[Fantasy] The Song of the Six Dynasties (Complete) - 9

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Chapter Seven.

"I'm a businessman."

Tao Hongmin leaned back in his chair, toying with his teacup, and said leisurely, "I'm just doing business."

Tao's Money Shop was having a good talk with Jia Shixian when he suddenly appeared and stole her away. Cheng Zongyang knew that Tao Wu would come knocking sooner or later, but he didn't expect him to be so eager, blocking the road to invite her as soon as he received the news.

Cheng Zongyang spoke first: "Master Tao's business is quite remarkable. Even the Song Dynasty court has to borrow money from you."

"What kind of loan?"

Tao Hongmin sighed, "It's just toll money."

"Forty thousand gold coins for toll money, that's no small amount."

Cheng Zongyang pretended to be curious and said, "There's something I don't know if I should ask—what kind of business does Master Tao do in the Song Dynasty?"

"Where is the forty thousand?"

Tao Hongmin didn't answer his question, but instead held up one finger, "A whole million gold coins! Five years term, one percent annual interest!"

One percent annual interest, that's practically free. Cheng Zongyang was taken aback, then his anger flared. He knew that when Meng Laoda borrowed money from Tao's Money House, the monthly interest rate was a whopping four percent!

Tao Wu lent money at exorbitant interest rates to Meng Laoda for his war effort, and then repaid it to the Song Dynasty court at practically free interest to fight Meng Laoda again—this was utterly unethical!

Cheng Zongyang picked up his teacup, took a sip, suppressed his anger, and after a long while smiled, "Master Tao, you've done a good job."

Tao Hongmin said, "Let's be frank—Brother Cheng, do you think that I, Tao Hongmin, am lending money to Boss Meng while simultaneously lending money to the Song Dynasty, letting them fight to the death so that my Tao's Money House can profit from the middle? Isn't that incredibly dishonest?"

Cheng Zongyang retorted, "Isn't that so?"

Tao Hongmin smiled bitterly, "Brother Cheng, you don't think this money came from my entire Tao family, do you? Let me tell you..." This money was actually a deal between the Qingzhou General Chamber of Commerce and Grand Tutor Jia. The Qingzhou General Chamber of Commerce, in the name of our Tao Family Money Shop, provided a loan of one million gold coins to the Song Dynasty court. The Song government guaranteed that Qingzhou merchants could conduct business safely within Song territory. To put it bluntly, this was a disguised tax levied on Qingzhou by the Song court.”

Grand Tutor Jia was ruthless. Cheng Zongyang remembered when he was in Qingzhou, Grand Tutor Jia had blocked traffic between Yunshui, forcing Qingzhou merchants to submit. Now, having extorted a preferential loan of one million gold coins, the return was quite substantial.

Moreover, fearing this money wouldn't be enough, he planned to use 400,000 gold coins as principal to issue five times the amount of paper money, totaling an additional 2.6 million gold coins in fiscal revenue—Cheng Zongyang finally understood where the funds for Grand Tutor Jia's special expenditure plan came from.

One could imagine that this huge sum was a matter of life and death for the cash-strapped Song Dynasty.

It's important to understand that the Song Dynasty's financial hole wasn't limited to Jiangzhou alone; the most critical issue lay in the fiscal predicament caused by the forced implementation of the Fangtian Equal Tax Law.

Providing one million gold coins was already the limit Qingzhou merchants could afford, but it was still a drop in the ocean compared to the Song Dynasty's deficit. From this perspective, Jia Shixian's issuance of paper money to alleviate the crisis was a last resort.

However, Tao Hongmin's hasty arrival to meet him certainly wasn't about lending money to both sides of the conflict.

Sure enough, Tao Hongmin changed the subject: "In terms of generosity, even I, Tao Wu, am astonished by Brother Cheng's boldness. Four hundred thousand in principal, two million in paper money, five branches, readily available! Brother Cheng's move leaves me, Tao Wu, utterly impressed."

Cheng Zongyang said, "To be honest, before meeting Grand Tutor Jia today, I myself didn't know such a thing would happen. Tao Wu, you wouldn't be here to vent your anger over the money shop, would you?"

Tao Hongmin laughed heartily: "Vent my anger! This is hot... " "I, Tao Wu, am too busy throwing away this hot potato. It's rare for Brother Cheng to be so righteous, pulling chestnuts out of the fire for me. Besides being 'impressed,' I, Tao Wu, must also write a 'thank you' to Brother Cheng."

Cheng Zongyang said with a wry smile, "So, Master Tao Wu doesn't think much of this money exchange business."

Tao Hongmin laughed, "Five times the principal, ready to redeem at any time—who would agree to these conditions? Brother Cheng may be willing to be crazy, but I, Tao Wu, am not."

Cheng Zongyang sat up straight. "Really?"

Tao Hongmin's smile remained unchanged, but his expression became solemn. "Brother Cheng, I don't know if you've gone mad, but to have our Tao Family Money Shop survived this long, do you know what our first rule is?"

Tao Hongmin held up a finger and slowly said, "Don't be the first in the world!"

Cheng Zongyang stroked his chin. "Is that my famous saying?"

"That's right."

Tao Hongmin said, "Whether this money shop business will be profitable, I, Tao Wu, admit I have no idea. In my opinion, the risks far outweigh the rewards. Since Brother Cheng is so confident, why not do it for a few years first? Although my Tao family isn't considered a major family in Qingzhou, we still have some money. To put it bluntly, we're more wealthy than Brother Cheng. If it really proves profitable, then my Tao family can follow the rules."

"...Master Tao Wu is quite calculating."

"Well? Wasn't I frank enough, brother?"

Tao Hongmin patted his shoulder forcefully. "If anyone in the world wants to make paper money a reality, I, Tao Wu, am the first! If Brother Cheng can blaze a new trail, I don't care about anyone else, I, Tao Wu, will definitely follow in your footsteps! Brother Cheng, do your best! I have high hopes for you!"

Tao Hongmin didn't linger, stating frankly that today's events had exceeded his expectations and that he needed to immediately report to Tao's Money House and the Qingzhou General Chamber of Commerce. He would come back to thank Cheng Zongyang for his selfless act of "taking the fall for him." Cheng Zongyang

was both amused and exasperated. Who would have thought that even Tao's Money House was so afraid of issuing paper money? What seemed like a great opportunity to him appeared to others as if he, a fool, was happily drinking poison as if it were fine wine.

Cheng Zongyang suddenly stamped his foot: he had been hesitant and timid, fearing unpredictable consequences for the Jiangzhou battle, and hadn't dared to openly oppose the Black Demon Sea. But now that he had a large sum of money in his grasp, what did the Black Demon Sea's threat matter?

A thought struck him, and Cheng Zongyang immediately said, "Don't go back to the city! Turn around! Go to Cuiwei Garden!"

"Master!"

The young master, nicknamed "High IQ" by Yue Niaoren, approached him, his face full of obsequious flattery. In just one day, his resentment and suspicion towards him seemed to have transformed into trust and gratitude; his eyes almost held a hint of worship.

"The tricks Master taught me really worked!"

the young master said gleefully. "I just tried them out, and this vixen is screaming and yelling!"

Cheng Zongyang glanced at Ruan Xiangning; the young lady had her head slightly lowered, a blush rising on her jade cheeks, and a hint of mockery well hidden in her eyes.

Gao Yanei seemed even more smug than Cheng Zongyang himself. He'd spent the last two days in the waterside pavilion of Cuiwei Garden, occasionally appearing with his arm around Lin Niangzi, his face flushed, seemingly extremely satisfied.

Compared to the shy and bashful demeanor of the beautiful woman beside him, no one would suspect Gao Yanei had been up to something in his bedroom these past few days.

But Cheng Zongyang knew the boy hadn't actually done anything; he'd just been sleeping soundly in his bedroom. His poor complexion was hardly surprising.

As for his admiration, aside from the little tricks Cheng Zongyang had taught him, a large part of it was thanks to Lin Niangzi.

"Want to learn a little more? Easy,"

Cheng Zongyang said with a smile, "Go to Xiyu Restaurant and buy me a fish soup."

"Okay!"

Gao Yanei was about to call for someone excitedly, but Cheng Zongyang stopped him: "You call a servant to buy things for your master? Have you no sincerity? Go yourself."

"Master!"

Gao Yanei protested, "This trip will take one or two hours!"

"A bowl of fish soup for a real skill, and you're still being picky? Why don't you go swim in West Lake for half an hour, and I'll teach you when you get back?"

Swimming in the lake in this freezing weather is a death sentence, even Ao Run knows. Gao Yanei immediately clasped his hands and said, "Disciple understands! Master, take care! Disciple is off!"

Cuiwei Garden was in chaos. Gao Yanei shouted and yelled, and with his carriage and servants, he left the garden like the wind, heading to Xiyu Tower in the city. Ruan Xiangning raised her eyes, revealing a shy and grateful look. "Young Master Cheng, this concubine..." Take a break for an advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so good you'll faint. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

As she spoke, her voice choked up, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful.

Cheng Zongyang had no interest in listening to her humiliating and hypocritical talk about her dealings with Gao Yanei, so he interrupted her.

"Doraemon!"

Ruan Xiangning's tearful eyes dimmed instantly, then a strange light appeared in them.

"Still acting,"

Cheng Zongyang sneered, "Are you trying to say you were forced, wanting to know how your husband, Instructor Lin, is doing? Is he suffering from hunger and cold in prison? Give me a break."

Having her secret exposed, Ruan Xiangning showed no shock or shame; only a blank smile graced her beautiful face.

That day, she had used a meditation technique on herself in the mirror, but Cheng Zongyang had taken advantage of the situation, planting two commands deep within her consciousness—when reading hypnosis novels, Cheng Zongyang's biggest worry was that the protagonist's hypnotic commands lacked originality. Every time he read, he worried for the protagonist, wondering how they would handle it if those commands overlapped with something someone else casually said.

But Cheng Zongyang believed that in this world, the instructions he gave to Ruan Xiangning would never lead to such an embarrassing situation.

Upon receiving the instruction, Ruan Xiangning immediately entered a state of deep meditation, the effect as if a switch had been installed in her brain—this was likely due to Ning Yuji's magical power.

Cheng Zongyang now knew that Ruan Xiangning, due to her physical condition, could not cultivate martial arts and was indeed unfamiliar with them, but she possessed another ability: meditation.

This spell, originating from the Black Demon Sea, was an ancient form of witchcraft. Ruan Xiangning's unsuitable physique for martial arts made her an ideal candidate for practicing meditation. Once activated through her eyes, meditation could trap the target in a dream from which they could not escape.

Of course, there were also strict conditions for using meditation; otherwise, the Black Demon Sea could have easily taken over Xingyue Lake simply by sending Ruan Xiangning to approach Boss Meng.

There were two ways to hypnotize someone using meditation: one was when the target's consciousness was weak and easily manipulated, like Gao Yanei. Another type is absolute trust in the caster, like Lin Chong, who unknowingly fell into his wife's trap.

Ruan Xiangning herself had no cultivation, and since she cast the spell on her reflection in the mirror, the effect of her meditation technique was almost maximized, allowing Cheng Zongyang to gain a huge advantage. Cheng Zongyang, brimming with smug satisfaction, came to Cuiwei Garden specifically to find Ruan Xiangning. Now that the "highly intelligent" young master had been sent away, and there was no one else in the entire pavilion, there was no need to be polite with her.

Cheng Zongyang reached out and unbuttoned Ruan Xiangning's clothes, saying, "Did that brat touch you?"

As soon as he spoke, Ruan Xiangning sensed something, her whole being coming to life with a radiant smile, her breath sweet as orchids as she softly replied, "No, he fell asleep as soon as he entered the room."

"He didn't even hold your hand?"

Ruan Xiangning shook her head. "No."

Cheng Zongyang pinched her smooth skin. "That kid is really unlucky."

Ruan Xiangning's smile remained unchanged, showing no discomfort at his advances.

Cheng Zongyang, however, was in no hurry to seduce her. He stared into her eyes and asked, "In all your years in Lin'an, who have you used the Meditation Technique on?"

This was Cheng Zongyang's most pressing concern. Just how large was the net woven by the Black Demon Sea? How far did its tentacles reach?

He couldn't afford to be careless. He added, "There's no need to mention Instructor Lin."

Ruan Xiangning went on to name a few others, all insignificant neighbors. Because Black Demon Sea messengers frequently visited the Lin residence, the neighbors inevitably noticed, and she used the Meditation Technique to remedy the situation. Then she said, "And Jin'er."

"That little maid?"

Cheng Zongyang asked, "Isn't she one of your Black Demon Sea's people?"

Ruan Xiangning shook her head.

"What did you use the Meditation Technique on her to do?"

Ruan Xiangning blushed slightly. "My husband has never been able to touch me, and I couldn't bear it... So sometimes I had Jin'er serve him in my place, but neither of them knew."

"...You really are a virtuous wife."

Letting her husband and the maid sleep together, and keeping them both in the dark, that's really despicable.

Cheng Zongyang said irritably, "Is there anything else?"

"And my sister."

Cheng Zongyang's heart skipped a beat. Ruan Xiangning, the Enchanting Jade Belt? He immediately asked, "Why?"

Ruan Xiangning was completely oblivious at this moment, and a look of half sarcasm and half jealousy appeared on her face.

"I am only two years younger than my elder sister, yet she has surpassed me tenfold in everything since childhood. Due to my physical limitations, I cannot practice martial arts, while my sister has been a disciple of Xiao Bi Tan since childhood. I have a nominal marriage with Instructor Lin, while my sister married Chief Escort Li, and they live harmoniously. I must always carefully conceal my identity, while my sister can roam the martial world with great fanfare."

Ruan Xiangning seemed to be talking to herself, revealing her innermost secrets without reservation.

The difference in their status fueled Ruan Xiangning's jealousy of her elder sister, and she finally couldn't resist casting a spell on her, causing this originally forthright woman to become unusually obsessed with fame and fortune, her enthusiasm for money and status even surpassing her concern for herself.

Looking at this beautiful young woman before him, Cheng Zongyang felt as if he were seeing a seductive venomous snake.

He finally understood why Li Shishi's mother had shamelessly indulged in debauchery with a group of wealthy and wicked young men for money and official positions—it was all her good sister's doing.

"Do you know what you've done?"

Ruan Xiangning smiled smugly. "Of course I know. That day she went to Cuiwei Garden, and I gave her instructions beforehand. After she returned from Cuiwei Garden, I used a meditation technique to inquire about her situation there. Although my sister is a female knight-errant in the martial arts world, she's actually obsessed with fame and fortune. Give her a little bit of fame and fortune, and she'll do anything. This phoenix of hers is less than a pheasant in this young master's eyes; what face will she have to put on airs in front of me in the future?"

This vile woman is truly vicious! Cheng Zongyang's anger flared, and he immediately wanted to slap her. But then he thought better of it and held back; giving her a slap would be too easy.

Cheng Zongyang sneered, "You really have the heart to do this to your own sister!"

Ruan Xiangning replied, "If my sister hadn't been so greedy for fame and fortune and so vain, how could I have succeeded so easily? I was merely adding fuel to the fire."

If the woman before him possessed the cultivation of Jian Yuji or Quan Yuji, Cheng Zongyang would have had to think twice. If her Meditation Technique wasn't as powerful as he imagined, he might easily be torn to pieces. But Ning Yuji had no cultivation whatsoever; if they fought, he could easily subdue her with a single finger.

With this confidence, Cheng Zongyang stopped getting angry and became even more composed. He lifted her chin with his finger and said with a smile, "Such a beautiful little mouth. Has anyone kissed it?"

Ruan Xiangning showed a hint of shyness and shook her head slightly.

“Alright, stick out your tongue.”

Ruan Xiangning obediently opened her mouth, revealing her smooth, tender tongue. Cheng Zongyang cupped her beautiful face, then lowered his head and took her small mouth into his, kissing her red lips and smooth tongue. Finally, he extended his tongue into her warm mouth for a deep French kiss.

As Ruan Xiangning kissed him, she pressed her voluptuous body against him, letting his hands roam and caress her body. She was physically weak, and soon she was panting softly under Cheng Zongyang's kisses.

After a long while, Cheng Zongyang released her mouth, a wicked smile on his face, and said, “Beautiful Ruan Xiangning, your master wants to play a fun game with you…”

If Ruan Xiangning still had some affection for Lin Chong, the way she treated her own sister showed what kind of heart this vile woman had. There was no need to be too polite to such a person.

Cheng Zongyang followed suit, taking a brush and drawing a five-by-six square on a piece of plain paper.

“My beautiful Ning, these squares represent your age. Every time your master crosses one out, you become a year younger, understand?”

Cheng Zongyang embraced Ruan Xiangning, blacking out each square with a pen. After a moment, he stopped writing: “My beautiful Ning, how old are you now?”

Ruan Xiangning’s appearance remained unchanged, but her eyes revealed a girlish charm. She said in a soft and delicate voice, “Seventeen.”

“Do you know what day it is today?”

Ruan Xiangning blinked a few times quickly, “I don’t remember…”

Cheng Zongyang said leisurely, “Today is your wedding day, and your husband is me.”

He then said with a mischievous smile, “Tonight is our wedding night, and next, your husband will deflower you.”

A blush suddenly rose on Ruan Xiangning’s jade-like face, her beautiful eyes shimmering, her expression infinitely shy.

She lowered her head, and after a moment whispered, "But my husband is Instructor Lin..."

"Instructor Lin is busy, so I'll take care of him,"

Cheng Zongyang said easily. "What? Don't you believe me?"

"I wouldn't dare,"

Ruan Xiangning raised her eyes, glancing shyly at the man before her, then softly said, "My lord..."

Ruan Xiangning was clearly a woman nearing thirty, yet her every move exuded the charm of a young girl. Coupled with the influence of the Meditation Technique, she felt an almost instinctive trust in the man before her.

That blend of mature womanly charm, youthful sentiment, and gentle, submissive demeanor deeply moved Cheng Zongyang.

Since she was a bride, how could she be without a veil? Thinking this, Cheng Zongyang picked up a red silk pillowcase from the couch and draped it over Ruan Xiangning's head, then patted her shoulder.

Ruan Xiangning was completely under the influence of the Meditation Technique; she obediently knelt on the ground, her heart pounding like a deer.

A moment later, there was a slight movement in front of her, and a hot phallus emerged from under the pillowcase. A voice then said, "Give your master a blowjob."

Ruan Xiangning treated that voice as an imperial command, without the slightest doubt. She opened her red lips, took her master's phallus into her mouth, and began to suck and swallow it meticulously.

“Little beauty, lift the veil a little.”

The beautiful woman obediently pulled up the pillowcase slightly, revealing her delicate lips, which were holding a phallus in her mouth.

Her pink cheeks tightened from the sucking, and with each thrust of the phallus, the glans repeatedly penetrated her warm mouth, causing her delicate cheeks to bulge and reveal the outline of the glans.

Ruan Xiangning’s mouth was exquisitely shaped, her lips red and vibrant, like delicate lotus blossoms. With each swallow, a strand of saliva spilled from the corner of her lips, swaying gently, adding to her allure. With a soft pop

, the phallus was withdrawn from her mouth, and Cheng Zongyang laughed, “How does it taste?”

Ruan Xiangning’s cheeks flushed red, and she said in a soft voice, “My lord’s phallus is so hot and big… such a strong masculine scent…”

“Remember this scent well,”

Cheng Zongyang whispered in her ear, “From now on, whenever you smell this scent, whether you like it or not, your body will start to itch—remember?”

Ruan Xiangning whispered, “Yes, my lord.”

A soft laugh came from beside her ear.

“Good girl.”

Then Ruan Xiangning suddenly felt light, and somehow she flew up and landed on the couch.

Gao Yanei was extremely extravagant. The bed in his bedroom was large and wide, with pillars at the four corners, carved on three sides, and two layers of gauze curtains. There were small boxes for storing items and a small folding table on the side of the couch, which could be used for drinking and feasting, just like a small house. The

couch was covered with a mat and thick brocade cushions and quilts, and falling on it felt like being on a cloud. Ruan Xiangning’s heart was in turmoil. She was about to get up when a pair of hands pressed her down, and then those hands unbuttoned her clothes one by one.

Cheng Zongyang unbuttoned Ruan Xiangning’s outer garment and inner garment one by one, revealing a peach-colored bodice underneath.

The young woman’s bare arms and soft fragrance Her shoulders, gleaming against the brocade, appeared smooth and radiant. Her breasts, round and full, encased in a bodice, rippled alluringly at the slightest touch.

As Cheng Zongyang looked at her, he removed her skirt, pulling down her crimson silk trousers embroidered with white orchids to her feet, revealing her smooth, white legs.

Ruan Xiangning, veiled, lay sprawled on the couch, her jade-like body at her master's mercy. Soon, her clothes were stripped away, leaving only a bodice covering her beautiful body.

Exposed like this, Ruan Xiangning instinctively felt a pang of shame. The red silk veil on her head billowed slightly with her breath, revealing her inner turmoil.

But under her master's command, she remained obediently open... With her legs spread wide, she meticulously followed her master's orders, revealing her virginity.

Although Ruan Xiangning couldn't practice martial arts, she was, after all, a concubine of the Black Demon Sea. At this moment, she held nothing back before her master, her legs stretched straight out, easily forming a perfect split, displaying extraordinary flexibility.

Her figure was similar to that of Ruan Xianglin and her mother, both petite and exquisitely beautiful women, but with well-proportioned bodies. Now, with her legs spread wide, they appeared even longer and more slender. What

first attracted Cheng Zongyang's attention was, of course, the concubine's private parts. For Cheng Zongyang, the smooth, unobstructed feeling between her thighs when a woman exposed her private parts was what most aroused his instinctive reaction.

He opened his palm, as if to caress... Like a piece of porcelain, the hair began at the young woman's knees, tracing the smooth skin of her inner thighs all the way to the toes of her other beautiful leg.

Ruan Xiangning's lower body resembled a lotus petal blooming below her abdomen. Influenced by Western adult films, Cheng Zongyang disliked thick, messy pubic hair; the "white tiger" (a

pubic area often considered taboo) was more likely to pique his interest. Although Ruan Xiangning wasn't naturally "white-tigered," her pubic hair was neatly arranged, each strand nestled in her soft, white mons pubis, the base of the hairs clearly visible against the smooth, white skin. Compared to his previous virgin, this still-virgin woman's genitals were noticeably more mature; her exposed vulva was a deep, reddish-brown, soft and alluring, brimming with the charm of a blooming flower.

"Uh..."

Ruan Xiangning bit her red lips, letting out a low groan of pain under the veil.

Cheng Zongyang placed a hand on the young woman's private parts and pressed it; it was indeed the feel of a virgin, smooth and supple yet resilient, tight and fresh.

Cheng Zongyang released his hand, undressing himself while admiring the beautiful young woman on the bed.

Ruan Xiangning lay between the brocade quilt and her own clothes, her fair body as flawless as a fine porcelain vase. Although she was still a virgin, she was approaching thirty, her smooth body possessing the fullness and radiance of a young woman.

Her bones were slender, yet her figure was remarkably full. Her fair, smooth flesh was as silky as jade, without appearing bloated at all. Every movement exuded allure, making Cheng Zongyang unable to help but admire the mature and sensual beauty of this woman.

Compared to Ruan Xianglin's body, the two sisters were undoubtedly very similar, except one was still a virgin, while the other was a woman who had engaged in promiscuous sex.

In comparison, Ruan Xiangning's skin was more delicate than her sister's, while Ruan Xianglin possessed a more

wanton and seductive charm than her younger sister. Cheng Zongyang bent down and embraced Ruan Xiangning, feeling as if he were holding a warm, soft, and fragrant body. The young woman's body was warm, her voluptuous flesh full of elasticity, emitting a captivating fragrance.

Cheng Zongyang reached into her bodice, touching soft, fragrant flesh like jade. Her breasts were full and round, with small nipples that hardened and became erect at the slightest touch of his fingers.

Ruan Xiangning felt as if she had returned to her wedding night when she was seventeen. Only this time, when Lin Chong lifted her veil, her smile had lulled the young hero to sleep. This day, she would continue the unfinished business of that night.

A voice whispered in her ear, "You should be wet."

Under the control of the Meditation Technique, the voice entered her ears, and her body reacted instantly. Ruan Xiangning felt a sudden heat in her lower body, and her flower bud immediately became wet.

"Ha!"

Cheng Zongyang placed a hand on her lower body, the wetness on his fingertips making him chuckle. He had only wanted to test the effect of the Meditation Technique, but he hadn't expected her to actually be wet.

Playing with Ruan Xiangning's jade-like body, Cheng Zongyang pondered how to deflower this beautiful young woman.

Ruan Xiangning's snowy buttocks were alluring, white and tender, like a beautiful piece of white jade. Riding on her and deflowering this beautiful woman from behind would surely be a delightful experience.

But her pair of white, plump breasts were equally alluring, coupled with her beautiful face and captivating eyes. The fact that her virginity wasn't shown during the act of breaking her hymen made it less enjoyable.

For any other woman, a normal sexual position would undoubtedly be the best choice, leaving both parties with a beautiful first night memory. But for the Black Demon Sea's concubine, Cheng Zongyang felt it was somewhat unfair to himself.

Chapter Eight:

Ruan Xiangning's body went limp from his caresses. Just as her hands finally left her body, a hot, hard object slipped under her veil and pressed against her cheek.

Ruan Xiangning turned her eyes and saw the penis she had just kissed. Smelling her master's genitals, a strange tingling sensation immediately spread through her body; it seemed every inch of her skin was anticipating its entry…

The penis lifted, pulling back the pillowcase that served as a veil. Before her was a naked man's body, his muscles firm and taut, his skin smelling of sunshine.

His broad, thick chest muscles and sharply defined abdominal muscles bulged powerfully, his arms and legs were strong and agile, making him appear young and vigorous.

Ruan Xiangning looked at her master with an almost adoring gaze. Her supple, white body was smooth and alluring, appearing even more voluptuous and sensual in contrast to her master's young and muscular physique, full of feminine charm.

Under the influence of the Meditation Technique, even if Cheng Zongyang forcibly deflowered this beauty like a sadist, she would accept it without resistance. He could do whatever he wanted with her, and afterward, he only needed to make her forget that memory, as if it had never happened—unfortunately, he couldn't do that.

Cheng Zongyang regretted that he lacked the indifferent personality of that brat; even if Ruan Xiangning wasn't a good person, he couldn't bear to harm her beautiful body.

"My lord..."

the young woman called out coquettishly.

Cheng Zongyang gently turned Ruan Xiangning over, her beautiful white body obediently turning to the side.

Ruan Xiangning lay prone on the couch, her knees bent, her jade-like legs stretched out straight, her snow-white buttocks arching back, her slender waist twisting gently. Her upper body turned to one side, her peach-colored bodice slipping down, revealing most of her round, snow-white breasts.

Her face was flushed, gold earrings adorning her cheeks, her eyes slightly reddened, her beautiful, watery eyes shimmering.

Cheng Zongyang whispered a few instructions in her ear, and Ruan Xiangning obediently nodded. Then, she steadied herself by holding onto the bed railing with one hand, and with the other, she reached behind her buttocks, parting her white flesh to reveal her luscious vulva.

Cheng Zongyang leaned down and placed his penis in her hand.

The beautiful young woman, like an obedient wife, obediently guided the phallus to her vulva, then parted her moist petals, gently clamping the glans with her soft labia. She arched her hips, bringing her tender opening close to her master's penis, and said in a sweet voice, "My lord, please deflower me."

Cheng Zongyang reached into her bodice, grasping one of her full breasts, then thrust his hips forward, his penis squeezing into her small, fleshy opening. The young woman's lower body was wet and sticky; the glans slid into her honeyed orifice with a slight effort, feeling its tightness and warmth.

Ruan Xiangning's jade-like body trembled slightly, her fair skin shimmering with a radiant glow. Her snow-white buttocks were full and round; from behind, the white flesh was pressed inward by the thick, hard penis, the red flesh inside stretched open, clear, lustful fluid constantly gushing from between the folds.

Ruan Xiangning winced in pain, her beautiful brows furrowing, then suddenly cried out softly, biting her lip.

Cheng Zongyang opened his palm and grasped her smooth, white buttocks, kneading them a few times. "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt too much."

He said this almost every time he deflowered someone, just a casual remark, but to the beautiful young woman beneath him, it had an unexpected effect.

Cheng Zongyang thrust his hips forward, his penis forcefully penetrating the woman's honeyed depths, entering her virgin flower.

Ruan Xiangning's round, snowy buttocks paused slightly, her smooth flesh trembling and bouncing up. Her wet, moist opening caved in, then bulged open, swallowing the thick, hard penis.

A moment later, a stream of bright red blood oozed from her opening, staining his penis crimson.

"My lord's penis is thick... hard..."

Ruan Xiangning said in a trembling, delicate voice, "It's hot and big, so strong... it goes deep into my little hole..."

"Beautiful Ruan, how does it feel to be deflowered?"

"It feels like being bitten by an ant..."

Ruan Xiangning smiled, "My lord said it doesn't hurt, and it really doesn't hurt."

"Really?"

Cheng Zongyang spread Ruan Xiangning's snowy buttocks with some disbelief. He saw her soft, luscious labia spread open like flower petals, with traces of blood at the entrance, more than when Yan'er was deflowered. The

psychological pleasure of deflowering is far greater than the physical pleasure. After all, it's the woman's first time, and the man shouldn't be too unrestrained.

When Cheng Zongyang deflowered Yan'er, he only used half the strength and the little girl could hardly bear it. Ruan Xiangning didn't feel too much pain? Perhaps it's because she's a few years older and her body can withstand much more pain than Yan'er's.

Since she herself said it didn't hurt, Cheng Zongyang held back no longer, thrusting his penis in all the way.

Ruan Xiangning lay on the couch, Cheng Zongyang straddled her, pressing against her plump, white buttocks and thrusting forcefully. His thick, hard penis slid in and out of her honey hole, his firm abdominal muscles slapping against her smooth, white buttocks with a loud slapping sound.

Now that he was free, Cheng Zongyang immediately felt the wonder of a virgin. The young woman's untouched honey hole was tight and warm, and with each thrust, his penis left its mark a little deeper into her unexplored honey hole. With the in and out of his penis, the virgin beneath him gradually became a genuine young woman.

Ruan Xiangning's body tilted to the side, one jade-like leg bent at the knee and raised, the other leg stretched straight, her alabaster buttocks parted, revealing her secret place.

Her crotch was covered in the blood of her virginity, which continued to flow with each thrust of the penis, yet her expression was extremely alluring, showing little sign of the pain of losing her body.

At first, Cheng Zongyang thought this Black Demon Sea Concubine was naturally resilient, but later realized she was still under the influence of a meditation technique, believing every word he said without question, even taking his casual remark as an order, and ignoring the physical pain.

The young woman lay on her side, her legs spread wide like jade fans, one beautiful slender foot raised high, clinging to the jade hook on the side of the tent, her private parts protruding outwards. Cheng Zongyang's naked chest pressed against her raised thigh, his waist thrusting rhythmically.

His penis, stained with her blood, moved in and out between her legs, making soft, squelching sounds within her honeyed orifice.

The most captivating aspect of this side-lying position was the woman's two beautiful legs stretched into a split.

Ruan Xiangning was voluptuous, her rounded thighs full and smooth, her calves long and straight, white and lustrous like the finest mutton-fat jade. Cheng Zongyang had one woman beneath him and another in his arms. With each thrust of his penis, Ruan Xiangning's jade-like legs opened and closed, giving him the feeling of rowing a boat on a beautiful woman's body.

In the midst of his busyness, Cheng Zongyang even sighed for Lin Chong. That unlucky Lin Chong probably hadn't even seen what his own wife's body looked like in his entire life.

Now, holding another man's wife, Cheng Zongyang felt no guilt whatsoever. Anyway, Lin Chong wouldn't get any, and in the end, it would only benefit the demons of the Black Demon Sea. What he was doing could be called acting on behalf of Heaven... or you could say acting on behalf of Heaven for sexual intercourse.

After a few hundred thrusts, Cheng Zongyang withdrew his penis and had the beauty beneath him change positions. Ruan Xiangning obediently turned over, lying on her back to have intercourse with her master.

Her fair legs were wrapped around her master's waist, her voluptuous, white body trembling incessantly with each powerful thrust, as if every inch of her skin was responding to his intercourse.

Her jade-like body was exposed, her peach-colored bodice slipped to one side, revealing her right breast, which bounced and shimmered with a dazzling fleshy sheen.

From the outside, the young woman's moans and gasps, the crisp sounds of flesh colliding and the soft slurring of intercourse, mingled together in an endless stream. Inside

the tent, the atmosphere was one of unbridled passion. Ruan Xiangning was pressed onto the couch by her master, her tender jade gate exposed, allowing him to thrust in and out hundreds of times before he pulled her up and changed her position to woman on top.

The beautiful woman, like a newlywed bride experiencing her first blush, straddled Cheng Zongyang's waist with a shy expression, slowly sitting down in front of his engorged penis. A trickle of blood from her jade gate had already flowed down her snow-white inner thighs, almost reaching her knees.

Her vaginal opening enveloped the glans, and she laboriously inserted the penis into her body. Ruan Xiangning, being a virgin, was understandably nervous

about the woman-on-top position for the first time. Cheng Zongyang felt his penis being squeezed tighter and tighter in the narrow opening, until it was almost impossible to move. He instinctively channeled a wisp of his inner energy into his lower body, but unexpectedly, the energy seemed to be sucked in by the woman's honeyed depths; with a slight movement of his dantian, it was drawn into her body.

This sudden turn of events nearly terrified Cheng Zongyang! Was this slut playing dumb? Had she been holding back until now before launching this sneak attack?

But Cheng Zongyang quickly realized it was a false alarm. The wisp of energy circulated throughout Ruan Xiangning's body before returning to his dantian. As it flowed through her meridians, he vaguely sensed something unusual about the returning energy.

Cheng Zongyang held his breath and focused his inner vision, carefully examining the scene. He discovered that the tiny white lights composing his true energy were becoming increasingly dense, with the impurities seemingly reduced, becoming pure and concentrated.

This was not unfamiliar to Cheng Zongyang; he had had similar experiences with Zhuo Meiren'er during their bedroom arts practice. However, bedroom arts focused on absorbing and replenishing energy, increasing cultivation primarily through quantity, with quality as a secondary consideration.

Moreover, Zhuo Yunjun was one of the six great masters of the Taiyi True Sect, possessing profound cultivation; Ruan Xiangning, though a concubine of the Black Demon Sea, knew no martial arts whatsoever. The true energy, sent into her body through her yin meridians, became pure after circulating for one cycle—this was truly beyond his comprehension.

However, Cheng Zongyang then discovered that the true energy circulated entirely through her yin meridians, precisely the energy pathway of the Taiyi Scripture. He was startled, recalling Ning Yu, far away in the Southern Wilderness.

Ning Yu had said that she had once been used by Ximen Qing as a cultivation vessel, and Ximen Qing practiced the Taiyi Scripture; there seemed to be some similarity between the two.

Without hesitation, Cheng Zongyang spun his inner energy, channeling a surge of true qi into Ruan Xiangning's body.

The beautiful woman's body trembled, her snowy buttocks sinking onto Cheng Zongyang's abdomen. His thick, hard penis, like an iron rod, thrust straight into her, the glans tightening as it struck something soft yet resilient.

A flash of inspiration struck Cheng Zongyang; he was ninety percent certain that this Ningyu Ji was a vessel cultivated by the Black Demon Sea specifically for cultivating the Taiyi Scripture! However, Ruan Xiangning had always been by Lin Chong's side, never being used by the Black Demon Sea, thus benefiting him.

Having figured this out, Cheng Zongyang was overjoyed. He whistled triumphantly, "Little beauty, what is this?"

Ruan Xiangning trembled, "It's my flower bud..."

"You hid it well. If I hadn't made you use this upside-down candle position, I probably wouldn't have been able to get it. Ha! This should be considered a complete opening of your tender little flower bud, right?"

Ruan Xiangning said shyly, "Congratulations, my lord. Oh..."

Under the stimulation of Cheng Zongyang's true energy, Ruan Xiangning couldn't help but reveal her flower bud, being penetrated to the deepest part of her honey hole by her master. The young woman's flower bud was tight and tender, like a small mouth holding the tip of the glans and moving incessantly.

After only a few thrusts, Ruan Xiangning frowned, slumped onto Cheng Zongyang's waist, and gasped, "This concubine... this concubine's flower core is being pressed... my whole body is sore and numb..."

"You're really useless."

Cheng Zongyang picked Ruan Xiangning up and laughed, "Lie down properly! Let your husband ride your big white horse!"

Ruan Xiangning lay on the couch, kneeling, her large, white buttocks raised high, one hand supporting herself on the bed, the other hand gripping her smooth, white buttocks, revealing her newly opened vulva. Cheng Zongyang penetrated her from behind, riding her round, white buttocks back and forth like a horse.

This position allowed his penis to penetrate the deepest, the shaft plunging straight in, the glans easily hitting the beautiful woman's flower core.

Ruan Xiangning, with her pink buttocks raised, her tender flower core, originally hidden deep inside her honey hole, now seemed to be offering herself up willingly, moaning incessantly as she was fucked.

True energy circulated within their bodies, like sand being sifted by waves, cleansing impurities within the beautiful woman's cauldron.

Although compared to the vast true yang within his dantian, the impurities removed were negligible, and improving cultivation through this method would likely take decades, it was nonetheless a way to refine oneself, especially such an alluring cultivation technique. Cheng Zongyang felt he could practice this for ten or eight years without getting bored.

Cheng Zongyang grew increasingly aroused, but the beautiful woman beneath him couldn't withstand it. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ruan Xiangning's body went limp, collapsing onto the bed like soft mud.

If Ruan Xiangning were truly a seventeen-year-old girl, Cheng Zongyang might have stopped; but although she was a virgin, she was actually nearly thirty, her body at its peak—in other words, in her prime, capable of enduring prolonged sex, and deflowering her wouldn't be fatal.

Ruan Xiangning lay paralyzed on the bed, unable to respond. Cheng Zongyang simply put down the small table beside the couch, lifted Ruan Xiangning's soft, white, beautiful body onto it, and made her lie face down on the table with her buttocks facing upwards. Then he leaned down and thrust his iron-like penis into her soft, moist vagina.

Ruan Xiangning's snow-white, round buttocks rested on the black lacquered table, like a lump of elastic snow flesh, white, round, and large. With the thrusting of his penis, the elastic flesh of her buttocks was repeatedly flattened as if being crushed, making a soft, fleshy sound.

Her bleeding vagina was constantly flowing with lustful fluid, and her bodice was also torn off, her two snow-white breasts hanging in front of her chest, being held and squeezed out of shape by their master.

"Ah...ah, my lord!"

With the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh, Ruan Xiangning couldn't help but moan uncontrollably. Her rosy vulva was forced open, her tender honey hole completely penetrated. The thick penis thrust in and out of her tender hole, bringing a hot and hard friction.

From the entrance to the core, her entire honey cavity was filled with the hot shaft, and the honey flesh inside spasmed uncontrollably under the grinding of the penis.

The intense stimulation made Ruan Xiangning feel like she had lost her soul. While lying on the small table being fucked, she couldn't help but moan lasciviously, and as her master instructed, she had to put her hands behind her buttocks, spread her plump buttocks, and expose her secret place so that her master could fuck her even deeper.

Under Cheng Zongyang's thrusting that was like rape, the young woman's jade body seemed to be crushed. Her tender and beautiful genitals now resembled a blooming peony, bulging between her buttocks; her rosy honey hole rolled open, convulsing between her snow-white buttocks and thighs, contracting and relaxing with the thrusting of the penis. The tender, smooth flesh was as red and delicate as if painted with rouge, glistening with lustful fluids as her master ravaged her.

The beautiful woman's cries echoed in the empty pavilion. As her honey hole convulsed and gushed forth its fluids, Ruan Xiangning finally succumbed, her naked body convulsing like a beautiful, white, serpentine snake, before she fainted.

Cheng Zongyang continued for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, thoroughly ravaging this excellent vessel before finally ejaculating into the young woman's newly deflowered honey hole. Lingering inside her for a long time, Cheng Zongyang reluctantly withdrew his penis. He stood up, showing no signs of fatigue, but rather even more vigorous.

If it weren't for the late hour and the fact that he had just ejaculated, leaving the beautiful woman beneath him unconscious and dripping with vaginal fluid, he might have taken advantage of the situation to ravage her rear as well.

Cheng Zongyang pinched Ruan Xiangning's buttocks with satisfaction: "Beautiful Ruan, get some sleep. Your master will ravage your rear another day."

Even in her unconscious state, Ruan Xiangning responded to her master's voice, softly replying, "Yes, sir." The setting

sun sank into the azure waves of West Lake, leaving a trail of golden and red afterimages on the water.

It was nearly March, springtime, and the weather was gradually warming. Cheng Zongyang removed his cloak and changed into a light jacket, feeling much more relaxed.

These past few days, he had been traveling by carriage, which was convenient for business discussions, but spending all day in the carriage was unbearably stuffy.

The matter was now eighty percent complete, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, the harvest would be reaped next month, eliminating the need for burning the midnight oil calculating income and expenses.

In high spirits, Cheng Zongyang changed horses and galloped towards Lin'an City.

Qin Hui, Ao Run, and others followed a horse behind, and then Yu Ziyuan's carriage. His sturdy steed galloped faster and faster across the open fields.

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but think of Black Pearl, left in Jiankang. It was his first mount since coming into the world, and the bond forged between man and horse during their journey in the Southern Wilderness was practically life and death. Unfortunately, he hadn't had time to bring it with him during these past few months of traveling.

Recalling his journey in the Southern Wilderness, Cheng Zongyang also thought of Ningyu, left behind in the mountain village. There was less than a month left until the agreed-upon six-month period. If it weren't for Ye Ao taking her in to learn martial arts, Ningyu would have already set off for the Southern Wilderness.

From Cheng Zongyang's perspective, he wished Ningyu could fly to his side immediately and be inseparable from him. But reason told him that Ningyu learning martial arts from Ye Ao was the best choice.

Marquis Shang once said that Ningyu's body had been damaged by being used as a furnace, and if he didn't change course, he would never be able to reach the sixth level of cultivation. Now that such a good opportunity had presented itself, even Ningyu herself was unwilling to give it up.

With the full support of the Yun Clan, plus the two pawns Gao Qiu and Lin Caiquan, just based on the amount of grain he currently controlled, as long as he started to create fluctuations, the price of grain would immediately skyrocket.

Cheng Zongyang was confident that he could put the Song army in a state of food shortage and besieged on all sides within a month.

Once the Song army retreated and Jiangzhou was relieved, and the money shop business was handed over to Qin Hui, Cheng Zongyang's first thing to do was to go to the Taiquan Ancient Formation to find the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit for the little fox, and then go to Mingzhou to meet the head of the Bright Temple. At that time, even if he had to invite the Seven Horses to help, he would still snatch the Little Fragrant Melon.

After that, he could take Xiao Zi, Little Fragrant Melon, Qi Yuan, Wu Dadao, Yi Biao, and Wu Yiding to retrace the Southern Wilderness Road and bring Ningyu back in glory. If all goes well, he could also bring along Qi Laosi's bride and Wu Er's lover…

Thinking of the bright future, a smile crept onto Cheng Zongyang's lips. Once his brothers were settled and he had established himself in the Six Dynasties, he could return to Wuyuan City with a strong army, settle accounts with Su Yaofu and Ximen Daguanren, and then live a peaceful life, enjoying the life of the Six Dynasties.

Speaking of which, Cheng Zongyang was quite interested in the beauties of the Six Dynasties, especially those peerless beauties who would be remembered in history. Right now, he only had Li Shishi, and he hadn't even gotten his hands on her yet, which was a real waste of his trip to the Six Dynasties. Making

Li Shishi the public relations manager was an idea he had long had. Li Shishi was still young and had been influenced by the Bright Temple, like a piece of jade hidden in its rough stone. With patient polishing, it wouldn't be long before she blossomed, displaying the myriad charms of a peerless courtesan…

Under the setting sun, a peach grove could be seen on the lakeside. It was early spring, and the peach blossoms in the grove were in full bloom, appearing from afar like a radiant cloud of red.

Cheng Zongyang rode swiftly when suddenly a clear note from a zither string rang out from the woods, followed by a beautiful voice softly chanting: "The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful; this maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family..."

As the chanting continued, the zither music began to play, initially sounding scattered and disjointed, but it possessed a magical power that involuntarily calmed the mind. Upon closer listening, the music became sparse and elegant.

Cheng Zongyang reined in his horse and looked towards the roadside. The peach trees were in full bloom, red and white blossoms, yet the vibrant spring scenery was utterly serene. Each blossom was as still as a painting, each one seemingly listening to the music.

The music faded away, then began again. This time, the zither music flowed like water, and the voice murmured, "Lotus blossoms can be picked in Jiangnan, how lush and green the lotus leaves are..."

Cheng Zongyang craned his neck to look, and in the peach grove by the water's edge, a woman sat indistinctly. From afar, he could only see that the woman was dressed in white, seemingly bowing her head to play the zither, facing the spring waters of West Lake. Her hair was styled in a cloud-like bun, and her graceful figure was as elegant as a poem, inspiring endless reverie.

The sound of hooves rose behind him, and Qin Hui and Ao Run rode up side by side. Cheng Zongyang stroked his chin and turned back, saying, "Interesting, you treacherous minister."

Qin Hui knew that his master was tempted, but still had to fulfill his duty as a subordinate, and advised with a wry smile, "Young master, the important matters at hand are not yet settled,

and I fear that unexpected complications may arise." "It's an obvious trap. If I don't fall into it, I'll be too unromantic."

With that, Cheng Zongyang revealed a cheeky smile, raised a finger to shush, then jumped off his horse and stepped into the peach grove.

The peach trees were barely taller than a person, their red and white petals a vibrant tapestry. A thin layer of fine sand covered the ground, obscuring the green of the grass, except for clumps of withered white reeds.

"What a beautiful zither! What a beautiful poem!"

Cheng Zongyang exclaimed casually. "It's a bit vulgar, but I love this tune!"

The woman gently plucked the strings, and the music, indescribably elegant, filled the air. Cheng Zongyang was momentarily stunned; his feigned rudeness was instantly exposed by the music.

The woman's snow-white sleeves fluttered slightly as she touched the strings, then she turned around. Before him was an exquisitely beautiful face. Her skin was like jade, her features delicate and refined. Though surrounded by the bustling world of peach blossoms, she seemed untouched by worldly dust, every movement exuding an ethereal grace.

Even Cheng Zongyang, who was used to seeing beautiful women, was dazzled. Only four words remained in his mind and eyes: "A celestial being..."

The woman gracefully brushed a strand of hair aside, then said with neither humility nor arrogance, "Black Demon Sea Sword Jade Maiden greets Young Master Cheng."

Immersed in her stunning beauty, Cheng Zongyang felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. Here we go again!

Damn! First Gao Qiu, then Lin Caiquan, then Jia Shixian, and now Jian Yuji has shown up too. I'll gather you all for a meeting sometime, so we can all get to know each other!

Cheng Zongyang had initially thought this was some old trick of some faction sending someone to seduce him, coming with the mindset of taking advantage of any opportunity, but now he only regretted not heeding the advice of that treacherous minister. He didn't even have time to run away.

Although Cheng Zongyang's cultivation was already at the fifth level, barely qualifying him as a master, Jian Yuji was rumored to be on par with Master Wang Zhe. Aside from Shang Hou and Meng Laoda, even two random members of their own camp combined wouldn't be a match for her—even if they brought the treacherous minister, Ao Laoda, and Yu Ziyuan together, they still wouldn't be able to defeat her.

Jian Yuji smiled slightly, her beautiful smile like a rare flower in full bloom, making all other beauties pale in comparison.

She spoke calmly and casually, "I've come to discuss a business deal with you, young master. Would you be interested?"

Upon hearing the word "business," Cheng Zongyang's tense heart relaxed. He secretly exhaled and chuckled dryly, "So it's you, Fairy Consort. I've heard so much about you, hehehehe... What kind of business do you wish to discuss, Fairy Consort?"

"Young Master Cheng is generous; small businesses may not be of interest to you,"

Jian Yuji said. "How about Jiangzhou?"

Fortunately, as long as one doesn't trade their own head, what business can't be discussed? Cheng Zongyang laughed heartily, "Fairy Consort also wants a share? That's negotiable! However, I cannot make the decision on this business. If it's convenient for you, Fairy Consort, why not personally go to Jiangzhou and discuss it with Boss Meng face-to-face? What do you think, Fairy Consort?"

Cheng Zongyang sneered inwardly: If you dare to die, Boss Meng dares to bury you!

Jian Yuji's voice was like a jade bell tinkling in a clear spring, indescribably melodious and pleasant. Her expression revealed neither joy nor anger as she calmly said, "Why must you refuse, young master?"

Cheng Zongyang steeled his resolve. "I wonder how you intend to handle this deal, fairy maiden?"

"Although you hold the rank of major in the Xingyue Lake camp, you are ultimately an outsider to the Eight Steeds. With your ambition, how could you remain subservient for long?"

Jian Yuji sighed softly. "The day Jiangzhou is relieved will be the day you part ways with the gentlemen of Xingyue Lake."

Cheng Zongyang secretly admired her: if he hadn't already planned ahead, she would have truly hit the nail on the head.

Fortunately, Jian Yuji wasn't a true immortal; she was unaware that he had decided to "go with the flow rather than go against it."

Cheng Zongyang's expression changed, "Isn't this kind of sowing discord rather than be done by the fairy maiden?"

Jian Yuji, however, saw through his true intentions, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said in surprise, "So it turns out that your ambitions lie elsewhere, young master. I was indeed presumptuous, but it doesn't matter. My Black Demon Sea and Yue Pengju's Star Moon Lake camp are sworn enemies, as you are naturally aware of. Although you are an enemy of our sect, our sect has no grudge against you whatsoever. On the contrary, it is you who have repeatedly ruined our important affairs, injured our Nine Imperial Concubines, and taken away our Imperial Concubines—have you considered the gains and losses involved?"

Because of Ningyu and Star Moon Lake, Cheng Zongyang had long regarded the Black Demon Sea as a formidable enemy, but upon careful consideration, Jian Yuji was indeed right. The Black Demon Sea had never targeted him from beginning to end.

Jian Yuji's words left Cheng Zongyang no room for rebuttal. He could only say, "Fairy, are you implying that your Black Demon Sea is actually a charitable organization?"

Jian Yuji replied, "Charitable, perhaps, but we certainly have a sense of propriety."

Cheng Zongyang chuckled, "Your Black Demon Sea has a sense of propriety in your actions?"

"Without propriety and rules, how are we any different from beggars on the street?"

Jian Yuji said, "If you agree, young master, my Black Demon Sea will certainly offer you a position, not only as an elder, but also as gifts of Quan and Ning, and even the imperial concubines and slave concubines within the sect are at your disposal—what do you think, young master?"

"So you mean I can do whatever I want in the Black Demon Sea?"

"Second only to a few, above ten thousand."

Jian Yuji said, "The young master has his eye on Miss Shishi, who is merely an outer disciple of the Bright Temple Hall. As long as you join my sect, and wipe out the Bright Temple Hall the next day, even if you make Ming Jingxue and the Yan sisters your slaves, it will be as easy as nothing."

"Black Demon Sea has great ambitions! This can be considered penniless yet with the world in his heart,"

Cheng Zongyang joked. "Very generous treatment, what are the conditions?"

"If you, young master, cooperate with Black Demon Sea to take Jiangzhou, not a single person from the Star Moon Lake camp will be allowed to escape."

"Fairy Maiden, you overestimate me,"

Cheng Zongyang lamented. "How could a small merchant like me possibly capture all the men of Star Moon Lake? To be honest, Fairy Maiden, I've never even dreamed of such a thing."

"As long as you agree to cooperate, Young Master, my Black Demon Sea has its own plans."

Cheng Zongyang pondered for a moment, then said with a grin, "I understand. You mean that without my help, your Black Demon Sea alone can't take Jiangzhou, right? To be honest, I don't really trust your sect's reputation. If you're looking for someone to cooperate with, Fairy Maiden, you should find someone else."

Jian Yuji wasn't disappointed at all, and said in a relaxed tone, "So there's nothing to talk about?"

Cheng Zongyang spread his hands, "I don't see anything to talk about."

Jian Yuji said, "Our sect treats you with utmost sincerity, Young Master. Why are you keeping us at arm's length?"

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but say, "Fairy Maiden, I don't quite understand. I'm a lazy and gluttonous person, and a little bit lecherous. What is it about me that the Black Demon Sea sees in me?"

"Does Young Master want to know?"

"Of course I want to,"

Cheng Zongyang said. "I need to understand so I can change."

Jian Yuji smiled and said, "If you can change, I'm afraid you won't live past this time next year. Very well, since you refuse to cooperate with my Black Demon Sea, it's only because of Xingyue Lake. Once Jiangzhou falls and the Xingyue Lake camp is destroyed, don't forget our agreement today."

"If I heard correctly, this is a threat, isn't it?"

Cheng Zongyang said, puzzled. "Do you intend to directly intervene in Jiangzhou? Don't say I didn't warn you. If you raise the banner of the Black Demon Sea, the Song army might join forces with the Xingyue Lake camp to wipe you out first."

Jian Yuji took out her zither case, put away her zither, and said calmly, "Jiangzhou is already at its last gasp. The only reason it has been able to hold out until now is with the help of the Yun clan. As long as the Yun clan's support is cut off, Jiangzhou will be half destroyed."

Cheng Zongyang's heart tightened, and he immediately stopped joking and said in a deep voice, "If the Black Demon Sea dares to attack Master Yun Liu and Master Yun San, I, Cheng Zongyang, swear that I will fight the Black Demon Sea to the death for the rest of my life!"

"Why hurt anyone? Young master, just wait and see. The Yun clan's severing of its support for Jiangzhou is just around the corner."

Jian Yuji said, and then she drifted away, her graceful figure disappearing into the peach grove.

A moment later, Jian Yuji's gentle voice drifted on the wind: "Ning'er has forgotten all the affairs of our sect. Since you like her, young master, please keep her to while away the long night. Take care, young master. If fate allows, I will meet you again."

Cheng Zongyang's face was extremely ugly.

Jian Yuji had personally come forward. If these words were just empty threats, the world would laugh at them and ruin the reputation of the Black Demon Sea.

But Cheng Zongyang couldn't think of any way the Black Demon Sea could make the Yun Clan cut off their aid to Jiangzhou.

"Go to Fantian Temple,"

Cheng Zongyang said to Qin Hui, who had rushed over, with a grim face. "Move all the things from home there. From now on, I will follow Master Yun for twelve hours a day! I want to see what tricks the Black Demon Sea has up its sleeve!"

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