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Tengger 

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Yu Lianzhou still finds his recent experiences unbelievable. He and other masters from the Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong sects had agreed to fight the Tianying Sect masters at sea to force them to reveal the whereabouts of his fifth brother, Zhang Cuishan. However, halfway through the fight, a wooden raft suddenly drifted ashore, carrying his own fifth brother, Zhang Cuishan.
Overjoyed to see his brother again after more than ten years, Yu Lianzhou was immediately shocked by what happened next: his fifth brother had long since married the daughter of the Tianying Sect leader, and they already had a ten-year-old child. Enemies had suddenly become in-laws, a fact that left him bewildered. However, the child, Wuji, was handsome and honest, clearly like his fifth brother, and quite endearing.
After everyone entered the cabin, Xihua Zi from the Kunlun sect, the nun Jingxu from the Emei sect, and Tang Wenliang from the Kongtong sect all questioned the fifth brother and his wife about Xie Xun's whereabouts. The couple insisted that Xie Xun was dead, and the matter seemed to have reached its conclusion. Unexpectedly, Wuji, the honest boy, suddenly shouted that his parents were cursing his adoptive father to die. Under questioning from everyone, the fifth brother had no choice but to reveal the truth. It turned out that they had made peace and even sworn brotherhood with Xie Xun in the perilous situation at the icy sea. Xie Xun was even Wuji's adoptive father. This truth was even more unacceptable to Yu Lianzhou. He really couldn't imagine that a righteous person like his fifth brother would become sworn brothers with a heartless and indiscriminate killer. But no matter what, he couldn't let his fifth brother be bullied and besieged by them, so he told them to come to Wudang Mountain to resolve the matter.
That night on the ship, something even more ridiculous happened. It turned out that the usually mature and steady Tang Wenliang was having an affair with Wei Siniang of the Kunlun Sect. Not only did they shout loudly during their lovemaking, but they even broke into the room and had sex in public on the deck. On the other hand, the Taoist Xihua Zi was having an affair with Abbess Jingxu in her room. After being caught by his disciples, the two became enraged and chased after those who witnessed their shameful act while still having sex. But...wouldn't that mean even more people would see this? Yu Lianzhou genuinely couldn't understand what they were thinking. Yu Lianzhou could only join forces with his fifth brother and sister to subdue the four, but even after being subdued, they still wanted to continue their illicit affair...it was simply...indescribable. (Set as a side story of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber Cthulhu arc, the Azure Sea Murder Case)
In the following days, strange things happened on the ship and at sea. Some people claimed to have seen giant octopus tentacles at sea, while others heard monsters walking on the deck after they went to sleep at night. In the morning, several people were found disemboweled, their hearts and livers removed, their bodies hanging upside down on the mast. One terrifying event after another occurred. Yu Lianzhou suspected the murderer was hiding on the ship, playing tricks to mentally scare them before striking. But everyone on the ship was fearful, believing that sea monsters or merfolk had boarded the ship to harm people.
Unexpectedly, it was the ten-year-old Wuji who inadvertently uncovered the truth. The one who had been secretly harming everyone was a Ming Cult spy infiltrated into the Eagle Cult on the ship. He poisoned the four men's tea, causing them to lose their rationality and engage in illicit relations. He then orchestrated a series of bloody incidents to incite the crew to kill each other. The octopus monster and merman they saw were merely hallucinations caused by the drug he had used in the water. Because the Eagle Cult had betrayed the Ming Cult, this spy had always wanted to use the righteous path to destroy the Eagle Cult, but his efforts failed when a ten-year-old boy exposed his scheme. In desperation, the Ming Cult spy grabbed Wuji and jumped onto the deck, hoping to escape in a small boat. However, he was killed by his fifth brother and sister, and his body sank into the sea. Wuji escaped unharmed, but Yu Lianzhou was terrified.
After the boat docked, the four bid farewell to the rest of the group. The four members of the Kunlun, Emei, and Kongdong sects, having regained their senses, were utterly ashamed. Although they had been poisoned and lost their minds, the disgraceful incident they had caused would likely make it difficult for them to face the world again. The Tianying Sect was eager to form an alliance with Wudang, but Yu Lianzhou was absolutely unwilling.
That day, the four traveled along the official road to Ruyang. Ruyang was located in the Funiu Mountains in western Henan, on the upper reaches of the Beiru River, only about 140 li from Luoyang, and was also the birthplace of Dukang wine. Upon arriving, Yu Er naturally wanted to treat his fifth brother and sister to a good taste of Dukang wine. Although he still harbored resentment towards his fifth sister, he had noticed that her fierceness had diminished considerably, and she was quite kind. It seemed that being close to someone could influence one's character; after ten years of spending time with her fifth brother, Wuji, she had finally embarked on the right path.
In Ruyang lived a Mongol prince, always known as the Prince of Ruyang. He was said to be of predominantly Semu (Central Asian) descent, a relatively distant collateral lineage. However, he was renowned in Ruyang for his virtuous character and treated the people much better than other Mongol nobles, thus enjoying considerable local renown. Moreover, he was said to be a master of military strategy, employing many talented individuals to serve the court. In recent years, he had led his army to quell numerous Han rebellions in the north.
Although this Tartar prince was virtuous, he was still ultimately a Mongol. For the Han people to rise again, they would inevitably have to destroy the Mongol Yuan dynasty. Therefore, it seemed inevitable that they would eventually clash with the Prince of Ruyang. Yu Lianzhou pondered this, gazing at the distant Ruyang city walls, while Wuji, smiling broadly, held his parents' hands, lost in thought.
Inside the Ruyang Prince's residence, the Prince of Ruyang frowned as he watched Tengger, the young prince who was playing with his daughter Minmin Temur, at the gate of his residence. Tengger was the son of the Prince of Luoyang, and as a prince of such a great city, his status and lineage were far beyond the Prince of Ruyang's. Clearly, the Prince of Ruyang could tell from Tengger's attitude towards his daughter that he had come to arrange the engagement.
The Prince of Ruyang disliked the Prince of Luoyang, he never had. In his eyes, the Prince of Luoyang was a good-for-nothing who relied on his noble lineage to act arrogantly and domineeringly. Moreover, when the Prince of Luoyang was young, he had been called a fake member of the royal family by that prince, who had repeatedly humiliated him to his face by claiming his bloodline was filthy. Prince Ruyang, not being a magnanimous man, could only swallow his anger. So what if he was of Semu descent? While his bloodline was indeed predominantly Semu, he was still royalty. Why should this incompetent prince look down on him?
However, this incompetent prince was now having his son, Tengger, betroth his daughter. This was because in recent years, not only the south but also the north had become unstable. The bloody civil war between the northern and southern royal families, the Battle of the Two Capitals, had further weakened the military power of the Yuan Empire. In particular, the power held by the royal family had been further diminished. The new emperor, after ascending the throne years ago, hadn't been assassinated like previous emperors, but had truly secured his position. However, members of the royal family were dying much faster than before!
A bloodline curse! A bloodline curse passed down from the great Genghis Khan. Prince Ruyang had gathered information from various sources over the years and heard some truly terrifying things. In his youth, Genghis Khan (Temujin) suffered a devastating defeat, his tribe nearly annihilated. However, he stumbled upon a temple on the grasslands and began worshipping a true god. From then on, Temujin seemed divinely aided, becoming invincible. His enemies, upon encountering him, suffered a series of misfortunes. His tribe grew stronger and larger with each battle, eventually unifying Mongolia, conquering the Jin and Khwarazmian dynasties, and leading his army on a campaign to Eastern Europe, routing the surrounding kingdoms.
Temujin's goal was to worship a deity disguised as an immortal god, the Toad God, also known as the Ram-Headed Buddha. The more people worshipped the Toad God, the stronger his protection became. The price of conquering countless kingdoms was that Temujin felt he no longer needed to worship the Toad God. He ambitiously sought to rid himself of the true god, even to destroy him, and thus the curse of the Toad God descended. On the eve of his successful conquest of the Western Xia, Temujin raped the Western Xia queen, and that very night he died, his death extremely gruesome and horrific. His sons, terrified at the sight, fled the tent in a panic. Afterwards, his sons burned his and the Western Xia queen's bodies to ashes and buried them in Karakorum, where they sought the help of Buddhist monks to perform a ritual for their souls. Temujin's sons and grandsons possessed even more powerful armies, conquered far more distant and expansive lands, and plundered far greater wealth. However, they too were mired in endless infighting and disintegration. The seemingly powerful Mongol Yuan dynasty was weakening at an alarming rate. Although the uprisings of the Han Chinese in the south were repeatedly suppressed, they never gave up and continued to contemptuously refer to the Mongol emperors as "Tartars."
The Mongol Golden Family bloodline was further plagued by a curse, constantly killing each other. Within thirty years, ten emperors were appointed, each meeting a tragic end. Such frequent coups and infighting severely diminished the Golden Family's authority, and powerful local figures, including the Semu people whom the Mongols considered mere henchmen, began to rebel. More than a decade ago, a new emperor, Borjigin Toghon Temür, ascended the throne, seemingly ending the curse on his bloodline.
He has been on the throne for over a decade, and many believe he is the true restorer of the dynasty. However, those in the know understand that this new emperor is actually favored by his Goryeo concubine, Lady Ki, a sorceress skilled in witchcraft! She made the emperor worship a Goryeo evil god, thus spreading the bloodline curse to other members of the royal family. As a result, these royal family members began to die tragically for various reasons, while the new emperor could rest easy, spending his days indulging in his carpentry work, as long as he could save his own life.
The princes of the emperor's direct lineage began to fear. They started searching for the cause, and for enough money, they could learn about this secret. The Prince of Luoyang and the Prince of Ruyang were among them. The Prince of Ruyang, with his predominantly mixed ethnic bloodline, was less affected by the bloodline curse, while the Prince of Luoyang, with his pure bloodline, had a higher chance of dying. He feared his lineage would be inexplicably destroyed by the curse, so he wanted to arrange a marriage between his son, Prince Tengger, and Minmin, the daughter of the Prince of Ruyang, hoping to save his descendants with the tainted bloodline he once despised.
"Father—, Tengger took my sister to the market. Do you think we should finalize this marriage?" The Prince of Ruyang turned around to see his son, K?k? Temür, who had given himself the Han name Wang Baobao.
"I'd like to hear your opinion. What do you think?" the Prince of Ruyang asked.
"I think Tengger is truly devoted to my sister. At only fifteen, he's already incredibly brave and strong, able to draw a powerful bow and ride a spirited horse. He's also incredibly strong, capable of lifting a 300-jin (150 kg) boulder. He's a renowned young warrior among our Mongols. Moreover, his father holds great power in Luoyang. A marriage between our two families would further strengthen our power. Once the Prince of Luoyang dies, we can control this brute Tengger, and then we'll have the final say in all of Henan," Wang Baobao said with a smile.
"What you say is true, but unfortunately I'm not optimistic about this marriage. The Prince of Luoyang has no good intentions. More and more members of the royal family are affected by the bloodline curse, and he's afraid his son will die from it, so he's arranging this marriage with us. Soon, the world will be in chaos. The Prince of Luoyang and his son, like other members of the royal family, are unwilling to learn the Han language and writing system. Kublai Khan didn't pursue full Sinicization because he feared it would corrupt our military strength like it did with the Jin dynasty. But in recent years, even though our people have refused Sinicization, our military strength has still declined rapidly. Ultimately, our people's cultural..." The scholars in the Han Chinese literati, whose foundations are too shallow and who relentlessly suppress the Han people, insult their Confucianism and refuse to even hold the imperial examinations. Now, officials in the court and generals in the army all follow the hereditary path. Those like you and your father are likely a minority; the majority are illiterate good-for-nothings. Tengger is just a reckless brute and will never amount to anything. What this era needs are those who can command thousands of troops, and you and I are those who can. Everything the Prince of Luoyang possesses will eventually fall into our hands. I don't need to sacrifice Minmin," the Prince of Ruyang shook his head and said.
Wang Baobao lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Father is right. However, I can agree to this marriage first. Then, Father can ask the Prince of Luoyang for more territory and manpower. Minmin still has ten years until her marriage. Many things will happen in those ten years. The court's tax farming system allows those Semu people to collect taxes for them, resulting in the invention of more and more tax laws. There will be more Han people rebelling throughout the country. That will be a great opportunity for us, father and son. If the Prince of Luoyang dies a violent death or Tengger dies of illness, we can rightfully take over their territory as the Prince of Luoyang's in-laws."
"Hmph, you're much more ruthless than me, aren't you? Very well, let this foolish boy be happy for a while," the Prince of Ruyang nodded approvingly.
***************************************************************************The Dukang Hotel in Ruyang City, a hotel named after Dukang, naturally has its reasons for pride. Zhang Wuji picked up the bowl of Dukang wine, smelled it, and took a sip. His face was already a little red, and he couldn't help but say, "Second Uncle Yu, this water is so hot and sweet! Why do I feel my face turning red and my heart beating faster after drinking it?"
"Wuji, it's understandable that you haven't drunk it before. You're on a deserted island, where would you find grain to brew wine? This wine is a good thing. What you just drank was Dukang wine brewed by the God of Wine, Dukang. You're young, so just a little is fine. Be careful not to drink too much and harm your health," Yu Lianzhou said.
"Is the God of Wine, Dukang, really a god?" Wuji suddenly asked, as if he had become interested.
“Legend has it that Du Kang lived during the time of the Yellow Emperor. He hid grain inside a dry tree trunk, and after some time, when he returned, he found many animals lying asleep around it. It turned out that the water flowing from the trunk had made the animals drunk and fall asleep everywhere. This water was the earliest form of wine. Later, Du Kang popularized this method of brewing wine, so he was called the God of Wine,” Zhang Cuishan told his son.
“However, there are also legends that Du Kang lived during the Xia Dynasty. But Du Kang wine certainly has a long history. I remember Cao Cao, the Emperor Wu of Wei, wrote in his poem ‘Short Song Ballad’: ‘With deep sorrow, I cannot forget my worries. What can dispel my sorrows but Du Kang?’ Many literati have written poems and lyrics in Du Kang’s name. Considering Du Kang’s contributions to later generations’ wine culture, it is certainly not unreasonable to call him the God of Wine,” Yu Lianzhou added from the side.
“But he’s not actually a god. How can a mortal be called a god? He doesn’t deserve it—” Wuji shook his head and drank the Du Kang wine in his bowl in one gulp.
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting, boy? How dare you question the name of Du Kang, the God of Wine?" Zhang Cuishan frowned
, somewhat annoyed. "Alright, Fifth Brother, Wuji is just a child and doesn't understand. Let him be. There are many principles he doesn't understand now, we can teach him in the future," Yin Susu said with a smile, hugging Wuji. Wuji, however, reached for the wine jar again, wanting to drink more.
"Wuji, you're still young. Drinking too much is bad for your health. Besides, you have to build up your alcohol tolerance little by little. Drinking too much at once is really harmful to your body," Yu Lianzhou didn't want his junior apprentice to become a little drunkard, so he quickly put the wine jar away. Wuji pouted, looking displeased.
At that moment, a commotion arose outside the hotel. Someone shouted, "The cavalry from the Prince of Ruyang's residence is coming! Everyone, make way!"
"Oh dear, it looks like a noble lady from the Prince of Ruyang's residence has come out!"
"That noble lady riding with a horse seems to be Princess Shaomin of the Prince of Ruyang's family. Who is the noble lady riding with her?"
"Don't recognize him? I heard it's Prince Tengger from Luoyang! Look at that physique, those arms! I heard he can lift a thousand-jin cauldron at such a young age, truly invincible!"
"Incredible! To be able to lift a thousand-jin cauldron at only a teenager is even more powerful than Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Chu. After all, he is of noble blood from the Golden Family. Only such a hero is worthy of a beauty like Princess Shaomin."
"Greetings, Prince and Princess. I am Zhang Hao from Ruyang. Please accept this humble gift."
"Greetings, Your Highness and Princess. I am Lu Keshi from Ruyang. Please accept this small gift."
Hearing the cacophony of praise from the people outside the hotel, and seeing the wealthy and powerful Han families of Ruyang vying to stand in front of the young prince to present gifts and flatter him, he was deeply impressed. Zhang Cuishan sneered with disdain, "Just a bunch of people willing to be slaves. Their lives are worth nothing more than a donkey in the eyes of the Tartars. They admire and flatter the Tartars all day long, but don't expect to be respected by them."
"The Prince of Ruyang has been quite powerful these years, suppressing several rebel armies. I heard them say that the Prince of Luoyang wants to form a marriage alliance with him. Humph, it's all just petty stuff between the Tartars. What does it have to do with us? Let's drink." Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Cuishan finished their bowl of wine, but Yin Susu asked, "Fifth Brother, where did Wuji go?"
Zhang Cuishan looked down and was shocked to find that his son was gone. This startled him. Didn't he see him sitting at the table just before they finished their wine?
The burly, fat Prince Tengger was beaming with pride, embracing his beloved future bride Minmin. He was extremely confident in his strength and horsemanship. He believed that he would recreate the glory of his ancestors and use the blood of Han rebels to forge his own illustrious martial arts. Minmin will be engaged to him, and ten years later she can marry him and bear him many children. The union of their bloodlines will give birth to a new golden family. As for those Han dogs praising him on both sides of the road and showing him treasures in the middle of the road, he has no interest in even glancing at them. How could such lowly people be worthy of his attention?
Minmin is only eight years old this year, but she is already a little beauty. Her skin is as white as mutton fat jade, and her lips and eyes are charming. Her stunning appearance with exotic features makes him infatuated. In particular, her legs account for two-thirds of her height. She is wearing a red, expensive dress, a string of pearls the size of longan around her neck, and deerskin boots painted with phoenixes. Only such fine clothes and accessories are worthy of such a noble little princess as her.
The thought of Minmin growing into a stunning beauty, moaning and groaning beneath him, made Tengger's crotch throb with desire. His large penis was already hard, pressing against Minmin's small buttocks. Although he was only fifteen, he had lost his virginity to his maids since he was thirteen. He had impregnated over a dozen maids since then, none of whom were able to give birth to his children; they were either forced to abort or thrown into wells. How could lowly maids be worthy of bearing the offspring of a noble golden family?
Tengger felt his penis touching the crevice of Minmin's buttocks through her pants. Her snow-white face showed a puzzled expression. "Brother Tengger, what are you using to poke my buttocks?"
"Hehe, Minmin, Tengger is playing with you. Someday this stick will be inserted into you, and then we'll be husband and wife, and you'll give me my babies..." Tengger's mouth watered; he so desperately wanted to get the adorable Minmin pregnant right there on this horse.
"Mmm, Tengger is so shameless, shame, shame—" Minmin stuck her tongue out at Tengger, scratching her face, trying to jump off the horse, but Tengger held her tightly, and she couldn't break free.
Adorable little Minmin, I really want to... Tengger suddenly looked up. He saw a Han Chinese child, about ten years old, looking at him with a strange gaze, a gaze full of contempt, like a frog looking at a small insect. His gaze then fell on Minmin, looking at her face, her body, her legs, and finally, his eyes were fixed on Minmin's feet in her little leather boots. His gaze was like looking at the boots themselves, filled with primal desire.
"Damn Han dog! What are you looking at?" Tengger suddenly flew into a rage and swung his whip at the child. Minmin was his; only he could look at her like that. How dare a lowly Han dog look at him and her with such eyes?
However, the whip seemed to pass right through the Han dog's body and struck the face of a fat woman who was praising his handsome and muscular appearance with her mouth wide open. This whip must have weighed at least a hundred pounds. On the spot, it whipped half of the fat woman's teeth, along with blood and flesh, out of her mouth. Her facial bones were shattered, and she fell to the ground with blood and flesh flying everywhere, knocking several people to the ground.
Tengger was taken aback when he realized he hadn't hit him. Then, that despicable little Han dog reappeared before him, giving him the middle finger, rolling his eyes, and snorting five words with his other hand: "You fat Tartar pig!"
"Ah--, Han dog, I'll kill you--" Tengger felt his anger ignite. He drew his weapon from behind the saddle—a thirty-pound iron mace. This was a heavy weapon wielded only by the strongest men in the Mongol army, and Tengger was one of the few who could swing it as easily as a wooden hammer. He swung the mace at the head of that lowly Han dog who had offended him, putting all his strength into the blow. One mace smashed the heads of three civilians to pieces, blood, brains, and bones flying everywhere.
"Oh my god, murder! The young prince has murdered someone!"
"Run! The young prince has gone mad! If you don't run, you'll die!"
The crowd that had been praising and flattering the young prince just moments before scattered in terror, but the streets were narrow and crowded. The scramble resulted in a chaotic scene of people pushing, shoving, and falling, blocking the way and making escape impossible. The servants and attendants of the Ruyang and Luoyang princes were stunned by the sight and didn't know what to do.
"Brother Tengger, what are you doing? This is Ruyang, not your Luoyang. This is my father's place! You can't do this!" Minmin, her face pale, grabbed Tengger's arm and cried out.
“Minmin, you don’t know, that little Han dog…” Tengger’s murderous intent diminished after Minmin stopped him. Just as he was about to explain, he saw that hateful little Han dog standing under his horse again, giving him a strange smile before his human skin peeled back, revealing… an indescribable black mass, opening its mouth and emitting indescribable babbling laughter.
“Ahhh--” Tengger’s eyes quickly turned bloodshot. He felt a chill emanating from every pore of his body. His heart was instantly filled with fear, rage, madness, and all sorts of negative emotions. In his eyes, the Han dogs around him all transformed into monsters covered in black tumors, each extending tongues like tentacles to lick Minmin. They wanted to hurt Minmin!
“Minmin, no one can hurt Minmin, she is my wife--” Tengger felt his whole body filled with power. The iron mace in his hand had become completely weightless. He spurred his horse, and the Ferghana horse galloped away, trampling through the monster horde.
"Waaaah--Chirp chirp chirp--" The monsters screamed in agony as they were trampled by the horses' hooves, black, foul-smelling liquid oozing from their bodies. Tengger pressed his advantage, smashing several monsters to death with a single blow of his iron mace, while tightly holding Minmin in his other arm to protect her from harm.
"Brother Tengger, Minmin is so scared! The monsters want to eat Minmin! I'm scared--Waaah--" Minmin cried, clinging to herself. This only intensified Tengger's protective instincts. Monsters surrounded them; only he could protect Minmin in this world.
"Minmin, Brother Tengger is here! Monsters, if you want to hurt Minmin, you'll have to step over my dead body first--" Tengger fought with increasing ferocity, as if he possessed inexhaustible strength. He was like a mighty warrior from the Eternal Heaven, his immense power routing the monsters.
"Help me! Tengger has gone mad! Let me off my horse!" Minmin screamed in terror. She had always been clever, knowing that using someone else to do the dirty work was the most skillful tactic, and that a true warrior capable of defeating ten thousand men was a commander of ten thousand. But now, her life hung by a thread. Even the sharpest mind was useless against such a powerful, madman.
"Young Prince, spare me! This servant Zhang Hao is utterly loyal to the Great Yuan..." "Bang!" The wealthy Han Chinese patriarch's head was smashed by an iron mace.
"Father--, Father..." "Crack--" Another young man was trampled to death on the spot by the horse's hooves. The group of wealthy and powerful families from Ruyang who had presented treasures to him were slaughtered, with their corpses strewn all over the ground, and not a tenth of them survived. Tengger was like a grim reaper, a grim reaper covered in blood and with a ferocious face. He held the screaming Princess Shaomin in one arm and swung his iron mace in the other, chasing after the Han Chinese wealthy and common people all over the street. The attendants and guards of the Prince of Ruyang and the Prince of Luoyang, who were chasing after him on horseback, were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. Who would have thought that this young prince would suddenly go crazy in the street? This time it was a violent madness. It didn't matter how many others died, but if anything happened to Princess Shaomin, they, the slaves, would definitely lose their heads.
"Young Prince, calm down! There are no monsters here! Quickly put the young princess down—" A guard from the Luoyang Prince's Mansion rushed forward and grabbed the reins of Tengger's horse. Then, his head exploded like a smashed watermelon, his brains splattering onto Minmin's face and head.
"Ahhh—help!" Minmin couldn't hold back any longer and vomited. In Tengger's eyes and ears, all he saw was Minmin looking at him with adoration and smiling, "Brother Tengger is the best to Minmin. Minmin wants to be with you forever. Help Minmin kill all the monsters, okay? Minmin will be your bride right now." "
Minmin, Brother Tengger would pluck the sun and moon from the sky for you!" Hearing Minmin's words, Tengger was truly filled with heroic spirit. He wielded his iron mace with impenetrable speed and charged towards the group of monsters riding deformed horses chasing them.
"Bang—" Bang—" Bang—" The monsters riding strange horses screamed and fell from their horses repeatedly under the iron mace of the powerful young prince Tengger. They had been chasing fiercely just now, but now he had turned the tables and was chasing them back. The exhilaration was indescribable.
"Minmin, look, isn't Tengger amazing, Minmin?" Tengger suddenly felt his hand go empty. Where was Minmin? He hurriedly rode his horse around to search for her, only to find Minmin lying far away in the arms of that wretched little Han dog.
"Little princess, will you be my wife when you grow up?" Wuji smiled as he held the dazed little princess, lowering his head to kiss her cute little lips, while his other hand reached to remove her little boots.
"Ahhhhhh--, you little Han dog, I'll kill you, I'll kill you--, let go of Minmin--" Tengger went completely mad, spurring his horse and swinging his mace, smashing anyone or anything that dared to stand in his way to dust, tearing apart everything within three feet!
"Ahhhhh--" Minmin was startled awake from her unconsciousness by Tengger's earth-shattering roar, only to realize with horror that a handsome Han boy was holding her and... kissing her lips.
"You bastard, let me go—you're so bold!" Minmin, both shocked and furious, bit Wuji's lip hard, drawing blood. But Wuji just smiled, unperturbed, wiping the wound from his lip and laughing, "Little princess, biting is so cute! I'm scared of you. Tonight I'll come back to take off your little boots and play with your little feet."
"Help! Where have you all gone? Quickly clean this up..." Minmin turned around and was shocked to find that the Han Chinese child who had forcibly kissed her was gone. What happened? Was that real or just my imagination? Minmin was stunned for a moment. Her boots, which had been half-pulled off, were quickly pulled back up and tightened.
"Minmin, I've come to save you—" Tengger stood towards Minmin with a smile on his face. When Minmin saw him, she turned and ran as if she had seen a ghost. She was small and had short legs, but she ran incredibly fast, dodging left and right among the equally terrified civilians.
"Wuji, Wuji, where are you?" The Zhang couple and Yu Lianzhou used their lightness skills to run over the heads of the out-of-control crowd. They had been frantically searching for Wuji when Prince Tengger suddenly went berserk, wielding an iron mace and riding his horse, smashing and trampling people in the street. Yin Susu was only anxious to find her son, while the Zhang and Yu couple were unsure whether to look for Wuji first or stop Tengger's rampage. The number of dead was simply too great; this madman seemed to have inexhaustible energy, turning the entire street into a river of blood. Even though the two had been disgusted by the people's fawning over the Tartars, they couldn't just stand by and watch them die. Besides, with the street in such chaos, they couldn't find Wuji. If they could subdue the madman and calm the crowd, it would make it easier for them to find him.
"Dad--Mom--Uncle Yu--, Wuji is so scared--" At this moment, Wuji, who had been nowhere to be found, suddenly appeared from the crowd and ran to the three of them. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Yin Susu quickly squatted down and hugged her son, saying, "Wuji, you really scared your mother to death. I was worried that you would be hurt by that madman." Strangely, there was no worry in her eyes.
"Wuji, where did you run off to? Look how scared you are! You're not allowed to run around like that again. If you dare to run out to play without a word again, I'll spank you until your bottom is bruised and battered," Zhang Cuishan scolded his son irritably.
"Waaah--, I just went out to see what was going on because there were so many people outside. Then that fat brother went crazy and started throwing that iron lump around on his horse, smashing people everywhere. There was so much blood and so many dead people. I was squeezed and had to run with them. Waaah--" Wuji cried, hiding in Yin Susu's arms.
"Wuji, don't cry, don't cry, it's alright now. Your mother is here to protect you. Fifth Brother, look how scared the child is, and you're still scolding him," Yin Susu said, hugging her son affectionately.
"Alright, Fifth Brother, what does Wuji know? He's already scared enough to know how to discipline someone," Yu Lianzhou also stepped forward to persuade him.
"But, I just ran into a very beautiful little princess, and I even kissed her. She bit me when she was angry, and she looked so cute. I want her to be my wife when she grows up, hehehe," Wuji whispered in Yin Susu's ear.
"Second Brother, let's stop this madman from killing people now. I never thought the son of the Prince of Luoyang would be so terrifying when he goes mad," Zhang Cuishan said, looking at the corpses all over the street with lingering fear. This young prince's strength alone is almost comparable to his sworn brother Xie Xun. If he were on the battlefield, he would be a truly terrifying general.
"No need, Fifth Brother, it seems the experts from the Prince of Ruyang's mansion have arrived." Yu Lianzhou pointed ahead, where two burly men, one tall and one short, one thin and one strong, were already blocking Minmin's way.
"Second Brother, Third Brother, you've finally arrived! Tengger has gone mad and is incredibly strong. Take him down, but don't kill him!"
Minmin, hiding behind the two men, finally recovered her senses.
"Minmin, you two monsters, you're not allowed to hurt Minmin—" Tengger spurred his horse and charged straight at Second Brother and Third Brother, but this time he was facing martial arts masters, and it wouldn't be so easy for him. Third Brother delivered a lightning-fast Vajra Leg strike to the front leg of the Ferghana horse, breaking the leg on the spot and throwing Tengger off the horse.
Tengger stretched out his large hand to brace himself against the ground, while A'er simultaneously pressed down on his shoulder blades with both hands, delivering a powerful chopping motion. This move, capable of dislocating tendons and bones, was enough to cripple even a top-tier expert instantly, but A'er felt as if he were grasping two thick pieces of cowhide, unable to budge them. Then, a gust
of wind struck his temple; it was Tengger's iron mace aimed directly at his head. Even with his formidable hard skills, A'er dared not take the blow head-on and quickly withdrew his hands to dodge. Tengger stood up, his eyes filled with boundless killing intent. His obese body grew even thicker, shattering all his clothes, and his thick penis sprang out from between his legs. His skin began to turn blue, and teeth began to grow from his lips, making him resemble a blue-faced, fanged demon. Even top experts like A'er and A'san couldn't help but change color at the sight.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all you monsters!" Tengger, now resembling a monster himself, had grown even stronger than before. Each step he took left a crater in the ground, and his massive hand crushed the iron mace in two. His body was now a terrifying weapon.
[The End]

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