The Amorous Healer [Complete] - 13

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Chapter 157 Heartbreak in the Shang Palace (Part 1)

Chaoge City, the Imperial Garden.

The bleak autumn air couldn't hide the vibrant spring and boundless beauty, all of which was captured in the stunning faces, the high breasts, and the snow-white skirts beneath.

Ge Xiaoyao, having seen Jiang Ziya off, returned to the Paradise Pavilion, only to find himself unexpectedly in the back garden. Surrounded by breathtaking beauties, he abandoned his flying magic weapon and decided to walk slowly and stealthily. However, as he approached a bridge, by a pool of emerald water, he encountered an old friend.

Hearing a soft sigh, Ge Xiaoyao looked up and was immediately captivated by the person.

If the beauties he had just encountered could be described simply as beautiful, then this person was absolutely stunning. A slender, graceful figure, a white dress trailing on the ground, a delicate, flower-like face, and casually flowing black hair; seemingly thin yet with plump, fair arms lightly clasped to her chest, completely untouched by worldly dust.

"Xiao Yao, how could it be you!" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise.

The woman, gazing at the water, sighed softly. Lost in thought, she suddenly heard a male voice and was startled. She looked around but saw no one. Surprised, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a gentle sorrow appeared in her eyes.

Ge Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Yao; she was much prettier than she had been two years ago, and the shy, immature light in her eyes was gone. He was excited, realizing he had spoken out of turn, and quickly fell silent. He looked around to make sure no one else had noticed before he felt relieved.

Gazing at Xiao Yao, who looked like a fairy by the green pool, the scene on Purple Mist Cliff seemed to reappear before Ge Xiaoyao's eyes.

He was lying in the grass, a piece of clothing he had just torn off hanging from the cliff edge not far from him. Purple mist enveloped his entire body, and below him was a sheer drop.

Back then, Xiao Yao was like a little girl, crying and running all the way here. When she saw that piece of clothing, she burst into tears and rushed straight to the edge of the cliff.

At that moment, Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but want to stand up. He absolutely couldn't watch such a pure girl fall off a cliff for him.

When Xiaoyao was held by her elderly grandfather, Ge Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Back then, he was still a general of the Angry Lion Army, an executioner who invaded and slaughtered the Dongyi.

He had only come to this small Dongyi village by sheer chance, in search of a way to cure the miasma.

However, he was infected with the miasma and was saved by Xiaoyao washing clothes by the river.

Then, several deserters from the Shang army who had also invaded the Dongyi arrived in the village.

They wanted to kill Ge Xiaoyao, kidnap Xiaoyao, and even injured Xiaoyao's grandfather.

Ge Xiaoyao fought back bravely, scaring away the soldiers and saving Xiaoyao's family.

This innocent Dongyi girl actually developed feelings for Ge Xiaoyao.

Knowing it was impossible, Ge Xiaoyao quietly left. He walked to the deep ravine where purple mist rose, tore off a corner of his clothes, and hid in the nearby bushes.

…

Xiao Yao's previously bewildered eyes suddenly lit up. "Brother Ge, is that you…where are you?"

But she was disappointed again. There was no one around. Her shout seemed to be just a ringing in her ears.

More than two years had passed, yet the handsome face of that short Shang Dynasty general still haunted her, often flashing in her dreams at night. However, she had never seen him again. Her grandfather told her that the general was dead, but she didn't believe it. She always thought he was still alive, at least in her heart. He must have left without telling her something, returning to the Shang Dynasty, that far, far away place, the capital of a very powerful nation.

Now, she too had come here, chosen as the future wife of the Shang Dynasty king. But she hadn't even seen what the city looked like before being led into this garden.

However, this garden was quite large, with mountains, water, trees, flowers, and a deep, jade-like pool. Although it wasn't as clear as the stream in front of her house, looking at this pool and thinking of Brother Ge from her dreams was enough.

Ge Xiaoyao took a deep breath, banishing the lingering images of the past from his mind. Looking at Xiao Yao again, she had indeed grown much more beautiful, a graceful young woman.

Ge Xiaoyao longed to go over, pat her head, and affectionately call out, "Xiao Yao!"

But a sudden pang of pain shot through his heart. Who was Xiao Yao in his heart? Yes, two years ago he had asked himself that question: she was his sister, his sister, Ge Xiaoyao's sister.

But he couldn't deceive himself; Xiao Yao didn't want to be his sister.

Therefore, two years ago, he had lied to her. Was he now to expose his deception from back then?

After a long silence, Ge Xiaoyao finally sighed, thinking, "Fine, let the deception of yesteryear continue!" But one thing remained in his mind: to find out how Xiao Yao had come to the Shang Palace. He absolutely couldn't let Xiao Yao become the concubine of that tyrannical King Zhou; he had to rescue her.

Ge Xiaoyao ignored Xiao Yao, who was still standing lost in thought by the pool, and hurried towards his Paradise Pavilion.

Inside the Paradise Pavilion, beauties were still vying for attention. Following King Zhou's selection process, this was the place where the beauties were examined, and naturally, it was the main hurdle determining their selection. The beauty pageant envoys from various vassal states all hoped their chosen beauties would win the crown and ascend to the throne of imperial concubine. Therefore, besides the beauties, many envoys were also scheming for favor at the entrance of the Paradise Pavilion.

News of Ge Xiaoyao's return quickly spread throughout the Paradise Pavilion, and the ambitious beauty pageant envoys flocked to the pavilion in the center of the large lake, only to be stopped by burly, fully armed guards.

"Where is the beauty pageant envoy from the Eastern Barbarians? Marquis Anle requests your presence..." a guard shouted.

The crowd fell silent instantly; the beauty pageant envoys were all surprised that Marquis Anle had chosen only the Eastern Barbarian beauty pageant envoy to receive them. But then, a commotion erupted again, with whispers and discussions filling the air. The beauty envoy from Dongyi stepped forward from the crowd, ascending the stone bridge leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake amidst envious and skeptical gazes.

On the pavilion, Ge Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing indifferently at the boundless blue waters.

"This humble official greets Lord Anle!" The beauty envoy from Dongyi was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a sleazy face.

Ge Xiaoyao said calmly, "You are the beauty envoy from Dongyi?"

"Indeed, this humble official," the man hurriedly replied.

Although he had left Chaoge City and held considerable influence in Dongyi, he knew that before the dignified Lord Anle, Ge Xiaoyao, he was less than an ant in this Pleasure Pavilion.

What followed was a brief exchange of questions. After asking what he wanted to know, Ge Xiaoyao said calmly, "Thank you for your trouble, Your Excellency. Please return."

The beauty envoy from Dongyi quickly took his leave, though he didn't understand why Lord Anle had asked him so many trivial questions.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake was empty, leaving only Ge Xiaoyao.

Gazing at the autumn water, he suddenly sighed and murmured, "Xiao Yao, how could you be so foolish!"

Meanwhile, in the Yimei Pavilion in the back garden, set up for the selected beauties of the Eastern Barbarian lands, Xiao Yao was chatting with a woman.

"Xiao Yao, weren't you forcibly brought here?" the woman asked in surprise.

Xiao Yao softly replied, "Sister, actually, I came here voluntarily!"

"Why?" the woman's eyes widened, even more surprised.

Xiao Yao blushed and said leisurely, "I just wanted to come and see this place!"

Seeing Xiao Yao's expression, the woman suddenly chuckled and teased, "You didn't come here to meet your lover, did you?"

Xiao Yao blushed even more, her small fist poised to punch the woman. The woman stood up and ran, and Xiao Yao chased after her,

the two playfully wrestling. After their antics, they sat down again.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, tell me, what's your lover's name?" the woman asked.

Xiao Yao's face flushed, still breathless from running, and she smiled shyly.

"Tell me, what's his name? Now that you're in the palace, who knows if you can ever leave..." the woman pressed.

Xiao Yao hesitated, then sighed heavily, finally saying, "Sister, please don't tell anyone..."

"Okay!" the woman nodded solemnly.

"His name is..." Xiao Yao finally managed to squeeze out three words... "Ge... Xiao... Yao!"

"Ah... Could he be the general of the Angry Lion Army?" the woman exclaimed.

Xiao Yao shook her head in confusion, "I only know he's a general, but I don't know what kind of general!"

Just then, she heard another woman calling from afar, "Xiao Yao!"

Xiao Yao quickly stood up and said, "Alright, that's enough, they're calling me!"

The woman said, "Go ahead!" She watched Xiao Yao's figure flutter away like a butterfly, but a strange smile appeared on her face.

At the Deer Terrace, in the Beauty Pavilion, the nine-tailed fox spirit Daji stood by the window, gazing at the red clouds outside Chaoge City.

"Your Majesty, I found a woman among the women of Dongyi who knows Ge Xiaoyao!" a hurried female voice said. Then a flash of white light appeared, and a woman appeared before Daji—the very woman who had been laughing and talking with Xiao Yao.

The nine-tailed fox was startled and asked, "Really?"

The woman nodded. "It was that beauty named Xiao Yao who said it herself, but I don't know if it's this Marquis Anle, Ge Xiaoyao!"

The nine-tailed fox pondered for a moment and asked, "Did Xiao Yao reveal Ge Xiaoyao's identity?"

The woman thought for a moment and said, "She only said that Ge Xiaoyao was a general at the time, but she doesn't know if he was from the Angry Lion Army!"

Upon hearing this, the nine-tailed fox gave a smug, seductive smile. "That's it! As far as I know, among the generals who attacked the Eastern Yi back then, he was the only one named Ge Xiaoyao!" As she spoke, she added hatefully, "Ge Xiaoyao, this time I'll make you pay!"

The woman asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"

The nine-tailed fox's face showed a profound and unfathomable smile. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Make arrangements to ensure that she is chosen by King Zhou!"

The woman was taken aback and said, "That way, Ge Xiaoyao will find out sooner or later!"

The nine-tailed fox sneered, "Let him discover that although I can't deal with him, dealing with a beauty chosen by the Eastern Barbarians is no problem!" After a moment's thought, she added, "Have the Enchanting Fox possess her. I want this little Yao to become King Zhou's first lewd concubine!"

The woman replied, "Yes!"

The nine-tailed fox laughed loudly, "Ge Xiaoyao, I'll make you watch as your former confidante suffers such torment!"

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The woman asked, "Should we have the Enchanting Fox possess her now?"

The nine-tailed fox hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No... not yet. I want her to make a grand appearance when King Zhou personally selects her..." As she spoke, she laughed loudly, and it seemed as if she could see Ge Xiaoyao's face turning as red as a pig's liver, enraged to the extreme, wanting to kill King Zhou, but being captured by the Imperial Guards and dismembered by a flurry of blades. She thought to herself, "What a brilliant scheme to use someone else to do my dirty work! Even if the Goddess Nuwa comes, I can easily deny everything and say it has nothing to do with me!"

The woman seemed to understand the Nine-Tailed Fox's meaning and laughed, "Your Majesty's plan is so ingenious; it seems Ge Xiaoyao is doomed!"

The Nine-Tailed Fox was pleased by the flattery and laughed again.

Meanwhile, in the Paradise Pavilion,

Ge Xiaoyao was secretly planning to have the beauties from the Eastern Barbarians undergo physical examinations ahead of schedule.

Actually, the beauties' physical examinations were arranged according to their arrival time in the palace, but Ge Xiaoyao made a slight adjustment, moving the examination time for the Eastern Barbarian beauties forward by ten days.

Of course, Ge Xiaoyao did this for another purpose. As beauties selected through a nationwide search, although they were in the palace, they were not safe. Guards and officials could bully them at will. Only those beauties who had undergone physical examinations would officially enter the selection process and would be protected by special imperial guards.

Ge Xiaoyao not only required Xiao Yao to undergo a physical examination beforehand, but he also insisted that she pass it. He knew that those beauties who failed the examination, though nominally sent back to their hometowns, often met with tragic ends.

Therefore, Ge Xiaoyao needed to keep Xiao Yao under his constant watch to better protect her and find an opportunity to rescue her.

Naturally, the Dongyi beauty pageant envoy was overjoyed to hear that the Dongyi beauties were undergoing physical examinations ahead of time, believing it to be a special favor from the Marquis of Anle. That very night, upon receiving the news, she delivered a full 300,000 taels of gold to Ge Xiaoyao's room. She simply provided a storage location for Ge Xiaoyao to use as he pleased.

Xiao Yao passed the physical examination smoothly. When the Dongyi beauties entered the Pleasure Pavilion, Ge Xiaoyao did not appear, fearing that Xiao Yao would see him.

After completing this task, Ge Xiaoyao entrusted all affairs to his subordinates and devoted himself to practicing his supreme martial arts in the lakeside pavilion.

He understood that everything was just beginning, and his cultivation was far from sufficient. Although his supreme profound skill had already broken through to the intermediate level, he was still far behind Taiyi Zhenren, Jiang Ziya, and others, even inferior to his junior, Nezha.

What particularly bothered Ge Xiaoyao was that he didn't possess a decent magical weapon, which made him feel somewhat shabby.

That day, with nothing to do, Ge Xiaoyao practiced the Tianya Dagger for a while, then suddenly remembered that Taiyi Zhenren had given him a Broken Dragon Blade, said to be an ancient treasure. He remembered that when he first received the Broken Dragon Blade, he felt a pang of pain in his heart and didn't bother to examine the blade carefully before tossing it into his brocade pouch.

Ge Xiaoyao put away the Tianya Dagger, calmed his mind, and then took out the Broken Dragon Blade from the pouch.

Taiyi Zhenren had told him that the Tianya Dagger had a method of use, but the method of controlling the Broken Dragon Blade required his own comprehension. He didn't draw the blade immediately, but instead looked at the scabbard. However, upon looking at it, he felt a dull ache in his heart.

Ge Xiaoyao suppressed the pain with his immortal power and continued to look at the scabbard. The scabbard was dark and ancient, with several clumsy lines carved into it, forming a shape, but its meaning was difficult to discern.

"Damn! What is this thing?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. The shape seemed like a painting, or perhaps some kind of talisman, like the talismans drawn by Jiang Ziya.

"Could it be some kind of ancient seal?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered, and gently touched the shape with his hand.

Upon first touching the shape, Ge Xiaoyao felt a cool sensation, but then immediately felt a warmth flowing from his palm into his body.

Startled, Ge Xiaoyao quickly raised his hand, checked with his immortal power, and found nothing amiss. He tried again, and again, it was cool at first and then warm; the warmth was surprisingly comfortable.

Ge Xiaoyao carefully examined the design, thinking to himself, "This sword is an ancient treasure, so the scabbard must be a treasure as well. It's not surprising that it feels warm to the touch!" He was relieved, but then he tried other parts of the scabbard and found that apart from the design, there was no warmth anywhere else.

"Never mind, let's look at the sword first!" Although Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled, he didn't dwell on the design and drew his sword.

"Damn it! What's going on?" To Ge Xiaoyao's utter shock, his hand, which had been resting on the pattern on the scabbard, seemed glued to it, impossible to remove. The warmth continued to surge into his body, rushing to his brain.

Ge Xiaoyao felt dizzy, unsure whether it was the warmth or his shock and anger. His vision blurred, and even channeling his immortal power couldn't dispel the dizziness.

"Damn it! That old man Taiyi wouldn't harm me, would he? I have no grudge against him..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. Unbeknownst to him, his vision gradually dimmed, then plunged into complete darkness.

"Damn it, I can't see anything!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed under his breath, trying to throw the damned scabbard away, but the scabbard seemed to be held firmly in his hand by an immense force. Not only could he not shake it off, but even trying to pry it off with his left hand failed.

Just then, Ge Xiaoyao sensed a tiny starlight flickering in the endless darkness before him, growing brighter and larger, as if it were drawing ever closer.

When the starlight reached Ge Xiaoyao's eyes, its brightness dimmed considerably, gradually revealing a strange pattern.

"Damn it! Isn't that the damned pattern from the scabbard? How did it get here!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, focusing intently on the pattern.

The pattern shimmered and swirled, its initially rough lines gradually becoming fuller and more dynamic.

A pang of pain shot through Ge Xiaoyao's heart. He could now clearly see that the lines had transformed into three lifelike dragons, intertwined, seemingly close yet distant, constantly roaring, as if in unbearable sorrow.

Infected by the dragons' cries, Ge Xiaoyao's heart ached, and his own sorrow deepened. He stared wide-eyed at the three dragons, motionless, but found that the base of the pattern remained unchanged. Although the three dragons were dynamic, they couldn't break free from the black base, as if firmly sucked in, unable to escape, suffering immense pain.

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "These three dragons are truly pitiful. I must find a way to save them!" His immortal power surged forth, transforming into a beam of light that swept towards the three dragons, intending to help them pull them out of the black basin.

However, Ge Xiaoyao hadn't expected that the golden light formed from his immortal power, upon encountering the black basin, would be like a stream flowing into the sea—unable to return. He could only watch helplessly as his immortal power was continuously sucked into the black basin. Ge Xiaoyao panicked, but didn't know what to do, because he couldn't control his immortal power whether he used his true techniques or his will.

"Reporting to Marquis Anle, King Zhou summons you to the Star-Picking Tower for a meeting!" Just as he was anxiously waiting, a gruff voice shouted.

The scene before him vanished instantly, and Ge Xiaoyao saw the emerald green lake again. Most of his immortal power had been absorbed by the black basin, leaving him feeling utterly weak, his back soaked with cold sweat.

"Lord Anle, what's wrong?" The guard, noticing Ge Xiaoyao's strange expression, hurried forward.

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, leaning on the railing to stand up. He felt a cold wind whistling through his forehead and his whole body was icy cold. He forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. Go back to the King and tell him I've received the decree and will be there soon."

The guard, still worried, asked again, "Lord, are you really alright?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, clearing his mind, and said, "I'm fine, go ahead!"

After the guard, full of suspicion, walked away, Ge Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "That was close, that was close..." Watching the guard's retreating figure, he thought, "I don't even know what that kid's name is, he saved my life!"

Ge Xiaoyao staggered towards the Star-Picking Tower, resting several times along the way, cursing inwardly. "Damn it! What's that old man Taiyi up to? Giving me this thing almost cost me my life!" But then he thought about it and something felt off. He seemed very familiar with the three dragons, and even had a deep affection for them. The mournful roars of the three dragons resonated with his own heart. He thought to

himself, "Damn it! No way... I have to see what that black pot-bottom thing is!" Just then, he arrived at the Star-Picking Tower. "Forget it, I'll deal with King Zhou first, and then I'll study that Dragon-Slaying Blade later!" Ge Xiaoyao cheered up, smiled at the graceful maids in the Star-Picking Tower, and walked straight in.

Since the Deer Terrace was built, the Star-Picking Tower was not as large as before, but because it was relatively low, King Zhou still liked to hold meetings there sometimes. Therefore, although there were not as many maids as before, they were all carefully selected, with wasp waists, slender legs, jade arms, and beautiful breasts. Even their smiles had been specially trained.

"Lord Anle, come quickly! How many women have passed the examination for my beauty pageant?" King Zhou seemed to be in a good mood and asked before Ge Xiaoyao could even bow.

"Damn it! This old lecherous king, it's still this ridiculous beauty pageant!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed inwardly, but still finished his bow before replying, "Your Majesty, so far, we have examined 518 women from various countries, and more than 200 are still waiting."

King Zhou entrusted the examination of the beauties to Ge Xiaoyao and Shen Gongbao, but Ge Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't personally examine the beauties. He ordered his subordinates to find several women skilled in medicine and specially set aside two empty rooms in the Pleasure Pavilion as examination rooms. Ge Xiaoyao was only responsible for guiding them each day and examining a few beauties that the female doctors couldn't handle. Although Shen Gongbao was also in the Pleasure Pavilion, he was at the forefront, personally checking each beauty. As for how much he skimmed off, that was unknown, but Ge Xiaoyao didn't let him touch Xiao Yao.

"If it weren't for me keeping an eye on things, who knows how many times King Zhou would have been cuckolded by now!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, glancing sideways at Shen Gongbao, who stood silently to the side.

King Zhou chuckled and asked, "Grand Preceptor, are your inspections being conducted simultaneously with those of Marquis Anle?"

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Shen Gongbao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, my inspections are being conducted simultaneously with those of Marquis Anle. We have already inspected 518 beauties and found no one skilled in witchcraft or harboring ill intentions." King

Zhou chuckled and nodded, "Good! In that case, I intend to personally select them tomorrow. What do you two wise ministers think?"

Ge Xiaoyao was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Damn! This lecherous king is truly a lecherous king. The selection process isn't even over yet, and he's already in such a hurry! Hmm... but it's good that he selects them personally first; the selection of the beauties later will be easier!" Thinking of this, he said, "That's excellent!"

Shen Gongbao naturally had no objections.

So, King Zhou officially issued a decree that he would personally select beauties at the Star-Picking Tower the next day.

The news spread among the beauties, causing a stir. Those women eager to enter the palace and enjoy wealth and glory began to busy themselves, choosing clothes and preparing their makeup. Meanwhile, in the Yimei Pavilion in the back garden, Xiao Yao went alone to the clear pool of water, gazing at the water and sighing, "Brother Ge, where are you?"

On the Deer Terrace, the nine-tailed fox spirit Daji smiled at the alluring woman before her and said, "Charming Fox, did you hear what I said?" The

Charming Fox quickly replied, "Yes, I heard it clearly!"

The nine-tailed fox spirit nodded, "Very well… go then, it's up to you!"

The Charming Fox smiled and said, "The Charming Fox will definitely transform Xiao Yao, making her surpass all the beauties and win King Zhou's favor. Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

The nine-tailed fox spirit pondered for a moment: "Charming Fox…" "Fox, you've been with me at Xuanyuan Tomb for many years, and have fully mastered my Nine-Tailed Charm Technique. Although you haven't yet achieved immortality, your cultivation has been steadily increasing. If you succeed this time, I will surely reward you with a thousand years of cultivation!"

The fox spirit was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your kind guidance, Your Majesty. I will do my utmost to repay Your Majesty!"

The nine-tailed fox spirit nodded in satisfaction. This time, she entered the Shang Dynasty's harem, intending to use the beauty pageant as an opportunity to bring all twelve of her old disciples and followers from Xuanyuan Tomb into the harem. The woman who betrayed Xiao Yao that day was one of her subordinates possessing the body of that Dongyi woman.

"The Great Shang Dynasty will surely perish at the hands of my Nine-Tailed Fox!" she resolved silently, then said to the Enchanting Fox, "Since that's the case, then go! Remember, be cautious, and absolutely avoid the Imperial Advisor Shen Gongbao and that Marquis of Anle, Ge Xiaoyao, otherwise, once your whereabouts are revealed, I cannot protect you!"

The Enchanting Fox nodded in agreement, then transformed into a gust of wind and departed.

The next day, King Zhou arrived at the Star-Picking Tower early in the morning with the Nine-Tailed Fox, Daji. Everything had been arranged.

Ge Xiaoyao and Shen Gongbao sat at the front desk, waiting for the beauties to arrive.

As arranged beforehand, this time King Zhou would personally select beauties from each of the vassal states, who would then present their looks, figures, and talents to him. King Zhou would then choose the top twenty beauties for the next round of selection. Each of the twenty selected beauties would receive a gold medal, hence the name "Gold Medal Beauties."

Amidst the sound of drums and music, the beauties made their entrance one by one.

The Star-Picking Tower was instantly filled with the radiant beauty of spring and the intoxicating fragrance of intoxicating air. To win King Zhou's favor, the beauties all wore only light gauze garments, revealing their exquisite or voluptuous figures.

Not only was King Zhou captivated, but even the guards outside the Star-Picking Tower were completely unsuspecting, their eyes fixed on the ample breasts and hips.

Normally, when the Nine-Tailed Fox's minions possessed the beauties, the Imperial Advisor Shen Gongbao and Ge Xiaoyao should have been able to detect the demonic aura. However, the Nine-Tailed Fox was no ordinary being. Having received five thousand years of celestial power from the Goddess Nuwa, her cultivation far surpassed that of Ge Xiaoyao and Shen Gongbao. With a simple manipulation, she could distribute her celestial power to the minions, temporarily concealing their demonic aura, though it wouldn't last.

Before long, King Zhou, holding fine wine, was grinning lewdly. He had already scattered more than ten gold medals, and his expression revealed how this lecherous king intended to treat these beauties tonight.

The nine-tailed fox spirit sat dignifiedly beside King Zhou, occasionally refilling his wine jug, her face always bearing that lukewarm, faint smile. She herself had already selected ten of her women for the gold medal selection, a result that pleased her greatly. She now waited to see how the fox spirit would manipulate Xiao Yao from the Eastern Barbarians, and then to see Ge Xiaoyao erupt in fury…

Ge Xiaoyao, however, was not worried, because the dozen or so beauties King Zhou had selected were all extremely seductive. Although Xiao Yao was stunningly beautiful, she was not to King Zhou's liking. Shen Gongbao, on the other hand

, was secretly pondering which of the beauties who had not been selected for the gold medal selection was more radiant, so that he could target her and make her his bed matchmaker when he returned.

The three men, each with their own agenda, remained impassive, occasionally offering King Zhou a few compliments while preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Meanwhile, the beauties from the nearby vassal states had all been selected. When the official announced, "The Yi tribe beauties," King Zhou frowned slightly and asked Shen Gongbao, "Have these beauties been carefully examined?" It seemed he was still troubled by the incident with the Yi tribe's sorcerer assassin.

Shen Gongbao quickly replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I personally tested these beauties with my magic; none of them possess witchcraft!"

King Zhou was relieved and nodded, saying, "That's good. Although the Yi women are beautiful, if someone possesses witchcraft, keeping them in the harem would be a great calamity. We must be careful!"

As he spoke, the Eastern Yi beauties ascended the Star-Picking Tower.

King Zhou, seeing that each of the beauties possessed an exquisite figure and breathtaking beauty, was filled with admiration and unable to choose. He then said, "My beauties, which one would like to demonstrate her talent for me first?!"

One of the beauties stepped forward, and Ge Xiaoyao was startled to see that it was Xiao Yao.

Earlier, when the beauties entered the hall, Ge Xiaoyao had only seen Xiao Yao walking slowly with her head bowed, and hadn't paid her any attention. But seeing her step forward now, he was shocked.

What startled him even more was that Xiao Yao was different now. Her two thin, transparent gauze garments revealed glimpses of her lustful black and red skin. With a slight movement, the gauze fluttered, stirring up all desire and arousing lust—she was dressed as a wanton and wanton woman.

"This humble woman is willing to perform a dance for Your Majesty, wishing you a long life and a prosperous nation!" A seductive voice rang out, sending a chill down Ge Xiaoyao's spine. He looked up and saw Xiao Yao with captivating phoenix eyes, exuding a charming and delicate aura. Their eyes met, but she showed no surprise, only exchanging a passionate glance with King Zhou.

King Zhou laughed heartily, "The barbarian tribe has such a beauty! No need for formalities, quickly perform!"

Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled, thinking to himself, "Damn! This is definitely not Xiao Yao, there must be something fishy going on!" He secretly used his immortal power to investigate, but couldn't detect anything amiss, becoming even more perplexed and restless.

The nine-tailed fox spirit Daji had already sensed Ge Xiaoyao's use of immortal power. She was confident and unafraid, but instead looked at Xiao Yao with a seductive smile. Xiao Yao returned the glance, and in that exchange of glances, their feelings were clear.

At this moment, Xiao Yao was possessed by the enchanting fox spirit; where was her sense of shame? Her mind was completely controlled by the enchanting fox, making her like a walking corpse.

"Mmm..." Xiao Yao let out a seductive moan, and as the music began, her graceful figure began to dance.

The music was ethereal, and her dance became even more lewd.

The enchanting fox displayed all the seductive skills she had learned from the nine-tailed fox through Xiao Yao's exquisite body, making her unforgettable at first glance, itchy at second glance, and maddening at third glance.

When the music was urgent, her jade arms trembled, her bare legs were raised high, and her waist twisted like a serpent.

When the music was gentle, her spring eyes were full of affection, her jade hands gently beckoned, and with each deep breath, her beautiful front was breathtaking.

King Zhou held a cup in one hand, the wine to his lips but he did not drink it. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yao, his Adam's apple bobbing, and the sound of him swallowing his saliva could be clearly heard.

Most exquisitely, when her eyes gleamed with allure, her cherry lips parted slightly, occasionally emitting a soft, slow breath or moan, further arousing King Zhou's unsteadiness. Had it not been for Daji's protection, the wine in his cup would have been spilled long ago.

Seeing Xiao Yao's wanton expression, Ge Xiaoyao felt a sharp pain in his heart. Xiao Yao's exposed beauty was unbearable to look at; he wanted to leap up and shout, "Stop!"

However, a voice in Ge Xiaoyao's mind said, "Ge Xiaoyao, calm down. This isn't Xiao Yao, it's not..." Ge Xiaoyao understood that if this Xiao Yao wasn't an imposter, she had been harmed by a demon. Although he couldn't sense any demonic aura on her, he had this feeling.

"What should I do?" Ge Xiaoyao sat on pins and needles.

King Zhou finally couldn't contain himself and shouted, "Good!"

The music stopped abruptly. Xiao Yao, panting softly, her jade-like face flushed and even more radiant than before, gracefully stopped her dance, bowed, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

King Zhou laughed heartily, picked up a gold plaque, and then a jade plaque, handing them to the master of ceremonies.

The master of ceremonies exclaimed happily, "Xiao Yao, the beauty of the Yi tribe, is now a gold plaque beauty. She is hereby bestowed with a jade plaque as well. Tonight, she will enter the Star-Picking Tower to serve Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao's face became even more alluring. She threw several seductive glances at King Zhou before swaying her hips gracefully forward to accept the gold and jade plaques, expressing her gratitude.

King Zhou's laughter continued, and he roared, "With such a beauty, why should I choose anyone else!" With a wave of his hand, he said, "Disperse, all of you!"

The crowd thanked him and dispersed, their spirits dampened.

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's absent-minded appearance, King Zhou laughed loudly, "Lord Anle, you've worked hard these past few days. If you see any beauties you like, feel free to choose! Hmm... consider it my reward!"

"Damn it! You lecherous king, do you think I, Ge Xiaoyao, am as lustful as you?" Ge Xiaoyao cursed inwardly, and hurriedly said, "This humble subject dares not!"

King Zhou said, "Why wouldn't you dare? And the Imperial Advisor, you may also choose beauties!"

Shen Gongbao , who had been eyeing the beauty for a long time, was overjoyed when King Zhou issued a decree to reward her. He quickly expressed his gratitude.

King Zhou laughed and then issued another decree to reward the Eastern Yi beauty envoy, ordering Xiao Yao to be bathed and perfumed, and sent to the Star-Picking Tower at midnight.

With everything arranged, the nine-tailed fox spirit Daji smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on choosing your favorite beauty!"

King Zhou chuckled lewdly again. Seeing Daji's boundless allure, and having been aroused by Xiao Yao's seductive dance, he pulled her close, his large hands reaching under her clothes to caress her, causing Daji to gasp softly.

Returning from the Star-Picking Tower, Ge Xiaoyao came alone to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Gazing at the desolate, blue water, his heart ached. He thought to himself, "King Zhou wants Xiaoyao to serve him tonight, this

is absolutely unacceptable!" He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and slammed his palm against a large rock beside the pavilion. With a crack, the rock was clearly broken. He thought bitterly, "Fine! To hell with it! I'll just do it tonight!"

Chapter 160 Unexpected Change (Part 1)

"King Zhou, King Zhou... you shouldn't have made a move on Xiaoyao. Don't blame me, Ge Xiaoyao, for being ruthless!" Ge Xiaoyao gritted his teeth as he added packets of medicinal herbs to a pot of boiling soup. This was a nourishing soup he planned to serve King Zhou later.

"Haha, after you drank this Blissful Soup, I've already run away with Xiao Yao... Hmm, Shen Gongbao, just wait to collect King Zhou's corpse! Nine-Tailed Fox, we'll settle the score with Chu Yu later!" Ge Xiaoyao stirred the soup as he pondered.

It was late autumn, with a slight hint of winter in the air. Night seemed to fall earlier in Chaoge City than usual. The sun was setting, just as King Zhou was having his evening meal.

Ge Xiaoyao prepared the poisoned soup, personally carrying it towards the Star-Picking Tower.

As usual, Ge Xiaoyao encountered no obstacles along the way and went straight into the Star-Picking Tower. And as usual, he placed the soup in the most conspicuous spot on King Zhou's table.

Ge Xiaoyao originally intended to wait until King Zhou came to serve him his meal before leaving to return to the Blissful Pavilion to change his clothes, and then go to the Yimei Pavilion in the back garden to rescue Xiao Yao.

Upon seeing Ge Xiaoyao, the guard chuckled and said, "Lord Anle, may I have a taste of today's nourishing soup?"

"Damn it! Go ahead and try it if you're not afraid of death!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and said, "Today's nourishing soup is no ordinary soup. I know that the King is going to enjoy the company of a new favorite tonight, so I specially prepared it. I'm afraid you can't have a taste!" After saying that, he also chuckled.

The guard said, "My lord, I've been feeling a bit weak lately. The medicinal meals I usually serve to the King have been quite nourishing. Please make an exception and let me have a taste of today's soup!"

Ge Xiaoyao was used to joking with these guards and often secretly shared some of the medicinal meals he presented to King Zhou with them, keeping them all very vigorous. Hearing the guard's words, he laughed and said, "Feeling a bit weak lately... Hmm... I'm afraid it's not because the King is holding a beauty pageant, but because you guys have been involved, haven't you?"

The guard said, "Lord Anle, it's not because I've been involved, it's a gift from the King!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, thought for a moment, and then took out a jade bottle from his robes, saying, "This soup is specially for the King. No one is allowed to touch it. Here's a bottle of Ecstasy Pill, enough to make you feel blissful!"

The guard chuckled and took the jade bottle, saying, "Thank you, Lord Anle!" He then happily went to the back with the jade bottle.

Ge Xiaoyao watched the guard's retreating figure, sighed softly, and muttered to himself, "I'm afraid you can only use that Bliss Pill once!"

At this time, King Zhou had not yet arrived, so Ge Xiaoyao sat on the Star-Picking Tower, waiting for him while secretly plotting how to rescue Xiao Yao.

On the Deer Terrace, a guard bowed his head and hurriedly approached Daji's palace. After whispering a few words to the guards at the door, he rushed inside.

"What?" Daji was startled after hearing the guard's words and stood up abruptly.

The guard trembled and said, "Ge Xiaoyao's tonic soup today is extraordinary. I sensed something was amiss, so I came to report to Your Majesty! Unlike usual, he always allowed me to share some of the soup when he served it, but today he refused. Moreover, the Bliss Pill, which he usually cherishes so much, was given to me in its entirety today!"

As he spoke, the guard presented the jade bottle to Daji with both hands.

Daji took the jade bottle, uncorked it, smelled it, and her bewitching eyes flickered as she pondered, "Alright, the King will be having his meal soon. Find a way to switch the soup and bring it to me. I will check it!"

The guard nodded and said, "Yes! Your Majesty... I'll go now!"

Seeing Daji nod thoughtfully, the guard hurriedly left.

Ge Xiaoyao watched as King Zhou finished the nourishing soup he had personally prepared before taking his leave from the Star-Picking Tower. He immediately returned to the Paradise Pavilion, quickly changed his clothes, packed his things, and then stealthily made his way to the back garden.

The back garden wasn't far from Ge Xiaoyao's Paradise Pavilion. From here, one could see the pavilion's grand halls and the huge plaque above the entrance, bearing the golden characters "Paradise" personally inscribed by King Zhou. Ge Xiaoyao glanced back at the empire he had built up over three years in the Shang Palace, a wave of emotion washing over him. He remembered how he had entered the palace to serve as a physician for a woman; and now, he too was leaving the Shang Palace for a woman. "Damn it! What's with all the sentimentality?! A real man should act on impulse, not hesitate and be so indecisive!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, turning away without looking back and heading straight for the Yimei Pavilion.

"Damn it! Why is it so quiet today!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself as he entered the Yimei Pavilion in the back garden.

The Yimei Pavilion was located in the northeast corner of the back garden, with a dedicated garden area of about one-fifth of its size, roughly ten acres in size. In the center were more than ten two-story pavilions, specifically for the accommodation of the beauties, maids, and guards from the Yi tribe. Normally, the beauties, maids, and patrolling guards would come and go, making it quite lively. But today, it was deserted; apart from the soldiers on duty, not a single beauty was to be seen.

"That's it," Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. "Now that the beauties have been chosen, they're naturally either disappointed, weeping, or packing their bags to return to the Eastern Yi. Who has the leisure to stroll and play here?" He didn't stop and walked straight in.

Upon entering Yimei Pavilion, Ge Xiaoyao saw several disheveled and unkempt beauties huddled together, chatting idly. Seeing their dejected expressions, Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Damn! They're already so disheartened. There are plenty of wealthy and powerful officials in Chaoge City. I'm afraid none of these women will be able to go home; they'll all be divided up by these nobles!"

He approached and overheard someone whispering, "That Xiaoyao seems to be possessed. She usually seems so quiet and virtuous, but how come she became so wanton when the King personally selected her?"

One of the beauties pouted, "What! That's called being secretly wanton. You can't tell anything usually, but she starts acting wildly as soon as she sees a man!"

Ge Xiaoyao found this unbearable and wanted to slap the woman, but remembering he had important business to attend to, and since he never hit women, he didn't want to listen anymore. He walked inside, searching for Xiaoyao's residence.

Ge Xiaoyao used his immortal power to secretly survey his surroundings and quickly located Xiao Yao's location. However, this use of immortal power had a significant impact; he scanned every corner of the Yimei Pavilion and discovered many lewd things he shouldn't have seen.

He knew the principle of "do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper," but he had no choice but to look and listen improperly, and even had to barge into her boudoir to act improperly.

Because, using his immortal power, he discovered that Xiao Yao was slowly undressing, and in front of her was a large bathtub filled with water sprinkled with peach blossom petals.

Ge Xiaoyao felt dizzy, because Xiao Yao's body was too beautiful, so beautiful that he dared not look any longer.

He used his wall-penetrating technique and, in just a few steps, arrived at Xiao Yao's room. Ge Xiaoyao still knew that Xiao Yao was definitely possessed by some demon; otherwise, she wouldn't be bathing so peacefully after learning that he was to serve King Zhou that night.

"Xiao Yao..." Ge Xiaoyao called softly.

"Who?!" Xiao Yao immediately pulled one foot out of the bathtub, disregarding her modesty, and formed a circle with her hands in front of her chest, her beautiful eyes wide open, warily looking around.

"Damn it! Shameless vixen!" Ge Xiaoyao dared not look at Xiaoyao's breathtakingly beautiful body any longer, turning his head to curse, "What kind of demon dares to possess a good man!"

The fox spirit possessing Xiaoyao trembled upon hearing Ge Xiaoyao's curse, and continued, "Where did this meddlesome old Taoist come from? It's none of your business what I do! If you've got the guts, stop hiding and show yourself!"

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Damn it! Fine, I'll show myself! Who am I afraid of now? I doubt even you, a demon, would dare disturb the guards outside!" Thinking this, he laughed and revealed himself. "Hey,

you devil! Ge Xiaoyao is here! Get down from your beautiful form and let me see your true form!" The fox spirit laughed and said seductively, "So it's the Marquis of Anle! This beauty is about to become a Noble Consort. I can't bear to part with her!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled coldly and said, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The fox spirit's face was stern, but Xiaoyao's jade face, though angry, was smiling and even more charming. Ge Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and the expression on Xiaoyao's face when he first pulled her into his arms flashed through his mind. A pang of pain shot through him, instantly snapping him back to reality. He coldly declared, "Demon, state your name! Ge Xiaoyao's blade does not slay nameless demons!"

The fox spirit puffed out her chest, her already exposed body becoming even more alluring, and said, "I am the fox spirit from Xuanyuan's Tomb!"

"Hmm! So it's just a vixen!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed. He couldn't bear to see Xiao Yao's body insulted by this fox demon. With a thought, his immortal power manifested, and a long robe appeared out of thin air. "Put it on!" Ge Xiaoyao commanded sternly.

The seductive fox laughed lasciviously, and a beam of black light shot out, shattering the long robe. She struck an extremely alluring and lewd pose, saying, "Such a fiery figure, and you don't even want to look? Are you even a man?"

Ge Xiaoyao was furious. From the fox's earlier attack, he had already discerned that her cultivation was not high. He had no confidence in knocking her unconscious and capturing her without harming Xiao Yao. He chuckled, "Indeed beautiful, but this isn't you!" Before he finished speaking, an invisible force of immortal energy shot towards the fox's chest.

The fox laughed lasciviously again, and simply cupped her breasts with her two delicate hands, shaking them violently at Ge Xiaoyao, her mouth bewitching as she cried out, "Hmm...come on, are you willing to hit such a beautiful body?" She intended to provoke Ge Xiaoyao into attacking.

However, she hadn't expected that Ge Xiaoyao's cultivation was far superior to hers. Before she even moved, his energy had already been unleashed. By the time she realized it, it was too late. She only felt a powerful force attacking her head, and when she tried to resist, how could she possibly stop it?

The fox spirit let out a muffled groan, staggering back several steps until her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground. She felt the immense force pierce her heart, rapidly spreading to her limbs and mind. Instantly, she felt weak and powerless, collapsing unconscious.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Ge Xiaoyao sneered, gazing at the jade-like body lying there. Then, remembering it was Xiao Yao's body, he felt a pang of tenderness. He

immediately lifted her onto the brocade bed, intending to cover her with the sheet before carrying her away. Ge Xiaoyao picked Xiao Yao up and placed her on the brocade bed. Just as he lifted the sheet to cover her, he suddenly felt a gust of demonic wind behind him, followed by a powerful blow to his lower back.

Chapter 161 Unexpected Change (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao's supreme martial arts had already reached a considerable level. Although he couldn't use the magic weapon Dragon-Slaying Blade, he had refined and mastered the magic weapons Scalpel and the Horizon Thorn. With a thought and a flash of cold light, the Scalpel materialized from his body, spinning rapidly behind him and forming an unbreakable shield of immortal energy.

With a loud bang, Ge Xiaoyao felt the shield of immortal energy behind him tremble violently, a sharp pain shooting through his back. He groaned, lunging forward and collapsing onto Xiaoyao.

Ge Xiaoyao's magical artifact, the surgical scalpel, shattered completely, barely managing to block the demonic attack. He then heard a seductive laugh behind him: "Haha, I didn't expect that after a few days, Marquis Anle's cultivation has not only failed to improve but has actually regressed considerably. Could it be because you've been spending your nights in passionate battles with beauties?"

Without turning around, Ge Xiaoyao knew it was the nine-tailed fox demon. He coldly asked, "What are you doing here?"

The nine-tailed fox demon laughed, "You injured my subordinate; shouldn't I come and see?"

"Your subordinate?" Ge Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the demon possessing Xiao Yao who had introduced herself as a fox spirit from Xuanyuan Tomb. He immediately said, "Is it that vixen? I've already destroyed her!"

"Hmph..." the nine-tailed fox demon sneered, "Ge Xiaoyao, you're not lying to me anymore. You only knocked her unconscious! I know you couldn't bear to kill your little Yao sister!"

"What?" Ge Xiaoyao was startled, thinking, "How does this fox spirit know about my relationship with Xiaoyao?"

The nine-tailed fox continued, "Ge Xiaoyao, King Zhou has already chosen Xiaoyao to serve him tonight. I think you'd better get out of there quickly and not block her opportunity to serve the king!"

The mention of King Zhou made Ge Xiaoyao sneer, "King Zhou? I'm afraid he's already dead tonight!"

The nine-tailed fox coldly said, "Ge Xiaoyao, do you really think King Zhou drank your poison?!"

Ge Xiaoyao was startled again. "What?"

The nine-tailed fox looked up at the sky and laughed, "Your poison is right here! See if it is?"

Ge Xiaoyao turned around and saw the nine-tailed fox holding a jade basin. Without even tasting it, just by looking at its color, Ge Xiaoyao knew it was the poisoned soup he had personally prepared.

"Damn! King Zhou didn't drink this soup, so how did it end up in her hands?" Ge Xiaoyao was utterly bewildered.

The nine-tailed fox demon chuckled coldly, casually tossing the jade basin to the ground, shattering it into pieces and spilling soup everywhere. "You're eager to know how I knew your soup was poisoned, aren't you?"

"Hmph, you lewd demon, I didn't expect you to have bribed that guard too!" Ge Xiaoyao said coldly. He thought carefully; when he delivered the soup to King Zhou, besides the guard, no one else was present. It must have been that guard who tampered with it!

"Hahaha..." the nine-tailed fox demon laughed, "Ge Xiaoyao, you're very clever... but the cleverer the person, the shorter their life. Do you know the saying, 'Cleverness can be your downfall'? Hahaha..."

Ge Xiaoyao felt a surge of anger. "Lewd demon, I don't have time to waste here chatting with you. Farewell!" With that, he grabbed Xiao Yao and flew away.

"Wait!" the nine-tailed fox said. "Ge Xiaoyao, if you want it, I won't stop you. But if you want to take this beauty away, I won't allow it!"

Ge Xiaoyao coldly replied, "You lecherous demon, I'm busy today. Do you think I, Ge Xiaoyao, am afraid of you?!"

The nine-tailed fox had received five thousand years of cultivation from the goddess Nuwa. After testing her just now, she knew that her cultivation was far superior to Ge Xiaoyao's. She laughed and said, "Alright, since that's the case, let's see if you can escape!"

Instantly, several ideas had already crossed Ge Xiaoyao's mind. Judging from the attack just now, it seemed that the nine-tailed fox's cultivation had improved a lot, while he had lost 50% of his cultivation due to the Dragon-Slaying Blade. If it were a one-on-one fight, he definitely wouldn't be able to escape. "Damn it! I have no choice but to take a gamble!"

Ge Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, and the magic weapon, the Heavenly Edge Thorn, flashed with an extremely bright white light, materialized from Ge Xiaoyao's body and stabbed fiercely at the nine-tailed fox.

The Heavenly Edge Thorn was a gift from the Taiyi Zhenren of the Golden Light Cave on Qianyuan Mountain. It was an ancient spiritual treasure, incredibly powerful. Ge Xiaoyao, enraged, attacked without holding back. He didn't believe the Heavenly Edge Thorn could harm the Nine-Tailed Fox; he merely hoped to gain a brief moment of escape by sacrificing this treasure.

The Heavenly Edge Thorn flashed a dazzling white light, piercing towards the Nine-Tailed Fox. Simultaneously, Ge Xiaoyao activated his invisibility and wall-penetrating technique, rushing outside.

"Ah!" Ge Xiaoyao roared, his body slamming into the wall, his head throbbing painfully. Fortunately, Xiao Yao was tightly held in his arms and didn't hit the wall, avoiding the physical pain. "Damn it! How could this wall-penetrating technique fail?!"

The white light of the Heavenly Edge Thorn hadn't faded yet. The power of this ancient spiritual treasure was indeed extraordinary; even the Nine-Tailed Fox dared not underestimate it, using its demonic arts to contend with it, hoping to slowly wear down its arrogance and subdue it for its own use.

Seeing his magic fail, Ge Xiaoyao gathered his remaining immortal power and chanted an incantation, rushing out again. This time, he didn't charge as fiercely as before, gently touching the wall, but the result still shocked him. "Damn! What happened?"

Ge Xiaoyao felt cold sweat pouring down his back, thinking to himself, "It's over!"

He turned around and saw the light of the Sky-End Thorn gradually dimming, knowing that his immortal power was exhausted and he was likely to fall into the hands of the Nine-Tailed Fox. He became even more anxious.

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's disheveled appearance, the Nine-Tailed Fox laughed loudly, "Ge Xiaoyao, this place has been sealed by my magic! You can't escape!"

"Damn it! Forget it..." Ge Xiaoyao knew that the situation was hopeless, "Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!" He gathered his last bit of immortal power and channeled it into the Sky-End Thorn, silently chanting a few incantations.

The Sky-Piercing Thorn, hovering in mid-air, suddenly swelled several times its original size, unleashing a light even more dazzling than before. Within the light, the Sky-Piercing Thorn violently exploded, shattering into countless fragments that enveloped the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"Master Taiyi, Ge Xiaoyao has wronged you..." Recalling Master Taiyi's gift of the thorn, Ge Xiaoyao felt a pang of sorrow. In his haste, to prevent the Sky-Piercing Thorn from falling into the Nine-Tailed Fox's hands, Ge Xiaoyao had recited the self-destruction incantation of his magical treasure.

The Nine-Tailed Fox gasped in surprise. She had never expected Ge Xiaoyao to detonate his magical treasure in self-destruction. This Sky-Piercing Thorn was an ancient spiritual treasure; how immense was the power of its self-destruction? The Nine-Tailed Fox barely managed to withstand it, even with all her cultivation exerted, and was already panting heavily, her cultivation severely damaged.

"Hmph... Well done, Ge Xiaoyao! How dare you treat me like this!" The nine-tailed fox demon was furious that Ge Xiaoyao had destroyed his magical artifact to injure her, completely forgetting Nuwa's instructions not to harm him. "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ge Xiaoyao was now no different from an ordinary person, with no immortal power left. He only wanted to die quickly, so he spread his arms in a posture of exercising his immortal power and chuckled, "You lewd demon, I, Ge Xiaoyao, have never considered you human! Come on, do you think I, Ge Xiaoyao, am afraid of you?"

The nine-tailed fox demon's anger surged, and she raised her hand, unleashing a gust of demonic wind towards Ge Xiaoyao.

Ge Xiaoyao closed his eyes and concentrated, waiting for that final moment. "Chu Yu, Xiao Yao, Brother Ge can't save you! Don't blame me..."

The demonic wind rushed towards him, but Ge Xiaoyao remained motionless.

Everything was so quiet, the quiet of death enveloped Ge Xiaoyao. He felt nothing, as if the same tranquility and peace he felt when those thugs forced him off the rooftop was as serene as a roc spreading its wings…

A flash of light, and the demonic wind that had been engulfing Ge Xiaoyao's face rebounded. Ge Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes and shouted incredulously, "Dragon-Slaying Blade!"

A surge of heat rose from his dantian, and Ge Xiaoyao's body was instantly filled with power.

He was astonished to find that half of his cultivation, absorbed by the Dragon-Slaying Blade, had been restored.

"Ah!" A surging wave of immortal power repelled the demonic energy, greatly surprising the Nine-Tailed Fox. She had never expected that Ge Xiaoyao could unleash such powerful strength at the moment of death.

However, the Nine-Tailed Fox was, after all, an old demon who had cultivated for many years and absorbed thousands of years of cultivation from the Goddess Nuwa. When Ge Xiaoyao's seemingly fierce immortal power reached her, it could not penetrate her.

Even so, Ge Xiaoyao was extremely excited. "Dragon-Slaying Blade, kill!" he roared, for some reason, he knew this was the power of the Dragon-Slaying Blade.

Another flash of white light, a cold glint mixed with a sharp whistling sound, and a snow-white greatsword with a dragon's head cast on its hilt shot out from Ge Xiaoyao's body, drawing a bright arc in the air like lightning, directly slashing towards the nine-tailed fox demon who was using her power to suppress the immortal energy.

With a loud bang, Ge Xiaoyao's body flew up, slammed heavily against the wall, and then crashed heavily to the ground. A faint white light vanished in an instant, disappearing into his body.

The nine-tailed fox demon staggered back a few steps, a trace of blood trickling from her cherry lips. Her once clear black and white eyes were now bloodshot and terrifyingly red, as if she too had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Ge Xiaoyao, prepare to die!" the nine-tailed fox demon roared again, charging forward.

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao was truly unable to move, his whole body felt like it had fallen apart, he didn't even have the strength to bend his fingers.

Watching the nine-tailed fox howl and charge towards him, Ge Xiaoyao smiled inwardly and sighed, "This is my fate, what can anyone do to me?"

The nine-tailed fox stopped abruptly before reaching Ge Xiaoyao, listening intently.

Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps and shouts, "Capture the traitor Ge Xiaoyao!"

The nine-tailed fox recognized the words, a smile appearing on its face. Looking at the motionless Ge Xiaoyao lying on the ground, it said, "Ge Xiaoyao, if I don't kill you, someone else will! Hahaha..." With a long laugh, it vanished like a gust of wind.

Seeing the nine-tailed fox leave so mysteriously, Ge Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, then everything went black, and he fainted.

The door was flung open, and a squad of fully armed imperial guards rushed in, a row of gleaming swords and spears immediately pointing at the motionless, unconscious Ge Xiaoyao and Xiao Yao.

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, the traitor Ge Xiaoyao has been captured!" a soldier shouted.

Perhaps awakened by the shout, Xiao Yao, who had been unconscious, slowly awoke, opening her eyes. She was still wrapped in the bedsheet Ge Xiaoyao had rolled up for her.

"General, what happened?" Seeing the gleaming swords and spears, Xiao Yao was not frightened, but suddenly gave a bewitching smile. This smile was enough to prove that she was still the Enchanting Fox, not Xiao Yao.

Chapter 162 Unexpected Change (Part 2)

The soldiers were stunned, unsure how to answer.

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair and a white beard and a handsome middle-aged man walked in. Judging from their clothing, they should be royalty.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and said to the enchanting fox, "Consort Yao, you've been frightened. I've been ordered by the King to mobilize the Imperial Guards to arrest the traitor Ge Xiaoyao."

The enchanting fox smiled sweetly and said, "You're too kind

, sir. This must be Ge Xiaoyao. He scared me to death just now. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and two crystal tears were about to roll down her cheeks. The middle-aged man said, "It's alright now. Please rest well, Consort Yao. The King has decreed that your service tonight is canceled!"

The enchanting fox hurriedly said, "Little Yao accepts the decree!" But a hint of disappointment appeared on her face.

The middle-aged man then whispered a few words to the old man, who immediately said to the soldiers, "Take this traitor Ge Xiaoyao back to await the King's judgment!"

The enchanting fox then said, "Little Yao is new to the inner palace. May I ask how you two gentlemen should be addressed? I hope to repay your life-saving grace in the future."

The old man pondered for a moment and remained silent.

At this moment, the middle-aged man said, "Consort Yao, you flatter me. My name is Bigan, and this gentleman is the current king's uncle, Lord Jizi."

The fox spirit nodded and said sweetly, "Thank you both for saving us!"

Bigan hurriedly said, "Consort Yao, please don't thank me. It is our duty to serve the king and queen!" He added, "I have other matters to attend to and cannot linger any longer. I will take my leave!"

At this moment, the soldiers had already bound Ge Xiaoyao tightly and carried him away.

Bigan and Jizi left the back garden, and Bigan then whispered to Jizi, "Why does Consort Yao have a demonic aura on her face?"

Jizi pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think it's quite right either. It seems like a demonic aura, yet it also seems like a celestial aura. I can't tell. Let's deal with Ge Xiaoyao first!"

Bigan nodded and said, "Ge Xiaoyao has harmed us one after another. Only by eliminating him can we quell our hatred!"

When Ge Xiaoyao woke up and saw Bigan and Jizi, he thought he was dead and had come to the underworld. However, he was now in despair and didn't care about anything. He said nonchalantly, "Weren't you dead? How come you're still here!"

Bigan glanced at Ge Xiaoyao, didn't speak, but turned around and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Ge Xiaoyao has woken up!"

Ge Xiaoyao tried to move his hands and feet, but found that he couldn't move. He was bound tightly. Lying on the ground, he barely managed to turn his head and saw that King Zhou was also there. He looked around at the furnishings and thought to himself, "Damn! Isn't this the Star-Picking Tower? But how come Bigan and Jizi are alive again?"

At this moment, King Zhou spoke, "Ge Xiaoyao, since you entered the palace, I have treated you well. Why did you plot against me?" His words were quite cold and harsh.

Ge Xiaoyao sneered but remained silent, thinking to himself, "You lecherous king, what's the use of spouting nonsense now that things have come to this!"

Ji Zi said sternly, "Ge Xiaoyao, why are you silent when the king is asking you a question?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "I don't know if Lord Ji Zi and Lord Bigan, one intends to rape the queen, and the other intends to commit indecent acts with the empress, how can you still have the face to live in this world!"

Ji Zi and Bigan's faces changed color, and Bigan said, "Shameless traitor! You plotted to frame a good minister. If it weren't for a master saving you, your evil scheme would probably have succeeded!"

In fact, at that time, Ji Zi was tempted by Ge Xiaoyao's lewd wine and intended to rape Consort Shu. Later, he was discovered by King Zhou and committed suicide by crashing into a mountain rock. However, his soul was unwilling to accept this and went straight to Dengfeng Mountain and Chaoge Mountain in the Shang Kingdom. Unexpectedly, he was saved by a hermit immortal on the way, who said that he still had thirty years of life left and should not die young. So he gave him a way to return to life. Ji Zi did not die, but Ge Xiaoyao was at the height of his power in the court. He didn't act rashly, instead finding a remote village to live in seclusion and wait for his opportunity.

Bi Gan, on the other hand, was also alive. The day Empress Jiang's maid delivered a message to him, he sensed something amiss. How could someone with such a sharp mind be so foolish? He sent a double, and sure enough, it was a poisonous plot. He then gathered his possessions and went into hiding, secretly investigating the true culprit behind the conspiracy. Only recently did he discover that it was Anle Marquis Ge Xiaoyao who was behind it all. At this time, he went to the mountains to visit a friend and unexpectedly encountered the reclusive Ji Zi. The two discussed the matter all night before finally meeting King Zhou. Unfortunately

for Ge Xiaoyao, the nine-tailed fox spirit was telling King Zhou about Ge Xiaoyao's plot to poison him and his plan to assault Yao Fei in the back garden. King Zhou, in his anger and shock, saw Bi Gan and Ji Zi coming to plead their case and immediately understood the truth. He then ordered the two to lead the imperial guards to surround the back garden and arrest Ge Xiaoyao.

In fact, if it weren't for the Nine-Tailed Fox appearing and interfering, Ge Xiaoyao would definitely have been able to rescue Xiaoyao and escape from the Shang Palace. But perhaps it was fate that Ge Xiaoyao was destined for this calamity!

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Damn it! How could such a thing happen?" He sighed inwardly, "Damn it, is fate really going to abandon me, Ge Xiaoyao?" Seeing that his plan had been exposed, he secretly made a plan to escape, but for some reason, his immortal power had not recovered at all. He was no different from an ordinary person, and with the ropes binding him, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

King Zhou then said, "Ge Xiaoyao, I never expected you to poison me and attempt to rape my new concubine! As the Marquis of Anle, you know the laws of the Shang Dynasty; tell me your punishment!"

Knowing he was guilty of a capital offense, Ge Xiaoyao gave a cold laugh, thinking to himself, "Since Heaven has forsaken me, Ge Xiaoyao, I'll risk everything! Even in death, I'll curse you, you lecherous king, with a torrent of abuse!" He then roared, "You lecherous king, you indulge in wine and women all day long, neglecting state affairs, causing the people unbearable suffering!" "With the morale of the soldiers low, the Shang Dynasty will perish sooner or later.

It's better if it perishes in my hands, Ge Xiaoyao!" King Zhou said angrily. "Ge Xiaoyao, I never expected you to be so treacherous! Fine...fine..." He laughed in anger, "That torture of branding with hot irons was your invention, so let you taste what it's like!" With a wave of his hand, he said, "Issue the decree: tomorrow at noon, brand Ge Xiaoyao with hot irons!"

Ji Zi, Bi Gan, and the soldiers shouted in unison, "Yes

, Your Majesty!" Ge Xiaoyao was thrown into the death row, awaiting the branding the next day. "Damn it! I never thought I'd be the one branded with hot irons tomorrow!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He didn't know whether to feel sorrow or worry, but rather a sour feeling.

In fact, back in modern times, when he was forced by those gangsters to jump off the roof, he had already resolved to die. Unexpectedly, he had inexplicably arrived in the Shang Dynasty and even managed to become the Marquis of Anle in the Shang Palace. Ge Xiaoyao gave a bitter laugh, "Damn it! Oh well, I've already died once, what's another death?"

However, he thought that he hadn't wasted his time in the Shang Dynasty. Opening a clinic, working as a physician, attacking the Eastern Yi, becoming a general, learning profound skills, and transforming into an immortal—every step was fraught with danger and near-death experiences. "Haha, with these experiences, I, Ge Xiaoyao, haven't lived these decades in vain!" Consort

Shu, Consort De, Duomei, Xinyue, Yulu, Xiaoyao, Chuyu—the images of these women appeared before his eyes one by one. Ge Xiaoyao sighed deeply. What had he done for these women who were so devoted to him? Chu Yu was still controlled by the Nine-Tailed Fox, Xiao Yao was possessed by the Enchanting Fox, Consort Shu and Consort De had both perished, Yu Lu was still in her original form, and there was also Duo Mei waiting for him on Kunlun Mountain…

The long night seemed so short to Ge Xiaoyao. He couldn't even fully recall what he had done in this Shang Dynasty. He could move now, but his immortal power hadn't recovered. He suddenly remembered that the Dragon-Slaying Blade had played a role when he blocked the Nine-Tailed Fox's final attack.

However, he couldn't be sure if the Dragon-Slaying Blade had been destroyed by the Nine-Tailed Fox. Without immortal power, he couldn't even send a telepathic message to Jiang Ziya for help, let alone check his body's blood circulation. However, he knew that his internal injuries were extremely severe and would probably be difficult to recover from.

"Damn it! If I had even a trace of immortal power, escaping this death cell would be a piece of cake!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed. He was no different from a normal person now, and could only close his eyes and await death.

Ge Xiaoyao was tightly bound to the bronze pillar, next to a blazing brazier. Beyond the imperial guards, a large crowd of officials and commoners had gathered to watch.

"Damn it!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled bitterly. It was the first time he'd been watched by so many people, yet he felt no sense of pride.

Not far away, a high execution platform had been erected. King Zhou sat on it, expressionless, coldly watching Ge Xiaoyao.

As noon approached, a commotion arose in the crowd. A guard rode up quickly, dismounting hastily and running onto the platform, whispering something in King Zhou's ear. King Zhou's face darkened. After a moment's thought, he issued a low command. The guard rode away, soon returning with over a thousand imperial guards, who drove the onlookers back several dozen feet.

"Damn it! Something must have happened in the palace again!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He looked up at the sun; the shadow was almost completely obscuring him. Noon was approaching, and the soldiers began preparing to pour burning charcoal into the stone basin inside the bronze pillar.

"Noon has arrived...the execution begins!" the supervising official shouted.

King Zhou's face was grim as he watched the soldiers pour the fire from the newly lit braziers into the bronze pillar.

"Damn!... It's so warm!" Ge Xiaoyao felt a warmth on his back, knowing he would soon be roasted alive.

Braziers were poured into the bronze pillar, plumes of black smoke rising into the sky. From a distance, the golden pillar could be seen slowly turning red.

The warmth on his back began to fade, replaced by a slight pain. Ge Xiaoyao had drunk quite a bit of wine before coming, but it hadn't made him drunk; his mind remained perfectly clear.

He slowly closed his eyes, awaiting the searing pain.

A commotion arose in the crowd; someone exclaimed that a breeze had picked up. Ge Xiaoyao felt a wave of relief; apart from his still burning back, the rest of his body finally cooled down.

He didn't want to open his eyes; there was nothing left for him to see in this Shang Dynasty.

"Ah..." A gasp rippled through the crowd. Suddenly, Ge Xiaoyao felt the bronze chains binding him crack, and his body floated up into the air. He opened his eyes abruptly, but it was pitch black; he couldn't see anything, only hear the whistling wind.

"Damn! No way... Am I dead, or am I going to be transported to some hellish place again??" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Chapter 163 Dragon Pool Transformation (Part 1)

Ge Xiaoyao woke up.

All he could see was a world of ice and snow. He moved his body slightly and found himself in water.

He felt very tired, so he fell asleep again.

Kunlun Golden Summit, Kunyu Palace.

The tall white stone palace occupied most of the mountaintop. This was the Kunlun Sect, Jiang Ziya's sect.

There were only a few people in the spacious palace at this time: an old man with white hair and beard and a ruddy complexion, an old man with gray hair and an unremarkable appearance, two young and beautiful women, and a thin and handsome young man. They were Yuanshi Tianzun, Jiang Ziya, Duomei, Xiaoyao, and the spirit ghost Yin San.

"Master, Ge Xiaoyao has suffered severe internal injuries. I wonder if the water of the Dragon Immortal Pool can restore his cultivation?" Jiang Ziya asked. When he rescued Ge Xiaoyao from the torture pillar with the apricot-yellow flag, Ge Xiaoyao was already nearly unconscious.

Yuanshi Tianzun remained expressionless, pondered for a moment, and said, "The water of the Dragon Immortal Pool was taken from the Dragon Transformation Pool in the Buddhist Kingdom by our Grandmaster Hongjun. It has the power to revive the dead and restore immortal power. It should be able to restore his cultivation, but..."

At this moment, Duomei, Xiaoyao, and Yin San all wore expressions of anxiety and sorrow. Duomei couldn't help but ask, "Master, but what?"

Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his immortal beard and said, "The only problem is that the water of the Dragon Immortal Pool has frozen, greatly reducing its effectiveness. If he wants to recover, I'm afraid we'll have to wait until next spring!"

"Ah! That's a very long time?!" Yin San exclaimed in surprise.

Xiaoyao had already begun to sob softly, and Duomei hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.

Jiang Ziya sighed and said, "However, this is all we can do. I hope that Ge Xiaoyao can safely leave the Dragon Transformation Pool next spring."

Yuanshi Tianzun then said, "Ziya, you encountered such a fortunate person as Ge Xiaoyao when you went down the mountain this time. This can be considered a merit of yours."

Jiang Ziya quickly declined.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable continued, "The signs of chaos have already appeared in the world. Demons are running rampant, and the world is in turmoil. Furthermore, the Tongtian Sect Ancestor, unaware of the true intentions of immortals, desires to establish the Jie Sect and contend with the Chan Sect for supremacy. They have now subdued King Zhou and intend to use the Shang army to destroy my Chan Sect. I will give you another task: to support Zhou in destroying Shang and protect my Chan Sect."

Jiang Ziya was already aware of all this and immediately replied, "I will obey my master's decree!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable pondered for a moment and then said, "Ziya, your current magical treasures include the Apricot Yellow Banner, the Peach Wood Sword, and the God-Slaying Whip. I will also bestow upon you a Green Ox for transportation. You can command the disciples of the Chan Sect to ensure the destruction of King Zhou, the establishment of Zhou, the eradication of the Jie Sect, and the protection of my Chan Sect. After all the merits are fulfilled..." "I will bestow upon you the Investiture of the Gods once more, and command you to bestow divine titles upon the world!"

Jiang Ziya hurriedly replied, "Thank you, Master.

" Yuanshi Tianzun then said, "Ziya, go and carry out your master's orders! Let Miss Xiaoyao stay in Kunlun to cultivate. I see she has good talent, and she will surely become one of my immortals in the future."

Jiang Ziya said, "Yes, Master!"

Xiaoyao, having calmed down under Duomei's comfort, immediately bowed upon hearing that Yuanshi Tianzun had taken her in, saying, "Thank you for taking me in, Master!"

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled slightly and said, "Xiaoyao, although you have good talent, you have no foundation. You can first follow the fourth-generation disciples to cultivate! You must diligently cultivate and not slack off!"

Xiaoyao hurriedly thanked him again.

The group left Kunyu Palace. Jiang Ziya, having made all the arrangements, felt somewhat relieved and took his leave to go down the mountain to carry out his master's orders.

Meanwhile, Duo Mei and Yin San were overjoyed. Xiao Yao was gentle, kind, and understanding, and Duo Mei adored this little sister. Yin San, who had always considered himself Ge Xiaoyao's servant, naturally dared not neglect Xiao Yao, who was entangled with Ge Xiaoyao.

Although Duo Mei and Yin San had not been in Kunlun for long, as direct disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, they held a high position in Kunlun Mountain. With their constant care for Xiao Yao, coupled with her exceptional beauty and gentle nature, she quickly became the dream girl of the predominantly male fourth-generation disciples of Kunlun. Naturally, Xiao Yao's life on Kunlun Mountain was thriving and smooth sailing.

Meanwhile, Duo Mei, having arrived at Kunlun Mountain with Xin Yue, was deeply worried about Xin Yue's descent. When she learned from Jiang Ziya that Xin Yue had died tragically at the hands of Shi Ji while seeking revenge, tears welled in her eyes, and she was overcome with grief. In her heart, Ge Xiaoyao was her closest confidant, but the thought of him still in the Dragon Immortal Pool, his fate unknown, filled her with sorrow. Her heart was entirely devoted to Ge Xiaoyao, sometimes so much so that she forgot her daily cultivation.

Yin San, with his fiery temper, immediately wanted to descend the mountain to settle scores with the Nine-Tailed Fox. He had fought that Nine-Tailed Fox before and been defeated by her, only escaping that time thanks to summoning Nuwa's avatar. But for Ge Xiaoyao, he was willing to be shattered to pieces. However, his intention to seek revenge was immediately known to the all-powerful Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun naturally knew that the Nine-Tailed Fox was Nuwa's person, so he stopped Yin San on his master's orders, instructing him to diligently cultivate immortal arts and only be allowed to descend the mountain freely after passing three heavenly tribulations.

Xiao Yao, Duo Mei, and Yin San visited Ge Xiaoyao at the Dragon Immortal Pool every day.

At this time, just as Yuanshi Tianzun had said, the Dragon Immortal Pool was already sealed by ice and snow, and they couldn't see Ge Xiaoyao's shadow, but a feeling lingered in their hearts, making them feel at ease only after visiting every day.

The white-headed eagle guarded the Dragon Immortal Pool all day long, knowing that its master was in the pool.

Meanwhile, inside the Shang Palace, the Nine-Tailed Fox was stirring up a conspiracy to bring ruin to the country. On

the Deer Terrace, the crystal jade, a specialty of the Wei River in Xiqi, illuminated the entire room as if it were daytime.

Bo Yi Kao sat down in the hall and addressed King Zhou and the nine-tailed fox spirit Daji on the throne: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have come from the east to pay homage to you. Firstly, I inquire about your health, and secondly, I humbly request Your Majesty's mercy in releasing my father, Ji Chang."

King Zhou chuckled and said, "I appreciate your good intentions. As for your father's matter, it remains unresolved. You need not return to Xiqi; stay in Chaoge for a while. Once I have investigated, I will give you an explanation." Bo Yi

Kao ignored Nezha's earnest advice and insisted on coming to Chaoge to offer treasures to save his father. Unexpectedly, King Zhou gave him... He considered this delaying tactic and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive my inability to stay any longer. Xiqi has been unsettled lately. The bandits, seeing my father lingering in Chaoge, are stirring with restlessness. If Your Majesty does not allow my father to return to the capital, I am willing to serve in your place here so that my father can return to Xiqi to quell the evil people!"

King Zhou laughed and said, "Nephew, what are you saying? How could I not trust you! There's no need to worry about the chaos in Xiqi. I will send a large army to quell it. Rest assured!" He wasn't stupid; how could he possibly allow Boyi Kao to replace Ji Chang?

At this moment, Daji smiled charmingly and said, "I've heard that Boyi Kao is skilled in playing the zither. Could you play a piece for me so I can see it?"

King Zhou clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Yes! If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Someone, bring my zither and ask Boyi Kao to play a piece!" Boyi

Kao then regretted his actions. He had thought that by offering King Zhou a valuable treasure, King Zhou would release his father. Little did he know that King Zhou had no intention of releasing a courtesan like Boyi Kao. He had come only to walk into a trap. He sighed inwardly. Moreover, King Zhou had said he would send a large army to attack the bandits in Xiqi, clearly intending to destroy Xiqi. He was filled with resentment.

However, being gentle and kind by nature, he had no choice but to accept the situation. Seeing the zither placed before him, he could only say, "Bo Yi Kao has made a fool of himself!"

After listening to Bo Yi Kao's performance, the nine-tailed fox spirit had a plan. She immediately said to the king, "Your Majesty, such music is unlike anything I have ever heard before. Why not ask Bo Yi Kao to be my teacher and teach me to play the zither?"

King Zhou was naturally pleased with this suggestion and immediately decreed, "Bo Yi Kao will temporarily return to Xiqi and remain in the palace to teach Lady Daji the zither."

Bo Yi Kao had no reply and could only thank the king.

Meanwhile, the nine-tailed fox spirit, being naturally lustful and only with King Zhou, found it difficult to satisfy her desires. Her request for Bo Yi Kao to stay and teach her was actually due to his handsome appearance and other intentions.

That night, King Zhou hosted a banquet for the envoys from Xiqi. He himself became extremely drunk and then went to rest with his newly chosen beauty. In truth, without Ge Xiaoyao, the Nine-Tailed Fox's cultivation level would have made scheming against Shen Gongbao a piece of cake. Therefore, despite Shen Gongbao's inspection, she replaced all ten beauties chosen by King Zhou with her own fox subordinates.

Her fox subordinates were all trained by her, and their seductive skills were naturally exceptional. These ten beauties completely captivated King Zhou, sometimes making it difficult for him to resist their advances. At the Nine-Tailed Fox's behest, a Ten Beauties Pavilion was built in the inner palace, where ten beauties served King Zhou simultaneously. King Zhou then neglected state affairs even more, spending his days indulging in debauchery in the Ten Beauties Pavilion.

Daji, slightly tipsy after a few cups of wine, returned to her chambers at the Deer Terrace. Overwhelmed by lust, she couldn't resist the torment of desire. Boyi Kao's handsome face kept flashing before her eyes. Half-drunk, she summoned a maid, "Go and summon Boyi Kao to see me!"

Boyi Kao, already in a bad mood and quite drunk, had returned to his Qinshi Pavilion to rest when a guard reported that Lady Daji summoned him. He had no choice but to change his clothes and head to the Deer Terrace.

The Qinshi Pavilion, where Boyi Kao resided, was actually Ge Xiaoyao's former Pleasure Pavilion, not far from the Deer Terrace, so he arrived in just half an hour.

The Noble Consort's Palace at the Deer Terrace was quiet and deserted, with only two or three maids chatting idly. Upon seeing Boyi Kao, they hurried to inform him, and soon returned with an imperial decree ordering him to go to the inner chamber.

Boyi Kao, bewildered, had no choice but to brace himself and go inside.

A jade curtain was gently lifted, and the sight that greeted him made his mind go blank, his heart race, and his nose almost bleed.

Inside the inner room, there was only a table and a couch. A zither was already placed on the table. Not seeing Daji, Bo Yi Kao naturally looked towards the couch, only to see Daji standing on a gossamer-thin veil, leaning against the soft couch, her long, beautiful legs crossed, her private parts faintly visible.

Bo Yi Kao's face flushed red, and he quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes, saying, "This humble subject begs Your Majesty's forgiveness for my disrespect!" Bo

Yi Kao expected Daji to blame him, but after a long silence, he felt uneasy. Just as he was about to look up, he suddenly smelled an extremely fragrant aroma, and then saw a pair of exquisitely beautiful jade feet standing before him.

Bo Yi Kao, young and vigorous, was immediately overcome by lust upon smelling the fragrance and seeing the smooth, white jade feet. However, he possessed strong self-control and quickly suppressed his desires, saying, "This sinful subject deserves to die!"

"Who told you to die, Master!" A seductive voice rang out, and a pair of soft, boneless jade hands were already on Bo Yi Kao's arms. "Master, there's no need for such formality. Please rise!"

Chapter 164 Dragon Pool Transformation (Part 2)

Kunlun Snow Peak, Dragon Immortal Pool.

Although it was late autumn at the foot of the mountain, the summit was freezing cold. The snow on the peak never melted, and year after year, some of it had frozen into a dark green, looking like jade, a breathtaking sight.

In fact, unless one was a Kunlun disciple who had cultivated, ordinary people could not reach this snow peak. The extreme cold alone would stiffen the blood of ordinary people.

Strange mountains and rocks embraced a piece of white jade, which was the famous sacred treasure of Kunlun—Dragon Immortal Pool.

The Dragon Immortal Pool is named so for two reasons. First, legend has it that the pool's water originated in the primordial chaos, when Hongjun, the patriarch, secluded himself in the Kunlun Immortal Realm. It was a handful of water from the Western Buddhist holy land, a

source of dragon-transformation pool water. This water was no ordinary water, as it could transform humans into dragons and dragons into human form. Having existed for millions of years, the Dragon Immortal Pool water has long lost its dragon-transformation power, but it remains a highly effective spiritual treasure for cultivation.

The second legend tells of a supreme dragon immortal who followed Hongjun when he drew water from the Buddha Pool and settled in the Dragon Immortal Pool. Every spring, when the pool opened and transformed, a dragon's shadow would be reflected in the mirror-like blue sky—the dragon immortal's appearance before awakening.

However, after Hongjun's ascension and the rise of Yuanshi Tianzun who ruled Kunlun, it seems the pool's water was only used by Kunlun disciples for bathing and had no other purpose. No one has ever seen the true form of the dragon immortal.

Ge Xiaoyao was awakened by a rumbling sound and slowly opened his eyes.

Before him lay a vast expanse of white, like jade. Sunlight streamed down, piercing through the white jade and warming him. He moved his limbs, only to realize he was lying supine on the water, unable to sink no matter how he moved.

"Damn! Where am I?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, looking at the lake water, which was a dark green. Fortunately, he was far from the white jade above, and his breathing was still smooth.

Ge Xiaoyao tried to channel his immortal power, but found it hadn't recovered. However, his arms and legs no longer ached. He touched his back and found the burns had completely healed.

"How did I get here?" Ge Xiaoyao vaguely remembered being bound to the bronze pillar, almost unconscious from the heat, when a sudden gust of wind plunged him into darkness. He didn't know what happened after that.

Ge Xiaoyao slowly rolled over and swam towards the junction of the jade peak and the dark green water. He saw a platform there, not large, but it looked much better than being in the water.

He was an excellent swimmer, and for some reason, the water seemed to have immense buoyancy; he couldn't sink even without effort, and soon he reached the place where the jade met the water.

Ge Xiaoyao climbed onto the jade platform, his hands were extremely cold, making him shiver. A piece of jade shavings clung to his fingers, quickly melting into a glistening droplet.

"Damn! This isn't jade, it's ice!" Ge Xiaoyao realized.

But then he was puzzled. The coldness reminded him of the warmth he had felt earlier. Why was the water so warm, yet the ice so frigid?

Ge Xiaoyao tapped the ice, but there was no sound.

"Damn! What kind of place is this?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He looked around; besides the water surface within a few dozen meters, there was only ice and snow all around. He was trapped inside this unknown thing.

A completely enclosed environment, empty, only himself, the only colors being white and dark green.

Ge Xiaoyao felt inexplicably agitated.

He hadn't felt this irritable in a long time.

Since Ge Xiaoyao consumed the Hundred Herbs Divine Pill and began cultivating the initial stage of the Kunlun Immortal Technique, his agitation had vanished. Especially after cultivating the Supreme Profound Art, his ability to control his emotions became even stronger. Not to mention this agitation, even rage could be suppressed with a little immortal power; maintaining mental peace was his most basic ability.

However, Ge Xiaoyao's agitation began to spread. He no longer possessed immortal power; now he was just an ordinary person.

"So annoying!" Ge Xiaoyao took a deep breath and slammed his palm onto the ice and snow, creating another loud rumble.

The coldness of the ice calmed him somewhat. He began to feel a chill.

"Forget it, I'll go to the water! It's warmer there! Damn… it would be troublesome if I froze to death on this ice platform!" Ge Xiaoyao thought, and his body slid down the smooth ice platform.

Everything was so quiet and smooth; Ge Xiaoyao's body landed in the water without even a splash. The water was like oil.

"This is strange..." Although Ge Xiaoyao's body was in the water, he couldn't sink. He stretched out his feet to test the bottom, but couldn't reach it at all. He was floating entirely due to the water's immense buoyancy.

Ge Xiaoyao had always been quite confident in his swimming skills, but now he had to marvel at how difficult this water truly was to conquer. He dived several times, but each time he only reached his mouth before floating back up, unable to go any deeper.

After struggling for a while, Ge Xiaoyao was a little tired. He thought that since he couldn't get out anyway, he might as well just go with the flow and lay down on the surface of the water to sleep.

At this moment, on the snow-capped mountain peak above Dragon Immortal Pool, a majestic giant eagle with a white head and blue wings suddenly took flight. Its powerful wings flapped away the ice and snow, turning into a shower of crystals that fell from afar.

The white-headed giant eagle let out a hoarse cry, raised its head, and flew towards the Kunyu Palace of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. Its round pupils still reflected a huge dragon-shaped phantom.

Chaoge City, the inner palace, the Deer Terrace.

A woman's scream suddenly echoed from Daji's palace.

The jade curtain rustled violently, and a disheveled young man rushed out, nearly knocking over a maid.

The maid screamed in fright, her face pale, and gasped for breath before crying out, "Your Majesty!" and running towards the inner chamber.

Inside, Daji's gauze robe was torn, revealing her delicate shoulders. Her beautiful legs were tightly curled as she knelt on the floor; one could easily imagine the voluptuous scene if she stood up.

Seeing the maid rush in, Daji quickly covered her face and lowered her head, sobbing softly.

Anyone could guess from the mess in the room what had just transpired.

A zither lay broken on the floor, a jade stool was overturned, the bed was in disarray, the bed curtains were torn in half, and Daji, her hair disheveled and clothes in disarray, sat weeping.

Just moments before, a young man had rushed out in a panic.

"Quickly report to the King!" The maidservant, her face pale, shouted angrily to the other maidservants who had just rushed in upon hearing the news.

At the Star-Picking Tower,

a minister declared solemnly, "Bo Yi Kao, as a subject, saw his mother, Daji, and desired to commit adultery. He should be executed!" His voice was stern and righteous, clearly showing his utter disdain and indignation at Bo Yi Kao's actions.

"Your Majesty! You must avenge me!" Daji clung to King Zhou's arm, weeping pitifully.

King Zhou frowned, pondered for a long time, and finally said bitterly, "Kill!"

Bo Yi Kao died without understanding why, despite refusing the humiliation of the adulterous concubine and escaping from the Deer Terrace, he was branded a lecherous villain.

His death was unjust, but so many had died unjustly; one more wouldn't make a difference.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ziya was secretly plotting to rescue Ji Chang, the Marquis of Xibo, from the death row. However, before he could act, and without even hearing the news, Ji Chang had already been released from prison.

"Your Majesty, that Ji Chang seems to be all talk and no action... just an old, decrepit man!" Daji leaned against King Zhou's chest, letting him feed her the wine.

King Zhou laughed heartily, "Of course! It's better for me to let him go than to kill him, and I'll gain a reputation for magnanimity and benevolence! If he could truly divine, why couldn't he have foreseen that he was eating the flesh of his own son?"

Daji smiled charmingly, "Your Majesty, you are truly a wise and virtuous ruler... Hmm, I've heard that Prime Minister Bigan has a seven-aperture exquisite heart, is that true?"

King Zhou laughed heartily and nodded, "Yes! Thanks to this wise prime minister who shares the burden of state affairs with me, I have the leisure to enjoy myself with my beauty without any worries!"

With that, King Zhou, holding a wine pot in one hand and embracing Daji's jade-like body in the other, walked towards the soft couch of the dragon bed.

"Big White, what's wrong?" Duo Mei, on duty at Kunyu Palace, exclaimed in surprise to the white-headed giant eagle that was screeching and approaching anxiously.

The white-headed giant eagle couldn't speak, but it kept flapping its wings towards the direction of Kunhua Snow Peak, screeching hoarsely.

"Could it be Brother Ge...?"

A shadow fell over Duo Mei's heart. A gust of wind swept by, and Yin San appeared before Duo Mei, anxiously asking, "Sister-in-law, could something have happened to Master?"

Duo Mei calmed herself, pondered for a moment, and said to the fourth-generation disciple standing beside her, "Immediately issue an alert, summoning all disciples on the mountain back to Kunyu Palace. Yin San and I will go check first!"

Yin San said, "Okay! We'll go right away!"

The white-headed giant eagle was intelligent; seeing that Duo Mei understood its meaning, it let out two excited cries, but suddenly bent its legs, stretched out its wings, turned its head, and screeched twice, gesturing for Duo Mei and Yin San to come up.

Duo Mei patted the white-headed eagle, and she and Yin San sat down.

The white-headed giant eagle soared into the sky, flying towards the snow-capped peak of Kunlun with lightning speed.

At this moment, the once clear Kunlun sky began to be tinged with shadow, and from afar, the illusion of a giant dragon with its head raised could be seen in the sky.

"Clang...clang...clang," the distant and urgent bell tolled, and Kunlun disciples dressed in grey and white robes gathered at Kunyu Palace, some running, some flying, and some riding magical artifacts.

Xiao Yao was practicing swordsmanship with several female Kunlun disciples in front of a pavilion in the mountains when she heard the bell ringing. She hurried to Kunyu Palace. However, they had only been in Kunlun for a short time and had almost no cultivation, so they couldn't use their lightness skills or fly. They ran until they were drenched in sweat, arriving at Kunyu Palace panting heavily.

"The white-headed giant eagle warns of an anomaly at the Kunlun Snow Peak. A phantom dragon has appeared in the sky, indicating impending doom. All Kunlun disciples must be vigilant!" The Kunlun disciple responsible for relaying the message shouted while forcefully striking the golden bell, his voice carrying for miles.

The female disciples who had just arrived at Kunyu Hall all took out handkerchiefs to wipe their sweat, except for Xiao Yao, who stood there in a daze. Exhausted from her previous exertion, she sighed upon hearing the anomaly at the Kunlun Snow Peak and suddenly cried out, "Brother Ge!" before rushing towards the direction of the Kunlun Snow Peak.

"Xiao Yao... quickly grab her!" Several female disciples who were close to Xiao Yao shouted urgently. A fourth-generation disciple with higher cultivation instantly used his internal energy to catch up with Xiao Yao and grab her.

Chapter 165 Dragon Pool Transformation (Part 2)

Among the third-generation disciples of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, besides Duo Mei, Yin San, and others, only Yu Heng, known as the One-Armed Flying Immortal, remained at Kunyu Hall. Judging from his age, he was an old man with white hair. He had lost his left arm during a demon-slaying mission and returned to Kunlun Mountain to recuperate. Seeing that his fellow disciples had all gone down the mountain to travel the world and establish their own sects, and that his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, was often away from the mountain, leaving the Kunyu Palace unattended, he volunteered to stay behind and guard it.

When Duomei received the message from the white-headed eagle, he was meditating on a waterfall not far from the Kunyu Palace.

"A phantom dragon appears in the sky, could it be another dragon immortal's rebirth?" Yu Heng frowned. He clearly remembered the years when he first came to Kunlun, when dragon-shaped phantoms appeared in the sky almost every year. His master and uncles all said it was the dragon immortal awakening. But in recent years, these dragon-shaped phantoms have rarely been seen. "That's not right, those phantoms only appeared when the ice in the Dragon Immortal Pool melted in early spring. Now, this mountaintop is as cold as the dead of winter. How could this be?"

"Uncle-Master, please take me to the Dragon Immortal Pool! Sister Duomei and Brother Yin San have both gone!" Xiao Yao pleaded, a few crystal tears glistening on her beautiful face.

In fact, the snow-capped peak of Kunlun was quite far from the Kunyu Palace, and not every Kunlun disciple could climb it. Every time Xiao Yao went to visit Ge Xiaoyao, Duomei or Yin San would take her up.

Yu Heng's heart stirred. He also quite liked this girl. Although they had only known each other for a few dozen days, he treated her like a daughter. Of course, he also knew that she had an extraordinary relationship with Ge Xiaoyao, the injured man recuperating in the Dragon Immortal Pool. Seeing her tears, he felt a pang of pity. After a moment's thought, he nodded and said, "Alright!" He then turned and instructed his disciples to keep a close watch on Kunyu Palace.

Yu Heng was known as the One-Armed Flying Immortal, not only because he had only one arm, but more importantly, because his aerial flight skills were extremely high. With Xiao Yao in tow, he instantly disappeared outside Kunyu Palace.

A cold current rose from the Dragon Immortal Pool. Because of the mist, it was impossible to see what was happening in the Dragon Immortal Lake. Duo Mei and Yin San frowned anxiously, looking at the mist-shrouded lake without saying a word. Only the white-headed eagle occasionally let out a hoarse cry.

"How is it?" Yu Heng put Xiao Yao down and asked Duo Mei.

Duo Mei shook her head. "Senior Brother, it's been half an hour already, and apart from the fog, there's nothing else unusual!" She knew that this Dragon Immortal Pool was no ordinary lake. In this fog, apart from their master, Yuan Shi, no one else had the ability to enter and investigate.

Yu Heng stared at the fog for a moment, then frowned. "That's it. This time it's probably not the emergence of a Dragon Immortal; perhaps there's another phenomenon! In previous years, when the Illusionary Dragon appeared in the sky, this Dragon Immortal Pool had already melted, and there was no fog. It seems we must inform Master and return to the mountain!"

Xiao Yao's eyes filled with tears, and she stamped her foot, saying, "Sister Duo Mei, what should we do? Brother Ge is still inside!"

"It's alright, Brother Ge is alright!" Duo Mei comforted Xiao Yao while saying to Yu Heng, "Senior Brother, please use your magic to summon Master back!"

Yu Heng nodded, took a deep breath, focused his mind, closed his eyes, and a moment later, a golden light flashed above his head, disappearing into the sky.

Xiao Yao looked at Yu Heng, opening her mouth as if to speak.

Duo Mei understood that he was using the Flying Soul Technique to send his primordial spirit to summon his master, so she gestured for Xiao Yao to remain silent.

Although the surface of Dragon Immortal Pool was calm, the lakebed was shaking violently, as if an earthquake had struck, the water surging.

Ge Xiaoyao was being pushed and shoved in the water, his body aching all over. If it weren't for his excellent swimming skills, he would probably have already choked to death.

"Damn it! What's going on?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. The surrounding icy jade peaks remained still, but the pool water was churning violently. He tried several times to climb back onto the ice platform but failed.

Ge Xiaoyao fell into the water again, the churning becoming increasingly intense, gradually forming a huge whirlpool in the middle of the pool, the immense suction pulling Ge Xiaoyao underwater.

Ge Xiaoyao struggled until he was exhausted, finally unable to hold on, and was swallowed by the rapidly swirling current. "Damn it! No wonder people say that only swimming masters drown!"

The steam rising from Dragon Immortal Pool gradually dissipated, and Duo Mei and the others were still anxiously waiting for news from Yu Heng.

A golden light flashed in the sky, and the group's faces lit up with joy. "Alright! We're finally back!" Duo Mei thought to herself with relief.

Yu Heng slowly opened his eyes, and Xiao Yao rushed up to him impatiently, asking, "Uncle-Master, has Grandmaster returned?"

Yu Heng shook his head, and the group's hearts sank again.

"It's alright. Master personally calculated it and said that the Dragon Immortal Pool has been frozen for a long time, and the earth's energy has been stagnant for too long. It's just a gentle release, so it won't cause any problems!" Yu Heng smiled.

Xiao Yao's face lit up with joy, and then she widened her eyes and asked, "Is Brother Ge alright?"

Yu Heng said, "He's fine. Master also said that Ge Xiaoyao has been baptized by the earth's energy this time and will successfully cultivate for a hundred years."

"So, we had a false alarm, and Master has turned misfortune into blessing?" Yin San also smiled.

"Junior Sister Duo Mei, Xiao Yao, Junior Brother Yin, Master is currently in the South Sea and cannot return to the mountain for the time being. He instructed us to guard the gates and protect the mountain!" Yu Heng added.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" they all replied.

"Since it was a false alarm, let's go back!" Yu Heng said.

The group nodded. Xiao Yao and Yin San mounted the eagle's back, while Yu Heng and Duo Mei flew on the wind.

Duo Mei glanced back at the gradually calming Dragon Immortal Pool, then looked up at the fading dragon-shaped illusion. She sighed softly, silently wishing, "Brother Ge, I hope you're safe and sound!"

At the bottom of the Dragon Immortal Pool, a magnificent underground palace stood.

"Kid...kid, wake up! Don't sleep!" A burly man with a thick, black beard patted Ge Xiaoyao's shoulder.

Ge Xiaoyao was dizzy from the swirling waters of the Dragon Immortal Pool and had long since given up hope. In his dazed state, he heard someone calling him, thinking it was the judge calling his soul. Without even opening his eyes, he simply said, "What are you shouting for? I'm here, I've lived long enough... Confess whatever you want!"

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's shameless appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle. After a moment's thought, he pretended to be serious and said, "I am a Heavenly Official of the Underworld, by order of the Jade Emperor, I hereby bestow upon you the title of Standing Yama. Wake up quickly and receive the decree!"

Ge Xiaoyao was stunned. "What? You've made me Yama, hehe..." Without even opening his eyes, he said, "Alright, alright, first send a few little devils to capture that King Zhou for me. I want him thrown into the oil cauldron!"

"Damn it! Who are you?" Ge Xiaoyao opened his eyes and saw the extremely ugly smiling black face. He jumped up abruptly.

"Kid, you're finally awake! Who is King Zhou?" the black-faced man laughed.

Ge Xiaoyao didn't answer, but looked around. Everywhere he looked, there were jade beams and golden curtains, dazzling treasures. He was secretly astonished, but asked, "Where is this place?"

The dark-faced giant chuckled and pointed to two huge golden pillars not far away, saying, "See that jade tablet? It's written clearly on it!"

"Damn! Dragon Immortal's Abode?..." Ge Xiaoyao saw the three large characters "Dragon Immortal's Abode" clearly written on the jade tablet. He turned to look at the dark-faced giant, "Who is the Dragon Immortal?"

The dark-faced giant laughed, "Of course, it's me!"

Ge Xiaoyao murmured, "What is this Dragon Immortal's Abode? How did I get here?"

The dark-faced giant was surprised, saying, "This Dragon Immortal's Abode was created by me millions of years ago. Above it is the Kunlun Immortal Sect's guardian spirit pool—the Dragon Immortal Pool! Don't you even know the Dragon Immortal Pool?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, muttering, "Kunlun Mountain, Dragon Immortal Pool..." He suddenly realized, "Jiang Ziya and the others must have known I was in trouble and rescued me." "We've arrived at Kunlun! Oh, I see... so that pool with the ice cap up there is the Dragon Immortal Pool!"

Seeing the burly, dark-faced man's straightforward nature, he wondered if it was good or bad. He thought to himself, "I, Ge Xiaoyao, am currently devoid of any immortal power and have fallen into this unfamiliar place. Whoever this person is, I should make his acquaintance first!" Thinking this, he laughed heartily, "So you are Senior Dragon Immortal! My apologies for my rudeness!"

The Dragon Immortal also laughed heartily, "Young man, you're too kind! This Dragon Immortal has been in seclusion for many years and rarely sees people. Your arrival is perfect for keeping me company and relieving my boredom!"

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly asked, "Is this Dragon Immortal's Abode only occupied by the Dragon Immortal?"

Long Xian let out another hearty laugh: "Of course, who else could be worthy of the title 'Long Xian'?" His words were utterly arrogant.

"Damn! Just a Long Xian?! What's so great about him!" Ge Xiaoyao thought disdainfully, but then suddenly remembered his Dragon-Slaying Blade. "Eh? Long Xian, Long Xian… why does that sound so familiar?"

Ge Xiaoyao felt the title "Long Xian" was familiar, and remembering his Dragon-Slaying Blade, he quickly said, "Naturally, only you, Long Xian, are worthy of that title. Even the Primordial Celestial Venerable of Kunlun Mountain would have to call you 'Senior'!"

Long Xian chuckled, quite pleased with himself, and said, "That's right. Back when the Primordial Celestial Venerable was just starting his cultivation, he was still a child, and I, Long Xian…" "I watched him grow up!" He was pleased by Ge Xiaoyao's flattery and suddenly said, "Boy, I just examined all your meridians. You must also be a cultivator. Why don't you have any immortal power? And where did you get injured?"

Ge Xiaoyao thought that this Dragon Immortal's seniority was even higher than that of Yuanshi Tianzun, and his cultivation must have reached the Transcendent Realm. Moreover, he seemed to have no scheming or cunning. If he could get his guidance, he might be able to recover his immortal power. So he said, "I was injured by someone!" He then told Ge Xiaoyao how he fought the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"I didn't realize...you're quite lucky with women!" the Dragon Immortal laughed. After thinking for a moment, he said, "That Yuanshi kid put you in this Dragon Immortal Pool, probably hoping to use the effects of the water to restore your immortal power. But when will that be? I'm afraid it will be next spring..."

"Ah? Tomorrow is spring...does that mean I have to soak in this water for three months?" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise.

“What three months! This Dragon Immortal Pool is on the Kunlun Snow Peak. The water in one pool takes about six months to melt down to summer at the foot of the mountain. You'll have to stay in the pool for at least half a year!” Dragon Immortal

said. “Damn! Soaking for that long, it's not like I'm soaking a pretty girl, I'll get skin and bones!” Ge Xiaoyao said.

Dragon Immortal listened to Ge Xiaoyao's complaints and nodded with a laugh, “You're quite interesting. Alright! Since you've come to my Dragon Immortal Abode, you're my destined one. I, Dragon Immortal, will heal your internal injuries!”

“Damn! Truly, the blessed have no worries!” Ge Xiaoyao was secretly delighted and quickly said, “Thank you, Senior Dragon Immortal!”

“Alright, follow me!” "Long Xian nodded and walked away.

Ge Xiaoyao quickly followed. He then discovered that Long Xian's mansion was actually enormous and extremely ornately decorated, filled with jade pillars and platforms. Everywhere seemed to be protected by crystalline immortal energy shields, like beautiful jade curtains.

"Haha... those places are where I, Long Xian, hoard my magical treasures and riches. You mustn't wander in! Those immortal energy arrays don't discriminate!" Long Xian said with a smile, seeing Ge Xiaoyao's curiosity about the immortal energy shields.

"Okay... okay..." Ge Xiaoyao nodded.

At this moment, he had followed Long Xian to a jade bed.

Long Xian pointed to the jade bed and said, "Sit on it!"

"Damn! If we're healing, why are we on the bed?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in confusion. Long

Xian laughed and said, "Boy, your internal injuries are extremely severe, damaging your immortal root. Without damage to your immortal root, you naturally cannot generate immortal energy. Look at this white jade bed, it's a treasure for immortals to heal."

Before he could finish speaking, Ge Xiaoyao had already jumped onto the jade bed and sat down cross-legged. "

Close your eyes and concentrate, let your mind follow your breath..." Long Xian also put away his smile and said solemnly. He then walked behind Ge Xiaoyao and sat down as well, his large hands forming a spiritual knot in front of his chest, pressing firmly against Ge Xiaoyao's back.

Chapter 166 Dragon Immortal's Sacrifice Record (Part 1)

At the snow-capped peak of Kunlun Mountain, at the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake, in the Dragon Immortal's mansion.

On the jade bed, Ge Xiaoyao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The black-faced Dragon Immortal pressed his palms against his back, a golden light faintly enveloping the two of them.

The golden light flickered, and Long Xian's brows furrowed on his black face, seemingly quite puzzled.

"Eh, what's the background of this kid? How come he has no cultivation foundation at all, as if he ate some kind of elixir and ascended to immortality on the spot!" "Long Xian thought to himself as he increased the flow of his immortal power, intending to activate Ge Xiaoyao's immortal root.

Long Xian also had tens of millions of years of cultivation, his immortal power as deep and heavy as the ninefold ocean, the surging immortal power continuously impacting Ge Xiaoyao's meridians. If Ge Xiaoyao's meridians hadn't already been vaporized by the immortal power and could be controlled at will, they would probably have been completely ruptured long ago. Even so, he felt pain all over his body, as if on fire, and could only grit his teeth and endure it.

The golden light emitted by the supreme immortal power enveloped the two of them, and with the flow of..." The immortal power flowing into Ge Xiaoyao's body increased, and the radiant light grew brighter.

Long Xian intended to use his powerful immortal power to help Ge Xiaoyao's immortal root recover, but because Ge Xiaoyao's immortal root was very weak, he could only first channel the immortal power into his meridians. However, unexpectedly, the continuous influx of immortal power, coiling into his dantian, vanished without a trace, as if a bottomless black hole was sucking it away.

Puzzled, Long Xian used his immortal eyes to examine Ge Xiaoyao's body, only to discover a dark, indistinct object inside. "Huh! What is this?"

Long Xian exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the object hidden deep within Ge Xiaoyao's body, but then suddenly realized that his immortal power was flowing backward. Startled, he thought, "Not good!"

He hurriedly closed his eyes and focused his mind, preparing to withdraw his immortal power, but it was too late.

The golden light enveloping the two suddenly blazed brighter, and Long Xian, whose palms were pressed against Ge Xiaoyao's back, was suddenly thrown back, his body crashing heavily against the wall behind him, and he lay motionless on the ground for a moment.

"Ah..." Long Xian cried out in pain as if struck by lightning, struggling to get up, but after a couple of attempts, he collapsed to the ground again. However, in that fleeting moment, he seemed to have seen what was on Ge Xiaoyao's body—a knife.

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao was also in a bad state. He felt Long Xian's immortal power suddenly withdraw, but from somewhere within his body, a tremendous force arose. That force was extremely domineering, rapidly filling all his meridians, expanding his energy channels tenfold, causing a sudden, sharp pain throughout his body.

However, Ge Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and activated his Supreme Profound Technique, only to find that it had clearly leveled up. He guided that domineering, ocean-like power through his body with his will, and after several cycles, the pain disappeared, replaced by unparalleled comfort and abundant energy.

"Ah!" Ge Xiaoyao exhaled a breath of stale air, suddenly opening his eyes, his entire body brimming with power.

"Long Xian!" He suddenly remembered Long Xian, who had healed him, and turned around to find Long Xian lying on the ground, struggling. "Senior Long Xian, how are you?" Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly went over and gently helped him up. Without even looking, he knew Long Xian had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Senior Long Xian, how did you get injured?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in surprise.

Long Xian chuckled, opened his mouth to speak, but frowned and didn't say anything, clutching his chest with both hands.

Seeing this, Ge Xiaoyao quickly helped him sit down on the jade bed, anxiously looking at Long Xian.

Long Xian smiled, gently waved his hand, indicating that Ge Xiaoyao shouldn't worry, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and then let out a long sigh. Before speaking, he chuckled first.

Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled by his laughter. "Damn! Could it be that he healed my injuries, but not only did he get injured himself, but he also lost his mind?"

Long Xian finished laughing and then put on a stern face. "Boy, why don't you take out that knife for me?!"

Ge Xiaoyao was stunned. "What knife?" "

Long Xian's eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and he said, word by word, 'The Dragon-Slaying Blade!'"

"What? The Dragon-Slaying Blade?..." Ge Xiaoyao almost jumped up. "Damn! How did you know I have the Dragon-Slaying Blade?"

Long Xian nodded. "The Dragon-Slaying Blade is inside you! You can summon it with your mind now!"

"Oh..." Ge Xiaoyao looked at Long Xian's pale face. He had initially thought Long Xian was after the Dragon-Slaying Blade, but judging from his appearance, he was probably no match for him now. "The Dragon-Slaying Blade..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

A golden light flashed before Ge Xiaoyao's eyes, and he found himself holding a blade—the very Dragon-Slaying Blade. "Huh, why doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Long Xian's eyes lit up when he saw the Dragon-Slaying Blade. "How could this blade..." But Ge Xiaoyao murmured, then changed the subject, "What do you mean it doesn't hurt anymore?"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "My hand used to hurt when I held this blade, but it didn't hurt this time. Isn't that strange?"

Long Xian let out a long breath, his stern face suddenly relaxing. He chuckled, his eyes looking at Ge Xiaoyao with a half-smile.

"Damn! No way, could he really be cerebral palsy?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and cautiously asked, "Senior Long Xian, what's wrong?"

Long Xian withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Ge Xiaoyao!" Ge Xiaoyao answered truthfully.

Long Xian nodded and asked again, "Where did you get this sword?"

"Uh..." Ge Xiaoyao hesitated, wondering whether he should mention Taiyi Zhenren of Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain. After thinking for a moment, he sighed inwardly, "Forget it, since he can name this sword, he probably knows its origin. I should tell him!" However, he swallowed the words back. "No, I should try to trick him first!" He then said, "Senior Long Xian, do you recognize this sword?" Long

Xian laughed wildly and slowly nodded, "Recognize it? More than recognize it, this sword... was originally mine!"

"Damn!" Ge Xiaoyao gasped. So this guy knew the sword's name right away, and the way he looked at him was strange. It turned out he had found the rightful owner! He secretly rejoiced, "Luckily, I didn't reveal Taiyi Zhenren's identity, otherwise wouldn't I have implicated Kunlun again? Alas, it seems that it's true that one should not speak ill of others and should always leave half the truth in one's words!"

Ge Xiaoyao feigned surprise and asked, "What? This sword belongs to Senior Longxian?"

Longxian raised his eyes and smiled, "Young brother, did that brat Taiyi give you this sword?"

"Ah?" This time, Ge Xiaoyao was truly stunned. He hadn't mentioned Taiyi earlier, but Longxian had revealed it himself. He couldn't figure out what grudge Taiyi Zhenren and Longxian had against each other. At that moment, he could only mumble, "What's wrong, senior?"

Long Xian sighed, shook his head and then nodded, saying, "It seems that Taiyi didn't give this sword to the wrong person!"

Ge Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "Damn! What a damn long sigh! It was so frustrating! If I had known you were close to Taiyi Zhenren, I would have told you already!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then smiled and said to Long Xian, "Senior Long Xian, you really have a good eye! You recognized at a glance that this sword was given to me by Senior Brother Taiyi!"

Long Xian smiled, nodded, and then looked Ge Xiaoyao over, saying, "Hmm, little brother, are you alright now?"

"I'm fine, and my cultivation has increased more than tenfold!" Ge Xiaoyao said, "However, the power of my immortal energy seems different from before; it's become more powerful and domineering..." Ge Xiaoyao circulated his immortal energy.

Long Xian smiled and hummed in agreement, saying, "Good! That's it..."

"What did you say, senior?" Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly asked.

"It seems you truly have a connection with this Dragon-Slaying Blade!" said Dragon Immortal.

"Damn! What are you saying? Looks like I should be polite too, since he did say the blade was his!" Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment, then presented the Dragon-Slaying Blade, saying, "When Senior Brother Taiyi gave me the Dragon-Slaying Blade, he said that there were hidden mysteries within it that I needed to comprehend myself. However, I'm too dull to grasp its secrets. Since Senior Dragon Immortal is the owner of this blade, I'll return it to you!"

Dragon Immortal didn't comment, but said, "Brother, haven't you already comprehended the mysteries within this blade?"

Ge Xiaoyao looked at the Dragon-Slaying Blade, then at Dragon Immortal. Dragon Immortal smiled without speaking, so he asked, "What mysteries? I don't have any..."

Dragon Immortal laughed heartily, "You've now acquired the cultivation of a hundred Dragon Immortals within the blade, and you still say you haven't grasped its mysteries?"

"The cultivation of a hundred Dragon Immortals?" Ge Xiaoyao seemed to understand somewhat and asked, "Senior Dragon Immortal, could it be that my increased cultivation is due to this Dragon-Slaying Blade?"

The Dragon Immortal smiled and said, "Exactly!"

Although Ge Xiaoyao was delighted, he was still puzzled: "Senior Dragon Immortal, what exactly happened?"

The Dragon Immortal pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "This is a long story. Let's not talk about the origin of this Dragon-Slaying Blade. Hmm! When I was healing you just now, I used Dragon Immortal power to channel into your meridians, trying to restore your immortal roots. However, the immortal power was absorbed by this Dragon-Slaying Blade. Later, it accidentally triggered the cultivation of a hundred Dragon Immortals hidden within the Dragon-Slaying Blade. Due to the rebound of the immortal power, I was injured, while you... benefited from the misfortune, gaining tens of thousands of years of cultivation for nothing, and becoming the true master of this Dragon-Slaying Blade!"

Ge Xiaoyao only vaguely understood the Dragon Immortal's words, but he understood the last sentence, which meant that the Dragon-Slaying Blade now belonged to him! At that moment, seemingly believing but not quite, he asked, "Am I the true owner of this Dragon-Slaying Blade?"

Long Xian nodded, a smile on his face. "Yes, even if you wanted to throw it away now, you probably couldn't!"

"Why?" Ge Xiaoyao pretended to throw the Dragon-Slaying Blade in his hand.

By this time, Long Xian had recovered enough to stand up on his own. Seeing Ge Xiaoyao about to throw the blade, he laughed and said, "Alright, you can't throw it away!"

"Damn! How can I not throw it away?" Ge Xiaoyao didn't believe it and threw the blade violently to the ground.

The Dragon-Slaying Blade flew out of his hand and landed on the ground with a clatter.

"Isn't it gone now?" Ge Xiaoyao spread his hands, shrugged, and said to Long Xian.

Long Xian shook his head and smiled, "Try taking a few steps forward?"

Ge Xiaoyao did indeed take a step forward, but after a few steps, he felt something behind him. He turned around and was secretly surprised to see the Dragon-Slaying Blade emitting a golden light, floating in the air and landing in his hand.

"Haha..." Long Xian laughed, "I told you, you can't throw it away now!"

Ge Xiaoyao wanted to try again, but Long Xian stopped him. "Alright, little brother, stop playing around. I'll take you to see something."

"What is it?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Long Xian pulled Ge Xiaoyao's hand and walked backward, "Something very important to you!"

Chapter 167 Dragon Immortal's Sacrifice Record (Part 2)

"Something very important? What..." Ge Xiaoyao looked at the Dragon-Slaying Blade in his hand again and muttered to himself. Seeing that Long Xian had already removed a magical shield and was walking backward, he quickly followed.

After passing through the magical shield, the view suddenly opened up, and the scenery was different. There was no gold and jade inlay outside, but everything was made of pure blue stone. Because there was still the flowing light of the unremoved magical shield around, Ge Xiaoyao could not see the innermost part, but he felt that this should be a large stone chamber.

In the center of the stone chamber was a platform with eight steps, and on the platform was a lifelike stone dragon.

"Hehe... Dragon Immortal..." Dragon Immortal chuckled and shook his head, muttering to himself, ignoring Ge Xiaoyao beside him, and bowed three times to the stone dragon.

Ge Xiaoyao stood behind Dragon Immortal, motionless, still completely baffled as to what Dragon Immortal was up to.

After bowing to the stone dragon, Dragon Immortal stood up, but with a series of squeaks, the stone dragon seemed to come alive, twisting and turning as if poised to take flight, but ultimately did not fly, only shifting a foot or so to one side.

"Damn! What an ingenious contraption!" Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but secretly admire.

With another creaking sound, an exquisitely carved jade box, adorned with dragon patterns, slowly rose from the original position of the stone dragon. Long Xian stepped forward, took the box in his hand, and with another creak, the stone dragon returned to its place.

"Senior Long Xian, what is this?" Ge Xiaoyao asked, gazing at the jade box carved with various dragon shapes.

Long Xian smiled slightly and said, "The Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record!"

"The Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record? What is that…?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Long Xian, holding the jade box in both hands, said to Ge Xiaoyao, "This place is not suitable for a long talk; let's go outside!"

Ge Xiaoyao followed Long Xian to a living room. The two sat down, and Long Xian used magic to brew two cups of immortal tea, but instead of opening the jade box, he said, "Brother, how about listening to a story first?"

"Damn it! Instead of checking what that Dragon Immortal Record is, what story is this!" Ge Xiaoyao was displeased, but his face remained impassive. He smiled and said, "Senior Dragon Immortal, please tell me!"

Long Xian smiled and said, "Brother, listen carefully..." before slowly beginning the story.

In ancient times, when heaven and earth were first created, various immortal races coexisted on the continent. Constant battles gradually formed four races that ruled the continent: the Dragon Race, the God Race, the Buddha Race, and the Human Race. Among them, the Dragon Immortal Race was the most powerful. However, as time passed, the power of the God, Buddha, and Human Immortal Races grew stronger, especially the Buddha Immortal Race and the Human Immortal Race, which reached their peak.

As the saying goes, what is divided for a long time will unite, and what is united for a long time will divide. The Dragon Immortal race is vast, and many of them possess extremely high cultivation levels. However, due to their enormous size and astonishing magical power, some Dragon Immortals have become arrogant, frequently wreaking havoc on rivers and seas, and destroying mountains and plains, causing much suffering to many Human Immortals and Buddha Immortals.

Finally, the Human Immortals and Buddha Immortals secretly allied with the Divine Race and declared war on the Dragon Race, launching an extremely bloody campaign to slay the dragons.

The Dragon Race could not withstand the attacks of the three races and suffered repeated defeats. In particular, the leader of the Buddha Race, the Buddha Tathagata, slaughtered hundreds of Dragon Immortals with his treasured sword, greatly frightening the Dragon Immortal race. Later, with no other choice, the Dragon Emperor at the time led many Dragon Immortals to cease fighting and surrender, voluntarily becoming servants of the three races, and the war was finally quelled.

At that time, the Dragon Immortals split into three groups. One group joined the God Clan and was appointed Dragon Lord, ruling over all the rivers and seas. Another group joined the Buddhist Immortal Clan and became protectors of Buddhism. The Buddha used his supreme power to draw upon the thirteen heavenly pure waters to build the Dragon Transformation Pool, providing a habitat for dragons of lower cultivation. The third group joined the Human Clan. However, the Human Clan was weak, and later many Dragon Immortals rebelled. The Human Clan, relying on the power of the God and Buddha realms, suppressed them. Most of the Dragon Immortals were suppressed beneath mountains and rivers, while a small number escaped to the deep sea and abyss, never to reappear.

The Dragon Immortal chuckled as he recounted this, pointing to the Dragon-Slaying Blade in Ge Xiaoyao's hand, and said, "The Buddha Tathagata used this very Dragon-Slaying Blade to slay countless dragons!"

"What?" Ge Xiaoyao was taken aback.

Long Xian smiled slightly and said, "You must think this Dragon-Slaying Blade is an ominous object!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, thinking to himself, "Of course, after slaying countless dragons, it's bound to be a weapon of death!"

"It is said that dragons are extremely resolute; though they die, their spirit remains. Many high-level dragon immortals died under this Dragon-Slaying Blade, but a wisp of their souls remained attached to the blade, and their cultivation was absorbed into it. Therefore, this blade is a treasure not only for the blade itself, but also for the cultivation of a hundred dragon immortals attached to it!" Long Xian said.

"You mean this blade contains the cultivation of a hundred dragon immortals spanning ten thousand years?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in surprise.

Long Xian nodded and said, "That's right. When I was healing you just now, although it injured me, my immortal power also activated the dormant power of the Dragon Immortal that had been lying dormant for many years. Now it has all been transferred to you!"

Ge Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that he had once tested the Dragon Severing Blade with his immortal power, but at that time all his immortal power was absorbed by the Dragon Severing Blade. Otherwise, he would not have been beaten so badly by the Nine-Tailed Fox later.

Recalling the inexplicable heartache he felt when he first saw the Dragon-Slaying Blade, Ge Xiaoyao asked, "Could it be that this has some kind of mysterious connection with my Dragon-Slaying Blade?"

The Dragon Immortal laughed and said, "More than just a mysterious connection, you and this Dragon-Slaying Blade have a deep connection!"

Ge Xiaoyao's heart sank. Just as he was about to ask what the connection was, the Dragon Immortal changed the subject, saying, "Actually, I don't know much about that ancient history. I only know what the Dragon Immortals told me back then at the Dragon Transformation Pool."

Ge Xiaoyao suddenly remembered something and asked, "Didn't you say you were the owner of this Dragon-Slaying Blade? How come it's also the weapon used by Buddha to slay dragons?"

The Dragon Immortal smiled slightly and said, "To tell you the truth, when I learned that this Dragon-Slaying Blade contained a hidden secret, I risked my life to steal it from Buddha's throne and escaped the Buddhist Kingdom with Dao Ancestor Hongjun. This is also the secret behind why I've been living in seclusion on the snowy peaks of Kunlun!"

"Damn! So you're no better than me! You even do such petty thievery!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly, but said aloud, "Then how did the Dragon-Slaying Blade end up in the hands of True Immortal Taiyi?"

The Dragon Immortal sighed and said leisurely, "After I took the Dragon-Slaying Blade to Kunlun, I relied on the protection of Dao Ancestor Hongjun to build this Dragon Immortal Pool to become invisible. Later, I cultivated the Dragon Immortal power and built this Dragon Immortal Mansion at the bottom of this pool. True Immortal Taiyi is quite destined to meet me; he actually fell into the Dragon Immortal Pool when his immortal power was exhausted while practicing his magic weapon ascension."

"Damn! So True Immortal Taiyi also has such embarrassing moments!" Ge Xiaoyao almost burst out laughing upon hearing this, recalling how he had almost died from exhaustion when he flew from Chaoge to Jizhou in one breath before cultivating magic weapons, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"And then?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Long Xian took a sip of tea before saying, "Master Taiyi fell into the Dragon Immortal Pool and was in mortal danger, but I rescued him! Seeing his straightforward nature and exceptional talent, I took a liking to him and kept him in the Dragon Transformation Pool, teaching him Dragon Immortal True Power for over a month."

"Damn! I wondered how Master Taiyi's cultivation was so high; it turns out he had such a fortuitous encounter!" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed inwardly.

Long Xian continued, "However, because of the strict rules of the Kunlun Sect, we don't have a master-disciple relationship..." He stopped there, as if there was something unpleasant about it.

Ge Xiaoyao, being an extremely astute man, saw through the hidden story at a glance. He thought to himself, "So, it turns out that the Taiyi Zhenren abandoned the blessed land of Kunlun to establish his own sect; there's a reason behind it all!"

"Back then, I searched diligently for the secret of the Dragon-Slaying Blade, finally discovering that its greatest secret was the gathering of the power of a hundred ancient dragon immortals. However, I also discovered that the Dragon-Slaying Blade seemed to be controlled by a mysterious dragon immortal force, and I couldn't gain any benefit from it!" the Dragon Immortal continued.

"Damn! All this effort has been for nothing!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The Dragon Immortal chuckled self-deprecatingly, "So, I gave the Dragon-Slaying Blade to the Taiyi Zhenren as a memento, instructing him to search for its true owner while traveling the world!"

"Ah? Could I be the true owner of the Dragon-Slaying Blade?" Only then did Ge Xiaoyao understand why the Dragon Immortal had said all this.

Long Xian nodded. "Indeed, it was a coincidence that you also ended up in my Long Xian Mansion. I even helped you unravel the secret of the Dragon-Slaying Blade. Ah! Finally, a knot in my heart that has been tied for so many years has been untied!"

"Senior Long Xian, since that's the case, you still haven't told me what my connection is with this Dragon-Slaying Blade?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Long Xian chuckled and said, "You are the true owner of this Dragon-Slaying Blade, but you are a reincarnated being!"

"A reincarnated being? Could it be that my previous life was a member of the Dragon Immortal clan?" Ge Xiaoyao was truly shocked.

"Yes!" Long Xian nodded. "That's right, you were indeed a member of the Dragon Immortal clan, but not in your previous life, but a long, long time ago!"

Ge Xiaoyao felt a little dizzy. In modern times, he was a pure atheist. It wasn't until he inexplicably arrived in the Shang Dynasty, met Jiang Ziya, consumed the elixir of immortal herbs, practiced supreme martial arts, and followed Jiang Ziya to capture the pig demon, and encountered the nine-tailed fox, Shi Ji, and Yu Lu, that he slowly began to abandon his atheistic beliefs and started to believe that this world was indeed very wondrous, not only with time-space distortions but also with gods and monsters.

However, Ge Xiaoyao wasn't very interested in those fictitious legends.

He hadn't listened carefully when the Dragon Immortal recounted the story of the ancient Dragon Immortals, thinking it was all far removed from his own life. Who knew that, after all the recounting, he was actually one of them.

"Damn! Ancient Dragon Immortals, ha... I, Ge Xiaoyao, was once an ancient Dragon Immortal?" Ge Xiaoyao repeatedly murmured to himself, still somewhat incredulous.

"Then which of the ancient dragon immortals am I? Did I also die under this Dragon-Slaying Blade? If it was Buddha Tathagata who killed me, one day I will definitely go up Mount Ling and find Tathagata to avenge this blow!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed.

Long Xian was amused by Ge Xiaoyao. He shook his head and said, "I didn't personally experience that ancient war. I only heard it from the Dragon God Protectors. The true owner of this Dragon-Slaying Blade, in order to resurrect those slain Dragon Immortals, once risked his supreme immortal power to fight Tathagata to the death, forcing Tathagata to give up the Dragon-Slaying Blade. However, he couldn't resurrect those Dragon Immortals. Helpless, he used this Dragon-Slaying Blade to commit suicide. A lingering spirit remains attached to the blade, still protecting the lingering spirits of those Dragon Immortals from dissipating."

Ge Xiaoyao stopped laughing and said solemnly, "Speaking of which, in my ancient past life, I was quite sentimental!"

Long Xian nodded, stood up, took the jade box on the table, and slowly opened it. "Brother Ge, please look! This is the Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record!"

Chapter 168 Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record (Part 2)

The jade box opened, and golden light shone out. A book-like object appeared in front of Ge Xiaoyao.

Long Xian said in a deep voice, "This is the Dragon Immortal Ranking Record that the Dragon Emperor forged with ancient true gold. It is engraved with the names of the top one hundred most powerful ancient Dragon Immortals. Originally, it was meant to rank the Dragon Immortals and encourage future generations to study diligently so that they too could achieve success in the future!"

At this point, Long Xian sighed, "However, all these Dragon Immortals have already passed away, dying in that ancient war. The power of the Dragon Clan plummeted, and they were reduced to living under the roof of others and being enslaved! Therefore, I call this Dragon Immortal Ranking Record the Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record, to commemorate those ancestors who shed their blood for the Dragon Immortal Clan."

Ge Xiaoyao also sighed, asking, "Is my name also on this Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record?"

Long Xian nodded, saying, "Of course, but not as Ge Xiaoyao, but as Long Yixiao."

“Long Yixiao…” Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, “What a name! Much more impressive than my own Ge Xiaoyao!”

Long Xian continued, “This Dragon Immortal Ranking Record originally fell into the hands of Tathagata after the Dragon Immortal Clan subdued the three clans. Later, when I retrieved the Dragon Severing Blade, I took it with me. These past years, I have been hiding in the snowy peaks of Kunlun to avoid Tathagata’s pursuit.”

“Damn! So all the Dragon Immortal Clan’s possessions were taken by that Tathagata!” Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and couldn’t help but wonder, “What is the use of this Dragon Immortal Ranking Record?”

Long Xian smiled and said, “Although the Dragon Immortal Ranking Record itself is useless, it is now one of the Dragon Clan’s most precious treasures. It took the Dragon Emperor a lot of effort to create this record. It is said that any Dragon Immortal on the Dragon Immortal Ranking Record, if their soul is still intact, can be resurrected through this ranking record!”

"Huh?" Ge Xiaoyao stared in disbelief, speechless for a moment. "Doesn't that mean that if the Dragon-Slaying Blade is broken, all these Dragon Immortals can be resurrected?"

The Dragon Immortal smiled and said, "That's just a legend. No one has ever tried it, nor has anyone had the chance to try it! Moreover, this Dragon Immortal Ranking List requires the Dragon Immortal Platform to unleash its power."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, a thought flashing through his mind. "Ha, if I could find that Dragon Immortal Platform and resurrect these hundred Dragon Immortals, wouldn't I be able to dominate the world and restore the Dragon Clan's prestige?"

"Easier said than done!" the Dragon Immortal said. "Back then, when the Dragon Clan surrendered, Buddha feared the resurrection of these hundred Dragon Immortals, so he instructed the Dragon Emperor to destroy the Dragon Immortal Platform. With the platform destroyed, the Dragon Immortal Clan lost their place of rest, and soon the Dragon Emperor died in despair."

"Damn it! That damned Buddha, he's no good!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. "Senior Dragon Immortal, I wonder where I rank in this Dragon Immortal Ranking?"

Ge Xiaoyao was now in human form, and although he had some connection with the original Dragon Immortal Clan, he wasn't particularly fond of them. With the platform destroyed, he no longer cared about the Dragon Immortals' revival, but he was quite interested in the ranking.

The Dragon Immortal smiled and said, "Then take a look for yourself!" He then brought the Dragon Immortal Record to Ge Xiaoyao.

It was better not to look, because as soon as Ge Xiaoyao looked, the so-called Dragon Immortal Record was a muddy yellow, without any writing, like a smooth golden mirror. Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "Senior Dragon Immortal, are you kidding me? There's nothing on it!"

Dragon Immortal chuckled, then smiled, "I almost forgot, no one but Dragon Immortal can see anything on this Dragon Immortal Ranking List."

Ge Xiaoyao smiled again, "Then what are we supposed to see?"

Dragon Immortal thought for a moment, then said, "However, since you were once a Dragon Immortal and now possess Dragon Immortal power, you might as well give it a try. Here, place your hand on it, channel your Dragon Immortal power, and see if you can make out the words!"

Ge Xiaoyao followed suit, placing his hand on the Dragon Immortal Ranking List, secretly channeling his immortal power into his palm.

A flash of light appeared before Ge Xiaoyao's eyes, and the Dragon Immortal Ranking List grew larger and larger until it was fully displayed before him, covered with rows of golden, gleaming characters.

Ge Xiaoyao subconsciously read aloud: "The Dragon Immortal Clan, an ancient spiritual race, has produced countless brave warriors and capable individuals. Today, the clan has gathered all its warriors, ranking them according to their ancient cultivation levels, to inspire courage and encourage future generations. First place: Long Wu Hui, a Dragon Emperor, who gathered the spiritual power of heaven and earth at the beginning of chaos. Second place: Long Xiao Tian, a Dragon Clan Protector, who gathered the spiritual power of heaven and earth at the beginning of chaos..."

Ge Xiaoyao read through the lines, finally finding his own name at the sixteenth place: "Long Yi Xiao, the third son of the Dragon Emperor Wu Hui, who roamed the rivers and seas since childhood, with an unruly nature, obtained ancient dragon energy at the bottom of the Nine Nether Sea, and later made great contributions in the war of the gods, and was revered by the Dragon Immortal Clan as the Nine Nether Dragon Saint."

"Damn! Awesome... I never thought I was so cool back then!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed inwardly, continuing to scroll down, but saw a special name at the twenty-third place.

"Tian Xin... Why does this sound so familiar?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

"Tianxin Dragon Maiden, daughter of the Nine Nether Dragon Princess, and spouse of the Dragon Emperor's third son, Long Yixiao, obtained ancient dragon energy at the bottom of the Nine Nether Sea."

Ge Xiaoyao had no intention of looking down and looked up at Long Xian.

Long Xian smiled and said, "What, brother, do you understand now?"

Ge Xiaoyao scratched his head and murmured, "Tianxin..."

"Hmm, no wonder. The Third Prince has been reincarnated for hundreds of generations. By the time it came to you, brother, your memories of the ancient times were gone. However, it's understandable that you and Princess Aolong's love is so deep that you still have some memories." Long Xian said.

"Princess Aolong... Tianxin Dragon Maiden?" Ge Xiaoyao pondered deeply, suddenly remembering the fox girl he had seen in the cave at the bottom of Baicao Cliff, and recalling that unsolvable dream.

"That's right, Long Xiantai, could she be Tianxin Dragon Maiden?" Ge Xiaoyao finally understood.

Long Xian laughed and said, "Back then, the Third Prince and Princess Ao Long went down to the Nine Nether Sea together and obtained the ancient dragon energy to cultivate. They were a virtuous couple who were proud and envied throughout the Three Realms!"

Ge Xiaoyao, remembering the Heavenly Fox Girl, had no interest in listening to Long Xian's jokes, so he asked, "Senior Long Xian, I wonder what happened to the Heavenly Fairy Dragon Girl back then?"

Long Xian sighed and said, "I only heard from the elders' casual conversations that during the ancient war, you unexpectedly subdued the three immortal clans, seized the Dragon-Slaying Blade from Tathagata, and committed suicide on the Dragon Immortal Platform. The Heavenly Dragon Maiden, seeing your death, was deeply saddened and even self-destructed her primordial spirit to follow you."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and asked, "Then, since I can reincarnate, will she also reincarnate?"

Long Xian pondered for a moment and said, "She probably will! However, so many years have passed; I'm afraid we don't know where she's reincarnated to!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded secretly, then sighed again, thinking of the Heavenly Fox Maiden, whose whereabouts were unknown and whom he could hardly find, and his heart couldn't help but feel sorrowful again.

At this moment, the golden light of the Dragon Immortal Ritual Record gradually faded because Ge Xiaoyao's Dragon Immortal power was gone, and it returned to its original appearance.

Long Xian put away the Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record and returned it to the jade box, then said to Ge Xiaoyao, "I never expected to meet the Third Prince of the Dragon Clan today. It has fulfilled a long-cherished wish of mine. I hereby hand over this Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record to you!"

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly replied, "How could I dare accept such a treasure? It is best that Senior Long Xian keep it safe!"

Long Xian thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "What senior? If we were to rank Long Xian, I should kneel and call him the Third Prince of the Dragon Clan. It is already presumptuous of me to be on equal footing with you here!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Then how..." "Is that alright ?"

Long Xian smiled and said, "How about this, we'll address each other as brothers. You can no longer call me Senior Long Xian. My real name is Long Yingshan, so you can call me Brother Yingshan!"

Ge Xiaoyao then said, "Alright! Brother Yingshan, you should keep this Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record!"

Long Yingshan shook his head and declined, saying, "Actually, over the years, there's been a matter weighing on my mind."

Ge Xiaoyao quickly said, "Brother Yingshan, please speak..."

Long Yingshan said, "That is, to take this Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record to the Dragon Immortal Platform and, together with the Dragon Severing Blade, revive those hundred Dragon Immortals."

“Hmm!” Ge Xiaoyao nodded. “However, didn’t Brother Yingshan just say that the Dragon Platform has been destroyed?”

Long Yingshan shook his head. “Although it is said to have been destroyed, I have always believed that the Dragon Platform is the foundation of the Dragon Clan and the embodiment of the Dragon Soul. It shouldn’t have been destroyed so easily. Moreover, the Dragon Emperor died in sorrow, and his death was shrouded in mystery. Therefore, I have always believed that the Dragon Platform must still exist in this world, but it is hidden or sealed away and cannot be found!”

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. Although he did not know much about that period of history in ancient times and did not know what the Dragon Platform was, he could not object to Long Yingshan’s opinion. He immediately said, "So, the Dragon Platform must be in some unknown place?"

Long Yingshan nodded, then suddenly smiled and said, "Now that you have the Dragon-Slaying Blade and the Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record, the important task of finding the Dragon Platform is entrusted to you!"

Ge Xiaoyao didn't want to agree, but he couldn't refuse, because he couldn't get rid of the Dragon-Slaying Blade even if he wanted to, and he didn't know when he would find the Dragon Platform, so he readily agreed.

Long Yingshan said happily, "In that case, Long Yingshan thanks the Third Prince Long in advance. The great cause of the Dragon Clan's revival rests entirely on your shoulders!" As he spoke, he was about to kneel down.

Ge Xiaoyao quickly helped him up, "Brother Yingshan, please don't do this!"

Long Yingshan continued, "I believe that Brother Ge will definitely be able to find the Dragon Immortal Platform, revive my hundred Dragon Immortals, and restore the prestige of my Dragon Clan!"

"Damn! Easier said than done!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Brother Yingshan, what exactly is this Dragon Immortal Platform? I've never seen it before, how am I supposed to find it?" To his surprise,

Long Yingshan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't laugh at me, Brother Ge, but actually, the idea of reviving Dragon Immortals by combining the Dragon Severing Blade, the Dragon Immortal Sacrifice Record, and the Dragon Immortal Platform is something I've only heard about from the legends of the Dragon Immortals. The Dragon Immortal Platform has been missing for a long time, and even I haven't seen it!"

"Damn! This kind of fictitious thing is really difficult to handle!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. At first, he only found the revival of Dragon Immortals interesting, but now that he didn't know if it was true, he couldn't help but have second thoughts. Moreover, he was currently in human form, and he was worried that if the Dragon Clan were to truly be revived, it probably wouldn't be good for humanity! After thinking for a moment, he said, "Since that's the case, let's search further and see if any ancient dragon immortals still exist!" Although he spoke with great sincerity, he had no such intention at all.

Long Yingshan shook his head, "In the ancient war, almost all the dragon immortals who saw the Dragon Platform died in battle. Even if there were one or two, I have searched for them for many years and do not know where they are hiding!"

"Alas!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed dramatically, "In that case, we can only rely on fate. If fate allows my dragon clan to prosper, then naturally an opportunity will be given for me to encounter the Dragon Platform. If fate does not allow it, I am afraid that even if I search high and low, I will find nothing!"

Long Yingshan also sighed, "Brother is absolutely right, but in recent years I have seen the dragon clan gradually weaken, and many dragon immortals and dragon gods are content to be subservient to others, their servility growing stronger and stronger. It truly saddens me!"

Ge Xiaoyao felt a pang of pain in his heart upon hearing this, recalling the coldness of humanity and the decline of morality in the modern world. Thinking to himself, "It's not just the dragon race; how many people in modern times have any backbone?" His naturally untamed nature stirred a surge of heroic spirit within him, and he exclaimed with fervor, "Brother Yingshan, don't be pessimistic! Even if fate doesn't allow it, so what? As long as the Dragon Immortal Platform still exists, I, Ge Xiaoyao, will search the ends of the earth to find it, resurrect a hundred Dragon Immortals, and bolster the prestige of our dragon race!"

Long Yingshan's eyes lit up, his spirit ignited by Ge Xiaoyao's words, and he roared, "Excellent! This is the spirit of the Third Prince of the Dragon Clan back then! Brother Ge, the hope of the dragon race rests on your shoulders!"

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