[Fantasy] The Return of the Condor Heroes: The Upside-Down Phoenix and the Phoenix (Complete) - 37-39

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Chapter 223, Playing in the Water.

Walking along a path outside the city, Yan Song encountered Xia Yao, who was already waiting there. Yang Zhuihui leaned against a large tree, not wanting to interfere in the feud between the Xia and Yan families.

"You may not recognize me anymore," Xia Yao said coldly, slowly drawing her sword.

"You...you..." Yan Song's voice trembled as he said, "I never thought that old bastard Xu Jie would not only ruin my family, but also kill me to silence me!"

"Shut up!" Xia Yao said hysterically, "Back then, my father, Xia Yan, advised the dog emperor to recover the Hetao region, but you obstructed him, even saying that my father was using the emperor to command the princes, causing him to lose his official position. Later, my father originally planned to return home to live out his remaining years in prison, but you..."

Xia Yao pressed a sword against Yan Song's chest and cried, "And you instigated Qiu Luan to accuse Zeng Xian, mentioning in the letter that Zeng Xian was on good terms with my father. After Zeng Xian was beheaded, my family was summoned back by the dog emperor on our way home, and then beheaded! And I am Xia Yan's daughter, Xia Yao, who was secretly rescued by Lord Xu!"

"Fellow villager...heh." Yan Song sighed.

"Knowing full well that my father and you were from the same hometown, you still used a poisonous scheme to kill him. You deserve to die!"

"I thought Xia Yan had no relatives left, but I didn't expect his daughter to still be alive, and even become Xu Jie's bodyguard." Yan Song took a deep breath and said, "Kill me, I should go down and apologize to your Xia family."

"Of course I'll kill you!" Xia Yao raised her sword, but didn't move. Suddenly, she threw the sword to the ground and shouted, "You don't even deserve to die, get out!"

Yan Song didn't speak, but knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Xia Yao before saying, "Chang Chu was blinded by wealth and glory, and now he regrets it after losing everything. Xia Yao, I'm truly sorry to your family."

"The person is dead, there's no point in saying anything more, get out!"

Yan Song stood up and said, "Xu Jie is not a good person, you'd better leave him as soon as possible, otherwise he will kill you."

"Get out!" After Yan Song left Xia Yao's sight, Xia Yao knelt on the ground with a thud, covered her face and cried. Yang Zhuihui, who was behind the tree, quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

“He’s my mortal enemy, I should have killed him to avenge my family, but why couldn’t I do it at the last moment? Am I a complete fool? Waaaaah…”

Stroking Xia Yao’s hair, Yang Zhuihui comforted her, “It doesn’t matter if he lives or dies, as long as you live well, that’s the greatest comfort to your family in the afterlife, understand? Silly girl.”

“I have no goal now, what should I do? Waaaah…”

“Leave Xu Jie, be with me, and get pregnant for me like Fu’er.” As he spoke, Yang Zhuihui wiped away the tears from Xia Yao’s eyes.

Xia Yao cried even louder, tightly hugging Yang Zhuihui’s neck, and cried out, “I want to become your woman, I want to have your child, I want to be with you for life!”

“Don’t worry, it’s absolutely possible.” As he said this, Yang Zhuihui’s eyebrows were almost knitted together. He was really afraid that the Shangqing Palace would come after him, and he was also worried about Poppy after she was transformed.

"Lord Xu has been kind to me. If I leave him now, will he be willing?"

"To be honest, whether you leave or not won't make much difference to him. After all, now that Yan Song has fallen, he's one of Jiajing's most trusted ministers, holding a high position and enjoying popular support. No one would want to harm him."

"What if those damned Taoist priests want to touch Lord Xu?"

"Are you crazy!" Yang Zhuihui pinched Xia Yao's nose and laughed, "If that were the case, how could Lord Xu have survived until now? All along, Lord Xu has flattered Yan Song, and Yan Song has completely treated Xu Jie like a coward, which is why he's still alive. Shangqing Palace has no conflict of interest with Xu Jie and won't harm him, so..."

Yang Zhuihui kissed Xia Yao hard on the cheek, "So put on a beautiful dress, come back to Dushi City with me, and be my woman, Yang Guo's woman, okay?"

"What about Miss Yueqing?"

"Choose an auspicious day to marry her, isn't that what you want too?"

"I'm afraid... I won't be able to face her."

"Things will work themselves out," Yang Zhuihui said, pulling Xia Yao up. "Let's go back and tell Lord Xu, then come back to Dushi City with me."

"Okay!"

Back at the Minister's residence, Xia Yao bid farewell to Xu Jie. Xu Jie didn't make things difficult for Xia Yao, only telling her to come back whenever she had time. Before leaving, Yang Zhuihui spent some time with Xu Yueqing, showering her with sweet words and promising to propose to her father on an auspicious day. Then, he left the Minister's residence with Xia Yao and Yuechan.

Back in Dushi City, Yang Zhuihui's first priority was to visit the pregnant Guo Fu.

In just over ten days, Yang Zhuihui noticed that Guo Fu's belly seemed to have grown considerably. When he learned that Wu Sanniang, Xiaoyue, and Shile had left the General's Mansion ten days earlier and their whereabouts were unknown, Yang Zhuihui broke out in a cold sweat, thinking they had been taken hostage by the Shangqing Palace, and panicked. Upon learning that Wu Sanniang had left him a letter, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly opened the envelope, glanced at it, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled.

He kissed Guo Fu on the cheek, then rode his three-headed phoenix to Jingyue Lake.

Above the lake, Yang Zhuihui vaguely saw two people playing in the water; upon closer inspection, he realized they were Shi Le and Xiao Yue.

Landing in front of the small house, Yang Zhuihui was about to tease them when Wu Sanniang emerged.

Her veil was already removed, and Wu Sanniang, though looking somewhat haggard, smiled faintly. She stepped forward, gently took Yang Zhuihui's hand, and placed it on her stomach, murmuring, "Husband, I'm pregnant too."

"You're pregnant too?" Yang Zhuihui excitedly picked Wu Sanniang up, exclaiming, "Then I have three children!"

"Put me down quickly!" Wu Sanniang urged.

Yang Zhuihui placed Wu Sanniang on the ground, cupped her face, and kissed her several times, saying, "I'm going to buy white ginseng, red ginseng, Korean ginseng, as well as bird's nest and deer antler to nourish you. If you want to eat meat, I'll kill the Immortal Blood Dragon Fish for you!"

"No, that will make me fat." Wu Sanniang kissed Yang Zhuihui's lips and said, "I can't accompany you to practice the 'Nine Forms of Lustful Dragon' these days; I have to wait until after the baby is born. Actually, I really didn't expect Shang Ji to be pregnant; I never even thought about it, my husband."

Wu Sanniang then pulled Yang Zhuihui's hand and pressed it against her abdomen.

"We can have many more in the future!" Yang Zhuihui hugged Wu Sanniang tightly.

"Husband, husband, husband," Shi Le, now a mermaid, said coquettishly, "I'm pregnant too."

"Really?"

"Yes! I've already decided. If it's a fish, I'll stew it for my third sister to nourish her; if it's a person, I'll raise it; if it's half-human, half-fish, I'll throw it into the sea to fend for itself!"

Yang Zhuihui found it hard to imagine Shi Le giving birth to a fish or a half-human, half-fish, and even felt the image was somewhat disgusting. He asked softly, "Are you really pregnant?"

Shi Le swam to Yang Zhuihui, her fair arms resting on the wooden plank, and said with a seductive smile, "Then you'll have to shoot a few more times, husband."

"Thank goodness," Yang Zhuihui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Husband, my sister and I aren't going back with you! We can soak in the water every day here, it's so comfortable. And the environment here is quiet, like a ghost cave." Shi Le leaned back and submerged in the water, then suddenly emerged from behind Xiaoyue, who was startled and almost ran away.

"Aren't you afraid of the Blood Dragonfish?"

"There's nothing at the bottom of the water, not even a single fish, except for the two of us sisters."

"The Blood Dragonfish isn't at the bottom?"

"No, my lord, if you don't believe me, you can come down and look for it."

"How could that be?"

Thinking of the Immortal Blood Dragon Fish, Yang Zhuihui recalled the bloody scene of his master, the South Sea Divine Nun, being killed by Gongsun Lü'e and then devoured by the Immortal Blood Dragon Fish. He couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. He also remembered the South Sea Divine Nun's instructions to him to become a lecherous emperor, the ruler of the court and the martial arts world. But now he seemed to have lost that arrogant dream; he only hoped that his women could be safe and sound. Therefore, he had to find a way to eliminate the potential threat to the Shangqing Palace.

"My lord, what's wrong?" Wu Sanniang asked.

Yang Zhuihui snapped out of his reverie and chuckled, "It's nothing, I was just wondering where something that big could fly to?"

"Hehe, maybe it flew into the sea and became a rain-bringing dragon."

"It's good that we're leaving here. I'm going to take a bath first; Xia Yao and I came back from the capital today, and I'm covered in sweat."

"Go ahead."

Wu Sanniang whispered in Yang Zhuihui's ear, "Husband

, you can make them feel good in the water. Shi Le is thinking about you every day!" "That girl is never satisfied, but every time I make her want to run away. I'm going to meet her now." With that, Yang Zhuihui stripped naked in front of Wu Sanniang and jumped into the water with a splash, swimming towards Shi Le, who was swimming on her back.

Shi Le's breasts, floating on the surface, rose high like two mountains, with two alluring protrusions at their peaks. If a bird saw them, it might mistake them for a resting place and even peck at Shi Le's nipples.

While Shi Le was resting with her eyes closed, Yang Zhuihui quickly spread her thighs and forcefully thrust his penis inside.

"Ah!" Shi Le was so startled that she choked several times. Then she used her legs to clamp Yang Zhuihui's waist, continuing to float as he thrust into her. Her moans echoed across Jingyue Lake.

Seeing this, Xiaoyue hurriedly swam to Wu Sanniang, asking her to pull her up. At the same time, her tail transformed into long legs.

"You little slut, wasn't that a tail just now? How did it turn into legs so quickly?" Yang Zhuihui gripped Shi Le's slender waist and thrust forcefully.

“Because I heard what Third Sister said, I know my husband is going to do me, so I’m preparing myself! Oh… Husband… it’s reached… go in a little more…”

Wu San Niang looked at Xiao Yue, who was wiping her body with a towel, and asked, “Why don’t you play with your husband properly?”

Xiao Yue smiled slightly and said shyly, “I don’t have any need for that.”

“You two sisters really have completely different personalities.”

“Chew.”

After making Shi Le orgasm twice in the water, Yang Zhuihui ejaculated into her uterus, and then sat with the three of them by the wooden house and chatted. Yang Zhuihui talked about his feelings about visiting famous scenic spots these days, and even told about how he became the leader of the Divine Python Sect in the Jiuxiang Cave. Shi Le, who was hot all over, wanted to do Yang Zhuihui again, so Yang Zhuihui had to let her sit on his lap, and his penis was inserted hard into her honey hole. Then, while teasing Wu San Niang and Xiao Yue, he slowly thrust in and out. Wu San Niang and Xiao Yue were both blushing at this lewd scene.

After staying at Jingyue Lake until evening, Yang Zhuihui rode his three-headed phoenix to a nearby town to buy some food and tonics for them, before returning to Dushi City.

While having dinner with Huang Rong, Guo Fu, Xia Yao, Ruan Feifeng, Yue Chan, You Shu, Saya, and Guo Jing, Yang Zhuihui said, "I need to leave for seven or eight days."

"Where to?" Huang Rong asked hurriedly. "Take the

Empress

to find a renowned doctor. I want her to see the light of day again; the people don't want the Empress, the mother of the nation, to be blind."

"Guo'er, her eyes have no chance of recovery; the doctor has already said so," Huang Rong sighed.

"That's because his medical skills are flawed. Since I've said so, I naturally have a way to cure her eyes. Mother-in-law, don't worry," Yang Zhuihui smiled.

"Are we going to find the Demon Doctor?" Guo Fu asked.

"Yes."

"Can I come along?"

"You're pregnant; you must stay in the manor and rest. I'll be back in a few days and never leave again."

"How cheesy," Saya muttered.

"Alright! When does my husband plan to set off?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Guo'er, be careful. Whatever you do, we will all support you," Huang Rong said with a smile.

"I will."

After finishing his meal, Yang Zhuihui went to visit Empress Zhang, who was eating in her room. Seeing her slowly shoveling food into her mouth, Yang Zhuihui felt a pang of unease. He hoped the Demonic Physician could heal her, because he still needed to use the Empress as a trump card to complete some details of dealing with the Shangqing Palace.

Yang Zhuihui knew that Jiajing trusted the Shangqing Palace greatly and believed that Shao Yuanjie could concoct an elixir of immortality. Therefore, to dismantle the Shangqing Palace, he had to first strip Jiajing of his trust in them, and Empress Zhang would play a very important role.

Yang Zhuihui stood at the door watching Empress Zhang without saying a word. After watching for a while, seeing that she had finished her meal, Yang Zhuihui finally spoke.

Knowing it was Yang Zhuihui, Zhang Binu immediately smiled and asked, "How is Young Master Yang today?"

"Very well," Yang Zhuihui smiled. "Tomorrow, please come with me to a rather far place. After we return, you will be able to see your daughter, Princess Chutong."

"Really?" Zhang Binu immediately stood up, excitedly saying, "I've been looking forward to this day, but my eyes..."

"Please rest well tonight, Madam. I'll come to pick you up early tomorrow morning."

"It's really troublesome for you, Young Master Yang. If I can really see her, the first thing I'll see is definitely you, Young Master Yang. I don't even know what you look like yet!"

"You'll know when the time comes. Please rest well, Madam. I'll take my leave now."

"Okay."

Leaning against the railing, gazing at the newly risen moon, Yang Zhuihui's thoughts became very chaotic. He didn't know what to do.

How wonderful it would be if he could ignore the conflicts of the martial world and the court and elope with his women!

But as long as the Shangqing Palace existed, the peace that Yang Zhuihui craved would be hard to obtain. Evil monsters like lewd beasts and flesh-eating creatures constantly flashed through his mind, and he worried even more that one day his woman would become their food.

Stretching, Yang Zhuihui didn't return to his room to rest, but instead rode his three-headed phoenix westward.

He had an even bigger trump card to deal with the Shangqing Palace, but he wasn't sure if he would actually use it, and even worried that it might turn against him in the end. However, compared to living in constant fear, Yang Zhuihui preferred to take the plunge!

Half an hour later, Yang Zhuihui had already flown over Datong Prefecture. Finding the general's residence, he had the three-headed phoenix land in the back garden while he went to find Ji Hanxiang.

Ji Hanxiang was embroidering in her room, and upon seeing Yang Zhuihui, she almost jumped up.

Putting down her needlework, Ji Hanxiang hurriedly pulled Yang Zhuihui outside. Upon reaching the back garden, Ji Hanxiang ignored the three phoenixes lying there and immediately embraced Yang Zhuihui, saying, "I've missed you so much!"

Yang Zhuihui pulled Ji Hanxiang's hand to his crotch and lewdly said, "You didn't miss me, you missed this thing, didn't you?"

"Say what you will." Ji Hanxiang hooked her arms around Yang Zhuihui's neck and said ambiguously, "You came to me today, did you miss my body?"

"Yes, I still want to fuck you until you scream."

"Me too." Ji Hanxiang tiptoed to kiss Yang Zhuihui, but Yang Zhuihui turned his head away.

"What's wrong?" Ji Hanxiang asked hurriedly.

"I might be dying soon."

"What's wrong?"

"After dealing with the Divine Python Sect, the Shangqing Palace will have no rivals. Having lost my usefulness, I'll naturally become their target. I might be assassinated soon."

"That's true." Ji Hanxiang was silent for a moment, then said, "Never mind that. Now, do it with me and see if we can open the remaining three acupoints at once. If we can, with my skills, I can definitely help you through this!"

"Senior, have you heard of the Demonic Doctor?"

"The Demonic Doctor?" Ji Hanxiang frowned, "I know him, but he retired from the martial world a long time ago. Why are you mentioning him?"

"I know where he lives, so I plan to take you there tomorrow and have him open your acupoints. Do you think the chances are high?"

"He only kills. I've never heard of him saving people. Aren't you afraid we'll both be killed by him if you take me there?"

"With me here, Senior can rest assured. Come with me, okay?" As he spoke, Yang Zhuihui had already slipped his hand inside Ji Hanxiang's skirt, stroking her soft private parts.

“Hmm… whatever you say…” Ji Hanxiang said coquettishly.

“Then come back to Dushi City with me now.”

“What about Ke Xingning?”

“Why don’t you go back to Yongping again?”

“You’re so mean!” Ji Hanxiang rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui and said, “Then I’ll go write a letter, you wait for me here.”

“I’m not waiting for you.”

“Are you going to make me ride to Dushi City alone?” Ji Hanxiang said unhappily.

“I’m not waiting for you, it’s waiting for you.” Yang Zhuihui whispered in Ji Hanxiang’s ear, “My big stick is waiting for you here, it wants to fuck you to death.”

“My little hole is going to squeeze it to death!” Ji Hanxiang rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui, broke free from his embrace, and ran out of the back garden like a little deer.

“What an unfathomable woman, she disguises herself so perfectly.” Yang Zhuihui muttered to himself.

After waiting for a while, Ji Hanxiang came over with her bundle, and the two rode the three-headed phoenix towards Dushi City.

During the flight, Yang Zhuihui, holding Ji Hanxiang, was quite unruly, groping her all over, causing her nipples to become engorged and her private parts to become wet. However, it was not convenient to have intercourse on the bird's back, so she could only ask Yang Zhuihui to insert his fingers into her honey hole to get some comfort. Afterwards, she even turned around, took out Yang Zhuihui's large penis, and bent down to suck it.

When they flew over Dushi City, she still couldn't make Yang Zhuihui ejaculate, so she had to give up.

After arranging a room for Ji Hanxiang, Yang Zhuihui went back to his room to accompany Guo Fu.

Guo Fu was not asleep yet. Hearing the door open, she quickly sat up and said reproachfully, "You still have the heart to come back?"

"Is Madam jealous?" Yang Zhuihui said with a smile.

"No way!" Guo Fu rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui and said, "I just want to know, have you taken another concubine?"

"What do you mean?"

"That Chanyue girl! She's so beautiful, she went through thick and thin with you in Yunnan, and you brought her back. Isn't she your concubine?"

Yang Zhuihui took off his clothes and got into bed, embracing Guo Fu and stroking her slightly protruding belly, laughing, "They're all concubines, you're the wife, aren't you satisfied?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, anyway, I already have several, one more won't make a difference." Guo Fu kissed Yang Zhuihui's lips and said affectionately, "Husband, come back soon, Fu'er will miss you."

"I'll miss you too. Take good care of yourself and give me a fair and tender daughter."

"Isn't a son good enough?" Guo Fu retorted.

"I have so many concubines. If you give birth to a son, what will happen when I get old and useless, and he tries to steal my women?"

"If you give birth to a daughter, are you planning to make her your concubine too?"

"I didn't say that. You said it yourself."

"You must be thinking that!" Guo Fu grabbed Yang Zhuihui's crotch and pinched it hard, scolding, "If you dare to make a move on my daughter, I'll definitely cut off your manhood with scissors!"

"Then who will satisfy you?" Yang Zhuihui chuckled.

"Fingers."

"Let me tell you a joke."

"Hmm."

"Once upon a time, there was a man who married a beautiful woman. On their wedding night, the bride couldn't take it anymore and demanded that he penetrate her immediately. Then he held up five fingers and asked, 'Which finger do you want?'"

Guo Fu chuckled and said, "Because he's a eunuch."

"My Fu'er is so clever!"

"Of course! You don't need to tell me; it's a fact that everyone agrees on."

"Hmm. In a few months, when my Fu'er's breasts get bigger and she has milk, I'll drink from them first!" As he spoke, Yang Zhuihui gently rubbed Guo Fu's breasts through her bodice, and indeed felt that they seemed to have gotten a little bigger.

"Stop touching me." Guo Fu quickly removed Yang Zhuihui's hand, saying, "I don't want to have to change my underpants later."

"Is it that easy to get wet?"

"It's all your fault, you bad boy!" Guo Fu glared at Yang Zhuihui, pulled the blanket up to cover her neck, and said, "Be careful on the road! I really hope you can settle down soon. Since we got married, you've been away from home most of the time, and I'm so lonely."

"Soon, give me a little more time." Holding Guo Fu's slender waist, Yang Zhuihui murmured, "It won't be long before we can be together forever."

"Go to sleep, it's getting late."

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui took the Empress and Ji Hanxiang and flew south.

Three days later, they arrived at No Return Island.

Based on his previous experience, Yang Zhuihui easily walked out of the coconut grove arranged according to the principles of Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination and strategy), and arrived at the small wooden house where the Demon Doctor lived. Standing outside the fence, he said loudly, "Senior Demon Doctor, this junior, Yang Guo, has an important matter to ask of you."

"What is it?" The Demon Doctor pushed open the tightly closed window, looked at the three of them, and then opened the door, saying, "Come in."

This time, he appeared very quickly, not pretending to be a reclusive master like last time, but he truly was a reclusive master.

Helping the Empress to sit on the bamboo bed, Yang Zhuihui asked, "How is Xu Jue?"

"The same as always, nothing special." The Demonic Doctor walked to the wooden table and began pounding herbs, asking, "Do you want me to heal her eyes?"

"Yes."

"It seems you don't take my title of 'Demonic Doctor' seriously at all."

"Everyone in the martial world knows that the Demonic Doctor only kills, not heals, and even uses people for experiments; he is utterly evil." Ji Hanxiang cupped her hands and said, "I am Ji Hanxiang, a former elder of the Shangqing Palace. I have long heard of the Demonic Doctor's name, and I thought he was already in his sixties, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

"Knowing medicine naturally means knowing how to stay young." The Demonic Doctor glanced at Ji Hanxiang, then looked at Yang Zhuihui and asked, "That young lady was poisoned by the Shangqing Palace that day, yet you have brought an elder of the Shangqing Palace here now. What is the meaning of this?"

"She was a former elder, and she left because of a conflict with the current Shangqing Palace Master, Shao Yuanjie. He persecuted her, causing many of her meridians to be sealed, and she lost all her internal energy. Therefore, I hope the Demonic Physician can unblock her meridians and heal this lady's eyes," Yang Zhuihui hurriedly explained.

The Demonic Physician put down the copper chisel, stepped forward, and grasped Ji Hanxiang's hand. He pressed his thumb along the external acupoint on her wrist towards the Sidu acupoint, pulled up her sleeve, stared at the red mark, and said, "With the Tiantu, Lingxu, and Mingmen acupoints sealed, how could she possibly have internal energy!"

Chapter 225, The Flower of Extreme Cold

"Exactly!" Ji Hanxiang exclaimed excitedly.

"Recovery isn't difficult, just acupuncture." The Demon Doctor suddenly looked at Yang Zhuihui and asked, "What did you just call me?"

"Former..." Yang Zhuihui's eyes darted around, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Father-in-law!" "

Hehe, it seems you still remember your promise. For that alone, I can help you unconditionally."

"Father-in-law?" Ji Hanxiang was stunned. She never imagined that Yang Zhuihui would even get involved with the Demon Doctor's daughter.

"Let me take a look at her eyes first." The Demon Doctor sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Madam, can your eyelids open?"

Zhang Binu shook her head.

"Can't they open at all?"

"Yes, Doctor."

The Demon Doctor stretched out two fingers, trying to forcibly pull open Zhang Binu's tightly stuck eyelids, but found that they seemed to be stuck together, becoming a single unit. His thick eyebrows immediately furrowed, and his face became serious.

Seeing the Demon Doctor's expression, Yang Zhuihui realized the seriousness of the situation and asked in a low voice, "Father-in-law, how is it?"

The Demon Doctor examined Zhang Binu's other eye, then stood up and gestured for Yang Zhuihui to follow him outside.

Once outside the wooden house, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Father-in-law, is it impossible to restore her sight?"

"Her upper and lower eyelids have fused together, becoming one large eyelid. Even a god couldn't save her," the Demon Doctor said.

"Is there absolutely no way?"

"If you insist on her opening her eyes, I do have a method I can try, but if it fails, she will die."

Seeing the Demon Doctor's grave expression, Yang Zhuihui was momentarily speechless.

Yang Zhuihui knew that the Empress's greatest hope for survival was seeing her daughter, Chutong, and he couldn't extinguish that flame of hope; yet, agreeing might endanger her life.

After a moment of silence, Yang Zhuihui asked, "What are the chances of success? What are the chances of failure?"

"The same."

Yang Zhuihui turned to look at Zhang Binu, who always wore a faint smile, and said with a determined heart, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we cannot give up!"

"Hmm, I like your personality." The Demon Doctor smiled, walked back into the house, and said, "Ji Hanxiang, right? Please come with me to the inner room."

Ji Hanxiang went into the inner room, and the Demon Doctor had her lie down on the bamboo bed.

The Demonic Physician took out a box of silver needles from the medicine cabinet, soaked them in the medicinal liquid, and then had Ji Hanxiang close her eyes. He then took a silver needle and inserted it into the Shen Ting acupoint on her forehead. Seeing that she didn't react much, he inserted four more silver needles on either side of the Shen Ting acupoint, rotating them gently, and asked, "After your power is restored, what do you plan to do?"

Ji Hanxiang's eyelids kept twitching, but she dared not move, and said, "I want to properly rectify the Shangqing Palace."

"Become the new Palace Master?"

"I have that plan. Why do you ask this?"

"For so many years, only Yang Guo, that lucky man, has been fortunate enough to come to my residence and then left in a hurry. I haven't had anyone to talk to properly. Since there are living people here, I naturally want to chat more, and this is also a topic you are interested in, right?" As he spoke, the Demonic Physician inserted two silver needles into the Tian Tu acupoint below Ji Hanxiang's collarbone.

"Ugh..."

"It'll hurt a little now. Later, your true energy will flow through all your meridians, and it will hurt even more. Be prepared."

"It's alright. As long as I can recover my strength, any pain is worth it!"

"Although I, the Demonic Healer, have killed countless people, I also have my ways of saving lives. Don't worry." A quarter of an hour later, Ji Hanxiang's body was covered in silver needles. Her hands were clenched tightly, and the true energy surging from her dantian was impacting the nearby meridians. This unprecedented impact made her feel as if her body was about to explode, and she felt as if her meridians were about to be broken. A knife-like pain was sweeping through her body, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to utter a single painful groan.

"After about half an hour, once you feel that the Tian Tu, Ling Xu, and Ming Men acupoints have been opened, you mustn't move around. You must wait for me to return. The needle removal must also be done in an orderly manner, otherwise you will be permanently disabled."

"Okay," Ji Hanxiang gritted her teeth.

After lingering inside for a moment to confirm that Ji Hanxiang's emotions were stable, the Demonic Doctor lowered the curtain and went to the outer room. He spoke a few words to Yang Zhuihui, who then helped Zhang Binu out of the wooden house. The Demonic Doctor then carried his medicine chest.

Yang Zhuihui thought the Demonic Doctor was going to take him to where Xu Jue was, but instead they took a different path.

After walking for at least half an hour, he stopped. Before him appeared a cave about half a zhang high, wide enough for four people to pass side by side. Waves of cold air surged from the cave, causing Yang Zhuihui and Zhang Binu to shiver involuntarily.

"This is the Extreme Cold Forbidden Ground. Follow me in," the Demonic Doctor said, and went inside. Yang Zhuihui quickly helped Zhang Binu follow.

Yang Zhuihui examined the crystals emitting a faint white light on both sides of the cave entrance, but he didn't know what they were. He only felt that they emitted a cold light and exuded a chilling aura. Feeling Zhang Binu shivering, Yang Zhuihui quickly held her tighter, not caring about the faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body, only wanting to keep her warm.

The further they went, the brighter the light became, but the colder it grew.

At the back, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but breathe on his palms. Seeing Zhang Binu shivering even more violently, he quickly took off his robe and draped it over her, using his inner energy to maintain his body temperature.

"Help her sit up here," the Demon Doctor said, pointing to an ice orchid in front of them, which continuously emitted an extremely cold aura, the chill as ethereal as wisps of smoke. The cold air entered his nostrils, and Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but sneeze.

"Young Master Yang, please put your clothes back on, otherwise your body won't be able to take it," Zhang Binu said, trying to return the robe to Yang Zhuihui, but he pressed down on her shoulders, preventing her from taking it off.

"I am a martial artist; this chill is nothing to me, Madam, please rest assured!"

"Help her up," the Demon Doctor urged.

"It might be a bit cold, bear with it." With that, Yang Zhuihui helped Zhang Binu sit on the Ice Orchid.

"Young Master Yang, this is so cold!" Zhang Binu exclaimed.

"This is the flower of extreme cold. The reason the cave is so cold is all thanks to it, and it's because of it that I decided to settle on No Return Island. This kind of cold is different from ordinary cold; it can lower a person's body temperature to its limit, causing them to enter an endless slumber without dying. Actually…" The Demon Doctor remained silent for a long time before saying, "Actually, I planned to have Xu Jue and me hibernate here when I'm old, living forever, yet also dying forever."

"That's so unfair to Xu Jue!" Yang Zhuihui cried.

"So cold."

Zhang Binu gripped Yang Zhuihui's hand tightly, shivering all over. After she sat down, the cold air surrounding the Ice Orchid surged, almost enveloping her entire body.

“If I die, Xu Jue won’t be able to survive alone. She will die of hunger and cold.”

“Isn’t there me?” Yang Zhuihui cried out, “I said I would marry Xu Jue, and I mean it! I, Yang Guo, am a man of my word!”

“I never trust anyone. I will only trust you when you marry Xu Jue, so stop talking. Step aside. I need to seal some of her acupoints, otherwise this cold might torture her to death.”

Yang Zhuihui stepped aside, and the Demon Doctor pulled out several silver needles from his sleeve, inserting one into Zhang Binu’s hand, neck, and lower back. Zhang Binu, who had been trembling, became unresponsive and sat there motionless.

“Father-in-law, what should I do now?”

“Wait.”

Worried about Zhang Binu's safety, Yang Zhuihui stared at her face, only to find her expressionless, seemingly lost in a sweet dream. Yang Zhuihui considered calling her name, but seeing the Demon Doctor's composed demeanor, he abandoned the idea and continued to wait.

A full quarter of an hour passed before the Demon Doctor finally made a move.

He grasped Zhang Binu's wrist to take her pulse, then gently touched her eyelids. Next, he pulled a finely crafted, two-inch-long, three-tenths-inch-wide, and as thin as a cicada's wing-like dagger from his sleeve—it looked exactly like a modern scalpel.

"After Hua Tuo was killed by Cao Cao, he wanted to entrust his completed 'Qing Nang Jing' to a prison warden to save the people. However, the warden was cowardly and dared not accept it. In a fit of anger, Hua Tuo threw the 'Qing Nang Jing' into the fire, intending to burn it all. Later, another warden found a fragment of the 'Qing Nang Jing' while cleaning the cells. Although most of it was burned, some medicinal and health-preserving texts remained. This warden was my ancestor. He passed the fragment down through generations, eventually reaching me. I originally wanted to use the fragment to save the world, but because my wife eloped with another man, I became the infamous Demonic Doctor, feared throughout the land. I have killed countless people, and I always thought my hands existed only for killing. But today, I will prove that they can also save lives."

"So my father-in-law has this past." Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but think, who had such audacity to abduct the Demonic Doctor's woman? If the Demonic Doctor had caught her, she would probably have been dissected alive as an experimental subject.

"Don't speak now. If you lose your composure, this knife will pierce her eye." With that, the Demon Doctor knelt before Zhang Binu, his hand trembling as he gripped the dagger. His other hand held Zhang Binu's chin, staring intently into her eyes. He said, "I sealed her senses with silver needles, and the extreme cold flower almost stopped the flow of blood throughout her body. Only in this way can I cut open her sealed eyelids. If I'm not mistaken, her eyeballs should be fine."

"Oh," Yang Zhuihui dared not say more.

The tip of the knife was now at the corner of Zhang Binu's eye. The Demon Doctor squinted, staring at the dark red scar between her upper and lower eyelids. With a slight pressure, the tip of the knife pierced the eyelid.

Feeling the thickness of Zhang Binu's eyelids to confirm that the tip hadn't touched the eyeball, he slid his arm to the left. The sealed eyelids split open with the knife, slightly curling back, and a little blood seeped out.

Gently pressing open the eyelids, looking at the unfocused pupil, the Demon Doctor's lips curled into a slight smile.

The sorcerer completely cut open Zhang Binu's left eyelid, then used the same method to cut open her right eyelid. He then took a bottle of medicine from his medicine chest, poured it onto gauze, covered Zhang Binu's eyes, tied a knot at the back of her head, adjusted the tightness of the gauze, and said, "Her eyeballs haven't been damaged, so remove the gauze in two days, and she should be able to see again."

"Thank you, Father-in-law!" Yang Zhuihui clasped his hands in thanks.

The sorcerer closed his medicine chest and asked, "That Ji Hanxiang has too much internal energy, so I deliberately sealed her Tian Sui acupoint during acupuncture. If she ever tries to harm you in the future, you only need to press that acupoint, and she won't be able to resist."

"Father-in-law's consideration is truly thorough," Yang Zhuihui continued to flatter.

"Hehe, I just don't want Xu Jue to become a living dead here with me." The Demon Doctor looked at Zhang Binu, removed the silver needles from her body, and said, "In another quarter of an hour, her bodily functions will begin to recover. You need to use your true energy to keep her warm. It's too cold here, I'll wait for you outside."

"Yes, Guo'er understands!"

After the Demon Doctor left, Yang Zhuihui squatted in front of Zhang Binu, looking at her, and reached out to stroke her face, smooth yet hard, like an ice sculpture.

Chapter 226, Even Masters Can Be Lustful.

His hand moved down, landing on her left breast. He could feel her heartbeat, but it was very slow, at least five times slower than normal, and very weak. He had to be very careful to feel her heartbeat.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Zhuihui went behind Zhang Binu, circulated his energy, and pressed his palms on the Shenzhu, Shendao, Xinyu, and Zhiyang acupoints on Zhang Binu's back, sending his true energy into her body little by little.

Instantly, wisps of white smoke rose from Zhang Binu's whole body.

This continued for about fifteen minutes. Zhang Binu's face had become flushed, and her entire body was covered in fragrant sweat. Her silk robe was damp with sweat, faintly revealing the outline of her bodice, and her full breasts were pushed up.

After another fifteen minutes, Zhang Binu's fingers twitched, and her breasts began to heave violently. With a dry cough, Zhang Binu fell backward.

Yang Zhuihui quickly caught her and called out, "Madam, how are you feeling?"

Zhang Binu coughed several more times, holding Yang Zhuihui tightly and panting, her breasts heaving even more violently. She didn't speak, burying her face in Yang Zhuihui's chest, her body trembling occasionally, and letting out soft sobs.

Yang Zhuihui held Zhang Binu tightly, his hands stroking her face, shoulders, and arms. Because of the sweat, her skin was a little sticky, but it had begun to warm up, which at least proved that Zhang Binu's body was slowly recovering.

After a long while, Zhang Binu finally spoke, "Young Master Yang, my eyes hurt so much, I can't see anything."

"The Demonic Physician said that Her Majesty will be able to see again in two days. It's too cold here, I'll take Madam out."

"Mm."

Yang Zhuihui wanted to help Zhang Binu out of the cave, but her ankle joints were still frozen and hadn't fully recovered, so he had to carry her out.

When they returned to the wooden house, the Demonic Physician had already removed all the silver needles from Ji Hanxiang's body.

As soon as she was free, Ji Hanxiang walked out of the wooden house, channeled her energy into her hands, and thrust out with her left palm.

Boom!

A cloud of dust instantly erupted from the ground, and when the dust settled, ten craters, each over a foot deep, appeared on the ground. Ji Hanxiang let out a hysterical laugh, her expression turning extremely cold, and clenched her fist, saying, "Shao Yuanjie, I will avenge all the hatred of these past ten years, and I will no longer let you bully me!"

Yang Zhuihui and the Demonic Physician, watching Ji Hanxiang unleash her power through the window, were both startled by her strength.

The Demonic Doctor lowered his voice and said, "This person's skill is unfathomable; you must be careful. Remember your father-in-law's words: if she tries to harm you, remember to strike her Tian Sui acupoint on the back of her neck."

"Yes, I understand," Yang Zhuihui nodded.

Watching Ji Hanxiang's retreating figure, Yang Zhuihui suddenly felt as if he had unleashed a monster. If this monster could be used for his own purposes, many problems would be easily solved; but if this monster turned against him, Yang Zhuihui felt that she could completely rival the entire Shangqing Palace.

Ji Hanxiang sat cross-legged to regulate her breathing, circulating her true energy through a small cycle. Then she opened her eyes, her usual gentleness and charm gone, replaced by a hint of coldness and ruthlessness. She stretched her arms, stood up, turned to look at Yang Zhuihui by the window, smiled faintly, and said, "Thank you very much."

"I just hope that the Shangqing Palace can return to the right track, so Senior Ji, you must work hard," Yang Zhuihui said with a forced smile.

"Yes, I'll make that bastard Shao Yuanjie crawl under my skirt!"

Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Zhuihui turned his head and asked, "Father-in-law, will it be inconvenient if we stay here tonight?" "

We'll use the sky as our blanket and the ground as our mat. The two of them will sleep on the bed, and we'll sleep on the floor outside. I also want to have a good chat with you, my son-in-law, because I know almost nothing about you."

"Hehe, alright!" Yang Zhuihui chuckled dryly.

"Go see my daughter first, I'll prepare some food."

"Okay." Yang Zhuihui nodded, said a few words to Zhang Binu, and then got up to head towards the back mountain.

When he reached the green grass, Yang Zhuihui saw Xu Jue, the girl in plain clothes who could sleep for eleven hours a day.

He had come at the wrong time; Xu Jue was lying on her side sleeping on the grass, her face serene and beautiful, her legs slightly bent, and a faint smile on her lips, as if she was having a very sweet dream.

Yang Zhuihui dared not disturb her, so he simply stood there admiring her from afar.

A few fallen leaves drifted down with the wind, landing on Xu Jue's delicate body. She remained completely unresponsive, her breathing even; her beautiful dream seemed forever undisturbed.

"Sleeping Beauty, is she waiting for her prince to kiss her awake?" Yang Zhuihui revealed a slightly wicked smile, yet dared not approach easily. He truly felt that Xu Jue resembled a laurel tree growing in a celestial realm, only to be admired from afar, not to be touched.

After watching for a while, Yang Zhuihui turned to leave, but heard a sound. Turning around, he saw Xu Jue looking at him with curious eyes. She sat up, yawned, smiled sweetly, and said, "Young Master Yang, I haven't seen you for several days. How have you been?"

Yang Zhuihui remembered that he had been away from Lai Wugui for at least five or six months, yet Xu Jue thought he had only been gone for a few days, apparently due to a long period of slumber.

Walking into the meadow, Yang Zhuihui smiled and said, "I've been out and about these past few days."

"That's great, my activity range is limited to this place." Xu Jue asked, puzzled, "Father never lets me go out!"

"It's quite nice here."

"Young Master Yang, when will we have our wedding ceremony?" Xu Jue asked eagerly.

"We're preparing. Do you long to be a bride?"

"Yes, I don't know why, but I just think being a bride is wonderful." Xu Jue hugged her knees and smiled, "Because then I'll have a home."

"And now?"

"Now this home is incomplete, my mother is missing." Xu Jue yawned, rested her head on Yang Zhuihui's lap, closed her eyes and said, "I want to get married, to become someone's mother, I will never leave home."

"You will be a wonderful bride, I look forward to it." Yang Zhuihui stroked her rarely seen long, rose-colored hair and asked, "Are you sleepy again?"

"Xu Jue." Yang Zhuihui called softly, but she did not respond.

Yang Zhuihui gazed at her warm, moist lips, longing to emulate the prince and kiss Sleeping Beauty, but ultimately refrained from doing so. He couldn't help but ponder what he would do after marrying Xu Jue.

As for her figure alone, Xu Jue was exceptionally beautiful; though slender, her breasts and hips were full.

But…

Yang Zhuihui's biggest worry was that she was too prone to sleepiness, making it impossible for her to live like a normal person, let alone conceive and become the mother she longed for. Her dream would then be thwarted.

Bearing children was every woman's basic right, and Xu Jue should have it too. Why, then, did she suffer from this strange, sleepyness-inducing illness? Was even the Demon Doctor helpless?

Lost in thought for a full quarter of an hour, Yang Zhuihui carefully moved his legs, afraid of disturbing her sweet slumber.

Standing up, looking at Xu Jue, Yang Zhuihui felt a pang of melancholy. He wanted to stay with her, but he had more important matters to attend to. He could only hope that things would resolve themselves soon, so he could come and marry Xu Jue.

After glancing at her a few more times, Yang Zhuihui left the meadow and walked towards the wooden house, his footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves.

After dinner, he chatted with Zhang Binu for over an hour. Seeing her constantly yawning, Yang Zhuihui blew out the candle, greeted Ji Hanxiang, and left the wooden house.

Looking at the Demon Doctor lying on the floor covered with sheets, Yang Zhuihui imitated him and lay down beside him. Seeing the Demon Doctor's eyes closed, Yang Zhuihui assumed he was asleep and remained silent.

A short while later, the Demon Doctor opened his eyes and said, "I actually really enjoy sleeping outside. When I close my eyes, all I hear are the chirping of insects; it's very pleasant."

"There don't seem to be any insects near Xu Jue's place."

"I sprinkled medicinal powder around the meadow; no animal dares approach, not even ants or tigers."

"Father-in-law, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Is Xu Jue's illness congenital, or...?"

"I have no interest in discussing this with you." With that, the Demon Doctor turned over, his back to Yang Zhuihui.

"I'm sorry, I just want to know why even my father-in-law, with his superb medical skills, couldn't cure Xu Jue's illness."

"Go to sleep. You should leave here tomorrow too.

" "I understand, Father-in-law." Yang Zhuihui was a little annoyed. The Demonic Doctor had clearly said he planned to have a good talk with him that night, but unexpectedly, he fell silent as soon as Xu Jue was mentioned. Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but wonder if the Demonic Doctor was responsible for Xu Jue's condition.

Lying next to the Demonic Doctor, Yang Zhuihui felt a little uneasy, so he got up and went outside the fence, falling asleep among the soft feathers of the Three-Headed Phoenix.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui, Zhang Binu, and Ji Hanxiang boarded the Three-Headed Phoenix and left Lai Wugui.

"Senior Ji Hanxiang, now that you've recovered your strength, what do you plan to do?" Yang Zhuihui asked, holding Zhang Binu.

Ji Hanxiang squinted, coldly saying, "Make Shao Yuanjie pay a heavy price!"

"And then?"

"Keep an eye on Shangqing Palace. I can't let it become an enemy of the martial arts world; that's something Master wouldn't want." "

And then?"

Ji Hanxiang turned to stare at Yang Zhuihui, asking, "What else do you want to do?"

"Nothing," Yang Zhuihui chuckled dryly.

Ji Hanxiang smiled seductively, saying, "I still want to have a big fight with you. Don't disappoint me then!"

Seeing Ji Hanxiang's lewd smile, Yang Zhuihui felt slightly relieved. He had thought that Ji Hanxiang, having recovered her strength, had no intention of having intercourse with him, but it seemed she still harbored this thought; it seemed her true nature was still lewd.

Two days later, they arrived in Henan province and stopped for a meal near a small village. Ji Hanxiang and the Three-Headed Phoenix stayed together, while Yang Zhuihui led Zhang Binu towards the village.

"Young Master Yang, Binu is a little scared," Zhang Binu said.

Yang Zhuihui grasped Zhang Binu's hand tightly and said, "Madam, don't worry! You will definitely see things."

"I believe you."

Entering the small village, guided by a little girl, Yang Zhuihui went into her house. Her mother was adding fuel to the stove. Hearing their request, she quickly fetched a basin of warm water, took a clean towel from the wardrobe, and pulled her daughter, who kept circling around them, away.

"Madam, don't think too much." Yang Zhuihui went behind Zhang Binu and reached out to untie the knots in the gauze. As he unwrapped the gauze, his eyes were fixed on the mirror in front of Zhang Binu. If there was no effect, it would be immediately apparent.

As he was about to untie the last layer of gauze, Yang Zhuihui's hands trembled. He was terrified that the effect wouldn't be as expected, but if that were the case, he would have no choice but to accept it.

Lifting the lid, Yang Zhuihui gazed at the serene Empress in the mirror and said gently, "Madam, you may open your eyes now."

Zhang Binu's eyelids twitched, but she didn't open them. Instead, she turned and reached out to stroke Yang Zhuihui's cheek, tracing the contours of his face. She smiled faintly, then slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of clear, dark eyes shimmered in the mirror, her long eyelashes making them even more delicate and beautiful, and Yang Zhuihui's handsome face was reflected in them.

"Can you see?" Yang Zhuihui asked worriedly, because her pupils hadn't moved at all.

Zhang Binu smiled brightly and exclaimed excitedly, "Young Master Yang, you look almost exactly as I imagined!"

"Finally, I can see again!" Overjoyed, Yang Zhuihui hugged Zhang Binu tightly, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, but then remembered she was the Empress. He quickly released her, clasped his hands in a fist, and said, "Your Majesty, I deserve to die!"

Chapter 227, The True and False Empress

Zhang Binu hugged Yang Zhuihui, murmuring, "You should have died last time you peeped at Binu while she was bathing."

"Back then, I took advantage of the Empress being blind, so...hehe, sorry." Yang Zhuihui brushed aside Zhang Binu's hair, saying, "You knew I was peeping at you while you bathed, why didn't you say anything then?"

"Because...I was afraid..." Zhang Binu stared at Yang Zhuihui's face, cupped it, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips, gently sucking. Just as Yang Zhuihui was about to open his mouth to receive her kiss, Zhang Binu released him, continuing, "Back then, Binu was blind, my life was in your hands. If Binu had told you you were peeping at me, you might have gone mad and...made Binu so ashamed...I won't say anymore!"

"You'll soon be able to see your beloved Princess Chutong." Yang Zhuihui sighed, "This trip was truly worthwhile!"

"I also really want to see her, but..."

"What is it?"

“I’m a little afraid of Consort Yao. You all say she’s a bad person, and there’s a fake Empress around, I’m really scared. Young Master Yang, what should we do?” With that, Zhang Binu pressed her body even closer, her soft breasts rubbing against Yang Zhuihui, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Feeling his penis slowly hardening, Yang Zhuihui quickly steered his thoughts back on track, saying, “What must be faced must be faced. And Empress, don’t forget I’m here. I won’t let the wicked prevail; I will make sure you return to your throne as Empress!”

“Actually, being by your side is quite nice. Those were the happiest days of my life in Dushi City. Everyone was frank and sincere. The infighting in the harem is too severe,” Zhang Binu said with a wry smile.

“We’ll talk about that later. Let’s take care of business first. I have some things I’d like to ask Your Majesty for help with.”

“Speak.”

“We’ll discuss it in detail later. Let’s go back first.”

“Okay.”

After saying goodbye to the homeowner, the two headed back.

Upon learning that the Empress's eyes had healed, Ji Hanxiang made no comment. However, she had remained so for the past two days, preoccupied only with how to deal with Shao Yuanjie, showing no interest in anything else—a stark contrast to the flamboyant and promiscuous Tai Fengyan of the past.

Two days later, the three of them quietly arrived in the capital and temporarily stayed at the Minister's residence. Fearing Xu Jie would discover Zhang Binu's identity, Yang Zhuihui specially bought her a bamboo hat, only allowing her to remove it upon entering the side room, though her face remained veiled.

After resting for a while, they learned that Jiajing would be meditating at Jingren Palace again the following day. Yang Zhuihui's plan began to surface, and he used Xu Jie to connect with the Daoist Lan Daoxing, preparing to overthrow the Shangqing Palace.

Early the next morning, Jiajing, accompanied by two censors and numerous palace maids and eunuchs, went to Jingren Palace.

Last time, because of Yan Song, he had lost his temper in the main hall; fearing to anger the gods, he decided to meditate again to show his sincerity.

Upon reaching Jingren Palace, palace maids and eunuchs stood in rows on either side of the gate. Accompanied by two censors, Jiajing entered the main hall, exchanged a few words with Lan Daoxing, then removed his dragon robe, donned a Daoist robe, and sat cross-legged on a prayer mat. Lan Daoxing, as before, lit incantations and chanted them. Just as

Lan Daoxing finished his ritual and was about to summon the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Yang Zhuihui, disguised as a musician boy, suddenly stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Jiajing opened his eyes, looked at Yang Zhuihui, and said with displeasure, "Why are you dressed like this, my dear minister?"

"Your Majesty, I have important matters to report. I humbly request Your Majesty to order Daoist Lan to dismiss everyone."

"Your Majesty," Lan Daoxing bowed, awaiting the decree.

Emperor Jiajing appeared very displeased, waving his hand and saying, "My dear minister, we can discuss this later."

Yang Zhuihui lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, someone is plotting to usurp the throne."

"How dare you!" Jiajing slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying, "Daoist Lan, take them all out. No one is allowed to enter without my order!"

"Yes!" Lan Daoxing led the musicians out of the hall, but one of the boys remained standing there, head bowed.

"And you," Jiajing said coldly.

The boy raised his head; it was none other than the current Empress Zhang Binu!

Zhang Binu removed her Taoist hat, her long hair falling loose. Tears welled in her eyes as she knelt on the ground, saying, "Your Majesty, I am Binu!"

Jiajing was surprised and quickly said, "Shouldn't you be in your palace at this time? Why are you here, dressed like this?" "

Your Majesty, actually, I have been away from the palace for quite some time. What you saw in the palace was not the real me."

"How could that be?" Jiajing's body trembled. He quickly helped Zhang Binu up and asked, "You're not joking with me, are you?"

"Your Majesty, what the Empress said is indeed true." Yang Zhuihui clasped his hands and said, "Back then, the Empress knew that Consort Yao and Shao Yuanjie were plotting against you, so she was knocked unconscious. When she woke up, she was in prison, on the verge of death, and blind. It just so happened that I was imprisoned at that time and was able to save the Empress. A few days ago, I took the Empress to the south to seek out a famous doctor, and that's how her eyes were cured."

"Taoist Shao could not have betrayed me. Yang Guo, you need evidence for your words!" Jiajing roared.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Yang Zhuihui hurriedly knelt on one knee, cupping his hands, and said, "We only need to bring in another Empress Zhang for a confrontation, and we will know the truth!"

Jiajing looked at Zhang Binu, then shifted his gaze to Yang Zhuihui, and said, "How can you expect me to believe this is true?

Perhaps you brought her here to deliberately sow discord between me and Daoist Shao!"

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Binu choked out, "Spring's beauty is so alluring, I cannot sleep; the moon casts shadows on the railing."

"You really are..." Jiajing was so shocked that he could not speak, and his gaze shifted to Yang Zhuihui, saying, "I will now summon the fake Empress. I want to see what Shao Yuanjie is up to!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" Yang Zhuihui hurriedly echoed.

A quarter of an hour later, the fake Empress, guided by two eunuchs, entered Jingren Palace.

Entering the main hall, she hurriedly curtsied and said, "Your Majesty, this concubine greets you."

Yang Zhuihui and Zhang Binu, hiding in the inner hall, were both startled, for the fake empress before them looked exactly like Zhang Binu, as if they were carved from the same mold, even their mannerisms and temperament were remarkably similar. If Yang Zhuihui hadn't encountered Zhang Binu first, he would never have doubted that the empress before him was an imposter.

Yang Zhuihui glanced at Zhang Binu a few times, then at the fake empress outside, truly unable to distinguish who was real.

"Spring's beauty is so alluring, I cannot sleep; the moon moves, casting flower shadows on the railing," Jiajing recited aloud, his back to the fake empress.

The fake empress quickly echoed, "Your Majesty truly has refined tastes."

"Do you remember when Princess Chutong last recited this poem?"

"This concubine's memory has been very poor lately; I can't remember many things." "

It was last year's Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, you praised Chutong's exceptional talent; have you forgotten?" Jiajing countered.

The fake empress nodded hastily, then exclaimed in sudden realization, "Your Majesty, I remember now. Hehe, how could I forget such a thing?"

"Fake," Jiajing sighed. "My dear minister, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhuihui and Zhang Binu emerged together.

Upon seeing Zhang Binu, the fake empress froze for a moment, then immediately realized what had happened. She lunged forward, attempting to kidnap Jiajing.

"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!" Jiajing cried out, his face ashen with fear.

"Good!" Yang Zhuihui shouted, flinging out a bamboo skewer he had casually picked up.

"Ah!" A scream rang out as the bamboo skewer pierced the fake empress's hand, blood splattering everywhere. She clutched her wrist, glaring fiercely at Yang Zhuihui as he rapidly approached.

Knowing she was no match for Yang Zhuihui, the fake empress turned and fled towards the door.

"Close the door!" Yang Zhuihui shouted, and the imperial censors guarding the door closed it.

Seeing this, the fake empress tried to run to the left, attempting to escape through the window, but Yang Zhuihui had already rushed forward, grabbing her shoulder and squeezing hard.

"Let me go!" The fake empress cried out in pain, kneeling on the ground, her other hand injured and unable to resist Yang Zhuihui.

Yang Zhuihui dragged her before Jiajing and shouted, "Why did you impersonate the empress?"

The fake empress looked up at Jiajing, trembling all over, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I know my crime."

"How dare you!" Jiajing flicked his sleeve, saying, "Who are you?"

"I..." The fake empress coughed, trembling, "I'm just an ordinary person. Some people said I look very much like the current empress, and they were willing to pay a hundred taels of gold to make me empress, so I..."

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll cut off your entire arm!" Yang Zhuihui roared.

"Speak quickly! Otherwise, I'll drag you out and behead you. Impersonating the Empress is a crime of deceiving the Emperor, enough to have your entire family executed!" Jiajing roared.

"What I've said is the truth!" the fake Empress cried.

Yang Zhuihui tightened his grip slightly, his fingers almost digging into her flesh.

"Ah!" The fake Empress's face turned pale as she cried out, "I was acting on the orders of Consort Yao!"

"Yao Ling'er!" Upon hearing this, Jiajing seemed to age several years in an instant, his steps faltering as he clutched his forehead, saying, "What else do you know? Tell me everything."

"This is all I know."

"If I'm not mistaken, you were acting on the orders of Shao Yuanjie," Yang Zhuihui sneered.

"This humble woman..." The fake empress stammered, then hurriedly kowtowed, saying, "If Your Majesty can spare my life, I will tell you everything I know."

"Very well."

"I was entrusted by Daoist Shao, and later trained by Consort Yao, after which I replaced Empress Zhang. I was only temporarily bewitched, and did not intend to deceive Your Majesty. Please, Your Majesty, see the truth."

"Where is your hometown?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

“Suzhou.”

“Who else is at home?”

“My elderly parents, my newlywed brother, my husband, and a ten-year-old daughter.”

“That’s it?”

“Yes, absolutely no lying!”

Yang Zhuihui tightened his grip, saying, “If that were true, you wouldn’t know martial arts at all. If I’m not mistaken, you must be from the Shangqing Palace!”

The fake empress broke out in a cold sweat and kowtowed several times, saying, “Your Majesty, please forgive me, I am indeed an apprentice of the Shangqing Palace.”

“Stop talking!” Jiajing glanced at her irritably and said, “My dear minister, have Zou Yinglong put her in jail to await her fate.”

“No!” Yang Zhuihui cried out, “If the people of the Shangqing Palace find out that the fake empress has been exposed, they will definitely launch a rebellion. The Shangqing Palace is now the state religion, and they have followers in almost every place. If one thing happens, the whole situation will be affected. Therefore, I beg Your Majesty to hand her over to me for disposal.”

"Do as you please! I'm in a terrible mood. Yan Song and his son plotted a rebellion, and now even Shao Yuanjie, whom I've always valued

, wants to rebel. Am I really that incompetent?" Jiajing spread his arms and laughed loudly, "If our ancestors knew how incompetent I am, they would surely die with their eyes wide open in disbelief." "Your Majesty, now is not the time for self-reproach; we should be thinking of ways to solve the immediate problems."

"Minister Yang, I'll listen to you. Speak your plan."

Yang Zhuihui glanced at the fake empress and struck her on the back of the neck. With a muffled groan, the fake empress collapsed to the ground.

"Your Majesty, there are many things the Shangqing Palace is unaware of. The haunting of Minister Xu Jie's house and the subsequent rape and murder of a maid were actually orchestrated by the Shangqing Palace. They modify animals like bears, turning their tongues into male phalluses, thicker than our legs, so that a woman's genitals would split open with a single thrust."

Chapter 228 Very Wet Very Wet

"Is that so?"

"Your Majesty, being deep within the palace, is unaware of many things." Yang Zhuihui thought for a moment and continued, "They can also transform people into animals, a very evil practice. Therefore, Your Majesty must not openly reprimand Shao Yuanjie; you must use your wits to capture him!"

Jiajing sighed, "I have always hoped he could refine the elixir of immortality for me, but I never expected him to betray the emperor. I must punish him severely!"

"This matter must not be rushed; it requires careful consideration." Although Yang Zhuihui appeared confident, he was actually very worried, especially about the completion of Poppy's modification; if that happened, he would have to fight Poppy to the death.

"Minister Yang, make the arrangements! I will return to the palace with the Empress now, pretending we know nothing. If you come up with a plan, report to me immediately." Jiajing took out a gold token from his sleeve and said, "With this token, you can go anywhere, arrest anyone, and of course, you can directly see me." "

Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Zhuihui hurriedly accepted the token.

"Empress, come back with me." Saying this, Jiajing had already reached the door, and the censor immediately opened it.

"This…" Zhang Binu looked at Yang Zhuihui, very reluctant to part.

"Your Majesty, now that the fake Empress is in my hands, Consort Yao might come looking for the real Empress, so I must tell Your Highness a few things."

"Hmm."

After Jiajing left, Zhang Binu suddenly threw herself into Yang Zhuihui's arms, murmuring, "I don't want to leave you, I don't want to go back to the palace."

"Aren't you afraid he'll see us?" Yang Zhuihui laughed.

"At worst, I'll just quit being Empress," Zhang Binu retorted playfully.

Yang Zhuihui suddenly lifted her chin and kissed her red lips fiercely, saying gently, "Go back and stay with Chutong. I'll take care of Shangqing Palace in the next couple of days, and then you, the one and only Empress, will elope with me!"

"Really?"

"No, not really."

Zhang Binu instantly looked disappointed.

"Really. You'd better be prepared to wander the world with me then." Yang Zhuihui kissed Zhang Binu again and said, "After you go back, try not to get close to Yaoqian'er. I'm afraid you'll give yourself away, and then things will get complicated."

"Okay." Zhang Binu broke free from Yang Zhuihui's embrace and followed him out.

After instructing Zou Yinglong to lock the fake Empress in Jingren Palace, Yang Zhuihui returned to the Minister's residence.

He found Ji Hanxiang and discussed with her various matters concerning dealing with Shangqing Palace.

"Shangqing Palace is currently mainly managed by Shao Yuanjie and Shi Yu. As long as we can subdue them, everything else will be easy," Ji Hanxiang said smugly. "Moreover, I am a former elder. As long as I take action, everyone else will submit to me. Of course, the prerequisite is to subdue Shao Yuanjie and Shi Yu."

"And Yao Qian'er. No, she's no longer a threat." Yang Zhuihui suddenly remembered that he had used the fifth move of the Lustful Dragon to cripple Yao Qian'er's internal energy last time.

"How about we make a high-stakes gamble?"

"You and me?"

"No, it's us and the Shangqing Palace, with Jiajing as the witness." Ji Hanxiang chuckled sinisterly, "We must do it quickly, otherwise the news will leak out, and Shao Yuanjie will be on guard. If he sends out his lecherous beast, we'll be in deep trouble."

"Since Senior Ji is so confident, why not tell this junior your plan? This junior will certainly do his utmost."

"Don't mind talking in bed?" Ji Hanxiang stroked Yang Zhuihui's cheek, saying seductively, "I've been feeling empty for days, I need you to fill my little hole completely, is that alright?"

"Of course!" Yang Zhuihui scooped up Ji Hanxiang and roughly threw her onto the bed. He lowered the curtains, his hand already inside her skirt, covering her soft vulva and rubbing it vigorously. He easily found the slightly parted slit and laughed, "Senior is so lewd, it's all wet here."

Ji Hanxiang generously spread her legs and said, "Because it knew you were going to come in, it got wet on its own."

Yang Zhuihui lifted Ji Hanxiang's skirt, pulled down her panties, and stared at her two plump labia. He stuck out his tongue and licked her already engorged clitoris, then inserted two fingers into her vagina, thrusting and rotating them.

"Yang Guo, turn around, I want to suck your rod," Ji Hanxiang said, burning with desire.

Without another word, Yang Zhuihui immediately took off his shoes and stepped onto the bed.

Ji Hanxiang pulled out Yang Zhuihui's penis, smelled it, and said, "It smells a bit bad."

Yang Zhuihui was about to argue when he felt his penis plunge into a muddy patch. Ji Hanxiang had taken it into her mouth, her tongue licking and sucking the glans with great effort, making soft sucking sounds.

"Suck me there," Ji Hanxiang said hurriedly.

"I will serve you well, senior."

Yang Zhuihui parted her wet labia with two fingers, inserting his tongue into her honeypot, thrusting and rotating. After a quarter of an hour of oral sex, Yang Zhuihui spread Ji Hanxiang's thighs, rubbed the glans against her opening a few times, and then forcefully thrust in.

*Splat!*

His penis was fully inserted, and a lot of vaginal fluid spurted out at the point of penetration.

Ji Hanxiang squeezed Yang Zhuihui's waist tightly, constantly arching her slender waist, and said, "Hurry up, move a little, fuck me to death."

"Senior is really lewd!" Yang Zhuihui laughed.

“I know you like it, so I’m going to become even more lewd. Hurry up and fuck me, hurry up, with your big stick…” Ji Hanxiang pleaded.

Yang Zhuihui rubbed Ji Hanxiang’s breasts, his lower body remaining still, deliberately stimulating her nipples to bring her desire to its peak.

“Hurry up!” Ji Hanxiang glared at Yang Zhuihui and threatened, “If you don’t move, I’m going to rape you.”

“Senior, you do this kind of thing too?” Yang Zhuihui asked doubtfully.

Ji Hanxiang suddenly sat up and hugged Yang Zhuihui, her jade arms exerting force, flipping him over so she was straddling him. Due to the violent movement, the glans touched her clitoris, causing Ji Hanxiang to spasm and almost climax.

Yang Zhuihui rested his head on his arm, ready to enjoy Ji Hanxiang’s defilement.

Ji Hanxiang rested for a moment, until the illusion of orgasm dissipated, then she supported herself on the bed with both hands and began to sway her hips, her penis beginning to move in and out of her honey hole.

Because of the woman-on-top position, Ji Hanxiang's vaginal fluids flowed even more, wetting Yang Zhuihui's curly pubic hair, some even spraying onto his lower abdomen.

Seeing Ji Hanxiang's extremely lewd expression, Yang Zhuihui suddenly thrust his hips forward, his glans plunging into her clitoris.

"Ouch!" Ji Hanxiang arched her back, squirming, "Don't move, I want to play a little longer."

"Senior, don't you want to talk to me about the Shangqing Palace?"

"Not now, my mind is a mess, I only want to do it with you." Ji Hanxiang lifted her fleshy buttocks, and with a thrust, his penis plunged deep into her vagina, hitting the clitoris that was constantly gushing nectar. The glans rubbed against it, and Ji Hanxiang let out a moan.

Each time the glans hit her clitoris, Ji Hanxiang's body would stiffen for a moment, not wanting the tingling sensation to disappear, but she still wanted more pleasure, so she lifted her hips again, letting her vagina release his penis, then swallowing it back in.

After toying with Yang Zhuihui for a full quarter of an hour, Ji Hanxiang's body had become extremely sensitive, utterly exhausted. She lay panting on top of Yang Zhuihui, still licking his nipples with her tongue.

Feeling her flesh tighten around his penis, Yang Zhuihui knew she was close to climax. He grasped one of her buttocks with each hand, bent her legs, and began thrusting forcefully. *

Slap, slap, slap…*

"Oh…oh…uh…ah…"

After more than fifty rapid thrusts, Ji Hanxiang's body convulsed, brought to the peak of sexual pleasure by Yang Zhuihui.

"I'm going to cum too!" Yang Zhuihui's body trembled, and a thick stream of hot semen shot into Ji Hanxiang's uterus, bringing her to a second climax.

Ji Hanxiang lay panting on top of Yang Zhuihui, murmuring, "Doing it with you is so incredibly comfortable."

"If you like it, senior, after we deal with Shao Yuanjie and the others, we can still play together sometime." Yang Zhuihui kissed Ji Hanxiang's forehead.

“Once I’ve dealt with them, I’ll become the Palace Master of Shangqing Palace. I’ll need to conduct a major overhaul of the palace, and I probably won’t have much time to play around with you anymore.” Ji Hanxiang licked her rosy lips and said, “Now I can tell you how to do it. As long as you do as I say, it will only take one time for Shao Yuanjie, Shi Yu, and that so-called Consort to fall into our hands.”

“Please speak, Senior.”

Ji Hanxiang leaned close to Yang Zhuihui’s ear and roughly explained her plan.

After listening, Yang Zhuihui frowned, analyzing the pros and cons of her method. After thinking for a while, Yang Zhuihui nodded and said, "Then I'll go to the palace tonight to meet the Emperor and have him prepare everything as soon as possible. You must teach that old scoundrel Shao Yuanjie a lesson then!"

"Hmm, so tired." Ji Hanxiang's hand groped her lower body. With a lift of her fleshy buttocks, the half-soft, half-hard penis slipped out. She quickly covered her private parts and lay down next to Yang Zhuihui, saying, "It's all flowing out. You ejaculated a lot."

"That proves I'm very capable." Ji Hanxiang's almond eyes were charming as she smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you're the most capable. No wonder you have so many women. What will you do if my daughter Qiangwei wants to be your husband?"

"I'll listen to you, senior."

"Forget it, let's not talk about that now. Let's finish the important things first, and we can talk about the minor things later. But once things here are settled, I want Qiangwei to stay by my side. There's no future for her following Ke Xingning."

"Make her the Holy Maiden of Shangqing Palace?" Yang Zhuihui asked with a smile.

“If she’s willing, that’s naturally no problem. I want to comfort my master, Qingyang Daoren, in heaven with my actions.”

Yang Zhuihui didn’t speak, but looked at Ji Hanxiang’s resolute expression, seemingly even less understanding of this ruthless yet pleasure-seeking woman.

After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Ji Hanxiang got out of bed, cleaned herself of the filth, and then used her mouth to clean Yang Zhuihui’s penis.

Because she was too tired from being fucked, Ji Hanxiang fell asleep immediately. Even when Yang Zhuihui called her to get up for lunch at noon, she was too lazy to move. Yang Zhuihui could only leave her a bowl of corn porridge.

In the afternoon, Yang Zhuihui obediently sat in Xu Yueqing’s boudoir listening to her play the zither, and even pretended to be very knowledgeable about music, occasionally nodding and swaying his head. Because Xiao Qu was there as a third wheel, Yang Zhuihui didn’t dare to be presumptuous. It wasn’t until almost dinnertime that he took advantage of Xiao Qu leaving to hold Xu Yueqing in his arms and say sweet words that every young girl in love loves to hear.

After dinner, Yang Zhuihui wandered around the Minister's residence until dark before leaving. He checked his waist to make sure the gold token was still there, then swaggered towards the palace. With

the token in hand, he was truly unhindered; neither the Imperial Guards, eunuchs, nor palace maids dared to stop him. Moreover, with Lu Bing, an Imperial Guard controlled by snake poison, by his side, Yang Zhuihui was even more at ease.

Reaching the Taiji Palace, Jiajing's sleeping quarters, he waited for the gatekeeper eunuch to announce his arrival before entering.

Jiajing was sitting at a low table made of golden nanmu wood. On the table were not memorials or books, but a pile of bottles and jars, some upright, some upside down, covered with small black pills, some even rolled onto the floor. Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but think that the man before him didn't seem like an emperor, but rather a Taoist alchemist.

Chapter 229, May 26th, The Empress and Her Daughter :

"Your Majesty, this humble subject pays his respects." Yang Zhuihui hurriedly

knelt and bowed. Jiajing didn't even raise his head, saying, "Rise. Minister Yang, what brings you here?"

"I wonder what troubles Your Majesty?"

"I..." Jiajing picked up a bottle, shook it, and said, "These are all elixirs and miraculous medicines presented by Daoist Shao. I need to take them every day, but when I think of his betrayal, I dare not take them anymore, yet I worry that my health will collapse." "

Has Your Majesty had the imperial physicians examine these medicines?"

"Miraculous medicines, how can mortals see them?" Jiajing sighed, "Since you saved my life, my dear minister, you can naturally see them."

Yang Zhuihui knew that this dog emperor still coveted immortality and hadn't yet made up his mind to eliminate Shao Yuanjie and his ilk; if so, Yang Zhuihui dared not rashly tell Jiajing his plan. If Jiajing continued to hesitate, giving Shao Yuanjie an opportunity, it would definitely be Yang Zhuihui who suffered.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Zhuihui said, "Your Majesty, I dare not conceal the truth. I have actually achieved immortality."

"Really?" Jiajing jumped up, grabbed Yang Zhuihui's shoulder, and asked, "Which deity bestowed upon you the elixir of immortality?"

Seeing Jiajing's impatient appearance, Yang Zhuihui almost laughed out loud, but he had to pretend to be very serious and said, "I once visited the southernmost island, where four fairies lived. I stayed there for more than a month and received their true teachings. My body is now invulnerable to swords and spears. If Your Majesty does not believe me, you can try it."

"Really?" Jiajing still refused to believe it and patted Yang Zhuihui several times. He felt that Yang Zhuihui's muscles were very firm, but he could not feel that they were invulnerable. To verify the truth, Jiajing took the sword hanging from the beam, drew it, and pointed it at Yang Zhuihui's chest, asking, "Is it possible?"

Yang Zhuihui patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, please come. As long as Your Majesty believes my words, then Your Majesty may also achieve immortality."

Upon hearing the words "immortality," Jiajing became extremely excited. This was his lifelong dream! Without further hesitation, he thrust his sword at Yang Zhuihui.

The tip of the sword pressed against Yang Zhuihui's chest, but the blade bent to one side.

Seeing that Yang Zhuihui was unharmed, Jiajing quickly withdrew his sword and ordered Yang Zhuihui to loosen his collar.

Seeing the slight redness on Yang Zhuihui's chest, Jiajing was so excited he almost wanted to hug him. He quickly threw down his sword, tears streaming down his face, and said, "My dear Yang, my dear Yang, you should have told me about your abilities sooner! I want you to be my personal bodyguard, and then you can teach me the secret to immortality!"

Yang Zhuihui straightened his clothes and said, "That's a small matter. As long as those traitors are eliminated, I will tell Your Majesty all the secrets to immortality."

"Good!" Jiajing patted Yang Zhuihui's shoulder heavily and said firmly, "You have given me confidence. I will order Shao Yuanjie and the others to be arrested and imprisoned in the Imperial Prison right now!"

"No." Yang Zhuihui hurriedly said, "This matter must not be rushed. Shao Yuanjie is skilled in evil arts. If we arrest him rashly and he escapes, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Then what does my dear Yang think I should do?" Jiajing's bloodshot eyes were filled with longing.

Yang Zhuihui feigned mystery and asked, "Is Your Majesty interested in gambling?"

"I only seek immortality; I have no interest in anything else."

"What if someone tries to prevent Your Majesty from achieving immortality?"

"Kill!" Jiajing said fiercely.

"Actually, Shao Yuanjie and his group never intended for Your Majesty to achieve immortality. If they had achieved it earlier, Your Majesty wouldn't have valued them."

"I have shown them such favor, even making Shangqing Palace the state religion, yet this Shao Yuanjie has dared to deceive the emperor!"

"Now that they are no longer needed, I can do my part. However, letting them run rampant will lead to rebellion, so the most urgent task is to deal with Shangqing Palace first. I implore Your Majesty to issue an imperial edict to settle the score between Shangqing Palace and the Divine Python Sect."

"The Divine Python Sect?" Jiajing was startled again. "Didn't you already eradicate the Divine Python Sect?"

"Your Majesty, please hear my words." Yang Zhuihui lowered his voice and explained his plan to Jiajing.

Jiajing listened, considered for a long time, and then nodded.

Jiajing had already agreed, so Yang Zhuihui saw no need to linger and waste any more time with him, and prepared to take his leave. Jiajing, however, wanted to keep Yang Zhuihui for a long talk throughout the night; he was eager to know how Yang Zhuihui had achieved immortality.

The thought of sharing a bed with Jiajing was unbearable for Yang Zhuihui, so he

used the excuse of returning to prepare to leave Taiji Palace. It was still early, and Yang Zhuihui didn't want to go back so soon, so he asked a palace maid for directions to Empress Zhang's palace and excitedly ran towards Kunning Palace.

Upon reaching Kunning Palace, two palace maids tried to stop Yang Zhuihui from entering, but he quickly pulled out his gold token and waved it in front of them. The maids hurriedly knelt and bowed.

"Is the Empress inside?"

"Yes."

"Oh." Yang Zhuihui quickly put away the gold token, lifted his left leg, and went inside.

"I think I forgot to tell him Princess Chutong is also inside," one palace maid said.

"It's alright, you'll know once you go in," the other palace maid reassured him.

Reaching the main palace, Yang Zhuihui saw the door was ajar, so he gently pushed it open and peeked inside.

The Empress's bedchamber was very spacious, with strips of semi-transparent golden gauze hanging on both sides, swaying gently in the breeze. A phoenix bed, covered by a curtain, was placed at the deepest part of the palace.

Wanting to surprise Zhang Binu, Yang Zhuihui tiptoed inside.

Reaching the bed, he looked at Zhang Binu through the curtains, and couldn't help but want to pounce on her immediately.

Zhang Binu was facing away from Yang Zhuihui, her lower body covered by a golden sheet, and her upper body clad in a golden bodice.

Because her back was turned, Yang Zhuihui couldn't see much, but just looking at the jade-white skin of Zhang Binu's back was enough to make him lose control. Moreover, the sheet was low, and her undergarments were also very low, vaguely revealing her buttocks.

His gaze shifted downwards, taking in the outline of Zhang Binu's long, slender legs, and Yang Zhuihui almost had a nosebleed. The decorations here were extremely luxurious. Spending a night of passion with Zhang Binu here would definitely leave a deep impression on Yang Zhuihui. Therefore, he decided to take Zhang Binu tonight and, incidentally, give Jiajing a second cuckold's horns!

Gently pulling back the bed curtains, Yang Zhuihui sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch Zhang Binu's jade-like arm, slowly moving upwards, gently stroking her shoulder—the touch was as smooth as jade!

Yang Zhuihui swallowed, his hand slowly moving towards her lower body, slipping under the sheets, and caressing her buttocks through her underpants.

Zhang Binu seemed to be awakened by Yang Zhuihui, slapping his hand away.

Yang Zhuihui knew that Zhang Binu actually wanted him to go deeper, so he slipped his hand under her underpants, touching her snowy buttocks without any resistance, and then tracing the cleft towards her private parts.

Having reached her anus, Yang Zhuihui touched Zhang Binu's soft vulva, his hand slowly sliding through the fleshy opening.

"Mother, don't touch Chu Tong there!" These simple words startled Yang Zhuihui. He hurriedly reached for her pubic area, only to find a few soft pubic hairs. Remembering Zhang Binu's abundant pubic hair, Yang Zhuihui knew he had touched the wrong person.

Just as he was hesitating, the door suddenly opened, and Zhang Binu was standing there.

"Young Master Yang!" Zhang Binu called out.

"Young Master Yang?" Chu Tong, who was resting in bed, quickly turned around. Seeing a strange man, she immediately slapped him across the face.

Yang Zhuihui hurriedly withdrew his hand, stepped back, and covered his burning face, saying, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

"You bastard!" Chu Tong, her pretty face flushed, hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover her upper body and cried out, "Mother, he... he touched my private parts!"

"Young Master Yang, how could you..." Zhang Binu didn't know what to say.

Yang Zhuihui looked at the delicate-featured girl in front of him with embarrassment. Her face was youthful and her teeth

were white, her eyebrows were delicate and graceful, her skin was fair and her bones were like ice and jade, and two ponytails hung down on her soft shoulders.

She was staring fiercely at Yang Zhuihui, her breathing was rapid, and her breasts were heaving. The dignified princess of the Ming Dynasty had actually been touched in her private parts by a complete stranger. How could this be allowed?

"Young Master Yang, what happened?" Zhang Binu pretended to be angry.

"Hehe, this... this..." Yang Zhuihui scratched the back of his head.

"Mother, you must stand up for me." Chu Tong said coquettishly.

“Young Master Yang, really, how could you… sigh!”

“I thought it was you in bed, so I…” Yang Zhuihui said bitterly.

“Just because it’s my mother, you dare to do such a thing?” Chu Tong’s eyebrows furrowed, and she said, “I will definitely make my father execute you!”

“Chu Tong, listen to your mother.” Zhang Binu hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yang Zhuihui behind her, saying, “Young Master Yang is a good person, let’s pretend this never happened, okay?”

“But my private parts have never been touched by a man before, he… he… he actually touched my…” Thinking of Yang Zhuihui’s hand touching her private parts, Chu Tong was so angry that she wanted to kill him.

“My lovely little princess Chu Tong, I have something to do, I’ll go first, we’ll talk properly next time.” Yang Zhuihui smiled, patted Zhang Binu’s buttocks, and turned to run away.

“Bastard!” Chu Tong cursed.

"Chu Tong, forget it, as long as you're safe, don't worry about him." Zhang Binu hurriedly hugged Chu Tong, then said, "I'll go to bed with you now and we'll sleep together tonight."

"Okay!"

Running out of Kunning Palace, Yang Zhuihui was covered in sweat from fright. Ignoring the surprised looks of the palace maids, he ran out of the palace like a gust of wind.

Back at the Minister's residence, Yang Zhuihui told Ji Hanxiang about the situation. Ji Hanxiang was very satisfied and wanted to be intimate with Yang Zhuihui.

Yang Zhuihui did not refuse. He threw Ji Hanxiang onto the bed, stripped her clothes off, and thrust his long penis into her vagina, fucking her hard. But in his mind, he was thinking about the angry look on Chu Tong's face.

Early the next morning, imperial edicts summoned all the important officials of the court to the palace, including Shao Yuanjie, the master of Shangqing Palace.

The gaunt, mustachioed Shao Yuanjie threw the imperial edict to the ground, shouting, "Outrageous! I never expected Bai Lan to still be alive, and even went to Jiajing to complain about us!"

Shi Yu, standing nearby, bent down to pick up the edict, glanced at it briefly, and said, "His Majesty has agreed to the martial arts contest. What are your thoughts, Senior Brother?"

"I'm not afraid of that woman! I will prove to that idiot Jiajing on the arena that our Shangqing Palace is the true sect, and the Divine Python Sect is an evil sect!"

"Senior Brother, are you going to fight personally?"

"Of course!" Shao Yuanjie snorted, "Bai Lan is the leader of the Divine Python Sect. Since she wants to fight personally, how can I, as the Palace Master of Shangqing Palace, back down? Are you going to go?"

"That's not what Shi Yu meant," Shi Yu quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"By the way, how is Poppy?"

"She's been modified according to the Palace Master's requirements." Shi Yu sneered, "She wants to betray Shangqing Palace, and we will make her a white fox, never to be able to turn back into a human!"

"Very good. What a stupid woman, I didn't expect her to be so easy to use. Let's go! We can't keep the Emperor waiting too long."

"Yes!"

Chapter 230, Two Great Masters

At this moment, a large arena had been set up outside the Taiji Hall. Jiajing sat on the dragon throne on the stone steps, with Zhang Binu and Yao Ling'er sitting beside him. Ministers such as Xu Jie, Yang Zhuihui, and Zou Yinglong could only stand on the sides, but occasionally young palace maids would bring them grapes from the Western Regions, which was a nice treat.

Jiajing and the others' gazes were almost all focused on one person, Ji Hanxiang, who was wearing a purple pleated skirt and a white veil, standing on the arena. She was waiting for Shao Yuanjie to appear so she could personally finish him off!

Half an hour later, Shao Yuanjie, Shi Yu, and eight disciples of Shangqing Palace appeared in front of the palace gate.

Shao Yuanjie stared at Ji Hanxiang, not recognizing her, mistaking her for Rou Su, the leader of the Divine Python Sect.

He knelt before the stone steps, and with Jiajing's permission, Shao Yuanjie walked alone onto the arena.

With a flick of his whisk, Shao Yuanjie lowered his voice, gritting his teeth, and said, "Bai Lan, I never expected you to run to the Emperor to complain. Daring to speak ill of our Shangqing Palace, today I will make you taste the power of the Shangqing Palace!"

A biting wind blew against Ji Hanxiang's delicate body, her skirt fluttering, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs.

Looking at Shao Yuanjie, Ji Hanxiang smiled contemptuously, stepped forward with her left leg, and extended her left hand, saying, "Please enlighten me."

"Please!"

Neither side launched an attack first, seemingly waiting for the other to make a move.

"Your Majesty, if the leader of the Divine Python Sect wins, then..." Xu Jie hesitated.

"If you win, you lose. What's the problem?" Jiajing said disapprovingly.

"Come, Your Majesty." Yao Ling'er picked a grape and handed it to Jiajing.

Jiajing, however, turned his head away unappreciatively. If it were before, he would have definitely opened his mouth to eat it. The thought that Yao Ling'er was also trying to frame him made Jiajing wish he could throw her into the imperial prison immediately.

Seeing that Bai Lan had not made a move, Shao Yuanjie became a little impatient. He took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it upwards, chanting: "Five Emperors and Five Dragons, descend with light and wind. Spread your blessings widely and assist the Thunder God. Five lakes and four seas, waters flow to the source. The divine talisman commands you, Changchuan obeys. Those who dare to disobey will be punished by the Thunder Axe. So be it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds gathered in the originally clear sky, thunder roared, and bolts of lightning struck down.

"Hmph!" Ji Hanxiang sneered and said, "Don't think that the Five Thunder Spell can do anything to me. Shao Yuanjie, you are still too green!"

Ji Hanxiang took out two talismans from her sleeve, quickly drew a few lines on them with her index finger, and threw them into the sky.

The talismans flew swiftly, merging left and right to sandwich the talisman thrown by Shao Yuanjie.

With a deafening roar, the three talismans exploded, scattering sparks, and the dark clouds in the sky vanished.

Shao Yuanjie frowned, carefully examining the woman before him. Seemingly remembering something, he said, "Junior Sister Ji, it's been a long time. I never expected to meet you again in this setting."

"Senior Brother, you always thought I was dead, didn't you?" Ji Hanxiang sneered. Shao

Yuanjie chuckled, "Junior Sister, this is the imperial palace; it's not convenient to speak here. Why not tell the Emperor your identity? I can bestow upon you the title of Holy Mother of Shangqing Palace, allowing you to be worshipped by thousands and enjoy endless riches and honors." "

Shao Yuanjie, back then, for the position of Palace Master, you drove away Senior Brother Zhou Buxian and sealed my lifeline. If it weren't for my good fortune, I would have been killed by you long ago. For the past fifteen years, I've dreamt of killing you!" Ji Hanxiang roared angrily.

“Junior sister, I’ve thought it all through. We’re like brother and sister, let’s just forget about all the old grudges! With our combined strength, we can definitely bring glory to Shangqing Palace, and…” Shao Yuanjie smiled mysteriously, saying, “The entire Ming Dynasty will be ours.”

“Shut up!” Ji Hanxiang flung out a talisman and shouted in a sweet voice, “Majestic Great Dao, soaring through the cosmos! Heavenly soldiers descend!”

A golden-armored celestial soldier, radiating golden light, descended from the sky, brandishing his halberd and thrusting it at Shao Yuanjie.

"Don't be ungrateful!" Shao Yuanjie quickly drew four talismans and tossed them into the air, shouting, "Command the dragon and tiger, the ranks are in disarray. Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise, guard my true self. So be it!"

With that, the four talismans transformed into four divine beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

Clang!

The halberd struck the Black Tortoise's back, sending the celestial soldier flying. Simultaneously, the Azure Dragon spewed a jet of water, the White Tiger pounced on the celestial soldier, and the Vermilion Bird swooped down.

The celestial soldier brandished his halberd, leaping up and stabbing the White Tiger in the throat. The White Tiger cried out in agony, transforming into a talisman and falling to the ground.

At the same time, the water jet struck the celestial soldier, who hastily parried with his halberd, but the force of the impact propelled him to the edge of the arena, his golden light flickering.

The celestial soldier roared and leaped up like lightning, striking down with a halberd. The Vermilion Bird, unable to dodge in time, was instantly reverted to its original form.

Watching the celestial soldier fight the divine beast, Jiajing and the others were terrified, their faces ashen. They couldn't believe these two could summon celestial soldiers and divine beasts.

Yang Zhuihui also showed fear. He only knew that the Shangqing Palace had lewd beasts and flesh-eating beasts, but he never imagined their magic had reached such heavenly levels!

The celestial soldier struck hard, the halberd hitting the back of the Black Tortoise. The Black Tortoise quickly shrank back, and seeing it unharmed, the celestial soldier simply pierced the head of the tortoise with the halberd. A flash of white light, and only a single talisman remained on the ground.

Having reverted three talismans to their original forms, only the Azure Dragon, still circling overhead, remained.

The celestial soldier looked up at the Azure Dragon, roared several more times, and vigorously pounded his chest in a show of force.

The Azure Dragon roared several times and charged at the celestial soldier.

The celestial soldier raised his halberd, intending to kill the Azure Dragon, but the Azure Dragon coiled around the halberd like a snake, its mouth snapping at the soldier's arm. The celestial soldier roared, the halberd spun, and he swiftly withdrew it, slashing the Azure Dragon several times. The Azure Dragon quickly released its grip and hovered in the air.

Both the celestial soldier and the Azure Dragon emitted a faint, flickering light, with Daoist talismans appearing indistinctly.

"Senior brother, such petty tricks are no match for the celestial soldier. You should go to the Yellow Springs and kowtow to Master to admit your mistake," Ji Hanxiang sneered. "

Your celestial soldier is about to die too," Shao Yuanjie scoffed.

The celestial soldier roared, using his halberd to prop himself up on the ground, leaping high into the air, spreading his arms to embrace the Azure Dragon's head, and crashing to the ground.

After a cloud of dust, a large crater appeared in the ground. The celestial soldier and the Azure Dragon had vanished, leaving only one or two Daoist talismans stuck together.

"Senior brother, what other abilities do you have?" Ji Hanxiang sneered, throwing out five talismans in succession, and chanted with her fingers, "Those who obey my spell, quickly submit! Those who disobey my spell, perish! The Heavenly King descends! So be it!"

Shao Yuanjie was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Why would Master teach you the Heavenly King Spell?"

"Because I am Master's most beloved disciple!" Ji Hanxiang laughed loudly.

The five talismans flew into the sky, merged into one, and transformed into Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. He was holding the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, chanting incantations.

"No! I can't be trapped by the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda!" Shao Yuanjie hurriedly pulled out more than a dozen talismans from his sleeve and scattered them into the sky, "Anger shakes heaven and earth, the sun and moon lose their light. Its power swallows the five sacred mountains, and it crushes all directions. Tianpeng is summoned! So be it!"

Ji Hanxiang summoned the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, while Shao Yuanjie summoned Marshal Tianpeng.

With a fierce expression, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King roared and hurled the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. Marshal Tianpeng swung his nine-toothed rake, striking the pagoda with it.

Clang!

The pagoda flew up, a soft light enveloping Marshal Tianpeng, who was then drawn into it. The pagoda then plummeted towards Shao Yuanjie.

Knowing his magic was no match for Ji Hanxiang, Shao Yuanjie quickly retreated to the edge of the arena, turning and shouting, "Your Majesty, this woman is a traitor to the Shangqing Palace. Fifteen years ago, my master expelled her from the sect. I beg Your Majesty to capture her!"

Jiajing coldly replied, "Since she is a traitor to the Shangqing Palace, it is only right that the Palace Master cleanses the sect."

Feeling the approaching pressure from above, Shao Yuanjie had no choice but to leap off the arena.

Thud!

The Demon-Suppressing Pagoda crashed onto the arena, the deafening sound nearly knocking everyone present to the ground.

With a flick of her sleeve, Ji Hanxiang caused the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda and the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King to vanish simultaneously, leaving behind a dozen or so Taoist talismans on the ground and five more floating in the sky.

"Senior brother, it seems you've run out of tricks," Ji Hanxiang laughed. "You still dare to call me a traitor? I really don't know who the real traitor is!"

"Your Majesty, she will be a threat to you! I beg you to arrest her!" Shao Yuanjie shouted again.

Jiajing rubbed his forehead, saying casually, "Shao Yuanjie! How dare you say such a thing? If we're talking about traitors, you're definitely one! And you even dare to threaten my empire! Guards, seize her!"

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Shao Yuanjie reacted quickly, shouting, "Shi Yu, seize Jiajing!"

The fat Taoist Shi Yu rushed towards the panicked Jiajing, but Yang Zhuihui blocked his way, striking Shi Yu with a palm.

Shi Yu didn't know that Yang Zhuihui had mastered the incredibly powerful palm technique, the Heaven-Shattering Strike, so he gathered all his inner strength and used his bare palm to receive Yang Zhuihui's attack.

With a loud "whoosh," Shi Yu vomited blood, his meridians nearly shattered, and he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Shao Yuanjie hurriedly pulled out eight Daoist talismans and threw them at his eight disciples.

The talismans landed accurately on their foreheads, and with beast-like roars, their Daoist robes ripped open, their muscles rapidly bulging, their skin covered in bulging blood vessels, their skin darkening, and black hair growing.

When the mutation ended, the eight lewd beasts stood there howling, their mouths revealing enormous, dripping phalluses.

Seeing this, Ji Hanxiang quickly used a Daoist talisman to summon golden-armored celestial soldiers, who swung their halberds and charged towards the lewd beasts.

Ji Hanxiang sneered, "Shao Yuanjie, I never expected you to use the Shangqing Palace to do such a disgraceful thing!"

"This empire belongs to Shao Yuanjie! Today, none of you will leave here!" Shao Yuanjie's eyes flashed with malice as he looked at the ashen-faced Jiajing Emperor and laughed wildly, "Jiajing, I, Shao Yuanjie, never wanted to usurp the throne so soon! You forced me to this!"

"Minister Yang, Minister Yang, quickly protect me!" Jiajing shouted.

Seeing the golden-armored soldiers about to face the lewd beasts head-on, Yang Zhuihui shielded Jiajing, drawing his dragon-carved sword, its blade gleaming coldly.

Four lewd beasts charged directly at the golden-armored soldiers, while the other four leaped up, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on them.

The golden-armored soldiers swung their halberds, piercing the oncoming lewd beasts' bellies, but their speed did not decrease in the slightest.

Almost simultaneously, the golden-armored celestial soldier was pounced upon by the remaining lewd beasts. A flash of golden light, and a talisman floated out from among them, spinning a few times in the air like a withered leaf before burning away. Then, the eight lewd beasts charged towards Yang Zhuihui.

Seeing the beast with a wounded abdomen yet running incredibly fast, Yang Zhuihui gripped his sword with both hands, already in an attack stance.

"Junior sister, these eight lewd beasts of mine feel no pain! Your lousy magic can't possibly defeat them!" Shao Yuanjie laughed wildly.

Ji Hanxiang gritted her teeth and shouted, "I can't handle them, I'll handle you first!"

As she spoke, she reached into her sleeve, but couldn't find any talismans; she had used them all.

Chapter 231, The Imperial Concubine is Unwell

The talismans Ji Hanxiang used weren't just any ordinary talismans available on the street; she had drawn them herself to make them effective. Now that she'd run out, she truly didn't know how to deal with Shao Yuanjie and those lewd beasts.

Watching the eight lewd beasts simultaneously spitting out their glans, Yang Zhuihui's hands, gripping the sword hilt, were drenched in sweat. He wasn't worried about his own life, but about Zhang Binu and the others. If one of the lewd beasts charged, it could cause irreparable regret.

But even the golden-armored heavenly soldiers couldn't stop the lewd beasts; what could he, a mere mortal, do?

"Protect the Emperor!"

Hundreds of imperial guards surged in through the gate, but they were utterly powerless against the lewd beasts!

Just as Yang Zhuihui was filled with worry, Yue Chan, dressed in a blue silk robe, appeared on the city gate. With a gentle smile, she rose into the air, flying like a fairy towards the arena, holding a sachet in her hand.

Her jade-like foot touched the arena, leaping above the lewd beasts. As the lewd beast roared, Yuechan, her face contorted with disgust, untied her sachet, releasing a cloud of yellow powder.

The powder clung to the beast, causing it to scream and kneel on the ground, clawing at its chest as its body slowly withered. Moments later, it transformed back into human form, naked and trembling, staring at the bewildered Shao Yuanjie.

Yuechan landed and bowed to Jiajing, saying, "This humble woman is Bai Yuechan, daughter of Bai Lan, the former leader of the Divine Python Sect. I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities," Jiajing said, relieved.

"How is this possible!" Shao Yuanjie roared.

Yuechan looked at Shao Yuanjie with a contemptuous smile and said, "My mother knew long ago that your Shangqing Palace was using people for experiments, intending to use the test subjects to harm the Emperor and even the entire Ming Dynasty. So five months ago, she sent me and the Black Left Envoy of the Divine Python Sect to the capital to investigate. Later, we did discover that the Shangqing Palace was manufacturing lewd beasts, so we went back to study how to counter them."

"So the Divine Python Sect is so loyal to the Ming Dynasty." Jiajing's eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted, "Take down these traitors!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Shao Yuanjie hurriedly tried to escape, but was stopped by Yang Zhuihui.

"Don't force me to take action!" Shao Yuanjie shouted.

At this moment, Ji Hanxiang and Yuechan also stood beside Yang Zhuihui, looking at the furious Shao Yuanjie.

“Shao Yuanjie, considering our past as fellow disciples, if you would kowtow and admit your mistakes before our master’s grave, I can beg the Emperor to spare your life!”

“Hahaha…” Shao Yuanjie laughed wildly, “You incompetent fools have no right to point fingers at me!”

“Unfortunately, your elaborate scheme has failed due to carelessness.” Yang Zhuihui said expressionlessly.

“Who said that!” With that, Shao Yuanjie reached for Yue Chan.

Just as he was about to grab Yue Chan’s arm, Yang Zhuihui pulled Yue Chan away.

Missing his target, Shao Yuanjie hurriedly pulled out the remaining twenty-odd talismans.

“Stop being so stubborn!” Ji Hanxiang raised her foot and kicked Shao Yuanjie’s wrist, sending the talismans flying everywhere, blown in all directions by the strong wind.

Looking at the talismans, Shao Yuanjie continued to laugh wildly, but suddenly knelt on the ground, grabbed Ji Hanxiang's ankle, and said, "Junior Sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have poisoned you, nor should I have driven away Senior Brother Zhou. Now I finally understand. I can give you the position of Palace Master of Shangqing Palace, as long as you can spare my life."

"I just said that," Ji Hanxiang sighed, "However, to ensure that Senior Brother will not harm the common people in the future, I must now cripple Senior Brother's internal energy and chop off one of his fingers!"

Shao Yuanjie's eyes widened, his hand formed an eagle claw, and he rose to grab Ji Hanxiang's neck, shouting, "Absolutely not!"

Just as his hand was about to touch Ji Hanxiang, Ji Hanxiang's palm, which had already been filled with true energy, struck Shao Yuanjie's chest heavily, and pressed his Zigong acupoint with her fingers, channeling a surge of true energy into him.

Shao Yuanjie's eyes rolled back, and he flew backward. Because his Zigong acupoint was severely injured, he died before he even hit the ground.

Yang Zhuihui shuddered upon seeing Ji Hanxiang's move. He knew Ji Hanxiang had been prepared all along; her previous earnest words were merely to make everyone present believe she was a good person, and killing Shao Yuanjie and taking his place would then seem natural, even garnering everyone's support.

"Guards!" Jiajing stood up and shouted, "Take Shi Yu and all the disciples of Shangqing Palace to the prison!"

At this moment, Shi Yu appeared dejected, offering no resistance and allowing the Imperial Guards to drag him away.

After the Imperial Guards escorted them away, Jiajing turned to look at the pale-faced Yao Ling'er and said, "Consort Yao, you don't look well."

Yao Ling'er curtsied and said, "Ling'er cannot bear such a bloody scene and has lost her composure. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

"You still want to deceive me! You first..."

"Your Majesty,"

Yang Zhuihui stepped forward and said, "Please deal with state affairs first. Family matters can be dealt with later when you return."

Jiajing flicked his sleeve and turned away angrily, saying, "I will sentence everyone in Shangqing Palace to death!"

"Absolutely not!" Yang Zhuihui exclaimed. "Shao Yuanjie's crime is one person's fault, not the fault of all the disciples of Shangqing Palace. This Senior Ji is a former elder of Shangqing Palace. She was forced to flee Shangqing Palace due to persecution by Shao Yuanjie

. Now she has returned to clean up the mess, hoping to bring glory to Shangqing Palace. Therefore, I implore Your Majesty to entrust Shangqing Palace to her. I believe she can bring Shangqing Palace back to the right path!" Jiajing pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Enough, enough. Today's greatest contributor is Minister Yang. Do as you say."

"Actually, this is all I ask." Yang Zhuihui looked up at Yao Ling'er and continued, "Your Majesty, I heard that Consort Yao has been unwell recently. I have found a folk remedy and would like to show it to Your Majesty later."

Jiajing was a little puzzled, but still nodded in agreement and said, "Everyone, please step down. Consort Yao, Minister Yang, and those two young ladies, please stay."

"Yes!"

Once only Jiajing, Yang Zhuihui, Yuechan, Ji Hanxiang, and Yao Ling'er remained in the vast palace, Jiajing said, "Yao Ling'er, if it weren't for Minister Yang's consideration for my imperial dignity, I would have exposed your true colors as a vixen in public!"

Realizing her identity had been revealed and that Shao Yuanjie was dead, Yao Ling'er, still wanting to live, knelt on the ground and choked out, "Your Majesty, Ling'er has her reasons. Ling'er is Shao Yuanjie's younger sister, and he raised her from childhood, so she is completely obedient to him. He even said that if I didn't obey him, he... he would turn Ling'er into one of those monsters. Due to his tyranny, Ling'er had no choice but to do many things. Please, Your Majesty, see the truth. What Ling'er said is all true, sob sob sob..."

"Minister Yang, what do you say?"

Yang Zhuihui smiled sinisterly and said, "Letting Consort Yao remain by His Majesty's side will definitely cause him sleepless nights. But if an edict is issued to the world that Consort Yao is plotting a rebellion, everyone will think His Majesty is incapable of judging character. As I just mentioned, Consort Yao has been unwell recently, so I am willing to take her to seek out renowned doctors."

Jiajing thought that Yang Zhuihui only wanted to relieve him of trouble, so he said, "Yao Ling'er, Minister Yang is going to take you to seek out renowned doctors. You must listen to him carefully. I look forward to the day you return."

"Your Majesty..." Yao Ling'er looked at Yang Zhuihui's wicked smile, her vision went black, and she fainted on the spot.

After a moment, Jiajing asked, "Minister Yang, when will you tell me the secret to immortality?"

"I need to return to Dushi City to prepare some medicinal ingredients, so it will probably take about a month. Please don't be impatient, Your Majesty, because I want to offer you the best medicine."

"That suits my purposes perfectly." Jiajing looked at Ji Hanxiang and asked, "You should be able to manage the Shangqing Palace, right? If not, I will disband it."

Ji Hanxiang clasped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I have absolute confidence."

"Very good."

Then, Jiajing asked Yuechan, "Would you be willing to become my Imperial Concubine?"

Upon hearing this, Yuechan was so frightened that she almost drew her snake whip and killed Jiajing. Jiajing was thin and emaciated, with a sallow face, looking like someone about to enter a coffin. How could Yuechan possibly be willing to be with him? So she said tactfully, "Your Majesty, actually... I already have a husband, and I recently gave birth to a son."

Yang Zhuihui looked at the pitiful Yuechan, then at the awkwardly smiling Jiajing, and almost laughed at their expressions. He said, "Your Majesty, the most urgent matter now is to handle the affairs of Shangqing Palace. Therefore, I humbly request Your Majesty to issue an imperial edict appointing the former as the new Palace Mistress of Shangqing Palace."

"Alright, I will go back and draft a memorial now. What about her?" Jiajing pointed to Yaoling'er on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"Remember to tell me when the elixir of immortality is ready, and I will reward you with wealth and honor, haha."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Is there anything else?"

"No."

The three replied in unison.

"Then I must go back to rest." Jiajing coughed and turned to leave.

After Jiajing had gone some distance, Yuechan chuckled and said, "This sickly emperor is so funny. He even wants to take me as a concubine. Does he think every woman in the world wants to be an imperial concubine? Humph!"

Yang Zhuihui pretended to be depressed and asked, "Yuechan, do you really have a man?"

Yuechan's eyes darted around, and she snorted, "Yes!"

"Is his name Yang Guo?"

"Yes." Yuechan realized that Yang Zhuihui had taken advantage of her as soon as she said it, and she clenched her fist and punched him.

Yang Zhuihui grabbed Yuechan's wrist and said with a grin, "I have so many women, I don't mind having one more."

"Don't even think about it!" Yuechan glared at Yang Zhuihui.

"What if I order you to be with me in the name of the sect leader?"

"Don't even think about it!" With that, Yue Chan slipped behind Ji Hanxiang.

Looking at Ji Hanxiang's forced smile, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Senior Ji, what are your plans now?"

"First, I need to take care of Shangqing Palace." Ji Hanxiang turned around and said, "I'm going back to Shangqing Palace to handle some matters. You can do whatever you want. By the way, Yang Guo, if you need anything, you can come find me. I'm always available."

"Definitely." Yang Zhuihui lewdly said, "If Senior Ji can't hold back anymore, you can also come find me. I'll be returning to Dushi City in a couple of days."

"Of course!" With a smile, Ji Hanxiang left.

"A leopard can't change its spots!" Yue Chan said angrily.

Yang Zhuihui picked up Yao Ling'er, looking at her delicate face, and muttered to himself, "Now we can have some fun."

"Hey, Yang Guo, when are you going to send me back to the main altar?"

"Uh, I don't know yet. I'll send you back once I've dealt with my business."

"Okay, anyway, I don't want to go back so soon. It's quite fun outside."

"I really want to go back to the main altar."

"Oh, you'd better not go, otherwise our Divine Python Sect will be in chaos," Yue Chan snorted.

"How did you suddenly end up in the capital?" Yang Zhuihui then remembered that Yue Chan should be in Dushi City.

Yue Chan stuck out her tongue and said, "Because I heard you were in the capital, so I rushed here overnight."

"You missed me?" Yang Zhuihui said narcissistically.

"No way!" Yue Chan snorted, continuing, "My mother told me to follow you to stop the beast from transforming, so when I learned you were coming to the capital, of course I had to come too. Luckily, I made it in time, otherwise you would definitely be dead."

"Hehe, yes, let's go." With a smile, Yang Zhuihui hugged Yao Ling'er tightly and walked towards the palace gate.

Chapter 232, The Obedient Yao Ling'er

When Yao Ling'er woke up from her nightmare, she found herself lying in a dimly lit room. The room was simply furnished, with a portrait of Laozi hanging on the wall.

Yao Ling'er got out of bed and shook her confused head. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Yang Zhuihui stood there with a smile on his face.

"Yao Ling'er, never thought this day would come, did you?"

Yao Ling'er sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her head, and asked, looking down, "What exactly do you want?"

Yang Zhuihui walked up to Yao Ling'er, lifted her chin, and said coldly, "Your brother is dead, Shangqing Palace is now under Ji Hanxiang's control, and Jiajing no longer trusts you. Do you think you have any future?"

"Stop beating around the bush."

"I'll give you two choices. First, I'll sell you to a brothel, where different men will be willing to pay a lot of money to have sex with you every day, and your body will be filled with men's semen; second, you can become my slave, and do whatever I tell you to do."

Yao Ling'er was silent for a moment, then said, "I choose the second option."

"Good!" Yang Zhuihui laughed loudly, then pulled out his already erect penis and held it to Yao Ling'er's lips, saying, "Open your mouth and take it in."

Despite her disgust, Yao Ling'er, having lost her internal energy, was just a weak woman. Coupled with the upheavals at Shangqing Palace, she had no one to rely on, so she could only open her cherry-like mouth and take Yang Zhuihui's glans in, gently sucking.

"Go suck those two balls down there," Yang Zhuihui gave another command.

Yao Ling'er tilted her head, opened her mouth, and took Yang Zhuihui's testicles in, sucking with her eyes closed.

"Who am I to you?"

Yao Ling'er said calmly, "Master."

"Very good. Remember, from now on you are my sex slave. If you displease me, I will throw you out on the street like trash, and let those beggars who can't afford prostitutes have their way with you."

"Understood, Master." Yao Ling'er sucked on Yang Zhuihui's testicles, while also gently stroking his penis.

"Lie face down on the bed and take off your underpants yourself."

"Yes, Master." Yao Ling'er knelt by the bed and, in front of Yang Zhuihui, pulled her golden underpants down to her knees. She lifted her skirt with one hand and parted her pink labia with the other, revealing her plump vulva. She said, "Master, please insert it. Ling'er will serve you well with my little hole."

"That's right, you have to be this obedient, otherwise you'll suffer." Yang Zhuihui held Yao Ling'er's slender waist, while Yao Ling'er grasped Yang Zhuihui's penis and pressed it against her vulva.

*Swoosh!*

The entire penis was inserted.

"Mmm..." Yao Ling'er moaned softly, panting, "Master... your rod is so thick, so long... it's almost killing me... Oh... Master..."

"I never expected you to be so slutty!" Yang Zhuihui sneered, "Weren't you so stubborn before?"

"Master... fuck me quickly... I'm your slave... you can do whatever you want to me..."

Yang Zhuihui thrust vigorously into Yao Ling'er's still-wet, tight honey hole, hitting her G-spot every time, and asked, "Where's Poppy?"

"I don't know."

"Tell me!" Yang Zhuihui pulled out his penis, aimed it at her anus, and slowly squeezed it in.

"It hurts!" Yao Ling'er gasped.

Yang Zhuihui inserted his entire penis into Yao Ling'er's anus, angrily saying, "Tell me where Poppy is right now!"

"Ugh... Master... I'm telling the truth..." Yao Ling'er cried out in pain, "My brother knew Poppy would betray the Shangqing Palace, so he delayed completing the final step of the transformation. A few days ago, after learning that the Divine Python Sect had been annihilated, he carried out the final step at Poppy's request, but it was different from what he said before. He made Poppy stay in the state of a white fox forever, unable to become human again, and she lost her human memories, becoming a pure white fox."

"Nonsense!" Yang Zhuihui angrily thrust harder.

"Ah! Ah! Master... I'm telling the truth... Please be gentle... I can't take it anymore..."

"Tell me where Poppy is!" Yang Zhuihui roared, thrusting even harder.

"I don't know... I really don't know... Ah... Slow down... Master..."

"Speak quickly!" Yang Zhuihui inserted his entire penis, pressing it firmly against her buttocks, as if trying to shove his testicles into her anus.

“I’ll take you to the basement that’s being renovated…please go slowly…”

“Okay!” Yang Zhuihui only wanted to know how Poppy was doing and had no interest in having sex with her, so he thrust vigorously.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhuihui ejaculated into Yao Ling’er’s anus, but did not actively pull out his penis. Instead, he enjoyed the tingling sensation of the dry and tight rectum gripping his penis until it softened and was then squeezed out by the sphincter.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Yao Ling'er's flushed face, Yang Zhuihui's hand stroked her back, asking, "Do you prefer your master to do you from the front or the back?"

"Both... I like both..."

"Very good, I didn't expect you to be so obedient." Yang Zhuihui's devilish hand went around her armpit and squeezed her soft breast hard, saying, "Master will treat you well from now on, and I will also take you to a paradise, making you my sex fairy."

"As long as Master is happy, Ling'er will do anything you want."

"Have you rested enough?"

"Yes." Yao Ling'er pulled up her trousers, wanting to sit on the edge of the bed, but the pain from her rear made her afraid to sit upright. She could only press half of her buttocks on the bed, with the other half hanging in the air, so that at least the pain would be relieved a little.

“Actually, you are a very beautiful woman,” Yang Zhuihui suddenly asked. “Did you really give the Nine Yin Manual to Yideng back then?”

“We gave him a fake one. If he had practiced according to the fake manual, he would have died a violent death.”

“I guessed it too. You couldn’t create a new enemy; you would have eradicated him before he even sprouted.” Yang Zhuihui put away his penis and stood up, saying, “Let’s go!”

“Yes.” Yao Ling’er quickly stood up.

“Ugh!” Yao Ling’er almost fell to the ground in pain and quickly grabbed Yang Zhuihui’s sleeve.

“Can’t you walk?” Yang Zhuihui said coldly.

“It’s alright.” Yao Ling’er barely managed to stand up, biting her thin lips as she followed behind Yang Zhuihui.

Fearing that people would recognize Yao Ling’er, Yang Zhuihui had specially prepared a black veil for her.

Yao Ling’er led Yang Zhuihui to a secluded house in the northern part of the capital, a house that had been abandoned for an unknown period of time.

Entering the cobweb-covered hall, Yao Ling'er expertly flipped a switch, opening the basement door. A pungent stench of blood assaulted her nostrils.

Yang Zhuihui covered his nose, asking, "Why does it smell so bad?"

"Some people died during the transformation," Yao Ling'er said, slowly descending the steps. "Master

, be careful." Yao Ling'er's humility made Yang Zhuihui suspect she intended to harm him, so he kept a close watch on his surroundings, ready to capture her at any moment.

Entering the basement, Yang Zhuihui saw a huge pool filled with blood, various organs floating on the surface, even several breasts and phalluses.

The sight nearly made Yang Zhuihui vomit up his breakfast. He covered his mouth and looked around, but couldn't see any living people, let alone poppies or white foxes.

Yao Ling'er seemed used to the smell and said, "She's not here. If she really lost her memory, she might have gone to live in the forest like an ordinary white fox."

"How despicable!" Yang Zhuihui said angrily, "I should have known better than to let her go back last time!"

"Doesn't she hate you to the core? Do you even care about her?"

"At least I have more feelings than you do. Let's go!" With that, Yang Zhuihui walked out of the basement, Yao Ling'er following closely behind.

After closing the basement door, the two walked outside.

When they reached the door, Yang Zhuihui's ears twitched, and he turned his head to see a pure white fox squatting on the ground licking its front toes.

"Poppy!" Yang Zhuihui exclaimed, leaping in front of the white fox in one stride. Before the white fox could react, he had already pulled it into his arms. Yang Zhuihui was too strong, and the white fox struggled fiercely, even scratching at Yang Zhuihui's clothes with its claws, clearly frightened by his intimate actions.

Looking at the white fox, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Poppy, do you still recognize me?"

The white fox stared at Yang Zhuihui with its brown eyes and licked his face with its tongue.

"It seems..." Yang Zhuihui gritted his teeth and said, "I clearly told you that I can forget the harm you did to me. As long as you can forget too, we can get along peacefully without fighting to the death. But you, who only remember hatred, are unwilling to do so. You idiot!"

Seeing Yang Zhuihui's tearful appearance, Yao Ling'er was stunned.

Knowing that this was just a white fox and could no longer turn back into Poppy, Yang Zhuihui felt a little pain in his heart, but at least the white fox was still there.

"Is there any way to turn it back into a human?"

Yao Ling'er shook her head and said, "The conditions for being human have been lost. There's no way."

"Damn it!" Yang Zhuihui cursed and carried the white fox out.

It was lunchtime when they returned to the Minister's residence.

Xu Jie, Xu Yueqing, Yuechan, and Yang Zhuihui dined together, while Yaoling'er waited in her room for Yang Zhuihui to bring her food; otherwise, Xu Jie would definitely recognize her.

During the meal, Xu Jie naturally talked most about his daughter's marriage to Yang Zhuihui.

"Yan Song and his son have fallen, and the Shangqing Palace has been reorganized. The Ming Dynasty should now be considered peaceful and prosperous. Shouldn't my son-in-law consider when to marry my daughter?" Xu Jie raised his wine cup to Yang Zhuihui.

Yang Zhuihui drank the wine, let out a burp, and said, "I'm returning to Dushi City tomorrow. If my father-in-law agrees, I'd like to bring Yueqing there first, and then choose an auspicious day for the wedding. I'll prepare a thousand-mile horse to fetch my father-in-law to the wedding feast."

Xu Jie had always hoped they could get married soon, and since Yang Zhuihui intended to take Xu Yueqing away, how could Xu Jie possibly object? He laughed, "My dear son-in-law, I've finally put one worry to rest, haha."

"Father-in-law, I will treat Yueqing well."

"Good! Come, cheers!"

Yang Zhuihui and Xu Jie drank and chatted, while Xu Yueqing ate with her head down, not daring to lift her head. Thinking that she, who had always been secluded and rarely left her home, would soon be leaving the capital with Yang Zhuihui to live in Dushi City, and would be married in a few days, her cheeks flushed, making her look incredibly alluring.

Yuechan ate somewhat sullenly.

After Xu Yueqing finished eating, she was about to return to her room, but Yang Zhuihui asked her to bring a meal to Yaoling'er, and then continued his aimless chatter with Xu Jie.

Watching the two of them, Yuechan, having finished eating, also got up and returned to her room.

Yang Zhuihui stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, his smile gradually fading, and said, "Father-in-law, there's no one else here. I want to talk to you about something from the bottom of my heart."

"Go ahead," Xu Jie, who was already somewhat drunk, also stopped smiling.

"When do you plan to rebel?"

"Nonsense!" Xu Jie slammed his fist on the table and stood up, saying, "I am loyal to the Ming Dynasty, how could I do such a thing!"

In terms of the history of the Ming Dynasty, what Xu Jie should have done next was to assist Emperor Muzong Zhu Zaishan in ruling the Ming Dynasty. However, when Yang Zhuihui and Xia Yao and others went to Chaozhou, Xu Jie mentioned rebellion in a letter to Hai Rui and asked Hai Rui if he would support him. Could it be that Yang Zhuihui remembered it wrong?

A thought flashed through Yang Zhuihui's mind, and he asked, "Then how do you explain the letter my father-in-law wrote to Commander Hai Rui?"

Chapter 233, Guo Jing Gives Up Huang Rong

. "I was merely testing Hai Rui with the letter," Xu Jie explained. "Hai Rui was demoted to Chaozhou, and I worried that he might harbor resentment towards the Emperor and rebel, so I wrote a letter to test him. Heh, I didn't expect my son-in-law to misunderstand."

"That's not right." Yang Zhuihui stared at Xu Jie and said, "My father-in-law is far-sighted; he couldn't possibly be unaware of the consequences of sending such a letter and being reported. At that time, the power of the court was still in Yan Song's hands. If he got his hands on this letter, he would definitely hand it over to Jiajing. Jiajing, who hates rebellion the most, would definitely punish you without even asking why, so..."

Xu Jie's face darkened, and he said, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"No." Yang Zhuihui sighed and said, "After Shao Yuanjie died, I actually took his place. If you, father-in-law, have any designs on the Ming Dynasty, don't blame me for putting righteousness before family."

Xu Jie's face darkened considerably, and he angrily said, "I know what to do myself, you don't need to say anything more!"

"I'm sorry." Yang Zhuihui stood up, swaying several times, and let out a burp, laughing, "In vino veritas, I hope you'll think things through, father-in-law."

Xu Jie ignored Yang Zhuihui and downed several cups of Daughter's Red wine.

"I'll go back to my room to rest first, father-in-law, you should rest early too." Yang Zhuihui staggered back to his room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Yao Ling'er sitting by the bed. Yang Zhuihui grinned wickedly, lunging forward to hold her tightly, murmuring, "Give me back the poppy."

Yao Ling'er was startled, worried that Yang Zhuihui might sexually abuse her while drunk, so she said, "She's resting on the table."

Yang Zhuihui turned his head, looking at the white fox curled up in a ball, his eyes turning cold. He pushed Yao Ling'er down onto the bed, pulled back the curtains, and lifted her skirt, vigorously rubbing her fertile vulva.

After rubbing for a while, Yang Zhuihui released his grip, rolled over onto the bed, and covered his forehead with his hand.

Yao Ling'er lowered her skirt, lay down beside Yang Zhuihui, gently stroking his abdomen, and said, "Master, if you feel nauseous, just tell Ling'er."

"I'm fine." Yang Zhuihui turned and hugged Yao Ling'er, burying his face between her breasts, inhaling her milky scent, and soon fell asleep. Yao Ling'er remained in the same position, afraid of waking Yang Zhuihui.

Once the room quieted down, the white fox raised its head, gazed at the curtains, yawned somewhat bewildered, and then lay back down on the table to continue sleeping.

Yang Zhuihui woke up in the evening, wanting some fresh air. After exchanging a few words with Yao Ling'er, he left the Minister's residence.

Walking along the bustling streets of the capital, Yang Zhuihui bought a pure white embroidered silk robe from a silk shop and carried it to Jingren Palace.

Entering the room where the fake empress was being held, Yang Zhuihui saw her resting on the bed and asked, "How is your hand?"

The fake empress, who had been resting with her eyes closed, immediately sat up upon hearing Yang Zhuihui's voice and whispered, "Someone bandaged it for me yesterday."

"When will it heal?"

"This... I don't know."

"Do you still want to be empress?"

"Yes..." The fake empress stared at Yang Zhuihui, her eyes first filled with excitement, then turning to fear. She shook her head vigorously and said, "Young master, I was wrong. I will never think of such a thing again. Please, have mercy and spare my life."

"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

The fake empress quickly lowered her head and said, "Whatever you ask of me, young master, I will agree to, just don't kill me."

"Who else is in your family?"

"No one else. I'm all alone."

"Oh." Yang Zhuihui paced thoughtfully around the room, then went over and took her hand to examine her injury. Her palm was pierced by a bamboo skewer, and it would take some time for it to fully heal.

Yang Zhuihui threw the clothes on the bed and said, "Change into these clothes. Heal your injuries as soon as possible, and I'll make you Empress. I'll send a maid to serve you tomorrow; just tell her if you need anything. Remember, the Shangqing Palace is now under the control of the former elder, Ji Hanxiang; you must obey her from now on."

"Yes," the fake Empress hurriedly nodded.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui, Yuechan, Yaoling'er, and Xu Yueqing boarded a carriage and left the city. Xu Yueqing's personal maid, Xiaoqu, went to take care of the fake Empress as Yang Zhuihui had requested.

By evening, after a long day's journey, they finally returned to Dushi City.

Before returning, Yang Zhuihui hadn't notified anyone, so no one greeted him. However, the people of the city all recognized Yang Zhuihui, so they were immediately surrounded by a large crowd upon entering the city. Those who regarded Yang Zhuihui as their savior offered him tea, eggs, and steamed buns; some even wanted to give their daughters to him. Having already amassed too many stunning beauties, Yang Zhuihui had no interest in their daughters, so he tried to dissuade them as he drove towards the General's Mansion. As soon as

he entered, You Shu rushed towards him, throwing herself into his arms before Yang Zhuihui could react. The poor white fox, trapped between them, let out a pitiful cry.

Saya, following closely behind, huffed, "You don't recognize me again! I got bitten twice more, really!"

Yang Zhuihui placed the white fox in You Shu's arms, saying, "Sister, you'll take care of it from now on."

"Thank you, brother!" You Shu choked out, tears welling in her eyes, "You Shu missed you so much, brother. You disappeared for so long, if you didn't come back, You Shu would go crazy."

"I haven't been gone for long," Yang Zhuihui said with a smile.

Saya glanced at Yao Ling'er and Xu Yueqing, shook her head, and muttered to herself, "This man is the most womanizing man I've ever seen. He's ruined so many lovely flowers. If this continues, he'll have more women than the emperor's harem."

Yang Zhuihui whispered in You Shu's ear, "Tell your brother, where did you bite Saya?"

You Shu pointed to Saya's chest and said, "I bit those two soft little things on top."

"Hey! Yang Zhuihui, don't corrupt the princess!" Saya stomped her feet angrily, wishing she could rush over and kick Yang Zhuihui to death.

Yang Zhuihui maintained a slightly lewd smile, his gaze fixed on Saya's slightly protruding breasts, and chuckled, "Yushu's choice of words is really appropriate. Little thing, really little thing."

"Yang-kun!" Saya clenched her fist and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll blind you with a dart!" Yang Zhuihui's

smile faded, and he said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Princess, you've been so well-mannered since childhood, but you've corrupted her like this, really! I don't care anymore!" Saya, still feeling a slight pain in her breasts, turned and walked away angrily.

Yushu, stroking the white fox, smiled lightly, "So cute, it'll sleep with me from now on."

"It is indeed very cute," Yang Zhuihui chuckled dryly.

After settling Yao Ling'er and Xu Yueqing, Yang Zhuihui went to visit Guo Fu.

Guo Fu was now pregnant, and the feeling she gave off was naturally very different from before. Having sex with her was also a unique experience, but unfortunately, she was less than two months pregnant, and Yang Zhuihui dared not have sex with her at all. If the child were to be born, Guo Fu would definitely kill him.

Stroking Guo Fu's belly, Yang Zhuihui pondered his next move.

Yang Zhuihui didn't want to stay in Dushi City; he wanted to go to a remote place to live in seclusion, where their companionship would be enough.

The bloodshed and fear of these past days had exhausted him both physically and mentally.

After much thought, Yang Zhuihui felt two places were perfect for seclusion: Laiwugui and Ruoxian Island. Of these, Ruoxian Island was the most suitable; after all, it was more mysterious and harder for ordinary people to reach.

However, taking all the beautiful women with him would present some thorny problems. For example, the relationships between Wu Sanniang and Guo Fu, and between Xia Yao, Xu Yueqing, and Ruan Feifeng. Moreover, Yang Zhuihui had also set his sights on Zhang Binu. Such a beautiful and mature woman—Yang Zhuihui didn't want to leave her in the harem. That Jiajing Emperor only knew how to refine elixirs and had a face full of impotence; Yang Zhuihui absolutely couldn't let Zhang Binu be left alone in her chambers. But she also cared deeply for her daughter, Chutong, and Yang Zhuihui's first meeting with her daughter had been very unpleasant. Separating Zhang Binu and Chutong was simply impossible.

Besides, the woman Yang Zhuihui desired most was Huang Rong.

When Yang Zhuihui first read the 50,000-word fragment of Fengyoujing's novel *Dianluan Daofeng*, the character that impressed him most was Huang Rong, a strong woman.

However, she always adhered to traditional virtues; even if Guo Jing was a eunuch, she would only masturbate and never considered finding a man to satisfy her sexual needs. So how did Yang Zhuihui manage to win her over and bring her to Ruoxian Island?

After dinner, Yang Zhuihui wanted to visit Wu Sanniang and the mermaid sisters, but Guo Jing called him into his room.

Looking at Guo Jing's smooth chin and clean-shaven face, Yang Zhuihui couldn't understand why he wanted to see him. It couldn't be anything good, could it? But Yang Zhuihui was wrong. Guo Jing did indeed have something good to tell him, something incredibly good that Yang Zhuihui could never have imagined!

Before closing the doors and windows, Guo Jing even poked his head out to make sure no one was eavesdropping.

Seeing Guo Jing's mysterious demeanor, Yang Zhuihui became suspicious, but still pretended to be serious, waiting for Guo Jing to speak.

"How many women do you have now?" Guo Jing asked in a coquettish voice.

Hearing this question, Yang Zhuihui couldn't help but wonder if Guo Jing, this eunuch, wanted to have an affair with him. Sweating profusely, he forced a dry laugh and said, "For now, I only have Fu'er as my legal wife. Xu Yueqing, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, Xu Jie, also came today, and I plan to marry her in a few days."

"What about Xia Yao, You Shu, and the others?"

"A man should be responsible for his actions. Tell me, are they your women or not?" Guo Jing asked righteously.

Still not understanding what Guo Jing was up to, Yang Zhuihui gritted his teeth and nodded, "They are!"

Guo Jing was silent for a moment, then said, "If we add one more, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

"Add one more?" Yang Zhuihui was stunned. Was Guo Jing going to introduce him to someone? That seemed too strange.

Yang Zhuihui was completely bewildered by Guo Jing, unable to fathom his thoughts. Nodding was awkward, and not nodding was also awkward.

"Guo'er," Guo Jing sighed, "There are some things I shouldn't tell you, but you are the son-in-law of the Xu family, and you have made so many contributions to the Ming Dynasty, so I should be completely open with you. What I'm about to say might make you think I'm a scoundrel, but for... sigh..."

"Father-in-law, please speak."

"Alright!" Guo Jing paused for a while before saying, "You should still remember the time you rescued me from Sanyuanbo, right?"

"Yes."

"At that time, I was unconscious, and the doctor cut off my manhood to save me." At this point, Guo Jing clenched his fists tightly, saying, "As a true man, without my manhood, I originally intended to end my life, but I am the garrison general of Dushi City, and I have a wife and three daughters, too many concerns, so I can only live on, but... I am no longer a qualified husband."

Guo Jing smiled bitterly, "Do you know what I want to say?"

"Guo'er doesn't know."

“Alright, you have a wife too, so I won’t beat around the bush. I hope you can…” Guo Jing grabbed Yang Zhuihui’s hand and said, “I hope you can be with Rong’er.” (

Chapter 234, May 26th)

Yang Zhuihui exclaimed in surprise, “She’s my mother-in-law!”

“Guo’er, listen to me,” Guo Jing said earnestly, “To put it bluntly, I’m actually a eunuch, I don’t have the qualifications to be a man, let alone have a wife, so having Rong’er with me would only mean a life of widowhood. Actually… sometimes I hear her crying, and last time I saw her standing at your door, seemingly longing for married life…”

Listening to Guo Jing’s rambling, Yang Zhuihui maintained a troubled expression, but inwardly he was so happy he wanted to hug Guo Jing.

Yang Zhuihui never imagined that Guo Jing would be willing to give up such an alluring woman like Huang Rong. But to be honest, since he no longer had a penis and couldn’t satisfy Huang Rong, the responsibility of making Huang Rong “sexually” happy naturally fell on Yang Zhuihui’s shoulders.

The thought of having sex with Huang Rong, or even a threesome with Guo Fu, nearly made Yang Zhuihui's nose bleed, and his penis involuntarily became erect.

"Guo'er, do you understand my intentions?" Guo Jing asked.

"Father-in-law, you truly have good intentions," Yang Zhuihui said righteously.

"Hehe, there's no other way, because Rong'er and I have no marital relations." After a pause, Guo Jing asked, "Do you plan to stay in the General's Mansion indefinitely?"

"No, I plan to move out after a while."

"That's fine, living further away is good! As long as you can come back to see me occasionally, that's enough." Guo Jing sighed, "Actually, the purpose of sending Rong'er south with you this time is very simple, I hope you and her can have more time alone, to lay a good foundation for this."

"Guo'er understands." "

Guo'er, promise your father-in-law, you must take good care of Rong'er and my two daughters in the future."

"I promise! Father-in-law, please rest assured!" Yang Zhuihui excitedly hugged Guo Jing, wanting to kiss him several times on the face. He never imagined there were people in the world willing to offer their wives to other men. However, it would be a waste for him to keep it anyway!

Releasing his hand, Yang Zhuihui looked troubled and said, "Then... will my mother-in-law agree?"

"This..." Guo Jing took out a small medicine bottle, about the size of a thumb, from his sleeve and said, "I'll give her this tonight. You should know what it is, right?"

"A sleeping potion?" Yang Zhuihui blurted out.

"No." "

Could it be..." Yang Zhuihui asked with a slightly lewd smile, "An aphrodisiac?"

"Yes. I never thought I'd have to use an aphrodisiac on Rong'er, but Rong'er has a strong personality, and it'll be hard to persuade her without this, so I plan to catch her in bed with another man, then divorce her, and then it's your business." "

Okay!" Yang Zhuihui nodded emphatically.

"Wait for my news in your room tonight, don't fall asleep too early."

"Yes."

"You can go back now."

"Okay."

After Yang Zhuihui left, Guo Jing sat alone in the dimly lit room, looking dejected, but for Huang Rong's happiness, he had no choice but to resort to this tactic. Now that he had lost his manhood and could not consummate his marriage with Huang Rong, it was better to find a way to give her the happiness that was rightfully hers than to leave her to live a life of widowhood. Moreover, Guo Jing believed that Yang Zhuihui was the best choice, after all, he was young and full of energy, and Huang Rong could be satisfied by him.

At this moment, You Shu was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, picking lice off a white fox. The white fox was very obedient; even with a large clump of fur being pulled off, it only made a soft whimper.

Soon, a young girl dressed in a light green dress jumped down from the wall and slowly walked towards You Shu. This girl was none other than Gongsun Lü'e, who had disappeared after killing the South Sea Goddess!

With a blank expression, Gongsun Lü'e sized up You Shu, then suddenly appeared before her like a gust of wind, swatting away the white fox with one hand. She then silenced You Shu by pressing her pressure point, hoisted her onto her shoulder, and started walking

back. The white fox's fur stood on end, let out a cry, and charged.

Gongsun Lü'e didn't even turn her head, continuing towards the wall.

A flash of white light appeared, and the naked Poppy kicked Gongsun Lü'e, shouting, "Put her down!"

Gongsun Lü'e braced her sword hilt against the ground, forcefully sliding backward, creating a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, Gongsun Lü'e was already standing on the wall with You Shu on her back. She glanced at Poppy, tossed out a letter, and jumped over the wall.

Poppy caught the letter and hurriedly opened it. It read: "Yang Guo, go to the western Misty Forest at 9 AM tomorrow. If you're late, I'll kill her.

" "Damn it! I couldn't even protect her!" Poppy trembled with rage, transforming back into a white fox, carrying the letter in her mouth as she ran towards Yang Zhuihui's room.

The white fox rammed the door open with its head, ran to Yang Zhuihui, and placed the letter in front of him.

Yang Zhuihui took the letter, glanced at it, and his face turned extremely pale. He immediately ran out of the room. The letter didn't specify who "she" referred to, but Yang Zhuihui vaguely guessed it was Yushu, since the letter was delivered by the white fox, yet he didn't want to believe it.

Of all the women, Yang Zhuihui felt Yushu was the most foolish, the most innocent, and the most in need of care, so he least wanted anything to happen to her.

Running into Yushu's room, Yang Zhuihui only saw Saya and hurriedly asked, "Where's Yushu?"

"She seemed to be playing with that little thing in the yard just now. What happened?"

"Nothing." Yang Zhuihui left the room and ran to the yard.

Examining the sword marks on the ground, Yang Zhuihui was certain that the "she" mentioned in the letter was Yushu, but he couldn't understand who would kidnap Yushu. Thinking and thinking, Yang Zhuihui couldn't think of anyone else he had offended. Could it be Xu Jie?

Yang Zhuihui reread the letter. The handwriting was delicate, seemingly a woman's. He picked it up and smelled it; besides the smell of ink, there was a faint floral fragrance. Yang Zhuihui seemed to have smelled this fragrance before, but couldn't remember when.

Slightly annoyed, Yang Zhuihui tore the letter to shreds, scattering the pieces on the ground.

The white fox walked up to Yang Zhuihui, looked up at him, and nuzzled his trouser leg with its head.

Yang Zhuihui picked up the white fox and sighed, "If you were still Poppy, you would never have let Youshu be kidnapped."

Hearing this, the white fox lowered its head, softly called out, and nestled against Yang Zhuihui's chest.

Yang Zhuihui sat in the pavilion, gazing at the moon, letting the white fox snuggle in his arms. He went through all the men and women he had encountered since arriving in the world of *The Upside-Down Phoenix*, but still couldn't recall who he had offended. He felt the most likely culprits were the remnants of the Shangqing Palace or Xu Jie.

In any case, to know the truth, he could only wait until tomorrow at midnight.

"Being a white fox, forgetting past hatred isn't so bad, is it?" Yang Zhuihui stroked the white fox's smooth fur and sighed, "Actually, if you hadn't threatened me with Yuuki back then, I would never have done that to you. Because in my heart, Yuuki needs care, especially after she lost her memory, which is why I treated you that way."

The white fox jumped onto Yang Zhuihui's shoulder, licked his neck with its little tongue, then jumped into his arms, yawned, and curled up into a ball.

"Forget it, forget it! It's all in the past, there's no point in talking about it anymore. Now I just hope Yuuki is safe, and then I can take them away from this noisy place."

After waiting in the pavilion for a full half hour, Guo Jing appeared, said a few words to Yang Zhuihui, and then invited Yang Zhuihui to his room while he sat in the pavilion admiring the moon.

After taking the white fox to Yuuki's room and telling Saya that Yuuki would be sleeping with him that night, Yang Zhuihui excitedly ran to Guo Jing's room. Regardless, he needed to get Huang Rong first; he could deal with You Shu tomorrow.

Entering the room and closing the door, Yang Zhuihui squinted at the bed. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, but he could hear faint moans. He couldn't help but wonder if Guo Jing had given her too much of the drug; Huang Rong was definitely incredibly aroused.

Swallowing hard, Yang Zhuihui went to the bedside.

Feeling hot all over, Huang Rong said, "Husband, could you get me some tea from the table? I'm so thirsty."

Yang Zhuihui ignored her, knowing she was sexually frustrated, not thirsty. He was already planning how to undress her.

"Husband, get me some tea," Huang Rong called again.

Smelling the female hormones permeating the air, Yang Zhuihui sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch Huang Rong's smooth, jade-like shoulder. He gently stroked it a few times, and Huang Rong moaned, saying, "Husband, don't do this."

Yang Zhuihui remained silent, instead removing his boots and climbing onto the bed. He pressed himself against Huang Rong, pulling back the covers, and leaned down, his lips touching her cleavage. He took a deep breath, feeling that Huang Rong was the most fragrant woman in the world.

In his excitement, Yang Zhuihui licked Huang Rong's skin with his tongue, pulling down her bodice. His lips slowly ascended to the peak of her left breast, taking her nipple into his mouth. With a forceful suck, a few drops of milk shot out, sweet and sour, with an exquisite taste.

At the same time, Yang Zhuihui gently massaged Huang Rong's other breast, and warm milk spurted out, splashing all over his face.

"Husband...don't do this...no..."

Yang Zhuihui's hand reached towards Huang Rong's lower body, slipping inside her underpants. After touching a few strands of pubic hair, it slid down until his entire palm was submerged in a muddy area.

"Husband...don't touch there...Rong'er can't take it..." Huang Rong said, her voice trembling with tears, clearly afraid that her desire would be aroused but not satisfied.

Yang Zhuihui's mouth kissed down along her cleavage, sucking hard.

Guessing that he was going to lick her genitals, Huang Rong was startled and hurriedly said, "Husband...no!"

As long as it was the woman he loved, giving her oral sex was an expression of love. Yang Zhuihui loved Huang Rong, and giving her oral sex was only natural, so he ignored Huang Rong's objections, pulled her underpants down to her calves, spread her thighs, and opened his mouth to accurately seal Huang Rong's vulva, his tongue licking up and down the low-lying area between the mounds of flesh.

"Oh...husband...it's so itchy..." Huang Rong said coquettishly, burning with desire.

Yang Zhuihui used two fingers to pull apart Huang Rong's labia, and his cylindrical tongue slowly inserted into her honeyed orifice. A gush of lustful fluid overflowed, smearing Yang Zhuihui's entire chin.

"Ah!" Huang Rong arched her back and said, "Husband...it feels so good...tongue..."

Huang Rong thought it was Guo Jing performing oral sex on her. If she knew the man beneath her was her son-in-law, Yang Zhuihui, she wondered how she would react.

At this moment, Guo Jing was standing outside the door, listening to the sounds inside the room. Huang Rong's moans made him want to cry. He desperately wanted to go in and stop the impending debauchery, but he couldn't just rush in. After all, it was what he had asked Yang Zhuihui to do, and Huang Rong's pleasurable moans showed her joy.

Yang Zhuihui's tongue thrust in and out of Huang Rong's honeyed orifice a few times, then began to attack her already engorged clitoris, his upper and lower teeth gently biting and rubbing against it.

"Ah... Husband... No... Rong'er can't take it anymore... Don't touch there..." While rubbing Huang Rong's clitoris with his teeth, Yang Zhuihui inserted two fingers into her vagina and thrust them rapidly.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." Feeling the increasingly intense contractions of Huang Rong's vaginal muscles, Yang Zhuihui knew she was about to reach orgasm, so he withdrew his fingers.

"Husband... Put it in... Don't pull it out..." Huang Rong blurted out.

Chapter 235, Huang Rong's Spring

Huang Rong was completely taken aback that she had uttered such lewd words, so she covered her face with her hands and murmured, "Sorry, it's just that I haven't felt this good in a long time."

Yang Zhuihui moved forward, removing Huang Rong's delicate hands, and leaned down to kiss her red lips. One hand continued to manipulate her honey hole, while the other hand pulled out his penis.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong wrapped her arms around Yang Zhuihui's neck, very proactively inserting her fragrant tongue into Yang Zhuihui's mouth, mingling with his tongue.

After pulling out his penis, Yang Zhuihui did not rush to insert it, but instead used two fingers together to thrust in and out of Huang Rong's honey hole. After about twenty thrusts, he held his penis against the entrance of her vagina and slowly inserted it.

Huang Rong initially thought it was Guo Jing's fingers again, so she only felt very comfortable. However, when she felt that the inserted object seemed to be longer than the length of her fingers, and even reached the opening and closing of her clitoris, Huang Rong seemed to realize something, and her whole body broke out in a sweat.

"You are... oh..." Before she could finish speaking, Yang Zhuihui was already thrusting forcefully, his penis rising and falling, slapping and squelching, each time penetrating Huang Rong's flower core.

"Ah!" With a moan, Huang Rong was pushed to the peak of sexual pleasure by Yang Zhuihui, her gushing vaginal fluids shooting out from her uterus, spraying along the point of penetration, making Huang Rong's inner thighs wet.

To bring Huang Rong to orgasm, Yang Zhuihui thrust in hard, filling Huang Rong's honey hole with his penis, then hugged Huang Rong tightly, kissing her face wildly, and said, "Rong'er, from the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you."

"...Guo'er..." Huang Rong felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, but her honey hole was still contracting rapidly, the folds of her flesh constantly sucking on Yang Zhuihui's penis, waves of tingling numbness numbing her nerves.

"Rong'er, it's not good for me to get you this way, but I will cherish you." Saying this, Yang Zhuihui thrust several more times.

"Don't move!" Huang Rong moaned softly, "It's numb, don't move, I can't take it."

"Okay." Yang Zhuihui arched his back, took Huang Rong's nipple into his mouth again, consuming the sweet milk and accumulating it in his mouth. Then, he used his tongue to pry open Huang Rong's thin lips and fed the milk into her mouth.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong never imagined that she would have sex with her son-in-law under such circumstances. Now that she knew, she didn't resist much, instead gulping down her own milk.

After feeding her, Yang Zhuihui moved slowly and gently, kneading Huang Rong's beautiful breasts, and asked, "Rong'er, is this comfortable?"

Gradually regaining her senses, Huang Rong groaned and said coldly, "Get out of here!"

"Hmm?" Yang Zhuihui was stunned for a moment, then thrust hard, pressing firmly against Huang Rong's clitoris.

"Oh!"

"Rong'er, your voice is full of joy. I know you like it when I possess your body."

"Ugh... Get out... Brother Jing will be back soon... He absolutely can't see this..."

Actually, Guo Jing was listening to the sounds inside the room from outside. Hearing his woman being fucked and constantly moaning, Guo Jing felt a little excited, even wanting to stand in front of them and watch the intense intercourse. But then he felt he was being too wicked, getting excited over his woman being fucked.

"He can't satisfy you, but I can, and I can last a long time." Yang Zhuihui slowly pulled out his penis, paused at the entrance of her vagina, and then thrust it in forcefully.

"Ugh...don't say anymore..." Huang Rong groaned, "You're my son-in-law, so you can't do this. Leave now!"

"Your beauty leaves me no choice." Yang Zhuihui whispered in Huang Rong's ear, breathing into it, and said suggestively, "My dear mother-in-law, I heard your moans as soon as I came in. I know you've been touching yourself down there again, and you've gotten yourself all wet."

Hearing such direct words, Huang Rong blushed and snapped, "Get out of here!"

Yang Zhuihui continued thrusting, asking, "Mother-in-law, do you want me to pull out my rod, or do you want me to leave?"

"You...ugh..."

Yang Zhuihui began thrusting rapidly again, wantonly grabbing and kneading Huang Rong's milk-filled breasts, milk spraying everywhere, a sour milky smell mixed with the pungent smell of her vaginal fluids filling the room.

"Ugh...ugh..."

When Yang Zhuihui's entire penis entered her hot, wet honey hole, Huang Rong let out a moan of pleasure. The effects of the drug hadn't completely worn off, and the rapid friction of their genitals completely confused Huang Rong. She involuntarily thrust her hips forward to meet Yang Zhuihui's thrusts.

"Slow...slow down...I can't take it anymore..." Having already kicked off her underpants, Huang Rong clamped her thighs tightly around Yang Zhuihui's waist, clenching her fists. With a series of moans, she reached another climax. Her whole body trembled, and she couldn't stop Yang Zhuihui's thrusts. She could only gently bite her fingers, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm and the heat of her vagina.

Yang Zhuihui was also somewhat unable to resist, so he thrust forcefully, his ejaculation releasing hot semen that "plop, plop, plop" shot into Huang Rong's uterus.

"Ugh..." Feeling the semen surging inside her uterus, Huang Rong couldn't help but groan.

Yang Zhuihui lay on top of Huang Rong, saying, "Rong'er, be my woman."

Huang Rong was silent for a moment, then said, "Guo'er, go and keep Fu'er company. I'll pretend today's events never happened, okay?"

"I want you, I want you to be with me for the rest of my life."

"Don't be silly." Huang Rong said coldly, "Guo'er, you must remember, I am your mother-in-law. This kind of immoral and unethical thing can never happen again, so you should leave now! Otherwise, it won't be good when Brother Jing comes back."

After saying that, Huang Rong tried to push Yang Zhuihui's shoulders, but at this moment she was completely weak, her martial arts seemed to have been crippled by Yang Zhuihui's penis, and she couldn't move Yang Zhuihui at all.

"Rong'er, when I was with Feifeng, you peeked several times, and you even secretly touched your private parts while watching me do it to her. I saw all of this. Guo Jing is no longer a man, so I will carry out his duties. I will never let you be lonely again."

"Stop talking!" Huang Rong wanted to slap Yang Zhuihui, but her hand stopped in mid-air.

After a moment, Huang Rong said, "Get out! If you do this again, I'll never speak to you again."

"Then, if I want to sleep with my mother-in-law again next time, will she be willing?"

"Impossible." Huang Rong immediately refused, "Guo'er, you have them, why do you still want to climb into my bed?"

"What I want is not to satisfy myself, but to satisfy my mother-in-law." Yang Zhuihui kissed Huang Rong's nipple and said gently, "Because I know you've been lonely for a long time, I can't let your loneliness continue, so I must take practical actions to dispel your loneliness."

"Sigh!" Huang Rong sighed and said, "Go."

"But..." Yang Zhuihui had been waiting for Guo Jing to come and catch them in the act for so long, but he hadn't made a move. Had he forgotten about it?

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open.

By the moonlight, Guo Jing saw Yang Zhuihui and Huang Rong naked. He feigned anger and demanded, "What are you two doing?"

Seeing this, Yang Zhuihui hurriedly pulled the covers over Huang Rong's body, clutching his groin and stammering, "Father-in-law, it's all my fault. I forced Mother-in-law to do it with me. Blame me if you must!"

"Guo'er..." Huang Rong tried to speak, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat, preventing her from uttering a word.

She dared not speak for Yang Zhuihui, nor did she dare place all the blame on him, after all, she had indeed felt very comfortable with him just now.

Guo Jing slammed his hand on the table, roaring, "Explain yourself clearly!"

“That’s how it is.” Yang Zhuihui glanced at Huang Rong and said softly, “I’ve liked my mother-in-law for a long time, but because she already has you, I have to keep these feelings to myself. I’ve endured it for so long. Just now, my father-in-law went out, and I wanted to talk to my mother-in-law for a while. She was already asleep, so I… I raped her.”

“You bastard!” Guo Jing cursed, “How dare you do such a disgraceful thing! I will definitely kill you today!”

“Brother Jing, don’t do this!” Huang Rong suddenly stood up, hugged Yang Zhuihui, and said, “You can’t satisfy me, but he can, so I seduced him just now. Blame me if you want!”

“You two…” Guo Jing sighed and sat down at the table, saying, “Rong’er, you’re right. I’m already a eunuch, not a man anymore. I really can’t satisfy you.”

“Husband, I was just saying things in anger. I’m sorry,” Huang Rong choked out.

"Hehe, even if I kept you by my side, you'd still want to have a relationship with Guo'er, wouldn't you?"

"This..." Huang Rong was silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "I like that feeling, I'm sorry."

"I understand." Guo Jing turned and walked to the door, then turned back and said, "Rong'er, we've been husband and wife for over twenty years, I don't want to embarrass you, so once Guo'er finds a place outside, you can move out with them! Consider it taking care of Fu'er. You two can sleep together tonight!"

With that, Guo Jing closed the door. After taking a few steps, he stopped and muttered, "Finally resolved. Sigh! Useless man, hehe."

"Want some water?" Yang Zhuihui asked.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong responded very softly.

Yang Zhuihui got out of bed, lit a candle, and handed Huang Rong a cup of tea.

Huang Rong reached for the teacup, but the blanket slipped down, revealing her two full, jade-like breasts to Yang Zhuihui. The candlelight made Huang Rong's cheeks flush, and the flickering candlelight made her large, firm breasts appear extremely alluring. Moreover, her nipples were a very captivating color, with very light areolas that only formed a small ring around the nipples, like those of a young girl.

Huang Rong was only focused on gulping down her tea, completely unaware of how tempting she looked. A drop of tea fell on her nipple, and the shimmering light made Yang Zhuihui unable to resist any longer. He sat on the edge of the bed, cupped one breast in each hand, gently squeezed and kneaded them, and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking softly.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong's body trembled, and she almost dropped the teacup.

Looking down at Yang Zhuihui, Huang Rong's eyes were filled with loving tenderness. She gently stroked his hair and murmured, "You're so grown up now, yet you still act like a child."

Yang Zhuihui chuckled and said, "My lower body may have grown, but my heart is still as pure as a child's."

"Who said your lower body has grown!" Huang Rong said coquettishly, "Don't be so disrespectful, I'm your mother-in-law!"

"Mother-in-law, open your mouth." Yang Zhuihui sucked hard on the milk a few times and then raised his head.

Huang Rong slowly opened her red lips and extended her fragrant tongue.

Yang Zhuihui bit Huang Rong's tongue and sealed her thin lips, feeding her milk.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong moaned as she drank her milk, holding Yang Zhuihui tightly.

After feeding her, Yang Zhuihui asked, "Want some more?"

Huang Rong leaned on Yang Zhuihui's shoulder and said, "I usually squeeze some into my bowl for myself, but it doesn't taste as good as this time."

"Then I'll feed you from now on."

Huang Rong was silent for a while before speaking, "Guo'er, I'm your mother-in-law, right?"

Chapter 236, Huang Rong's Mouth

"Mmm."

"Then, Fu'er can't know about our affair. If she finds out, she'll be furious."

"Okay." Yang Zhuihui hugged Huang Rong tightly, kissed her forehead several times, and said, "I'll listen to whatever you say."

"You've changed so much, I never expected something like this to happen, sigh!"

"Don't you like being with me?"

"I don't know." Huang Rong laughed and said, "When I saw you and Feifeng doing it before, I was really lonely, so lonely that I could only use my fingers. I'm too embarrassed to talk about it!"

"Is it more comfortable to use your fingers or my little stick down there?"

"Don't ask anymore." Huang Rong lay on the bed, looking at Yang Zhuihui's smiling face, and grabbed his hand, saying, "I don't know if what I did was right or wrong. Did I hurt Brother Jing's feelings?"

"I don't know either, sigh!" Yang Zhuihui sighed, but secretly chuckled to himself. If Huang Rong knew that this was actually a trap he and Guo Jing had set together, he wondered what she would think. However, Yang Zhuihui felt that even if he confessed to Huang Rong, she probably wouldn't react too much.

Yang Zhuihui then said, "Rong'er, I'll tell you a secret, but don't scold me after you hear it."

"Mm."

Yang Zhuihui whispered in Huang Rong's ear, "Actually, what happened today was planned by Guo Jing and me."

"What do you mean?" Huang Rong asked in surprise.

“Because Guo Jing knows you have needs, but he can’t satisfy you himself, so he made me have sex with you so he could catch you in the act. That way, he can divorce you, and you’ll be satisfied with me.”

“I see. It seems I, who’s always been so clever, have been foolish for a moment and been tricked by the two of you!” Huang Rong glared at Yang Zhuihui and said, “Then I have no choice but to obey you two and follow you from now on!”

“Actually, I think this is the best way, and you can come back to see him when you have time.”

“Yes, but I always feel like I owe him something.”

“Don’t be sad.” Worried that Huang Rong would change her mind, Yang Zhuihui immediately covered her genitals, his middle finger sliding back and forth along the wet crevice.

“Ugh… don’t touch me… it’s wet again…”

“The fluid from when we just finished hasn’t dried yet!” Yang Zhuihui laughed.

“Ugh… Guo’er… don’t do that… it’s itchy…”

“Rong’er, can you go upstairs?”

“Okay, but you have to put out the candle first.”

“Fine!” Yang Zhuihui casually pushed his hand, and a gust of wind extinguished the candle.

"Lie down." Huang Rong said, turning to her side. Once Yang Zhuihui was lying down, she straddled his lap, reaching out to grasp his penis and gently stroking it. She asked, "Can you still get hard?"

"Suck it with your mouth, it'll definitely get hard."

"You've made Fu'er do this

before?" "It's normal for couples to do this," Yang Zhuihui urged. "Try it, it tastes great!"

"Really?"

"If I lied to you, I'm not human."

"Then I'll try." Huang Rong's heart pounded. She gently stroked his gradually erect penis, moved back, lowered her head, opened her mouth, and sucked on Yang Zhuihui's glans twice, complaining, "It tastes awful!"

"Good medicine tastes bitter, hehe."

"Then I'll try again." Huang Rong took Yang Zhuihui's glans into her mouth again, sucking and nibbling. Suddenly, she took half of the penis into her mouth, swallowing and spitting it out somewhat awkwardly.

"That feels so good."

Receiving Yang Zhuihui's praise, Huang Rong sucked even harder, almost swallowing his entire penis. But it was too long, and she couldn't do deep throat, so she could only swallow about two-thirds.

After giving Yang Zhuihui oral sex for a while, Huang Rong wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and asked, "Do you really want me on top?"

"Have you tried this before?"

"No... I always lay down before, and I never talked when I was with Jing-gege, unlike you." Half-complaining, Huang Rong shifted her body, one hand pressing open her labia, the other supporting her erect penis as she slowly sat down.

Feeling the penis pressing against her warm, moist opening, Yang Zhuihui swallowed hard and said, "Rong'er, sit down completely. Push harder, it'll feel great."

Huang Rong didn't speak, but let her vagina swallow the large glans, then sat down heavily.

*Splat!*

The penis instantly forced its way into her cervix.

"Ah! I'm going to die!" Huang Rong cried out wildly.

Yang Zhuihui reached out and fondled Huang Rong's breasts, saying, "It's really deep. Rong'er, does this feel good?"

Huang Rong breathed heavily, grabbing Yang Zhuihui's hand and vigorously rubbing her slightly swollen breasts, gasping for breath, "Ever since Xiang'er weaned, I've had to express milk almost every day. When there's too much milk, it gets very swollen and uncomfortable, so you need to use more force."

"Okay."

Upon receiving the order, Yang Zhuihui rubbed Huang Rong's breasts almost frantically, milk flowing everywhere.

Huang Rong squatted there in an M-shape, her hands supporting her on the bed, moving up and down, the heat generated by the friction of the penis against her flesh almost melting her. She had lost herself in the sea of intercourse, unwilling to turn back, and didn't even know why she had suddenly become so lewd.

Having been married to Guo Jing for over twenty years, Huang Rong had always been very conservative in matters of sex. Coupled with Guo Jing's focus on defending Dushi City, they rarely made love, and when they did, it was always the most conservative missionary position. Moreover, Huang Rong never made a sound during sex, only speaking to Guo Jing afterward. Guo Jing's stamina was poor; he ejaculated quickly, leaving Huang Rong increasingly unsatisfied. Even before Guo Jing became a eunuch, she had almost never had sex with him, and it was even less likely after he became a eunuch.

These factors sowed the seeds for Huang Rong's current promiscuity. However, in matters of sex, as long as both are satisfied, why care who is more licentious?

Half an hour later, Huang Rong was exhausted, panting against Yang Zhuihui's chest.

"Shall we try a different position?"

"What position?" Huang Rong asked curiously.

Yang Zhuihui whispered in Huang Rong's ear, "Let's go off the bed. You hold onto the table and stick your butt up, and I'll penetrate you from behind."

"No!" Huang Rong immediately refused, saying, "I don't want to do something so low."

Yang Zhuihui was a little disappointed, but Huang Rong added, "However, tonight is our wedding night. We can do it once, but there will definitely be no next time!"

Yang Zhuihui got off the bed and lit the candles, while Huang Rong covered her private parts and breasts as she got off the bed. Seeing Yang Zhuihui's wicked smile, Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him and said, "You look so handsome, I didn't expect you to like such perverted actions!"

Yang Zhuihui wrapped his arms around Huang Rong's slender waist and said, "Rong'er, you've changed too. Before, you always acted like a female hero, making me only dare to have wild thoughts, not dare to do anything rash."

"Because you're my man now, it's normal for me to act coquettishly towards you." After a pause, Huang Rong said, "Finish it quickly, go to sleep early."

Huang Rong held onto the round table with both hands, sticking out her fleshy buttocks, her cheeks flushed as she looked at Yang Zhuihui and whispered, "Rong'er is ready."

Seeing Huang Rong's extremely lewd actions, Yang Zhuihui's penis trembled several times. He went over and manipulated her honey hole a few times, then gripped his penis and forcefully inserted it.

"It's...it's all in..." Unable to support herself any longer, Huang Rong simply lay on the round table.

"I'm going to start." Yang Zhuihui grabbed Huang Rong's fleshy buttocks and began to thrust rapidly.

"Mmm...mmm..." Huang Rong's delicate body swayed back and forth, the pressure of her breasts causing milk to spray everywhere, and her vaginal fluids gushed from their point of contact.

"Rong'er, is it comfortable?"

"Mmm...it's deeper...I'm going to die..."

"Is it better than the previous position?" Yang Zhuihui teased.

"Don't ask...I'm so embarrassed..."

After pushing Huang Rong to orgasm in this standing doggy-style position, the two lay naked on the bed to rest. Yang Zhuihui would occasionally pinch Huang Rong's breasts, tasting the sweet milk. The room was filled with the smell of vaginal fluids, semen, and milk. Although it was a bit unpleasant, this lewd atmosphere excited both of them.

After resting for half an hour, Yang Zhuihui straddled Huang Rong again, pressing one of her legs onto his shoulder, and thrusting his penis into her vagina once more. In just half an hour, he brought her to her third orgasm.

Huang Rong, who had never experienced three orgasms in one night, felt that her body was about to be ruined by Yang Zhuihui, but this ultimate pleasure of ecstasy released the desires she had suppressed for many years. She had completely fallen in love with the feeling of being fucked until she was gushing with lustful fluids and her whole body was convulsing, completely forgetting Guo Jing, who had once roamed the martial world with her.

After the second ejaculation, Yang Zhuihui was finally exhausted and fell into a deep sleep while holding Huang Rong.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhuihui was shaken awake by Huang Rong, who told him to hurry back to his room. Still sleepy, Yang Zhuihui could only slowly put on his clothes and walk out with his head down.

When he returned to his room, Guo Fu was still asleep. Yang Zhuihui sat beside her, looked at her pink lips, smiled faintly, and then sighed deeply.

At 9:00 AM, he had to go to the Misty Forest. If something happened to You Shu, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

With one hour left, Yang Zhuihui quietly took out the "Nine Forms of Lustful Dragon" manual and began to study the sixth form, "Dragon's Roar in Spring Nest." If Guo Fu hadn't thrown away the five women's yin essences he had painstakingly collected last time, Yang Zhuihui would have already mastered the sixth form.

Yang Zhuihui wanted to turn to the next page, but closed it again, worried that reading the seventh technique might have adverse effects.

A while later, Guo Fu woke up, and Yang Zhuihui helped her put on her clothes and hugged her from behind.

"Why do you have..." Guo Fu frowned slightly and said, "Did you drink milk?"

Yang Zhuihui quickly explained, "I was thirsty this morning, so I went outside and drank some goat milk."

"Husband, you should have brought me some too!" Guo Fu said reproachfully.

"What if you drink it and give birth to a goat?"

"You're the one who'll give birth to a goat!" Guo Fu rolled her eyes at Yang Zhuihui, got up from the bed, and dressed in front of the mirror, asking, "Husband, what are the plans for today?"

"I'm going out later. To see Xiaoyue and the others."

"Is godmother with them too?" Guo Fu asked anxiously.

"Yes, that's right. If possible, I'll bring them all back. You miss her, don't you?"

"Of course, I miss my godmother so much!"

"I'll go out now."

"Okay."

Leaving the room, Yang Zhuihui ran to the kitchen to find some food, exchanged a few words with the maid Bilan, and then went to the backyard, riding the three-headed phoenix towards the Misty Forest.

Before that, Poppy had already transformed into human form and was riding a horse towards the Misty Forest.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhuihui arrived above the Misty Forest.

The Misty Forest, as its name suggests, was completely shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see anything inside, somewhat similar to the situation on No Return Island.

After lingering above for a while, Yang Zhuihui rode the three-headed phoenix to the entrance of the Misty Forest, but did not go in. Instead, he stood there and waited. If Yang Zhuihui guessed correctly, the other party would "invite" him in.

Chapter 237, The Divine Nun Reappears Outside

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, footsteps came from inside the forest.

When Yang Zhuihui saw the person who had arrived, he was completely stunned and exclaimed, "How could it be you?"

The green-clad woman before him was none other than Gongsun Lü'e, who had been missing for many days. She still looked as innocent as ever, but her expression was too blank, like a puppet.

Recalling the scene of Gongsun Lü'e killing his master, Yang Zhuihui angrily said, "Lü'e, why did you kill my master?"

Gongsun Lü'e turned and walked back, saying, "Please come with me."

"Damn it!" Yang Zhuihui cursed and followed.

Realizing that its master was in danger, the Three-Headed Phoenix did not lie there foolishly waiting for Yang Zhuihui as before, but transformed into the appearance of a ten-year-old girl. Only after golden feathers covered her large breasts and genitals did she enter the maze.

Poppy, who had arrived at the edge of the maze a step earlier than Yang Zhuihui, squatted in the grass in the form of a white fox. It was the first time she had seen the Three-Headed Phoenix's true form, and she was overwhelmed by its sacred aura, even suspecting that the Three-Headed Phoenix was also a product of the Shangqing Palace's modifications.

Before she could think any further, Poppy had already rushed into the maze.

Yang Zhuihui desperately wanted to catch up with Gongsun Lü'e, but her lightness skill had improved many times over, maintaining a considerable distance between them. Of course, catching up wouldn't have been difficult for Yang Zhuihui, but he didn't want to waste his inner energy; he wanted to know what Gongsun Lü'e was up to.

Reaching the lake covered in lotus leaves in the middle of the maze, Gongsun Lü'e stopped, turned to look at Yang Zhuihui, and loosened her belt in front of him. Her green dress slipped down, revealing her bodice, which covered her breasts, which seemed much larger than before.

To Yang Zhuihui's surprise, Gongsun Lü'e wasn't wearing any underpants; her genitals, adorned only by a few dozen pubic hairs, were fully exposed. The small slit between her mounds immediately aroused Yang Zhuihui's body, but he felt no desire to have sex with her. Gongsun Lü'e sat on the ground, spreading her long legs, displaying her most private parts to Yang Zhuihui, and pressed her pink labia open with her hand, murmuring, "Please insert it here."

"Where is You Shu?" Yang Zhuihui roared.

Gongsun Lü'e lay prone on the ground, her fragrant buttocks raised high, and said, "Do you like this position?"

As she spoke, she rubbed her genitals, moaning, "I'm already wet, please hurry up and put it in, Lü'e feels so empty inside."

Yang Zhuihui drew his dragon-carved sword and shouted, "Tell me where You Shu is, or I'll kill you!"

"Hehe." A soft laugh came from the lake, and several water columns exploded, scattering icy water droplets everywhere.

When the water columns fell back to the lake's surface, a beautiful woman wearing only a semi-transparent silk dress stood on the lake.

Looking at that face, Yang Zhuihui was startled again and said, "Ling Wanbai!"

"Hehe, look closely." Ling Wanbai tore off her fake face and wig in front of Yang Zhuihui.

"Master... Master?" The sword tip touched the ground, and Yang Zhuihui knelt down with a thud. The woman in front of him was clearly the South Sea Divine Nun who taught him the "Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon" and changed his life.

But at this moment, the South Sea Nun looked like a fairy; everything was too strange.

Gongsun Lü'e untied her bodice, and her unbound breasts jiggled several times, indeed much larger than before!

The silk dress, soaked by the lake water and almost completely transparent, revealed her breasts, and the fabric clinging to her genitals further accentuated the fertility of her private parts.

The South Sea Nun walked across the lake to the shore, looked at Yang Zhuihui's incredulous expression, and chuckled, asking, "Good disciple, you haven't seen your master for so long, have you missed your master?"

"You..." Yang Zhuihui stared at Gongsun Lü'e, his eyes wide, and shouted, "Why did you fake your death? Why did you turn Lü'e into this?"

"Isn't it all for you, this good-for-nothing disciple?" The South Sea Nun walked up to Gongsun Lü'e, who stood up and gently leaned against her. The South Sea Divine Nun kissed Gongsun Lü'e's thin lips and continued, "I kindly passed on the secret manual to you, but you didn't cherish it. I really don't know when you'll ever reach the sixth form. So, I had no choice but to pretend to be dead to provoke you, but I didn't expect you still wouldn't practice diligently. Humph!"

"No, you're definitely not that kind," Yang Zhuihui sneered. "You definitely did the same thing to Wu Santong!"

"Wu Santong?" The South Sea Divine Nun pondered for a moment and laughed, "He could have become a lecherous emperor, but he went mad while practicing the Nine Forms of the Lewd Dragon. I wanted to kill him, but he escaped. I never expected him to die in front of you. If he knew that the woman he loved most was my first disciple, and that she had given herself to the second man who practiced the Nine Forms of the Lewd Dragon, what do you think he would think in the afterlife? However, at least I dug Wu Sanniang out of the ground. Otherwise, she would have suffocated to death long ago. How could she be alive now and pregnant with your child?"

"What was all this for?" Yang Zhuihui roared.

"You've already mastered the fifth form, just one more to complete it."

"One more?"

"That's right. Actually, the final form of the Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon is the sixth; the rest are blank. Your respect for your master has kept you in the dark, hahaha..."

"Tell me, what do you really want?"

"Immortality." The South Sea Divine Nun bent down and bit Gongsun Lü'e's breast, sucking hard several times, and said, "Do you still remember the Blood Jade within you?"

"Yes."

"The Blood Jade is essential for refining the Elixir of Immortality, but my body is extremely yin and cannot withstand such an extremely yang substance as the Blood Jade. Therefore, I must find an extremely yang person as the vessel for the Blood Jade. The Lustful Scorpion poison within you has transformed your body into an extremely yang person, which is why I accepted you as my disciple, placed the Blood Jade within your dantian, and even taught you the Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon, capable of dominating the martial world, and taught you to identify acupoints, hoping you could master the Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon as soon as possible. I didn't expect you to be so disappointing!"

"What good will mastering the Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon do for you?"

"Good?" The South Sea Divine Nun sneered, "The sixth form doesn't strengthen your dantian, but weakens it, so that the Blood Jade, which has absorbed the extreme yin energy, can be extracted from your dantian."

"You want that Blood Jade? I'll give it to you. Quickly release Green Calyx and You Shu!" Yang Zhuihui shouted.

"Let me be more direct." After a pause, the South Sea Divine Nun continued, "The first to fifth forms of the Lustful Dragon will double your true qi, which will increase the burden on your dantian, but it won't be fatal; but when the sixth form weakens your dantian, your true qi will leak out and explode inside your dantian, at which point you can easily obtain the Blood Jade!"

"No need for such trouble, just tell me how to extract it, and I'll give it to you!"

"Impossible, there's only this way." The South Sea Divine Nun sneered, "Yang Guo, I'll show you a way now."

The South Sea Divine Nun casually waved her hand, and five columns of water exploded behind her. When the water column disappeared, the four young Lingxiao stood on the water's surface, while You Shu was held unconscious in Chu Shan's arms.

"How could they..."

"I raised them from infancy, and even painstakingly shaped their private parts into renowned orifices, intending to make them your tools for practicing the Yin-Sucking Heart Technique. They did succeed, and almost became living dead as a result, but I took pity on them and saved them."

Seeing the four young's expressions as blank as Lü E's, Yang Zhuihui asked, "What did you do to them?"

"Just made them obedient." The South Sea Divine Nun casually touched Gongsun Lü E's genitals, her fingers covered in vaginal fluid. "See? How lewd your confidante has become under my training. She's wet after just a few touches, and her breasts have grown considerably. This is all thanks to me, and the ultimate beneficiary will be you."

"You actually did that to Lü E!" Yang Zhuihui stood up, pointing his sword at the South Sea Divine Nun, and roared, "No matter how much kindness you've shown me, I will never forgive you!"

"I only wanted her to enjoy the pleasures of women with me."

Seeing Yang Zhuihui's anger, the South Sea Divine Nun's smile faded. "If you do as I say, I will release that Japanese woman immediately. Otherwise, with just one order, you will see her blood stain the entire lake!"

"Damn it!"

"If you don't want to, I will order her killed right now! And..." The South Sea Divine Nun paused for a while before continuing, "And I will go to Jingyue Lake to kill Wu Sanniang, and your unborn child will be buried with her."

"She is your disciple!"

"If it weren't for the fact that her most famous acupoint is second only to my Flying Dragon in the Sky, why would I have saved her?" The South Sea Divine Nun sneered, forcefully pinching Gongsun Lü'e's breast.

“Hmm…”

The South Sea Nun licked her crimson lips and said, “If you had used my body to cultivate while I was injured that time, I wouldn’t have objected. You have no idea how alluring the Dragon-Welcoming Pearl is.”

“How dare you play with me…” Yang Zhuihui was furious and shouted, “You damned nun, have the guts to fight me!”

“You are too insignificant, you are no match for me.”

As she spoke, a white fox jumped out from the grass, squatted down and looked at them, then slowly walked towards the South Sea Nun.

“What a cute little thing.”

The South Sea Nun, unaware that the white fox was Poppy, pressed open Gongsun Lü’e’s labia, revealing a narrow and wet opening, and said, “Come here, there is water to drink.”

“Don’t defile Lü’e!” Yang Zhuihui shouted, but in his heart he was wondering what the white fox wanted to do.

The white fox walked between Gongsun Lü’e’s thighs, looked up at the fleshy opening, a drop of lustful fluid dripped onto its nose, and it stuck out its tongue to lick it clean, making soft noises, obviously liking the taste of the lustful fluid.

"I'll show you the lewd way your confidante enjoys having her private parts licked by an animal." With that, the South Sea Goddess had Gongsun Lü'e squat on the ground.

Gongsun Lü'e, bewildered, parted her engorged labia and murmured, "Sister will give you water."

The white fox stuck out its tongue and licked Gongsun Lü'e's pearl-like clitoris. Gongsun Lü'e let out a soft moan of pleasure, her juices spraying all over the white fox's face.

"Did you hear that? She's enjoying it."

"You will pay the price for what you've done!"

"Do you know why I'm crippling your martial arts? Because I want to completely control you. All your martial arts originate from the Lingxiao Sect; every move is within my prediction. So in my eyes, you're nothing but a tiny ant. Don't think you're so great!"

At this moment, a large-breasted girl leaped out from the bushes behind them. Before the four chicks could react, she kicked Chu Shan, snatched the You Shu from her hand, and landed by the lake.

Almost simultaneously, Poppy transformed into human form and, before the South Sea Nun could react, struck her breast with a palm.

Without a second thought, Yang Zhuihui rushed forward, thrusting his sword at the South Sea Nun. The Nun dodged, leaping behind her and landing steadily on the lake's surface, creating ripples.

"How can you still be human?" Yang Zhuihui said, embracing Gongsun Lü'e. Gongsun Lü'e attempted to attack Yang Zhuihui, who quickly pressed her Zigong acupoint.

"Do you really want me to become a white fox?" Poppy scoffed.

Chapter 238, The Divine Nun Takes the Initiative

"No. Take care of Lü'e first, I'll explain later." Yang Zhuihui stood before them, looking at the South Sea Divine Nun whose chest was heaving violently, and sneered, "Both hostages are gone, what can you do?"

"Who said I only have two hostages? Aren't these four?" The South Sea Divine Nun pointed at the four fledglings with blank expressions and said, "I won't make the same mistake twice!"

Yang Zhuihui had a good relationship with the four fledglings of Lingxiao, and they could indeed be used as bargaining chips to threaten Yang Zhuihui.

"Give me your life!" Yang Zhuihui jumped up and slashed at the South Sea Divine Nun with his sword.

"I told you, I can predict every move you make." The South Sea Divine Nun dodged the sword's edge and casually clapped her hand.

Clang!

Although the South Sea Divine Nun's movements were so delicate, Yang Zhuihui felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, almost losing his grip on the Carved Dragon Sword, and even falling into the water.

Looking at the furious Yang Zhuihui, the South Sea Goddess said calmly, "I've changed my mind. I've decided to break your hands and feet first, then let them have intercourse with you."

"I'm not that weak!" With that, Yang Zhuihui channeled his true energy into the Carved Dragon Sword and roared, "I'll make you pay for your mistakes!"

The Carved Dragon Sword was thrust forward, spinning rapidly towards the South Sea Goddess.

"The Frost and Snow Flying Sword is my own creation. How can you possibly win against me using my own techniques?" As he finished speaking, two water dragons erupted in front of the South Sea Goddess. After the Carved Dragon Sword pierced the water dragons, its spinning speed decreased, the force clearly being neutralized by the water.

"The Frost and Snow Flying Sword seems flawless, but this ubiquitous water is its greatest enemy!" The South Sea Divine Nun laughed wildly, "I can neutralize any move learned from the Lingxiao Sect, but you can't neutralize the Nine Yin Manual I cultivate!"

Seeing the Dragon-Carved Sword, its power completely neutralized by the water dragon and floating within the water column, Yang Zhuihui broke out in a cold sweat.

"Here you go!" the South Sea Divine Nun shouted, and the Dragon-Carved Sword instantly sped towards Yang Zhuihui, embedding itself at his feet.

Yang Zhuihui glanced at the three

-headed phoenix that had transformed into human form and shouted, "Silly bird, take them away from here!" Upon receiving the order, the silly bird transformed back into a three-headed phoenix, tossed You Shu onto its back, and flew towards Poppy with lightning speed. Before Poppy could react, it had already grabbed Poppy and Gongsun Lü'e's calves with its left and right claws, lifted them up, and flew into the sky, disappearing into the mist.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, including me, there are five women here."

"You're not a woman at all!" Although Yang Zhuihui didn't want to use the Heaven-Shattering Strike, he had no other choice. He could only concentrate his true energy in his right fist, leap over the water dragon, and punch the South Sea Goddess.

"I'll show you the flaw of this move with my actions!" The South Sea Goddess met Yang Zhuihui's attack with one hand, grabbed his fist with the other, and with a jerk of her arm, forced the true energy flowing into her body from Yang Zhuihui's arm through her right-hand meridian to her left-hand meridian. Then, her left hand struck Yang Zhuihui's chest.

"Ugh!"

Yang Zhuihui's throat tightened, blood spurted out, and he fell heavily onto the lakeside.

The South Sea Divine Nun withdrew her hand and murmured, "The Heaven-Shattering Strike is an exceptionally domineering technique. Those unaware of its power tend to take it head-on. However, if one knows how to utilize their own meridians to transfer the true energy emitted by the Heaven-Shattering Strike and transform it into their own true energy, then the user of the Heaven-Shattering Strike will be extremely unlucky."

Having received the Heaven-Shattering Strike he himself had unleashed, Yang Zhuihui felt as if his internal organs had been shattered, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the South Sea Divine Nun before him appeared as a double image.

The South Sea Divine Nun slowly walked towards Yang Zhuihui and said, "Before you die, I will help you master the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon, at which point your vessel can descend to hell!"

At this moment, a startled cry came from the sky, and a three-headed phoenix, seemingly burning with raging flames, rapidly descended from above.

Seeing this, the South Sea Divine Nun hurriedly retreated and returned to the water.

The three-headed phoenix transformed into human form and landed beside Yang Zhuihui, its protective halo enveloping both of them.

Looking at Yang Zhuihui, the busty girl choked back tears, "Master, you mustn't die!"

Yang Zhuihui gave a bitter laugh and asked, "What's your name?"

“Phoenix. If Master doesn’t like it, Master can call me Silly Bird.” Phoenix grabbed Yang Zhuihui’s hand and said, “Mother wants me to protect you for the rest of my life, so you must not get hurt, otherwise I will have no face to see her.”

“This kind of injury can’t hurt me!” Yang Zhuihui barely stood up, but his legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground.

The South Sea Goddess looked at the busty girl and muttered, “Fire Phoenix… Water overcomes fire, I know her weakness.”

After saying that, the South Sea Goddess opened her jade arms, and with a delicate shout, all the lake water seemed to be drawn by her, and hundreds of water dragons raised their heads and roared angrily, and the water level dropped instantly.

"This is the final move of the Nine Yin Manual - Dragon Dance! Fire Phoenix, have the guts to take this!"

Seeing the hundreds of water dragons, the phoenix hurriedly erected a protective light wall in front of her and said, "Master, run!"

Yang Zhuihui also wanted to leave, but his aura was already in chaos. It was a miracle that he could keep his mind clear; he had no strength left to leave. So he could only pray that this silly, big-breasted little sister could stop the South Sea Goddess, otherwise he might be raped by her.

Being raped is actually quite enjoyable for a man, but the worst thing is that he might be raped to death and have his Blood Linglong removed. It seems that Yang Zhuihui shouldn't have been so blinded by greed to become the South Sea Goddess's disciple. But at that time, Wu Sanniang was her disciple, and he only became the South Sea Goddess's disciple so that he could be with Wu Sanniang. But he never expected that it was all a conspiracy!

"This damned woman! If I could, I would definitely rape her to death!" Yang Zhuihui said viciously.

"Fire Phoenix, receive the dragon's wrath!" With the roar of the South Sea Goddess, a hundred water dragons surged towards the protective light wall.

Seeing the water dragons, the Phoenix pressed her hands against the protective light wall, which glowed golden, its radiance transforming the surrounding world into a golden realm.

The water dragons scattered upon impacting the light wall, flowing along it to the ground and back into the lake, only to immediately condense back into water dragons, attacking the light wall once more!

"I promised my mother I would protect my master for life, and I will never let you harm him!" the Phoenix roared, causing the light wall to blaze even brighter.

"Even if I use all my inner strength, I will kill you!" The South Sea Goddess's eyebrows furrowed, and the hundred water dragons coiled into one, transforming into a raging dragon over thirty feet long, its claws outstretched.

"So huge..." the Phoenix gasped.

"One strike to kill!" the South Sea Goddess shouted, and the raging dragon charged towards the protective light wall.

The dragon's horns crashed into the protective light wall with a shattering sound. Several cracks appeared in the light wall, spreading outwards like a nightmare. At the same time, the furious dragon vanished, and the exploded lake water fell like a torrential rain, filling the air with the stench of blood.

"Ugh!" The phoenix swayed back and forth twice before collapsing to the ground.

"Silly bird!" Yang Zhuihui hurriedly caught her.

"Master... I'm sorry... I still couldn't protect you..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I should be the one protecting you!"

The South Sea Divine Nun clutched her chest, breathing heavily. Driving so much water had exhausted her true energy, but at least she had defeated the fire phoenix. Next, as long as she used Yang Zhuihui's body to complete the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon, she could obtain the Blood Jade, which had absorbed the Yin Lustful Qi. After consuming it, the day of immortality would soon arrive!

Compared to immortality, even if her true energy was exhausted, the South Sea Divine Nun would not hesitate in the slightest!

"Yang Guo, just how many more people do you want to die for you?" The South Sea Divine Nun sneered.

"You bastard!" Yang Zhuihui struggled to his feet and said, "I won't let you hurt anyone."

"As long as you're willing to practice the sixth form with us, I'll let her go, how about it?"

At this point, Yang Zhuihui was convinced that he absolutely couldn't leave this forest alive, and with no other choice, he nodded, but said, "But you have to do it with me first."

"Hahaha, of course, no problem!" The South Sea Divine Nun walked up to Yang Zhuihui, tapped his forehead with her hand, and the powerless Yang Zhuihui collapsed to the ground.

The South Sea Divine Nun first pressed the Phoenix's Purple Palace acupoint to prevent her from interfering with the practice, then took out Yang Zhuihui's penis, gently stroked it a few times, and seeing that it was limp, the South Sea Divine Nun opened her red lips and took the entire penis into her mouth, her tongue constantly licking around the urethral opening.

Watching the South Sea Nun perform oral sex on him, Yang Zhuihui was pondering how to subdue her when a sudden idea struck him. He said, "I want to touch your breasts."

The South Sea Nun spat out her wet, throbbing penis and smiled seductively, "I told you, I've anticipated all your tricks. Don't think you can acupuncture my pressure points."

The South Sea Nun reached out and pressed the Kongzui acupoints on Yang Zhuihui's left and right hands, saying, "With your pressure points sealed, you won't be able to succeed."

Knowing that his scheme had been seen through by the South Sea Nun, Yang Zhuihui wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Master is very clever."

"If I weren't clever, how could I have let you walk step by step into the trap I set?" The South Sea Nun took off her silk robe, revealing two enormous breasts. She held the lower edge of her breasts and squeezed them several times, smiling, "Master's breasts are top-notch. It's a miracle you can touch them before you die."

What the South Sea Nun said was indeed true. Her breasts were even larger than those of the mermaid sisters, snow-white, round, and firm, seemingly unaffected by gravity.

Yang Zhuihui reached out and pinched the nipple of the South Sea Goddess. With a gentle squeeze, the South Sea Goddess let out a soft moan and flung Yang Zhuihui's hand away, saying, "You can touch me however you like later, but now I need to awaken this lewd dragon."

With that, the South Sea Goddess took the slightly erect penis into her mouth again and sucked hard.

"Master...I'm sorry..." the completely immobile Phoenix cried.

"It's nothing. I feel very comfortable, very comfortable," Yang Zhuihui smiled.

"I couldn't fulfill my mother's last wish," the Phoenix choked back tears, closing her eyes, not wanting to see the lewd scene.

After the penis was fully erect, the South Sea Nun removed her semi-transparent underpants, revealing her full, hairless vulva. She used both hands to pull apart her thick labia and said, "Back underwater, you saw my famous 'Sealing Pearl Welcoming Dragon' orifice and must have really wanted to insert your penis into it. Today, your master will satisfy you and let you experience the most wonderful intercourse!"

"I should have taken advantage of you when you were injured."

"Perhaps you should ask me if I was faking it." The South Sea Nun knelt on either side of Yang Zhuihui's thighs, straightened the penis, and lowered her body. When the glans touched the entrance of the vulva, she paused slightly, letting the glans rub against the vulva. Only when the glans was covered with her vaginal fluid did she slowly sit down.

As the entire penis was inserted into her vagina, she couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan, grabbing Yang Zhuihui's hands and pressing them against her large breasts, she said with a seductive smile, "That injury was real. I only resorted to this tactic to stimulate you and help you master the 'Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon' as soon as possible, and it obviously worked very well. You even left such a good tool as Gongsun Lü'e by my side. Oh, disciple, your penis is really big. It wasn't this big before. It seems to be because you've been doing it too much."

Chapter 239, Master Appears

"Is there any point in immortality?" Yang Zhuihui rubbed the large breasts of the South Sea Divine Nun.

"It's very meaningful. This is not something you can understand." The South Sea Divine Nun swayed her snowy buttocks, the penis slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"I really don't understand."

"You only need to experience the wonders of the Castration Pearl Welcoming the Dragon." The South Sea Divine Nun swayed her snowy buttocks faster, streams of vaginal fluid gushing from the point of intercourse.

The Castration Pearl Welcoming the Dragon is a rare treasure, considered a priceless gem in the eyes of men. This type of vagina has a narrow vulva and a long, thin vagina, but the clitoris may not be very deep. Therefore, when the penis is inserted, the clitoris will suddenly swell up a lot, and the tip will protrude, bumping against the glans of the penis, its shape resembling two giant dragons fighting over shimmering red coral.

The moment the penis touches the clitoris, it immediately rotates and moves. Men usually can't resist this ticklish stimulation and become unrestrained like a raging lion. At this moment, the woman will also constantly twist her body to meet his thrusts.

Knowing the wonders of the "castrated pearl welcoming dragon" technique, Yang Zhuihui felt the South Sea Goddess's clitoris rubbing against his glans at an extremely fast speed. Waves of tingling sensations traveled from the glans to his entire body, like being electrocuted by a low current, so comfortable that Yang Zhuihui wanted to groan.

"My orifice is far more wonderful than that widow's 'Flying Dragon in the Sky'," he said. With that, the South Sea Goddess supported herself with her hands on the ground, rocking her hips up and down, rising and falling dramatically, each time taking the entire penis inside. When the glans hit the clitoris, she couldn't help but let out a joyful moan, like a sexually driven beast.

“Oh…oh…it feels so good…I should have let you do it back then…what a waste…”

“You’re such a lewd woman!”

“So what if I’m lewd…ah…it’s all the way in…I’m going to die…it’s so hot inside…”

“You’re promiscuous!”

“It doesn’t matter…I’m pursuing immortality…” The South Sea Nun’s body sank down again, and she hurriedly pressed Yang Zhuihui’s Dahe, Huiyin and Tanzhong acupoints, panting, “Don’t go too fast, or I’ll come, I want to enjoy it a little longer.”

“You’re the second woman I find utterly repulsive!” Yang Zhuihui thrust his penis forcefully.

“Oh…I don’t want to come yet…” The South Sea Nun hurriedly raised her fragrant buttocks, and the penis slid out of her honey hole, splashing her vaginal fluids everywhere.

"You naughty disciple." The South Sea Divine Nun dipped her hand in her own honeypot, sucking on the lustful fluid on her hand, and said ambiguously, "I'll let you experience a different kind of comfort, you'll definitely like it."

Before Yang Zhuihui could react, the South Sea Divine Nun had already spread his thighs apart, first taking his penis into her mouth and sucking on her own lustful fluid, then sticking out her tongue to lick Yang Zhuihui's anus.

"Disgusting!" Yang Zhuihui cried out.

But the licking of his anus made him feel unusually comfortable, and he couldn't help but shiver several times.

While rubbing and licking her vulva, the South Sea Goddess asked, "Who was the first woman you hated?"

"Poppy, though I like her now."

"What a loving disciple." The South Sea Goddess again inserted her penis into her vagina, wildly swaying her hips, moaning, "Master is about to cum... Oh... Good disciple... Your penis is about to kill me..."

Feeling the South Sea Goddess's vagina tighten even more, Yang Zhuihui knew she was about to climax, but he couldn't do anything, his whole body aching terribly.

"Yes... Yes..." The South Sea Goddess hurriedly pressed her four acupoints, saying, "Ah... So good..." The

South Sea Goddess trembled all over; the climax left her weak, but she still managed to let the penis slide out of her vagina, her hand pressing against the entrance to prevent the vaginal fluid from spurting out.

Looking at Yang Zhuihui's furious face, the South Sea Divine Nun gasped, "You penetrated me so well, I almost forgot to collect the yin essence."

After resting on her knees for a moment, the South Sea Divine Nun stood up, her hand still covering her vulva.

Walking to the lakeside, the South Sea Divine Nun plucked a lotus leaf and covered her genitals, the yin essence slowly flowing out and dripping onto the lotus leaf.

"Do you know why your master chose this place as your burial ground?" After a pause, the South Sea Divine Nun answered herself, "Because this place is shrouded in mist all day long, and you can find dew at any time. Dew is an indispensable ingredient for the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon, understand?"

"Knowing this is meaningless."

"I just want you to die knowing why." The South Sea Divine Nun stared at the yin essence on the lotus leaf, smelled it, and sighed, "This smells so good, it's a pity you'll drink it later. Now it's their turn." As soon as

she finished speaking, the four Lingxiao chicks had already walked across the water to the lakeside.

"Chuyu, go ahead."

Receiving the order from the South Sea Goddess, Chuyu, who appeared to be around ten years old, walked expressionlessly to Yang Zhuihui. Her eyes were vacant as she stripped naked, revealing her hairless and underdeveloped genitals, which looked extremely clean, like freshly baked buns.

"What exactly did you do to them?" Yang Zhuihui roared.

"Just fed them some medicine to make them more obedient, at least it's safer than using snake venom."

"I really want to kill you!"

"Wait until after you're reincarnated! Chuyu, go!"

Chuyu knelt on either side of Yang Zhuihui's thighs, straightened his penis, and slowly sat down.

The glans pressed against the entrance of her vagina and slowly penetrated, but Chuyu's vagina was still very dry and surprisingly narrow, making successful penetration extremely difficult.

"Ugh..." Chuyu's eyebrows furrowed; although her body was in pain, she continued to sit down.

Yang Zhuihui felt his foreskin was about to peel off, and cried out, "Chuyu, look at me! I'm Yang Guo, the man you hate! You would never do this with me!"

"Hehe, she only listens to my orders now, sorry."

At this moment, the glans met resistance and touched Chuyu's hymen.

"Chuyu! No..." Before Yang Zhuihui could finish speaking, Chuyu sat down forcefully, and the glans pierced through Chuyu's hymen, with blood slowly seeping out.

"I thought you would be happy to take Chuyu's virginity."

"Chuyu..."

"Ugh..." With a groan, Chuyu began to sway her hips, but her eyebrows were furrowed, obviously because Yang Zhuihui's penis was too big, her vagina was too narrow, and her vagina was not wet at all. This kind of forced deflowering could only be done under control.

"Junior sister, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to shave your head to avoid me." Lin Chaoying appeared in front of the bushes like a ghost, with Xiaolongnu standing next to her.

Seeing Yang Zhuihui and Chuyu having intercourse, Lin Chaoying showed no reaction. The inexperienced Little Dragon Girl, however, dared not look directly at them. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she could only focus her gaze on the utterly astonished South Sea Nun, though she couldn't help glancing at Yang Zhuihui occasionally, especially at his throbbing member still inside Chuyu's honeyed orifice.

"How did you get here?" the South Sea Nun hurriedly covered her wet private parts with her hands.

Lin Chaoying stared directly at the South Sea Nun. The light blue gauze draped over her plain brocade palace robe swayed gently, and coupled with her indifferent expression, Lin Chaoying at this moment appeared like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs.

After a long silence, Lin Chaoying finally spoke, "Before our master passed away, he entrusted us with the care of the Ancient Tomb, but you betrayed it. To evade my pursuit, you fled to the South China Sea, shaved your head to become a nun, founded the Lingxiao Sect, and called yourself the Divine Nun of the South China Sea. Moreover, you spent your entire life on something that didn't even exist, and even..."

A surge of true energy coursed through the surroundings, and the plum blossom hairpin in Lin Chaoying's black hair fell to the ground, her long, black hair cascading down, "...and you even dared to commit such lewd acts! And you should know, Yang Zhuihui is my disciple!"

"Hahaha, I never thought your disciple would become my disciple, it's utterly laughable!"

"I won't let you hurt anyone anymore. Today, I will cleanse the Ancient Tomb Sect of its own filth!" As she spoke, Lin Chaoying drew her jade-white sword, its blade gleaming with a blinding cold light.

The Divine Nun of the South China Sea could no longer laugh. Previously, in order to break through the phoenix's protective light barrier, she had already consumed more than half of her true energy. If she were to fight Lin Chaoying, she would have absolutely no chance of winning. So she took two steps back and said, "Senior sister, have you forgotten our life as a divine couple back then?"

"But you have made your body so filthy!" Lin Chaoying shouted and kicked off, flying towards the South Sea Divine Nun.

"Senior Sister!" The South Sea Nun hurriedly flew backward, her hand flashing, creating a wave of water. Lin Chaoying swung her sword horizontally, cutting the wave in two, but the South Sea Nun managed to escape to the other side of the lake.

"Senior Sister, we'll have a chance to meet again!" With that, the South Sea Nun jumped into the grass, followed closely by Chu Shan, Chu Zhi, and Chu Yan.

"Master."

Chu Yu tried to get up, but Yang Zhuihui grabbed her arm to prevent her from escaping.

"Don't even think about escaping!" Lin Chaoying shouted, running a few steps across the lake before leaping into the grass as well.

"Guo'er." Xiaolongnu walked up to Yang Zhuihui, pressed Chu Yu's acupoints, and turned her head away, saying, "Hurry up and put your clothes on."

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister." Yang Zhuihui hurriedly said, "My Kongzui acupoint on my hand has been pressed. Please undo it for me, otherwise I have no strength in my hand."

After undoing Yang Zhuihui's Kongzui acupoints, Xiaolongnu turned around again.

Yang Zhuihui sat up, pulled his penis out of Chuyu's honeyed orifice, hurriedly put on his pants, and released Phoenix's acupoints.

Yang Zhuihui asked, "Where are Poppy and Green Calyx?"

"Don't worry, Master, I've sent them back to the General's Mansion."

"Hmm, well done." Looking at Xiaolongnu, Yang Zhuihui said, "Why are Senior Sister and Master here?"

"Master learned that Martial Uncle had come to Dushi City, so he specially rushed here overnight."

"How come the South Sea Divine Nun is from the Ancient Tomb Sect?" Yang Zhuihui asked curiously.

"I've heard Master mention this Martial Uncle Ling Yuexiao. Grandmaster only took two disciples in his life, and later, for some reason, Martial Uncle left the Ancient Tomb Sect and even founded the Lingxiao Sect himself. That's all I know. Guo'er, what about you? How did you become Martial Uncle's disciple?"

"Uh... this..." Yang Zhuihui didn't know how to explain for a moment. Should he reveal his relationship with Wu Sanniang? Wouldn't that infuriate Xiaolongnu, his cold-hearted senior sister?

After thinking for a moment, Yang Zhuihui said, "It's a long story. I'll explain it to my senior sister properly once things have calmed down."

"What about them?"

Yang Zhuihui looked at Chuyu lying on her side on the ground, her vulva stained with blood, then at Phoenix sitting on the ground resting. He didn't know how to begin, so he just smiled foolishly.

After a moment, Xiaolongnu turned around and said, "Is it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"

Seeing Xiaolongnu's expressionless face, Yang Zhuihui didn't know how to answer for a moment, still smiling foolishly.

"Is it normal?" Xiaolongnu asked again.

"Sometimes it's normal, sometimes it's not."

"I see." After a pause, Xiaolongnu continued, "This time I came down the mountain mainly for two things: first, to find my master, and second,..."

Xiaolongnu looked at Yang Zhuihui, smiled slightly, and said, "Master is willing to let me stay by your side." 05-26 00

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