Heroic Chivalry: The NTR Legend
Chapter 4: Wedding Night (R18+)

Chapter 4: Wedding Night (R18+)

Heroic Chivalry: The Green Legend – Chapter Four

Amidst great joy and celebration, the wedding of Zhou Xuanchong, Mei Ruoxue, and Zhao Tianling began. When I appeared together with Sister Yuyan, the guests’ eyes lit up, and the reason for their excitement was Yuyan’s attire. She wore a festive red dress that fit her well, but what surprised everyone was that, contrary to her usual tightly wrapped style, today she wore neither undergarments nor underwear. As a result, the low neckline of her dress revealed a deep cleavage, drawing the guests’ gazes repeatedly to her chest. While she felt shy under their attention, she also felt proud, for it proved her beauty.

The guests were also surprised to see me wearing matching festive clothes with Yuyan, acting like the male host and greeting them, and even more envious that my hand was wrapped around her waist and hips. The guests found it odd, and Mei Ruoxue and the others were even more surprised they hadn’t expected me to stay, let alone be even closer with Yuyan.

After last night, Yuyan was making an effort to relax her usually tense and serious expression when in public. Her already beautiful face became even more charming when she smiled gently. The guests thought she was only smiling because it was a wedding, but I knew it was her own effort. With my arm around her slender waist, my hand occasionally brushed her full hips, and she showed no resistance. Though a blush would sometimes appear on her face, she gave no sign of refusal. In fact, I even saw a hint of excitement in her eyes. It seemed that beneath her serious exterior, Yuyan hid a flirtatious side. Thinking of her riding me, I couldn’t help but thank Jiang Chong for giving me such a reserved yet passionate beauty.

When the auspicious hour arrived, the formal ceremony began. After the three bows, Mei Ruoxue and Zhao Tianling officially became Zhou Xuanchong’s wives. Zhou’s excitement at his wish finally coming true made Yuyan very happy. After the ceremony, there was a festive banquet. The newlyweds and elders went inside, supposedly to discuss family rules, before returning to toast the guests.

Inside, Yuyan didn’t mention any family rules, since the Qiushui Sect’s customs were already well known. She simply told them she would marry me, and that I would be their "shizhang" (teacher’s husband) from now on. I, however, decided to take Zhou Xuanchong as my disciple, having him call Yuyan "shimu" (teacher’s wife), so I could teach him blade techniques. Yuyan, recalling my mastery with the blade, immediately agreed and had Zhou formally take me as his master. Zhou obeyed without hesitation, calling me "shifu" and Yuyan "shimu."

After the ceremony, I generously presented the gifts I had prepared: three divine weapons I had found in the cave through my spiritual connection. When I gave them the Heavenly Wolf Blade, Flying Snow Sword, and Lingcong Sword, they thanked me joyfully.

After the apprenticeship, Yuyan looked at me, a bit flustered and unsure what to say. Seeing her embarrassment, I pulled her into my arms and said, "My good wife, it’s me who should be embarrassed, not you. Tell the children."

Being embraced in front of her disciples, with my hand boldly around her chest, Yuyan blushed deeply. Under the teasing gazes of the three, she shyly said, "You must never tell anyone about this. If not for the fact that you’d find out eventually, I wouldn’t even want to tell you."

The children, seeing Yuyan’s rare shyness, were full of curiosity about what she would say.

"I... am going to have your shigong’s (grandmaster’s) child, who will be your shidi (junior brother) in the future. Your new shizhang and shifu have already agreed." Yuyan’s face was crimson. After all, this was not considered virtuous, and even with my consent, she was embarrassed to tell her disciples. She had always taught them to walk the righteous path, but what she was doing now was far from the traditional concept of righteousness. If not for the fear that the children would discover it on their own and think ill of her, she wouldn’t have said anything.

The three children looked at me in shock, unable to believe that, with my status, I would accept such a thing and with no sign of resentment on my face.

"Shifu, you really don’t mind?" Zhou Xuanchong asked incredulously.

"If I minded, would I be here?" I replied with a smile.

Though it was hard to believe, the three didn’t ask further, since we were elders. Still, their looks at me were a bit odd. Seeing this, Yuyan said sternly, "From now on, you must respect your shifu. He’s made such a sacrifice for me, and I won’t allow any disrespect!"

At her words, the three immediately put away their strange looks and respectfully answered. Seeing their respect, I hugged Yuyan tightly and said, "Alright, let’s go out. Don’t keep the guests waiting."

After leaving the room, we began toasting the guests, and in the cheerful atmosphere, glass after glass was emptied. After the banquet, the wedding’s traditional events began. When night fell, it was time for the most anticipated event the bridal chamber games.

Unlike the ancient customs of my previous life, the bridal chamber games in Qiushui City were even wilder. First, the naked groom was locked in the bridal room, while the brides stayed outside to be teased by the male guests. Of course, these guests were trusted friends of the groom; all others were sent away early. The chosen guests could hug and fondle the brides, even strip them naked before sending them into the room. Usually, by the time the brides entered, their bodies were already dripping with arousal from all the touching. If the groom was timid or weak, or if the local customs were particularly wild, the bride might even lose her virginity before entering unless she was unattractive.

Of course, some had special privileges. If the groom’s status was high enough, the guests would only symbolically strip the bride and lightly touch her before sending her in, so as not to risk the groom’s wrath later.

Mei Ruoxue and Zhao Tianling were familiar with these customs, having heard about them from married women and aunts. Both blushed as they looked at the festive door, surrounded by a dozen or so excited young men. As they entered the crowd, hands reached out to their dresses, but only to undress them and worship their young, perfect bodies. After being touched by the young men, they bowed gratefully before entering the bridal room, naked. Mei Ruoxue was genuinely happy, but Zhao Tianling felt a bit disappointed, wishing she could have played more wildly after today, she’d never get another chance. The mischievous girl made a face at the young men, whispered "cowards!" and sashayed into the small bridal room.

After they entered, Yuyan and I led the guests away. Once the guests had left, I grinned at Yuyan and said, "Wife, go guide Cong’er! He must be impatient by now."

She rolled her eyes at me and was about to enter, but I stopped her at the door. As she looked at me in confusion, I used a finger like a sword to slash her dress, leaving her in only a dudou (belly band). The cool night air on her skin made her gasp in surprise.

"Ah! Husband... what are you doing?" the shy Yuyan scolded.

"So you can better teach our disciples! Be bold tonight give them a hands-on lesson," I said with a wicked grin.

"You rascal! I’m his shimu!" she protested.

"You’re his shimu, not his real mother. Besides, you’ll soon have a son-husband. Think of tonight as a rehearsal. I checked our disciple just now he’s a ’Nine Yang Body,’ able to satisfy any woman. If you don’t help, your beautiful disciples will suffer!" I teased.

Hearing that Zhou was a "Nine Yang Body," Yuyan’s eyes lit up, but quickly turned regretful. After the days of my "watering," her lust was hard to suppress, and if it were anyone else, she’d want to enjoy it. But since it was Zhou, she could only give up.

Wearing only a dudou, Yuyan suppressed her desire, glared at me, and entered the bridal room. I stood at the door, using my senses to catch every detail inside. The three naked disciples looked expectantly at the door. When Yuyan appeared in just a dudou, their eyes widened in shock they never imagined she’d come to guide them dressed like that.

The biggest reaction came from Zhou Xuanchong. Seeing Yuyan’s mature, beautiful body in just a dudou, his cock immediately stood at full attention. As a "Nine Yang Body," even at seventeen, his cock was over eight inches (25–26 cm), and perfectly shaped. Sensing this from outside, I was filled with jealous rage.

"That brat! With a cock that big, who knows what he’ll do to my wives in the future. I just hope he’s filial and doesn’t try to steal their hearts as well as their bodies. Otherwise, I’ll be pitiful indeed." As I thought this, I pictured Jingyi and Yuyan moaning beneath him. Just then, Zhao Tianling’s coquettish voice snapped me out of it.

"Shifu! How could you dress like this? It’s our wedding night, and you’re making it impossible for our junior brother!" she pouted, her lips pursed. It was understandable Yuyan’s mature body was even more alluring than the girls’.

Zhao Tianling’s complaint brought me and Yuyan back to our senses. She checked to see if she’d been caught staring at Zhou’s erection. Zhou’s gaze was still on her body, which made her feel slightly relieved, but Mei Ruoxue’s teasing look made her realize she’d embarrassed herself in front of her clever disciple. But... with a cock that tempting, how could she not sneak a few glances after days of frustration? She couldn’t help but justify herself.

"Silly girl, so what if Shifu got your husband’s attention? She’s been so good to us, we should repay her. Worst case, she’s the main wife and we’re the concubines!" Mei Ruoxue teased, though she was really teasing Yuyan.

At Mei’s words, Yuyan blushed and put on a stern face, scolding, "You two dare joke about your shifu? I came in like this for your sake, and you say I’m stealing your husband? Should I leave, then?" She pretended to go.

Mei Ruoxue knew she’d really leave if she didn’t stop her, so she jumped out of bed and grabbed her hand, pleading, "Shifu, we’re just joking! Please teach us our junior brother knows nothing."

With Mei’s pleading and Zhao’s timely support, Yuyan returned to the bed, sitting on the edge with her legs slightly apart, her black pubic hair faintly visible. Zhou, who’d been silent since she entered, stared at her crotch. After seeing his impressive cock, Yuyan couldn’t see him as a child anymore. His gaze made her body flush with heat.

"You brat, why are you staring at your shimu? You should be looking at your wives!" she said, suppressing her arousal.

Her words snapped Zhou out of it, and seeing her frown, he was afraid she was angry. Inexperienced, he couldn’t tell she actually wanted him to look more. When he turned to the girls, Yuyan felt a twinge of disappointment, then chided herself how could she want her disciple to look at her? But as she looked at her own body, she thought, "With a body like this, any normal boy would want to look. Why blame him for my own mistake?" So she gave him a reason to keep looking.

"Alright, don’t just stand there. The wedding night is precious. Let shimu teach you how to make your wives happy every night, understand?" she teased.

Her teasing reassured Zhou, and he nodded eagerly, his gaze drifting back to her. But, afraid of angering her, he quickly looked away. Seeing his nervousness, Yuyan smiled and said, "Why turn away? How can I teach you if you don’t look?"

"Shimu... you’re not angry?" he asked excitedly.

"Why would I be? I raised you like my own how could I not love you?" she said gently.

Moved by her words, Zhou looked at her gratefully. She hugged him, pressing his face to her chest, and said, "Silly child, apart from not being my real son, how are you any different?"

Held by the shimu he’d always respected, Zhou gradually calmed down, no longer flustered by her alluring body though still aroused, he was less nervous.

Yuyan found it funny how nervous they both were. After so many years together, they were already family. Then she recalled my words before she entered: "Give them a hands-on lesson!" She blushed, cursing herself for being shameless, but didn’t really resist the idea. Just then, she felt something hot and slippery pressing against her belly. As a mature woman, she knew exactly what it was. She meant to push him away, but seeing the blissful look on his face, she hugged him tighter instead.

"Naughty boy, what are you pressing against shimu?" she asked, not scolding but doting.

Zhou looked up and, seeing her teasing gaze, blushed but didn’t let go, instead hugging her tighter and burying his head between her breasts, grinding his erection against her.

His reaction made her laugh. She pushed him away with one hand but grabbed his cock with the other. Feeling its size and heat, she thought, "My god, it’s so big and hot! If this went inside, how good would it feel? In a few years, it might even be bigger than Chonglang’s! What woman could resist?" As she thought, Zhou spoke for the first time since she entered.

"Shimu... I feel so hot and uncomfortable. What should I do?" His needy, breathless words, paired with his innocent, handsome face, were irresistible to a mature woman starved for satisfaction.

Hearing his needy tone, Yuyan’s breath quickened, her eyes glazed over, and she couldn’t help but kiss him. With a moan, she began stroking him. Zhou, experiencing this for the first time, surrendered himself to her, enjoying the kisses and handjob from his beautiful shimu.

After just a few strokes, Yuyan felt a hot spray on her belly, crotch, and thighs. The familiar scent told her her cute disciple had just ejaculated his first time, brought on by her hand. She felt both happy and guilty, but before she could dwell on it, she heard a curious voice.

"Shifu, is that how you do it?" Zhao Tianling asked, her face red with curiosity.

Her innocent question snapped Yuyan back to her senses, and she remembered her real purpose. Under Zhao’s curious and Mei’s teasing gaze, Yuyan pushed the satisfied Zhou away and said, "That was just foreplay, to help your junior brother get used to it. Now for the real thing."

She had Zhao and Mei lie down, but Mei insisted Zhao go first. Yuyan didn’t object, and had Zhou kneel between Zhao’s legs and lick her inexperienced pussy. As Zhao moaned, her juices began to flow. When she was wet enough, Yuyan guided Zhou on top of her, and, holding his thick cock, slowly pushed it into Zhao’s virgin entrance. Zhao cried out in pain and pleasure as they finally became man and wife.

After that, Zhou needed no more guidance he instinctively began thrusting. As he moved, Zhao’s cries of mixed pain and pleasure gradually turned to pure delight, making both Mei and Yuyan flush with heat. Watching Zhou’s movements, both women began fingering themselves. Yuyan soon noticed that Mei was using two fingers and showed no sign of bleeding, and her technique was skilled. Realizing her usually proper eldest disciple was no longer a virgin, Yuyan gave her a knowing look, which Mei answered with a playful tongue and stopped moving. Yuyan refocused on Zhou’s tireless thrusting, the sound of flesh on flesh making her finger herself again.

"So amazing! If only my husband’s cock was this big..." Yuyan thought. But, thinking of my pinky-sized cock, she could only sigh.

After about fifteen minutes, the newlyweds climaxed together, Zhao collapsing in exhaustion while Zhou, after his second ejaculation, was still hungry. As he withdrew his bloody, still-erect cock from Zhao, both Mei and Yuyan moaned. For women in heat, the aura Zhou now gave off was irresistible. Having tasted a woman and lost his virginity, he was now a man capable of dominating any woman.

With his cock still hard, Zhou looked between Mei and Yuyan as if choosing his next conquest. Shimu, shijie both were now just women waiting to be enjoyed. Under his gaze, both women, like concubines before an emperor, looked at him with longing, hoping to be next. Shimu? Yes. Shijie? Yes. But before that, they were just women, eager to be dominated by a strong man.

Yuyan’s mind was already ruled by lust. As long as she could enjoy her disciple’s cock, she was willing to do anything. She gave up her dignity as a master and, like a dog eager to please its owner, crawled before her disciple, raising her hips for him to enjoy.

Seeing his beautiful shimu’s submissive display, Zhou smiled in satisfaction and came up behind her. Grabbing her perfect, tempting hips, he tried to enter her, but his inexperience made him slip out a few times. Eager to please her master, Yuyan guided his cock into her pussy herself, moaning wantonly as she was penetrated. In that moment, the cold, stern sect leader vanished, replaced by a bitch moaning and writhing beneath her disciple’s thick cock.

There were no words of love, no foreplay just the most primal struggle and direct conquest between man and woman. His thick cock pounded her dripping pussy, his belly slapped her full hips. No technique, just raw thrusting. The disciple wanted to conquer his master, the master wanted to enjoy her disciple. Their relationship was both debased and elevated. From now on, they were not just master and disciple, but lovers and spouses.

Mei and Zhao watched excitedly, and outside, I couldn’t stop stroking myself. The battle between master and disciple lasted a full hour. After five orgasms, Yuyan finally collapsed, unable to move, while Zhou had just finished his third ejaculation. Now he was truly a man. Seeing his once stern shimu looking at him with satisfaction and submission, he smiled happily, then turned to Mei and easily satisfied her after a single ejaculation, then pounced on the newly deflowered Zhao again...

The sound of flesh on flesh echoed through the room as Zhou fully displayed the power of his "Nine Yang Body," conquering the three women closest to him again and again. As their master, I felt jealous, envious, and realized that while my wives’ hearts belonged to me, their bodies now belonged to my disciple. With this realization, I watched for nearly another hour before returning to my room to sleep...

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The next morning, standing at the bridal chamber door, I shook my head at the sounds of flesh slapping inside. Zhou, having tasted sex for the first time, was at it again from early morning. I wondered which woman was beneath him his two wives, or his mature, beautiful shimu? A low moan answered my question.

"Cong’er... spare your shimu! I can’t take it anymore you’ll fuck me to death!" The voice, both pleading and excited, came from my soon-to-be wife. From her tone, I could tell she had truly been conquered by her disciple.

Without using my senses to peek, I pushed open the door to rescue my wife. A wave of lustful scent hit me semen and feminine juices mingled in the air, making me flush with heat, but I remembered my purpose. On the bed, Zhou was thrusting atop the motionless Yuyan. Seeing me, he stopped, embarrassed after all, I was his shifu, and he was fucking my wife.

"You little rascal, you’ve bullied your shimu all night. That’s enough. Don’t forget, she’s supposed to bear the Jiang family’s child if you keep this up, she’ll end up pregnant with yours." I pushed Zhou off her, and as he pulled out, a flood of semen gushed from Yuyan’s pussy.

"You two, why didn’t you help your shimu when she was being bullied? Be careful, or your husband won’t want you!" I scolded the two naked beauties on the bed. Judging by the state of their pussies, they’d been thoroughly fucked too.

Leaving the room, I carried the limp Yuyan to our bedroom. As I walked, the sounds of sex resumed behind me Zhou’s grunts and Mei’s moans rang out.

"Don’t play too long you’ll have to serve tea soon!" I called.

"Got it!" Zhou replied, still full of energy.

Carrying Yuyan back, she looked embarrassed. As shimu, she’d been fucked all night by her disciple, and as the guide, she’d been left limp and begging for mercy. But with a disciple that skilled, even an experienced beauty like her couldn’t resist.

After I laid her down to rest, she said sheepishly, "Husband... I’m sorry! I couldn’t help myself!"

"It’s fine! It’s not a big deal I’m not that petty. It’s common for the wedding-night guide to be taken by the groom, especially if she’s not a blood relative. There’s about a 20% chance of it happening."

"But... I was so wanton!" she blushed.

"Don’t worry about that I don’t mind. What you should worry about is our good disciple. After last night, he’ll be after you often!"

"Don’t worry, I won’t let that rascal succeed again," she promised, though I doubted she could resist. Once a woman tastes a ’Nine Yang Body’ cock, it’s addictive.

With my help, Yuyan soon recovered her strength. The first thing she did was use her internal energy to expel Zhou’s semen from her pussy there was so much, it surprised me. Afterward, she dressed in the outfit I’d prepared: just a thin dress and dudou, showing off her figure, and went to greet Jiang Feng.

I didn’t go in, just watched from outside. As soon as she entered, Jiang Feng pulled her into his arms and kissed her. After hearing her moans the night before, he’d been too excited to sleep. Seeing her in thin clothes, he fondled her breasts, hips, legs, and pussy before letting her go if I hadn’t been nearby, he’d have taken her right there.

Afterward, we went to the main hall to wait for Zhou and his wives to serve tea, and discussed our trip to Heroic Chivalry Manor. Yuyan and I were skilled, but Zhou and the others couldn’t keep up, and Jiang Feng didn’t know martial arts, so we decided to buy horses and hire a carriage.

Soon, Zhou arrived with his two new wives, both unsteady on their feet, to serve tea. As he poured tea for Yuyan, he grinned mischievously, making her blush. The two beauties serving me were embarrassed, unable to kneel properly with their legs sore and weak.

After the tea, I taught Zhou a peerless skill Nine Yang Divine Art. I also gave the sword techniques of the Heavenly Dao Nine Swords and Heart Sword Divine Art to Yuyan, to pass on to Mei and Zhao. The three young people looked complicated, especially Zhou, who was clearly guilty.

Zhou didn’t really like me, since I’d replaced his beloved master Jiang Chong and taken the shimu he’d long secretly loved. If not for Yuyan’s orders, he’d never have called me shifu. Last night’s events were, besides his secret love for Yuyan, also a kind of revenge against me. If Yuyan were still Jiang Chong’s wife, he’d never have touched her, even if she stripped naked to tempt him he’d never shame Jiang Chong.

Now, having received a peerless martial art from me, and seeing my care for him, he felt guilty for what he’d done, even though I didn’t blame him.

No one but me noticed Zhou’s change of heart. Yuyan smiled at me, happy that I’d finally won his acceptance. Then we set off for Qiushui City. After buying what we needed, we headed for Heroic Chivalry Manor. The warmth of the people in Qiushui City made me resolve to build a branch of the manor here, with Yuyan in charge. At the same time, I knew it was time to begin reforming Heroic Chivalry