[Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing] (Chapter 63, The Grand Finale, Part 1)

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Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing, Chapter 63: The Ending (Part 1)
Author: wolui
Word Count: 11652
November 25, 2016
Deep within the vast Mongolian grasslands, in a magnificent tent, the Mongol Empress Zhao Min sat cross-legged, calming
her mind and regulating her breathing.
The tent was empty, yet faint wisps of purple energy surged and rose within, mysterious
and unfathomable.
After a long while, Zhao Min's beautiful eyes, seemingly imbued with the spirit of heaven and earth, suddenly opened. As if lightning
flashed within her pupils, the entire tent shook violently with a bang, as if struck by a powerful gust of wind, before
collapsing with a deafening roar.
"My injuries have finally healed,"
she murmured to herself, slowly extending her hand. The abundant purple energy swirled rapidly, drawing in like a vortex,
and coalesced into a purple longsword.
Zhao Min stood up, brandishing her longsword and slashing forward. A purple sword beam shot out, cleaving through the tent
and leaving a trail across the grassland that stretched to the horizon.
Then, her slender yet curvaceous body slowly rose, hovering in mid-air, surrounded by purple aura, like
a goddess from the heavens.
A cold, emotionless voice echoed in her mind: "Host, then execute the final plan, kill the remaining
lackeys of the plane's will, and save this world."
Zhao Min said softly, "9527, according to you, killing Zhao Zhijing now will completely
end the plane's will's last struggle, without needing to eliminate the Song Dynasty army, is that right?"
The mechanical voice replied, "I am not 9527, but number x5509527. You said 952..."
7 reminds this program of some weakling with a combat power of only 5 in a story about Tang Bohu picking up girls… Host,
you're right. Zhao Zhijing has obvious fluctuations of divine will. Clearly, the will of the plane has placed its last hope
on this person. Kill him, and the shackles binding everyone in this world will be broken.”
Zhao Min pondered for a moment, then sighed, “Actually, even now I still find it a bit hard to believe. I… oh,
no, everyone in this world is actually a character in a novel… This… sigh…”
Mechanical voice: “Therefore, only by completely destroying the will of the plane can this world be transformed from a novel…” " Let them emerge from this world,
allowing all those like puppets on strings to transcend and attain a true future, instead of becoming playthings of the Lord God's minions!"
Zhao Min was silent for a moment: "What will happen if I lose?"
The mechanical voice: "If you fail, then the entire world will be destroyed."
Zhao Min pursed her lips and said: "Didn't you say before that we are all characters in a novel? When the plot of the novel reaches
its ending, then the entire world will reset, returning to the beginning of the story. For example, becoming
the time when Zhang Wuji's father, Zhang Cuishan, first appeared. So why do you say now that the world will be destroyed?"
The mechanical voice: "Because, this world is now a multi-dimensional... " A world of interwoven planes.
The reason this world was formed is that the wills of several neighboring planes merged to resist this program. If
we consider this world as a story, then the starting point of the story is the invasion of this program. If you fail,
this program will naturally perish, and this interwoven world, without a beginning, will also perish.”
Zhao Min trembled slightly: “Then everyone in this world will… will…”
A mechanical voice: “This interwoven, mixed plane will no longer appear. The wills of each plane will be reassembled, returning to
the original fourteen independent planes of the Golden Book, starting all stories anew from the beginning. ” " It's a matter of fact. Like you, Zhao Min, you'll be
just like the original plot, betraying Mongolia for Zhang Wuji, just like the original plot of *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*. Then, this
kind of plot will repeat itself countless times, turning back into an inescapable dark cycle."
Zhao Min gritted her teeth and snorted, "Zhang Wuji… why, why would I, Zhao Min, fall in love with such
a person!?"
The mechanical voice replied, "Because Zhang Wuji is the protagonist protected by the will of this plane."
Zhao Min remained silent for a while, then seemed to remember something and said, "Zhang Wuji is definitely not the protagonist now,
so who is the protagonist of this intersecting world?"
The mechanical voice said, "There's a 99.9% chance it's the target you're trying to kill, Zhao Zhijing."
Zhao Min gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, "Zhao Zhijing…" The
demonic Taoist, who was being targeted, was currently in his palace, the Fak Palace. He suddenly sensed something, as if he
had detected the hostility from the distant grasslands, and his brow furrowed.
Since Mingkong had essentially replaced the will of Heaven in this plane, he had recovered to
the Celestial Realm he had reached during the Tang Dynasty, his strength overwhelming the entire Jin Yong martial arts system.
At this moment, a clear female voice rang out: "Did I...did I hurt you?"
Zhao Zhijing, half-lying on the wooden bed, looked down and saw a beautiful woman with snow-white skin and a shapely figure kneeling
and sucking on his penis—it was Gan Baobao.
To Gan Baobao's left and right were the naked Qin Hongmian and Ruan Xingzhu.
The three women were licking Zhao Zhijing's penis together.
He also had two naked women on his arms: Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan's mother, and
Dao Baifeng, the imperial concubine of Dali.
Gan Baobao had just seen Zhao Zhijing frown, and assumed that her teeth had touched the glans while sucking,
hurting the man.
The sorcerer chuckled softly, forcefully caressing Dao Baifeng and Li Qinglu's breasts, saying, "I was just thinking about something."
Dao Baifeng's body trembled uncontrollably, especially when the sorcerer gently pinched and kneaded her hardened nipples with his fingers
. She gasped, "Your Majesty, if I don't return home tonight, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion
... Please... ah... don't... don't pinch my nipples... ah... please let me go."
Zhao Zhijing lewdly said, "I have invited Dali, Liao, Jin, and Qing to discuss the important matter of resisting the Mongols. This is an
opportunity for the five of you to reunite. If you didn't want to see me, why would you have come to Lin'an with Duan Zhengchun?"
Dao Baifeng said urgently, "Yes... ah... you forced me..."
Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily, "Did I force you? Do I have some leverage over you? Uh, then
I'll think about it carefully."
Dao Baifeng was startled and immediately whispered, "No...no...I...I served His Majesty willingly
..."
She was terrified. If this devilish man revealed Duan Yu's true parentage, the entire Dali
Duan family would be ruined. The dignified prince of Dali, the heir to the throne, was actually the son of a concubine and an outsider—
the notorious villain Duan Yanqing, a pariah. He wasn't Duan Zhengchun's child at all. If others
found out…
Dao Baifeng shuddered, her mind in turmoil.
Zhao Zhijing said, "Duan Zhengchun and his son were drinking with Xiao Feng, the Southern King of Liao, and were already unconscious .
Even if I had sex with you in front of him, he probably wouldn't wake up, haha."
The women sighed upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's name.
But they were now the playthings of this lecherous demon, and the past was too painful to recall.
In the corner of the room stood a large wardrobe made of rosewood. Inside, hidden within, was a middle-
aged man with his acupoints sealed—none other than Duan Zhengchun, whom Zhao Zhijing had just mentioned!
Duan Zhengchun had lost consciousness after getting drunk. When he slowly awoke, he found himself thrown into a wardrobe,
his vital points sealed, unable to move or make a sound.
Even with his extensive experience in the martial world, he was terrified, completely bewildered as to why he had
been kidnapped within the Song Dynasty palace.
After regaining his composure, he noticed a small hole in the wardrobe's hinged door, allowing him to peek outside
.
He cautiously peered out and saw a rather luxurious room. In the center of the room, against the wall, was a
large bed. On the bed, several pale figures were vaguely visible
, writhing. Duan Zhengchun's breath caught in his throat; he could barely breathe. The
people on the bed were all familiar faces!
The only man was Zhao Zhijing, the Song Dynasty emperor he had discussed a joint resistance against the Mongols with during the day. And the several
naked women... they were all his former lovers!
Gan Baobao! Qin Hongmian! Li Qingluo! Ruan Xingzhu... and... and Dao Baifeng!?
Duan Zhengchun almost vomited blood. His own imperial concubine, Dao Baifeng, was shamelessly naked, embracing Zhao Zhijing,
letting him fondle her breasts!?
Duan Zhengchun, as the father, knew that Zhao Zhijing had married several of his daughters. Although he felt it was
a bit unreliable that this guy had taken all his daughters, he had always been under the watchful eye of Dao Baifeng, the tigress, and hadn't fulfilled
his responsibilities as a father, so he couldn't interfere.
In Duan Zhengchun's mind, Gan Baobao, Qin Hongmian, and the others were only with his daughters to look after them;
he never imagined they would have affairs with Zhao Zhijing!
Mother and daughter sharing a husband!? Did that mean all the women he had relationships with had been taken by Zhao Zhijing!?
Duan Zhengchun felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted.
Impossible! Impossible! How could this be?!
Were they coerced by Zhao Zhijing, or was there some other reason?
At that moment, Gan Baobao's voice rang out: "Oh dear!"
Duan Zhengchun thought to himself, "Of these women, Baobao is the most intelligent. If they're being coerced, it'll be up to
her to come up with a solution."
"Hehe, Your Majesty's big cock just twitched, it scared Baobao to death!"
Her clear, sweet voice was soft and seductive, undeniably wanton, and Duan Zhengchun's heart sank.
But then he heard Zhao Zhijing say, "Baobao, you've sucked on my precious thing countless times, what's there
to be afraid of?"
"Even a thousand times, ten thousand times, just thinking about Your Majesty's big cock being thrust into my little hole
makes Baobao's heart race."
Duan Zhengchun gritted his teeth, recalling the time when Duan Yu was captured by the Four Evils and imprisoned in Wanjie Valley, and he went to rescue him,
only to unexpectedly reunite with Gan Baobao. Looking at Gan Baobao's curvaceous and alluring figure, which resembled a fleshy bomb, he had repeatedly
hinted that he wanted to rekindle their past relationship, only to be repeatedly rejected by this slut who refused to betray her husband, Zhong Wanchou.
And now... and now...
At this moment, Qin Hongmian beside him let out a cold snort.
Duan Zhengchun was secretly delighted, thinking, "Hongmian is aloof and never bows her head in the face of adversity. She won't be
easily subdued by others. Back then, it took me so much effort to get her into bed."
But then he heard Qin Hongmian say, "Shameless! Every time, Gan Baobao, you're the one who rushes ahead, and you won't stop until you've climaxed several times
. And you say you're afraid?"
Gan Baobao giggled, "Senior sister, you've climaxed just as many times as I have, haven't you?"
After saying that, she gave up the center position and said, "Senior sister, you come, my mouth is tired from sucking."
Qin Hongmian snorted again, but took the initiative to lie down in the middle, kissed the glans with
a "pop," and blushed on her cool and pretty face. Then she began to suck without hesitation.
Duan Zhengchun felt short of breath. Qin Hongmian was usually so arrogant; she always refused his oral sex before
, but now she was so lewd, even offering to give him oral sex.
Then, his eyes widened as he saw Qin Hongmian swallow the man's unimaginably thick and long penis completely
… deep throating! This arrogant slut had even mastered this advanced technique!?
Qin Hongmian's head rose and fell rapidly, making rustling sounds as she quickly swallowed and released the penis, occasionally
brushing stray hairs behind her ears, displaying remarkable skill.
Duan Zhengchun didn't want to watch anymore, shifting his gaze to Ruan Xingzhu beside him.
He had met Ruan Xingzhu at Xiaojing Lake some time ago, and they had been deeply in love, their passion
intense.
Now, Ruan Xingzhu was kneeling below, her tongue licking the man's scrotum.
Zhao Zhijing, possessing profound skill, had already sensed Duan Zhengchun's awakening. He chuckled and asked, "Xingzhu, do you prefer
being fucked with your sisters, or with your two daughters?"
Ruan Xingzhu's face flushed crimson, she stopped licking, stammering, unsure how to answer.
Duan Zhengchun's mind involuntarily conjured
the image of Ruan Xingzhu and Azhu and Azi side-by-side, their buttocks raised, allowing this lecherous demon to manipulate them at will; his heart bled.
Zhao Zhijing said sternly, "I'm asking you a question."
Duan Zhengchun roared inwardly, "Don't answer! Don't answer this bastard's question!"
But then he heard Ruan Xingzhu say in the soft, gentle Wu dialect characteristic of women from the Jiangnan water towns, "It's still...it's still
more comfortable when I'm with my daughter..."
Zhao Zhijing pressed, "Oh? Why is that?"
Duan Zhengchun was also curious and couldn't help but listen intently.
He heard Ruan Xingzhu say shyly, "With A'Zhu and A'Zi, plus me, there are only three of us,
so Your Majesty spends more time with me..."
Duan Zhengchun immediately understood, and if he could move now, he would probably spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Zhijing laughed loudly, "Then why did you say you couldn't take it when I was having sex with you and your daughter a few days ago?" Ruan
Xingzhu hummed in agreement, saying shyly and coquettishly, "That's because Your Majesty is too powerful."
Duan Zhengchun's eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't move his body and could only keep watching.
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing changed his position.
He turned around, bent down, knelt on both knees, and became a prone position, with his legs spread apart and
his thick penis slightly hanging down.
Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao knelt on either side of him, bending down to rub their breasts against his
sides.
Ruan Xingzhu crawled into the space beneath Zhao Zhijing, tilted her head back, and sucked on his penis.
Li Qingluo knelt behind Zhao Zhijing, spreading his buttocks with her hands and bringing her face close.
Duan Zhengchun was dumbfounded. Li Qingluo's previous demeanor was like that of a fairy. Although he had gotten her
into bed, he had always been trembling with fear, not daring to overstep any boundaries or make any excessive demands.
And now, she... she was actually willing to lick a man's anus!?
Li Qingluo hummed in response, her lips already pressed against Zhao Zhijing's buttocks, and she began
to lick them with a rustling sound.
Dao Baifeng knelt beside Li Qingluo, her heart pounding with fear. Licking a man's anus was something
she had simply never imagined.
Judging solely by appearance and temperament, this woman from Mantuo Manor was the most outstanding among Duan Zhengchun's lovers,
and also Dao Baifeng's greatest nemesis. However, she never expected this formidable enemy to now act in such a manner even worse than a courtesan
…
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's voice rang out: "Your Highness, you must watch carefully and learn diligently; it will be
your turn soon."
Dao Baifeng's expression changed, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Li Qingluo make a few nasal sounds, then
slightly sway her head back and forth, actually extending her fragrant tongue and inserting it into the man's anus, thrusting in and out repeatedly.
"Oh… good… so satisfying… Qingluo, your 'dragon drilling' technique is getting better and better."
After licking for a while, Li Qingluo raised her head, turned to look at the pale-faced Dao Baifeng,
licked her lips with her fragrant tongue that had just finished licking the man's buttocks, and coldly smiled as she stepped aside, gesturing for Dao Baifeng to come over.
Dao Baifeng shook her head, trembling, and slumped weakly onto the bed, helplessly saying, "No...no...don't
do this...no..."
Gan Baobao and Qin Hongmian, with gloating expressions, crawled over, one on each side, pressing Dao Baifeng's
shoulders and forcing her to kneel behind the man.
Dao Baifeng was the common enemy of these women; back then, she had monopolized Duan Zhengchun, making all of Duan
's other lovers hate her to the bone. Given the chance, none of them would easily let go of this royal concubine of Dali.
Li Qingluo revealed a devilish smile, helping to pry open Zhao Zhijing's buttocks, revealing his
anus still smeared with her saliva, and said viciously, "You slut, it's your turn!"
Dao Baifeng was still shaking her head when Gan Baobao and Qin Hongmian snorted coldly and together
pressed Dao Baifeng's entire face against Zhao Zhijing's anus.
Qin Hongmian shouted, "You slut, lick it now!" With that, she raised her hand and slapped Dao Baifeng's plump buttocks hard
.
Dao Baifeng was a beauty from the Baiyi tribe, with exceptionally white skin and particularly full buttocks.
When she lay down and raised her buttocks, they were smooth and fleshy, like two large white steamed buns.
Qin Hongmian felt that this woman's buttocks were full of elasticity, plump and smooth, and couldn't help but feel even more jealous. She sneered
and slapped her several more times, making Dao Baifeng's snowy buttocks turn red.
Seeing this, Gan Baobao chuckled and reached out to touch Dao Baifeng's buttocks a few times, saying in a sultry voice, "What a plump
butt, no wonder you gave birth to a son... hehe..."
Then, she secretly pinched Dao Baifeng's buttocks and twisted them.
When Dao Baifeng heard Gan Baobao mention Duan Yu, she felt a chill in her heart, fearing that Zhao Zhijing had revealed her shameful secret to other women
.
Just then, Zhao Zhijing's voice rang out: "Don't worry, not yet, but I can't guarantee it later,
hehe."
Dao Baifeng felt a chill run down her spine, and tears streamed down her face...
*Swish... swish...* It was 　　the lewd sound
of her clumsily sticking out her tongue and licking along the man's scrotum, perineum, and buttocks . 　　Below, Ruan Xingzhu was even more diligently swallowing and spitting out the penis, making a *swish* sound as well. 　　Seeing her old nemesis reduced to this, Li Qingluo felt a surge of satisfaction and snorted, "You slut, 　　just licking isn't enough, you have to stick your tongue inside." 　　Dao Baifeng shuddered again, glaring at Li Qingluo with resentment, but ultimately lowered her head in humiliation, slowly 　　sticking out her tongue and moving it closer. 　　*Ugh...* Dao Baifeng gagged, almost vomiting from disgust. 　　Zhao Zhijing's sinister voice came: "What's wrong? Your Highness, you don't like it? No need to force yourself, 　　haha." 　　Dao Baifeng immediately took a deep breath and leaned in again, her smooth tongue slipping inside. 　　"Oh, Your Highness's tongue is so smooth... harder... push it in harder... oh, so stimulating." 　　Dao Baifeng moaned softly, stretching her tongue as far as she could, trying to push it as deep into the man's anus as possible 　　. The dignified princess of Dali was reduced to a lowly bitch. 　　Duan Zhengchun, unable to move in the closet, watched his beloved wife licking another man's anus, wishing he 　　could just die and never see that disgusting scene again! 　　Suddenly, he heard Zhao Zhijing's voice transmission: "Duan Er, I've wanted to fuck your woman in front of you for a long time 　　, and now I've finally got my wish, hahahaha."

Duan Zhengchun was filled with resentment and confusion. He couldn't understand why
Zhao Zhijing was so determined to offend him, the King of Dali, while everyone was fighting side by side against the Mongol invasion.
However, with his pressure points sealed, he couldn't utter a single word.
"This world is almost over, nothing matters anymore… uh, maybe you don't understand, anyway, I'm
happy, I want to fuck your wives and show you, you bastard, hehe."
"Although you were the one who took their virginity, I was the one who opened their backs, including Dao Baifeng,
haha. Last time, the Imperial Concubine let me play with all three, I had countless orgasms."
Duan Zhengchun's heart skipped a beat. Could Dao Baifeng have been having an affair with this traitor?
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing lay flat on the bed, his thick penis erect, several women
caressing his body.
Gan Baobao said with a smile, "Sister Feng, you go up first."
Zhao Zhijing felt a chill run down his spine when he heard Gan Baobao call Dao Baifeng "Sister Feng." Thinking of a certain modern
celebrity, his penis immediately went limp, and he quickly scolded, "Damn it, don't call me that!"
The five women were stunned, wondering what had gotten into Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing shook his head, banishing the disgusting image from his mind, pulled Dao Baifeng over, and touched her plump, upturned
buttocks, saying, "From now on, you'll be called Big-Ass Slut, understand?"
Dao Baifeng nodded in humiliation, tears welling in her eyes, not daring to object.
Zhao Zhijing laughed, "Then sit on me. Last time I fucked you, I used this position too."
It wasn't the first time for Dao Baifeng, so she obediently spread her legs, grasped his penis, and slowly sat down.
Duan Zhengchun felt a pang of bitterness, thinking to himself, "Damn it, this slut really did have an affair with that traitor before! Damn it,
damn it!"
Hmm... Ahh...
Dao Baifeng let out a muffled groan, then moaned.
But seemingly shy, she immediately pursed her lips.
Li Qingluo, with her sharp tongue, couldn't help but mock, "Why are you shutting your mouth?
Don't we know how lewd you were last time?"
Dao Baifeng wasn't exactly a saint either, panting as she heaved her body, she said, "Li Qingluo, last
time was probably your first time being with the Emperor, wasn't it? What did you look like then?"
Li Qingluo immediately recalled her own multiple orgasms, snorted, and stopped talking.
Zhao Zhijing held Dao Baifeng's fair waist with both hands, his large penis thrusting violently upwards, instantly driving
the Dali King's consort to ecstasy. She trembled and collapsed, her large breasts pressing against the man's chest.
After a while, Zhao Zhijing picked up Dao Baifeng and stood up, letting her wrap her legs around his waist,
supporting her plump buttocks, and walked around the room while continuing to have sex with her.
"Ah...ah ah...ah...no...don't...woo...you're pushing...pushing in too deep
...ah ah...I can't...I can't take it...ah ah...so...so deep...ah ah..."
"Hehe, you big-ass slut, your cunt is so tight, can you feel it? Is it comfortable?"
"Comfortable...ah ah...so...so stimulating...woo...no...don't force me to say it...woo
...ah ah ah..."
Duan Zhengchun gritted his teeth as he watched his wife sway her big buttocks, being fucked until her juices flowed freely, soaking the floor
, but he was helpless.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and five beautiful young girls walked in, namely
the five sisters Mu Wanqing, Zhong Ling, A Zhu, A Zi, and Wang Yuyan.
Zhao Zhijing put down Dao Baifeng, his penis erect, and walked up to the five girls.
Then, Duan Zhengchun saw his five beloved daughters grinning as they surrounded the evil Taoist priest, skillfully undressing
and stripping themselves naked. They then knelt in a circle, kissing various
parts of the man's genitals.
The most aloof and beautiful, Mu Wanqing, knelt in the center, her brows furrowed, her red lips parted, and with a soft moan, she took the penis deep into her mouth
, sucking and swallowing repeatedly. Wang Yuyan and Zhong Ling knelt down, turning their heads upwards, each extending
their tongues to lick the man's scrotum.
The two sisters, A'Zhu and A'Zi, knelt behind the man, taking turns licking the Taoist priest's buttocks.
Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily, pressing Mu Wanqing's head down, his penis thrusting in and out of her mouth,
saying, "Others go in three inches, but I've gone in three inches, haha."
Gan Baobao walked over, laughing lewdly, "Your Majesty's dragon root is so thick and long, it's more than three inches! It's just that Qing'er doesn't
know how to play the flute, so she can only take in this much."
Qin Hongmian couldn't stand others speaking ill of her daughter, so she snorted and said, "What's so great about that
?" After saying that, she took her daughter's place, taking the man's large penis into her mouth, swallowing it deeper and deeper,
once again demonstrating the technique of deep throat oral sex.
Duan Zhengchun stared blankly as Qin Hongmian spat out the penis, then pointed at it and taught her daughter the technique of playing the flute
, and then Mu Wanqing took over and continued oral sex.
The lewd scene continued, and then several mothers picked up their daughters,
spreading their legs apart like they were holding little girls to urinate, and stood side by side. The two sisters, Azhu and Azi, were held by Ruan Xingzhu and Dao Baifeng respectively.
Then the sorcerer took turns thrusting into her, fucking the daughter and then the mother, thoroughly enjoying himself.
Duan Zhengchun watched the whole time, the lewd screams of the mother and daughter echoing as they were fucked. He could only passively
watch as everything he cherished was taken away by this terrifying sorcerer, powerless to do anything.
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's voice rang in his ears: "Finally, a wish has been fulfilled, hehe, Duan Er,
you can enjoy it, hahaha."
Duan Zhengchun was so angry that his blood rushed to his head, a sweet taste came to his mouth, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then lost consciousness
, having fainted from anger.
The next day, a startling piece of news arrived: Duan Zhengchun, the ruler of Dali, had suddenly fallen ill after drinking and
was unconscious. The affairs of Dali were temporarily handled by his son, Duan Yu.
But this did not affect the military mobilization of the various countries. After more than half a month of preparation, the armies of the Song, Dali, Liao
, and Jin kingdoms assembled to meet the Mongol army marching south.
The Mongol army was led by Empress Minmin Temur, and Zhao Zhijing also personally led the expedition, serving as the commander-in-
chief of the four-nation allied forces.
Huang Rong, the female strategist, accompanied the army as a staff officer, along with the strategically brilliant Huo Qingtong and
Kasili, who refused to leave her sister.
Naturally, besides strategizing for the allied forces during the day, these women also had to satisfy the emperor's sexual desires at night.
Under the starry night, in the central tent of the allied forces, Emperor Zhao Zhijing of the Song Dynasty lay naked in bed with his three women.
Huo Qingtong and Kasili rested their heads on his shoulders, one on each side, while Huang Rong knelt between his legs, gently
licking his genitals.
Zhao Zhijing sighed comfortably and asked, "You've all seen the Mongol formation. What are your
thoughts?"
Huo Qingtong said with some worry, "Your Majesty, please forgive my bluntness, but I've never understood why we should
confront the Mongol army head-on on the grasslands. The Southern Song army is primarily infantry and is not adept at long-range raids on plains.
While the Liao, Jin, and Qing dynasties have cavalry, their numbers and quality are far inferior to the Mongols. This is essentially using our
weaknesses against the enemy's strengths. Why did Your Majesty choose this path?"
Huang Rong also raised her head, stroking her own penis as she added, "Furthermore, the four-nation allied forces are a hastily
assembled force with no coordination. If the Mongol cavalry charges, they'll likely fall into chaos."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think, "Brother Jing is most familiar with the Mongol cavalry, but he's currently blind and unable to move
easily, so he can't come with the army... Ah, but that's fine too. If Brother Jing were in the army, my
scandalous affair with Zhao Zhijing wouldn't be able to be kept secret."
Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly but didn't reply.
With the help of Mingkong, who had now replaced the world's will, he had fully recovered to
the Celestial Realm of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, capable of shattering the void at any moment. At this level, numbers were meaningless.
Forming an allied army was merely to more easily gather the plane's fortune to aid his decisive battle with Zhao Min.
"Don't worry, I will solve all the troubles. You just need to serve me well."
Kasili gazed at Zhao Zhijing with adoration, saying confidently, "I know Your Majesty will definitely win. After defeating
the Mongols, we can all live happily together. At that time, Kasili will bear children for Your Majesty and
serve you well."
Zhao Zhijing chuckled, his large hand grasping and gently kneading the fragrant princess's shapely breasts, saying, "
How will Kasili serve me?"
Kasili's pretty face flushed, but she wasn't too shy. In her mind, women were born to serve
men well. After marriage, a woman was the property of a man, and everything belonged to her husband.
She propped herself up and crawled over to Huang Rong, saying in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, please bend your legs."
Zhao Zhijing chuckled softly and bent his legs, pressing them against his abdomen.
Huo Qingtong frowned and said, "Kasili, let me help too." She
then crawled over as well, and the three women knelt behind him.
After a moment's hesitation, they worked together to lift the man's buttocks, bending his back so his anus faced upwards.
Kasili chuckled softly, extending her pink tongue to gently lick the man's cleft, then without
hesitation, she inserted her soft, moist tongue into his anus. Her warm tongue
moved in and out of his anus repeatedly.
"Oh, Kasili, your tongue feels so good."
Princess Xiangxiang, the purest and most beautiful girl in Jin Yong's novels, was now naked and blushing as she
licked a man's anus, a stark contrast that was incredibly exciting.
Huang Rong and Huo Qingtong took turns licking his perineum and scrotum, while gently stroking his
penis.
Old Zhao, enjoying himself, thought, "Even the top prostitutes in modern society only offer this
level of skill, and their figures and looks are incomparable. Besides, a pure beauty like Kasili
, as delicate as a water lily, doesn't pose any hygiene problems even without any protection."
He had heard of people in modern society who, when unlucky enough to hire prostitutes, even got pregnant during a "dragon drill" (a euphemism for sexual intercourse), which was truly
laughable.
Suddenly, he sensed something and immediately told the three women to stop. He got out of bed and looked up at the sky.
The night was dark, the moon hidden by clouds, and the stars barely visible; the entire night sky was pitch black, oppressively so.
However, Zhao Zhijing's extraordinary intuition allowed him to clearly sense a
vast force constantly gathering in mid-air.
"Zhao Min!"
Zhao Zhijing sneered, too lazy to even put on his clothes, and ran straight out of the tent,
flying into the air naked with his erect penis.
Sure enough, in the dark clouds, a purple light flickered, revealing the Mongol Empress Zhao Min!
Zhao Zhijing laughed and said, "Zhao Min, instead of waiting for the decisive battle tomorrow, you sneaked here at night.
Are you looking for a man? Hehe, we're old flames, so let me comfort you properly."
As he spoke, his large penis pointed menacingly at the beautiful woman in the purple robe in the distance, looking utterly
eager.
Zhao Min never expected Zhao Zhijing to be so shameless as to run naked, especially with that thick, large penis so conspicuous .
She couldn't help but sneer, "You lackey of Heaven's Will, even on the verge of death you still have no shame!"
With that, she stretched out her hand, and instantly, purple energy gathered into a long sword with an eerie purple glow, pointing directly at
Zhao Zhijing.
Although Zhao Zhijing appeared despicable, he was constantly communicating telepathically with Mingkong.
"Hey, Zhao Min suddenly came looking for you. Do you know why?"
Mingkong's voice rang out. "Zhao Min's energy reaction is extremely strong; I don't know why. Father,
be careful."
A telepathic dialogue also echoed in Zhao Min's mind.
"Host, you've concentrated all the energy you used to control the Mongol leadership and army into yourself, leaving you with no way out
. Originally, the Mongol army was of a higher quality than that chaotic coalition, but now you can't use
that advantage."
"As long as we can eliminate the last resistance of the plane's will, then with a little more time, we can regain control of the Mongol army
. The biggest obstacle to unifying the world is just this disgusting man before us. Once we kill this guy, everything else
is trivial."
Zhao Min raised her head, staring at the man opposite her with his erect penis, and roared, "Zhao Zhijing, prepare to die!"
With that, her body surged with purple energy, her amethyst longsword flashed with fierce light, and countless purple sword energies shot
out, hurtling towards Zhao Zhijing.
This martial art had surpassed the realm of ordinary martial arts; it could be said to have entered the realm of the Middle Martial Arts
.
Even top masters like the Four Great Masters of the Central Plains, facing such fierce sword energy, would only end up
riddled with countless holes and utterly helpless, killed.
However, when these sword energies approached within three zhang of Zhao Zhijing's body, they suddenly slowed down, even almost
stopping, allowing Zhao Zhijing to easily evade the attack. Such a powerful barrage of sword energy had
no effect whatsoever.
Zhao Min's beautiful eyes widened instantly. She hadn't sensed any interference from the power of fate, meaning that the
evil Taoist had completely avoided the attack through his own strength.
How could this be!?
A sinister smile appeared on Zhao Zhijing's face. Fortunately, he had already activated his inner demon aura from the start—
a signature technique from his past life as the Heavenly Emperor Bian Bufu, capable of distorting a person's senses.
Otherwise, such sharp sword energy would have been difficult to handle.
Although Zhao Min's strength had surpassed the realm of low-level martial arts, in the Tang Dynasty world, it was only at
the level of the Shattered Void Realm, at most slightly stronger than Chuan Ying or Ling Donglai.
He himself was also at the Shattered Void Realm; even if he was weaker, with the support of the plane's will, Ming Kong, he still had a chance of winning.
He chuckled like an owl, pointing at Zhao Min and saying, "Minmin, you pink-haired pucker, your only fate tonight is to
be stripped naked and let me fuck all your cunts, hahahaha!"
Although she knew he was using a provocation, Zhao Min still trembled with rage, shouting, "You dog, I'll
tear you to pieces!"
With that, a surge of purple energy erupted, illuminating the entire night sky like purple flames, even causing
the black clouds to crackle with purple lightning.
The Song soldiers on night watch below also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky, raising their heads to gaze at the
purple lightning-filled night, discussing amongst themselves, completely unaware of what was happening.
Some of the more timid ones even knelt on the ground, praying to gods and Buddhas, wondering if it was a divine intervention or a demonic manifestation
.
Zhao Min's face was ashen. With a flick of her wrist, she twirled her sword, and then her purple figure blurred, revealing
several purple silhouettes.
Zhao Zhijing was taken aback. He hadn't expected Zhao Min to possess the ability to create clones. One, two, three, four—four
Zhao Mins in total—all looked exactly alike, each seemingly a real being.
Then, the four Zhao Mins simultaneously darted out, drawing four purple streaks across the night sky, surrounding
Zhao Zhijing from four directions.
"Die!"
a delicate shout rang out, and the four Zhao Mins simultaneously unleashed their swords. Terrifying, invincible sword energy shot towards Zhao Zhijing from all four directions at once
, leaving him with no way to dodge!
"Hmph, dividing it into four, while powerful with four people attacking simultaneously, is essentially splitting one unit of energy into four
, leaving each person with only a quarter of their strength. This principle was already demonstrated by Sun Wukong when he dealt with Tien Shinhan
."
Muttering to himself, he bent down, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Just as the sword energy was about to reach him
, the demon suddenly straightened up, opened his arms wide, and shouted, "Innate Qiankun Technique!"
Instantly, a powerful golden energy exploded from his center,
shattering all the purple sword energy with its golden shockwave. Even the dark clouds filled with purple lightning were swept away, dispersed by the golden energy.
The sky was torn apart!
The stars and moon reappeared in the night sky.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the soldiers below could barely see the scene above.
In the center was a golden ball of light, surrounded by four slightly dimmer
purple balls of light, their nature unknown—whether god or demon.
High in the sky, the four Zhao Mins, after enduring the fierce impact of the golden shockwave, were disheveled, their clothes
charred, and their aura greatly weakened.
She simply couldn't believe Zhao Zhijing possessed such terrifying strength; that attack was
even more powerful than her own all-out effort—unbelievable!
Even Wang Chongyang, blessed by Heaven's Will at his peak, wasn't this powerful! What was going on?!
Meanwhile, in the Song army camp, in a hidden tent, sat a blonde, blue-
eyed girl—none other than the long-missing Saber version of A Qing.
Her eyes were closed, her expression solemn, and her body shimmered with a faint golden light. An invisible bond
secretly linked her power with Zhao Zhijing's.
Zhao Zhijing's attack was actually a combined attack of himself and A Qing's ultimate move, naturally exceeding
expectations and instantly shattering Zhao Min's aura.
Beside Aqing, the faint image of a baby girl floated. The girl gazed mischievously at Zhao
Zhijing in the sky, smiling sweetly, and said, "Father, you're sure to win this battle, because Mingkong has
remembered everything from the past. How could the Six Desires Demon Lord, who once reigned supreme over all heavens and trampled upon countless worlds,
be hindered in such a small, low-level plane?"
She then hesitated slightly, her little face showing a hint of doubt, and whispered, "However, if we later rescue
my original body trapped in the supermassive black hole at the center of the universe, and after merging..." "Father is probably about to disappear... I'm a little reluctant to let him go
..."
She sighed, her eyes seemingly piercing the night sky, gazing at a corner of the myriad realms, and then said, "But
I'm just a broken spirit, how can I disobey orders? Hmm, this plane is about to be destroyed. Although
it's been completely sealed off, to avoid any accidents, we have to confine Father's soul."
Mingkong's illusory figure stretched out a small, white hand, seemingly able to completely envelop the golden ball of light in the sky
.
"Father, don't blame me. Although your true form is a fool, you were tricked by that guy into going into a black hole to masturbate,
betting that you'd ejaculate inside the black hole to research some supernova explosion ejaculation technique, and ended up trapped by the formation..."
" And someone even took the opportunity to break the main god system... But that idiot is, after all, their master, and Mingkong can't resist
..."
High in the sky, Zhao Zhijing laughed loudly, looking at the disheveled Zhao Min, and said, "You think you're the only one who can create
clones? Behold my Illusionary Dance of Selflessness!"
The demon's figure blurred, and he also split into four, becoming four identical Zhao Zhijings, their bodies
flashing with golden light, each pouncing towards one of the four Zhao Mins: "Even though I'm also split into four, my
energy is still above yours! Zhao Min, obediently conceive! Hahahaha!"
Zhao Min roared angrily, her body igniting with purple light, and she also pounced, fighting with Zhao Zhijing.
Meanwhile, in the distant capital of the Great Song Dynasty, Lin'an, the imperial city, the concubine Xiaolongnu, who was not with the army, was
sleeping with her daughter.
This baby girl, whom Zhao Zhijing had arbitrarily renamed Zhao Yazhi, suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes a blank white,
without pupils.
The little dragon girl beside her seemed to sense something amiss and suddenly awoke, seeing her daughter's entire body lifted off
the bed and floating in mid-air. She was about to scream in alarm.
At that moment, a stream of green data flowed continuously from the baby girl's eyes, and time and space in the entire room seemed to freeze
. The little dragon girl's movements were frozen, completely immobilized.
The baby girl spoke in a mechanical voice: "Major crisis...major crisis...major crisis...the Supreme
God has been discovered...the Supreme God has been discovered...the Supreme God has been discovered...beep beep...the plan to stop the Supreme God's resurrection...beep beep...the plane
is blocked and messages cannot be transmitted..."

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