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Chapter Nine of the Wind and Moon Continent: Divine Might is Unstoppable 

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The city of Hemenba is divided into an outer city and an inner city. The outer city includes the residences of ordinary people and commercial streets, while the inner city is the location of the temple, which is the residential area for the clergy. Of course, even within this inner

city, there are high-class and low-class residences. To the west of the inner city, the main street running north-south is Central Street, which connects to Dayangfang Street at its southern end.

At the junction of the two main streets, there is a triangular alley branching off to the east and north. Most of the alleys are filled with so-called high-class residences.

Among them is a three-courtyard high-class residence, which locals know is where Bishop and Lord John of Hemenba uses to entertain distinguished guests.

Ye Tianlong and his group were arranged to stay here. After arriving in Hemenba, Zuo Lanxin officially revealed her identity, and she was welcomed with great fanfare to the residence that had been prepared for her in the triangular alley. Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu, among others, were treated as Zuo Lanxin's attendants and received very good hospitality.

As for Captain Changkong, who had been dragged all the way here, he was taken to the prison and became the key witness against the Dark Knights and Gilmans. Although many who had dealings with Gilmans remained skeptical, the irrefutable eyewitness accounts and the testimony of the High Priestess made it difficult for them to speak up for Gilmans.

After some polite exchanges, Zuo Lanxin excused herself, saying she was tired from her journey and needed to wash and rest early. She then instructed Bishop John of Black Gate City to inform the other white-robed bishops that the joint meeting of the white-robed bishops of the various dioceses of the temple was scheduled for 9:00 AM the next morning.

Upon taking his leave, Bishop John immediately increased the number of patrol troops, especially around Zuo Lanxin's residence, assigning two hundred armored guards to patrol the Triangle Alley area. Anyone found acting suspiciously was to be arrested immediately.

Of course, such security measures, while seemingly rigorous, were not very effective against some highly skilled nocturnal predators. Although their movements were somewhat restricted, they could still move freely in the area.

At three in the morning, the entire city was asleep.

At this time, those intending to commit crimes should retreat to their lair.

Six ghostly figures appeared in the firebreak alley to the right of the VIP courtyard where Ye Tianlong and Zuo Lanxin were staying.

The night was pitch black, but every house in the area had a lantern hanging outside its gate, making it difficult to approach from the street. Moreover, the army patrolling the streets passed through this area every fifteen minutes.

Important areas within the houses were also illuminated by round lanterns, making movement difficult unless there were no night patrols. Places like the VIP courtyard would certainly have night guards, so trying to scale the wall was extremely risky.

One after another, the figures approached the west wing of the back courtyard from the dark, narrow firebreak alley, then suddenly soared up to the roof tiles, gliding and flashing before disappearing into the back courtyard in an instant.

Their movements were swift and skillful; the six figures appeared and vanished in less than fifteen minutes.

The layout of a three-courtyard house typically consists of a front courtyard, a middle courtyard, and a rear courtyard. Each courtyard, besides the main house, has east and west wing rooms. The middle courtyard usually also has east and west wings. In short, there are a considerable number of rooms inside. In some wealthy households, the middle courtyard is even a small garden.

The rear courtyard of the VIP residence is quite large, furnished with numerous bonsai, potted plants, small flower beds, lotus pots, and other decorative items, providing ample space for the female relatives of the VIPs to enjoy themselves.

The outer corridors of the two wings are separated by rows of latticed windows, so there are no railings. People inside the courtyard cannot easily see whether anyone is walking in the corridors. However, people inside the corridors can see the activities in the courtyard, providing a considerable degree of secrecy.

Besides the inner residence of the VIPs in the rear courtyard, both the middle and front courtyards have double security, meaning that in addition to those openly patrolling at night, there are also lurking sentries. Infiltrating the inner residence would truly require a great deal of effort.

Silence reigns, seemingly without any sentries.

Six dark figures leaped over the roof of the west wing. Though their speed was swift and they vanished in a flash, their timing and location were perfect, enough to evade the night patrol guards. However, the sentries lurking in the shadows should have been able to see them, as their deployment was intended to maintain complete control of the entire courtyard.

The situation was unpredictable and somewhat abnormal.

Along the outer corridor, close to the latticed windows, the six dark figures moved silently in the shadows of potted plants and flowers.

The inner courtyard was silent in the darkness. This three-story building was magnificent and luxurious, with carved beams and painted rafters. Every place that could be decorated was adorned with figures and mythical beasts from various temple legends, yet in the darkness, it possessed an eerie atmosphere.

The six dark figures were quite familiar with the interior, and thus easily reached the entrance to the inner courtyard.

The main room on the third floor was divided into an elegant room and a bedroom, both extremely luxuriously furnished. A pearl curtain hung outside the bedroom door; if lifted, the pearls shimmered and sparkled under the lamplight, quite pleasing to the eye.

As the two shadowy figures approached the door of the main room, straining to hear what was happening inside, they were slightly taken aback.

The faint sound emanating from within was a woman's suppressed moans, sounding incredibly painful and miserable, yet tinged with an eerie pleasure.

Exchanging a suspicious glance, the two figures couldn't resist peering through the crack in the door.

All the lights in the private room were off, except for the bedroom light, which dappled through the pearl curtain, creating an unpredictable and illuminating effect—perfect cover for the intruders.

Quietly pulling back the door, the two figures slipped into the private room. After casually closing the door behind them, they were startled by what they saw.

Through the pearl curtain, the figures were indistinct, yet perfectly clear.

A man sat on the edge of the bed, and a naked woman knelt between his legs, her head bobbing up and down beneath him.

The two figures, being experienced, naturally understood what was happening.

Although the woman's face was obscured, her silhouette alone revealed her to be exceptionally beautiful. Her back was smooth and flawless, her waist slender and graceful, and below, her full, rounded buttocks created a breathtakingly beautiful curve.

"Come in!"

Just as the two shadowy figures exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of their next move, the man inside the bedroom issued a command filled with authority.

As if hypnotized, the two figures instinctively stepped into the bedroom.

These were two men completely shrouded in black cloaks, only their eyes visible. Upon seeing the woman kneeling between the man's legs, their exposed eyes betrayed their shock.

They hadn't expected their target, the High Priestess of the Temple of Fast, to be kneeling naked before a man, performing oral services like a slave. Such a scene would be unbelievable to anyone.

"Have you seen enough? Now it's time to tell me your purpose."

A fleeting smile played on the man's lips, while Zuo Lanxin's cheeks flushed a vibrant red, a mixture of shame, nervousness, and a strange excitement.

"Is she the High Priestess?" The shadowy figure on the left pointed blankly at the naked woman before him.

"Yes... good..."

The man had barely finished speaking when the two shadowy figures instinctively raised their hands, and the hidden weapons already concealed in their grasp shot out like lightning. Two narrow-pointed needles and a willow-leaf knife, aimed at Zuo Lanxin's vital points in her back and neck. Both the needles and the knife glowed with an eerie dark blue light, clearly poisoned.

The man stretched out his right hand, seemingly casually waving it in front of him, as if shooing away annoying flies. The narrow-edged needle and willow-leaf dagger vanished like withered leaves in a gust of wind.

"Not bad, your dark power seems to have reached forty percent of its strength. It seems you've put in a lot of effort."

As he spoke, the man's left hand moved down, caressing Zuo Lanxin's pink cheeks, cherry lips, and jade-like neck, then playing with her warm, firm, and tender breasts.

With the man's actions, Zuo Lanxin let out an unbearable moan. Being watched and played with by two men, who were also assassins who wanted to kill her, she felt a burning heat throughout her body.

She was the Holy High Priestess of the temple, and her upbringing had taught her to be chaste and pure. Now, she was doing such a shameless thing in front of strange men. But contrary to the intense guilt in her heart, a raging fireball rose deep in her lower abdomen, and it rapidly expanded.

What humiliated and shamed her even more was the surging spring tide within her flower path, with uncontrollable nectar overflowing. Without the cover of pubic hair, her smooth, delicate petals shimmered with a crystalline light, soaked in dense nectar.

The two intruding assassins could hardly believe their eyes; the scene before them almost made them think they were dreaming.

Their hidden weapons, launched with all their might, had never missed before, yet now the man had so effortlessly neutralized them. Moreover, this man had so readily discerned their martial arts prowess, and the High Priestess of the Fast Temple was behaving like a lowly slave before him.

Anyone who heard this would find it unbelievable.

"Even if you didn't say anything, I knew your identities and intentions,"

the man said in a nonchalant tone, seemingly disregarding the two assassins before him. He pulled Zuo Lanxin up with one hand and began his complete violation and toying of her, oblivious to everyone else.

With her back to the two assassins, Zuo Lanxin straddled Ye Tianlong's lap, her fiery vulva engulfing his erect penis. The intense, penetrating sensation made her vision blur, and the overwhelming shame nearly brought her to tears.

Feeling the man's hand on her full, snowy buttocks, Zuo Lanxin's beautiful brows furrowed, her starry eyes misty, and her cherry lips trembled. She clung to the man's head and neck, slowly thrusting her slender waist up and down.

A sense of unreality washed over the two assassins, and escape became their instinctive thought.

"You won't escape from me, Ye Tianlong!"

Seemingly sensing their thoughts, the man abruptly lifted his head from Zuo Lanxin's body, his eyes flashing with a cold, arrow-like light that instantly froze the blood of the two assassins.

Unable to describe the feeling, the two assassins suddenly felt an extreme fear and trembling. The dark energy emanating from Ye Tianlong made their limbs weak, as if the dark power they had cultivated for many years no longer belonged to them.

With two thuds, these two assassins, who knew nothing of death and had never been afraid, finally succumbed to the immense pressure and collapsed to their knees.

It could be said that encountering Ye Tianlong was their greatest misfortune. Because they practiced the dark power secretly passed down by the Dark Clan, they could fight against any opponent. But Ye Tianlong possessed a demonic aura that could completely suppress them.

Ye Tianlong frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and two streams of dark energy, like arrows released from a bow, struck the two assassins between the eyebrows. They didn't even utter a sound before collapsing dead to the ground.

"Arrest those bastards outside!"

After giving the order, Ye Tianlong gripped Zuo Lanxin's slender waist with both hands and began to move her rapidly up and down. Zuo Lanxin, already extremely sensitive due to tension and shame, couldn't withstand Ye Tianlong's actions. In no time, she was moaning softly, her breasts heaving, her eyes overflowing with tears, and beads of fragrant sweat appearing on her body. Ye

Tianlong and his men had known about the assassins' infiltration of the VIP courtyard for some time; every move they made was being watched by Yuzhu.

The assassins' plan was quite meticulous; four assassins were positioned to provide backup, allowing for both offense and defense. However, they hadn't anticipated that Zuo Lanxin would be accompanied by Ye Tianlong and Yuzhu. The difference in strength between the two sides was almost astronomical, rendering even the most meticulously planned strategy meaningless.

Although the four assassins were considered masters of the dark arts, they were utterly insignificant in Yu Zhu's eyes. Having been ordered to act, she easily subdued them in a single move.

Receiving Yu Zhu's telepathic report, Ye Tianlong channeled his dark energy, delivering a powerful blow straight to the heart of the enemy. The already disoriented Zuo Lanxin let out a soft moan, her body collapsing onto Ye Tianlong. Her nostrils flared, her cheeks flushed, and she clutched Ye Tianlong's head and neck, breathing heavily against him.

"Now it's time for us to set off."

Ye Tianlong picked up Zuo Lanxin, placed her on the bed, and tossed her a white robe.

"Put this on, let's go down!"

Still panting, Zuo Lanxin picked up the robe, her face even more rosy. After the climax, appearing naked before everyone in the robe, the stimulation and tension filled Zuo Lanxin with immense shame, yet also a deep sense of release and relief.

Sensing the change in Zuo Lanxin's heart, Ye Tianlong's lips curled into a wicked smile.

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