red fire, her cheeks were slightly red, making her look even more graceful, elegant and beautiful. The woman in yellow was embarrassed and lowered her head to lead the way. Zhang Wuji saw her slender waist move slightly, lifting her yellow shirt, and she floated in the wind, just like a fairy floating on the water, so magical that he could not help but stare at her in amazement.

From deep inside the cave, the sweet giggles of young girls could be heard from time to time, along with a faint warm and fragrant scent. Zhang Wuji felt his heart flutter, as if his inner demon began to act up again. Looking at the peerless beauty of the woman in yellow, he couldn't help but let his mind run wild, imagining that the woman in yellow was lying naked beside him like Zhao Min, craving for his caress, completely becoming his plaything. Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji shuddered suddenly. This Sister Yang was his benefactor and had saved him from danger many times. How could he have such dirty thoughts towards her?

The woman in yellow led Zhang Wuji through many twists and turns and into a secret room. But the secret room was filled with chilly air, and in the middle was a piece of crystal white ice jade, which was the cold jade bed.

The yellow-shirted woman felt Zhang Wuji's pulse, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "Master Zhang, your illness is caused by the excessive yang energy in your body, which has accumulated and formed a toxic inflammation. To cure this illness, you need to sit on this cold jade bed, and let me guide the Nine Yin internal energy into Master Zhang's body, which will naturally eliminate the toxic inflammation in Master Zhang's body."

Zhang Wuji was delighted and said, "That's great, but it will cost you a lot of energy, I really don't know how to repay you!"

Sister Yang smiled slightly, then said hesitantly: "But if I want to heal Master Zhang, I need to take off all my clothes and expose my whole body."

When Zhang Wuji heard this, his face turned red and he was at a loss.

The yellow-shirted woman blushed and continued, "Master Zhang, I will do my best to heal you, but there is a difference between you and me. I dare to ask Master Zhang to swear a solemn oath that while I am healing you, you must not look back! I wonder if Master Zhang can agree to this?"

Zhang Wuji hurriedly said, "Sister, you are absolutely right. I, Zhang Wuji, swear on my life that when Sister Yang is healing me, I will never look back to peek at Sister Yang's body, otherwise I will be struck by lightning, die a miserable death, and my ancestors will be in turmoil!"

Seeing his serious look, the woman in yellow couldn't help but smile: "Master Zhang, you are too kind! Master Zhang is a man of high moral character, so he would not do such a dirty thing."

She then waved her hand and turned off the light in the secret room, and the room suddenly became dark. The yellow-shirted woman said, "Master Zhang, please sit on this cold jade bed and take off your clothes so that I can heal your wounds."

Zhang Wuji thought, since you have turned off the lights in the house, I cannot see you even if I look back, so why do you need me to make such a solemn oath? I guess it's because the girl is shy. He nodded timidly, climbed onto the cold jade bed, took off his clothes, and sat down cross-leggedly. He felt a chill between his legs, and the heat in his body was relieved.

The woman in yellow also began to undress. Zhang Wuji's heart was pounding when he heard it. The heat that had just subsided came back again. He took a few breaths, trying to calm the inflammation in his chest, but to no avail. Just when he was at a loss, Sister Yang, who had taken off all her clothes, got on the cold jade bed and sat behind Zhang Wuji. She placed her palms on two key points on Zhang Wuji's back and slowly transferred her internal energy into Zhang Wuji's body. Zhang Wuji suddenly felt the heat gradually subsiding and he secretly admired Sister Yang's internal energy.

Two hours passed like this, and seeing that Zhang Wuji's poison was about to be cured, Xiao Cui, the maid guarding outside the secret room, became worried about her master's condition and called out to the secret room. It should be noted that the use of internal energy to heal injuries is extremely dangerous and cannot be disturbed at all. Back then, the Xiaoyao Sect's master, Tianshan Tonglao, was frightened from behind by her junior sister Li Qiushui, and became possessed and unable to grow taller for the rest of her life. Although Xiao Cui's move was not intentional, it was still something that Sister Yang, who was concentrating on the practice of internal energy, could withstand.

Her internal breath was interrupted, and the poisonous inflammation that had been suppressed suddenly revived and quickly traveled through Zhang Wuji's meridians and internal organs. Sister Yang didn't know what to do for a moment. In a panic, she quickly pressed the acupoints of Zhang Wuji, practiced qigong to regulate her internal energy, then casually put on a piece of clothing and walked out of the room. With a gloomy face, she said to Xiao Cui: "Xiao Cui! Didn't I tell you not to disturb me when I was healing Zhang Wuji?!"

Seeing her master like this, Xiao Cui was also frightened and said in a trembling voice: "Young lady, I saw that you have been in there for a long time without making any movement. I was worried about you, so I came."

Sister Yang sighed: "Forget it, I don't blame you, go back to your room and rest first."

Xiao Cui was as if she had been pardoned. She said, "Thank you, young lady, for your mercy." She turned around and left quickly.

Sister Yang returned to the secret room. Zhang Wuji, whose acupoints had been pressed, was still unconscious. She shook her head slightly, untied Zhang Wuji's acupoints, and prepared to continue healing him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji, whose acupoints were unblocked, suddenly turned over and hugged Sister Yang in his arms, reaching out to tear her clothes. It turned out that Sister Yang was disturbed just now, and the inflammation and poison in Zhang Wuji's body backfired, causing his yang energy to attack his heart. At this time, Zhang Wuji was already in a state of confusion, burning with desire, and just wanted to find a woman to vent his desire quickly.

Sister Yang had just treated Zhang Wuji's injuries, which had consumed a lot of her energy. Zhang Wuji had no signs of this, so he succeeded. She was anxious and ashamed, and struggled desperately. It was because Zhang Wuji's energy was too profound. Even when her energy was not damaged, she was still far inferior to him. How could she break free from Zhang Wuji now? Just as she was about to call for help, Zhang Wuji kissed her lips hard, almost suffocating her. At this time, Sister Yang cried out to heaven and earth but no one answered her call. Her mind was blank and she could only let Zhang Wuji play with her.

Zhang Wuji tore off the only piece of clothing on Sister Yang in two strokes, turned her body sideways, and reached out to slap Sister Yang's snow-white, round buttocks. It turned out that Zhang Wuji always played this kind of sex game before having sex with Zhao Min. Zhao Min's red buttocks and pleading look would greatly increase Zhang Wuji's sexual desire, and he would be particularly lasting during sex; but Zhang Wuji felt sorry for Zhao Min, so he always showed mercy when beating her, and stopped when it was enough, so he always felt unsatisfied. But now Zhang Wuji has completely lost his mind and just wants to satisfy his desires desperately. The lust that he usually suppressed suddenly erupted at this moment, and he was particularly violent. After a few "pa pa" sounds, several blood-red palm prints appeared on the originally snow-white mound of the beauty, and the woman in yellow almost cried out in pain.

After a cup of tea, Sister Yang felt her buttocks become numb and not as painful as before, but a strange pleasure rose from the bottom of her heart. Her breathing began to become rapid, her snow-white face began to flush, and her delicate petals began to become moist, continuously secreting honey. Sister Yang wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She had lived in an ancient tomb since she was a child. She was arrogant and looked down on all men in the world. At this moment, she was stripped naked by Zhang Wuji and was spanked by him, but her body was hopelessly addicted to his spanking. Was she really a lewd woman? The woman in yellow became more and more embarrassed and afraid the more she thought about it, but she was still unable to break free from Zhang Wuji's clutches.