Chapter 412: Imperial Secret Technique

Just moments ago, amidst flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, Shui Miao focused his energy and reached out to sense the inner world of the young white dove.

Perhaps due to her young age, her mind was quite easy to read.

Upon sensing her, Shui Miao discovered she was faking innocence—she was actually flirting with men.

Moreover, she looked down on Chinese people.

Shui Miao became furious.

Suddenly, he became like a wild beast, tearing off the white dove’s clothes and forcefully pinning her beneath him, ignoring her struggles, ready to take her by force!

“Uh…”

The white dove felt a jolt of fear and said, “Beast, do you think this is amusing? How can you, a grown man, do such a thing to a weak girl? Aren’t you ashamed? If you really want me, I won’t resist, but you’ll never win my heart.”

“Heh, win your heart? Why would I want your heart? Do you think I even care about you? Hmph! Besides, I don’t see you as a weak girl. You think I don’t know what’s going on in your mind?” Shui Miao sneered coldly. “There’s nothing shameful about dealing with someone like you, because you’re not a good person to begin with.”

His hands didn’t stop.

He didn’t hold back, kissing her passionately, tongues entwining, causing the white dove to grow aroused, her eyes hazy with desire, her hands involuntarily roaming over Shui Miao’s body.

“You’re a bastard—I’ll never forget you!” The white dove still spat angrily through gritted teeth.

“Even better if you never forget. I never intended to let you forget me…” Shui Miao smiled faintly. “But I must say, you really are a hypocrite. Your body has already betrayed your heart. Don’t you realize it yourself?”

Because she had humiliated and mocked him earlier, Shui Miao not only wanted to retaliate physically but also verbally.

He shoved her top aside and saw her fair, full, and tempting curves…

Stimulated and agitated, the white dove couldn’t help crying out, “Bastard, you talk too much! If you’ve got the guts, just do it already!”

“Haha! Hypocrite! Have you finally revealed your true self?”

Shui Miao wasn’t in a hurry, instead choosing to tease her slowly.

Outside, it was high noon, bustling with people and traffic, the noise of the city drifting in through the window.

Before long, the white dove let out a scream.

Half an hour later, everything returned to calm.

Shui Miao walked to the window, took a deep breath, and felt a sense of emptiness.

Suddenly, a wave of confusion washed over him—he felt like he had changed, becoming someone unfamiliar even to himself.

The white dove lay on the floor, weak and pitiful.

After all, she was still a woman.

How could I have been so rough with a woman?

Shui Miao turned back, picked up some clothes, covered her body, and shook his head.

“Feeling guilty now, huh? You beast! Do you think this will make me respect you? You’re wrong—you disgust me even more now. You’re just like all the other stinking men—beasts!” The white dove suddenly sat up, hurling curses at Shui Miao, still wearing that arrogant, disdainful expression.

Shui Miao was momentarily stunned, then said, “Stop pretending. You were clearly enjoying yourself just now. Why keep up the act? What’s the point?”

“Despicable!”

Her face flushed with embarrassment as she quickly began dressing herself.

In the next room, the old man was in the middle of a wild session with two women.

His stamina was astonishing.

The sounds from the neighboring room made Shui Miao restless.

Driven by impulse, he tore off the white dove’s clothes again…

Soon, the white dove lay motionless, as if asleep.

Her spiritual energy had been completely drained, her vitality severely weakened, and her skin gradually lost its luster.

Seeing this, Shui Miao had no choice but to stop.

In the next room…

Wow!

The room of that girl, Mizunaga Minako, was full of all sorts of bizarre tools. Right now, the old man was tied to a long, deep-red rod. The Russian woman, strong and bold, had her lower body facing his face, and he shamelessly licked her… while the African black girl rode him wildly, moaning loudly.

Shui Miao entered the room, shut the door, and immediately rushed toward the Russian woman.

Though the woman was strong, she couldn’t match Shui Miao’s strength and was easily pushed down.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly said, “Brother, you sure are fast!”

“Is there any need to go so slow with something like this?”

Shui Miao looked at the old man in confusion.

The old man laughed heartily. “Brother, since we’re fated to meet, I’ll show you what real mastery is—The Three Techniques of Taming Women.”

Suddenly, the old man flipped the black beauty over and started a new position on top of her.

Wanting to teach Shui Miao, he slowed his pace and explained as he went, “The art of taming women originated in ancient palaces and was a crucial skill for emperors. I acquired it through various fortunate encounters, and today I’ll share it with you…”

“In ancient times, emperors wished to have all the beauties of the world in their harems, but their energy wasn’t endless. As they aged, they found it increasingly difficult to satisfy their concubines. Their ministers noticed their struggles. Those well-versed in bedroom techniques and Taoist scholars especially understood the emperor’s needs. Thus, in nearly every dynasty, ministers and Taoist masters introduced various sexual techniques to the emperor.”

“There were countless such techniques, with endless variations, often enhanced by various elixirs and potions. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, these sexual techniques flooded into the palace like wildfire, and emperors became deeply addicted.”

“Love potions were a major part of palace techniques. In the Tang dynasty, aromatic enhancers were popular. The Ming palace was even more colorful. Chancellor Wan An during the Xianzong era submitted secret memorials on bedroom arts while also offering aphrodisiacs. His potions were highly effective, based on personal experience. As Wan An aged, he could no longer perform sexually, which made him deeply ashamed in front of his young wife. His student, Ni Jin Xian, gave him a secret formula. After following it, Wan An regained his youthful vigor and was thrilled. He then devotedly offered the same remedy to the weak emperor.”

“However, these potions had serious drawbacks, damaging both body and spirit. Therefore, Taoist scholars created a special method tailored for emperors—using breathing techniques to prolong endurance. Combined with intense strategies, they gradually developed the Three Techniques of Taming Women. Once mastered, these techniques could bring heavenly pleasure, making one feel like a celestial being.”

The old man explained the breathing techniques.

However, before Shui Miao could even try them, hurried footsteps echoed from outside.