The Heavenly Thunder Kingdom was a small, forgotten country in the westernmost regions of the Blue Moon Continent, located on an island a few dozen kilometers off the coast of the continent.
Being in a remote region, the Qi here was even less dense than in the rest of the outer region of the Blue Moon Continent.
Here, even foundation realm cultivators were rare, with only a handful of golden core cultivators existing in the entire realm.
And in this realm, hidden in a deep valley, was a small, well-kept temple.
"Sister Yueli!" A sweet, youthful voice called out to a woman who was kneeling by a stream, peacefully washing clothes.
The owner of that voice was a slender young woman with black hair and big eyes.
"What happened? Why the rush?" Qin Yueli asked as she stood up.
She was a stunning woman, her dark blue hair was tied up elegantly, framing a beautiful, mature face.
Her elegant white robes were slightly damp, the thin, wet fabric clinging to her skin, its translucence revealing her peaky, pink nipples.
"The red claw gang! Theyāre back and theyāre saying theyāll burn down the temple if we donāt open the gates!" The young woman spoke hurriedly.
Yueliās beautiful blue eyes twitched and she quickly grabbed a sword from beside her dirty clothes.
Although it didnāt look like it, she was a swordswoman who had trained all her life.
Her cultivation was only at the first stage of the foundation realm, but her power was not something to be ignored in the Heavenly Thunder Kingdom.
Her body was taken over by a thunderous mantle and she bit her red lips, advancing towards the temple.
"Open that damn gate and wait for us with your legs open! So I, Hei Lang, promise to consider not cutting off your heads after Iāve finished with you!" A bald man with a powerful body roared.
When his voice ceased, sadistic, lust-filled laughter echoed among his men, more than a hundred of them.
They all wore red jackets and their faces bore horrible scars and rotting teeth.
Their lustful gazes swept over the temple walls and the women who watched them with disgust.
There were eighteen of them and each one was a great beauty, untouched by the world.
Just imagining them naked was enough to make the banditsā mouths drool with anticipation.
Hei Lang drew his great saber, the silver blade extending almost a meter and a half.
If they didnāt open the gate, he would bring it down.
A sadistic smile played on his dry lips as he advanced towards the temple.
"Get lost!" A feminine roar cut through the air, and he raised his saber instinctively.
His feet sank into the ground as he was forced back more than ten meters. In front of the gate, stood a mature, voluptuous beauty.
Hei Langās eyes flashed, sweeping over Yueliās generous hips and delicate waist before settling on the pale, soft skin of her breasts, threatening to escape from her wet robe.
"Oh, my dear Yueli... have you finally come to give yourself to me?" Hei Lang laughed, licking a scar on his lower lip.
They were both Foundation Realm cultivators and had crossed swords a few times.
Qin Yueli gritted her teeth, her beautiful face distorting into a scowl as she looked at the men behind Hei Lang.
All her sisters were warriors at the Qi Refinement realm, talented and trained in the lightning arts, but they were still no match for so many enemies.
"Run, Iāll hold them off," Qin Yueli shouted to her sisters, but none of them moved.
"Weāre not abandoning big sister Yueli!" One of the women replied, the faces of all the others showing that exact same emotion as they drew their swords.
They would fight.
"You-" Yueliās lips fell open, but she could barely speak as Hei Langās sword flew towards her.
Yueliās face filled with shock when she saw the powerful flaming Qi surrounding Hei Langās sword.
"Ghn~~" A pained groan escaped her plump lips.
She was able to raise her own sword in time, but was still no match for Hei Langās strength.
Her body was catapulted backwards, hitting the gate with a thud.
"You bastard... when did you make a breakthrough?" She stood up, coughing up a gulp of blood.
She could still fight a Hei Lang at the third stage of the foundation realm while she herself was at the first stage, but with him reaching the fourth, she had no chance of victory.
"Donāt worry, you wonāt need to know about this where Iām sending you. Iāll put your corpse to good use!" Hei Lang smiled sadistically as he slashed towards Qin Yueliās delicate neck.
"Sister Yueli!" the women called out, preparing to jump off the wall and throw themselves at Hei Lang, even if it meant certain death.
But both they and Hei Lang suddenly stopped.
A powerful aura broke through the sky and a golden light blinded everyone.
From that light, a beautiful young man emerged, wounded and bloodied.
"You bastard, who do you think you are to interrupt us?" Hei Lang growled, turning his attention from Yueli to the newcomer.
He gripped his sword with both hands and dropped it on the young man.
But it suddenly stopped.
The young man stood up and Hei Langās hands fell to the ground.
His eyes went wide and he gave a heartbreaking scream as he looked at his severed limbs.
He took several steps backwards and only stopped when Yueliās sword pierced his back and came out in his chest.
The young man didnāt even notice the presence of the women there, his eyes focused on the men around him.
He was too wounded, he had to end it all before he collapsed.
"What are you waiting for? Kill that bastard!" One of Hei Langās officers shouted and the group advanced towards the young man, whose body was seized by lightning and turned into a blur.
His sword sliced through flesh, bones and clothing as if it were cutting through butter, his body exploding at an absurd speed.
In just a minute, he stopped, his opaque eyes watching the torn corpses fall around him.
His meridians seemed to be burning.
He knew full well that if he used Qi for a single second longer, he would have suffered irreversible damage.
With a grunt, he looked at the sword in his hands.
Only the handle was there, the broken blade shattered beneath his feet.
"Sir... is everything all right?" One of the women approached the young man while her sisters tended to Yueli.
She received no reply.
The young manās eyes slowly closed and his body fell towards her.
His face hit her breasts directly, sinking between the two mountains of pale, soft flesh.
She had the largest pair among her sisters, and it was more than enough to fully engulf the young manās face in the warm, fragrant softness of her bust.
[Qin Yueliās art on the character tab! vote for you favorite girl there]