PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

“Feng this time you were close, a little more than three weeks have passed and your internal wounds are just finishing healing, still you must not neglect yourself; take the rest of the healing pills I gave you and you will be fully recovered in a couple more days. You should be in your best condition, with all those guests from other sects a couple of days ago, it seems that something interesting will happen soon; you better be healthy by then “Ai Zuling explained to me in her sweet voice that had become much warmer in recent times.

And to think that being attacked by a crazy trio while having fun in the forest would end up making Ai Zuling care so much about me that she began to respond to my advances, it’s a shame that she is such a shy and pure girl; if it wasn′t like that I could have already taken her to bed ... although now it is only a matter of time.

I wonder how her moans of pleasure will be heard when she shouts my name while I enjoy exploring inside her, the sheer thought fills me with anticipation.

“Feng, are you listening to me?” Taking me out of my fantasies the voice of my dear Ai Zuling reaches my ears once more as she calls me so intimately.

“Of course, I’m listening to you Zuling, I’ll make sure to be as good as new so we can have a date” I replied with clear emotion in my voice to which Ai Zuling only smiled shyly as she partially covered her face.

God, I can’t wait to corrupt that sweet smile, I want to play with her, I want to fuck her until I’m tired... I want to torture her and hear her moans of agony.

Trying to calm my unsatisfied impulses from the interruption a couple of weeks ago, I left my dear Ai Zuling’s office and headed to my workshop to work for the rest of the day enduring the physical discomfort caused by my injuries and my illness; it was inevitable as I had to maintain my status within the sect.

And to think that I would find a sect like this that was in such desperate need of having experienced blacksmiths that they hired me without even caring too much about my past; Even luckier was the fact that in this place they don’t care if a maid or two disappears every few months... I couldn’t find a better place to live.

.....

Whatever the case, as soon as dusk came, I left my tools organized as I like to find them before leaving my workshop, on my way out a couple of servants passed me probably while they were on their way to clean my workshop or the someone else.

It was a pity that I had as a rule not to target anyone in my immediate environment, otherwise, I would not mind adding that beautiful young woman with intense blue eyes and dark hair who passed by my side; quite a shame.

Clearing my head of those unnecessary thoughts, I had better try to focus on everything I planned to do to the beautiful Ai Zuling, all the different ways in which I planned to enjoy that sensual body; some of which only I would enjoy as she begged for mercy.

Immersed in my fantasies, a short time passed before I arrived at a luxurious remote pavilion that was my home, which I explicitly requested so that I could carry out my studies and evening activities in peace.

As was customary, all the servants who work for me had already left as soon as the sun began to set, leaving only a few candles and incense lit for my arrival.

To be honest it was a bit frustrating not being able to enjoy the expensive incenses that I bought to supplement my rest and help with my condition, having lost my sense of smell years ago because of my trade; These incenses were something I could never taste.

Still, since they helped make the pain she felt while breathing somewhat more tolerable, I couldn’t consider these incenses to be a waste.

As I did every day, the first place I went when I got home was the bathroom, finding a hot tub of hot water prepared in advance by my servants with some soothing herbs; I left my work-soiled clothes behind and dove up to my neck trying to enjoy a rare moment of peace.

“Those damn servants at least are good for something.” I couldn’t help but comment as I felt some of my fatigue disappear with the heat of the water and the relaxing effects of the medicinal herbs in it.

At least being a blacksmith had its advantages, wealth is something that I had never lacked in my adulthood so I could afford all kinds of luxuries that lower-class people could only dream of.

After what seemed like only a couple of minutes I began to feel intense drowsiness invade my mind, I was probably more tired than I thought so I left the bathroom, took my clean robes, and went to my room to rest.

It was strange, with each step I took, the slumber became more intense, my mind felt so lethargic, at first it didn′t catch my attention but something seemed strange, I immediately began to circulate my Ki to clear my mind and after regaining clarity I noticed that there was something wrong with my room.

The door was open, this was unheard of, my servants knew that entering my room was forbidden and they would never dare to defy my orders, intrigued by what could be happening I headed with cautious steps to my room only to find someone who it was familiar to me.

Her dark hair like the night and her eyes blue like the deep sea, with a beautiful appearance and a calm smile, this was the maid that I saw a couple of hours ago while I was leaving my workshop.

But that was strange, what was this woman doing in my room? An unexpected gift? She was probably one of those whores who couldn’t wait to spread her legs for someone as important as me and somehow she gained access to this place hoping to seduce me.

To my surprise, as those thoughts ran through my mind, a male voice interrupted the silence: “Why do I have the impression that you are thinking of something rude?”

“Who’s there?” Surprised by the sudden comment, I looked around but there was no one else here besides the maid who was still looking at me with calm eyes.

“Where are you looking? ... Shit, I forgot to take off that stupid disguise, well, this is humiliating; at least the only person here who can see me is a dead man “The male voice came again but this time I could see clearly how it came from the mouth of the beautiful maid who with an annoyed expression began to remove her dress revealing a set black armor underneath before using those same clothes to clean up the makeup he was wearing.

To my disbelief, now with the makeup removed, what was in front of me was not a beautiful woman, but a man with sharp features and a penetrating gaze completely covered in black armor; But what most caught my attention was the way he referred to me.

“By dead man, do you mean me? Boy if you came here to kill me alone, I’m afraid you’re overestimating yourself. “Outraged I couldn’t help but scream.

“I may have come to kill you alone, but I am accompanied by various gifts that my dear friends send you.” The man smiled mischievously as he looked at me with growing hostility.

Hearing the idiot reveal that he came alone, the smile on my face couldn’t be bigger, I was just looking for someone to play with and this idiot came on his own account, I don’t normally play with men, but I guess can’t be picky.

Interrupting my thoughts, the man spoke again with a playful and provocative tone: “And tell me, how is Ai Zuling treating you lately?”

The sudden mention of Ai Zuling managed to provoke my interest in this idiot, it seemed that he knew more than he appeared, so I assumed that I could use a little more chat.

“That girl has been pretty sensible lately in accepting my advances, I will probably have her in my bed moaning my name in a couple of weeks” I didn’t even bother trying to hide my lust right now as this would never reach Ai Zuling’s ears; Unless she knew how to talk to the dead.

Showing an expression of disdain followed by understanding the man replied: “I can’t even blame you for having that disgusting smile on your face, the truth is that having that woman slam her hips against yours while screaming your name must be something to remember”

There was something strange about the way the man said it and even though I didn’t know exactly what it was; I couldn’t help but feel annoyed for some reason.

During all this conversation I never stopped circulating the Ki inside my body, keeping in a constant state of combat every fiber of my being, my heart was pumping with force and I did my best to hide the increase in my breathing; I was ready to strike out at any moment and kill this jerk.

But this person seemed to be very good at interrupting the flow of my thoughts because his next question puzzled me to a great extent: “Do you remember the name of Ai Zulei? ... It seems that no, the truth is that I am not surprised at all, I do not know directly your class but I have heard about you, some take trophies and treasure the memory of each of their victims reliving that pleasure they felt but not all of them are like that. You are not like that, no, you live only to find your next victim, to drown in that sick pleasure that you feel as you pour all your pain and anger into your prey, you don’t care about their names, you don’t care about trophies and probably the only thing you remember of those whose lives were taken from them are their screams of agony, the way they begged for their lives pathetically... it turns you on, doesn’t it? their pain, their agony, to see them beg helplessly”