[Fantasy] The Return of the Condor Heroes: The Upside-Down Phoenix and the Phoenix (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter 204, Poppy Companionship

"It seems Feng'er knows how to make a woman feel good even better than I do!" Yang Zhuihui chuckled, pressing and kneading Ruan Feifeng's anus with his thumb while rapidly thrusting in and out. Seeing that Ruan Feifeng didn't react much, Yang Zhuihui inserted his fingers into her anus.

"Young Master Yang...don't touch there..." Ruan Feifeng's body trembled; she was too weak to perform oral sex on Wu Sanniang. She raised her head, enjoying the unique pleasure of having both her holes violated simultaneously.

"Want to be like Xiao Yao?" Yang Zhuihui lewdly asked.

Knowing that Yang Zhuihui wanted to penetrate her from behind, Ruan Feifeng immediately shook her head, saying, "Next time I'll wash myself clean before giving it to Young Master Yang. Not today."

"Hmm, I understand." Yang Zhuihui adjusted his position and thrust forcefully.

"Ah...Young Master Yang...It's too deep...Yours is too big...Slower...Slower...I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing Ruan Feifeng's lewd moans, Wu Sanniang, who was resting there, blushed and was even more attracted by Ruan Feifeng's wanton expression.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Zhuihui finally brought Ruan Feifeng to orgasm as well, and hurriedly collected her vaginal fluids.

After collecting the vaginal fluids of the five women, Yang Zhuihui let Wu Sanniang and Ruan Feifeng go to bed together, while he solemnly carried the porcelain bowl full of vaginal fluids to his own room.

Seeing that Guo Fu was already asleep, the somewhat tired Yang Zhuihui put the bowl on the table, undressed, and also got into bed.

After fighting with the five women, Yang Zhuihui's whole body was almost exhausted, and in the end, he fed his semen to Ruan Feifeng, so he was now very tired.

His hand rested on Guo Fu's abdomen, gently stroking it. Guo Fu's pregnancy made him think about how to be a good father, and he hoped it would be a daughter—a Genji-like plan wouldn't be bad!

Yang Zhuihui's thoughts were always wicked; he just didn't know if Guo Fu would agree.

Waking up early, Yang Zhuihui reached to his left—empty. Guo Fu wasn't in bed, nor in the room, and…

“My…my…”

Seeing the empty table, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly dressed and got out of bed, rushing out like a madman. He saw Guo Fu carrying a porcelain bowl back. Yang Zhuihui's mind went blank. It seemed the yin essence he had painstakingly collected last night had been poured out by Guo Fu.

“The water seems to have gone bad, I poured it out. Do you still want this bowl? If not, I'll take it to wash,” Guo Fu said.

“Poured…poured out…” Yang Zhuihui leaned against the door like a deflated balloon, not knowing what to do.

“Husband, what's wrong?”

“I love you even more,” Yang Zhuihui said dejectedly.

"Of course, I'm your good wife, and now that I'm pregnant, I need to be even more careful about hygiene. I want the baby to be safe and healthy."

"Fu'er, you're such a good woman." Yang Zhuihui almost burst into tears.

It was impossible to collect the yin essence of the five women again before setting off. It seemed that he would have to practice the sixth technique again when he returned.

But then again, the members of the Divine Python Sect were all women. If he could win over the sect leader, collecting the yin essence of hundreds of women would be a piece of cake. But...

Yang Zhuihui had raped Liuli Qiandai and kidnapped Yuechan. If he fell into their hands, he would be lucky if he wasn't castrated. How could he expect them all to offer themselves to him?

"Husband, my mother just said that Eunuch Liu sent someone to deliver a white fox this morning. He said it was a gift from the Emperor and that you should take it to Yunnan. It will protect you."

"A white... white fox?" Yang Zhuihui exclaimed and hurriedly ran forward, leaving Guo Fu full of doubt.

Running into the hall, Yang Zhuihui saw an adorable little white fox lying on Huang Rong's lap, occasionally licking its front toes. Hearing footsteps, the fox raised its head, and their eyes met. Yang Zhuihui felt as if he'd been stabbed in the chest; that murderous gaze, as if it wanted to devour him, belonged to none other than Poppy!

Huang Rong, dressed in a white gauze dress, picked up the white fox and laughed, "This little thing is really cute, and it seems to understand human speech. His Majesty has truly gone to great lengths."

Yang Zhuihui dared not approach; his legs felt like lead, as if he were standing on a putrid beast!

"Guo'er, with it, we won't be bored on the journey," Huang Rong said with a squinting smile, completely oblivious to what she was holding.

"Mother-in-law, you have no idea how terrifying it is!" Yang Zhuihui exclaimed, completely losing his composure.

The white fox let out a soft cry, jumped onto Yang Zhuihui's shoulder, and licked his earlobe with its tongue.

Yang Zhuihui's eyes widened, and he grabbed the white fox by the neck. The fox didn't struggle at all, but quietly stared at Yang Zhuihui.

"Guo'er! Don't do anything reckless!" Huang Rong hurriedly snatched the white fox back, stroking its back, and scolded, "This white fox is a lucky charm bestowed by His Majesty, meant to ensure our safe return from this journey. We must return it intact to His Majesty then. If you strangle it to death, how will we explain it to His Majesty?"

"I understand." Yang Zhuihui reached out his hand and said, "Let me hug you, I wasn't thinking clearly just now."

"Be careful."

Holding the white fox, Yang Zhuihui chatted with Huang Rong for a few moments before carrying it out of the hall. Reaching a secluded corner, he threw the fox to the ground and asked, "Poppy, what exactly do you mean?"

The white fox's eyes flashed with ferocity, and its entire body radiated dazzling golden light. A naked woman stood before Yang Zhuihui, her breasts small but firm, two tender red nipples at their tips. Her genitals, the most arousing feature for men, were covered with only a few sparse pubic hairs, and the slightly parted cleft revealed two delicate new buds, complemented by two shapely thighs. Poppy's genitals were undeniably perfect, exuding a seductive yet not lewd aura.

However, even the most perfect body couldn't conceal her sinister nature!

Poppy raised her head, breathing heavily, her eyes dim, only recovering after a long while. She hated the transformation between the white fox and human forms; each time, her bones felt as if they were being stretched and compressed, extremely uncomfortable, yet it was her choice; she had struggled painfully for this choice for countless nights.

Covered in sweat, Poppy stared at Yang Zhuihui, who was standing close at hand, and said calmly, "As long as I complete this mission, Shangqing Palace will agree to the final step of my reformation, and then I will be completely free."

"What mission?"

"Protect you."

"Protect me?" Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Poppy, Poppy, that's a joke you'd only tell a three-year-old. I'm your mortal enemy, why would you protect me?"

"It's an order from Shangqing Palace, I'm just following orders."

"Let me guess Shangqing Palace's intentions." Yang Zhuihui paced back and forth, saying, "Shangqing Palace's greatest enemy is the Divine Python Sect. If I destroy the Divine Python Sect, Shangqing Palace's dominance in the martial arts world will be established. So Shangqing Palace instigated Jiajing to send me to Yunnan. Whether I live or die, they will only benefit. If I wipe out the Divine Python Sect, they will gain a great deal, and when I return, my death will be near."

“I don’t like asking too many questions, you don’t need to tell me too much. Anyway, my mission is to protect you, at least for this trip. Once I’ve completed the transformation, I’ll make sure you die by my hand.” Poppy said expressionlessly.

“Heh, it seems the biggest fool is me, being used by the Shangqing Palace all this time!”

“You have no choice, otherwise they would extend their poisonous claws to your women, like the pregnant Guo Fu, I believe she holds the most important place in your heart right now.” Poppy said coldly.

“I hate being used!”

“Young Master Yang, are you over there?”

Hearing Wu Sanniang’s voice, Yang Zhuihui quickly stepped out from the corner and said, “I’m here, I’m talking to…”

Turning his head, Poppy was gone, and a cute white fox was nuzzling Yang Zhuihui's ankle with its head. "Playing with the little white fox."

"So cute." Wu Sanniang bent down and stretched out her finger, her collar open, revealing a third of her tender white breasts.

The white fox jumped into Wu Sanniang's arms, and Wu Sanniang gently stroked it, saying, "It's really intelligent. When did Young Master Yang get it?"

"I hope I never met it in my life."

"It's almost time to eat. Fu'er was just packing your luggage. Young Master Yang will be setting off soon. I don't know when we'll see each other again. Please be careful on the road."

"I will." After kissing Wu Sanniang's lips, Yang Zhuihui picked up the white fox and walked with Wu Sanniang to the hall.

After breakfast, everyone prepared to set off.

Yang Zhuihui, Ruan Feifeng, and Huang Rong, who was carrying the white fox, had already reached the backyard. The three-headed phoenix, having finished its meal, was resting there. Hearing footsteps, it opened its eyes and cried out excitedly several times.

Ji Hanxiang walked up to Yang Zhuihui and said, "Thank you, Young Master Yang. The sixth one is finally done. There are still three left. I've been here too long. Today I'm going to Yongping to visit relatives, and then I'll return to Datong Prefecture. I look forward to Young Master Yang's early return!"

Yang Zhuihui didn't know that last night's intercourse had opened up the sixth acupoint for Ji Hanxiang. Seeing her radiant face, Yang Zhuihui knew that she hoped he would come to see her after he returned, but Yang Zhuihui was worried that he might not return.

"Take care, Madam Qin

. I will find time to visit you when I return," Yang Zhuihui said with a smile. "Husband," Guo Fu nestled against Yang Zhuihui's chest and murmured, "When you come back, Fu'er's belly will definitely be big,

and she won't look pretty at all then." "Pregnant women are actually more beautiful because they are about to become mothers." Yang Zhuihui ran his fingers through Guo Fu's hair and said, "Remember to take good care of yourself while I'm away, don't neglect yourself."

"How cheesy!" Shi Le said, hands on her hips.

"Sister, don't say that," Xiaoyue whispered.

"Fu'er, it's about time. It's not like we're parting forever. They'll be back in a few days, you know?" Wu Sanniang comforted her.

"Yes, Fu'er understands."

"The weather's better in the morning, so we can fly farther, but I'm a little worried we might fall off."

Huang Rong looked happily at the docile three-headed phoenix; she had never ridden in such an advanced mode of transportation before.

After saying goodbye, Yang Zhuihui took the packages handed to him by Bilan and Bilian, carrying one bag on each shoulder, and had Ruan Feifeng carry another. The three of them climbed onto the bird's back.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to sit in the front, but he was a bit directionally challenged, so he gave the helmsman's seat to Huang Rong, Ruan Feifeng sat in the middle, and he sat in the back.

After waving to the women, Yang Zhuihui ordered the three-headed phoenix to fly south.

"Did you think there was something on that divine bird's feet?" Shi Le, with excellent eyesight, asked Xiaoyue.

"It seems... there is..." Xiaoyue tilted her head, unsure.

"We're doomed!" Saya, drenched in sweat, rushed to the backyard like a whirlwind, shouting, "Has anyone seen my princess?"

"I know what that is," Shi Le shrugged, "Little Yuuki is clinging to the divine bird's leg, but I really can't figure out how she climbed up there."

"Leg...leg?" Saya looked up at the three-headed phoenix that had already soared into the sky, cupped her hands in a megaphone shape, and shouted, "Yang-kun, Yang-kun, Princess Yuuki is down there! You bastard, get her up here right now!"

Chapter 205, Passion in the Water

The distance was so far, and the three-headed phoenix was flying very fast, Yang Zhuihui couldn't hear it at all; all he could hear was the whistling of the wind.

A quarter of an hour earlier, everyone had just finished eating. Knowing that Yang Zhuihui was going to ride the three-headed phoenix on a long journey, Yuuki ran to the backyard alone and crawled into the three-headed phoenix's belly. Although her kimono was floral, it had a white base. The three-headed phoenix's belly was covered in thick, white down, making Yuuki completely invisible as she hid beneath it. Furthermore, the strong winds created by the phoenix's flapping wings during takeoff made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes. So, only when the phoenix was high in the sky did they look up at it, completely unaware that Yuuki was clinging to its legs. Only a mermaid like Shile, with exceptional eyesight, could see her.

Thus, Princess Yuuki, with a mature body but a childlike mind, traveled with Yang Zhuihui and the others. Yang Zhuihui, sitting on the bird's back, was completely unaware, calculating the approximate arrival time in Yunnan. He remembered

that last time he traveled from Ruoxian Island to Dushi City in just three days, day and night. The distance from Dushi City to Ruoxian Island was roughly the same as to Yunnan, so with a little effort, he could arrive in three days. However, Yang Zhuihui was unwilling to risk his life like that; whether or not he could destroy the Divine Python Sect, it wouldn't benefit him.

Destroying the Divine Python Sect would mean facing assassination by the Shangqing Palace upon his return; even if the Shangqing Palace didn't target Yang Zhuihui, Poppy, transformed into a docile white fox, would still kill him; if he fell into the hands of the Divine Python Sect, Liuli Qiandai and Yuechan would definitely devour him alive!

Therefore, regardless of the outcome of this trip, Yang Zhuihui wouldn't gain anything, but he didn't want any benefit either; he just wanted to live peacefully, avoiding all the turmoil, hoping to be by Guo Fu's side when she gave birth, but that seemed very difficult.

While Yang Zhuihui was deep in thought, You Shu, who was clinging to the legs of the three-headed phoenix, was starting to feel the strain. Fortunately, each of her legs was on the phoenix's claws, otherwise she might have already fallen.

"Brother, brother, brother." You Shu kept her eyes tightly shut; the fierce wind made it impossible for her to open them, and her soft calls were drowned out by the wind, unable to reach Yang Zhuihui.

Flying over the capital, Ruan Feifeng, needing to urinate, asked Yang Zhuihui to find a place to land, while also letting the Three-Headed Phoenix rest and replenish its strength.

As soon as the Three-Headed Phoenix landed, You Shu, her body aching all over, plopped down on the ground, rubbing her eyes and crying.

Everyone was stunned to see You Shu, completely bewildered by her appearance.

"You Shu, what are you doing here?" Yang Zhuihui rushed over to help her up. Seeing You Shu's swollen and red hands, Yang Zhuihui felt a pang of heartache and gently rubbed them, breathing on them to warm them.

"Brother is leaving again, and You Shu can't bear it, so I hid under the birds. I kept calling for brother, but he didn't respond. If it had been any later, You Shu wouldn't have been able to hold on anymore." You Shu's eyes were red, and she sobbed incessantly, as if Yang Zhuihui had wronged her.

"Brother really didn't know you were down there. If I had known, I would never have left you alone. Brother's heart aches for you." In front of Huang Rong and Ruan Feifeng, Yang Zhuihui hugged You Shu tightly and murmured, "Brother will take good care of you for the rest of my life, don't worry."

"I need to relieve myself." Ruan Feifeng walked towards the bushes, while Huang Rong sat against a tree, hugging the white fox.

Poppy, who had been in white fox form, looked at the two embracing each other, her eyes filled with doubt.

Feeling the warmth from Yang Zhuihui's body, You Shu smiled through her tears and said, "Brother, you can't send You Shu back. You Shu wants to stay with you forever, you know?"

"Alright, alright."

"Guo'er, can I talk to you?" Huang Rong interjected.

"Brother will come back to be with you right away." Pinch You Shu's cheek, Yang Zhuihui and Huang Rong walked to a nearby spot.

Looking at You Shu, who was looking at them pitifully, Huang Rong said, "This trip is no child's play; it's fraught with danger and unpredictable. It would be very unwise to let her come with us. We're not too far from Dushi City yet; it would be best to send her back."

"Mother-in-law, I know, but she's already come along, and I really don't want to hurt her feelings. I've decided to take her to Yunnan, where we'll leave her with the government officials until things are settled, and then bring her back to Dushi City."

“But…” Huang Rong, her thin lips naturally red, whispered, “Mother is worried about our safety. I went to Yunnan when I was young, and although I’m familiar with the terrain, I’ve never had any contact with the Divine Python Sect. They’re so mysterious, and there are so many of their members in that area. Often, the people walking on the street could be members of the Divine Python Sect, and we can’t tell the difference. So, when we get there, there are too many unknown dangers around us.”

“Trust me this once,” Yang Zhuihui said firmly.

“Alright,” Huang Rong nodded. “To keep her from getting bored, she can take care of this white fox.”

“I’ll take it.” Yang Zhuihui took the white fox and walked towards You Shu, whispering, “You’re not allowed to hurt anyone around me, or I won’t let you get away with it!”

The white fox lowered its head and licked its toes, offering no response.

Seeing the adorable white fox, You Shu was overjoyed, her face beaming with excitement. Before Yang Zhuihui could even hand it to her, she rushed over, snatched the fox, and hugged it tightly, occasionally tossing it into the air, catching it, and tossing it again. Poppy, who had transformed into a white fox, was unlucky; she was tossed around, dizzy and shrilly, letting out piercing screams.

Watching You Shu's excitement, Yang Zhuihui smiled genuinely, muttering to himself, "She looks so cute when she smiles like that."

After Ruan Feifeng returned, Huang Rong, Yang Zhuihui, and Ruan Feifeng discussed their actions after arriving in Yunnan. They concluded that they should borrow troops from Yunnan Prefecture, Dali Prefecture, or Chuxiong Prefecture, and then use their numerical advantage to overwhelm the Divine Python Sect's altar. However, no one had yet pinpointed the exact location of the Divine Python Sect's altar, so this was only a temporary decision.

After resting for a quarter of an hour, the four climbed back onto the bird's back and continued their journey. Yang Zhuihui remained seated at the back, while You Shu sat in front of him, snuggling into his arms like a docile kitten, occasionally teasing his armpits.

Bai Gu perched on Ruan Feifeng's shoulder, silently watching the two of them.

Two days later, at dusk, they arrived at a small river about ten miles from Luzhou.

For the past two days, they hadn't rested in crowded places, mainly to avoid attracting too much attention to the divine bird, so they chose to camp in the wild. At night, You Shu almost always slept with Yang Zhuihui, Huang Rong slept with Ruan Feifeng, and Poppy maintained her white fox form, sleeping perched in a tree, also serving as a guard. Although she disliked Yang Zhuihui, in order to successfully complete the transformation, she would wholeheartedly dedicate herself to the role of "guard," and once the transformation was complete, Yang Zhuihui would be doomed.

"I need to soak in the water; I'm all sticky. Madam Xu, what about you?" Ruan Feifeng wiped her sweat, her hair clinging to her temples, her sweat-soaked clothes barely concealing the outline of her bodice, her breasts high and firm.

"I washed this morning, before you were all awake, so I won't go in now. You can go ahead."

"Then I'll trouble Young Master Yang to keep watch for me."

Yang Zhuihui nodded, and Ruan Feifeng picked up her bundle and walked downstream along the stream. Yang Zhuihui followed, while Huang Rong stayed behind to keep You Shu company. A very tired You Shu was squatting on the ground, yawning constantly.

After walking for a while, the river surface before them was very calm, shimmering, almost uniformly deep in every place, and the small pebbles at the bottom were clearly visible.

Ruan Feifeng put her hand in the water and smiled faintly, "The water still has the warmth of the sun."

Turning her head to speak, she saw Yang Zhuihui staring intently at her chest. Ruan Feifeng said, "Don't look around, your mother-in-law is nearby!"

"It's alright, they can't see us. Since we're guarding, the closer we are to you, the safer we'll be, so let's bathe together!"

Before Ruan Feifeng could agree, the lustful Yang Zhuihui had already begun to undress. When his already erect penis sprang out, Ruan Feifeng gasped in fright, glancing frequently in the direction Huang Rong had landed. Fortunately, there were reeds taller than a person there, and since they were downstream, they wouldn't be easily discovered.

"We haven't been intimate for two days, hurry up and open your mouth and take it," Yang Zhuihui lewdly said.

Ruan Feifeng rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui, put the bundle aside, and repeatedly stroked his hot penis a dozen times. Instead of doing what he asked, she removed her floral-collared jacket, pink high-collared undergarment, and light blue horse-face skirt in front of him, but didn't remove the bodice that accentuated her very high breasts or the underpants covering her private parts.

"I'm very tired, Young Master Yang, could you help me?" Ruan Feifeng asked suggestively.

Yang Zhuihui swallowed hard, immediately pulling Ruan Feifeng into his arms. His glans was pressing against her navel, while his hands had already climbed up her breasts, wantonly fondling them, causing Ruan Feifeng to moan

. "Young Master Yang... don't be so rough... I can't take it..." Ruan Feifeng said coquettishly.

"Feng'er, you're almost bewitching me." Yang Zhuihui swallowed again, immediately untying her bodice. Her two full, firm breasts swayed before his eyes, the slightly darker nipples further stimulating his gaze.

Before Ruan Feifeng could react, Yang Zhuihui had already bent down and was biting her nipple, making a sucking sound.

"Mmm...don't suck...it's so itchy...I can't stand up anymore..." Ruan Feifeng gasped.

Yang Zhuihui ignored Ruan Feifeng and instead slipped his hand inside her panties, crawling through the dense thicket of hair, finding the entrance to her vagina in the damp area downstream. He slowly inserted his middle finger, a wave of heat spreading from his finger throughout his body.

"So you're already this wet. It seems Feng'er has been hoping I'd do this to you for a while."

"No...it just got wet..." Ruan Feifeng protested.

"We're going to be lovebirds now."

"Hmm?"

Before Ruan Feifeng could react, Yang Zhuihui picked her up and threw her into the water. With Ruan Feifeng's scream, a splash erupted, and she choked on the water. As soon as she surfaced, a bright red glans appeared before her eyes. Yang Zhuihui, who had also gone into the water, stood with his hands on his hips, grinning wickedly.

"I'm about to drown!" Giving Yang Zhuihui a disdainful look, Ruan Feifeng used her gloved hand to stroke Yang Zhuihui's penis, sprinkling water on it. After making it glistening, she opened her mouth and took the glans into her mouth, sucking slowly. Her other hand reached into the water, pulled off her underpants, and tossed them onto the shore. Then, she held his penis with both hands, the thick glans occasionally enveloped by her crimson lips.

Seeing Ruan Feifeng's leisurely demeanor, Yang Zhuihui laughed, "If you bathe too long, they might come looking for you."

Hearing this, Ruan Feifeng blushed, quickly spitting out his penis and turning away, saying, "Then I won't talk to you anymore."

"I will talk to you." Yang Zhuihui pressed closer to Ruan Feifeng. Because he was taller than her, he had to bend his legs to penetrate her from behind, but that wasn't a problem. As long as he could penetrate her shapely honeyed hole, Yang Zhuihui would kneel if necessary.

Chapter 206, Huang Rong's Masturbation

. "I'm going in," Yang Zhuihui whispered in Ruan Feifeng's ear. Without her consent, he thrust in forcefully, his penis penetrating her. Ruan Feifeng's moans were incredibly sweet.

Huang Rong was walking downstream when she heard Ruan Feifeng's scream and thought something had happened.

When she parted the reeds and saw Yang Zhuihui and Ruan Feifeng engaged in their illicit act, she froze. Ruan Feifeng's moans, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes high, sometimes low, entered her ears like demonic notes. The familiar thrusting motions made her restless. She wanted to look away, but couldn't bear to. The long-absent satisfaction she felt pained her heart. She thought of her newlywed days with Guo Jing, but those beautiful memories were shattered by reality—Guo Jing was now a eunuch!

Huang Rong felt her throat was extremely dry. Hidden in the reeds, she was intently watching Yang Zhuihui and Ruan Feifeng, who were engaged in passionate intercourse. Her hand involuntarily reached down to her genitals, kneading her full vulva through her white gauze dress, fantasizing about taking Ruan Feifeng's place.

Having sex with her son-in-law was against all moral principles, but that was precisely why the fantasy was so stimulating.

Huang Rong pressed and kneaded her vulva forcefully, sliding her fingers back and forth along the cleft of her flesh. Her delicate body trembled intermittently, and her thin lips were bitten until they almost bled.

A quarter of an hour later, Huang Rong actually reached orgasm in this sinful sexual fantasy. The overflowing vaginal fluid soaked her gauze skirt, leaving a large water stain on her delta.

Seeing that Yang Zhuihui was still having sex with Ruan Feifeng, Huang Rong dared not look down any further and turned to walk back, her legs feeling a little numb.

After they finished, Yang Zhuihui put on the same white robe as before, while Ruan Feifeng took out a blue emerald green shirt and a pleated skirt with scattered floral patterns from her bundle. Of course, she also had a bodice and underpants, but the wet underpants made Ruan Feifeng very embarrassed, so Yang Zhuihui simply threw them away, saying he would find a new pair for her.

Back at their original spot, Huang Rong walked towards them, saying, "I'm going to take a bath too, Guo'er, you don't need to come along."

"Okay."

Seeing Huang Rong walking a little awkwardly, Yang Zhuihui was completely bewildered. Of course, he didn't know that Huang Rong's lower body was covered in honey-like fluid, and if she didn't wash it properly in the water, the stench would be unpleasant.

Huang Rong went to take a bath, while Yang Zhuihui chatted with You Shu. The white fox lazily lay among the branches watching them, while Ruan Feifeng, exhausted from

Yang Zhuihui's actions, took out a blanket, spread it on the ground, and sat there to rest. After Huang Rong returned, they ate some dry rations and began discussing the matter of annihilating the Divine Python Sect. You Shu, who couldn't understand what they were saying at all, held the dozing white fox in his arms and groomed its fur.

As night fell, Qiang Lang lit a fire, and the four of them chatted around the fire, talking about the annihilation of the Divine Python Sect. This made You Shu very sleepy, so he simply rested his head on Yang Zhuihui's lap and fell asleep.

Just after 7 PM, their conversation ended. Huang Rong and Ruan Feifeng lay down on the blanket to sleep, while Yang Zhuihui continued to sit there, occasionally adding firewood to the fire, until he was too sleepy to continue and finally lay down to sleep on the ground.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui woke up and didn't see You Shu. Suddenly, he heard the pitiful cries of a white fox coming from the riverbank and rushed towards it.

Pushing aside the reeds, Yang Zhuihui saw You Shu squatting by the river, with the white fox being pushed into the water by her. The panicked white fox struggled violently, emitting piercing cries.

Yushu lifted the white fox out of the water, rubbing its soft fur against its body while humming "Cherry Blossom Song." Seeing Yushu bathing Poppy, Yang Zhuihui breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to Yushu, and laughed, "Aren't you afraid of drowning it?"

"It's good at holding its breath." Saying this, Yushu pushed the white fox back into the water. The fox, its cheeks puffed out, thrashed about, bubbles rising from its mouth—it didn't look like it could swim at all.

Grabbing it up, Yushu smiled, "See? It's not dead."

Seeing Poppy glaring at him, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Maybe we can let it catch fish for us underwater someday."

"It's too small, it'll get caught by the fish."

Yushu pouted, "If you're the one catching them, I won't let it go!"

"Am I not as important as it?"

"It will always be with me, unlike you."

Yushu pried open the white fox's front legs and began rubbing its chest.

As Yuuki's hands rubbed around the white fox's genitals, the fox struggled even more violently, while Yang Zhuihui chuckled to himself.

After washing it clean, Yuuki placed the white fox on a flat rock to sunbathe, occasionally grooming its fur.

A while later, Yuuki went to relieve itself among the reeds, while Yang Zhuihui looked at the innocent-looking white fox with a smile and said, "Poppy, being a white fox isn't so bad, especially with a loving owner like Yuuki, don't you think?"

The white fox hissed, clearly disagreeing with Yang Zhuihui's opinion, but it didn't dare to transform back into human form and argue with him.

Once the white fox was dry, Yuuki ruffled it like a ball of fluff, making its fur fluffy, before following Yang Zhuihui back.

After eating some dry rations, the four continued their journey.

Over the next two days, Yang Zhuihui and Ruan Feifeng had sexual relations three times, all of which were spied on by Huang Rong. During the third time, Yang Zhuihui also discovered Huang Rong was watching, so he thrust even harder into Ruan Feifeng, uttering vulgarities. Ruan Feifeng occasionally responded, and Huang Rong, who was spying, became aroused by their interaction.

On the fifth day at noon, they flew across the border between Sichuan and Yunnan, officially entering Yunnan.

Following Huang Rong's instructions, the three-headed phoenix flew towards Chuxiong Prefecture. To the left of Chuxiong Prefecture was the Yuanmou Earth Forest, and below it was the Colorful Sand Forest, both frequented by the Divine Python Cult. Near the Colorful Sand Forest was the Jiuxiang Cave, said to be inhabited by a seven-colored divine beast. Almost every day, people travel great distances to the Jiuxiang Cave to worship, praying for the safety of their loved ones, promotions, and wealth. Some even claim to have heard the beast's cries, but no one has ever actually seen it.

Often, so-called faith is actually built on fear.

After circling above Chuxiong Prefecture for a while, Huang Rong located the prefectural government office and ordered the three-headed phoenix to fly there.

Upon landing in the courtyard, the guards inside and outside the government office were startled, drawing their swords and staring at the three-headed phoenix, but daring not to approach rashly.

"The transfer order token, Guo'er," Huang Rong hurriedly said.

Yang Zhuihui fumbled in his pocket for a while before finding the transfer order token and taking it out. Under the sunlight, the transfer order token gleamed, but the guards didn't know what it was until the prefect rushed out of the main hall, only then realizing what it meant.

The prefect, dressed in a bright red official robe, hurried towards them, stopping ten paces away. He bowed and cupped his hands, saying, "Shangshu Yan sent a message by carrier pigeon the other day, saying that General Yang would be visiting the Yunnan area in the next few days. I didn't expect him to bring such a divine bird to Chuxiong Prefecture. It truly brings honor to Chuxiong Prefecture! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Lü Liang, the prefect of Chuxiong Prefecture."

Lü Liang looked to be around fifty years old, with a small tuft of beard on his chin, a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. He didn't seem like a villain, but the moment he mentioned Yan Song, his first impression on Yang Zhuihui was very poor.

"Prefect Lü, do you still recognize me?" Huang Rong asked with a smile.

Lu Liang scrutinized Huang Rong closely, first with a puzzled look, then burst into laughter, his eyes narrowing with joy. He exclaimed, "Miss Rong, how many years has it been since we last met? It seems like twenty years, hasn't it?"

"Brother Lu Liang, why do you still address me like that? My eldest daughter is already married. This is my son-in-law, Yang Guo. This is a friend from the Jurchen tribe, and this is Guo'er's sister."

"Sorry, I'm getting old and confused. Brother Xu, how are you?" Lu Liang's gaze remained fixed on You Shu, seemingly puzzled by her wearing a kimono, but he didn't ask further.

"I'm fine. Let's go inside and talk."

Lu Liang quickly ushered them to the backyard, while the three-headed phoenix flew to the roof to rest.

After a few pleasantries, they got down to business. As the prefect of Chuxiong Prefecture in Yunnan, Lu Liang's understanding of the Divine Python Sect naturally surpassed that of Huang Rong and Yang Zhuihui.

“Ever since His Majesty labeled the Divine Python Sect a heretical cult, we have conducted no fewer than ten large and small investigations throughout Yunnan. However, the Divine Python Sect is elusive and we haven't been able to find anything. We have roughly determined that they frequent the Colorful Sand Forest area, but that area is full of steep cliffs, towering trees, and numerous hidden sands and currents. So, even when we occasionally see members of the Divine Python Sect entering the sand forest, we can't keep up, as we are not familiar with the area.”

“So, Prefect Lü is certain that the Divine Python Sect's headquarters are in the Colorful Sand Forest?” Yang Zhuihui hurriedly asked.

“A guess, just a guess. This Prefect dares not make a definitive statement. Just now you said you would use a gold medal to summon troops from various prefectures in Yunnan to besiege the Divine Python Sect. If what this Prefect said is false, wouldn't everyone have made a wasted trip, and it might even lead to an irreversible defeat!”

“Brother Lü is still as cautious as ever,” Huang Rong said while sipping her tea.

“I’m getting old, I have no ambitions anymore, I just hope to live out my days in peace. This old life is nothing to me, what I worry about is young pillars of the nation like General Yang!” Lü Liang said.

“Thank you for your concern, Uncle Lü,” Yang Zhuihui said.

“However, if you want to use the imperial edict to summon soldiers from various prefectures, I have no objection.”

“No rush, anyway, the Divine Python Sect has existed for more than a day or two.” After a pause, Yang Zhuihui asked, “This junior dares to ask, why has the Divine Python Sect been suddenly labeled a heretical sect? Hasn’t it existed for over a hundred years?”

“This is the Emperor’s decree.”

In ancient times, the emperor, high above all, was the symbol of absolute imperial power. If he was displeased, a single word could lead to the execution of an entire family, let alone labeling a sect as heretical. However, Yang Zhuihui knew that this was all instigated by the Shangqing Palace, with the aim of eliminating any force that might hinder them.

Although Yang Zhuihui was unaware of the feud between Shangqing Palace and the Divine Python Sect, judging from the incident where Yuechan and Liuli Qiandai joined forces to kill the lewd beast, there was definitely a conflict between them. Yang Zhuihui, this unfortunate fellow, was caught in the middle, with both sides wanting him dead; it seemed his life was in grave danger.

Seeing that their discussion was fruitless, they changed the subject. Huang Rong and Lü Liang talked about their childhood, while Qiang Lang, Ruan Feifeng, and You Shu listened nearby. The poor white fox was being turned over and over by You Shu, who even kindly picked lice from it, leaving a lot of fur on the ground.

After lunch, Lü Liang instructed the servants to take them to their respective rooms to rest.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to take a nap, but the overly curious You Shu couldn't stay still and insisted that Yang Zhuihui take her outside. Helpless, Yang Zhuihui had to agree, but he demanded that You Shu change her clothes; her kimono was simply too conspicuous.

Huang Rong gave Yuuki a set of clothes to change into. Yuuki didn't shy away from it, taking off her kimono and undergarment in front of Yang Zhuihui, standing naked before him. She made a face before putting on the clothes, then walked back and forth in front of Yang Zhuihui, pulling at the hem of her skirt, asking, "Brother, do I look good like this?"

Chapter 207, Pregnant Woman Chiyo

Yuuki wore a pure white long dress, with pale blue lotus flowers embroidered on the cuffs, silver threads outlining auspicious clouds, and a dense row of blue sea and cloud patterns on the hem. A wide brocade bodice covered her chest, and as she turned slightly, her long sleeves flowed freely. Her long hair was still tied up, adorned with a tasseled gold hairpin, making her appear very mature and charming. The slightly low-cut bodice accentuated her beautiful breasts, the cleavage between them always arousing fantasies. Her

youthful face and delicate teeth, her skin smooth and lustrous like warm jade, soft and supple, like a beauty just emerged from a bath, and her bright eyes were exceptionally lively, rippling like two clear lakes.

Whether dressed in a kimono or a long Ming Dynasty skirt, Yuuki always evoked Yang Zhuihui's affection, and her mischievous expression was simply too adorable; he was almost mesmerized.

"Doesn't this look good?" Yuuki leaned closer to Yang Zhuihui, noticing his erection, and reached out to grab it, easily grasping his hot, erect penis.

Yang Zhuihui snapped out of his daze and quickly hugged Yuuki, saying, "You look good in anything!" "

What if I don't wear anything?" " You

still look good!"

"Since you look good even without clothes, why do you wear them, Yuuki? Isn't that a waste?" Yuuki asked, puzzled.

"People need clothes, trees need bark; it's a very simple principle. Okay, brother will take you outside for a walk, and you can come back to sleep when you're tired." With that, Yang Zhuihui pulled Yuuki's hand and walked outside.

"Little White, come here." Yuuki turned her head and beckoned to the white fox crouching on the bed.

The white fox lowered its head but still jumped into Yuuki's arms.

Walking along the bustling street, Yang Zhuihui kept dozing off, while You Shu, holding Yang Zhuihui's hand, wandered through the market, extremely excited, her eyes busier than her feet, examining everything she had never seen before.

"Brother, what's this?"

"Cordyceps."

"Brother, what's this?"

"Mushroom."

"Brother, what's this?"

"Bronze."

"And this?"

"Marble."

"And this?" "

Tuotuo meat, a meat dish served to guests by the Yi people."

"..."

Along the way, You Shu's eyes and mouth were ten times busier than usual, constantly asking questions like an inquisitive student. Yang Zhuihui's ears were practically calloused; he just hoped You Shu's curiosity would subside soon, but half an hour later, You Shu was still just as excited.

"Brother, brother, look at that! Look!" You Shu clung to Yang Zhuihui's arm, pointing to a peacock whose screen was being opened according to the performer's instructions.

"That's a peacock," Yang Zhuihui yawned.

"Peacocks are so cute, I want to keep one, is that okay?"

"Go ask that uncle." Yang Zhuihui pointed to the performer who kept the peacocks.

"Brother, you go ask him? He's not wearing any clothes on his upper body, he looks so scary." You Shu complained.

"The peacock is his lifeblood, he won't sell it. Actually, keeping this white fox would be better." Afraid that You Shu would make up her mind to keep the peacock, Yang Zhuihui quickly pulled her out of the crowd and deliberately led her to a less crowded area.

"Take one dose of this pregnancy-preserving medicine every morning when you wake up and before you go to bed. The fetus is almost five months along, you need to be careful, don't do any more heavy work, understand?"

"Thank you, doctor, I remember, goodbye." A pregnant woman dressed in coarse cloth came out of the pharmacy and walked in front of Yang Zhuihui.

The moment he saw the pregnant woman's face, Yang Zhuihui froze.

"Brother, why..." You Shu was about to speak, but Yang Zhuihui covered her mouth and hid in an alley.

The pregnant woman turned her head and glanced at him a few times, then continued walking forward with her big belly.

Yang Zhuihui peeked out, watching her retreating figure. Her black clothes had been replaced by simple, worn-out garments, and the cold elegance she possessed at their first meeting was gone.

"Brother, why does her face look just like mine?" You Shu asked.

The pregnant woman was none other than Liuli Qiandai, whom Yang Zhuihui had raped five months ago!

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything?" You Shu shook Yang Zhuihui's arm vigorously.

Yang Zhuihui was completely stunned by the sight of Liuli Qiandai struggling to walk with her large pregnant belly; he couldn't bear to think about what that scene meant. Without hesitation, Yang Zhuihui grabbed You Shu's hand and ran into the pharmacy.

"Um...who was that person who just got the medicine?" The doctor, who was wrapping up herbs, didn't even look at Yang Zhuihui, but instead carefully examined You Shu, exclaiming in surprise, "Is this person Madam Wu's twin?"

"Excuse me," Yang Zhuihui blocked the doctor's path, asking, "who was that person who just got the medicine?"

"Madam Wu."

"Where does she live?"

"Why do you ask?" "

This is her sister. She came from Chaozhou to find her, but the address seems different from what was given in the letter. I just saw her, tried to catch up but lost her. She came to you, doctor, to get medicine. You should know where she lives, right?"

"I see..." The doctor stroked his long beard and said, "Madam Wu lives in the suburbs. After leaving the city, turn right, and you'll see a small road. Follow that road until you see a small village. Madam Wu lives there. As for the exact location, ask the villagers there." "

Why didn't her husband come with her?"

"What man?" the doctor said mysteriously. "Last time she had a stomachache, a little girl came to ask me to make a house call. I went to her house, but I didn't see any man at all. There was only one set of bowls and chopsticks, so it seemed she'd been impregnated and the man had abandoned her. I told her it was best not to have the child because her family was very poor; they couldn't even support themselves, let alone a child. But she insisted, and even bought medicine on credit several times, saying she'd gather herbs and sell them to me after giving birth."

Yang Zhuihui's furrowed brows couldn't relax at all. Looking at the doctor's freckled face, he asked, "How much silver does she owe you?"

"Twenty taels of silver."

Yang Zhuihui took a gold ingot from his pocket and threw it on the table, saying, "Is that enough?"

"Too much, too much. The shop is small; we don't have that much change."

"Next time she comes for medicine, remember to give her the better quality. Thank you, doctor." With that, Yang Zhuihui, without looking back, took You Shu's hand and left the pharmacy.

"Brother, are we going to find that pregnant sister now?" Yuuki murmured.

"Yes."

Leaving the south gate, Yang Zhuihui followed the doctor's directions and found the path. This mountain path seemed rarely used; it was overgrown with weeds on both sides, barely wide enough for two people to pass. Occasionally, mosquitoes would fly by to suck blood, but Yang Zhuihui swatted them dead.

Yang Zhuihui knew that Ruri Chiyo was heavily pregnant, so she couldn't walk too fast. At his current speed, he should be able to catch up with her, so he focused his gaze ahead, hoping to see her, but also not wanting to be noticed.

"The leader has given a strict order: if you don't abort, you will be executed on the spot!"

"I'm no longer a member of the Divine Python Sect."

"Once a member of the Divine Python Sect, always a member. You, who were once the Black Left Envoy, couldn't possibly not understand this! Black Left Envoy, you have a high reputation within the sect, so why are you so stubborn?"

"After I give birth to the child, I will go back to apologize to the leader. Please give me a few more months, I beg you!"

"Black Left Envoy, we'll help you abort the child. Come back with us, and you'll still be the Black Left Envoy of the Divine Python Sect. We will follow you!"

"Absolutely not!"

Hearing the commotion ahead, Yang Zhuihui, worried about Liuli Qiandai's safety, rushed forward. Seeing a Miao girl whipping Liuli Qiandai, Yang Zhuihui roared and charged forward, blocking Liuli Qiandai's path, grabbing the snake whip in one hand.

Two Miao girls beside him simultaneously lashed out with their snake whips, wrapping them around Yang Zhuihui's thighs, trying to throw him to the ground. But no matter how hard they tried, Yang Zhuihui remained unmoved, like a statue.

Yang Zhuihui pulled hard, and with a scream of pain from the Miao girl, she stumbled and fell directly into Yang Zhuihui's arms. Just as she was about to draw her dagger from her waist, Yang Zhuihui grabbed her shoulder, locking her shoulder blade and rendering her unable to move her fingers, let alone draw the dagger.

Yang Zhuihui easily obtained her plum blossom dagger and held it to her neck, saying, "If you two act recklessly again, I'll kill her with one strike!"

"Dare to be an enemy of the Divine Python Sect? The sect leader won't let you get away with this!"

"I'm waiting, now get out of here!" Yang Zhuihui shoved the Miao girl to them and threw the dagger on the ground.

"Let's go!" She picked up the dagger and disappeared into the grass with the other two Miao girls.

"Master..." Liuli Qiandai was about to speak, but upon seeing Yang Zhuihui's face, she felt dizzy and almost fell, fortunately Yang Zhuihui caught her waist.

"Sorry, I startled you." Yang Zhuihui sounded very gentle.

Liuli Qiandai said in a panic, "Thank you, young master, but I have other matters to attend to and must return now."

As soon as Liuli Qiandai turned around, Yang Zhuihui grabbed her hand, saying, "You absolutely haven't forgotten me."

"I don't know you, I've never seen you before. I live in the Stream Village ahead, I always have." Liuli Qiandai's eyes showed unease, and her eyes seemed to be moist.

Yang Zhuihui turned to face her, staring at her right cheek. The faint scar was still there; although it didn't ruin her delicate face, it was her most distinctive feature. How could Yang Zhuihui forget it? He even remembered every scene of raping her, the blood flowing from her fleshy opening…

“Ruri Chiyo.”

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else. My name is Wu Qiandai.”

“Qiandai, Chiyo; Wu, Wu. It seems you’ve already decided to abandon your original identity.”

Ruri Chiyo took a deep breath, her hands trembling as she gripped the medicine packet. She choked back a sob and said, “Yang Guo, haven’t you hurt me enough? What do you mean by showing up here now?”

“I want to know if this child is mine?” Yang Zhuihui’s gaze fell on Ruri Chiyo’s swollen belly.

“No.”

“Look me in the eyes.” Yang Zhuihui grabbed Ruri Chiyo’s chin, his gaze piercing, but Ruri Chiyo’s eyes kept darting away, unable to meet his gaze.

“Tell me, that child isn’t mine,” Yang Zhuihui said.

“No.” Ruri Chiyo managed to squeeze out two words, but her hands trembled even more violently.

Yang Zhuihui grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently twice, shouting, "Louder!"

"The child isn't yours!" Liuli Qiandai's almond-shaped eyes widened as she clutched her chest, saying, "Since you defiled me, I left the Divine Python Sect and married an ordinary man in Xishui Village, becoming pregnant with his child. Now I just want to give birth to this child peacefully and live with him for the rest of my life. Can you please stop appearing in my sight? Just do me a good deed."

"I've never been a good person!"

"Have pity on me, please?" Liuli Qiandai grabbed Yang Zhuihui's hand and placed it on her stomach, saying, "Or, have pity on this little life."

"Okay, I'll leave. Are you going back to your home in Xishui Village to reunite with your man?"

"Yes."

"Heh, you're lying to me. I just came from there and asked the villagers. You've always lived alone; you've never had a man. Based on that alone, doesn't that mean the child in your belly isn't mine?"

Chapter 208, The Pregnant Woman. After

a long while, Liuli Qiandai finally said, "So what if it is?"

"I don't want anything, I just hope you and your child are safe." Yang Zhuihui frowned and said, "I'll take you home."

"Brother."

Seeing that they had stopped arguing, You Shu walked over.

When Liuli Qiandai saw this girl who looked exactly like her, she was completely stunned, staring intently at You Shu, speechless. Feeling a little dizzy, she could only lean gently against Yang Zhuihui and ask softly, "Why is You Shu with you, and calling you brother? Did you do something bad to her?" "

Are you and You Shu twins?"

"Yes, you haven't answered my question yet."

"I'm afraid the people from the Divine Python Cult will cause trouble again. I'll take you home first, and then I'll explain everything to you in detail." With that, Yang Zhuihui took the medicine bag from Liuli Qiandai's hand and helped her walk forward. You Shu, holding the white fox, quietly followed behind them, curiously tilting her head to look at Liuli Qiandai's profile, her poppy eyes, transformed into a white fox, filled with doubt.

Xishui Village is nestled at the foot of a towering mountain. It has only about twenty households. A river divides the small village in two, and Ruri Chiyo's house is built on a small tributary. The house is made of bamboo, which is not densely packed, and you can see the quietly flowing river below. The house is also very small, with only a bed and some simple daily necessities. There is no kitchen.

Pushing open the bamboo window and looking at the babbling water, Yang Zhuihui asked, "How long have you lived here?"

"I've been living here ever since the sect leader found out I was pregnant," Liuli Qiandai replied calmly. She untied the string from her medicine bag, took out a medicine pot, poured some into it, and said, "I'm going to Aunt Zhang's to brew the medicine. You wait here for me."

"I'll go with you."

"No need."

"You're not feeling well." Unable to persuade Yang Zhuihui otherwise, Liuli Qiandai had no choice but to let him come along.

Aunt Zhang, whom Liuli Qiandai mentioned, lived at the foot of the mountain on the right side of the stream. Entering the courtyard, a seven or eight-year-old girl with pigtails was chasing two fluffy yellow ducklings. As soon as she saw Liuli Qiandai, she ran over, grabbed her hand, and said, "Auntie, I'll go brew your medicine."

Before Liuli Qiandai could speak, the little girl had already run into the house with the medicine pot.

"Quite cute," Yang Zhuihui said.

“I really like this place.” Ruri Chiyo looked at Yang Zhuihui and said, “I don’t want your presence to disturb its peace.”

“No, I won’t.”

For a moment, Yang Zhuihui didn’t know what to say. He really couldn’t believe that his first successful conception was with Ruri Chiyo, let alone that she would leave the Divine Serpent Sect for a child she was pregnant with after being raped, and run to live in such a simple little village.

A strange feeling of emotion began to grow in Yang Zhuihui’s heart.

“Tell me about Yuuki.”

“Yes.”

Sitting on the big rock in the courtyard, Yang Zhuihui recounted his encounter with Yuuki and the events before and after Yuuki lost her memory. He still habitually ignored the erotic details, such as their first kiss and caresses in the thatched hut, and bathing Yuuki in Dushi City.

After listening to Yang Zhuihui, Ruri Chiyo sighed softly, tears welling up in her eyes, and then told Yang Zhuihui about her unknown past.

"Yuuki and I are both members of the Minagawa family, which originated from the Naganuma clan. The Naganuma clan had an ancient rule that twins were not allowed in their imperial lineage. So, from the moment I was born, I was taken away and raised by someone else. Only the midwife and my mother knew this secret. But when I was seven, my godmother and I went to buy fabric near Izumi, and I saw Yuuki, a girl who looked exactly like me. After I pressed her for details, my godmother finally revealed the secret of my birth. At that time, I felt everything was so unfair. We both had the blood of the Minagawa family, so why did I have to do hard labor with a peasant woman, while she could live a carefree life, wearing new clothes every day and having someone to serve her every need? So I decided to steal her identity. During that time, I often went to Izumi alone, afraid of being recognized..." She always wore a veil. Later, she met Yuuki by chance, and the lonely girl started befriending me. Gradually, I realized she was a very kind person, and she would even play the shamisen for me from time to time. Later, I felt that the choice wasn't in her hands at all, so I gave up the idea. But then, a terrible accident happened. "

Ruri Chiyo took a deep breath and continued, "That time, I was waiting for Yuuki in front of the palace when someone accidentally ripped off my veil. It turned out to be the Emperor at that time, my biological father! So I was captured, stuffed into a sack, and thrown into the river. I choked on the water and passed out. When I woke up, I was already on a boat. They didn't want to raise me because I was young. During a robbery in the Siming area, I was abandoned by them and picked up by a passing member of the Divine Python Cult. After that, I stayed in the Divine Python Cult to learn martial arts. The talented me took over the position of Black Left Envoy and assisted the leader together with Dark Right Envoy."

"Why is the Emperor so heartless?"

"In the hearts of us Japanese, ancestral precepts are always more important than kinship, so my life is not worth mentioning at all." Ruri Chiyo smiled wistfully and said, "Hearing you say that, it seems that the Minagawa family has been replaced by the Shengyu family, so Yuuki and I have no relatives left." "

At least the two of you have met, and you can live together in the future."

"With you?" Ruri Chiyo asked with a dry laugh.

"I did that to you out of spite. When I found out it was your first time, I really wanted to take responsibility, but the situation just didn't allow it. Besides, you're a member of the Divine Python Sect, and you even used the Crimson Blood Jade Refining Technique to kill that stinking Taoist priest. And what I did to you... if you regained your strength, wouldn't I be torn apart by the Crimson Blood Jade Refining Technique?"

"I did have that thought back then, but when I found out I was pregnant with your child, I gave up on that idea because I didn't want this child to be born without a father." Ruri Chiyo looked at Yang Zhuihui, her black hair ruffled by the breeze, brushing against her face and her fair neck. Her high breasts pushed up her coarse cloth clothes, and after becoming pregnant, her breasts seemed to have become even larger.

Yang Zhuihui stood up, took Liuli Qiandai's hand, and said, "Then come with me. I'll help you carve out this place, and I'll take care of you from now on."

"My hatred for you has never disappeared, so I can't go with you. I'd rather live here. My first half of life was too turbulent. I want to live in this beautiful place forever." Liuli Qiandai pushed Yang Zhuihui's hand away and covered her forehead.

“Yushu has amnesia now, aren’t you afraid I’ll abuse her?”

“You should know that such threats won’t work on me.”

“Fine, then I’ll threaten you with the child in your belly. The Divine Python Sect already knows your whereabouts, and within half a day, they will definitely send a large number of assassins. At that time, it may not only be you and the child who die, but even the people in Xishui Village will suffer!”

“I have many places to go, and that won’t threaten me.”

“A pregnant woman has many places to go? Don’t be ridiculous!” Yang Zhuihui grabbed Liuli Qiandai’s hand and shouted, “You have nowhere to go, otherwise you wouldn’t be here, living in such a dilapidated house!”

“I don’t want to argue with you. I’m fine now. Please take my sister and leave this place.”

Yang Zhuihui casually checked Liuli Qiandai’s pulse and asked Xiao, “Why don’t you have any internal energy left?”

“It’s none of your business!”

"Then what makes you think you can protect our child?" Yang Zhuihui said seriously, "A pregnant woman with no martial arts skills can't even protect herself. What will you do if the Divine Python Sect suddenly comes?"

Liuli Qiandai wiped her eyes and whispered, "Okay, I'll go with you now, but after the child is born, I want to leave you with the child, is that alright?"

"Okay."

There were still about four or five months until the child was born. Yang Zhuihui was very worried that he could move Liuli Qiandai with his true feelings in time. As long as she could stay by his side for the time being, Yang Zhuihui would be at ease.

While the medicine was being prepared, Yang Zhuihui asked Liuli Qiandai why she had lost her internal energy. However, Liuli Qiandai did not answer. Instead, she sat next to Yang Zhuihui and talked about the times she played with Youshu. The memories of so many years were still as if they happened yesterday, which showed how important Youshu was to her. Yang Zhuihui also believed that as long as the two sisters got along well in the future, she would not leave him easily. Being able to have such beautiful twin sisters was a great gain for Yang Zhuihui in this world.

Yang Zhuihui reached out to touch Liuli Qiandai's large belly, trying to find the feeling of being a father, but Liuli Qiandai kept slapping his hand away. After the fifth time, Liuli Qiandai finally let Yang Zhuihui do as he pleased, but said, "I don't want anyone to see, you know?" Just

as Yang Zhuihui was about to speak, a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties and was wearing a gray cloth dress walked into the courtyard. When she saw them so intimate, she was overjoyed and said, "Qiandai, your man is finally back?"

Before Liuli Qiandai could answer, Yang Zhuihui ran to Aunt Zhang, took her vegetable basket very enthusiastically, and said, "Aunt Zhang, thank you for taking care of my wife these days. I will never forget it. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

Aunt Zhang sized up Yang Zhuihui. Not only was he dressed elegantly, but he was also very handsome. Her face lit up with joy. "You're so handsome! You and Qiandai are a perfect match! If I'd known you were coming, I should have gone to town to buy some meat."

"Aunt Zhang, you're too kind. I'm actually just a country bumpkin, haha."

Looking at the two of them, Liuli Qiandai's cheeks flushed slightly. Her expression was unreadable, but a sweet feeling spread through her heart, perhaps because she had suffered so much these past few months.

Since joining the Divine Python Sect, Liuli Qiandai had devoted herself entirely to martial arts, unable even to cook. Her expenses were covered by the sect, so once she left, she couldn't even support herself. Being pregnant, no one dared to hire her. Later, she wandered to Xishui Village and met the kind Aunt Zhang, who gave her a place to stay. The place was simple, but at least she could sleep peacefully at night.

For the past two months, she had been collecting herbs to exchange for prenatal medicine at the city pharmacy. However, since last month, her belly had grown so large that she couldn't go up the mountain anymore. So, Aunt Zhang had been preparing her meals, and she had been

relying on credit for the prenatal medicine. After the medicine was prepared, Yang Zhuihui fed it to Liuli Qiandai. At this moment, the restless You Shu also ran over, watching Liuli Qiandai drink the medicine pitifully, occasionally swallowing her saliva, thinking it was some kind of divine wine. Only after Yang Zhuihui fed her a sip did she realize how terribly bitter the medicine was, and she grabbed Aunt Zhang's hand, clamoring for water.

Afterwards, Yang Zhuihui and the twin sisters strolled through the small village. Reaching the waterfall, the cascading water brought a gentle breeze and mist, kissing their exposed skin like adorable little elves, giving them a sense of tranquility. Liuli Qiandai wanted to continue enjoying the soothing mist, but Yang Zhuihui, worried she would get sick, insisted she stay. Unable to resist Yang Zhuihui's insistence, Liuli Qiandai had no choice but to follow him away.

Chapter 209, Breaking Yuuki (Part 1)

The mischievous Yuuki threw the white fox into the deep pool beneath the waterfall, then ran to a shallower area to wait for it to swim out.

Poppy, transformed into a white fox, was both angry and helpless, scrambling ashore like a drowned rat. Yuuki picked it up and shook it vigorously for a while, leaving Poppy dizzy. Once it was about 70% dry, Yuuki followed Yang Zhuihui, continuing to comb its fur with his fingers and occasionally scratching its armpits.

He mentioned to Aunt Zhang that he wanted to take Ruri Chiyo to the city. Aunt Zhang was reluctant, but knowing that Ruri Chiyo would have a better life and wouldn't have to suffer here, she was naturally very happy and killed a duck for their evening feast.

At sunset, the village was filled with the aroma of meat, and the kind Aunt Zhang carried a large pot, delivering a bowl to each household for the villagers to enjoy.

After dinner and packing their luggage, the three walked to the village entrance. Aunt Zhang and her niece, reluctant to part with Ruri Chiyo, stood there watching them until they disappeared around the bend in the path.

"Compared to the treachery of the martial world, you seem to prefer the tranquility of a small village," Yang Zhuihui said with a smile, carrying luggage and supporting Ruri Chiyo.

"For now, yes, but that will become a memory," Ruri Chiyo replied with a faint smile.

"You were expelled from the Divine Python Sect, do you hate them?"

"If it weren't for them, I might be dead already. No matter what, they are my saviors. We Japanese value loyalty and righteousness, so I will only be grateful to the Divine Python Sect for the rest of my life, and I will never hate them."

"This doesn't fit your evil title of Black Widow at all."

"If it did, would you die and make me a widow?"

"No, I still want to take care of you for the rest of my life."

"I will leave you after the child is born."

"Maybe you won't be able to bear to part with me then."

"A man who was once rude to me cannot be someone I can't bear to part with."

"Good and bad can actually transform into each other." Yang Zhuihui gazed at the distant horizon tinged with red, wanting to reveal the purpose of his trip so that Liuli Qianyi could help him, but knowing that she still harbored feelings for the Divine Python Sect, Yang Zhuihui dared not mention it.

Upon arriving at Chuxiong Prefecture, seeing that they were about to enter the prefect's residence, Ruri Chiyo was clearly taken aback and hurriedly asked, "You're an official now?"

"I heard there's a deity in the Jiuxiang Caves, so I wanted to go and pay my respects. The prefect here happens to be an old friend of Huang Rong, so we decided to stay here."

"Huang Rong?" Ruri Chiyo naturally knew her, but having been hiding in Xishui Village, she had no idea of Yang Zhuihui's current identity, let alone that Huang Rong was his mother-in-law.

"Let's go."

Entering the prefect's residence, the servants were very polite to them, but when Ruri Chiyo heard the name "General Yang," she was clearly startled. Surrounded by people, she didn't ask Yang Zhuihui anything, but obediently let him help her to her room to rest.

Ruri Chiyo originally wanted to share a room with Yuuki, but felt it was inconvenient with her large belly, so she had to sleep alone.

"Guo'er." Huang Rong entered the room, looked at Ruri Chiyo, and was about to speak when Yuuki slipped under her arm.

Huang Rong's gaze lingered between Ruri Chiyo and Yuuki, completely bewildered. She closed her mouth, which had been agape.

"I'm going out for a bit," Yang Zhuihui said to Ruri Chiyo, then quickly left the room, closing the door behind him.

Once in a secluded corner, Huang Rong asked, "Who is she?"

"Yuuki's twin sister, Ruri Chiyo."

"Whose child is she?" Knowing Yang Zhuihui's promiscuous nature, Huang Rong was beginning to suspect that the child was his.

Yang Zhuihui initially intended to deceive Huang Rong, but Huang Rong had witnessed his affair with Ruan Feifeng several times, significantly lowering his standing in her eyes. Furthermore, with Liuli Qiandai pregnant, Yang Zhuihui, wanting to give her a proper status, bluntly stated, "When we went south to search for the Nine Yin Manual, I met Liuli Qiandai, fell in love with her, and had relations with her. Therefore, the child in her womb is mine."

"Guo'er, how could you be so lewd..." Huang Rong raised her hand to slap Yang Zhuihui, but her hand froze in mid-air, then she threw it aside, scolding, "If you could change your bad habit of philandering, you could definitely become a pillar of our Ming Dynasty!"

"There's nothing about the Ming Dynasty that I should be proud of. Mother-in-law, you should know that treacherous officials are in power, and the emperor is corrupt. Shedding more blood for the Ming Dynasty is a waste; I'd rather spend that time on them."

Seeing Huang Rong's breasts heaving with anger, Yang Zhuihui said nothing more, awaiting her judgment.

After a long silence, Huang Rong finally said, "The mistake has been made. Your aunt can't ask you to abandon her. Anyway, you have so many women, one more won't make a difference. I just hope you'll behave yourself. I don't want you to have more women than the three thousand beauties in the imperial harem in the future!" "

Yes," Yang Zhuihui replied, bowing his head.

Huang Rong took a deep breath and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Yes, we have."

"Then spend some time with that Miss Qiandai tonight. Don't neglect her, after all, her baby will be born before Fu'er's."

"Okay."

"I'm going to talk to Brother Lü about some things."

Watching Huang Rong's departing figure, Yang Zhuihui felt that he had done something wrong, but what good was regret now?

Besides, getting Liuli Qiandai pregnant was quite good. At least it completely changed the Black Widow's personality, which was also a blessing to the martial arts world!

Returning to Liuli Qiandai's room, Yang Zhuihui was startled because Liuli Qiandai's face showed indifference and anger again, just like when Yang Zhuihui raped her.

Completely unaware of what he had done wrong, Yang Zhuihui chuckled and said, "Why are you so serious?"

"If you had told me earlier that you were working for that dog emperor or here to wipe out the Divine Python Sect, I would never have come here with you!"

"I wanted to tell you, but the timing wasn't right," Yang Zhuihui said, spreading his hands.

"Timing? What do you mean by timing?" Liuli Qiandai laughed angrily, "Will you be killed by the sect leader, or will you cut off the sect leader's head?"

"I will leave Yunnan alive. If you want me to be safe, help me to destroy the Divine Python Sect."

"What a joke!" Liuli Qiandai stood up, shoved Yang Zhuihui away, and said, "Get out! I don't want to see you again!"

"Rest well, don't get sick from anger, the child is important." With a smile, Yang Zhuihui left, and You Shu hurriedly followed behind him.

Holding Yang Zhuihui's hand, You Shu murmured, "Brother, did I do something wrong?"

"No way," Yang Zhuihui smiled, his eyes narrowing. "My little sister is the best. Brother will take you back to your room."

"I want to sleep with brother."

"Alright."

Leading You Shu to his room, Yang Zhuihui didn't even bother to light a candle before lying back on the bed. You Shu lay on top of him, while the poor white fox was tossed aside, squatting at the head of the bed watching the two of them.

"Brother, why does she look exactly like me?"

"There are actually many people in this world who look alike. Maybe somewhere in the world, there's someone who looks exactly like you."

"No!" You Shu quickly wrapped her arms around Yang Zhuihui's neck, shifting her body forward so that her full breasts pressed against his chest. Staring at Yang Zhuihui's face in the darkness, You Shu said softly, "Brother is unique. You Shu doesn't want two brothers."

Seeing You Shu's seriousness, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and pinched her shapely bottom, laughing, "Isn't it better to have two? That way you'll have more time to spend with brother."

"I only want you." You Shu stroked Yang Zhuihui's cheek, her slender fingers slowly caressing his lips, even pinching his lower lip. Yang Zhuihui was about to speak when he felt a surge of heat. Before he could react, You Shu's thin lips were already kissing his, and she was sucking on his lower lip.

Smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from Yuuki's body, Yang Zhuihui's demonic hands began to caress her back, moving down her spine, each hand grasping a buttock, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly pinching. Yuuki's soft moans stimulated Yang Zhuihui's ears, further arousing his penis to the point of throbbing pain.

"Brother," Yuuki swallowed, "I also want to have a child for you, like that sister, so let you possess my body, okay?"

"Do you know what possession means?"

"I feel like I know, and I feel like I don't, but I know you definitely understand." Yuuki's face was pressed against Yang Zhuihui's cheek, and she said gently, "Brother understands everything, brother will teach me, anyway, Yuuki wants to have a child for you. They can, and so can Yuuki."

"Then brother will teach you, it might hurt a little." Yang Zhuihui rolled over, pinning Yuuki beneath him, leaning down to kiss her neck, while his hands lifted her skirt, slowly moving towards her private parts.

"Mmm..."

As his fingers approached Yuuki's private parts, Yang Zhuihui used his other hand to pull open Yuuki's collar, reaching inside her clothes to knead her full breasts through her bodice. He felt the nipples harden and engorge with blood from his touch.

"Brother...it's so itchy down there..."

"Didn't you want to have my child? What, you don't want to anymore?" Yang Zhuihui chuckled.

"Yes!" Yuuki said firmly.

"Then you'll have to bear it."

"Mmm."

The room was dark, so Yang Zhuihui couldn't see Yuuki's expression, but he could guess that she was extremely shy.

Yang Zhuihui kissed Yuuki's neck, untied her bodice, and with a tug, a sweet fragrance wafted out, instantly invigorating him. He then took one nipple in each hand, gently kneading and rubbing them, as if afraid of hurting Yuuki. Then, his tongue and lips began to explore between her breasts, occasionally licking her delicious nipples, sometimes gently nibbling them with his teeth, and sometimes sucking hard on her soft flesh. Yushu, panting heavily, moaned incessantly. Afraid of being too loud, she had already put her index finger in her mouth, but her moans still echoed in the room, faint and intermittent, mixed with the sounds of Yang Zhuihui sucking her breasts.

"Let brother touch Yushu's pee-pee spot, see if it's wet."

Before Yushu could react, Yang Zhuihui had already pulled off her long skirt and underpants, throwing them to the foot of the bed. He moved back, spreading Yushu's thighs apart, and straddled her. He took a deep breath; the faint fragrance of her vaginal fluids wafted into his nostrils, and he used his tongue to search for the entrance.

"Brother, don't lick there, Yushu will pee!" Yushu hurriedly tried to clamp Yang Zhuihui's head between her legs, but she couldn't stop his violation.

Having found the entrance to the vaginal opening with his tongue, Yang Zhuihui slowly inserted it. Feeling You Shu's body tremble, he withdrew his tongue and began licking up and down along the warm flesh, his nose occasionally rubbing against the protruding clitoris, making You Shu even more uneasy, her fingers gripping Yang Zhuihui's hair.

"Is this comfortable?" Yang Zhuihui sucked hard on her labia.

Chapter 210, Breaking You Shu

"Brother, it's so itchy, I'm about to pee, stop." You Shu whimpered.

Yang Zhuihui touched You Shu's vulva with his hand; it was already wet enough. He said, "Then do you want to have a child for your brother?"

"Yes." You Shu was still resolute.

"It will hurt a little, can you bear it?"

"Hmm..."

Yang Zhuihui pressed down on You Shu, using a cotton blanket to pad her buttocks, making them stick up, to make intercourse easier.

Holding his penis in one hand and rubbing it against Yushu's vulva, while stroking her face with the other, he said, "Brother's going to put it in. Remember to tell me if it hurts."

"Okay, brother, come in. Yushu isn't afraid of pain."

"You said it yourself." Yang Zhuihui thrust his hips forward, lowered his head, and parted her labia, slowly inserting it into her wet, lustful vulva.

The throbbing pain of the foreign object invading her made Yushu cry out, but she stubbornly refused to utter a sound of pain. The fingers on Yang Zhuihui's shoulder tightened, causing him some pain as well. However, having cultivated the Yin-Sucking Heart Technique, how could he care about such pain?

Reaching the hymen, Yang Zhuihui kissed Yushu's face and murmured, "Does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt..." Yushu choked out.

"Yushu is so brave." After praising her, Yang Zhuihui thrust forward forcefully, his penis instantly piercing her hymen and rushing towards her tightening clitoris, the entire length of his penis stuffed into Yushu's wet and tight honey hole.

“Brother…it hurts…” Yuuki sobbed.

“Brother, don’t move, it’ll feel better soon.” Yang Zhuihui kissed Yuuki’s cheek, finding it salty. He touched the corner of her eye and realized she was crying from the pain.

“It feels like it’s splitting open down there, brother.”

“Brother has already entered Yuuki’s body. Later, I’ll plant the baby inside Yuuki’s body, and then Yuuki will be pregnant with brother’s child like Chiyo.” Yang Zhuihui’s demonic hand climbed up Yuuki’s breasts again, gently swirling the erect nipples.

“Thank you, brother.” Yuuki hugged Yang Zhuihui tightly and said, “Yuuki doesn’t just want one, Yuuki wants a whole bunch, so please, brother, put in a few more.”

“Mmm.”

After resting inside Yuuki’s hole for a while, and receiving Yuuki’s consent, Yang Zhuihui slowly withdrew his penis. Just as the glans was about to slip out, he slowly inserted it again.

“It hurts…brother…please go slower…”

"It'll feel good soon, Yuuki."

To help Yuuki adjust to the size of his penis, Yang Zhuihui continued to thrust slowly. Each time he inserted, Yang Zhuihui felt as if the foreskin was being torn off, which showed how narrow Yuuki's vagina was. No wonder, after all, this was her first time.

After thrusting for more than thirty times, Yuuki's whimpers turned into panting.

"How does it feel?"

"Brother's feels smaller."

"Hehe, it's because brother made Yuuki's vagina bigger. Now brother will thrust faster, Yuuki shouldn't feel pain." Saying that, Yang Zhuihui immediately increased the speed of his thrusting, the sound of his penis rubbing against her vaginal flesh echoing in the room.

"Much better... Yuuki's vagina is so hot now, getting hotter and hotter, brother, Yuuki is going to die from the heat, um..."

"Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm..."

After thrusting for over a hundred times, feeling the vaginal flesh inside Yuuki's vagina contracting faster, and with her holding him tightly, Yang Zhuihui knew she was about to climax, so he thrust even faster.

"Brother... Yuuki's about to pee... um..." A gush of vaginal fluid spurted out, drenching Yang Zhuihui's glans, sending a shiver through his body, but not enough to ejaculate.

He thrust his penis in forcefully, pressing against Yuuki's throbbing cervix, and then stopped moving. He wanted Yuuki to fully experience the climax of their first sexual encounter.

Just as he was about to ask Yuuki what it felt like to climax, Yang Zhuihui felt something sucking at his glans, making him feel as if he were being electrocuted. He had intended to ejaculate outside, but he couldn't resist. He tightly embraced Yuuki, thrusting his hips forward, his penis wide open, and with a low growl, his semen spurted into Yuuki's uterus, causing her to moan uncontrollably. But the electric shock didn't end with ejaculation; Yang Zhuihui could still feel something sucking at his glans inside Yuuki's uterus, waves of electricity coursing through his body.

Only at this moment did Yang Zhuihui realize that You Shu's honey hole was also one of the twelve famous holes, the

"Budding Spring Sprout"! The entrance to a famous hole like the "Budding Spring Sprout" is slightly larger, the width of the honey hole is roughly the standard size, but the clitoris is naturally larger than average. Upon contact with a man's penis, the clitoris immediately widens, releasing a thin, fleshy needle that can be inserted into the glans and continuously sucked. When this happens, the man is usually caught off guard and startled, his glans being sucked wide open, his whole body feeling as if electrocuted, paralyzed and unable to move; at this time, the shape of the tip of the clitoris resembles a flower bud sprouting a spring bud.

Women possessing such a wondrous instrument are one in a hundred; this famous hole is a rare treasure. Strangely, the suction power of a woman with this type of vagina becomes stronger after childbirth.

Even seasoned veterans of the dating scene are startled by the astonishing suction power when they first encounter such a woman.

Remembering his master's description of the "budding spring acupoint," Yang Zhuihui finally understood why he had suddenly ejaculated. It seemed that the "famous acupoint" was indeed much more powerful than ordinary honeypots, easily discharging even a master in bed like him.

"Brother, you think you peed just now," You Shu murmured.

"That's for conceiving a child, not peeing."

His penis had already softened and slid out of the honeypot. Yang Zhuihui got out of bed and lit a candle. Looking at the redness and swelling on You Shu's genitals and the bloodstains on the sheets, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he hurriedly cleaned You Shu's genitals.

The shy You Shu covered his face, letting Yang Zhuihui do as he pleased, occasionally peeking at him through his fingers.

After cleaning, the sheets were thrown on the floor, and the two embraced naked. You Shu was very quiet, pressed against Yang Zhuihui's chest, listening to his heartbeat. Yang Zhuihui was pondering how to handle the relationship between Liuli Qiandai and the Divine Python Sect. Although things were currently at a fever pitch, he hoped to deal with the Divine Python Sect as soon as possible. Once the situation was settled, even the most stubborn Liuli Qiandai would have to submit to him!

However, for some reason, Yang Zhuihui felt a hidden unease, as he had consistently been at a disadvantage.

Sensing the movement of You Shu's delicate body, Yang Zhuihui stopped thinking about it, kissed her forehead, and decided to rest well tonight and deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow.

Before long, Yang Zhuihui had fallen asleep. Poppy, still in her white fox form, jumped onto the bed, looking at their faces with apparent confusion.

Picking up You Shu's clothes, the white fox leaped out the window.

Reaching a secluded corner, Poppy transformed into human form. Exhausted, she quickly donned Yuuki's white dress, slipped out of the prefect's residence, and walked alone through the streets. Listening to the bustling night market and smelling the aroma of hot tofu, Poppy realized she was hungry. She sat down at a tofu stall, about to order a bowl of tofu pudding, but discovered she had no money.

"Young lady, what would you like to eat?" the old man selling tofu asked with a kind smile.

"I don't have any money," Poppy said, getting up to leave.

"It's alright, it's alright. You don't seem to be a local, and you must be hungry too. I'll get you a bowl."

"Then... thank you," Poppy replied with a smile. She felt this wasn't like her usual self; this kind of gentle, warm medicine shouldn't have belonged to her.

While she was pondering this, the old man had already placed the steaming hot tofu pudding in front of her. The aroma immediately dispelled her doubts, and, feeling unbearably hungry, she lowered her head and ate.

After finishing one bowl, the old man refilled her bowl.

After finishing her second bowl, she still wanted more. The tofu pudding was delicious—white, soft, and fragrant—but she was already full and couldn't eat anymore.

She thanked the old man and continued wandering through the night market, following the path Yang Zhuihui and You Shu had taken during the day, seemingly searching for their footprints. Unfortunately, the scenery was completely different. The cordyceps, mushrooms, and spotted copper were nowhere to be seen. Instead, there were snacks like Crossing-the-Bridge Noodles, crispy purple rice candy, bamboo-roasted rice, and dumplings with noodles. Unfortunately, Poppy didn't have a single copper coin, so she could only drool.

Finally, Poppy watched a shadow puppet show, "Picking Up the Jade Bracelet," in front of the Dragon King Temple. Watching the shadows leap and jump on the cloth, she used to think shadow puppet shows were childish, but now she was completely absorbed, her eyes glued to the screen. Only after the show ended did she reluctantly leave, following the bluestone path towards the prefect's residence.

Early the next morning, as arranged by Lü Liang, a team of ten guards led by the prefect advanced towards the Colorful Sand Forest, while Yang Zhuihui, Huang Rong, and others awaited news at the residence.

That evening, a horse carried a seriously wounded guard back to the residence. From him, they learned that the other nine guards had been killed in the Colorful Sand Forest, and only he had returned alive. Lü Liang wanted to ask a doctor to treat him, but he died shortly after speaking.

Although the ten men Lü Liang sent were not top-tier martial artists, they were still quite skilled, yet they were all killed. It seemed the Divine Python Sect was not to be underestimated.

Ruan Feifeng examined the deceased's wounds and facial features, concluding that he had died from snake venom. Had they returned an hour earlier, Ruan Feifeng was confident she could remove the venom, but fate had other plans. With

the enemy in the shadows and themselves in the open, using the imperial edict to mobilize the entire Yunnan army to attack the Colorful Sand Forest was clearly a poor strategy. For a time, they were at a loss, unable to find any breakthrough. Yang Zhuihui had pinned his hopes on Liuli Qiandai, but she remained hidden in her room, completely ignoring him. Every time he opened the door, pillows, teacups, and other objects flew at him. Finally, Yang Zhuihui had no choice but to have Youshu stay with Liuli Qiandai while he, Huang Rong, Ruan Feifeng, and Lü Liang discussed countermeasures that very night.

"The Divine Python Sect is elusive. So far, we only know that most of its members are Miao people, and that its altar should be in the Colorful Sand Forest. We know nothing else, not even what their leader looks like. Therefore, having more soldiers is clearly useless. Moreover, the Colorful Sand Forest is extremely complex, filled with hidden sand; one wrong move and you could be choked by sand."

Listening to Prefect Lü Liang's analysis, Huang Rong, Yang Zhuihui, and Ruan Feifeng could only nod in agreement, completely clueless as to how to find a way to break through the Divine Python Sect.

"Rather than letting everyone die without knowing why, we should find a way to open a gap, at least to understand the Divine Python Sect," Lü Liang continued.

"Brother Lü, you've spent your whole life here, do you have any suitable candidates to infiltrate the Divine Python Sect?" Huang Rong asked.

"Actually, we've never had any conflict with the Divine Python Cult before, so we had no idea where they were. It was only a few days ago that His Majesty issued an edict declaring the Divine Python Cult a heretical sect, and that's when we started collecting information about them. So now I'm at my wit's end!" "

Then what should we do?"

"I have a suggestion, but it might require General Yang to take a risk."

The three of them turned their gazes to Yang Zhuihui, who seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Prefect, please speak freely." 05-26

Chapter 211, Flirting with a Pregnant Woman

"With the help of the three-headed divine bird, you can get a better look above the sand forest and perhaps even see the Divine Python Cult's altar."

"Alright." Yang Zhuihui readily agreed.

"That's all for today. Go back and get some rest. We'll have to trouble General Yang tomorrow."

"No need to be polite. We're all serving the court."

Yang Zhuihui didn't sleep alone that night. After the meeting, he pulled Ruan Feifeng into his room, and they naturally had a passionate encounter. Ruan Feifeng's room was connected to Huang Rong's, so they inevitably heard the sounds of their intercourse. Lying in bed, Huang Rong tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She could only fantasize about their intercourse, and she took off her underpants, rubbing her full, wet vulva, and even inserted her fingers inside.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui and Huang Rong rode a three-headed phoenix to the Colorful Sand Forest.

The Colorful Sand Forest covered an area of about six square kilometers, with diverse landforms, a collection of sand pillars, sand peaks, sand screens, and sand folds formed by the aggregation of seven-colored sand. The sand dunes, some solitary, others connected, rise in a harmonious and varied manner, appearing as a forest from afar and as

distinct peaks up close, some reaching over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) in height. They twist and turn, ascending sharply at times and descending abruptly at others, their winding paths creating a tapestry of cliffs, ridges, and peaks, displaying a myriad of shapes and forms along the valley walls. Due to their three-dimensional nature, the sand forest presents a constantly changing panorama of colors depending on the light intensity and angle of the sun, whether it's morning, evening, rain, sunshine, spring, summer, autumn,

or winter. It resembles a series of exquisite traditional Chinese paintings, showcasing a vibrant array of hues including red, purple, blue, black, cyan, gray, and green. The sand springs are particularly unique within the sand forest. Despite their name, which includes "sand," many springs flow through the area, adding to its charm. In sunny weather, the sand is not gray, dry but not parched; in rainy weather, it is wet but not muddy, making walking easy. At the spring's outlet, water pressure churned and steamed over the sand, resembling wisps of smoke or a dragon emerging from the sea; the sand and spring water was crystal clear.

Because the colorful sand forest's terrain was so unique, Yang Zhuihui and Huang Rong, riding the three-headed phoenix hovering above it, couldn't see the entire forest. All they saw were clusters of sand peaks, interspersed with vegetation of all sizes, further complicating their survey.

They circled above the colorful sand forest for a full half-hour without finding anything, only sand peaks, rocks, vegetation, springs, and mountain streams.

Sitting behind Huang Rong, Yang Zhuihui said, "Mother-in-law, we must go down."

"No, it's too dangerous here. Let's go back first," Huang Rong resolutely refused Yang Zhuihui's suggestion.

Back at the prefect's residence, they informed Lü Liang of the situation. Lü Liang's already furrowed brows deepened with worry; using the three-headed phoenix to find clues was also a dead end, and he was almost at his wit's end.

"Thank you both, let's think of another way!" Slightly dizzy, Lü Liang sat down and drank several mouthfuls of ginseng tea.

"Mother-in-law, Prefect, I'll take my leave now. Call me if you need anything." After bowing in farewell, Yang Zhuihui headed towards Liuli Qiandai's room.

He knocked on the door, and upon receiving permission, opened it.

Seeing it was Yang Zhuihui, Liuli Qiandai turned away and said, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"

"I want to discuss something with you."

"Anything related to the Divine Python Sect is off-limits!"

"Putting aside your relationship with the Divine Python Sect, can we talk about reason?"

Liuli Qiandai coldly glanced at Yang Zhuihui and asked, "What reason can we have with you? You got me pregnant, do you think you can reason with people?"

Yang Zhuihui closed the door and said, "There are some things I haven't told you. Actually, I was forced to come here. I offended the Shangqing Palace before. They want to rule the court and the martial arts world, so they want to use me to eliminate the Divine Python Sect, their biggest enemy. In this way, they can..." "They've reaped the benefits without lifting a finger. As far as I know, the Divine Python Cult only operates in the Yunnan area and has never harassed the people. It's neither beneficial nor harmful to the court; its existence or non-existence is none of the court's concern. However, it has harmed the interests of the Shangqing Palace. Therefore, the mastermind behind this should be the Shangqing Palace, not the court."

Then, Yang Zhuihui recounted his grievances with the Shangqing Palace to Liuli Qiandai, taking a full quarter of an hour to finish his account, omitting details like drugging, anal sex, and rape that might upset Liuli Qiandai.

After listening to Yang Zhuihui's explanation, Liuli Qiandai fell silent.

After a long pause, Liuli Qiandai finally spoke, "Since you say the Divine Python Sect is innocent, the imperial court is innocent, and all the blame lies with the Shangqing Palace, yet you went to Yunnan to wipe out the Divine Python Sect, isn't that just being a jerk!"

"Many problems led to this outcome." Yang Zhuihui sat on the edge of the bed, took Liuli Qiandai's hand, and said, "I have a plan. If you agree, the Divine Python Sect will be safe, and I can go back with you."

"No, you'll die if you go back."

"Heh, you're starting to care about me?"

"I just want the child to have a father, not to care about you. If the child in my belly wasn't yours, I would have killed you with the Crimson Blood Jade Refinement long ago!"

Yang Zhuihui feigned surprise and asked, "Do you still have poisonous snakes on you?"

"Yes!" Liuli Qiandai suddenly lowered her voice, saying, "Without the child, I could let the Crimson Blood Jade Refinement crawl all over my body, but since I got pregnant, for the sake of the child, I haven't touched poisonous snakes anymore."

"It seems the child has changed your personality. Do you want to have a few more with me in the future?"

"Forget it! Let's get serious. Tell me what you plan to do."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Yang Zhuihui leaned close to Liuli Qiandai's ear and explained his thoughts.

After listening, Liuli Qiandai nodded and said, "If that's the case, the Divine Python Sect can indeed be saved, but we need to persuade the sect leader. As long as she agrees, everything will be fine, but..."

"What?"

"What are you going to do? Are you going back?"

"Yes, I have a home in Rendushi City, and I also have a wife like you, heavily pregnant."

"Only one?" Liuli Qiandai said disdainfully, "With your flirtatious nature, getting one woman pregnant is a joke, isn't it?"

"I'm serious." Yang Zhuihui said with a smile, "It just means we're truly destined for each other, so one time with you and you got pregnant, so we'll be together forever."

"After the child is born, I will definitely leave you!" After a pause, Liuli Qiandai said, "Anyway, as long as you can live until the day the child is born, so the child can see it once, that's enough."

"It seems I'm really worthless in your heart." Yang Zhuihui took Liuli Qiandai's hand, kissed the back of her hand, and said gently, "But you're more valuable than soil in my heart."

"Soil?" Liuli Qiandai smiled bitterly, "What is that?"

"Without soil, crops can't be grown, and people can't survive. So soil is the prerequisite for all things to live. You're more important than soil; you're a piece of my heart that can never be cut off, understand?"

"I'm not a child. Save these mushy words for my sister." Liuli Qiandai tilted her head and said, "I can take you to see the sect leader, but if something goes wrong, it won't just be you who dies, but also me and the child. You should think carefully."

"Just tell me how to see her; you don't have to go yourself."

"I must go. The way you treated me and Yuechan that day, even if the sect leader doesn't kill you, Yuechan will."

"The Colored Sand Forest is too dangerous. Water and sand are everywhere, and there are many hidden sand dunes. You could easily perish there, and then what about our child?"

Liuli Qiandai chuckled lightly. "Yang Guo, do you think I can't do anything just because I'm pregnant? I, Liuli Qiandai, was once the Black Left Envoy of the Divine Python Sect. Even if I'm pregnant multiple times, I can still come and go as I please!"

"And how many do you plan to have?"

Seeing Yang Zhuihui's lewd smile, Liuli Qiandai blushed, realizing she had said something inappropriate. She then straightened her face and coldly said, "After this child is born, if you dare ask me to... I will definitely use the Crimson Blood Jade Refining Technique to make you die a horrible death!"

"I am indeed quite afraid of snakes." Recalling Shao Yuanhe's tragic death, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but shudder and asked, "Are there snakes everywhere in the Divine Python Sect's altar?"

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, the road to the Divine Python Sect is teeming with poisonous snakes. Only those who have taken the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder can pass through. That's the most troublesome part. Without the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder, you won't be able to get close to the sect leader at all."

"Then what should we do?"

"I know a stronghold of the Divine Python Sect in the city. They should have the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder there. I'll go with you to get it; they should give me face."

"It's so good to have a wife like you!" Yang Zhuihui wanted to hug Liuli Qiandai.

"I'm the Black Widow!"

Seeing her wide-eyed expression, Yang Zhuihui had no choice but to give up the idea of getting close.

Yang Zhuihui borrowed an oil-paper umbrella from Lü Liang and went out with Liuli Qiandai.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, seeing that Ruri Chiyo was about to lead him into a brothel, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly asked, "Are all the people in your Divine Python Sect prostitutes?"

"That's just a smokescreen."

"What about the men who go in? Aren't they allowed to have their way with them?"

"Most are prostitutes, but they're not members of our Divine Python Sect. Our leader despises men the most. Anyone who isn't married must undergo an examination to join the sect; anyone who isn't a virgin will be rejected."

"How many people are in the Divine Python Sect now?"

"About seven hundred in Yunnan, and branch sects in various places, but they're still expanding."

"No wonder the Shangqing Palace considers the Divine Python Sect its greatest enemy!"

"Heh, only the Divine Python Sect has the ability to deal with the Shangqing Palace; even Fuhu Mountain can't handle it."

"You're wrong about that. The largest gang in the martial arts world today is none other than the Qingfeng Gang. Look at the sky! How many beggars are there!"

"When it comes to poison, our Divine Python Sect is the most powerful; when it comes to Taoist magic, the Shangqing Palace reigns supreme. Those beggars only want to fill their stomachs, how much fighting power do you think they have? My Crimson Blood Jade Chain can kill hundreds of beggars on the spot!"

Yang Zhuihui was speechless and could only nod, chuckling, "It's truly my blessing to marry such a powerful wife as you."

"I already said I'd wait until the child is born... never mind, there's no point in saying more." With a snort, the two had already entered the brothel.

During the day, the brothel was very deserted, almost empty, probably because the prostitutes were all hiding under the covers, conserving their energy for the night's business.

At this moment, a young girl who was cleaning came over, looked Liuli Qiandai up and down, then looked at Yang Zhuihui, and said, "We don't do business during the day. If you want to come, please come back tonight. If you're looking for an inn, there's one to the left after you go out."

"I am the Black Left Envoy. I'm here to see the person in charge here."

Chapter 212, With the Pregnant Woman in the Sky.

The young girl rested her chin on her broom and laughed, "The Black Left Envoy has long been expelled from the Divine Python Sect. Now you're heavily pregnant, and you still dare to come here? Moreover, I know he has been on our Divine Python Sect's assassination list."

"Grab her!" Liuli Qiandai shouted, and Yang Zhuihui had already flashed in front of the young girl, locking her shoulder blades with his five fingers.

The little girl cried out in pain, "I'm just sweeping, I'm no threat to you, please don't be so rough!"

"If you dare release the venomous snake hidden in your sleeve, he'll definitely tear your shoulder off!" Ruri Chiyo cleared her throat and shouted, "The Black Left Envoy is here, show yourself!"

"Black Left Envoy? I'm sleeping!"

A door on the second floor opened, and a beautiful woman in a white palace dress walked out. Her figure was graceful, and her eyes were overly seductive; it was clear at a glance she wasn't a respectable woman. However, if Yang Zhuihui was fooled by her appearance, he would suffer. As the person in charge of this base, she harbored far more poisonous snakes than the little girl!

“Su Wumei, I want a Three Poisons Seven Snakes Powder.”

Su Wumei leaned on the railing, frowning. “This is difficult! If the sect leader finds out, won’t I be punished?”

“The Shangqing Palace is about to destroy the Divine Python Sect, and the sect leader knows nothing about it. I must ask the sect leader with him to get to the bottom of this. It concerns the life and death of the Divine Python Sect, so I hope you can consider the bigger picture.”

“Hehe.”

Su Wumei’s middle finger touched her cleavage, and a black snake crawled out, coiling around her hand, hissing at Yang Zhuihui. With a lazy hum, Su Wumei took out a black pill from her cleavage and tossed it to Liuli Qiandai, saying, “Although we don’t have much of a relationship, I, Su Wumei, have always respected the Black Left Envoy. I hope you won’t disappoint me this time.”

Liuli Qiandai, who had lost all her martial arts skills and was heavily pregnant, couldn’t catch the pill. Yang Zhuihui reached out and held it in his palm.

"Thank you, we'll take our leave now."

Only after confirming that Yang Zhuihui had received the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder did Liuli Qiandai and Yang Zhuihui leave the brothel.

"Master Su, aren't you afraid the leader will be angry if we just let them go back like this?" the little maid asked, rubbing her arm.

"Perhaps the leader will thank me for handing Yang Guo over to her, um..." Su Wumei yawned, saying, "I'm still very sleepy, I'm going back to sleep. Yeyu, I don't want anyone disturbing us again."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Yeyu nodded hurriedly.

On the way, Liuli Qiandai ordered Yang Zhuihui to take the pill. Although Yang Zhuihui was somewhat reluctant, he closed his eyes, threw it into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed it. He didn't feel any discomfort; on the contrary, he felt as if all the meridians in his body were much smoother, and he even felt a little lightheaded when he walked.

Seeing the puzzled look on Yang Zhuihui's face, Liuli Qiandai covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "The Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder is made from three kinds of poison and seven kinds of snake venom. On the one hand, it can make snakes avoid you, and on the other hand, it can enhance your power. You're lucky." "

However, my power is already too profound. I don't need to enhance it anymore. Otherwise, my dantian will explode because my power is too strong."

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. When you see the leader later, don't say a word, I'll do everything; I don't want your big mouth to ruin things."

"Actually..." Yang Zhuihui coughed and whispered, "Actually, my lower body is even bigger."

Liuli Qiandai snorted and ignored Yang Zhuihui, who continued to hold the umbrella for her, afraid that she would get heatstroke and it would affect the fetus. He hoped that Liuli Qiandai and Guo Fu would have daughters; if it was a son, he would be doomed, and might even fight with him for women in the future, inheriting his fine tradition!

Back at the prefect's residence, Yang Zhuihui revealed Liuli Qiandai's true identity to Huang Rong, causing quite a stir. Huang Rong almost attacked Liuli Qiandai, but she gave up the idea when Yang Zhuihui said, "Liuli Qiandai is willing to help the court eradicate the Divine Python Sect." However, Huang Rong was skeptical of Liuli Qiandai's help. Not knowing her well, Huang Rong worried that she might harm Yang Zhuihui. Therefore, when Yang Zhuihui said he wanted to go to the Colorful Sand Forest with Liuli Qiandai, Huang Rong firmly disagreed.

Seeing Huang Rong's determination, Yang Zhuihui had no choice but to go to the backyard with Liuli Qiandai and secretly ride the Three-Headed Phoenix towards the Colorful Sand Forest.

By the time Huang Rong discovered them, it was too late; they had already flown out of Chuxiong Mansion and were slowly approaching the Colorful Sand Forest.

Afraid of hurting the fetus, Yang Zhuihui remained in the back, letting Liuli Qiandai sit in the front. He held Liuli Qiandai in his arms, his hands resting between her breasts and belly. The white fox, whom Yang Zhuihui disliked, perched on his shoulder; naturally, she was indispensable on this trip to the Divine Python Sect's altar because she was there to protect him.

Looking down at the beautiful scenery, Ruri Chiyo exclaimed, "This is the first time I've seen it from such a high place. It's so beautiful!"

"With airplanes, we can fly even higher."

"What's an airplane?"

"Uh… it's the name of a bird that flies higher than a silly bird," Yang Zhuihui quickly explained.

"I see."

Smelling the milky scent emanating from Ruri Chiyo's body, Yang Zhuihui couldn't resist moving his hand upwards. Just as he touched the lower edge of her breast, Ruri Chiyo grabbed his hand but didn't say anything.

Yang Zhuihui applied a little pressure, and Ruri Chiyo released her hand.

Yang Zhuihui's fingers first slid back and forth along the lower edge of her breast. Seeing that she didn't resist, he boldly grasped her breast and gently squeezed it.

Ruri Chiyo quickly grabbed his hand, saying, "Don't do that!"

"Um, sorry." Yang Zhuihui released her hand and whispered in her ear, "Give me some milk when we get back tonight, okay?"

"Do you think that's possible?" Ruri Chiyo scoffed.

“Absolutely.” Saying this, Yang Zhuihui kissed Liuli Qiandai’s earlobe, gently sucking on it.

Sitting on the bird’s back, Liuli Qiandai couldn’t dodge and could only let Yang Zhuihui do as he pleased. She said, “If we can return safely, I can satisfy you once, as a reward for protecting the Divine Python Sect, but only once.”

Yang Zhuihui smiled and said, “Then when I attack the Divine Python Sect again in a couple of days, will you let me drink a second time?”

“If you continue to be presumptuous, I’ll take back what I just said!”

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything more.” Looking at the colorful sand forest so close at hand, Yang Zhuihui said, “We’re almost at the Divine Python Sect’s headquarters.”

Liuli Qiandai pondered for a moment and said, “The Divine Python Sect’s headquarters isn’t here.”

“Then where is it?” Yang Zhuihui asked in surprise.

"Keep flying forward, past the Colorful Sand Forest, and you'll see the Jiuxiang Cave. The main altar is there."

"Jiuxiang Cave?" Yang Zhuihui paused, then asked, "Isn't the main altar in the Colorful Sand Forest?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Liuli Qiandai rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui, saying, "If I weren't carrying your child, I wouldn't have revealed so much. Besides, I believe your incompetent soldiers couldn't possibly find the main altar."

"Then why did you bring me here?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

"Because you're different from them."

"How are you different?" Yang Zhuihui hugged Liuli Qiandai tightly, his gaze drifting to her collar, looking at the general outline of her bulging breasts. He wanted to pinch them again, and since Liuli Qiandai was pregnant, pinching them would definitely cause milk to gush out!

"Stop rambling!" Ruri Chiyo cleared her throat and continued, "We don't usually enter the Jiuxiang Cave openly from the front, because people often come there to worship the Seven-Colored Divine Beast. So there's another way to get to the main altar. But the entrance is too small, so the divine bird has to stay outside." "

I'm a little confused. What do you mean by 'front'? What do

you mean by 'entrance'?" "Let me put it simply. The main altar of the Divine Python Cult is inside the Jiuxiang Cave. There are two entrances to it. One is in front of the Jiuxiang Cave, and the other is a secret entrance exclusively for the cult members. Do you understand?"

"Pretty much! Anyway, you lead the way, and I'll listen to you." Yang Zhuihui kissed Ruri Chiyo's earlobe and breathed on it, "Because you're my woman."

"Stop it, it tickles." Ruri Chiyo's cheeks flushed. She said, "The second entrance is over there, but be careful, there's dark sand all around. I'll tell you where the divine bird should land..."

Following Ruri Chiyo's directions, Yang Zhuihui had the three-headed phoenix land between two large trees. The sides and front of the trees were covered in yellow sand, which seemed to be flowing. Further ahead lay a dense forest, the second entrance located within it.

"This area is full of hidden sand; most people wouldn't dare approach," said Ruri Chiyo, taking a step forward, but Yang Zhuihui grabbed her hand.

"There's hidden sand ahead; you'll sink in."

Yang Zhuihui held Ruri Chiyo's hand, watching her every step closely, afraid she might slip. Each step felt like sinking, yet the ground remained firmly in place, each step firmly planted on the wood.

Pushing aside the dense foliage, they finally stepped onto solid, dry earth, both breathing a sigh of relief.

"Has no one ever entered the cave from this side before?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

"There's a seven-colored divine beast inside."

"Really?"

"Of course it's fake." Ruri Chiyo sighed, gently stroking her large belly, and said, "The Jiuxiang Cave is considered a sacred place, and no one has ever dared to enter, so people don't know that it's actually the headquarters of the Divine Python Sect. However, deep within the headquarters, there is indeed a divine beast, the Seven-Colored Blood Python, which has been sleeping for hundreds of years. Perhaps the Divine Python Sect got its name from it!"

"Is it very big?"

"Very, very, very big."

Yang Zhuihui wanted to ask how big it was, but seeing that Ruri Chiyo had continued walking forward, he could only give a few instructions to the Three-Headed Phoenix and follow her.

Ruri Chiyo felt around on the rocks, and after a while, a stone door opened, and a deep path appeared before them.

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhuihui heard a "hissing" sound, and at the same time, countless pairs of prismatic snake eyes emitting a faint green light appeared all around, and some of them were already crawling towards them.

Realizing he had entered a snake pit, Yang Zhuihui almost cried out in alarm. Liuli Qiandai quickly covered his mouth, whispering, "You've already taken the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder; they won't harm you. But you must hide your pet, or the snakes will swallow it."

Yang Zhuihui nodded, and Liuli Qiandai released him. Yang Zhuihui hurriedly stuffed the white fox on his shoulder into his pocket.

The two descended the steps, thousands of snake eyes serving as their light source, outlining a spiraling path of blue light.

As they descended, Ruri Chiyo instructed Yang Zhuihui on what he should and shouldn't do, warning him that he might see many naked beauties and urging him to remain calm and not have any improper thoughts. However, the thought of naked beauties... In the dim light, Yang Zhuihui could see that it was an artificial staircase, sloping downwards at approximately a 45-degree angle, with only darkness beyond his sight, like a passage to hell.

Chapter 213, The Female Cult Leader

Ruri Chiyo went inside, and Yang Zhuihui hurriedly followed.

As soon as they entered, the stone door closed automatically, plunging them into darkness.

"Hurry, hurry, the Seven-Colored Blood Python has awakened!"

"What does the awakening of the Blood Python mean?" Yang Zhuihui grabbed Ruri Chiyo's hand.

"It means the Divine Python Cult is facing a great disaster! No, I have to find Yuechan!" Ruri Chiyo rushed forward.

"Hey, watch out for the baby in your belly!" Yang Zhuihui shouted urgently.

He couldn't let her run around. If something happened to the fetus, Ruri Chiyo might leave him immediately. So no matter how agitated she was, Yang Zhuihui held her hand tightly to prevent her from making any rash moves. Otherwise, the fetus might shake so much that it could cause a miscarriage, which would be disastrous.

Descending the steps, Yang Zhuihui realized they were inside a cave. Stalactites covered the ceiling, and water dripped down them, making a pattering sound. A row of torches was placed on each side of the cave, the only source of light. The pythons, which preferred to live in the dark, dared not follow them.

"Xiao Yao, what's going on?" Ruri Chiyo grabbed a Miao girl who was running past her.

Xiao Yao, panting, was about to speak when she saw a man in front of her. She made a move to strike with her snake whip, but Yang Zhuihui grabbed her wrist.

"Black Left Envoy, you have been expelled from the sect and have no right to return!" Xiao Yao said through gritted teeth. "Moreover, you actually brought Yang to the headquarters. If the sect leader finds out, you will both be executed!"

"Looks like I'm quite famous. Even this little girl knows my name," Yang said with a regretful smile.

"Let go of Xiao Yao!"

After Yang Zhuihui released her, Liuli Qiandai hurriedly asked, "I came to see the sect leader. Someone just said the Blood Python has awakened, what's going on?"

Reminded by Liuli Qiandai, Xiao Yao remembered her purpose and said urgently, "The Seven-Colored Blood Python has awakened, and the sect leader is fighting it fiercely. The situation is very dangerous, and I must go to help."

After running a few steps, Xiao Yao turned back, "Black Left Envoy, you'd better leave quickly! If the sect leader sees you, you'll really be dead."

Looking at Xiao Yao's back, Liuli Qiandai said, "Go and see what happened."

"Okay!"

After walking about half a mile along the cave, a hot spring with a diameter of about thirty feet appeared in front of them, with several springs in the middle constantly gushing water and emitting wisps of white steam; on both sides of the hot spring, there were two curved paths leading to the opposite side. Yang Zhuihui and Liuli Qiandai walked to the opposite side along the left path.

"Usually, people bathe here, but today the Blood Python is acting strangely, and everyone has run to the back hall." Liuli Qiandai explained as she walked forward.

Yang Zhuihui was somewhat disappointed because he hadn't seen the scene of beauties emerging from the bath. If that damned snake hadn't woken up, perhaps he would have seen many beautiful women playing in the water, and he could have jumped in and conquered them with his penis!

After walking a while longer, Yang Zhuihui saw another hot spring, smaller than the first, but much more elaborately decorated.

The stone carvings on both sides were painted with erotic scenes, but they were very different from ordinary erotic paintings. Tielang couldn't see any murals with male phalluses; he only saw genitals. There were no men in the paintings, only women immersed in lust. They were licking each other's genitals or rubbing their genitals together. In one painting, a woman was lying down, surrounded by a dozen or so kneeling women who were serving her with their hands and mouths.

In addition, opposite the hot spring stood a stone seat, and behind it, the rock wall was carved with a giant python with its head raised and its tongue flicking. Because the cave was dark and the python was carved so realistically, at first glance, it looked like a real snake.

Seeing Yang Zhuihui staring blankly at the murals, Liuli Qiandai explained, "These murals are the essence of the Divine Python Sect. The Divine Python Sect advocates matriarchal society, believing that women can satisfy other women, so men are unnecessary. This is the council hall; important matters of the sect are decided here. Our sect leader likes to discuss matters while playing in the water with his followers."

Yang Zhuihui immediately conjured up images of dozens of women bathing, touching each other, and performing oral sex, nearly causing him to have a nosebleed.

"Hurry up!" Liuli Qiandai rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui and continued walking.

Yang Zhuihui thought this was the end of the Jiuxiang Cave, but discovered another stone door to the left of the stone seat.

After passing through the stone door and walking for another quarter of an hour, they heard a commotion ahead, interspersed with the screams of young girls, and occasionally felt the entire cave shaking.

"Further ahead is where the Seven-Colored Blood Python slept; it seems it has awakened," Liuli Qiandai said anxiously.

"You stay here, I'll go see what happened."

"No!"

"You're pregnant, what if something happens?" Yang Zhuihui said seriously.

Seeing Yang Zhuihui become so serious for the first time, Liuli Qiandai nodded and said, "Alright! Yang-jun, be careful."

"Yeah, it's okay, remember to give me milk when we get back." With a grin, Yang Zhuihui unsheathed his dragon-carved sword and ran forward.

"What a strange man." Liuli Qiandai muttered.

When he got there, he saw that he was surrounded by hundreds of Miao girls.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to fly over their heads, but it was too low, and jumping up would definitely result in bumping his head, so he continued to walk forward and said, "Everyone, make way, a handsome guy is coming!"

The Miao girls, who had been watching the sect leader fight the seven-colored blood python intently, turned their heads as soon as they heard the man's voice. Some drew their snake whips, some drew their daggers, and glared at the grinning Yang Zhuihui.

"Kill Yang Guo!" The shout rang out, and the Miao girls surged forward.

"Looks like I'm really famous now," Yang Zhuihui chuckled, quickening his pace.

Dodging two oncoming snake whips, Tie Lang slipped between them, using his ever-changing Hundred-Step Piercing Leg Technique and his light-footed skill, Eagle Soaring Through the Sky, to move like a small fish swimming downstream, easily passing through their encirclement. Occasionally, he would reach out and grab their breasts, eliciting screams from the girls.

Reaching the deep pool, he made an abrupt stop. Looking down, Yang Zhuihui's lecherous smile froze.

Before him lay an enormous pool, at least fifty feet in diameter, upon which floated a python at least thirty feet long, its body a complex mix of almost every color. Like the python carved behind the stone pedestal, it raised its head, its tongue flicking, its mouth, large enough to swallow a living person, spewing forth streams of blood.

Less than fifty paces from the Seven-Colored Blood Python, stood a woman with a full head of silver hair, dressed in a white silk robe, holding a snake whip. Several women's corpses floated on the water around her.

Because her back was to Yang Zhuihui, he couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her full head of silver hair, she must be an old woman; otherwise, her hair wouldn't be so white. Moreover, judging from her unusual attire, she must be the leader of the Divine Python Sect!

Lost in thought, a snake whip lashed out from the left.

*Crack!*

The whip missed its mark; Yang Zhuihui had already retreated to the side.

"Yang Guo!" The voice was very familiar, the blue silk dress was very familiar, and the angry yet adorable expression was even more familiar. Without a doubt, the beautiful young woman before him was Yue Chan, the daughter of the sect leader!

"Long time no see," Yang Zhuihui greeted.

"You bastard!" Yue Chan lashed out with her snake whip again, but Yang Zhuihui caught it with one hand.

With a flick of her wrist, the whip coiled around Yang Zhuihui's arm. Yue Chan tried to throw him into the pool, using all her strength, but Yang Zhuihui remained standing there, smiling at her.

The sect members were about to help, but the strong-willed Yue Chan stopped them; she wanted to capture Yang Zhuihui alone. But Yang Zhuihui's skill had now reached a new level; even ten Yue Chans couldn't defeat him.

"Although we've been apart for a long time, you don't need to miss me so much, do you?" Saying this, Yang Zhuihui glanced at the pool. The seven-colored blood python and the silver-haired woman were still locked in a standoff, neither moving.

"You caused my aunt so much suffering, I will kill you!" With that, Yuechan drew her plum blossom dagger from her waist and rushed towards Yang Zhuihui in a few strides.

"She's right outside!" Yang Zhuihui shouted, forcefully tugging at his snake whip. Yuechan lost her footing and almost fell into Yang Zhuihui's arms. The dagger that nearly pierced Yang Zhuihui's chest made him wary. He tried to grab Yuechan's wrist but grasped nothing. Yuechan, kneeling on the ground, plunged the dagger deep into Yang Zhuihui's abdomen.

"Whoa!" Yang Zhuihui cried out, then looked down at Yuechan's heaving breasts and asked, "Do you want to stab me a few more times?"

"Impossible!" Yuechan stabbed Yang Zhuihui's thigh a few more times, but there was no bleeding, nor the feeling of piercing the skin.

“I told you, your aunt is outside. You can go out and see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” After a pause, Yang Zhuihui continued, “She’s living with me now, but she misses you a lot, so she came to see you.”

“Really?”

“Why would I lie to you?” Yuechan was skeptical. She glanced at her mother, who was confronting the Seven-Colored Blood Python, and then rushed out of the crowd.

Yang Zhuihui threw away his snake whip and said, “I’m invulnerable. You’re just going to your deaths.”

The followers whispered among themselves, not daring to move.

With a deafening roar, the Seven-Colored Blood Python swung its tail at the silver-haired woman. The woman rose into the air, lashing out with her snake whip. A burst of true energy appeared out of thin air, striking the Seven-Colored Blood Python like a sharp blade. The water along its path erupted into towering waves.

The true energy struck the Seven-Colored Blood Python’s jaw, but the python was unharmed. Instead, it became even more enraged, whipping its massive tail backward, grabbing a large rock, and flinging it towards the silver-haired woman still suspended in mid-air.

The silver-haired woman lashed out with her snake whip again, slicing the flying rock in two. She used her jade-like foot to propel herself towards the seven-colored blood python with its gaping maw.

Knowing she was the sect leader, and that he was there to discuss important matters, Yang Zhuihui leaped into the air, roared, and flew away, sword in hand.

The silver-haired woman glanced at Yang Zhuihui; her face was beautiful, delicate and charming like a young girl. Yang Zhuihui simply couldn't believe she was Yuechan's mother. Just as

the silver-haired woman was about to strike the seven-colored blood python's blood-red eyes with her snake whip, a burst of blood gushed from the python's mouth. Her pure white robes were instantly stained with the poison, and she too coughed up blood, her body collapsing downwards. The seven-colored blood python was already biting at her.

"Sect Leader!"

"I won't let you succeed!" Yang Zhuihui gripped his dragon-carved sword with both hands and slashed at the seven-colored blood python.

The seven-colored blood python roared and turned to bite Yang Zhuihui.

The white fox, hiding in Yang Zhuihui's pocket, leaped into the air, landing in a parabolic arc on the head of the seven-colored blood python.

Its fur stood on end, its back arched, and in a flash of light, it had transformed into a naked, beautiful young woman. Clenching her fist, she punched the seven-colored blood python's left hindquarters, her entire arm sinking into it!

Chapter 214, Cult Leader Bai Lan.

"Roar!"

The seven-colored blood python roared, its other blood-red eye darting wildly in its socket.

The seven-colored blood python had intended to attack Yang Zhuihui, but Poppy's antics had thrown it into disarray, significantly slowing its attacks. Yang Zhuihui roared, landing on its upper jaw, glancing at Poppy, and plunged his sword into the seven-colored blood python's other eye, the tip piercing its jaw.

The excruciating pain intensified the seven-colored blood python's frenzy; it slammed its tail against the pool, its heavy body leaping into the air.

"Give me your hand!" Yang Zhuihui drew his sword and hurriedly reached out to Poppy.

Poppy tried to pull her hand out, but couldn't; it seemed something was blocking it.

"Run!" Poppy cried out.

Seeing the Seven-Colored Blood Python about to crash into the stalactites, Yang Zhuihui quickly pressed Poppy down beneath him.

Thump! The Seven-Colored Blood Python's massive body slammed into the rocks above, and stalactites rained down on the pool like swords.

"Mother!"

Yuechan cried out as she and Liuli Qiandai rushed to the pool, leaping into the water.

The Divine Python Sect Leader was already severely injured, but her mind was still very clear. Seeing her daughter approach, she grabbed her arm and, with her last bit of strength, jumped up. The next moment, stalactites, like sharp swords, filled the spot where she had just stood.

As soon as she landed on the edge of the pool, she knelt down, clutching her chest, vomiting blood.

Yang Zhuihui was still on top of Poppy; the high-speed compression made his chest feel like it was about to burst, but fortunately, he wasn't pierced by the stalactites.

"Yang Guo!" "Poppy cried out. Blood dripping from Yang Zhuihui's lips was falling onto her face.

"I'm fine...cough cough..."

Yang Zhuihui struggled to his feet, pulling Poppy into his arms. Knowing the Seven-Colored Blood Python was still alive, he flew to the edge of the pool with Poppy in his arms.

At the same time, the blind Seven-Colored Blood Python had already fallen into the pool, splashing water all over them.

"We must kill it, otherwise it will collapse the cave!" the leader shouted sternly.

Although Yang Zhuihui knew she was speaking to the followers, he was the only one present who could stop the Seven-Colored Blood Python's destruction, so he moved his almost dislocated hand joints and jumped down.

"Yang-jun!" Ruri Chiyo exclaimed in surprise, her face full of worry.

"So this person is Yang Guo." The sect leader coughed several times, sealed several acupoints on his lower abdomen, then put his arm around Yue Chan's shoulder, watching Yang Zhuihui approach the Seven-Colored Blood Python.

The Seven-Colored Blood Python, its eyes blinded, struggled incessantly, but suddenly raised its head, its bloodshot eyes fixed on Yang Zhuihui, flicking its tongue repeatedly. With a slap of its tail, it opened its mouth wide to bite the approaching Yang Zhuihui.

At this moment, Yang Zhuihui remembered what he had learned in biology class: snakes can sense extremely subtle vibrations from the ground or air through their skin; their sense of smell is highly developed, and their receiving organ is their tongue. The snake's tongue... It has two forked forks that can absorb tiny odor particles in the air and distinguish different scents. Although a snake's eyes have degenerated, it can still catch field mice at night thanks to the pits between its eyes and nostrils. These pits act like infrared receivers, allowing it to pinpoint the location of its prey based on the temperature it receives.

This knowledge suggests that simply blinding a snake isn't enough; its forked tongue and pits must be destroyed!

Looking at the seven-colored blood python with its gaping maw, Yang Zhuihui's eyes turned cold. He concentrated some of his true energy into the Carved Dragon Sword and roared, "Only by mastering the sword can one achieve frost and snow!" The

Carved Dragon Sword spun rapidly and pierced into the seven-colored blood python's gaping maw. A spurt of blood erupted, and a forked tongue, twice the thickness of a thumb, was severed and flew off, hanging on Yang Zhuihui's shoulder. The Carved Dragon Sword, however, had pierced through the seven-colored blood python's body and, with a "hum," embedded itself in the rock below.

Even with its forked tongue torn to shreds, the Seven-Colored Blood Python's speed remained undiminished, its fangs snapping out as it lunged at Yang Zhuihui.

"Let you taste this!" Yang Zhuihui swung his fist, striking the Seven-Colored Blood Python's nostrils.

"Idiot!" Poppy cried out.

At this moment, Yang Zhuihui's entire arm was enveloped in true energy; the Heaven-Shattering Strike that had once shattered Alec's meridians was now fully charged!

"Ah!"

With Yang Zhuihui's roar, his fist slammed into the Seven-Colored Blood Python's nostrils, the true energy surging in all directions. Several loud explosions erupted, sending waves of water crashing around them, soaking Yuechan, Liuli Qiandai, and the others, revealing glimpses of their undergarments.

The Seven-Colored Blood Python, struck squarely by Yang Zhuihui's Heaven-Shattering Strike, was severely injured; the true energy, comparable in power to a cannon, pierced its body.

Crack, crack, crack…

The Seven-Colored Blood Python's bones seemed to have been reassembled; its body stretched straight, then plunged back into the pool.

Despite the devastating blow, the Seven-Colored Blood Python was still alive, its body writhing as the bones dislocated by the internal energy slowly shifted back into place.

Yang Zhuihui leaped into the air, forcefully pulling the Dragon-Carved Sword from the rock. With a twist of the blade, he plummeted like a meteor, gripping the hilt, raising it high above his head, and slashing down with all his might!

The Dragon-Carved Sword severed the Seven-Colored Blood Python's head, spraying blood like a fountain, instantly turning the pool crimson.

Yang Zhuihui stood in the knee-deep water, looking up at them, waving, and smiling, "Done..."

"Great..." Ruri Chiyo couldn't help but exclaim joyfully.

"Done..." Yang Zhuihui repeated, then felt his vision blurring, closed his eyes, and plunged headfirst into the water.

"Yang Jun!"

When Yang Zhuihui awoke again, he found himself lying on a stone bed. Liuli Qiandai was leaning against the bedside, seemingly asleep, still holding Yang Zhuihui's hand; Poppy, maintaining her human form, silently watched Yang Zhuihui.

"Why did you save me?" Poppy asked.

Yang Zhuihui sat up and said softly, "That's a question I should be asking you."

"It was just a mission." Poppy turned her head to the side.

"It seems you've fallen in love with me." Yang Zhuihui chuckled.

"I just hope that you can see the child on the day it's born, oh no, that the child can see you, just one glance is enough, it doesn't matter if you die then." Liuli Qiandai quickly withdrew her hand.

"It's alright, I'll definitely see it." After a pause, Yang Zhuihui quickly asked, "How is the sect leader?" "

She took the medicine and fell asleep, but the snake venom was extremely potent, and her internal energy has been destroyed." Liuli Qiandai sighed.

"As long as you're safe, that's all that matters." Yang Zhuihui held Liuli Qiandai's hand and said, "You must also be safe and sound, and give birth to my child."

"I'm not doing this for you!" Liuli Qiandai rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui, stood up, and said, "I'm going to see the sect leader. Let her take care of you!"

"Her?" Yang Zhuihui stared at the still naked Poppy, her bulging vulva making him swallow hard, and the sheets were pushed up.

"See you later." Liuli Qiandai closed the door and left.

Poppy knew Yang Zhuihui was aroused, so she went behind the table, sat on the stool, the tablecloth covering her lower body, and her raised arms just covering her breasts. Looking at Yang Zhuihui, Poppy asked, "Why is she so nice to you? Didn't you rape her before?"

"If you're willing, I can be nice to you too. We can forget the harm we caused each other." Yang Zhuihui smiled.

"This deal will never happen!" Poppy said coldly. "It seems you're quite adept at seducing women, and you know how to exploit their vulnerabilities. I've seen through you."

"Anyway, whatever you imagine is just wishful thinking." Yang Zhuihui got off the bed, stretched his limbs, and said, "I didn't expect I could kill such a large snake single-handedly. I'm really something!"

"If I hadn't blinded myself… never mind, it's all meaningless anyway. As long as you return to the capital alive this time, the Shangqing Palace's transformation of me will be complete. Then no one can stop me, and I'll make you pay a terrible price!"

"Let's take it one step at a time." Yang Zhuihui walked towards Poppy.

"Shameless!" Poppy cursed, instantly transforming into a white fox, jumping onto the table, and licking her front toes.

Yang Zhuihui sat on the stool, smiling as he looked at the white fox, and said, "Actually, you're quite cute like this."

He reached out to grab the white fox, but it jumped away, glared at Yang Zhuihui, and then jumped onto the windowsill, resting there.

Looking at the white fox, Yang Zhuihui's thoughts became somewhat chaotic. If things really develop as Poppy predicted, perhaps this trip back to the capital to report back will mean a showdown with Poppy. Should he kill her or…?

“Please come in.” The door opened, and a very pretty Miao girl bowed to Yang Zhuihui, saying softly, “Young Master Yang, the leader invites you.”

Yang Zhuihui was taken aback by her sudden change in manner and quickly nodded.

“Please.”

The Miao girl stepped aside.

Donning a long robe, Yang Zhuihui followed behind the Miao girl, occasionally glancing at her shapely, firm buttocks. Her buttocks weren't very fleshy, and she kept her legs close together when she walked; it seemed her virgin territory remained untouched. They

walked along the gloomy stone cave for a while, making five large turns, before finally arriving at the leader's room.

With permission, Yang Zhuihui went inside, while the Miao girl waited outside.

Inside were three people: Liuli Qiandai, Yuechan, and the leader of the Divine Python Sect.

The sect leader's lips were pale, his face bloodless, but his eyes remained bright and piercing. His long hair was tied in a bun and fell over his left shoulder.

Looking at the handsome Yang Zhuihui, the sect leader showed no smile, simply instructing Yuechan to bring a stool for Yang Zhuihui to sit on.

"You two go out, I'll talk to him for a while." Upon receiving the order, Yuechan helped Liuli Qiandai out of the room.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, "I am Bai Lan, the current sect leader of the Divine Python Sect."

"I am Yang Guo, an unknown junior," Yang Zhuihui said, clasping his hands in greeting.

"An unknown nobody, hehe." Bai Lan smiled faintly, coughed twice, and said, "If you're an unknown nobody, who in the entire martial arts world would dare to call themselves a hero, and who in the imperial court would dare to claim merit? You're too modest."

After pausing to catch her breath, Bai Lan continued, "Upon learning that you were coming to attack the Divine Python Sect, I spread the word that whoever could take your head would be richly rewarded. However, you just saved our Divine Python Sect, so you can be considered our benefactor. Although our Divine Python Sect isn't a prestigious sect, it's at least much more upright than the Shangqing Palace, so I won't make things difficult for you. You can leave here at any time."

"Sect Leader Bai, did Qian Dai mention the purpose of our trip to you?" "

He mentioned it briefly. You might as well explain in detail."

"Hmm."

Yang Zhuihui recounted his grudges with the Shangqing Palace and his plan to protect the Divine Python Sect. Bai Lan listened with her eyes closed.

Only when Yang Zhuihui stopped speaking did she open her eyes.

Clearing his throat, Bai Lan said, "The Divine Python Sect and the Shangqing Palace have always had conflicts, but I never imagined they would use the imperial court's power. However, if what you say is true, the Divine Python Sect can be preserved. Actually, if the Blood Python hadn't awakened, you should be superior to me in martial arts, but I'm proficient in snake venom, and with a little trick, you'd be finished; moreover, the cave is easy to defend and difficult to attack. No matter how many people you bring, the entrance is only so big, and I only need twenty people to guard it."

Chapter 215, The Women's Desires

"I understand."

"Only by going deep into the Jiuxiang Cave will you understand." Licking his dry lips, Bai Lan continued, "As you said, you'll be framed by the Shangqing Palace if you go back, so why go back to your death?"

"Hehe, to be honest, I have a wife, Guo Fu, in Dushi City, and I must return to her side no matter what."

"So you are also a person of loyalty and righteousness, but why is it completely opposite to what my daughter described?"

"Because my first impression on her was very bad, and..."

"And you insulted the Black Left Envoy, causing her to become pregnant?"

"Exactly."

"Although I gave birth to Yuechan, I have always loathed men, especially after becoming pregnant with Yuechan. I can't understand why the Black Left Envoy's personality would change so drastically because of a child. The former cold-blooded Black Left Envoy has become a gentle and kind woman. It's truly unbelievable." As she spoke, Bai Lan kept staring at Yang Zhuihui, seemingly trying to see through his thoughts.

"I can only say that Chiyo is actually kind-hearted by nature, hehe."

"Are you saying that my nature is evil?"

"I don't know the leader well enough, so I dare not make any assumptions," Yang Zhuihui laughed.

"Alright, let's not discuss this topic anymore. Anyway, she belongs to you now, you can do whatever you want with her, it's none of my business. I don't care whether you live or die when you return to the capital, I only need to manage the Divine Python Sect. Let's talk about the details!"

"Yes, I've already given you the general direction, now let's talk about the details with the sect leader."

After a quarter of an hour of negotiation, Yang Zhuihui finally agreed on the specific time of the operation with Bai Lan, asked her for five Three Poisons Seven Snakes Powder, and then bowed to her to say goodbye.

"Auntie, what should I do? How could I do such a thing? Although I grew up in the sect, I never do such things! My mother just told me I must do it, what should I do? Auntie, you must help me."

"This is really difficult. As far as I know, every sect leader of the Divine Python Sect has to do this upon taking office, your mother has been through it too."

"But she loves to do such things every day, Chan'er never does them. Auntie, my dear auntie, you must help me." Yue Chan grabbed Liuli Qiandai's hands and acted coquettishly.

Yang Zhuihui stepped forward and laughed, "What good news?"

"Good news my foot!" Yuechan rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui and said, "If it weren't for your kindness to my aunt and your killing of the Seven-Colored Blood Python, I would have whipped you to death long ago..."

"Hmm, tell me what good thing is, I want to join in the fun too."

"The sect leader wants Yuechan to..."

"Aunt, don't tell him!" Yuechan hurriedly said.

"He wants Yuechan to be intimate with people in the sect."

"Aunt, why tell him!" Yuechan puffed out her cheeks, but didn't react much.

Yang Zhuihui pinched his chin and asked in confusion, "Does the sect have male members?"

"Yang Jun, have you seen the murals?"

After Liuli Qiandai reminded him, Yang Zhuihui suddenly realized, "Women being intimate, I understand. But you are both still virgins, and fingers can't be inserted, how can it be comfortable?"

"Pervert!" Yuechan cursed.

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Aunt, look at him, bullying Chan'er, you have to get justice for me!" Yuechan was so anxious that she almost cried.

"Yang Jun, stop talking."

"Hmm, but we should go back too."

"My aunt belongs here, I'll take good care of her!" Yue Chan quickly grabbed Liu Li Qian Dai's arm.

"That won't do! Because your aunt promised to do something for me, and she hasn't done it yet." Yang Zhuihui raised his eyebrows, looking very smug, while Liu Li Qian Dai's face turned red.

"Just by looking at you, I know it's nothing good!" Yue Chan glared at Yang Zhuihui.

"It's definitely something good." Yang Zhuihui winked.

"My aunt won't go with you!"

"Yue Chan, your aunt promised him, so she can't go back on her word. That's called keeping your promise, you know?"

Liu Li Qian Dai's words made Yang Zhuihui's penis hard. It seemed this pregnant woman also wanted to be intimate with him! Yang Zhuihui knew that there should be no sexual intercourse during the first and last three months of pregnancy. Sexual intercourse during the first three months could lead to miscarriage, and sexual intercourse during the last three months could lead to premature birth. However, Liu Li Qian Dai was five months pregnant, so as long as they were careful, there shouldn't be any problems. Imagining the scene of having sex with a pregnant woman and drinking her milk, Yang Zhuihui almost had a nosebleed.

"Auntie, look at his expression."

"It's really a bit scary," Liuli Qiandai frowned.

Yang Zhuihui immediately put on a harmless smile and stepped forward, saying, "I will take good care of Qiandai."

"Chan'er." Hearing Youlan's call, Yuechan had no choice but to let go of his hand, glared at Yang Zhuihui a few times, and went into the room to ask.

"Let's go." Yang Zhuihui took Liuli Qiandai's hand, and the two walked slowly.

"Chiyo, are you mentally prepared?"

"What?" Yang Zhuihui leaned close to Ruri Chiyo's ear and whispered, "Let me drink your milk."

Ruri Chiyo's face turned even redder, and she whispered, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

"You can't go back on your word."

"I, Ruri Chiyo, have never been that kind of person!"

"Okay, I like that." Yang Zhuihui became serious again and said, "Let's have a good get-together tonight. Tomorrow I'm bringing people to wipe out the Divine Python Cult."

"Anyway, don't forget your promise. If anyone in the Divine Python Cult dies because of you, I will never let you off!"

"Definitely. Be careful, the ground is slippery."

When they reached the vicinity of the council hall, the white fox ran up from behind and jumped onto Yang Zhuihui's shoulder.

After walking for a while, Yang Zhuihui heard the laughter of many women, interspersed with the sound of splashing water.

Knowing that cult members were bathing, Ruri Chiyo hesitated. She didn't want Yang Zhuihui to see them bathing naked, but this was the only way out. So she warned Yang Zhuihui a few times before continuing with him.

Reaching the hot spring, seeing the beautiful bodies partially obscured, Yang Zhuihui's blood boiled. The girls' skin was exceptionally tender and rosy, and some were even embracing and kissing each other. This virile young man couldn't resist; his penis was fully erect, and he longed to jump in and have his way with them.

Perhaps because Yang Zhuihui had saved the cult leader, the ten young girls in the hot spring didn't stop him from peeping. Instead, they faced him openly, letting him see clearly. Some even parted their labia, revealing their delicate vulvas to Yang Zhuihui, emitting silvery laughter.

Yang Zhuihui stared intently, unwilling to look away, but suddenly let out a scream. Liuli Qiandai, nearly driven mad by Yang Zhuihui, pinched his buttocks hard and whispered, "If you don't leave, I'm leaving first."

Yang Zhuihui could only wave to them, saying, "My lovely beauties, I'm leaving now, I'll be back."

"Goodbye."

After Yang Zhuihui and Liuli Qiandai walked away, a follower asked, "Sister Wan'er, was it that man who got the Black Left Envoy pregnant?"

"Yes, and he even changed her completely. Do you think the Black Left Envoy followed him because of the child in her belly, or because of that lewd act?"

"I really don't know if it's comfortable to do it with a man, sigh."

"Mu'er, you can't do that! Otherwise, the leader will cripple your martial arts and expel you from the Holy Sect."

"I know, I'm not stupid. Sister Wan'er, come here, kiss my little sister's lower part, it's so itchy inside, you have to put your tongue in!"

"Yes, little sister will lick sister's lower part later too!"

Perhaps influenced by Yang Zhuihui, the ten people who were not too outrageous at first suddenly fell into an inescapable lust, rubbing each other's breasts, rubbing or licking each other's genitals, and some even inserted their fingers into each other's anuses.

“Oh… Sister Wan’er… you’ve killed your little sister… Oh…”

Yang Zhuihui, with his sharp ears, seemed to be able to imagine how lavish their lewd feast was, so he sighed as he walked.

Liuli Qiandai, walking ahead, looked helpless and turned her head, saying, “If you like, you can stay at the main altar; they’ll satisfy you. Once you get them pregnant, you’ll have plenty of milk to drink, and you won’t need to look for me.”

Yang Zhuihui quickly pulled Liuli Qiandai’s hand forward, jokingly saying, “You’re jealous, which means you’ve fallen in love with me.”

“No way!” Liuli Qiandai rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui and stepped onto the stairs.

Hearing the hissing of the python, Yang Zhuihui couldn’t help but feel his legs go weak. Although he had eliminated the Seven-Colored Blood Python, his brain had been congested at the time, and now, recalling that terrifying situation, the hairs on his body stood on end. Moreover, the pythons on the stairs might be the Seven-Colored Blood Python’s offspring; if they wanted revenge for the Blood Python, Yang Zhuihui couldn’t help but worry that they would bite him to pieces.

"Can't we exit through the cave entrance?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

"No, that would expose the location of the main altar."

Seeing that Liuli Qiandai had disappeared into the darkness, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly followed, the thousands of snakes once again becoming guiding lights.

Yang Zhuihui was extremely careful with every step, afraid of stepping on them, until he reached the last step. Liuli Qiandai opened the stone door, sunlight streamed in, and the surrounding pythons vanished without a trace. Only then did Yang Zhuihui breathe a sigh of relief.

"Follow me, be careful."

After closing the stone door, Liuli Qiandai stopped and walked forward. Yang Zhuihui tried to grab her hand, but she shook him off. No wonder, his lust was so direct, it would be strange if Liuli Qiandai wasn't jealous!

However, once she mounted the three-headed phoenix, it was impossible for Liuli Qiandai to shake off Yang Zhuihui, so she had no choice but to let him carry her.

"Silly bird, let's go back!" The three-headed phoenix let out a low cry, flapped its wings and flew away, raising a towering cloud of yellow sand.

Holding Ruri Chiyo in his arms, Yang Zhuihui said, "The scenery is truly beautiful."

Ruri Chiyo's gaze remained fixed on the setting sun, her mature face flushed a delicate red, like a ripe apple. She gently stroked her belly, seemingly able to feel the baby's movements. She felt a little lost; was Yang Zhuihui her final destination? She disliked overly dissolute men, and Yang Zhuihui was the epitome of that. However, who could predict the future? So she decided to take it one step at a time.

Back at the prefect's residence, Huang Rong rushed towards Yang Zhuihui.

"Guo'er, you worried me to death!" Huang Rong hurriedly grabbed Yang Zhuihui's hand and said, "You can't do this again next time. Your aunt came here with you to help you. How could you go into the lion's den alone?"

"How could I be alone? I have Chiyo to help me." Yang Zhuihui also held Huang Rong's hand, feeling its soft and smooth texture, and said, "We've found out more or less about the situation over there. We can lead the army to attack tomorrow!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Your aunt is so proud of you." Huang Rong hugged Yang Zhuihui and said, "Once things are settled here, we can go back and reunite with them."

"Mmm!" Smelling the faint scent of milk on Huang Rong's body, Yang Zhuihui wished he could strip her naked and have his way with her.

After a moment, Yang Zhuihui said, "I'll take Chiyo back to her room first. She's exhausted from the journey."

"Okay, go ahead! Remember to take good care of her." As she spoke, Huang Rong's gaze fell on Chiyo's protruding belly.

Chapter 216. The two escorted

Liuli Qiandai back to her room. After chatting for a while, Yang Zhuihui told Liuli Qiandai to rest well, while he went to discuss the details of attacking the Divine Python Sect with Huang Rong, Lü Liang, and others. This matter could not afford the slightest mistake; if an accident occurred, Liuli Qiandai might leave him.

In this impending battle, Yang Zhuihui's role was quite peculiar, like someone simultaneously controlling pieces on both sides of a chessboard, ensuring they all participated in the battle while guaranteeing neither side was harmed.

Gathering Huang Rong, Lü Liang, and Ruan Feifeng, Yang Zhuihui pointed to a military map and asked, "Lord Lü, do you know where the Divine Python Sect's headquarters is?"

"Colorful Sand Forest."

"That's actually an illusion." Yang Zhuihui pressed his index finger to the Jiuxiang Cave, saying, "This is the Divine Python Sect's headquarters."

"How is that possible?" Lü Liang almost jumped up, exclaiming, "The Jiuxiang Cave is the abode of the Seven-Colored Divine Beast; how could it possibly be the Divine Python Sect's headquarters?"

“Preconceived notions lead to trouble,” Huang Rong interjected. “We always thought the cave was inhabited by the Seven-Colored Divine Beast, and no one would come or go, but the truth is exactly the opposite. But… aren’t the people of the Divine Python Sect always lurking in the Colorful Sand Forest?”

Faced with Huang Rong’s question, Yang Zhuihui’s mind raced. “If the people of the Divine Python Sect were openly entering and exiting through the cave entrance, wouldn’t we have known about their headquarters long ago?”

After a pause, observing their expressions, Yang Zhuihui continued, “The reason they lurk in the Colorful Sand Forest is to avoid exposing the location of their headquarters. That’s why they only appear in the Colorful Sand Forest during the day. Familiar with the terrain of the Colorful Sand Forest, they can easily find hiding places to ambush our people.

At night, they will leave the Colorful Sand Forest and return to their headquarters through the entrance of the Jiuxiang Cave. This is the main reason why we have always overlooked the fact that the Jiuxiang Cave is the headquarters of the Divine Python Sect.” Yang Zhuihui’s analysis made perfect sense, and they all nodded in agreement.

With a smile, Yang Zhuihui continued, "However, there's something else I wonder if Lord Lü is aware of? Many venomous pythons roam inside the cave; anyone who gets close will be poisoned and die."

"I was unaware of that."

"I have five pills here. After taking them, no matter what kind of venomous python, it won't dare approach." As he spoke, Yang Zhuihui produced the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder.

"Does that mean only five people can enter the cave?" Lü Liang asked.

"Exactly."

"That's meaningless." Lü Liang said, "According to Lord Yang, are you suggesting that five people take these pills and then enter the cave to fight the Divine Python Sect to the death?"

"Of course not." Yang Zhuihui smiled and continued, "Lure the snakes out of their cave, let the soldiers lying in ambush outside annihilate them all! Hehe, if they refuse to come out, we'll smoke them out!"

"Since Lord Yang is so confident, then please give me whatever you need; I'm willing to serve you faithfully!"

"Lord Lü, you flatter me."

They talked for another quarter of an hour before dispersing. Knowing his mission, Lü Liang had already sent messages by carrier pigeon to the prefects of Dali Prefecture and Yunnan Prefecture, requesting them to send troops to Chuxiong Prefecture overnight.

After dinner, Yang Zhuihui helped Liuli Qiandai back to her room.

Closing the door, Yang Zhuihui rubbed his hands together, saying, "Madam, I'm thirsty."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Liuli Qiandai remained motionless, only staring at the window, saying, "Close the window properly. I don't want anyone to see me."

After closing the window, Yang Zhuihui sat beside Liuli Qiandai, taking her hand, and asked, "Madam, are you ready?"

"I don't know what to do. It's up to you! But if anything happens to the Divine Python Sect tomorrow, I, Liuli Qiandai, will absolutely not let you off!"

"Absolutely not. I will handle it perfectly." Yang Zhuihui embraced Liuli Qiandai, his hand slowly tracing down her delicate face, easily slipping inside her collar. He was looking for the ties of her bodice when he directly touched a soft, warm mound of flesh. A gentle squeeze made Liuli Qiandai groan.

"Where's the bodice?" Yang Zhuihui asked, puzzled.

"It's so full, so I didn't wear a mask." Ruri Chiyo leaned on Yang Zhuihui's shoulder, letting him knead her, and said, "Be gentle, or it'll spray out."

"What spray out?"

"Milk...milk..."

Seeing Ruri Chiyo blush, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but laugh. The former femme fatale had vanished without a trace; now Ruri Chiyo was incredibly feminine. It seemed that Yang Zhuihui's rape was the wisest choice after all!

"Let me see." Yang Zhuihui was about to pull open Ruri Chiyo's clothes when there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, are you there?" Yuuki's voice came from outside.

Disturbed, Yang Zhuihui was a little annoyed, but he still obediently went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yuuki jumped into Yang Zhuihui's arms, her eyes narrowed into slits, and said coquettishly, "Brother, Yuuki wants to go out and eat something delicious, take Yuuki out quickly."

"Can we do it later?" Yang Zhuihui was in a dilemma. He didn't want to neglect Ruri Chiyo, and he wanted to eat pure, natural breast milk before the baby!

"Yang-kun, why don't you take Yuuki out for a walk? I'll stay here anyway."

Looking at the stunningly beautiful Ruri Chiyo, how could Yang Zhuihui bear to part with her? In his frustration, Yang Zhuihui suddenly hugged Yuuki and asked, "You just ate, so you're probably not hungry, but thirsty, right?"

"Yeah, that's right!"

"Hehe!" Yang Zhuihui cast a lewd glance at Ruri Chiyo.

Ruri Chiyo blushed and exclaimed, "You can't do that!"

"Yuuki, do you want some milk? That lady's milk is delicious," Yang Zhuihui coaxed.

"Yes!" Yuuki shouted.

"But she doesn't seem too keen. Go ask her." With that, Yang Zhuihui pushed Yuuki in front of Ruri Chiyo.

Yuuki looked at Ruri Chiyo with innocent eyes and said, "Sister, Yuuki is thirsty. Can you give Yuuki some milk?"

Before Ruri Chiyo could speak, Yang Zhuihui had already hugged her. Before she could react, Yang Zhuihui had pulled her clothes to the sides, revealing a pair of exceptionally full and perky breasts that bounced out, swaying constantly.

"Ah!" Ruri Chiyo cried out in surprise, trying to cover her breasts, but Yang Zhuihui's devilish hand had already supported the right one, gently squeezing it, and milky white milk overflowed from the nipple, its faint fragrance filling their nostrils. "Yuuki

, suck here, it tastes very good."

"Yang-kun, how could you corrupt Yuuki?" Ruri Chiyo blushed, flustered by Yang Zhuihui's sudden action, and could only let them do as they pleased. At this moment, Yuuki leaned over, opened his red lips, and gently took Ruri Chiyo's nipple into his mouth.

*Chirp, chirp, chirp…*

“Ugh… Yuuki… don’t suck… I can’t take it…”

After a few sucks, Yuuki sucked harder, instinctively squeezing Ruri Chiyo’s breast to squeeze out more milk. The sweet and sour milk made her almost reluctant to let go, wanting only to keep sucking like this.

“Oh…”

Being breastfed by her twin sister was something Ruri Chiyo never dreamed of. This sisterly taboo made her very nervous, even feeling that her lower body was already wet. Her whimpers turned into moans, the intermittent moans echoing in the room along with the chirping sounds of Yuuki sucking. After

a while, Yuuki finally let go, staring at the nipple that still had a little milk spilled out, licking it clean with her tongue, and laughed, “Sister, this is so delicious. When Yuuki’s belly gets bigger, I’ll give it to you too.”

“Mmm…” Ruri Chiyo gasped.

“Yuuki wants more.” After saying that, Yuuki took the nipple into her mouth again and sucked.

"Yuuki... be gentle... it tickles..."

Seeing the two sisters' blissful expressions, Yang Zhuihui, unwilling to be neglected, sat on the other side, bent down, and took Ruri Chiyo's other nipple into his mouth. He didn't just suck; he also stirred the nipple with his nimble tongue, stimulating Ruri Chiyo even more.

"Ugh... you two..."

Ruri Chiyo was almost exhausted, only able to cling to their necks, letting them do as they pleased. Occasionally, she would arch her back, trying to shove her entire breast into their mouths for even greater pleasure.

While enjoying the incredibly delicious milk, Yang Zhuihui's devilish hand had already lifted Ruri Chiyo's thin skirt, crawling along the smooth inner thigh towards her private parts.

Ruri Chiyo suddenly became alert, saying, "Yang-kun, you can't touch... ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Zhuihui's hand had already gripped her private parts, gently rubbing them, almost making Ruri Chiyo cry out.

"It's all wet."

"Don't say that... um... be gentle... it's itchy..."

Yang Zhuihui rubbed Ruri Chiyo's wet vulva through her panties, wanting to insert himself into her flesh, but these weren't briefs; to insert himself, he would have to take them off. However, that would disturb Yuuki's breastfeeding, so Yang Zhuihui could only continue to wait.

But being able to drink Ruri Chiyo's milk and rub her vulva was also very blissful!

After half an hour, Yuuki finally finished eating and was even burping. She then gave the entire battlefield to Yang Zhuihui, moved a chair over, and sat there watching the two of them. The white fox, who had somehow run in, was now nestled in her arms.

Yang Zhuihui laid Ruri Chiyo down on the bed and asked, "Are you ready?"

Ruri Chiyo, whose lower body was already soaking wet, didn't answer Yang Zhuihui. Instead, she turned her head to the side, ignoring him completely, while her thighs slowly parted, seemingly anticipating his penetration.

Completely undressing Ruri Chiyo, Yang Zhuihui stared at her swollen belly, gently stroking it, and said, "Even after the baby is born, you can't leave me, understand?"

"No way!" Ruri Chiyo huffed.

"Okay, okay, okay." Yang Zhuihui responded as he pulled down Ruri Chiyo's underpants, the part covering her vulva already soaked and almost transparent. Yang Zhuihui held them to his nose and smelled them, not finding them unpleasant, but rather a faint scent of pear blossoms.

"You took a bath?"

"Yes."

"Did you know what was going to happen, so you made sure to wash yourself clean?"

"No way!"

"Hehe, that's what I think anyway." Saying this, Yang Zhuihui had already stripped naked and climbed onto the bed, his erect penis throbbing excitedly up and down.

Seeing that large penis, Ruri Chiyo couldn't help but shudder, seemingly recalling the scene of being raped and forced to perform oral sex by Yang Zhuihui.

"Open your legs a little wider."

"Open them wider."

Yang Zhuihui lay between her thighs, staring at her swollen vulva overflowing with lustful fluid.

Yang Zhuihui remembered that five months ago, Ruri Chiyo's private parts were very small, and there was a carefully trimmed inverted triangular pubic hair on her mons pubis. But now her private parts were very full, with two fleshy mounds bulging, leaving only a small pink slit in the middle, which would slightly open with her breathing, revealing the wrinkled flesh.

In addition, the inverted triangular pubic hair had become a bit messy, it seemed that it hadn't been trimmed for a long time. With

Ruri Chiyo's belly so big, trimming her pubic hair as freely as before had become a very serious project. If she accidentally pressed on the fetus, it would be all over. So she hadn't trimmed her pubic hair anymore, right?

Chapter 217, Twin Flowers

Although this was just Yang Zhuihui's guess, he was indeed right.

"Let me taste it." Yang Zhuihui buried his head between Ruri Chiyo's thighs, opened his mouth and blocked the entrance of her fleshy hole, sucking hard.

"Oh!" Ruri Chiyo, who let out a cry of pleasure, couldn't help but clamp her thighs around Yang Zhuihui's neck, her whole body trembling.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhuihui had already inserted his tongue slowly in and out of Ruri Chiyo's fleshy hole.

"Yang-kun...don't come in...I can't take it anymore...uh..."

Yang Zhuihui ignored Ruri Chiyo and continued to thrust his tongue in and out, swallowing all the overflowing nectar. His nose would occasionally touch Ruri Chiyo's engorged clitoris, giving her even greater stimulation.

After performing oral sex on her for a while, Yang Zhuihui tilted his head back and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Ruri Chiyo glanced at Yang Zhuihui, about to speak, but couldn't help but laugh out loud, her voice trembling as she said, "There's a hair stuck to your nose."

Yang Zhuihui touched it, looking at the curly pubic hair, and laughed, "This is yours!"

"No way!" Ruri Chiyo's smile faded, and she turned her head to the side, ignoring Yang Zhuihui.

Yang Zhuihui moved forward, placing the sheet under Ruri Chiyo's buttocks, and said, "Clench your legs around my waist."

Ruri Chiyo didn't answer, but her movements were quite swift, her long, jade-like legs already clamping around Yang Zhuihui's waist.

Looking at Ruri Chiyo's large belly, Yang Zhuihui felt a little scared. Although having sex with a pregnant woman was very exciting, what if he harmed the fetus? However, since things had come to this point, Yang Zhuihui had no choice but to penetrate her.

Adjusting his position, Yang Zhuihui rubbed his penis against her wet vagina, the glans sliding back and forth between her labia, occasionally touching her extremely sensitive clitoris. Aroused by the stimulation, Ruri Chiyo wanted Yang Zhuihui to penetrate her immediately, but she couldn't learn to take the initiative, so she waited.

At this moment, the very curious Yuuki knelt by the bed, staring blankly at their genitals, and asked, "Brother, did you use this to penetrate Yuuki last time?"

"Yes."

"Yuuki is like this, how could you touch her?" Ruri Chiyo questioned.

"I will take good care of you sisters, don't worry." Afraid that Ruri Chiyo would question him again, Yang Zhuihui raised his buttocks, and his glans slowly pushed open her vaginal walls, little by little penetrating her body.

"Ugh..." Ruri Chiyo gripped the sheets tightly, her expression complex, a mixture of pain, pleasure, and worry.

Feeling Yang Zhuihui's hot penis slowly penetrate her, Ruri Chiyo almost stopped breathing. The fullness in her lower body nearly overwhelmed her; it was a feeling she had never experienced before, not even during her previous rape.

Halfway in, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Is this okay?"

"Then I'll start moving!"

"Mmm."

Yang Zhuihui took a deep breath, gently stroking Ruri Chiyo's large belly, and began to slowly thrust in and out, his movements extremely slow, as if afraid of harming the fetus.

"Chiyo, do you think our child will suck on my penis if they see it?"

"How should I know? That penis is yours. If the child sucks on it, you should know."

"It's so amazing!" Yuuki couldn't help but exclaim. "Brother's penis is so big, it can actually go in! It's so amazing! Yuuki wants brother's penis too!" Yuuki

reached out and smeared some milk on the white fox's lips, saying, "Little White, you should have some too, it tastes so good."

The white fox stuck out its little tongue and licked the milk, even sucking on Yuuki's finger several times.

"I'll feed you!" Yuuki bent down and took Ruri Chiyo's nipple into his mouth, sucking hard until his mouth was full of milk. Then he pried open the white fox's mouth and spat the milk into it little by little. Because there was so much, the white fox almost choked.

"Can you go faster?" Yang Zhuihui asked while thrusting.

"I'll tell you if it's too fast," Ruri Chiyo whispered.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhuihui increased the speed of his thrusts, watching the red penis enter and exit.

"Want some more?" Yushu asked, squinting.

The white fox let out a burp and shook its head vigorously.

"Mmm." Picking up the white fox, Yushu placed it on the table and said, "I'll help you get rid of your lice, don't move around!"

The white fox's screams immediately filled the room.

Covered by the white fox's screams, Ruri Chiyo's moans became much louder.

After thrusting for half an hour, Yang Zhuihui still showed no signs of ejaculating, but Ruri Chiyo had already orgasmed twice, her vagina becoming even wetter and slipperier, making a squelching sound.

"Yang-kun... I can't take it anymore..."

Because Ruri Chiyo was pregnant, Yang Zhuihui, unable to ejaculate immediately, couldn't thrust too fast, so he had to pull out his penis. As soon as it was pulled out, the still-open vagina gushed out a large pool of vaginal fluid.

Looking at Yang Zhuihui's seemingly even thicker penis, Ruri Chiyo said weakly, "Is Yang-kun still not coming? Then let's do it again."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yang Zhuihui stroked Ruri Chiyo's flushed cheeks and said, "No need, I'm already very satisfied. You're so tired, you should get a good rest tonight. I'll give you the most satisfactory answer tomorrow. You get some rest, I'll take Yuuki for a walk first, and I'll stay with you all night."

"No need, my belly is big, it's inconvenient for two people to sleep together, you should stay with Yuuki tonight! She needs more care, but you can't do anything reckless. Never mind, I know you'll do anything reckless anyway."

At this moment, Ruri Chiyo was still in the position of her legs wide open, her legs were a little numb from being fucked for so long.

"I know what I'm doing. Let me help you clean up first." Lowering the curtains, Yang Zhuihui walked out of the room and came back in a moment later with a basin of water. He wrung out the towel and carefully wiped Ruri Chiyo's swollen vulva.

"It will hurt...be gentle..."

After cleaning Liuli Qiandai's lower body, Yang Zhuihui covered her with a blanket and said, "Remember to rest well. I'll take you back to Dushi City after I finish dealing with things here. I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."

"Okay, go ahead! You Shu can't wait." Yang Zhuihui turned his head and saw that You Shu wasn't in a hurry at all. She was having a great time playing with the white fox. The poor white fox kept letting out pitiful cries because You Shu always plucked a lot of fur when she picked off the lice.

"Rest well."

After instructing her, Yang Zhuihui took You Shu's hand and walked outside. The poor white fox was still being abused in her arms.

They walked around outside for a full hour before the silly girl reluctantly returned to the prefect's mansion with Yang Zhuihui. Yang Zhuihui first took You Shu back to her room, then went to talk to Ruan Feinu about it, and then went to spend the night with You Shu.

Yang Zhuihui knew You Shu was tired from playing and wanted her to get some sleep, but her innocent teasing aroused him to the point of unbearable lust. He then thought, "We've already done it, one more time won't hurt," causing You Shu to scream and climax twice. Since Yang Zhuihui hadn't ejaculated before, he released all his pent-up semen into You Shu's uterus.

Feeling the heat of Yang Zhuihui's semen, You Shu shed tears of happiness, because she felt that this would allow her to conceive Yang Zhuihui's child, and she felt that only conceiving Yang Zhuihui's child would bring her the greatest happiness.

Early the next morning, after a quick wash and breakfast, Yang Zhuihui went with Lü Liang to the west gate, where at least a thousand soldiers had already gathered, all looking at Yang Zhuihui, waiting for his orders.

Before this, Yang Zhuihui had given the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder to Huang Rong, Ruan Feifeng, and Lü Liang respectively. Having obtained the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder, Lü Liang handed two pills to the leaders of the Dali and Yunnan prefectures responsible for dispatching troops. This ensured at least two outsiders could serve as witnesses in the suppression of the Divine Python Sect.

After a few brief instructions, Yang Zhuihui rode his three-headed phoenix towards the Jiuxiang Cave. Fearing disruption to the plan, Yang Zhuihui went alone, leaving Huang Rong and Ruan Feifeng with him.

This time, Yang Zhuihui didn't enter through the path strewn with venomous snakes. Instead, he had the three-headed phoenix stop at the entrance to the Jiuxiang Cave and went in alone.

Yang Zhuihui had expected to see another scene of many young women bathing, but he was disappointed. The members of the Divine Python Sect were gathered in the council hall; a rough count showed fewer than two hundred people.

"How are the preparations?" Bai Lan stood up, supporting herself on the stone seat.

"Everything is ready. I wonder if the leader's body is ready?"

"It's all ready. Don't worry, there won't be any mistakes on our end."

"Hmm, I understand." Yang Zhuihui looked at the virgin members of the sect and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. He asked, "Is this all the members of the Divine Python Sect?"

"This is only a small part. Most of the followers are in their respective strongholds because I trust you."

"Don't worry, leader! I'll go out and wait for the soldiers. Please hide them well."

"That's no problem. The Jiuxiang Cave is intricate and complex. Outsiders wouldn't dare to trespass. My daughter, Yuechan, will be meeting you later. You two must cooperate well, understand?"

Bai Lan's gaze lingered between Yang Zhuihui and Yuechan.

Although Yuechan didn't want to cooperate with Yang Zhuihui, she nodded for the sake of the Divine Python Sect.

After staying in the council hall for about half an hour, confirming that they were close to the Jiuxiang Cave, Yang Zhuihui went out and sat on the back of the three-headed phoenix, watching the approaching army.

Thinking that his carefully laid plans were about to take their most crucial step, Yang Zhuihui's heart raced. If he made this wrong move, he would lose everything, the consequences far beyond his wildest imagination. Two hundred followers inside would be sacrificed, Liuli Qiandai would turn against him, and Yang Zhuihui himself might be executed by the emperor for colluding with the Divine Python Sect!

Looking at Huang Rong and Ruan Feifeng riding ahead, Yang Zhuihui smiled faintly and walked towards them.

Dismounting, Huang Rong asked, "What's the situation inside?"

"No movement, but we can confirm there are people inside." Glancing at Lü Liang who had arrived shortly after, Yang Zhuihui continued, "I'll explain in detail once they're all here."

After a quarter of an hour, over a thousand soldiers had crowded outside the Jiuxiang Cave, holding red-tasseled spears, awaiting Yang Zhuihui's orders.

Looking them over, Yang Zhuihui raised his command token and said, "The entire army must obey my orders. Anyone who dares to disobey will be executed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

"Because the cave is teeming with venomous snakes, you all just need to wait here. I..." Before Yang Zhuihui could finish speaking, a soldier pointed a red-tasseled spear at a blood-soaked girl in blue.

Turning around, she saw Yuechan rush out with a terrified expression, crying out, "The Blood Python has been born, the Divine Python Cult is finished... The Blood Python has been born, the Divine Python Cult is finished!" With that, she collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Yang Zhuihui rushed over, but instead of playing the hero, he held a sword to her throat and shouted, "What happened inside?"

Yuechan wanted to explode at the sight of Yang Zhuihui, but she had to continue playing the tragic role, so she sobbed, "The seven-colored blood python in the cave has awakened! Our entire sect has been killed! Waaaaah..." (
Chapter 218, May 26th)

Huang Rong stepped forward and hurriedly said, "Guo'er, don't fall for their tricks."

"Feifeng, check her injuries." Ruan Feifeng, who already knew Yang Zhuihui's plan, squatted down and took Yuechan's pulse, sighing, "Her meridians are disordered, the poisoning is too deep, her life is in danger."

She then examined Yuechan's eyelids and continued, "She's been poisoned by snake venom."

"I have some questions for her, please help me save her," Yang Zhuihui said loudly, turning around. "I heard there's a giant snake inside the cave, but the Emperor's order cannot be disobeyed. So, those who have taken the elixir, please come in with me. The rest of you wait outside, and do not act rashly!"

Huang Rong, Lü Liang, and two others who had taken the Three Poisons and Seven Snakes Powder followed Yang Zhuihui into the Jiuxiang Cave. Ruan Feifeng was responsible for treating Yue Chan.

They hadn't gone far when they heard the sounds of venomous snakes and saw various colored pythons slithering in and out of the shadows. Huang Rong and Lü Liang remained calm, but the other two were terrified, constantly watching the ground, afraid of stepping on a snake.

Near the council hall, a scream came from the stone door on the left.

"Quick, go!"

Yang Zhuihui hurriedly slipped through the door, followed by the other four.

A strong smell of blood assaulted their nostrils, interspersed with the screams of women, seemingly not far ahead.

"Be careful, all four of you," Yang Zhuihui warned, then quietly drew his dragon-carved sword and quickened his pace.

Reaching the pool, he roared and leaped in.

"Guo'er!" Huang Rong called out.

When the four arrived at the pool, Yang Zhuihui was standing in the blood-stained water. A gigantic snake lay in the water, its head severed, trampled under Yang Zhuihui's foot. Hundreds of corpses floated on the surface, some missing limbs, some even headless.

Yang Zhuihui looked up at them, sighed, and leaped out.

Landing, he shook the blood off his sword and said, "That snake was truly despicable; it bit all the followers to death."

Huang Rong covered her nose, squinting at the corpses. She was about to speak when she glanced at Yang Zhuihui and said, "Now we can only go out and ask that person to find out what happened."

"Yes, let's go out," Lü Liang and the others, their skin crawling with fear, quickly turned back upon hearing Yang Zhuihui's words.

Emerging from the Jiuxiang Cave, Ruan Feifeng was feeding Yuechan water.

"How are her injuries?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

"She won't live more than an hour. The snake venom is too deep; it has seeped into her entire body. I can't save her."

"Cough cough..." Yuechan looked at Yang Zhuihui with unfocused eyes, weakly asking, "What happened to them?"

"I'm sorry, they're all dead." Yang Zhuihui knelt on one knee, supporting Yuechan, and asked, "Where is your leader?"

"The leader... the leader was the first to fight the giant python, and everyone else went to help, while I went out to find reinforcements. But if even the leader is dead, then all of this is meaningless. Cough cough, is the leader really dead?"

"Hmm." Yang Zhuihui nodded.

"Then I'll be able to see the leader soon, hehe." Yuechan grabbed Yang Zhuihui's sleeve and said, "Are you satisfied now? If the giant python hadn't woken up, we could have definitely killed you, but..."

"It's all over." Yang Zhuihui looked at the Jiuxiang Cave and said, "Auntie, Lord Lü, now that the main altar has been destroyed by the giant python, are we considered to have completed our mission of annihilating the Divine Python Sect?"

"Hmm." Lü Liang nodded, his gaze falling on Huang Rong.

"We've completed our mission." Huang Rong also nodded.

"Then what about her?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

“Let’s find a place to bury her after she dies,” Lü Liang suggested. “We can’t let her rot in the wilderness.”

“No!” Yue Chan said in a trembling voice, “I want to go back to the leader’s side. I want to die with them at the main altar.”

Yang Zhuihui picked up the blood-covered Yue Chan and said, “She’s going to die soon anyway. I’ll do a good deed and take her back to my companions.”

“Then…”

“You wait for me outside. I’ll check if there are any remaining members of the Divine Python Cult in the cave. Don’t go in without my permission. There are a lot of snakes.” Yang Zhuihui’s half-threatening words gave them goosebumps again; firstly, because there were indeed too many venomous snakes in the cave, and secondly, because the deaths of those Divine Python Cult members were too gruesome. Fear made them nod and agree hastily.

Carrying Yuechan into the Jiuxiang Cave, after walking for a while, Yuechan, looking like a dead fish, pinched Yang Zhuihui's waist hard, jumped to the ground, and said, "Don't make me play such a lousy role again!"

"I think you're quite suitable, hehe."

"Nonsense!" Yuechan stuck her tongue out at Yang Zhuihui and said, "Considering you saved the Divine Python Sect, all past grudges are forgiven. But you must treat my aunt well, or I'll strangle you to death!"

"Should I thank you?" Yang Zhuihui crossed his arms, held the back of his head, and followed behind Yuechan.

"Why are you following me?" Yuechan turned around and glared at Yang Zhuihui.

"Because I still need to deliver you to the sect leader." Yang Zhuihui said matter-of-factly.

"Go, go, go! Go and control your lackeys. I'm perfectly healthy, I don't need your help."

"Okay, I'll seal the entrance when I go out later. From now on, you can only enter and exit through that path."

"Alright, then no one will bother us." Yang Zhuihui stopped and said, "I'll see you off here. Please give my regards to Master Bai."

"No need to see me off." Yue Chan waved her hand and continued on her way.

"Can you smile at me?" Yang Zhuihui called out.

Yue Chan turned around, revealing a somewhat exaggerated smile, and said through gritted teeth, "General Yang, are you satisfied now?"

"So-so. You have to smile for me next time! Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Yang Zhuihui breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had dealt with the Divine Python Sect, he felt a little disappointed, wondering if it was because he hadn't had a chance to soak in that carnal hot spring.

He hadn't walked far when Yuechan ran back, saying, "My mother told you to come here after sunset."

"No problem."

"Goodbye!"

"Okay."

Waving to Yuechan again, Yang Zhuihui's steps became much lighter. He seemed to see himself and the women of the Divine Bridge Cult in a sensual scene at the hot spring, and his penis became aroused!

Emerging from the Jiuxiang Cave, Yang Zhuihui looked dejected. He ordered his soldiers to bury the prepared explosives at the cave entrance and ignite them.

Boom! With a deafening roar, the rocks above the cave entrance collapsed, completely blocking it.

After the smoke cleared, Yang Zhuihui sent men to inspect the collapsed area. Only after confirming that even if there were survivors inside, they couldn't possibly come out alive did he order a retreat.

On the way here, Yang Zhuihui rode the Three-Headed Phoenix alone; on the return journey, he took Huang Rong and Ruan Feifeng with him.

Looking at the boundless clear sky, Huang Rong said, "Guo'er, sometimes I really admire your acting skills."

"Why do you say that

, Aunt?" "That corpse is simply... never mind, I won't ask any more questions. Anyway, you're all grown up now, and you know how to handle many things on your own. I just hope you can tell me before you do anything. If it's the right thing to do, I will fully support you."

Sitting at the front, Huang Rong's hair was ruffled by the wind, and her eyes narrowed into slits.

"I will consider everything carefully before I do anything, Mother-in-law, please rest assured."

"Hmm. Are you planning to take that Miss Chiyo back with you?"

"Yes."

"Alright. But when you get to Dushi City, you must keep it a secret. You are the son-in-law of our Guo family and the current General Huaiyuan. You must consider your reputation no matter what you do, understand?"

"I understand all of that." Yang Zhuihui was a little confused. It turned out that he had become a big star in this era, attracting attention wherever he went. Fortunately, there were no cameras, recorders, or other modern products, otherwise his romantic affairs might have been secretly filmed, and another sex scandal might have occurred.

"It's good that you understand," Huang Rong sighed.

"Don't think about that too much now. Mother-in-law, when do you plan to set off back?"

"Anytime is fine, you decide! But remember to take care of everything."

"Yes, ma'am."

Upon returning to Chuxiong Prefecture, Yang Zhuihui told Liuli Qiandai the good news. Knowing that the Divine Python Sect was safe and sound, Liuli Qiandai was naturally overjoyed and gave Yang Zhuihui a deep kiss.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to nurse again, and she generously embraced him, letting him drink fresh milk like a baby. Whenever Yang Zhuihui suckled her nipple forcefully, Liuli Qiandai couldn't help but moan.

After Lü Liang returned, Yang Zhuihui specifically chatted with him to make sure he was very satisfied with the results and would soon send a message by carrier pigeon to report to the capital. Only then did Yang Zhuihui breathe a sigh of relief. Of course, it didn't mean much if only Lü Liang reported it. Once the reports from Dali Prefecture and Yunnan Prefecture reached the capital, Jiajing would definitely believe that the Divine Python Sect had been wiped out.

All day long, Yang Zhuihui stayed close to Liuli Qiandai. Occasionally, You Shu would come and disrupt them, even trying to get Liuli Qiandai to nurse the white fox. Liuli Qiandai was extremely unwilling, and in the end, You Shu had no choice but to continue "helping" the white fox pick lice.

After successfully annihilating the Divine Python Cult, Lü Liang originally planned to host a banquet for Yang Zhuihui that evening, but Yang Zhuihui remembered that he still had to go to the Jiuxiang Cave that night, so he declined, only having dinner with them and waiting for nightfall.

As the last rays of light were swallowed by darkness, Yang Zhuihui quietly rode the Three-Headed Phoenix towards the Jiuxiang Cave.

When he flew above the Colorful Sand Forest, Yang Zhuihui was a little frustrated because, with the naked eye, he had no idea where the entrance to the main altar was; all he could see was darkness.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, he suddenly saw a light below and ahead, and he quickly ordered the Three-Headed Phoenix to land near the light.

Upon landing, a Miao girl stepped forward and smiled, "Young Master Yang, the sect leader knew you might not be able to find the entrance, so he ordered me to wait here."

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?" "

With such a big event happening here today, no one will come. Besides, this place is high up; to see the torches, you'd have to climb up the colorful sand dunes, and I believe no one would be willing to do that." She said proudly.

"You're very clever."

"It's all thanks to the sect leader's excellent guidance. Alright, Young Master Yang, please follow me."

As they descended the steps, the pythons scattered at the sight of the firelight, though their hissing remained distinct, as if they might attack at any moment. Nevertheless, they continued down the steps and into the slightly damp cavern.

"How long have you been a member of the Divine Python Cult?" Yang Zhuihui asked, staring at her shapely buttocks.

"Almost two years."

"I also want to join. Can you tell me the requirements?" Yang Zhuihui actually knew the requirements, but he wanted to tease her a bit.

"A virgin." Her answer was crisp and clear.

"A virgin... uh, are you?"

The girl turned around and smiled faintly, "Perhaps not tonight."

"Why?"

"I don't know either. Let's go, the leader is waiting for us!"

Chapter 219, Which is more comfortable?

Approaching the first hot spring, Yang Zhuihui heard the girls' playful voices again. After walking several dozen steps, he saw more than a dozen naked girls playing in the hot spring, making silvery laughter. They were lying down, standing, kneeling, crawling, hugging, licking, and fiddling with each other, their movements extremely varied. When they saw Yang Zhuihui, they all turned their gaze to him, and some even greeted him with somewhat lewd laughter.

As he walked past, Yang Zhuihui's saliva almost dripped into the hot spring.

Seeing Yang Zhuihui's absent-minded appearance, the girl smiled and said, "The leader is waiting for you in the hot spring ahead!"

Thinking of the silver-haired leader standing in the water seducing him, Yang Zhuihui immediately quickened his pace.

"So cute." The girl in the pool smiled.

When he reached the council hall, Yang Zhuihui froze.

The hot spring was deserted, save for the reflection of the torches. Bai Lan sat on a stone seat.

Her attire was very simple: a plain white gauze dress, her silver hair tied up. A faint smile graced her young face, her thin lips alluring red, her almond eyes captivating. While not possessing celestial beauty, she was undeniably stunning. However, what Yang Zhuihui most wanted to know was how she maintained such youthful appearance.

He might believe she was Yue Chan's older sister, but he simply wouldn't believe she was Yue Chan's mother, as there was absolutely no indication that she was over thirty; she looked no different from a twenty-year-old girl.

After a day and a half of recuperation, Bai Lan's body had almost fully recovered, but the internal energy weakened by the expulsion of snake venom would take a year and a half to recover.

Standing up, she walked to Yang Zhuihui and stroked his cheek, saying, "So smooth."

"Uh..." Yang Zhuihui was speechless.

Staring at Bai Lan's fair and rosy face, Yang Zhuihui reached out and touched her face, saying, "Master, your face is so smooth, like a baby's."

"How dare you!" The girl beside him called out to stop Yang Zhuihui's inappropriate behavior, but Bai Lan gestured for her to step back, allowing Yang Zhuihui to continue touching her face.

After the girl left, only Yang Zhuihui and Bai Lan remained in the council hall. They stared at each other, Yang Zhuihui's gaze intense, while Bai Lan's eyes were like those of a hunter eyeing its prey.

After a while, Bai Lan removed Yang Zhuihui's hand and said, "Don't you find this tiring?"

"No." Yang Zhuihui's gaze shifted downwards, focusing on Bai Lan's breasts that swayed with her breath, and said, "If the Master wants me to put my hand elsewhere, I don't mind."

"Like here?" Bai Lan cupped her left breast in her hand.

"Yes!" Yang Zhuihui responded, then tried to pull Bai Lan into his arms, but Bai Lan turned and sat down on the stone seat.

"Hehe, Yang Guo, it seems you're just like any other man, only thinking about getting a woman's body."

"It's instinct. Male-female love is natural. As Gaozi said: 'Food and sex are human nature.' I'm merely putting the words of my ancestors into practice. Besides, what meaning does a woman's body have without a man's appreciation and caress?"

Bai Lan leaned against the stone seat, one hand supporting her chin, and scrutinized Yang Zhuihui, saying, "Actually, women can also appreciate other women, bringing them greater pleasure—something men cannot provide." "

I don't believe it."

"Then I'll show you." Bai Lan clapped her hands, and two stunningly beautiful girls, dressed only in undergarments and trousers, emerged, standing shyly on either side of Bai Lan.

"I absolutely don't believe it," Yang Zhuihui continued to provoke. Only through constant stimulation could he witness a feast of lust.

"Wan'er, Mu'er, you two let Young Master Yang see a woman's self-sufficiency; don't be shy."

"Yes, Master!" Wan'er

and Mu'er embraced, their thin lips pressed together, gently sucking and exploring each other's mouths with their fragrant tongues. At the same time, their slender fingers grasped each other's breasts, kneading them rhythmically, emitting pleasurable moans.

Watching this erotic scene, Yang Zhuihui's crotch bulged high. He desperately wanted to fuck these two lustful women to death, but with Bai Lan present, he dared not act recklessly.

"Wan'er, attack Mu'er's lower body, let Young Master Yang see clearly," Bai Lan commanded.

"Mmm...okay..."

The two untied each other's bodices, revealing two pairs of firm, proud breasts, their nipples already engorged and hard.

Walking up to Yang Zhuihui, Wan'er knelt on the ground, pulling Mu'er's underpants down to her knees. In front of Yang Zhuihui, she gently pinched and pulled apart Mu'er's labia majora, saying, "Please, Young Master Yang, see clearly how I make Mu'er feel good." Yang

Zhuihui bent down and stared at Mu'er's hairless genitals. Her labia were pink, and the flesh inside her vulva gleamed with a faint, lustful light. The protruding clitoris clearly indicated that this woman was aroused. Moreover, the narrow opening was slightly contracting and opening with her breath, releasing fragrant nectar.

"Sister Wan'er, lick it quickly," Mu'er said coquettishly.

"Young Master Yang, are you seeing clearly?" Wan'er asked.

"Chew, mmm."

"Then I'll begin." Wan'er extended her fragrant tongue and circled it around Mu'er's clitoris, while also kneading Mu'er's labia with her fingers.

"Oh... Sister Wan'er... So good... Mu'er feels so good... Hurry up..."

Wan'er's tongue slowly moved towards the entrance and inserted itself, gently stirring inside. Since the tip of her tongue couldn't reach the hymen, Wan'er's movements were a bit intense, thrusting in and out with her tongue while sucking vigorously, tasting the lustful juices Mu'er spurted out, and even grabbing and kneading Mu'er's breasts with one hand.

Faced with the erotic scene so close at hand, Yang Zhuihui was practically drooling. Looking at Mu'er's slightly parted cherry lips, Yang Zhuihui really wanted to pull out his penis and stuff it into her mouth, but now Bai Lan was going to show Yang Zhuihui that women could also make women feel good, and he absolutely couldn't interfere, so he could only stand there and watch.

Seeing Yang Zhuihui's lecherous appearance, Bai Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Young Master Yang really does keep 'food and sex are human nature' in mind all along!"

Yang Zhuihui continued staring at Mu'er's engorged private parts, which had been licked, and said, "I'm a very direct person; I can't pretend." Bai

Lan's smile faded, and she said, "Yang Guo, let me ask you, now that the court believes you've annihilated our Divine Python Sect, isn't your next step to return to the capital?"

"Of course."

"Aren't you courting death? The Shangqing Palace will never let you and those around you go!"

"But I absolutely must go back. If all else fails, I'll take them away from that place of trouble."

Bai Lan walked up to Yang Zhuihui and said quietly, "As long as the Shangqing Palace remains, you'll never find peace."

"Then what does the Sect Leader mean..."

"You're a smart man; I don't need to spell it out."

"However, dealing with the Shangqing Palace won't be easy; they're far too unfathomable."

"Don't forget, the Divine Python Sect is the Shangqing Palace's sworn enemy. Since they're enemies, they naturally have their reasons for fear." Bai Lan hooked her arm around Yang Zhuihui's neck, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "You killed the Seven-Colored Blood Python and saved our Divine Python Sect. I must repay this favor. I'll send Yuechan back with you; she'll help you bring down the Shangqing Palace. Afterwards, remember to send her back, understand?"

"Okay!"

"Let me make this clear: if you dare lay a finger on my daughter, I'll make you wish you were dead." As she spoke, Bai Lan was practically pressed against Yang Zhuihui, her swollen breasts squeezing against his chest.

"Yes, I know. But, Master..."

"What is it?" Yang Zhuihui pointed to Bai Lan's chest and said, "I've almost flattened this."

"You really are an interesting man." Bai Lan looked at Mu'er, who was moaning, leaned over and kissed her lips, asking, "Mu'er, is it comfortable?"

"Mmm... Master... Mu'er is very comfortable... Oh..."

"Master Bai, you've always believed that women bring more pleasure to other women than men, but without a man to compare, how would you know?"

"So you mean to make a comparison?"

"This junior is willing to serve you." Yang Zhuihui cupped his hands in greeting.

"Hehe, this is quite interesting." Bai Lan was silent for a moment, then said, "But all the disciples of the Divine Python Sect are virgins. Wouldn't it be too good for you to 'serve' them?"

"Without comparison, how can we draw a conclusion? If Mu'er says she feels better when I'm with her, then the conclusion will be clear."

Facing Yang Zhuihui's provocation, Bai Lan playfully teased Mu'er's nipples and asked, "Mu'er, what are your thoughts?"

"If... if the sect leader still allows Mu'er to stay in the Divine Python Sect after I lose my virginity... Mu'er is willing to try..."

"Alright, Yang Guo, let's make a bet. If I win, you castrate yourself; if you win, the Divine Python Sect will be under your command!"

Losing means castrating yourself, winning means getting the entire Divine Python Sect—it's a huge gamble. Moreover, if Mu'er insists that Yang Zhuihui doesn't make her feel comfortable at all, then Yang Zhuihui will have to say goodbye to his big penis.

"Yang Guo, just agree!" Yue Chan appeared out of nowhere.

"Do you want to see me castrate myself?" Yang Zhuihui said disdainfully.

"Mother, let me say a few words to him." Pulling Yang Zhuihui to a corner, Yuechan whispered, "You're so powerful, even my aunt was willing to submit to you, Mu'er will definitely be willing too, and will even say it's more comfortable to do it with you, so you agree!"

"Your words seem to hide a murderous intent."

"Kill you my foot!" Yuechan whispered in Yang Zhuihui's ear, "My mother has no internal energy left, and can no longer serve as the leader of the Divine Python Sect. She wants to pass the leadership to me, but the ritual requires me to have sex with a hundred women. I don't want to do that with them! So you must do it with Mu'er!"

"If I get the leadership, will I also have to have sex with a hundred women?"

"You'll have to ask my mother about that." Yuechan put on a fierce look and said, "So for my sake, you must agree, otherwise I won't go back to the North with you, and you'll be dead."

Yang Zhuihui chuckled dryly, "Is this a plea or a threat?"

"Both." Yuechan glared at Yang Zhuihui and turned away.

"How about it, Young Master Yang?" Bai Lan chuckled.

Looking at Mu'er's dazed eyes and flushed skin, Yang Zhuihui really wanted to go and have his way with her. But if she insisted that she felt better with Wan'er, wouldn't Yang Zhuihui have to obediently cut off his own penis? Losing the whole forest for Mu'er's virginity was extremely unwise.

"If it doesn't work out, then forget it," Bai Lan provoked.

"Fine!" Yang Zhuihui blurted out.

As a man, Yang Zhuihui was determined to win this competition, and this competition wasn't simply about becoming the sect leader or having sex with Mu'er, but about making all the followers of the Divine Python Sect realize one fact: male-female intercourse is natural, and female-female love is only supplementary, not the mainstream!

"Wan'er, step aside!"

As soon as Wan'er moved away, Mu'er, exhausted, knelt on the ground with a thud, panting like a female dog. Her drooping breasts appeared even larger, trembling slightly, her eyes glazed as she gazed at Yang Zhuihui's crotch.

Chapter 220, Unbridled Demand

Staring at Mu'er, a girl with a youthful face and large breasts, Yang Zhuihui turned his head and asked, "Master, is she here?"

"Wait." Bai Lan clapped her hands, and more than twenty Miao girls came out, surrounding Yang Zhuihui and Mu'er, curiously sizing up Yang Zhuihui.

"Alright, we can begin. These are all witnesses. If you win, you will be the next master of the Divine Gambling Sect. If you lose, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Bai Lan said coquettishly, "Mu'er, it's your turn now."

Mu'er didn't say a word, crawling to Yang Zhuihui like a female dog, unbuckling his belt, pulling down his pants, revealing an enormous penis erect at a 45-degree angle, its glans secreting glistening droplets.

"Wow!" The women exclaimed in amazement.

Playing with the hot, hard penis, Mu'er exclaimed, "It's so big, it'll tear if it goes in."

Yang Zhuihui was about to comfort her when Mu'er opened her mouth and took the glans in, sucking on it and grasping at Yang Zhuihui's penis.

Yang Zhuihui shuddered, almost ejaculating from Mu'er's sudden attack.

Bai Lan, sitting on the stone seat, laughed, "Young Master Yang, if you go soft, you'll lose!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuihui quickly pulled out his penis.

"I want more!" Mu'er cried.

"Little slut, now it's my turn. Turn around!"

"Okay." Mu'er turned around, half-lying down, raising her plump, white buttocks high, revealing her fertile triangle, her opening already slightly open from arousal, slowly flowing with fragrant nectar.

Mu'er's fingers slowly slid along the crevice of her flesh, moaning as she said, "Young Master Yang, Mu'er's first time is with you. If you can't make Mu'er feel good, then Mu'er will be your last woman."

Faced with Mu'er's curse, Yang Zhuihui absolutely couldn't let it come true, so he had to make Mu'er feel pleasure to the point of death!

Kneeling on the ground, Yang Zhuihui first inserted his tongue into Mu'er's vagina and stirred it.

"Oh!" Mu'er gently swayed her plump buttocks, letting her entire vulva rub against Yang Zhuihui's face to gain greater pleasure.

Since Mu'er had already been aroused by Wan'er to the point of overflowing lustful fluids, Yang Zhuihui didn't need to do any foreplay at all. However, he wanted to arouse Mu'er's sexual desire to another level, in order to make her reach orgasm in one thrust, so he continued to use his tongue to poke her honey hole, using the tip of his tongue to hook the engorged clitoris, and occasionally even taking both labia into his mouth and sucking them hard. Streams of lustful fluids gushed out of the opening, all of which Yang Zhuihui swallowed clean.

"Oh...Young Master Yang...it's so itchy...go in a little more...it's so itchy..."

Despite Mu'er's request, Yang Zhuihui didn't satisfy her. He continued sucking until his mouth felt a little sore, then he moved his body, letting the head of his penis press against the entrance of Mu'er's vagina.

Mu'er trembled slightly and said, "Young Master Yang, hurry up and put it in."

Looking at Bai Lan's smiling face, Yang Zhuihui said, "Only men can reach a woman's depth; it's something women can't do. Sect Leader Bai, watch closely!"

Before Bai Lan could speak, Yang Zhuihui thrust in forcefully, his glans breaking through the hymen and pressing tightly against the clitoris, penetrating all the way in!

"Ah!" Mu'er's whole body convulsed, the intense pain and tingling sensation mingling, eroding every cell of her body, almost causing her to lose herself in a sea of lust.

Bai Lan smiled faintly, "You're behind me, so you can't see Mu'er's expression. But I can tell you, Mu'er's expression is one of great pain, like she's been stabbed hard."

"I know." Yang Zhuihui pressed down on Mu'er, grasping one of her breasts in each hand, finding the nipples, gently pinching them, sometimes rotating them to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes pressing them in, sometimes pulling them out, and saying, "Mu'er, does it feel good?" "

Mmm...so...good..." Yang Zhuihui was about to boast to Bai Lan when Mu'er added, "But Sister Wan'er makes it even more comfortable, it doesn't hurt."

"Hehe, Young Master Yang, if you don't work harder, you'll bleed down there too!"

Yang Zhuihui was a little annoyed, so he could only begin to slowly thrust, his eyes fixed on the blood streaks on his penis.

After thrusting slowly for about thirty times, feeling that Mu'er's vaginal opening seemed to have opened considerably, Yang Zhuihui began thrusting wildly, easily pushing Mu'er to orgasm.

"Whistle!"

Mu'er's whole body convulsed as she lay on the ground enjoying her first orgasm. The feeling, as if she had been tossed into the clouds and then violently thrown into the sea, was something she had never experienced before. Moreover, Yang Zhuihui's thick penis was still thrusting in and out of her vagina, hitting her G-spot every time.

"Is it good?" Yang Zhuihui asked again.

This time Mu'er didn't speak, but closed her eyes, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm.

Seeing that Mu'er didn't react, Yang Zhuihui suddenly pulled out his penis.

"I want more!" Mu'er cried out.

"So, is it comfortable?"

Mu'er looked up at the cult leader, not daring to speak, but sticking her buttocks out even higher, and said, "Hurry up and put it in."

Yang Zhuihui thrust in again, pressing tightly against Mu'er's clitoris, and asked, "Isn't it comfortable?"

"Ugh...move a little...Young Master Yang..."

Facing Mu'er, who only knew how to ask but didn't want to express her true feelings, Yang Zhuihui certainly had a way to deal with her. After thrusting in and out quickly for more than twenty times, he suddenly pulled out his penis.

"I want more, Young Master Yang..."

"Is it comfortable?"

"Comfortable, very comfortable." Mu'er, whose thoughts were in disarray from being penetrated, blurted out.

Yang Zhuihui thrust in again, grabbed Mu'er's slender waist, and fell backward.

"Ah!" With Mu'er's scream, she was already sitting on Yang Zhuihui's abdomen, and his penis was completely swallowed by her honey hole.

Lying on the ground, Yang Zhuihui grabbed Mu'er's slender waist and said, "Move yourself."

Mu'er supported herself with her hands on the ground, constantly swaying her hips, enjoying the great pleasure brought by the friction of her sexual organs.

The surrounding followers were stunned. It was obvious that Mu'er was going to have sex with Yang Zhuihui, and she was so proactive and seductive. If she didn't like intercourse, why would she be so proactive?

"Is it more comfortable with your sister Wan'er, or with me?"

"It's more comfortable with Young Master Yang," Mu'er blurted out. Yang Zhuihui

looked at the silent Bai Lan with a smug look, and even raised his buttocks to thrust forcefully several times. Mu'er's moans echoed in the cave, and the slapping sound of their genitals hitting each other reached everyone's ears. Yue Chan, standing next to Bai Lan, couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together, because she felt that she was already wet down there.

"Sect Leader Bai, are you satisfied?"

Bai Lan frowned and said, "You win! From now on, you must take good care of the Divine Python Sect and not let any of the disciples of the Divine Python Sect get into any trouble, understand?"

"I will." Feeling Mu'er's flesh tightening, Yang Zhuihui pressed her down and began to thrust in and out with great force.

As Mu'er screamed hysterically, she reached another sexual climax, repeatedly calling out Yang Zhuihui's name. The surrounding cult members were all aroused.

After resting for a while, Yang Zhuihui pulled out his wet penis and sat on the ground, panting. Mu'er leaned against him to rest, feeling that her martial arts had been completely crippled by Yang Zhuihui's large penis, leaving her with no strength.

Although her lower body was still aching after the frenzy, she still wanted to continue experiencing this ecstatic feeling, but she was worried that the cult leader would blame her for being so weak, so she simply stayed in Yang Zhuihui's arms.

"Help Mu'er go back to rest. I have something to say to the new cult leader, Yang Guo." After a pause, Bai Lan said, "Chan'er, you go and rest first. Mother will talk to you tonight."

"Cheers."

Looking at Yue Chan's slightly strange walking posture, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but want to ask her if she was wet, but with Bai Ce present, Yang Zhuihui had to keep quiet.

After they all withdrew, Bai Lan said, "The Black Left Envoy cannot go back with you."

"Why?" Yang Zhuihui asked in surprise.

"You said the capital is rife with undercurrents, so why take the Black Left Envoy on this risky journey?"

"I just want her to stay by my side forever."

"So, do you want forever, or just a fleeting moment?"

"Forever."

"Well, then after you've dealt with things there, take the Black Left Envoy wherever she wants to go!"

Although somewhat reluctant, Yang Zhuihui nodded, because what he truly wanted was forever. He couldn't understand the Shangqing Palace at all; if he took Liuli Qiandai back to Dushi City, she might become a bargaining chip for the Shangqing Palace to threaten Daoji.

“Bring the Black Left Envoy here when you have time.” After a pause, Bai Lan asked, “When do you plan to go back?”

“No surprises, it should be tomorrow or the day after.”

“My daughter will go north with you then.” Bai Lan stood up, clapped her hands, and the girl who had guided Yang Zhuihui in earlier reappeared. “Qing Si, when you escort the new leader out of the cave, don’t you dare make any advances on him!”

“Qing Si understands.”

After saying goodbye to Bai Lan, Yang Zhuihui walked out with Qing Si. There were still three followers soaking in the hot spring outside. When they heard Qing Si say that Yang Zhuihui was the new leader, they all exclaimed in surprise and wanted to pull Yang Zhuihui down to bathe. However, Yang Zhuihui knew that if he satisfied them, it would be too late to go back, so he politely declined their invitation. Anyway, there would be many more opportunities to spend time with them in the future, and turning them from girls into women would be very easy.

Thinking about the countless virgins waiting for him to develop in the Divine Python Sect, Yang Zhuihui’s mouth was practically watering.

“Let’s go, or it will be late.” Qing Si urged.

Yang Zhuihui waved to them and continued walking.

As they ascended the steps, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Want to try something exciting with me?"

"No."

"Why?" "

The former leader said so." Qingsi glanced back at Yang Zhuihui and said, "Even though you're the new leader, it's just a title. I still have to listen to Leader Bai. Unless you can stay at the headquarters forever, but that's impossible, hehe! So you should just go back obediently. We'll have a chance to meet again later."

"That's right, then let's do something exciting together next time!"

Qingsi grabbed Yang Zhuihui's crotch and said suggestively, "The most exciting thing is this, remember next time!"

After seeing Yang Zhuihui off at the stone gate and watching him mount the three-headed phoenix, Qingsi turned and walked back.

Back at the prefect's residence, Yang Zhuihui wanted to have a good talk with Liuli Qianyi, but found her room lights were off. He went to find Youshu instead, only to find her asleep. Yang Zhuihui tiptoed out of bed, undressed, and climbed in. As soon as he lay down, a piercing scream from a white fox filled the room, waking Youshu.

Youshu's hand patted under Yang Zhuihui's bottom, pulling the nearly flattened white fox out and holding it in her arms. She mumbled sleepily, "Brother, Xiaobai will sleep with me from now on. You can't take its place, okay?"

"Okay..." Yang Zhuihui tried to get off the bed, but Youshu added, "It sleeps on me, you sleep next to it."

Looking at the white fox's eerie eyes, Yang Zhuihui really wanted to expose its true nature. He didn't want to be unable to be intimate with Youshu because of a white fox! However, he could say goodbye to the white fox once they got back, so Yang Zhuihui had to restrain himself.

But would he have to fight Poppy to the death then?

Chapter 221, The Cunning and Scheming

Yang Zhuihui was somewhat bewildered, sighing softly. He reached out to hug You Shu to sleep, but fearing he would disturb her and the white fox, he shrank to one side. You Shu, however, snuggled closer to him; she loved the feeling of physical contact.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to chat with You Shu, but hearing her even breathing, he could only think about his troubles alone.

The next day, Yang Zhuihui told Liuli Qiandai his plans, wanting her to stay in the Divine Python Sect. Although Liuli Qiandai was somewhat reluctant, she nodded and asked Yang Zhuihui to escort her to the main altar. Yue Chan, dressed in blue, returned with her.

Huang Rong and the others didn't recognize her, after all, her entire face was covered in blood that day.

After agreeing to set off back to the capital the next day to report, Yang Zhuihui took You Shu and Yue Chan for a stroll through the streets.

Yue Chan was naturally very curious about Liuli Qiandai's twin sister. Upon learning that You Shu had lost her memory in a war, and only retained a short-term memory, Yue Chan felt that You Shu's fate was truly too tragic. However, being able to forget the dark past was also a kind of happiness!

To test You Shu's memory, Yue Chan even tried disappearing for half an hour, then returning to You Shu's side. When she asked You Shu who she was, You Shu shook her head vigorously and hid behind Yang Zhuihui in fear.

"She and my aunt are completely different kinds of people, how could they be born from the same mother?" Yue Chan was a little puzzled.

After spending the afternoon strolling around and eating quite a few local snacks, the kind-hearted You Shu even stuffed meatballs into the white fox's mouth.

The people around saw You Shu mistreating the animal and were all worried for the white fox. Yang Zhuihui, on the other hand, was quite happy to see this, because only he knew the white fox's secret. Even Yue Chan, who had once witnessed the white fox's transformation, had forgotten about it. That day, she was too concerned about her mother's safety and had long forgotten about the white fox's transformation.

While shopping, Yang Zhuihui asked Yuechan if she had brought any treasures to deal with the Shangqing Palace. Yuechan, however, wanted Yang Zhuihui to search her body to see if she had any of the magical artifacts he wanted.

Yang Zhuihui really wanted to search her entire body, especially her private parts. Seeing her so proactive, Yang Zhuihui was worried that there might be a trap. What if she was hiding a bunch of venomous snakes in her undergarment or panties? If Yang Zhuihui reached in, he would definitely be in trouble. However, Yang Zhuihui also wondered if a venomous snake would crawl into her private parts and give her an orgasm.

Uh… Yuechan should still be a virgin. If a snake crawled in, wouldn't it break her hymen?

Her first time was with a snake…

Yang Zhuihui really wanted to talk to Yuechan about this somewhat unusual topic, but seeing that she and Youshu were having a lot of fun, he gave up on that idea and prepared to take out his money to buy them the candied hawthorns they wanted.

That night, Yuechan and Youshu slept together, while Yang Zhuihui went to have several rounds of intercourse with Ruan Feifeng. In the next room, Huang Rong listened to their sounds of intercourse while masturbating. At first, she used her middle finger to penetrate her vagina, but when that didn't satisfy her, she simply inserted three fingers together, fantasizing about having intercourse with Yang Zhuihui.

Though sinful, it was the best way for her to reach orgasm.

As Ruan Feifeng cried out, Huang Rong was also brought to her peak by the fingers. The emptiness that followed began to gnaw at her spirit, almost making her cry out. It was a great tragedy for a mature woman in the prime of her life to be unable to achieve sexual satisfaction, and even more tragic was that her man had no penis; he was completely a eunuch!

The next day, after saying goodbye to Lü Liang and the others, Yang Zhuihui, Huang Rong, Ruan Feifeng, Youshu, and Yuechan climbed onto the back of the three-headed phoenix and flew north.

It would only take about three days to reach the capital, but going back too early would leave them with nothing to do. So, the five of them used the Three-Headed Phoenix, a super mode of transportation, to tour the scenic spots of Guilin and West Lake in Hangzhou. During this time, Yang Zhuihui naturally had sex with Ruan Feifeng and You Shu several times, and was spied on by Huang Rong several times as well. Almost every time, Yang Zhuihui noticed, so he vigorously had sex with Ruan Feifeng and You Shu. He wanted to seduce Huang Rong with his actions, making it easy to have her later.

Ten days later, in the capital.

At this time, Yang Zhuihui and Yue Chan had passed through the routine inspection at the South Gate and were on their way to the Ministry of Rites' residence. Hai Ban, Ai Shu, and Ruan Feifeng had already taken the Three-Headed Phoenix back to Dushi City, leaving only the two of them in the capital.

"This is my second time here," Yue Chan muttered.

"This is the place where I first met you."

"Really?" Yue Chan asked doubtfully.

Yang Zhuihui then told Yue Chan about the time he and Xia Yao chased the lewd beast. Recalling the past, Yang Zhuihui seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked, "Why did you poison that couple that time?"

"Did you?" Yuechan countered.

"You saw me that time, then met up with Chiyo at the street corner, and then disappeared. Don't you remember?"

"Let me think..." Yuechan frowned and said, "I was watching the commotion on the street that time, but then it got too crowded, so my aunt and I left. Is there a problem with that?"

"Didn't you see me?"

"I didn't know you at the time, and even if I had, I wouldn't remember."

"You mean to say that you didn't poison them?"

"Do you think our Divine Python Church is so bored that we poison people everywhere?" Yuechan kicked Yang Zhuihui.

“But…” Seeing Yue Chan run faster than a rabbit, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly followed and asked, “Is there a kind of poison in the sect that smells similar to almonds?”

“I don’t like to eat it, don’t ask me.”

“I’m a sect member, after all…” Yang Zhuihui was annoyed by Yue Chan’s glare and decided not to bring it up again. Anyway, so much time had passed, and even if he knew who poisoned him, it wouldn’t make much difference.

They entered the Minister’s residence and waited for a long time in the main hall before a servant led Yang Zhuihui to Xu Jie’s study, while Yue Chan stayed in the main hall to drink tea.

A moment later, Xu Yueqing walked into the main hall. Upon seeing Xu Yueqing’s face, Yue Chan spat out the tea in her mouth.

“Miss, are you alright?” Xu Yueqing quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yue Chan.

“Who are you?” Yue Chan felt that the dignified young woman in front of her and the gorgeous witch king were cut from the same mold.

"My name is Xu Yueqing, the daughter of the Minister. Did you come to my humble abode with Young Master Yang?"

"Yes, that's right." Looking Xu Yueqing up and down, Yuechan said, "So you are the confidante Young Master Yang mentioned!"

"Just an ordinary friend." After a pause, Xu Yueqing asked, "Where is Young Master Yang?"

"He went to the study to see your father."

Entering the study, Yang Zhuihui was startled. Besides Xu Jie, there were two other people he had never met before. One was burly and had a fierce face; the other was gentle and refined, with the appearance of a scholar; both looked to be in their forties or fifties.

"This is my son-in-law, Yang Guo," Xu Jie introduced.

"I have long admired General Huaiyuan's reputation. I have heard of your erudition, talent, and bravery in battle. Meeting you today, I see you are indeed a man of exceptional appearance. Truly a blessing to the Ming Dynasty!" The scholar-like man bowed to Yang Zhuihui and said, "I am Huang Guangsheng, a judge."

"I am Zou Yinglong, an imperial censor!"

"This junior, Yang Guo, greets you both."

"My dear son-in-law, during your absence for the past ten days, were you aware of the fire at Wanshou Palace?"

Yang Zhuihui shook his head.

"Sit down, close the door." Xu Jie pulled out a chair for Yang Zhuihui. After Yang Zhuihui was seated, Xu Jie continued, "A few days ago, His Majesty went to Wanshou Palace to pray for peace and prosperity for the country. Later, at Yan Song's urging, he decided to stay overnight at Wanshou Palace to prove His Majesty's sincerity. However, that night, Wanshou Palace caught fire, killing three palace maids. His Majesty was fortunate to escape. Since staying overnight at Wanshou Palace was Yan Song's idea, His Majesty should have already become suspicious of Yan Song, and the time is ripe."

"This humble son-in-law is a little confused." Yang Zhuihui took the tea that Xu Jie handed him and took a sip.

Xu Jie pondered for a moment and asked, "Are the memorials I asked you two to draft ready?"

"They've been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the Minister's word." Huang Guangsheng hurriedly took out a scroll of memorials from his sleeve.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to carefully examine the memorial to see what it contained, but Huang Guangsheng's handwriting was so illegible that he couldn't recognize many characters. Embarrassed to admit it, he pretended to be engrossed in reading, occasionally frowning, just to avoid appearing too ignorant.

"My dear son-in-law, what do you think?" Xu Jie pushed the memorial in front of Yang Zhuihui.

"Pretty good, hehe," Yang Zhuihui chuckled dryly.

"It's indeed well-written, but could you two please answer a few questions for this old man?" "If

the Minister has any questions, please ask," Huang Guangsheng said.

"What crime do you believe could bring Yan Song and his son to their deaths?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuihui was startled. It turned out that the old fox Xu Jie was already planning to act. He remembered that Yan Song and his son had indeed been impeached by Xu Jie; he hadn't expected to be involved!

However, Yang Zhuihui had to consider the bigger picture. Xu Jie was telling him about such a potentially fatal matter, clearly intending for him to get involved!

"Yan Song and his son have been corrupt and lawless, amassing a fortune from the people.

They also framed Yang Jisheng and Shen Lian, causing widespread public resentment. These two acts alone are enough to warrant their death!" Huang Guangsheng declared righteously. "Guangsheng! You're a veteran in the court, you should know His Majesty's temper. Public resentment is utterly unimportant to him, it's utter nonsense!" As he spoke, Xu Jie took another memorial from the bookshelf, threw it on the table, covering Huang Guangsheng's memorial, and said solemnly, "What crime do you want to punish them for?" "

Death!" Huang Guangsheng and Zou Yinglong said in unison.

“Although the Shen and Yang cases were Yan Shifan’s idea, the crimes were personally decided by His Majesty. His Majesty is extremely concerned about his reputation. If Yan Shifan is punished based on the Shen and Yang cases, His Majesty will definitely protect him, and Yan Shifan will remain at large!”

Huang Guangsheng glanced through the memorial drafted by Xu Jie and exclaimed in admiration, “Rebellion, collusion with the Japanese! Minister is a genius!”

“Guangsheng, I’ll trouble you to go to Yan Song’s lair later and tell him about my intention to denounce him.”

“What does Minister mean by this?” Huang Guangsheng asked in surprise.

“I have my reasons, Guangsheng. Don’t worry, just do as I say. But wait until after 7 PM, not too early. I can’t let that old fox Yan Song come to the palace to see His Majesty in the middle of the night, understand?”

“This…”

Huang Guangsheng still seemed to not understand Xu Jie’s plan, but having worked with Xu Jie for so long, he knew that Xu Jie would not submit a memorial to accuse Yan Song and his son unless he was absolutely certain, so he nodded.

"This concerns our lives, so I hope you two will act with extreme caution. Tomorrow, His Majesty will be meditating in Jingren Palace. Please have Yinglong take the memorial I drafted back and copy it. After Lan Daoxing finishes his ritual tomorrow, when Yan Song presents his memorial, please remember to present the memorial to His Majesty and make sure Yan Song doesn't say too much."

"Jingren Palace will be under martial law tomorrow. Except for myself and another censor, no one else will be allowed to enter or leave Jingren Palace. How can you be so sure that old scoundrel Yan Song will present his memorial?" Zou Yinglong asked, puzzled.

Chapter 222, Tripping Yan Song

Xu Jie pointed upwards and smiled, "Heaven knows."

"Alright! Then we'll do as the Minister instructs." With that, Zou Yinglong rolled up the memorial and hid it in his sleeve.

"Thank you both."

"Minister, you're too kind..."

After chatting for a while, Huang Guangsheng and Zou Yinglong left the study together, leaving only Yang Zhuihui and Xu Jie in the room.

After a long silence, Xu Jie finally spoke, "My dear son-in-law, do you know what I'm going to do?"

"To bring down Yan Song and his son."

"Exactly. However..." Xu Jie paused, then continued, "The other day, His Majesty received messages by carrier pigeon from Lu Liang, the prefect of Chuxiong; Zhou Menghe, the prefect of Yunnan; and Zhang Jun, the prefect of Dali. They all unanimously praised your military talent and credited you entirely for the victory in suppressing the Shenshao Sect. Don't you think this is a good thing?"

"Please enlighten me, Your Excellency." "

Hehe, my dear son-in-law, you're too kind! You should choose an auspicious day to marry my daughter, and then you'll have to call me father-in-law. Hahaha, it's wonderful to have a son-in-law like you!" With that, Xu Jie patted Yang Zhuihui's shoulder heavily.

"Yes, I understand. But please explain what you just said, Father-in-law."

"Back then, you went to Jurchen because Yan Song framed you. He already harbored resentment towards you then. Guo Jing and Yan Song disagreed on many things, and since you became General Guo's son-in-law, Yan Song wanted to get rid of you even more. Now, all the credit for eradicating the Divine Python Sect has fallen on you. When you meet the Emperor, he will likely promote you again. In just one month, you went from a commoner to a third-rank Huaiyuan General. This time, you may become a third-rank Zhaoyong General, or even a second-rank or second-rank General. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Then what should I do?" Yang Zhuihui was a little confused and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"

"Hehe, you are still too young. You naturally don't understand the intrigue and backstabbing in officialdom. Just do as I say. Come, let me explain it to you in detail again." Xu Jie whispered in Yang Zhuihui's ear.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhuihui, who understood, walked out of the study with Xu Jie.

Upon entering the hall, Xu Yueqing was chatting with Yuechan, while Xia Yao stood beside her. As soon as Xu Yueqing saw Yang Zhuihui, she stood up and curtsied. Xia Yao remained silent, but her burning eyes revealed her deep concern for Yang Zhuihui. If it weren't for the inconvenience, she would have rushed towards him with open arms.

"This is Chanyue, a friend I made in Yunnan, and this is Minister Xu Jie of the Ministry of Rites."

After a brief introduction, Yang Zhuihui and Xu Yueqing went to chat in the garden, with Xia Yao following behind as their bodyguard. Yuechan continued to sit in the hall drinking tea, not wanting to disturb Yang Zhuihui's romantic conversation. However, she wasn't bored, as the old fox Xu Jie was keeping her company. The conversation had nothing to do with Yuechan herself, but rather revolved around Yang Zhuihui's actions in Yunnan, subtly probing for additional information.

As the sun set, the five of them ate together. Afterwards, Yang Zhuihui naturally stayed overnight at the Minister's residence, but he was left alone in his empty bed until midnight when Xia Yao, who had finished her patrol, came to keep him company.

In the dead of night, with a lone man and woman, it was inevitable that passion would ignite, sparking a sexual encounter. However, Xia Yao insisted on defeating Yan Song and his son before giving her virginity to Yang Zhuihui, so Yang Zhuihui could only grasp his large penis and insert it into Xia Yao's anus. Although it was a bit dry, it had a unique flavor and a greater sense of conquest.

During anal sex, when Yang Zhuihui mentioned that Yan Song and his son might be executed the next day, she was so excited that she immediately climaxed, her hot vaginal fluid gushing from her empty honey hole, soaking the bed.

After ejaculating inside Xia Yao's anus, the two cleaned up the mess and embraced, whispering sweet nothings.

"Why do I feel like you don't recognize Yuechan anymore?" Yang Zhuihui asked curiously.

"Do you want me to expose her as the daughter of the leader of the Divine Python Sect in front of Lord Xu?" Xia Yao pinched Yang Zhuihui's buttock hard.

"Ouch!"

"Keep your voice down! It'll be terrible if someone hears us." Xia Yao quickly covered Yang Zhuihui's mouth.

Yang Zhuihui opened his mouth and sucked on Xia Yao's jade finger twice. He said regretfully, "Xiao Yao really understands my heart."

"Understands what heart?"

"Lust!"

"Tsk tsk, you big pervert! You said you wiped out the Divine Python Sect, but I think you used this wicked thing to sleep with them all, didn't you? Tell me, how many more women did you gain on this trip to Yunnan?"

"Mu'er, Wan'er, Yi'er, Er'er, San'er..." Yang Zhuihui stretched out his hands, pretending to count them one by one, then bent his knees and said, "It seems like I can't count them all even with my fingers and toes. What should I do? Do you want to lend me your fingers and toes to count them too?"

"Go to hell! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." After saying that, Xia Yao helped Yang Zhuihui cover himself with the quilt and rested her head on his arm.

"Tomorrow your great revenge will be avenged, and from now on you can stay by my side without worry."

"Mmm..."

The next day, under Xu Jie's instruction, Yang Zhuihui went to Jingren Palace alone.

Although Shangqing Palace is called a Taoist temple, it only deals with alchemy and does not participate in general Taoist activities. Therefore, the Taoist priest for this prayer was Lan Daoxing, personally recommended by Xu Jie.

At this moment, Jiajing was sitting on the cushions in the main hall of Jingren Palace. Lan Daoxing, a Taoist priest wearing a robe printed with Bagua and Taiji symbols and a Taoist hat with an axe on his head, lit the talisman on his precept knife, waved it in the air several times, and then circled around to the altar, chanting incantations that no human could understand. Jiajing, dressed in plain clothes, appeared very devout.

In addition to the two of them, eight young Taoist musicians stood on each side of the main hall.

Incense and candles flickered, and the blue smoke enveloped the entire hall, creating an illusion of a mystical fairyland.

The two censors accompanying the emperor stood outside the door, one of whom was Zou Yinglong. He looked at the door outside, hoping that Yan Song would appear soon, otherwise he really didn't know whether he should present the memorial to Jiajing, and he was secretly anxious.

Normally he disliked seeing Yan Song, but now he hoped he would appear immediately.

After Lan Daoxing finished chanting the incantation, his eyes rolled back, his whole body trembling.

He flicked his whisk and said, "I am the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable, descending to the mortal realm at the request of my disciple Lan Daoxing. There are important matters in the Heavenly Palace, and I cannot stay long. Your Majesty, please speak." Jiajing clasped his hands together and said, "Primordial Heavenly Venerable, I wish to live to be a hundred years old."

"Your Majesty's lifespan will be longer than that of ordinary people, you can rest assured of that. Is there anything else you wish to ask?"

"I dare not ask any more questions, knowing this is enough!" Jiajing said humbly.

"Your Majesty, before I leave, let me reveal a secret! Today, a treacherous minister will present a memorial, threatening the Ming Dynasty." With that, Lan Daoxing trembled violently again, then knelt on the ground, crying out, "Yuanshi Tianzun, please wait! Yuanshi Tianzun

, please wait!" Almost simultaneously, a furious Yan Song, ignoring the guards' attempts to stop him, stormed into Jingren Palace. His reason was naturally Huang Guangsheng's "information" from the previous day. If he had known that Xu Jie was outwardly flattering him while secretly plotting against him, he would have already killed Xu Jie!

Seeing Yan Song, Zou Yinglong smiled faintly and gestured to another censor, Lin

Run, to stop him. Lin Run said, "Lord Yan, His Majesty is meditating. Please do not disturb His Majesty!"

"I have urgent business to report. Please inform him!" Yan Song retorted, his beard bristling and eyes wide.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty." Lin Run entered the main hall and whispered, "Your Majesty, Minister Yan of the Ministry of Personnel has important matters to report."

"Yan Song!" Jiajing almost jumped up. Remembering what Yuanshi Tianzun had just said—"Today a treacherous minister will report"—Jiajing subconsciously assumed Yan Song was the treacherous minister Yuanshi Tianzun was referring to. The superstitious Jiajing would never have imagined that Lan Daoxing had already been bribed by Xu Jie!

Jiajing stood up, put on his dragon robe, and said, "Let him in!"

Yan Song immediately knelt on the ground, wailing and crying, "Your Majesty, you must do me justice! I'm innocent!"

"What injustice?" Veins bulged on Jiajing's forehead.

"Your Majesty, I heard yesterday that Minister Xu slandered me."

"Tell me in detail."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yan Song, prostrate on the ground, rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty once..."

"Your Majesty!" Zou Yinglong suddenly burst into the hall, handing Jiajing a prepared memorial, saying, "Yan Song and his son are plotting rebellion and colluding with Japanese pirates. I beg Your Majesty to investigate!"

"Plotting rebellion and colluding with Japanese pirates?" Jiajing's eyes reddened, and he hurriedly opened the memorial.

"Zou Yinglong, why are you slandering me?" Yan Song roared.

"Shut up!" Jiajing shouted.

"Your Majesty, please calm down," Yan Song quickly said.

Jiajing skimmed through the memorial; its contents naturally stated that Yan Song and his son planned a rebellion and were colluding with Japanese pirates. Coupled with the recent fire at the Wanshou Palace and the revelation of heavenly secrets by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the enraged Jiajing completely distrusted Yan Song and almost wanted to kick him to death.

"I implore Your Majesty to punish Yan Song and his son!" Zou Yinglong knelt and kowtowed.

Enraged to the point of nearly vomiting blood, Jiajing took two steps back, about to speak, when Yang

Zhuihui appeared at the door. "Your Majesty, I have returned."

"General Yang, you have worked hard. Go back and rest first, I will summon you again when I have time."

"This time..." Yang Zhuihui looked at Yan Song and said, "So Lord Yan is here! Then I will take my leave."

Yang Zhuihui turned to leave, but Jiajing stopped him, saying, "Speak frankly."

Yan Song turned to look at Yang Zhuihui, his face filled with extreme fear.

"This..." Yang Zhuihui feigned difficulty, saying, "I will speak, and I beg Your Majesty not to punish me."

"Speak quickly! Otherwise, I will truly punish you."

"Yes, Your Majesty. Does Your Majesty remember that I went to Chaozhou to assist General Hai Rui in repelling the Japanese pirates?"

"Hmm, continue."

"At that time, I learned a shocking piece of news from the Japanese pirates. Lord Yan... Lord Yan is colluding with the Japanese pirates!"

"Yang Guo, don't slander me!" Yan Song roared.

"Enough, enough! I don't want to hear it anymore!" Having completely lost faith in Yan Song, Jiajing waved his hand and said, "Guards! Take Yan Song to the imperial prison! Immediately confiscate his property, and also imprison Yan Shifan to await further punishment!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" Zou Yinglong hurriedly replied.

"Your Majesty, this humble subject..." Yan Song collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes rolled back, already starving.

"This humble subject takes his leave." With Jiajing's permission, Yang Zhuihui and Zou Yinglong walked out of Jingren Palace together.

As soon as the news of Yan Song and his son's imprisonment spread, the people of the capital rushed to the streets to cheer. Some even went to the government offices to beat the drums and appeal for justice, accusing Yan Song and his son of crimes such as seizing family property and raping women.

In just one day, the capital's government offices received no fewer than two hundred petitions, all addressed to Yan Song and his son. When Jiajing saw these petitions, he wanted nothing more than to execute Yan Song and his son immediately. However, considering Yan Song's past contributions, he did not sentence him to death. Instead, he stripped him of his property and official position and banished him back to Jiangxi. His son, Yan Shifan, was executed for colluding with Japanese pirates. At

the south gate of the capital

, amidst the cheers of the people, Yan Song, dressed in coarse cloth and carrying a bundle, walked out of the city gate. His sallow face was filled with exhaustion and fear, and his cloudy eyes were brimming with tears.

The Minister of Personnel, second only to the emperor, had instantly become a pariah. This drastic change made him feel utterly hopeless, yet he dared not die; he feared death, afraid that he would be cast into the deepest hell after death. Staggering along, Yan Song remembered his son's execution, and tears welled up in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and wept loudly for a long time before rising and continuing on his way.

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