[Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing] (Chapter 61)

Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing, Chapter Sixty-One: The Demonic Daoist Ascends the Throne

Author: wolui

April 21, 2016

Zhao Zhijing gazed at Lin Chaoying, thinking to himself, "This woman is quite a
rare beauty to be able to make that old Daoist Wang Chongyang so infatuated. Even though she's old, her internal strength is superb, and her skin is as smooth as a young girl's.
Moreover, she's definitely an old maid, hehe."

Thinking this, his expression changed, and he adopted a solemn and dignified demeanor, deliberately imitating Wang Chongyang's voice,
softly saying, "Sister Ying."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Chaoying trembled as if struck by lightning, staring incredulously at
the Daoist , her voice trembling, "Is...is it Brother Xiong?"

Zhao Zhijing was immediately stunned. Brother Xiong? What the hell? But then a clear voice rang in his mind: "Father,
Wang Chongyang's name before he became a Taoist priest was Wang Shixiong, courtesy name Dewei."

The Taoist priest reacted quickly, immediately replying, "Wang Shixiong... Alas, in this world, I'm afraid only Yingmei knows
this name."

He thought to himself: "Wang Shixiong is quite a powerful name, meaning to be a king and a hero, with power and virtue throughout the world
... Hmm, Chongyang wasn't bad either, with two penises. This old Taoist priest certainly knows how to change his name."

When Lin Chaoying heard Zhao Zhijing call out the name Wang Shixiong, she immediately believed it to be almost certain. Because this was
Wang Chongyang's name before he became a monk, Zhao Zhijing, as his grand-disciple, probably wouldn't know it.

She trembled and said, "Brother Xiong, is your soul inside Zhao Zhijing's body?"

Zhao Zhijing solemnly replied, "I died from Temujin's Heavenly Demon Art, leaving only a wisp of my soul, which is now residing in
this junior's body. I have been sleeping all this time, and only when I saw Yingmei did I regain a sliver of consciousness."

Lin Chaoying smiled sadly and sighed, "After fighting all my life, I heard Brother Xiong's
voice . Heaven has been kind to me."

Zhao Zhijing said, "You forcefully practiced this Sunflower Manual. Alas, you were seriously injured back then, and your injuries haven't
fully healed . Why are you going through all this trouble now?"

Lin Chaoying smiled and said, "Back then, you exhausted all your energy to find the Cold Stone in the far north and made the
Cold Jade Bed to help me heal... I didn't say anything at the time, but I was actually very happy with it."

Perhaps it is true that people speak kindly when they are about to die, and the usually proud Lin Chaoying seemed to have a profound understanding at this moment.

"I've always known you wanted to restore the Song Dynasty, so I've always protected you. I passed on the complete version of
the Sunflower Manual to Dongfang Bubai, hoping he would take over the position of the eunuch, but unfortunately..."

She paused, then continued, "The emperor is suffering from a slow poisoning, and his body is weakened by long-term indulgence in wine and women. My
gentle internal energy can't save him. But if I use my innate skill to expel the poison, I think I can keep him alive, or
even prolong his life for a while."

As she spoke, she became somewhat breathless.

Zhao Zhijing hurriedly said, "Yingmei, stop talking and catch your breath."

Lin Chaoying shook her head, panting, and said, "Since you're here, I don't need to force myself anymore. Your lifelong
wish is to resist the foreign tribes. If you could sit on the throne of the Great Song Dynasty, it would be extremely beneficial to the great cause. Even if you are
just a wisp of a soul, it would be good."

Zhao Zhijing took two steps forward, looked at Lin Chaoying with her full head of silver hair but charming face, and suddenly made a move, striking
her vital point on her shoulder, rendering her unable to move.

Lin Chaoying was startled and exclaimed, "Brother Xiong, what are you doing?"

Zhao Zhijing grasped her wrist, taking her pulse as he said, "How can I watch you die!?"

Lin Chaoying smiled bitterly, "My meridians are all congested and blocked by the Sunflower True Qi, my energy is blocked,
and the damage is irreversible. Even a god couldn't save me. Brother Xiong, you don't need to waste your energy."

Zhao Zhijing channeled his inner energy and found that, as Lin Chaoying said, her meridians were indeed filled with Yin True Qi, and
under normal circumstances, there was nothing he could do.

However, Zhao Zhijing was no ordinary person; he was a transmigrator with cheat codes. With the revival of Mingkong, he
could already use many of the skills and techniques from his previous life in the world of Twin Dragons in the Tang Dynasty. Among them was a miraculous
dual cultivation healing method. Even when Wanwan's internal organs were displaced and her meridians were severed, he had
saved her using this technique, let alone the current Lin Chaoying?

After subduing the woman before him, Zhao Zhijing pretended to shiver, then changed back to his own voice and said,
"Senior Lin, the remnant soul of Patriarch Chongyang has exhausted its spiritual power and needs to rest. But he has already
told me the method to save you, and I am sure I can bring you back to life!"

Before Lin Chaoying could react, the Taoist priest began to rustle and remove Lin Chaoying's clothes with both hands
.

Lin Chaoying was shocked and exclaimed, "You! What are you doing!"

Zhao Zhijing quickly stripped the woman naked, admiring her slender, taut
body, with its beautiful curves resembling those of a young girl. He was inwardly impressed, but his face remained extremely serious: "The only way to save you, senior,
is to use an ancient dual cultivation technique. Through combined cultivation, we can merge our true energy and
clear the blockages in your body!"

Lin Chaoying's face flushed red and then paled, and she shouted, "I... I, Lin Chaoying, would rather die than do such a thing!"

Zhao Zhijing suddenly shivered, then switched back to Wang Chongyang's voice, and said softly, "Sister Ying, in my
heart, you are my wife. It's a pity that we loved each other but wasted our lives and ultimately couldn't be together.
I... I only have a little spiritual power left, and I'm about to fall into a deep sleep, but Zhijing inherited everything from me, and
we are one..."

As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, as if he had truly exhausted his spiritual power.

Then Zhao Zhijing shuddered again, ending his possession. Looking at the naked Lin Chaoying,
he said solemnly, "I cannot disobey my master's orders. Even if Senior Lin blames me later, I can only offend him now!"

With that, he ripped open his Taoist robe, pulled down his pants, and his thick, erect penis sprang out.

Although Lin Chaoying was a top-tier martial artist, she had only ever loved Wang Chongyang, and the two
strictly adhered to propriety, never even kissing. This was the first time Lin Chaoying had ever seen a grown man's penis.

"So...so thick!? It's like...like a fire poker..."

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's magnificent member, Lin Chaoying was momentarily confused,
only this one concept remaining in her mind.

A smirk crept across the Taoist priest's lips as he thought, "This is a golden opportunity. I should take advantage
of this moment to sleep with this woman, then I can still rush to save the old emperor. If I delay any longer, Wang Chongyang's beloved might perish, which would be such a pity. Since the patriarch is not fortunate enough to enjoy this, I, his grand-disciple, will take his place, hehe. 　　" Despite these lewd thoughts, the Taoist priest maintained a serious expression, saying, "This dual cultivation method requires both parties to open their hearts and be fully engaged. Therefore, I will use a special technique to stimulate your desire. This is merely a healing method; please forgive me." 　　Ignoring Lin Chaoying's verbal protests, he shoved her to the ground and pounced on her, his hands grasping her breasts and skillfully teasing them. 　　Lin Chaoying was incredibly embarrassed and ashamed, but the stimulation of her body, which had never been touched before, sent jolts through her—a strange and stimulating sensation. 　　Moreover, she was now convinced that Zhao Zhijing and Wang Chongyang were one soul, and the thought of her beloved brother making love to her greatly reduced her disgust. Countless times in her midnight dreams she had fantasized about romantic moments with Wang Chongyang , and now her wish had come true. 　　Zhao Zhijing shivered again, looking possessed, his face full of tenderness as he gently kissed Lin Chaoying 's nipple, praising, "Yingmei, you...you're so beautiful...If only I had let go of that pointless pride back then...sigh..." 　　Lin Chaoying empathized deeply. If they hadn't been so proud and arrogant, they would have been a couple, a beautiful marriage , instead of ending up alone. 　　Thinking of this, Lin Chaoying felt even more strongly that the man on top of her was her beloved Wang Chongyang, and her whole body went limp. 　　In truth, Lin Chaoying had always been a proud but soft-hearted person. If Wang Chongyang had been a little more and devoted herself entirely to him. Unfortunately, Wang Chongyang was also stubborn and refused to yield an inch. As the saying goes, the strong are easily broken, so the two were always at odds. 　　But now, facing the experienced sorcerer, they were completely at ease. 　　The sorcerer pressed down on the naked Lin Chaoying, licking the proud woman's neck with his mouth, kneading her breasts with one hand, while the other reached down, gently brushing her inner thighs with his fingers. 　　The slightly rough fingers brushed against Lin Chaoying's smooth inner thighs, seemingly carrying a slight heat, causing her to tremble involuntarily. 　　Zhao Zhijing thought to himself, "This Sunflower Manual is truly a miraculous book. Men who practice it become women, and women who practice it become even more womanly. Normally, at Lin Chaoying's age, she shouldn't have such sensitivity, but now her body is almost a young woman. She's wet with just a touch, haha." 　　Thinking this, the lecherous sorcerer pressed his fingers between the woman's legs and gently brushed them. 　　Ah! Lin Chaoying immediately cried out in surprise, gasping for breath, unable to make a sound. 　　Zhao Zhijing continued to imitate Wang Chongyang's voice: "Yingmei, is it comfortable?" 　　Lin Chaoying gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "You...you're not asleep yet?" 　　Zhao Zhijing pretended to be affectionate and said softly, "I...I can't bear to...After this, I don't know how long it will be before I wake up again..." 　　Lin Chaoying was stunned for a moment, and a resolute look suddenly flashed in her eyes. She said softly, "Then...then Xiong-ge, hurry up ...I...I want to give you my innocence while you're still here..." 　　Zhao Zhijing released Lin Chaoying's pressure points, and the woman immediately wrapped herself around him like a beautiful snake. He chuckled inwardly and didn't hold back. He spread Lin Chaoying's legs, and his large glans pressed against the outside of this old maid's flower garden. 　　Lin Chaoying gritted her teeth and said, "Xiong-ge, come on!" 　　Zhao Zhijing held the woman's slender waist, thrust his hips, and his penis plunged in with a "plop," forcefully spreading open the woman's flower path. 　　Lin Chaoying frowned, but gritted her teeth and remained silent. 　　Zhao Zhijing, currently playing the role of Wang Chongyang, gently comforted her, but Lin Chaoying glared at him with her phoenix eyes and said arrogantly, "It doesn't hurt at all! I... I won't give up so easily!?" 　　Damn it! 　　Zhao Zhijing cursed inwardly, his heart hardening, and without thinking twice, he thrust his hips forward, his thick penis forcefully breaking through Lin Chaoying's hymen and penetrating to the deepest part of her flower cave! 　　Lin Chaoying's pretty face turned pale, clearly in great pain, but she gasped for breath and gritted her teeth, enduring the pain without uttering a sound—truly a heroine among women. 　　Zhao Zhijing shuddered; he hadn't expected Lin Chaoying's flower cave to be so wet and warm, so The sensation of his penis being enveloped was simply unparalleled, extremely comfortable. 　　"Wang Chongyang, oh Wang Chongyang, you're truly wasting your talents! Heh heh, you've always lived next door to the Ancient Tomb Sect. It's unbelievable that such a useless piece of trash like you came from Old Wang next door. You might as well not be surnamed Wang anymore." 　　The demonic Taoist pressed down on Lin Chaoying's soft, naked body, his waist moving gently, his penis slowly thrusting in and out of the woman's newly deflowered flower. 　　Suddenly, he shivered, looking possessed, and shook his head, as if waking from a dream, saying, "Ah!? Senior Lin, I'm sorry!" 　　Lin Chaoying thought Wang Chongyang's remnant soul had already fallen asleep, and her expression immediately darkened. 　　Zhao Zhijing pretended to come to his senses and said seriously, "Senior, this humble Taoist is about to begin dual cultivation with you according to my master's method ." 　　Having said that, he used all his skills to move on Lin Chaoying's slender, supple body. 　　Lin Chaoying was incredibly embarrassed. She felt alright facing Wang Chongyang earlier, but now Zhao Zhijing was her junior, and she was being naked and manipulated by him. How could she, with her naturally thin skin, possibly accept this? 　　The thick thing pierced her flower-like opening, the strange sensation of being stretched open accompanied by tearing pain filled Lin Chaoying with shame. She thought she would rather die than continue. 　　But then, the demonic Taoist thrust forcefully a few times, the enormous glans slamming into her core. An unprecedented, strange sensation exploded deep within Lin Chaoying's soul, making her body go limp, utterly powerless . 　　Zhao Zhijing chuckled inwardly, "You've been penetrated, and you still want to escape?" 　　But outwardly, he asked with a serious expression, "Senior, your place is incredibly tight. Does this thrusting hurt you?"

Lin Chaoying was both ashamed and angry. Just as she was about to speak, she was thrust into hard again, and she let out
a cry .

Zhao Zhijing chuckled inwardly, kneading the woman's pert breasts with both hands, grinding his penis against her. He felt
the flesh walls tightly enveloping him becoming increasingly wet, knowing that the woman was already very aroused.

Just then, a commotion came from outside, followed by light but hurried
footsteps .

Lin Chaoying's face turned pale. How could anyone see her like this?

She didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed Zhao Zhijing away forcefully, whispering, "Quick! Hide!"

Zhao Zhijing's expression remained serious. He grabbed Lin Chaoying's arms and pinned her down, preventing her from struggling. He continued
thrusting his penis, looking like he was raping her, and said, "This is the crucial moment, how can we give up!"

This proud woman, Lin Chaoying, showed panic, but her body was pinned down and she couldn't move, while the footsteps
were already outside the door.

A beautiful and elegant woman rushed in—it was Consort Yan.

She was stunned to see Zhao Zhijing naked and having sex with a woman, completely bewildered.

Wasn't this Taoist priest with the eunuch Sunflower? Where did this woman come from in the inner palace?

Lin Chaoying also saw Consort Yan. Being seen like this filled her with a burning
desire struggled desperately.

Zhao Zhijing snorted, forcefully pressing the woman beneath him, raising her buttocks to withdraw his thick penis,
leaving only the tip of the glans at the entrance, before thrusting it in with a powerful thud, the entire shaft slamming down like a hammer.

Lin Chaoying's body shuddered violently, her long, snow-white legs instinctively curling upwards—she was utterly
terrified.

At this moment, the commotion outside grew even louder, and the sounds of fighting could be faintly heard.

While Zhao Zhijing was vigorously having sex with Lin Chaoying, he turned his head and asked casually, "Your Highness,
what is it?"

Consort Yan stammered, her face flushed, her mind a complete mess. Why... why was this Taoist priest doing
such a filthy thing, yet he looked so righteous?

After a moment of stunned silence, she said, "Outside, many men in black are attacking. The guards can't hold them off."

Zhao Zhijing was taken aback and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that Jia Sidao is afraid of being exposed and has struck first?"

Consort Yan was filled with anxiety and said in a trembling voice, "Taoist Master, what should we do? What if the Emperor... what if something happens to him
..."

Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "It's alright. With me here, how can we allow them to act so recklessly!?"

The sounds of fighting outside were gradually approaching the Emperor's bedroom. Dozens of men in black were besieging the few remaining
palace guards. The fact that no other guards rushed to reinforce despite the commotion suggested that the enemy had planned this
all along.

A hoarse voice rang out: "The Crown Prince has ordered that the evil Taoist Zhao Zhijing of Quanzhen Sect has poisoned the Emperor
. We have been sent to arrest him. You must lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, lest you bring trouble upon yourselves."

It was clearly the voice of the Wood Island Master from Xia Ke Island!

"So, the fact that Grandfather Yan was able to escape your surveillance and bring me into the palace
was ,"

Zhao Zhijing's voice echoed from within the hall.

The black-clad man beside the Wood Island Master said in a deep voice, "Zhao Zhijing, you are indeed here. Come out and surrender!"

It was the Dragon Island Master.

A burst of laughter erupted from the palace, and then a white figure descended from the sky, landing
on the steps of the imperial bedchamber.

A naked man and a naked woman stood there, their lower bodies tightly joined,
still in the midst of lovemaking.

Lin Chaoying felt countless gazes fixed on her bare back and buttocks, utterly humiliated and furious. She
whispered, "Let me go! I'd rather die than not do this!"

Zhao Zhijing said softly, "Senior, if we interrupt this union now, the technique will immediately backfire, and you will both be
severely injured. The enemy is watching us closely; this is the only option!"

Lin Chaoying didn't care about that anymore and continued to struggle desperately.

Zhao Zhijing's expression turned cold. He raised his hand and slapped Lin Chaoying's buttocks hard, shouting, "Don't move!"

Lin Chaoying stared at Zhao Zhijing in disbelief, trembling, "You...you dare...you dare hit my
...my..."

Zhao Zhijing commanded, "Squeeze tighter, I'm going to fight the enemy."

Lin Chaoying gritted her teeth, "You! I...I'll kill you...I...ah!"

But before she could finish speaking, Zhao Zhijing slapped her buttocks again!

This time, Zhao Zhijing didn't hold back, slapping Lin Chaoying's buttocks five or six times in succession, turning her snow-white, jade-like
flesh red.

"If you don't want others to see me slap your buttocks, hold on tighter!"

Lin Chaoying was completely stunned, not knowing how to react, and could only subconsciously wrap her arms and legs around
Zhao 's muscular body.

The experts from Xia Ke Island, led by Island Master Longmu, were all dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what Zhao Zhijing was doing.
Could this Quanzhen Taoist be a pervert who liked to perform in public?

After a while, they finally came back to their senses from the silence. Island Master Longmu said with a dark face, "This kind of scoundrel
is actually the number one martial artist in the world today!? Even if you can escape tonight, what face will you have to walk in the martial world?"

Zhao Zhijing grinned and said, "As long as I kill you all, I can shut up the gossip of the world."

After saying that, he continued to slap Lin Chaoying as before, and then shot out like lightning, rushing towards the dense group of men in black.

These thirty-odd men in black were all disciples of Xia Ke Island of the same caliber as Zhang San and Li Si, as well as
experts who had previously fallen under Xia Ke Island's control; their strength was undoubtedly at the level of top-tier martial arts masters.

Seeing two pale, fleshy bodies crashing towards them, they immediately brandished their weapons, slashing towards Lin Chaoying's bare back.

Although Lin Chaoying was being controlled by Zhao Zhijing, her profound internal energy allowed her to still sense her surroundings. She
heard five or six gusts of wind approaching from all sides and thought to herself that even in her best condition, dealing with so many experts simultaneously
would be extremely difficult. This bastard Zhao Zhijing was actually fighting enemies while holding her; they would probably both die
together .

But Lin Chaoying underestimated Zhao Zhijing.

Having experienced so many battles, Zhao Zhijing's martial arts skills had reached a level where he could instantly kill top-tier masters
. The Sweeper Monk could easily defeat Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in a single move; his skill was far superior, incomparable.

The sorcerer's figure darted left and right, emerging from the clash of swords while carrying Lin Chaoying
. One hand still manipulating the woman's buttocks, while the other, seemingly casually, swiftly
struck a black-clad man on the forehead.

With a bang, the man's head exploded like a smashed watermelon, blood and brains
splattering everywhere.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's brutality, everyone felt a chill.

But before they could react, the sorcerer weaved left and right, striking four or five more black-clad men with a
series of blows, sending them flying and spraying blood as they crashed to the ground. Several more were killed by his palm strike.

Seeing this, the other men in black quickly retreated a few steps, fearing they would be picked off one by

one. Zhao Zhijing, however, was like a god descending to earth, single-handedly confronting dozens of black-clad experts. With both hands holding
Lin Chaoying

's plump buttocks, he seized the opportunity to thrust rapidly. His previous movements, with his body rising and falling rapidly, had his large penis
ramming and pounding , causing the beautiful woman to gush with lustful fluids, which were now dripping onto the ground.

The demonic Taoist was now thrusting faster and faster, panting as he said, "Senior, I...I want to cum."

Although Lin Chaoying was already in a daze from being fucked and was close to climaxing, she was still
shocked She trembled and said, "No...you...how could you do this at this time...ah...push...push all the
way in...ah..."

Although the conversation was hushed, everyone present was a martial arts expert, so they naturally heard it.

The people from Xia Ke Island were all furious. Zhao Zhijing completely disregarded them,
actually trying to ejaculate at this moment! Wasn't he afraid his legs would give way afterward?

Zhao Zhijing naturally saw their expressions and sighed, "Your magnanimity is truly
shallow. You should know that your little brothers are worth hundreds of millions, while mine are worth billions."

Island Master Long and Island Master Mu, their faces dark, ordered, "Release the hidden weapons!"

Zhao Zhijing's swiftness earlier had left them shaken, and they dared not confront him directly.

The men in black obeyed the order and immediately launched all sorts of hidden weapons at Zhao Zhijing. Countless hidden weapons shot towards Zhao Zhijing with sharp
whistling sounds!

But Zhao Zhijing neither dodged nor evaded. However, when the hidden weapons were still three feet away from Lin Chaoying's bare back,
they fell from mid-air as if they had hit some kind of leather.

The Sweeping Monk's ultimate technique, the Three-Foot Qi Wall!

Zhao Zhijing had actually brought over Li Canghai's unique skill.

He completely ignored the hidden weapons, gripping Lin Chaoying and thrusting harder and harder, whispering, "Senior, I'm about to
launch a hidden weapon too, catch it."

With that, he forcefully thrust his penis deep into the woman's vagina, a violent shudder followed,
and a large amount of semen gushed out!

Lin Chaoying felt an unprecedented heat spreading from the deepest part of her body,
burning her entire soul like a raging fire. She couldn't help but let out a loud, lewd cry, experiencing her
first orgasm in front of everyone.

The pent-up Sunflower True Qi was instantly dispersed, beginning to circulate within Lin Chaoying's body. Through the deeply inserted
penis, it interacted and flowed with Zhao Zhijing's innate power, yin and yang complementing each other,
restoring to their peak state.

Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily, reaching into the area where the two were joined, filling his hand with their vaginal fluid. He then channeled his inner energy,
unleashing a Life-or-Death Talisman—a technique that condenses water into ice—at the group of men in black.

Hidden in a large tree not far away were two slender, graceful figures—
the sisters .

Li Canghai's usually aloof face showed astonishment, and she exclaimed incredulously, "He...he can actually use
a woman's vaginal fluid to launch a Life-or-Death Talisman!?"

True to her reputation for sharing the same perverse bloodline as Li Qiushui, she uttered
the word .

Li Qiushui was also dumbfounded, and after a while, she seemed to remember something and said, "Hmph, I was wondering why that bitch
Wu Xingyun could launch the Life and Death Talisman at any time, even though sometimes she didn't bring a water pouch and there was no water source around
. Bah, ah, ah, even saliva wouldn't produce that much; it's probably either that bitch's vaginal fluid or her urine!" As she spoke
, perhaps recalling her previous fight with the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny, a look of disgust suddenly appeared on her face.

These two women were Zhao Zhijing's insurance; otherwise, the evil Taoist wouldn't have been so arrogant, facing the many masters of Xia Ke Island
alone naked.

The Life and Death Talisman was launched, and immediately, eight or ten black-clad men who couldn't dodge in time were hit, screaming and rolling on the ground,
suffering the pain as if a thousand ants were biting their bodies.

Island Master Long and Island Master Mu exchanged a glance, knowing that only the two of them could help.

They shouted and rushed forward from the left and right, using the skills from the Tai Xuan Scripture to attack Zhao Zhijing.

At the same time, four more men in black attacked. While their martial arts weren't at
the level of the Four Masters of Dragonwood Island, they weren't far off, almost on par with the Iron Palm Water-Walking Qiu Qianren.

Nearly twenty other men in black split to either side, attempting to bypass Zhao Zhijing and enter the emperor's palace.

If they could kill the emperor, the crown prince could immediately ascend the throne, and afterwards, the blame for regicide could be placed on Zhao Zhijing and Consort
Yan , leaving no room for argument.

Even if Zhao Zhijing had three heads and six arms, he couldn't possibly withstand so many enemies simultaneously!

Just then, two white figures descended from the sky.

Li Qiushui moved swiftly, already blocking the four most powerful men in black. She unleashed her White Rainbow Palm technique,
the curved force instantly stopping the four in place. While she might not be able to defeat these four masters, holding them off
was no problem at all.

Li Canghai stood guard at the palace gate, unleashing his true form of invisible qi barrier, single-handedly blocking twenty
men in black who attempted to break into the palace.

Lin Chaoying, completely immersed in the ultimate pleasure of dual cultivation, had utterly forgotten
everything . Her arms and legs clung to Zhao Zhijing like an octopus, her hips moving actively, using her recently deflowered, tight flower path...
He swallowed and spat out the still incredibly erect penis after ejaculating, completely oblivious to the fierce battle raging outside.

While fighting with a woman, Zhao Zhijing's movements weren't as agile, but his palms flew,
unleashing immense power, actually putting the two top experts, the Dragon and Wood Island Masters, at a disadvantage.

The Dragon and Wood Island Masters grew increasingly astonished; each of this Taoist's palm strikes was incredibly powerful, showing no concern for expending his
energy . Was his inner strength inexhaustible?

Unbeknownst to them, Zhao Zhijing was using his penis to dissolve the Sunflower True Qi that had been stagnant within Lin Chaoying for
many years In their intimate, close contact, they exchanged energy, their true qi
flowing like an inexhaustible energy source, constantly replenishing the Taoist's essence and spirit, without any concern for energy depletion.

Although the Dragon and Wood Island Masters possessed superb skills, they were old and frail, unable to endure prolonged combat. After a while, they could
n't defend themselves, and Zhao Zhijing, laughing wildly, broke through their defenses, his palms striking them both simultaneously.

Instantly, the two old men were blasted away by the demonic cultivator, crashing to the ground, their internal organs ruptured,
beyond saving .

Meanwhile, Lin Chaoying's movements became increasingly intense. The beautiful woman threw her head back sharply, letting out a loud cry
, her body trembling as she surged into another climax, completely lost in pleasure.

Zhao Zhijing placed the unconscious Lin Chaoying on the ground, his still-erect penis still hard, and lunged forward,
attacking the four experts surrounding Li Qiushui.

With a pincer attack, he quickly dispatched the four black-clad experts.

Looking up, he saw that Li Canghai's side was nearly finished as well; only five or six black-clad men remained, but they were
easily manipulated , their annihilation beyond doubt.

Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily, pulled Li Qiushui aside, and pointed to his still-erect penis.

Li Qiushui frowned slightly, cursing the pervert inwardly, but her face was full of seductive charm as she bowed and said, "Congratulations,
Your Highness the Crown Prince! Long live the Emperor!" Then, she knelt down and gently took the demonic Taoist's penis into
her mouth, performing oral sex on the man amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Zhao Zhijing shuddered comfortably; in terms of oral skills, this Western Xia imperial concubine, who had seen countless men, was truly unparalleled.
He laughed, "So you already knew my identity?"

Li Qiushui didn't answer, but sucked even more vigorously.

Zhao Zhijing pressed the woman's head down, thrusting into her warm, moist mouth as if it were his genitals, saying,
"You and that girl Li Qinglu are so obedient for this reason."

He paused, then added, "Alright, Li Qinglu wants to be the empress, I agree."

In Zhao Zhijing's eyes, this Jin Yong world was merely a stopover. As long as Mingkong completely replaced
the will of heaven in this world and defeated the mysterious power represented by Zhao Min, worldly power was utterly dispensable to him.

He didn't care what ambitions Li Qiushui harbored. After all, this woman had been causing trouble in Xixia for so many years, and
Xixia had not only survived but thrived.

Li Qiushui was overjoyed; wasn't this exactly what she had been planning?

Zhao Zhijing smiled again and pointed at Li Canghai.

Li Qiushui stiffened, revealing a troubled expression.

Zhao Zhijing didn't care. The overall situation was settled now, and with Mingkong's help,
even if Li Canghai's martial arts were superior, he'd eventually be at her mercy.

At this moment, Li Canghai had already dealt with all the enemies and floated over. Seeing his sister kneeling on the ground
performing oral sex on the sorcerer, he frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Mingkong's urgent voice rang in Zhao Zhijing's mind: "Father, be careful!"

In the blink of an eye, one of the black-clad men's corpses emitted a strange purple aura, which then condensed into
a woman's phantom, transforming into a strange longsword flashing with purple light, which pierced towards Zhao Zhijing's vitals with lightning speed
.

Zhao Min's Shadow!

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing was completely relaxed, enjoying Li Qiushui's oral services; he had no idea there was
danger.

The demonic Taoist was taken aback and immediately tried to use his unparalleled Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to dodge the attack.
However, his penis was being held in the woman's mouth, and when he pulled hard, the glans was caught by Li Qiushui's teeth, making
it !

Although the demonic Taoist's penis was as hard as refined iron, and his shaft was unparalleled when he channeled his inner strength, even an ordinary woman could
n't bite it off. But Li Qiushui was also a grandmaster with profound inner strength. Sensing the sudden exertion of force in her mouth,
her body reacted naturally, counteracting the force of the demonic Taoist's pull.

Zhao Min's timing was incredibly precise! Just

when it seemed the demonic Taoist was doomed, suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of Zhao Zhijing and Li Qiushui
with lightning speed—it was Li Canghai!

Only the strongest person from the original Jin Yong world could arrive so quickly.

An invisible wall of energy blocked the sharp purple sword light,
slowing it down .

But Li Canghai's pretty face changed, and a sound like shattering glass rang out in the air. The purple sword
energy instantly broke through the barrier and continued to shoot forward!

Unable to stop it!

Li Canghai instinctively tried to dodge, but her steps faltered. Gritting her teeth, she forcefully channeled all her
energy, striking out with both palms simultaneously at the purple sword light.

A cracking sound rang out, the sword light dissipated, and Li Canghai staggered back several steps, leaning against Zhao Zhijing
, her face ashen, clearly seriously injured.

Deep within the vast grasslands, in a secluded palace, Zhao Min, seated on her throne, snorted coldly, gritting her teeth, "That despicable sorcerer
! He couldn't even kill him like this! Who is that woman?!"

A mechanical voice rang out, "This attempt was unsuccessful. Zhao Zhijing, this dimensional scourge, has already gained momentum. We can only
eliminate him on the front lines."

Zhao Min blushed, angrily saying, "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have
killed ! He…he…he actually…"

It turned out that her avatar had been lying in wait, witnessing Zhao Zhijing's actions towards Lin Chaoying and Li Qiushui. The sight
of that powerfully erect Taoist priest had deeply
shocked utterly enraged.

The mechanical voice calmly replied, "Zhao Zhijing's genitals were being held in a woman's mouth; this was the perfect
opportunity for assassination. This program's judgment is correct."

Zhao Min stamped her foot, speechless. The image of that thick, large male
genitalia , her pretty face flushed crimson, and she spat fiercely.

The mechanical voice continued, "Condensing an avatar consumes too much energy; it's unnecessary to do so in the future. Focus on resting and recuperating, aiming to
recover within three months. Then prepare to march south and reorganize the army for war."

Zhao Min nodded, then rose from her throne and paced the empty palace. A form-fitting
purple robe clung to her slender, graceful body, highlighting her curves and making her extremely sexy and alluring.

After a long pause, she said, as if talking to herself, "Would killing Zhao Zhijing really save everything?"

A mechanical voice replied, "Zhao Zhijing now has a 91.765% chance of becoming the spokesperson for the plane's will
. Killing him is eliminating the last struggle of Heaven's will, and this plane can be liberated.
You, Zhao Min, will no longer be a character in the novel 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber,' no longer someone else's puppet. The entire plane
will break free from the endless cycle of resets, and everyone will have a true future."

Zhao Min smiled noncommittally and said, "Zhao Min will never fall in love with Zhang Wuji again? That's fine too,
hehe."

The past few days in Song have been nothing short of tumultuous. First, the Emperor was assassinated late at night, and then
news came that the powerful minister Jia Sidao had been assassinated.

It is said that on the same night the Emperor was assassinated, a man in black broke into Jia's mansion, killing
the guards along the way, rampaging through the residence, and actually killing the powerful minister.

The woman in black, highly skilled in martial arts and slender in appearance, seemingly a woman,
vanished without a trace .

Amidst the widespread panic, the emperor, who hadn't attended court for several days, suddenly appeared at the morning court the following day.

This Song emperor was pale, unsteady on his feet, and appeared extremely weak. But as long as he was conscious,
he remained the most powerful person in the entire Song Dynasty.

He unexpectedly announced the earth-shattering news that he had found his biological son, Zhao Zhijing, and
deposed the original, foolish crown prince, making Zhao Zhijing the new crown prince.

Naturally, all the high-ranking officials and ministers were unable to accept this, but the sudden death of Jia Sidao created a huge
power vacuum. Under the emperor's pressure, the announcement was forcibly made.

That night, several ministers who had most vehemently opposed Zhao Zhijing died mysteriously. The next day, the emperor fabricated
charges and arrested a large number of Jia Sidao's cronies.

At this point, no one dared to resist.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Crown Prince Zhao Zhijing was in Emperor Lizong's bedchamber, where
the emperor's most favored concubine, Consort Yan, was also attending to him.

All the servants had been dismissed, leaving only three people.

The emperor sat blankly on the bed, his eyes unfocused, seemingly unconscious like a living dead.

The alluring Consort Yan, however, nestled in Crown Prince Zhao Zhijing's arms, her breasts exposed, allowing him to fondle her.
She squinted and said, "Your Highness, you… ah… you're so naughty… ah ah… squeezing me so hard…
ah ah …"

Zhao Zhijing grasped and kneaded the beauty's breasts, chuckling, "Such bouncy breasts,
no wonder Father Emperor is so fond of you, haha."

In truth, Emperor Lizong had long since lost consciousness due to poisoning, only kept alive by Zhao Zhijing's innate internal
energy; all his actions were controlled by the sorcerer using a soul-shifting technique.

That night, Consort Yan witnessed the lecherous Taoist priest's debauchery in public, knowing he was a
lecherous scoundrel. Thinking she needed a new patron after the emperor's death, she immediately took a liking to Zhao Zhijing.

This seemingly dignified and noble consort, with a lewd smile, reached down and grasped the man's thick, large
member, her face alluring, and chuckled, "So big, it's going to kill me, hee hee."

Zhao Zhijing tore off Consort Yan's dress, patted her buttocks, and lewdly asked, "Is it bigger than Father's?"

Consort Yan groaned, leaning against the bed, sticking out her buttocks, and said, "Much bigger. He's no good at it, he's
finished in a few strokes."

With a soft "plop," Zhao Zhijing had already penetrated his nominal mother's cunt, glanced at
the emperor beside him, and laughed, "In another month, when the situation stabilizes, Father can die peacefully and have a grand funeral." "Yes."

Consort Yan felt her lower body being violently stretched open by a hot and hard penis, incredibly stimulating. She immediately let out a
lewd cry, panting, "I...I've given everything to Your Highness, please have mercy on me."

Zhao Zhijing said while thrusting, "Don't worry, I still need your father and daughter's power to stabilize the situation. I'm
not the kind of person who abandons you after you've served your purpose, hehe. As long as you are loyal, I can guarantee you a lifetime of glory." Consort

Yan was overjoyed, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she looked at the man behind her, moaning, "Thank you...ah...thank you,
Your Highness ...Your Highness...ah ah...shoot...shoot inside...ah ah...thank you...ah ah...shoot spurt
..."

A month later, Emperor Lizong of Song died. After the grand funeral, Crown Prince Zhao Zhijing ascended the throne.

Zhao Zhijing established the reign title Xianchun, thus becoming the ruler of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The lewd path thus became the lewd emperor...

Everyone in the world felt as if they were in a dream, that the leader of the Quanzhen Sect was actually the emperor's illegitimate son, and that he had actually ascended the throne
as emperor.

At dawn, Zhao Zhijing, attended by palace maids, donned his dragon robe; today was his coronation ceremony.

He wore a crown with twenty-four curved beams, secured with jade and rhinoceros horn hairpins. His gauze robe was crimson
with a red lining, the collar, sleeves, lapel, and hem all edged in black. His lower garment, a crimson gauze skirt and knee-covering, were also crimson.
A white silk square collar hung from his neck, a gold and jade belt cinched his waist, and he wore white socks and black shoes, adorned with a sash.

Having unified the entire Tang Dynasty in his previous life, known as the Heavenly Mandate Holy King, he was no
stranger He adopted a dignified and imposing demeanor, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious hour has arrived. Please leave the palace to worship Heaven and Earth,"

came the trembling voice of a eunuch outside. Zhao Zhijing nodded slightly and slowly stepped out.

Mingkong's voice resounded from the depths of his heart: "Father, at this moment, your body is bursting with fortune, transforming from a dragon into a serpent.
I can take advantage of this momentum to truly seize the will of this world."

Zhao Zhijing replied: "That's excellent. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Mingkong chuckled: "No need. Father will just wait for a while. During this time, Father will follow
his own desires and have sex with a few more women, hehe."

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing had already gone out and entered the imperial carriage.

After a moment of silence, the drums and music gradually grew louder, and then a "clang" was heard, signaling
the auspicious hour had arrived.

The crown prince's ascension to the throne required first offering sacrifices to Heaven and Earth; this ancestral rule was one Zhao Zhijing would naturally not violate.

However, Mingkong's nightingale-like voice mischievously said, "Father, when you worship Heaven and Earth, aren't you essentially worshipping
them ?"

Zhao Zhijing scoffed inwardly, "I am Emperor Haozong of Song, what harm is there in a little sacrifice? Don't
let me down ."

Mingkong complained, "I know, Father, don't you trust them?"

The imperial carriage passed through the Hening Gate and traveled along the imperial road towards the outer imperial city, first to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, then to the Chaotian Gate.

Since Lin'an Prefecture was established as the capital later in the Southern Song Dynasty, it naturally lacked the Temple of Heaven and other facilities found in Luoyang's imperial city; sacrifices to Heaven
and Earth were performed in the southern suburbs. After worshipping Heaven and Earth, one would return to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to worship the ancestors, thus completing the ceremony. Then,
entering the imperial city, one would become the true emperor.

Every household in Lin'an set up an incense table. Wherever the emperor's palanquin went, men, women, and children alike
knelt and prostrated themselves at a distance, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Approaching the southern suburbs, all the high-ranking officials had gathered. Upon seeing the emperor's palanquin, they immediately
knelt under the guidance of the officials, chanting in unison, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor ! Long live the Emperor!"

The sound grew louder, until it was like a deafening wave, surging forth like a
powerful force from heaven and earth, captivating the soul.

The Emperor of China reigned supreme, ruling over all living beings!

Zhao Zhijing alighted from the palanquin, glanced at the kneeling officials, and then walked slowly forward. His
steps were even, his composed demeanor befitting an emperor.

Reaching the incense table, he received the sacrificial document from the Ministry of Rites and began to read it aloud.

The sky was somewhat overcast; although it wasn't raining, the sun was nowhere to be seen.

However, as Zhao Zhijing read aloud, a sliver of golden light gradually pierced through the dark clouds. Then,
the golden light grew stronger, illuminating Zhao Zhijing and making him appear as if he were wearing a golden battle robe.

The surrounding ministers and the people further away instinctively looked up at the sky. They saw that the densely clouded sky
was centered on the emperor; all the clouds seemed to be parted by hand, constantly being torn apart, and then
the golden sunlight shone down.

The clouds were dispersed faster and faster, and in a short while, the sky was miraculously clear and blue, and
the sun shone on the earth.

Zhao Zhijing's voice, reciting the sacrificial text, seemed to possess a magical power,
resounding clearly in the ears of everyone kneeling within a radius of several miles.

Even the officials of the Ministry of Rites who had been standing and serving him spontaneously knelt down, bowing
deeply to Zhao Zhijing.

Tearing apart the heavens and parting the clouds!

Seeing this scene, many ambitious individuals harboring rebellious intentions were stunned into silence. Was
Zhao Zhijing truly blessed by Heaven? To oppose him was tantamount to opposing the very heavens.

Zhao Zhijing, having completed the sacrificial ceremony, looked at the pale, dumbfounded faces of everyone around him and
couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

He knew his sudden ascension to the throne was unstable, and many below would naturally be dissatisfied. Therefore, he had
Mingkong expend energy to stage this mythical spectacle,
the impact .

After the ceremony, Zhao Zhijing led his entourage back to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in the outer city to worship their ancestors.

The ceremony was quite elaborate, but everything was handled flawlessly by the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

Afterward, they returned to the main hall of the imperial city.

Zhao Zhijing sat on the golden throne, and the civil and military officials below lined up according to their rank.
The officials directed the music, and then the ministers knelt and kowtowed three times, shouting "Long live the Emperor!" once more.

Zhao Zhijing read the imperial edict: "I have inherited this great legacy, and
I am deeply grateful for the grace of my father. The virtue of my late father shines as brightly as the sun and moon. I will be diligent and conscientious, working tirelessly day and night to govern the country and its people, never daring to slacken my efforts. You officials, both civil and military
, are all virtuous and capable, trusted ministers who have been entrusted with important responsibilities by me. You should also be loyal to your duties and fulfill your responsibilities so that the millions of people can live in peace and prosperity."

Immediately, a chorus of "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" erupted from below .

After eliminating Jia Sidao's faction, several new officials were appointed, arrangements made within the previous
month .

Emperor Zhao Zhijing of Song made Li Qinglu his empress, and then appointed concubines, details of which will not be elaborated upon.

Huang Yaoshi was also found; he had been besieged and captured by the people of Xia Ke Island, severely injured, his meridians shattered, rendering him
practically useless. He was only saved by Zhao Zhijing's refined internal energy.

This was the golden rule of the current emperor, Emperor Zhao Zhijing, and naturally, it was not false.

The position of leader of the True Transmission Sect was passed on to the old Taoist Qiu Chuji. Historically, this old Taoist was quite
long-lived, so having him in the position was no problem; at least he could maintain the status quo without worry.

The women from the Zhao residence at the foot of Longhu Mountain were naturally brought to Lin'an early on and placed in the harem.

Of course, everyone was bewildered by this sudden change.

Inside the magnificent hall, Li Mochou, dressed in luxurious robes, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the form-fitting fabric, created
alluring curves. She had been brought here for several days, but was still very unaccustomed to everything.

That sorcerer was actually the crown prince, and even the emperor?!

At first, Li Mochou thought someone was joking, but it turned out to be true.

She felt as if she were in a dream, having been made a concubine and placed in this beautiful palace.

Several young and pretty palace maids stood respectfully beside her, awaiting her orders.

Li Mochou hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Even if she were pampered and waited on hand and foot, living a life of luxury
, it all felt incredibly awkward to the

Red-Lian Fairy, who had spent half her life wandering the martial world, accustomed to the hardships of life. In another palace, however, lay Huang Rong and her daughter. Guo Fu had been made a concubine, while Huang Rong used
the excuse to remain there. Although this was somewhat against protocol, at this crucial time of changing emperors and officials, naturally
no one would gossip.

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing, both seriously injured, were placed in the Imperial Medical Academy in Lin'an, receiving the best possible treatment.

Huang Rong had completely given up on resisting. Zhao Zhijing had already become emperor, and all the most
important were under his control. What was the point of resisting?

Besides, the die was cast; her entire family's lives were tied to Zhao Zhijing's. Her
thoughts slowly shifted, considering how to help the evil Taoist secure his throne or how to ensure her daughter Guo Fu
received favor.

At this moment, a maid announced from outside, and a beautiful young woman with a delicate and
graceful entered.

Huang Rong showed surprise. This woman was named Su Quan, recently sent by the Qing Dynasty's regent, Wei Xiaobao,
to Zhao Zhijing's harem.

Su Quan had initially resisted, but after being deflowered by Zhao Zhijing, she quickly adapted.
In the past few days, she had been moving among the concubines, making friends and behaving warmly. However, Huang Rong felt she
was quite scheming and was unwilling to develop a close relationship with her.

Su Quan glanced at Huang Rong and her daughter Guo Fu, feeling a touch of disdain. Two women sharing one husband—how
could Madam Guo be so foolish?

Of course, she wouldn't show any sign of displeasure on the surface.

Since Shenlong Island was captured by Qing troops sent by Emperor Kangxi, Hong Antong had died, and she had been captured by the Qing army. She

had been imprisoned in the Qing court ever since.

Later, when Kangxi suddenly died, the good-for-nothing Wei Xiaobao became regent, controlling the court with the support of the Empress Dowager and Princess
Jianning .

That guy was also a lecherous fellow, naturally setting his sights on the beautiful Su Quan. However, the Empress Dowager and Princess Jianning
kept a close eye on him, preventing him from getting a chance.

Then, news arrived that Zhao Zhijing had become the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty. Wei Xiaobao, who was always afraid of Zhao Zhijing, remembered
Kangxi's promise to give him Su Quan, Fang Yi, and Mu Jianping, and quickly sent them over.

Zhao Zhijing had almost forgotten about the matter, but since the women had been delivered, he naturally didn't hold back. That very night
, he took all three women to bed and had sex with them all at once.

Mu Jianping and Su Quan were still virgins, and Fang Yi had only been with the sorcerer once. Watching the three women
resist as they were taken in one after another gave Song Haozong immense pleasure.

Su Quan was naturally resentful, but she had always been a very pragmatic woman with a strong desire for power. Since things
had come to this, she might as well try to gain as much benefit as possible.

She had analyzed the situation in the emperor's harem. The empress was Li Qinglu from Western Xia, and it seemed that her position was quite secure because the two old witches, Li Qiushui and Li
Canghai had made great contributions to the emperor's ascension to the throne. Wang Yuyan
was Li Qinglu's cousin, so she was naturally on that side.

Wang Yuyan also had four other sisters, all of whom were members of the harem. Even more outrageous was that their mother
was also .

Although they tried to hide it, how could they hide it from Su Quan's eyes? Just
like were truly disgusting.

The Li Qinglu family and the five Duan sisters were now united, but besides them, the Emperor valued most
Xiaolongnü, who had given birth to his daughter, and Huang Rong and her daughter.

Xiaolongnü and her senior sister Li Mochou both had a cold, aloof demeanor, so Su Quan decided to first
cultivate a good relationship with Huang Rong. After all, this female strategist of the martial arts world was a clever woman, and her daughter was one of the imperial concubines; she
wouldn't refuse another ally.

With this in mind, Su Quan began to subtly engage Huang Rong in conversation.

Zhao Zhijing didn't pay much attention to the thoughts of the women in the harem. After court, he returned to his palace.

The attending eunuchs immediately came forward, one of them carrying a large wooden tray covered with wooden plaques. He knelt
on the ground and respectfully asked, "Your Majesty, will you be choosing a plaque today, or will you go directly to the palace of which concubine?"

In fact, the ancient Chinese imperial harem did have a tradition of the emperor choosing a concubine by flipping plaques. Basically,
the eunuchs would present a pile of wooden plaques, allowing the emperor to choose one without knowing who it was. This was meant to
increase mystery and excitement, making the emperor's experience more enjoyable.

However, usually, the emperor would simply go and have his way with whomever he wanted, completely ignoring the plaque-flipping step.

Zhao Zhijing's lips curled into a smile, as he had an idea.

He didn't flip a plaque first, casually asking, "Is there anything special about this large wooden tray?"

The surrounding eunuchs and palace maids exchanged bewildered glances. It was just a tray for holding wooden plaques; what could it possibly
mean ?

Zhao Zhijing lewdly said, "No? Then I'll name this wooden plate 'Point-of-Factory Machine'... uh, 'Money Counting Machine,' and carve
that name onto the bottom of the plate. Hehe, I wonder what people in the future
will think when they see this antique with that name engraved on it?"

Satisfied with his wicked pleasure, he added, "I won't be flipping cards tonight. You arrange it for me. I have an
idea , hehe."

PS: I sped up the pace. The original story of Xia Ke Dao wasn't supposed to be this short, but I wanted to finish it as soon as possible.

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