The Righteous Man's Search for His Wife [Complete] - 11

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Chapter 128 The Temptation of the Maid (Part 1)

"May I ask your honorable name, brother?" Wang Fei smiled, his eyes fixed on Empress Xia. Of the four women, Empress Xia and Han Bing were the most beautiful, equally stunning. Han Bing was lifeless, cold, and hard; while Empress Xia was noble and elegant, exuding imperial aura, and was the most eye-catching. Most of the men in the room were looking at her.

I was angry, but the enemy was powerful, and I harbored a glimmer of hope that I could escape without fighting. I wasn't a reaper; I had little interest in killing.

"General, you're too kind. My name is Xu Zhengqi. I was mistaken for the Nine-Foot Lecher by people in the martial arts world some time ago."

"What?" Wang Fei exclaimed in surprise, "You're the number one martial arts master in the world—Xu Zhengqi?"

I smiled and said, "I dare not claim to be the number one martial arts master in the world, but I am merely Xu Zhengqi."

Wang Fei was secretly amazed. He never expected to have such good fortune today. Not only had he managed to capture the bandit general Li Bing, but he had also met the righteous hero Xu Zhengqi, who was unanimously regarded as the number one martial arts master in the world.

After the great battle against the Nine-Foot Lecher in the martial arts world, Xu Zhengqi had a new title: Righteous Hero, taken from his name. Of course, the reason for this title was out of respect for Xu Zhengqi's father, Xu Batian, the One-Sword Dragon from more than ten years ago.

Wang Fei immediately dismounted, led his two brothers, and bowed to me, saying, "Wang Fei, along with his brothers Wang Yun and Wang Feng, greets Great Hero Xu."

In the blink of an eye, a captive had become an honored guest; the change was too drastic. My previously anxious heart finally settled. "What great hero? While I, Xu, have never done anything truly evil, I have also never done anything to benefit the martial arts world or the common people. I dare not accept the title of great hero," said

Empress Xia and the other two women, clearly surprised by the change. However, with the crisis over, their hearts were much calmer. Only Han Bing remained

, her gaze fixed intently on me. The three Wang brothers were all young talents, already generals at a young age, and naturally, their conduct was extraordinary. Their earlier disrespectful glances at the four women vanished in an instant, replaced by focused attention on me. They frequently asked me questions about martial arts; young men, especially generals, were utterly obsessed with martial arts. Even with beautiful women before them, once the topic of martial arts came up, they forgot all about it.

Wang Fei presented five horses, one for each of them. Empress Xia and the others were all women, none of whom knew how to ride, so they had to use my "one-legged vehicle" (my two legs) to carry the three women, keeping pace with Wang Fei and his men.

Seeing that I, carrying three women, still moved with the same agility as their own horses, the three Wang brothers were even more impressed.

Wang Fei, riding his horse, said, "My lady has long decreed that whenever you encounter a master like me, you must be treated as an honored guest." I smiled inwardly. For a peerless master like me, which power wouldn't be vying to win me over? Moreover, in these chaotic times, what is most valuable? Talent!

"May I ask who this 'Empress' you speak of, Brother Wang?"

"Brother Xu, look at me, I've forgotten to introduce myself once we start talking about martial arts." Wang Fei smiled awkwardly. "To be honest, Brother Xu, we are the punitive expeditionary force under Prince Ning. My 'Empress' is Princess Ning."

"Princess Ning, is your princess's name Jiang Rushui?"

"Eh, Brother Xu. How do you know my 'Empress's' name?"

"Oh, what a coincidence! Your princess and I are old acquaintances. We met once in Nanchang Prefecture. Back then, I was falsely accused of being a lecherous demon, and not only did she not hold it against the others,

she even met me." Wang Fei laughed heartily, saying, "No wonder! I thought she gave such an order because you are the number one martial artist in the world. So we're old acquaintances, that's great! We're practically family now."

"Indeed, indeed." I had some contact with Jiang Rushui under the alias Xu Qi back then, and I remember we even made an agreement. Hehe, let's not dwell on that.

I asked again, "Just now on the battlefield, from what you said, Brother Wang, your lady was leading troops in battle. Is she also in Anping City?"

"Alas, if Brother Xu had arrived a few days earlier, he could have fulfilled his long-cherished wish. My lady led troops to attack Anzhou three days ago. Anzhou City is more than two thousand li away from here, and we are stationed in Anping with orders to attend to, so I'm afraid we cannot accompany Brother Xu to see the lady."

"No matter, no matter. Meeting the three of you today and feeling like old friends is a great joy in life."

The group chatted and laughed happily on the way. When they arrived in Anping City, they saw no trace of war. The people of Anping City lived in peace and contentment. The Prince of Ning's troops patrolled the streets, committing no offenses, which made the city's security more than three times better.

"Brother Wang is a skilled commander," I thought to myself, admiring him.

Wang Fei said, "Not at all, not at all. It's my Prince Ning who has the heart to govern the world and the ability to manage the universe, which is why we have this present situation." Although he was being modest, he couldn't help but feel proud.

And so, the five of us finally emerged from the deep mountains, having safely passed the day without any major incident. That evening, the three Wang brothers led a group of generals in a grand victory banquet, and I was also pulled into the feast. We drank until the wee hours of the morning

before I finally returned, tipsy. Since acknowledging me as their master, Han Bing had stayed close to me, like a shadow following me. The bland, tasteless wild game in the deep mountains couldn't compare to the culinary delights of the famous chefs at Zui Ba Xian. The fine wine and delicacies whetted my appetite, and Han Bing helped me, feeling dizzy and unsteady, back to the temporary residence Wang Fei had arranged for me.

Upon entering the main hall, brightly lit, Empress Xia and her two wives sat high on the throne, their faces frosty. Having lived in the deep palace for so long, few below could recognize their identities.

"Ah, everyone's here. Come, let's have another drink!" I slurred, reeking of alcohol. "Where are the maids? Tell them to prepare some good food!"

Pei Ling obeyed and went to do so. Soon, the maids set out a small table of steaming dishes in the hall. Pei Ling waved her hand, and the maids all left, closing the doors and windows tightly. The hall suddenly became cold and quiet, leaving only me and the four women.

I plopped down and began to eat and drink heartily, oblivious to everyone else.

"Hmm, not bad. Although it can't compare to the chefs at Zui Ba Xian, it's not far off."

"Have you eaten enough?" Mei Ying, her usual playful face gone, coldly asked.

"Not enough, not enough! I haven't had any good food for seven or eight days. How can I not eat my fill today?" I'm tall, over two meters, and my appetite is astonishing.

Empress Xia was already dressed neatly in her palace attire, regaining her dignity as the Empress of the nation.

"You audacious madman, Xu Zhengqi, do you know your crime?" Empress Xia's imposing aura finally erupted.

Han Bing stood to one side, her eyes fixed only on me. I was unfazed, one foot propped up on the stool, chopsticks shoveling food into my mouth, saying, "Do you think this is still the palace?"

Empress Xia's face turned icy cold, her breath coming in gasps, her chest heaving. It took her a while to suppress her anger, saying, "Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king. I am the empress of this nation. Wherever my Great Zhou Dynasty's territory lies, I am the empress."

"Hmph, don't forget. Anping has already been captured by Prince Ning, and this is now within Prince Ning's sphere of influence."

"Prince Ning is a traitor. One day, I will tear him to pieces, exterminate his entire family, and wipe out his nine generations."

I chuckled, thankfully without food in my mouth, otherwise, the whole table of food would be a disaster. "Wipe out your nine generations? You'll even kill yourself?"

Empress Xia blushed, her anger making her dizzy, and she uttered a series of incoherent words. But how could she so easily abandon decades of royal etiquette training? She took a few deep breaths, and with Princess Meiying's comforting words, she slowly calmed down.

"Very well, I will not pursue your offense. But I want to know, are you helping the court or the Ning rebels?"

"So, after all this fuss, this is the question you all want to know." I smiled slightly. Actually, I knew there would be a joint trial by the three judicial authorities upon my return. But I didn't expect Empress Xia to be so ungrateful, putting on such an air even when she was the prey.

"Yes, I want to know your answer?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll help Prince Ning?" I said.

Mei Ying couldn't stand it anymore and interjected, "You, surnamed Xu, don't be ungrateful. I've already recognized you as my consort. As long as you safely escort us back to the capital, you'll enjoy a lifetime of wealth and honor. We'll also let your family go home as if they've made amends. How about it, are you satisfied with such good conditions?"

To be honest, I didn't want to get involved in this war in the first place. My purpose in coming to the capital was simply to rescue Zhao Yueru and the other women. If Mei Ying had persuaded me kindly, I would have agreed immediately. But now, these two, relying on their status as Empress and Princess, were pressuring me, and my dignity as a man prevented me from bowing my head.

Since entering the city, Empress Xia seemed to have suddenly become a different person. Not only was she cold and aloof towards me, but she also acted like an empress, which I had long disliked.

"Fine, I agree. But I have another condition!"

Empress Xia didn't answer, but a smug look appeared on her face. "What condition? Tell me first."

"I want you to spend the night with me," I said shamelessly, pointing at Empress Xia.

Empress Xia trembled with anger, and Mei Ying shouted angrily, "Insolence! You surnamed Xu, don't be ungrateful!" Her words were filled with anger and bitterness, and Mei Ying rose from her seat, her eyebrows raised.

I smiled slightly, ignoring her words, and continued eating and drinking. An awkward silence fell over the room, the atmosphere heavy. For a long time, Empress Xia's chest heaved, and Mei Ying comforted her, while Pei Ling gently patted her back to calm her.

Empress Xia finally calmed down and said in an unquestionable tone, "Change the condition."

I ignored her and continued eating. Having gone seven or eight days without meat, and not one for outdoor sex, today, with my heart full and warm, I'm seized by lust. How could I miss such a perfect moment?

Meiying couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just that you want women? When we get to the capital, you'll still be my consort, and

you can have as many women as you want." Her jealousy intensified, and tears welled in her eyes, bright and threatening to spill. I hate seeing women cry; a woman's crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide are unbearable. So, I could only feign innocence, "Alright, alright, stop crying. I was just joking, why did you take it so seriously?"

Meiying was furious, waving her fists and pounding, "You scoundrel! Who was joking with you? We were discussing serious matters with the Empress, how can you joke like that?" Overjoyed, Meiying had long forgotten her princess-like demeanor.

She leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Pah, don't think I don't know. Which of you men isn't lustful at first sight? With me here, you won't touch the Empress."

Damn, she's getting away with this. Give her a little slap, and she'll take advantage; give her a little respect, and she'll act like she's my wife. I was angry, but what could I do? We'd already consummated our marriage. Being a womanizer, I naturally wanted to keep every woman I had my eye on.

My nod made Empress Xia's expression improve, and the three women joined me for a late-night snack. Han Bing remained by my side; she seemed to need no food, just water. After all, she had no heartbeat, no pulse—half human, half ghost.

After the meal, Pei Ling accompanied Empress Xia to rest, while Mei Ying helped me, who was staggering, into the inner room. I pounced on the bed, pinning her beneath me. Her voluptuous body felt incredibly good to me. I reached into her bra, grabbed her full breasts, and kneaded them vigorously.

"Mmm, gently..." Mei Ying groaned, "No, it stinks! Rinse

your mouth now, or you won't get into my bed." I didn't care about that, and kissed her passionately. Mei Ying struggled fiercely but couldn't break free. Finally, she threatened, "If you dare not take a bath today, don't expect me to give you a good look in the future."

Touching her soft, full body that was gradually cooling down, I had no choice but to get up, slap Mei Ying's plump buttocks, and said, "Alright, alright, I obey your husband. It's so late, where can I find hot water?"

Mei Ying chuckled and said, "I've already prepared it for you in the bathhouse, go and take a bath."

"Bathhouse? Where is it?"

"Go out and turn right, it's the eighth room. Again? It stinks... ptooey... hurry back. I'll be waiting for you."

Looking at Mei Ying lying on her side on the bed, her infinitely beautiful curves aroused my desire to no end, but smelling myself, I hadn't washed for seven or eight days, which was indeed inappropriate.

"Whoosh," I sped into the bathhouse...

ten minutes later.

I entered the inner room, gazing at the infinitely beautiful curves encased in the quilt. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a lamb, I pressed myself against her, saying, "My wife, the night is too short for me to wait."

Meiying buried her head under the covers, offering no reply. Heh, still pretending? That seductive act just now, trying to fool me. My large hand darted under the covers, aiming straight for her breasts, launching a fierce attack.

Wait, something's not right, her breasts are smaller now? And her waist seems much thinner. Her buttocks, though more elastic, aren't as big as before.

I yanked back the quilt, revealing a woman covering her face with her hands, wearing only a bodice and underwear. While her figure was slender, it wasn't Princess Meiying.

"Who are you?" I shouted.

The woman remained hesitant to remove her hands from her face, not answering. I couldn't wait any longer, so I pulled her hands

away. Looking at her beautiful face, I saw a hint of confusion in her expression. She asked blankly, "Pei Ling... how come it's you? How did you end up in my bed?" Pei Ling blushed, closed her eyes, and dared not look at me. Taking advantage of my inattention, she covered her face again with her hands, timidly saying, "Um... it's... it's the princess... who sent me."

"What does Mei Ying want with you?" I quickly realized what Mei Ying was up to.

She remained silent for a while, finally calming down. Surprisingly, she abandoned her previous timid demeanor, giving me a disapproving look, her cheeks still flushed, a shy expression on her face. She scolded, "You really are something! What's wrong with you? Look at yourself... you're so ugly..."

I didn't need to look to know how indecent I looked. I had just taken a shower, and there were no spare clothes in the bathroom; I was only wearing underwear. My bare upper body was exposed to the air. I was now practically naked in front of Peiling.

And because the desire ignited by her alluring figure earlier hadn't subsided, a large tent had naturally formed beneath me. Compared to the shortness and conciseness of my underwear, this tent was... enormous.

"What do you think I should look like now? Do I have to be properly dressed to sleep?" I smiled slightly, wanting to tease this little girl. "Besides, you sneaked into my bed without my permission, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet."

Peiling blushed and spat, "I'm the princess's maid. Who says sneaking around is wrong when the princess orders it?"

I laughed, "Fine, I'm magnanimous, I won't stoop to the level of a little maid like you."

Peiling rolled her eyes at me and muttered softly, "You're only two years older than me, aren't you?"

I chuckled, "Being two years older is still a big age difference, but for a pretty little girl like you who's so naive, coming to my bed on such a lonely and boring night, in the dead of night, aren't you afraid I'll eat you up?"

Pei Ling's pretty face flushed red, as red as the magnificent sunset. She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, biting her lip, and said, "What's there to be afraid of? The princess will stand up for me. Besides, since I'm here, I'm already prepared to sacrifice myself..." Her voice trailed off, the last "prepared" almost inaudible.

"Sacrifice? You should say dedication. I didn't ask you for anything." I smiled as I sized up her petite figure. At sixteen, she was like a tender blade of grass, a delicate, youthful fragrance emanating from her. Her loose bodice couldn't conceal her breasts, revealing glimpses of her fair skin. She held two thin whips in her hands, her slender, white fingers constantly playing with her black hair.

I swallowed hard. "These young girls these days develop so fast!" I murmured, staring unabashedly at her ample bosom and shapely buttocks. "I wonder if it's because of the excellent nutrition, or if the palace is truly a treasure trove for beauties..."

"Who's a little girl? I... I'm sixteen!" Peiling tossed her braids and said angrily, "Young master, can you stop treating me like a little girl? I'm much more mature than you think..."

My eyes widened. Was this still the same timid Peiling who wouldn't even look at me? With a slight smile, perhaps a woman instantly matures in front of the man she loves.

Chapter 129 The Maid's Temptation (Part 2)

"Little girls always want to prove to others that they are adults. But when they become old women, they always want to pretend to be innocent like little girls. Alas, women, women, really..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Ling's soft wrists, like two snakes, pulled me onto the bed, and the two of us rolled into the covers together.

I was caught off guard, never expecting that the usually timid Pei Ling would be so bold and unrestrained. Instinctively, I reached out and pushed her away, my hand landing on her soft, full breasts, which were not fully developed but pert and elastic. When faced with a beautiful woman throwing herself into your arms, a man usually either doesn't push her away at all, or if he does, he'll inevitably "accidentally" touch that place he shouldn't touch.

Hey, you there, stop pouting like that, isn't that how it's written in novels?

Peiling had already received orders; tonight, Princess Meiying had given a death sentence: she must use every trick in the book to bind me firmly to them, even if it was a honey trap, she would do it willingly. She grew up in the deep palace and hadn't had much contact with real men. She'd only spent seven or eight days with me, and her heart was already tied to me. Besides, with the princess as her backer, how could a maid not accompany her mistress in her dowry? But unlike others, she was willingly accompanying her.

She let out a soft moan, and I unleashed the floodgates of desire within her. Her pretty face burned like fire, red and hot, her breasts pressed tightly against my broad chest, rubbing against me. Her warm breath sprayed onto my firm chest muscles, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of a virgin.

My heart raced, and desire surged from my lower abdomen. I pressed my lips to her smooth, white face, showering her cheeks with passionate kisses, both wanton and tender.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Peiling's lips trembled slightly unconsciously, her beautiful eyes radiating a hazy yet wild light. Her arms wrapped around the back of my head, tightly gripping my neck, as if afraid I would suddenly leave, causing this pounding feeling and the boiling fire of desire to vanish.

Of course, I knew what kind of invitation her moving red lips represented. If a virgin was so passionate, how could I, a seasoned lover, let her manipulate me? I lowered my head, lightly touching her lips with my own. When she reacted strongly and passionately, chasing after my lips, I deliberately turned my head away, moving my mouth to her delicate earlobe, gently biting it with my teeth.

"Ah—" Peiling shuddered, as if struck by lightning, "You...you...big...big bad guy..." She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even finish her sentence. The sensation on her earlobe was so intoxicating, further igniting the desire within her young body. Her waist swayed, her body met his, and a faint moan escaped her lips…

Just as Pei Ling trembled anxiously, the man finally cupped her pretty face. Watching me, with a wicked grin, slowly approach her lips, a wave of shyness washed over her. Her eyes involuntarily closed, trying to escape my advance, but it was too late…

“Mmm…” Before she could react, I abruptly kissed her lips, my tongue thrusting forward easily, triumphantly entering her warm, fragrant mouth. Like a nimble snake, it coiled around her delicate tongue, savoring her sweet saliva.

Pei Ling’s body went limp, deeply intoxicated by the passionate kiss. Her mind was blank, filled only with his lips and tongue, so domineering, so powerful, kissing her until she gasped for breath, her body burning hot, almost fainting in this blissful bliss.

When the long kiss finally ended, she opened her beautiful eyes, still wanting more. She suddenly realized she was completely naked; her bra and panties were long gone.

"Ah—" Peiling cried out instinctively. Although she knew this moment would come, she still blushed crimson, her arms instantly crossing over her chest to shield herself from the man's eager gaze.

I leisurely enjoyed her flustered embarrassment, smiling smugly. Gently grasping her slender wrist, I pulled her down with a gentle yet firm motion, and her pair of small, dove-like, pink breasts immediately bounced out, trembling before my eyes.

Peiling's breasts were clearly just beginning to develop; they weren't very large, but undoubtedly very firm, the tender, bamboo-shaped peaks as clear as jade, white and almost translucent. Between the two small pink areolas at the top, the slightly upturned nipples, small and adorable, stood proudly erect under my intense gaze, as if awaiting the unbridled taste of my lips and tongue.

I greedily licked my dry lips, gently covering my breasts with my palms. The elastic peaks, under the pushing and squeezing of my large hands, changed into various shapes. But my palms remained slightly suspended in the air, deliberately avoiding touching those two tempting grape-like nipples.

Pei Ling's delicate body writhed like a water snake, her pretty face flushed, as if she had applied the most brilliant rouge, her brows and eyes brimming with a strong sense of spring. However, no matter how hard she tried to thrust forward, she could not achieve complete satisfaction. Her hardened nipples were unbearably itchy, and the unbearable emptiness led her to abandon all restraint in front of her beloved.

"Hmm...hmm...Young Master, why...why...why aren't you coming yet..." Pei Ling bit my shoulder lightly, her beautiful face suddenly showing that timid expression again. She pleaded in a low voice, "I...I'm begging you...please...hurry...hurry...up..."

The more anxious she was, the cuter I found her. I chuckled inwardly, wanting to tease her: "Hurry up what? How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me clearly?"

Pei Ling was so angry that she almost wanted to kick this despicable man off the bed. She said with shame and anger, "You...you clearly...know...and still...still...teasing me...people..."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do? As long as you tell me, I will do it for you right away." I stared intently at her, my eyes radiating only the powerful confidence of a man conquering a woman.

Peiling was no match for a seasoned lover like me. She could no longer resist the tantalizing, bone-chilling sensation. She bit her lip, her face flushed crimson, and cried out with all her might, "I want...I want you to hold me tight, to kiss my breasts! You...you bastard, did you hear me...?"

I almost burst out laughing at the thought that the usually timid Peiling would resort to such vulgar insults. I was smug. Taking a deep breath, I said seriously, "Yes, miss. As you command!" Before I finished speaking, my mouth was already on her firm breasts, swallowing her pink nipples whole.

Peiling felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, as if she were floating. She hooked her arms around my neck, desperately pressing my head against her chest, savoring the pleasure of my warm, moist tongue licking her sensitive breasts. Strangely, after the brief pleasure, the emptiness within her didn't find relief; instead, it burned even more intensely.

So, without thinking, she raised her legs, her long, slender legs wrapping around my waist, her snow-white, rounded buttocks boldly exploring, welcoming, and trembling upwards.

Suddenly, her inner thighs trembled slightly as she bumped into something hot and thick—that thing was already erect, pointing skyward, ready to burst in.

"Oh...so...scary..." She looked curiously at her magical weapon, discovering its imposing and ferocious nature far exceeding her imagination. This shock was truly extraordinary, and the girlish, innocent mix of fear and anticipation instantly appeared on her pretty face.

"Scared? What's so scary? You'll see how powerful it is in a moment." I whistled lightly, my mouth leaving her already saliva-soaked breasts, sliding down her slender waist, past her flat, soft belly, and resolutely probing between her legs...

Peiling let out a soft "Ah—", her body trembling, a warm sensation...

"The little girl has really grown up, she's already climaxed so quickly." I laughed mockingly, holding my thing up to Peiling's face, threatening to splatter it on her cheek. Peiling was both ashamed and scared, even her ears were bright red, and seeing the glistening light reflecting off it, her heart inexplicably fluttered again...

"Alright, the road is clear now, let's get down to business." I excitedly grabbed her legs, pulled them up forcefully, instantly exposing her to the light of day.

"No...don't do this..." Pei Ling murmured, panting and moaning. Her pair of fair and tender legs were forced up high, then gradually bent backward, her knees almost touching her breasts. Her mind went blank, completely bewildered. Before she could figure out what was happening, she suddenly felt a pain in her groin. With a "plop," a thick, long, hot thing had already ripped open her body, as if being torn apart as someone thrust into her...

"Oh—ah—" Pei Ling's face turned pale with pain. She pounded her two pink fists on my chest, but such force obviously could not change the fait accompli. With a soft "squeak," I thrust my hips forward, penetrating her to the very root. Then, the thrusting gradually increased in speed and intensity, finally becoming a storm of pumping...

Pei Ling gritted her teeth, feeling as if each thrust was penetrating to the very end, as if it were piercing through her petite body. In that pain, she also felt a long-awaited sense of fulfillment. It was this feeling that gradually made her keep up with the rhythm, unconsciously swaying her hips and shrinking her waist...

Pleasure, like the tide, surged wave after wave over her body, her mind, and her emotions. She abandoned all pride and shyness; she was no longer the timid maid Peiling who always kept her head down. Her suppressed yet soul-stirring chants rose and fell, her soul already soaring to the highest heavens, and still rising higher...

The sky gradually brightened, but the sounds in the room never ceased. The man's heavy breathing and the woman's passionate moans intertwined so harmoniously and naturally, forming the most beautiful melody in the world.

When everything calmed down, the roosters crowing at the fourth watch of the night rose and fell. Two pale bodies, as if drenched in water, lay limply together.

The blush on Peiling's pretty face hadn't faded, her warm body still intimately entwined with mine. Her eyes were filled with a blank look. After a long while, she suddenly sighed softly, as if burdened by a heavy heart.

I lowered my head and kissed her cheek, softly asking, "Why are you sighing?" Pei Ling stared blankly at my rather dark, handsome face, and whispered, "I... I'm just afraid..."

I smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you already prepare to sacrifice yourself? If you're not afraid of sacrifice, then what are you afraid of?"

Pei Ling chuckled, then frowned and sighed softly, "I'm afraid you'll leave me."

I gently stroked her long black braid and said, "No, I will never leave you." Pei Ling

didn't speak, her eyes filled with affection as she stared intently at me.

Afraid she wouldn't believe me, I said, "You're so beautiful, and you have such a great figure. You're only sixteen and you already have such a wonderful figure. I'm even waiting for you to grow up a bit more so I can enjoy you properly."

Pei Ling playfully scolded, "You're so naughty, you're such a bad person."

I caught her fist as she threw a punch, and opened my mouth to kiss her again, but Pei Ling turned her head away. "What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

Peiling seemed to be deep in thought, her eyes darting around, finally settling on my face. She said firmly, "You...you're not going to the capital..."

"Who said that? If I don't go to the capital, how can I save my family?"

Peiling's eyes lit up, her joy overflowing. Clearly, everything tonight was Princess Meiying's arrangement. Afterwards, Peiling, as instructed, naturally tried to probe my intentions.

Actually, I had already heard the heavy breathing next door. If I wasn't mistaken, the person next door must be Meiying. Who else would be eavesdropping next door all night?

It seems I was right. Meiying loves using her beauty to seduce people. Last time in the tunnel, it was her own doing; this time, to get my help, she's willing to sacrifice the innocent Peiling. A surge of anger rose within me. Was I really that despicable?

Peiling already knew her man was exceptionally intelligent, but she still had to ask, "Then... will you become a prince consort? Will you stay in the capital with us?"

My expression darkened. I was someone who had no plans, or rather, no ambitions; I had never thought about the future. Good heavens, I was only thirteen years old, my mental age was at most that of a child. Why did people always ask me about the future?

I was helpless. Who told me that I was only thirteen, yet possessed a physique stronger than an adult? The future? I needed to think about it carefully, but what was the use of just daydreaming?

"Don't worry, even if I don't stay in the capital, I will always be with you."

Peiling took these words as a vow, believing that she could share me with the princess and happily enjoy wealth and luxury in the capital. Excited, she offered me a passionate kiss. Even more terrifying, ignoring her swollen and painful lower body, she gracefully bent over and began to masturbate first…

I spoke these words loudly enough that Princess Meiying next door heard them clearly. In her ears, wasn't this the best guarantee? Meiying rushed into the room, pounced on my back, and said in a seductive voice, “I want…”

Although Peiling had already climaxed completely, I still hadn't finished. I had been too gentle with Peiling's delicate body and hadn't been able to satisfy myself. But Meiying was different. Although she had only had one sexual experience, she was already a mature woman. At her age, she was like a wolf, needing not gentleness, but strong and brutal force.

I abandoned Peiling, turned around, and quickly tore Meiying's clothes, arranging her in a doggy-style position. Meiying was on all fours, her plump buttocks raised high, arching and thrusting eagerly for the fiery source, moaning, "Faster...faster...I want it..."

My lust surged, and I pulled her buttocks outwards with all my might, aiming at the muddy, narrow path, and thrust in. Dare to use your beauty on me? I'll kill you...

Meiying held her head high, her body in an S-shape, letting out a soft cry, "Ah—"

...

...

The sun was high in the sky.

I satisfactorily embraced both of them, groping them all over. Although I was pleased with myself, a white shadow flashed through my mind. Where was Hanbing last night? Wasn't she inseparable from me?

"Meiying, where did Hanbing go last night?"

Meiying's smile froze, and she pinched my thigh angrily, saying jealously, "You men are all the same. You're always looking for something better."

I shamelessly retorted, "Peiling is the bowl, how come you're the bowl?"

Upon hearing this, Mei Ying's face stiffened, and she said coldly, "Then what am I?"

"You're the pot, of course!"

Pei Ling chuckled. Mei Ying knew she'd been tricked, and although her tone remained icy, her expression softened considerably. "Pah, you jinx. Am I that dark?"

"Dark? Aren't you dark too?"

Mei Ying was taken aback again, and when she saw my gaze fixed on her lower body, she blushed and squeezed her legs together, punching me lightly and angrily saying, "Shameless!"

The three of them teased each other for a while before getting down to business. Upon questioning, I learned that Han Bing had followed me into the room last night and even accompanied me to the bathhouse. I then remembered that Han Bing, usually cold and pale, had blushed slightly when she saw me naked.

Of course, I was a little drunk then, and I still couldn't be sure if I was seeing things. Can someone without a pulse blush? Without a pulse, how does blood flow?

Speak of the devil, and he appears.

Han Bing was still dressed in snow-white, her face expressionless, but her words were shocking.

"Master, something's happened. Empress Xia is missing."

"What?" I jumped up in surprise, the entire quilt falling off the bed. Ah—, after two screams, three naked bodies were exposed to the air.

A flash of red. Yes, that's right, this time I was awake. A blush actually flashed across Han Bing's deathly pale face, her eyes inexplicably panicked for a moment, darting around, avoiding my naked body, but her face didn't turn away.

Ignoring Han Bing's earth-shattering change, I quickly put on my clothes, asking her as I dressed, "What exactly happened?"

Chapter 130 The Missing Empress's Thoughts

If it were anyone else, they would definitely stammer, but fortunately it was Han Bing who spoke. In her usual cold and calm voice, she said, "Reporting to Master, last night I absorbed moonlight outside the courtyard. This morning, after finishing my cultivation, I intended to come and find you, but you were asleep, so I didn't disturb you. I went to Empress Xia's room and knocked on the door for a long time before discovering that Empress Xia wasn't there at all. I searched the entire mansion and asked the servants. None of them knew where the Empress was."

I am the uncle of the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and my niece-in-law has gone missing. How could I not be anxious? Especially since she is a stunning beauty.

Before Mei Ying and Han Bing could even dress properly, I dragged them straight to Empress Xia's room.

Upon entering, I smelled a strange, almost imperceptible odor. I sniffed; the smell seemed so familiar, quite fragrant. I felt like I'd smelled it somewhere before. Everything in the room was neatly arranged. A chair stood by the window, which was wide open. A large footprint was clearly visible on the chair.

I examined the footprints closely; they were nearly a foot long, and definitely men's feet. It seemed the Empress was in grave danger, kidnapped. Looking back at the large bed, the quilt was gone. A bright red handkerchief lay starkly on the disheveled, snow-white sheets.

Approaching the bedside, the fragrance intensified. Picking up the red handkerchief, a wave of sweet scent wafted to my nose, almost intoxicating.

Wait!

Perhaps this red handkerchief belonged to a woman.

Impossible, the footprints on the chair were so large. What woman would have such large feet? A clear line of footprints marked the floor; it seemed the kidnapper was alone.

"How is it? Any clues?" Princess Meiying and Peiling rushed into the room, their clothes slightly disheveled but neatly dressed.

My eyes widened in anger. This was a coin soaked in aphrodisiac incense.

Who in the martial world would use such a bewitching incense? It seems only a lecherous thief would use such a romantic and seductive method of intoxication.

"This is bad. She's been captured by the lecherous thief." I sighed. Captured by the lecherous thief, her chastity is likely lost. At this moment, I suddenly regretted that I should have taken her body back in the mountains. You might say I'm selfish, but what man isn't selfish when faced with beauty? Rather than let her chastity be ruined by the lecherous thief, why not let me have it?

I gritted my teeth, cursing the lecherous thief to have his intestines ruptured, be childless, and die a horrible death.

"Ah, what should we do? Xiao Zheng, think of something quickly!" Mei Ying urged anxiously, her pretty face turning pale. You must know that the lecherous thief's infamy to the princess living deep within the palace is no less than that of the underworld's soul-reaping messengers. Ox-Head and Horse-Face take away people's souls, but the lecherous thief ruins a woman's chastity, which she must cherish.

Let alone ordinary people, if the Empress of a nation were to have her reputation ruined by a lecherous scoundrel, and if word got out, how could Empress Xia possibly live on? Moreover, this matter concerns the dignity of the royal family. As a member of the royal family,

how could Princess Meiying not be anxious? I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but what good was my anxiety? The incident happened last night, several hours had long passed. You know, even a few minutes can change a person's fate, let alone several hours.

"Ah, I have a way?" Meiying cried out.

I grabbed her shoulder and said, "Quickly, what's your plan?"

"I've had a special ability since I was little, but this matter is rather unseemly."

"Oh dear, my dear, what time is it now? Saving lives is the priority, who cares about face? There are no outsiders here, so hurry up and tell me!" It's true what they say, the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is.

Meiying lowered her head to hide the embarrassment on her face and whispered, "Since I was little, my nose has been exceptionally sensitive..."

I was stunned. This was a good thing! Could it be called an indecent superpower? Was she afraid people would say she had a dog's nose? Of course, I couldn't say it aloud, so I asked, "Then do you remember the Empress's scent?"

Meiying nodded gently, like a child who had done something wrong.

I was overjoyed and immediately gave the order: "Hanbing, I command you as the master. You and Peiling wait in the house. If General Wang Fei comes, Peiling, tell him I went to rescue someone from the lecherous thief, and tell him to take good care of you."

Before they could reply, I picked up Meiying and followed the extremely faint scent left by Empress Xia and the lecherous thief along the way...

Rewind to the night of the incident.

The cold north wind howled. In the middle of the night, the night was as black as ink. Empress Xia was wide awake, sitting in a chair by the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"Alas, why are we women so unfortunate?" the noblewoman sighed softly. The beautiful woman sat alone by the window, involuntarily recalling her pitiful past.

At the age of eight, her parents hired a renowned scholar to teach her classical Chinese studies. This continued until she was sixteen, mastering the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought, Confucianism, calligraphy, painting, music, chess, poetry, and prose. Her family also hired numerous tutors for her: needlework, etiquette, and even dress.

All her learning was predetermined from the age of eight. All this preparation was for one purpose—to become a qualified and outstanding empress, a model for the nation.

Her mother had told her at eight that when she grew up, she would become the most envied woman in the world—the empress. As empress, she would possess one man. And this man would possess the entire world. Men conquer women by conquering the world, while women conquer men to possess the entire world.

Yes, that's what my mother told me back then. My grandfather was a high-ranking official for three generations, serving as prime minister for three generations. Our family had been wealthy for generations, but it was on the verge of collapse because no one could inherit our family business. My father died early, and I, his six-year-old daughter, had to be there for him in his final days. The

family had always had only one son per generation, and by my generation, the family line had ended.

Grandpa was old, but he was unwilling to relinquish the wealth and status of three generations upon his retirement. A thought instantly seized his mind: Are there families in the world that enjoy eternal wealth and glory?

Yes.

The royal family.

Becoming royalty would guarantee the family's continued prosperity. Thus, under Grandpa's meticulous planning, Xia Wan began her training to become Empress eight years ahead of schedule.

The training was arduous, but Xia Wan was unafraid. A dream sustained her, giving her endless motivation: to become Empress, to become the happiest woman in the world.

The morning after the red veil was placed on her head, Xia Wan sat blankly on the dragon and phoenix bed in the Eastern Palace. Having sat there all night, her dream shattered, her tears dried. From then on, every night, Xia Wan lived a life of widowhood, hoping for the Emperor's change of heart. "

A woman should follow her husband wherever he goes." Xia Wan only hoped the Emperor would glance at her; then she would be content, even if it meant a lifetime of widowhood for him.

Xia Wan loved him deeply. From childhood, she had dreamt of this prince charming, even though she didn't know him. But the moment she saw him, all her worries vanished. He was handsome, much like Xu Zhengqi, who had carried her on his back these past few days. No, he was far more handsome than Xu Zhengqi, and of course, much fairer-skinned.

For over a decade? How many lonely, sleepless nights had Xia Wan spent alone on the deathly still bed in the Eastern Palace? Even with a sable quilt, she felt no warmth. Her heart was dead, colder still.

Her heart, frozen for over a decade, was shattered seven days ago by a nine-foot-tall, dark-skinned man.

In her deepest despair and helplessness, someone descended like a god. "My ideal man is a peerless hero. One day, he will ride on a seven-colored cloud to marry me."

Her girlish fantasies of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress filled that night. And now, it was as cold as tonight. A profound sense of happiness filled every inch of her skin. As he carried her, leaping and bounding through the mountains, hot tears streamed down Xia Wan's face. Ten years had passed; ten years without tears. She had almost forgotten what it felt like to cry, and once again, she truly understood what it meant to be moved.

In the days that followed, though Xia Wan outwardly remained calm, her heart was as joyful, content, and carefree as a nightingale in the mountains. How wonderful it would be to stay by this man's side forever!

But she couldn't. He was the Princess's man. She was the Emperor's woman. Even though the Emperor had never laid a finger on her, never even glanced at her, in name, in the eyes of the world—she was the Empress. It

was impossible; there was no possibility between them. But Xia Wan longed to be with Xu Zhengqi, even just for one more day. Just seeing this man would be enough for her. His

strong muscles and tall stature gave her an unparalleled sense of security. When she dismounted from his back, Xia Wan was so reluctant to leave. Reluctant—reluctant to part.

His immense courage and gentle methods convinced her that this was the true man. Fearless in the face of adversity, yet utterly tender towards his woman. Happiness—indescribable.

Xia Wan was mesmerized; the bright moon in the sky seemed to transform into the slightly dark, handsome face of her beloved. Mmm, so fragrant, so sleepy. Right, sleep. She always dreamt of meeting him. Just

as Xia Wan fell into bed, a dark figure moved with incredible agility. He darted into the room, grabbed the blanket, and swept up the beautiful curves of the bed, leaping away. Only a red scarf remained, slowly landing on the snow-white, chaste sheets…

The lecherous thief—Red Scarf.

Ever since the attention of the martial world was drawn to a man called—Nine-Foot Lecherous Demon—lecherous thieves have sprung up everywhere. It seemed an era of lecherous thieves was dawning, and among the most prominent, besides the Nine-Foot Lecherous Demon, there existed another who called himself "The Lecherous Thief Red Scarf."

Chapter 131 The Grand Academy of Erotic Fragrance

"Are you sure this is it?" I asked, pointing to the words "Grand Academy of Erotic Fragrance" on the gate.

"Yes, I guarantee it in the name of the princess," Princess Meiying nodded firmly.

Standing before the only academy in Anping City, I was quite skeptical. How could the lecherous thief Hong Xiangjin be hiding in such a sacred place? Meiying rolled her eyes at me and said, "Child's play. Would anyone doubt an academy? And who would know that the sacred place of Confucian and Mencian learning would be the hiding place of a lecherous thief?"

The most unlikely place is the most likely.

"That's right!" I finally agreed with Princess Meiying's point of view and stepped into the academy. The academy was unusually quiet, with the sound of students reading aloud filling the air. There was no sign of war whatsoever. It seemed that both sides in the war respected this place for scholars.

There was only an old gatekeeper by the gate. Under the influence of ten taels of silver, the old gatekeeper allowed me, the future top scholar, to freely tour the beautiful campus.

Meiying chuckled and said, "Top scholar? I think you're the top scholar at stealing fragrance."

Joking aside, Meiying was quite dedicated, and soon led me to a secluded courtyard in the back of the academy. It was extremely quiet here; the distant sounds of reading were no longer audible. High walls surrounded it, and several layers of trees formed a small grove. Even if I shouted in the courtyard, no one would bother me. The

lecherous thief, Hongxiangjin, had indeed chosen a good spot. Comfortable and peaceful, and absolutely undisturbed. Such a wonderful place even tempted me. My confidence grew stronger; Hongxiangjin must be in this house.

I found Meiying an inconspicuous hiding place in the grove, and after much persuasion, I finally escaped her clutches and sneaked into the courtyard alone. It wasn't that I didn't want Meiying to come, but the situation was unclear, and to be on the safe side, it was better for me to come alone. With my keen hearing

, even the sound of falling leaves three miles away couldn't escape my ears. Inside the room, there were dozens of breathing sounds, one of which was particularly long and slow, clearly indicating extremely profound internal strength. The breathing of the others was more rapid than that of ordinary people, presumably those of respectable women abducted by lecherous thieves.

"Hmm...hmm...ah...ah...ah...oh..."

The high-pitched moans of the women could not escape my keen ears. Fortunately, the sound did not seem to come from Empress Xia. I moved swiftly, flying horizontally to the window, and with a finger, I made a hole in the window paper, revealing the scene inside clearly.

I was shocked. What a lewd academy!

In the center of the room was a large stove, the warmth of which made the room feel like spring. Dozens of beautiful women of varying ages, quite attractive, were completely naked. Some were sitting, some standing, some squatting, some lying down, and so on. On

a long, large bed, a strong man was engaged in sexual activity, but since he had his back to me, I could not see his face. But then I saw a rather impressive, slender worm moving in and out of the anus of a noblewoman in her forties.

The woman was moaning and groaning loudly, almost arousing me as well. I breathed a sigh of relief; perhaps Empress Xia could still be saved.

Looking around more closely, I noticed that many women were lying naked on the bed. Although their positions varied, they all had one thing in common—extremely large buttocks, raised high, their anuses clearly badly injured, while their fronts seemed completely untouched.

What was going on? Could this lecherous thief, Red Clothes, specialize in poking anuses?

I didn't have time to think further; finding the Empress was the priority.

Whew—thank goodness. Farthest from me, Empress Xia lay quietly by the bed, her clothes intact, the incense seemingly still lingering. She was sleeping soundly, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if having a sweet dream. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Empress Xia, you're in a wolf's den now.

Empress Xia was safe for now, and my heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, finally settled down. The adulterous couple had just finished their business and were enjoying their post-coital bliss.

The woman said, "Master, my front is so itchy. Please, just do it the proper way this time."

This woman has such a strong sex drive; she's only been with me once, and she already wants more.

The man lay on her naked back like a dead dog, panting, "My darling, the kung fu I practice is most averse to a woman's yin energy. I can't do it the proper way, do you think I don't want to?"

The woman protested, "Then doesn't my dry path have yin energy?"

Hong Xiangjin said, "Of course, that dry path is where your yang energy is strongest. It's very beneficial for my practice."

Wow, what kind of evil kung fu is this? There are many evil kung fu practices in the world, like absorbing yin to replenish yang, or absorbing yang to replenish yin, but I've never heard of absorbing yang to replenish yang.

The woman said in a coquettish voice, "Alright then, sir, give me one more time."

Red Fragrance Handkerchief slapped the woman's large buttocks hard, saying, "Again? Wait until after today. Hehe, after today, my Reverse Yang Divine Skill will be complete. I don't care about your front or back, I guarantee you'll enjoy it."

The woman's eyes gleamed with excited lust, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

"Of course! Actually, you people last night were just a prelude to my training; the main course is still waiting for me!" Red Fragrance Handkerchief turned back and gave Empress Xia a lewd smile. What an ugly face, looking like a dog; no wonder she only likes dog sex.

Seeing Red Fragrance Handkerchief crawling towards Empress Xia, how could I dare wait any longer? I unleashed a palm strike, my Dragon Force True Qi carrying a gust of wind that broke through the window, striking Red Fragrance Handkerchief a foot in front of him.

I had already calculated that this strike was merely to hinder his progress, to keep him away from Empress Xia. I could tell at a glance that this lecherous thief's martial arts were only at the level of a sixty-year-old master, far inferior to mine. A monkey show? I loved it.

Just as I wished, the red-skinned man, trembling with cold sweat from the force of my palm strike, flew backward. The next moment, I was already standing where he had been standing.

"Who are you? Why did you ruin my plans?" The red-skinned man knew he was no match for the nine-foot-tall man. If it weren't for his superhuman premonition honed from countless near-death experiences, he would probably be a corpse by now.

I said coldly, "Whether you raped me or murdered me, I can ignore it. But you shouldn't have done that you had to kidnap my woman. Kill yourself."

"Ridiculous! Who do you think I am? You think I'll kill myself just because you tell me to?" The red-skinned man didn't dare to move, because an aura of death had suppressed him, rendering him immobile; only his mouth remained free.

"Don't want to die?" I sneered. "Fine! Just spill the beans about your 'Reverse Yang Divine Skill,' and I might be magnanimous and spare your life."

Red Fragrance's dog-like face flushed crimson. This was no ordinary man, the infamous second-ranked lecher in the martial world—no, now automatically promoted to the number one lecher—had never been so cowardly.

But the man was stronger. Red Fragrance was known for his cunning and treachery. While his martial arts were top-notch, his scheming was even more profound; otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved such a "resounding" reputation after only a year in the business. He quickly realized the identity of the nine-foot-tall man before him.

Thump! Red Fragrance's expression changed swiftly. He immediately knelt down, begging for mercy: "Brother Xu, no, Elder Brother Xu, Grandpa Xu, spare my life..."

I secretly admired him. He was indeed a top figure in the underworld; he knew my identity in such a short time. But it was precisely his sharp mind that reminded me: Cut the weeds and eliminate the root of the problem. If such a person were to remain in the world, wouldn't I be creating a formidable enemy out of thin air? I'm not afraid of enemies, but mercy towards enemies is cruelty towards oneself. This principle was something my grandmaster, Li Xiaoyao, realized in his later years.

It encapsulates the wisdom of a lifetime of chivalry embodied in the great hero Li Xiaoyao; how could I take it lightly?

"Red Fragrance Handkerchief, I don't want to make things difficult for you today. But you've offended the Grand Duke Jupiter; if I don't leave you with a little reward, what will become of my reputation, Xu Zhengqi's, if word gets out in the martial world?" I said with a cold smile.

Red Fragrance Handkerchief had long heard from people in the martial world that the Nine-Foot Lecherous Demon was the greatest martial artist under heaven, unable to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong. Only after the martial arts tournament was she confirmed to be the son of the great hero, One-Sword Dragon Xu Batian. She thought to herself, what does he need my divine skills and inner cultivation methods for? But with his life in their hands, he said, "Master Xu, it's an honor that my lousy cultivation technique has caught your eye. Please wait a moment. However, as you can see, I'm completely naked. Please let me put on some clothes first."

I was impatient and waved him away, telling him to put on his clothes. Once he handed over the Reverse Yang Divine Skill, his death was imminent. Hong Xiangjin reached for the clothes on the side.

No.

Hong Xiangjin didn't grab the clothes; instead, she flipped them down and pressed them down with her palm. Sizzle—suddenly, crimson gas spewed out from every corner of the room.

"Die soon!" I shouted, not expecting this lecherous thief to be so cunning. I kicked Hong Xiangjin's flying body. Hong Xiangjin had retreated quickly, but my foot stopped before it could strike, and by sheer coincidence, it hit Hong Xiangjin's groin. A flash of blood appeared, and a dark, indistinct thing fell onto the bed.

Hong Xiangjin screamed, and with the momentum of my kick, she leaped towards the back door, crashing into the windows and doors, disappearing in a flash. What impressive agility! She vanished in an instant. This lecherous thief is truly skilled; his agility is superb, and his cunning is even more impressive. I hadn't expected him to have secretly laid traps in this house; he must have anticipated this day.

I cursed myself for being so careless and letting him escape. Seeing the man's thing on the bed, I figured he could forget about being a lecherous thief anymore. Saving lives was the priority.

I didn't have time to chase after Hong Xiangjin. Holding my breath, I grabbed Empress Xia, covered her mouth and nose, and landed through the window in the courtyard. Princess Meiying, who had seen everything clearly from the woods, rushed over and asked, "Xiao Zheng, how is she? Is the Empress alright?"

"She's alright, not poisoned, just under the influence of sleeping potion. She'll wake up in an hour or two."

Meiying breathed a sigh of relief, her high breasts rising and falling with her breath, a beautiful sight. Meiying glared at me and turned to the house, asking, "What happened inside? Is the lecherous thief dead?"

"I don't know. That lecherous thief, Hongxiangjin, is cunning. He had set traps inside. He escaped before we were even not careful. But he can never be a lecherous thief again."

Meiying patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness, as long as the Empress is alright."

The red smoke inside the house came and went quickly, dissipating from the broken doors and windows in half an hour. Suddenly, loud moans erupted from inside, as dozens of women who had been inside groaned incessantly. I led Meiying into the house, where they all had seductive eyes and were naked and flushed. Each of them was rubbing their breasts with one hand and groping their genitals with the other. They uttered seductive, lewd moans and groans.

"Oh no, that red smoke is aphrodisiac." Anyone could tell at a glance what good poison a lewd thief's poison could possibly contain.

Meiying was no kind woman; seeing so many women, each glaring menacingly at her beloved, how could she not understand? She tugged at my sleeve, trying to pull me away, saying, "Hurry up!"

I didn't move, saying, "Saving lives is the priority; we can't just stand by and watch someone die."

Meiying sneered, saying, "Don't think I don't know your wicked thoughts. You already have me and Peiling, isn't that enough? Besides, I don't want anything to do with these lowly women."

Since leaving Xiaoyao Valley, I hadn't fought with any women. When I was with other women, because of my love, I didn't dare to be too rough, afraid of hurting them. Having consumed so many rare and precious herbs, my sexual desire was dozens of times greater than normal. Now that I have such a great opportunity to do good deeds and satisfy my own selfish desires, why not take it?

I chuckled and said, "My wife understands me best."

Mei Ying was angry and said, "Hmph, do you think you're made of iron? There are probably no less than forty women here, and you're the only man. Can you handle it?" As she spoke, she glanced disdainfully at my lower body.

I puffed out my chest, smugly saying, "My lady, you should have faith in your husband. This kind of battle? It's a piece of cake."

Meiying couldn't bear to watch, secretly wondering how she could have followed such a lecherous devil. She stomped her foot, picked up Empress Xia, and went into the next room, leaving behind the words: "We'll wait for you next door."

I was overjoyed and quickly set up a massive dragon-force barrier around us, enveloping both rooms. The women poisoned by the aphrodisiac had already pounced on me. If I hadn't been quick enough to strip naked first, my fine clothes would have been ruined.

Women poisoned by the aphrodisiac are terrifying, especially since there were nearly forty of them. They ranged in age, the oldest at least forty or fifty, the youngest looking no more than ten. Without exception, each of them had a remarkably wide anus, presumably because Hongxiangjin only used the back door.

I didn't need to lift a finger; a tall, plump, and strongest woman in her forties took the lead, squatting above me, her juices already overflowing. Her face was fair, with slight wrinkles, clearly from a wealthy family. Her hands were soft, without a trace of roughness; she must have been a great beauty in her youth.

As soon as I aimed, the woman's buttocks sank, "Oh—," swallowing most of what I was about to take in. Her snowy buttocks bounced up and down, her once firm, papaya-shaped breasts bouncing back and forth. I found it incredibly satisfying, grabbing them and kneading them vigorously.

The other women, though they had been outmaneuvered, were not to be outdone. Some rubbed their full breasts against my entire body, others kissed my toes incessantly… without exception, they all wanted to attract my attention, to taste the pleasure of my penis… The

beautiful woman on top of me had already climaxed countless times; within minutes, streams of vaginal fluid gushed out like a fountain. I sighed inwardly. It seemed to be the work of aphrodisiac poison; anyone afflicted would surely die from exhaustion of their vaginal fluids. That lecherous thief, Red Fragrance Scarf, had such vicious methods. If I hadn't held my breath early, I would probably be like them now.

Eight minutes, yes, only eight minutes. The beautiful woman who had been moving so vigorously on me just moments before now looked like an old woman in her seventies or eighties, her smooth skin now covered in wrinkles. She was dead, drained alive by me. In her final moments, she experienced the ultimate pleasure. In just eight minutes, her body, constantly releasing fluids, stimulated the dragon energy within me to relentlessly drain her until she died.

I felt no guilt; even without this, she would have died from exhaustion anyway. I put her aside. Don't worry, we'll avenge you. Another voluptuous body pounced on me…

An hour later, no fewer than thirty women lay around me, their skin wrinkled and hair white, their bodies withered and dead. Watching them age from youth to old age in an instant was an extremely terrifying thing. Fortunately, no one was around, otherwise I would have been falsely accused of being a wicked lecherous demon, a stain I could never clear even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

The remaining women—no, they should be called girls more accurately. They were short and narrow, barely able to accommodate half of me, and all of them had their genitals torn open by my stabs. But their expressions showed no pain; tears streamed down their faces as they cried and screamed, lost in a blissful paradise, leaving me covered in blood.

Even the best mood would be ruined by this bed of blood. I hadn't expected Red Fragrance to be so celibate; there were at least twenty virgins among them. Over thirty beautiful lives, lost in two hours…

…

The blood dried, not because of the weather, but because the blood spring had run dry, no more hot blood flowing.

I was enraged.

Enraged even more than when I heard about Empress Xia's abduction.

Before these women, I swore to their corpses that I would tear the lecherous Red Fragrance to pieces and avenge them…

I felt the exhilaration of my dragon power; the life essence of over thirty women had been absorbed by me one by one. Although my dragon power hadn't increased much, it was more concentrated, and the power of my attacks should be even stronger.

Meiying wanted to go inside to take a look, but I coldly stopped her. Ignoring her tantrums, I forcibly left this hell on earth that had brought me both supreme pleasure and supreme rage. Behind me, in broad daylight, a massive fire raged.

General Wang Fei told me that a grove and courtyard of the "Great Academy" in the city had inexplicably caught fire, the flames so fierce they nearly burned the entire academy down…

Later, Mei Ying kept pressing me to tell me what had happened. I kept quiet until years later, when I was sleeping with many wives, I accidentally let it slip. This slip of the tongue had no consequences; unexpectedly, because of my unintentional remark, lecherous thieves disappeared from the world for the next three hundred years. I think the ancestors of lecherous thieves must be blaming me, their unworthy descendant…

Chapter 132 Reverse Yang Divine Skill

December of the thirteenth year of Zhengde.

The world officially entered an era of warring states.

The vast and prosperous Great Zhou Dynasty, the number one nation in the world, was now beset by crises, internal and external troubles. Internally, two major upheavals plagued the dynasty. First, Prince Ning, under the pretext of punishing traitors and eliminating villains, had launched a rebellion and already controlled most of the Jianghu territory. Ning himself was preparing to lead a northern expedition with his princess. Second, the White Lotus Sect, a century-old enemy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had resurfaced, raising its banner in Shandong and capturing countless cities within a month, including over thirty major cities in the northern border regions.

External threats were numerous: the Mongol prince's tribe posed a threat on the western border; and along the eastern coast, Japanese pirates repeatedly harassed the people, causing immense suffering for the Great Zhou.

For a time, the Great Zhou Dynasty's rule was on the verge of collapse. The instability, coupled with Emperor Zhengde's neglect of state affairs, fueled widespread panic. Bandits emerged everywhere, establishing their own mountain strongholds, and the court was powerless to contain them. It was a chaotic world of natural disasters and man-made calamities.

Thirty miles outside Anping City, at the foot of Pingqi Peak, a naked, middle-aged man with a dog-like face lay unconscious on the ground, his lower body covered in blood. He lacked the genitals expected of a normal person.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest in blue robes arrived. The priest was handsome and dignified, but a lewd glint lurked between his brows, and his pale face made him resemble a middle-aged Japanese pervert.

The lewd Taoist priest sized up the dog-faced man, a cunning glint flashing in his bloodshot eyes. He reached out and touched the dog-faced man's wrist, unable to hide his delight. He immediately pressed several acupoints on the dog-faced man's body, suppressing his injuries, then hoisted him onto his shoulder and leaped towards Pingqi Peak.

The dog-faced man slowly awoke to find himself in a large cave, lying on dry straw. Inside, a stove emitted warmth.

Hearing footsteps, the lecherous Taoist priest entered the cave. He said, "You're awake." He tossed him a set of dry, new clothes. "Put these on."

The dog-faced man, still unable to get up from the straw after dressing, bowed to the Taoist priest and said, "I don't know your name, sir, but I, Jin Xianghong, thank you for saving my life."

It turned out the dog-faced man was none other than the lecherous thief Hong Xiangjin, who had been severely injured by Xu Zhengqi. He hadn't expected to survive and be saved.

The Taoist priest waved his hand and chuckled maliciously, "Hehe, Brother Jin. Let's not beat around the bush. My name is Chen Daozhi."

"The wicked Chen Daozhi?"

"No, no, that's me."

Jin Xianghong was overjoyed. Rumors circulated that Xu Zhengqi and Chen Daozhi were sworn enemies; wasn't the enemy of my enemy my friend? But being an old hand, he cautiously inquired, "Brother Chen, what is your relationship with the righteous hero Xu Zhengqi?"

Chen Daozhi, shrewd and calculating, pondered for a moment, concluding that Jin Xianghong must be an enemy of that Xu fellow, perhaps even the one who had severed his manhood.

Chen Daozhi, furious, gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of damned righteous hero is this? That little bastard Xu ruined my plans! He used underhanded means to ambush me, severely injuring me and damaging my vital energy. I've been recuperating for over half a year and still haven't fully recovered!" He then recounted how he had set up the Emei Sect, how he had secretly used the aphrodisiac Dragon Incense, and how he had fallen into Xu Zhengqi's trap and been injured. His words couldn't conceal the deep-seated hatred he harbored for Xu Zhengqi.

Jin Xianghong suddenly burst into tears, saying, "Brother Chen, why are we so unfortunate? We share the same fate!"

"Could it be that Brother Jin also has some grudge against that scoundrel?"

Jin Xianghong cried as he spoke, "That's right, we have a common enemy. Here's what happened..."

Chen Daozhi slapped his hand, instantly obliterating a piece of bluestone beneath it, and roared, "What a righteous hero! Brother Jin, we should stand together and avenge this!"

Jin Xianghong nodded, but said, "I observed that Brother Chen's palm strike just now possessed the power of sixty years of internal energy, roughly equivalent to mine. However, that bastard surnamed Xu, despite his young age, has cultivated such power that I don't know how. Rumor has it he has over a thousand years of internal energy, making him the number one master in the world. Even if we combined our strength, we couldn't withstand a single finger from him."

Chen Daozhi was also quite disheartened. He himself practiced the Wudang Zhengzhong Xuanqing True Qi, and if it weren't for Xu Zhengqi, few in the martial world possessed his level of skill. Now, with internal injuries that hadn't healed for half a year, how could he possibly seek revenge?

Seeing Chen Daozhi's dejected expression, Jin Xianghong sighed, "If I hadn't been injured, there would still be hope for revenge, but..."

Hearing "hope," Chen Daozhi's eyes lit up, and he eagerly asked, "But what? Now that we're in the same boat, is there anything we can't say?"

Jin Xianghong thought to himself, his yang essence destroyed, he feared he could never master the Reverse Yang Divine Skill again. Without further progress in his divine skill, how could he avenge his great grudge? Perhaps...? Jin Xianghong hardened his heart and made up his mind. He said to Chen Daozhi, "To be honest, Brother Chen, I was a tomb raider when I was young. I stole a manual for the Reverse Yang Divine Skill from a large tomb. This skill is exactly what righteous people call an evil and heretical path. However, according to the book, after mastering the Reverse Yang Divine Skill to the ninth level, one can dominate the world and be the only one who reigns supreme."

Chen Daozhi was overjoyed, secretly very proud of his first act of saving someone. His eyes gleamed with greed, and he asked urgently, "Is there really such a skill? Where else is the book?"

Jin Xianghong was prepared and was not afraid that Chen Daozhi would try to kill him for his money. He pointed to his forehead and said, "It's all here."

Upon hearing this, Chen Daozhi understood immediately and said, "Brother Jin, rest assured, once I have mastered the Reverse Yang Divine Skill, I will definitely avenge you."

The two then talked... After a moment, Chen Daozhi said, "No wonder Brother Jin asked me to help him take revenge. This Reverse Yang Divine Skill is truly wicked. However, it's truly enviable that Brother Jin has cultivated a skill equivalent to over sixty years in just twenty years."

Jin Xianghong gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for that brat, I'd still be enjoying myself, shoving those noblewomen's asses around."

Chen Daozhi said, "But it's a pity we can't actually go through the Ecstasy Cave. There's always a trade-off; I must remember this taboo in practicing martial arts."

Jin Xianghong chuckled lewdly, "Brother Chen, you don't know, actually going through the back door is even better..."

The two lecherous scoundrels then huddled in the cave, discussing their experiences with women. Chen Daozhi greatly admired Jin Xianghong's past sexual prowess and couldn't wait to start practicing the Reverse Yang Divine Skill.

Jin Xianghong was cunning and only verbally taught Chen Daozhi the first level of the Reverse Yang Divine Skill. Chen Daozhi didn't reveal it, but he understood perfectly. Under Jin Xianghong's guidance, he eagerly began practicing.

After Chen Daozhi entered meditation, Jin Xianghong, due to excessive blood loss, fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Jin Xianghong awoke to excruciating pain throughout his body, feeling weak and aching, especially in his buttocks. Reaching out to touch them, he found his hand covered in blood, and was shocked to find his dantian empty of any qi.

Looking at Chen Daozhi beside him, he angrily shouted, "Chen, what are you doing?" He felt a mixture of sorrow and rage. Sorrow for having spent his life stimulating women's buttocks, only to be stimulated by a man in the end—a true cycle of cause and effect, a fitting retribution; rage for having kindly shared the Reverse Yang Divine Skill with Chen Daozhi, only to have Chen repay kindness with enmity, stealing all his power.

Looking at the now crippled Jin Xianghong, Chen Daozhi blushed, feeling both ashamed and pleased. Shameful that he had suddenly become consumed by lust during practice, committing the disgusting act of sodomy; delighted that his power had suddenly doubled, allowing him to easily master the first level of the Reverse Yang Divine Skill after just one session.

"Brother Jin, let me explain..."

Jin Xianghong's face turned pale and then red as he listened to Chen Daozhi's explanation. Combining his own training experience, he concluded that perhaps Chen Daozhi's own power was extremely high, and his rapid progress in practicing the Reverse Yang Divine Skill had caused him to become consumed by lust, leading to a qi deviation and the sodomy...

"That's not right. When I practiced the first level of the skill, it took me a whole year, penetrating the buttocks of over a hundred women. Only after absorbing enough yang energy did I suddenly reach the first level," Jin Xianghong questioned.

Chen Daozhi was practicing this skill for the first time, so he had no right to speak on it. Jin Xianghong pondered for a moment, then suddenly his face lit up with excitement, and he burst into laughter, "Hahaha... I know... the Reverse Yang Divine Skill... Haha... So that's how it is..."

Chen Daozhi looked at Jin Xianghong's seemingly insane state, frowned, and asked, "Brother Jin, what do you know?"

Jin Xianghong didn't answer, continuing to laugh wildly until his stomach cramped, tears and snot streaming down his face, making his dog-like face even uglier.

After a while, he finally stopped laughing, but his expression was slightly sad as he said...

"Alas, I never imagined that despite possessing such divine skill, I'd foolishly practiced it for twenty years."

"Brother, could it be that there's something wrong with the method of practicing the Reverse Yang Divine Skill?"

"Brother Chen, actually, the principle of this Reverse Yang Divine Skill is nothing more than four words—absorbing yang to replenish yang. Originally, the book only mentioned 'having intercourse with a person, taking the dry path, and absorbing yang energy,' but I mistakenly thought it meant 'having intercourse with a woman, taking the dry path, and absorbing yang energy.' Women don't have much yang energy to begin with, no wonder I've practiced this divine skill for twenty years and still haven't reached the third level," Jin Xianghong said sadly.

Chen Daozhi suddenly realized, "Could it be that the true method of cultivation is 'intercourse with a man, walking the dry path, absorbing yang energy'?"

Jin Xianghong nodded sadly, "That's right. Men are born with yang energy. Brother Chen's qi deviation has ironically brought him good fortune. Not only did he absorb all my power, but he also mastered the first level of the divine skill overnight. Brother Chen is truly blessed; even someone like me who doesn't believe in fate can't help but envy him."

After learning the reason, Chen Daozhi was overjoyed and shouted, "Haha, if that's really the case, then Xu's fate is truly unfortunate. Revenge, I want revenge..."

In the following days, Chen Daozhi would frequently go down the mountain to capture some young and strong men and bring them back to his cave. With Jin Xianghong as his best teacher, Chen Daozhi's progress in the Reverse Yang Divine Skill could be described as rapid. The two of them were not good people to begin with, and those young and strong men whose yang energy Chen Daozhi had absorbed were eventually eaten by the two of them like rice. Countless innocent souls were harmed on Pingqi Peak by them.

After throwing down the three hundredth skeleton from Pingqi Peak, the two cannibalistic demons finally emerged from the mountain. In just one month, Chen Daozhi mastered the second level of the Reverse Yang Divine Skill, possessing over two hundred years of internal energy. Afterwards, news of missing young martial arts heroes would occasionally circulate in the martial world. Occasionally, news would also come of one or two highly respected and powerful male martial arts masters suddenly disappearing without a trace.

Needless to say, all of this was the work of Chen Jin and his two cannibalistic demons. It seems our protagonist is in trouble.

Chapter 133: One-on-One Battle at Wuyun Gorge

. When Empress Xia woke up, she knew nothing and quietly chatted with Meiying. At my suggestion, no one told her anything about her being bound. When I saw Empress Xia awake, it was already noon. She was a little embarrassed; after all, it was shameful for an empress to sleep in—of course, only she thought so.

After lunch, I sat down to meditate, refining the yin essence of those dozens of women. I knew all too well that Long Li would become unusually excited whenever he encountered a virgin's vagina. But this time, the intensity of his virginity was unprecedented. Long Li surged within me, like a child who had just received candy, laughing and jumping with joy.

The three Wang brothers came to visit.

In the hall, Wang Fei embraced me as soon as he saw me, saying, "Brother Xu, our Prince has sent a message via eagle, and he would very much like to have a long talk with you."

Upon learning that his subordinates had encountered the greatest martial arts master in the land, and that Prince Ning, a traitorous rebellious minister, was in dire need of capable men, how could he not be overjoyed? Immediately, everyone packed their belongings and prepared to depart. Wang Fei dispatched five hundred soldiers to escort me and the four women to Prince Ning's camp outside Anzhou City.

Originally, the three Wang brothers wanted to accompany me, but due to the urgency of the military situation and the imminent arrival of the imperial army, they couldn't leave. Only a centurion with five hundred men accompanied me.

The next day at noon, about two hundred li from Anping City, we arrived at the foot of a mountain. A band of mountain bandits descended from the sky, numbering at least a thousand. The centurion remained calm, organizing five hundred elite soldiers to fight back fiercely. I stood guard beside the four women's carriage, watching this unexpected massacre.

There's no comparison between professionals and amateurs.

Although the bandits outnumbered them, most were poorly clothed, and some were armed with clubs and hoes. They were no match for the five hundred fierce warriors. Half an hour later, the battle ended. In this battle, eight hundred bandits were killed and three hundred were captured. The bandit leader was captured alive.

I stared coldly at the shifty-looking middle-aged man in front of me without saying a word.

"Sir, spare my life! I have an eighty-year-old mother and three young children..." He rambled on and on, tears streaming down his face. It was clear this wasn't the first time he'd said this. Hmm, a seasoned pro.

"I ask you, why did I attack my own army?" I still couldn't understand how this rabble of a thousand dared to lay a hand on this well-trained army.

"Sir, spare our lives! I was forced into this! My brothers have no food, and we only arrived at this mountain yesterday. We were so hungry we had no choice but to..." The bandit leader couldn't finish his sentence, nor did he dare to look up, trembling with fear.

I sighed inwardly; it was all the war's fault. "Why are you all wandering around? I heard there's a band of Five Cloud Mountain bandits, over ten thousand strong, eight hundred miles away, who rob and plunder, committing all sorts of evil deeds. Why don't you go and join them?"

The bandit leader's face flushed red, and he stammered, "Um... actually, we... we are that group of Five Cloud Mountain bandits."

"What happened?"

The bandit leader said with a face full of shame, "We originally had over ten thousand men on Five Cloud Mountain, but a few days ago, a large group of men came from somewhere and raided our stronghold in the night. So, I had no choice but to escape with two or three thousand brothers. Along the way, some left and some left, and now we only have this few men left. I never thought... sob... I'm so sorry for the brothers who died... sob..."

"Stop crying, you're a grown man, don't you have any shame?" I shouted at him angrily. Although this man was a rogue, he seemed to be a man of honor, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control over ten thousand bandits.

The bandit leader was taken away, and the centurion bowed to me, saying, "Sir, Wuqu Mountain is our only route. If that's the case, it won't be easy."

I didn't answer, but asked, "Centurion, how many casualties have we suffered?" "

Originally five hundred, a dozen or so died, and more than fifty were wounded."

I was overjoyed, saying, "I didn't expect our troops to be so well-trained. We won such a great victory with such minimal casualties."

The centurion said seriously, "Actually, it can only be said that our opponents were too weak. These bandits were already starving and weak, and they were untrained; they were just a rabble."

I nodded and asked, "Do we have enough rations for a few more days?"

"The rations are sufficient. General Wang specifically instructed us to bring enough rations for a thousand men for one month."

"Very good. Now that bandits are rising up everywhere, they're just trying to make a living. There might be many fierce battles ahead. Go and reorganize that bandit group into a small squad, and select twenty of our best soldiers to each take charge of ten bandits."

The centurion gave the order and went to make arrangements.

I climbed into the carriage. Except for Han Bing, all four women were pale and their faces had turned ashen. They only calmed down after seeing me come in. Mei Ying threw herself into my arms, sobbing softly, "Waaah...waaah...you scared me to death...waaah..."

"Alright, it's alright. If you cry any more, you'll get wrinkles."

Mei Ying punched me lightly, crying, "You bad boy..."

Pei Ling tried to throw herself into my arms several times as well. I said, "Come here." I hugged her tightly and comforted her.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Empress Xia's eyes, and her eyes were also watery, but as Empress, she valued her reputation highly and ultimately restrained herself. She said, "Xu... um, Uncle-in-law. The road ahead is fraught with danger. Perhaps we should abandon the main force and take the mountain path, like we did the past few days."

I shook my head and said, "The mountain path is treacherous and not necessarily safe. Besides, it's freezing cold; it's not as comfortable as a carriage. You're all weak; look at all of you. You've only been out of the palace for a few days, and you've all lost weight."

Empress Xia felt a warmth rise in her heart upon hearing this and nodded without saying anything more. The journey was uneventful, and now we had over eight hundred men, making our force even stronger. The bandits, upon hearing there was food, all worked hard to keep going. The former bandit leader became the centurion of their three hundred men, enjoying food and drink, and laughing all day long.

Given the perilous journey ahead, I had the four women practice martial arts. When I was helping them build their foundation, I discovered that Han Bing's meridians were fully open, as if she were born with her Ren and Du meridians fully open, possessing exceptional aptitude for martial arts. Han Bing was completely obedient to me and had always enjoyed bathing in the moonlight. She said that every night she was bathed in moonlight, her energy was greatly enhanced. Under my tutelage, she could automatically circulate the Great Circulation of the Nine Transformations Divine Skill in less than fifteen minutes.

I myself am a martial arts prodigy; when my master taught me, he praised me as a rare talent, a gem among gems. Yet, it took me a full day to learn the Great Circulation of the Divine Skill. I never imagined that Leng Han, neither human nor ghost, could learn martial arts so quickly; even I am a little envious.

Mei Ying was excited to learn martial arts, but she is fickle by nature, unable to bear loneliness, and restless. Although she has already opened all her meridians with my help and infused her with more than ten years' worth of true qi as her foundation, after several days, her progress can only be described as average.

Pei Ling, that girl, also has good aptitude, is willing to endure hardship, and is not afraid of fatigue. After a few days, she has become addicted to practicing, meditating in the carriage for half a day every day when she has nothing to do. Her future is limitless.

Empress Xia was extremely ambitious. She believed that martial arts not only prolonged life but, at a high level, could even maintain youth and strengthen the body. Like Pei Ling, she would meditate for half a day at a time, making rapid progress.

These three martial arts fanatics' meditation was a problem, but it bored the slut Mei Ying to no end. Lacking patience for martial arts, she became bored day and night, forcing herself on me in the carriage. If I hadn't erected a soundproof and visual barrier around the three meditating women, Mei Ying's lewd moans and screams would have surely driven them to madness.

Even so, Mei Ying's already voluptuous body became even more sensual. Her buttocks grew rounder, undulating with a gentle slap; her breasts became firmer, incredibly elastic, truly surging like waves. Each time, my mouth watered, my eyes gleamed with lust, and I couldn't resist.

***

One day, the centurion came to report.

"Sir, I have urgent military intelligence to report."

I climbed out of the carriage and stood on it, looking at the centurion who was bowing to me from his horse. The army had reached a mountain path, with a long, high canyon stretching across the distance.

"What? Are we almost at Wuyun Mountain?" I asked.

The centurion quickly flattered me, saying, "Sir, not only are you a master of martial arts, but your foresight is also phenomenal."

I smiled slightly; being flattered felt good indeed. No wonder so many people crave high office and power. "Speak,"

the centurion said, his expression turning serious. "Sir, according to the scouts, the only way out ahead, Wuyun Gorge, has been occupied by a band of mountain bandits. They've built a stronghold at the canyon entrance, heavily guarded."

"Approximately how many are they?"

"They must number no less than two thousand. That's not so bad, but..."

The centurion winked at the bandit leader beside him, and our old bandit hurriedly bowed to me. I didn't know his name; when he was the leader, people called him "Big Brother" or "Chief," but now that he'd reformed and been granted amnesty, everyone called him "Old Bandit.

" The old bandit said, "Sir, as far as I know, the bandits who attacked me last time have absorbed four large and small bandit groups, and now they probably number no less than twenty thousand. The wooden stockade at the pass only has two thousand men, but the problem is that once a fight breaks out, they might tip off the bandits, attracting a large influx. Outnumbered, we'll be difficult to deal with."

So that's what it was. Although I'd read many military books, I'd never led troops in battle. Asking me to deploy troops was like asking me to die! But I remembered a saying: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

He immediately took two men and a few personal guards to scout the terrain.

Standing atop the small mountain, he sighed.

The Wuyun Mountains were indeed densely forested, with countless high peaks and deep ridges blocking the way. Most of these mountains were too difficult to climb, making it impossible to cross them. The Wuyun Gorge between the two mountains was even more important, with this stronghold at the only exit, heavily guarded. It was a formidable stronghold, impossible for even one man to break through.

Normally, a direct assault on this small roadblock would require at least five thousand men. It seemed he had no choice but to go himself. As the saying goes, to catch the thief, first catch the king. He instructed his two generals to follow the plan.

They set up camp halfway, prepared food, and waited until nightfall. Then, he alone used his land-based flying technique to silently fly into the bandit stronghold. Inside

the stronghold, there was a lot of shouting and yelling, while only a pitiful number of bandits patrolled and guarded the area outside. He made his way through, pointing a gust of wind at anyone he encountered. Of course, they were all just put to sleep; I didn't want to commit any more murders.

As night approached, the camp reeked of alcohol. The bandits were living for the moment, oblivious to tomorrow's fate. When I reached the camp, they were all passed out drunk, saving me a lot of trouble. Three burly, dark-faced men sat at the head of the table, still drinking and eating; they must be in charge.

Wearing tattered clothes I'd stripped from a bandit, I pretended to be drunk and crept up to them, silently applying pressure to their pressure points. Half an hour later, I was the only one still able to move among the large group of bandits.

The leader, a dark-faced man, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, looked around before finally fixing his gaze on me. He said, "Hey, you…you there? Aren't you going to pour your grandpa some wine?"

The crisis was over; everyone in the camp except the four of us was fast asleep. I stopped pretending and swaggered up to the three men, snatching a roast chicken from their table and devouring it. I was getting hungry after eating for so long. Suddenly,

the three burly men slammed their massive hands on the broken table, making a loud crash.

"How dare you steal my food!"

"Where did this brat come from? Spit out the meat!"

"Kid, you're dead already. Uh, guys, get my big axe!"

The three men, swaying drunkenly, tried to stand up, shouting that they wanted to attack me with knives.

I laughed as I ate, "Want to attack me? Men, take them all down!"

The last "take them down" really startled the three burly men; it was like a thunderclap, loud enough to carry for miles. With that shout, shouts of battle suddenly came from afar, startling the three men sober. They yelled and shouted for their underlings to get up and fight.

"Men, get the hell up!"

"No need to shout, they're all fast asleep. You can't wake them even if you hit them."

The three burly men, who had already grabbed their genitals, were enraged by the news and swung at me, shouting, "Brothers, fight them!"

I fought them hand-to-hand for a while, like a monkey, until the centurion and the old bandit led their large force into the camp, at which point I finally subdued the three burly men.

"Take them away."

I sat high on the chair, feeling quite pleased with myself. Before I could gloat for long, the centurion, sweating profusely, said to me, "Sir, something bad has happened."

"What's wrong? Are there any casualties?"

"Sir, your martial arts are unparalleled; our army has suffered no casualties. But just now, I saw a rider galloping out of the back gate. It seems he went to inform the Five Clouds Mountain bandits."

"Smack!" I broke the armrest with my palm. Damn it, man proposes, God disposes. I didn't expect there to be one who slipped through the net. This is troublesome.

"Pass down the order: bind all these bandits! Also, have all the brothers guard the village gates and send out scouts to report enemy activity immediately."

The centurion gave the order, and I, a complete novice in warfare, was at a loss for what to do next. Twenty thousand troops against less than a thousand men—could this battle even be fought? But I was unwilling to give up. The battle a few days ago had shown me the bandits' weaknesses. After all, they weren't a regular army; their fighting strength was low, they were untrained, and they were a complete rabble. I thought, with my unparalleled martial arts skills, I could simply charge into the enemy lines and kill a few of their leaders.

A man without a leader is useless; without leaders, these bandits would be at my mercy.

Thinking this, my panicked heart calmed down.

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On the main road behind Wuyun Gorge, dust billowed as an army of twenty thousand men marched rapidly southward. The ranks were a jumble of flags, the soldiers dressed in various colors, their movements disorganized, making them appear like a hastily assembled army—more like bandits than anything else.

Indeed, these 20,000 men were the bandits of Wuyun Mountain, who had come to suppress the bandits after hearing of the fall of Wuyun Gorge. Despite being bandits, they still carried several hundred banners, with a large banner bearing the bold character "Gu." Leading

this group wasn't a burly, dark-faced man, but a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her early thirties. She wore a light red outfit over a dark red leather armor, a golden crown adorned with pheasant feathers, and had a pretty, oval face. However, her eyes held a hint of ferocity, and her sharply angled eyebrows made her look more like a shrewish peasant woman.

Yes, she was the current leader of the Wuyun Mountain bandits, the widow of the former bandit leader Gu Dadan—the "Tiger Mother" Gu Da Niang.

She was originally a street performer, skilled in swordsmanship and beautiful. Over a decade ago, she was abducted by Gu Dadan and became his wife. She once led troops alongside Gu Dadan, raiding villages and killing countless people, earning her a notorious reputation far and wide. She was quite cunning, but like Gu Dadan, she was physically strong but simple-minded. Everyone knew that the hero Gu Dadan had such a beautiful and capable wife.

Several years ago, after Gu Dadan was ambushed and killed by a hail of arrows during a raid on someone else's territory, Gu Dadan, highly respected, remained the bandit leader. After several years of hard work, amidst the chaos of the times, Gu Dadan had grown her force from a few hundred to twenty thousand. She was at the height of her power and success. Unexpectedly, a group of men descended from the sky and silently conquered the Five Cloud Gorge stronghold. If it weren't for one of her bandits sneaking out to urinate and running out to report the attack, Gu Dadan would still be dreaming.

Aunt Gu reined in her horse and stood by the roadside, urging her troops to march faster. Looking back at her men, she sighed inwardly. Although her army was said to number 20,000, in reality, the total number was only 15,000. The 20,000 was merely a figurehead. In terms of fighting strength, they were far inferior, nowhere near the seasoned veterans of her original stronghold. Only her original hundred or so brothers were still somewhat obedient. Now, having lost Wuyun Gorge, 15,000 had become 13,000. She hoped the enemy didn't outnumber her.

Chapter 134 Mother and Daughter on the Battlefield

Although the fighting strength of this army was far below her expectations, Granny Gu had no choice. She loudly urged these good-for-nothings, who only knew how to drink and womanize and whose legs trembled in battle, to hurry on their way.

"If only I had a son..." Thinking this, Granny Gu shook her head, her heart heavy.

Gu Dadan's failure to leave a son was a regret for all the leaders. Although Granny Gu regretted it, she still had a well-behaved daughter, which was better than nothing, offering some comfort. As

Granny Gu was lost in thought, she suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind her. A small red horse galloped towards them, carrying a young girl who bore a striking resemblance to Granny Gu. She had red lips and white teeth, a delicate and beautiful face, and especially two small tiger teeth that peeked out from her smiling mouth, making her appear extremely playful and adorable.

The young girl galloped up to Granny Gu, hugged her arm, and pressed her body against hers, their large and small breasts bumping together. The girl giggled and asked, "Mother, what are you thinking about?"

Granny Gu's heart skipped a beat. Since her husband's death a few years ago, she hadn't been with a man. Her body, as virile as a wolf, was extremely sensitive. Her face flushed, and she forced a smile, saying, "Nothing. My dear daughter, why aren't you in the rear guard? What are you doing here?"

Gu Xiaochun pouted and said sweetly, "Those stinky men in the back are all dirty and smelly, and their mouths are always so foul. I don't like them! It's much more comfortable being with you, Mother!"

Granny Gu was also helpless. If she weren't the leader, these bandits would have ruined her body long ago. But a leopard can't change its spots; the bandits might not dare to act, but their mouths were always foul. She shook her head and said, "The front line is dangerous, my good daughter. Be good and go back to the rear to hold the line."

Gu Xiaochun wrinkled her cute little nose, revealing her little tiger teeth, and laughed, "With Mother here, what danger could there be? My mother is a peerless heroine. Who dares to touch me?"

Aunt Gu frowned and said, "You naughty girl, you're so good with your mouth. Why aren't you this clever when I tell you to practice your skills?"

Gu Xiaochun showed her little tiger teeth and giggled, "My mother's martial arts are so high, who in the martial arts world is my mother's match? With Mother here, wouldn't you protect me?"

Aunt Gu pinched her little nose and said, "There are always people more skilled than you. It's just that your mother hasn't encountered a real master yet."

Gu Xiaochun mumbled, "How many masters in the martial arts world join the army? Even if there are, with so many of us, if we all rush at him, one spit from each of us, we'll drown him."

Aunt Gu looked at her only daughter, her only relative in the world, with affection, her heart filled with love.

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At dawn, Granny Gu, leading over ten thousand men, finally arrived at the foot of Wuyun Gorge Stronghold. To be honest, the bandits' marching speed was incredibly slow; their commands were often disobedient. Sure enough, when Granny Gu shouted "Halt!", the army only came to a complete stop after advancing about a hundred meters.

The sun had already risen high above the mountains, and Granny Gu saw a large flag bearing the character "Xu" planted on what used to be her stronghold. The stronghold gleamed coldly, and countless soldiers stood atop it. Their swords and armor were sharp, their military bearing impeccable, and they dared not utter a sound. Judging from their formation, they were clearly well-trained government troops.

Granny Gu felt a sense of foreboding; she had encountered a tough opponent today, and not knowing their numbers, she dared not easily order a direct attack. She looked at a general on the stronghold, clad in silver helmet and armor, wielding a silver spear, about nine feet tall, imposing and awe-inspiring, though she couldn't make out his features. But Granny Gu was certain this man was the enemy's commander, and his martial arts skills were certainly not weak.

She immediately ordered one of her generals to go and taunt them.

A rider charged out from the bandit ranks, unleashing a torrent of curses: "Where did this bastard come from, daring to rob our Five Clouds Mountain stronghold? Get down here and face your death!"

Looking at the enemy's imposing formation, I was incredibly excited; it was the first time I'd led an army against so many people. However, I was quite surprised when I discovered two female generals in the enemy ranks.

My martial arts were supernatural, and my eyesight was exceptional; I had already spotted the two female generals in red armor on the opposite side. One was older, and the other younger—a mother and daughter. The older one looked to be in her thirties, beautiful with a stunning figure. Her women's armor accentuated her curves. Holding a pair of willow-leaf daggers, she exuded a captivating and alluring aura.

The younger one, at most fifteen or sixteen, looked to be... She bore a striking resemblance to her mother, with a radiant smile and a soft, gentle voice. Her small tiger teeth occasionally gleamed, making her incredibly cute and charming.

"Who are those two women?" I asked the old bandit.

"Sir, they're a mother and daughter. The elder is called 'Tiger Granny Gu,' highly skilled in martial arts and incredibly cunning. She's notorious in our bandit world; she's the one who led the raid on our stronghold. The younger one calls herself 'Little Tiger Gu Xiaochun,' Granny Gu's daughter. I've heard her swordsmanship is quite good too."

The bandit below was hurling insults, and both the old bandit and the centurion couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted the centurion to establish his authority, so I immediately sent him out of the stronghold to meet the enemy.

As soon as the gate opened, the bandit charged forward. Both women wielded broadswords and engaged in a fierce battle in an open area in front of their respective sides. It was the first time I'd ever seen people fight on horseback, and I immediately noticed the difference from ordinary combat. In mounted combat, the legs are useless; one can only grip the horse's flanks to maintain balance, relying entirely on their hands to fight.

The two men shouted and yelled, their broadswords clashing against each other in a chaotic battle. They were evenly matched, their skills comparable, and fought for a quarter of an hour without a victor, before retreating to their own camp.

The old bandit, who had been itching for a fight, grabbed two black axes and charged onto the battlefield, yelling, "You tigress, you wicked woman, you son of a bitch! Come out and fight me three hundred rounds if you dare!"

Gu Da Niang, with her fiery temper, immediately retorted, "You old thief, I didn't expect you to still be alive. Didn't I kill you last time and render you impotent? How was that cut on your foot last time?" She spurred her horse forward, ignoring Gu Xiao Chun's attempts to pull her away, and charged into the fray.

Aunt Gu charged forward on her horse, her large breasts bouncing and jiggling, arousing the old bandit's lust. His eyes were fixed on her chest, drooling as he snarled, "Damn it, if I don't fuck you today, I'll be letting God down. Take this!"

Aunt Gu parried the axe with her twin swords, engaging the bandit in combat, cursing venomously as she fought with effortless skill.

"You damned bastard, how dare you tease me? Do you think my tofu is so easy to eat? Don't you know that my twin swords can easily chop off your impotent wretch?"

What a fierce woman!

Aunt Gu continued to fight, her willow-leaf swords flashing like leaves, quickly inflicting numerous cuts on the bandit. The bandit initially managed to retaliate, but the fight grew increasingly terrifying, regretting his decision to face this tigress in pursuit of revenge.

Seeing their leader gain the upper hand, the bandits cheered loudly, becoming extremely arrogant, shouting and making a ruckus. Bandits are bandits; within moments, many of their own men were hurling insults at each other, almost coming to blows.

I watched the chaotic scene with glee, but in the blink of an eye, a scream rang out. The old bandit had been defeated; Granny Gu had stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife, and with another, the scream ceased. The old bandit's massive head flew through the air and landed on the rolling yellow sand.

"Boom! Long live Granny Gu! Long live Granny Gu!" The bandit army roared with cheers, their morale soaring. Granny Gu waved her hand, preparing to take advantage of the peak of their morale and attack the stronghold.

My face changed drastically. I leaped down from the two-zhang-high stockade and charged towards Granny Gu, shouting, "You wretched woman, why aren't you home with your child? Anyone have the guts to fight me?"

Granny Gu was about to lead her troops in an attack when, before she could finish speaking, a silver streak appeared, carrying a chillingly sharp silver spear aimed directly at her face. Terrified, she ducked and ducked onto her horse, leaping three zhang away. I seized the opportunity, leaping onto the old bandit's warhorse and charging at him.

To be honest, I'm not good at mounted combat, and I don't know how to use a spear at all; it's quite awkward for me. If that damned old bandit hadn't been unable to find a longsword for me, I wouldn't have a spear as a weapon. Are you going to fight a man and a horse with your bare hands? That's suicide.

I consoled myself, thinking that all martial arts lead to the same goal, and I've seen others use spear techniques before—it's just smashing, chopping, thrusting, and stabbing. My internal strength is profound; why should I be afraid of losing to a woman?

Seeing is one thing, doing is another.

I flicked my silver spear and thrust it towards her shoulder.

The spear and blade clashed, producing a loud boom. Aunt Gu was immediately shocked, her jade-like arm going numb. She was terrified: "Just as I thought, this brat is incredibly strong!"

But Aunt Gu had fought for many years, and her two willow-leaf sabers on horseback were extremely sharp, their blades exuding a chilling aura. She probably had twenty or thirty years of experience, and being skilled in mounted combat, her riding skills were far superior to my mediocre abilities.

After a brief exchange, she stopped directly confronting me and instead relied on her skillful, fluid swordsmanship to launch attacks.

I possessed unparalleled internal strength, yet I couldn't utilize it; I wasn't very good at riding a horse, nor at using a spear. Surprisingly, I was evenly matched with Granny Gu, repeatedly facing danger, which drove me to roar in frustration.

Granny Gu, seeing her opponent's novice state, understood immediately and cursed, "You spineless idiot, you can't even ride a horse, yet you dare fight me? I'll make you die beneath my legs!"

I dodged her twin blades and retorted, "You filthy bitch, if you've got the guts, get off your horse and fight me!"

Granny Gu laughed loudly, "You think this is child's play? Take this!"

After fifty rounds, I was gaining more and more advantage, while Granny Gu grew increasingly apprehensive. After a hundred rounds, Granny Gu was no match for me. The woman before me was as beautiful as a flower; I didn't want to destroy her. With such an excellent opportunity for practice, how could I let it end so quickly?

The bandits also sensed something was wrong, but with their dull minds, how could they possibly understand the reason? Seeing her mother at a disadvantage, Gu Xiaochun hurriedly rode out, shouting, "Mother, I'll help you! You little thief, take this!"

A longsword flashed towards my back, but I deflected it with my spear, laughing heartily, "You two, mother and daughter, come at me together! I'll capture you both and make you my wives!"

Gu Xiaochun roared, "You lecherous scoundrel, daring to bully my mother! You'll have to ask this sword of mine first!"

The centurion, seeing everything clearly from the stockade, shouted, "Sir, I'll help you!"

I quickly stopped him, "No need, I can handle it. Just guard the stockade and watch!"

My spear, like a silver dragon, moved leisurely between the two swords and the daughter's blade. The Dragon Sword Technique, transformed into spear fighting, was even more suitable for this mounted combat. Aunt Gu was drenched in sweat, her fragrant perspiration dripping down her face. Her angry curses had long since died down, her pearly teeth clenched, and her two willow-leaf daggers moved faster and faster, yet she grew increasingly apprehensive with each strike.

Gu Xiaochun had practiced martial arts since childhood. Despite her frequent laziness during training, she was the second-best fighter among the bandits. Apart from her mother, Aunt Gu, no one could defeat her. If not for her passion, how could the mother

and daughter have survived among the bandits? Even after years of fighting and countless deaths, they couldn't reverse the tide of battle.

Soon, their movements became chaotic, their openings widening, and both mother and daughter fell into a disadvantageous position, completely suppressed by my silver spear. Another bandit leaped out from the ranks, the very man who had attacked first, shouting, "Chief, I'm here to help you!"

But what use was his arrival? I was now gaining more and more momentum in the fight, my skill far surpassing theirs. I wouldn't be afraid of a dozen of them.

One after another, bandits charged out from their ranks, each charge sending a shiver through the enemy ranks, prompting a shout from our soldiers. In a mere quarter of an hour, seven generals faced me alone, and no one from the bandits dared to challenge them.

Seeing their commander descend like a god, single-handedly taking on seven, a feat reminiscent of the Three Heroes battling Lü Bu, our soldiers roared with renewed courage, their initial fear stemming from the bandits' superior numbers now renewed. With such a divine general, who in the world could stand against him?

Aunt Gu had already decided to retreat; even with all seven of her men, she was no match for this nine-foot-tall young man. A glint of malice flashed in her eyes, and she secretly pulled three throwing knives from her bosom, hurling them in a triangular formation towards my chest.

"Despicable, shameless..." our soldiers cursed loudly as they saw me in danger.

I remained calm in the face of danger, transforming my spear into a broadsword. With a single crescent slash, I deflected three flying knives, which, by sheer coincidence, pierced the chests of the three bandits. The three men stared wide-eyed, pointing at Granny Gu, incredulously exclaiming, "You…!" They all fell from their horses.

The situation had changed so rapidly; three people were dead in the blink of an eye. Everyone was stunned, but no one saw the spear pierce a bandit's chest and emerge from his back.

Gu Xiaochun was terrified, her face pale, and immediately spurred her horse to flee. I couldn't let her escape, so I gave chase. Granny Gu, a little further away, fired another flying knife. I used my spear to knock the last male general backward, sending him flying to my side, barely blocking the knife. All three knives whistled as they struck him.

The two women, terrified, spurred their horses wildly. I caught up with Gu Xiaochun, striking her pressure point with a finger strike, and scooped her limp body up, laying her sideways on my horse. Gu Xiaochun cried and screamed, "You lecherous scoundrel! You filthy little thief! Mother, come save me!"

I thought that Aunt Gu would turn back to save her daughter, but unexpectedly, knowing she was no match for me, she spurred her horse and charged back to her own camp without stopping.

This delay allowed Aunt Gu to ride back to her own lines. I was shot back by a hail of arrows and had no choice but to return to the camp with my beautiful captive.

By this time, the bandits had lost five generals, their morale was extremely low, and all the leaders except Aunt Gu were dead. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Aunt Gu, disregarding her heartbreak over her daughter's capture, had no choice but to sound the retreat. She set up camp ten miles outside the main camp to plan for the future.

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After the bandit army retreated, I carried the captured captive and returned alone to my tent. Inside, Empress Xia and the other four women were anxiously waiting for news. Seeing me return, they rushed out with joy, and Princess Meiying threw herself into my arms, weeping with happiness.

"You bad boy, you're not allowed to go to war anymore!" Meiying cried, pounding my chest.

"If men don't fight, who will protect my beautiful princess?" I comforted her, putting an arm around her waist. Peiling secretly shed tears, and Empress Xia also showed concern, only Hanbing remained cold.

"Alright, alright, I'm back now, aren't I? Your husband won a great victory! Look, this is the prisoner I captured."

Only then did Meiying and the others notice the person on my shoulder. When I put her on a chair, the women realized that the so-called prisoner was actually a young, beautiful, and adorable girl.

Meiying said jealously, "I thought you went to war, but it turns out you're back to your old ways. Where did you kidnap this little girl? Tell me the truth!"

With Peiling's help, I took off my silver helmet and armor and said, "Little girl? Do you think she's really an innocent little girl? She's the biological daughter of the bandit leader, the tigress Granny Gu."

Meiying stared wide-eyed at Gu Xiaochun and said in surprise, "Such a little girl, leading troops into battle?"

"Her mother is the leader, like mother, like daughter, you know?"

Meiying curiously touched and groped Gu Xiaochun. Luckily, I had already put Gu Xiaochun to sleep, otherwise she would have suffered.

Empress Xia asked me, "Is the bandit leader a woman?"

I nodded and said, "The tigress, Aunt Gu, is quite skilled in martial arts, but compared to me, she's far inferior. I killed five of her generals. If she hadn't been quick to react, I could have captured her too."

Meiying jumped up and said, "Husband, tell me quickly! Tell me how you defeated them."

Peiling and Empress Xia also looked on with longing. With such a beautiful woman inviting me, how could I not tell her everything? I immediately recounted how I defeated the bandits.

"My husband is so clever, even coming up with such a method," Meiying said admiringly. Peiling also looked at me with admiration.

"Of course, who is your husband? With two thousand prisoners, how could I not make good use of them?"

At this moment, I was talking about how I cleverly disguised the two thousand prisoners as my soldiers, using them as cover under the guard of my eight hundred men to deceive Granny Gu. At that time, I sealed the two thousand prisoners' acupoints one by one, making them mute and immobile, sandwiched among my troops. Granny Gu saw that I had more than three thousand men in my camp, so she naturally did not expect that I had no one else to use.

With the enemy's numbers unknown, Granny Gu did not dare to launch a direct attack, so she had to challenge them to a duel. This was exactly what I wanted. I killed seven of her generals in one fell swoop, leaving her without any generals to use, and she was frowning and thinking hard in her tent.

Chapter 135 The Wonderful Prisoners

The woodshed in the military camp was temporarily used as a prison for prisoners of war. Those two thousand captives weren't as fortunate as this beautiful young girl; they were all kept in the open air.

The beautiful girl inside the house, her hands and feet bound, lay on a soft pile of straw, weeping and grieving over her unfortunate capture. Don't think our protagonist is abusing a minor; that's illegal! It's just that prolonged pressure point manipulation can disrupt blood circulation, and if she were to become a vegetable, that would be a grave sin for such a beautiful girl—even Buddha wouldn't forgive our protagonist.

Gu Xiaochun wept as she lay on the straw, lost in thought.

She had grown up in a bandit's den, a place naturally rife with filth. As the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet." But things in this world are always strange; the innocent Gu Xiaochun, protected by her mother, remained untainted by the mire. Simple-minded and naive,

she often heard bandit leaders boasting of their heroic deeds while drunk. When she was captured by the government, she endured torture—including being tortured with cangue, flogging, branding, roasting, the tiger bench, chili water, and whipping—never betraying her brothers, demonstrating her deep loyalty. Now, in the hands of the enemy, knowing her fate was sealed, she mustered her courage. A death wish formed in her mind: even if tortured to death, she would never betray her brothers on Wuyun Mountain, especially her beloved mother!

Having made up her mind, Gu Xiaochun stopped crying, her face streaked with tears, looking utterly pitiful.

Suddenly, the woodshed door creaked open. Gu Xiaochun's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up in alarm, only to see the burly man who had captured her, now smiling, carrying a bowl of water as he entered the room. He looked at her and laughed, "Little lady, you must be thirsty after being locked up for so long, right? Here, have some water first!"

Although Gu Xiaochun had made up her mind, she couldn't help but feel panicked when the moment came. Like a wounded little rabbit, she kept moving backward, but stubbornly refused to admit defeat, shouting, "You dog, release me now, or my mother will lead a large army to my door and chop off your dog's head!"

I looked at her with a grin. What a clueless little girl. You seven couldn't even defeat me alone, and you want to kill me? If I didn't want to properly hone my military skills, I would have captured your mother tonight too. Hehe, then we could have two women sharing one husband. Hehe, I lewdly indulged in my own fantasy.

Gu Xiaochun looked at the scoundrel in front of her, ignoring her curses and instead grinning slyly. Her heart skipped a beat, and she snapped, "You scoundrel, you can't even smile properly! Your smile is so ugly!"

Uh, the saliva that had just reached her mouth was forced back down by her words. "Cough cough..." I coughed violently, choking until my face turned red.

Gu Xiaochun, her face streaked with tears, laughed triumphantly, "I'll choke you to death, you scoundrel! You deserve to choke to death!"

I recovered and feigned anger, "You're my defeated foe, aren't you afraid I'll eat you?" Being made red-faced by such a girl, if word got out, wouldn't my reputation as a "righteous hero" be ruined?

Gu Xiaochun disdainfully turned her head away, "Hmph, I'm not even afraid of death, why would I be afraid you'll eat me?"

Looking at her innocent face, I really wondered if she even knew what "eat" meant.

She ignored me; how could I possibly extract information from her? I immediately put on a smiling face, adopting the manner of the Big Bad Wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, and said, "You've been fighting for so long, don't you want some water?"

Gu Xiaochun was actually thirsty, but she didn't want to bow down to this opponent. So, she stubbornly turned her head to the side, gave a heavy snort, and ignored my words.

"Fine!" I also plopped down on the haystack and put the bowl on the ground.

Gu Xiaochun didn't look at me, but that didn't mean I wasn't looking at her. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of me was pretty, with a curvaceous figure, high breasts, and especially a pair of long, slender legs. Perhaps because of years of martial arts training, they were as round, long, and alluring as my mothers'. I couldn't help but swallow hard.

With her looks, she could be considered a first-rate beauty, and at most only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she looked like a grown woman, judging from her words and actions, she was inexperienced and had no experience in the ways of the world. She was a complete novice. This is precisely why Gu Xiaochun exudes a vibrant youthful energy, her eyes holding the same untamed wildness as her mother's, which only intensifies a man's desire to conquer.

Each time he channeled his dragon power, his control over his desires became even weaker. I've noticed a recent increase in battles of all kinds. Just now, while teaching the women martial arts in the camp, I secretly took advantage of them, my heart itching unbearably. But in broad daylight, the women are all diligently practicing; as the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to you. Princess Meiying and that girl Peiling keep avoiding me. Of course, every time I've made them unable to get out of bed, I've made sure they can practice better, so I have to suffer myself.

Suddenly, I remembered there was a beautiful captive in the camp who could satisfy my lust, and I was overjoyed. I immediately fetched a bowl of warm water to quench Gu Xiaochun's thirst, hoping she could quench hers too. Hehe!

A long silence followed in the woodshed. Gu Xiaochun couldn't help but turn to look at her nemesis, thinking, "Wasn't he here to torture me? Why hasn't he done it yet?" She saw Xu Zhengqi's eyes gleaming as he scanned her alluring body from head to toe. A chill ran down her spine, and goosebumps rose all over her body. Her heart pounded with fear, and she quickly turned away from the scoundrel.

The girl's waist was soft and supple, befitting a seasoned martial artist. My hands could no longer resist. Taking advantage of her momentary turn, I brazenly and swiftly slipped them under her waist, gently caressing her smooth, slender waist, occasionally giving it a firm squeeze.

Gu Xiaochun suddenly felt a heat in her waist, her soft, girlish waist trembled in surprise, and her lower abdomen nervously contracted. Turning around, she saw her mortal enemy leering at her, groping her pure and innocent body. Shocked and enraged, she shouted, "You scoundrel, get your filthy hands off me!"

I squinted at this innocent girl, wanting to tease her, and smiled, "I won't, what can you do to me?"

Gu Xiaochun tilted her head back and screamed, "Help! A perverted scoundrel is bullying me—"

I was stunned, wondering if she was kidding me, and said, "Hey, you're my prisoner! Do you think anyone will come to rescue you?"

I secretly wiped a bead of sweat from my brow. Luckily, I had set up a dragon power barrier before entering the woodshed. The woodshed wasn't far from the main tent; at her rate, the whole camp could hear her. If she alerted that jealous Meiying, that would be in serious trouble. Especially Empress Xia, who considers herself righteous; if she saw me treating this cute little prisoner like this, she'd definitely give me a good scolding.

Gu Xiaochun ignored me and continued screaming. I roared, "Hey! Who do you want to call? Those outside are all my men. Even if you do call them, do you want a few more people to touch you?"

Gu Xiaochun immediately shut her cute cherry-like mouth, her face flushed red. Although she stopped screaming, her small body twisted violently, trying to avoid my caresses.

Her hands and feet were bound, making it difficult to resist; she could only desperately writhe her delicate body to evade my demonic hands.

Looking at the beautiful young girl before me, her slender and alluring body writhing like a snake on the haystack, her charming face filled with anxiety, a youthful vitality emanated from her, arousing my heart even more. My hands involuntarily reached upwards.

Gu Xiaochun was startled to find something strange in her pride, which had never been touched by a man before. She screamed, filled with shame and indignation. Her pure, untouched body was now in the hands of this scoundrel. A surge of heat rushed from her chest with each squeeze and kneading, into her body, reaching her heart, causing her to involuntarily twist her body even more. I had thought that torture would be very painful, but unexpectedly, I felt waves of tingling sensations coming from my chest, which surprised me.

I didn't care if she moved or not; she was tied up anyway and couldn't escape. I took out a soft strip of cloth I had prepared beforehand, slipped it through her underwear, and bound Gu Xiaochun's small breasts. Like an SM girl, it made her already large breasts even more perky.

I rolled up my sleeves and began to caress her roughly. The girl's youthful and invincible body gradually revealed itself under my hands, her exposed breasts full of elasticity, which became an important stronghold for my attack.

Gu Xiaochun cried out a few times, but seeing that no one came to her rescue, she could only glare at her enemy who had captured her with her bright, watery eyes, her pearly teeth tightly biting her cherry lips. Although soft moans occasionally escaped from her small cherry mouth, she no longer screamed.

I touched her a couple more times, wanting to go even further. Seeing that her endurance was so strong, I simply pounced on her, boldly touching and kneading her, kissing and nibbling with my big mouth.

Gu Xiaochun glared at me hatefully, gritting her teeth, "You dog, you took off my clothes just to torture me, didn't you? Humph, no matter what torture you use, I won't be afraid! None of us in Wuyun Village are cowards!"

I was taken aback, releasing the pink nipple I was sucking on, and asked curiously, "You think I'm going to torture you? Is that how you torture someone?"

Gu Xiaochun was righteous and fearless, looking like she was ready to die, and said disdainfully, "Trying to fool me? Humph, do you think I'm an ignorant girl? You dog, listen to me, even if you use every cruel torture imaginable, you won't get a single word out of me!"

To be honest, I was quite interested in their secrets, but at this moment, it was more important to satisfy my own needs. However, looking at her "newbie" appearance, seemingly unaware that I was sexually harassing her. Hehe, I chuckled inwardly, this ignorant girl is truly pitiful.

Enough with the chit-chat. Whether she was thirsty or not, I needed to quench my own thirst first. I immediately lowered my head and kissed her rosy lips. Gu Xiaohong had a classic oval face and small, cherry-like lips—those lips were incredibly alluring.

I'd only kissed her lips twice when a sudden, sharp pain shot through me. I hurriedly looked up and saw Gu Xiaochun's face contorted with ferocity, like a tiger cub released from its cage. She was fiercely arching her back, her little tiger teeth gleaming, her mouth wide open, chasing after me to bite me. I quickly grabbed her shoulders, immobilizing her, and touched my lip—it was bleeding from where she'd bitten it.

I was furious. I hunted geese every day, but today I was the one being pecked. Seeing her still struggling and twisting, even raising her leg to try and crush her lower body with her knee, he held her down firmly, straddled her, and spread her long, beautiful legs apart, resisting her attempts to throw him off while angrily saying, "You little bitch, are you a dog? Why are you biting people?"

Gu Xiaochun was taken aback, not angry but puzzled, and said, "Huh, you dog thief, how do you know I'm a dog? Oh—, I know, those traitors must have told you!"

I was speechless, a bead of sweat dripping down my forehead, thinking, "Wow, she really is a silly girl!"

Then, Gu Xiaochun used the most vicious move a woman could make—spitting forcefully and cursing, "Dog mouth, a stinking mouth, it's filthy!" He even spit into this girl's mouth. Uh-huh, you still want to insult this girl with this method? Don't even think about shaking this girl's mind! "

Looking at this innocent and flawless little girl, the look on her face that looked at death made me dumbfounded. I joked: "Why do you call me a thief? Still dirty? Look, this young master is clean. Where is it dirty? You don't even look at your pretty face. Compared to you, I'm much cleaner.

Gu Xiaochun wrinkled his nose, as if he was frightened by me, widened his eyes and said, "What?" Dog thief, no way. My face is quite clean, and my mother washes it for me every day. "

I'm confused, what is this?" "Don't believe it?" See for yourself! "Pick up the bowl of water and hand it to her.

Gu Xiaochun took a look and saw a light human print on the surface of the water in the bowl. The face of the beautiful little melon seed, although there was no stain because of crying and fussing for a while, was full of traces of saliva and tears. For a girl like her who loves beauty, this was nothing short of a bolt from the blue.

Gu Xiaochun burst into tears, crying, "Waaah—! I look so ugly! If Mom sees me, she'll laugh at me again, waaaah…"

Good heavens, have any of you ever seen a captive throwing a tantrum like this?

I felt a pang of sympathy and comforted her, "Alright, alright, don't cry. The more you cry, the dirtier your face gets!"

Gu Xiaochun twisted her body, sobbing, "I don't care! You're the one who made my face all messed up! You… waaaah…"

"Alright, alright, I'll fetch some water to wash you, okay?"

Poor me, not only couldn't I get a single word out of her, but I also lowered myself, going from a general to a servant girl's personal attendant. What was I doing?

I fetched a bucket of warm water and not only washed her face but also gave her a thorough bath. Now, Gu Xiaochun's fragrant body, carried by the steaming water, filled my nostrils, igniting my desire. After feeding her two bowls of water and some snacks, Gu Xiaochun, feeling satisfied, said smugly, "Don't think that just because you gave me a bath and food, I'll be grateful. Don't even think about betraying my mother." She downed the last bowl of water, let out a burp, and wore a smug expression.

The more I looked at her, the more I loved her. In this day and age, it's rare to see someone as innocent as her. I wondered how her mother, Aunt Gu, had raised her. Little did I know, it was precisely because the den of thieves was a breeding ground for evil that Aunt Gu, fearing her daughter would suffer, had taken her in from a young age. She never spoke of matters between men and women to her, only telling Gu Xiaochun that all men were bad and that she shouldn't get too close to them.

Gu Xiaochun received her mother's "absence from men" education from childhood. Her father died early, disappearing when she was three. Gu Xiaochun revered her mother as a goddess, obeying her every word. This created the most innocent and beautiful girl in the world—Gu Xiaochun. No wonder her name has the character "纯" (pure/pure) in it; now I understand.

But for an old lecher like me, innocence is the best aphrodisiac. Given my diligent service, I should at least get some reward, shouldn't I? Looking at the fragrant, pure beauty before me, I couldn't resist any longer. I immediately stood up, positioned myself between her legs, and right in front of her, quickly stripped off my clothes.

Gu Xiaochun had long anticipated that her sworn enemy wouldn't let her off so easily. Although she saw him pull down his pants, revealing something strange, like a red-hot stick, she thought he was going to hit her with it and shouted, "You scoundrel! Even if you hit me with a stick this thick, I won't be afraid, hmph!"

I was taken aback; she really was quite ignorant. I asked, "You really don't know what this is?"

Gu Xiaochun glanced at the swollen, red stick, and her pretty face inexplicably flushed. Perhaps it was her nature, but it made her a little shy. She said disdainfully, "Do you think I don't know? Isn't it just a red-hot iron rod? The leaders in our village often say that the government will burn people with red-hot iron rods. Hmph, I'm not afraid. Show me what you've got!"

I clutched my forehead, feigning dizziness, deeply worried about the upbringing this innocent girl had received. Unexpectedly, Gu Xiaochun, taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, bit my inner thigh again. Caught off guard, I was bitten once more, but luckily I dodged quickly, leaving only a row of deep teeth marks on my thigh.

Still, I felt a bit of pain from the bite, and my anger intensified. Lust fueled my rage, and I forcefully pushed the beautiful girl down onto the straw pile, ignoring her cries and screams. I spread her long, slender, snow-white legs, climbed on top of her, and embraced her petite, naked body, gripping her arms and legs tightly. I prepared to vent my pent-up anger on her, and incidentally, demand payment for my services.

Ready! Aim! Fire—

Gu Xiaochun looked up at the sky, letting out a piercing scream. Two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably down her pretty face, splashing onto her dark hair and jade-like ears. With a "plop," the world lost another innocent girl and gained a beautiful young woman...

Chapter 136 Rape and Captivity

I pressed down on Gu Xiaochun's flawless white body, thrusting my powerful body, panting, "Ugh, so tight...so good!"

Gu Xiaochun's face paled, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling violently under my intense thrusts, yet she still sobbed and cursed, "You dog, I'm not afraid of you. No matter what method you use to torture me, I'm not afraid! Even if you use that red-hot iron rod to stab me, I will never reveal a single military secret..."

I broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to myself, "This little girl, does she think I'm torturing her? Are there really girls in the world so pure and innocent, completely ignorant of matters between men and women?"

Actually, this was mainly because Gu Xiaochun's father, Gu Dadan, was always cruel. Although he was loyal to his brothers, if anyone dared to say anything inappropriate to his wife and daughter, he would immediately rip out that person's heart and liver to eat with wine. On several occasions, some of his henchmen had made suggestive remarks about Gu Dadan and his newborn daughter.

Enraged, Gu Dadan disemboweled them, and after eating several of them, the entire mountain stronghold paled in fear—the effect of this act of killing the chicken to silence the monkey was obvious. From then on, no one dared to utter a single word with veiled meaning to Gu Dadan and her daughter, not even a lewd joke.

Later, after Gu Dadan died, a few lecherous men attempted to drug and rape them, but the next day they found the men naked, clinging to several large trees, thrusting wildly into them. Their genitals were ground raw and bloody, and the men screamed as they continued thrusting against the trees until they bled to death. From then on, no one dared to lay a finger on Gu Dadan and her daughter again, nor did anyone dare to underestimate Gu Dadan, a woman. This very fact allowed Gu Dadan to successfully secure the throne left to her by her husband.

Gu Xiaochun clenched her teeth, enduring the immense pain from my violent thrusts, cursing fiercely. A resolute expression appeared on her face; the beautiful young woman displayed a fearless spirit, as unyielding as hard granite, determined to die rather than reveal a single secret.

Hearing her vicious accusations, I was finally utterly defeated. Gu Xiaochun genuinely didn't know what I was doing to her. I thought I was torturing her, using excruciating pain to force her to reveal the secrets of Wuyun Village. But this strong young girl, despite her young age, possessed the most unwavering conviction in the world; even under such inhuman torture, she refused to divulge a single secret. This

loyal and beautiful young warrior, facing the evil club, showed no fear. After a moment of agony, Gu Xiaochun's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed. She, who wouldn't break a sweat even in the face of excruciating pain, was now drenched in sweat, a strange sensation rising from her heart, especially from her lower body. Emptiness, fullness, satisfaction… a variety of expressions gathered on the face of the strong and beautiful girl, but none could shake her resolve.

Gu Xiaochun thought to herself, "Hmph, the leaders in the mountain stronghold were right, all the reactionaries are paper tigers. Endure for a while, and the storm will pass. The uncles really didn't lie. Luckily, I secretly eavesdropped outside last time and told them their heroic deeds, otherwise, I, in my ignorance, would definitely have been deceived by this big scoundrel on top of me." Hmm…

Gu Xiaochun's eyes blazed with anger, staring intently at my handsome face from beginning to end, her cursing had stopped. I don't know if it was because she was tired of cursing or for some other reason. But looking at her tightly pursed lips, I think she must be afraid that she will groan out loud.

The thought of this made me even more excited. I used all my strength; I refused to believe it…

In the woodshed, the Sailor Moon's moans rose and fell, gradually subsiding after a high-pitched scream. Afterwards, tenderness was inevitable. I lingered inside her for a full quarter of an hour before remembering my military duties. Only then did I clean us both up, help Gu Xiaochun put on her clothes, and leave.

Gu Xiaochun opened her hazy eyes, watching my tall figure leave the woodshed with some reluctance. Hearing the footsteps fade away outside the door, she stared wide-eyed in astonishment. After thinking for a long time, she muttered, "Pah, is this what you call torture? It certainly hurt a lot at first. But later, it was just too comfortable! He wants to use this kind of torture to torment me and force me to confess? How could that be possible?"

The beautiful Sailor Moon frowned slightly, lowered her head to think for a long time again, and finally found the reason why Xu Zhengqi did this. A disdainful and smug smile appeared on her lips. She chuckled softly, "He doesn't even know how to perform torture. This scoundrel is really stupid! His martial arts are not bad, though. The seven of us couldn't beat him alone. Could it be that he's the kind of simple-minded, physically strong man that Mother always talks about? Hehe, that must be it..."

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The night was very dark. The Five Clouds Gorge, covered in ice and snow, seemed even more gloomy and dark. Even the white snow was hard to see clearly. The gate of the gorge was brightly lit, but there was not a single fire in the gorge itself. In the dead of night, when people are sleeping most soundly,

Granny Gu carefully led her warhorse through the bandits. Tonight's night raid had been planned long ago; the horse's hooves were thickly covered with straw, making its hooves barely a sound. She cautiously looked ahead, only to see the Xu army camp shrouded in darkness, with only a flickering light at the gate. The soldiers standing guard at the gate stood like rows of straight javelins in the cold wind.

Granny Gu waved her hand, and dozens of bandits crouched low, easily infiltrating the guards. One by one, the sentries fell. Watching her men infiltrate the Xu army camp so easily, open the gate so easily, exceeding her expectations, a sense of foreboding rose in Granny Gu's heart.

She was safe and sound, but what about her daughter? Would she be safe? Thinking of this, a worried, bitter smile appeared on Granny Gu's beautiful, mature face.

On the battlefield, women captured are immediately gang-raped by enemy soldiers, subjected to torture and abuse for days and nights without rest, forced to weep as men vent their lust on them. However, the general she fought today didn't seem to be a lecherous man. She could only hope that General Xu, considering she was her daughter and still of some use, wouldn't do anything too outrageous to Xiao Chun.

Desperate to save her daughter, Aunt Gu disregarded the crushing defeat and plummeting morale of the day, devising this night raid plan, hoping to turn the tide, crush Xu's army, and most importantly, rescue her beloved daughter.

Seeing the main gate open, Aunt Gu hurriedly waved her hand, ordering her men to charge. "Kill—!" she shouted, leading the charge into the main camp.

"Men, one tael of silver for every enemy killed! One hundred taels for every enemy general's head! Kill—"

Under Granny Gu's coercion and enticement, the bandits roared, relying on their superior numbers and launching a surprise attack, raising their tattered swords, spears, and clubs. Wan Kai strode forward, his momentum unstoppable, charging into Xu's army camp in one fell swoop. He flung open the enemy tents, ready to slaughter the terrified soldiers who had been awakened from their deep sleep.

But when the bandits rushed into the main tent, they found the entire camp empty; not a single person was to be seen. Even the voice that had been shouting in terror, "The bandits are coming!" had vanished without a trace.

The bandits looked around in panic, completely bewildered. Granny Gu, her face pale, shouted, "It's bad! We've fallen into a trap! Get out of here!"

"It's bad!"

"Fire!"

"Ah—, fire…fire…it hurts so much, ah…"

The screams of the bandits echoed outside the tent. Granny Gu, quick to react, rushed out to find the tent she had entered earlier already engulfed in flames.

Outside the camp, war drums thundered from all directions, and shouts of battle rose up, deafening the heavens and earth. From all sides, wild cries came from the mouths of the Xu soldiers wielding their finest swords. In the black night sky, streaks of fire pierced the darkness, igniting the layers of dry straw that had been laid out beforehand.

I smiled, leaning against my horse, and lightly drew my bow, releasing an arrow. It was my first time drawing the bow; though my aim was off, it still managed to ignite the straw on the massive tent a hundred meters away, still glistening with traces of semen.

Countless Xu soldiers charged in from all directions, like reapers of death in the night, scattering the panicked bandits and quickly plunging them into a desperate situation.

Aunt Gu wielded her two willow-leaf knives, slashing down an enemy soldier who was charging at her. She mounted her horse and looked around. In the darkness, flames soared into the sky; everything flammable in the stronghold, including the rear wooden gate, was ablaze. Enemy soldiers were charging from the front gate everywhere, while her own men were being slaughtered and fleeing in all directions, powerless to fight back. She sighed deeply, knowing she had fallen into an ambush, surrounded by the enemy, and defeat was inevitable!

Given the situation, Aunt Gu also knew her daughter had been moved by the enemy and was no longer in the camp. Experienced and seasoned warriors, she acted decisively, shouting, "Men! We've fallen into a trap! Follow me and charge out the front gate!"

The bandits, mostly cowards who preyed on the weak and feared the strong, were already terrified by the raging fire. Only half heard Aunt Gu's cry, and thus drew their weapons, charging towards the front gate with her.

Our army, already waiting outside the gate, unleashed a volley of arrows, leaving the charging bandits dead. The fire in the wooden stockade grew ever fiercer; the dry winter air and howling north wind fanned the flames, and soon it would reach the front gate. Retreat

meant death, advance meant death, but fire was always more terrifying than man. While fire and water are merciless, people have feelings; the bandits only hoped for mercy, and many already cried out for surrender.

Once one, two followed. Even with Aunt Gu's swift blade, she couldn't kill tens of thousands at once, and the cries of surrender rose and fell.

I quickly gave the order, and over eight hundred men began shouting, "Surrender and you will not be killed!"

The bandits were brutally slaughtered, their screams echoing everywhere. In the darkness, countless men were hacked to the ground, their horrific deaths shrouded in the night.

At our shout, those who had already considered surrendering quickly dropped their weapons and, under the command of our soldiers, rushed out of the village gate, crouching motionless beside our armies with their hands over their heads.

The bandits, already in a state of panic and disarray, no longer heeded Aunt Gu's orders. Seeing that their surrendered comrades could live, they swarmed to the sides, abandoning their weapons. Aunt Gu, enraged, continued killing relentlessly, her eyes bloodshot, a veritable killing monster. The bandits, terrified, cried out, "Our leader has gone mad!" This time, all ten thousand or so men lost their will to fight and were captured by our army.

A loyal man beside Granny Gu rushed to her side, saying, "Chief, it's over, everything's over. Let's escape while things are still chaotic."

Granny Gu screamed, "No! You cowards, I'll kill you!" A cold glint flashed from her willow-leaf blade, and she cut the man off his horse.

"Chief, you...you even killed me..." His head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Granny Gu was stunned for a moment, then regained her senses, jumped off her horse, and kept pushing the man's corpse, crying, "Brother Xu, Brother Xu, I didn't mean to, please wake up!" She was already sobbing as she cried.

This man's name was Xu Da, and he was from Granny Gu's hometown. He and Granny Gu had grown up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts. Later, Granny Gu traveled around with her father, performing for a living. After her father's death, she was taken by Gu Dadan to be his wife. One year, Gu Dadan raided her hometown, and Xu Da, a man named Xu Da, followed her and became her most loyal confidant.

Although Gu Dadan didn't love him, there was still a sibling-like bond between them. Now, in a moment of madness, she accidentally killed Xu Da, and Gu Dadan was devastated.

She still had several hundred men under her command, Gu Dadan's original followers. Seeing that their master had regained her senses, they came over and advised, "Chief, if we don't fight our way out, Miss will have no one to save her."

Gu Dadan loved her daughter more than herself, and upon hearing this, she immediately sobered up, wiped away her tears, jumped onto her back, and shouted, "Go! Follow me and fight our way out!" Gu Dadan and her

several hundred men, mixed among the surrendered bandits, charged out of our encirclement in one fell swoop. These men were fearless and ready to die. Our army, with only eight hundred men in total, plus some who had surrendered, was no match for them. Fortunately, they had no will to fight, and at my signal, I let them pass.

I ordered my soldiers to guard the ten thousand prisoners, while I took only a hundred of my most elite men to pursue Granny Gu.

The rebel army fled halfway, only to find our main camp ablaze. Granny Gu was horrified. She led her troops forward, only to see a centurion leading a large contingent of Xu soldiers atop the camp, holding aloft a bloodied head and roaring, "The rebel general's head is here! If you do not surrender, he will be your example!"

Everyone looked up and saw that the bloodied head, its features faintly discernible in the firelight, was none other than Gu Zhong, the man who had risen from a minor officer to a major commander in charge of guarding the camp. This man was Gu Dadan's uncle, over fifty years old. Granny Gu, unable to believe she had killed her husband's only blood relative, was terrified. She swayed on her horse, nearly falling off.

But amidst the chaos of battle, the screams and cries of fighting all around quickly jolted her awake. Hearing the battle cries approaching from behind, as if pursuers were closing in, Granny Gu gritted her teeth and spurred her horse to flee up the mountain.

I had anticipated Granny Gu's burning desire for her daughter and her intention to attack the camp tonight, so I devised this plan, inflicting a crushing defeat on the enemy. My stronghold had already been fortified with a trap, and through fire, I captured nearly ten thousand enemy soldiers with fewer than a thousand men. The thousand enemy soldiers left behind were subdued by my previous strategy before Granny Gu and her army even arrived at my camp, their pressure points sealed.

The centurion, with only a hundred soldiers, tricked Granny Gu into fleeing into the deep mountains.

My two hundred men from both sides met and pursued the three hundred-plus enemy soldiers fleeing up the mountain. Our army, like wolves and tigers, routed the bandits, who cried out in despair and

fled in utter panic, offering no resistance whatsoever. The pursuers swiftly caught up, hacking them to pieces in the desolate mountains. Aunt Gu led her defeated troops, fleeing in panic and disarray, scattering them without regard for their path, fleeing only towards the mountains. She desperately tried to penetrate deeper into the mountains, hoping the enemy would be unfamiliar with the terrain and she could escape. The sounds of battle echoed behind her, clearly indicating that Xu's army had not given up the pursuit.

As dawn approached, Aunt Gu finally reined in her horse and looked back. She saw only a dozen or so of her most loyal remaining soldiers, all on horseback, able to keep up with her pace.

Her warhorse, Liang, was a thoroughbred. Having fled a great distance, she was confident no one could catch her, so she slowed her pace and was about to dismount to rest when she suddenly heard a voice nearby, "Aunt Gu, it's been a long time!"

Aunt Gu turned around in shock, only to see a general in silver armor leaping towards her with incredible speed. In a flash, he stood before her, blocking her path.

Aunt Gu was both shocked and furious. This was the man who had killed five of her generals, kidnapped her beloved daughter, and caused her utter defeat. Her husband's and her own decades of hard work had been destroyed in an instant. How could she not be heartbroken?

She had long harbored a suicidal intent. She leaped from her horse, somersaulting in the air, and brought two willow-leaf daggers down on my head: "You dog, I'll fight you to the death!"

The bandits behind Granny Gu were mostly her trusted confidants, protecting her as she fled to this place. Seeing only one pursuer ahead, though fearful of his unparalleled martial arts, they were willing to risk their lives to hold him off for a while, hoping Granny Gu could escape. A dozen men immediately shouted, "Leader, run! We'll hold him off for a bit!"

Granny Gu wasn't stupid; after a brief exchange, she turned and fled. The dozen men who rushed out from behind swarmed her, not caring whether I was armed with a knife or a gun, and pounced on me, trying to pin me down. These men were all Granny Gu's loyal followers; keeping them alive was pointless. Close combat with spears was no longer convenient, so I abandoned my silver spear. Before they could even react, a flurry of palm strikes sent the dozen or so men flying backward, each collapsing to the ground spitting blood. They barely managed a few breaths before their souls departed for the afterlife.

"Granny Gu, your entire army is wiped out, and your beloved daughter is in my hands. Where do you think you can run to?" I shouted, watching their retreating figures disappear into the distance.

Granny Gu shuddered and turned around…

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