[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 2

Chapter Twelve: Let's Go to Zhongnan Mountain!

Yang Liming drove his sports car and sped out of the Prince's mansion. He was so proud of himself! "I'm going to be a member of the car club now!" He glanced at the Prince's mansion members who were trying to catch up with him in the distance. He chuckled, "Trying to catch me? These two top-notch sports cars are more like the lightness skills of the Five Great Masters." He stepped on the gas, and the speed increased to another level. In no time, the Prince's mansion members who were trying to keep up with the car and eating the dust kicked up by the car could no longer be seen. Wanyan Honglie was furious when he saw that someone had gotten away. His eyes were bloodshot and even his neck was red. It was really worrying that he might explode. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Chase! Close the city gates for me! You must bring the Princess back to me!" Wanyan Honglie, who had managed to control his emotions, bowed to Ouyang Ke and the other experts and said, "Gentlemen, I beg you." Ouyang Ke and the others naturally flattered him. Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo sat in the car, their eyes wide with surprise and disbelief. Touching here and there, they then clasped their hands in thanks to Yang Liming. "Brother Yang, we are truly grateful to you today! I, Yang Tiexin, am deeply thankful!" Bao Ruoxi also said, "Yes, thanks to you, young master, Tiexin and I are able to stay alive together. Hehe, father-in-law and mother-in-law, don't be so polite. Didn't you give me the best gift of gratitude, father-in-law? Nianci is something that can't be bought at any price. Besides, when you betrothed your daughter to me, weren't we already family?" This young man had already shamelessly called her father-in-law. Yang Tiexin naturally understood what she meant, but Bao Ruoxi, with her pretty face that, despite her age, was no less beautiful than any young girl, asked Yang Tiexin, "You have a daughter and wife again? It's alright, I don't care." She said this, but the resentment in her big eyes was obvious to anyone. Upon seeing this, Yang Tiexin couldn't hold back any longer and quickly declared himself the adopted Mu Nianci. The matter of the adopted daughter was explained. Bao Ruoxi was very happy to hear his explanation, and the grateful look she gave Yang Liming turned into that of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. The sports car, traveling at kilometers per hour, was incredibly fast; in the time it took to say those few words, it arrived in front of the inn where Yang Liming and Huang Rong were staying. The people around the inn, seeing a moving steel box arrive, all craned their necks in amazement. When Yang Liming opened the car door and got out, they looked at him even more warily. Yang Liming had no time to pay attention to them, and called up to the inn's upper floor, "Rong'er and Nianci, quickly bring Xiaolong'er down!" After a while, Huang Rong came out carrying Xiaolongnu and Mu Nianci, both of them very happy to see him. Huang Rong's eyes lit up when she saw the sports car behind Yang Liming; the words "Fun Toys" were clearly written inside. Yang Liming didn't have time to say anything to them now; he knew that Wanyan Honglie was definitely hunting them down the world. He grabbed both women by the waist... With her little hand in hand, she led Xiaolong'er towards the car. Huang Rong wasn't bothered by having her hand grabbed; in her eyes, it was only natural for her brother Yang Liming to hold her hand. However, although Mu Nianci considered Yang Liming her future husband, they hadn't known each other for long, and her face immediately turned bright red. Her little hand, still in Yang Liming's palm, twitched slightly but didn't pull away. She could only comfort herself, "He's my future husband, this is only right." Her gaze towards Yang Liming became even more watery. After entering the car, Mu Nianci saw her father embracing a woman and was greatly surprised: "Dad, who is she?" Yang Tiexin said, "Your mother." Mu Nianci was even more surprised and said, "My mother?" Although Mu Nianci didn't know why she suddenly had a mother, since her father had said so, she blushed and called her "Mom." Bao Xiruo had just learned she had such a daughter, and now seeing her beautiful and charming daughter, she liked her even more, holding her hand and calling her "Good daughter, good daughter." Then, thinking of her unfilial son, she felt a pang of sadness. At that moment, the car started moving again. Mu Nianci, like her parents, was filled with disbelief, finding her future husband even more mysterious. The happiest of all was Huang Rong. She always loved strange and unusual things, and immediately grabbed Yang Liming's hand, chattering, "Brother Ming, this iron box is so much fun! How can it move by itself? Where did you get it? Rong'er wants one too, okay?" Yang Liming, charmed by his little Rong'er's coaxing and seeing her flushed, almost chuckled face, how could he refuse? He quickly said while driving, "Rong'er, this iron box of mine is an heirloom. I don't know where it came from." "Oh, then I don't want it," Rong'er said sensibly upon hearing that his iron box was an heirloom. "Really, I don't want it," Yang Liming said mysteriously. Without hesitation, Huang Rong nodded her little head. Yang Liming feigned surprise and said, "Ah, I originally intended to give it to both Rong'er and Nianci at the same time, because my parents said this iron box was for my future wife. I didn't expect Rong'er to refuse it. It seems your sister Mu can keep it all for herself!" Upon hearing this, Huang Rong immediately shouted, "I want one too!" After shouting, she suddenly realized something was wrong and saw her brother Ming looking at her with a smile. Her little face turned even redder, and she quickly lowered her head to tease the little dragon in her arms, not daring to look up. Seeing her lower her head, Yang Liming turned his gaze to Mu Nianci. Mu Nianci, seeing his gaze on her and hearing his words that sounded like a confession, also followed Huang Rong's example and shyly buryed her head in the sand. Seeing the two girls' reactions, Yang Liming felt very pleased! He never dared to imagine such a life of teasing beautiful women without getting beaten up before. Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo shook their heads, thinking to themselves, "Youth is truly wonderful!" They could naturally see that Yang Liming and Huang Rong had an unusual relationship, but they didn't say anything. Their lives had been saved by them, and besides, their daughter didn't seem to mind. What more could they say? "Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, Wanyan Honglie is probably hunting us all over the world now. Do you have any good places to go?" Hearing Yang Liming's question, Yang Tiexin realized they didn't know where to go. He had initially thought of going to his hometown, Niujia Village, but then he realized Wanyan Honglie would definitely know his hometown, and going there would be like walking into a trap. He couldn't think of anywhere else to go, so he asked Yang Liming, "Liming, who is Wanyan Honglie? Why is he hunting us?" Hearing their conversation, the two women finally stopped burying their heads in the sand and looked up to ask together. Hearing their questions, Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo told them everything that had happened to them. The story of their reunion eighteen years later deeply moved the two women. Huang Rong scolded them, "Yang Kang and Wanyan Honglie are..." The scoundrel patted his chest again, telling Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo that he would protect them. The others chuckled inwardly. Mu Nianci, knowing her future husband had saved her parents, was even more grateful. Her eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Yang Liming. Yang Liming, seeing this, secretly chuckled to himself, "Hahaha, Nianci, the little lamb, is also caught!" Finally, the group followed Yang Liming's advice and went to the Quanzhen Sect. The reasons were: first, Yang Tiexin's old friend, Qiu Chuji, was there; not only would Wanyan Honglie not be easy to find there, but Qiu Chuji would naturally protect them. They would have a safe haven. Second, Yang Liming also wanted to secretly visit the Ancient Tomb Sect; he was very curious about what the Ancient Tomb, which didn't yet house Xiaolongnu, was like. Third, Rong'er had suggested going for a visit, saying the mountain environment was nice. Having set his sights on something, Yang Liming didn't hesitate any longer and headed towards Zhongnan Mountain.

Chapter Thirteen: Worse Than a Beast Driving his sports car, Yang Liming flirted with two beautiful women while slowing down to enjoy the scenery. An hour later, Bao Xiruo suddenly blushed and said to Yang Liming, "Liming, could you please stop the car first?" Yang Liming was puzzled. "Why are you blushing at me? You should be blushing at Yang Tiexin!" "Mother-in-law, what's wrong?" Yang Liming asked casually. Although he didn't know why Bao Xiruo had gotten out of the car in this deserted place, he still prepared to find a place to park. Hearing this, Bao Xiruo's face turned even redder, as if it were about to bleed. She looked incredibly beautiful, and Yang Liming couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He thought to himself that his father-in-law, Old Yang, had been incredibly lucky in his youth to marry such a beauty—of course, excluding the time when he was hunted down by jealous people because of his wife's beauty. Yang Tiexin understood his wife well; seeing her blushing and stammering, unable to speak, he said for her, "Xiruo, do you need to pee?" Upon hearing this, Huang Rong immediately giggled and said, "Sister, if you need to pee, just say so! What's the harm?" Yang Liming, hearing his sister Rong'er's... He immediately glared at her and said, "Do you think everyone is as wild as you, little girl? And don't call my mother-in-law 'sister.' You should call her 'aunt.'" Yang Liming didn't want to be unjustly lowered in age by this little girl. Rong'er also quietly retorted, pouting, "She looks about the same age as Nianci." Yang Liming was speechless after hearing Rong'er's words. Bao Xiruo did indeed look similar to Mu Nianci; if the two stood together, they would definitely be mistaken for sisters, not mother and daughter. Seeing her husband's words make her look like a fool... Bao Xiruo glared at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes. Yang Tiexin could only scratch his head and chuckle foolishly, pretending not to see anything. After the car stopped, everyone got out to get some fresh air. A little while later, Huang Rong, who was playing with Xiaolong'er with Nianci, suddenly pointed ahead and shouted, "Brother Ming, Sister Mu, look! There are more than a dozen people running towards us!" Everyone initially thought it was Wanyan Honglie and his group chasing after them, but they shouldn't be this fast, right? They've all gotten ahead of them. Yang Liming looked in the direction of Rong'er's little hand and saw that there were no pursuers at all. Instead, there were more than a dozen people ahead, some old, some young, and some women. A group of people ran towards them. They were clearly a group of elderly, weak, women, and children! Even stranger, they ran and cried, their appearance utterly pitiful. Yang Tiexin, with his chivalrous heart, saw their pitiful cries and went up to one of the old men, asking, "Old man, what's wrong?" The dozen or so people, initially startled by the person blocking their way, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that the newcomer was dressed as Han Chinese. Seeing that Yang Tiexin seemed to possess a strong sense of justice, the old man wiped away his tears and said to them, "Do you want to go to the front? Don't go! That's where our old village used to be! But now it's destroyed!" Just now, Jurchen soldiers passed by and looted our village. Of the hundreds of people in the village, only a few of us escaped. Even my two children... At this point, tears streamed down his face. Then he cried out, "If it weren't for the children behind me, so that the village could have a few descendants, this old man wouldn't want to live anymore!" As he said this, the women and children behind him cried even more bitterly. Seeing their pitiful state, Mu Nianci and Bao Xiruo, who had already returned from relieving themselves, were both moved to tears. Rong'er, her little sister, frowned and cursed the Jurchen soldiers as villains, big villains... "It's something." Yang Liming didn't say anything. He knew the village was destroyed, and saying anything would be useless. He simply took out more than a dozen ingots of gold and silver from his pocket and gave them to the group, one ingot to each person. The old man initially refused repeatedly, saying he wouldn't accept it. But Yang Liming said, "Old man, even if you don't think about yourself, shouldn't you think about the children behind you?" Only then did the old man accept it with trembling hands. Then, he led the dozen or so old, weak, women, and children behind him to kneel and bow to them, shouting, "Living Buddha!" It took Yang Liming and the women a great deal of effort to get them to stand up with grateful expressions. He left, glancing back every few steps. Only after the old man and his men had disappeared from their sight did Yang Tiexin slam his fist on the sports car, roaring, "Golden Dog, how dare you!" He didn't even notice his hand bleeding profusely. His entire Yang family had dedicated their lives to the Han people and the Song Dynasty; how could he not be moved to see his compatriots being bullied like this? Bao Xiruo, seeing the blood on her husband's hand, quickly grabbed his arm, saying, "Tiexin, what are you doing?" Her voice was already choked with sobs. At this moment, Yang Liming came over and patted his shoulder, saying, "Father-in-law, do you want revenge?" Hearing Yang Liming's words, Yang Tiexin slumped to the ground and said with a bitter smile... "Since Dao Jingou dared to rob the village and prevent most of them from escaping, it means there are at least several hundred of them. We are powerless to stop him!" Yang Tiexin was agitated, but hadn't lost his mind. Yang Liming smiled, "So what if we add these?" He then took out an unlimited ammo pack and a rocket launcher. He first sprayed bullets across the ground with the machine gun, leaving a row of bullet holes, then shouldered the rocket launcher and pressed it down. With a loud bang, it exploded dozens of meters away, sending debris flying and creating a crater two or three meters deep. Yang Tiexin saw Yang Liming's... Dai Wuzhi's eyes lit up. His ancestors were great generals, and after witnessing the power of modern weaponry, he knew that with his son-in-law's possessions, killing hundreds single-handedly would be easy. He immediately asked Yang Liming what kind of weapon it was and how many he had, his face beaming with excitement. Yang Liming knew what he was up to, but he didn't want Dai Wuzhi to know that as long as he had the power, he could have as many as he wanted. Otherwise, given his patriotic nature, he might have begged Dai Wuzhi to give the modern weapons to the Song Dynasty army. The appearance of a large number of modern weapons in ancient times was not something Yang Liming wanted to see. Moreover, he knew that the reason the Song Dynasty was so vulnerable to foreign enemies... The humiliation they suffered wasn't due to their backwardness, but rather the corruption of their court. Yang Liming dared to swear that even if he gave a batch of weapons to that so-called emperor, it wouldn't make a difference. The Song people were still bullied by the Jin. So, to dampen Yang Tiexin's enthusiasm, he said, "Father-in-law, these weapons are also family heirlooms, but there are only two of these guns," he pointed to one cannon, and then to a rocket launcher. Yang Tiexin was disappointed for a moment, but then his spirits lifted, and he said fiercely, "Liming, let's go teach those Jin dogs a lesson!" The group got into a sports car and quickly arrived at the scene. Upon entering this ravaged village, the overwhelming stench of blood filled the air. Looking at the scene before them, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci turned deathly pale, Bao Xiruo fainted, and Yang Tiexin roared to the heavens. Even Yang Liming's face was horribly grim, muttering incessantly, "Japanese devils, damned Japanese!" his voice growing louder and louder. Although they knew it would be horrific, they hadn't imagined it would be this shocking. Their imaginations and the old man's descriptions were utterly inadequate to depict what lay beneath. Hell! This place was truly hell. Ah! "I am Han Chinese, I am Han Chinese," Yang Liming reminded himself again and again. If, before arriving here, his modern education instilled in him the idea that all ethnic groups are one family, and he hadn't yet clearly distinguished between Han Chinese, Jurchens, or Mongols, then now he was completely awake. In modern times, the idea of one ethnic group being one family is true, but here, in this ancient world, Han Chinese are Han Chinese, Jurchens are Jurchens, and Mongols are Mongols. Looking at the carnage on the ground, Yang Liming thought to himself, "Japanese devils, weren't you like this before?" "Are they treating us Chinese like this?" The thought fueled his murderous intent, making him see the golden people here as Japanese devils from his own world. A pregnant woman on the ground wasn't quite dead yet; she was completely naked, her body covered in male filth, her legs spread wide, a knife piercing her abdomen. Most horrifying of all, she was still holding a child in one arm, her body covered in blood. Looking at her mother's ripped-open belly, it was clear she had been brutally ripped from her womb. The pregnant woman on the ground, seeing them, her eyes lit up. With a feeble effort, she let out a weak voice: "The Jin people went east. Don't go that way!" After saying this, she seemed to have exhausted all her life force, her chest ceasing to rise and fall. Apart from the pregnant woman on the ground, everyone in the village looked around and found that all the women, whether three or eighty years old, had died in roughly the same way: their bodies were covered in male genitalia, stabbed with weapons. The men in the village, however, died in all sorts of bizarre ways, but they all had one thing in common: none of them died peacefully, and none had a complete corpse. Judging from their shattered bodies, they were all basically tortured. One of them was even thrown into a large pot; it seemed the golden dogs had boiled him alive. Most of the houses in the village were already ablaze. Huang Rong and Mu Nianci were terrified and cried at the sight, much to the envy of Bao Xiruo, who had fainted from happiness. What a blatant act of killing, looting, and burning everything! Beasts, utterly less than beasts! "Chase them!" the golden dogs said, heading east. It seemed they hadn't gone too far. At this moment, Yang Liming spoke up, his tone filled with indescribable grief and indignation. He led everyone onto the carriage and sped eastward.

Chapter Fourteen: Asura Demon Eye Just as Yang Liming, brimming with murderous intent, led his group eastward in pursuit, Xiao Bai's voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Dad, your current murderous intent is most likely to merge with the Asura Demon Eye bloodline. Is it about exchanging blood for the Asura Demon Eye bloodline?" "Xiao Bai, what is the Asura Demon Eye bloodline? What's its use? Didn't you say before that exchanging bloodlines wouldn't make me instantly stronger, or even a god? It would only accelerate my cultivation of internal energy, cultivation techniques, etc., or make me more suitable for a certain cultivation method?" "Dad, the bloodline exchange function of the Main God Ship isn't as useless as you say. For example, an ordinary person cultivating fire..." The cultivation method based on attributes increases his internal energy by one point per day. So, if he had the Phoenix bloodline, he could increase his internal energy by at least one hundred points per day. And this isn't even the primary function of the bloodline; almost every bloodline possesses its own unique racial abilities, like the Phoenix bloodline's ability to control fire. The Asura Demon Eye is not only a bloodline but also an ability. The appearance of an Asura brings corpses for miles around and rivers of blood—this is the fear people have of the Asura, because the word "Asura" represents slaughter and bloodshed. So… “Alright, alright, Xiaobai, stop rambling. Just tell me directly what the Asura Demon Eye will do for me, what benefits it will bring.” Yang Liming quickly stopped Xiaobai, seeing him about to launch into a long explanation. “Okay, Dad, I'll keep it simple.” After you acquire the Asura Demon Eye bloodline, your cultivation speed for blood-attribute techniques will be accelerated by several times. But that's not the main point. The most important thing is that once you activate the Asura Demon Eye, all enemies who see your eyes will be terrified, their fighting spirit greatly diminished. Those with far weaker mental strength might even be scared to death. It also has a hypnotic effect; for someone with significantly lower mental strength, once their eyes meet yours, you can make them reveal every shameful secret of their ancestors. In your father's words, it's the best choice for plotting against others. That's the effect of the Asura Demon Eye on enemies. As for yourself, once you activate the Demon Eye, you will feel no fear of anything, because you yourself are the most terrifying thing. Moreover, your heart will be filled with murderous intent, allowing you to be ruthless when necessary, showing absolutely no mercy. Imagine, if you, Father, are evenly matched with someone of similar strength, and you suddenly activate the Asura Demon Eye, they will be terrified, their fighting power greatly reduced. "And Dad, your killing intent surged, and you charged forward recklessly. The result is self-evident. Of course, this won't work on those with far stronger mental strength than you. If the opponent's power is truly monstrous, then there's nothing you can do." "What a wonderful thing! Especially the hypnosis aspect. I won't have to worry about being caught stealing chickens or dogs anymore." Hearing about the benefits of the Asura Demon Eye, how could he refuse it? But then he thought of a problem, "How many energy points does Xiaobai need? How much energy do I have left? I remember you said that bloodlines are very expensive?" "Dad, you still have 10,000 energy points. Apart from using 10,000 energy points and taxes to exchange for some modern weapons when you opened the Legend of the Condor Heroes world, you haven't spent much. The Asura Demon Eye bloodline requires 10,000 energy points, which you still have enough for." Yang Liming was dumbfounded. Although he knew it would cost a lot, he was still shocked. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Just for the sake of having an absolute advantage in future battles with people of the same level, he had to exchange it no matter what. "Exchange it, Xiaobai." "The words had barely left his mouth when a surge of energy emanated from his wrist. This wasn't the first time Yang Liming had experienced this, and he hadn't paid much attention at first. However, he hadn't expected that this energy would be so much more intense than when he had undergone the bloodline transformation. When the energy reached his head and brain, he felt an overwhelming, piercing pain emanating from within. He immediately stopped the car. The pain felt like something was shredding his brain, then pulling it out, then putting it back in. This sensation repeated itself endlessly, the light before his eyes flashing red and white until he could see nothing at all. He quickly closed his eyes. Yang Liming couldn't bear the pain any longer and cried out, "Ah, Xiaobai!" "Daddy, just bear with it, just a little while longer. Bloodline transformation completely alters the human body, unlike physical transformation which only requires enhancement, so it's extremely painful." Hearing his shout, those around him stopped the car again. They all looked at him; his face was pale and horribly contorted, tears and sweat streaming down his face. His fists were clenched, veins bulging. Huang Rong quickly grabbed his arm, her voice trembling with tears, "Brother Ming, what's wrong? Don't scare Rong'er!" Mu Nianci also looked at him with worry. Mustering her courage, she imitated Rong'er, holding his other arm and softly asking, "Brother Yang, are you alright?" Tears welled in her eyes. Meanwhile, Yang Tiexin thought to himself, "My son-in-law, usually so carefree, I never imagined he'd be so distressed after seeing the village's plight. He's truly a chivalrous young man, far superior to those so-called gentlemen. Nianci has truly found a good husband!" Just as the two women were about to burst into tears, Yang Liming finally broke free from the excruciating pain, almost shouting, "Life is beautiful, the power of love is great!" Opening his eyes, his vision had returned to normal. No, it was perfectly normal. His eyesight had always been far superior to ordinary people, but now he dared say even an eagle in the sky might not see as far as him. Something new entered his mind; he knew it was the method of using the Asura Demon Eye. He comforted the two women, explaining that he had just been thinking about the tragic state of the village, which was why he was feeling so bad. The two women comforted him repeatedly, making Yang Liming feel that with such wives, what more could a couple ask for? Just then, Bao Xiruo shouted, "Look everyone! Those must be Jurchen soldiers ahead. They're coming towards us!" "She had been a princess in the Jin Kingdom's palace for eighteen years. Even though she didn't care about her position at all, she was still very familiar with the Jin soldiers. She recognized them at a glance. Yang Liming was still dizzy from the torment, and Yang Tiexin was positioned further back. The two women had been worried about Yang Liming and hadn't noticed what was in front of them. So it was Bao Xiruo who spotted their target first. 'Strange, I stopped the car, why did they appear instead, and why are they coming towards us? Fine, you have a way to heaven but you choose not to take it, you have no way to hell but you insist on barging in.' Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Yang Liming's lips. 'Perfect, I'll use you Jin dogs to test the power of the Asura Demon Eye. I'll make you die even more painfully than those poor villagers.'" "It turns out that the Jurchen soldiers were robbing Song civilians in Song territory. Although they believed the cowardly Song court wouldn't dare react, they still wanted to be cautious. So, every time they marched, they would send out scouts to detect if there were any Song troops nearby. The scouts discovered a moving iron box chasing them and reported it to the main force, which is why the Jurchen soldiers turned towards Yang Liming and his group. When Yang Liming and his group saw the Jurchen army, they all got out of their carriages and glared at them with hatred. Yang Tiexin gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce on them and bite them all to death. When the Jurchens saw several people emerge from the iron box, including several beautiful women, they all screamed. Their lewd eyes were all fixed on Huang Rong and her group, and some of them were drooling. Their appearance was disgusting. A soldier who looked like a captain shouted to Yang Liming and his group from afar, "Listen up, you two Han men in front, bring over the three beauties beside you." The grandfathers had just slaughtered a lot of Han Chinese pigs and were in a good mood. They'd spared your lives because you brought them three beauties. Then, turning to Huang Rong and the others, he lewdly chuckled, "Beautiful ladies, come here quickly! Three hundred brothers are here to satisfy you one by one. They'll make you feel like you're in heaven!" He then laughed loudly with the surrounding soldiers. Huang Rong and the other girls blushed with rage. They had never seen such shameless people. Yang Liming, however, found it quite normal, because in his original world there was an even more shameless race called the "Big Dog Clan," who even had a shrine—what was it called? Looking at the creature before him that resembled that animal, Yang Liming's killing intent intensified. "What happened in that village behind us, you were the ones who did it, weren't you?" Yang Liming said coldly. Upon hearing Yang Liming's question, the leading soldier's face darkened. "So what if I am? Do you want to be like them? Do you want me to grant your wish?" Yang Tiexin roared, "Don't you beasts have any conscience? Ah!" "Conscience, hahaha, conscience!" Hearing Yang Tiexin's words, the Jin people exchanged glances and burst into laughter. The leader, still laughing, said, "Do humans need to talk about conscience with pigs and dogs? We'll kill them if we want. The Han people are slaves and livestock of our Great Jin nation. We ask you for a few things, and you dare to be unreasonable. If we don't kill you, it's simply hindering our Great Jin nation from establishing the Great Jin Empire. But you dare to curse us, none of you will live today. Of course, those few beauties are an exception." He finished with another lewd laugh. Yang Liming, instead of being angry, laughed, "You're right about one thing, humans can indeed kill pigs and dogs at will." His tone was extremely sinister. That Jin...The leader, upon hearing this, was about to reply, "You know what I mean." But before he could speak, he felt his head seem to fly higher and higher. "Whose body is this, inexplicably smashed to pieces?" That was his last thought, and then he knew nothing more. Yang Liming, with a still-smoking rocket launcher on his shoulder, looked ahead and sneered. The Jin soldiers were stunned by their captain's suddenly smashed body and his half-head still flying in mid-air. ((((Please collect, recommend, and please be kind, dear readers!))))

Chapter Fifteen: The Cycle of Heaven's Justice and the Power of the Demonic Eye "Ah, how could this be?" all the Jin soldiers cried out in terror. "Hehe, this is called killing those who kill, and being killed in the end," Yang Liming said with a smile to the Jin soldiers opposite him. The Jin soldiers opposite him felt that his smile was so eerie. They couldn't help but shout, "You scoundrel, did you use some kind of sorcery?" Yang Liming was too lazy to pay attention to these scum. In his eyes, the Jin soldiers opposite him were no different from dead men. He raised the rocket launcher on his shoulder and fired a few shots. Several more Jin soldiers followed in their captain's footsteps. They were turned into pieces of flesh, shattered even more thoroughly than the villagers they had cruelly killed. It was believed that not even a small part of them could be found. The continuous tragic deaths of several people did not scare away any Jin soldiers. Instead, it aroused their ferocity. One by one, they shouted and drew their broadswords, charging towards Yang Liming and his men. Yang Liming fired rockets indiscriminately, killing several more. However, the Jin soldiers numbered over three hundred, and they had initially surrounded Yang Liming and his men, so their positions were relatively spread out. Although Yang Liming's rockets were powerful, their rate of fire was slow, preventing him from killing many Jin soldiers. As they slowly approached, Uncle Yang Tiexin erupted. He shouted, "Ah...ah!" his fingers frantically fiddling with the machine gun Yang Liming had just given him, his eyes filled with tears as he roared, "Jin dogs, your retribution has come!" "He had suppressed too much today. Yang Tiexin was originally an extreme patriot, or in modern terms, a radical youth. Although eighteen years of longing for his wife and advancing age had somewhat diminished his youthful passion, today, from seeing the fleeing old man to witnessing the tragedy in the village, all his pent-up national and familial hatred erupted once again. The rate of fire was still very fast, and although its power was not as great as a rocket launcher, its effect was even better. Tongues of fire poured out from the muzzle, taking the lives of the Jin dogs one after another. Soon, more than twenty Jin dogs, summoned by our Lord God, went to join him. As for whether they would be kicked to become sons of Satan, that was not something we could know. One gun was still not enough to stop more than three hundred Jin dogs. After the two of them worked together to put more than one hundred to rest, the Jin dogs were less than ten meters away from them. They stared at Yang Liming with ferocious expressions, thinking, 'Once we get close to you, whether you want to kill or torture us is up to us. Let's see what you can do to us.'" Why is everyone staring at Yang Liming instead of Yang Tiexin? Didn't he kill more Jin dogs? It turns out that while Yang Tiexin killed more Jin dogs, their deaths were mostly intact, not particularly shocking. But those killed by Yang Liming's rocket launcher were all mangled corpses. Therefore, they see Yang Liming as the biggest threat and want to eliminate him first. Hence, they all stare at Yang Liming with murderous intent. Seeing the approaching Jin dogs, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci drew their weapons, their faces tense, ready for close combat. Yang Tiexin continued firing with one hand while preparing to draw his ever-present Yang family spear with the other. Only Yang Liming remained calm and composed. He coldly uttered the words "Asura Demon Eye," his eyes gradually turning blood red. Color vanished, leaving no trace of the white or black of ordinary people. With the activation of the Asura Demon Eye, a terrifying killing intent emanated from Yang Liming's body. Huang Rong and the others closest to him unconsciously moved away, a flicker of fear in their eyes. But it was only a flicker of fear; after all, Yang Liming harbored no hostility towards them. Their distance was merely a biological instinct against danger. Because of Yang Liming's unusual behavior, Yang Tiexin's attack on the Jin soldiers also ceased. However, the Jin soldiers opposite him not only didn't take this opportunity to approach Yang Liming and his group, but instead all stopped in their tracks, their faces turning deathly pale. "Father-in-law, you don't need to kill the Jin soldiers anymore. Let me handle this. I will bring the villagers' souls back from hell to reclaim the justice they deserve." Yang Liming's voice turned incredibly sinister, accompanied by his eyes that had suddenly turned blood red. Even though Yang Tiexin and Huang Rong knew he wouldn't harm them, hearing his voice still sent a chill down their spines, as if countless soul-reaping messengers were roaming around them. Seeing the Jin soldiers' strange expressions, Yang Tiexin and the others nodded stiffly. "Why, why, after just a glimpse of those blood-red eyes, can't I look away? I can't even move my body!" all the Jin soldiers cried out in their hearts. "Those eyes are absorbing the surrounding light, they're so red they're even sucking in the light. No, ah… it's absorbing my soul!" Boundless fear gripped the Jin soldiers. They felt their souls being sucked into those eyes. An endless darkness engulfed them; everything went black, then the surrounding light returned. "Huh, was that just an illusion?" one Jin soldier asked himself. "Dad, let's go fishing, okay?" A childish voice rang in his ear. Turning around, he saw a Han Chinese boy climbing on his back. The boy looked about three or four years old, with a very cute face. He was looking at him pleadingly. The Jin soldier slapped him across the face, knocking him to the ground. He shouted, "Han dog, how dare you climb on my back!" Just as he was about to kick the boy, a sudden pang of pity welled up inside him. "Strange, why do I feel sorry for this little devil? What's wrong with me?" The boy, knocked to the ground, opened his mouth and burst into tears. A pregnant woman suddenly came out, picked up the boy, and said to him, "Da Niu, what are you doing? The child just wanted to go fishing with you, why did you hit him?" Seeing the pregnant woman and looking around at the surroundings, he saw a picturesque village. The Jin soldier felt a sharp pain in his head, and then countless images flashed through his mind. "By the way, I'm Han Chinese. My name is Da Niu. I have a lovely son named Xiao Xing, and a beloved wife named Lin Ling. A few months ago, my wife became pregnant again. My work is hard, but it's fulfilling and makes me very happy." Thinking of this, he quickly hugged his little boy and cried out, "Good boy, baby, Daddy was wrong. Daddy will take my baby to catch fish right away!" The little boy immediately stopped crying and smiled, forgetting his earlier grievances. He was overjoyed. Holding his son and looking at his wife, he felt a surge of warmth. Suddenly, the scene changed, and a group of soldiers broke into his house, grabbed him, and ransacked his home, taking everything of value. He dared not resist, only thinking, "Take what you want, as long as you don't hurt my child and wife." "Although his wish wasn't excessive, reality was cruel. A soldier, seeing his wife's beauty, tore off all of Lin Ling's clothes. Hearing his wife's cries and pleas, he couldn't care less about anything else and broke free from the soldiers holding him. 'Let her go, let her go, take whatever you want.'" He shoved the soldier aside and grabbed his wife. The soldier he'd pushed aside glared at him menacingly, then, with a group of soldiers, broke his limbs. They beheaded his son and placed his head before him; he could only cry out helplessly. He watched as his wife was violated by those beasts. They removed her unborn child from her womb, waving it around and mocking him. Finally, they plunged a knife into his wife, Lin Ling's, womb. He felt his heart was dead. He could only unconsciously call out the names "Ling'er" and "Xiao Xing." A wave of pain washed over him, and he realized he'd been thrown into a large pot. The boiling water around him tormented him, and his consciousness slowly faded. When he awoke, he saw his wife and son standing unharmed before him. Tears streamed down his face as he tried to rush to embrace his beloved. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his head. "No, I'm not Da Niu, I'm Jin Ren! Who is Da Niu?" A wave of terror washed over him. Looking up, he saw his wife and children—no, it should be said that Da Niu's wife and children—looking at him with a sinister, cold smile. A jolt ran through him. Looking around, he saw figures approaching him. Jin Bing was now conscious, knowing those were the people he had killed. The vengeful spirits surrounded him, and he screamed incessantly. He was killed again and again, the same way he had killed those vengeful spirits. He died repeatedly, only to be resurrected again and again. He had broken down. In the real world, Yang Tiexin and the others only saw Jin Bing crying and... Laughing like madmen, the bowls finally collapsed to their knees, emitting terrified screams that lingered for a long time. Yang Liming walked up to a Jin soldier, his bloodshot eyes fixed on him, and said in a sinister tone, "Now you know their suffering, don't you?" The Jin soldier continued to cry and scream like a madman, ignoring him. Yang Liming looked at him, smiled, and suddenly a knife appeared in his hand. (Xiao Bai in disguise) He chopped off the Jin soldier's head with one stroke. Looking at the head flying in the sky, he said, "Since you understand their suffering, go to hell and repent to them." (Please, please collect, recommend, please!)

Chapter Sixteen: Rong'er's Little Mouth Chapter Sixteen: Rong'er's Little Mouth With one slash after another, he severed the heads of the Jin soldiers. He let the blood spurting from their necks stain his body, making him look like a true Asura returned from hell. Yang Tiexin and the others stared blankly at his murderous aura. Actually, the reason Yang Liming acted this way, besides his hatred for the Japanese from his past life, was mainly because he had activated his Asura Demon Eye. Although activating the Asura Demon Eye didn't make him lose his mind, he was still influenced by the Asura's killing intent, making him particularly enjoy killing and bloodshed. Plus, since his targets were the Jin soldiers he vehemently hated, he naturally showed no mercy. After killing over a hundred Jin soldiers, Yang Liming's killing intent gradually subsided. Then, with a look of enjoyment, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood on the ground composed of corpses and blood. The red light in his eyes gradually faded; his mental strength had reached its limit. The Asura Demon Eye involuntarily shut down. Although his mental strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, this was, after all, his first time using the Asura Demon Eye, and hypnotizing over a hundred people on such a large scale was an immense burden. He had done remarkably well to have lasted this long. As soon as Yang Liming emerged from the Asura Demon Eye state, he bent over and vomited violently. Now that he was out of the Asura Demon Eye state and back to normal, he no longer found the corpses and blood on the ground enjoyable. Waves of nausea washed over him, and he cursed himself for being a pervert. After vomiting for a while, Yang Liming was about to stand up when a dizzying sensation swept over him, and his consciousness blurred. He only managed to think to himself, "Damn it, the Asura Demon Eye exhausted my mental strength, and the side effects are here," before fainting. Seeing her brother Liming suddenly collapse, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci rushed over to support him. Both girls had tears in their eyes; Yang Liming's appearance had terrified their two little sisters. When Yang Liming found himself lying on the bed, two women, each holding one of his arms, were asleep on either side of him, their heads drooping. "Strange? How did I get here?" he wondered. He struggled to turn his still-dazed head, looking around at his surroundings. He saw a simple, old-fashioned room, its decor suggesting it was a Taoist temple. Just as Yang Liming was wondering how he got there, he suddenly heard footsteps outside. A voice called out, "Master Qiu, how is my son-in-law? Is he alright?" Yang Liming immediately recognized Yang Tiexin's voice. A middle-aged man's voice replied, "Brother Yang, don't worry. Although your son-in-law has been unconscious for a day or two, in my humble opinion, it's just overexertion. With proper rest, he will naturally wake up." Just then, the door suddenly opened. Yang Tiexin and a middle-aged Taoist priest walked in together. Upon seeing Yang Liming lying on the bed with his eyes open, Yang Tiexin happily approached him, asking with concern, "Liming, you're awake! How are you feeling?" "Are you feeling alright?" He was now extremely satisfied with this son-in-law. Not only had Yang Liming saved his and his wife's lives, but Yang Liming's willingness to kill Jin soldiers for the villagers showed his chivalry and national integrity—two qualities Yang Tiexin greatly admired. He thought to himself, "My son-in-law is far superior to my unfilial son." He didn't find Yang Liming's killing of Jin soldiers cruel. Although he was indeed shocked by his son-in-law, it passed quickly. He thought that if it were him, he would also have killed those beasts to his heart's content, drinking their blood and eating their flesh. Seeing the concern in his eyes, Yang Liming said, moved, "I'm alright now, Father-in-law. How did I get here? Where is this?" Although he already had some guesses, he still wanted to confirm. "Oh, Liming, let me introduce you. This is Master Qiu from the Quanzhen Sect. We are now at the Quanzhen Sect." "Yang Tiexin said, pulling the middle-aged Taoist priest beside him. Yang Liming thought, "Indeed, I've arrived at the Quanzhen Sect." He sized up Qiu Chuji, the later famous Changchun Zhenren. He did indeed have an upright appearance. He looked at Qiu Chuji, who was also looking at him, his eyes unfocused. "Uh," Yang Liming broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, "Although I am very handsome, you, an ancient celebrity, shouldn't be obsessed with glass, such a strange hobby that only became popular in modern times, right?" Although he thought this, he said aloud, "Master Qiu, you have shocked the martial arts world. I have long admired you. I have heard so much about your deeds! It is my honor to meet you today!" His expression made it seem as if he truly admired him. Qiu Chuji's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still unfocused as he looked at him. Suddenly, he did something that made Yang Liming's eyes widen: he actually bowed deeply to Yang Liming. "Damn it, damn it, has this Taoist priest gone mad? Even if I'm handsome and dashing, and you're from Backbone Mountain, you don't need to bow so deeply to me the moment we meet!" Qiu Chuji had no idea of the chaotic thoughts running through his mind. Seeing his dazed expression, he said, "Brother Yang, this humble Taoist thanks you on behalf of the dead people of the Great Song Dynasty. It's a pity I didn't personally kill those Jin dogs. Ah, your actions are truly admirable!" "Oh, so that's what it is," Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it. I didn't notice any such tendency when I watched The Legend of the Condor Heroes. How could it suddenly appear?" This kid completely forgot that he had been imagining things all along. "No, no, I'm Han Chinese too. How could I stand by and watch the Jin dogs bully my own people? Master Qiu, you're the one I truly admire!" At this moment, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci were also awakened by their voices. Seeing that Yang Liming was awake, Rong'er immediately threw herself into his arms, her eyes reddening, her little hands falling like raindrops. "You bad boy, you bad boy, Brother Ming is a bad boy, making Rong'er worry about you." Yang Liming pulled her hands away from his chest, and looking at Rong'er's slightly haggard but adorable face, he comforted her with heartache, "Yes, yes, it's Brother Ming's fault. I'll never dare to make Rong'er worry again, okay?" Rong'er pouted and said, "It was your fault to begin with." Seeing that his little aunt was unhappy, Yang Liming had no choice but to use his ultimate move. That was something that seemed utterly nonsensical to modern people, but everyone in ancient times believed it, especially his ancient sister, to whom he swore an oath that would kill without fail. Yang Tiexin and Qiu Chuji looked at it, shook their heads with smiles, and walked out. They didn't want to be overly familiar and act as third wheels. After making a vow and cursing themselves, they finally managed to move little Rong'er to tears of emotion and heartache. "Rong'er, how did we get to the Quanzhen Sect? I remember when I fainted, we were still quite a distance away. And what about Xiaolong'er?" Hearing his question, Mu Nianci interjected, "Brother Yang, don't worry about Xiaolong'er, my mother is taking care of her. As for how we got to the Quanzhen Sect, you'll have to ask Rong'er." Hearing Mu Nianci's words, Huang Rong proudly raised her head and told them everything. It turned out that when Yang Liming was unconscious, there was naturally no one to drive, so they had to stay put. Everyone was worried about Yang Liming's sudden fainting. In her anxiety, Huang Rong went to drive herself. This girl, in front of Yang Liming, seemed like a girl next door, but the future female strategist, clever and quick-witted, was no match for the charming Huang Rong. She thought about Yang Liming's driving style and started driving with a practiced air. In ancient times, with its wide roads, she actually managed to drive right into the Quanzhen Sect. Then Yang Tiexin gave his name, wanting to see Qiu Chuji, but was stopped by a third-generation disciple named Zhao Zhijing outside the gate, who wouldn't let them announce Qiu Chuji's arrival. Huang Rong immediately sensed that Zhao Zhijing was no good. A thought flashed through her mind: "Bad people are mostly greedy; some are greedy for money, some for sex, and some for power." So he took some gold from Yang Liming and gave it to Zhao Zhijing. Sure enough, the guy went to report it happily, his attitude completely different from before. That's how they met Qiu Chuji. Qiu Chuji and Yang Tiexin immediately became like brothers, warmly welcoming them into the guest rooms to rest. During this time, Huang Rong casually complained about Zhao Zhijing, and Qiu Chuji was furious upon hearing it, giving Zhao Zhijing a severe scolding. It's likely that Zhao Zhijing is currently cleaning the latrine and reflecting on his actions. After telling Yang Liming all this, Huang Rong looked at him with a smug and eager expression, like a kitten looking for its master's reward. Yang Liming looked at those big eyes that seemed to say "I'm awesome!" and saw her delicate appearance. He couldn't resist any longer, grabbed her, and kissed her cute, red lips... "Mmm," a soft moan escaped from Rong'er's little mouth. His wicked tongue parted Rong'er's red lips, teasing and licking her small mouth, reminiscent of eating ice cream, or like a philandering man flirting with an innocent girl. Rong'er moaned softly, unaware that her first French kiss was about to happen. The girl, just beginning to experience love, lost all defense and resistance, instinctively sticking out her little tongue in response. They kissed for a while. Only then did Rong'er realize what was happening, pushing Yang the lecherous man away. She said coquettishly..."Brother Ming is a big bad guy." Her face flushed with shyness, even her little ears turned completely red. Yang Liming saw that although she said that, she didn't look reproachful at all. He felt a surge of pride. But then he felt a jolt on his back, and a deep gaze shot towards him. Turning around, he saw Nianci, her face flushed with embarrassment at their actions. But the resentment in her eyes was so obvious. Yang Liming mentally reprimanded himself, "What a mistake, what a mistake! How could I forget about the gentle Nianci? It seems I'm still quite a distance from being a Casanova! (Author: Is this the realm of a beast?) (((Reader: Please recommend, collect, please!)))))"

Chapter Seventeen: Innate Skill, Come Out and See! For now, Rong'er is still lost in her shyness. Yang Liming, undeterred, boldly launched his teasing plan against Mu Nianci. Swaying and swaggering like a little hooligan about to harass a beauty, he approached Nianci. (I swear, if this guy said something like, "Little girl, want your brother to keep you company?", everyone would use the excuse of a hero saving a damsel in distress to kick him to death.) "Nianci, my father-in-law has betrothed you to me, so you'll be my wife from now on, right? I swear I'll treat you well from now on," Yang Liming said, looking at his Nianci with deep affection. (He thought he was being affectionate enough.) Upon hearing Yang Liming's words, who was clearly in a state of heat, Nianci's heart skipped a beat. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her large eyes, like deep blue oceans, looked timidly at Yang Liming with a hint of shyness. She whispered, "Yang, Yang, Brother Yang, I, I, I..." and then couldn't say anything more, her face turning red all the way to her neck. Looking at Nianci's charming appearance, Yang Liming thought to himself, "I don't know which great person in my past life said that the most important thing in picking up girls is to be shameless. Sure enough, I'm right." Yang must inherit this great man's legacy and become a legendary Casanova. (What legacy? He's not dead yet, is he? Also, let me declare again, you're a beast, not a Casanova.) "Hehehehe, I've already tasted Rong'er's sweet lips today, and I can't let Nianci go either. I'm a fair pervert, I won't show favoritism." Yang Liming shamelessly cheered himself on in his heart. He pulled Nianci into his arms, feeling her delicate body still trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a sweet love in his heart. He tightened his grip, pulling her warm, soft body firmly into his embrace. Nianci nestled in his arms, her body flushed. She looked up at him, her shy gaze like the best aphrodisiac, driving Yang Liming almost mad. He held her soft, cotton-like body tightly, burying his face in her beautiful, black hair, savoring its delicate fragrance. The faint jasmine perfume, mixed with the unique, ethereal scent of a virgin, was like a fine wine, intoxicating even before tasting, penetrating to the heart. Yang Liming... His younger sister, Nianci, whispered in his ear, "From today onwards, you belong only to me. What Brother Yang and Rong'er just did, wouldn't you like Brother Yang to do it too?" These words, like a gentle spring rain, touched Nianci's heart. Her heart fluttered, a sweet blush mingling with shyness, and a soft smile appeared on her face. She whispered in his ear, "Brother Yang, you're such a lecher! I don't want to!" Hearing these tender words, Yang Liming's blood surged. He became a typical animal driven by lust, feeling only that this girl's words... As if possessed by a strange magic, he tightly embraced that delicate body, and his manhood instantly hardened to its peak, thick and long, pressing against Nianci's lower abdomen. His demonic hands slowly moved downwards, grasping Nianci's fragrant buttocks. Nianci was startled. After all, she and her father, Yang Tiexin, had wandered the martial world for many years. Although she remained chaste and still a shy and innocent young girl, it didn't mean she was ignorant. Even if she hadn't eaten pork, she'd seen pigs run, right? The shameful thing Yang Brother was pressing against her lower abdomen... The little girl naturally understood what he meant. Feeling the warmth of his buttocks, she quickly tried to push Yang Liming away, "Brother Yang, don't do this! Nianci is already your wife, but Rong'er is still here! There are other people here, I don't want this!" Yang Liming wasn't about to let her escape so easily. He hugged her even tighter, teasingly saying, "Nianci, do you mean that when no one's around, anything is possible? Look at how shy you are, almost crying." Yang Liming knew the time was right; if he continued like this, it would only... It would backfire, and might even annoy the little girl, which would be a loss. But letting go like that felt like a waste, so he said, "Nianci is so beautiful, I really can't bear to let her go. How about this, Nianci and I will do what I just did with Rong'er to make it up to you, okay?" Yang Liming was just saying it casually, not holding out much hope. He figured he would let her go even if Nianci didn't want to. Unexpectedly, Nianci stomped her little feet, stood on tiptoe, and poked her little mouth at Yang Liming's big mouth. She tried to escape, but when Yang Liming saw her mouth approaching him, he froze. However, when Nianci kissed him, he was completely awake. He wasn't about to let the beautiful flesh he had in his grasp escape so easily. His large mouth chased after her small mouth, kissing those two bright red, sweet cherry lips once more. The little girl's mouth carried a faint fragrance of sesame flowers, like an enticing pastry. Lin Wanrong greedily sucked on her delicate, petal-like lips, feeling their softness and smoothness. He was already an expert in this, prying open her tightly closed teeth, searching for those delicate, fragrant lips. With a gentle suck of her little tongue, a few wisps of light, sweet saliva, drop by drop, seeped into her heart and soul. He used one hand to press her soft, fragrant buttocks tightly together. Qiaoqiao let out a soft "woof," her slender neck arched high, desperately sucking on her brother's tongue. Her hot breath hit his face, making her body even hotter. She had long forgotten to struggle; her long arms tightly embraced her brother's body, immersed in the pleasure of their union. They forgot about time, simply lost in each other's tenderness. For Yu Nianci, Yang Liming was her husband, a marriage arranged by her father. What couldn't she give him? She only wanted to escape Yang Liming's embrace because she was shy and Huang Rong was there, a large third wheel. Now, she was so captivated by her brother Yang's kiss that she forgot everything else, only knowing how to please her lover. Just as their kiss was flowing like the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, unstoppable, a soft moan rang in their ears, instantly bringing Nianci back to her senses. Like a startled deer, she flinched... The older brother's chest broke free. Covering her blushing face, she opened the door and ran out. Yang Liming saw that Nianci had run away, but he didn't chase after her. He turned back to look at Rong'er, who had already recovered from her shyness. She had her little mouth puffed out and was looking at him with a dissatisfied expression. Just as Yang Liming thought he was about to get jealous, Rong'er did something that made him both laugh and cry. Huang Rong raised her little hand and scraped her right cheek, saying as she did so, "Brother Ming and Sister Mu aren't shy," and then gave Yang Liming... She stuck out her tongue and made a face, then looked at him with a wronged expression. This little girl had completely forgotten that her embarrassing boyfriend had just done the same thing with her. Early the next morning, Yang Liming went to find Qiu Chuji, even though he had been immersed in the sweet moments with his two sisters all day. This didn't mean he had forgotten his main purpose for coming to the Eagle Shooting Heroes tournament. He had come here to learn unparalleled martial arts! "Master Qiu, I have a favor to ask, please grant it!" Yang Liming said, clasping his hands in a mock-serious gesture towards Qiu Chuji. Qiu Chuji already held a great liking for him, so seeing that he had a favor to ask, he naturally didn't refuse. "Brother Yang, please tell me what you need. As long as it's within my power, I will do my best." Yang Liming was delighted to hear this. "You said it yourself!" he exclaimed. He quickly replied, "This junior has long admired your esteemed sect's patriarch, Chongyang. Not only is his martial arts unparalleled, but his Taoist teachings are also extremely profound. I truly admire him greatly! Since arriving at your sect, I've always wanted to visit his former study to study the notes he left behind. I wonder if that would be possible?" Qiu Chuji said... "I understand," Yang Liming said, "So you admire my master. What's wrong with that? His study has nothing but Taoist scriptures; it's no big deal to let you in for a look." Qiu Chuji readily agreed and led Yang Liming to Wang Chongyang's former study. As soon as Yang Liming entered, he rushed over, grabbed a Taoist scripture from the shelf, and started flipping through it. The boy thought, "I don't believe Wang Chongyang really didn't leave behind the Innate Skill. Just because you Seven Masters of Quanzhen can't find it doesn't mean I can't. Even if I can't find it, I can always go to the Ancient Tomb." Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Liming... Yang Liming hurriedly flipped through the scriptures (actually, he was looking for martial arts techniques), thinking to himself, "What a diligent and studious child!" Little did he know that the other man was desperately trying to poach members from his Quanzhen Sect. If he had known, he probably wouldn't have said that. "Young Brother Yang," Qiu Chuji said, "you can slowly study the notes left by your master. I have some miscellaneous matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now." "Oh, please go ahead, Daoist Master," Yang Liming replied. He couldn't wait for him to leave; since Qiu Chuji had said so himself, how could he refuse? After Qiu Chuji left, Yang Liming became even more arrogant. Zhang practically ransacked the place, completely forgetting he was a guest. "Come out! Innate Skill, come out! Come out! Innate Skill, come out!" But the Innate Skill seemed deaf to his calls and simply couldn't find him. "Damn it, why can't I find it?" ((Nonsense, if it were that easy to find, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen who'd been in this study for decades might as well have all committed suicide!)) ((((Dear readers, please recommend, recommend, and add to your favorites! Please, everyone, I beg you!)))))

Chapter 18: Yang Liming practically turned Wang Chongyang's study upside down, but still found nothing related to martial arts. The shelves were filled with nothing but Taoist scriptures. "Damn it, could Wang Chongyang have really gone mad from practicing martial arts? If he really left nothing to his disciples and grand-disciples, what's the use of taking all his martial arts to his grave?" Wang Chongyang's Innate Skill, even before being fully mastered, had already reached the Innate Realm, surpassing the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar, becoming the undisputed number one in the world. Clearly, his Innate Skill was no less powerful than the so-called Nine Yin Manual. Yang Liming even suspected that Wang Chongyang obtained the Nine Yin Manual but didn't practice it because he himself believed the Nine Yin Manual wasn't necessarily better than the Innate Skill. After searching for a while longer, Yang Liming, hoping to find the Innate Skill in the study by chance, finally gave up helplessly. He had originally thought that even if Wang Chongyang was foolish, he wouldn't let his martial arts be lost in vain, right? He hadn't expected him to be so foolish. He dejectedly consoled himself, "Oh well, maybe this isn't the only good place to hide martial arts techniques." *Thump!* Yang Liming kicked the bookshelf in frustration. "Ouch! What hit me?" Looking down, he saw a book that had fallen from the top of the shelf. His kick had made the shelf wobble, causing the book to fall. The cover was covered in dust, with three large characters clearly written on it. Yang Liming's eyes widened, his pupils contracting. It read… [The Three Character Classic] "Damn it! Wang Chongyang's study still has the Three Character Classic for elementary school children? What was he thinking?" He reached out to pick it up and put it back, but as his hand touched it, a thought struck him. He flipped to the first page and instinctively saw the words, "At the beginning of life, man is inherently good." But upon closer inspection, it was completely different. The book read, "If anyone is destined to obtain this book, it is surely ordained by Heaven, and they are a disciple of Wang Chongyang, a generation after him." Yang Liming squinted and turned to the second page. "Of the seven disciples Chongyang took in his life, some lacked talent, while others had overly extreme personalities. Chongyang was truly uneasy about passing on this skill to them, lest they unintentionally cause a great disaster." "Wang Chongyang certainly understood his own disciples. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were not bad people, and might even be considered good people. But their personalities were indeed not good." He leaned back and continued reading. "Chongyang knew his time was coming to an end, and unwilling to let his life's learning go unsold, he had no choice but to write this book to leave to future generations." He turned to another page, and the three characters "Xiantian Gong" (Innate Skill) made Yang Liming feel a surge of exhilarating pleasure. It turned out that Wang Chongyang was unwilling to let his skills go unsold, so he hid his martial arts in this Three Character Classic. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen weren't unfamiliar with this book; on the contrary, many second- and third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect had seen it. However, in ancient times, even three-year-old children could recite the Three Character Classic fluently, so not a single Quanzhen disciple was interested in even glancing at it. How could they know that the book contained hidden secrets? This peerless manual was thus wasted decades. Yang Liming, having obtained the martial arts manual, couldn't wait to sit down and carefully read it. As a modern person, especially one who enjoys reading various novels, Yang Liming naturally shared the same fervor for legendary martial arts. "Before sitting down, one must have a clear and empty mind, without a single thought. When thoughts are settled, emotions are forgotten; when the body is empty, qi circulates; when the heart is dead, the spirit lives; when yang is abundant, yin diminishes… Reading the later passages, each sentence was profound, each word containing hidden mysteries. It took a long time to slowly understand each word, until he felt he had it thoroughly in his heart. Then he found a slightly spacious area in the room, sat on the ground, and began to cultivate according to the methods recorded in the book. Yang Liming circulated his qi three times within his body according to the methods recorded in the book, and then he vaguely felt a faint warmth under his dantian. He was overjoyed, thinking, 'Could this be the legendary internal energy?'" "When his mind wandered, he suddenly felt the energy in his dantian vanish without a trace. Slightly startled, he quickly cleared his mind of distractions and focused entirely on the method of circulating his energy. Sure enough, within a short while, he felt a faint flow of energy emanating from his dantian again. After practicing this more than ten times, Yang Liming read the annotations in the Innate Skill and tried to slowly control the energy flow in his dantian. After an unknown amount of time, he was able to gradually solidify the small stream of energy in his dantian, and even if he was slightly distracted, it wouldn't dissipate. He couldn't help but wonder, 'If I were to move around freely in my normal life, I wonder if I could freely gather the energy in my dantian?' So, he suddenly stood up from the ground, deliberately jumped around the room for a while, and then, following the method of raising energy recorded in the true scripture, he circulated his energy again. Suddenly, the energy flow returned to his dantian. Overjoyed, he thought, 'It seems I have grasped a little of the introductory method of the Innate Skill. I really am a martial arts genius!' He was filled with pride." At this moment, Xiaobai's voice rang in Yang Liming's mind, "Dad, congratulations! You've already entered the realm of martial arts!" "Entered what? Are there different levels in martial arts?" Yang Liming asked blankly. "Of course, Dad! Martial arts have many levels. Just having a sense of Qi like you is called entering the realm. There's a difference between the Acquired Realm and the Innate Realm. After breaking through the Innate Realm, there's the Realm of Unity of Heaven and Man, and above that is the so-called 'Entering the Dao through Martial Arts and Breaking Through the Void,' which can also be called the Heavenly Dao. Moreover, each realm has different levels. Take the Acquired Realm for example. The Acquired Realm is divided into the early stage, like most ordinary martial artists, the middle stage, represented by the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, the late stage, represented by the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, and the Great Perfection stage, like Mei Chaofeng—four whole levels!" "What about the Innate Realm?" Yang Liming asked impatiently. "The innate realm is divided into three levels: early, middle, and late. There's no perfect late stage; after that, it's directly the unity of heaven and man. Breaking through the void can no longer be considered martial arts; at this level, one can roam freely in the air, that is, fly." Yang Liming stroked his chin and thought for a moment. "It seems the Five Greats are all innate masters." "Xiaobai, how do you know all this? And when can I break through to the early stage of the acquired realm?" "This information was stored in the main god's AI when it was created. The main god's AI is much stronger than those so-called intelligent computers," Xiaobai said with no small amount of pride. "As for when Dad can break through to the early stage of the acquired realm, if Dad lets me use energy points to conjure up some kind of elixir like the Great Rejuvenation Pill from Shaolin Temple, I can do it immediately. Ordinary people need at least a year of diligent practice, but of course, with good martial arts manuals, it probably won't take that long," Yang Liming didn't hesitate and asked Xiaobai to conjure up the Great Rejuvenation Pill. He already knew that since Xiaobai made a suggestion, it meant it would benefit him. After spending 10,000 energy points to obtain the Great Rejuvenation Pill, Yang Liming immediately took it and began cultivating. After being struck by lightning, he still had 10,000 energy points left. Aside from the 10,000 he needed to return to his own world, he could still use 10,000… The Great Rejuvenation Pill slid down his esophagus and into his body. Immediately, a sharp pain shot through Yang Liming's abdomen. He felt a vast surge of vital energy spreading from his dantian, several times stronger than his newly formed true energy. He carefully guided this energy along the pathways of the Innate Skill, and the meridians along its path instantly opened. Under the flow of this vital energy, Yang Liming became immersed in a state of cultivation. When he awoke, he found his mind much clearer and sensed the internal energy in his dantian. It was dozens of times greater than before taking the Great Rejuvenation Pill. "Strange, Xiaobai, is early-stage Acquired Realm already this strong?" "Dad, you should already be in the mid-stage of Acquired Realm, right? I didn't expect the Innate Skill to bring out the Great Rejuvenation Pill's effects so well. A good martial arts manual really makes a difference!" "Mid-stage Acquired Realm!" Yang Liming thought, "With my physical abilities far superior to ordinary people, plus this mid-stage Acquired Realm internal energy, I should be able to compete with any of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, right?" He thought that as long as he had energy, he could conjure up miraculous pills to increase his power. It really felt like he had a cheat code. From now on, all those Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar can step aside! Wahahahaha (((((((Collect, recommend, thank you, thank you, I am extremely grateful.)))))))

Chapter Nineteen: From now on, all those legendary figures like the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar, the Ancient Tomb Loli, can step aside! Wahahahaha. Just as Yang Liming was lost in a wonderful fantasy of trampling Western Poison Ouyang Feng underfoot, beating Northern Beggar Hong Qigong with a flick of his wrist, and then glaring at the Eastern Heretic and Southern Emperor until they were all terrified and wet themselves, becoming invincible under heaven, Little White's merciless blow finally pulled him back to reality. "Dad, taking too many elixirs isn't good for you. No one can become a true master just by relying on elixirs." "Why? Didn't I just eat the Great Rejuvenation Pill and immediately break through to the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm?" Yang Liming asked, not quite understanding. "You're so stupid! Dad, you've read so many novels! Have you ever seen any protagonists who gained their power through sheer luck? If you don't work hard, even if you have tons of elixirs, you'll only become someone who's outwardly strong but inwardly weak. Think about Duan Yu, the protagonist in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*. Although he had a fortuitous encounter and gained superb martial arts skills, he didn't know how to use them. When he encountered a powerful enemy, he still had to use the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to escape." After listening to Xiaobai's words, Yang Liming finally understood. Xiaobai's meaning was simple: Yang Liming was like Duan Yu in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, suddenly gaining immense internal energy, but unable to use it to unleash its true power. After all, his internal energy wasn't cultivated by himself; it was forcibly injected from outside. In short, things are best used when you own them. His current task was to quickly make the internal energy within him his own, which required diligent practice and control. The reason he couldn't consume too many elixirs now was because the stronger the internal energy, the more difficult it was to control. His skill was still shallow, so it would take him several days of hard work to convert the internal energy in his body into his own. Otherwise, if he were given a handful of Great Rejuvenation Pills now, not to mention whether his dantian could withstand it, or whether it would cause a dantian explosion leading to death, the sheer increase in internal energy would be enough to make him... worry about how to quickly subdue the internal energy within him, troubling him for years or even decades. Having figured this out, Yang Liming picked up the Three Character Classic (Innate Skill), put it in his pocket, and left Wang Chongyang's study. Since he already had the manual, there was no need to stay any longer. For the next half month, Yang Liming lived a life of blissful oblivion. In the mornings, he spent his time with Rong'er and Nianci, strengthening their bonds, and in the evenings, he diligently practiced the Innate Skill. In just half a month, not only did he thoroughly consolidate his mid-stage Acquired Realm, but he also broke through to the late-stage Acquired Realm. Why did he progress so quickly? Xiao Bai explained, "Dad, the effects of the Great Rejuvenation Pill you took last time weren't fully absorbed; some remained in your body. It wasn't until these past few days, due to your diligent practice, that the effects were fully activated, further strengthening your internal energy. Of course, this is also inseparable from your innate talent for cultivation." Hearing this, Yang Liming felt a surge of satisfaction, constantly praising himself as a prodigy, and was quite smug for a while. After learning the Innate Skill, Yang Liming then set his sights on the Nine Yin Manual that Wang Chongyang had inscribed in the secret chamber of the Ancient Tomb Sect. After several days of investigation, he had already figured out the location of the Ancient Tomb Sect.After greeting his two concubines, he ran towards the back of the mountain. "Haha, looks like my luck's pretty good this time, finding it so quickly!" Yang Liming said happily, standing by a pool on the back of Zhongnan Mountain. Taking a deep breath by the pool, Yang Liming jumped in with a "plop" and swam towards the depths. After diving about ten meters, he finally saw a cave. This must be the underwater cave leading to the Tomb of the Living Dead. "Yang Liming thought to himself as he swam through the cave. Not long after entering, the cave began to darken, and after about a minute, he was surrounded by complete darkness. Fortunately, Yang Liming's internal energy was already quite advanced, and he also possessed the Asura Demon Eye, a wondrous eye technique, so he could barely make out the outlines of his surroundings, preventing him from crashing into the walls. It was at this moment that Yang Liming changed his previous leisurely pace and began to swim forward with all his might. It wasn't that Yang Liming was afraid of the dark, but rather that he was nearing his limit. Although Yang Liming could hold his breath longer than the average person, he hadn't yet reached the Innate Realm and didn't possess the legendary internal energy, so his breath-holding time was still only a few minutes. And now, Yang Liming still hadn't seen the exit, so it was better to swim quickly, lest he drown before becoming a martial arts master. 'He just left a back door, was it really necessary to make it this long?'" "Yang Liming swam along, grumbling inwardly about the dead Wang Chongyang. 'Ouch!' Lost in his thoughts, Yang Liming bumped into a wall. The sudden impact caused him to instinctively cry out, swallowing several mouthfuls of water. Reflexively, he began swimming upwards. When struggling to breathe underwater, instinct drives one to swim. Luckily, Yang Liming was fortunate; once he reached the surface, he realized he was in the secret chamber, and the wall had been the end of the tunnel. 'Cough, cough, cough,' he coughed as he looked around, but after a while, he stopped looking and focused on coughing up the water he had swallowed. Because it was too dark around him, there was no light at all, so even with his excellent eyesight, Yang Liming couldn't see very clearly. Once he had finally caught his breath, he immediately asked Xiaobaihua to use ten energy points to conjure up a relatively high-performance flashlight. After turning on the flashlight, he eagerly began to study the Nine Yin Manual above his head. (((Some might ask here why Yang Liming didn't use energy points to conjure a small submarine and then easily infiltrate? That's because he thought that if Yang Guo from The Return of the Condor Heroes could swim out, he could too, so he didn't use his energy points, and almost drowned.)))))) "The Way of Heaven is to take from the surplus and give to the deficiency…the deficiency overcomes the surplus…Nine Yin White Bone Claw, Nine Yin Bone Forging Chapter, Soul Transfer Technique, the whip techniques of the Nine Yin Manual, White Spike Whip, Heart-Shattering Palm, Nine Yin Healing Chapter, Acupoint Striking Chapter, etc. Almost every martial art in the Nine Yin Manual was inscribed by Wang Chongyang. Now, all of it benefited Yang Liming." Using Xiaobai's magic, he conjured paper and pen and began copying the Nine Yin Manual from above. The Nine Yin Manual didn't have many characters, so Yang Liming finished copying it in a short time. After finishing, Yang Liming didn't leave immediately. Instead, he gently moved the coffin-shaped stone slab above his head and appeared in the ancient tomb like a ghost. Leaving the stone chamber, he walked forward for about twenty meters. Three forks appeared before him. Being new to the area, Yang Liming was naturally unsure which way to go. After pondering for a while, he picked up a small pebble and marked it with Arabic numerals "、", "、". He followed the path marked with "、". After about ten meters, two more forks appeared, this time marked with commas. Yang Liming continued forward, marking the paths, but still couldn't find the legendary training room inscribed with Quanzhen Sect martial arts. He also didn't see a single person. Although Wang Chongyang was considered half a master to Yang Liming, he still cursed him in his heart. (Wang Chongyang's spirit in the underworld said: "Haven't you cursed your master enough? I...") This guy spends all his time building such a huge underground project, how much manpower and resources does it take? If these engineers were used in war, they might have driven the Jurchens out of Shanhaiguan long ago. This waste of manpower and resources is comparable to Qin Shi Huang. "More importantly, this place is like a maze, I'm almost completely lost." Yang Liming added in his mind. While complaining in his heart, Yang Liming passed a room that looked like any of the many rooms in the ancient tomb. He didn't pay any attention to it and continued walking, but just as he was getting closer, he heard the sound of water coming from the room. This sound startled the lost Yang Liming. "There must be someone in this room, right?" He kicked open the door and went inside. A fragrance wafted towards him. Yang Liming had smelled this fragrance every day recently. His sister Nianci and sister Rong'er both had it. Yang Liming recognized the scent as that of a young woman, a combination of a beautiful woman and a virgin, he thought to himself with certainty. Looking around the room, he confirmed that someone lived there, and it was a woman. ((Isn't that obvious!)) In the middle of the room was a large bathtub filled with water. Yang Liming walked towards it. Just as he approached, the water in the tub gushed upwards, and something popped out. He was startled. Then… “Ah…” A scream that almost pierced Yang Liming's eardrums rang out, followed by a “thud,” and a small, pink fist struck one of Yang Liming's eyes. Awakened by the pain, Yang Liming realized he had become a half-national treasure. “Get out! Don't look!” a sweet cry rang out. Now, only one thought remained in Yang Liming's mind: “I never imagined there was a little girl practicing breath-holding techniques in that big bathtub! Ugh! … (((Collect, collect, recommend, recommend, recommend, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!)))

Chapter Twenty: The Strange Uncle "You bastard, hooligan, pervert, you stinky man, what are you standing there for? Get out of here! You big bastard, big hooligan, big pervert, you'll die a horrible death, you..." The little girl in the large bathtub, her face flushed with shame and anger, yelled at Yang Liming. Although her voice was clear and melodious, her tone was full of contempt. In her mouth, Yang Liming had transformed from a big pervert into an evil character who disrupted world peace and deserved to be killed by everyone. But was Yang Liming such an honest person? "Damn it, you little brat, you think I'll just leave just because you tell me to? You insult me, so I'll just let you insult me? I should at least get some interest back," he thought to himself, then began to rudely examine the little girl with her naked bottom in the bathtub. Seeing that the lecherous man ignored her and continued to stare at her defiantly, the little girl quickly tried to shrink her small body further into the water. However, the water was too clear, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape Yang's gaze. Although the little girl's face was full of slight anger, it couldn't hide her beauty. This girl was probably thirteen or fourteen years old, with arched eyebrows, large eyes, cherry lips, and a rosy face, exuding a mischievous air. Although young, her eyes held a hint of allure. Her naked body revealed flawless, porcelain-like skin that seemed ready to burst at any moment. Of all the girls Yang Liming had ever seen, only his sister Rong'er might be slightly more beautiful than her. She was truly a top-tier little loli. Yang, the lecherous man, was seeing stars and almost drooled. His urge to act like a strange old man grew stronger. "No, no, this little girl is still a child. I'm a respectable young man from modern society, how can I have such a depraved thought!" He thought this, but his evil heart had already taken over, unleashing the desires he'd suppressed for nineteen years as a virgin. He slowly walked towards the girl. Seeing the strange man approaching, the girl seemed to realize that yelling like before wouldn't work, and immediately splashed water from the bathtub at Yang, shouting, "Go away, go away! Don't come any closer!" Yang, splashed with water, finally sobered up a little. He saw the naked little girl in the bathtub, her big eyes looking at him pitifully. He inwardly cried out, "Shame on me, why is my self-control so poor today?" He quickly turned around and said, "Okay, okay, little sister, I won't look anymore. Hurry up and put your clothes on. I have something to ask you later." "You really won't look?" the little girl asked. Seeing Yang Liming nod, he slowly and cautiously climbed out of the bathtub, quickly dried himself, and started dressing. Hearing the rustling of clothes behind him, Yang Liming mentally shouted, "I'll endure it! I'll endure it! I absolutely won't be a creepy uncle! I can't turn back! I'm a good person, there's absolutely no mistake about that!" But the enormous thing sticking out of his pocket betrayed him completely. "Whoosh!" Yang Liming heard a whooshing sound behind him. "Damn it, what a heartless little girl! I only glanced at you a few times, and she actually attacked me, trying to kill me to silence me." "I felt the force behind me almost reaching my back. Turning around now is definitely too late!" He roared, managing to channel all his power into his back. With a "thud," Yang Liming was sent flying, crashing into the wall of the room before falling to the ground. He felt dizzy and his back burned with pain. "Luckily, my body was already five times stronger than an ordinary person, and I've cultivated the Innate Skill to the late stage of the third level of the Acquired Realm. Otherwise, I would have been badly injured. I didn't expect this little girl to be so ruthless at such a young age." The little girl stood with a frosty expression where Yang Liming had just been sent flying. Seeing him slowly rise again after being sent flying by her full-force palm strike, she ignored her surprise and immediately charged forward again, eager to give this filthy man who had seen her naked body a few more blows. Seeing the little girl strike again, Yang Liming, this time prepared, didn't fall for it and turned to dodge. But the little girl didn't stop, continuing her pursuit of Yang Liming. "You damned lecher, I'm going to kill you!" The girl's martial arts were not weak; at such a young age, she already possessed the peak of the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, slightly surpassing the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. However, she was far from being a match for Yang Liming, who had already entered the late-stage of the Acquired Realm. "Damn it, you brat! I only glanced at you a few times, did you think I liked looking at your still flat chest? Lecher, my foot! Where am I lechering you?" The little girl became even angrier after hearing his words, and her attacks grew increasingly vicious. She unleashed a variety of moves, including a chokehold, a groin kick, and eye gouging. Yang Liming, seeing that she clearly intended to cripple him, was also enraged. He had just been too accommodating because he had taken advantage of the young girl; otherwise, with his martial arts skills, he could have easily subdued her in a few moves. But now, seeing the little girl's blatant disrespect, he decided to teach her a lesson. Yang Liming channeled his innate energy and struck the little girl with a palm strike, though he held back some force; severely injuring such a beautiful girl wouldn't be his style. Seeing the power in his palm, the little girl dared not underestimate him and quickly withdrew her hands and feet from Yang Liming's attack, focusing all her strength on... Meeting Yang Liming's attack head-on, their palms clashed. "Bang!" The little girl staggered backward, her chest heaving from the force of Yang Liming's palm strike. Seeing her retreat, Yang Liming pursued, gathering his innate internal energy in his fingers, and struck a pressure point on the little girl's chest. With her pressure point sealed, she was unable to move. She then saw the strange uncle, his face lewd and grinning, approaching her. (Aside from herself) terrified, she cursed herself for her impulsiveness. If she had known the strange uncle's martial arts were so high, she should have tried to escape first before finding her master. Now, she feared her reputation was ruined. "You...you...you filthy lecher! What do you want to do to me? I'm telling you, you better not get any ideas. Otherwise, my master won't let you off!" She then shouted towards the door, "Master, Granny Sun, help! There's a lecher! Help!" However, the rooms in the ancient tomb were separated by thick stone walls, so the little girl's cries were clearly useless. Yang Liming scooped up the little girl and sat down on a stone chair, placing her across his lap. The little girl cried even louder. Seeing her delicate appearance, and remembering her ruthless nature and impressive martial arts skills at such a young age, Yang Liming knew he had to discipline her now, or she would become a little devil in the world. He stroked her shapely bottom, wondering where to begin. Seeing the creepy uncle groping her bottom, the little girl yelled at Yang Liming, "You big bad guy, you big pervert! How dare you treat me like this? I'll kill you someday! You just wait, you big bastard, you bad guy, you big pervert..." Seeing this little brat still daring to threaten him, Yang Liming showed no mercy. He raised his hand high and "slapped" the little girl's cute bottom. The little girl felt a burning pain on her bottom; she had never suffered such humiliation in her life! She felt both ashamed and upset. Thinking that she might be violated by the creepy uncle today, her reputation was ruined. Unable to bear the blow any longer, she burst into tears, cursing the creepy uncle who was now holding her. ((Guess who the little girl is, please add to your favorites and recommend, thank you.)))

Chapter 21: Maybe This Time It's Really Got It! Chapter 21: Maybe This Time It's Really Got It! Yang Liming was annoyed by her crying. He frowned, glared at the little girl, and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Shut up, or I'll rape you." It was no use; the little girl didn't give him any face. "Wah!" she cried again, tears streaming down her face. It seemed he had no choice but to resort to drastic measures! He rubbed the little girl's bottom with his right hand, then pulled down her pants a little, revealing half of her white and tender little bottom. He patted it, "Hey, this girl's bottom feels pretty good." Yang Liming's heart skipped a beat, and his huge member uncontrollably awakened, pressing against the little girl's belly. The little girl, who was wailing, felt the big hand on her bottom and the huge member on her lower abdomen, and her heart skipped a beat. Finally, she shut up. She sobbed, "If I... if I don't cry... you won't hit me or rape me, right?" Her little face was pitiful, and she couldn't tell at all of the fierceness she had just shown when she was about to kill someone. Seeing that she had given in, Yang Liming smiled and said, "Of course! As long as you're obedient, little sister, I won't hit you or rape you, okay? Be good, okay?" He looked just like the Big Bad Wolf tricking Little Red Riding Hood! The little girl, without thinking, hurriedly said, "I'll be good, I'll be good, Mochou will definitely be good." "What? Li Mochou?" Although he had already guessed some things, he was still a little surprised to hear the little girl say it aloud. Of course, along with the surprise came a sense of accomplishment. "Li Mochou! The Red Serpent Fairy of later generations, the murderous witch whose presence caused rivers of blood to flow, and everyone trembled in fear." But now she was being held in his arms and having her little bottom patted. I'm so talented! "Little white flower.""Use the energy points to conjure up a lollipop," Yang Liming mentally instructed Xiaobai. He'd given her a good whack, after all, she was a famous character from *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, and a lovely little girl at that; he shouldn't mistreat her too much. He held the lollipop, which had appeared out of thin air, in front of Li Mochou, saying, "Little sister, want a lollipop? Big brother will give you one." His voice and expression were incredibly wicked! Mochou was terrified by his lewd appearance and almost cried again. She hurriedly and timidly said, "Mochou will be very good, you can't lie to me." Her big eyes clearly showed her ill intentions. "He... this little girl really doesn't appreciate kindness! What kind of look is that? I'm making you the first ancient child to eat this revolutionary snack! You don't even thank me! And you actually..." The displeased uncle, regardless of the little girl's wishes, shoved the lollipop into her mouth. The little girl was initially startled, but was quickly won over by the snack in her mouth; it was much tastier than candied hawthorns. (The lack of snacks was a tragedy for children in ancient times.) She quickly finished the lollipop in her mouth. After eating the treat the strange uncle had given her, she suddenly didn't find him so repulsive anymore, even though he was quite lecherous! "Big brother, what did you just give me? It's so delicious! I want more!" The little girl showed no restraint whatsoever. "Ugh, how did he become 'big brother'? Isn't he a lecherous scoundrel?" Yang Liming thought to himself, marveling at how practical this little brat was, how quickly her emotions changed. He gave her another lollipop, tempting her, "Mo Chou, do you have a bed here called the Jade Cold Bed? Where is it?" This boy has ulterior motives! Although little Li Mo Chou often secretly slipped out of the Ancient Tomb to experience the outside world, hiding it from her master, her personality wasn't as innocent as the later Little Dragon Girl. But at only twelve or thirteen years old, she didn't fully understand how precious her family's Jade Cold Bed was. In her eyes, that freezing, broken bed was less valuable than the lollipop in front of her. So, without even hesitating, she revealed the location of the Jade Cold Bed. If Lin Chaoying in the underworld knew that the little girl considered the Jade Cold Bed, which could double the speed of increasing one's internal energy, as worthless junk, even cheaper than a five-cent lollipop, she might be furious enough to return from the underworld and give her a good scolding. "Alright, I know where the Jade Cold Bed is. Now tell your brother, who is your master? Where is she now? Where do you keep your martial arts manuals?" "Take me to get it, and I'll give you a lollipop, okay?" Yang Liming went all out, tempting the little girl Li Mochou with a lollipop. This time, the little girl didn't readily agree, but resolutely said, "No, I knew you were a bad person, trying to steal our martial arts manual." Yang Liming wasn't disappointed by her response; he knew this trick was unlikely to work. He had originally planned to copy (steal) a copy of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra for his future wives to practice. (He guessed the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra should have beauty benefits, right?) "Actually, it's not necessarily impossible. As long as you take me out of the Ancient Tomb when you leave, I'll tell you," just as Yang Liming was about to give up on his idea of stealing the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts, little Li Mochou's eyes lit up and she continued, "Eh, can't you leave the Ancient Tomb yourself?" "This little girl actually wants me to take her out of the ancient tomb? Does she think she can leave her own home?" Yang Liming was puzzled. Little Mochou's eyes reddened upon hearing his words, and she pouted, saying aggrievedly, "Master won't let me go out to play. She closed the stone door of the ancient tomb. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out." It turned out that little Mochou was playful and often ran out of the ancient tomb for no reason. After her master caught her the first time, he finally couldn't stand this disobedient little girl anymore and simply sealed the tomb's exit with a huge rock. Anyone whose skill level wasn't comparable to her master's couldn't move that rock. "Then how can you be sure I can take you out?" Yang Liming asked after hearing Li Mochou's words. Little Mochou rolled her eyes at him, looking down on him, "Didn't you already come in?" "Hehehe," Yang Liming realized he had asked a silly question. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head and chuckled sheepishly. "So, are you going to agree or not?" "If you don't agree, even if you rape me, I won't tell you where our Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts manuals are hidden." Little Mochou, seeing him just grinning foolishly and refusing to agree, grew impatient and gave him an ultimatum. "Fine, why not?" Yang Liming quickly replied. Just agreeing to have a gorgeous little girl by his side would get him a pile of martial arts manuals. How could anyone refuse such a good deal? Unless they weren't human. After they agreed, Yang Liming released Li Mochou's acupoints. As soon as the acupoints were released, the little girl couldn't wait to climb up from Yang Liming's lap. However, she hadn't expected that she had been lying there for too long; her body went numb, and she fell halfway up. It landed on Yang Liming's thigh. "Oh," Yang Liming groaned lewdly. His erection, which had just been pressing against the little girl's belly, hadn't subsided. With the little girl's movements, it slid down from her belly to her lower abdomen. It was springtime, and the thin clothing between them gave Yang Liming a good time. Yang Liming felt it, and the little girl, Mochou, naturally knew as well. She quickly squeezed her legs together, crying out, "Big brother, don't move! Something bad will happen!" After instructing Yang Liming, she carefully... Yi slowly got up. Only after she was completely free from Yang Liming's wicked member through his pants did she breathe a sigh of relief; she didn't want her virginity to be ruined by Yang Liming's pants. Li Mochou stood up, straightening her clothes, especially her panties that Yang Liming, that beast, had pulled down a bit of. "Let's go. Master and Granny Sun are usually sleeping right now, so it's best to go get what you need," Li Mochou said to Yang Liming with a seductive glint in her still-childish face. "Damn, so young, yet so good at seducing," she thought to herself. Yang Liming, having suppressed his lust, left the room with his little spy, Mochou. Mochou led the way, the two proceeding one after the other. Along the way, Mochou kept pressing triggers in hidden spots, opening the pre-laid stone doors. The ancient tomb's passageways were winding and spiraling downwards, sometimes suddenly opening up to reveal a huge grotto, showing that the tomb's passageways were carved into a natural cave within the mountain. After walking for a while, Mochou pushed aside a rock on the left, saying, "Big brother, go in. Inside is the stone chamber where the Jade Bed is. Master isn't here right now." "Mochou, your ancient tomb is truly a maze!" Yang Liming exclaimed as he entered the stone chamber. Upon entering, he saw a large, square bed in the center of the chamber, seemingly made of jade, constantly radiating cold air. "This must be the Jade Bed. Its design is indeed impressive." Upon approaching within a meter of the Jade Bed, Yang Liming shuddered. "It's so cold! Won't practicing martial arts on this place kill you?" Yang Liming was deeply skeptical. "Never mind, I'll just take it first." Yang Liming reached out and touched the Jade Bed, which mysteriously vanished. Yang Liming wasn't surprised at all. He touched a ring on his right ring finger and muttered to himself, "A storage ring I bought for 100,000 points. Worth it! Truly the best choice for petty theft!" (Small storage ring, 100,000 energy points, 5 cubic meters internal space) After taking the Jade Bed, Yang Liming didn't leave the stone chamber immediately. Instead, he had Xiaobai conjure dozens of flashlights and a bunch of batteries, placing them where the Jade Bed had been. He muttered, "Damn, I didn't expect stealing from a woman to feel so bad. Consider these flashlights as interest, and I'll compensate you more when I'm rich. Don't blame me." Just as Yang Liming was about to leave, "Dad!" Xiao Bai's unusually excited shout suddenly appeared in Yang Liming's mind. "What's wrong, Xiao Bai?" You need to have some gentlemanly manners, you know? Don't shout like that. Yang, the beast, hypocritically lectured Xiao Bai. "Dad, you're rich now, you're really rich. No need to wait for later." "What, what, what?" The beastly Yang was completely confused by Xiao Bai's shout. "The Jade Bed, the Jade Bed you just took actually had more than 50 million energy reactions. If I absorb it, I can get 50 million energy points." Xiao Bai swallowed hard and said. (If it had saliva) "Damn, no ambition. Don't tell anyone you're my child. Five thousand energy points and you're this excited... When he said the word 'excited,' Yang Liming suddenly stopped. He wiped the sweat that had instantly appeared on his forehead, and then wiped the saliva that was pouring down his chin. "You, you, you, you just said how... how... how... how... how much?" (Dear readers, please add this to your favorites! Please add this to your favorites! Please recommend this to your favorites! Please recommend this to your favorites! I'm begging you!) (To those who have already added this to their favorites and recommended it, I bow deeply in gratitude. Thank you so much!)"What?!" The beastly Yang was completely bewildered by Xiaobai's question. "The Jade Bed, the Jade Bed you just took actually had over fifty million energy points. If I absorb it, I can get fifty million energy points." Xiaobai swallowed hard. (If it had saliva) "Damn, no ambition! Don't ever tell anyone you're my child again. Five thousand energy points and you're this excited…" Yang Liming suddenly stopped when he said "excited." He wiped the sweat that instantly appeared on his forehead, then wiped the drool pouring from his chin. "You, you, you, you just said how… ..."What?!" The beastly Yang was completely bewildered by Xiaobai's question. "The Jade Bed, the Jade Bed you just took actually had over fifty million energy points. If I absorb it, I can get fifty million energy points." Xiaobai swallowed hard. (If it had saliva) "Damn, no ambition! Don't ever tell anyone you're my child again. Five thousand energy points and you're this excited…" Yang Liming suddenly stopped when he said "excited." He wiped the sweat that instantly appeared on his forehead, then wiped the drool pouring from his chin. "You, you, you, you just said how… ...

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Lecherous Thief Yin Zhiping Two heads surfaced in a pool behind Zhongnan Mountain. "You bastard big brother, where are your hands?! Take them off! You lecherous devil!" Li Mochou couldn't help but complain as soon as she emerged from the water. "You little wench, you dare complain? If you hadn't refused to jump into the water, I wouldn't have needed to hold you. If it weren't for me, you would have drowned long ago," Yang Liming retorted, but he still wouldn't remove his thieving hand from the girl's developing chest, which he was squeezing. After obtaining the Jade Bed, Yang Liming, led by Li Mochou, went to the Ancient Tomb's library and picked out several good martial arts manuals. He naturally obtained the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and the Ancient Tomb Lightness Skill, which he desired most. Then, feeling guilty, Yang Liming hurriedly left the Ancient Tomb with Li Mochou. "Little brat, I've brought you out. Are you coming with me or going off to play by yourself?" "Nonsense, of course I'm coming with you, you big lecher! You've taken advantage of me all this time, and you think you can just walk away like that?" After leaving the ancient tomb and confirming that Yang Liming wouldn't harm him, the older brother reverted to being a big lecher. "Damn, so this little brat was just fooling me when he was being so obedient earlier," Yang Liming concluded after sizing up Li Mochou. After drying his wet clothes with his internal energy, Yang Liming headed towards the Quanzhen Sect with the little burden on his back. He planned to take Rong'er and Nianci away from the Quanzhen Sect after returning, since Yang Tiexin and his wife had already settled in. He had also achieved his goals in Zhongnan Mountain. There was no need to stay here any longer. He should go check out the territory of that giant eagle; the ruins of Dugu Qiubai were a must-see. After returning to the Quanzhen Sect, just as he and the little girl stepped near Rong'er and Nianci's room, Yang Liming saw a Taoist priest in his twenties. He crept furtively to Huang Rong's window sill, his eyes fixed intently on the room, filled with infatuation. Yang Liming's forehead veins bulged, revealing his fury at the scene before him. "What a daring dog of a Taoist priest! How dare he spy on my two beloved sisters!" "I wonder what the Taoist priest is secretly looking at? Perhaps I could have a look?" Yin Zhiping had just returned to the Quanzhen Sect with his junior brother after their training today. After paying his respects to his master, he planned to go to his room to rest. However, he encountered Huang Rong and Mu Nianci on the way. In an instant, he was captivated by their beauty, and the blood of the future number one lecher in the Condor Heroes world surged forth. He cautiously followed the two women until they entered the Quanzhen Sect's guest rooms, still reluctant to leave, but too afraid to go in. So, he crouched on the window sill of their room, becoming a voyeur. One of the two fairies in the room pouted and said to the other, "Sister Nianci, where did Brother Ming go? He hasn't come back yet. Humph, he ran off to play somewhere by himself, without taking Rong'er with him. How awful! When he comes back, Rong'er will never talk to him again." She then waved her small, white fist forcefully, as if to make up her mind. Nianci, seeing Huang Rong's adorable appearance, shook her head and smiled. She didn't believe Huang Rong would really ignore her Brother Ming. Meanwhile, the most excited person was, of course, Yin Zhiping outside the window. He thought to himself, "Great! I know the names of these two fairy beauties! One is called Nianci, and the other Huang Rong. What beautiful names! Just like their looks! If I could marry such beauties, hold them in my arms, and then undress them..." Thinking these lewd thoughts, he unconsciously became erect, his gaze towards the two women in the room growing increasingly infatuated. Just as he was becoming completely absorbed in the images in his mind, a voice interrupted his reverie. "I wonder what the Daoist is secretly looking at? Would you allow me to take a look as well?" Yin Zhiping was startled, only then realizing: "Oh no, I've been discovered! If my master finds out I've done something so lewd, I'm doomed!" He quickly composed himself, slightly bowing as he turned around (his lower body hadn't subsided yet, hence the bowing). He saw a young man and a little girl. The young man was staring at him with a gloomy expression. "Hahaha, this humble Daoist is just checking if anything is missing from the guest rooms of my sect. Are you also a guest of my sect, young brother?" Yin Zhiping forced himself to control his nervousness, making up a lame excuse and then stating that he was one of the owners of the place to minimize the impact of his spying. At this moment, Mu Nianci and Huang Rong, who were inside the room, heard the commotion and came out. Rong'er was about to pounce on Yang Liming upon seeing him, but then remembered her small vow and gave a soft snort, ignoring him. Nianci, unlike Rong'er, wouldn't throw a tantrum and gently said to Yang Liming, "Big brother, you're back." Yang Liming was relieved to see the two women come out so quickly. "It seems they weren't doing anything like bathing, otherwise even if they dismembered Yin Zhiping, I'd still be at a huge loss." Yang Liming had recognized the Taoist priest as soon as he turned around. Yin Zhiping, feeling awkward seeing the two women, said, "If you ladies have nothing else, this humble Taoist will take his leave." "After saying that, he was about to bend down and walk away (the shock hadn't subsided yet). How could Yang Liming let him go so easily? He blocked his way and said coldly, "Daoist, you haven't answered me yet. Why were you sneaking around outside my fiancée's window? Do you think you can just leave like that?" "What? Fiancée?" After hearing about Yang Liming's relationship with the two women, Yin Zhiping was greatly shocked and retreated repeatedly. He looked pained and forgot to bend down. (The shock hadn't subsided yet) "To be honest, he's got some assets. It's extremely obvious even through his pants. No wonder he'll be interested in the lecherous profession in the future." After seeing Yin Zhiping's exposed crotch, Yang Liming became even angrier and almost used his innate skill to slap Yin Zhiping to death. Seeing the expressions of Yang Liming and the women, Yin Zhiping knew he had made a fool of himself. So he said angrily, "Didn't I just say that I came to see if my teaching room was missing anything?" Hearing their conversation and observing Yin Zhiping's demeanor, the girls roughly understood why the Taoist priest was there and why their brother Yang Liming was blocking him. The little girl Li Mochou jumped out from behind Yang Liming and said to Yin Zhiping, "Shameless stinking Taoist priest, only a fool would believe you! You were clearly peeping at two older sisters!" Huang Rong and Mu Nianci also glared coldly at him. Yin Zhiping, exposed without mercy by Li Mochou, blushed with shame, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and struck the little girl in front of him. Seeing Yin Zhiping's reaction, Yang Liming watched coldly without intervening. "What a joke! You, Yin Zhiping, are only at the early stage of the Acquired Realm, yet you dare to attack a little girl at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm! Let's see how you die! Let the little girl deal with you first, and I'll settle accounts with you later. Do you think my fiancée is so easy to fantasize about?" Sure enough, just as Yin Zhiping's palm, imbued with internal energy, approached Li Mochou, it was seized by her, unable to penetrate even an inch. "Damn it, I've kicked a hornet's nest," Yin Zhiping thought, feeling the strength of the seemingly delicate little girl's hand. But it was too late. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and turn to run, he couldn't break free from the little girl's grasp. A snap, followed by a pig-like scream, erupted from Yin Zhiping's mouth. It turned out that the little girl, upon seeing Yin Zhiping, disliked and was furious that he had ambushed her; with a burst of strength, she had broken Yin Zhiping's forearm bone. The little girl was, to begin with, not a... "Such a compassionate person, otherwise there wouldn't have been the later Red Serpent Fairy." After snapping Yin Zhiping's forearm, the little girl wasn't satisfied and kicked the future number one lecher in the chest. "Ugh!" A mouthful of blood spurted out. Yin Zhiping fell far away again, lying on the ground, unable to get up for a while. Yang Liming felt a little better after seeing Yin Zhiping's miserable state. Of course, if he could also snap Yin Zhiping's crotch, Yang Liming would feel even better, but he planned to do that himself later. Just as the little girl was about to take a few more steps forward to give Yin Zhiping a few more blows, Huang Rong stepped forward and stopped her, saying, "Don't hit him." Li Mochou looked at Huang Rong strangely. Yang Liming and Mu Nianci also asked, "What's wrong, Rong'er?" They were genuinely puzzled as to why Huang Rong was pleading for Yin Zhiping. Huang Rong smiled slightly at their confusion and walked towards Yin Zhiping, who had just gotten halfway up from the ground. Yin Zhiping was so moved he wanted to cry! "The fairy is actually pleading for me, does that mean she has feelings for me too?" "Seeing Huang Rong's 'help,' he thought to himself, full of self-delusion. 'Thank you, young lady, for saving me,' Yin Zhiping said, struggling to look up at Huang Rong who had walked up to him. Huang Rong smiled 'gently' at him, 'It's alright, Taoist priest.' Then... Rong'er, like a little loli, kicked the self-delusional Taoist priest. Yin Zhiping was greatly shocked and spat out another mouthful of blood. He had just cried out 'Why?' when Rong'er had already landed several more small kicks on his chest. While kicking, she said, 'If you dare to peek at me, I'll kick you to death, you stinky Taoist priest.' Yin Zhiping was inwardly miserable, being beaten up by the fairy in his heart. Everyone looked on in embarrassment at Huang Rong, who was happily beating up Yin Zhiping. It turned out that this girl wanted the little loli to stop, but she wanted to do it herself! 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