The Fourteenth Day of the Great Ming Dynasty

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Chapter Fourteen:

Falling into the Beauty Trap.

The next day, the famous brothel, Shenxianju, in the capital's Bensi Hutong was brightly decorated. The girls coming and going were all dressed in their finest attire, their perfumes filling the air with fragrance. Tonight, Prince Rong was hosting a banquet at Chuyun Pavilion, and the three young masters of the capital were all coming. The prince's power, the Deng family's wealth, and Guo Xu's looks were all things the brothel girls dreamed of. If they were lucky enough to catch the eye of someone, they could rise to the top and become a phoenix. The only downside was that the three masters only wanted Chuchu to accompany them. The others had to put in effort to greet and see them off at the door. It was truly unfair! That seemingly aloof Chuchu had only been there for ten days! When Qin Mama relayed the message that all brothels except Chuyun Pavilion would be closed for the day, the girls couldn't help but lament that heaven truly had no eyes.

"Have you found out where the assassin came from last night?" In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, adjacent to Chuyun Pavilion, Ding Shou asked Bai Shaochuan beside him while cracking melon seeds.

"No, the other party was very cautious. Our men tracked them down to the residential area near Dongzhimen, but then they disappeared without a trace. It's a place where merchants and commoners gather, and it's all mixed-use courtyards. The Eastern Depot's manpower alone isn't enough. If we want to question them in detail, we'd need the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Five Cities Garrison to come in, or we might alert them and ruin the Grand Eunuch's important plans." Bai Shaochuan poured himself a cup of tea and said slowly.

"Are the people you arranged reliable?" Ding Shou snatched the cup of tea and drank it himself.

Bai Shaochuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, then poured himself another cup. "Don't worry, we've secretly installed listening copper pipes all around Chuyun Pavilion. Listening to the walls is our Eastern Depot's specialty. The Embroidered Uniform Guard guards at the Little God of Wealth's Mansion are very strict. Once we leave the Deng Mansion, we guarantee that Deng Ren's every word and action will be under our control."

"Is there really something wrong with this Chu Chu?" Ding Shou asked.

"It's hard to say, but there are many suspicious points. Ten days ago, she went to the Immortal's Abode, claiming she would only sell her art, not her body, and that she could choose her own guests. She only accepted Guo Xu as a guest. The servants said she repeatedly mentioned admiring the three young masters of the capital, especially the Little God of Wealth's mansion, which is said to be incredibly wealthy. She expressed a desire to visit and broaden her horizons, which led to her visit to the Little God of Wealth's mansion last night. Then, assassins entered the Deng mansion. There are too many intriguing details; it's always good to be cautious," Bai Shaochuan replied, frowning.

"The banquet is in the evening. Since it's still early, how about accompanying me to stroll around the capital?" Ding Shou said with a lewd grin.

"I'm not as carefree as you. The Grand Eunuch is about to accompany the Emperor back to the capital and has many matters to organize and report," Bai Shaochuan refused.

"In that case, I'll take my leave," Ding Shou said, getting up.

Bai Shaochuan waved for him to leave quickly.

It was noon, and the streets of the capital were bustling with activity. Street vendors hawked their wares, shops beckoned customers, and the streets were teeming with people. Ding Shou looked around, feeling quite at ease.

Suddenly, his gaze swept across the area and he saw a figure leap down from a nearby building. With a light touch on the ground, the figure darted away again, displaying impressive agility. Immediately afterward, another person leaped from the crowd, kicking up a sack from a nearby cart and smashing it down on the fleeing figure, knocking him to the ground.

The man rolled on the ground, then leaped up again, seemingly unharmed. He glared angrily at the tall man who had knocked him down. "Xin Li, the Swift Sword, we have no grudge against each other, why are you pressing me so hard?"

Xin Li was tall, his hair not fully tied back, a strand falling across his forehead. He carried a simply decorated longsword on his shoulder and chuckled, "Cui Wanshan, you committed the murder of thirteen people, young and old, in Sanhe Town. Today, I, Xin, will bring you to justice."

"Xin Li, you're just a bounty hunter, only after money. I'll pay double whatever they ask for," Cui Wanshan said hatefully.

"I only do business with one person," Xin Li said indifferently.

"Ten times," Cui Wanshan said decisively.

Xin Li seemed tempted, and Cui Wanshan's face lit up. Xin Li then shook his head repeatedly, "Forget it, I don't want your blood money."

Cui Wanshan drew his sword. "Then I'll just have to kill you." He swung his sword forward, creating a series of slashes, and slashed at Xin Li.

Xin Li used his scabbard to deflect the blade, darted inside, and bent his knee to strike Cui Wanshan's abdomen. Cui Wanshan dodged to the side, the blade slashing horizontally. Xin Li spun around, already behind Cui Wanshan. Cui Wanshan was terrified and, disregarding everything, sprinted forward until he reached a memorial archway. He pushed off with his feet, using the momentum to flip backward, and swung his hand back to strike, but

Xin Li was nowhere to be seen. A sharp pain shot through his waist as he was kicked away. At that moment, a commotion erupted, and a group of Imperial Guards in flying fish robes rushed towards them through the crowd. Seeing this, Xin Li didn't hesitate. He drew his longsword, and with a flick and a deflection, he knocked the knife out of Cui Wanshan's hand. Cui Wanshan rolled eighteen times on the ground, utterly disheveled, but escaped Xin Li's sword and turned to run back into the crowd.

Xin Li let out a cold snort, and the sword in his hand flew out—his signature move, "Heart-Piercing Sword." The sword's momentum was like lightning, heading straight for Cui Wanshan's back. Xin Li had already turned around after drawing the sword; he had absolute confidence in his throwing sword. However, instead of the expected scream of Cui Wanshan falling to the ground, he heard the sound of tearing silk. Turning around, he saw that Cui Wanshan's throat was being gripped by a young man, who was unable to move. The young man's other hand was holding the sword that had been thrown out of his hand.

Ding Shou shook his head, looking at the simple longsword, which was worth at most two taels of silver. In trying to catch this broken sword, the sleeves of his fine brocade blue robe had been torn to shreds by the sword's force. He had lost out. With a flick of his wrist, the longsword was thrown back into Xin Li's scabbard, quick and accurate.

Seeing this, Xin Li asked, "Who are you?"

Before Ding Shou could answer, the Imperial Guards rushed in. The leader, a centurion, asked, "Who is causing trouble in broad daylight under the Emperor's nose?"

Xin Li didn't want to deal with the officials and turned to leave, but several Imperial Guards surrounded him in a semi-circle. The centurion repeated, "Who is causing trouble in broad daylight under the Emperor's nose?"

Xin Li shrugged and turned back, saying, "You're asking me?"

"Nonsense, are you asking yourself?" the centurion snapped.

"Why not ask him?" Xin Li pointed his chin at Ding Shou.

The centurion turned to look at Ding Shou. Just as he approached, Ding Shou pulled a waist token from his robes and tossed it to him. Upon seeing the token, the man's expression changed, and he respectfully accepted it with both hands. The Eastern Depot's guards were mostly selected from the Embroidered Uniform Guard; the two organizations had intricate connections. The Eastern Depot's commander was a close advisor to the emperor, and throughout history, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had always been suppressed by the Eastern Depot. Although the current commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Weng Taibei, was powerful, this Eastern Depot commander was someone he, a centurion, had never offended.

Having been unjustly insulted, he naturally sought another outlet for his anger. Turning around, he found Xin Li even more displeasing. "An assassin broke into the Little God of Wealth's mansion last night. Judging from your unclear origins and the fact that you were armed in the marketplace, you're probably the assassin. Men, seize him!" "Wait

a minute, everyone. What do you think of Guo Xu's words?" Guo Xu stepped forward from the crowd.

"Are you the young master Guo, the head of the Changfeng Escort Agency?" the centurion asked.

"It is indeed Guo Xu. This friend is my good friend, Xin Li, the Swift Swordsman. I vouch for him; he is definitely not an assassin who sneaked into the Little God of Wealth's mansion at night," Guo Xu said with a smile to the centurion.

"Since it is Young Master Guo who vouches for him, there is naturally no problem. We will take our leave." The centurion then led his men away.

Xin Li nodded to Guo Xu and said, "Brother Guo, you have worked hard." He then turned to Ding Shou, "Who can I tell you?"

Ding Shou chuckled, "It is really inconvenient to say."

"Then may I hand this lecherous thief over to you?" Xin Li said in a deep voice.

"Oh, this kid's a lecher too, I didn't know that." Ding Shou released Cui Wanshan's throat and patted his cheek. Cui Wanshan gasped for breath, leaned back, and was about to leap up to escape, but before he could get up, Ding Shou inexplicably grabbed his throat again. "I don't trust you with this. Committing a crime in the street is against the law."

Guo Xu interjected, "Are you a member of the government?"

"Sort of." Ding Shou rubbed his nose. One more step and he'd be a member of the government.

Guo Xu said to Xin Li, "Since that's the case, just hand the prisoner over to the officials. Brother Xin, let it go."

"No way," Xin Li replied, "Xin Li's swift sword strikes always bring in profit. There's no

such thing as a deal that slips through your fingers." He was still stubborn. Ding Shou asked with a smile, "Then how much silver is this Wan Shan worth?"

Xin Li replied seriously, "One tael."

"Slap! Slap!" Two crisp slaps rang out. "You worthless slut." After slapping him, Ding Shou grabbed Cui Wan Shan by the throat. Cui Wan Shan's cheeks were swollen and red. This time, he didn't try to escape. He just looked at Ding Shou with terror in his eyes. Was this kid crazy?

Ding Shou took out a silver ingot from his pocket and threw it to Xin Li. "Five taels. Keep the change. I'm taking him with me." With that, he led Cui Wan Shan away like a beast of burden.

Xin Li ignored the silver ingot, his right hand already gripping the hilt of his sword, veins bulging, about to strike when Guo Xu stopped him. Guo Xu shook his head at him, watching the two walk away, "The common people don't fight with officials, especially since this man easily neutralized your Heart-Piercing Sword; he shouldn't be underestimated. Anyway, the culprit is already in custody, let's just let it go."

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In a deserted alley, Ding Shou released Cui Wanshan, a smile in his eyes, and said, "Are you a lone bandit, or some kind of lecher?"

Cui Wanshan was terrified. The man before him was unpredictable, yet his martial arts were incredibly high. There was no way to escape. He lowered his head and said meekly, "Yes, I acted foolishly, please give me a way out, sir." Although he didn't know what official position this man held, judging from the meekness of the Imperial Guard, he must be someone of considerable importance.

"You were going to do business with Xinli for ten times the price just now. It seems you're making a good profit as a bandit." Ding Shou muttered to himself, his words seemingly unrelated.

Cui Wanshan immediately understood, and pulled out his silver notes and valuables, fawningly saying, "A small token of my appreciation, I hope you

will accept it, sir." Ding Shou glanced at them; several hundred-tael silver notes, the largest being no more than a thousand taels, along with some loose gold and silver, but he didn't take them, merely scoffing, "What's this for? Keep it; it'll be enough to buy a good coffin in the future."

Cui Wanshan knelt down with a thud, pleading, "Sir, this is really all I have. We people in this dangerous trade don't usually hoard gold and silver. Sir, I have three treasure burial sites in the capital, totaling nearly 100,000 taels, which I'm willing to offer to you. Please, sir, give me a way out."

Ding Shou slowly squatted down, looking Cui Wanshan in the eye, and said, "Well, you've been traveling the martial world for so many years, don't you have any novelties?"

Cui Wanshan seemed to understand, and pulled out a bunch of bottles and jars from his person, "Big..." "Man, this is top-quality wound medicine. For all kinds of sword and knife wounds, one packet stops bleeding, two packets reduce bruising, and three packets promote tissue regeneration... Hmm..."

Ding Shou stuffed the packets of wound medicine into Cui Wanshan's mouth and said coldly, "Swallow it and keep talking. If you try this 'powerful pill' trick again, I guarantee you'll regret not dying under Xin Li's sword."

Cui Wanshan chewed on a mouthful of medicine powder, claiming he dared not, and picked up a porcelain bottle, saying, "This is called 'The Virtuous Woman's Lament.' It dissolves in water. No matter how chaste or virtuous

a woman is, once she takes it, she will be consumed by lust within a cup of tea and desperately want to have intercourse." Seeing a smile in Ding Shou's eyes, Cui Wanshan was greatly encouraged. "If you prefer something else, sir, this is called 'Gastrodia Powder.' Take the antidote beforehand, unfold it in the wind, and anyone who smells it will be paralyzed within an hour, unable to muster any strength. You can do whatever you want with it." Cui Wanshan's eyes conveyed a meaning that said, "You're a man, you know what I mean."

"Tsk tsk, you've got quite a few good things, kid. Do you have any more of these? Bring them all out."

"Sir, these are all I have. I bought these from 'Butterfly,' a fellow member of the Lower Five Sects, at great expense. That kid was killed two years ago by Xiao Zijing, the most skilled fighter in the Six Doors, the Iron-Faced and Impartial. These are all used up quickly. I usually use sleeping pills and 'Resurrection Incense' to commit my crimes," Cui Wanshan said with a mournful face.

"Alright, tell me where you buried your treasure, take this little bit of money for your coffin and get lost. Don't let Second Master see you again," Ding Shou said impatiently.

Ding Shou was overjoyed. He'd gained an extra 100,000 taels of silver from his trip, along with many new trinkets. Humming a tune, he strolled back to Shenxianju. Before he even entered Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he encountered Bai Shaochuan, who looked hurried. Before he could speak, Bai Shaochuan pulled him out of Shenxianju and onto a carriage already prepared by the Eastern Depot. The carriage wheels rolled, heading towards Eastern Depot Alley.

The jade doll had already changed hands.

Bai Shaochuan revealed this news in the carriage. Deng Ren had come to see Chu Chu ahead of time, and Chu Chu had casually mentioned her fondness for collecting dolls. To win her favor, Deng Ren, blinded by lust, had given away the imperial jade doll. How laughable that he was so eager for pleasure, thinking a moment of passion was worth a thousand pieces of gold, yet he was pushed out to the banquet. He was still smugly pleased with himself. How could that jealous man in the God of Wealth's mansion let him spend the night at Shenxianju? One wonders what Weng Taibei would think if he knew what his precious son-in-law had done.

It's now clear that Chu Chu is definitely part of the treasure hunters, but it's unclear which faction she belongs to. With the birthday banquet approaching, the Rong Prince's guards have taken over Chu Yun Pavilion, and the Eastern Depot has only left a few men to keep watch. We must report back to the Grand Eunuch immediately.

Upon hearing their report, Liu Jin, who had just returned to the capital, immediately ordered, "Regardless of which faction Chu Chu belongs to, Xiao Chuan, keep a close eye on her and keep track of her every move. She'll likely leave the capital soon, the farther the better, so far that Weng Taibei can't reach her, then we can make our move."

The two men accepted the order and withdrew. Not long after, someone reported that a suspicious person was seen outside Shenxianju, and judging from their figure, it should be the person who infiltrated the Little God of Wealth's mansion last night.

"Could we be mistaken? There was a thunderstorm last night, and that person was dressed in black. We can't be worried about something going wrong," Ding Shou said doubtfully.

The messenger confidently declared, "I would never admit my mistake. If there is any error, I will cripple my own eyes."

Bai Shaochuan explained from the side, "The foreman of Mao Ke is Ji Quan, nicknamed 'Three-Eyed Eagle.' He is skilled at tracking, so his judgment is probably correct."

The two then led their men to hide outside Shenxianju. Before long, a woman stormed into Shenxianju in a huff, and soon after, she stormed out in a huff. Only when night fell did a carriage from Xiaocaishenfu arrive to take Deng Ren back to his residence, and the banquet came to an end. Judging from the sullen look on Deng Ren's face before he got into the carriage, he guessed that he had not been able to get close to the beauty.

As soon as the guards of the Prince's mansion withdrew, the man who had been closely watched slipped into the Immortal Abode. About a quarter of an hour later, he emerged carrying a woman and a bundle. Ding Shou noticed that although the woman had washed away her makeup and wore no cosmetics, her beauty was still striking and unparalleled. He asked, "Who is that woman?" Ji

Quan, standing nearby, replied, "This woman is Chu Chu

, a courtesan from the Immortal Abode." "Her name suits her perfectly;

only her delicate beauty can be so captivating," Ding Shou sincerely praised. Bai Shaochuan didn't have time to argue with him. He selected a few men to follow him, but Ding Shou repeatedly warned him, "That Miss Chu Chu is naturally beautiful; don't be ruthless and destroy her. I hope the Third Master can protect her."

Looking at his irresponsible Fourth Master, Bai Shaochuan nodded helplessly, "I'll do my best."

Nothing was said that night. Ding Erye slept until nearly noon before getting up to wash and prepare his meal. Before he could even eat, Ji Quan rushed in to report that Deng Ren had been kidnapped the previous night.

"What happened?" Ding Shou was shocked upon hearing this. If Deng Ren had been murdered, Weng Taibei could easily pin the blame for the lost jade doll on the killer. With the man dead, the court would find it difficult to punish him further. This was a world of difference from voluntarily giving away a treasure.

"We don't know who did it yet. The Tang Clan followed those two from Shenxianju out of the city last night, and the Tianyou Gang made no move. It shouldn't be either of those groups." Ji Quan looked ashamed. The jade doll had already left the Little God of Wealth's Mansion, so the surveillance on Deng Ren had lessened. Who would have thought that something like this would happen?

"There was a reason for what happened last night. You don't need to blame yourself. I will take full responsibility for the Eunuch's accusations. You should quickly find out the cause." Ding Shou comforted Ji Quan.

"Yes, I will take care of it immediately." Ji Quan bowed and took his leave. This newly arrived Fourth Chief was young, but he was highly trusted by the Eunuch. With his words, his subordinates could work with peace of mind.

When the agents of the Eastern Depot got serious, their efficiency was extraordinary. In just one day, they had figured out eight or nine parts of the whole story. Guo Xu had a confidante named Rouge, who had always been in love with him. However, her feelings were unrequited, and Guo Xu had always been aloof and evasive towards her. Meanwhile, Guo Xu's friend, Feng Ping, known in the martial arts world as the Thunderbolt Flying Knife, was deeply in love with Rouge. These three people's love-hate entanglement should have had nothing to do with Deng Ren. But that night, at the Shenxianju banquet, Rouge arrived uninvited, causing displeasure among the guests. Guo Xu personally asked her to leave, and Deng Ren remarked that this woman was shrewish and lacked manners. Rouge felt humiliated in front of her beloved, and she was very angry. As a result, Deng Ren was kidnapped, leaving a letter that he would only release her if Guo Xu came to see him.

Ding Shou, annoyed by the tangled mess of relationships, asked, "So, Deng Ren's life is safe, and this is just a petty squabble between children?"

Ji Quan nodded in agreement. Just as the two breathed a sigh of relief, the spy responsible for monitoring the Tianyou Gang arrived to report: "Deng Ren has fallen into the hands of the Tianyou Gang. A message has been sent to the Deng family that tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM), the lady of the Deng family, Xizhu, will come alone with twelve jade dolls to a location ten miles south of the city to exchange for him." *

Smash!* Ding Shou slammed his teacup on the ground. "What kind of world is this? Under the emperor's nose, kidnappers are everywhere! Is there no way for good people to survive?"

Ji Quan and the other spies exchanged bewildered glances. Good people? Anyone who dared to call the Eastern Depot a good person would be considered insane. This was blatantly slapping the Eastern Depot in the face.

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Ten miles south of the city, the Broken Bridge.

Ding Shou and Ji Quan concealed themselves on a hilltop. The Tianyou Gang had indeed laid an ambush there, but with their martial arts skills, they weren't worried about being discovered. Ding Shou leaned against a withered tree, watching the man and woman who had come to ransom the Deng family. The man was dressed as a servant, his hat pulled low, obscuring his features, but his steady gait and powerful arm movements suggested he was a formidable opponent. The woman, dressed as a noblewoman, had her hair piled high and wore a pink jacket and skirt; her face was exquisitely beautiful.

"That woman must be Weng Xizhu, here to ransom him," Ding Shou said to Ji Quan beside him. "Tsk tsk, what a beautiful woman! While not quite as stunningly beautiful as Chuchu, her delicate features are far superior. Deng Ren has such a lovely wife, yet he still dared to be so lustful, falling into their trap. He only has himself to blame."

Ji Quan's skill was far inferior to Ding Shou's. Only when the people got closer could he see clearly. He said, "Fourth Master, something's not right. That woman isn't Weng Xizhu. Although we can't see the servant's face clearly, judging from his figure, he should be Guo Xu from the Changfeng Escort Agency."

"Oh, who is that woman? Judging from her light and unsteady gait, she clearly doesn't know martial arts. It shouldn't be that Blood Hand Rouge." Ding Shou looked at the two people more carefully and asked.

"No, Blood Hand Rouge mingles in the streets. I've met her before. This woman is definitely not her. Judging from her appearance, she looks somewhat like Cheng Tieyi, the second young master of the Changfeng Escort Agency. Could it be that reclusive young lady, Cheng Caiyu?" Ji Quan replied. "

What a lovely girl! Guo Xu is so lucky. He has such a beauty managing his household and a beauty in the martial arts world who cares for him. He must have accumulated good fortune in his past lives." Ding Shou said with envy. "What a pity, all these people were tricked by that brat Deng Ren. Using a fake doll to ransom people, isn't that just forcing them to turn against each other?"

Sure enough, after the two sides met, the black-robed man leading the Tianyou Gang brought out Deng Ren to exchange people, but suddenly discovered that the jade doll was fake. Instantly, ambushes sprang up, and dozens of Tianyou Gang members rushed out. Although Guo Xu's martial arts were high, he was no match for the enemy's numbers. He was struggling to protect the two people beside him who knew no martial arts. In a moment of carelessness, Cheng Caiyu was slashed on the left arm.

"A cow chewing on a peony, cruelly destroying a flower, how outrageous!" Ding Shou felt heartbroken. Can a beauty be cut with a knife? She should be cherished, whipped, or stabbed with a spear. As for whether the "whip" or "spear" is made of flesh or not, why bother with such nonsense.

"Fourth Chief, look." Ji Quan woke up the heartbroken Ding Shou. Ding Shou looked up and saw a large number of Imperial Guards rushing towards the two sides of the battle.

"Those who came are all elites from the Northern Garrison. Fourth Commander, we should leave now. If we fall here, it will be difficult to explain," Ji Quan urged.

"You go first, I'll handle the rest." If they leave now, the Tianyou Gang will surely be wiped out. From a public perspective, losing these small fry will prevent them from stirring up trouble in the capital. From a private perspective, he had met Du San Kui, the leader of the You Tang branch of the Tianyou Gang, once before, so he would repay this favor.

At this moment, the battlefield below the hill changed again. The Embroidered Uniform Guard, worthy of being the emperor's personal army, joined the battle like boiling water poured on snow. The Tianyou Gang suffered heavy casualties, with only the leader in black robes and a dozen or so men fighting like cornered beasts.

A group of Imperial Guards appeared on the hillside, surrounding a dignified old man in brocade robes. Beside him stood a tall, imposing man with a grotesque scar running from his forehead to his cheek on his right side. He strode forward and shouted, "Commander Weng of the Imperial Guards is here! Surrender, you thieves!"

Seeing that the Tianyou Gang members were still putting up a stubborn resistance, the man leaped down the hillside. When he landed, he had a pair of iron judge's pens in his hands. The two pens moved like dragons emerging from the water, swift as the wind and piercing the moon, knocking down all the Tianyou Gang members who resisted along the way. He went straight for the man in black robes, who had fought him for more than thirty moves with a single sword. He was caught off guard when his sword was knocked away, and he was kicked to the ground. Before he could get up, the judge's pens were already pressed against his chest.

The burly man, just as he was rejoicing at the capture of the thief, was suddenly struck by a flying pebble that hit his judge's pen, sending it flying. In a flash, the black-robed man who had fallen to the ground was gone, replaced by a blue-robed, masked man supporting the fallen man, standing about ten feet away.

Realizing he had encountered a formidable enemy, the burly man became wary and asked, "Commander Baili Ben of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, may I ask your esteemed name?"

Ding Shou gestured for the black-robed man to step back and muttered, "An unknown nobody, I would be disrespectful to you. Let's not mention it."

"Judging by your martial arts skills, you are certainly not an unknown person. Why hide your face and avoid showing your true identity?" Baili Ben pressed aggressively.

"If you dislike my attire, feel free to remove it if you have the ability. I'd like to experience the Kunlun School's Heaven-Shaking Iron Brush."

Baili Ben was furious. He stepped forward with his brush, aiming straight for Ding Shou's eyes with "Ghost Brush Eye-Dotting." Ding Shou leaned back slightly, dodging the brush tip. He then swung his left palm, which covered Baili Ben's vital points. Baili Ben retreated to avoid the attack, then lunged forward. His two brushes struck like a storm, piercing Ding Shou's major acupoints. Ding Shou remained calm and composed, attacking where the opponent was most vulnerable. This forced Baili Ben to fail to use a single move in his frenzied attack. It wasn't that Baili Ben was incompetent. He had practiced martial arts in his acupoints for three years. The old monster had sparred with him using the martial arts of various schools recorded in the Myriad Manifestations Manual. Although Ding Shou dared not claim to be proficient in all the martial arts of all schools, he was very clear about the strengths and weaknesses of each school.

Baili Ben grew increasingly frustrated with each blow. He was inherently proud and fierce, and had never felt so stifled in a fight. He unleashed his ultimate move, "Vermilion Brush Dotting the Book," aiming for Ding Shou's vitals, determined to pierce a hole in his opponent no matter what move he used.

Seeing Baili Ben's reckless attempt to take him down with him, Ding Shou ceased his taunts. While "Vermilion Brush Dotting the Book" was a deadly move using the Iron Brush, capable of striking thirteen major acupoints simultaneously with two strokes, the moment the two strokes crossed left an opening. Ding Shou immediately used the Heavenly Demon's Bewildering Step, cutting directly into Baili Ben's center, his back to Baili Ben, his hands already on Baili Ben's wrists. With a powerful back thrust, he sent Baili Ben flying. Simultaneously, he swung his hands, plunging the two Judge's Pens he had seized into the ground, the foot-long iron pens disappearing without a trace.

Ding Shou had just clapped his hands proudly when he suddenly felt a surge of powerful internal energy coming from behind him. Before he could see clearly, he turned around and struck out with both palms. With a "bang," his arms went numb, and a great force surged into his body, causing him to fly backward. Ding Shou was surprised and at the same time recognized the person who had attacked him as Weng Taibei, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. He did not expect the old man to have such profound internal strength. He immediately stopped fighting and used the force of his palms to flip back five zhang, grabbing the fleeing man in black robes. He touched the ground with his toes and leaped out again. In a few leaps, he disappeared.

Weng Taibei raised his hand to stop Baili Ben and the other Imperial Guards who were about to give chase. After a few breaths to calm his churning blood, he slowly said, "You are no match for this man. Take him alive and escort him to the Northern Garrison."

In a mountain valley, the black-robed man from the Tianyou Gang who had been rescued kept thanking Ding Shou. "I am Luo Yifei, the leader of the Earth Hall of the Tianyou Gang. I was saved from a great calamity thanks to your help. I will never forget this kindness. May I ask your name, my benefactor, so that I may remember it?"

"You are too kind, Leader Luo. I am Ding Shou. I am an old acquaintance of your gang's leader, Du Sankui. There is no need to take such a small matter to heart," Ding Shou said, removing his veil.

"So it's a friend of our gang..." Luo Yifei suddenly realized. "Ding Shou, are you perhaps the one who won over 200,000 taels of silver from the Fugui Gambling House?"

"Oh, it's rare that Hall Master Luo knows me."

Luo Yifei smiled bitterly. Not only did he know, but Du San Kui inexplicably lost nearly 300,000 taels of silver from his account. To save face, he refused to admit that he had lost so much silver at the gambling table, only saying that he had made a good friend with high martial arts skills for the gang. But who in the martial arts world would know that there was such a person? Chief Protector Zuo Chong personally led people to check his accounts and thoroughly investigated the people in the gambling house. They confirmed that a young man surnamed Ding had indeed spent half a day with Du San Kui. Although it was not that Du San Kui had stolen his own silver, it was not that he had given it to him voluntarily as he claimed. He had genuinely lost it. He was reprimanded for his incompetence, and that was the end of it. He had become a laughing stock in the gang for a while.

"Many of your gang members have fallen into the hands of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. It's not wise for you to linger in the capital. Master Luo, you'd better make your plans soon. I'll take my leave now. Please give my regards to Master Du if you have the chance." Ding Shou, having no time to linger, finished his instructions and vanished.

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Late at night, at the Little God of Wealth's residence.

"Mmm...so comfortable!" Wearing only her undergarments, Weng Xizhu, naked from the waist down, straddled Deng Ren, thrusting her hips up and down, her thick, wet, hairy labia manipulating Deng Ren's penis.

Deng Ren's underpants were still down to his knees, and his already erect penis throbbed with numbness under Weng Xizhu's intense ministrations. Deng Ren inwardly groaned; his jealous wife was not only strong-willed, but also so in bed. Having just escaped from the Tianyou Gang, she was already demanding him in the dead of night.

Weng Xizhu was also covered in sweat, the continuous tea-drinking-time manipulation had left her breathless. "Harder... harder... fuck me through..." Gradually getting into the mood, Weng Xizhu uttered lewd words, desperately writhing her large buttocks against Deng Ren.

Deng Ren felt like he was being raped, pinned down and wantonly played with, feeling utterly humiliated, but his penis grew harder and harder inside Weng Xizhu's warm vagina, thrusting repeatedly beneath her, his penis repeatedly penetrating her clitoris.

"Ah—" Weng Xizhu cried out, lifting her large buttocks and slamming down hard a few times, then convulsing as she reached orgasm. Almost simultaneously, Deng Ren also trembled and ejaculated his second wave of semen that night. "

You did alright tonight!" Finally satisfied, Weng Xizhu kissed Deng Ren's round face with lingering pleasure, while Deng Ren groaned in pain—he was truly afraid that one day he would be drained dry by a she-wolf-like woman, and he couldn't help but think of that charming and lovely figure in the Immortal Abode.

With a long sigh, she pulled the quilt over them and said, "Go to sleep." Suddenly, she became alert to a tall, masked man in black standing by the bed.

Weng Xizhu screamed and shrank to the side. The man drew his knife and pressed it against them, saying in a muffled voice, "Don't make a sound. Tell me, where is the Jade Doll?"

Deng Ren's eyes darted around. "The mansion was robbed the night before last. I suppose it was stolen by that person."

"That's right. I was the one that night. I didn't find the Jade Doll at all, so it must still be in your mansion. If you don't tell me..." The man made a slashing motion.

Deng Ren, terrified, told the truth, "I gave the Jade Doll away."

Weng Xizhu glanced at Deng Ren in surprise. Before she could reprimand him, she saw the man in black pull down his mask, revealing a prominent scar. It was none other than her father's beloved general, Baili Ben. She was about to reprimand him when she noticed Weng Taibei standing in front of the door, staring at her and her husband with a gloomy expression.

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