The Amorous Healer [Complete] - 3

Chapter 32 Ghostly Shadow (Part 2)

Consort Zhuang was not tall, but she was very well-proportioned. Her fair and smooth skin radiated an ivory-like luster, making her a true beauty. Especially her jade feet, which were so delicate that one could hold them in one hand, as smooth and round as jade carvings. Her ten toes were as tender and white as spring onions, making one want to press closer and kiss them a few times to satisfy their craving.

"Why does Your Majesty have to do this? Do you want to put me, the humble physician, in a position of disloyalty and injustice?" Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed. He knew that in this palace, unless things were done in an extremely secretive manner, like he, Consort Shu, Empress Jiang, Consort De, and Yan Qiang, who had rashly stared naked at King Zhou's concubines, it was easy to be accused of disrespect and defilement of the harem, and then be thrown out of the palace gates, skinned alive, or at the very least, beheaded.

Consort Zhuang smiled and said, "Only in this way can I see clearly and better diagnose you, isn't that right? Do you think I'm afraid of harming you, Physician?"

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, there's no need for that. I only need to take your pulse. Please cover your body to avoid gossip!"

Consort Zhuang replied, "In the inner palace of the Southern Palace, there are only the two of us, Physician and I. How could anyone gossip?"

Helpless, Ge Xiaoyao turned his body to the side and looked elsewhere. However, before he reached the bed, he felt a foul stench emanating from it and couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

Consort Zhuang said with a sob, "Physician Ge, it's not that I'm shameless, but I have an ailment that I can't tell anyone about, which is why I've troubled you..."

Ge Xiaoyao then understood that the incense burning throughout the Southern Palace was to mask the stench.

He immediately said, "Your Majesty, please don't grieve. It's not too late to make a decision after I've examined you." At this moment, he had already mentally analyzed the symptoms related to the female body odor.

"In that case, please proceed, Physician!" Consort Zhuang said softly, closing her eyes.

Ge Xiaoyao reached out and pulled down the gauze curtain, placing his right hand on Consort Zhuang's jade-like wrist. He found it extremely smooth to the touch, yet her pulse was perfectly normal, showing no abnormalities whatsoever.

It should be known that there are many types of female body odor, the most common being vaginal odor, armpit odor, and breast odor. These are all caused by dryness and heat in the body, coupled with a damp and cold environment, resulting in the yin and yang energies not merging but rather repelling each other. All of these conditions can be reflected in the pulse.

"Could it be...?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered to himself. He vaguely remembered a story about a ghostly yin from his ancestral book, *The Secrets of the Bedchamber*. *The Secrets of the Bedchamber* records that during the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, a noblewoman in the capital suffered from a serious illness, resulting in a foul odor from her genitals, preventing her from marrying and leading to her eventual death from depression. Several years after the burial, the nobleman offended powerful officials at court and was exiled to the frontier. His family tomb was also opened by thieves. Strangely, the young lady who had died of illness looked just like she did when she was alive, not only beautiful but also exuding a captivating fragrance. The tomb robbers could not resist and had sex with her. Three days later, they all died suddenly. Later, a Taoist priest said: This was due to ghostly yin energy. Ghostly energy entered her body and gathered in her lower abdomen. The woman dreamed of having sex with male ghosts every night while she was alive. Her lower body was drained of its foul yin energy by the ghost, and she died. Her body did not decompose for many years.

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao disregarded social status and gender, pulled back all the gauze curtains, and carefully examined the naked Consort Zhuang from her toes to her hair, inch by inch.

Consort Zhuang, unaware of Ge Xiaoyao's motives, remained silent until Ge Xiaoyao finished his examination, let out a long sigh, and returned to his chair. Only then did she ask, "What have you discovered, Physician Ge?"

Ge Xiaoyao was now fairly certain that Consort Zhuang was possessed by a ghost, but he dared not speak directly, fearing to frighten the delicate empress. So he said, "Your Majesty is in good health and there is nothing seriously wrong. It's just that living in this Southern Palace all day has caused a buildup of melancholy in your heart, leading to this ailment." Consort

Zhuang said leisurely, "Yes... this Southern Palace is rather desolate, and the King doesn't come often..." Her expression was quite forlorn.

Ge Xiaoyao then asked, "I wonder if Your Majesty sleeps well at night?"

Consort Zhuang replied faintly, "Fine! But I often have dreams..." However, Ge Xiaoyao noticed the two blushes that suddenly appeared on her pale face.

"It seems I guessed right!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and pressed on, "What kind of dreams does Your Highness often have?"

Consort Zhuang's pretty face turned even redder, and after a moment of hesitation, as if she had mustered up a great deal of courage, she said, "I'm truly sorry to make the physician laugh, but I often have erotic dreams..."

"Yes!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed heartily. "I am fully aware of Your Majesty's condition, but the medical method is..."

Consort Zhuang hurriedly said, "Doctor, please speak freely about any difficulties you may have. What medicine do you need? As long as it is available in the world, I will certainly send someone to find it."

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "It's not a problem with the medicine, but the key is that the medical method is somewhat difficult to discuss. Please don't take offense, Your Majesty!"

Consort Zhuang smiled and said, "Doctor, you are too kind. Since I have invited you to treat me so late at night, I naturally trust you. As long as the illness can be cured, I will not care about any strange medical method!"

Ge Xiaoyao then said, "Your Majesty is truly a sensible person. To be honest, Your Majesty has contracted an illness caused by a ghost entering your body. There is no need to rush the medicine, but you need to place peach needles inside your genitals for three days to see any effect. During this period, Your Majesty must rest in bed and not move around freely."

"Peach needle inserted..." Consort Zhuang's face showed embarrassment, but she quickly added, "Since the physician is confident, then I will follow his advice."

Seeing Consort Zhuang agree, Ge Xiaoyao rose and said, "In that case, Your Majesty, please rest. This humble physician will take his leave!"

Leaving the Southern Palace, Ge Xiaoyao finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much refreshed. Back in the Hall of Supreme Bliss, he carefully reviewed the section on "ghost yin" in the *Secrets of the Bedchamber*.

It turned out that although Ge Xiaoyao had discovered Consort Zhuang suffered from ghost yin disease, he didn't fully understand the treatment methods. Moreover, the *Secrets of the Bedchamber* only recorded the matter, and the treatment was extremely vague, with only the phrase "peach needle inserted into the yin" being relatively clear.

"Damn it! Forget it, I'll just have to try it first, whether it works or not!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. "If this doesn't work, I'll use the excuse of the heavy ghost energy and think of another way!"

Lost in thought, it was already broad daylight. Ge Xiaoyao got up and saw two physician apprentices waiting in the outer hall.

Upon seeing Ge Xiaoyao, one of the physician apprentices hurriedly said, "This morning, the King sent someone to collect the Bliss Pill. I saw the physician was fast asleep, so I didn't disturb him and gave him the Bliss Pill!"

Ge Xiaoyao was secretly delighted, thinking, "It seems that King Zhou's yang deficiency is getting worse every day. In two or three months, my plan will definitely succeed!" He immediately agreed and asked a few more questions about the recent health of the concubines and King Zhou's bedchamber activities. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he gave a few brief instructions, then excused himself, feeling unwell, and went back to his room to sleep.

He hadn't slept all night and was extremely exhausted. Now he needed to rest up to deal with the matters of the night.

Chapter 33 Ghostly Shadow (Part 2)

The night was cool as water, and the moon was dark and without light.

Chaoge City, Imperial Palace, Nangong Zhuangfei Palace.

Rows of green locust trees swayed their massive canopies in the wind, like sinister monsters, overlooking the desolate Nangong Palace.

The light from the two red gauze palace lanterns remained dim and yellowish, so somber it was exhausting. On the sandalwood bed, the original brocade curtains had been removed, replaced by a more transparent white gauze canopy, revealing glimpses of the erotic scene within, stirring the imagination.

Zhuangfei was fast asleep, her petite and slender figure, her curves undulating, partially obscured by the gauze. An occasional dreamlike laugh or a soft moan stirred a restless desire in Ge Xiaoyao.

Ge Xiaoyao, using an invisibility spell, sat on a bamboo chair not far from the sandalwood bed, smiling as he watched the sleeping beauty.

Following his instructions, Consort Zhuang had already implanted a sharpened peach needle into her lower body. Thinking of her appearance during the implantation, he couldn't help but indulge in fantasies. He felt that Consort Zhuang's frown of sorrow was even more endearing than her smiling face, and more capable of arousing a man's most primal desires.

"Damn! Why hasn't it arrived yet?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. It was past midnight, and the entire Southern Palace remained quiet, without any unusual activity. According to his deduction, the possessed ghost should be arriving soon.

Ge Xiaoyao quietly passed through the palace wall and went outside, taking a couple of breaths of fresh air to suppress the restlessness within him and the burgeoning desire of the Second General.

A gust of cold wind blew past, chilling him to the bone. His intuition told him, "It's here!" This wind was far colder than the previous one, and the white gauze he had hung in front of the Southern Palace gate was now swirling and fluttering strangely.

Medicine is based on the principles of Yin and Yang; many famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in ancient times were monks or Taoists. Even those who weren't, most who were well-versed in medicine had some knowledge of Yin-Yang techniques. However, in modern times, with the rise of Western medicine and the pervasive influence of atheism, many doctors have completely lost sight of the concepts of Yin and Yang, and even ghosts and spirits have become a laughing stock.

Ge Xiaoyao was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Although he hadn't delved deeply into Yin and Yang theory, he knew a little bit about it. The method of hanging a gauze curtain at the door to detect ghostly energy was something he learned from his great-grandfather.

The gauze curtain fluttered, indicating that the ghostly energy lingered twice in front of Consort Zhuang's palace before drifting in through the crack in the door.

Ge Xiaoyao snorted coldly, thinking, "This time, there's going to be a good show!" He passed through the wall and sat back in his original position in Consort Zhuang's inner palace.

Consort Zhuang was still fast asleep, her beautiful face carrying a faint hint of spring.

The gauze curtain moved without wind, quietly lifting up, and a slightly chilly breeze blew in, causing the white gauze to flutter from the inside out.

In her sleep, Consort Zhuang suddenly shivered, then began to twist her slender waist intentionally or unintentionally, her pink neck raised high, as if something was licking her chest.

"Mmm...uh..." Consort Zhuang let out a dreamlike moan, tinged with pleasure and comfort. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, her fragrant tongue lightly protruding from her cherry lips, licking her luscious red lips with self-admiration, her breathing gradually becoming heavier

. The white gauze in front of the bed fluttered more joyfully, and the naked Consort Zhuang on the bed was already restless, her high, snow-white breasts rising and falling, creating a sea of white waves, her delicate body twisting like a snake, seemingly excitedly receiving an invisible caress.

"Mmm, mmm..." She kept shaking her head, letting her long black hair fall loose, fine beads of sweat already appearing on her forehead, the messy strands sticking to her forehead and snow-white breasts, making her even more alluring.

"Mmm...uh..." Her naked body was flushed with a dizzying pink of excitement, suddenly trembling slightly, her exquisite jade feet lifted slightly, her toes curling restlessly, "Good...good...right here..." she began to utter indistinct dreams.

"Damn! This kid's pretty good at flirting! ...Looks like he's an expert in this area. I'd like to have a go at it sometime!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, reaching out to press down the Second General, whose head was already raised high, his gaze fixed on the movements on the bed.

Consort Zhuang, lost in her erotic dream, was completely aroused. Her previously virtuous and dignified image instantly transformed into a seductive and alluring harlot. Glistening saliva slid down her rounded cheeks, only to be licked back by her pink tongue, making her already sensual lips even more intoxicatingly alluring.

Her pink neck throbbed, revealing the veins bulging from her exertion, yet even so, she remained incredibly alluring, making one want to pounce on her and devour her.

If one were a lecherous man, at this moment, what he would most like to see are those two perfectly round, firm, and elastic breasts trembling incessantly, the two round, red nipples already ripe and gleaming red.

Her body, sculpted like jade or ivory, pressed softly against the bed, writhing vigorously. A dense patch of black hair and two full, snow-white buttocks peeked intermittently from beneath the white gauze. Her long, slender, snow-white legs were raised, opening and closing rhythmically, as if tightly gripping something, or desperately opening to welcome something in.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm... mmm... faster... faster..." Amidst increasingly loud, wanton cries, Consort Zhuang's upper body and snow-white legs simultaneously arched, folding her body into a perfect V-shape. "Ah..." With a breathtakingly seductive cry, Consort Zhuang's sexy body trembled rapidly as if electrocuted.

However, this rapid trembling lasted only a few seconds. A sudden gust of wind lifted the white gauze curtains in front of the bed, then swept past Ge Xiaoyao, carrying a foul, fishy stench, rushing out the window and disappearing without a trace.

"Damn! Too late..." Ge Xiaoyao sighed, slowly putting down the cinnabar brush in his hand. "It seems I'm really not cut out to be a Taoist priest. Perhaps Jiang Ziya is more adept at catching ghosts and exorcising demons. At best, I can only scare ghosts!"

At this moment, Consort Zhuang seemed not to have woken up from her erotic dream. Her two soft, boneless hands caressed her chest, slid over her flat stomach, and then penetrated into her pubic hair. "Hmm...hmm..." She let out another series of rapid moans.

"People say nine out of ten women are horny. It seems she must be living a lonely life, thirsty every night, otherwise she wouldn't have attracted a ghost to her body..." Ge Xiaoyao looked at Consort Zhuang, who was still enjoying herself in her sleep, shook his head, recited the incantation to pass through walls, and chased after the direction where the yin wind had disappeared.

Fortunately, the stench carried by the eerie wind, though unpleasant, provided Ge Xiaoyao with extremely convenient conditions for tracking. He covered his nose and chased after them all the way out of the Southern Palace, finally stopping in front of a century-old locust tree outside the palace wall.

The wind blew gently, but it did not dispel the strong, fishy stench. At this moment, the spring moon had already brightened in the sky, hiding behind the dark clouds and illuminating the earth as if it were daytime.

There was a patch of black, shiny sap on the ancient locust tree, from which the fishy smell came. In the center of the sap, a very thin peach needle was stuck.

Ge Xiaoyao sneered, reached out and took out a cloth, wrapped the peach needle, and then pulled it out forcefully. The ancient locust tree shook violently, as if feeling unbearable pain.

"Who are you, brat? Why don't you show yourself and speak now?" Ge Xiaoyao shouted sharply.

The ancient locust tree swayed again, and a shrill voice reached Ge Xiaoyao's ears: "Thank you for sparing my life, sir! Yin San will obey your commands!"

It should be known that these peach needles were the nemesis of yin ghosts; if they remained stuck there, the ghost on the locust tree would surely perish within three days. Ge Xiaoyao pulled out the peach needles, effectively sparing its life.

"So your name is Yin San. Let me ask you, why don't you reincarnate and instead inhabit this locust tree, becoming a lewd ghost?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

The shrill voice continued: "Sir, you do not understand the plight of a lowly ghost. I was originally the third brother of King Zhou of Shang, Yin Shou. He poisoned me to seize the throne. I am still filled with resentment and cannot reincarnate, so I can only inhabit this ancient locust tree. I am unbearably lonely, and seeing the beautiful Consort Zhuang, alone in her empty room, unable to sleep, I have become lustful. I beg you, sir, to forgive my sin of lust!"

“This Yin San is honest enough! It’s better to keep him alive; perhaps he’ll be useful in the future…” Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and then said, “I know you haven’t lied. Although you are lewd, you haven’t killed anyone, so I’m willing to spare your life. However, since you have a blood feud with King Zhou, why don’t you go and take his life?”

Chapter 34: The Battle (Part 1)

A gust of cold wind swept by, and Ge Xiaoyao heard Yin San’s shrill voice: “Master, Yin San has found out that King Zhou is staying in the Southern Palace again tonight!”

Hearing the jealousy and anger in his words, Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, “What? Are you still holding a grudge about me catching you with peach needles?”

Yin San hurriedly said, “Yin San wouldn’t dare.” After a moment of contemplation, he chuckled and said, “I just hate Yin Shou. Seeing him having an affair with Consort Zhuang made me furious.”

Ge Xiaoyao said, "A true man should prioritize his career. What is a mere woman compared to that? A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years. One day, you will see King Zhou reap what he sows!"

Yin San replied, "Master's words are wise. Yin San understands!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Good! Go ahead!"

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept up, and Yin San vanished without a trace in an instant.

Ge Xiaoyao gazed at the spot where the cold wind had disappeared and smiled inwardly. That day in Consort Zhuang's Southern Palace, he had captured this ghostly figure, Yin San, with a peach needle, but it was out of a moment of kindness that he hadn't killed him. Who would have thought that Yin San would be so grateful, insisting on becoming his master and willing to gather information for him in the harem? Ge Xiaoyao was happy to have a helper, so he agreed.

Of course, Ge Xiaoyao understood that his relationship with Yin San wasn't truly that of master and servant. It was Yin San's hatred for King Zhou that drove him to follow him. To be precise, their relationship was merely one of cooperation and mutual exploitation.

Ge Xiaoyao sat down, poured himself a cup of wine, and slowly sipped it. He reflected on the past few days, how he had thoroughly trained all of King Zhou's five palace beauties, and how he had built the Heavenly Paradise, causing King Zhou to become addicted to wine and women, seeking pleasure every night. His impotence was worsening, and he was becoming increasingly dependent on Ge Xiaoyao's elixir of pleasure. A secret joy welled up within him.

"Hehe, before long, King Zhou will be bedridden!" Ge Xiaoyao thought smugly.

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Yin San, who had just left, returned.

Ge Xiaoyao clearly sensed the unease emanating from the eerie wind and hurriedly asked, "Yin San, what happened? Are you injured again?"

Yin San's voice was noticeably weaker: "Just now, I saw King Zhou, full of vigor, indulging in sensual pleasures with Consort Zhuang. I was about to leave when I overheard him say that the Left Prime Minister, Yi Liang, had given him a picture of some kind of 'Lustful Beast Exercises.' He practiced the techniques on it, and they were even more effective than taking your Ecstasy Pill, Master."

Yin San gasped for breath and continued, "I wanted to get closer to investigate, but I didn't expect King Zhou's protective white tiger spirit to be outside the door. Luckily, I ran fast, or I would have been eaten by that white tiger..." …

After hearing this, Ge Xiaoyao nodded secretly and said, “I understand, thank you very much, Yin San. Remember to be careful in the future. No matter what happens, survival is the most important thing!”

Yin San said, “I will serve my master without hesitation! I want to see King Zhou become a bedridden cripple with my own eyes…”

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, “You are injured now and it is not advisable for you to go out. Hide here in the medicine hall for a while and let your injuries heal. There are many spiritual herbs in the medicine hall, and the spiritual energy is abundant, which will be good for your injuries!”

Yin San agreed, and with a gust of cold wind, he went straight to the back of the medicine hall.

“The Lustful Beast Exercise Diagram?” Ge Xiaoyao was wondering when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. The person who came was none other than Xiao Yu, the maid of Consort Zhuang of Nangong.

Xiao Yu said, “Consort Zhuang ordered me to come and get the medicine. This is the prescription that the physician left in Nangong the other day!” As she spoke, she handed over a piece of paper.

Ge Xiaoyao unfolded the note and saw a line of delicate handwriting: "The treacherous minister Yi Liang has presented a plan for merit-making and spread slanderous rumors, which may be detrimental to the physician. I hope you will devise a good plan as soon as possible.

" Ge Xiaoyao was deeply moved. He knew the immense risk involved in sending such a note within the inner palace. He laughed heartily and said, "Alright, Xiaoyu, wait here for a moment. I'll go get the medicine."

After a short while, Ge Xiaoyao handed a packet of medicine to Xiaoyu and whispered, "Tell Consort Zhuang that I will remember her kindness."

Xiaoyu said, "Physician, what are you saying? You saved the Consort's life. How could she bear to see you harmed by that treacherous minister?"

Ge Xiaoyao said loudly, "I wish Consort Zhuang a speedy recovery!"

Only then did Xiaoyu take the medicine and leave.

"It seems Yin San was right. Yi Liang did indeed send the cultivation chart to King Zhou. In that case, the 'impotence' plan is ruined! No, I have to think of a way!"

Ge Xiaoyao chanted incantations to become invisible and pass through walls, and soon arrived at the Star-Picking Tower.

The Star-Picking Tower was different from before. Following Ge Xiaoyao's model for building the Heavenly Palace, King Zhou had also carried out a large-scale renovation of the Star-Picking Tower. A sky ladder had been built on the three floors, and several goddesses were placed on each floor.

These goddesses were all dressed as beauties from the previous Star-Picking Tower, each one wrapped in palace attire and light gauze, their gait soft and light. Although it was not as stimulating as the previous scene of naked women everywhere, it added a lot of eroticism, and the enchanting spring scenery was even better than before.

When Ge Xiaoyao arrived at the third floor of the Star-Picking Tower, he saw a huge and eye-catching erotic picture hanging above King Zhou's throne. Several goddesses, some standing and some lying down, were imitating the lewd poses in the erotic painting, making continuous moaning sounds.

Ge Xiaoyao ignored the goddesses and walked forward to stand beneath the painting, examining it closely. The erotic painting was divided into five layers, depicting men with tiger heads, leopard heads, goose heads, snake heads, and dog heads, each in a different sexual position. Furthermore, small illustrations beside the paintings included incantations for circulating qi.

"This must be the 'Lustful Beast Exercise Painting'?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. "I'll test just how powerful this 'Lustful Beast Exercise' really is!" With this thought, he focused his mind on his dantian, guiding his qi, and began practicing the tiger-style exercise from the first layer of the painting.

As the saying goes, the tiger is extremely yang, strong, and fierce. This martial arts technique is the same. After practicing for a short time, Ge Xiaoyao felt an extremely hot ball of energy rapidly swirling in his lower abdomen, as if it was triggering a burst of yang energy throughout his body. Every pore of his body was filled with burning desire.

"This Tiger-Style Technique is indeed powerful. It can quickly mobilize the yang energy throughout the body. I'm afraid it will cause great damage to the body after intercourse..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

However, as soon as Ge Xiaoyao started practicing this tiger-style martial arts technique, he felt burning with lust and was eager to find a woman to have sex with and release his pent-

up desire. He said, "Never mind, I'll try it first, regardless of whether it hurts him or not!" He saw that the beauties next to him also had flushed faces and eyes burning with lust from practicing this erotic art. They were extremely thirsty. He thought to himself, "I'll use these few lustful women to test my skills!"

With this thought, Ge Xiaoyao chose the woman with the most alluring face and the most beautiful figure and pounced on her.

When Ge Xiaoyao stood up, he felt full of energy and yang energy, not at all like someone whose legs were weak and numb from depleted yang energy. Looking at the beauties who had accompanied him to test his skills, they were all limp on the ground, unable to get up. "Damn! This 'Beastly Skill' is a perverted lewdness, practically an Iron Crotch Skill!" Ge Xiaoyao thought. "Since King Zhou has practiced this skill, hasn't my plan to cure him of impotence been completely wasted?"

"You damned Yi Liang!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed inwardly. "I, Ge Xiaoyao, have suffered here for months, working as a male prostitute for half a year, just to make King Zhou a little impotent, and you just gave him this skill for nothing! It's like I've wasted my time! One day I'll cut off your little brother and soak it in wine!"

Ge Xiaoyao cursed Yi Liang and his eighteen generations of relatives a thousand times over in his heart before he felt a little better. He returned to the Hall of Supreme Bliss, only to find Consort Shu already waiting there.

Chapter 35 Showdown (Part 2)

"Master, why do you seem a little unhappy today?" After their lovemaking, Consort Shu gently wrapped her arms around Ge Xiaoyao's waist, speaking sweetly.

"Damn it! After being a male prostitute for half a year, I haven't gotten anything. How can I be happy?" Ge Xiaoyao cursed inwardly. However, he couldn't say this to Consort Shu. He sighed and said, "King Zhou hasn't been staying at the East Palace these past few days. I'm worried about you, Yanyun..."

Consort Shu also sighed, "Yes!" But then she frowned, saying bitterly, "It's all those damned sluts who bewitched the King. Otherwise, he wouldn't be ignoring me like this!"

Ge Xiaoyao understood perfectly. He knew who the "slutty cat" she was referring to was, and he also knew that her words implied accusations that she had cured Empress Jiang, Consort De, and Consort Zhuang of their incurable illnesses. He feigned a troubled expression and said, "Alas, I know all this. But His Majesty has given the order, and I have no choice but to obey! Yanyun, don't worry, if I can cure them, I can certainly turn them into dinosaurs too!"

Consort Shu gently poked Ge Xiaoyao's chest with her bamboo shoot-shaped fingers, and chuckled, "I'm not blaming you, why are you in such a hurry to explain!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "You really don't blame me? I cured Empress Jiang, Consort De, and Consort Zhuang!"

Consort Shu giggled, "How could I blame you... You had no choice!"

Ge Xiaoyao kissed her deeply on the cheek and said happily, "With Yanyun's words, I'm relieved!"

Consort Shu groaned comfortably and said, "Once I've mastered the Yang-Gathering True Skill of the Master Physician, will I still fear His Majesty leaving me?" "

Upon hearing the mention of the Yang-Gathering True Skill, Ge Xiaoyao suddenly had a thought. 'Damn! How come I didn't think of that... This Yang-Gathering True Skill is exactly the nemesis of that Beastly Lust Skill!' He immediately said, 'Yanyun is absolutely right. I will teach you the complete Yang-Gathering True Skill right now!'

Shufei's face immediately lit up with a bewitching smile. She wrapped her pink arms around Ge Xiaoyao's neck, her soft, white body pressed tightly against his. 'My master truly understands me. Hmm... then come quickly!'"

Although Ge Xiaoyao's so-called Yang-Gathering True Skill was named after Yang, its original name was actually the Five Animal Frolics. It was created by taking the postures of five lewd birds: phoenix, eagle, goose, and chicken. It contained both strength and gentleness, speed and slowness, elegance and vulgarity. The Phoenix Soaring to the Nine Heavens, the Peacock Spreading its Tail, the Female Eagle Spreading its Wings, the Goose Landing on the Sandy Shore, and the Snow Chicken Falling into the Soup were all extremely lewd moves. In order to deal with King Zhou, Ge Xiaoyao taught all of these to Shufei without reservation.

"I've heard that His Majesty has recently been practicing a kind of 'lustful beast' technique. When you're making love with him, use these moves to counter him; he'll surely be delighted!" Ge Xiaoyao added as a final instruction.

Consort Shu memorized the Five Animal Frolics, nodded, and smiled charmingly, "I knew it, Master, you must be sincere towards me..."

The two engaged in another passionate and tender encounter before Consort Shu happily departed. "Hehe, Yiliang... before long, I'll make your 'lustful beast' technique available to everyone in the harem. Then, let's see what methods you can use to prevent King Zhou from becoming impotent!" Ge Xiaoyao thought smugly. He already had the idea of having Consort De, Consort Zhuang, and Empress Jiang all practice the Five Animal Frolics.

A cold wind arose, and Yin San's voice rang out: "Master, do you think Consort Shu is reliable?"

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "Did you see what happened just now?"

Yin San hurriedly replied, "No, I just came out of the inner hall!"

"Damn! You're still trying to bluff me at a time like this..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then laughed and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense! You just came out of the inner hall, how would you know what happened here?... Hehe, don't pretend anymore, you saw it, so what? Anyway, it's just this kind of trivial matter between men and women, I don't care at all!"

"However, Master is really fierce in bed! You must teach me when you have time!" Yin San's chuckle came from the cold wind.

"Damn! You're really no good!" Ge Xiaoyao readily replied, "Okay, I'll definitely teach you after you're reincarnated!"

The cold wind swirled around, "Doesn't that mean waiting until the next life? Damn! I won't do it..." Yin San said, "It won't be long before I can transform into a phantom body, then you can teach me!"

"Transform into a phantom body? What do you mean..." Ge Xiaoyao asked, puzzled.

Yin San chuckled, "So even Master has things he doesn't know! Actually, ghosts are divided into different levels: there are yin wind ghosts, illusory ghosts, and physical ghost immortals..."

"Damn it! I'm not a god, how would I know so much nonsense!" Ge Xiaoyao rudely interrupted his rambling, "Illusory ghosts, aren't they just white shadows? What's the big deal!"

"Master..." Yin San said, "Don't underestimate this white shadow. It takes an ordinary ghost a hundred years to cultivate. If I hadn't benefited from the strong yin energy in this harem, I would have had to wait at least seventy or eighty years to cultivate into an illusory body!"

At this point, Yin San suddenly thought of something else and said, "Master, your invisibility technique is a legitimate immortal Taoist art. I wonder where you learned it?"

"Damn! This ghost is quite clever, it can even see that I'm using invisibility!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and said, "It was taught to me by an ally of mine. How about it?"

Yin wind swirled, and Yin San looked very excited, "Master, can you tell me who that person is?"

"Jiang Ziya, an old Taoist priest from Kunlun Mountain!" Ge Xiaoyao said impatiently.

A sudden gust of cold wind swirled around him, and Yin San exclaimed in surprise, "Kunlun Mountain? A disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable? Hehe...hehe..."

"Alright? That's enough!!" Ge Xiaoyao had no patience for his rambling. "What did you just say about Consort Shu?"

"Damn it! I was so busy rambling...I forgot the important matter!" Yin San asked, "Master, do you think Consort Shu is reliable?"

Ge Xiaoyao sneered, "Reliable or unreliable, what does it matter?"

Yin San asked, puzzled, "Why is that?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled lightly, "Whether she's reliable or not, she'll still be useful to me; whether she's unreliable or not, she'll still be useful to me. As long as I can make King Zhou impotent without anyone noticing, what does her reliability have to do with me!"

"That's true..." Yin San said, "However, this woman is too cunning and extremely wicked. I'm afraid that one day she will be a threat to Master!"

Ge Xiaoyao said confidently, "She's a smart woman; she won't do that!"

"But... I'm still worried!" Yin San insisted, "I'll go to the East Palace to investigate!"

Ge Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "No need! You should focus on recovering from your injuries now. Besides, King Zhou could go to the East Palace at any time, and that would be very dangerous for you! I don't want my first little brother to die unjustly at the hands of the enemy."

The yin wind swirled around Ge Xiaoyao a few times, seemingly very moved. After a moment, Yin San said, "Alright, then I'll go in and recover first..."

Ge Xiaoyao added, "In a few days, I'll arrange for you to meet my ally, perhaps he can help you!"

Yin San was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master!" The yin wind circled around Ge Xiaoyao seventeen or eighteen times before dissipating, making him shiver with cold.

"Sigh..." Ge Xiaoyao sighed, shook his head, and after a while muttered to himself, "Not good for me... How could a concubine in the harem be bad for me? Haha..."

However, Ge Xiaoyao was still overconfident. If he had sent Yin San to the East Palace to gather information, things might have turned out differently. His plan to "use birds to subdue beasts" might have gone very smoothly, but...

Chapter 36 Showdown (Part 2)

Chaoge City, Imperial Palace, Consort Shu's Palace in the East Palace.

King Zhou, exhausted, climbed off Consort Shu, yet still full of enthusiasm, saying with lingering desire, "Consort Shu is indeed the most exquisite beauty in my harem... I'll have her serve me tonight..."

Consort Shu, still flushed with desire, reached out her pink arm to pull King Zhou closer, playfully scolding, "Your Majesty, why wait until tonight to enjoy yourself?"

King Zhou sighed, "It's all because of that meddlesome Bi Gan, insisting that I perform some sacrificial ceremony and military review today... I sent them to conquer the Eastern Yi, they should have gone, why all this fuss!"

Consort Shu's eyes were alluring, and she breathed softly, "Then Your Majesty must come back tonight..."

"I will definitely come back, haha, I will definitely come back!" King Zhou laughed heartily, put on his clothes, and walked out alone.

After King Zhou had gone far away, Consort Shu lazily sat up from the brocade bed, but her demeanor changed to a different kind of allure, saying, "Your Majesty is gone, please, Prime Minister Yi, come out!"

A hidden compartment in the inner room was gently pushed open, and the obese Yi Liang emerged, naked and drenched in sweat. Upon seeing Consort Shu lying on the bed, her body sprawled out, he pounced like a wolf, exclaiming, "Your Majesty is right! Consort Shu is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world! I was so aroused listening inside that I almost couldn't resist rushing out..."

Consort Shu, however, broke free from Yi Liang, her beautiful eyes filled with a mixture of anger and desire, and scolded, "You fatso...you're covered in sweat, go wash up!"

Yi Liang chuckled, "Ah! I was thinking Your Majesty would be performing the sacrificial ceremony today...I didn't expect him to come here too. Luckily, there's this hidden compartment...hehe, it's just a little small and a little hot..."

Consort Shu gently shifted her long, beautiful legs, finding a more comfortable position, and gave him a flirtatious wink, saying, "Alright...go on! I'll wait for you here..."

Yi Liang quickly agreed, then couldn't help but glance at Consort Shu's snow-white body before chuckling and hurried out. "

...

That Ge Xiaoyao is indeed skilled; he even has a way to counter this 'Lustful Beast Technique'!" Yi Liang said bitterly, lying on the bed.

Consort Shu puffed out her chest, swept her long, flowing hair back high, and chuckled mockingly, "What, Lord Yi, haven't you been defeated by Physician Ge again?"

Yi Liang chuckled, "So what if I was defeated? Your Highness, weren't you also part of his scheme?"

Consort Shu said disdainfully, "How could I be used by him?"

"Hehe..." Yi Liang's eyes darted back and forth across Consort Shu's ample bosom, "If I'm not mistaken, before tomorrow, Empress Jiang, Consort De, and Consort Zhuang will probably have all learned this 'Five Animals Harvesting Yang Technique'! At that time, hehe... Your Highness, your dream of becoming Empress will be..."

"Hmph!" Consort Shu's face darkened, her teeth clenched, "He dares?"

"That's not necessarily true!" Yi Liang reached out his plump hands towards Consort Shu again, a sly smile on his face. "That's just Ge Xiaoyao's usual style!"

Consort Shu slapped away the plump hands that landed on her body and said coldly, "That's not necessarily true either. We'll have to wait for Xiao Yu to come back before we can talk about it!"

Just then, a voice came from outside the door: "This servant Xiao Yu requests an audience with Consort Shu..."

Yi Liang chuckled, "Here I am. You'll know once you ask!" He sighed again, "I'm going to hide in that hidden room again..."

After Yi Liang disappeared into the hidden room, Consort Shu took a brocade quilt and covered herself with it before saying, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a thin, small maid walked in, saying, "This servant Xiao Yu greets Your Highness..."

Consort Shu responded and asked, "Xiao Yu... how did you find out about the matter I entrusted to you?"

Xiao Yu said, "Reporting to Your Highness, I gave the note to Ge Xiaoyao yesterday, and this afternoon he passed on the Five Animal Frolics to Consort Zhuang!"

"What?" Consort Shu exclaimed in surprise, sitting up abruptly. The brocade quilt slipped down, revealing a room full of spring scenery.

Xiaoyu hurriedly closed her eyes and knelt on the ground, saying, "This servant didn't lie. Today, Ge Xiaoyao went to the Southern Palace and relayed Consort Zhuang's... merit."

Consort Shu then realized her lapse in composure, grabbed the brocade quilt to her chest, let out a long sigh, and then said indifferently, "It's none of your business. I know, you may leave!"

"Hehe, I guessed it... That Ge Xiaoyao wasn't sincere towards you at all!" After Xiaoyu left, Yiliang emerged from the side room, grinning sinisterly.

Consort Shu snorted coldly, her eyes instantly turning icy and stern. She gritted her teeth and said, "Ge Xiaoyao... I've treated you well. Since you're heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Whether it was the fright of Consort Shu's cold gaze or the chill of standing there naked, Yiliang trembled all over as soon as Consort Shu finished speaking.

Meanwhile, in Consort Zhuang's palace, Consort Zhuang, who had just seen Ge Xiaoyao off, awoke from her erotic reverie. Thirsty, she called out, "Yu'er... Yu'er... pour me a cup of tea..." However, there was no reply from outside.

"Where has that girl gone at this hour!" Consort Zhuang thought to herself.

Just then, Xiaoyu hurried in and said, "Your Majesty called me?"

Seeing her drenched in sweat, panting, and covered in dust from her thin clothes, as if she had walked a long way, Consort Zhuang asked, "Where have you been? You look exhausted!"

Xiaoyu's face showed some unease, and she mumbled, "Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu, I just went to the storeroom to get some... everyday necessities."

Consort Zhuang nodded and said, "It's alright. Go and pour me a cup of tea!"

A short while later, Xiaoyu brought the tea, but Consort Zhuang said, "Yu'er, how have I treated you?"

Xiaoyu's hand holding the tea tray trembled slightly, and she replied, "Your Majesty treats Yu'er like a younger sister..."

Consort Zhuang closed her beautiful eyes slightly, sighed softly, and then said, "You may leave... Considering our sisterly bond... I don't want to make things difficult for you!"

With a crash, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Ignoring the shattered porcelain scattered on the ground, Xiaoyu knelt down, letting her knees pierce the porcelain, and pleaded bitterly, "Your Majesty, I was confused for a moment. Xiaoyu knows she was wrong, Xiaoyu will never dare to do it again. Please forgive Xiaoyu this time..."

Consort Zhuang said calmly, "You did nothing wrong. Which woman in the world doesn't want to climb the social ladder and become a phoenix? But you shouldn't... you shouldn't... have harmed my savior!"

Xiaoyu sobbed, "Xiaoyu never thought of climbing the social ladder to become a phoenix, but... but..."

"But what?" Consort Zhuang asked.

Xiaoyu sobbed, "But Consort Shu said..."

"What did she say?" Consort Zhuang's tone suddenly became very stern.

"She said..." Xiaoyu trembled, her voice trembling, "She said if I don't tell her whereabouts of Doctor Ge, she'll expose your illness to the King!"

"Shameless!" Consort Zhuang roared, "That vile woman dares to use this as leverage!"

Xiaoyu burst into tears again, "Your Majesty, I had no choice..."

Consort Zhuang sighed heavily, wearily saying, "Get up... Go out first, I want some peace and quiet!"

Just as Xiaoyu stepped out, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept through the hall. "Your Majesty, now you should believe me, right?"

Consort Zhuang said calmly, her eyes closed, "Go... Protect Doctor Ge well! Never come here again, I never want to see you again!"

Silence... The cold wind swirled and blew out the window. Inside the hall, two clear tears silently streamed down Consort Zhuang's delicate face.

Chapter 37 Entering the Court (Part 1)

"Master... Master..." The cold wind swirled around Ge Xiaoyao, and Yin San's urgent voice rang out repeatedly.

Ge Xiaoyao was finally startled awake. He rubbed his sleepy eyes. "What is it... Xiao San?"

"Master, you must be careful these days. That harlot Shufei is going to make a move on you!" Yin San said.

Ge Xiaoyao yawned deeply. "Oh, I know. She won't come to kill me now, will she..."

"Now?" Yin San asked doubtfully. "She won't..."

Ge Xiaoyao curled up and pulled the blanket over his head. "That's good. Now I can sleep peacefully!"

"Damn!..." Yin San couldn't help but laugh, unsure whether to be anxious or angry. "Master... Boss, Big Brother..." He only wished he had a body, otherwise he would have pushed him awake. But he had no body, and with Ge Xiaoyao covered by the blanket, even if he wanted to get some air, it wouldn't make a difference.

Ge Xiaoyao ignored his shouts and soon began to snore loudly.

"Damn it..." Yin San had no choice but to conjure a gust of cold wind and head towards the back hall.

When Ge Xiaoyao woke up, the moon had already risen in the west. He stretched and yawned, "Ah! So comfortable... Being a male prostitute is really hard work. It's been so long since I've had such a peaceful and comfortable sleep."

"My lord, have some tea!" A fawning smile appeared as he entered.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded; he was indeed thirsty, having consumed too much water yesterday. "Eh? Why haven't you left yet?"

The one serving Ge Xiaoyao tea was one of his subordinate physicians, named Bao Chang. He was usually diligent, but whenever he saw his superior, he always wore a fawning smile, which made Ge Xiaoyao very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, my lord, I specially stayed to serve you today..." Bao Chang said with a smile, respectfully presenting the teacup to Ge Xiaoyao.

Taking the teacup, Ge Xiaoyao smelled a strange fragrance wafting from the tea.

"Mmm...it smells so good! Bao Chang, what kind of tea is this?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Bao Chang smiled eagerly, "This is newly harvested Dongyi milk tea, would you like to try it, sir?"

Ge Xiaoyao looked at the tea; it wasn't green, nor yellow, but rather a milky white, like milk. He picked up the teacup, but didn't drink, saying, "Oh? Dongyi milk tea? I've never heard of that!"

Bao Chang chuckled, "You don't know this, sir. This Dongyi milk tea is a specialty of Dongyi. It's made by carefully selected gentle girls from Dongyi, picking the white buds of new tea leaves in March, and keeping them in their bosoms for seven days. It has a faint milky fragrance, hence the name Dongyi milk tea! You should try it, sir!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, didn't drink the tea, but instead put down the teacup and asked, "Such fine tea, have you ever tasted it?"

Bao Chang said, "This is top-grade tribute tea. Besides the King, the inner palace treasury only sent you a small box. How could I possibly have the fortune to taste it..."

"Damn it! You're trying to fool me, Ge Xiaoyao? I've had plenty of milk tea..." Shi Ye thought to himself, then chuckled and said, "Since this tea is so precious, and you have such a filial heart, I'll reward you with it!"

Bao Chang's face suddenly changed color, and he bowed his head, saying, "Sir, I wouldn't dare, please enjoy!" He then tried to retreat.

"Hmph..." Ge Xiaoyao sneered, slamming the teacup heavily to the ground. Hearing the sound, Bao Chang spun around and lunged back, a gleaming dagger in his hand!

Ge Xiaoyao had already noticed something was off about him, and after testing him, Bao Chang indeed fell for the trap. Seeing the dagger coming at him, Ge Xiaoyao calmly kicked Bao Chang in the stomach.

Bao Chang screamed "Ouch..." and fell backward to the ground.

"Haha... With your paltry skills, you dare to challenge me, Ge Xiaoyao? Tell me, who sent you?!" Ge Xiaoyao shouted sternly.

Bao Chang, nearly suffocating from the powerful kick, turned ashen-faced, grunted, and glared coldly at Ge Xiaoyao without speaking.

Ge Xiaoyao, a former street urchin himself, knew perfectly well that his question was pointless. In this harem, besides her, no one else wanted him dead.

"Bao Chang, what did she give you?" Ge Xiaoyao knew that almost no one who dared to assassinate him intended to leave alive. His only question was what Bao Chang had received to be willing to risk his life for her.

"Heh heh, benefits…benefits…haha…" Bao Chang suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, but a violent cough that followed made his laughter eerily strange, and a trickle of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Sigh!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed, shaking his head. "I never said I'd kill you, why are you doing this…" he said, quickly walking away.

When he returned, Bao Chang was lying on the ground, his face pale and swollen, convulsing and struggling. The blood flowing from his mouth had turned a foul-smelling black, clearly indicating that he had ingested some deadly poison.

Ge Xiaoyao crushed a white pill, mixed it with a cup of water, and forced it down his throat. Bao Chang, who had been struggling to survive, quickly calmed down, though he was still vomiting large amounts of blood. The blood gradually turned from black to red, and he finally took a deep breath, slightly opening his eyes to look at Ge Xiaoyao, weakly saying, "You... why did you save me!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said calmly, "I just didn't want you to die in the Bliss Pavilion, otherwise I, Ge Xiaoyao, would be very disgraced..."

A smile appeared on Bao Chang's pale face due to blood loss, but then he shook his head and said, "You can't save me!"

"I just don't believe that anyone could be poisoned in my Bliss Pavilion, Ge Xiaoyao's place!" Ge Xiaoyao said confidently, running his hand through his hair.

Bao Chang still shook his head. "Ge Xiaoyao, do you know... you're very arrogant!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and finally said, "Hmm... you're right!" After saying that, seeing that Bao Chang's body had completely relaxed, he crushed a vermilion pill and poured water into his mouth.

After taking Ge Xiaoyao's medicine, Bao Chang closed his eyes wearily, saying, "Don't waste any more medicine... I won't survive!"

"Hehe," Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "Even if you can't survive, I will still save you, because I am a physician!"

Bao Chang's body trembled slightly, showing that he was very agitated. After a long while, he finally said slowly, "Okay... Ge Xiaoyao, I'll tell you... the person who sent me to kill you is..."

"Don't say anymore!" Ge Xiaoyao interrupted him, helping him to the bed. "I already know. Although you came to assassinate me, I know you were forced into it!"

Bao Chang barely opened his eyes, sighed heavily, and said, "To be honest... I know I can't kill you! But... you shouldn't save me either, because that might make my death even more miserable..."

"Hmm! I understand..." Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment, then said firmly, "I won't let you die, because although your mission failed, my physician apprentice Bao Chang is dead... and you will be an ordinary person hidden in the city."

"Why?" Bao Chang asked.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled knowingly and said, "Don't ask about that. Get some sleep! We'll talk about it later."...

The next day, the entire harem knew that Bao Chang, the physician apprentice at the Pleasure Pavilion, had suddenly died of a violent illness, and his body had been dumped and buried in the wilderness outside the palace by the palace servants.

"Why hasn't she come yet? She should be here to test my strength!" Because of Bao Chang's matter, Ge Xiaoyao hadn't left the house for two days, sitting in the hall drinking alone.

A gust of cold wind swirled, and a faint human-shaped shadow appeared in the hall. Yin San's voice rang out, "Master, he has already left Chaoge!"

"Good!" Ge Xiaoyao drank a cup of wine and said.

"Master..." The shadow swayed and moved closer to Ge Xiaoyao, "Won't he tell everyone?" Yin San asked with worry.

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, "No... He's a smart man!"

The shadow nodded, but its body suddenly trembled, "Master, someone's coming! I'll go in first!" After saying that, a gust of cold wind swirled, and it went straight to the back hall.

"Hmph...you harlot, daring to harm me, Ge Xiaoyao! You've come at the perfect time!" The wine cup slammed heavily on the table, making a dull thud, and drops of wine splashed out, running down the smooth surface.

"Damn! A mere guard?" When the door opened, Ge Xiaoyao discovered that the visitor wasn't Consort Shu, but a thin, small guard. He wondered how the guard had gotten into the palace. Judging by his physique, he was better suited for cooking ribs in the kitchen; being a guard was a bit...unseemly.

"Oh, General, what business do you have with me, Ge Xiaoyao?" Since the visitor was a guest, Ge Xiaoyao politely let him in and asked.

"By order of the King, the palace guards are to immediately proceed to the Hall of Diligent Governance to meet the King!" the young guard said solemnly.

Chapter 38 Entering the Court (Part 2)

"Damn...no need to be so serious! The King usually summons me to the Star-Picking Tower, why did he come to the Hall of Diligent Governance today? Could it be..." The Hall of Diligent Governance was where King Zhou handled state affairs. For a palace physician like him to enter the court was unprecedented in Shang Dynasty history. Palace interference in politics was a major issue for the court. "Could it be that some damned person attacked me in court again?"

Ge Xiaoyao pondered, unable to come up with a solution. Seeing the young guard's serious expression, he worried it wasn't good news and politely said, "Young General, no rush, no rush. May I ask what the King wants with me? I'd like to prepare medicine in advance..." As he spoke, he secretly slipped a jade bottle

into the guard's hand, whispering, "My Ge's Viagra, little brother..." The young general clutched the jade bottle, his face flushed with embarrassment, forcing a smile: "Physician Ge, no need to prepare anything, it's not about medicine!"

"Oh?" Yi Yetian scratched his head leisurely, muttering to himself, "What could it be!"

The blush on the little guard's face slowly faded, and he became more enthusiastic towards Ge Xiaoyao, leaning closer to him and saying mysteriously, "Physician Ge, I can't tell you exactly what it is, but I know it must be good news!"

"Good news?" Ge Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, about to ask further.

But the little guard urged him with a beaming smile, "Physician, don't ask anymore, you'll understand when we get there!"

"Damn! What's going on... all this mystery, could it be that my Inner Palace Steward is getting promoted?" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, and then walked towards the Hall of Diligent Governance with the little guard.

In the entire Shang Dynasty palace, apart from the Star-Picking Tower, the most magnificent building was the Hall of Diligent Governance. Of course, the Star-Picking Tower had now been turned into a place of debauchery by King Zhou, and its former solemnity was gone, but the Hall of Diligent Governance remained solemn. Three hundred and eighty blue stone steps, like a ladder to the clouds, led all the way to the hall gate where two huge blue dragon statues were intertwined.

The Hall of Diligent Governance was vast, almost unnaturally empty. The most prominent feature was the throne, facing south and lofty above, exuding a chilling aura that inspired awe and reverence. It emanated an aura of absolute power, an aura of sweeping conquest, an aura of absolute authority.

"So everyone wants to be emperor," Ge Xiaoyao remarked. "Just sitting on this throne for even a day would be enough to make my life worthwhile..."

However, he was inherently lazy and carefree, not particularly zealous for power. While he marveled at the emperor's unparalleled majesty, he harbored no desire to possess it.

Below the throne was the main hall where civil and military officials stood. The hall was divided into three tiers. The top tier, furnished with chairs, was for imperial relatives, the Three Dukes, and high-ranking ministers. The middle tier held the positions of officials from various departments, and the bottom tier was for lower-ranking officers, scribes, and historians.

King Zhou sat high on his throne, his already imposing figure appearing even more majestic. Seeing Ge Xiaoyao enter, he smiled and gestured. Immediately, an official bearing the imperial edict emerged, holding a yellow silk scroll, and announced, "Ge Xiaoyao, receive the decree..."

Ge Xiaoyao, having learned the court etiquette before entering the palace, immediately knelt without looking away, reciting, "Ge Xiaoyao wishes Your Majesty a long life!" Other ministers, upon receiving the decree, would typically announce their official titles first, such as Left Sima Han Yi, Former Sikong Zhao Ling... Ge Xiaoyao's official position was the Grand Steward of the Inner Palace. Although he wielded considerable power within the palace, in the court, he was a mere nobody, not even a sesame seed, but a blade of grass. He didn't know the meaning of King Zhou's decree, so he was too embarrassed to announce his title.

The messenger announced, "Recommended by Yan Ke, the magistrate of Shangqiu, Ge Xiaoyao, though of humble origins, is devoted to the Shang Dynasty. He is skilled in both literature and martial arts, and is also an expert in medicine and stone carving. He is a rare talent in our Shang Dynasty. Therefore, as an exception, he is hereby granted the title of Eastern Expeditionary Guard, to assume office immediately, commanding three thousand troops to assist the King in pacifying the barbarian invaders and bolstering the military might of our Shang Dynasty..."

"Holy crap! I've become an Eastern Expeditionary Guard! And I have to go on a campaign?" Ge Xiaoyao was overjoyed. "Hehe, King Zhou, you're in for a surprise... I, Ge Xiaoyao, will turn your Shang Dynasty upside down!"

After the messenger finished reading the decree, King Zhou smiled and said, "Ge Xiaoyao, are you satisfied with my decree?"

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly replied, "This humble subject, Ge Xiaoyao, is deeply grateful for Your Majesty's boundless grace. How could I not repay Your Majesty's kindness with my life?"

King Zhou laughed heartily and clapped his hands. King Zhou said, "Very well! I trust you completely. Rise and go to the rear hall to receive the armor and cavalry I have personally bestowed upon you. Tomorrow, you will leave the city at the Tiger Might Camp, muster your troops, and set out on the expedition."

Ge Xiaoyao replied, "I will obey Your Majesty's decree."

Leaving the Qin Zheng Hall, Ge Xiaoyao was still dazed. In an instant, he had gone from a palace steward and inner palace physician to a general commanding three thousand troops, and with armor and cavalry personally bestowed by King Zhou, to immediately depart for the Eastern Barbarians to fight… This was an unprecedented and exceptional promotion!

After entering the palace, Ge Xiaoyao planned to serve as an official and also learned about the Shang Dynasty's military system. The Shang Dynasty's military ranks were divided into seven types, the highest being the Marshal, the commander-in-chief of an army. Below him were generals, officers, guards, colonels, and commanders-in-chief. Furthermore, a three-tiered, non-promotion system was implemented. This meant that a lowly slave could be promoted through military merit, but could only rise to the rank of colonel; further promotion based on merit was impossible. The same applies to the Langwei (military guards). They could rise to the rank of general based on their military merits, but the position of marshal was only awarded to those personally appointed by the king.

In the army, Langwei were second only to officers, with a maximum command of 5,000 troops. However, in reality, for ease of operation, a typical Langwei commanded no more than 3,000 men. The entire Shang Dynasty army numbered over a million. Assuming each Langwei commanded 3,000 troops, there were over 300 Langwei in total. Most of them were promoted directly from under generals based on their military merits and were personally appointed by the king. Since the founding of the dynasty, only Ge Xiaoyao had held this position.

The Eastern Expeditionary Langwei was not a permanent military post. In the past, it was a temporary post for generals during expeditions, such as the Eastern Expeditionary Langwei and the Western Expeditionary Langwei. In recent years, with the Shang Dynasty's continuous eastern expeditions, the title of Eastern Expeditionary Langwei gradually became fixed.

"Damn it! That pillow talk really works!" Ge Xiaoyao recalled that he had never mentioned to Queen Jiang or Consort Shu that he wanted to enter the court as a general or official, but he didn't know whose pillow talk had been effective.

"It must be Empress Jiang. As for that lewd Consort Shu, she'd be too busy trying to harm me to give me such a good job!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Over the years, the Shang Dynasty had launched continuous eastern expeditions, deploying half of its entire military force. Initially, there were some setbacks, but later, victories came one after another. The Dongyi people trembled at the mere mention of the word "Shang." Large quantities of slaves, treasures, and beauties were continuously sent back to the Shang Dynasty as spoils of war. The generals who led the eastern expeditions were all incredibly wealthy and constantly received rewards from King Zhou. There were risks, but only for ordinary soldiers. For the guards leading over a thousand troops, the risks were minimal. Therefore, the eastern expeditions had become a coveted position. The position of guard personally appointed by King Zhou was an even more coveted post that officials would fight tooth and nail for.

"Hehe… Empress Jiang is indeed generous… It seems I should reward her well tonight…" Ge Xiaoyao thought. Gratitude was his consistent practice, and besides, after some treatment, the middle-aged Empress Jiang had become even more alluring and charming. Thinking of her captivating laughter and mesmerizing gaze, Ge Xiaoyao felt a real itch in his heart. Chapter

39 Entering the Court (Part 2)

The imperial city of Chaoge was silent at night, except for a sliver of light in the central palace, filled with a seductive spring atmosphere.

Under the brocade quilt, Empress Jiang's face was flushed and glistening with sweat, her long black hair cascading over her forehead, making her already beautiful face even more alluring.

"Mmm… Ye Tian, I wish you the same on the battlefield, swift as a horse and spear, invincible in every attack… mmm…" At this moment, under the quilt, Empress Jiang moved her full hips and snow-white body, responding to Ge Xiaoyao's movements while letting out soft moans.

“Hehe…” Ge Xiaoyao said, “Isn’t this a gift from Your Majesty? I have nothing of value, so I can only repay Your Majesty with this…” As he spoke, he launched a rapid attack, causing Empress Jiang’s cries to surge like a tide.

After their lovemaking, Ge Xiaoyao leaned against the beauty's embrace and slowly said, "Your Majesty, I have something else to tell you."

Empress Jiang affectionately stroked his head, her red lips slightly parted, and said, "What is it? Speak plainly!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "After I leave, Your Majesty must be careful of that Consort Shu. She is kind-hearted but vicious, and extremely cunning. I'm afraid she might harm Your Majesty..."

"Haha..." Empress Jiang laughed, "That harlot, she'll need to learn a few more years to deal with me!" Turning her beautiful eyes to Ge Xiaoyao, she said with genuine affection, "Yetian, thank you, I will never forget you!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "It's all what I should do, Your Majesty, don't be so polite..."

That night, Ge Xiaoyao displayed his extraordinary skills in bed, satisfying Empress Jiang to the point of ecstasy, until she was utterly exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Of course, Ge Xiaoyao did not forget to "say goodbye" to Yanqiang, Consort Zhuang, and Consort Shu.

To his delight, Yan Qiang's Nine Yin Yang Technique had reached a considerable level of proficiency; in a few more months, even Ge Xiaoyao might be unable to defeat her. Consort Zhuang, with her charmingly coquettish demeanor, her tender affection tinged with worry, deeply moved Ge Xiaoyao. As for Consort Shu, Ge Xiaoyao, of course, wouldn't reveal anything about her assassination attempt on him. Pretending to be completely unaware, he teased her thoroughly before bidding her a reluctant farewell.

"Master, are you really going to conquer the Eastern Barbarians?" In the Pleasure Pavilion, a chilling wind blew, and Yin San's faint, ethereal figure drifted before Ge Xiaoyao's eyes, showing that his power had increased considerably in recent days.

Ge Xiaoyao, half-sitting and half-lying, said, "Of course, how could I miss such a good opportunity?"

Yin San said, "However, as far as I know, King Zhou has been conquering the Eastern Yi for seven or eight years, with more than half of the country's military force involved. He has been advancing unimpeded, as if entering an empty land. At this point, while withdrawing troops is understandable, there is absolutely no need to send reinforcements!" "

Haha..." Ge Xiaoyao laughed, "I won't go into the details, but King Zhou has offered me a lucrative position, how could I refuse!"

Yin San added, "However, I always feel that something is amiss!"

"What's there to worry about!" Ge Xiaoyao said, "Those Eastern Yi barbarians are already terrified. This time, I'm sure I'll return with a full load and a triumphant victory! Alright... I'm a little tired too. I have to muster the troops at dawn, I'm going to sleep!" Saying this, he lay down on the bed.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Yin San said, "Master, let me go with you on this eastern expedition. Although I can't be of much help, I can gather information and protect you secretly..."

Ge Xiaoyao, still half asleep, said, "Alright!" A gust

of cold wind swept up, and Yin San was about to leave when Ge Xiaoyao stopped him. Ge Xiaoyao closed his eyes and pondered, "There are many experts in the army. Going out like this might be dangerous. Here's what we'll do: go to Ma's Village in the west of the city and find an old man named Jiang Shang. He's my sworn brother. Just tell him I sent you to ask him to teach you some methods of invisibility and self-preservation."

Yin San was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master, I'll go right away... But how can he trust me?"

"Oh! That's easy..." Ge Xiaoyao took out a jade bottle from his robes and said, "Give him this medicine, and he'll know I sent you!"

"Alright... I'm off!" Yin San said impatiently. A gust of cold wind swept up the jade bottle and blew it out the door, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Ge Xiaoyao slept soundly, while Yin San, following Ge Xiaoyao's directions, left the city through the south wall of the palace. A cold wind swept through, and he drifted aimlessly, searching for Ma Family Village.

In the ghost realm, there were methods unknown to mortals for finding people. Yin San, having been a ghost for many years and having cultivated a spirit ghost body, easily obtained the exact address of Jiang Shang in Ma Family Village from a group of wandering ghosts.

Jiang Shang was known to all the ghosts in Ma Family Village and was quite easy to find. However, what troubled Yin San was that, according to them, Jiang Shang was no ordinary immortal; he was actually a human immortal, and his house was surrounded by a powerful array that could annihilate any ghost or demon that touched it.

"What should we do? Master... you told me to find your elder brother, but I can't get in. How am I supposed to find him?" Yin San said with a bitter smile. He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good solution. It was already past midnight, and there were only two hours left until dawn. If he couldn't see Jiang Shang, he would have no choice but to return home.

"Damn it! What kind of magical formation is this? I have to try and break through it no matter what. Since Jiang Shang is a master, I can't just kill everyone without even asking if they're demons or ghosts!" Yin San gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

A gust of wind swept across Majia Village, circling around the earthen house where Jiang Shang lived. The four golden gates of the house were tightly closed, and two golden-armored generals guarded each gate. Yin San knew that although he possessed the spirit body of a hundred years of cultivation, fighting this golden-armored general was suicidal—like a moth drawn to a flame. He wanted to go forward, but dared not; he wanted to turn back, but was unwilling. He could only watch and linger from afar, hoping to find an opportunity to sneak in while the golden-armored general was dozing off.

After a while, he heard a woman's scream and curses from inside the house, followed by a wisp of white spiritual mist. Suddenly, the golden gate and the general vanished.

"Damn! Heaven is helping me..." Yin San thought to himself, quickly conjuring up a gust of yin wind and drifting towards the earthen house. After entering, without asking any questions, he first found a secluded corner to hide in before carefully observing the situation inside.

He saw that the lights were already on, and a half-naked woman was arguing with a disheveled old man, uttering vulgar and offensive language.

"Haha, I didn't expect my master's sworn brother to be so henpecked..." Yin San couldn't help but chuckle. He had already recognized the old man as Jiang Shang, whom Ge Xiaoyao had asked him to find. And the woman—he'd heard Ge Xiaoyao mention her before—was Jiang Shang's wife, Ma Shi. "Sigh! What a shrew! Jiang Shang is a man of immortal talent, how could he have such a wife!" Yin San thought to himself. "Hehe, but this has actually done me a great favor!"

It turned out that ordinary Taoist magic relied on the practitioner's spiritual energy, which was most averse to women's arguing. Therefore, Ma Shi's nagging caused Jiang Shang's magic to fail, giving Yin San an opportunity to enter.

Listening carefully to Ma Shi's shouting, Yin San gradually understood the reason: Jiang Shang was old and frail, unable to satisfy Ma Shi's desires in bed. She demanded that Jiang Shang use magic to find some kind of brother to fetch medicine, but Jiang Shang refused, hence the loud argument.

"Haha, what a coincidence!" Yin San thought to himself. Jiang Shang's brother must be his master, Ge Xiaoyao, and the medicine was none other than "Ge's Viagra" in his possession.

Perhaps the old woman Ma had grown tired of shouting, for her cursing had subsided considerably. A long, aged sigh was heard, and the door creaked open, revealing the white-haired Jiang Shang.

The moonlit night was sparse, and Jiang Ziya, in a foul mood, walked into the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and sighed repeatedly. The cursing inside had ceased; the old woman must have fallen asleep.

Suddenly, Jiang Shang awoke with a start, whispering, "What little devil dares to eavesdrop here!" He raised his hand, scattering a golden light into the dark corner. Before Yin San could react, he was already caught in the golden light.

What sounded like whispers to an ordinary person was like a thunderbolt to a demon. Yin San's smugness from eavesdropping hadn't even faded when Jiang Shang seized him, a gust of cold wind rising, and he was slammed heavily in front of him.

"Immortal, please calm your anger... I am here on Ge Xiaoyao's orders to deliver medicine to you!" Yin San hurriedly said.

Hearing Ge Xiaoyao's name, Jiang Shang exclaimed in surprise, his expression softening considerably. He whispered, "What medicine?"

At this moment, the golden net had been removed, and Yin San broke free, respectfully presenting the jade bottle Ge Xiaoyao had given him.

"Hehe... My fellow disciples are so thoughtful!" Jiang Shang opened the jade bottle, smelled it, and laughed.

Chapter 40 Remnant Soldiers (Part 1)

East of Chaoge City, at the Tiger Might Army camp of the Shang army.

A meager thousand-odd men had been gathered, and Ge Xiaoyao's face grew increasingly grim; he was furious.

"Damn it all! Is that all?"

"Reporting to the general, this is all the Tiger Might Camp has!" the quartermaster replied.

"Hehe... General Ge, don't be angry!" Left Prime Minister Yi Liang narrowed his eyes. "Most of the Tiger Might Battalion has already been deployed to the Eastern Barbarian front. It's good enough that these are left! As the saying goes, a skilled general leads to brave soldiers. With your talent, brother, I think it won't be long before this force becomes an invincible iron army!"

"What the hell is this about a skilled general and brave soldiers? Taking these pieces of scrap metal to the battlefield, I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep my head for more than two rounds!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, but he forced a smile and said, "Lord Yi is right. However, could you transfer some soldiers from other units..."

Yi Liang's smile became even brighter, and the wrinkles on his fat face made people want to vomit. "General Ge, to be honest, apart from the troops stationed in various places, these are the only people we can send to the front. General Ge, you don't want the foundation of the Great Shang to be unstable because of our conquest of the Eastern Barbarians, do you?"

"I...I..." Ge Xiaoyao didn't even want to curse his ancestors anymore. He really wanted to slap this fatso twice. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "Lord Yi, the King promised me three thousand soldiers..."

"Yes!" Yi Liang puffed out his chest and pointed to the old, weak, and crippled soldiers and their thin horses. "It's three thousand soldiers...a little over a thousand soldiers, a little over a thousand horses, isn't that exactly three thousand?"

"Damn it!" A salty, hot rush surged up Ge Xiaoyao's throat, but he swallowed it back down. "Then the armor must be properly provided, right..."

Yi Liang then put on a stern face. "According to the regulations of the Great Shang army, only officers of the rank of General or above are allowed to wear armor and iron swords!" He then grinned and said, "General Ge, I think you should know that!"

"Fine!" Ge Xiaoyao sneered, inwardly cursing Yi Liang to the core: "You damn fool, you deliberately framed me! One day, I'll make you pay!"

Yi Liang said sarcastically, "General Ge, His Majesty's grace is boundless. He hopes you will dedicate yourself wholeheartedly to serving the country and wishes your army a swift victory!"

"Of course, of course... I wonder which general commands my army, and which officer directly obeys my orders?" Ge Xiaoyao felt there was no need to curse him anymore; he was going to kill him eventually anyway, so he might as well finish him off quickly. "His

Majesty decrees that General Ge, with your courage and wisdom, is hereby appointed as the Eastern Expeditionary Guard to fully demonstrate your talents. You will be independent, not subject to the control or command of any Shang army general, and must capture the two fortresses of Wangye and Pinggu in the Eastern Yi within three months!" Yi Liang bowed to the sky and said solemnly. After saying that, he leaned closer to Ge Xiaoyao and whispered with a smile, "Wangye and Pinggu are both wealthy villages, especially with many beauties. When the time comes, fellow disciples, don't forget your brother and enjoy them all by yourself!"

Hearing this, Ge Xiaoyao's anger finally subsided a little. "Damn it! As long as there's money to be made, why be afraid of licking blood from the blade? Back when I first started out, I wasn't afraid of going in with white knives and coming out with red knives, fighting my way through the Northeast Streets..."

Thinking of this, Ge Xiaoyao also leaned closer to Yi Liang and said, "Of course... How could I forget Lord Yi's promotion?" "What a kindness!"

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter. Ge Xiaoyao then asked, "I wonder if the provisions are ready? Which army will be sent to escort them? I will arrange for soldiers to meet them."

Yi Liang replied, "According to the military regulations of the Great Shang Dynasty, all provisions for an expeditionary force are uniformly allocated. Any shortfall will be replenished locally. General, you don't need to worry about this. There are dedicated personnel to escort them. Moreover, although you are acting alone, you will be protected by our troops on both flanks. You can rest assured to display your military leadership and combat skills!"

With these words, Ge Xiaoyao felt much more at ease. After all, although the number of soldiers was small, as long as the provisions were sufficient, it would be fine. If things got really bad, they could simply defend and not attack, at least they could save their lives.

Survival first, merit second, this was the unchanging principle that Ge Xiaoyao had adhered to for many years. Of course, this was also the fundamental reason why he had been able to survive until now.

With only a little over a thousand people, Ge Xiaoyao's originally prepared impassioned speech was reduced by ninety-nine percent, leaving only four sentences.

"First sentence: Those who want to live, listen to me!"

"Second sentence: Those who don't want to die, listen to me!"

"Third sentence: Those who want to come back, listen to me!"

"Fourth sentence: Those who don't listen to me, die!"

"Understood, General!" The combined shouts of over a thousand men could have resounded through the sky, but here they were few and far between.

Of these thousand-plus men, aside from the wounded, most were unruly soldiers, seasoned veterans. This was why they remained safely in the camp, refusing to go to the front lines to die. Now, with no other option, King Zhou had sent this greenhorn to lead them to the battlefield, so naturally, they lacked any motivation.

Seeing the soldiers' disheveled and slovenly appearance, Ge Xiaoyao sternly ordered, "Where is the central army?"

"Here!" came a chorus of shouts. A hundred-man squad emerged from the center, quickly taking their positions behind Ge Xiaoyao. A burly man, eight feet tall, broad-shouldered, and with a deep red face, ran to Ge Xiaoyao and said, "Reporting to the General, Han Biao, the Central Army Commander of the Tiger Might Battalion, is here to receive orders!"

Ge Xiaoyao glanced at the resolute-faced and efficient Central Army Commander and nodded to himself, thinking, "This should be the true merchant army of the Tiger Might Battalion, these should be the soldiers under my command!" He immediately gave the order: "Pass on my command, all soldiers must tidy their uniforms within half an incense stick's time!" Pointing at Han Biao, he said, "Anyone who doesn't meet your standards will be killed!"

A thick incense stick burned, and the army erupted in chaos. Some searched for shoes, some for suspenders, and some, even those who were naked, searched for clothes—it was utter confusion. Ge Xiaoyao sat quietly before the central army banner, his face expressionless as he watched the incense stick burn.

The smoke curled upwards, gradually turning ash-white. "Halt!...Central Army, obey the order!" Ge Xiaoyao roared.

"Yes, sir!" A hundred central army soldiers immediately responded, quickly dispersing and joining the ranks. Soon, more than twenty disheveled soldiers were dragged out, still laughing and joking, seemingly indifferent.

Three heavy drumbeats sounded, and they were pushed to the execution platform—a blood-stained open space. Only then did they realize the gravity of the situation. Several of the more timid ones, their faces pale, struggled desperately, shouting, "I am the adopted son of Lord Ji of the Imperial Court... I am the nephew of General Ba... Ge Xiaoyao, how dare you kill us!"

Ge Xiaoyao's face was ashen. "Damn it! I don't care if you are Lord Ji or Lord Ba, kill!"

Three more thunderous drumbeats resounded, and gleaming swords and axes were raised in the central army. By this time, those men were weak in the knees, begging for mercy, but the soldiers in the central army pulled them down, preventing them from kneeling. "General Ge, spare us... please... spare our worthless lives!"

"Kill!" Ge Xiaoyao coldly commanded.

Twenty-three cold blades drew beautiful curves in the air, followed by shrill screams, splattering blood, severed heads, and lifeless corpses...

More than a thousand men stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded as the burly men in the central army withdrew their swords and axes, as the headless corpses fell one by one. The ranks were deathly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "We obey the General's order!" This was followed by a deafening roar.

"Very good!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, finally feeling he had earned some respect. "Soldiers, I, Ge Xiaoyao, cannot guarantee you wealth and honor, nor can I guarantee you will return alive, but I can guarantee that I will stand with you, wielding swords to kill the enemy, shedding blood on the battlefield… As long as I, Ge Xiaoyao, am here, as long as you are here, the Angry Lion Army will be here!"

"Long live the Angry Lion Army! The Angry Lion Army will prevail!" The earth-shattering shouts rang out once more…

"Damn! Killed a few people, said a few words, and their morale is already high!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "These soldiers are really not as simple-minded as you might think!"

Chapter 41 Remnant Army (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao was quite satisfied with the nickname he had just given his army—"The Angry Lion Army." Although the Angry Lion Army originated from the Tiger Might Battalion, it was even stronger than the Tiger Might Battalion. "Hehe, no matter what, I'm now the leader of over a thousand men!" He led Han Biao, the Central Army Commander, and more than twenty Central Army soldiers, inspecting the barracks one by one. They were about to set off, and he needed to get to know his soldiers better.

Soon, in one of the barracks, he found a tattered, almost worn-out erotic picture book. "Sigh, my men are so pitiful. It seems I need to find a chance to quell their anger. Otherwise, how can they fight if they're not focused on the erotic pictures!"

Ge Xiaoyao put the erotic picture book back in its place and walked out of the tent without saying a word or showing any expression. Han Biao quickly caught up and said, "General Ge!"

"What is it, Han Biao?" Ge Xiaoyao was quite satisfied with the performance of this junior officer.

Han Biao, with his bear-like body, stood still, a head taller than Ge Xiaoyao, and said with a simple smile, "General, don't take that book too seriously. In the military camp..."

"I know!" Ge Xiaoyao interrupted him. He naturally knew that it was normal for such things to exist in the Chunyang army. After all, men always have some desires.

"Please, General, have mercy and don't punish them!" Han Biao pleaded. According to the military regulations of the Shang Dynasty, erotic pictures and anything related to women were not allowed in the army, in order to keep the soldiers focused on training and fighting, and to form combat power.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled faintly and asked, "Did I say I would punish them?" He thought for a moment and said, "Tell them that when we reach Dongyi, I will order the lifting of the ban on lust..."

"Ah?...Yes!" Han Biao was a little doubtful whether he had misheard. Lifting the ban on lust was a serious violation of the Shang army's regulations! But when he saw the unwavering look in Ge Xiaoyao's eyes, he believed it was true. Barely suppressing his excitement, he shouted loudly.

Leading soldiers is like leading underlings; you have to understand their needs. For these seasoned soldiers, nothing is more tempting than gold, silver, and beautiful women.

Ge Xiaoyao had been a hoodlum before, and had participated in the affairs of the Green Dragon Gang several times, so he had a lot to say about it.

"Alright, there's nothing to be surprised about. You all need to know that from now on, in the Angry Lion Army, I'm the only one who calls the shots, and that's enough!" Ge Xiaoyao said. "I, Ge Xiaoyao, will never mistreat my brothers! Alright, go see those wounded brothers..."

Han Biao agreed and led two soldiers ahead, soon arriving at a camp for wounded soldiers.

"Damn! Isn't there a medic here?" Ge Xiaoyao stopped, smelling a foul odor. Several soldiers nearby also covered their noses. Han Biao assumed Ge Xiaoyao was afraid of the smell and had stopped, so he said, "General, shouldn't we go back?"

"Since we're here, how can we go back?! Where are the medics..." Ge Xiaoyao frowned.

Only then did Han Biao realize he had misunderstood. He smiled awkwardly, "General, you don't know, all the medics have gone with the army. There are no medics here..."

"What about these wounded soldiers?" Ge Xiaoyao pointed to several wounded soldiers who had come out to check on the situation. They were limping and supporting each other, their wounds bandaged with tattered cloths, oozing wet pus and blood, clearly having not been dressed for a long time. Han Biao's

lips twitched. He didn't speak, only let out a sigh.

Ge Xiaoyao frowned, stepped forward, and asked the listless wounded soldiers, "How many wounded like you are there?"

"Reporting to the general, there are over five hundred!" one soldier replied.

Ge Xiaoyao gasped, his heart sinking. "Damn! Do those officers only want their soldiers to risk their lives, and completely ignore the fate of these wounded soldiers?!" He nodded, then asked Han Biao, "Are these men considered my subordinates?"

Han Biao hesitated, unsure how to answer. At this moment, the quartermaster stepped forward and said, "According to the decree, the remaining soldiers of the Tiger Might Battalion are all under the general's command, but these wounded soldiers... these wounded soldiers... I'm afraid they can't go to war..."

"What kind of situation is this! Heh heh... Give me a thousand men, plus five hundred wounded soldiers, and you want me to go to war? This is no joke!" Ge Xiaoyao smiled bitterly to himself, pondered for a moment, and said, "Alright, since they are my soldiers, you... register them one by one and give me a list!"

The quartermaster replied, "Yes!"

To be honest, Ge Xiaoyao was very dissatisfied with the quartermaster's performance, but he also knew that these low-ranking officers had no real power. Although he was the quartermaster, he had no food or medicine under his command.

The quartermaster was about to leave when Ge Xiaoyao called him back. "What's your name?"

The quartermaster replied respectfully, "General, my name is Jianli."

"Oh..." Ge Xiaoyao responded. "Are there any medicinal herbs in the armory?"

Jianli replied, "Yes, there are... but we don't have a physician, and we don't know how to use them..."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Alright, select fifteen clever men to come to my central command tent for orders."

Jianli agreed and left. Ge Xiaoyao sighed slightly and said to Han Biao, "Let's go check the horses!"

The horses were in good condition; all of the more than a thousand riders were well-fed and strong, and any one of them could easily travel a hundred or two hundred li.

Seeing a smile finally appear on Ge Xiaoyao's face, Han Biao stepped forward and said, "General, why are you asking the quartermaster for men? We have quite a few men in the central army!"

Ge Xiaoyao glanced at Han Biao and smiled lightly, "You'll find out in a couple of days!"

Just then, a fast horse galloped up from afar and stopped in front of Ge Xiaoyao. It was the young guard who had summoned Ge Xiaoyao to the Hall of Diligent Governance that day.

"Haha, young general, what is His Majesty's decree this time?" Ge Xiaoyao stepped forward and asked.

The young guard, having been bribed by Ge Xiaoyao, dismounted politely and said, "General Ge, greetings. The King has ordered you to set out on campaign immediately..." He then leaned close to Ge Xiaoyao's ear and whispered, "The King also wants me to ask Physician Shi for a prescription to strengthen the body, in case he's not around..."

Ge Xiaoyao laughed and said, "That's easy! Come with me..."

Inside the central tent, Ge Xiaoyao handed the young guard a piece of white silk stained with ink and recounted the situation in the army. The guard sighed and said with difficulty, "The King has already ordered Lord Yiliang to take full responsibility for your logistical support. I can't report this to the King!" Then he chuckled and said, "General, just be flexible! Anyway, you're not controlled by any general. With troops at your disposal, what can't you get?"

Ge Xiaoyao feigned a wry smile, politely saw the guard off, and then returned to his tent, secretly amused.

"Damn it! King Zhou, you took my Ten-Month Essence-Suppressing Powder, hehe... After I return, you'll probably be impotent too!"

He had already made up his mind that this expedition was just a formality. He only hoped to return alive in these few months. When King Zhou was impotent and Daji couldn't enter the palace, he would take Chu Yu and elope.

"Reporting to the general, I've brought fifteen soldiers!" Quartermaster Jian Li walked in and said, "This is the list of wounded soldiers. Please take a look, general." He handed over a book.

"Hmm, that's more like it! Looks like a quartermaster!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, took the list of wounded soldiers but didn't look at it. He casually placed it on the table and said to Jian Li, "Take them to the medicine storehouse. I'll be there soon."

Chapter 42 Remnants of the Army (Part 2)

Chaoge City, Tiger Might Camp, Angry Lion Army Central Military Tent.

Ge Xiaoyao convened his first military meeting. Those present included: Central Army Guard Han Biao, Guards Ming Xian, Yuwen Guang, and Zeng Yi, and Quartermaster Jian Li.

Ge Xiaoyao sat firmly in the center, his first words clear: "Though small, it has all the vital organs." An army, no matter how many men it has, must have discipline, order, a vanguard, a rearguard, each fulfilling their duties and cooperating effectively to achieve victory.

He had already gathered preliminary information about his subordinates, excluding Han Biao, from Central Army Guard Han Biao and some soldiers, regarding the character of the other three guards. Today's meeting revealed some clues.

School Guard Mingxian was a tall, dark-skinned, burly man in his thirties with a thick beard and a muscular build. He moved with a powerful, forceful air, and immediately snapped at Ge Xiaoyao, "These are all wounded and crippled soldiers! How can we fight this battle?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled calmly and said leisurely, "Did I say we were going to war?"

Compared to Mingxian, School Guard Yuwen Guang resembled a scholar. He had a pale complexion, handsome features, and a high-pitched voice. It was said he was the son of a high-ranking official in the court. Like Ge Xiaoyao, he had joined the Tiger Might Camp halfway through his career as a school guard and had never been on a campaign. If Ge Xiaoyao hadn't taken over the rest of the Tiger Might Camp, no matter who led the troops, this young master wouldn't have been chosen. Hearing about a campaign, Yuwen Guang became quite excited: "General, if we're not going to fight, why are we going to the Eastern Barbarians?"

Ge Xiaoyao didn't answer, but turned to look at School Guard Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi was in his forties, with small eyes, a short stature, and a smiling face without a beard. He remained silent.

"Damn! He really is an old fox..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then smiled and said, "Can't I go hunting or hiking?"

Ge Xiaoyao's words moved everyone present. Mingxian retorted angrily, "Are you kidding me?! I've fought against the Eastern Yi before..."

With a loud "bang," Ge Xiaoyao slammed his hand on the table and jumped up. "Mingxian! Stop calling me 'I'! Who are you calling 'I'?"

Han Biao, a military officer, drew his sword with a clang. Hearing the commotion, the guards outside rushed in, their spears gleaming coldly as they pressed against Mingxian.

"Mingxian, do you know your crime?" Ge Xiaoyao said coldly.

Mingxian was taken aback, then said, "I only cursed 'I', what crime have I committed?"

"The military regulations of the Great Shang Dynasty state that those who disobey their superiors or show contempt for their superiors..." Ge Xiaoyao said, glancing at Jianli, the quartermaster standing to the side.

Jianli understood and immediately roared, "Kill!"

"Hmph! I, Mingxian, refuse to accept this! I can only die on the battlefield! You think you can kill me with just a word? I refuse!" Mingxian's face turned purplish-red as he shouted.

Ge Xiaoyao suddenly turned from anger to laughter, signaling the guards to step back. He patted Mingxian's shoulder and said, "Good! Good for dying on the battlefield! Mingxian, listen to my orders!"

"Yes!" Mingxian answered reflexively.

"From today onwards, you will be the rear guard of my Angry Lion Army, leading three hundred strong soldiers and three hundred wounded soldiers."

"Mingxian respectfully obeys your command!" This time, Mingxian was completely bewildered and hesitated for a long time before answering.

Ge Xiaoyao then said, "Guard Zeng Yi, Guard Yuwen Guang, listen to my orders!"

"Yes!" came the two replies, one high and one low.

"Scholar Zeng Yi will serve as the vanguard of the Angry Lion Army, leading 300 elite soldiers and 50 wounded. Scholar Yuwen Guang will serve as the right wing guard of the Angry Lion Army, protecting the central army, leading 300 elite soldiers and 100 wounded."

"Yuwen Guang and Zeng Yi obey the general's orders!"

Ge Xiaoyao looked at the three men with satisfaction and smiled slightly. He then said, "Scholar Han Biao and Scholar Jian Li, listen to my orders!"

"Yes!" came two loud replies.

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Scholar Han Biao will serve as the central army guard, leading 300 elite soldiers and 50 wounded. Scholar Jian Li will serve as the quartermaster, leading 200 elite soldiers, responsible for the supply of provisions and medicine."

"We obey the general's orders!" Han Biao and Jian Li replied.

After all the assignments were completed, Ge Xiaoyao said, "Tomorrow morning, we will break camp and set off to conquer the Eastern Barbarians!"

The generals dispersed, and Ge Xiaoyao stretched, yawned, and sat down in his tent. He smiled faintly at someone in the corner of the tent and said, "What do you think of my military discipline?"

A breeze blew out from the corner, and Yin San's voice came: "Hehe, Master's medical skills are superb, but his military discipline doesn't seem so great!"

"Oh?" Ge Xiaoyao looked up and asked, "How do you know?"

"The art of war says: the brave are the vanguard, the cautious are the center, and the weak are the rearguard. You've completely reversed it, hehe. According to the military books, Mingxian should be the vanguard, Yuwen Guang the center, and Zeng Yi the rearguard!"

Ge Xiaoyao laughed heartily, "Reading books blindly is worse than having no books at all! Those military books talk about the formations for defeating the enemy, but I, Ge Xiaoyao, don't seek victory, so why should I arrange my troops according to the formations in the military books!"

"That's true... but..." Yin San still seemed a little puzzled.

Ge Xiaoyao stood up and paced back and forth in the tent a few times, saying, "If Mingxian is the vanguard, he will surely attack fiercely whenever he sees the enemy. With over a thousand men and half of them wounded, how can we withstand his reckless antics! Besides, that school guard Zeng Yi is cunning and treacherous, always seeking advantage and never suffering losses. If you put him in the rearguard, he'll run away faster than a rabbit if things go wrong..."

Yin San suddenly realized and laughed, "So that's how it is. Yuwen Guang is young and impetuous, ambitious but lacking in ability. Placing him on the left or right of the central army allows us to keep track of his movements and prevent him from acting rashly and causing trouble. Han Biao is mature, experienced, brave, and resourceful, making him perfect for the central army..."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded in satisfaction and said, "Excellent, excellent, you understand me perfectly!" Then he changed the subject and said, "By the way, have you seen my sworn brother Jiang Shang?"

"Yes..." Yin San replied. He then recounted to Ge Xiaoyao how he found Ma Family Village, how Ma's wife quarreled and broke Jiang Shang's magical formation, and what he saw after sneaking inside. When he described the heated argument between the two inside the house, Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh heartily, shaking his head and sighing, "Jiang Ziya, Jiang Ziya... you're supposed to be a cultivator, why didn't you use your immortal arts to regulate your two brothers instead of relying on my Ge's Viagra..."

After laughing, Ge Xiaoyao asked, "How did your matter go?"

Yin San smiled and said, "Everything is done!" As he spoke, a gentle breeze appeared, and a gilded brocade pouch appeared on the table in front of Ge Xiaoyao.

It turned out that that night, after Yin San found Jiang Ziya and explained his purpose, Jiang Ziya was overjoyed. He immediately took out a brocade pouch, cast a spell, and handed it to Yin San, instructing Ge Xiaoyao to hang it on his waist for protection against all evil. At the same time, Yin San could also hide in the pouch; unless he encountered a high-ranking expert like the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, ordinary immortals and Buddhas would not be able to detect his presence.

"Although my sworn brother is foolish and pedantic, he is extremely proficient in Taoist magic and immortal arts, and he is also very loyal!" Ge Xiaoyao picked up the brocade pouch, examined it carefully, and sighed, "But I have to set off tomorrow, and I can't say goodbye to him!"

"Master, Uncle-Master Jiang has something else to tell you!"

"What is it?" Ge Xiaoyao tied the brocade pouch tightly to his waist and looked up to ask.

Yin San said, "I mentioned that you are going to conquer the Eastern Yi, and Uncle-Master Jiang specially cast a divination for you!"

Ge Xiaoyao was worried about the outcome of this expedition and regretted not telling Yin San to have Jiang Ziya cast a divination for him. Hearing Yin San say this, he was delighted and asked, "What does the divination say?"

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"The army sets out, with a thousand chariots, carrying people from Yan and Zhao, and swordsmen and talents... Little Ge goes on an eastern expedition, with a thousand rickety horses, carrying people from Shang and Shang, and wounded soldiers..."

Ge Xiaoyao sat on the chariot, looking at the army winding forward, and sighed to himself. However, he was reassured that his vanguard, Zeng Yi, was not a cause for concern. They stopped more often than they went, resting at villages and setting up camp at water sources, and the army could not even travel thirty li a day. In any case, they were marching at a leisurely pace.

Ge Xiaoyao was naturally in no hurry; he had never intended to fight the Eastern Yi. It was the rearguard, Mingxian, who suffered greatly. His fiery temper flared, and he spurred his horse to catch up with Zeng Yi, unleashing a torrent of insults and shouts. He repeatedly charged into Ge Xiaoyao's chariot, demanding a change of vanguard. Zeng Yi, cunning and shrewd, naturally wouldn't stoop to his level, each time greeting him with a smile and coaxing him away, continuing his own relentless advance eastward.

Han Biao, however, was shrewd. Knowing Mingxian's fondness for wine, he requested permission from Ge Xiaoyao to send him a hundred jars of fine wine, ensuring Mingxian was thoroughly drunk every day, making life much quieter.

Aside from the daily military meetings, Ge Xiaoyao would hide in his chariot, pondering the divination Jiang Ziya had left him.

"Damn it! This old geezer, why is he playing riddles with me? Just tell me the outcome!" In recent days, Ge Xiaoyao had lost count of how many times he'd made Jiang Ziya sneeze and catch a cold from his insults.

"Damn it! What does 'burning a hundred herbs to form an immortal root' have to do with my going to war! And this line is even more outrageous... 'Holding a big sheep across a dangerous bridge'..." Ge Xiaoyao took a sip of wine and grumbled.

"Hey, Xiao San... what are you doing? Come out and explain to me what this divination means. By the way, didn't that old man Jiang say anything else?"

A breeze blew by, and a figure appeared in front of Ge Xiaoyao. Yin San sighed, "I don't know either, Master!" These days, his ears were calloused.

Gazing at the faint shadow, Ge Xiaoyao suddenly seemed to remember something and smiled slightly, saying, "Little San, that old man Jiang must have given you a lot of benefits! Look, you're a different person now!"

Yin San chuckled, "Uncle Jiang is really generous, he passed on a set of mental techniques to me, my power has increased a lot, and even the fierce energy in the Yin wind has been reduced a lot!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and smiled, "Yes, your Uncle Jiang is really generous! Hmm, really generous!! Damn it... Heavenly Treasure..."

Suddenly, Yin San cried out in surprise, the phantom flickered, and a gust of wind swept up and entered Ge Xiaoyao's brocade pouch. Ge Xiaoyao gripped the brocade pouch tightly in his hand, snarling, "Little San'er, listen to me! If I hear you say another good word about that old man Jiang, you'll be stuck in there forever!"

Ge Xiaoyao downed a large cup of wine in one gulp, cursing, "Damn it! Forget about Baicao, Da Yang... I'm not guessing anymore, just wait and see!"

The army marched slowly, dragging its feet for over ten days before reaching the border of the Shang Kingdom. Reaching this point, they were more than halfway through their expedition to the Eastern Yi, for beyond lay endless mountain ranges and dense jungles. Deep within these mountains and jungles lay their ultimate target—the Eastern Yi.

The jungles in the mountains had been carved out by the hundreds of thousands of expeditionary soldiers, creating a passage several tens of feet wide. From a distance, it looked like a long-haired beauty's head had been shaved in the middle, revealing her bare scalp against the rocks.

The mountain path was difficult to traverse; horses couldn't ascend, so the army had to proceed on foot. The horses were temporarily managed by the border troops and would be returned when the soldiers returned.

The fifteen medics trained by Ge Xiaoyao played a crucial role; after more than ten days of recuperation, the five hundred wounded soldiers had fully recovered their fighting strength. At this time, Ge Xiaoyao's Angry Lion Army numbered exactly 1,500.

Entering the dense forest, Zeng Yi became even more cautious, setting up camp before dusk each day, deploying numerous sentries, and lighting large bonfires to guard against wild animal attacks.

The night was deep; the dense forest was shrouded in darkness. The once abundant starry sky was reduced to a sliver of dark starlight by the trees, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face. Even the light from the bonfires could not reach more than ten feet. The air was hot and humid, making one wish to tear open their chest to breathe fresh air directly.

Apart from the buzzing of mosquitoes and the intermittent roars of lions and tigers, only the weary soldiers' murmurs in the tents could be heard. The soldiers on night watch, carrying long swords, sat or stood, patrolling the surrounding area. This dense forest was usually sparsely populated. Although it belonged to the Eastern Yi people, the army that had led the eastern expedition had already driven those barbarians into even deeper forests, making this place relatively safe. Therefore, the soldiers on night watch relaxed their vigilance, some even dozing off by the fire.

The march was arduous, and their day of climbing had resulted in loud snoring in the camp. Suddenly, a clear bird call rang out, followed by two distant wolf howls, and then a scream of agony, immediately waking the sleeping soldiers.

The scream came from the rearguard on night watch. Ming Xian was the first to get up, torch in hand, rushing towards the direction of the scream, followed by dozens of his trusted soldiers.

When Ge Xiaoyao arrived, Zeng Yi, Yuwen Guang, and Han Biao, among the generals, had already arrived. The soldier who had screamed was already dead, his face ashen, clearly poisoned. A newly trained medic was examining Ge Xiaoyao, removing a hard wooden splinter from his arm and chest, each splinter tipped with a dark black substance, clearly coated with a potent poison.

"Where's Mingxian?" Ge Xiaoyao looked around, but Mingxian was nowhere to be seen.

A soldier said, "Mingxiaowei went to chase the enemy!"

"Which direction did he go?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

The soldier pointed east, "That way!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, thought for a moment, and immediately said, "Quickly, bring him back!"

"Yes, sir!" Han Biao replied, leading a dozen soldiers eastward in pursuit.

"Where are the sentries on duty with him?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

According to regulations, sentries on night duty worked in pairs, hence Ge Xiaoyao's question.

"He went with Mingxiaowei to chase the enemy!" the soldier who had spoken earlier replied.

Just then, a flurry of torches rushed towards them, led by Han Biao, who had just left, followed by two guards carrying a large man, running frantically towards them. Dozens of soldiers behind him formed a tight circle, retreating eastward to protect him.

"Something's wrong... Guard Ming is injured!" a soldier shouted.

Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over. He saw that Ming Xian was already unconscious, his left arm swollen high, a wooden splinter deeply embedded in the muscle. He was wearing leather armor, so the splinter only reached his arm.

Losing a general before the battle was a terrible omen, and everyone, including Ge Xiaoyao, wore a somber expression.

Ge Xiaoyao put his hand to Ming Xian's mouth and nose, feeling a faint breath, and hurriedly said, "There's still hope! Put him down... get me a knife!"

A sharp longsword was handed to him. Ge Xiaoyao snatched a torch from a soldier, heated the blade over the fire, steeled his heart, and slashed into Ming Xian's left arm where the arrow had struck.

Large chunks of flesh were sliced off, and black blood, emitting a pungent stench, flowed out. Watching the black blood gradually turn red, Ge Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the physician, telling him the names of several medicines.

The physician immediately ran to the supply wagon, retrieved a large bag of herbs, and brought over several kinds.

These herbs were all used for detoxification and reducing swelling. Because of the hasty departure, there was no time to prepare them; only the raw herbs were brought to be made into pills or poultices along the way. The same was true for the other wound medicines.

Ge Xiaoyao crushed the herbs, chewed them thoroughly, and then gently applied them to Mingxian's wound. He then asked the physician for clean linen to wrap it up before standing up and signaling Han Biao to carry him back to rest.

"Zeng Yi..." Ge Xiaoyao called out.

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"Yes, General, what are your orders!" Guard Zeng Yi immediately replied. Ge Xiaoyao's clean and efficient detoxification and treatment of Mingxian's injuries had impressed him greatly, and his previously negative thoughts had changed.

"Send more men and strengthen vigilance," Ge Xiaoyao said. "Oh, right, starting today, all night watch soldiers will have three men per group, equipped with bows and arrows. If any unusual situation is discovered, do not hesitate to shoot with arrows first!"

"I obey the general's order!" Zeng Yi agreed and immediately went to make the arrangements.

Ge Xiaoyao then said to Han Biao, "Mingxian's poison wound probably won't heal for three to five days. You'll temporarily lead the rear guard!"

With everything arranged, dawn broke, and the dark forest began to brighten. Ge Xiaoyao returned to his chariot tent, wanting to sleep but unable to. He ordered his personal guard, Alai, to fetch a cup of water and threw in the poisoned thorns he had removed from the soldier and Mingxian. The clear water immediately turned black.

"Damn! Such potent poison!" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed inwardly. He divided the poisoned water into several portions, then took some herbs from the medicine bag brought by the physician, crushed them, mixed them together, and added them one by one to the poisoned water.

When Mingxian woke up, he saw Ge Xiaoyao sitting in front of him, smiling at him. He was deeply moved. "General..."

"Don't speak!" Ge Xiaoyao turned to the physician in charge of Mingxian's treatment and said, "Bring me the antidote I just prepared..."

He personally fed Mingxian spoonful by spoonful of the antidote he had finally managed to prepare after much research. Seeing his complexion gradually return to normal, Ge Xiaoyao said with relief, "It's alright! You're fine now. It's a very potent snake medicine! Mingxian, can you see how many enemies there are? What kind of people are they?"

Mingxian shook his head and said, "It's too dark. I can't see their faces clearly, but there aren't many of them, at most five, and three of them look like women!"

"Women?" Ge Xiaoyao said, "What a vicious method!"

Mingxian struggled to get up, but he was too weak to move. Ge Xiaoyao quickly pressed him down and said, "Don't move yet. The poison in your body hasn't been completely cleared. Rest and recuperate first!"

"But what about the rear guard? What if those people launch another sneak attack?" Mingxian asked anxiously.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I've already arranged for Han Biao to temporarily act as the commander of the rear guard. Don't you trust him? Besides, we've strengthened our defenses. Even if those people come again, they won't get away unscathed!"

Ming Xian nodded, sighed deeply, and lay weakly on the bed.

The midnight attack, which resulted in the death of one soldier and the poisoning injury of the guard Ming Xian, caused considerable panic in the army. Most of these soldiers were cowardly and unruly; they might have fought bravely in open combat, but the midnight attack was too sudden and difficult to defend against. Many were already secretly clamoring for a retreat or desertion.

"General, we must think of a way to capture these sneak attackers!" Zeng Yi said.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Yes, make the arrangements. Stabilize morale, and increase the number of sentries. I don't think the enemy will give up so easily; they might launch another sneak attack!"

Because of the sneak attack, the army's progress slowed even further. The vanguard, divided into three teams, rotated back and forth cautiously, advancing step by step. For three consecutive nights, the army remained on high alert after setting up camp, but the attacking enemy seemed to have vanished into thin air, never showing themselves once. Morale gradually calmed, as if the sneak attack had never happened. The familiar sounds of laughter and banter returned to the camp.

These past few days, Ge Xiaoyao had been active at night, using the invisibility technique taught to him by Jiang Ziya to patrol the entire camp. Ling Gui Yin San was naturally not idle either; the two had become another hidden sentry force for the Angry Lion Army.

"Damn! These little thieves are really patient!" For the past few days, Ge Xiaoyao had felt a pair of eyes watching his Angry Lion Army intently from the shadows, like predatory tigers waiting for their chance to strike.

"Hehe, if you won't take the bait, then I, Ge Xiaoyao, will fish for you!" Today, Ge Xiaoyao deliberately withdrew the extra sentries and resumed the previous two-person night watch. Because after another day of walking, they would cross this dense forest and reach the open area on the mountain, at which point it would be much harder for the enemy to launch a sneak attack. Therefore, he was certain that the enemy hidden deep within would attack again tonight.

Night gradually fell, and the jungle was eerily quiet. The massive trees, some thousands of years old, with their intertwined roots and vines, seemed to conceal ferocious beasts or lurking enemies in their shadows.

Ge Xiaoyao heard that unusually clear bird call again. Such birds rarely called at night, making their call sound jarring and noticeable in the quiet jungle. However, it seemed only he was alerted; the sentries seemed oblivious, continuing to wander aimlessly with their longswords and spears.

"Master, they're here!" Yin San's voice rang in Ge Xiaoyao's ears. Ge Xiaoyao nodded, chanted an incantation, and his body vanished into thin air, rapidly moving towards the direction of the birdsong with the gust of wind stirred up by Yin San.

"Holy Maiden… there are only a little over a thousand of them, and they're utterly cowardly. Why should we deal with them?" a low female voice asked.

"Hehe, although they are few in number, they're heading straight for our Wangye and Pinggu Valley. We need to turn them into frightened birds along the way, then my elder brother and the others will be much easier to deal with…" an extremely melodious and alluring voice rang out, "Ying'er, once Tiger and Leopard approach, begin the operation!"

"Yes, Holy Maiden…" the woman replied.

Not far from them, Ge Xiaoyao leaned against a large tree, arms crossed, leisurely watching the two shapely women converse. Especially the woman known as the Saintess, whose tall, voluptuous, and curvaceous body was tightly wrapped in black clothes. Although her face was covered by a black veil, her half-exposed snow-white ears were still alluring, suggesting that she must be an extremely beautiful woman.

However, after hearing what the woman called "Holy Maiden" said, he was shocked. "How did she know we were heading for Wangye and Pinggu? Holy Maiden? What kind of Holy Maiden is she? Could there be a spy in my Angry Lion Army?... No, besides me, only a few guards knew about the main attack on Wangye and Pinggu..." The faces of Han Biao, Jian Li, Ming Xian, Zeng Yi, and Yuwen Guang flashed through his mind. "They definitely can't be spies. Could someone in the court have leaked the information?"

Just then, the woman called "Ying" said urgently, "Why haven't Tiger and Leopard made a move yet? They should have arrived there by now!"

"Yes!" the black-clad Holy Maiden murmured. "Ying, send the signal again!"

"Yes!" Ying inserted two fingers of her left hand into her mouth, and two melodious bird calls rang out again. Because her face was covered with a black cloth, Ge Xiaoyao couldn't see how she was lip-syncing.

After a long while, there was still no sound from the bushes. Yingnu grew anxious. "What happened? Has something happened?"

"No, there are no Taoist masters in this military camp. The tiger and leopard's abilities wouldn't just vanish without a trace!" said the black-clad saintess. "I'll try communicating with the spirit again!"

As she spoke, the black-clad saintess raised her hands, forming a strange hand gesture above her head, and uttered a rapid, indistinct incantation. After a moment, she lowered her arms and muttered to herself, "How could this be? There's not a single reaction?"

"Haha... You two beauties don't need to waste your time anymore. This must be the tiger and leopard you were talking about!" A gust of wind blew by, and with two thuds, two unconscious men fell heavily into the grass.

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"Who?" the two black-clad women asked in terror.

When they finally saw the two burly men on the ground, their faces paled. Yingnu rushed to their sides, crying sadly, "Ahu, Abao!"

The black-clad saintess looked around but saw no one. "Who are you? Come out!"

Ge Xiaoyao remained standing under the tree, grinning. "Little beauty, don't cry, they're not dead! And you, beautiful lady, don't ask who I am. This general spares your life because you're a woman. While I still have some compassion, hurry up and leave! Otherwise… hehe…"

The black-clad saintess called out again, "Where are you?"

Ge Xiaoyao replied, "I'm right in front of you, you can't see me… Listen to me, hurry up and leave. If you alert my sentries, none of you four will escape!"

A single word jolted the dreamer awake. The black-clad saintess remained silent for a moment, then said to the nightingale, "Take them and retreat!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "They're quite heavy, aren't they? Can you carry them? Do you need my help?"

The black-clad saintess snorted, "No need, thank you for your kindness!" As she spoke, she raised her hands high above her head, making a series of extremely complex hand gestures. A cloud of black smoke rose from where the two burly men had been, and when the smoke dissipated, the two men had vanished without a trace.

This time it was Ge Xiaoyao's turn to be surprised. He hadn't expected the black-clad saintess to be able to move objects from a distance. Though inwardly astonished, he showed no mercy, teasing, "A beautiful woman is indeed lovable. Raise your hands, and your chest will be even more beautiful!"

The black-clad saintess was clearly furious at Ge Xiaoyao's teasing. She snorted coldly and, with the nightingale, quickly ran into the forest.

They were clearly familiar with the area; the two moved through the forest like two cunning cats, nimbly darting among the tangled ancient trees and vines, their movements as swift as shooting stars, showing no sign of slowing down. This made things difficult for Ge Xiaoyao, who was following behind. He had to keep a close eye on them to avoid losing them, while also constantly watching his step. Before long, he was panting heavily.

After walking for a while, in a clearing deep in the forest, the two women suddenly stopped. Ge Xiaoyao didn't know what was going on. Confident in his invisibility, he figured they couldn't see him, so he simply walked forward.

"General... you'd better not go any further!" the black-clad saintess suddenly said.

"Damn it! What's going on?" Ge Xiaoyao abruptly stopped, thinking to himself, "This woman must be afraid I'm following her, so she's using this bluff to create a diversion." He made up his mind but remained silent, continuing to walk forward.

"Stop, you lecher... didn't you hear the saintess's words?" Ying Nu said.

"Hehe, go ahead and try to trick me, I'm not falling for it!" Ge Xiaoyao had made up his mind, and instead quickened his pace, swiftly approaching the two women. It seemed that if he took another step forward, he would bump into those two towering...

"Hmph! A mere trick, yet you dare to show off!" the black-clad saintess said, her hands coiling above her head like serpents, forming a lotus flower shape. Suddenly, her entire body emitted a dazzling, ghostly blue light, illuminating her beautiful figure like a celestial being.

"Little thief, are you stunned? Show yourself!" the black-clad saintess whirled around. As Ge Xiaoyao stared in disbelief at the beauty, a deafening thunderclap suddenly rang in his ears...

"Damn! It can't be this ruthless..." Ge Xiaoyao scrambled to his feet, his mind blank. He couldn't understand how his invisibility technique had been so easily broken. And, to make matters worse, it was two women who had defeated him!

"This is a huge embarrassment!" Ge Xiaoyao's attempt to steal a chicken backfired spectacularly. Now, his hair was disheveled, his clothes tattered, and he looked like a beggar who had just been struck by lightning, eliciting giggles from the two women.

Ge Xiaoyao had never been so humiliated in his life. Usually, he was the one playing the women; today, he had been played by them. He was so ashamed he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Tell me! What kind of general are you?" Yingnu asked after the laughter subsided.

"Damn! I'm done for today!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, suddenly remembering that these two women were his enemies who had ambushed him. He was in deep trouble now. His mind raced as he quickly devised a plan, but he mumbled a slurred laugh, "What general… I'm not a general at all! Hehe…"

Ge Xiaoyao's motto: No matter the time or circumstance, survival is always the first priority!

The Nightingale and the Black-Clad Saintess were clearly bewildered by Ge Xiaoyao's chuckle and vague answer. The Black-Clad Saintess asked, "Who exactly are you? Why are you disrupting our operation and following us?"

Ge Xiaoyao flicked his slightly burnt hair and chuckled, "What operation are you on? How would I know? I just thought it was funny to see them acting like tigers and leopards, so I was going to take them back and have them teach me. I didn't expect to run into you, so I'm just doing you a favor by returning them!"

The Black-Clad Saintess snorted coldly, clearly not believing Ge Xiaoyao's words. "Then why were you following us?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "I thought your hand-over-the-head posture was very nice, so I wanted to go back and learn from you. I wasn't following you at all!"

"Nonsense! Stop pretending to be crazy! I think you're asking for a beating!" The Black-Clad Saintess was clearly angry, raising her hands as if to make that serpentine gesture again.

"No...no..." Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "Two beautiful ladies, I really only came here on a whim. Why are you so quick to hit and kill me!"

"Hehe..." Yingnu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

"Ugh..." The black-clad saintess had just raised her hands above her head when she suddenly stopped, as if she had suffered a heart attack. She hurriedly clutched her chest, her brows furrowed, and her body swayed as if she were about to fall, looking like she was in great pain.

"Saintess, what's wrong?" Yingnu helped her up and helped her sit down slowly.

The black-clad saintess slowly pulled off her black veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. However, at this moment, her delicate face was as pale as frost. She lay half-reclined on the ground, panting heavily. Her chest, which was tightly wrapped in black clothes, rose and fell, making one dizzy at the sight!

"You lecherous thief, you pervert...close your dog eyes!" Yingnu cursed.

"Damn it! Fine, I won't look then, I've seen plenty!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, finally shifting his gaze from the surging waves.

"If you dare to be so rude again, I'll kill you!" Ying Nu said angrily, then, seeing the black-clad saintess with her eyes closed and her face pale, she asked anxiously, "Saintess... Saintess... what's wrong with you?"

"Damn it! Who are you trying to scare! Do you think Ge Xiaoyao is easily frightened?" Ge Xiaoyao stood with his arms crossed, completely ignoring Ying Nu.

The black-clad saintess gasped for breath, weakly saying, "I'm alright... Ying'er, get me some water!"

Ying'er hurriedly replied, "Yes..." Just as she was about to get up, she saw Ge Xiaoyao standing idly to the side, straightening his clothes. Looking at the weak and powerless black-clad saintess, her eyes darted around, and she said, "You... go fetch some water!"

"Damn it! If I don't run now, when will I?" Ge Xiaoyao quickly calculated the situation before him. Although he didn't know why the black-clad saintess was in this state, Ying'er must surely know magic. How could he possibly defeat her alone? Just as he was thinking of an excuse to escape, Ying'er's order was exactly what he wanted.

"Oh," he hurriedly agreed, turning to leave, when he heard Ying'er say, "Wait! If you dare to run away, this is what will happen to you!" As she spoke, a sword gleaming with blue crystal light appeared in her hand. She pointed it in the air, and with a crack, a tree trunk as thick as a forearm snapped in the distance.

"If you're afraid I'll run away, why don't you go yourself?" Ge Xiaoyao felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't back down verbally.

"You...you..." Ying Nu was furious, "Stop talking nonsense! If you don't go, I'll kill you!"

Seeing that Ying Nu was really angry, Ge Xiaoyao finally said, "Okay, okay...I'll go, I'll go..." He quickly walked into the forest. When he came over, he saw a dark stream there.

Chapter 46 Saintess (Part 1)

"Yin excess devours the body, haste makes waste..." Ge Xiaoyao used a leaf tube made of leaves to fetch water and returned, just in time to hear the black-clad saintess reading something.

"Damn, what is she saying?...Hmm, whatever, let's listen first!" He walked lightly, carrying the water tube, and hid far away behind a tree, listening carefully.

The black-clad saintess and Ying Nu obviously didn't notice that Ge Xiaoyao had returned. Hiding behind the tree, they were still carefully studying a yellow silk book.

Although the night was dark, the sword in Yingnu's hand emitted a faint blue light, like a glow stick, just enough to make the words on the book visible.

"Holy Maiden, is your injury what this sacred book refers to as 'Yin Excess Devouring the Body, Desire to Conquer Leads to Impatience'?" Ying Nu asked.

The black-clad Holy Maiden nodded and said, "Yes... I was indeed a bit impatient these past few days in order to speed up my training and deal with the Shang army, but I didn't expect the backlash from this Spirit Heart Witchcraft to be so severe!"

"Holy Maiden, don't worry, let me see if there's a way to break this..." Yingnu said, flipping through the silk book, searching carefully. "Alas, it's truly been hard on you, Holy Maiden. You've only been Holy Maiden for a little over a year, and the Shang army has already invaded our Eastern Yi! The Grand Elder is in seclusion, and even your Spiritual Heart Witchcraft has no one to guide you; you can only rely on this sacred book to comprehend it all by yourself..."

The black-clad Holy Maiden said leisurely, "Alas, the former Holy Maiden sacrificed her chastity to become King Zhou's concubine, gathering intelligence for us, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate King Zhou, always at risk of being exposed and dying. Compared to her suffering, what I've done is nothing!"

Hearing this, Ge Xiaoyao was suddenly startled, and the leaf tube in his hand... A tremor ran through him, and he almost spilled the water. "Damn! The Eastern Barbarians really do have spies in the palace, serving as concubines to King Zhou... I wonder which concubine it is?"

Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled when he heard Ying Nu's joyful cry: "I've got it, it's here..."

The black-clad saintess said: "Read it aloud!"

Ying Nu brought her sword closer to the sacred book to make the light brighter, and read it word by word: "Using Yang as a guide, one enters the Yin Palace, three cycles through the body, and Yin's excess naturally subsides..." At this point, she suddenly asked: "Saintess, what does 'using Yang as a guide' mean?"

The black-clad saintess murmured: "Using Yang as a guide..." Then she shook her head and said, "According to the first half of the Spirit Heart Witchcraft I practiced before, the word Yang was never mentioned..."

"Alas! I heard that there is a Taoist method in Shang that takes Yin and Yang as its foundation. Isn't this Yang energy the same as the midday sun?" Ying Nu said.

The black-clad saintess shook her head again: "No, if it's the midday sun, how do you explain the next sentence, 'entering the underworld'?"

Yingnu sighed, troubled: "Alas... the sacred book, the sacred book... why didn't you write it more clearly?"

Ge Xiaoyao was secretly delighted; he already understood the meaning of those four sentences. His supplementary ancestral medical book, *The Secrets of the Bedchamber*, contained too many discussions about Yin and Yang, and he had almost fully grasped these points.

"Damn, this is a good way to escape! I saved her life; she can't repay kindness with enmity!" Thinking this, Ge Xiaoyao emerged from behind the tree and said, "Using Yang as a guide, entering the underworld—what's so difficult about that?!"

"Hmph! Why did it take you so long to get back from fetching water! Don't talk nonsense! This is what the sacred book says; how could a little beggar like you possibly understand it!" Yingnu was already annoyed when she suddenly heard Ge Xiaoyao's arrogant words, and her eyebrows furrowed as she rebuked him.

"Damn! This little girl's tongue is sharp! In the time it took me to fetch some water, she went from a lecherous thief and a pervert to a beggar!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed inwardly, then said loudly, "Without evidence, how dare I speak nonsense! Since the beginning of time, Yin and Yang have been separated. It is said that Qian is Yang, Kun is Yin; Heaven is Yang, Earth is Yin; Day is Yang, Night is Yin; Fire is Yang, Water is Yang; Stone is Yang, Wood is Yin; Beasts are Yang, Birds are Yin; Tigers are Yang, Snakes are Yin; Summer is Yang, Winter is Yin; Man is Yang, Woman is Yin. Yin and Yang complement each other, and when they are in harmony, all things are born..."

Ge Xiaoyao could recite these principles of Yin and Yang effortlessly, without even thinking, as they flowed like a waterfall from the heavens, endlessly. The black-clad saintess was greatly surprised and secretly admired him. "This gentleman is indeed a master. I was very rude just now. Please enlighten me, and if you can save me, I will reward you handsomely!"

“Holy Maiden, why are you being so polite with him?” Ying Nu said. “I never would have guessed that someone as poor as you could be so learned! Very well, then tell me the meaning of ‘using Yang as a guide to enter the Yin Palace.’ If you get it right, I’ll spare your life. If you’re just spouting nonsense, don’t blame me for being merciless with my sword!”

“Alright, alright…” Ge Xiaoyao smiled and handed the water to Ying Nu. Seeing that the black-clad Holy Maiden’s breathing had become much smoother after drinking it, he said, “I’ll try to comprehend it. If there’s anything wrong, please forgive me!”

The black-clad Holy Maiden’s eyes were filled with admiration. She said softly, “Please speak, sir!”

Ying Nu said, “Stop rambling and speak quickly!”

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly at the black-clad Holy Maiden, but glared fiercely at Ying Nu.

The black-clad saintess, her beautiful eyes brimming with affection, smiled in return. The smile was so beautiful it defied description, leaving Ge Xiaoyao completely mesmerized. He forgot what he had just been about to say. A smile that could topple a city, two smiles that could topple a nation…

Just as Ge Xiaoyao was lost in his fantasies, a cold snort pulled him back to reality.

"Damn! This is truly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed inwardly. Seeing the sword light flashing in Ying Nu's hand, he finally came to his senses and coughed, saying, "This is about using Yang as a guide to enter the Yin realm... I think it's like this! We should start with the two words Yin and Yang. What I just said about the mutual support and harmony of Yin and Yang is also based on the environment. That is to say, the places we are in are generally divided into two types: one is the Yang realm, and the other is the Yin realm."

"You see, we are now in the deep forest at night, and you two are both women. Night is Yin, wood is Yin, and women are Yin, so we belong to the Yin realm. Moreover, the Holy Maiden's cultivation method is an extremely Yin method, which is why there is a worry about Yin overpowering the body..." "

What are you rambling on about, you mumble? Just say what you mean!" Ying Nu said impatiently.

"Ying'er, don't talk nonsense!" The black-clad saintess agreed with Ge Xiaoyao's words and interrupted Ying Nu's rambling, saying, "Please speak, sir."

Ge Xiaoyao sighed and continued, "Alright, in the Yin Realm we are in, there are no Yang bodies at all, so using Yang as a guide to enter the Yin Palace is probably difficult!"

"Nonsense! You just said that men are Yang and women are Yin. You are a man, so aren't you a Yang body?" Ying Nu blurted out, then realized it was inappropriate and turned to look at the black-clad saintess.

The Black-Clad Saintess smiled sweetly, "Yes, sir, aren't you a yang body?"

"Damn! It seems they're naive and know nothing of the principles of yin and yang harmony!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but feigned reluctance, "I am indeed a yang body, but if I were used as a catalyst, it would likely defile the Saintess's chastity!"

"You…" Yingnu suddenly stood up, pointing her long sword at Ge Xiaoyao, "You dare!"

A blush appeared on the Black-Clad Saintess's pale face. Although she didn't understand the principles of yin and yang, she clearly heard the word "chastity"! "Ying'er, don't do this!" She thought for a moment, then finally spoke, "Sir, besides this… is there any other… way?" She lowered her pretty face, clearly overcome with shyness. These words, coming from the mouth of the usually pure and virtuous Saintess, were naturally a difficult one for her.

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "I do have another compromise, which will not destroy the saintess's chastity, but I'm afraid the saintess will have to condescend!"

Chapter 47 Saintess (Part 2)

"What good ideas could a lecher like you have!" Yingnu said. "Saintess... I'll carry you back first!"

The black-clad saintess shook her head and said, "The Yin energy is extremely potent, and if there's no way to save me, I'm afraid I won't last until dawn..."

"Ah?... Saintess..." Yingnu was shocked and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The black-clad saintess sighed softly, "Sir, please speak frankly if you possess any extraordinary skills!"

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao was also startled, "Damn! Not even until dawn? Such a beautiful woman will perish before daybreak, wouldn't that be a great pity! Alas, what was originally a joke has now become a dilemma..." He thought it over and over, and finally thought, "Anyway, I'll give it a try!"

Although Ge Xiaoyao thought this in his heart, his face showed a confident look, "Saintess, actually, this method is very simple. It's just that my yang energy comes out from my mouth, you inhale it into your internal organs, and then circulate it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying'er hurriedly said, "You...you are clearly taking advantage of my vulnerability!"

Ge Xiaoyao coldly chuckled, "Anyway, as I understand it, that's what your so-called holy book means. If you object, I won't take advantage of you!"

"You..." Ying'er was speechless for a moment. At this moment, the black-clad saintess said softly, "Ying'er, please excuse yourself for a moment..."

"Saintess!" Ying'er cried out with tears in her eyes.

"Go," the black-clad saintess said, "I don't think he's a wicked person, and besides, this is the only way now..."

Ying'er stood up and glared at Ge Xiaoyao hatefully: "If you dare to cross the line, don't blame me..."

The black-clad saintess interrupted her, "Ying'er, go..."

Ying'er then snorted coldly, bit her lower lip, drew her sword, and walked deeper into the forest.

"Sir, I still don't know your name?" the black-clad saintess asked, her beautiful eyes lowered.

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "I come from a humble background, and my name is rather plain. Please forgive me, Holy Maiden. My surname is Ye, and my nickname is Gou'er..." He already knew there were spies in the palace who would inevitably reveal his name as the highest-ranking official. Of course, he dared not reveal his real name at this moment. However, he couldn't think of a good name for the moment, so he simply made up an extremely stupid one, which would not arouse his suspicion.

The black-clad Holy Maiden, who had been looking melancholy, finally chuckled, "Ye..." She still couldn't bring herself to say it, "How about I just call you Brother Ye..."

"Haha," Ge Xiaoyao laughed, "Holy Maiden, you are too kind. If I can make you laugh, I would be willing to be called Wild Gou'er. To be honest, Wild Gou'er was a joke. My real surname is Lin, and my given name is Chutian!"

The black-clad Holy Maiden smiled sweetly, "I see that you are a dashing and romantic gentleman, not like an ordinary mortal. Why would you use the name Wild Gou'er? You were just trying to amuse me..." As she spoke, two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes.

“Holy Maiden…” Ge Xiaoyao asked, “What’s wrong?”

The black-clad Holy Maiden wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, forcing a captivating smile at Ge Xiaoyao. “Hmm, I’m fine, let’s begin!” She said, closing her beautiful eyes slightly

and half-lying down on the grass. Looking at her delicate face and her half-lying body, Ge Xiaoyao surprisingly felt no longer any impulse. An intuition told him that this woman harbored a deep-seated sorrow.

When Ge Xiaoyao’s lips touched her soft, cherry-like lips, he clearly felt her body tremble slightly. Based on his experience, she probably hadn’t been kissed before.

The black-clad Holy Maiden’s eyes were tightly closed, but a few tears still slid down her cheeks, forming a glistening tear trail.

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao had completely transformed from his former lecherous self into a gentleman. Their lips met, but their bodies didn’t touch. However, Ge Xiaoyao could clearly feel the tremor in her heart, because her heaving chest betrayed her.

A surge of masculine heat exhaled from Ge Xiaoyao's mouth, swirling around in the black-clad saintess's mouth as she inhaled deeply. A cool, fragrant breath escaped from her lips, reaching directly into Ge Xiaoyao's body.

"Damn! Such strong Yin energy... No wonder her Spirit Heart Witchcraft is so powerful!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

At that moment, the black-clad saintess let out a soft moan, her body trembling rapidly. One hand involuntarily gripped Ge Xiaoyao's shoulder tightly, their bodies pressed together, embracing each other tightly.

After a period of rapid trembling, the black-clad saintess regained her composure, but her arms remained tightly clasped around Ge Xiaoyao, her soft, delicate body pressed against his chest.

Ge Xiaoyao clearly felt the pressure from the two mounds on his chest, a wave of dizziness washing over him. His lower body also began to stir without his noticing. He snapped back to reality, "Damn it! Ge Xiaoyao, you can't do this! Seducing a beautiful woman with

your own abilities is called being charming, but taking advantage of someone in distress is being a lecher!" Barely suppressing his lust, he realized his lips were being tightly sucked by her, her smooth, fragrant tongue teasing and stimulating his sensitive nerves, as if craving something.

"Yang energy…yes! She needs yang energy!" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed, quickly channeling his inner energy into his mouth and sending it to the black-clad saintess…

The night grew cooler, and glistening dewdrops dampened their clothes. When the black-clad saintess released Ge Xiaoyao, two clear tears remained at the corners of her eyes, cool and translucent like dewdrops on grass.

"Is it done?" Ge Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, but as he tried to get up, everything suddenly went black, and the world spun around him.

"Chu Tian! What's wrong?" The black-clad saintess hurriedly helped him up, asking anxiously.

"Nothing! Just a little dizzy! Maybe I overdid it!" Ge Xiaoyao struggled to get up, but had a strange feeling. He suddenly remembered the fake name he had made up earlier: "Hmm? What did you call me just now?"

The black-clad saintess lowered her face, clearly embarrassed by her unexpected change in address.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly, stood up wearily, and shook his head heavily to dispel the dizziness. Suddenly, he saw a flash of blue light, and a long sword gleaming with a blue light was already pointed at his throat.

Ge Xiaoyao looked up and saw the black-clad saintess's cold and beautiful face. "You... what are you doing?" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled.

The black-clad saintess sneered, "The Holy Sect's ancestral rules state that those who blaspheme the saintess will be killed without mercy!"

"Alright! Stop joking..." Ge Xiaoyao smiled wearily, "I'm very tired, I need to rest now!"

"Who's joking with you!" Ying Nu had appeared in front of the black-clad saintess at some point. "Holy Maiden, I'm here! I've wanted to kill this lecherous scoundrel for ages!"

"What lecherous scoundrel? I didn't do anything... I'm so wronged..." Ge Xiaoyao cried out.

"Hmph, you just now, you clearly took advantage of me!" the black-clad Holy Maiden said coldly.

"What? Holy Maiden... this lecherous scoundrel..." Ying Nu exclaimed in shock, her hand flashing as a blue-glowing longsword materialized. "I'll kill you!" she said, thrusting it at Ge Xiaoyao.

"Damn it! You were the one who hugged me!" Ge Xiaoyao dodged the thrusting sword. "I saved you, and you repay kindness with enmity!"

"Hmph! Anyway, you defiled the Holy Maiden, so you deserve to die!" Ying Nu said hatefully, swinging her longsword to thrust again.

Ge Xiaoyao retreated two zhang, shouting, "How can you turn your backs on me like this...!"

"Hahaha..." The black-clad saintess laughed wildly, "You're such an idiot, a love-struck fool! Did you think I was truly in love with you just because I called you Chu Tian? Hahaha..."

"Saintess, don't waste your breath on him..." Ying Nu said, "Just kill him!"

"Damn it! You two vicious women!" Ge Xiaoyao said hatefully, but before he finished speaking, he heard the black-clad saintess's delicate voice: "What are you still cursing for? Run away!"

"You lecherous thief, how dare you insult this saintess..." the black-clad saintess said angrily, slowly raising her hands above her head, about to make that extremely complicated gesture.

"Damn it! So it was just an act..." Ge Xiaoyao saw the hint in the black-clad saintess's eyes and immediately understood. He secretly recited the true incantation of the invisibility and wall-penetrating technique, and shouted, "I'll fight you to the death!"

He turned around and fled in the direction he came from!

Chapter 48 Saintess (Part 2)

Having received a tacit hint from the black-clad saintess, and under her feigned attack, Shi Yetian turned and ran. "Damn it all, why am I running into this weird situation today! We were enemies, I saved my enemy, and now I'm being chased by my enemy, and in the end, it's the enemy who helps me escape..." The more he thought about it, the dizzier he became, his mind a jumbled mess, but his feet didn't slow down. Jiang Ziya's wall-penetrating technique played a crucial role here; when he encountered flowers, grass, trees, or shrubs, he didn't need to dodge at all, he just darted through them. "Damn! It proves that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, haha... Little brat, come and chase me!" After a few turns, Shi Yetian had left the sword-wielding Ying Nu completely out of sight, and he couldn't help but feel smug.

"Damn! I'm exhausted..." Shi Yetian stopped, panting heavily. "Damn! If I had just been channeling yang energy into that black-clad saintess, I wouldn't be tired so quickly. Hehe... But, giving someone a passionate kiss leaves a lingering fragrance, haha... The feeling of kissing a beautiful woman is truly wonderful!" Shi Yetian indulged in his fantasies, looking around and realizing that after his disorienting run, he had somehow arrived at the edge of a rather wide mountain path.

The sky was still dark, but by the faint glow of dawn in the east and the afterglow of the starry sky, Shi Yetian realized that this mountain path must have been traversed by a large army, having been widened by more than ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), enough for fifty or sixty people to walk side by side and more than twenty horses to gallop side by side. "Damn it! Where am I?"

He was lost...

"Left or right, that is the question?" Shi Yetian stood by the roadside, unsure whether to go left or right. His head was spinning, and he still couldn't figure out which way led to his camp. He simply plopped down and muttered to himself, "That damned bird, she made me end up in this desolate wilderness. Even in broad daylight, there probably wouldn't be a soul here!"

"Haha...you're right, this is indeed a place rarely visited by humans!" Before he knew it, Yingnu was standing behind him. Shi Yetian suddenly shuddered; a hard object was already embedded in his back. "You brat, run! I don't believe you can beat my Illusionary Void Step!"

Shi Yetian chuckled. "Miss Ying'er... it's not that I don't want to run, it's that I don't want to run anymore. Look back now, isn't there an army behind you? Haha... I'm just luring you into this trap!" Ying'er was

half-believing, half-doubting, but she knew Shi Yetian was cunning and dared not disbelieve him. She suddenly turned around, only to find her sword tip empty. Shi Yetian took off running.

After running a couple of steps, Shi Yetian didn't hear Ying'er's footsteps or shouts, but unexpectedly heard the sounds of fighting. He quickened his pace while secretly looking back, and what he saw startled him greatly!

"Ah, good heavens... thank goodness!" To his utter disbelief, there were indeed three burly men standing behind Ying'er, engaged in a fierce battle with Ying'er, who was wielding a sword.

Of the three, one was clad in light iron armor and wielded a cold stone iron sword, clearly a general-level figure, while the other two were his guards.

Seeing them locked in a fierce battle, Shi Yetian abandoned his escape plans and returned to observe.

"Lin Chutian! You little thief, you're truly despicable!" Ying Nu, fighting three against one, was clearly at a disadvantage. Although her magically conjured sword was sharp, it couldn't withstand the fierce attacks of the armored general's iron sword.

"Hmm, you vixen, you've repeatedly harmed my Great Shang's eastern expeditionary army! Today, I, Ying Guang, will surely slay you with my sword!" The armored general quickened his swordplay, and a layer of murderous sword light instantly enveloped Ying Nu.

"Whoosh..." Her spirit sword was knocked away, followed by a "sizzle" as the cold tip of the iron sword grazed her flesh. The woman dodged swiftly, and although she wasn't injured, her tight black clothes were mercilessly ripped in two, revealing her two lithe breasts and snow-white, exquisite body in full detail to the four men.

The armored general was clearly stunned by the breathtaking, dazzling sight of the woman's body, momentarily frozen in place, forgetting his next attack.

"You..." The woman's snow-white face flushed crimson, her hands instinctively grabbing at her torn clothes, but how could those two delicate hands possibly conceal the desperately exposed beauty? "Vulgar... Humph!" she cursed, glaring fiercely at the armored general, before retreating abruptly and disappearing into the dense forest at lightning speed.

After Yingnu had been gone for quite some time, the four men finally recovered from their initial shock. Shi Yetian quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Thank you for saving me, General!"

The red-faced, armored general then looked Shi Yetian up and down, his clothes tattered, and coldly said, "No need for thanks. What is this brother doing on the mountain road in the middle of the night? Are you in a hurry to get somewhere?" His words implied that he didn't consider Shi Yetian a good person either.

Shi Yetian, a seasoned veteran of the martial world, was adept at reading people. Understanding the general's meaning, he chuckled and vaguely replied, "Yes..."

"Hmm! Not bad, not bad..." The armored general nodded slightly, then suddenly ordered the two burly men who appeared to be guards, "Go, seize him!"

Before Shi Yetian could react, the two men pounced on him. He only saw two dark shadows flash before his eyes, and he was thrown heavily to the ground. To make matters worse, the ground beneath his feet wasn't flat, but a rocky mountain path. A sharp pain shot through him; he had clearly hit a rock.

"You... what are you doing!" Shi Yetian shouted, struggling to get up, only to find himself firmly pinned down by the two men. In the blink of an eye, he was bound tightly like a human dumpling.

"Hmph..." The armored general slowly walked up to Shi Yetian, carefully examined him, and snorted coldly, "What are you doing? You'll find out soon enough!" He then ordered the two burly men, "Carry him on your back and take him back!"

"Yes!" the two burly men roared, one of them grabbing Shi Yetian with both hands and effortlessly hoisting him onto his shoulder.

"Damn it! Aren't you from the Great Shang Army? How can you just arrest people like this..." Although Shi Yetian struggled but couldn't move, he still twisted and turned on the burly man, trying to break free of his restraints.

"Haha..." the red-faced armored general said, "Arrest people like this? I, Ying Guang, the Eastern Expeditionary Guard, have never arrested the wrong person since entering the Eastern Barbarians!" "

Ah! General Ying, so you're also from the Eastern Expeditionary Guard. We've really messed up a situation, like family members not recognizing each other!" Shi Yetian quickly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile. Knowing that this armored general held the same rank as him, he stopped struggling and let the burly man carry him, secretly chuckling to himself, "We're both Eastern Expeditionary Guards, how come the difference is so vast?"

"Haha...yes, it's like the flood washed away the Dragon King's temple, that's why I'm arresting you! You'd better save your strength now, you'll be in for a world of hurt later!" Ying Guang laughed and stepped forward.

The three walked along the wide mountain path for less than half a mile, then rounded a bend in the mountain valley, and Shi Yetian saw a large army escorting provisions. Scouts had already spotted them from afar and immediately called for their soldiers to come and greet them.

"General Ying, you've caught another one today!" a soldier said with a beaming smile.

Ying Guang strode forward, quick as a shooting star, and replied, "Yes, take him back, loosen his muscles first, then interrogate him thoroughly about the situation ahead!"

"Yes!" the soldier replied loudly, directing the other soldiers to take Shi Yetian from the shoulders of the two guards.

"This guy is so heavy! He ran all the way back from Dongyi, I don't know what he ate to get so fat!" A guard said angrily, rubbing his sore shoulders.

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