Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 127: Catching Dragon Claw Hand

"Alright." Glancing at Murong Xiaoyi’s sultry figure, Chen Xiaobei said, "But let’s get one thing straight. The Splitting Yin Claw is a particularly insidious Martial Technique. If I happen to grab somewhere I shouldn’t during the fight, don’t come crying to me. Got it?"

"Hmph! I don’t sweat the small stuff. Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget," Murong Xiaoyi fumed. Although she knew Chen Xiaobei could use Flying Immortals Beyond the Heavens, she didn’t believe for a second that he had learned it on his own. This has to be related to Master. As long as this creep doesn’t use Flying Immortals Beyond the Heavens, there’s no way I can’t take him down!

They went out to the villa’s courtyard. Murong Xiaoyi clutched her Dagger, Moonlight, looking both beautiful and deadly. Chen Xiaobei, on the other hand, was completely lackadaisical. He let out a belch from his full stomach and said dismissively, "Alright, let’s get this over with."

The expression on his face was so infuriatingly smug that Murong Xiaoyi snapped. Without another word, she reversed her grip on Moonlight and lunged.

She moved like a bolt of lightning, but Chen Xiaobei was even faster. Just as the Dagger was about to slice his throat, all Murong Xiaoyi saw was a flicker of an afterimage. In an instant, Chen Xiaobei was behind her.

"Nice speed, but your aim is terrible. I’d say just give up now!"

Murong Xiaoyi spun around, her voice cold. "Don’t get cocky. I was going easy on you. Let’s see you dodge this!"

With that, Murong Xiaoyi lunged, bracing one hand on the ground and thrusting Moonlight straight at Chen Xiaobei’s crotch. Halfway through the attack, however, she suddenly feinted. Her body twisted like a beautiful serpent as she zipped behind him. The next thing Chen Xiaobei felt was a chill on the back of his neck; Murong Xiaoyi had grabbed his chin and was about to slit his throat.

"Xiaoyi, no!" Seeing Murong Xiaoyi use a killing move, Luo Qingcheng nearly had a heart attack.

"Calm down, my dear. She’s no match for Xiaobei," Luo Wentian said, perfectly calm as his eyes filled with anticipation.

Sure enough, in the next second, Murong Xiaoyi inexplicably retracted her Dagger and leaped back. Her gorgeous face was flushed so crimson it looked like it might burst as she shrieked, "Chen Xiaobei, you’re shameless!"

A wicked grin played on Chen Xiaobei’s lips. "How am I shameless? Do explain."

"You just are, that’s all!" Murong Xiaoyi’s face grew even redder. Just a moment ago, she was about to end Chen Xiaobei’s life, but at the critical moment, he had squeezed her crotch. Not only was he shockingly strong, but his aim was impeccable. The squeeze nearly made her wet herself. As an untouched maiden, how could Murong Xiaoyi possibly focus on killing him? All she could think about was escaping his demonic grasp. And yet, this bastard had the gall to ask her how he was shameless! How was she supposed to answer that?

Chen Xiaobei, however, looked completely innocent. "I told you already, the Splitting Yin Claw is an insidious technique. That move is called the Deadly Castrating Claw. The grip was pretty good, right?"

"Good my ass! I’ll kill you!" Murong Xiaoyi’s composure shattered completely, and she flew at him once more.

Simultaneously, Chen Xiaobei’s hands formed into claws. As he activated the mental method, all ten of his fingers turned pitch black.

"This... this is impossible!" Luo Wentian’s face stiffened, his heart instantly filling with shock.

The Splitting Yin Claw was one of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s ten great guardian Martial Techniques, consisting of ten stances. The most direct sign of mastering each stance was a change in the color of the user’s fingers. Chen Xiaobei’s fingers were already black, which meant he had truly achieved complete mastery of the Splitting Yin Claw.

And indeed, this time, Chen Xiaobei didn’t even bother to dodge. With a low shout, his hand shot out to intercept Moonlight’s blade.

THUD!

The impact sent a powerful shock up Murong Xiaoyi’s arm, leaving it completely numb. But that wasn’t all. As she stared in disbelief, Chen Xiaobei simply closed his fingers around Moonlight’s blade and twisted.

CRACK!

With a sharp snap, Chen Xiaobei broke the Dagger in two.

"My Moonlight!" Murong Xiaoyi cried out, on the verge of tears. The Dagger had been with her for ten years and could slice through iron like it was mud. She never imagined it could be snapped in half by a person’s bare hands. Is he even human?

Honestly, Murong Xiaoyi was terrified. Just then, a black shadow lunged at her. Chen Xiaobei had tossed aside the broken Dagger and was now reaching for her chest.

"Bastard, don’t you dare!" Murong Xiaoyi yelled in fury, instinctively shrinking back. But Chen Xiaobei was relentless, his hands aiming for either her breasts or her crotch. All Murong Xiaoyi could do was desperately defend herself high and low, cutting a pathetic figure.

"Aaaah!" she screamed. "You bastard! You’re a pervert!"

"Who’s a pervert?" Chen Xiaobei retorted with a cold smirk. "I told you the Splitting Yin Claw was an insidious technique, but you wouldn’t listen!"

"Less talk! Taste the power of my Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claw!"

SWOOSH!

With that, Chen Xiaobei’s True Qi flared as he lunged for Murong Xiaoyi’s left breast. The move was blindingly fast and frighteningly accurate.

"Bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!" Seeing no way to dodge, Murong Xiaoyi threw herself at Chen Xiaobei like a wildcat.

But with a light tap of his toes, Chen Xiaobei vaulted over her, landing right behind her. Then, his large hand slid down from her shoulder and, with unerring accuracy, grasped her full breast.

So soft, and so big... A wave of pleasure washed over Chen Xiaobei. "Do you concede?" he asked.

"Mmm... Ah!" An intense jolt shot through her, and a moan escaped Murong Xiaoyi’s lips. In her twenty years of life, her breasts had never been touched by a man. She never thought she would lose that first time to Chen Xiaobei’s hand.

"Bastard, let me go!" Murong Xiaoyi cursed, twisting her lithe body. "Chen Xiaobei, you’re an animal! What kind of skill is it to use such a despicable move?"

"Cut the crap. There are no despicable techniques, only effective and ineffective ones. And let me tell you, this Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claw is a real stance in the Splitting Yin Claw. Isn’t that right, Grandpa?"

As he spoke, Chen Xiaobei released her, though he was quite reluctant. Years of training had made Murong Xiaoyi’s body taut and firm, and the feel of her breast was far beyond that of an ordinary woman. Unfortunately for him, the death glare from Luo Qingcheng forced his hand.

Luo Wentian coughed awkwardly. "Ahem... Xiaoyi, Xiaobei is right. The Heavenly Demon Sect was never fussy about naming its techniques. The Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claw is indeed one of the stances."

"Pervert!" Murong Xiaoyi’s face turned ashen, her heart filled with an unspeakable sense of violation. She had always detested men. The feeling of being groped by Chen Xiaobei was... indescribable. It was strangely thrilling, but mostly, it was disgusting.

Luo Wentian looked at Chen Xiaobei with pure admiration and sighed. "There is always someone better out there. Xiaobei, your talent in the Martial Arts is indescribable. I fear that even Sect Leader Yang in his prime couldn’t hold a candle to you."

"It’s such a pity that Sect Leader Yang’s Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations were completely lost in that great war. If it had been passed down to you, the revival of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s former glory would be just around the corner." As he spoke, the old man wiped at his reddening eyes.

"Grandpa!" Luo Qingcheng frowned. "So many years have passed. Why are you still so fixated on the past? If Xiaobei really did learn the Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations and his enemies found out, wouldn’t they hunt him to the ends of the earth? These feuds never end. It’s better to focus on living well in the present."

"You’re right, you’re right. I’m getting ahead of myself," Luo Wentian chuckled, taking Chen Xiaobei by the hand. "Come on, Xiaobei. Let’s go back inside for a few more drinks."

But at that very moment, a phone began to ring.

RING! RING! RING!

A call came in from Li Xinghe.

"What’s up?" Chen Xiaobei asked as he answered.