【Sword Pointing to the World】Episodes 11-13 (Complete) Author: Xiao Jiu

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【Sword Pointing to the World】

Author: Xiao Jiu
Category: Time Travel
Publisher: Hetu Culture

【Episode 11】Chapter 1: Humiliating the Daoist Nun

Even if Li Xiaoshuang, the Ice Finger Fairy, turned to ashes, Tie Lang would never forget her. If it weren't for her Ice-Bound Green Silk, Tie Lang would never have met Ye Menglan, let alone become Ling Shenni's only male disciple and cultivate the Nine Forms of the Lustful Dragon. So, should Tie Lang thank Li Xiaoshuang?

No! The moment Li Xiaoshuang used Ice-Bound Green Silk, she already harbored murderous intent towards Tie Lang. If it weren't for Tie Lang's good fortune, he would have already gone to pay homage to the Buddhas of the West. Therefore, Li Xiaoshuang is his enemy, and even if he were to thank her, it would be through sexual torture!

Seeing that the main camp was surrounded by Tatar soldiers, Tie Lang, who wanted to spy on Xin Ai and Li Xiaoshuang to see if they were doing something shameful, decided to do something more serious first. So he squatted on the ground, looking at the map by the moonlight and comparing the surrounding scenery to determine his current location.

A single cannon isn't particularly conspicuous, but over a hundred would definitely be. Moreover, to prepare for sudden military changes, the cannons would need to be placed in easily movable locations on flat terrain. Therefore, Tie Lang, based on the map, roughly identified several possible locations for the cannons and planned to search them all.

Having put away the map, just as he was about to leave, Tie Lang heard footsteps. Turning his head, he saw a Tatar soldier approaching him, though seemingly unnoticed due to his hidden position. Seeing the Tatar soldier pulling up his trousers, Tie Lang knew what he was up to.

Tie Lang slowly backed away, while the Tatar soldier, needing to relieve himself, quickly stepped into the bushes, glanced back, and then stood less than five steps away from Tie Lang. He pulled out his genitals, and after a satisfying ejaculation, the Tatar soldier pulled up his trousers and walked away.

"Keep quiet if you want to save your life!" Tie Lang's dragon-carved sword was already pressed against his Adam's apple.

"No...don't kill me..."

"Answer a few questions, and I'll spare your life." After a pause, Tie Lang asked, "How many cannons are there here?"

"About...about one hundred and twenty..."

"Where are they all located?"

"I can't say, or the prince will kill me."

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now!" Tie Lang slightly increased the pressure on his hand, and the Tatar soldier could barely breathe.

"Over there." The Tatar soldier hurriedly pointed to the right, "Go straight to the right, the cannons are all there."

"How many people guard them?"

"About...about one hundred people..."

"Are you a virgin?"

"Wh...what?" The Tatar soldier was startled.

"Are you or aren't you?"

"Yes..."

"Then I'll spare your life and let you go back to Puzong to succeed him."

"Thank...uh..."

Before the Tatar soldier could fully express his gratitude to Tie Lang, he was knocked unconscious, and his clothes and hat were stripped off by Tie Lang.

Tie Lang hurriedly put on the Tatar soldier's uniform, adjusted his hat, hid the dragon-carved sword in the grass, drew the Tatar soldier's scimitar, tested its feel to make sure it was in good condition, then stepped out of the grass, casually pulling up his trousers, and even greeted the patrolling Tatar soldiers before turning right.

As he walked, Tie Lang observed the ground; there were several cart tracks leading forward, indicating the Tatar soldier hadn't lied.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Tie Lang stopped. Before him was a thicket of grass about ten feet high, with a large gap in the middle, guarded by two Tatar soldiers on each side.

The grass on both sides was also ten feet tall, very dense, making it impossible to see inside. However, this was indeed the perfect place to hide artillery; at least the Ming scouts wouldn't know how many cannons there were or how many shells were stored.

"What are you doing?" a Tatar soldier approached.

"Prince Xin'ai sent me here to check if you've neglected your duties," Tie Lang sneered.

"We haven't been slacking off," the arrogant Tatar soldier immediately cowered.

"Besides, Prince Xin'ai also wants me to test the cannons."

"Fire them now?" The Tatar soldier was clearly frightened.

"No. I'll tell you inside." Reaching the entrance, Tie Lang beckoned with his finger and said, "You four come in with me. Prince Xin'ai has requested this be kept secret because he suspects there's a traitor in our camp. Otherwise, with our strength, how could we not have taken Dushi City?"

Hearing this, the four men exchanged glances, breaking out in a cold sweat, and quickly followed Tie Lang inside.

Once inside, seeing the more than one hundred cannons, this time it was Tie Lang's turn to break out in a cold sweat—ten horizontally and eleven vertically, exactly one hundred and ten cannons, plus the ten at the pass, a full one hundred and twenty!

Each cannon firing one shell simultaneously, one hundred and twenty shells! Who knows how many people would be killed. The lives of some of the civilians in Dushi City were taken by these cannons!

Upon seeing Tie Lang, the hundred-plus Tatar soldiers who were holding their posts all focused their attention on him. Seeing the four Tatar soldiers behind him behaving with utmost respect, they dared not be disrespectful.
Tie Lang didn't speak, continuing his act, head held high, circling the area once before returning to his original spot, and said, "I have been entrusted by Prince Xin'ai to conduct an experiment here. I would like to ask everyone, who wants to urinate or defecate now?"

Almost everyone shook their heads.

"Only if someone does can we proceed with the experiment," Tie Lang added.

This time, most people nodded.

Tie Lang smiled sinisterly and said, "Go to your respective positions, take out your 'woman-conquering' things, and aim them at the cannons, quickly!"

"What are we doing?" a Tatar soldier asked.

Tie Lang pointed to the entrance and said, "I also wanted to ask Prince Xin'ai this question before, but the person who was supposed to come with me on this mission was killed by the prince after asking, so I don't know Prince Xin'ai's intentions. Actually, I'm also very curious. If you have the guts, we'll wait here, and you can go ask!"

"I was just saying. Look, I'm already standing there."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the prince is waiting for the result!" Tie Lang urged hurriedly.

Each cannon was guarded by a Tatar soldier, but the four Tatar soldiers at the entrance did not need to guard the cannons. However, in order to involve them, Tie Lang made the four of them share one cannon with four others, which resulted in a scene of two penises facing one cannon muzzle, reminding Tie Lang of the two men against one woman often seen in films. However, to fill the cannon muzzle, it would probably take at least thirty penises. Of course, if each one was as thick as Tie Lang's, twenty would be enough.

After confirming they were all ready, Tie Lang said, "Inhale, tighten your anus... relax, pee!"

At his command, streams of urine sprayed into the cannon muzzles.

Listening to the perfectly synchronized sound of urination, Tie Lang continued, "I heard Prince Xin'ai mention something about how mixing urine with gunpowder increases the power of the shells, especially when metal fragments pierce the Ming soldiers' bodies. No matter how they try to treat it, they're doomed. So you need to pee a lot!"

After they had all finished urinating, the entire area reeked of urine, making Tie Lang almost unbearable. He had to cover his nose and said, "There are still more than two hours until dawn. According to Prince Xin'ai's estimation, the Ming army is likely to attack after dawn. So in these two hours, whoever needs to urinate, remember to urinate into the muzzle of the cannon. Absolutely no urination is allowed anywhere else. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Looking at these unfamiliar faces, Tie Lang lowered his head and smiled sinisterly, but then his face turned serious again. He said, "Alright, everyone, get some rest. At dawn, we'll make the Ming army run for their lives!"

"Yes!"

Seeing their excited expressions, Tie Lang chuckled inwardly and walked out.

Tie Lang originally wanted to return to Dushi City immediately, but he was worried that his overly rudimentary plan might go awry. If the Ming army attacked rashly, and the gunpowder in the cannon barrels, soaked with urine, had been replaced, the Ming army would probably all be charred corpses. Therefore, Tie Lang changed his mind and decided to do something more advantageous in turning the tide of the battle.

Approaching the commander's camp, Tie Lang walked over with his head down.

"The commander is resting. What brings you here?" A guard stopped Tie Lang.

"I just found out the latest intelligence about the garrison of Dushi City and need to report to the commander," Tie Lang said, bowing.

"Wait," the guard said and went inside. A moment later, he came out, waved his hand, and Tie Lang went in with his head down.

The commander's camp was simply furnished. In the center was a low rectangular table with a small military map spread out on it, and a larger military map hung on the right. Xin Ai's bed was against the right side of the camp, with a white curtain hanging outside. So Tie Lang could only be sure that someone was inside, but not how many. Maybe Li Xiaoshuang was having a good time with Xin Ai in bed.

Taking a few steps closer, Tie Lang bowed and said, "Commander, I apologize for disturbing you. There's urgent military information."

"Just say what it is! There's no one else here," Xin Ai said lazily.

"Yes, sir!" Tie Lang strode forward, his curved sword drawn, and with a swift swing, the bed curtains were slashed to the ground, revealing an unfamiliar face.

Tie Lang was startled. Although he had only seen Xin Ai once in Dushi City, and at that time he was disguised as a pharmacy owner, no matter how he disguised himself, his face shape could not have changed so much—Tie Lang remembered that Xin Ai's chin was very pointed, but the man in front of him had a round face, it was not Xin Ai at all!

"Help! Assassin! Assassin!" Before Tie Lang could react, "Xin Ai" had already shouted loudly.

"Damn it!" Tie Lang waved his hand, the blade flashed, and the fake Xin Ai's head was gone. He turned around and was about to escape from Huashuai Camp when two people who had met Tie Lang once before appeared in front of him, Li Xiaoshuang and Alec! "

How dare you attempt an assassination! Yang Zhuihui, you can't escape this time!" Without saying a word, Alec raised the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle and struck at Tie Lang.

Tie Lang hastily retreated, intending to use his scimitar to cut through the cork supporting the main camp, but a dozen spears beat him to it. With shouts, the spears pierced through the tents of the main camp and aimed directly at Tie Lang.

With the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle in front and spears behind, Tie Lang, who had anticipated this, did not stop, continuing to retreat, letting the spears pierce his body.

His waist ached slightly from the piercings, but the spears did not break his skin.

Tie Lang turned, his hand already gripping the spears, and with a roar, a surge of true energy erupted, directly blasting away the Tatar soldiers outside the main camp. At the same time, Tie Lang used the momentum to fling the spears in his hand towards Alec, who was several steps away.

Alec, who was not invulnerable to blades and spears, did not retreat, but instead swung the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle to deflect the spears, bent over and spun around, the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle striking Tie Lang again.

Before he could react, the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle, imbued with Alec's monstrous strength, struck Tie Lang squarely in the chest.

With a muffled groan, Tie Lang was ejected from the main camp, landing heavily on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Tie Lang scrambled to his feet, clutching his chest, and jumped into the nearby bushes.

"Leave him to me. He and my junior sister used to toy with me; now I'm going to torture him properly!" Alec was about to give chase when Li Xiaoshuang stopped him.

"He's trying to assassinate Prince Xin'ai. I'm the prince's protector; I absolutely must kill Yang Zhuihui with my own hands!"

Just as Alec was about to pursue, a relaxed Xin'ai emerged from another tent, saying, "Alec, come with me to the cannons. Leave Yang Zhuihui to Li Daogu; at least her Ice-Bound Green Silk is more useful than your Golden Pestle."

"Okay!" Alec quickly went over.

"I won't let you down." Li Xiaoshuang smiled coldly, leaping into the bushes and closely following Tie Lang, who hadn't gone far.

As Li Xiaoshuang pursued Tielang, Xin'ai and Alec had already reached the location of the cannons. Upon smelling the pervasive stench of urine, Xin'ai couldn't help but cover her nose. After briefly questioning the Tatar soldiers guarding outside and confirming everything was alright, she left with Alec, unaware that the gunpowder inside each cannon was soaked with urine.

"After this war ends and we return home, I'll give them a good talking-to about camp hygiene," Xin'ai muttered.

Alec, never one for flattery, didn't reply, simply following quietly behind Xin'ai, the eight golden rings on his mace clanging intermittently.

At this moment, Tielang had reached a very close position to the Three-Headed Phoenix, while the relentlessly pursuing Li Xiaoshuang was only a dozen steps away.

Suffering internal injuries, Tie Lang stopped and turned around, saying, "Senior Sister, long time no see! Did you miss your junior brother?"

"I missed you terribly!" Li Xiaoshuang, dressed as a Daoist nun, said coldly, "I was just wondering why my Ice-Bound Green Silk technique failed to take your dog's life!"

"That's because my life is worthless!" Tie Lang laughed, "How did Senior Sister get involved with that Tartar?"

Li Xiaoshuang plucked a strand of hair, infused it with cold energy, and said coldly, "I heard from that Tartar that you're now invulnerable to swords and spears, and just now I saw that it's true, so I want to know what kind of martial art you've practiced."

"And does Senior Sister want to learn it too?"

"You know the answer!"

"Unfortunately, only men can learn this martial art, unless Senior Sister implants one of those things."

"Ignorant brat!" Li Xiaoshuang trembled with anger, shouting in a delicate voice, "My Ice-Bound Green Silk technique can even pierce stones! Even if you're invulnerable, I believe the Green Silk poison can still take your life. Tell me quickly if you know what's good for you!"

"Senior Sister, have you heard that Tartar mention that I actually have a divine bird with three heads, and its whole body glows?" Tie Lang chuckled.

"What?"

"You'll see when you look up."

Li Xiaoshuang thought this was Tie Lang's escape plan, so she didn't look up at all. However, she sensed that the air above seemed unusual, so she looked up and immediately saw the three heads of the Three-Headed Phoenix, all glaring angrily at her!

It turned out that when Tie Lang arrived nearby, the Three-Headed Phoenix had already taken flight, ready to attack Li Xiaoshuang who was chasing its master.

Before Li Xiaoshuang could react, the Three-Headed Phoenix had already landed rapidly, grabbed Li Xiaoshuang's arms, and pinned her to the ground, while making a low hissing sound. Li Xiaoshuang, who had never seen a divine bird before, was immediately terrified.

"Senior Sister, do you still want to learn the invulnerable martial arts technique?" Tie Lang lewdly grinned.

"I'll kill you first!" Li Xiaoshuang was about to throw off her Ice-Bound Green Silk, but the Three-Headed Phoenix increased its grip.

Her hand, almost numb with pain, automatically loosened, and her icy black hair fell to the ground.

"With that silly bird around, you can't possibly hurt me." Tie Lang squatted on the ground, looking at his rather attractive senior sister, and chuckled, "I saw you and that Tartar go into the tent together. Could it be that you slept with him to get my martial arts manual?"

"If it weren't for your repeated schemes, I, Li Xiaoshuang, would have torn you to pieces long ago!"

Having read the first 50,000 words of "Sword Pointing to the World," Tie Lang knew that Li Xiaoshuang had been teased by Yang Zhuihui many times, so it was normal for her to hate him to the bone. It was just a pity that she was now in Tie Lang's possession, and he could kill or torture her as he pleased. However, compared to death, sexual sadomasochism would be more exciting, and Li Xiaoshuang was a person with a strong personality, so torturing her would bring him greater satisfaction.

Looking at Li Xiaoshuang, the breasts that rose and fell with her rapid breathing always filled Tie Lang with fantasies. With a frown, Tie Lang struck Li Xiaoshuang's neck with a palm. Li Xiaoshuang groaned, her head tilted to the side, and she fainted.

When Li Xiaoshuang awoke, she found her hands bound to a tree by her removed Taoist robe. A cool breeze blew up from the bottom edge of her bodice, gently caressing her breasts.

Li Xiaoshuang looked down and almost cried out in surprise. By the moonlight, she saw that she was only wearing a bodice on her upper body and white underpants on her lower body.

"You're finally awake. A whole hour has passed. It seems I went too far." Tie Lang was lying on the back of the Three-Headed Phoenix, holding half a roast chicken in his left hand and a gourd of wine in his right. Actually, it only contained honey water, not wine, since Tie Lang's alcohol tolerance had never been very good.

"How is this possible?" Li Xiaoshuang exclaimed in shock.

What Tie Lang said was indeed true; he had done quite a few good things in the past hour. First, he tied Li Xiaoshuang to a tree. Then, he sneaked into the bushes behind the artillery range, confirmed that the gunpowder in the cannon barrels was still stained with urine, retrieved the Dragon-Carved Sword and the night-clothes, and rode the Three-Headed Phoenix back to Dushi City to report his progress to Hailu and request that the Ming army launch a surprise attack on Longxiao Pass at dawn. Afterwards, Tielang got roast chicken and honey water from Hailu and rode the Three-Headed Phoenix back to where Li Xiaoshuang was tied up. He thought she had woken up, but she was still unconscious, so he could only lie on the silly bird's back, eating roast chicken and drinking honey water out of boredom.

"Senior Sister must be thirsty or hungry, do you need anything?" Tielang jumped to the ground and held half a roast chicken and honey water in front of Li Xiaoshuang. "Do you want to drink or eat, or both?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Li Xiaoshuang shouted angrily, struggling fiercely, trying to use her internal energy to break the Taoist robe binding her hands.

Tie Lang noticed this and concentrated his true energy at his fingertips. Just as his Daoist robe was about to tear, he didn't care whether he could hit Li Xiaoshuang's Zigong acupoint and instead pressed his hand between her breasts.

"Ugh..."

Li Xiaoshuang groaned and stopped moving, but her expression was extremely angry.

"Don't struggle, or I'll strike your fatal acupoint, and then our beautiful senior sister will perish."

Seeing Li Xiaoshuang's almond-shaped eyes wide with anger, Tie Lang became even more excited and said with a grin, "Senior sister, you should know that I'm not someone to be trifled with. Although you have the Ice-Wrapped Black Hair, your brain isn't as sharp as mine. What chance do you have against someone with my high intelligence?"

"Why do I feel like you've become a different person? Even if Yang Zhuihui was wicked before, he would never insult me like this!" Li Xiaoshuang continued to struggle, but dared not exert too much force.

"People always change, especially after spending so much time in this dazzling world. I'm just expressing what's on my mind." Tie Lang stared at Li Xiaoshuang and continued, "If Senior Sister doesn't eat, I'll eat it all."

"Suit yourself!"

"Suit yourself? Hehe, that would have serious consequences. Anyway, there's still more than an hour until dawn, and Senior Sister and I have plenty of time to talk, especially..." Tie Lang leered at Li Xiaoshuang's pure white bodice. Even in the dim moonlight, he could still see the approximate location of her nipples, so he reached out and grasped her left breast. Li Xiaoshuang, a mature woman around thirty years old, had fully developed breasts. Although not as large as Shi Le's, they were just the right size to be grasped in one hand.

"What are you doing?" Li Xiaoshuang, who was always chaste, exclaimed in surprise.

Tie Lang turned his head and said, "Silly bird, isolate this area."

The three-headed phoenix nodded, let out a low cry, and activated its golden protective halo. This time, the protective halo had a very large range, directly enveloping both Tie Lang and Li Xiaoshuang. Although the protective halo shimmered with golden light, the area was still some distance from the Tatar camp, and given Tie Lang's previous harassment, they dared not attack rashly even if there were unusual movements nearby. Therefore, as long as Li Xiaoshuang's voice couldn't reach the Tatars' ears, Tie Lang could indulge in his toying with her, with the Three-Headed Phoenix as the sole audience.

Tie Lang vigorously rubbed Li Xiaoshuang's left breast, lewdly saying, "I can feel that Senior Sister's nipples have hardened. I didn't expect to react so quickly. It seems that Senior Sister enjoys my violation!"

"Nonsense... I'm going to kill you!" Li Xiaoshuang tried to stop Tie Lang's violation, but her acupoints had been sealed, and she couldn't resist at all. Moreover, she felt that her sensitive nipples were indeed gradually hardening as Tie Lang's demonic hand caressed them. This feeling terrified her; it was a fear she had never experienced before, more terrifying than being expelled from the sect by Bing Luoye and having nowhere to return.

"Since Senior Sister won't admit it, I'll have to see it for myself." With a sinister smile, Tie Lang tossed the half-cooked roast chicken aside, placed the wine gourd on the ground, and then gently untied the ribbon of Li Xiaoshuang's bodice. The bodice fluttered to the ground, revealing her exceptionally fair breasts, which appeared particularly delicate in the moonlight, to Tie Lang. They trembled with her disordered breathing, attracting his gaze.

Tie Lang swallowed, licking his dry lips, and said, "Senior Sister's breasts are truly beautiful. The nipples are such a pink color; it seems few men tread here."

Li Xiaoshuang glared at Tie Lang and shouted, "Our Ice Tomb Sect has always abstained from lust, yet you have acted so outrageously! If Master knew, she would definitely kill you!"

"Li Xiaoshuang," Tie Lang said coldly, staring at her, "Back then, in order to learn the superior martial arts of the Ice Tomb Sect, you didn't hesitate to steal the secret manual. Later, Master discovered this and expelled you from the sect. Afterward, you repeatedly made things difficult for me and Senior Sister Dai Rou. If it weren't for the fact that we were once from the Ice Tomb Sect, I would have killed you long ago. A person like you doesn't deserve to mention Master again!"

Li Xiaoshuang, her face flushed red from the rebuttal, was speechless, but because her nipples were being pinched, she couldn't help but groan.

"The one on the left is harder than the one on the right, which means you're definitely feeling it. So if I keep pinching like this, both of your nipples will be equally hard, and you'll even get wet down there." Tie Lang grinned wickedly, increasing the pressure of his four fingers pinching her nipples and twisting them rapidly.

"Ah..." Li Xiaoshuang's body trembled slightly, the slight pain and itching from her breasts bringing her to the brink of collapse.

"No matter who you are, one thing will never change: you're still a woman, and your upper and lower parts are your most vulnerable spots. I can't even handle touching your upper body now, so if I touch your lower body, wouldn't you be dying of pleasure?"

"Absolutely... um... absolutely not..." Li Xiaoshuang's eyebrows furrowed, the pain and pleasure making her almost go crazy. She instinctively rejected Tie Lang's rough caresses, but her body seemed to enjoy the feeling, because she was already wet down there, and she was afraid Tie Lang would notice her wet genitals.

"Senior sister, let's play a very interesting game." Tie Lang released his grip, bent down to pick up the gourd, "This contains honey water, sweet but not cloying, now..."

Before Li Xiaoshuang could react, Tie Lang had already inverted the bottle, and the cool liquid flowed down Li Xiaoshuang's deep cleavage, instantly flowing over her flat, mirror-like abdomen, seeping into her underpants, and flowing along her groin towards her most private honey hole. When the cool honey water mixed with the slightly warm and moist honey at the entrance of her honey hole, Li Xiaoshuang almost screamed, and her legs squeezed together tightly.

Tie Lang's fingers slid down her cleavage, stopping at her waistband. He asked, "Senior Sister, are you wet down there? Do you need your junior brother to help you clean yourself?"

"If you don't kill me, I'll definitely cut you into a thousand pieces!" Li Xiaoshuang said viciously.

"A knife is useless against me. I suggest you use your Ice Binding Hairpin, but that's not an option right now." Tie Lang's fingers had already unhooked her waistband, and his five fingers slowly probed inside.

"Don't touch me!" Li Xiaoshuang roared.

Tie Lang withdrew his hand and said, "Junior Brother's hands are wet, but I haven't touched Senior Sister yet. This honey water is really sweet." He placed his hand to Li Xiaoshuang's lips and said, "Senior Sister, taste the honey water first, and later I'll let you taste the water flowing from your place."

"Hmph!" Li Xiaoshuang simply closed her eyes.

"Looks like Senior Sister wants to taste that place directly." Tie Lang sneered, casually pulling down Li Xiaoshuang's panties to her calves, exposing her sparsely haired pubic area to the air. To Tie Lang's surprise, Li Xiaoshuang, who was around thirty years old, had very little pubic hair, only a small, inverted triangular tuft at her pubic bone. Upon closer inspection, he realized that this tuft of pubic hair was not naturally formed, but had been trimmed.

"I will never let you go!" Li Xiaoshuang roared.

"Senior sister, I haven't had enough fun yet." Tie Lang grabbed Li Xiaoshuang's chin and sneered, "Senior sister's figure is so well-maintained, I wonder how many men have fucked her down there?"

"I will never let you go!"

"To make you more determined in this belief, I will definitely further violate senior sister, like penetrating her." Tie Lang grinned lewdly, his hand trying to grasp Li Xiaoshuang's beautiful breasts, but they were covered in honey water, slippery and impossible to grasp, causing Li Xiaoshuang to pant repeatedly, adding a touch of charm to her face.

"Senior sister's expression is so cute." Tie Lang bent down and sucked on Li Xiaoshuang's left nipple, twisting her right nipple with his right hand, while his left hand groped along her smooth body towards her private parts.

"Bastard!" When the most private part of a woman was touched by Tie Lang's demonic hand, Li Xiaoshuang couldn't help but curse.

Tie Lang rubbed his teeth against Li Xiaoshuang's engorged nipples, while his fingers slid back and forth along the wet crevice. Li Xiaoshuang's mature labia were very thick, and Tie Lang's middle finger easily sank into them. Warm and slippery, it slid down until his finger found the entrance.

"Senior Sister, may my finger come in as a guest?" Tie Lang asked.

"I'll kill you!"

Tie Lang shrugged, saying, "Looks like I'll have to do it myself."

"Yang Zhui… ah!"

The excruciating pain from Tie Lang's middle finger as he thrust it in almost made Li Xiaoshuang faint. Tie Lang stirred his finger inside for a while before pulling it out, his finger covered in blood.

"So you're an old maid, too bad you've already given your first time to this finger." Tie Lang waved his finger in front of Li Xiaoshuang's eyes and said, "But with your reputation as the Ice Finger Fairy, I doubt many in the martial world would dare to marry you, Senior Sister. Since you're going to be a maid for life, you might as well give your first time to my finger."

Li Xiaoshuang closed her eyes in pain. Her chastity, which she had guarded for thirty years, had been taken away by a single finger. This was something she had never dreamed of. The throbbing pain in her lower body made her want to commit suicide, but she didn't want to die like this. She wanted to make this man pay a terrible price!

"Senior Sister, why aren't you saying anything?" Tie Lang asked, puzzled.

Li Xiaoshuang opened her eyes, revealing a faint smile, and asked, "Junior Brother, whatever you want to do now, Senior Sister will satisfy you. But you have to let Senior Sister go after we're done, okay?"

Faced with Li Xiaoshuang's sudden change in attitude, Tie Lang naturally knew what she was planning, so he went along with it and said, "If I insert myself, Senior Sister will agree?"

"Yes," Li Xiaoshuang replied.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister." Tie Lang quickly wiped the honey water off his hands and pulled out his already erect penis.

Upon seeing Tie Lang's bulging penis, Li Xiaoshuang gasped and said, "Junior Brother, yours is too big."

"Have you ever seen a small one?" Tie Lang asked back.

"No..."

"Senior Sister, if you make me feel good, I will let you go and will cherish you in the future." Tie Lang held his penis and

rubbed it up and down against Li Xiaoshuang's still-blemished vulva.

"Junior Brother...it's so itchy...don't do this..." Li Xiaoshuang whimpered.

"Then what does Senior Sister want me to do now?"

"Whatever you want."

"I am your junior brother, so naturally I have to accommodate Senior Sister; does Senior Sister want me to penetrate her now, or do you want me to continue rubbing like this?" Tie Lang deliberately increased the speed of the rubbing and used the head of his penis to press against Li Xiaoshuang's engorged clitoris, making Li Xiaoshuang pant even more.

"If Junior Brother wants to insert it, Senior Sister won't refuse," Li Xiaoshuang said with a seductive smile.

"Then please invite me in, Senior Sister."

"Junior Brother... hurry up and insert it... Senior Sister needs you..."

Tie Lang suddenly withdrew his penis and sneered, "I never thought that the ruthless Ice Finger Fairy would have such a lewd side. I truly admire you, Junior Brother."

"You!" Li Xiaoshuang's face turned fierce as she shouted, "Yang Zhuihui, you bastard!"

"Now I finally know Senior Sister's true colors. It turns out that Senior Sister is a whore who sleeps with anyone!"

"You can insult me however you want, I don't care."

"I'm too lazy to insult you. That would be a waste of my time. Besides, even if Senior Sister's body is clean, it can't make up for your perverted heart. If I were to insert it, that would be an insult to me." Tie Lang picked up the wine gourd and said with a wicked smile, "So I still plan to do it like this."

"What are you going to do?"

"Like this." Tie Lang aimed the pointed tip of the wine gourd at Li Xiaoshuang's opening and slowly inserted it.

"Ugh...you...you bastard..."

The gourd's pointed tip was about an inch long and as thick as Tie Lang's thumb. Since Li Xiaoshuang's vagina was very tight, when the tip was fully inserted, Li Xiaoshuang felt her lower body was completely filled. Because the tip was so cold, Li Xiaoshuang felt a shiver.

Tie Lang placed the gourd between Li Xiaoshuang's legs to prevent it from slipping out, then continued to suck on Li Xiaoshuang's nipples and stimulate her clitoris with his hand.

"Ugh...ugh..."

After playing like this for a quarter of an hour, Tie Lang pulled out the gourd, turned it upside down, and a thin stream of sticky, lustful fluid flowed from inside, hanging there like snot.

"Senior sister, did you see that? This is proof of your depravity. If you weren't a depravity, you wouldn't be able to produce so much fluid." He smelled it and sighed, "It smells a bit musky, but it's still quite fragrant."

"Go on, I don't care."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore. Anyway, you're a woman who completely arouses my 'sexual' interest." Tie Lang inserted the wine gourd into Li Xiaoshuang's honey hole again, making her clamp it with her legs, and continued, "But I believe the Ming army will really like you as a trophy. When a group of men who haven't tasted anything yet rush over, with two in her mouth, two inserted below, one in each hand, and many more waiting in line to be inserted, that scene will definitely be something to look forward to."

"If Bing Luoye knew you'd become so lewd, she would definitely expel you from the sect, or even kill you!" Li Xiaoshuang gritted her teeth.

"Before that, you'll have already been raped to death." Tie Lang jumped onto the back of the three-headed phoenix, lay back, and looked at Li Xiaoshuang sideways, saying, "I'm going to take a nap first. There'll be a good show at dawn. I'll see how Bingzhi Xiaoxian satisfies them then."

"Bastard!"

"Silly bird, you can release the protective aura now." Tie Lang whispered.

The three-headed phoenix let out a low cry, and the protective aura was released.

Tie Lang glanced at Li Xiaoshuang and said, "This place isn't too far from the Tatar camp, but it's not too close either. Shout louder, they'll hear you. When they rush in, I'll run away, but you, this naked beauty, will be raped to death. So if you want to keep your chastity, please keep your voice down. I want to get some more sleep." Tie Lang yawned, his eyelids, which had already started to droop, closed. Because Li Xiaoshuang hadn't made a sound, Tie Lang fell asleep in no time.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Xiaoshuang cried out, "Yang Zhuihui, you bastard, let me go!"

Tie Lang didn't react at all, only occasionally scratching his cheek, which was constantly being kissed by mosquitoes.

Li Xiaoshuang smiled coldly, closed her eyes, and focused her inner energy. With great effort, she managed to concentrate a small portion of her inner energy in her dantian and forced it towards the Zhongwan acupoint below her breasts. Feeling a hidden heat in her chest, Li Xiaoshuang then forced her inner energy towards the Tanzhong acupoint in one breath.

The Tanzhong acupoint was very close to the death acupoint, so she only dared to force her inner energy there, not daring to take any risks. The Zigong acupoint, the death acupoint, and the Tanzhong acupoint were almost in a straight line, and to get the inner energy to the sealed Zigong acupoint, it had to pass through the death acupoint, which meant that Li Xiaoshuang might lose her life because of it!

Looking at the soundly sleeping Tie Lang, Li Xiaoshuang's eyes suddenly filled with hatred. She tried to force the true energy from her chest towards the vital acupoint. As soon as the true energy approached the vital acupoint, Li Xiaoshuang felt her thoughts become muddled and she became drowsy.

In order to open the Zigong acupoint, Li Xiaoshuang gritted her teeth and bit her lip until it bled, trying to clear her mind. She was unwilling to die like this.

In controlling the flow of true energy, Li Xiaoshuang dared not be too hasty, and could only force the true energy little by little. If it flowed too much or too fast, it might completely touch the vital acupoint and kill her. It took

Li Xiaoshuang a quarter of an hour to barely get the true energy through the vital acupoint. At this time, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, not only from her broken lip, but also from vomiting due to internal injuries.

Li Xiaoshuang took a deep breath and forced the true energy. With a painful whimper, the sealed Zigong acupoint was opened.

With a "whoosh," the blood that had been accumulating in her throat gushed out, splattering all over the ground and landing on her full breasts, adding a touch of tragic beauty.

She lowered her head, licking her lips and spitting out several mouthfuls of saliva before the taste of blood in her mouth subsided. Freed, Li Xiaoshuang spread her legs and, with a slight effort, the gourd still stuffed into her vagina was squeezed out, falling to the ground with a "plop." Because her vagina had been plugged with the pointed nozzle for so long, it couldn't close immediately, and her vaginal fluids continued to flow, running down the inside of her thighs.

Moonlight shone on Li Xiaoshuang's lower body; due to the combined effects of her vaginal fluids and honey, her full vulva appeared glistening, and the concave cleft of her flesh seemed even more mysterious. No one could have imagined that Tie Lang would refuse to penetrate her, instead allowing a lifeless gourd to take advantage.

After resting for a while, Li Xiaoshuang's chaotic breathing almost returned to normal, and the tightness in her chest eased considerably, though her internal energy couldn't be fully restored.

Looking at Tie Lang, Li Xiaoshuang trembled with rage. She gritted her teeth and channeled her energy, shattering the Taoist robe binding her wrists, which fell to the ground in fragments.

At the same time, Li Xiaoshuang plucked a strand of her hair, infused it with icy energy, and the soft strand immediately stood upright, like a deadly silver needle. Aiming at Tie Lang's neck, Li Xiaoshuang unleashed the Ice-Bound Hair.

[Episode 11] Part 2: Unstoppable Force

Li Xiaoshuang thought Tie Lang would definitely fall for her attack this time, but the Ice-Bound Hair was blocked by the protective halo suddenly unfurled by the three-headed phoenix and fell to the ground. At the same time, Tie Lang opened his eyes, coldly staring at Li Xiaoshuang.

Li Xiaoshuang hurriedly pulled up her underpants, disregarding her naked upper body, and turned to run away.

Seeing Li Xiaoshuang's disheveled appearance, Tie Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "I never thought that Ice Finger Fairy would also have a day of running around naked. If I had known, I should have torn her underpants too, then there would definitely have been a good show!"

The Three-Headed Phoenix was very confused when it saw that Tie Lang had no intention of giving chase. All six of its eyes stared at him blankly. Then it nudged Tie Lang's chest with its head, as if urging him to give chase.

"Li Xiaoshuang used her true energy to open her acupoints, so she must be suffering from severe internal injuries. She definitely won't be able to participate in the battle at dawn, so let's leave her for now." Tie Lang stroked the three-headed phoenix's head, squinting and smiling, "Silly bird, you're the best. You always help me when I'm in danger. If you were a woman, I would definitely marry you."

(Master, I am actually a woman!)

The three-headed phoenix cried out, flapping its golden wings, wishing it could immediately transform into human form and marry Tie Lang. However, it remembered its mother's dying wish very clearly; it had to protect Tie Lang in the form of a three-headed phoenix until it died of old age.

"Shh!" Tie Lang made a shushing gesture, saying, "I want to sleep a little longer. Don't be too loud, or we'll alert the Tatar soldiers." Looking in the direction Li Xiaoshuang fled, Tie Lang frowned and said, "It'll probably be quite lively here later, so let's find another place to sleep." Tie Lang picked up the wine gourd, turned it upside down, and Li Xiaoshuang's vaginal fluid slowly flowed out, quite a lot of it.

"What a scoundrel!" Tie Lang tossed aside his wine gourd, climbed onto the back of the Three-Headed Phoenix, and said, "Let's go to the mountaintop over there. I can sleep a bit more! I need to conserve my energy for the bloody battle at dawn."

The Three-Headed Phoenix immediately carried Tie Lang to the small mountaintop, which was only about thirty feet high. This way, Tie Lang could monitor the Tatar camp while leisurely playing chess with the Duke of Zhou in his sleep.

Looking at the Tatar camp, Tie Lang didn't see Li Xiaoshuang leading troops to arrest him. Feeling a bit bored, he leaned against the Three-Headed Phoenix's back and fell asleep.

A while later, the Three-Headed Phoenix emitted a dazzling golden light. After it faded, a small girl with huge breasts, her private parts covered by golden feathers, appeared there. She stretched out her snow-white arms and embraced Tie Lang, her expression satisfied, with a faint smile. Her whole body occasionally emitted a faint light.

When Tie Lang woke up again, it was already dawn.

He stretched and turned to look at the three-headed phoenix, which had already reverted to its silly bird form. Seeing it lying there seemingly asleep, Tie Lang didn't want to wake it. He walked alone to the foot of the mountain, put on his face mask, and, dressed in night clothes, disappeared into the hazy darkness.

Reaching the vicinity of the military camp, Tie Lang crept along the grass to the outer edge of the cannon-laying area. He crawled into the ten-foot-high weeds, using the hilt of his sword to part the dense undergrowth. After only a few steps, he could see the rows of cannons and smell the stench of urine.

Perhaps exhausted, the Tatar soldiers guarding the cannons were all asleep against the gun racks, with only three or four Tatar soldiers on duty still patrolling the area.

Seizing the opportunity, Tie Lang slipped to a cannon. Ignoring the Tatar soldier still dozing off, he stuck his sword hilt into the muzzle, poked it several times, then pulled it out. Confirming the gunpowder was still damp, he breathed a

sigh of relief. He bent down and randomly inspected ten cannons; the gunpowder inside was all damp, making it impossible for the fuse to ignite them. Only then was Tie Lang reassured. It seemed Xin Ai was completely unaware that the cannons had been tampered with and still considered them secret weapons.

With a smirk, Tie Lang darted into the bushes like a wildcat, rolling out on the other side.

"An interesting war is about to begin, but I have other matters to attend to." Returning to the Three-Headed Phoenix, Tie Lang gazed at the mist-shrouded Dushi City, occasionally keeping an eye on the Tatar camp to avoid disrupting his plans.

Just as the sun rose, Tie Lang heard the sound of war drums from the southwest, mixed with the neighing of warhorses and the resounding shouts of Ming soldiers.

Simultaneously, horns sounded in the Tatar camp, and cannons were being pushed out. Tatar soldiers dragged the cannons to the Longxiao Pass, and after receiving permission, pushed them out, where they were neatly arrayed. The Tatar soldiers responsible for loading the cannonballs adjusted the height and angle of their aim after inserting them into the muzzles, trying to kill as many Ming soldiers as possible. Meanwhile, the Tatar soldiers responsible for lighting the fuses, carrying torches, had already orderly exited Longxiao Pass and were waiting in front of each cannon.

A short while later, Xin Ai, Li Xiaoshuang, and Alec, clad in golden armor, appeared at the entrance to Longxiao Pass. Xin Ai climbed a high platform and was observing the distant movements through a telescope; he seemed very confident in holding Longxiao Pass.

Through the telescope, Xin Ai could see Xu Ping riding a warhorse at the forefront, followed by several generals and Tie Lang's confidante.

Xin Ai smiled and said, "Guardian, it seems they've gone mad, launching an attack before us. The poison fire cannons will make them suffer a terrible fate!"

"The prince is absolutely right," Alec nodded.

Li Xiaoshuang, suffering from internal injuries, wanted to rest in the camp, but she couldn't let Xin Ai know she was injured, so she could only endure it. However, with so many poison fire cannons, she didn't believe Tie Lang would dare to act recklessly!

But everything was under Tie Lang's control; the poison fire cannons they relied on had already been tampered with by Tie Lang.

Tie Lang, positioned between the two armies, quietly observed their movements and estimated the approximate time and location when the Ming army would enter the cannons' range. Then, he removed his mask, turned around, and climbed onto the back of the three-headed phoenix, stroking its three heads, saying, "Silly bird, as long as we take care of those ten cannons at the pass, everything will be fine, understand?"

The three-headed phoenix nodded vigorously, its claws constantly pawing at the ground, eager to try.

"Meng Lan, Ban Xue, Dai Rou, Shi Le, and Sha Ye, this combination is really powerful!" Tie Lang chuckled.

"I see so many cannons!" Shi Le, with excellent eyesight, exclaimed.

"You must trust Young Master Yang!" Ye Menglan shouted, riding the same warhorse as Banxue.

"We'll all become cannon fodder!" Shi Le said angrily. Although he complained, he still vigorously cracked his whip, his other hand gripping the Bloodthirsty Sword tied to his waist, ready to feed it with the blood of the Tatar soldiers at any time. Her huge breasts, tightly wrapped in embroidered silk robes, swayed wildly up and down with the galloping warhorse, almost breaking the straps of her bra. As soon

as the Ming army entered the range of the cannons, Xin Ai immediately made the attack signal, and the Tatar soldiers hurriedly lit the fuses.

"Let's go!" Tie Lang patted the Three-Headed Phoenix on the shoulder, and the Three-Headed Phoenix cried out and rushed towards the Longxiao Pass.

Xin Ai, who hadn't yet noticed the three-headed phoenix, was only interested in witnessing the carnage of the Ming army, but the scene before him left him utterly dumbfounded—the fuses of the 110 cannons had indeed been lit and burned into the muzzles, but there was no sound of cannon fire, only a farting sound, and then the shells were squeezed out of the muzzles and fell directly to the ground.

Due to insufficient thrust, these shells did not explode at all, and some of the evaporated gunpowder, mixed with the stench of urine, continued to gush out from the muzzles.

"What the hell?" Xin Ai, who almost vomited, hurriedly covered his nose. The severe damage to his sense of smell was a minor matter; the important thing was that if these cannons couldn't fire, they couldn't strike the Ming army, and the Ming army was approaching at an extremely fast speed. The Tatar soldiers who had thought that the cannons could stabilize the situation were all dumbfounded.

The arquebusier closest to the platform shouted, "Prince, didn't you order us to pee in there last night? You said it was an experiment."

"Experiment? Bullshit!" Xin Ai, usually so composed, completely lost his composure and roared, "Attack! Attack! Damn it, you all attack!"

Xin Ai was about to command the arquebusiers to push the ten cannons that held all hope out of the pass, but Tie Lang's three-headed phoenix had already flown into the pass before him. With a low cry, the Tatar soldiers who were about to load the cannons into the muzzle were terrified and ran away in panic. Before the three-headed phoenix landed

, Tie Lang, having drawn his dragon-carved sword, leaped to the ground. With a swift stroke, the throats of three Tatar soldiers who were close behind were slit, and they fell dead.

A Tatar soldier on the left raised his spear to stab Tie Lang, but the golden wings of the three-headed phoenix, which had just landed, flapped out, sending the Tatar soldier spitting blood and flying out of the pass, crashing into a cannon.

"You two, go and kill Yang Zhuihui!" Xin Ai's face turned ashen with rage.

Alec and Li Xiaoshuang, obeying the order, jumped off the platform and ran into Longxiao Pass.

"Give me your life!" Alec roared, charging towards Tie Lang, swinging the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle, striking Tie Lang's chest.

The Three-Headed Phoenix hurriedly activated its protective halo.

The Nine Heavens Golden Pestle struck the protective halo, denting it, but this was ultimately mortal strength. Alec couldn't possibly break the protective halo of the divine bird, the Three-Headed Phoenix. So, when his strength was exhausted, the elasticity of the protective halo propelled him dozens of steps away, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Seeing that

the situation was hopeless, Li Xiaoshuang fled to the right, intending to escape this dangerous place.

"Silly bird, thank you. But I've always admired Alec, so don't get involved in this battle. Go do what you're supposed to do." With the Three-Headed Phoenix dispelling its protective aura, Tie Lang stared directly at Alec and said, "I challenge your Nine Heavens Golden Pestle with this sword. Whoever loses will perish at Dragon Roar Pass!"

Alec wiped the blood from his mouth, nodded, gripped the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle tightly, and slammed it into the ground, saying, "I, Alec, entrusted by the Great Khan, swear to protect Prince Xin'ai to the death. Bring it on!"

Tie Lang, holding the dragon-carved sword that was beginning to emit a chilling aura, smiled faintly and said, "Among all the men in 'Sword Pointing to the World,' I've always felt that you, Alec, are the real man. But you're too foolish, protecting someone who isn't even worth protecting."

"Shut up!" Provoked, Alec leaped high, gripping the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle with both hands, and slammed it down on Tie Lang.

"This is blind loyalty!" With a sidestep, Tie Lang dodged the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle and thrust his sword towards Alec's back.

Although Alec was tall, his reaction was not as slow as Tie Lang had imagined. The moment the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle landed, he had already bent over, and the Carved Dragon Sword just grazed his back without harming him.

Still bent over, Alec swung the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle, sweeping it towards Tie Lang's legs.

Tie Lang hurriedly jumped up, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands and thrusting it at Alec from above, like a tiger descending a mountain.

"Take this!" Alec raised the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle horizontally.

Clang!

The Carved Dragon Sword struck the center of the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle, and Tie Lang used the momentum to slash to the right. Alec had to release one hand, but used the other to control the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle, the massive head of the pestle attacking Tie Lang's chest.

Unable to dodge in time, Tie Lang was struck by the golden pestle. With a muffled groan, he was thrown back and landed heavily on the ground. He immediately felt his body churning, as if his internal organs had shifted.

The Three-Headed Phoenix, who was guarding the ten cannons, wanted to save Tie Lang, but seeing that Tie Lang still had a smile on his face, it gave up the idea.

Standing up, Tie Lang spat several times, saying, "Luckily, it was only one hand. If I had used both hands at the same time, I'd probably be dead already."

"I'll kill you now!" Alec swung the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle at Tie Lang again.

Facing the onslaught of Alec, Tie Lang could only resort to his best techniques.

"One grip on the sword, and frost and snow will form!"

With a roar from Tie Lang, the Dragon-Carved Sword, already infused with his true energy, was thrust forward. The rapidly spinning sword tip pierced the chisel mark in the center of the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle's head.

Clang, clang, clang…

Alec could no longer focus on attacking Tie Lang. He gripped the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle tightly with both hands, not daring to relax for a moment, because the powerful thrust from the Frost and Snow Flying Sword was beyond his wildest imagination. Just then, Tie Lang leaped up and struck him in the chest with a palm.

Alec raised his palm to meet Tie Lang's, their hands colliding. Alec's sleeve instantly ripped open, revealing his strong arm. The immense impact of the Heaven-Shattering Strike severed all the meridians in his arm, traveling along his arm to his chest, injuring his internal organs.

*Pfft!

* Alec vomited blood, completely losing control of the Nine Heavens Golden Pestle. The Pestle fell to the ground with a thud, and the still-force-on-the-Dragon Carved Sword pierced towards his chest.

Thinking he was doomed, Alec simply closed his eyes. But the sword missed him. Opening his eyes, he saw Tie Lang holding the Dragon Carved Sword, its tip pointed at Alec's chest.

Tie Lang said, "Alec, are you willing to follow me? I will absolutely not mistreat you!"

"I, Alec, will never do anything to betray the Tatars. Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!"

Tie Lang looked at the pass and saw that the Tatar soldiers had been almost killed, and Xin Ai had been tied up by Xu Ping. He said, "Xin Ai has been captured. There's no need for you to insist any longer. The world belongs to the Ming Dynasty, not the Tatars, understand?"

Seeing that Xin Ai had really been captured, Alec's eyes were bloodshot. He used his still-functioning left hand to grasp the blade of the Carved Dragon Sword, and leaned forward. The Carved Dragon Sword pierced his chest.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this, Tie Lang tried to pull back the Carved Dragon Sword, but Alec held on tightly.

Alec smiled at Tie Lang and said, "If even the Protector cannot protect his master, he shouldn't be spared." After saying that,

Alec took another step forward, and the Carved Dragon Sword pierced through his body, killing him instantly.

Alec slowly closed his eyes, his massive body falling backward and crashing heavily to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

"What a pity," Tie Lang sighed softly, sheathing his dragon-carved sword.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Tatar camp completely collapsed. Their commander, Xin Ai, was captured, more than four thousand enemies were killed, more than three hundred were taken prisoner, and some escaped. The team composed of Song Xiangyu and Ge Liu began searching the surrounding woods for the remaining Tatars, determined to find them all, unless they had escaped back into Tatar territory!

"Husband!" Xu Banxue, unharmed, ran to Tie Lang, hugged him tightly, and said affectionately, "Xue'er missed you so much." "

Me too. You were very brave today!" Tie Lang praised.

"Hmph! If you hadn't broken those cannons, I was planning to use Dragon's Roar on them!"

"That won't do. If you let out Lion's Roar, wouldn't our own people suffer too?"

"It really stinks here." Shi Le covered her nose and said, "Did they all lose control of their bladders?"

"Absolutely." Tie Lang hurriedly said. He didn't want his woman to know about his dishonorable methods last night. Then, his eyes swept around, but he didn't see Shi Dairou.

"Where's Senior Sister Dairou?" Tie Lang asked anxiously.

Xu Banxue, a little jealous, puffed out her cheeks and pointed to the right, saying, "She said she saw her senior sister, so she ran to find her."

"Oh no, I have to go save her!" Tie Lang didn't look back and hurriedly chased after Li Xiaoshuang in the direction she had fled.

"Really! A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen one." Xu Banxue was so angry at Tie Lang's actions that she almost cried. She stomped the ground hard, while Shi Le next to her had an indifferent expression and kept complaining about the stench of urine everywhere.

At this moment, Shi Dairou was confronting Li Xiaoshuang in a bamboo forest. Li Xiaoshuang, suffering from internal injuries, was no match for Shi Dairou, so she only challenged her but dared not actually fight. Hidden behind her back, she clutched a strand of hair, intending to make a final stand.

"Senior Sister," Shi Dairou said, "these past two years you've caused chaos and killed countless people. Master ordered me to clean up the mess for Ice Tomb, but we are still fellow disciples, and I don't want to kill you. Come back to Ice Tomb with me, kowtow to Master, and confess your sins. I believe Master will remember our past kindness and spare your life."

"Junior sister, I know Master's temper. She's far more ruthless than I am. If I go back, she'll definitely kill me. I'd rather die here than be humiliated by her!"

"If you persist, don't blame me for hurting you!"

"If you truly care about our shared sect, you should let me go!"

"I can't let you hurt innocent people anymore, so you must come back to the Ice Tomb with me to confess your sins to Master." Shi Dairou pulled out a soft gauze, and with a flick of her jade arm, the seemingly lifelike gauze flew towards Li Xiaoshuang at an extremely fast speed.

"You underestimate me!" Li Xiaoshuang bent back, her five fingers naturally grabbing the gauze and spinning it a few times until it wrapped around her body, while she had already flung off her Ice-Bound Green Silk.

"Senior sister Dairou!" Tie Lang shouted from over a hundred paces away.

"You wicked disciple, you dare to harm someone!" A sharp, delicate shout came from above, and a middle-aged beauty in a light green dress descended from the sky, her jade-white longsword already in her hand, thrusting towards Shi Dairou with incredible speed.

The jade-white longsword pierced the ground less than half an inch from Shi Dairou's nose, just barely stopping her flowing black hair.

"Master!" Shi Dairou and Li Xiaoshuang exclaimed in unison. Shi Dairou

wore a plain brocade palace robe, with a light blue gauze draped over it. A gentle breeze caused the gauze to flutter, giving her an ethereal aura. Her black hair was styled in a simple bun, adorned with an elegant plum blossom hairpin. Her shoulders were sculpted, her waist slender, her eyebrows like emerald feathers, and her skin like snow.

Tie Lang, watching the beautiful woman who had landed and pulled out the jade-white longsword, almost drooled. He couldn't believe that this celestial beauty was Yang Zhuihui's master; she was simply breathtaking!

Swallowing hard, Tie Lang hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Disciple greets Master!"

Looking at the icy Bing Luo Ye, Li Xiaoshuang's legs trembled. He knelt on the ground with a thud, stammering, "Master...Master..."

"Back then, you were naturally belligerent, which is why I expelled you from the sect and made you follow Abbess Ziyun to become a nun. I never expected you to kill Abbess Ziyun and then call yourself the Ice Finger Fairy, constantly stirring up bloodshed in the martial world." Bing Luo Ye pointed his sword at Li Xiaoshuang and coldly said, "Although I expelled you from the sect, your martial arts still come from the Ice Tomb. Today, I will cripple your martial arts for life and confine you to the Ice Tomb, forcing you to reflect on your mistakes for the rest of your life!"

"No...no...Master can't treat your disciple like this..." Li Xiaoshuang was terrified, her face ashen, and cried out, "If I am guilty, then what about Yang Zhuihui and Shi Dairou? They committed adultery, and Yang Zhuihui violated my body yesterday!"

Tie Lang had intended to speak up for Li Xiaoshuang, but seeing her now desperate and attacking, he said, "Master, you know about my affair with Senior Sister Dai Rou. We've never done anything improper. Besides, Senior Sister Xiaoshuang's skill is higher than mine, and she has the Ice-Wrapped Green Silk. No matter how you look at it, Zhuihui has no chance against Senior Sister Xiaoshuang. If we're talking about insults, Zhuihui is more likely to be insulted by the handsome Senior Sister Xiaoshuang."

"Yang Zhuihui!"

"Stop arguing." Bing Luoye walked gracefully towards Li Xiaoshuang and said, "Turn around and kneel down."

"Master!" Li Xiaoshuang hurriedly hugged Bing Luoye's legs and cried out, "Xiaoshuang is willing to go back to the Ice Tomb with Master, but Master, please don't cripple Xiaoshuang's martial arts."

"Master's mind is made up!" Bing Luoye flashed and appeared behind Li Xiaoshuang, raising her index finger and tapping Li Xiaoshuang's back several times.

"Ah!"

Li Xiaoshuang screamed, collapsing to the ground, all strength drained from her body. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, but she clenched her fists, choking back sobs, "Bing Luoye, you've crippled my martial arts today. If you don't kill me, one day I, Li Xiaoshuang, will take my revenge!"

"Senior Sister is still stubborn," Shi Dairou sighed softly.

"Master is here, what should we do?" Tie Lang whispered.

"Wait for Master's decision."

Bing Luoye bent down and grabbed Li Xiaoshuang's wrist, pressing her sword against her arm, and slashed!

"Ah!"

Bing Luoye, her skirt stained with blood, severed the tendons in Li Xiaoshuang's hands and sealed her meridians to prevent her from bleeding to death.

Seeing this, Tie Lang broke out in a cold sweat, completely unaware of Bing Luoye's ruthless methods, which were completely inconsistent with her celestial beauty.

"I've crippled your martial arts and the tendons in your hands. Even if you have the ability to fly, you can't do anything to me. Obediently come back to the Ice Tomb with me!" Bing Luoye sheathed her sword.

Li Xiaoshuang struggled to her feet, her arm still bleeding, head bowed, her voice trembling, "I...I understand."

She was clearly stunned by Bing Luoye's extreme methods.

Bing Luoye looked at Shi Dairou and Tie Lang, and said, "Rou'er, you will come back to the Ice Tomb with us. Yang Zhuihui, our Ice Tomb Sect has never interfered in the affairs of the martial world, much less the affairs of the imperial court. Now that you are involved in both, I cannot take you back to the Ice Tomb. You should take care of yourself!"

"Master, I want to be with Senior Sister Dairou!" Tie Lang suddenly grabbed Shi Dairou's hand.

"Zhuihui..." Shi Dairou tried to break free, but froze, her cheeks flushing red.

Bing Luoye's expression remained icy as he said, "The seven emotions and six desires have always been the greatest taboo of the Ice Tomb. I took you in out of kindness, but you fell in love with Rou'er. I absolutely cannot tolerate this. Now you want to be with her. Do you think I will agree?"

Fearing that Tie Lang would be hurt, Shi Dairou immediately shook off his hand and hurriedly went to Bing Luoye's side, saying, "I have never had any feelings for Zhuihui. Please, Master, judge for me. I will return to the Ice Tomb with you now."

"Very well."

"Master, I want to be with Rou'er!" Tie Lang rushed over.

"Regret, if you take another step, I'll die right here!" Shi Dairou suddenly grabbed the sword from Bing Luoye's hand and held it to her neck, saying, "Go, go back to where you belong. Ice Tomb doesn't belong to you, and neither do I!"

Tie Lang knew Shi Dairou was afraid he would be hurt, so he said, "Master, I make a promise to you here. One day I will return to Ice Tomb and duel with you. If I win, please let me be with Senior Sister Rou'er." "

And if you lose?"

"Regret, don't be foolish!"

"If I lose, I'm willing to sever my own meridians and serve you in Ice Tomb for the rest of my life!" Tie Lang clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Alright, Master agrees. Let's go!"

Watching their departing figures, Tie Lang lingered, reluctant to look away, until they disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest before turning back.

Tie Lang had intended to challenge Bing Luo Ye to a duel just now, but the situation at Shangqing Palace was still unresolved. Even if he won against Bing Luo Ye, it would be dangerous for Shi Dai Rou to stay by his side. It was better to let her return to Bing Mu first, at least that was the safest place.

Having made his decision, Tie Lang returned along the same route.

Back at Longxiao Pass, the Ming army was still cleaning up the battlefield, and their biggest complaint was the stench of urine in the air.

Tie Lang returned to the beauties, teased Shi Le for a while, and then provoked Xu Banxue to become extremely jealous. Fortunately, her godmother Ye Menglan was there to calm her down; otherwise, Tie Lang worried that Xu Banxue might unleash her Lion's Roar in front of everyone, and not only Tie Lang would be in trouble, but everyone present would probably have their eardrums ruptured.

Seeing that Xin Ai had already been loaded into a prison cart and transported to Dushi City, Tie Lang and the four beauties of unparalleled beauty rode back to Dushi City on their steeds. A three-headed phoenix circled above them, its golden wings appearing exceptionally sacred in the morning sun, golden rays occasionally shimmering upon them.

Back in Dushi City, Xu Ping drafted a letter and sent it by carrier pigeon to the capital, reporting the war to Jiajing Emperor. He naturally mentioned Tie Lang most frequently, attributing the greatest credit for the victory to him.

Tie Lang had expected that the dog of an emperor, Jiajing, would be eager to summon him to the capital again, but there was no movement whatsoever; he only sent men to escort Xin Ai to the capital. With the son of the Tatar Khan as their trump card, the Tatars would surely not dare to invade the Ming Dynasty again!

Moreover, three days after the complete victory in the defense of Dushi City, the Dalai Taiji, controlled by a snake-like curse, also led his army to Longxiao Pass. Having just suffered a major blow, Tielang instructed the Dalai Lama to lead an army to attack the Tatars under the pretext of reclaiming territory.

The Tatar rulers were of the Dalai Lama clan, so the Dalai Lama's attack was therefore justified. Moreover, Altan Khan's rule over the Tatars had been a constant source of trouble for the Ming Dynasty. While some gains had been made, the wars had resulted in families being torn apart and the treasury being empty. The biggest victims were naturally the ordinary people living in the Tatar regions. Therefore, from the very first day of the Dalai Lama's attack, some of the Tatar people defected and joined the counter-offensive. Among them were Tatar soldiers whom Tielang had released during the defense of Datong Prefecture. They firmly believed that Tielang was a god descended from heaven and that only by entrusting the Tatars to the Dalai Lama, who had a relationship with Tielang, could the country be peaceful and prosperous.

Thus, the Dalai Lama's counter-offensive proceeded smoothly. While they had to consider details such as the long distance and the difficulty of supplying provisions, the enthusiastic Tatar residents completely eliminated these concerns.

In just ten days of counter-offensive, the Dalai Lama had successfully recovered most of the territory!

Meanwhile, reinforcements from the three major Jurchen tribes arrived in Dushi City.

According to Xu Ping, the Jurchen reinforcements were no longer of any use, and he wanted to ask them to return home. However, they had come a long way only to return empty-handed, and the Jurchens would never want to be fooled. Therefore, at Hailu's behest, Tie Lang went alone to the Jurchen reinforcements' encampment, two miles away.

Before even reaching their encampment, Tie Lang saw Ruan Feifeng wearing a tiger-shaped mask, her skirt billowing in the wind, revealing her fair legs.

Reaching Ruan Feifeng, Tie Lang pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair, and asked, "Feng'er, did you miss me?"

"Don't do this, someone will see us," Ruan Feifeng quickly pushed Tie Lang away.

"Tsk tsk, now you won't even let me touch you?"

"That's not what I meant. I'm just afraid of being seen, especially since my clansmen are behind me. If they misunderstand and think Young Master Yang is going to do something inappropriate to me, your body will be covered in poisonous Gu!"

"I understand. I won't touch you now, but you'll have to serve me well tonight!"

"This servant...this servant understands." The shy Ruan Feifeng immediately lowered her head.

It had been more than ten days since the defeat of Xin Ai's Tatar army. During these ten days, Tie Lang had naturally been intimate with many beautiful women. Ye Menglan, Xu Banxue, Shi Le, Xiao Yue, and Ji Hanxiang had all been made to moan with lust by Tie Lang, but he still couldn't cultivate the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon. To have intercourse with five people at the same time and obtain their yin essence was not so easy.

Now that Ruan Feifeng had returned to Tie Lang's side, he was naturally overjoyed, at least the possibility of cultivating the sixth form had increased.

After exchanging sweet words with Ruan Feifeng for a while, Tie Lang began to talk about serious matters, and then the two walked side by side toward the encampment.

He ordered someone to summon the commanders of the Jianzhou and Haixi Jurchens for this operation, and began to discuss important matters with them. Ruan Feifeng participated in the meeting in her dual capacity as the commander of the Wild Jurchens' operation and their translator.

The Jianzhou Jurchen commander wasn't very familiar with Tie Lang, but he had already learned from the Haixi Jurchens that Tie Lang had single-handedly subdued the sea monster. He greatly admired him and regarded him as a god. Therefore, no matter what Tie Lang said, they almost all nodded in agreement, completely agreeing to all of Tie Lang's suggestions.

First, Tie Lang requested that the three tribes engage in simple trade, each getting what they needed; second, Tie Lang requested that they intermarry to make it possible for the three Jurchen tribes to merge into one; third, Tie Lang requested that they regularly pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty.

When Tie Lang mentioned the third point, the Jianzhou and Haixi Jurchen commanders had no objections, but Ruan Feifeng immediately objected.

"Young Master Yang, although I am a Ming citizen, I must speak up for them. The existence of the Ming Dynasty has nothing to do with the Jurchen people. We came all this way to rescue you, Young Master Yang, yet you demand annual tribute from us. What is the meaning of this?"

"Feifeng, you misunderstand me," Tielang laughed. "Jiajing was a foolish emperor, obsessed with alchemy, and had a treacherous minister like Yan Song by his side. If the three Jurchen people successfully merged into one, they could very well threaten the Ming Dynasty's rule. In that case, a great war would break out, and someone would have to sacrifice themselves. So, by paying tribute to the Ming Dynasty first, they won't harm you. Do you understand?"

After hearing Tielang's explanation, Ruan Feifeng nodded and said, "I didn't expect Young Master Yang to be such a good person, even considering our needs."

"Of course, hehe."

Tielang, of course, had no idea that his momentary good intentions had led to a change of dynasty. In Chinese history, the Ming Dynasty was followed by the Qing Dynasty, whose predecessor was the Later Jin, which was founded by the Jurchen people. Therefore, Tie Lang's three orders directly promoted the integration of the three Jurchen tribes and laid the foundation for Nurhaci's later establishment of the Later Jin regime.

He asked Ruan Feifeng to explain the third point to them, and they chatted casually for a while. Since Ruan Feifeng had to translate every sentence, which was inconvenient, Tie Lang decided to end the meeting early. He needed to return to Dushi City, otherwise the beautiful women would be waiting impatiently.

Tie Lang seemed to remember promising Ji Hanxiang something yesterday, but he couldn't recall it at the moment. Last night, they had been so intense that all he could hear were her moans and the sounds of their bodies colliding; he had completely forgotten her fragmented words.

To make them feel that their trip was worthwhile, Tie Lang decided to discuss with Xu Ping and Hai Lu transporting some supplies from Dushi City or surrounding cities to their encampment. This would both demonstrate the Ming Dynasty's sincerity and give them something to report back to. If they go back and say they went to Dushi City and did nothing, as if they'd been tricked, the leaders of Jianzhou and Haixi Jurchen might go crazy and launch an attack on the Ming Dynasty. Tie Lang had to eliminate all dangers!

Walking back to Dushi City with Ruan Feifeng, Tie Lang hummed a cheerful tune, while Ruan Feifeng quietly followed beside him.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Dushi City was in full view. At this moment, Ruan Feifeng asked, "Young Master Yang, if they want to go back, what about me?"

"Of course you'll stay by my side. Besides, I'm going to marry Qing'er. How can you, my mother-in-law, go back?" Tie Lang said with a grin. Seeing that no one was around, he put his arm around Ruan Feifeng's waist and said with a smile, "I know you'll miss me too." "

But I am the Witch King and the Witch Doctor. The survival of my people is closely related to me. What will happen to them if I don't go back?" Ruan Feifeng said anxiously.

Tie Lang's smile faded, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Feng'er, let me put it this way! No matter what kind of tribal leader, they will all die one day. They may feel that their people cannot survive without them, but that's not the case at all. As long as a new Witch King is chosen, they will definitely be able to live well, and the bloodline of the Jurchen people will continue. So you must stay by my side, understand?"

"This servant understands what Young Master Yang means. Let this servant think about it some more, okay?"

"Hmm."

Tie Lang gazed thoughtfully at the gray sky and said, "Since defeating the Tatars, my life has become much more peaceful, but I feel that I can't possibly have this peace. The Shangqing Palace will definitely not let me go. I always feel like something is going to happen."

"Young Master Yang, aren't you overthinking things?"

"I also hope that I'm overthinking things." Tie Lang suddenly turned his head and kissed Ruan Feifeng, saying, "You stay in Dushi City tonight, don't go back. We need to have a good talk."

Ruan Feifeng's face, hidden behind her mask, turned red with embarrassment, and she murmured, "Talk... talk about what?"

"Communication through language," Tie Lang said.

"Is that all?" Ruan Feifeng seemed somewhat disappointed.

Tie Lang grinned wickedly, "The great Jurchen witch king, do you want to communicate with me, a nobody, through the flesh? Like spreading the witch king's thighs, parting that lovely flower, and then inserting my stick?"

"You're so mean!"

Ruan Feifeng pushed Tie Lang's hand away and ran forward in small steps, so ashamed she almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"You'll know how good I am tonight, you'll love me to death." Tie Lang caught up and picked Ruan Feifeng up in his arms.

"Young Master Yang, put me down, put me down quickly, it won't be good if someone sees us, hurry up..."

No matter how Ruan Feifeng struggled or threatened, Tie Lang wouldn't put her down, and quickened his pace towards the nearby Dushi City.

As they approached Dushi City, Ruan Feifeng, still lying in Tie Lang's arms, dared not struggle or speak. Fortunately, she had a mask covering her face, otherwise she would have been completely at a loss.

Upon entering the city, Tie Lang put her down and loudly proclaimed, "Your Majesty, your right leg is injured; please be careful when you walk!"

The guards, initially puzzled, understood why he had carried the Majesty into the city after hearing Tie Lang's words and stopped speculating. However, to avoid giving herself away, Ruan Feifeng pretended to be lame, walking with a limp, while Tie Lang grinned wickedly.

"If you laugh again, I'll feed you snake venom tonight and eat your brain clean!" Ruan Feifeng threatened in a low voice.

Tie Lang coughed twice and quickly helped Ruan Feifeng, saying, "Your Majesty, you are old and your leg is lame; please be careful when you walk. Let this junior help you."

Hearing this, Ruan Feifeng was both amused and exasperated, and could only let him support her.

At this moment, the chief eunuch, Liu Guancai, was walking out of the general's mansion. Upon seeing Tie Lang, he approached with a squinting smile.

[Episode 11] Episode 3: Dragon's Roar in Spring Nest

Upon seeing this dead eunuch, Tie Lang knew something bad was about to happen, but basic politeness was still necessary, so E Lang responded with a smile.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you. General Huaiyuan has become even more of a general!" Liu Guancai said with a smile, making a delicate gesture with his fingers and walking with a more flamboyant and coquettish gait than a prostitute.

"You're too kind, sir. You've come from afar; surely you have important business to attend to?"

"Oh, it's naturally about the Great General." Liu Guancai drew an arc in front of him with his index finger and said in a coquettish voice, "The Great General not only defended Datong Prefecture, but also rushed to the besieged Dushi City with lightning speed. He even single-handedly outwitted Longxiao Pass, crippling their cannons and capturing the enemy prince. Let's see if they dare to be so arrogant again!"

Tie Lang didn't remember doing so many things. What he remembered most clearly was making the Tatar soldiers urinate into the cannons. However, since Liu Guancai said so, Tie Lang naturally accepted it without hesitation. He cupped his hands and said, "I am a citizen of the Great Ming Dynasty. It is only right that I protect the country and its people. You flatter me, sir." "

Hehe, Great General, there's no need to be so modest." Liu Guancai blinked and said, "The purpose of my visit is to issue an imperial edict. General Xu has already received it for you. You should read it carefully when you get back." "

Imperial edict?" Upon hearing these two words, Tie Lang felt a great calamity was about to befall him. He bid farewell to Liu Guancai and walked back to the General's Mansion with Ruan Feifeng.

When they reached the main hall, Xu Ping and Hai Lu were sitting there talking. As soon as they saw Tie Lang, Xu Ping hurriedly went over and patted him heavily on the shoulders, saying, "This is going to be difficult!"

"Father-in-law, why are you in such a hurry?" Tie Lang asked hastily.

"Hui'er, see for yourself." Hai Lu had already handed the imperial edict to Tie Lang. Upon opening the imperial edict, Tie Lang's face changed drastically. He exclaimed, "Has this dog emperor gone mad? Why is he sending me into all sorts of trouble? Isn't this a death sentence?"

"Yunnan, though its name sounds beautiful, is a melting pot of ethnicities. There are over twenty minorities, including the Yi, Bai, Zhuang, Miao, and Hui; and the terrain is incredibly diverse—stone forests, Yuanmou earth forests, colorful sand forests, Jiulong River waterfalls, Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Tiger Leaping Gorge, Jiuxiang Caves, Alugu Caves, and hot springs. One wrong move, and Hui'er might die far from home." Hai Lu's face was filled with worry, her brows furrowed.

"All of that is alright, the key is the Divine Python Sect. This dog emperor is absolutely insane! Why would he send me to Yunnan to eradicate the Divine Python Sect…?" Tie Lang almost wanted to bang his head against a wall. If he told Hai Lu that he had raped Liuli Qiandai, a highly respected member of the Divine Python Sect, and kidnapped the sect leader's daughter, Yuechan, he wondered what her reaction would be.

Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. If Tie Lang, this lecherous dragon, runs to Yunnan and falls into the hands of the Divine Python Sect, he'll definitely be skinned alive!

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I absolutely won't go this time. I'm afraid I'll die without a burial place," Tie Lang said dejectedly.

"But the imperial decree has already been issued. Disobeying it is also a dead end..." Hai Lu said.

"Can I feign illness?"

"His Majesty will send an imperial physician."

"Then say I'm menstruating... Sigh, well, the die is cast." Tie Lang tossed the imperial edict onto the table and asked, "So, are we departing tomorrow?" "

According to the edict, it should be today, but departing tomorrow is fine too. By the way," Hai Lu pulled a pure gold token from her pocket and handed it to Tie Lang, saying, "This is a royal decree token. With this token, Hui'er, you can freely mobilize troops in Yunnan to help you eradicate the Divine Python Sect."

"Thank you, Mother-in-law." Tie Lang put away the token and asked, "What if I order all the troops in Yunnan to raise their flags in rebellion against the court?"

"This is outrageous! You mustn't speak such nonsense!" Hailu hurriedly said, "This is our own home. If we were outside, talking carelessly could bring about your death! Hui'er, you're so young, I don't want anything to happen to you. I went to Yunnan twenty years ago, so I'll be traveling with you this time."

Upon hearing this, all the dangers were forgotten by Tie Lang. Looking at the alluring Hailu, who exuded the aura of a mature woman, Tie Lang immediately felt an irresistible urge. Thinking about the erotic scenes that might occur when traveling with Hailu, Tie Lang's penis instantly became erect. He quickly turned to the side and said seriously, "How can this be? Mother-in-law, you still need to take care of Yourong, and you also need to manage things in Dushi City."

"My good son-in-law," Xu Ping interjected, "before Lu'er married me, she was a formidable heroine of the martial world, incredibly skilled. She was also a disciple of the Ghost Immortal, and although she appears gentle and refined, even several of you wouldn't be a match for her in a fight. I've already discussed it with Lu'er, and I agree to her trip. You Rong has someone to take care of her, and she's weaned now, so Lu'er should get some exercise."

Tie Lang had previously considered that Hai Lu wanted Xu You Rong to cultivate the *Mysterious Yin True Qi Technique*, and didn't want her to drink someone else's milk. But hearing Xu Ping's words, he realized Hai Lu no longer needed to breastfeed, and her breasts should still have plenty of milk. With a casual squeeze, the delicious milk spurted out…

Tie Lang dared not continue fantasizing, afraid he would ejaculate, and asked, "When do we set off?"

"Tomorrow, I need to explain everything I need to today."

"Hmm. Oh." "By the way, I have something else to discuss with my father-in-law and mother-in-law, concerning the three Jurchen tribes." Tie Lang then explained his previous plans to them. Although it would require some material losses for Dushi City, Xu Ping and Hai Lu both nodded in agreement. Xu Ping even immediately sent a servant to inform the military commander Ge Liu to take charge of the matter.

After chatting for a while, Tie Lang remembered that Ruan Feifeng was still outside the door. He quickly invited her in, saying, "This lady needs no introduction, she is the Jurchen Witch Queen. The Divine Python Sect is skilled in using poison, and the Witch Queen herself is a witch doctor, proficient in healing magic. Therefore, I hope she can accompany us."

"Of course we have no intention, but their people..." "Witch Queen, is there a problem?" Tie Lang asked.

Ruan Feifeng had overheard their conversation outside the door. Mu assumed that since Tie Lang was going to Yunnan, she would have to return to her tribe. Unexpectedly, he asked her to come along, and Ruan Feifeng, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart, nodded without hesitation, saying, "Young Master Yang and I are good friends. Yunnan is fraught with danger; it would be my greatest honor to be able to help."

"Then why doesn't Your Majesty stay at the manor tonight, and we can leave the city together tomorrow?" Hailu suggested.

Tie Lang had already planned to enjoy himself with Ruan Feifeng that evening, and since Hailu had spoken, he naturally nodded vigorously. However, Ruan Feifeng said, "I need to go back to the manor tonight to explain things to my tribe, otherwise they will think I've disappeared. So… please trouble Young Master Yang to escort me back later. If it's convenient, I'll return to the manor with you tonight."

Although it was a bit of a hassle, as long as Ruan Feifeng was willing to stay at the General's Mansion that night, Tie Lang was willing to make several trips!

It was just past Shenshi (3-5 PM), and there was still some time before dinner. The impatient Tielang wanted to take Ruan Feifeng home, but Hailu insisted she stay for the meal. Tielang eventually compromised, agreeing to take her home after dinner, and then bring her back for proper "training" once his business was finished!

Ruan Feifeng initially wanted to have someone bring her food inside, as she had done last time, to avoid Xu Ping and his wife recognizing her. However, she remembered she had never met them before, and that over a decade had passed, and her appearance had changed somewhat. So, she ate with them.

At the table were only Tielang and Xu Ping; the rest were all beautiful women, each with their own unique charm.

There was Ye Menglan, who ate while lifting her veil; the mature Hailu; Xu Banxue, a newlywed; the mermaid sisters Xiaoyue and Shile, with their impressive breasts; Minagawa Yuuki, physically mature but mentally childlike; Saya, the female ninja who always centered her attention around Minagawa Yuuki; Ji Hanxiang, the former elder of Shangqing Palace; and Empress Zhang, the mother of the nation.

Of course, the stunning beauty Ruan Feifeng, who had just removed her tiger-shaped mask, is also worth mentioning.

Everyone had always assumed that a woman who could become a witch king must be weathered and worn, but Ruan Feifeng not only possessed a beauty that could shame the moon and flowers, but also exuded elegance in every gesture.

However, to be fair, all ten women sitting here have their own strengths, and it's impossible to define who is more beautiful based on one or two advantages or disadvantages.

Xu Banxue, sitting next to Tie Lang, puffed out her cheeks upon seeing that the Witch King was actually a great beauty. Thinking about how that lecherous Tie Lang was spending time with this beauty even in Jurchen territory, she was certain that some heart-pounding, blush-inducing things would happen, and that they were even going to Yunnan together

. She was furious, but as a newlywed, she knew she had to give Tie Lang face, so she could only lower her head and eat. Halfway through her meal, Xu Banxue suddenly felt nauseous. She rushed out and stood in the corridor, dry heaving, but only managed to vomit some saliva, still feeling very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Hai Lu came out, patted her daughter's back, and asked, "Xue'er, did you have any bleeding last month?" "

It seems...no..." Xu Banxue's face flushed red, seemingly knowing what Hai Lu was referring to.

"Go back to your room and rest. I'll call a doctor to take your pulse."

Before Xu Banxue could answer, Hailu had already rushed out of the General's Mansion.

"Could I really be pregnant?" Xu Banxue touched her stomach. She didn't feel much, but she still felt nauseous.

Turning around, Xu Banxue saw everyone standing at the door staring at her.

"It's just... I'm just feeling unwell. I'm not pregnant," Xu Banxue hurriedly explained.

Tie Lang looked at Shi Le and asked, "Did we say anything?"

Shi Le frowned and said, "We didn't say anything."

"Then why did she say she was pregnant?" Shaye asked suspiciously.

"I'm not pregnant!" Xu Banxue angrily pushed them away and ran back to her room.

"But Mr. Yang, you and Xue'er have been married for so long. She should be pregnant by now, otherwise there might be something wrong with your health," Shaye said.

"Auntie has gone to fetch the doctor; we'll know soon enough."

After the doctor arrived, everyone crowded into Xu Banxue's room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xu Banxue blushed under their gazes. She hoped to conceive Tielang's child, yet worried that she was too young and unsure how to raise a child.

After a moment, the doctor clasped his hands and said, "Congratulations, this young mistress is pregnant. From now on, she must not be overworked; someone should take good care of her. Who will come with me back to the pharmacy to get some medicine to help with the pregnancy and prepare it for her?"

"I'll send a servant with you to get it!" Hailu smiled and went out with the doctor.

As soon as the doctor left, an overly excited Tie Lang immediately picked up Xu Banxue, shouting, "I'm going to be a father! I'm going to be a father! I'm going to be a father!"

"Put me down quickly, they're all watching!" Xu Banxue frantically patted Tie Lang's shoulder, but Tie Lang only became more carried away with his excitement. It wasn't until Ye Menglan reminded Xu Banxue that she was pregnant that Tie Lang put her on the bed, considerately covering her with a blanket and forbidding her from wandering around, telling her to give birth to the child safely.

Feeling like she had suddenly become a patient, Xu Banxue was a little depressed, but she also hoped that the child would be safe, so she had no choice but to lie obediently on the bed.

A full half hour passed before everyone left Xu Banxue's room one by one. Tie Lang originally wanted to stay and accompany the pregnant woman, but he still had to take Ruan Feifeng back to the camp, so he asked Ye Menglan to accompany her.

On the way back to Ruan Feifeng, Tie Lang kept thinking about a very important issue, which was the time and the person to practice the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon.

In terms of time, if they don't practice tonight, they might have to wait until they return from Yunnan. However, the fate of this journey is uncertain, and perhaps the seventh form of the Lustful Dragon technique will greatly increase their safety!

As for the participants, the women confirmed to participate in the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon technique include Ye Menglan, Xiaoyue, Shile, and Ruan Feifeng. The fifth is harder to decide. Could it be the scheming Ji Hanxiang?

Tie Lang, finding it difficult to make a decision, remained mostly silent the entire way. Ruan Feifeng, seeing his furrowed brow, assumed he was considering something important and didn't disturb him, unaware that his mind was filled with lustful thoughts.

After escorting Ruan Feifeng back to their encampment, the three Jurchen tribes were celebrating wildly, including over fifty Ming soldiers led by Ge Liu, who had been responsible for transporting abundant supplies and had also stayed to join in the revelry.

Tie Lang, naturally, was also pulled in to drink, while Ruan Feifeng, as the Witch King, had the right to choose; she chose to stand aside and watch them celebrate.

Half an hour later, as the revelry drew to a close, the three Jurchen tribes packed up and returned to their respective resting places. Ge Liu led the Ming army, pulling Ma Bizhu along, to Dushi City. Ruan Feifeng, however, gathered the Jurchen tribesmen she had brought with her and told them something very difficult to say, but one she had to reveal in order to stay by Tie Lang's side forever.

Initially, Ruan Feifeng thought her tribesmen would strongly oppose it, but to her surprise, they were all very calm. Some even encouraged her to stay by the side of Qiang Lang, whom they called Chong, as they believed that only with the Witch King by Tie Lang's side could their race continue to thrive.

With this, Ruan Feifeng's inner conflict was finally resolved. She removed the mask she had worn for nearly a month and asked them to take it back to their tribe and pass it on to the next Witch King. She forbade them from using force or witchcraft to decide the next Witch King, but instead, they would observe for a year to see who could save the most people with insect-based healing techniques. That person would not only be the Witch King but also the Witch Healer of the Jurchen tribe!

After reaching an agreement, Ruan Feifeng and Tie Lang sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by the Jurchen people who chatted amongst themselves. Tie Lang was frequently asked questions, and Ruan Feifeng always had to translate for him before he could answer. However, after

spending time with them, he could understand some simple greetings. They chatted until after 7 PM, when it was time for them to return to the city.

The two walked ahead, with the Jurchen people seeing them off. They walked a full mile before stopping, waving goodbye.

"Don't you feel a connection developing after spending so much time with them?" Ruan Feifeng asked.

"Yes, humans are truly strange creatures. When we were trying to cross the Broken Cloud Mountain, they captured us. At that time, I only thought they were savages who ate raw meat, and that thought only solidified later. But ever since we controlled Zhou Buxian and... everything changed. Especially after I subdued the sea beast, they all seemed to worship me like a god. They did whatever I said. If I had continued living among them, I believe that with my influence, I could have unified the three tribes and become..." Tie Lang frowned, the contents of the history book flashing through his mind. He exclaimed, "Later Jin! It's Later Jin! Later Jin later became the Manchu Qing, and eventually the Ming Dynasty was replaced by the Manchu Qing. The Qing Dynasty became the last feudal dynasty in Chinese history, followed by imperialist aggression..." Connecting

these seemingly trivial clues, Tie Lang suddenly realized a very troublesome matter—if he really intended to replace Jiajing's position, the subsequent integration of the three Jurchen tribes would become his greatest enemy, and Tie Lang remembered that the Manchu Qing seemed to have also integrated the Tatars!

However… judging from the current situation, they are all subservient to Tie Lang. If Tie Lang really does overthrow Jiajing, they will absolutely obey him as well. But man proposes, God disposes. Tie Lang still doesn't believe he can change the course of Chinese history single-handedly.

Thinking further, if Chinese history is completely altered because of his intervention, will the era he lived in also change? Some people might disappear into thin air, some might appear out of nowhere, and the relationships between nations might undergo significant changes!

Tie Lang remembers frequently visiting He Tu's website to follow the publications of authors like Luo Sen and Momo Hou. If he changes history, will Luo Sen, Momo Hou, and even He Tu still be the same people they were?

Tie Lang dared not think any further. He took a deep breath, grabbed Ruan Feifeng's hand, and asked, "Feng'er, do you think being emperor is important?"

"Why does Young Master Yang ask such a question?"

"Tell me your opinion."

"I am just a woman, so my thoughts are naturally different from Young Master Yang's. I only hope that Qing'er can live a happy life, and that will be enough for me. I have no other thoughts." "

Then I need to think carefully about my final life." Tie Lang sighed, "I really don't want anything to change because of me." "

Young Master Yang seems to have been frowning all day. Xue'er is pregnant. In about nine months, Young Master Yang will become a father. You should be happy, shouldn't you?"

"Indeed." Tie Lang hugged Ruan Feifeng tightly, pinched her waist with his devilish hand, and lewdly said, "Feng'er, let me tell you, I want you and Qing'er to both carry my children. Then you will be both my woman and my mother-in-law."

"No way!" Ruan Feifeng retorted.

"Tsk tsk, that's not up to you. I've already ejaculated inside so many times, maybe you're already pregnant, hehe."

"Young Master Yang, please don't scare me. I only hope to stay by your side, watch Qing'er grow up and have children, and occasionally hold your and Qing'er's baby. That would be my greatest happiness," Ruan Feifeng said anxiously.

Tie Lang pinched Ruan Feifeng's delicate cheek and asked, "What if you were already carrying my child?"

"Then...then...then..." Ruan Feifeng's voice trailed off, whispering, "Then I'd give birth and raise it with Young Master Yang...together..."

She then blushed and threw herself into Tie Lang's arms, crying, "I really want it, but I feel it's unlikely!"

"Hehe, then after we go to Yunnan, I'll ejaculate once every night. I don't believe I can't hit the target like the national football team!"

"The national football team? What's that?"

"Sigh! A tragic thing." Tie Lang said, "Anyway, I'll try my best. Oh, right, I have a plan for tonight, I'll tell you..."

He whispered his wicked plan in Ruan Feifeng's ear, making her blush and shake her head vigorously. But under Tie Lang's persistent pleading, she finally nodded.

After arranging for Ruan Feifeng to stay in a side room, Tie Lang prepared to carry out his wicked and lewd plan.

He first greeted Menglan, Xiaoyue, and Shile, briefly explaining the plan. Ye Menglan had never served Tielang with other women before and initially wanted to refuse, but upon learning it was for practicing the sixth form of the Lustful Dragon, she agreed. Xiaoyue naturally had no objections; her personality was like clay, and Tielang could mold her into whatever shape he wanted. As for Shile, that slut who only wanted Tielang to fuck her all day, she was naturally a hundred percent willing.

Thus, four of the five women needed were confirmed, leaving one short. After much deliberation, Tielang had no choice but to select Ji Hanxiang, a decision born of necessity. He couldn't possibly go after Youshu, Saya, Hailu, or Empress Zhang, and Xu Banxue, who could have been a candidate, was unable to participate due to her pregnancy. However, Tielang needed to appease Xu Banxue first before embarking on his wicked multi-corpse journey.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tie Lang gently stroked Xu Banxue's lower abdomen. Xu Banxue, resting her head on Tie Lang's lap, seemed to realize something and suddenly reached out to touch Tie Lang's crotch, saying, "Husband, are you thinking about naughty things?"

Before Tie Lang could answer, Xu Banxue continued, "Want to do it?"

"You're pregnant, you can't do anything reckless, otherwise it's not good for the fetus," Tie Lang said with a smile, knowing that sex was not allowed before three months of pregnancy.

"Yes, Mother just told me. But if you want, you can go to them, I won't object."

Xu Banxue's words struck a chord with Tie Lang, but as a good husband, he had to pretend to be hesitant, saying, "How can that be? I should stay by your side."

"It's alright, just remember to come back to sleep." Xu Banxue continued to stroke Tie Lang's slowly erect penis, saying, "You're so grown up now, you should still go to them, otherwise I'm afraid you'll get excited tonight and Xue'er will be in trouble."

"Then I'll come back to keep you company after I'm done." Giving Xu Banxue a deep kiss, he lowered the bed curtains and left the room.

Tie Lang bumped into Ji Hanxiang in the corridor. He was just about to go to her, but she delivered herself to his door, so it was no wonder Tie Lang was happy.

Before Tie Lang could speak, Ji Hanxiang asked, "Have you forgotten what you promised me yesterday?"

"What?" Tie Lang had indeed forgotten.

"Yesterday you didn't use acupressure on me, and you promised to try your best to unlock my Dazhong acupoint tonight. Have you forgotten?" Ji Hanxiang frowned.

Facing Ji Hanxiang, who had practically offered herself up, Tie Lang grabbed her and squeezed her breasts several times, saying, "Senior, how could I forget? Haven't I been trying for the past ten days? It's just that the acupoints are really difficult to open, so I prepared well today. You'll definitely like it. Remember, don't mention unlocking the acupoints or revealing your identity later, understand?"

Ji Hanxiang was half-believing, half-doubting, but she placed all her hopes for regaining her strength on Tie Lang, so she nodded.

Entering Ye Menglan's room with Tie Lang, Ji Hanxiang was startled.

Xiaoyue and Shile were chatting on the edge of the bed, while Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng were drinking tea at the round table.

Ji Hanxiang knew that her purpose in coming here was to have a physical relationship with Tie Lang, so wouldn't she be watched by these four women? Ji Hanxiang, unaware that they were all Tie Lang's women, almost wanted to escape the room. Seeing their smiling faces, those faint smiles seemed to foreshadow what was about to happen.

Locking the door, Tie Lang said, "I'm going to Yunnan tomorrow. It's dangerous there, and I don't know how long I'll be gone. So tonight I plan to spend some quality time with you all, so you'll remember me."

"Husband," Shi Le lifted her skirt, revealing her unusually plump vulva encased in a thong, and chuckled lewdly, "Can I remember you here?"

"Of course I don't mind. I'll fill you up completely later!" Seeing that Ji Hanxiang was still a little reserved, Tie Lang hugged her from behind, kissing her neck, and said, "I'll start with Madam Qin. You'd better watch carefully, see how valiant your husband is."

Shi Le embraced Xiao Yue, saying ambiguously, "What if people get wet watching this?"

"Then you're next."

"Young Master Yang..." Ji Hanxiang hesitated. When Tie Lang slipped his hand inside her collar and kneaded her breasts through her bodice, while his other hand slipped inside her pleated skirt and cupped her soft, warm vulva, Ji Hanxiang's mind went blank. Both of her sensitive areas were captured by Tie Lang, and all she could do was lean against him and moan softly. Her shapely body pressed against him, her firm buttocks rubbing against his crotch, already yearning for his thick penis to penetrate her.

Tie Lang whispered in Ji Hanxiang's ear, "Senior, let go of all your burdens and revel with them tonight. The more you let go, the easier it will be to unlock your 'big bell' acupoint."

"I'll let you have some fun first." Tie Lang had already pulled Ji Hanxiang's panties, which were sticky with a little honey-like fluid, down to her knees, pulled out his penis, and pressed it tightly against Ji Hanxiang's buttocks. The glans slowly slid along her buttocks towards the entrance of her hot, wet, and gently opening vulva.

As it glided past the back of her body, Tie Lang's glans touched the entrance of her vagina, where it was warm and moist. Gently! With a thrust, the glans had already parted the soft, lustful flesh.

"I won't be able to stand..." Ji Hanxiang sobbed.

"This is more exciting." Tie Lang thrust hard, inserting his entire penis inside. Then, he frantically rubbed Ji Hanxiang's breasts with both hands, while his lower body began to move. Feeling Ji Hanxiang's vagina gradually becoming wet, Tie Lang's thrusting speed gradually increased.

Soon, the room was filled with the slapping sounds of genitals colliding, drawing the attention of the other four women who had not yet been favored. Their gazes were naturally focused on the genitals still hidden in their skirts. They all wanted to see the scene of penises thrusting into vaginas, because the sound was simply too enticing.

"Xiaoyue..." Shi Le murmured.

"What's wrong, sister?"

Shi Le pulled Xiaoyue's hand and pressed it against her triangle area, saying, "Touch sister here, it's already so wet."

Xiaoyue quickly withdrew her hand, saying, "Xiaoyue doesn't dare."

"Xiaoyue, just touch it, you can even insert your fingers." Tie Lang encouraged.

"Little sister listens to her husband the most, so you know what to do, right?" Shi Le simply lay flat on the bed, her thighs pressing against Xiao Yue's thighs. She proactively lifted her skirt, parted her fiery red thong, and revealed her rosy, blossoming vulva, glistening with honey-like fluid.

Looking at her sister's private parts, Xiao Yue's face flushed red. She trembled as she reached out, sliding her hand along the slightly parted slit, her finger hovering at the entrance, unsure whether to insert it.

While she hesitated, Shi Le proactively raised her buttocks, and her finger slipped into the warm, moist opening.

"Little sister, you've seen your husband do it to me before. Now you should treat your finger like your husband's penis. You know what to do." Shi Le chuckled, sucking on her index finger, her eyes filled with a dazed look.

"Mmm." Xiaoyue responded softly, and her index finger began to slowly twitch. This unprecedented act made her blush, but the feeling of her finger being enveloped by the hot, wet, and seemingly sucking flesh was incredibly pleasurable, making her involuntarily quicken her pace.

At first, it was just one finger, but after a moment, she inserted two fingers as well.

"Sister, I want it in the back too, you put it in." Shile made a new request.

"Mmm." Gradually loosening her grip, Xiaoyue inserted her thumb into Shile's anus, while her index and middle fingers remained inside, satisfying Shile with all three fingers at the same time.

Although the pleasure from the fingers was far superior to that from the penis, Shile was still quite satisfied with having something inserted in both the front and back. Her soft moans almost drowned out Ji Hanxiang's cries of pleasure.

"It's...it's in the back..." Ji Hanxiang whimpered.

"Want to try it too?" Tie Lang, who had already torn off her clothes and bodice, brazenly grabbed and squeezed her breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples and pulling them outwards until Ji Hanxiang cried out in pain. Only then did Tie Lang release his grip, sometimes pressing her nipples inwards.

The simultaneous stimulation from above and below made Ji Hanxiang almost unable to stand. She moaned lewdly, her legs trembling, her mature face displaying a seductive charm, her inner thighs already wet with honey-like fluid.

"Feng'er, you know a woman's body best. Could you come and help?"

Ruan Feifeng put down her teacup and said, "I was talking to Xian Ni about Young Master Yang when I found out how wicked you are, still keeping it from Xue'er. If Xue'er finds out you even slept with her godmother, see how she deals with you!"

"Help me out!" Tie Lang blinked, throwing her flirtatious glances. Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I'll go help first." Ruan Feifeng stood up and went over.

Kneeling on the ground, Ruan Feifeng removed Ji Hanxiang's pleated skirt, revealing Tie Lang's large, rapidly moving penis. Ruan Feifeng gently rubbed Ji Hanxiang's engorged clitoris with her thumb.

"Ugh... what... what are you doing?" Ji Hanxiang gasped, as if struck by lightning.

"This is one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body. Feng'er will make Madam Qin understand." With that, Ruan Feifeng grabbed Ji Hanxiang's outer thighs with both hands, pressing her face against her genitals, her tongue beginning to lick Ji Hanxiang's clitoris.

"Ugh... ugh... don't do this... ah..."

Ji Hanxiang had clearly never experienced such treatment before. The strange feeling made her even more sensitive, as if she had been thrown into the sea, with raging waves crashing against her, each wave pushing her high into the air only to cruelly abandon her, leaving her to fall hundreds of feet into the ocean below.

The feeling of ecstasy and impending death constantly assaulted Ji Hanxiang's body. The penis and tongue simultaneously attacked her private parts, and she could barely bear it. She whimpered, "Young Master Yang... I'm almost there... hurry... um... hurry..."

A few days ago, Tie Lang had diligently studied the sixth form, "Dragon's Roar Spring Nest." At first, he didn't understand what "combined with the Yin-Sucking Heart Technique" meant. Later, he roughly grasped it, and understood that the most important point of the sixth form was actually "do not touch the xiphoid process." Touching the xiphoid process and then sealing the four full acupoints of the woman's body meant that the woman would die from the depletion of her yin essence, which was essentially the same as the Yin-Sucking Heart Technique. However, if the xiphoid process wasn't touched, the situation would be very different. Now was the time to use Ji Hanxiang's body as an experiment!

Tie Lang first sealed his own Dahe, Huiyin, and Tanzhong acupoints. When he felt the rapid writhing and gripping of his penis within Ji Hanxiang's vaginal opening, Tie Lang touched her four full acupoints.

"Xian Ni, hurry!" Tie Lang suddenly said.

"Hmm." Ye Menglan hurriedly picked up the porcelain bowl from the table and walked to them. Ruan Feifeng, understanding, had already stepped aside.

"It's...it's coming out..." Ji Hanxiang's whole body convulsed, and her vaginal fluid gushed out. Under the effect of the Yin-Sucking Heart Technique, her vaginal fluid gushed out in particularly large quantities, twice in a row. If Tie Lang had pressed her xiphoid process, Ji Hanxiang would probably have died from repeated orgasms by now.

Tie Lang's large penis was still blocking Ji Hanxiang's honey hole. Feeling that the entire glans was soaked in vaginal fluid, Tie Lang slowly withdrew his penis. Ye Menglan still held the penis and let it slide out slowly. The porcelain bowl was placed directly below Ji Hanxiang's vulva.

Plop!

The glans slid out, and strands of sticky, glistening vaginal fluid dripped into the porcelain bowl like dew, soon covering the bottom with a layer.

A faint pungent smell filled the room. Ye Menglan, who was directly exposed to it, didn't find the smell of vaginal fluid unpleasant. On the contrary, she found the glistening vaginal fluid incredibly tempting, almost making her want to taste it.

Ji Hanxiang was exhausted from being penetrated, so Tie Lang carried her to the bed. Just as he was about to penetrate Shi Le, he felt his erect penis being sucked by a warm little mouth. Looking down, he saw Shi Le sucking on his penis with all her might, her seductive eyes still holding a hint of innocence.

"You little slut, you're even more proactive than your husband!" Tie Lang lewdly laughed.

Shi Le spat out the penis, playing with it with her gloved hand, and said reproachfully, "Since we're going to do it anyway, you'll like it if you take the initiative, won't you?"

"Of course. Be good, stick your butt up."

"Mmm, Xiao Yue has made me all wet." Shi Le quickly turned over, her head resting on Xiao Yue's thigh, her snowy buttocks sticking up high, her vagina already open, appearing pink and deep, the flesh inside still writhing erratically, reflecting a bright, shimmering light.

Tie Lang leaned down and kissed Shi Le's honey hole, saying, "I'll satisfy your lustful desires properly."

The head of his penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina, and with a forceful thrust, the thick penis slid in completely with a "plop.

" "Ah! Husband... you're going to kill me... so thick... so full... I like it so much..."

Facing the lustful Shi Le, Tie Lang didn't need any foreplay, he just needed to thrust as hard as he could, so after less than fifteen minutes of vigorous thrusting, Shi Le couldn't take it anymore and was close to climaxing.

Tie Lang had intended to let Shi Le enjoy herself a little longer, but she was already close to climaxing. He had no choice but to press her four acupoints and collect her vaginal fluids as before. He

withdrew his still-erect penis and looked at the vaginal fluids in the porcelain bowl.

Ji Hanxiang's vaginal fluids had a strong, unpleasant odor, while Shi Le's were like fine, celestial wine. When their fluids mixed together, the unpleasant smell lessened considerably, and a faint fragrance emanated from them.

Having finished with Shi Le, Tie Lang immediately pulled Xiao Yue to his side and kissed her genitals until they were sufficiently wet. Then, he thrust his long spear inside.

Xiao Yue always seemed so shy and reserved; even when she was being pleasured intensely, she bit her thin lips, not wanting to moan. But whenever her clitoris was touched by the glans, Xiao Yue would involuntarily let out a soft moan.

Having collected Xiao Yue's vaginal fluids using the same method, Tie Lang's target turned to Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng. Looking at the two of them, a very wicked thought popped into Tie Lang's head.

After letting Ji Hanxiang, Xiaoyue, and Shile rest, Tie Lang tidied his clothes and then led Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng into Xiaoyue and Shile's room. He whispered something in their ears, making them blush, but they both nodded.

Following Tie Lang's instructions, Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng, their bodies ripe like juicy peaches, removed their clothes and stood naked by the bed. After a moment of restraint, Ruan Feifeng climbed onto the bed, covering her genitals with one hand and her breasts with the other.

"Your turn," Tie Lang said, pinching Ye Menglan's buttocks.

"Yes, I understand." Glancing at the alluring Ruan Feifeng, the naked Ye Menglan also climbed onto the bed, but instead of lying beside her, she pressed herself against her, their four breasts pressed together, rubbing slightly, their jade-white breasts now showing mottled pink, incredibly tempting.

Tie Lang stripped naked and climbed on top of them, his mouth watering as he looked at their plump, protruding genitals, almost touching. A dragon playing with two phoenixes, two phoenixes in their prime!

"Let your husband taste your honeyed juices," Tie Lang said, bending down and beginning to lick the two women's genitals with his tongue.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Hearing the women's moans, Tie Lang licked even more vigorously, occasionally pulling their labia apart and inserting his tongue, curled into a column, into their wet, fleshy openings, while inserting two fingers into the other woman's opening.

Ye Menglan and Ruan Feifeng gazed at each other, their eyes glazed. Ruan Feifeng, who had lesbian tendencies, hooked her leg around Ye Menglan's neck, kissed her lips, and, taking advantage of her moans, probed her tongue inside.

"Mmm..."

Ye Menglan's eyes widened. Having never French kissed a woman before, she found this sensation incredibly novel. With Tie Lang's tongue thrusting in and out of her honeypot, she was already aroused and submitted to both of them. She inserted her tongue into Ruan Feifeng's mouth, stirring it around, while gently swaying her snowy buttocks, letting her already engorged penis rub against Tie Lang's cheek. The constant touch of Tie Lang's lips on her clitoris brought her endless pleasure.

"It tastes so good." Tie Lang smacked his lips, tasting the nectar overflowing from Ye Menglan's honeypot and stirring it in Ruan Feifeng's, occasionally savoring the nectar sticking to his fingers.

After a moment, Tie Lang told Ruan Feifeng and Ye Menglan to raise their buttocks higher, and he first inserted his penis into Ye Menglan's honeypot.

"Whistle... Husband..." Ye Menglan trembled all over, her skin glistening with fragrant sweat, making it exceptionally white.

"I'm going to start." Tie Lang slapped Ye Menglan's buttocks. Stimulated, the flesh inside her vagina gripped his penis even tighter, the folds of flesh trembling frequently—a characteristic of the famous "Flying Dragon in the Sky" vagina. Tie Lang almost lost control and began thrusting rapidly; he didn't want Ye Menglan to ejaculate before she reached climax.

"Xian Ni, you must be feeling very comfortable, right?" Ruan Feifeng asked, her unruly hands cupping Ye Menglan's breasts, kneading them casually.

"Mmm…" Ye Menglan, seemingly drained of all her strength by his penis, simply lay on Ruan Feifeng, panting, "We're both women…mmm…you understand that feeling…"

"Very comfortable, I know." Ruan Feifeng lifted Ye Menglan's chin, her lips meeting hers, and the two women began a French kiss, tasting each other's saliva. After

a dozen or so thrusts, Tie Lang pulled out his penis and thrust it hard into Ruan Feifeng's vagina. "Ah!" Ruan Feifeng hugged Ye Menglan tightly, almost reaching the peak of sexual pleasure from the sudden fullness.

"Is it comfortable?" This time it was Ye Menglan's turn to ask her.

"So comfortable! It's hot and itchy, and a little numb." Ruan Feifeng gasped.

"How about like this?" Ye Menglan reached out and pinched Ruan Feifeng's nipple, gently twisting it.

"Ah! No... don't do that... I'll squirt..." Ruan Feifeng cried out.

At this moment, Hailu, who had just finished discussing the details of going to Yunnan with Xu Ping, passed by outside the door carrying her daughter Yourong. Upon hearing their moans, Hailu froze. The moans of the two women made her blush, and she also heard Tielang's voice.

Completely confused, Hailu quickly peeked through the window paper, and the erotic scene of one man fighting two women was nakedly exposed before her eyes. Looking at Tielang, who was vigorously having sex with the witch queen, and Ye Xianni, who was rubbing the witch queen's breasts, Hailu not only blushed, but also felt an intense itch in her certain organ.

Hailu, who could hardly breathe, looked away, not daring to look any further, and hurriedly walked towards her room.

Sitting on the bed, Hailu's mind was still filled with the lewd scenes of their intercourse. A sense of emptiness began to overwhelm her, and she reached into her underwear again, rubbing her gradually warming genitals. Yourong lay quietly asleep on the bed.

Masturbation couldn't satisfy her physical needs, but Xu Ping had become a eunuch; what could she do?

While masturbating, Hailu suddenly cried out in shock, "What's going on? Hui'er is with Xue'er's godmother,

and the Witch King too!"

The thought of her beloved son-in-law being so promiscuous caused Hailu a pang of pain, yet her hand continued to rub her private parts, seeking greater stimulation. Only

when she reached orgasm with her fingers did Hailu's thoughts become clear. She knew Tielang had affairs with Xiaoyue and Shile, but she didn't know he had even slept with Xue'er's godmother and the Witch King. The thought of the Witch King traveling with them made Hailu feel that something was about to happen.

"I really don't know what kind of sins she committed." Hailu sighed softly, her jade fingers gently stroking Yourong's rosy face.

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