The Age of Demons

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In the strange forest at midnight,

a young boy raised his staff, aiming to strike a little girl.

Just as the blow was about to hit her, the girl instantly appeared on another boy, who held her and comforted her, saying, "Be good! Don't be afraid, brother is here. No one can hurt you." The boy with the staff roared, "Yan Yun, hand over that female ghost!" "No!" Yan Yun refused resolutely.

"I ambushed this female ghost in the ghost cave, and finally waited for her to come out. You just want to keep her for yourself?" "Nie Shang, I won't hand her over. There are so many demons and monsters in the strange forest, why make things difficult for a little girl?" "Bullshit! Summer homework is due tomorrow, you…" "Here!" Yan Yun pulled out a cage from behind him: "Use this Poisonous Wind Demon to exchange for this little girl. This Poisonous Wind Demon has killed three people. If you hand it over, Monk Chengxin will give you at least five points in your overall grade next semester." Nie Shang's eyes lit up, then he shook his head, saying, " "That demon has been with you for at least three to five days. It already has your scent. You should give it back to me..." "I told you to study more, but you wouldn't listen!" Yan Yun scolded, "The poison of the Poison Wind Demon can be purified with water. I drowned it long ago, and it definitely doesn't have my scent! I'll use sleeping incense when we get back... Hey!

I haven't finished speaking yet, why did you snatch it away!"

Yan Yun shook his head at the gleeful Nie Shang and said, "What a greedy fellow!" He turned to the little girl and said, "Little sister, what's your name?" "I... I'm called Xiao Rou."

"Xiao Rou, why are you out playing alone... no, alone as a ghost... no, that's not right either?" "The Ghost King said I'm fifteen years old and needs me to make some achievements... so... so I can get the Ghost King's energy, without... without having to fetch water or chop wood, and without having to seduce... seduce men..." As she said this, Xiao Rou blushed and lowered her head.

"Ah...you're the Ghost King's, this is a bit troublesome!" Yan Yun thought for a moment, "Xiao Rou, do you want to come with your brother?" "Eh...but...but Xiao Rou only knows..."

"Wait," Yan Yun said, "Think carefully! You won't have to do rough work like carrying water and chopping wood! But...you have to serve him in bed! Do you understand?" "Serve him in bed?" Xiao Rou nodded, blushing, "That's how the Ghost King makes us angry!" "That's right! But," Yan Yun warned, "the Ghost King is lying to you. Once you get the Ghost King's aura, you're doomed if you don't seduce men! Come on! Let's go to the Ghost King's cave!" Xiao Rou said tremblingly, "But...but I haven't done any good deeds yet..." "Don't worry!" Yan Yun said gently, "Didn't your brother just say that? Your brother is here, no one can hurt you. As long as you come with me, do you want to..." "?" "Okay!"

In the Ghost King's Cave at midnight,

"Dark Princess, suck harder...yes...use your tongue more..." A female ghost was diligently swallowing and spitting out the Ghost King's jade pillar. Just as the Ghost King was enjoying it with his eyes half-closed, he suddenly said, "Huh! There's the scent of a living person!" At this moment, more than a dozen ghost soldiers were driven in, and a voice came from the doorway: "Little devil, if you don't come out, I'm going to kick you in!" "Damn it," the Ghost King pushed the female ghost away, put on his clothes, and shouted, "No, I'll come out right away." When the Ghost King came out, Yan Yun was forming a hand seal. Seven or eight ghost soldiers had bitter faces, fearing that the hand seal would hit them. If they were hit, they would never be able to turn the tables!

The Ghost King cursed, "Knowing you is the worst luck imaginable! In ten minutes I'll be on my way to paradise..." Yan Yun raised his hand: "Stop! I'm just here to tell you that I've taken Xiao Rou, that's all! I'm leaving!" "Leave? I've already tasted that little girl. You took her without even a thank you, and you think you can just walk away like that?" The Ghost King roared, "Take my 'Ghostly Law of Heaven' first!" With that, he struck out with his palm.

Yan Yun exchanged a palm strike with the Ghost King: "Wow! It's only been a few years, and you've already come up with a new trick!" The Ghost King said smugly: "How about that? Three years ago, you didn't even need to block, but now you insist on exchanging a palm strike with me." Yan Yun laughed: "Nonsense, if you spent the time you spent on female ghosts studying the Ghost Realm Treasure Mirror, how could I, with my mere immortal dragon body, dare to come and go as I please?" "That's right!" The Ghost King said seriously: "What's the situation outside the Strange Forest now?" "A few days ago, I heard that the demonic vines have occupied the Kingdom of New Buri! Everyone has become a walking corpse, a living dead. In a few days, our school's Xuanfo Knights will be going to war! Be careful!" "What does that have to do with me?" The Ghost King was somewhat surprised. As the supreme Ghost King, he didn't care that Yan Yun had the bloodline of an immortal dragon body; what he relied on was Yan Yun's ability to observe the stars, divine, and anticipate the enemy's moves.

"The Kingdom of New Buri received news of the massive invasion by the demonic vines. The king had already spent a fortune hiring over a thousand bounty hunters and mercenaries, yet the demonic vines breached the city in just three days," Yan Yun frowned. "The Xuanfo Knights are probably in for a rough time. Once they're defeated... I'm afraid even you, the Ghost King, won't be able to sit idly by!" "Oh dear!" the Ghost King flattered. "We've known each other for so many years. If that day ever comes, you won't just stand by and watch us die, will you?" "Of course! You helped me with so much homework and even gave me Xiao Rou. I don't want you to step down!" Yan Yun Looking at the sky, he said, "It's getting late! I have class tomorrow, so I'm leaving now!" Chapter Two: Gentle Training. Yan Yun took Xiao Rou home. "Xiao Rou, tell your brother what you learned in the Ghost King's Cave?" Xiao Rou replied shyly, "I... I only learned some rough work like carrying water and chopping wood. As for serving in bed, it was only taught in books; I've never actually done it." Yan Yun laughed, "It's alright! Brother will teach you how to kiss first!"

Xiao Rou gently closed her eyes, and Yan Yun embraced her. Although her breasts, which were not yet fully developed, were only slightly raised, she had legs that didn't match her actual age—slender and long.

Yan Yun gently pressed his lips to Xiao Rou's, his tongue parting her teeth, lightly teasing her tongue, passing a breath of heat over her. The heat from the Divine Dragon's Undying Body could protect Xiao Rou from the sun's damage, allowing Yan Yun to move around with her freely, though talking to thin air would seem strange to others.

While Xiaorou was dazed from the kisses, Yan Yun removed her clothes. Xiaorou opened her hazy eyes:

"Brother, please be gentle with me, Xiaorou is afraid of pain."

Yan Yun smiled: "Don't worry! Leave everything to your brother."

He gently licked Xiaorou's earlobe, caressed her breast with his left hand, and teased between her legs with his right. Xiaorou felt weak all over, with a sense of anticipation, but she didn't know what she was anticipating.

Gradually, Xiaorou let out uncontrollable moans, and her body kept twisting. Yan Yun pulled Xiaorou's hand and made her hold his penis.

"Ah...so big...brother...I'm scared...and...it looks so fierce...and it's so hot..." "Xiaorou, be good, touch it first, it won't bite you." Yan Yun comforted Xiaorou.

Yan Yun's right hand touched her clitoris, gently touching it with his index finger. With each touch, Xiaorou trembled all over; soon, the nipple that his left hand was caressing hardened, and his right hand also felt wet.

"Brother... Xiaorou is so sad... my pussy is so itchy..."

"Then brother will help you stop the itch, but it will hurt a little!"

"Ah~~" Before Xiaorou could answer, she had already experienced an orgasm; Yan Yun smiled, it seemed that this little girl had a sensitive constitution, so it shouldn't take too much effort to train her.

Xiaorou slowly woke up: "Brother... I..."

"Was it comfortable just now?"

"Very comfortable..." Xiaorou answered with a blush.

"Do you want it to be even more comfortable?" Yan Yun smiled mischievously, and without waiting for Xiaorou's answer, his huge jade pillar thrust hard into her wet pussy.

"Ouch~~" Xiaorou exclaimed, tears immediately streaming down her face.

"Good girl, it won't hurt anymore, good girl!" Yan Yun stopped moving, letting Xiaorou get used to it first, comforting her while attacking her breasts and earlobes to distract her.

Gradually, Xiao Rou began to twist her body: "Brother... be gentle..." Yan Yun saw that Xiao Rou's slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and knew that she could bear it; at first she moved slowly, and then faster and faster.

"Ah... Brother... Xiaorou's body... her body feels so strange... a strange feeling..." "Is it comfortable?" "Yes... comfortable... comfortable... ahhh..."

Seeing Xiaorou reach another climax, Yan Yun slowed down, preparing for the second time; this time, Yan Yun's movements were intense, Xiaorou's body went limp, unable to respond, only able to pant softly: "Ah... Brother... a little... a little gentler... um..." Slowly, Xiaorou regained her strength and responded to Yan Yun's movements: "Brother... so comfortable... Xiaorou feels so comfortable..." Yan Yun increased the speed again, Xiaorou, experiencing this for the first time, couldn't bear it and begged for mercy: "Ah... Brother... Xiaorou can't take it anymore... she'll break... Brother... have mercy." "Xiao Rou...it's broken...it's so hot..." Yan Yun injected his essence into Xiao Rou's body, watching her gradually fall asleep, exhausted. Finally, he had a lovely companion to live with.

Chapter Three: The Demise of Xuanfo.

Xuanfo Academy was a Buddhist academy; originally, it only accepted monks who had been ordained, but later, in order to expand its influence, it established two departments: monastic and secular. The monastic department had separate classes for men and women, and those who had been ordained had to abide by Buddhist rules; the secular department had mixed classes for men and women, and although they did not need to be ordained or abide by Buddhist rules, they could not learn advanced magic; let alone join the Xuanfo Knights, let alone the Buddhist elite—the Buddha Fire Cavalry.

As soon as Yan Yun entered the classroom, he heard his classmates discussing excitedly.

"Did you know? I heard the Kingdom of Newbri has been taken over by the Demon Vines!" "Really? But I heard the Demon Vines are only level two to five monsters, how could they take over the entire kingdom?" "It's probably because the Kingdom of Newbri doesn't have a standing army!" "Impossible! Although the Kingdom of Newbri doesn't have a standing army, the largest branch of the Mercenary Guild is located there. How could they be wiped out before they could even send out a request for help?" After a while, Teacher Chengxin walked in: "Quiet! Everyone, please hand in your summer homework in order!" Sure enough, Nie Shang's Poison Wind Demon got the highest score, and Chengxin praised him highly, adding ten points to his total score!

In contrast, Yan Yun only handed in a Phantom Insect. This kind of insect mutated due to radiation exposure during the 'Nuclear Age' and only produces phantoms to scare enemies; it is not offensive.

Chengxin was very dissatisfied, but the principal had previously instructed that it didn't matter if Yan Yun didn't hand in his homework. Now that he had, it meant he was giving her face.

Before Chengxin could even start class after collecting homework, someone asked, "Teacher, is it true that the Demon Vine destroyed the Kingdom of Xinbuli?" "It's true," Chengxin replied.

"But the Demon Vine is only level two in the Demon Realm, and even at its strongest, it's only level five. How could it be..." The questioner was Wang Xinlan, from a devout Buddhist family. Although she was exceptionally intelligent, she could have entered the monastic community by practicing with her hair intact, but for some reason, she ended up in the secular community.

"I don't know either, but the Xuanfo Knights set off twenty days ago. I believe we'll hear from them soon! Now, let's begin class..." Before she could finish speaking, a young novice monk came in and handed her a piece of paper. Chengxin's expression changed drastically upon reading it: "The whole class is on self-study. Yan Yun, come with me!" The two entered the principal's office. Besides the principal, there were twenty-four monks, and in the middle was a man covered in blood. Yan Yun recognized him; he was Xuan Yin, the commander of the Xuanfo Knights.

Principal Xuan Deng looked at everyone: "Is everyone here? I believe you all know that the Xuanfo Knights' expedition against the Demon Vines has been defeated!" Cheng Xin exclaimed in shock: "This... how is this possible? Aren't the Demon Vines only level five?" It turned out that after the Xuanfo Knights entered the capital city of Xinbuli, the entire city's inhabitants seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of bloodshed. As darkness fell, the Xuanfo Knights retreated ten miles from the city, set up night sentries, and then encamped.

At midnight, hundreds of vine demons suddenly rushed towards the camp. Because the Xuanfo Knights were well-prepared, the invading enemy was routed. At this time, a mercenary group of a hundred men arrived in time to provide reinforcements, annihilating all the enemies in less than ten minutes.

Just as Xuan Yin began to doubt the enemy's strength, the mercenary group suddenly launched an attack. Because the two sides were already intertwined, the Xuanfo Knights were caught off guard and could only fight and retreat. By the time they had killed all the mercenaries, the Xuanfo Knights had suffered more than half their casualties.

Xuan Deng pondered, "Have you found anything unusual about the mercenaries?"

Xuan Yin replied, "Apart from their tongues turning green, there's nothing else unusual." Another elderly monk, well past fifty, said, "Could it be... 'Puppet Technique'?" ('Puppet Technique' is a high-level demonic art in the demon realm, equivalent to 'Possession Technique' in the ghost realm; however, the latter only has the ability to gather intelligence, infiltrate, or double-cross, and can immediately withdraw when the possessed person dies; 'Puppet Technique' can also use the martial arts or magic of the parasitized person, but once the parasitized person dies, the parasitized person is also destroyed.) Xuan Deng exclaimed, "This... what should we do?" "The best course of action now," said another elder of higher status, "is to temporarily disband the academy and ask the headquarters' 'Buddha Fire Cavalry Regiment' to eliminate these demons!" Chapter Four: Academy Conflict

The school was temporarily closed, and the students should be the happiest, as it was like extending summer vacation!

Yan Yun was thinking about how to discipline Xiao Rou when he got back. Actually, Xiao Rou was already quite obedient, but she wasn't very good at pleasing him. Just as he was lost in his fantasies, a hand patted his shoulder. Yan Yun turned around and saw that it was Nie Shang.

"How was it? The female ghost tasted pretty good, didn't it?" Nie Shang said with a strange laugh.

"Of course, it was unforgettable!" Yan Yun looked on with longing.

"Get lost, nobody believes you!"

"What ghost are you talking about?" Yuan Kong caught up and asked.

These three people actually grew up playing in the mud together; Yan Yun's father was a dragon hunter who later fell in love with a dragon girl and went into seclusion in the mountains; when Yan Yun was ten years old, the two disappeared without a trace.

Nie Shang was a descendant of a fallen noble family, and it was said that his ancestors were from the British royal family during the "Nuclear Age." If it weren't for the different positions of the military and the royal family, Europe might not have been engulfed in war.

Yuan Kong was a commoner who originally wanted to join the secular department. If it weren't for his attraction to Liao Chen, the school beauty of the monastic department, he wouldn't have been willing to shave his head, let alone become the top student in the entire school. Yan Yun and Nie Shang had never understood why Yuan Kong would go to such lengths for a beautiful woman with a shaved head, who, aside from appearing more refined, wasn't exactly pretty.

"Ah...right! What happened to

that female ghost later?" Yuan Kong asked. "What could have happened? We later found out she escaped from the Ghost King. To avoid being haunted by ghosts every night, he had to befriend the Ghost King and send her back..." Yan Yun said, thinking to himself: "Send her back to my bed."

"I don't believe you dare go into that gloomy Ghost King's cave!" Nie Shang said skeptically. They didn't know that besides possessing an immortal body, Yan Yun also had a deep friendship with the Ghost King!

"You're afraid of even a little ghost king? No wonder you were so cowardly against low-level monsters like vine demons!" A sarcastic remark reached their ears. The three of them looked and saw that it was a student from the Taoist Academy.

Taoism and Buddhism are inherently difficult to distinguish. Buddhism was introduced to China from India before the "Nuclear Age," yet it flourished in China. Buddhists only worship the Buddha, observe the Five Precepts, and are required to be vegetarian.

Taoism, on the other hand, believes that besides the Buddha, there are other deities such as the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West, but unlike Buddhism, it doesn't have many taboos. Moreover, it originated in China, making it a powerful religion. The one

who spoke these words was Li Tiande, a student from the Taoist Academy.

Li Tiande was the son of a local gentry. Although spoiled from a young age, his family's wealth meant he was quite skilled in martial arts, especially since Taoism is a religion that combines magic and martial arts; therefore, he also had some expertise in magic.

Seeing Nie Shang and the other two glaring at him angrily, Li Tiande snorted and added, "Oh, what's wrong?"

"I'm angry! I'm just stating the facts, are you... going to fight me?" Nie Shang was about to rush forward when Yuan Kong stopped him. Yan Yun laughed, "We wouldn't dare! How about we just have a little sparring?" Li Tiande hesitated. Although he was naturally stronger in martial arts, he might not be so strong in magic. Besides, magic could be learned quickly, and only martial artists with considerable skill could use their fighting spirit to fight against magic.

"What? Scared? Coward!" Nie Shang shouted.

"Afraid? What a joke! We'd be afraid of getting beaten to a pulp by a level two or three monster!" "That's not a good idea!" Yuan Kong said in a low voice, "Fighting in private is internationally prohibited, and our teachers wouldn't approve!" "Yuan Kong, for the sake of our school's reputation, we must persevere!" After saying this loudly, Nie Shang grabbed Yuan Kong and whispered, "You don't want Liao Chen to see you looking so pathetic, do you?" Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, including Liao Chen, Yuan Kong shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"Since it's a friendly spar, both academies need to agree," Yan Yun said with a smile. "How about it?" "Good!" Li Tiande said, "So you have an excuse to refuse." "Don't say that!" Yan Yun laughed, "I'm really looking forward to it!" Chapter 5: The Battle for Reputation The Taoism had always been dissatisfied with the Buddhism's reputation overshadowing them, so they quickly agreed to this "friendly spar." However, Principal Xuanfo kept refusing until Yan Yun relayed Li Tiande's mocking remarks about the Xuanfo Knights' defeat. Principal Xuandeng then lost his temper: "Even Buddhas have tempers. If we don't teach them a lesson, they won't know how powerful we are!" Although the date was quickly decided and the location was also decided on the martial arts arena in the city center, even the main Buddhist academy sent people to inquire, the two sides still couldn't agree on the selection of participants.

"This was caused by a verbal dispute. Since our classmate Li Tiande has stepped up, your three classmates will naturally follow." "How can that be! Since it's a friendly spar, both sides should choose their own representatives. How can you choose two representatives while we can only send these three?" Nie Shang, considered the "bad apple," was also angry: "Why can't I go on stage? I've never lost a fight!" But naturally, no one paid him any attention.

In the end, the Xuanfo Academy agreed to the other side's suggestion. Yan Yun said, "Since we don't know the other side's strength, let Nie Shang go first. Nie Shang, remember, try to force out their second person. Even if you can't, make sure your opponent has nothing to hide." Nie Shang nodded, picked up his staff, and walked to the center of the arena. The opponent sent by the Daoist Academy was a frail, thin man.

"Nie Shang, Wu Jiabang, bow and begin!" The

martial arts arena was already packed with people. Five elders from both Buddhism and Taoism stood guard at the sidelines, partly to prevent the fight from affecting the spectators, and partly to prevent injuries or fatalities, since the event was called a "sparring match" and they hoped it would end when the point was reached.

At first, Nie Shang took advantage of his opponent's small stature, wielding his staff to launch a preemptive attack, but Wu Jiabang dodged left and right like a fish, offering no offensive moves whatsoever.

Yan Yun frowned and said, "Could the other side be trying to wear down Nie Shang's stamina first? But Nie Shang has always been exceptionally strong since childhood, there's no reason the other side wouldn't know that." Yuan Kong laughed and said, "Look, that kid is deliberately slowing down!"

Nie Shang did indeed slow down, and even pretended to be panting. Wu Jiabang sneered, formed a hand seal, and shouted, "The Dragon-Subduing Venerable One possesses me!" The earth element molecules on the sidelines were rapidly absorbed by the skinny man, and Wu Jiabang instantly became enormous. Nie Shang shouted,

"Indra, release the seal!"

In Taoism, the Dragon-Subduing Venerable One is the chief of the Eighteen Arhats, second only to the Tiger-Taming Arhat in strength, but he can use magic. In Buddhism, Indra is the first race in the heavenly realm, and his magical power is second only to the gods. It seems that both sides are using their best skills.

Wu Jiabang, his body imbued with earth element, withstood Nie Shang's relentless lightning spells, frantically lunging at him. Nie Shang, wielding his staff with his left hand, parried Wu Jiabang's attacks, while his right hand unleashed a lightning strike that lashed out at Wu Jiabang. Each strike weakened the earth element within Wu Jiabang, but the staff gradually came under Wu Jiabang's control.

Finally, Wu Jiabang seized Nie Shang's staff and tossed it aside, then grabbed Nie Shang and hurled him off the field, unleashing an earth-based attack spell—'Yellow Earth Cone'—towards Nie Shang.

Just as it was about to strike Nie Shang, a robe suddenly appeared, blocking the 'Yellow Earth Cone'.

Because Indra was one of the three celestial races, second only to the gods, touching him by a mortal would result in his sealing. After Nie Shang was captured by Wu Jiabang, Indra was sealed, and Nie Shang, exhausted from wielding his staff to block Wu Jiabang, was already unconscious when he flew off the field.

Wu Jiabang also knelt on one knee, panting heavily, clearly unable to continue the next match.

Yuan Kong used his kasaya to block the 'yellow earth cone': "It's just a friendly spar, no need to be so ruthless!" 'Nie Shangfei enters the arena, Wu Jiabang of the Taoist sect wins!' Yan Yun straightened his clothes and was about to enter the arena when Yuan Kong stopped him, pointing in the direction of Chen: "Let me show my face! If you take down the rest, I'll be embarrassed in front of her!" "Well... alright! Be careful! Li Tiande isn't anything special, but I always feel that the other person is not simple." "Alright! Just watch me show my might!" Yuan Kong put his kasaya back on and leaped onto the fighting platform; Li Tiande also took his place.

'Li Tiande, Yuan Kong, bow and begin!'

Chapter Six: The Top Player Displays His Power.

Li Tiande, in his formal Taoist crown and robe, held a peach wood sword and made a sword gesture.

Yuan Kong held a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand and made a gesture of invitation with his right.

Li Tiande snorted, his left hand tracing the spine of the sword as he shot it towards Yuan Kong, creating a rudimentary fireball. Yuan Kong dodged it.

It wasn't an ordinary peach wood sword, but one made of firewood and fish bones. This type of fish was a product of the "Magic and Martial Era," and difficult to obtain, as it was a demonic creature that relied on fire for sustenance. A sword made from this fish could unleash fire magic even without practicing magic.

While Yuan Kong was somewhat surprised that his opponent possessed such a magical artifact, he wasn't overly concerned. Most mages and martial artists, the more they relied on magical artifacts, the weaker their own abilities became. In this way, possessing a powerful artifact could actually bring them death.

After shooting the fireball, Li Tiande tossed two talismans upwards, instantly creating two martial gods with black and white faces behind him.

"This couldn't be…" Yuan Kong frowned, his right hand passing through the prayer beads as if making a punch, the fist materializing as it struck Li Tiande.

Li Tiande showed no fear in the face of the incoming heavy punch, while the white-faced martial god opened his eyes and flashed in front of Li Tiande, blocking the punch with a wave of his right hand; the black-faced martial god also opened his eyes, wielding double axes and slashing at Yuan Kong.

Yan Yun in the audience frowned slightly and said, "This is troublesome!"

Although he had regained consciousness, Nie Shang, who was still weak all over, asked, "What's wrong? It's just two more people, even if it's four against one, Yuan the Bald won't be afraid!" "It's two against one! This is even worse than four against one," Yan Yun said, "This is Li Tiande's family's ancestral skill—'Martial God Guarding the Saint.' Legend has it that Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, promised to save the Dragon King who had violated the Heavenly Laws, but later broke his promise and was harassed by the Dragon King's vengeful spirit, so he hired two generals to guard the palace gates." "Could it be that they are...?"

"That's right! It's the pale-faced Qin Shubao and the black-faced Yuchi Gong!" Yan Yun said seriously. "Qin Shubao is mainly defensive, Yuchi Gong is mainly offensive, and Li Tiande is summoned with the aura of the emperor. As long as he shows fear, the aura of the emperor will dissipate! So Li Tiande has no offensive power and can only stand like a wooden statue." "That's easy! Just attack Li Tiande, right?" "It's not that simple!" Yan Yun shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about Yuchi Gong. Qin Shubao is watertight. Even if we break through Qin Shubao's defense, the fire fish sword in Li Tiande's hand happens to counter Yuan Kong's wooden bead. This is much stronger than Wu Jiabang's divine strike and your enemy-ally hypnosis; unless..." Yuan Kong, who was trying his best to dodge Yuchi Gong, suddenly winked at Yan Yun. Yan Yun gave a thumbs up and smiled.

Originally, Yuan Kong was just dodging when he used his Buddhist beads to block Yuchi Gong's double axes. Yuchi Gong paused for a moment, and Yuan Kong rushed towards Li Tiande. Qin Shubao swung his longsword down, and Yuan Kong used all his strength to spin and deflect Qin Shubao's longsword to the side, but exposed his back to Li Tiande.

Li Tiande grinned maliciously and thrust his Fire Fish Sword forward with all his might. Just as Yuchi Gong's double axes were about to chop down on Yuan Kong's neck, Yuan Kong's right hand shot out from his robes, the Buddhist prayer beads already fastened in his right hand suddenly springing out and striking Li Tiande squarely in the chest.

Li Tiande flew out of the arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. The entire arena was stunned; the Buddhist elder who had been about to rush onto the stage to save him was completely dumbfounded. His guards, Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong, also vanished into thin air.

"Excellent! A comeback victory!" Nie Kong recovered from his shock. "Yan Yun, you mean this move?" "Of course! Yuan Kong is the top player! What I can think of, he can certainly think of too!" Yuan Kong did a somersault to his feet, dusted himself off, and wiped the cold sweat from his brow. If the prayer beads hadn't rolled after being flicked out, he would not only have been pierced through the heart, but his head would have been severed.

Amidst the applause of the entire arena, Yuan Kong raised his right hand, extending his index and middle fingers in a "ya!" gesture. The gesture of "..." was made; Nie Shang and Yan Yun said in unison, "Show-off!" Yuan Kong saw Chen and clapped with a smile, knowing that he had left a deep impression on the person he admired. He was truly proud and arrogant. He walked back to where he was standing and said loudly, "Who's next? This humble monk will take over." "Yuan Kong, Lu Bisi, bow and begin!"

Chapter Seven: His tracks exposed.

The gray-robed Lu Bisi slowly walked onto the stage, seemingly carrying a long wooden box on her back. Yuan Kong was on high alert. But Lu Bisi didn't move her hands or feet. Suddenly, Yuan Kong was struck by an invisible giant hammer and flew out of the stage, collapsing to the ground. The whole audience was in an uproar. No one expected that Yuan Kong, who had been so spirited just moments before, would be defeated so easily.

Yan Yun rushed out, helped Yuan Kong up, drew a drop of blood from his index finger and fed it to the unconscious Yuan Kong. Yuan Kong woke up, opened his eyes and said, "I...I can still..." He then struggled to go back onto the stage.

Yan Yun shook his head and said, "Since I've already made my move, you've been declared the loser! I can handle this match." Sure enough, the verdict rang out: "Due to the intervention of a third party, Lu Bisi wins!" "Lu Bisi and Yan Yun, bow and begin!" After Yan Yun stepped onto the stage, Lu Bisi gestured to Yuan Kong, who was being helped back to the audience, and gestured for Yan Yun to leave the stage.

"Please don't threaten me! Your magic is useless against me, and it's useless against Yuan Kong too," Yan Yun said slowly. "Also, Miss Lu, please remove your hood so it won't affect your attacks." Lu Bisi paused for a moment, then took out a straw doll from her bosom. The straw doll was emitting wisps of smoke. She casually tossed the straw doll aside and unbuttoned her robe.

When she unbuttoned her robe, all the men in the audience were stunned (men, after all!). She had pretty short hair, delicate features, and although she was covered up, her full breasts, slender waist, and long legs could be seen through her tight-fitting clothes. However, the long wooden box on her back looked quite out of place.

Lu Bisi's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Who are you? No one can break my spell with blood alone!" Yan Yun laughed: "That's nothing, but... you can't just have this one move, can you?" Lu Bisi snorted and shouted: "Take this! Spirit Sword Unsheathed!" A long wooden box flew into the air, from which long swords shot towards Yan Yun, while Lu Bisi drew another sword from her waist and attacked Yan Yun with sword control techniques.

Yan Yun dodged left and right, quickly forming a hand seal: "Buddha's Cause and Illusion, Break the Formation!" The wooden box was struck down from a distance, Lu Bisi's face turned pale, but she still desperately controlled the long sword to attack Yan Yun.

Yan Yun's attack broke Lu Bisi's 'Spirit Sword Flying Formation,' but in reality, Lu Bisi was already seriously injured! If he broke her sword control technique as well, she would surely perish, which was something Yan Yun did not want to see; moreover, Lu Bisi was proud and arrogant, and would never admit defeat voluntarily, but things couldn't go on like this forever!

This chase and evasion lasted for a long time, and the surrounding audience began to discuss it. Most people felt that Lu Bisi's sword control technique couldn't catch up with Yan Yun, and Yan Yun couldn't break her sword control technique either. Just as the competition was about to end in a draw, a powerful force suddenly entered from the entrance.

The previously calm Yan Yun suddenly changed his expression: "Miss Lu, you win this round. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll leave first!" After saying that, he didn't care about the reactions of others and rushed out through another exit.

Just as Yan Yun rushed out, two women entered from the other side, and the powerful force actually came from these two women.

The woman in yellow asked, "Senior sister, is it him?"

The woman in green nodded and said, "That's right! Don't let him get away this time, chase after him!" Just as the two were about to give chase, Xuan Deng, the headmaster of Xuanfo Temple, stopped them: "Amitabha, please wait, benefactors!" The woman in yellow said urgently, "Old monk, move aside!" and casually struck out with a palm.

Xuan Deng exchanged blows, his expression changing drastically: "Dragon Clan?"

The woman in green bowed: "You must be the principal. We've come to find a young man with dragon blood!" Xuan Deng said: "You mean... Yan Yun?"

The woman in green said: "That's right, the young man who just ran away. This is a matter for the Dragon Clan, and we hope you won't interfere. Zhu Yu..." She turned to tell her junior sister to continue chasing, only to find her arguing with a group of people: "What's going on?" The woman in yellow, Zhu Yu, said: "Senior Sister, they actually said Yan Yun lost! Would someone with our dragon blood lose to these idiots?" Before the woman in green could speak, Xuan Deng hurriedly pulled the judge over: "Now that the Dragon Clan has intervened, how about we end the third match with a draw?" The Taoist elder also saw that Lu Bisi had no hope of winning, and given the Dragon Clan's protectiveness, this was the only option.

Chapter Eight: Wandering the World

Yan Yun rushed back to his residence, packed his belongings, and then, with Xiao Rou, entered the Ghost King's Cave.

"Hey Yanzi! What's wrong with you again? You're coming here so often, aren't you afraid those bald monks at school will cause you trouble?" Ghost King, pulling up his pants, reluctantly walked out of the dormitory. "What's that smell on you? You stink!" "I'm here to tell you that the Xuanfo Knights have been defeated, and the principal has already asked the 'Buddha Fire Cavalry' to take action!

You'd better keep your men in check, or they'll wipe you out!" Yan Yun sighed. "Also, I have to leave here!" "Oh! I see... Leave?! Where are you going?" Ghost King was startled. "Why are you leaving?" "The Dragon Clan found me! Look! See the blood on my index finger, that's what attracted them." Yan Yun held up his index finger.

"No wonder you stink so much! You mean those giant lizards? Don't be afraid! You can hide here with me, I guarantee they won't find you. Even if they do, our Ghost Clan isn't someone to be trifled with!" Ghost King said boldly.

"Thank you in advance! But I still have to go. The power of the dragons is not something you can handle before you've mastered the secrets of the ghosts," Yan Yun said. "Besides, if we reveal that this is the ghosts' stronghold, it will be even more troublesome!" "Alright then! In that case, I won't stop you. I'll return your things to you as well." The Ghost King handed over a letter.

"My things?" Yan Yun took the letter with a puzzled look and took out the letter paper. "

Yun'er:

By the time you read this letter, the dragons should have already found you; forgive your father for not being able to be by your side to grow up with you.

I believe you already know that your mother is a dragon! Originally, our family could have lived a happy life in seclusion; but when your mother gave birth to you, the dragon energy attracted the pursuit of the dragons. We had no choice but to force the Ghost King to take you in. The ghost energy of the ghosts can temporarily cover the dragon energy on your body; we also asked the principal of the Xuanfo Academy to take care of you; while your mother and I will find another place; if I'm not mistaken, we should be on the Jiaming Continent.

Come find us from the west!" Although you'll arrive by crossing the sea from the east, please don't! You can't escape the dragons in the vast ocean. "Why are you only giving it to me now?" Yan Yun

glared

at the Ghost King.

"Please! I didn't want to either! Back then, your father beat the late king so badly he nearly wet himself. If he hadn't repeatedly told me to, I would have given you the letter long ago! Besides, we grew up together, and I didn't want you to leave so soon! Look into my sincere eyes!" The Ghost King opened his eyes wide.

"Wipe your eye boogers first!" Yan Yun said irritably. "Alright! I have to go! Otherwise, if the Dragon Clan comes knocking, I won't be able to leave!" "Ah! Right! Since you have to run away... anyway, Xiao Rou is a burden, why not leave her with me..." Yan Yun pulled Xiao Rou behind him: "Don't even think about it! Unless she wants to stay." Xiao Rou hurriedly said: "No! Brother, don't leave me behind." "Don't be afraid! Brother can't bear to part with me!" In the principal's office of Xuanfo Academy,

"Yan Yun, since the Dragon Clan has come knocking, we can't pretend we don't know." Xuan Deng said sympathetically:

"It's just that you're only nineteen years old and you want to venture into the world, it's really... sigh!" "Thank you for your care over the years, Principal. I've caused you trouble!" Yan Yun said respectfully: "I'm just afraid that the main campus will treat you..." "You don't need to worry about the main campus, but Buddhism can't protect you; however," Xuan Deng said in a low voice, "the Dragon Clan is extremely protective of its own, you'd better be careful in using them!" "Understood! This disciple will take his leave now!"

"Hey! Yan Yun, you're really not being fair!" Nie Shang called out to Yan Yun, who had just walked out of the school gate. "How can you forget about us when you're going to conquer the world?" Yan Yun looked back and saw that besides Nie Shang and Yuan Kong, Liao Chen and Wang Xinlan were also among them.

Chapter Nine New Buri Kingdom

Along the way, Yan Yun asked quietly, "Why did you bring Wang Xinlan and Liao Chen along?" "I don't know either. As soon as the martial arts tournament ended, she followed us like crazy and refused to leave no matter what," Yuan Kong blushed. "As for Liao Chen..." "Hey! Yanzi, let me tell you, it turns out that Liao Chen had already planned to return to secular life if she couldn't get into the Xuanfo Knights after graduation. Originally, with her strength, getting into the Xuanfo Knights would have been a piece of cake, but you know everyone has their ups and downs," Nie Shang said righteously. "If..." "Oops, she accidentally got married instead of going to school, then our bald-headed Yuan will be..." Nie Shang imitated Yuan Kong's voice: "Waaah~~ If I had known, I would have..." Yuan Kong swung his hand to hit her, laughing and cursing: "Go to hell!" Nie Shang laughed and dodged: "So! I told her to take a break from school for a while, broaden her horizons, cultivate her combat strength and experience, anyway, she's about to graduate, and after graduation she'll participate in the selection of the Xuanfo Knights and join, something that has never happened before in the school's history!" Yan Yun frowned and said: "But we're facing the Dragon Clan!" "!" Nie Shang scoffed, "So what? They're just a bunch of large green lizards!" Yuan Kong laughed, "When they came, I wonder who was trembling with fear!" Nie Shang snorted, "I was injured back then, if it were me..." Before he could finish speaking, Liao Chen rode forward, "A powerful force is closing in from behind..." Wang Xinlan also caught up, "Where should we go now?" Yan Yun thought for a moment and smiled, "Didn't everyone want to test their strength? Let's go to New Buri Kingdom!" Yuan Kong frowned and said: "Why would you knowingly walk into a tiger's den?" Nie Shang also said, "That's right! Don't forget, the demonic vines have the power to destroy a small country, not to mention that even the Xuanfo Knights couldn't defeat them..." Wang Xinlan said, "Could it be that you're planning to use the dragons..."

Yan Yun nodded with a smile, "That's right! What do you think? Anyway, you can just attack the demonic vines, the dragons won't attack non-hostile forces, right?"

The entire hall of the New Buri Palace was filled with soldiers and mercenaries, all standing straight, their eyes fixed blankly ahead.

The Demon General sat on the throne, laughing wildly, "Excellent! Demon Vine, your strength is now at least comparable to the Demon Blade Masters of the Demon Clan!" The Demon Vine Clan Chief, attached to a burly man, fawned, "This is mainly thanks to the Demon General's appreciation. Even the Xuanfo Knights can't do anything to us now. As long as we deal with the Taoist Academy's guards, we can leave the desert and enter the heart of ancient China." He then frowned and said, "However, the Taoists are extremely sensitive to the corpse aura on our bodies. Attacking us like before will probably be difficult." The Demon General snorted, "Let's talk about it when we're stronger. Those bastards' headquarters is in Hanzhong, ancient China. Let's solidify our foundation first, and those bastards won't cause trouble for no reason." At this moment, a scout entered, "Reporting to the Demon General and Clan Chief, there's been a report on what happened a few days ago." The Demon General said, "It's news about the Buddhist-Taoist martial arts competition, right? Speak!" The scout recounted the results of the competition.

The Demon General pondered for a moment, and the Demon Vine Clan Chief tentatively asked, "Could it be that the Dragon Clan has allied with Buddhism and Taoism to deal with us?" The Demon General affirmed, "Impossible! The Dragon Clan occupied the British Isles, wiped out the original British, and has been self-isolating ever since. If they were to expand, they would start from Western Europe. How could they possibly bypass the Demon Clan and Catholicism and run all the way to the Central Plains!" Another scout entered, "Reporting to the Demon General and Clan Chief, the Buddhist Fire Cavalry Regiment has entered the Xuanfo Academy and is discussing attack cooperation with the Taoist Academy; in addition, five people are advancing towards us, and two powerful dragon energies are following behind them." The Demon General suddenly stood up, "Demon Vine, you hold them off! I will go to northern India to summon demon vultures to assist us. Hold out for ten days without fail!" The Demon Vine Clan bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Chapter Ten: The Entry Plan

Yan Yun and his group arrived at the city gate of the New Buri Kingdom.

"How strange!" Yuan Kong asked doubtfully, "How could we have arrived at Xinbuli City so easily? We didn't even encounter an ambush." "Could it be that they heard we were coming and were so scared that they were hiding behind the city gates trembling?" Nie Shang said smugly.

"Don't try to intimidate us. It's probably because of the two dragon energies behind us!" Wang Xinlan poured cold water on the idea.

Seeing that Liao Chen hadn't reacted, Yan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Liao Chen, do you have any objections?" Liao Chen glanced at Yan Yun: "Aerial combat ability." Wang Xinlan and the others asked in confusion, "Aerial combat ability? What do you mean?" Seeing that Liao Chen was sparing with his words and had no intention of explaining, Yan Yun could only sigh: "Dragons are naturally immune to magic. Their powerful physiques and ability to use magic are unparalleled advantages. Coupled with their ability to fly, they are arguably the most powerful race in the world. If it weren't for their overwhelming strength and lack of strategic acumen, we would have been wiped out long ago." "The demon race must know our whereabouts and those of the dragons very well, but they probably don't know that we're not on the same path, otherwise they wouldn't have let us get here so easily. If I'm not mistaken..." Yan Yun looked southwest:

"I heard there are demonic vultures causing trouble in northern India, and they'll appear in a few days," Yuan Kong said. "So what should we do next?" "You all set up camp outside, I'll go into the city alone," Yan Yun interrupted them. "We all know the dragons' target is me, and only I can resist the demonic vines without being possessed; you should make it look like I'm being captured, and then come in with the dragons." Yan Yun smiled. "Remember! Keep a low profile! We're foxes, after all!" At midnight, in Yan Yun's tent, "Xiao Rou, I'm sorry to trouble you these next few days, you can hide in this little bottle for now!" Yan Yun took out a small bottle from a hidden bag.

"Brother, but... but won't you be in danger?" Xiao Rou asked worriedly.

"Actually, your brother won't be in danger! It's you who's in danger!" "Ah... then..." "Don't be afraid. No one would want to possess a girl as cute and beautiful as you." "No," Xiao Rou said fearfully, "Xiao Rou belongs to your brother. Xiao Rou only wants to stay by your brother's side." "Then your brother will give you some dragon energy, and no one will be able to take you away from your brother, okay?" Yan Yun gently blew a breath into Xiao Rou's ear.

"Hmm~" Xiao Rou nodded, and just as she was about to take off her clothes, Yan Yun stopped her: "I'll do it. You just need to help me take them off." Xiao Rou obediently took off Yan Yun's shirt and trousers, but was too shy to touch Yan Yun's jade pillar. Seeing her shy appearance, Yan Yun deliberately said, "Sigh~ So Xiao Rou doesn't want dragon energy! Then forget it!" Xiao Rou hurriedly said, "No... no! Xiao Rou wants it!" She quickly took off Yan Yun's underwear and put the jade pillar in her mouth, licking it gently.

Seeing that Xiao Rou's oral skills had improved significantly after several days of training, Yan Yun was quite pleased with himself and reached out to gently tease Xiao Rou's vulva.

Xiao Rou was aroused, but couldn't make a sound. Yan Yun felt the wetness of his fingers: "Okay, stick your butt up a little higher!" "Oh~~" The jade pillar entered Xiao Rou's vagina along with her juices, and Xiao Rou made a comfortable sound: "Brother... Xiao Rou is so satisfied... so comfortable... oh..." Seeing that Xiao Rou had begun to experience the pleasure of sex, Yan Yun gradually increased the speed: "How about this?" "So big... so comfortable... full... so stimulating... Brother... Xiao Rou is going to die... I'm coming... so hot... so comfortable..." When Yan Yun ejaculated, Xiao Rou also reached orgasm at the same time.

Xiao Rou lay weakly in Yan Yun's arms. After Yan Yun helped Xiao Rou calm down, he asked her to clean up the mess with her mouth.

Xiao Rou gently licked the jade pillar, but found that it was starting to grow bigger again: "Brother... can I try oral sex this time?" Chapter Eleven: Driving the Wolf to Devour the Tiger Yan Yun, the city's leader, was quickly surrounded by humans possessed by the demonic vines. "Hmph! How dare you!

You dare to trespass into the demon realm alone."

Yan Yun sneered, "You call yourself the demon realm just because you're wearing human skin and occupying a place? If that's the case, our dragon race would have already occupied this world!" "You're a dragon?" The demonic vine clan leader laughed wildly, "Great! I've heard that dragon blood can make the body invulnerable to swords and spears and immune to magic. I believe the demon general will be very interested. Capture him!" Immediately, more than a dozen archers appeared in the windows of the surrounding buildings to prevent Yan Yun from transforming into a dragon and escaping. In the distance, white mages were casting spells to enhance the attack power of warriors in close combat. In any case, even if the body was injured, as long as it wasn't cut in half, the possessing demonic vines wouldn't be harmed. Black mages took the opportunity to use offensive spells such as fireballs, ice arrows, and poison gas, while warriors fearlessly rushed forward to attack in close combat.

Yan Yun conjured a demonic sword using his spiritual power. Of course, its power was far inferior to the genuine sword wielded by the Demon General, but only this kind of sword could threaten these demons. If he were to use other magical weapons, Yan Yun simply lacked sufficient faith to drive them, as he had grown up among the Ghost Clan and had no faith whatsoever. Of course, Dragon Clan artifacts were a different story. Therefore, Yan Yun could only use his spiritual power to conjure weapons, besides his magic seals.

Although the Demon Vine Vine feared the demonic sword, some martial artists' weapons were extraordinary. Although Yan Yun had Dragon Clan blood, he was still a mortal. After killing twelve Demon Vine Vine warriors, his spiritual power dissipated. The Demon Vine Vine seized the opportunity to strike Yan Yun on the back, its demonic power seeping into his internal organs, causing Yan Yun to cough up blood.

The Demon Vine Vine Clan leader laughed loudly: "I don't believe I can't defeat you! We'll offer you up when the Demon General returns! Guards, take him to the dungeon, remember to use the Dragon Binding Lock." "Senior Sister, are you sure this is the right direction?" Zhu Yu asked, frowning.

"That's right, but this dragon energy is mixed with a faint ghostly scent, which is a bit strange. I'm not quite sure where I'm going... Huh!" The girl in green suddenly felt the dragon energy surge.

"Senior sister, it's Xinbuli City! We absolutely can't let him escape again this time!" Zhu Yu rushed off, and the girl in green felt that something was wrong, but she still followed.

"Bald monk Yuan, there's been no sound from the city. Do you think Yanzi will be alright?" Nie Shang asked anxiously.

"If those two giant lizards hadn't come, I wouldn't have been confident I could defeat all the monsters in the city!" Before Yuan Kong could answer, Liao Chen said, "The Dragon Clan has arrived!" Wang Xinlan went to greet them. "Two elder sisters, have you come for Yan Yun?" "You are...?" Wang Xinlan introduced everyone's names and then said, "Because one of our good friends was captured by the demonic vines, Yan Yun went in to inquire about the situation. You are...?" "My name is Wu Feng, and this is my junior sister Zhu Yu," said the green-clad girl Wu Feng. "We met once at the martial arts arena. You should know that we are from the Dragon Clan. We are here on the orders of the Dragon Clan elders to bring Yan Yun back to Dragon Island with us." "Back to Dragon Island for what?" Nie Shang asked.

"Our dragon clan's internal affairs are none of your business," Zhu Yu said. "Senior sister, why tell them so much? We're going in to capture them!" "Amitabha, since the two ladies say it's a family matter, we can't stop them; but we hope to rescue another companion as well," Yuan Kong said.

"Can you guarantee you won't interfere?" Wu Feng asked.

"Of course, of course!" Nie Shang bowed, thinking: Of course we'll interfere.

"Senior sister, don't tell them so much," Zhu Yu glared at them. "Humans are unreliable. If they dare to interfere, we'll beat them all up." Wu Feng gathered her energy and unleashed a palm strike, a dragon claw slamming towards the city gate. Dragon clan martial arts are originally a combination of magic and martial arts, and martial arts that gather magic are indeed incredibly powerful. With just two palm strikes, the city gate of Xinbuli City was shattered.

Zhu Yu rushed into the city first, and with a single dragon claw attack, he turned three dumbfounded humans possessed by the vine demon into a bloody mess. Because he was surrounded by dragon energy, not a drop of blood touched him. After Wu Feng caught his breath, he also rushed into the city gate. Only then did Yuan Kong and the others come to their senses. They were all worried: Could they really save Yan Yun from such powerful forces? Chapter Twelve: Enemy Attack. Humans and dragons unleashed their unique skills, engaging in a battle of wits, whether intentional or not. The dragons, fueled by their combined dragon energy, charged forward with unstoppable force, impervious even to the rain of arrows rained down from archers in building windows. In contrast, the humans looked pathetic. Liao Chen and Wang Xinlan were mindful of their appearance, trying to avoid getting blood on their faces, while Yuan Kong and Nie Shang were completely bloodthirsty, covered in blood. Had they not held back, their clothes would have been stained with blood. Fortunately, Buddhism offered a course called "Hypnotic Virtual Asura Hell," otherwise Liao Chen and the others would have been unable to fight, let alone kill.

Just as the Demon Vine was suffering heavy casualties, the Demon Vine Clan Chief appeared on the tower: "Stop!" "My Demon Clan and the Dragon Clan have always kept to themselves. Why have you invaded my Demon territory and killed my people today?

Although you are powerful, you should know that there is always a reason in everything." The Demon Vine Clan Chief threatened in a hollow voice.

"Enough nonsense, hand over our people first." Nie Shang shouted before the Dragon Clan could.

"I do have one here, but he is a Dragon; you should be a Human, right? We don't have any Human prisoners." "Nonsense! You clearly captured one of our companions a few days ago, and you still dare to deny it!" "Hahaha! We Demon Vine can already possess human bodies, do we still need prisoners?" Upon hearing this, Nie Shang and the others' expressions changed, and the two Dragon Clan girls also looked at them with suspicious eyes.

A clear voice rang out: "Who says demons can always possess human bodies?" It was Liao Chen speaking: "Let the Dragon Clan be our witnesses, why don't you try possessing me?" Wu Feng nodded: "That's right. If you can't possess this little nun, we'll demand you hand over Yan Yun and a human prisoner; but if the little nun is possessed, as long as you hand over Yan Yun, these four humans are yours to do as you please." Wang Xinlan whispered, "Liao Chen, are you really confident?"

Liao Chen nodded, closed his eyes, and a demon vine crept forward, about to enter through the Baihui acupoint on the top of its head, when it suddenly screamed and sprang back, writhing in pain.

The demon vine clan leader shouted: "Two more!" The same thing happened to two more demon vines.

The Demon Vine Clan Chief, accompanied by Yan Yun, said hatefully, "Impossible! I didn't expect humans to have already broken the 'Puppet Technique.' Indeed, we only have this one person to capture..." Suddenly, a voice came from the sky: "Humans are indeed cunning!" A demonic vulture landed on the plaza, and the Demon General jumped down:

"You actually dared to join forces to mock our demon race!"

"You little brat dare to play tricks in front of this general? Die!" The Demon General shot out a beam of light from his fingertips. Seeing that Chen was about to be hit, Yan Yun quickly withdrew Xiao Rou, and Yuan Kong also blocked the attack with his cassock.

"Is your dragon clan in charge of this matter?" The Demon General smelled the dragon blood on Yan Yun's clothes.

"So what if we are?" The hot-tempered Zhu Yu retorted defiantly.

"Fine, none of them will escape! Take them down!"

"Show your best moves! Charge towards the west gate!" Yan Yun shouted.

Two dragon maidens were taking turns attacking the demon general, both sides using their full strength. The two maidens were no longer as relaxed as before. Yan Yun was entangled in a battle with the Demon Vine Clan Lord, who was possessing a general of the New Buri Kingdom. Yan Yun had not fully recovered and could only parry with magic seals. Nie Shang, Yuan Kong, Liao Chen, and Wang Xinlan were fighting with the remaining Demon Vine Clan members. Each of them could hold their own against three, but each of them had to fight against six or seven, which was a different story! Moreover, while the dragon maidens and Yan Yun were doing well, the other four also had to guard against the Demon Vine Clan members possessing them and the attacks of the demon vultures. Everyone was in a precarious situation!

Nie Shang dared not lift the Heavenly Seal and could only fight back with his Zen staff. At this moment, when a Demon Vine Clan member was about to enter and possess Nie Shang through his Baihui acupoint while he was not paying attention, a magic arrow pinned the Demon Vine Clan member to the ground. A large group of cavalrymen rushed into the city gate, their banners bearing the symbol of the "Buddha Fire Cavalry Regiment".

The "Buddha Fire Cavalry Regiment," equipped with archers, deterred the demonic vultures from attacking again, instantly reversing the situation. One cavalryman, mistaking Yan Yun and his companions for mere bystanders, shouted, "You all go! Leave this to us!" Seeing the dire situation, the demon commander and Yao Tengman mounted their demonic vultures to leave, only to witness Yan Yun and his group escaping through the city gate. Enraged, he roared, "The culprits aren't so simple! 'Frozen Yin Demon'!" A beam of silver light shot from the demonic blade, striking Zhu Yu squarely. Instantly, Zhu Yu solidified into a yellow dragon the size of an arm.

Yan Yun and the others quickly covered Wu Feng and Zhu Yu's transformed dragon form as they fled—every part of the dragon was a treasure!

Chapter Thirteen Entering Persia

"Although we owe you a great debt, I still have to take Yan Yun away. This is the mission my junior sister and I are on to descend the mountain." Despite Zhu Yu being frozen back to her original form, Wu Feng remained calm. Although Wu Feng wasn't as arrogant as Zhu Yu, relying on her dragon status, the pride of a dragon was still deeply ingrained in her bones. Not only Wu Feng, but all dragons were like this.

"Do you... the dragon race have a way to cure the sorcery 'Frozen Yin Charm'?" Wang Xinlan asked.

"There's always a way. The Dragon Clan's Grand Elder knows everything. Yan Yun, come with me obediently; although I was able to leave thanks to you humans, it's all because of you." Wu Feng glanced at everyone:

"Don't force me to use force. You are no match for me."

"Come on! Who's afraid of who! When the 'Buddha Fire Cavalry' comes, even if you turn into a flying dragon, we'll still bring you down..." Before Nie Shang could finish speaking, Yuan Kong covered his mouth and pulled him to the back.

"Unless you use a blood transfusion technique to completely replace all the blood in a level seven sorcery like 'Frozen Evil,' it's impossible to cure," Liao Chen shook his head. "Even if someone were willing to sacrifice themselves, your dragon race's resistance to magic is simply useless." "However, where there's a will, there's a way," Wang Xinlan continued. "I've heard that the Holy Spring in Jerusalem can cure this sorcery." "That's like saying nothing at all," Yuan Kong said. "Jerusalem is still in Muslim hands. Christianity and Islam regard dragons as symbols of the devil, so they can't get in." "I'll just fight my way in!" Wu Feng gritted his teeth.

"No need for that. I have a way to get in," Yan Yun said calmly.

Although World War III didn't have a major impact on Europe, the United States wanted to tie Britain to its war machine. It deliberately refueled an unexploded Chinese nuclear bomb and launched it at Britain, but it unexpectedly exploded in Britain, causing a major disaster. Radiation completely enveloped the British mainland.

Knowing it was powerless to contend with China, yet unwilling to suffer further losses, Britain once again launched the Crusades. This war engulfed the entirety of Europe and West Asia, even drawing troops from Africa to fight for their supported religious sects. The war continues to this day, allowing the demons and monsters to maneuver freely, while Jerusalem remains under Muslim control.

Yan Yun and his group, leading camels westward, moved so slowly that even the usually calm Liao Chen complained incessantly. Yuan Kong, however, busied himself fetching water and shading her from the sun.

To avoid harassment from the monsters, Yan Yun followed the ancient Silk Road route, bypassing the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang before heading south towards the Arabian Peninsula in the Middle East.

From Xinjiang onward, the route was inhabited by Muslims, with numerous Muslim countries and cities of all sizes, all fiercely martial. No wonder that even an organized crusade like the Crusades, after decades, had failed to achieve significant results.

"In recent years, due to the conflict between religions, Turkey changed its name to its ancient name—Persia; the Persian king is Darius XVIII, and the Islamic Grand Elder is Constantine IX. Only by passing through Persia can one enter the Middle East," Yan Yun pointed to a tall tower with a pointed roof. "And the first hurdle is the Persian king Darius XVIII." "Actually, we can take a ship from India to the Middle East!" Wang Xinlan asked doubtfully. "We don't necessarily have to go this way." "According to reliable rumors: the current emperor of the Mauryan Dynasty is powerless against the demon vultures and has reached a ceasefire agreement with the demon general; moreover, it is rumored that a portion of land will be ceded to the demon race for occupation, at which point the Thai king will no longer be able to rely on India to remain uninvolved," Nie Shang said.

"When have we dragons ever been afraid of demons? Why are we hiding like this?" Wu Feng said indignantly.

"You are a dragon, of course you're not afraid! But we are just humans! You have to fight and take care of…" Yuan Kong said, handing a bottle of water to Chen: "Even if you're strong, you can't guarantee you won't lose!" "Yes! I agree, otherwise we wouldn't have gone through all this trouble!" Liao Chen nodded.

"In countries with separation of church and state, there's no strict control over heretics," Yan Yun reminded, "but everyone should still be careful." The group entered the city after dark, found a hotel to stay in, and apart from Yan Yun and Wu Feng, the rest of the group had already gone out shopping.

Chapter Fourteen Bloodshed in the Palace

"Brother, no!" Xiao Rou pushed him away.

"Oh dear! Xiao Rou, we've been crammed into a tent these past few days, it's been very inconvenient. Now we finally have a room where we can take a bath, why can't we?" Yan Yun hugged Xiao Rou and kept teasing her sensitive areas.

"But...but the walls are so thin..." Xiao Rou blushed and endured it.

Yan Yun casually cast a protective barrier: "Isn't this enough? Come on..." "But...but I can't hear Sister Chen and Sister Xinlan coming back! They said they'd bring me something delicious..." "They won't be back that soon..." Yan Yun began to regret it. He should have known better than to let them know he had taken Xiao Rou in. At first, he thought ghosts shouldn't exist in the human world, just like Nie Shang, but as soon as he saw Xiao Rou's pitiful, obedient appearance, he immediately changed his mind.

Seeing Yan Yun's pained expression, Xiao Rou said, "Brother, this is fine! Xiao Rou will suck it for you..." As she spoke, she took Yan Yun's jade pillar into her mouth; Yan Yun had no choice but to give in. In fact, after several days of training, Xiao Rou was already quite skilled at oral service.

Xiao Rou tried her best to take the entire jade pillar into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the groove, her hands gently stroking the jade ball, and occasionally sucking on the jade pillar to increase Yan Yun's pleasure.

Having spent so much time together, Yan Yun quickly reached climax under Xiao Rou's influence. Xiao Rou felt the jade pillar in her mouth swell, and unwilling to leave Yan Yun, she swallowed the thick fluid.

"Alright! Let's leave it at that this time! Next time it won't be like this!" "Okay! Brother, hurry up and rest... Ah! Sister's back!" Xiao Rou quickly floated away.

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