The Righteous Man's Search for His Wife [Complete] - 8

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Chapter 106 A Scheme to Win Over Lady Wang

Let's talk about Xu Zhengqi's plot to seduce several important figures in the Jia family. Will he succeed? Read on to find out.

As evening fell, only six people remained in the secluded courtyard: Xu Zhengqi, Lady Wang, Jia Baoyu, Wang Xifeng, Aunt Xue, and Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Xue and Aunt Zhao were asleep in the outer room, while Lady Wang and I shared a room with two sick people. I stayed in the outer room, and Lady Wang stayed with me in the inner room.

Since Jia Baoyu fell into a coma, Lady Wang had been extremely worried. Although I had boasted, it hadn't eased her anxiety for her son. It seemed she wouldn't be happy unless Jia Baoyu recovered.

"Lady Wang, it's past midnight. You should go to sleep early," I said to Lady Wang as I entered the inner room.

Lady Wang glanced at me, then looked at Jia Baoyu before saying, "Mr. Xu, do you think Bao'er will definitely wake up in three days?"

"Of course."

"Then why can't he wake up in just one day?"

"Lady Wang, this illness comes on suddenly, and besides, your son has been afflicted by an evil spell; he must be exhausted. He needs to rest for a couple of days until he's almost fully recovered before he can wake up."

Lady Wang sat by Jia Baoyu's bedside, gazing at him blankly, her maternal love evident. In this warm atmosphere, Lady Wang had no idea that a nine-foot-tall lecherous wolf was watching her with gleaming, predatory eyes.

Seeing her concern for Jia Baoyu, a plan formed in my mind.

"Madam, do you truly wish for your son to wake up soon?"

Madam Wang turned around and said, "Of course! Every day Bao'er remains unconscious, my heart aches with pain. If only Bao'er could wake up sooner, how wonderful that would be!"

"Actually, there are ways to help your son wake up sooner, but..." I pretended to hesitate.

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang immediately perked up and said, "Mr. Xu, do you have another good plan?"

"I do have a good plan, but... this... is difficult!"

Madam Wang was displeased and said, "What's so difficult about it? Just tell me, and if it can cure my son sooner, I'll even pluck the moon from the sky for you."

I smiled slightly and said seriously, "Actually, the evil spell your son is afflicted with is extremely vicious. Even if he wakes up in three days, he'll need to lie in bed for a year or two to completely eradicate the evil."

Madam Wang became anxious and said, "Mr. Xu, why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Madam, don't be anxious. Actually, there is another good plan, but this plan... is somewhat... somewhat against ethics and morality!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang also hesitated. If this method of saving Jia Baoyu violated ethics and morality, then she would have to consider it.

Madam Wang thought for a long time, then raised her head firmly, as if she had made a great decision.

“Mr. Xu, you should tell me what kind of brilliant plan this is. I’ll make a decision after I know it.”

Seeing the determination on her face, I knew my scheme was half successful. So I slowly and deliberately explained my “brilliant plan.”

“In medicine, there’s the saying of fighting poison with poison. And in this method of breaking evil spells, there’s also the saying of fighting evil with evil.” Madam Wang didn’t know what I was going to say, so she listened quietly to me continue.

“Your son is afflicted by witchcraft and evil magic, and ordinary chicken blood and dog blood are usually the most effective at exorcising evil. However, chicken blood and dog blood are generally used to exorcise ghosts and break demons. They can only remove some low-level demons and ghosts. But the evil that your son is afflicted by is extraordinary. He has been subjected to witchcraft and possessed by a vengeful ghost. Even if the vengeful ghost is driven away, your son will definitely suffer great mental damage. His three souls and seven spirits will be shaken. At that time, there will be no major harm to his body. But nine times out of ten, your son will become an idiot.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang was so frightened that she stood up and walked to me, saying, “Bao’er has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood. How can she become an idiot? Mr. Xu, you must save my Bao’er!”

As she spoke, she grabbed my hand, her legs went weak, and she almost knelt down. I quickly helped her up, and my right hand happened to be pressed against her pair of large breasts. They felt very soft, and if I touched them, it would definitely feel very comfortable.

Madam Wang's mind was in turmoil. She didn't realize how close they were; her upper body almost fell into my arms, her desire surging within her.

But restraint would ruin everything. With unwavering self-control, I suppressed the urge and helped Madam Wang sit back on the edge of the bed. I said, "Don't worry, Madam. With me here, I will make sure your son doesn't become a fool."

After comforting her for a while, Madam Wang's emotions gradually calmed down. I spoke again, "This good plan is also related to blood. However, because it is so contrary to common sense, most people don't know about it, and even those who do know wouldn't dare to speak of it or use it recklessly."

Madam Wang said, "Am I the one who should bleed you, Mr. Xu? As long as it can save Bao'er, I'd give my old life for it!"

"No need for that. As I just said, this matter is against morality." I paused before getting to the point, "Actually, if you can apply the blood from the private parts of the patient's closest female relative to the space between your son's eyebrows, he will definitely wake up overnight."

Madam Wang was shocked and said, "You... what did you say?" She was extremely embarrassed and angry, and her fair face flushed red.

"Madam, if you truly care about your son, what's there to be reluctant about this little bit of blood?"

Madam Wang lowered her head in embarrassment, murmuring, "No... it's just... how can this be from a woman... what about the blood on it?"

I pretended to be serious and said, "That's why I just told you, Madam, some things are a little against morality. Moreover, this blood must be the blood of ecstasy to be useful!"

"The blood of ecstasy?" "

The blood of ecstasy is actually the blood that flows out when a woman reaches orgasm after intercourse with a man, and then, unable to endure it for long, her genitals tear. That's called the blood of ecstasy."

Madam Wang's face changed drastically upon hearing this, a hint of anger flashing across her face. She said, "Young Master Xu, is this really true?"

"Absolutely true. If Madam has any concerns, there's no need for this. As long as your son recuperates for a year or two after three days, perhaps he won't become a fool."

Hearing me say this, Madam Wang hesitated again.

She secretly wondered if what Young Master Xu said was true or false. If it's fake, I'll tear him to pieces. But if it's real, what if Baoyu, a perfectly healthy young man, becomes a fool? But this blood needs to be the ecstatic blood of Baoyu's closest female relative, which means...it needs my...my blood from there!

And this blood has to be ecstatic. What am I going to do? That old man at home hasn't slept with me much for over ten years; that harlot Zhao outside has been squeezing his penis dry. The other day when I wanted it, his penis just barely touched my body before he finished, it's infuriating!

What man can...can make me...make me reach orgasm? I've only ever enjoyed it with my own hands! And to make me bleed from there, just thinking about it makes me shudder, who has such a thick foundation?

As Madam Wang thought about this, she actually looked up and sized up the nine-foot-tall, burly Xu Zhengqi, her eyes glancing downwards.

"Madam, have you made up your mind?"

Madam Wang was startled, a blush rising to her neck. After a long pause, she stammered, "As a mother, I naturally cannot stand by and watch my own child die, but your method is too..."

I knew she was beginning to waver; if I just continued to offer her sweet words, I was guaranteed to win her over.

"Madam, do you know that extraordinary measures are needed for extraordinary circumstances? Your doctor is using unorthodox techniques, which cannot be cured by ordinary methods. I have no other choice!"

Hearing this, Madam Wang could only nod and say, "Alright, that's the only way. But... but my husband is getting old, I'm afraid..."

I understood; she meant Jia Zheng was already past his prime. A smug smile appeared on my lips as I said, "Madam, to be honest, I'm Daiyu's uncle-in-law, and by seniority, Bao'er's uncle-in-law too. We should at least do our best for our own nephew."

Some things don't need to be said outright. Madam Wang was a smart woman; how could she not understand? Her hesitation vanished instantly. She remained silent and made no move.

I saw this clearly. Having slept with women for years, I knew exactly what she meant. I stepped forward and pulled Madam Wang into my arms.

Madam Wang was startled, her body trembling slightly, but ultimately she didn't resist, clearly allowing me to do as I pleased.

Holding Lady Wang's voluptuous body, her smooth skin, even through layers of luxurious clothing, couldn't be hidden from my lustful eyes. Amidst the flickering sparks in my mind, the ecstasy intensified exponentially—the excitement of being able to have sex with Jia Baoyu's mother was truly extraordinary. That scoundrel Jia Baoyu, that freak, I'll have your mother today!
Such a simple embrace could send my battle-hardened heart into a frenzy, a thunderous roar.

The man's embrace carried an endless heat, penetrating Lady Wang's long-dormant heart. Her body, long untouched by a man, was now, with this gentle embrace, like a volcano's pent-up desire. The tingling sensation from his hands sent a shiver through the middle-aged beauty. Lady Wang never imagined that such a simple embrace would unleash all the pent-up desire within her.

These hands were simply demonic. Thinking of the other voluptuous beauties, an endless shyness welled up in her heart. She thought to herself, "How useless I am! It was just a light embrace."

But the more embarrassed she felt, the more the shock and pleasure in Madam Wang's heart surged like a tidal wave, growing ever stronger. Yet, the dignified beauty, her heart a tempest of emotions, dared not show any sign of wavering. She could only transform all her complex feelings into layers of blush, spreading across her delicate face.

The raging desire ignited by the man's invincible power began to take root and sprout in this ambiguous embrace, wildly absorbing rich nourishment in the enchanting and fiery atmosphere, growing rapidly in the intimate space between them.

"Mmm!" A barely perceptible, soft, seductive sound escaped her lips. Madam Wang clearly felt the sudden, intense pressure of the man's erection. Her plump, fragrant buttocks, bearing the weight of the surging foreign object, created a captivating little vortex on her voluptuous figure, trembling gently and rippling slowly.

"Madam, are you ready?" The man's half-comforting, half-feigned concern made Madam Wang lower her head even more shyly, almost touching her large breasts. I tightened my grip, filling the already pitiful gap between us completely. What disgusted Madam Wang even more was that his naturally perfect weapon seemed to pierce into the middle-aged beauty's buttocks like a sharp cone, lingering hatefully between her fragrant, plump crevices with the gentle pressure.

"Ah!" Lady Wang used all her strength to stop the gasp that was about to escape her lips. Overwhelmed by shame, the spark in her eyes flickered rapidly like a torch in a storm. At this moment, she was sitting entirely on the man's shameful member, experiencing strange sensations with each subtle rise and fall.

"Get up, leave him!" Her heart cried out anxiously, repeatedly trying to save the beautiful woman who was heading towards the abyss. The desire to cheat on her husband was torn between pleasure and guilt, leaving her mind in turmoil and overwhelmed with shame.

"No, no! All of this is for Bao'er! Don't blame me, it's Jia Zheng's fault for being incapable. If he were capable, would I need to find someone else?" Lady Wang fiercely suppressed the pitiful rebellious spirit that had just risen within her.

"Ah—Young Master Xu…no…don't!" Madam Wang didn't utter a sound, but the panic in her beautiful eyes betrayed her cries, which resonated deep within my heart. Her soft pleading was punctuated by a sudden, terrifying, frenzied, unexpected, insatiable hand that was already pressed against her enormous breasts!

Good heavens! He dared to be so bold! She had barely finished speaking when he forced his burning hand inside her clothes, and not only that, he forcefully tore her undergarments and bodice!

Ugh! No, even if it's to save Baoyu, this…this doesn't seem right. Heavens, help! Madam Wang's fear made her forget to conceal her actions; her tense hand gripped the hand that was climbing towards her other breast!

The smooth, creamy skin gradually heated under my palm. Like a dragon entering the sea, the five fingers, though encountering some resistance, still slowly but resolutely advanced upwards.

What to do? What to do? Could it be…?

A series of questions echoed in the heart of this voluptuous and mature beauty.

In that brief moment of hesitation, “Boom!” Like lightning striking fire, my relentless hand finally enveloped the woman's other full, firm breast. The nipple, which had grown large without her noticing, was now caught between my fingers, being rubbed and pulled!

I continued my attack, slowly moving towards the woman's legs, but unexpectedly, like a Cheng Yaojin appearing at the crossroads, the woman's hands firmly gripped it, pulling hard, as if trying to pull it out of her clothes.

Hehe, a wicked smile curved my lips. My hand, holding the large breast, quickly moved down, tearing open her clothes and enveloping her private parts, feeling her tender, smooth flesh!

“Mmm!” A surge of shame and anger erupted. The woman's body instantly stiffened, her face changing drastically. My actions had exceeded the limits of her mental capacity!

"How dare you! Stop!" The rebuke surging in my heart was about to burst from my lips when I quickly said, "Don't you want to save your precious son?"

Madam Wang hesitated, and before she could answer, her lips were sealed by a thick pair of lips.

"Mmm—" Madam Wang froze again, trying to resist, but the arms of the lecherous man embracing her from behind were so strong and powerful, and she was just a woman, delicate and frail.

"Ah—" Her dress fluttered like a colorful butterfly, cheering in the air. Someone let out the first passionate cry, and boundless spring was about to unfold!

"For your son's sake, we must do this!" I gazed firmly into Madam Wang's eyes. Left with no choice, Madam Wang nodded, but said, "Xu... let's go to the outer room."

"No, right here! On your son's bed. Only this way will you be more excited, and your climax will come faster."

Madam Wang's heart also fluttered. Making love on her son's bed, with her son lying beside her—oh—it's too stimulating! I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it; my desires have already overflowed.

Madam Wang acquiesced, slowly lying down beside Jia Baoyu, her legs clamping even tighter. I parted them forcefully, and everything became clearly visible.

Jia Baoyu, oh Jia Baoyu, did you ever imagine that your own mother would be having sex with someone else right beside you? Excitement surged through me, and I could no longer contain myself. My wild, throbbing erection, with boundless power, aimed at my target and thrust in hard…

“Ah—” A tearing, blissful pain overwhelmed the beautiful woman. Although she was no longer a girl, she hadn't experienced intimacy for several years. Furthermore, Jia Zheng's penis was small, like a pencil; how could her precious place withstand such a massive impact? Two inexplicable tear tracks silently streamed down her pale face. Tears, whether of joy or pain, rippled with unspoken suffering in her eyes!

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To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter!

Chapter 107: One Battle After

Another The night was past midnight, and Lady Wang was already lost in pleasure. She collapsed onto me, embracing me, and passed out from the ecstasy. She had completely forgotten about giving Jia Baoyu his “blood.”

Still not satisfied, I gently kneaded Madam Wang's breasts and buttocks, my manhood still stubbornly defiant. I thought of my ample endowment; I wouldn't be afraid of a hundred women, let alone a delicate noblewoman like Madam Wang. How could she possibly satisfy me?

But no rush, for there were still three women available in this courtyard.

I gently pushed Madam Wang aside, grabbed another quilt to cover her, and then shifted my gaze to the unconscious Wang Xifeng on the other bed.

Some say opportunities are fleeting, and chance is something you can't force. If I were a gentleman, I would absolutely not take advantage of Wang Xifeng's vulnerability. But am I, Xu Zhengqi, a gentleman? The answer is clearly no.

Faced with such beauty, those who can remain unmoved, besides those thin-skinned monks and those who feign virtue, are all hypocrites. What man in the world could resist such temptation? For men, women are a history of conquest.

Men conquer the world to conquer women; women conquer men to conquer the world.

I, Xu Zhengqi, have no desires. Money? I'll just visit a few wealthy families a few more times. Power? I'm a master martial artist; the bigger the fist, the greater the power. Influence? I haven't found any benefit it brings me, so I don't need it.

I can do whatever I want. Sometimes, to conquer women, I'll use tricks and schemes. That's just to make the process of conquering women more exciting, to avoid being too dull and losing the wonderful feeling of hunting for beauty.

Wang Xifeng. What kind of person is she?

First of all, she is very beautiful, yes, truly beautiful, only slightly less so than a peerless beauty like Lin Daiyu. It's not that she's uglier than Lin Daiyu; if you've seen both of them, you'll understand. When you face these two peerless beauties, you might have the illusion that Lin Daiyu is just a little bit more beautiful.

Why? Indeed, the difference in temperament and attitude towards life determines this subtle difference. To put it bluntly, Lin Daiyu, though sharp-tongued, was kind-hearted; Wang Xifeng, though adept at social maneuvering, was hypocritical, treacherous, and cunning. This subtle difference gives them distinct impressions and makes it difficult to discern which is more beautiful!

From Wang Xifeng's almond-shaped eyes alone, I can tell she's adept at wielding power and influence. Under the favor of Grandmother Jia, she manages all affairs of the Rongguo Mansion, large and small. Within the inner palace, she is practically second only to the matriarch.

Given her important position, it's unbelievable that she wouldn't line her own pockets and seek personal gain.

Rumors even circulate that she frequently accepts exorbitant sums of money from outsiders who entrust the Jia family with tasks, using

these funds for her own expenses. Wang Xifeng undoubtedly did this quite often. Those who sought favors for the Jia family all came with large sums of money, from the gatekeepers to powerful figures like Wang Xifeng—everyone needed to be bribed.

I only stayed at the inn for a few nights, but I often heard people talking about the Rongguo Mansion. People frequently mentioned that Wang Xifeng was a major cancer in the Rong family. I wonder how many heinous things she did for those seeking favors? I heard she caused a woman named Jin Ge to hang herself, and Jin Ge's lover also died for love. Some superstitious people always spout nonsense about karma and that the time just hadn't come yet.

Wang Xifeng lay peacefully on the bed. Even in her unconscious state, her phoenix-shaped eyes still exuded a certain arrogance.

Wang Xifeng's skin was as smooth as jade, and her figure was already as ripe as a peach. Although her triangular eyes weren't particularly beautiful, there was a subtle allure in her gaze, perhaps even she herself wasn't aware of it. A person with such allure is insatiable in bed, a born wanton woman. Once she has tasted the pleasures of love, this nature cannot be suppressed.

It's clear that Jia Lian's household couldn't satisfy this wanton woman. Unable to contain his excitement, his hands were already on Wang Xifeng's unusually full breasts. Perhaps it was genetic, but among the women of the Rongguo Mansion, very few had small breasts; Wang Xifeng was exceptionally large. As she grew older, they might even surpass Madam Wang's in size.

Her hips were as big as a round basin; women like this always had extremely strong sexual desires.

I had already freed her from her restraints, and before me lay a pleasingly naked woman. Surprisingly, her waist wasn't as slender as her hips; instead, it was exceptionally delicate, with a perfect S-curve. The temperature in the room rose higher and higher.

I reached out and unceremoniously fondled Wang Xifeng's enormous breasts. Fortunately, they were very elastic, showing no signs of diminishing despite Jia Lian's ministrations.

The demonic hand, imbued with potent internal energy, acted directly on Wang Xifeng. Even though she was unconscious, the primal desire within her had been ignited by me. Her delicate, jade-like skin was glistening with fragrant sweat, and the subtle scent of a young woman permeated the room. Freed

from the constraints of clothing, Wang Xifeng's soft, perky breasts trembled gently, a trembling of pure bliss. But the trembling quickly intensified under the stimulation of my tongue. After suckling her left breast, I moved on to her right. My hands were never idle, roaming over Wang Xifeng's fair, smooth, flawless body countless times, leaving no place untouched, especially her glistening thighs, which I fondled with relentless caress.

When my hand, still wet with Wang Xifeng's love juices, returned to her swollen, engorged breasts, the unconscious Wang Xifeng surprisingly made some faint, indistinct sounds. I was startled; could it be that Wang Xifeng was alright?

Looking at her tightly closed face, her lips twitching slightly, there was no sign of waking. I'd heard that people dream about lovemaking in their sleep; perhaps for Wang Xifeng now, it was just a dream.

In her unconscious state, Wang Xifeng was completely lost. She knew nothing and could do nothing. The man's scent pressed against her was so strong. She clung to him, intentionally or unintentionally, as if trying to grasp something, to gain something. In her confused heart, she knew she might lose something, something that would never be regained. Yet, she couldn't express it in words, couldn't articulate what she wanted. She could only pant, moan softly, and cling to him tenderly, wanting to gain something from him, just like the pleasure that had just enveloped her body.

I leered at Wang Xifeng's flushed face, which she could no longer suppress. Today, this beautiful and venomous woman would become my mount. But that wasn't enough. I wanted more than just Wang Xifeng's body; I wanted her utter debauchery, her complete and utter immersion in the sea of desire.

Although my actions were rough and excessive, it didn't matter to Wang Xifeng, whose heart was filled with lust. His roughness would soon be effortlessly absorbed by her body, its power fully released within her. Unknown shame and anticipation clashed for control deep within her heart, and her sense of helplessness made her moan even more softly.

My hands forcefully pried open Wang Xifeng's tightly closed legs, and an incredibly intense surge of power rushed completely into her body. The excruciating pain caused Wang Xifeng's previously loosened legs to clamp tightly together, her hard member completely absorbed, its heat pressing firmly against her most delicate skin.

Even though she was already a married woman, she had never experienced such a "severe blow!" Wang Xifeng, still unconscious, finally cried out, "Ah!" Although I reined in my horse in time, refraining from a rough and forceful advance, the pain, the desire streaming down her face, and the furrowed brows of Wang Xifeng still pained me deeply. I held her trembling, childlike body tightly, gently licking away her tears, and lightly wiping her sensitive breasts with my hands. It took a long, long time for Wang Xifeng to recover from her initial discomfort. Our

lips pressed together more and more tightly, and the intimate contact between our skin allowed me to fully understand that Wang Xifeng had recovered from the pain; the tingling sensation induced by my teasing had returned to her body.

I supported Wang Xifeng's jade-like buttocks, whiter than mutton fat, to better align our positions, and slowly began to thrust...

...

"Slap slap slap..." A series of flesh-on-flesh sounds rang out just as Aunt Zhao's fragrant shoulder was about to slam into the window. A strange passion surged into her mind, and the rapid, rapid impacts, like a thunderbolt, left the beautiful woman's mind blank. Her powerless body collapsed limply against the window.

Seeing Baoyu and Xifeng acting so erratically today filled Aunt Zhao with immense pleasure. Yes, that's right, she had orchestrated all of this. Ever since that woman named Granny Ma came to the mansion last time, Aunt Zhao had finally made up her mind to kill the two of them.

That's right. If Jia Baoyu didn't die, how could my son Jia Huan be made the official wife? If Jia Baoyu died, Jia Huan would be Jia Zheng's only heir. After that, wouldn't everything in the Rongguo Mansion belong to my son and me?

Wang Xifeng, you deserve it! Who told you to always give us, mother and son, such a cold shoulder, whether intentionally or unintentionally? Not to mention Huan'er, you've made me lose face too. After all, I'm your elder, what right do you have to lecture me?

But fate had other plans. Just when the conspiracy was about to succeed, a savior descended from the heavens—not just any savior, but a towering figure over nine feet tall! With a few words, he dismissed everyone, and I heard he even boasted that he could wake Bao and Feng within three days.

How could this be? I worked so hard, spending over five hundred taels of silver and writing an IOU for a thousand taels to Granny Ma. How could I let this unexpected obstacle ruin everything?

No, I absolutely cannot allow this to happen. Heaven has eyes after all; out of so many women in the Rong Mansion, they chose me to be the "gatekeeper." If I don't seize this opportunity to "steal from the gate," how can I face Heaven?

"Ah—, what's going on? How can there be someone making love in this house?" A low, muffled sound seemed to disturb the couple inside, lost in the throes of passion. An endless, tingling pleasure enveloped the entire room. One thrust wildly, the other responded with unrestrained fervor, oblivious to the impending doom. How could they possibly notice the small commotion outside?

Good heavens! Could it be that young man surnamed Xu? Aunt Zhao's mind was in turmoil, a thousand thoughts racing through her mind. Could it be that this Xu was the one truly committing adultery, raping Wang Xifeng? By the dim light, Aunt Zhao saw two fleshy figures on the bed. That curvaceous figure—who else could it be but Wang Xifeng?

Confused and bewildered, Aunt Zhao blushed. She was a few years younger than Madam Wang, only in her early thirties, the prime of her life. The "heavenly melody of lovemaking" inside the room continued to haunt her, making her body heat up and her face burn.

Wang Xifeng is truly shameless! Who would have thought that this usually imposing and domineering woman could be so loud even in her sleep? And this Xu fellow is so strong and powerful, making such a racket—doesn't he care if anyone hears?! Aunt Zhao, who had never truly experienced the joys of lovemaking, felt a strange emotion rise within her. She braced herself against the door, trying to sneak away from this shameful scene. Before

the voluptuous woman could even regain her footing, a mournful cry from Wang Xifeng in her sleep made her involuntarily collapse back against the window, her deeply shaken heart churning with endless desire.

Wait a minute, wait a little longer—perhaps this is a golden opportunity to make amends. Where is Madam Wang? Isn't she sleeping in this room too?

Through the moonlight, Aunt Zhao clearly saw a body on another bed, its face covered in damp hair. Ah—could it be that even Madam Wang was raped by this Xu fellow?

Haha, wonderful, wonderful! As long as I use this to blackmail this Xu fellow, my grand plan can proceed as scheduled. Aunt Zhao grew increasingly excited, part of which stemmed from physical pleasure.

"Slap slap slap..." The strange sounds rang out again, growing louder and faster.

"Ah! It's happening again!" Aunt Zhao's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, her legs clamped tightly together. One of her delicate hands, unable to withstand the rapid bombardment, reached for her breasts.

Unconsciously, Aunt Zhao, sitting by the window, had completely lost her strength. If it weren't for the roof board against her, her voluptuous body would have already collapsed to the ground. Aunt Zhao subconsciously thought, "How terrifying! This Xu fellow is simply inhuman. Who can fight like this for half an hour straight? I never imagined Wang Xifeng could withstand it. It seems she's a harlot too."
A strange stimulation swept through Aunt Zhao's heart. She, who had never been particularly respectful, had never imagined she would one day be eavesdropping on others making love outside the door! But this unimaginable thing had happened. It happened so suddenly, so violently! It drained her of all her strength! Even the urge to rush in and accuse them turned into endless heat, filling her resentful heart.

Aunt Zhao couldn't move her feet no matter what. She cried out in her heart countless times, "Rush in! Rush in! Catch them in their adultery! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" But human curiosity relentlessly shattered her accumulated strength time and time again. The passionate thrusting and reciprocation inside the room seemed like a curse, seeping into her heart and etching a deep mark on her mind.

She would never forget it in this lifetime! She didn't know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, perhaps a very long time; the beautiful woman, tormented every second, was still struggling desperately. Since Jia Zheng couldn't satisfy her, why didn't she seek pleasure for herself? Perhaps, that Xu fellow would also take a liking to her. Aunt Zhao grew increasingly excited, her lower body reacting with a surging, muddy sensation. No matter how tightly she squeezed her legs together, the shameful spring rain still washed over her jade gate, soaking her clothes.

The sounds of thrusting inside reached another climax. The beautiful woman outside, watching the man and woman engaged in "old man pushing a cart" inside, simultaneously felt a sudden tremor deep within her valley, and a thick, sweet nectar erupted in that instant. "

Heavens!" Aunt Zhao cried out inwardly, her soul soaring to the heavens, as if she were floating on clouds, ethereal and blissful!

After a long while, Aunt Zhao, regaining her senses, moved her delicate body. Ignoring the muddy sensation in her valley and her great discomfort, she tried to turn and escape. But in that instant, the suddenly opened door caught her off guard, causing her to fall into the room, into a broad, fiery embrace, into a new world of sexual bliss she had never imagined!

"Ah!" The voluptuous woman's startled cry, both embarrassed and shocked, roused her from her shock at the unexpected turn of events. She cried out and hastily pushed against my chest, disregarding the other woman's naked body in her haste, wanting only to escape this most embarrassing scene imaginable.

Unfortunately, in my dazed state, I didn't care who she was. Although her head was bowed low, her full figure, enormous breasts, and high, rounded buttocks were clearly visible to me. I had known she was there from the moment she reached the window, but feeling no danger, and being a woman, I was naturally happy to let her peek.

Actually, I felt even more ashamed; watching a play always requires a ticket, right?

The voluptuous body in my arms, the mature fragrance emanating from the woman, irresistibly assaulted my senses. I scooped her up and threw myself onto the bruised and battered bed. Even in this situation, I didn't forget to close the door behind me!

"Ah—no!" Aunt Zhao cried out, "I, I'm Jia Zheng's concubine!" The slut struggled fiercely, even resorting to punches and kicks.

"You, no! Don't touch me, I won't tell anyone about your rape. Please spare me!" Aunt Zhao finally raised her head, looking at me helplessly.

"Heh, you dare threaten me?" I smiled slightly, "Hmph, I didn't expect the culprit to deliver himself to my door!"

Aunt Zhao stopped struggling, feigning composure, and said, "What, what did you say? I don't understand?"

"Heh heh, don't understand? You and I both know perfectly well that Bao and Feng's madness has nothing to do with you."

"This, how could this be? I'm Baoyu's aunt, in other words, I'm his second mother. How could I possibly harm him?"

"Stop pretending! Confess! How can we cure them both?"

"Young Master Xu... are you mistaken? How could I harm my own son? Are you mistaken?"

I sneered, "No, it's you!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao suddenly struggled, sat on the ground, and started wailing and crying, tears streaming down her face, shouting that she would go to Grandmother Jia to demand justice.

I had already set up a dragon-power barrier in the room; not a sound from here could be heard outside without my permission. Ignoring her crying, I quickly tore off her outer garment, revealing a bright red bodice. Compared to Wang Xifeng's even fuller breasts, the bodice was pushed high, revealing a deep cleavage, and her snow-white breasts made my eyes gleam.

I suddenly picked her up again and walked to the other side of the bed. Aunt Zhao tried her best, but her delicate fists and legs were like tickling me, utterly ineffective. In fact, they only amplified my enjoyment. It felt like holding a soft lump of flesh in my arms, my deep, heavy breathing grew even more rapid, and the lust within me raged even more fiercely. Like

a beast in heat, I pounced on the kang (heated brick bed) in a few strides, the startled prey roaring, shouting, punching, and kicking. But it was all in vain; in her frantic struggle, I gained the upper hand.

"Help...rape...!" Aunt Zhao feigned extreme panic, though her desire was already surging endlessly. She was still restrained by a layer of pride. Although she was a promiscuous woman and had many such thoughts, she had only ever had Jia Zheng as a man. Now, held in the arms of an even stronger man, Aunt Zhao had already secretly given her heart to him. She only resented this rude man's lack of understanding, his attempt to force himself on her—that would hurt! I came here for pleasure, not pain!

"Hehe...do you think you're a virtuous woman?" I held out my hand in front of her. "Look, where did this water stain come from?"

Aunt Zhao blushed deeply, giving me a seductive glance, and said, "Can't you...can't you be a little gentler?"

I laughed loudly, "Don't you wanton women like you love a man's roughness the most?"

"Hiss..." After a series of tearing sounds, Aunt Zhao's bodice covering her upper body was gone, leaving her only in a small pair of underwear.

Her enormous breasts finally burst out, so big that I couldn't even grasp them with one hand. I squeezed her huge breasts hard, kneading them with all my might.

"Ugh...gentle...gentle...I'm going to be crushed by you!" Although Aunt Zhao cried out in pain, she secretly wished I could be a little harder. This comfortable kneading was much stronger than Jia Zheng, who had no strength at all!

"Smack!" Without hesitation, I slapped Aunt Zhao's large, round buttocks hard. A red handprint immediately appeared on her pert, plump bottom, contrasting sharply with her delicate, white skin, as if extending a passionate invitation to me, creating a unique and alluring effect.

"Ah—" Aunt Zhao cried out in pain, her weak body thrashing and writhing incessantly.

"Hehe...you slut, I see you're enjoying it quite a bit!" Aunt Zhao was no longer able to distinguish between pain and pleasure, unable to tell which was which. Only the groans in her throat revealed her inner ecstasy! And on her full buttocks, besides their firmness and roundness, were also numerous intense marks!

The slaps, varying in pressure, were incredibly skillful, and the burning heat within the beautiful woman's body grew stronger, the groans in her throat becoming louder and louder.

After a series of brutal slaps, my agitation only intensified. Unable to restrain myself any longer, I ripped open her panties, and my enormous penis pierced her body…

“Ah—” Aunt Zhao had never experienced such a massive penetration in her life. She cried out, igniting a fierce battle…

Just as Aunt Zhao was about to reach her climax, I abruptly withdrew.

“No…no…don’t leave me!” Aunt Zhao endured endless torment, begging and pleading for me to return.

“If you tell me how to cure Bao Feng and the other woman, I’ll give it to you!”

After a whole night of work, we were finally getting to the point. Without the confession of this main culprit, how could I possibly break this evil witchcraft?

“Hmm…no!” Although Aunt Zhao was struggling to endure it, she was finally regaining her senses.

My demonic hands roamed freely over her body, my boundless inner energy spreading across her skin, causing a breathtaking blush, a blush so intense it seemed to drip with water.

"Ah—please…spare me!" Aunt Zhao wouldn't let go, and I urged her again with renewed vigor.

"Ah! Quick—quick, good man, I beg you, I'll do whatever you say! Just give it to me first, and I'll tell you after it's over, okay?" Aunt Zhao cried out in a coquettish voice, unable to bear the torment of desire any longer, and revealed the secret buried deep in her heart!

I chuckled, a great strategic victory, it seems my handsome man scheme has been a great success!

Now, I can enjoy this alluring, voluptuous, and plump beauty to my heart's content! I roared, aimed my waist at the target, and with a sudden burst of strength, thrust in…

Ah—, Aunt Zhao got what she wanted and fell into even more intense lovemaking once again…

Chapter 108 The Storm Is Brewing,

Xu Zhengqi Enters Jinling, Day Three.

Mount Tai.

"Father, good news, good news." A beautiful and delicate little girl ran to a middle-aged man's side.

"Tingting, what's wrong? Why are you so happy!" The middle-aged man had an imposing presence, but still showed affection for the girl.

"Father, that lecherous thief who bullied my mother and me last time has reappeared in the martial world! He's staying at an inn in Jinling City!"

*Bang!* The middle-aged man slammed his hand on the table and chair, rising to his feet. "Fine, I'll go gather reinforcements and hunt down this lecherous thief!" He turned to leave.

Zhang Tingting, a little worried, quickly said, "Father, that lecherous thief's martial arts are unfathomable. Our Five Mountains Sword Sect is no match for him."

A sinister glint flashed in Zhang Zhen's eyes. He said, "My dear daughter, take good care of your mother. She's been in a bad mood ever since the last alliance meeting. I have my own plans for this. Hmph—" Zhang Zhen's face darkened, and he hurried out the door…

…

Half a day later…

"Report—" A young, burly man carrying a long sword knelt on one knee before a high-ranking master in a grand chair, exuding the aura of a sect leader.

"What's the matter that's so urgent?" The middle-aged man's expression was strange. One of his hands was blue, the other red, clearly indicating he practiced a profound internal energy technique.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, Sect Leader Zhang of Mount Tai has sent a message via flying eagle, inviting the martial arts alliance to jointly punish the number one lecherous

villain in the world, the Nine-Foot Demon Xu Zhengqi!" "Oh? Is that so?" The sect leader's face darkened, his expression displeased.

He thought to himself, "That demon's martial arts are more than just profound; he's probably the number one master in the world now, not much different from the legendary One-Sword Dragon Xu Batian!" Before he could finish his thought, the messenger disciple continued, "Sect Leader, the Sect Leader of Mount Tai has sent out another earth-shattering message." The sect

leader, alarmed, said, "What message? Speak!"

The disciple hesitated, "Uh, Sect Leader Zhang said... said that the demon is... is the son of the legendary One-Sword Dragon—Xu Batian."

The middle-aged sect leader was so shocked that he suddenly stood up from his chair, exclaiming, "What?!"

The middle-aged sect leader was startled for a moment, then his brow furrowed before his expression relaxed. He thought, "Back in the day, my Huashan Sect produced two of the most beautiful women in the world. According to seniority, Hua Yuelan and Hua Yuehui are my senior sisters. Unfortunately, my master kept me in seclusion for ten years to cultivate the Huashan Qingxia Divine Skill so I could smoothly take over as sect leader, missing the chance to meet the two most beautiful women in the world. If this Xu Zhengqi is truly Xu Batian's son, wouldn't he be able to see those twins? Regardless of whether this Zhang guy is telling the truth or not, better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. I'll invite a few like-minded sects to go and exorcise the demon together. Even ants can kill an elephant, hehe..." "

Issue the martial arts decree of Yue Chaoqun, the sect leader of Huashan, inviting the Dongfang and Beihai families to join us in exorcising the demon!"

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

...

At the same time, Song Wanjiang, the head of the Chongshan Sword Sect, and Shi Jianfeng of the Hengshan Sword Sect, almost simultaneously received messages from Zhang Zhen, the head of the Taishan Sect, sent by eagles. The messages claimed that the Nine-Foot Demon was most likely the son of Xu Batian, the legendary Sword Master who had once shocked the world. The

messages stated that this son was inferior to his father, acting arbitrarily, a sign of demonic possession. Furthermore, the messages claimed that he possessed the world's number one divine skill—the Nine Transformations of Freedom! Both Song Wanjiang and Shi Jianfeng were extreme martial arts fanatics. Upon receiving the messages, they immediately announced to the martial arts world that they had accepted Taishan's invitation to eliminate the traitor.

...

Hengshan Sect.

"Reporting to our sect leader, Master Zhang of the Taishan Sect has sent a message by eagle, stating that the Nine-Foot Demon is residing in Jinling and inviting our sect to join us in eliminating this demon," a young nun reported.

"Hmph, that nine-foot-tall lecherous demon has deeply insulted our Buddhist sect. The Emei Sect has lost all face in the martial world, and it has dragged our Hengshan Sect down with it. He is utterly despicable and hateful!" Hengshan Sect Leader Jingxuan roared. "Issue my order to invite all the Shaolin Sects to join us in washing away the shame of our Buddhist sect!"

"Yes!"

...

In an instant, the entire martial world erupted into a frenzy, like boiling water. The pillars of the martial world—the Shaolin Sect, the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the rising families of the East and North Sea—all turned their attention to Xu Zhengqi. Meanwhile

, sects with good relations with Xu Batian, such as Tianshan, Diancang, Changjiang, Kunlun, Wudang, and the Beggars' Sect, led their disciples to Jinling with mixed feelings.

Many other smaller sects, some there to watch the spectacle, others hoping to profit, all flocked to Jinling. The martial

world, which had been calmed for several months due to the war, was reignited by the passion of Xu Zhengqi, that nine-foot-tall lecher. And I, the person involved, was currently enjoying the pleasures of one man and four women in a gentle embrace, completely unaware that the outside world had already been turned upside down. After having my way with Lady Wang, Wang Xifeng, and Aunt Zhao, I, still not satisfied, dragged the already aroused Aunt Xue into the fray. Four voluptuous women, large and small, squeezed onto a small double bed, lying on their soft, intertwined naked bodies. All twelve orifices, swollen and engorged, were finally satisfied, and I collapsed onto the "human bed" and fell fast asleep. The next day, I searched Wang Xifeng and Jia Baoyu's room and found two straw figures with their birth dates and times attached to them. After peeling off the two yellow papers with the birth dates and times written on them, Baoyu and Jia Baoyu both woke up leisurely in less than an hour. The entire Jia household was filled with joy. Jia Baoyu was unharmed, much to the relief of Old Madam Shi. Only Wang Xifeng's lips were slightly swollen; however, apart from a few people, no one knew that her lower mouth was also swollen! In addition, the three women responsible for caring for and guarding her—Madam Wang, Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Xue—were all slightly injured, but after my explanation that this was "taking the blame for her son" and nothing serious, everyone in the mansion was finally at ease. However, to prevent future trouble, besides Jia Baoyu, the four women and I still had to stay in this secluded courtyard for three more days to permanently eliminate any potential problems. So, during these three days, the four women were transformed into the standard "noble lady off the bed, harlot on the bed." Under my coercion and manipulation, the four women both loved and feared me, and no longer harbored any thoughts of resistance. On the fifth day, I returned to the inn with Lin Lan and Lin Xiangling, because the two demons, Ying Shi and her companion, were waking up today, and it wouldn't do for them to be left unattended. Meanwhile, something unusual happened today: all the other guests at the inn had left, and the inn was no longer accepting any more guests. I asked the waiter, who said the inn had been booked by a wealthy person. Because our courtyard was secluded and wouldn't be in the way, they didn't ask us to leave. Being skilled and daring, I didn't suspect anything, hiding amidst the women's gentle embrace, occasionally channeling some internal energy into Ying Shi and the other two, and no longer concerning myself with the matter. ... Nanchang Prefecture. "Sister, what should we do?" Hua Yuehui asked worriedly. Hua Yuelan bit her lip, finally making up her mind, and said, "Now we finally have news of Zheng'er. We've been waiting here for months, sisters, and haven't seen a single person. All the news about Zheng'er's whereabouts in the martial world must have been deliberately released by him. His purpose is to lure us to Jinling to see him. Now, various martial arts sects are issuing invitations to join forces against Zheng'er. Given Zheng'er's personality, he'll most likely disdain them. Little does he know, the so-called righteous path of the martial world is not skilled in martial arts, but in intrigue and treachery!" "Sister, what are we waiting for? Let's set off quickly!" Hua Yuehui urged. Hua Yuelan nodded, and without regard for the approaching sunset, bought two fine horses and traveled day and night to Jinling. ... Wuchang City. "Mother, do you think Brother Xu still remembers me?" a thirteen-year-old busty beauty asked a stunningly beautiful young woman. "Shaling is so pretty, your Brother Xu will definitely remember you," the stunningly beautiful young woman said affectionately, stroking the girl's head. "But why doesn't he come to play with me?" Jiang Shaling asked innocently , blinking her small eyes. "Your brother Xu is busy and can't get away," Jiang Rushui said, sighing inwardly, "Xu Qi, Xu Qi, where are you?" The two of them still didn't know her real name or face. "Mother, what's a lecherous demon? Lots of adults on the street say they're going to Jinling to get rid of some nine-foot demon, some kind of lecherous demon! Is it fun? Mother, I want to go play too!" Jiang Shaling pouted, acting spoiled. "Nonsense!" Jiang Rushui's face hardened, but afraid of scaring Jiang Shaling, she quickly said, "Jinling is too chaotic, and it's not our territory. It won't be appropriate for us to go after your father conquers Jinling!" Jiang Rushui was unhappy, saying, "Mother, we've been in Wuchang City for months, and it's not fun here at all." "Who told you to sneak off here? Didn't you ask for it?" Jiang Rushui laughed. "Hmph, I thought Brother Xu would come to Wuchang too. He's much better than Mom and Dad, at least he'll play with me." "Shasha, you're not little anymore, how can you play with boys?" "Hmph, I won't play with other boys. Those guys, as soon as they see me, they swarm around me, all trying to please me, they have no manly spirit at all. I hate it." Jiang Shaling acted like a little adult, actually commenting on men. Jiang Rushui chuckled and said, "Shasha, how old are you, and you already know what a man is?" Jiang Shaling looked smug and said, "Of course, Brother Xu is. He's not afraid of me at all, and he even plays games with me." Jiang Rushui smiled and said, "What games do you play?" Jiang Shaling tilted her head and said mysteriously, "Mom, this is a secret between me and Brother Xu! A secret!" Jiang Rushui's heart skipped a beat. If it weren't for the virginity mark on her daughter's arm, she would have really thought that the lecherous Xu had already made a move on her daughter. "Hmph, see if you dare not tell me." Jiang Rushui breathed on her slender hand and reached out to slip under Jiang Shaling's armpit.

Jiang Shaling darted away, slipperier than an eel, giggling, "Mother, come and chase me, hehehe..."

Jiang Rushui, like a large, colorful butterfly, chased after Jiang Shaling, creating a fragrant breeze, "Let's see where you can escape to... hehehe..."

...

Outside Pingjing City, a vast manor stretched to the sky, its houses extending for nearly a hundred miles. In the center stood a tall, magnificent building, resplendent in gold, adorned with dragons and phoenixes.

The hall was enormous, several thousand square meters filled with people on both sides, with one person facing south in the center, dressed in imperial robes. The entire hall resembled a court. But wasn't the court in Pingjing City? How could it be outside the city?

"Your Majesty!" A middle-aged man in court robes stepped forward from the crowd, kneeling on both knees.

The "Emperor" on the throne said, "Rise, what is it, my dear minister?" "

Your Majesty, the martial world is in chaos lately. We wish to form an alliance to fight this lecherous fiend named Xu Zhengqi!"

"Oh? Is that so? Who is this Xu Zhengqi? How can he possess such power to oppose the entire righteous path of the martial world?"

"Your Majesty, this Xu Zhengqi has only been in the martial world for a few months, but he has already committed several shocking acts. Among them, his ability to repel the five leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect with a single punch and his rape of the Emei Sect leader and his disciples are the most widely known."

The "Emperor" laughed heartily, saying, "No wonder Xu Zhengqi is called a lecherous fiend; he doesn't even spare nuns. He truly lives up to his name. However, judging from what you've said, my dear minister, his martial arts are unparalleled. He repelled five masters with a single punch. If such an unparalleled master could be put to my use, how could Zhou Houzhao possibly survive? The throne would be within my grasp in no time."

"My dear minister, whatever means you employ, you must recruit this man. If he refuses, hmph, it is better to kill him than to have him used by another!"

"Your subject obeys!"

Court adjourned—a duck-like quack echoed through the hall…

…

"Master, now all the righteous sects in the world are heading to Jinling. Our sect has been preparing for ten years, and what we lack is precisely this kind of heaven-sent opportunity. Furthermore, the world is in chaos now, which is the best opportunity for our sect to rise up!" A man in white robes and a white mask bowed to a stunningly beautiful middle-aged woman seated on the throne.

A group of people dressed in white and wearing white masks knelt down in unison, shouting, "Please give the order, Master!"

The stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, rose and drew a gleaming green longsword, saying, "Very well! I, Gongsun Da Niang, the thirteenth leader of the White Lotus Sect, hereby swear to the heavens: Maitreya will save the world and guide us to heaven. Since being betrayed and suppressed by the traitor Zhou Yuanzhang, the White Lotus Sect has undergone generations of struggle and finally established itself as a powerful force in the martial world. Now, our followers are spread throughout the southeast and northwest. At this opportune moment, Maitreya will guide us to heaven. Issue my order: raise an army and start a righteous uprising!"

The high-ranking members of the White Lotus Sect responded in unison.

"Maitreya will save the world and guide us to heaven!" "Maitreya will save the world and guide us to heaven!" These shouts echoed through the desolate sand valley, reaching the heavens.

At this point, I must mention the connection between the White Lotus Sect and the Ming Dynasty (which this book refers to as the "Great Zhou Dynasty"). To understand the White Lotus Religion, we can begin with the Ming Cult.

Historically, the Ming Cult originated in Persia and was also known as Manichaeism. Records indicate that "Manichaeism was introduced to China during the Tang Dynasty, and after the An Lushan Rebellion, it spread to the Uyghur Khaganate in the Mongolian steppe. The Uyghurs, having assisted in suppressing the rebellion, became protectors of Manichaeism in the interior. After the Uyghurs migrated westward in 840 AD, they brought Manichaeism to the area around present-day Turpan. Although Manichaeism was banned by the Tang government, it did not disappear and mainly circulated among the people along the southeastern coast. Because Manichaeism worshipped light, it was also called the Ming Cult." From then on, the Ming Cult became a secret folk religion. During the Five Dynasties period, Manichaeans in Chenzhou revolted, and the Fang La Rebellion in the Northern Song Dynasty was also organized and instigated by Ming Cult members.

According to relatively reliable historical records, the Red Turban Rebellion at the end of the Yuan Dynasty originated from the "White Lotus Society's incense burning and misleading of the masses." From the Yuan to the Qing Dynasty, the White Lotus Society "used various means, including medicine and divination, and trade, to spread throughout villages and personally teach its followers," making it the most widespread and active folk religious organization.

The *History of Ming* (Chapter 10) records: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Lin'er's father, Shantong, spread heretical rumors, claiming that 'the world will be in great chaos, and Maitreya Buddha will descend to earth.' Many ignorant people in Henan, Jiangnan, and Huainan believed him. Liu Futong from Yingzhou, along with his associates Du Zundao, Luo Wensu, and Sheng Wenyu, further claimed that 'Shantong is an eighth-generation descendant of Emperor Huizong of Song and will rule China.' They then killed a white horse and a black ox, swore an oath to Heaven and Earth, and plotted to rise in rebellion, using the red turban as their symbol."

Two points are noteworthy here: first, the purpose (or strategy) of the rebellion was "to restore the Song Dynasty." Later, Liu Futong supported Han Lin'er to become emperor, and the dynasty was also named "Song." Secondly, the White Lotus Sect's Buddhist nature is evident in its association with the lotus flower and Maitreya Buddha, both symbols and figures in Buddhism. The prophecy of "the birth of the Ming King," Han Lin'er's title of "Little Ming King," and the name of the Ming Dynasty can all be explained by relevant Buddhist scriptures, likely originating from White Lotus Sect doctrine. Later, Tang Sai'er, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, more directly referred to herself as "Buddha Mother."

So, is all of this unrelated to the Ming Cult? Not quite. The White Lotus Sect's doctrine shares many similarities with the Ming Cult. According to the White Lotus Sect, "there exist two opposing forces in the world called 'Light and Darkness,' representing goodness and truth; Darkness represents evil and injustice. These two forces are constantly fighting, past, present, and future. After Maitreya Buddha's descent, Light will ultimately triumph over Darkness." (The Historical Origins of the White Lotus Sect).

This so-called "two sects and three periods" theory (two sects being Light and Darkness, and three periods being Qingyang, Hongyang, and Baiyang) is precisely the fundamental doctrine of the Ming Cult, only the abstract "Father of Light" is replaced by the materialized Maitreya Buddha. Furthermore, the White Lotus sect's daily rituals, including "the sect leader often gathering people at night to worship lamps and recite sacred texts," closely resembled those of the Ming Cult.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Cult was not so weak as to have lost all its influence. According to the *General History of China*, "Wenzhou was also a place where Manichaeists were concentrated. There was a 'Qianguang Temple' there, a Ming Cult temple. Chen Gao of the late Yuan Dynasty mentioned it, noting that 'many people in Oujiang and Fujian followed the Ming Cult, and the followers were quite strict in their fasting and abstinence. They ate only one meal a day and recited and worshipped seven times a day and night. Some intellectuals studied Ming Cult classics and lived in seclusion there." This indicates that at least in the southeastern regions, the Ming Cult still had a certain influence. In addition, there was another secret folk organization that echoed the White Lotus sect, called the Maitreya Cult, also known as the Red Turban Rebellion led by Xu Shouhui and Peng Yingyu, which roamed the Hunan and Hubei regions. Its doctrines were largely similar.

Essentially, it can be said that the doctrines of the three religions had many commonalities, and the major uprisings at the end of the Yuan Dynasty were closely related to all three. Li Dongfang's book, *Detailed Account of the Ming Dynasty*, also states: "The true name of this revolutionary group is now difficult to ascertain. Outwardly, it was only a semi-public religion. Sometimes it was called 'Ming Cult,' sometimes 'White Lotus Cult,' and sometimes 'Maitreya Cult.' Its main slogan was: 'Maitreya Buddha descended to earth as the reincarnation of the 'Bright King' in the human world.' Its main precepts and activities were burning incense, lighting lamps, vegetarianism, and performing rituals." In May of the eleventh year of the Yuan Dynasty's Zhizheng era, "

Ming King" Han Shantong was murdered, and Liu Futong rebelled. The following spring, in February, Guo Zixing and Sun Deyan responded in Haozhou, and Zhu Yuanzhang joined them at that time. At that time, the world was in chaos, the Yuan Dynasty was teetering on the brink of collapse, and the trend of separatism had already taken hold. With powerful figures recruiting soldiers and waging wars, there was no need to use religion to win people's hearts or establish organizations. They likely had little interest in promoting religious doctrines, nor much time for holding worship services, chanting incantations, burning incense, lighting lamps, and other religious ceremonies.

Therefore, in essence, Zhu Yuanzhang... Zhu Yuanzhang was merely an opportunist within the White Lotus or Ming Cult, one of the millions who joined the tide of rebellion. Of course, Zhu Yuanzhang was far more than just an ordinary member. From joining the army in March of the eleventh year of the Yuan Dynasty's Zhizheng era to ascending the throne as Prince of Wu in January of the twenty-fourth year, in thirteen years, Zhu Yuanzhang conquered numerous warlords, eliminated the most powerful Chen Youliang, and repeatedly defeated Zhang Shicheng. He had control of most of southern China, and the signs of an emperor were taking shape. Unifying the country and ruling from the south was only a matter of time. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang issued an edict in the third year of the Hongwu era banning "heretical doctrines," including the Ming Cult and the White Lotus Cult.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang initially adopted a policy of "delaying the proclamation of kingship," and before the 24th year of the Yuan Dynasty's Zhizheng era, he consistently respected Han Lin'er's "Song" dynasty, serving as its vassal. However, to be fair, while their titles were nominally ruler and subject, their relationship was more like a mutually supportive alliance. Zhu Yuanzhang and the Han-Song regime had no administrative ties in politics, military affairs, or personnel matters; after all, the struggle for power relied on wisdom and strength.

Zhu Yuanzhang's empire was built through years of struggle and exceptional political and military capabilities, unrelated to his former allegiance or whether he adhered to the doctrines of the White Lotus Sect or the Ming Cult. The White Lotus Sect or the Ming Cult merely provided him with a stage to create the legendary tale of "emperors not being born into their positions," as stated in the *History of Ming*: "The rise of an emperor always requires pioneers to support his cause."

Most experts agree that the decline of the Ming Cult was largely due to the rulers' suppression of it. Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, seized power with the help of this influential sect, which had numerous followers in the southeast, northwest, and central plains. He adopted the "Ming" from the Ming Cult as the dynasty's name. However, fearing that the Ming Cult would threaten his rule, he issued a decree: "Those who falsely claim to be Maitreya Buddha, White Lotus Sect, Mingzun Sect, Baiyun Sect, etc., shall be strangled" (from the *Tang Ming Code*). This prohibited its activities, dispersed its followers, and destroyed temples, forcing Manichaeism underground and merging with Taoist and Buddhist folk worship.

Therefore, regardless of whether it was called the Ming Cult or the White Lotus Sect, the deep-seated hatred between this sect and the Ming Dynasty is readily apparent.

Under the court's suppression, the White Lotus Sect went underground, becoming a part of the darkness. As an opponent of the court, the righteous martial arts world naturally categorized it as part of the underworld. Therefore, conflicts between the righteous martial arts world and the White Lotus Sect have been frequent for centuries.

However, the White Lotus Sect primarily recruited members from among the poor, and its conflicts with the righteous martial arts world were minimal. Although the righteous martial arts world would kill them on sight, their clandestine nature made it virtually impossible to find any trace of their activities in the martial arts world. Thus, righteous martial arts sects like Shaolin and Wudang gradually forgot about the White Lotus Sect after many years.

But now, under the leadership of the thirteenth leader, Gongsun Da Niang, the White Lotus Sect has grown to over ten thousand members, enough to contend for supremacy in the Central Plains.

It truly is a case of "The clouds rise over the stream as the sun sets on the pavilion, a storm is brewing and the wind fills the tower."

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter!

Chapter 109 The Days to Come

On this day, Xu Zhengqi and the women stayed by the bedside of Ying Shi and the other two women, waiting for them to wake up.

Since being seriously injured by the turkey in the Misty Forest, the two women had been in a deep sleep. Every day, I infused them with a massive amount of dragon power. Fortunately, dragon power has extremely strong healing abilities, and within a month, their injuries had healed to about seventy or eighty percent. I estimated that the two women would wake up around noon today.

"Eek, eek," two soft, warbling sounds, and the two women awoke one after the other.

Overjoyed, I rushed to their bedside, saying, "Thank goodness, you're finally awake!"

Yingying had barely opened her eyes when she saw a large man's face in front of her. Startled, she screamed, "Ah—!" The thick snake's body straightened, and its tail swept across me, delivering a resounding thud that left me dizzy and slumped to the ground.

Shishi, having just woken up, saw my disheveled state and burst into laughter. The other women were also stunned, but soon joined in the laughter.

Yingying, still somewhat dazed, took a while to realize that she had hit Xu Zhengqi, the very man who had once stabbed her and shared life and death with her.

"Um, no… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Yingying said, blushing.

I sat awkwardly on the ground, patted my bottom, and stood up, saying, "Oh dear, thank goodness you didn't do it on purpose. If you had, I would have slapped your face crooked."

Yingying fidgeted, looking bewildered, while Lin Xiangling said nonchalantly, "It's better if it's crooked. Let's see if you can still use this face to seduce other girls."

"I'm innocent, Xiangling! How can you talk about your godfather like that? Your godfather was just helping someone in need. Your sister Qin can testify to that."

Lin Xiangling pouted and said, "Pah! Godfather? You're a year younger than me."

"Oh, our Xiangling has grown up now," Sister Wu teased.

Xiangling said, "Sister Wu, what she said is the truth. He really is a year younger than me."

Sister Wu laughed and said, "Xiangling, are you jealous? He's a year younger than you and he already has a wife, but Xiangling doesn't have a husband."

Xiangling protested, "Sister Wu, you're bullying me! I don't even want a husband!"

"Oh, everyone, listen to this! I didn't say you wanted a husband, you said it yourself!"

Lin Xiangling was so anxious she didn't know what to do, so she threw herself into Lin Lan's arms and said coquettishly, "Mother, look, Sister Wu is bullying your daughter."

Lin Lan smiled and hugged Lin Xiangling, saying, "Xiangling, be good. We won't stoop to their level. But Xiangling is of marriageable age now, we'll find you a good husband someday."

Lin Xiangling's eyes reddened with anxiety, and she choked out, "Mother, you're bullying me too."

"Alright, alright, my darling. I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore," Lin Lan comforted her, hugging her.

Sister Wu spoke up, "Xiangling, don't worry, even if you want to find another husband, our lecherous husband won't agree."

"Hey, why are we dragging me into this again?" I retorted.

Wu Zetian coldly replied, "Pretending."

I coughed awkwardly and turned to Yingying and Shishi, "Yingying, Shishi, are you feeling better now?"

Yingying and Shishi nodded in unison. Yingying was still a little embarrassed, but Shishi spoke up, "Xiaozheng, who are these ladies?"

I slapped my forehead, "Look how forgetful I am! Come, let me formally introduce you." I then introduced the women to each other. Actually, it was just a one-sided introduction; Yingying and Shishi had already told me their backgrounds at least seven or eight times.

After this introduction, the women became more familiar and less reserved than before. Although Yingying and Shishi had animal bodies, their faces were rarely seen in the human world. Coupled with his refined manners, he quickly won the favor of the women.

Shishi said to me, "Xiao Zheng, it's really strange. After this serious injury, I originally thought that even if I recovered, my power would be greatly reduced. But unexpectedly, I now seem to have gained decades of power again."

Yingying interjected, "Yes, Xiao Zheng, Shishi and I are the same. What's going on?"

I lowered my head and pondered for a while, then said, "Perhaps it's because I've been constantly channeling dragon power into you all for the past month."

"Dragon power?" Upon hearing this, the women all looked puzzled.

I smiled smugly, "Actually, it's like this..." and then explained my understanding of dragon power to them.

After I finished speaking, the women were all quite surprised. Shishi said, "I never thought that you, at such a young age, would have such a series of fortuitous encounters. The most precious treasures that so many people spend their entire lives trying to obtain, you've managed to possess all by yourself."

Lin Xiangling, hearing this, the innocent and pure-hearted girl also clamored to go deep into the mountains and forests to find rare treasures and become a martial arts master. Wu Zetian scolded, "Do you think obtaining a treasure will grant you unparalleled martial arts skills? Without Xiao Zheng's good fortune, who in the world could escape the clutches of the King of Hell?"

Lin Xiangling stuck out her tongue, not daring to answer. She had always been most afraid of this "Empress."

Qin Keqing, who hadn't spoken until now, finally said, "Isn't there a shortcut to martial arts?" Since her second life, she had become obsessed with martial arts, long since abandoning her original love of poetry and literature.

Wu Zetian shook her head and said, "To become a martial arts master, first, you need to consider your aptitude; second, the level of your training; and finally, your diligence. Don't be fooled by Xiao Zheng's current invincibility. It's because he has a strong foundation and unparalleled talent. He also had a fortuitous encounter that led to his current achievements. The hardships he endured are beyond your comprehension."

Of all the women, only Wu Zetian truly understood me. Just think, a three-year-old child had to run ten kilometers every day, lift a stone a hundred times, practice a hundred sets of boxing, and train internal energy for two hours straight. He could only sleep six hours a day. I lived like this for five years. How many people can understand the suffering I endured?

"Alright, let's not dwell on these old stories," I waved my hand, stopping everyone from continuing the discussion.

Wu Zetian then said, "Yingying and Shishi have already woken up, and they should recover in a few days. What are your plans for life after this?"

I replied, "If we stay in Jinling a little longer, and I find my mothers and my father, we'll go to Xiaoyao Valley to live in seclusion, enjoying a carefree life like immortals!"

Upon hearing this, Sister Wu exclaimed, "Ah?—We'll live in a deserted valley again? How boring! I've lived in the Misty Forest my whole life."

The women's expressions varied upon hearing my plan.

Wu Zetian was absolutely unwilling; although she didn't say anything, her expression said it all.

Lin Lan was easygoing; as long as I was by her side, it didn't matter where we were.

Sister Wu and Sister Wu grew up in the valley and yearned for the outside world; they must have wanted to live there for a long time. How wonderful and lively the outside world was!

Since her second life, Qin Keqing seems like a different person. Her once cheerful nature has become somewhat introverted. She rarely speaks of her troubles, but I can tell she's burdened with worries. She seems to be seeking some kind of revenge for being abandoned by her family and for her husband's actions; otherwise, why would she be so passionate about martial arts?

I'm a carefree person. Actually, whether in the Valley of Freedom or in the martial world, as long as I can be with the woman I love, nothing else matters. It's just that the martial world is too unpredictable. Therefore, I hope to go somewhere undisturbed with the women I love, and live a carefree and unrestrained life.

"Alright, alright, it's too early to talk about this now." I saw through the women's thoughts. "Let's take it one step at a time, and discuss it again when we're all gathered."

Wu Zetian suddenly stood up and said, "Although your martial arts are unparalleled, your personality isn't cut out for great things."

"How so?"

"To be honest, I've spent almost two months with you and I've discovered many flaws in you. Your biggest flaw is that you don't plan for your future at all, just taking things one step at a time, like a monk who only does what he's told—just getting by. You have no ambition, and only women can keep you interested for a while."

I was shocked to hear this; Wu Zetian was absolutely right. Since I left the valley, I claimed to be searching for my father, but I hadn't done anything serious.

"You have such superb skills, are you just going to bury them in that carefree valley?" Wu Zetian said sternly.

“A good young man should have ambition and a heart to achieve great things, not like you, who spends all your time wallowing in women. You even called Jia Baoyu a good-for-nothing spendthrift,

but aren’t you the same?” Although Wu Zetian was right, I was still quite angry: “Jia Baoyu is weak and can’t even kill a chicken, how can he compare to me?”

Wu Zetian said: “Although he doesn’t have your unparalleled martial arts, ask yourselves honestly, based on your actions, is your desire for women any different?”

I retorted angrily: “You, you are also my woman, how can you say such things to me?”

Wu Zetian said solemnly: “I have never been anyone’s woman! More than eight hundred years ago, I was an independent person, and eight hundred years later, even if we have had a relationship, in my heart, we are still equals.”

I was even angrier. This woman, who had spent every night with me, how could she say such heartless things now? She actually denied our relationship.

"I'm just that kind of person, unambitious, all I want in life is to sleep with a beautiful woman."

"Hmph, you are unambitious, content with just women. But have you ever considered how many of your women truly want that monotonous, tedious life of seclusion?"

I was a little annoyed, glancing at the women. Sister Wu, Sister Wu, Ying Shi and the other two, Qin Keqing, and the others all lowered their heads. Clearly, they didn't want that secluded life.

Only Lin Lan, experienced in life, looked directly at me. As long as I was by her side, she didn't care what kind of life she led.

I sighed inwardly. Indeed, how many people truly want a life of seclusion? If it weren't for the women accompanying me in the valley, few could endure the monotonous life there if they spent their entire lives in that desolate, uninhabited valley.

Sigh, I sighed again. If most people don't want a secluded life, how can I keep the women's hearts?

Seeing my dejected expression, Wu Zetian said, "We humans naturally love liveliness. Otherwise, why would we have villages and towns? Aren't these places where people gather? Life needs to be rich and exciting for our relationships to last. If we were to live a monotonous, secluded life, perhaps one day our love would lose its passion. Over time, conflicts would arise."

I didn't quite understand. After all, Wu Zetian was an old and shrewd woman. How could a thirteen-year-old boy like me have such a wealth of life experience? To put it bluntly, she might have eaten more salt than I've eaten rice!

But then again, she'd been in the valley for eight hundred years; it couldn't be that terrifying, could it? Hehe.

I was somewhat tempted by her words and asked, "So what should I do in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zetian immediately perked up and said in a deep voice, "Unify the martial world and dominate the world!"

"What!?" Everyone was shocked, not expecting Wu Zetian to propose such a goal. "Unify the martial world? I, Wu Zetian, am practically invincible! That's a piece of cake! Dominating the world is even simpler! Go to the Forbidden City, take that old emperor's head, and sit on that throne!"

Seeing me plop down on that broken wooden chair as if it were the emperor's throne, the women all burst into laughter, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere in the room.

Wu Zetian couldn't help but smile, lightly scolding, "Do you think being emperor is so easy? If you kill the emperor, the whole world will come to attack you. Even if you have unparalleled martial arts skills, can you withstand the attacks day after day?"

I secretly clicked my tongue. Yes, with ten million people of the Great Zhou Dynasty taking turns attacking me, the dragon's power would be exhausted after such a relentless war. How could I possibly survive? Besides, those conspiracies and schemes are impossible to guard against; it's definitely not that simple.

I chuckled and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

The women gave me a chorus of playful scolding, only Wu Zetian and Qin Keqing remained serious. Wu Zetian said, "If you have the ambition to conquer the world, I will certainly lend you a hand. If you are acting against your conscience, then there's no need. You can stay alone for a while and think it over carefully." With that, she ushered me out.

Strange, wasn't today supposed to be a celebration of the two women's awakening? How did it turn into a public trial, criticizing my "bad thoughts"?

... Chapter 110: Return to the
Jianghu

In truth, for a mere thirteen-year-old boy, his short life had been mostly smooth sailing, without many hardships. Xu Zhengqi, lacking ambition and embracing a hedonistic lifestyle, roamed the martial world, driven by two desires: hunting for women and searching for his father. But life is always full of helplessness and disappointments. As the saying goes, life is full of disappointments!

I wonder, should I really change my principles for the sake of a woman? Or should I really let my unparalleled martial arts skills go to waste, buried in a desolate valley?

I have no interest in conquering the world. What good is power? It allows you to command people, order them around, and hold life and death in your hands. But I possess extraordinary skills; who in the world can rival me? Wanting someone to die is just a matter of lifting a finger.

Wealth, riches, and beautiful women? I have all of those. My wealth is inexhaustible. As long as there are still rich and heartless people in this world, I will have more money than I can spend. As for beauties, I already have many, though some are still being pursued. But I don't believe that with my methods, any woman can escape my grasp.

Alas, beauty is a curse, it's all women's fault. Surprisingly, very few are willing to live in seclusion with me in the Valley of Leisure. Is the mortal world really that alluring? Forced relationships are never sweet. If I were to go against everyone's wishes and live in seclusion in the Valley of Leisure, that kind of life would surely bore the women, and conflicts would inevitably arise. Peaceful days would not last long.

I thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come to a conclusion. I have a virtue—not exactly a virtue—that if I can't figure something out, I won't dwell on it. I'll just leave it aside and let it be.

I've been in Jinling for a month now. The martial world must be in chaos by now. Just think how famous my name, "Nine-Foot Lecher," is in the martial world. As soon as news of me is released, waves will rise in the martial world, and the women will probably rush to join me. I feared something unexpected might happen, and I couldn't help but worry about my family.

A few days passed, and suddenly groups of martial arts practitioners, carrying weapons, appeared in Jinling City. The waiter said that every inn in the city except his was full. All the innkeepers in Jinling were overjoyed, their smiles wide. The entire service industry in Jinling rose to a new level, and the vendors were beaming. If they knew this windfall was due to a "villain" from the martial arts world named Xu Zhengqi, they might even erect a statue of me in a temple!

That day, the waiter came and said someone invited me to the hall. Upon further inquiry, I learned that the owner of the inn wanted to discuss important matters. Having nothing better to do, I happily went with the waiter to see what was going on.

When I arrived at the hall, it was empty. The small dining tables that had been there were gone, leaving only a large round table in the center. The dishes on the table were truly dazzling, a feast for the eyes; it seemed every good dish the inn could cook had been laid out.

Wow, the person hosting this is quite generous; no wonder they could book the entire inn. Extravagant, impressive!

I sat down with an air of nonchalance, picked up my chopsticks, and ate a slice of spiced pork, saying, "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Since you've invited me to dinner, why hide yourself? Come out and meet me."

"Clap clap," a few claps rang out, and a handsome young man with a refined appearance entered from the doorway. He wore a scholar's hat, a long white robe, and carried a folding fan. His steady, powerful steps suggested he was a skilled martial artist, and not a weak one at that. With my keen eyesight, I could already tell that this man, not yet thirty, possessed nearly fifty years' worth of internal energy; this was no ordinary person.

"Young Master Xu, you have great insight! No wonder you're a renowned figure in the martial world." The white-robed young man said, shaking his head.

This man had a dignified appearance, truly a dragon among men, and made an excellent first impression on me. "This young master is quite the joker. How could I, Xu, be renowned? I'd be more infamous than famous."

The white-robed man cupped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Brother Xu, you're witty, I admire you. Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet, my surname is Wang, and my given name is Gongci."

"Wang Gongci? Young Master Wang?" I laughed heartily, obviously even a fool would know that this was a made-up name.

Young Master Wang sat down opposite me and said, "Brother Xu, do you like the dishes I ordered?"

"Not bad, not bad."

After a few polite exchanges, Young Master Wang showered me with praise, making me feel like I was floating on air, completely disoriented.

“Young Master Wang, I’m a straightforward person. I don’t come here without a reason. You didn’t come just for a meal, did you?”

“Brother Xu is indeed a man of few words. Since you asked, let’s get straight to the point. I’ve come today to ask for your help. I hope you will grant my request.”

“Tell me, what is it?”

Young Master Wang looked at me seriously before saying, “It’s rumored that Brother Xu’s martial arts are unparalleled. My master has long admired you and is eager to find a worthy successor.”

So, he’s here to hire me as a henchman. I’m used to being free and can’t stand being constrained. How could I, Xu Zhengqi, possibly work under someone else?

“Young Master Wang, I suppose you know a little about my background. I, Xu, am used to a carefree life and enjoy living the life of a hermit.”

Young Master Wang smiled slightly and said, “Brother Xu is unaware of my master’s identity. If you knew, you certainly wouldn’t refuse.”

I was a little curious. What made this Young Master Wang so confident? "May I ask who your lord is?"

Instead of answering directly, Young Master Wang said, "A true man should achieve great deeds and leave his mark on history. To be honest, Brother Xu, my lord is a direct descendant of the royal family, but due to unforeseen circumstances, the throne has been seized by a son born of a concubine. Despite this, my lord still harbors great ambitions and is determined to reclaim the throne that rightfully belongs to him. He always treats virtuous ministers well and keeps away from petty men. This has always been my lord's way of doing things. Brother Xu, your martial arts are unparalleled; you are a rare talent in this world. Why not join my lord's ranks, achieve unparalleled merit, establish a lasting legacy, and leave your name in history?"

I laughed heartily and said, "There are countless capable people in the world; why should Young Master Wang choose one of my few?" "Hanging yourself from a tree? Besides, although the world is in chaos now, your lord isn't the only one with the power to contend for supremacy. The Mongol prince, Prince Ning Zhou Chenhao, the Western Regions' demonic sect, and the chieftains of Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, and Guangxi provinces united are a force to be reckoned with. And then there are those hidden forces that haven't yet surfaced. What makes you think your lord is certain to conquer the world?"

Prince Wang smiled smugly and said, "I have my reasons for following my lord. As for those forces you mentioned, I'm not afraid to tell you, none of them are even half as strong as my lord."

I was secretly shocked. If what he said was true, then besides the imperial court, his family was probably the strongest in the world. Just as I was about to speak, a servant hurriedly entered from outside the door. Young Master Wang's expression changed instantly. He roared, "You dog of a servant, who let you in? Didn't I order you not to disturb my guests?"

The servant trembled and whispered, "Young Master, it's extremely urgent, extremely urgent!" He sounded very anxious, clearly something terrible had happened.

Young Master Wang's expression softened. He knew his servant wouldn't dare enter unless it was truly an emergency. The servant, always quick to change his tune, immediately leaned forward and whispered in Young Master Wang's ear.

Although he spoke very softly, with my current hearing, if I wanted to hear it, even the sound of a pin drop within ten miles wouldn't escape my keen ears. He said, "Young Master, the White Lotus Sect has

made a comeback, and 100,000 people have mutinied in the Southwest." Upon hearing this, Young Master Wang's face changed drastically. He quickly stood up, bowed to me, and said, "Brother Xu

, I'm very sorry, but I have urgent business to attend to. I'll come back another day." I also stood up and returned the bow, saying, "Young Master Wang, I think it's best to forget it. I, Xu, am used to a life of leisure and am not good at being a servant." Young Master Wang was

furious. Weren't these words an veiled insult, implying that he was someone's servant? Although it was true, it was still extremely embarrassing to have it said to someone's face.

"You, surnamed Xu, don't be so polite! You're shameless! I, Wang, have tried to reason with you, but you refuse to listen. Will you agree today or not? If you agree, my lord will enjoy endless wealth, luxury, and beautiful women; if you don't, your head will be separated from your body soon." "

Haha, what a fine combination of soft and hard tactics, coercion and enticement! Young Master Wang is truly an expert in this art; you must often act as a persuader."

"You—" Young Master Wang was so angry that he glared and puffed out his beard, but the truth was undeniable, and he had nothing to say.

"Tell your master that I, Xu, thank him for the invitation. My style has always been: I don't offend others unless they offend me. But if they do, I will repay them tenfold. Remember, don't mess with me, and especially don't mess with my women. If you don't listen and insist on doing so, don't blame me for turning ruthless and making your lives a living hell."

Upon hearing this, Young Master Wang was so angry that he kept saying "Fine, fine, fine—" but he was also shocked by the strong domineering aura emanating from me and couldn't speak. He turned and left, but leaving like that would be too humiliating. After walking a while, the pressure on him eased slightly, and he turned back and said, "Xu, we'll see about this."

Only then did he slink away with his servant.

I laughed loudly, "You really are dog material! You look like a human, but even your walk is like a puppy running away with its tail between its legs, hahaha..." ...

"

The White Lotus Sect? When did such a sect appear in the martial world? How come I didn't know about it? A sect that can hide for so long and suddenly have 100,000 followers rise up cannot be established overnight. I need to find someone to inquire about it properly."

As for the White Lotus Sect, it has already been mentioned above, so I won't repeat it here.

In the main hall of the Emei Sect on Mount Emei.

"Master, why won't you let me practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?" Nun Xiaofu's pretty face was somewhat displeased as she questioned the old nun Mietian.

Nun Xiaofu was Mietian's most beloved female disciple. She had been raised by Mietian since she was an infant. In fact, she was like Mietian's daughter. Therefore, on Mount Emei, only Xiaofu dared to speak to Mietian in such a tone.

Mie Tian said affectionately, "Fu'er, it's not that I don't want you to learn it, but this martial art is too vicious. Only a ruthless person can practice it."

Xiao Fu was puzzled and said, "Junior Sister Zhi Ruo is innocent and kind. She's not ruthless. She can practice it, so why can't I?"

Mie Tian said, "Your Junior Sister Zhi Ruo is still young and her temperament is not yet settled. Moreover, among your generation of disciples, she has the highest aptitude for martial arts. Apart from her, I'm afraid no one else can master the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. As for you, you are kind by nature, already an adult, and your nature is set. Although you have high aptitude, you are not the best candidate to practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw."

"Master, this martial art is powerful, but isn't it too vicious? Using the skulls of the dead to practice it, isn't that too cruel?"

"I had no choice. Ever since I drugged Chen Dao, almost all the elites of my Emei Sect, from myself down, have perished at the hands of the lecherous Xu Zhengqi. I had no other choice but to announce that I would close the mountain and shut down my sect, no longer venturing into the martial world. But how can I swallow this humiliation? As long as Xu Zhengqi lives, I will not have peace. Even if I die, I will not be able to rest in peace." Mie Tian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Master, we must avenge this, but that lecherous demon's martial arts are unparalleled. Even if Junior Sister Zhiruo masters the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, she might not be his match."

"That's right. The Nine Yin White Bone Claw is a quick-learning divine skill; those with high aptitude can master it in just a few months. But internal strength cannot be achieved overnight. Let Zhiruo slowly cultivate the Nine Yin Manual later."

"Master, the martial world is in an uproar right now. Everyone in the martial arts world has rushed to Jinling. The lecherous demon has not only shown himself there but has also been staying at one of the inns. I heard he has even tricked many women into living with him."

Mie Tian said, "I already knew about this. Headmaster Zhang of Mount Tai also sent a message by hawk, inviting our Emei Sect to join us in punishing the thief. However, Zhiruo's divine skill is not yet complete, and besides, I don't want to go with them and be laughed at. Come, follow me to the back mountain. Today is the day Zhiruo emerges from seclusion." He stepped out of the main hall first, with only Xiaofu following behind.

Before long, the two used the secret Willow Floss Lightness Skill of Emei to fly to a cave in the back mountain. Ancient trees towered here, and direct sunlight never shone through. Even at midday, the air was thick with yin energy, sending chills down one's spine. Mie Tian calculated with his fingers, realizing that yin was born from yang, precisely the moment when the Nine Yin White Bone Claw

technique was perfected. Before he could finish, the huge rock blocking the cave entrance suddenly roared, sending stone fragments flying. The rock had vanished without a trace, and a slender black shadow flew out, hurtling straight towards Mie Tian. Xiao Fu cried out in alarm, "Master, be careful!" Before her words even finished, countless white claws covered Mie Tian, a sight that could shake heaven and earth, and even make ghosts weep. The faint wails of ghosts could be heard. Xiao Fu's face turned pale. As a woman, she was already afraid of demons and monsters, and the sight of countless white claws was terrifying. The invisible pressure made it hard for Xiao Fu to breathe. But the Abbess Mietian, caught in the center of the claw shadows, remained calm under pressure. Her expression was serious; with a flick of her whisk, it was already tucked behind her waist. Her palms surged forth in waves, unleashing an invisible force to meet the white claws—the Emei Sect's secret technique—the Great Compassionate Kasyapa Palm. Boom! Another deafening roar echoed as the claws met the palms, and all the claw shadows vanished without a trace. Mietian staggered back a step, several red claw marks appearing on his palms, and he coughed up blood. Instead of being angry, Mietian laughed heartily. Looking at the dark figure, she was unharmed, standing gracefully before Mietian, and even asked him with concern, "Master, are you alright?" Xiaofu looked closely and saw a girl of about thirteen or fourteen, dressed in snow-white clothes, with a beautiful face that could topple kingdoms. However, a sinister mark between her brows distorted her innocent and kind appearance, leaving only a cold aura. Who else could this be but her junior sister, Zhiruo? "Junior sister, look at you! How could you hit Master so hard?" Xiaofu complained, always doting on her little junior sister. Although Shiyi scolded her, he wasn't truly angry. The little nun Zhiruo stuck out her tongue and made a face; the eerie chill vanished completely, as if the innocent and adorable Zhiruo had returned. She lowered her head shyly and said, "I...I just wanted to test the effects of this divine skill." Mie Tian laughed heartily, "Good, good! Emei has finally had its day again! Zhi Ruo's Nine Yin White Bone Claw is complete, and its effects have exceeded my expectations. With only ten years of cultivation, she was able to defeat me. This Nine Yin White Bone Claw is truly a miraculous skill; Emei's revenge is within reach!" Xiao Fu was shocked and asked, "Master, is it true?" Mie Tian laughed, "Do I look like I'm lying now?" Mie Tian's hands were trembling, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, while Zhi Ruo was unharmed. The outcome was clear. "Master, are you alright?" Xiao Fu was still worried. "It's alright, a day of meditation will restore me. Although my body is injured, I'm truly overjoyed. Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow! I, Mie Tian, will announce to the entire martial world that the Emei Sect has returned to the Jianghu, vowing to avenge our past humiliations!" Xiao Fu sighed inwardly upon hearing this. Ah, she was finally going to see that nemesis again; she wondered if he could escape this calamity. Zhi Ruo, the young nun, wore a different expression, a mixture of joy and worry, her thoughts unpredictable. Mie Tian laughed heartily, his laughter startling countless birds into flight… It seemed Xu Zhengqi had incurred the wrath of the righteous martial arts world; the Emei Sect was returning to the Jianghu, vowing to avenge their past humiliations. The righteous martial arts factions rushed to Jinling. A bloody storm was inevitable. Jinling, a place of ancient prosperity and splendor, would it become a hellish arena? To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter!

Chapter 111 Demon Extermination

Assembly October 10th of the lunar calendar, outside Jinling City, on Pingding Mountain.

Pingding Mountain, as its name suggests, gets its name from the large flat area at its summit. Pingding Mountain is not high, only a little over a thousand meters above sea level. However, the flat summit is quite large, covering nearly ten acres, enough to accommodate several thousand people.

Today, Pingding Mountain, which should have been quiet, was unusually noisy. Groups of martial arts practitioners sat in their respective corners, excitedly discussing the upcoming major event in the martial arts world.

Indeed, today was the day when the Five Mountains Sword Sects jointly invited fellow martial artists to challenge the Nine-Foot Demon—Xu Zhengqi.

In hundreds of years, this was perhaps the first time ever; almost the entire righteous path of the martial arts world had issued a challenge to one person. Even the infamous "Nine Demons" of yesteryear had not received such treatment. In today's underworld, there are many villains, yet only a lecherous rogue who has only been in the martial arts world for a few months enjoys this honor. Many villains in the underworld sigh and lament, lamenting that the new generation replaces the old.

"Xiao Zheng, I'm still a little worried. Two fists can't fight four hands. Let's make the best of the thirty-six stratagems—retreat." Lin Lan has been extremely worried ever since she learned about this matter. She doesn't want to lose her only support.

"Sister Lan, don't be afraid. With my martial arts, even if thousands of them swarm me, I can protect myself. If I can't beat them, I can still run away, right? With my current level of lightness skill, it's practically like flying on land. I can fly higher and farther than birds." I confidently reassured her.

"But I'm afraid of the worst. What if something happens to you? What will we, mother and daughter, do?" Lin Lan stood pitifully in front of me, her eyes red, holding Lin Xiangling's small hand.

I said softly, "I'm going for three reasons. First, to resolve this troublesome martial arts world once and for all. Second, to test my skills. I still don't know how high my martial arts level is. There are so many powerful enemies; perhaps only through fighting can I truly understand myself. Third, the righteous sects of the martial arts world have given me so much face; they've practically formed an alliance to deal with me. If I don't go, wouldn't I be tarnishing my reputation?"

Lin Lan's eyes were red as she remained silent, and even the usually boisterous Lin Xiangling was unusually quiet today.

Wu Zetian was the most supportive of my going. She must have thought that anyone who didn't go was a coward, a spineless coward. Sister Wu and Sister Wu had even more peculiar ideas. Although they didn't encourage me in front of others, they said to me privately, "Go. We sisters believe in you and support you. You are our pride."

As for Ying Shi and the other two, they even said they wanted to go with me. If they hadn't been still recovering from their illness, they might have really scared me to death.

The only exception was Qin Keqing. She remained silent. Since I saved her, she had never expressed any gratitude. When she occasionally looked at me, it was as if she regarded me as an enemy, her eyes filled with intense hatred. Only when Sister Wu taught her martial arts could I see a faint smile on her face. As for my challenge to a duel, she acted as if nothing had happened, fiddling with hand gestures, seemingly practicing the basic martial arts techniques Sister Wu had taught her.

The more indifferent she appeared, the more interested I became in her. Clearly, we were engaged in a war without bloodshed. I wouldn't take the initiative; I wanted her to come to me willingly, hehe!

"Don't worry, don't fret. Who am I, your husband? The future number one martial arts master in the world! After this martial arts tournament, who in the world won't know the name of your husband—Xu Zhengqi?"

Lin Lan chuckled and scolded, "You vain little thing!"

Lin Xiangling chimed in, "That's right, even if you are the number one martial arts master in the world, you're still the number one bad guy in the world."

I pretended to be fierce and said, "Then how dare you talk to me like that? Aren't you afraid I'll eat you up?"

Lin Xiangling puffed out her small chest, her budding breasts extremely prominent, as if about to burst out of her chest. She pouted and said disdainfully, "Come on, who's afraid of who?"

I was speechless. Wasn't this just tempting someone to commit a crime? She's so good at seducing people at such a young age, what will she be like when she grows up?

Lin Lan patted Xiangling's head affectionately and scolded, "My dear daughter, how can you be so disrespectful? How can you speak to your godfather like that?"

Xiangling said aggrievedly, "But he's older than me..."

Her pitiful little girl appearance made everyone feel sorry for her, even Wu Zetian, who was usually expressionless, had eyes full of affection.

I felt a surge of heroic spirit. A true man has things he will do and things he won't do. I have a group of women who love me waiting for my return, and so many relatives who care about me. Why shouldn't I treat them well?

Very well, after the battle with the righteous path, didn't Wu Zetian want me to fight for the world? For my women, I am willing to do things I don't like, all because—I love them!

I let out a long roar, which shook the sky and echoed throughout Jinling City, reaching as far as Pingdingshan, thirty miles outside the city.

"They've arrived!"

In the center of Pingdingshan, a clearing was surrounded by figures from various martial arts sects. Looking around, one could see the five great sword sects of the martial arts world: Shaolin, Taishan, Chongshan, Huashan, Hengshan, and Hengshan. The seven sect leaders sat firmly in their grand chairs, surrounded by groups of disciples.

Adjacent to the five great sects were the Dongfang and Beihai families. Both the Dongfang and Beihai family heads were large-faced, pot-bellied men, and the luxurious robes worn by their disciples revealed the immense wealth of these two families.

Looking directly to the north, there were several sects with ties to "One Sword Dragon" Xu Batian: Tianshan, Diancang, Changjiang, Kunlun, Wudang, and the Beggars' Sect. These sects were all dressed simply, especially the Beggars' Sect, whose attire was truly pitiful—their tattered clothes and even more worn-out bamboo sticks evoked sympathy.

Further away were some minor, second-rate martial arts sects, such as Xingyi, Bagua, Tai Chi, Plum Blossom, Bajiquan, Mantis, and Tongbei. These sects had a considerable number of members, some with over a hundred spectators, but their martial arts skills were truly mediocre. Some of these minor sects didn't even know what internal energy cultivation was. Their daily training consisted of lifting stone benches or brutally beating their disciples with sticks, which they euphemistically called "Iron Shirt!"

It was truly pitiful for them.

"Amitabha!" Master Xuanbei, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, uttered a Buddhist chant, rising to his feet. The Buddhist lion's roar was indeed extraordinary; a single chant was clearly heard by all the martial arts heroes present, causing them to tremble.

Before anyone could see clearly, a nine-foot-tall, burly man suddenly appeared in the center of the arena. The man appeared quite young, with a dark complexion and no beard. His bulging muscles stretched his white robes tightly, as if they were about to burst forth.

The martial arts heroes present were no strangers to strong men, but they had never seen one over two meters tall!

"Hahaha—" I unleashed my Dragon Power and burst into laughter, a deafening roar that sounded like a drumbeat, yet it wasn't unpleasant; instead, it ignited a sense of exhilaration.

"Amitabha!" Abbot Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple chanted another Buddhist prayer, attempting to subdue the crowd with the Shaolin Lion's Roar. Unfortunately, fate intervened. His chant sounded like a gentle breeze, leaving no trace. It was completely drowned out by my laughter.

Xuanbei was undoubtedly shocked. This young man possessed profound internal strength, but fortunately, there was no murderous intent in his laughter; otherwise, the laughter alone would have been enough to kill most of those present. Xuanbei suddenly realized that the young man before him wasn't a bad person after all; perhaps the rumors circulating in the martial arts world held many hidden secrets.

"Hahaha, what merit or ability do I, Xu Zhengqi, possess to have attracted so many martial arts seniors and fellow practitioners to come and greet me?" I stood boldly in the center of the arena, my overwhelming aura rapidly spreading outwards from me. Those figures in the martial world, whether sect leaders or disciples of all generations, were all stunned by my powerful presence. In their eyes, this burly man before them was like an incomparably tall giant, an invisible pressure pressing down on their hearts, making them feel incredibly small.

"Young man!" An old man with white hair and a white beard stepped out from the crowd. His beard was three feet long and extremely conspicuous, his hair completely white, without a single black hair, even his eyebrows were as white as snow.

"Grandpa with the white beard, what brings you here?" I teased.

The old man stopped two meters in front of me and said, "I am Qin Chunfeng, the current leader of the Tianshan Sect."

Upon hearing this, I was greatly shocked. Qin Chunfeng, Qin Chunfeng, wasn't that the father that Twelve Sister Qin Wanfeng often mentioned? In terms of seniority, he's my maternal grandfather! No wonder he gave me a warm feeling the moment he appeared; he looked quite familiar, as if I'd seen him somewhere before. It turns out he's the father of Qin Wanfeng, the Twelfth Sister; they do look quite alike.

Because I've consumed too many rare and precious herbs, my current appearance and physique are vastly different from the "One Sword Wandering Dragon" Xu Batian of yesteryear. Therefore, my "maternal grandfather," Qin Chunfeng, the head of the Tianshan Sect, didn't recognize him. He just felt that this young man wasn't a bad person at heart, and seemed to have a chance of redemption, far less infamous than the rumors in the martial arts world suggested.

However, Qin Chunfeng was deeply concerned about his biological daughter; after more than ten years apart, the old man missed her terribly.

"May I ask, young brother, do you know the One Sword Wandering Dragon—Xu Batian, the great hero Xu?" His two old eyes stared intently at me, as if trying to see through my facial expressions to understand my inner world.

I smiled and replied, "Xu Batian? What Xu Batian? I've never heard of him. Is he a newcomer to the martial arts world? How come I don't know him?"

Most of the martial arts practitioners in the room burst into laughter at my amusing words. They didn't even know the name of the once-famous Xu Batian, a notorious lecher. This lecherous devil was far too unprofessional. "One Sword Swimming Dragon"—Xu Batian's specialty was killing lecherous thieves! In the underworld, Xu Batian was known as the "Lecherous Thief Killer." He was the number one enemy in the hearts of lecherous thieves, young and old!

Qin Chun was also taken aback. Although he didn't quite believe it, the man before him didn't seem to be lying. At his eighties, judging people wasn't difficult for him.

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a voice.

"You lecherous fiend, don't even think about denying it! Before all the martial arts practitioners under heaven, why don't you confess the truth?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man around forty years old standing in front of the Taishan Sect's territory. Who else could it be but Zhang Zhen, the Taishan Sect Leader?

I stared at him intently. I'd only met Zhang Zhen once before. When I knocked back five sect leaders with a single punch, he was the one who barked the loudest. If it weren't for the fact that he was Zhang Tingting's father, I would have made him suffer even more. Unexpectedly, he's the one barking first again. It seems that if I don't teach him a lesson today, he'll think I, Xu Zhengqi, am easy to bully!

I said disdainfully, "Confess? Confess what? I, Xu Zhengqi, am an upright man who doesn't do things in secret. What secrets could I possibly have to confess?"

Zhang Zhen smiled sinisterly and said, "Heh heh, what a fine 'upright man who doesn't do things in secret.' It's utterly ridiculous. A notorious lecher in the martial arts world can actually make his shameful deeds sound so righteous. I think if there were a list of the most shameless people in the martial arts world, you would definitely be number one."

The martial arts heroes present burst into laughter, and even many of the women in the martial arts world laughed so hard they trembled, cheering as if Zhang Zhen had brought honor to the righteous path of the martial arts world.

"You flatter me! Zhang Zhen truly lives up to his title as the head of Mount Tai. No wonder your eloquence is so refined." The implication was that Zhang Zhen was all talk and no action, lacking real skill, and that his position as head of Mount Tai was solely due to flattering his master and pleasing the previous head.

Zhang Zhen wasn't stupid; he didn't understand the underlying meaning and glared angrily. Many of the martial arts figures present were shrewd and experienced, secretly laughing at this nine-foot-tall lecherous devil's sharp tongue. Some of the younger, more

naive martial artists, seeing their companions covering their mouths and chuckling, asked what was so funny. To the Mount Tai disciples, this was seen as a mortal enemy of their sect, and the youngsters were completely bewildered, unaware that they had offended the entire Mount Tai sect.

Seeing the situation was unfavorable to his faction, Zhang Zhen immediately made a decisive move, shouting, "You lecherous demon, let me ask you, where is your father, Xu Batian?"

I calmly replied, "First of all, my surname is Xu, and my given name is Zhengqi, not lecherous demon. Secondly, I've already made it very clear that I don't know who Xu Batian is. Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said? Alas, what a pity that the head of the leading sect of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is deaf. What a pity." I shook my head, looking pitiful.

More than half of these martial arts figures were attending this martial arts tournament with the attitude of watching a show. Recently, with continuous battles, martial arts practitioners have always avoided associating with government officials and soldiers, so most of them have been hiding in their own sects, staying indoors. Those days were incredibly boring, and with such a grand martial arts event, how could they possibly miss it? Having traveled thousands of miles, I was there to witness the grandeur of the leaders of various martial arts sects, partly out of my own passion for martial arts, wanting to see just how high the skill level of true masters had reached.

Clearly, this martial arts tournament did not disappoint. Before the official combat, a verbal battle ensued, quite a unique spectacle, far more captivating than anything in a play!

Zhang Zhen knew he wouldn't gain any advantage in this verbal exchange, so he clasped his hands in a fist salute to the assembled martial artists and proclaimed loudly, "Fellow martial artists, a few months ago this nine-foot-tall lecherous fiend harassed my wife and daughter, and drugged and raped the Emei Sect's Abbess Mie Tian and her disciples. How can such a notorious scoundrel be allowed to run rampant in the martial world?" The heroes present,

all righteous warriors who hated evil, shouted in unison, "Kill him!" "Kill him!" "Eliminate this scourge from the martial world!" "Bring good to the martial world!"

I was stunned. Did they think the martial world would be blessed without me?

Zhang Zhen gently pressed his hands down in the air, and after the thousands of martial artists had calmed down, he said, "Fellow martial artists, we have always gathered heroes through martial arts. This demon's martial arts are indeed extraordinary, but for the sake of fairness, let's give him a chance. How we compare them is up to him."

Zhang Zhen clearly understood my temperament; no wonder he had meticulously planned this martial arts demon-slaying gathering. My most important reason for being here today was to test the true level of my martial arts. Whether it was the Shaolin Abbot Xuanbei or the leaders of other prestigious sects, none of them could withstand a single blow from me. If they didn't attack me en masse, I really wouldn't have been able to test my skills!

I laughed and said, "I have mastered this technique, making me invincible against ten thousand men. Come at me all at once, as many as you wish."

Zhang Zhen was overjoyed and said, "Alright, as you wish."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's all attack together!" As Zhang Zhen finished speaking, the four leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect stepped forward one by one. They were three men and one woman: Song Wanjiang, leader of Chongshan; Yue Chaoqun, leader of Huashan; Shi Jianfeng, leader of Hengshan; and Abbess Jingxuan, leader of Hengshan.

All three men and one woman possessed extraordinary presence. The men had a captivating middle-aged charm, and even Abbess Jingxuan, though past her prime, still revealed herself to be a beauty in her youth!

"Amitabha," Master Xuanbei of Shaolin also stepped forward, saying, "Exorcising demons is the heavy responsibility of our righteous path. As the leader of the righteous path, how can I not set an example?"

Master Xuanbei's words forced the Wudang, Tianshan, and other sects with good relations with Xu Batian to step forward and fight me. Since I had denied any connection with Xu Batian, the leaders of Wudang, Tianshan, Beggars' Sect, Yangtze River Sect, Diancang Sect, Kunlun Sect, and others arrived one by one. Adding to this, the two fat patriarchs of the Eastern and Northern Sea families also leaped into the arena; surprisingly, despite their size, their lightness skills were quite formidable.

Now, all the leaders of the major righteous sects of the martial world were present, a fourteen-to-one disproportionate match about to begin.

"What? Just these few? Only fourteen people? Aren't your disciples over there? Why aren't they coming at us?"

"No need. With just a few of us, we're enough to rid the martial world of this scourge." Zhang Zhen smiled sinisterly. Suddenly, a voice rang out, "Form the formation!" The fourteen sect leaders fluttered like butterflies, and in the blink of an eye, they split into two groups of seven, each standing according to the positions of the Big Dipper.

"Excellent, excellent! I never imagined I, Xu Zhengqi, would receive such high-class treatment, even the Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation has been displayed!" I laughed. The martial arts world is rife with rumors of the Wudang Seven Star Sword Formation's power, but the Taishan Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation is no less formidable. However, the Big Dipper

Double Seven Star Formation doesn't demand high levels of martial arts skill or weaponry from its members. As long as one is familiar with the formation's transformations, any martial art can be used. This Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation is the Taishan Sect's most prized treasure; Zhang Zhen's decision to reveal it to the public shows he's gone all out today.

Zhang Zhen roared, "Big Dipper appears, demons and monsters vanquished! Formation's first move: Seven Stars Destroy Demons!"

Suddenly, the fourteen sect leaders used their lightness skills, shifting their positions rapidly. The fourteen moved faster and faster until, in a short while, outsiders could no longer see them clearly, only the two dazzling Big Dipper constellations forming a pincer movement, trapping Xu Zhengqi in the center.

But I am no ordinary person. Their every move, which flashes like lightning to outsiders, appears to me like a caterpillar crawling. Master Xuanbei, the Shaolin abbot, lived up to his reputation as leader. He brought his staff down on me first, the whistling wind, carried by the speed of the blow, was exceptionally piercing, like the chanting of the Buddha, rendering me utterly powerless and devoid of any resistance.

In the blink of an eye, the staff was about to reach my head, yet I made no move to resist. Xuanbei was overjoyed, channeling his inner energy to its fullest extent, using every last drop of his true power.

I was unimpressed. Although Xuanbei was a Buddhist, judging from his first attack being all-out, how many monks possess such a ruthless heart? "

You are unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust."

Techniques are created to increase the power of one's strength, but in a duel where one person's strength is dozens, even hundreds of times greater than the other's, they may not need any techniques at all.

That was my situation. Facing Xuanbei's staff, I neither dodged nor evaded, needing no fancy moves. A hand simply appeared out of nowhere and easily grasped the staff.

Xuanbei was startled, his movements halting as I grabbed him. If he didn't release the weapon, the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation would be destroyed in his hands. How could Xuanbei allow that to happen to him? For the sake of the greater good, he resolutely let go. Little did he know that this act would earn him the nickname "the bald donkey with his teeth pulled" in the martial world.

Xuanbei wasn't a prophet; if he could have foreseen the future ridicule he would receive, he would never have let go.

And so, a legendary Eight Treasures Staff, bestowed by the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, ended up in my hands.

"Bald monk, how did your teeth get stuck on my hand?" I chuckled, casually rolling the priceless Eight Treasures Zen Staff into a hula hoop and tossing it. The "hula hoop" flew towards the rapidly running Xuan Bei.

Xuan Bei's old face flushed red, but luckily no one saw it. With a swift movement of his Great Compassion Palm, he sent the "hula hoop" flying, crashing down on the heads of the martial arts heroes.

The crowd immediately erupted in excitement, everyone stretching out their hands to grab the staff. This thing was made of purple gold, a symbol of the Shaolin abbot's status. The weight of the purple gold alone was worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver; how could they not try to steal it?

Never mind which bastard the "hula hoop" ended up in, Master Qingfeng of Wudang was already thrusting his longsword at me. This sword came silently, and even more mysterious was the sword itself—it seemed to have no shape at all, carrying no sword aura whatsoever. A slight lapse in concentration, and you might lose your life.

Legend has it that Wudang originated from Shaolin. Shaolin is renowned for its "hardness," while Wudang is celebrated for its "softness." Indeed, their reputations are well-deserved. Just their different attack methods perfectly embody the distinct martial arts principles of Shaolin and Wudang!

I roared, "Good!" Out of respect for Wudang, I stretched out my right hand, and a large, golden, gleaming saber appeared out of thin air in my grasping hand. The saber shimmered with a yellow light, yet its form was intangible, as if it were an illusion.

Indeed, it was an illusion. Its physical form was actually a manifestation of my dragon power. Those who wield swords possess sword energy, and those who wield sabers naturally possess saber energy. My yellow saber, however, was entirely formed from true power, a creation of my own whim. Let's see how it goes.

"Clang—" With a deafening roar, the two divine weapons finally clashed. A powerful force spread outwards with the sound, sounding like a thunderclap to everyone's ears.

Such profound internal energy!

Master Qingfeng's internal energy must have been accumulated over a hundred years, yet he was able to withstand a single blow from my Dragon Force Blade. Of course, that divine sword also played a significant role. I wonder what kind of divine sword it is, that it could actually contend with my Dragon Force Blade, formed from a thousand years of internal energy; it's truly astonishing.

The martial arts heroes and sect leaders present were also greatly surprised. Because this lecherous demon's reputation was so great, they had no choice but to heed Zhang Zhen's advice and practice the Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation. Who would have thought that in their very first encounter, even the main formation members, Master Xuanbei and Master Qingfeng, were no match for this lecherous demon's martial arts and were both defeated. This lecherous demon was even stranger; I don't know where he got his hands on a gleaming yellow sword, but it actually managed to withstand the Daoist Divine Sword of the Wudang Sect!

Legend has it that the Daojun Divine Sword was originally the personal sword of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain. In the instant before Zhang Sanfeng ascended to immortality, the Daojun Divine Sword was tempered by heavenly lightning, transforming from an ordinary sword into a semi-divine weapon. Fearing his disciples' martial arts would become weak, Zhang Sanfeng threw the sword back to Wudang Mountain. The sword flew a thousand miles, finally landing in the Zhenwu Hall of Wudang. The Daojun Divine Sword, once tangible, became intangible; its shape was identical to an ordinary sword, yet its true form was invisible to the naked eye. Furthermore, no matter how it was swung, it produced no unusual sound or wind, making it the perfect weapon for a sneak attack.

When combined with Wudang's Tai Chi swordplay, it was feared by all swordsmen in the world. Since the Wudang sect leader wielded this sword, no one had ever been known to be able to withstand it.

After this attack, the remaining twelve sect leaders became even more solemn, focusing their attention intently on the enemy, daring not to relax their guard in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhen roared again, "The Big Dipper appears, demons and monsters vanish! Formation Second Formation, Seven Stars Illusionary Shadow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two circles of figures that had been running suddenly disappeared, and a white mist rose from the open ground. The fourteen people had vanished without a trace. What a magnificent "Seven Stars Illusionary Shadow"! This formation could actually conceal the figure of its creator. This white mist was truly sinister and mysterious. The Taishan Sect, the head of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects of the righteous path, actually possessed such profound formation skills.

I originally thought this was just an illusion, intending to channel my dragon power into my eyes to see clearly. But even after channeling my power, my vision remained shrouded in thick fog. Only then did I realize the power of this formation. This white mist was genuine. This Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation was clearly no ordinary formation; it possessed the power of nature itself, creating a space shrouded in gray mist even under the blazing sun.

My expression tightened, and I quickly deployed the Dragon Force Shield half a foot around myself. The situation was that the enemy was in the dark while we were in the light, so defense was the priority.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light shone through the hazy grayness. "Clang, clang—" came the sound of weapons clashing, as if striking a shield forged from Vajra.

Zhang Zhen grunted, his heart trembling with shock. What a nine-foot-tall lecherous demon! His protective aura had reached the legendary level of the indestructible Vajra body, even the combined attack of fourteen top-tier martial arts masters could shatter it. Truly unbelievable!

Although the fourteen men weren't attacking with their full strength, how could the combined attack of these top-tier martial artists be so easily withstood? Fourteen people, in terms of combined power, that attack possessed nearly five hundred years of accumulated skill, yet it couldn't disperse the lecherous demon's meager protective aura. Even more astonishing was that the protective aura of ordinary martial arts masters could only extend an inch outside their bodies, but this lecherous demon could extend it half a foot! Wasn't that terrifying?

I laughed loudly, saying, "What kind of Big Dipper Double Seven Star Formation? Is that all you've got? If you don't use your ultimate move, I'm done."

Zhang Zhen grunted, thinking that if he didn't use his ultimate move, he feared that his goal of uniting with the martial arts community to eliminate this demon today would not be achieved, and he might even lose his sword and his life.

He then gathered his inner energy again, his voice piercing the sky: "Big Dipper appears, demons and monsters perish. Ultimate killing move, the seventh form of the formation, Seven Stars Destroy the Demon King."

Suddenly, the thick fog in the arena dissipated completely, and the fourteen people reappeared, still standing in the double Big Dipper formation. The autumn wind was bleak, and the martial arts heroes in the arena all felt a sense of desolation, a chill rising in their hearts, and they involuntarily took a step back, as if the next move had the power to destroy the world.

The fourteen people formed a strange double Big Dipper shape, making the nine-foot-tall man in the center stand out quite conspicuously. Seizing the opportunity, I swung my Dragon Force Blade down at Zhang Zhen. This bastard hated me to the core, and he was the one who started this whole tournament; killing him wouldn't quell my anger.

But Zhang Zhen didn't dodge. He opened his eyes and gave me a strange smile. Just as I was wondering what was going on, the Dragon Force Blade in my hand suddenly slid outwards a foot in front of him—it missed!

How could this be? With my nearly two thousand years of internal energy, how could I miss a strike as heavy as Mount Tai? I refused to believe it. With a flick of my right hand, I unleashed eighteen strikes, each aimed at one of Zhang Zhen's vital points.

But strangely, every strike missed!

Had I been cursed? Or was there something wrong with this formation?

Zhang Zhen glanced at me with the same look he had on a monkey show, and chanted again, "Big Dipper Seven Star Slash!"

Suddenly, all fourteen people emitted a white light, and from a distance, they truly resembled two Big Dipper constellations. The starlight shone brightly, growing stronger and brighter, until it became increasingly blinding. The heroes and warriors could no longer open their eyes, only a white blur before them.

Fourteen figures emitted white light, quickly connecting from points to lines, forming two genuine Big Dipper shapes on the field. The two Big Dipper ladles slowly rose, a fierce wind whipping through the air, making my clothes flutter. It's here, finally here! I sensed that these two Big Dipper stars were brimming with the power of heaven and earth, the stellar energy from the nine heavens drawn here by a strange formation, the rapidly gathering energy sending dust billowing.

My blood danced, my muscles sang. Ah, the power of the stars, such immense power! Yes, when human strength is insufficient, only you—the power of the stars—are my best opponent.

Come, face my strongest strike after refining my martial arts!

As the two Big Dipper spoons rose into the air, they suddenly merged into one. The combined power of the two vast and indifferent stellar forces was far more than just one plus one equals two.

Indeed, this power made my body tremble, made my dragon power tremble. I never imagined that there could exist a force in the world that could make my dragon power tremble!

The Big Dipper spoon stopped in mid-air, like an enormous rice scoop, its bottom directly above my head. A blinding white light, without any warning, crashed down upon me.

Alright! Star power, prepare to receive my strongest move, "Dragon Domination of the World."

I retracted my hands into tiger claws, the Dragon Power Blade vanished, replaced by a gigantic golden dragon head, surging forth from within me to meet the descending Big Dipper spoon. The golden dragon, with its gaping maw, bit down on the Big Dipper spoon. The two forces, originating from different sources, were evenly matched, frozen in mid-air.

Zhang Zhen was shocked. He hadn't expected this demon's martial arts to be so powerful, even able to withstand the power of the stars! This was a real problem for the fourteen sect leaders. As the mediums for drawing upon the power of the Big Dipper, the receivers of "Heavenly Power" and "Earthly Power," they were far too fragile to withstand even a minute.

Sure enough, a minute later, the golden dragon clenched its teeth, and with a loud crash, the giant white Big Dipper spoon formed from the power of the stars was crushed by its jaws!

Pulled by this, the fourteen sect leaders lost their footing and fell several feet away, unable to get up for a long time. Drawing upon the power of the stars had exhausted their inner strength; now, even a three-year-old child who knew no martial arts could easily kill them.

"Hahaha—" The only one standing in the arena was me. At the moment the massive and violent power of the stars shattered, the surging force swept away all the martial artists present like a landslide and a tsunami. Fortunately, the power of the shattered starlight was not enough to kill. Thousands of martial arts heroes were all injured and unable to move, but none died.

"Hahahaha!" I laughed loudly, "That was exhilarating! That was exhilarating!" Although I won the battle against the starlight, I was also severely affected. While I wasn't seriously injured, my internal energy was reduced to less than half of its peak strength—less than a hundred times its original power.

Master Xuanbei and the others closed their eyes, intensifying their breathing while thinking, "It's over! All my righteous martial arts comrades are injured. And this demon is completely unharmed? What should we do? Is the heavens going to destroy our righteous path?"

The feeling of releasing power evoked an indescribable excitement, making me feel exhilarated. I knew that there were even greater powers waiting for me to pursue and acquire. The desire for power is one of humanity's most primal instincts, so how could I not be incredibly excited?

With a smile on my face, I slowly walked towards Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Cheng was shocked, an overwhelming fear washing over him, as if a messenger from hell had come to claim his life. His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, then managed to utter, "You... what do you want?"

I didn't answer, my face bearing a strange smile. To anyone else, it would seem that Mount Tai was about to change its leader.

I walked step by step towards Zhang Zhen, my steady footsteps landing on his heart like the pounding of a giant drum, heavily striking his fragile soul, the shadow of death looming over him.

Master Qingfeng of Wudang was beside Zhang Zhen. Seeing this, he couldn't help but say, "Amitabha! Benefactor, have mercy!"

I ignored him. Master Xuanbei hurriedly pleaded, "Amitabha! Benefactor, please lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

The other sect leaders, out of a sense of martial arts chivalry, all pleaded with me, completely unaware that perhaps their turn would come next.

"No!" Two shrill female voices rang out, coming from the direction where the Taishan Sect had originally been located. Everyone looked in the direction

of the voices and saw two women veiled in white gauze. Judging from their clothing, they were clearly Zhang Zhen's wife and daughters. Zhang Zhen, seeing me approaching step by step, completely ignored the pleas of others. Knowing he was doomed, he lay on the ground and shouted, "Come on, send me to my grave! At worst, I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!"

His words were loud, but the tremor in his voice was obvious to everyone; it sounded strange and almost made many people burst out laughing.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred in the arena. "Ah—!" Thousands of martial arts heroes cried out in surprise, their eyes wide open like copper bells.

I appeared before Zhang Zhen, suddenly embracing him and bursting into tears, "Thank you, thank you!"

The thousands of heroes and warriors were stunned into silence by this astonishing scene. Strange things happen every year, but this year there seemed to be an

unusually large number. A great demon was actually embracing his mortal enemy and thanking him! The fourteen sect leaders were all seasoned veterans, their knowledge and experience unmatched in the martial world, yet they had never heard of a mortal enemy embracing another and weeping so bitterly, repeatedly expressing gratitude. Could it be? Was this demon plotting something?

"Thank you, thank you!" I happily embraced Zhang Zhen, thanking him profusely. After a long pause, I said, "Thank you for showing me the power of the stars. It made me realize that even greater powers exist in this world, filling my future life with more hope. Don't worry, I, Xu Zhengqi, will definitely learn to use the power of the stars. One day, I will master this power!"

I became more and more excited as I spoke, practically shouting the last sentence. Only then did the thousands of heroes and warriors understand that this lecherous demon was excited because he had discovered an even more powerful force. Good heavens! If he really got his hands on it, what would happen? He's practically invincible now; who could subdue him then?

Zhang Zhen was in a state of utter panic, completely bewildered by me. He'd just escaped death, and now he was dazed and confused, letting me embrace him.

The thirteen sect leaders felt a wave of relief followed by a tightening, all saying, "This fiend is unpredictable. If this happens a few more times, how can my old heart take it?"

While everyone was still in shock, a sinister laugh suddenly rang out, "That day will never come!" With the sound of clothes fluttering, a group of people, probably over a hundred, leaped in from afar. Each one was highly skilled in martial arts, dressed in the uniforms of imperial soldiers. I had sharp eyes and recognized the leader as none other than the young master Wang who had tried to recruit me…

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