The Amorous Healer [Complete] - 8

Chapter 99 The Traitor Deserves to Die (Part 2)

In just three months, Ge Xiaoyao encountered two groups of assassins, but he successfully dealt with both.

Although it was almost deep summer, the midday sun was still scorching. With nothing to do, Ge Xiaoyao suddenly thought of Consort De's island in the middle of the lake. "I wonder what she's doing right now?" Thinking of the passion beneath Consort De's icy demeanor, Ge Xiaoyao's heart pounded. He decided to

remain hidden. In his imagination, when he saw Consort De, she should be sleeping peacefully, a light veil covering her body, half of her beautiful face lost in reverie...

Ge Xiaoyao did not take a boat, but swam across. He was an excellent swimmer, and the waters here were calm, so he arrived at the island with ease, like a white fish. In fact, these days, he had nothing to do but focus on cultivating the immortal Dao technique, and he had already made some progress. His immortal root had deepened, and he could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased significantly.

There is a saying: Immortal roots are like trees. It's important to understand that when this immortal root first enters the body, it's merely a seed within the dantian. It needs to be nurtured with one's own bloodline and the profound mysteries of cultivation to take root, sprout, and gradually grow, spreading throughout the body's meridians to form a large tree. Of course, this is only the ordinary path of cultivation; higher levels of cultivation involve a different metaphor. We won't elaborate further here.

If Ge Xiaoyao hadn't diligently cultivated his techniques, swimming across this vast expanse of water to reach the island in the center of the lake would indeed have been difficult. At this moment, he lay submerged in the water, gazing towards the pavilion on the island.

The pavilion was utterly silent, not a sound could be heard, but pink gauze fluttered outside the railing. "Haha, Consort De must be taking a nap!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself with secret delight. He quietly approached the shore, gently climbing onto a rock, from where he could see the scene inside the pavilion.

Ge Xiaoyao wasn't a womanizer, but he couldn't resist lustful thoughts. Of course, this time he was utterly bored, making an exception to peek at a beautiful woman. His intention was, of course, to come with high spirits and leave satisfied. A pink veil fluttered, revealing a section of snow-white calves. Her jade-like feet trembled slightly, occasionally brushing against each other, stirring a heart-stirring feeling.

The beauty slept soundly, meant to be admired from afar, not to be touched. Ge Xiaoyao gazed at her slender, jade-like body lying prone, her slightly elegant hair cascading down her back. Her cherry lips moved slightly as she opened and closed her mouth, her beautiful eyelashes teasingly curling upwards even though her eyes were closed. "Ah… I truly don't know what King Zhou was thinking! If one could possess such a beauty, one should be content, yet he desired to gather all the beauties of the world into one palace. Now he leaves her alone in a solitary bed, sleeping in loneliness. Isn't that somewhat cruel?" Ge Xiaoyao shook his head inwardly. Ge Xiaoyao

stood there for a long time, his visual feast subsided, his restlessness somewhat calmed, and since Consort De remained fast asleep, he was ready to return home.

But just as he was about to leap into the water, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flash by out of the corner of his eye. "Damn, at this time, besides me, who else would dare to come here with such audacity!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, startled. He immediately ran towards the dark figure.

The figure was clearly skilled in martial arts, moving swiftly and lightly, reaching the island in an instant and silently disappearing towards the pavilion. To Ge Xiaoyao's even greater surprise, the figure was holding a gleaming short blade.

"Damn! An assassin..." Ge Xiaoyao gasped, not caring to think further, and quickened his pace to give chase.

Clearly, this assassin knew nothing of immortal arts or supernatural techniques besides martial arts; otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to detect Ge Xiaoyao's presence.

As Ge Xiaoyao ran, he secretly compared himself to the man, trying to figure out what techniques to use against him.

However, the man's speed still surprised Ge Xiaoyao. With just a few swaying movements, the man had already leaped into the pavilion.

Ge Xiaoyao had expected the assassin to be like other assassins, first waking the target, then toying with them before delivering a fatal blow. However, to his surprise, the black-clad assassin barely paused; with a flick of his wrist, a flash of cold light, and the blade shot towards the sleeping Consort De.

At this moment, Ge Xiaoyao was still more than ten meters away from the pavilion. Even if he could fly, he couldn't possibly outrun the rapidly descending blade. A bloody tragedy was about to unfold, and the once vibrant beauty Consort De was about to be reduced to a lifeless spirit.

"Damn it!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed under his breath. Without time to think further, he silently recited the immobilization technique taught to him by Jiang Ziya.

The black-clad assassin swayed, then froze in place, the blade only a finger's width from Consort De's delicate body. Consort De, however, seemed unaware of her perilous situation, still fast asleep.

"Damn! That was close..." Ge Xiaoyao wiped the sweat from his brow, stepped forward, gently took the sharp blade from the man's hand, tossed it far into the water, then laboriously hoisted him up and quietly retreated.

Ge Xiaoyao wouldn't be foolish enough to wake Consort De; otherwise, not only would the assassin's life be in danger, but Consort De might not even be able to wash away this disgrace. King Zhou was extremely suspicious; if a man invaded Consort De's palace, wouldn't that be putting a green hat on him?!

"Xiao San, where are you?" Ge Xiaoyao used his telepathic communication technique.

Not long after, he heard the voice of the spirit ghost Yin San in his ear, "Boss, I'm on that Penglai Immortal Island. That fat guy Yi Liang really got all those immortal herbs! Should we make a move?"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled to himself and said, "Okay, don't make a move yet. Come back first and help me carry a big thing back!"

"Oh, at the Paradise Pavilion?" Yin San asked.

Ge Xiaoyao said, "No, it's on the left bank of the island in the lake in the Defei Palace!"

A moment later, Ge Xiaoyao heard Yin San's lewd laughter, "Boss, you're really lucky with women!"

"Damn it! Why so much talk?!" Ge Xiaoyao said, "Come on!"

"Yes! Boss..." Yin San laughed.

A moment later, a gust of wind swept across the lake, creating countless waves that rushed towards the island, but stopped in front of the assassin who was now lying stiffly on the ground.

"No way! Boss..." Yin San said, "You want me to move this?"

...

The mountains were as green as ink, the eyebrows were lightly drawn, the water was as smooth as silk, and the willows swayed gently.

Who knew that beyond the Penglai Immortal Island lay a vast expanse of emerald lake, where light boats swayed gently, beautiful women sang softly, and laughter filled the air, making them lose all sense of where they were…

Ge Xiaoyao stood at the bow of the boat, gazing at the azure waters, the verdant island, the fragrant aroma carried on the breeze, and the alluring figures of fairies among the trees. He sighed inwardly, “Damn! Yi Liang is truly skilled; he built such a beautiful scene in just three months!” Thinking of this, he suddenly chuckled to himself, “Luckily, I was well-prepared; otherwise, I might not have been able to persuade King Zhou to kill this villain!”

With the wind at their backs, King Zhou, Yi Liang, Ge Xiaoyao, and the others successfully landed on the Penglai Immortal Island. Upon seeing this wondrous sight, King Zhou couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Yi Qing is truly a capable person of my Shang Dynasty! In just a hundred days, you have created such a magnificent scene! I,

the King, will certainly reward you handsomely!" Yi Liang was also very pleased with himself, and laughed, "Your Majesty flatters me. Actually, this is only the view outside the gate. To see the wonders beyond, one must venture further in; there are even more amazing sights to behold!"

King Zhou laughed loudly and took the lead. Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly but remained silent, following along.

However, the further they went, the darker King Zhou's face became, and Yi Liang's complexion grew increasingly grim, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripping from his forehead.

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly but pretended to be nonchalant, only occasionally letting out a surprised "Eh!"

Although he encountered several beautiful women along the way who offered him wine and fruit, King Zhou's gloom remained unchanged. When they reached an open area, King Zhou finally stopped and asked in a low voice, "Yi Liang, do you know what the punishment is for deceiving the king?!"

Yi Liang's legs trembled as he knelt on the ground: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is not that I, your humble servant, have deceived you, but rather... rather..."

"But what?..." King Zhou's eyes widened and he shouted sternly.

"But..." Yi Liang said tremblingly, "For some reason, all the immortal herbs I planted were uprooted overnight!"

"Hehe..." Before King Zhou could speak, Ge Xiaoyao laughed, "Who has such great ability to uproot all the immortal herbs that Lord Yi painstakingly planted over three months in one night!"

King Zhou snorted coldly, "Nonsense! I have treated you well!" He turned away angrily, saying, "Speak, what is your crime?"

Beads of sweat fell like rain on Yi Liang's forehead. He lowered his head and was about to speak when a guard reported, "Consort Shu has come to the island to see Your Majesty!"

King Zhou nodded and said, "Let her in!" But he sighed to Yi Liang, "Alas, you have truly disappointed me!"

Not long after, Consort Shu, Yan Qiang, ran in with a panicked expression, carrying a bundle in her hand. Her slender waist swayed gently in the wind, making one worry that she might be blown away at any moment. "Your Majesty..." she knelt down at King Zhou's feet.

"What happened, my beauty..." King Zhou asked.

Yan Qiang lowered her head and said, "Today, while cleaning the inner chambers, I accidentally bumped into a wall and discovered a hidden room in the East Palace!"

"A hidden room?" King Zhou frowned.

Ge Xiaoyao noticed that Yi Liang's lips trembled slightly.

"Yes!" Yan Qiang said slowly, "I found this garment in the secret room. I know it belongs to a court official, but I don't know which official it is. I dare not keep it, so I came to report to Your Majesty!"

"Well said!" Ge Xiaoyao stood aside, secretly amused.

The bundle was unpacked, and King Zhou looked at the official robe. His face turned cold, and he slowly turned to Yi Liang, throwing the robe heavily in front of him. He said, "Yi Liang, what explanation do you have for this!"

Yi Liang said, "I truly know nothing about this matter. This sinful subject deserves to die, this sinful subject deserves to die..." He kept kowtowing.

King Zhou snorted coldly and ignored him. Just then, another guard reported, "Consort Shang Xian of Zhaixing Tower is requesting an audience with twelve beauties!"

King Zhou said impatiently, "What happened now? Go and ask them!"

The guard replied, "We already asked, but they only dare to speak when they see Your Majesty!"

King Zhou was taken aback and said, "Bring them in!"

The thirteen beauties, each with tears streaming down their faces, knelt before King Zhou, their weeping more heartbreaking than the last.

King Zhou asked urgently, "My beauties, what's wrong?"

The leader, Xiao Xian, said, "Your Majesty, my sisters and I entered the palace without any intention. It was Yi Liang who forced us, threatening our parents' lives, and even taught us a technique to harm Your Majesty. We were unaware of this until the palace physicians examined us, and then we came to plead guilty!"

"A technique to harm me?" King Zhou asked, puzzled, then looked at Ge Xiaoyao. He said to Ge Xiaoyao, "Lord Anle, please examine this."

Ge Xiaoyao then said to Xiaoxian, "Show me the technique!"

Upon seeing it, Ge Xiaoyao feigned great alarm and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, this technique is clearly intended to harm people. Pressing the Tianmen acupoint will cause death within three months. Although there may be no immediate harm, in the long run, the person whose acupoint is pressed will suffer severe damage to their vital energy and die!" King

Zhou was also shocked and glared angrily at Yiliang.

Yiliang, his conspiracy exposed, was speechless for a moment. Suddenly, trembling, he took out a whistle and blew it sharply.

Ge Xiaoyao was prepared and immediately shouted, "Protect the King..." In

the blink of an eye, a sharp arrow with a cold purple light shot towards King Zhou, and even the surrounding guards did not have time to react.

King Zhou's face turned deathly pale, and Yanqiang and the other women closed their eyes in fright.

With a clang, the arrow was deflected, and a burly man in black leaped in front of King Zhou, brandishing his sword to protect him.

King Zhou, seeing the danger had passed, roared, "Yi Liang, how dare you attempt to assassinate me?!"

Yi Liang laughed loudly, ignoring King Zhou, and said to the man in black, "Slaying the Dragon…you've betrayed me?!"

The man in black replied, "How could I be deceived by you? You sent me to assassinate Consort De, and I failed; yet you sent men to kill me to silence me!"

"What?" King Zhou exclaimed in shock, "Yi Liang, you actually sent someone to assassinate Consort De?!"

Yi Liang laughed and said hatefully, "So what if I did? How did Yan Yun treat you, yet you..." He pointed at Yan Qiang, "Because of a discarded concubine, you beat her to death with sticks. I want you dead, I want you to die without a burial place!"

King Zhou was shocked and angry, his face turned pale, and he shouted, "Where are the guards? Why don't you hack this traitor to pieces!"

The guards had just failed to protect King Zhou and were already afraid of being punished. Now that King Zhou had given the order, none of them were willing to back down. They immediately rushed forward. Yi Liang was not flustered. He took three steps back and had a paper talisman in his hand. He crushed it and it ignited. A wisp of smoke flew out of his hand and went straight into the air.

The guards, bewildered, stopped in their tracks. A moment later, Yi Liang suddenly cried out in alarm, "Why...why...flying yaksha!"

King Zhou ignored his ramblings, waving his hand and glaring, shouting, "What are you waiting for!"

The guards roared and charged forward, their blades flashing. Before Yi Liang could struggle, he was reduced to a pile of minced meat.

Seeing Yi Liang dead, King Zhou lost all interest in the scenery and said unhappily, "Lord An Ding, stay here and clean up the mess. I, the King, will return to the palace!"

Yan Qiang, Xiao Xian, and the other guards escorted King Zhou onto the ship. Ge Xiaoyao watched the departing ship, then smiled mysteriously and said, "Little San'er, protect all those flowers and plants. We'll be planting them again in a few days!"

Chapter 100: A Frenzy of Erotic Dance (Part 1)

Chaoge City, the Imperial Palace, the Heavenly Palace, Penglai Island.

The island was now ablaze with exotic flowers and lush with rare herbs, far more beautiful than the desolate place when King Zhou had executed Yi Liang. Ge Xiaoyao, having rendered meritorious service in protecting the king and eliminating the traitor, was richly rewarded by King Zhou. Not only did he receive tens of thousands of taels of gold, but he also spent countless sums collecting rare flowers and herbs from various places, making him a fortune as well. Heh heh, since he was getting his things back and spending a fortune, he was naturally happy. Of course, what pleased Ge Xiaoyao most was eliminating Yi Liang, his hidden rival, and from then on, becoming King Zhou's most favored advisor.

As for the reward money, Ge Xiaoyao had no intention of keeping it; he transported it all to Ma's Village and entrusted it to Jiang Ziya for safekeeping. In fact, Jiang Ziya also played a crucial role in eliminating Yi Liang. With just an apricot-yellow banner, he blocked the path to Chaoge with the Flying Yaksha of Jade Heaven Cave and the Black Lion General of Jade Screen Mountain, capturing them in one fell swoop. Without any outside support, Yi Liang was brutally dismembered by King Zhou's guards.

Ge Xiaoyao, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, gazed at the ten women. Each possessed a different appearance, yet all were stunning beauties, their figures varying in size, yet all captivating. Each struck a seductive pose, displaying a hundred alluring charms.

"Heh heh, people say the Eastern Barbarians produce beauties, and indeed their looks are extraordinary!" King Zhou laughed heartily, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at the beautiful women. For him, it wasn't just the sight of these ten stunning beauties that excited him, but also the prospect of the Eastern Barbarians bowing down in submission.

Shen Gongbao chuckled and said, "This time, Your Majesty dispatched Grand Tutor Wen to personally lead the campaign against the barbarians. The Yi people were terrified and routed, offering several women and numerous treasures as a token of their loyalty. It is Your Majesty's boundless grace and magnanimity that spared their lives; otherwise, they would already be destroyed."

King Zhou laughed heartily and said, "I heard from Grand Tutor Wen that Immortal Master Shen possesses great magical power, having uprooted the witchcraft sect, captured over ten witches, and created soldiers from trees, causing the Yi army to tremble in fear. He has rendered great service to my Shang Kingdom, and I, the King, cannot treat you unfairly!"

Grand Tutor Wen returned to the capital, and the Yi people immediately sent envoys, bringing a large number of beautiful women and jewels, submitting to the Shang. At the same time, the Shang army also brought back Shen Gongbao, a meritorious minister who had assisted Shang in its conquest of the Yi, who claimed to be an immortal master from overseas.

"Damn! So Zi Lingyan was using a trick to induce surrender!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but seized the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, Immortal Master Shen's magic is powerful; he can communicate with ghosts and gods, and summon wind and rain. Why not appoint him as the Imperial Preceptor to show Your Majesty's respect for immortals and the Dao?"

King Zhou nodded and chuckled, "Good, good... Marquis Anle is absolutely right. I hereby appoint Immortal Master Shen Gongbao as the Imperial Preceptor, in charge of matters concerning the immortals and the state, and to bless our Great Shang with ten thousand years of prosperity!"

Ge Xiaoyao winked at Shen Gongbao, who understood and immediately bowed, saying, "Thank you for the honor, Your Majesty. Shen Gongbao will do his utmost for Your Majesty and for our Great Shang."

King Zhou nodded and smiled, then said to Shen Gongbao, "Imperial Preceptor, you may rise. If you need anything in the future, you may speak directly to me or inform Marquis Anle."

Shen Gongbao thanked him again.

King Zhou then turned to Ge Xiaoyao and said, "Lord Anle, where do you think we should place these ten beauties?"

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty sent Xiaoxian and the others back to their hometowns the other day, and the Star-Picking Tower is currently short of servants. These ten women are all of unparalleled beauty. Why not select three beauties to fill the Star-Picking Tower, and leave the other seven on this Penglai Immortal Island, in the name of the Seven Fairy Maidens descending to earth?"

King Zhou laughed heartily upon hearing this, clapping his hands and saying, "Excellent! This arrangement suits my taste perfectly. I will agree with Lord Anle." "That's all," said Ge Xiaoyao. "However, the seven fairies still need to be personally trained by Marquis Anle!"

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "[That's natural, but I've heard that the women of the Eastern Yi are skilled

in the Beili Dance. Why not have the musician Shi Juan compose the music? In the future, Your Majesty can lead all the ministers to Penglai to enjoy the fairies' dance together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?]" King Zhou said, "That's excellent. Order the musician Shi Juan to compose the music for the Beili Dance. Ten days later, I will host a banquet for all the ministers here to appreciate the heavenly beauty."

You should know what the Beili Dance means. It is actually a kind of erotic dance of the Eastern Yi, similar to striptease today, but the performance is much more lewd. Last year, when Ge Xiaoyao conquered Pinggu during his eastern expedition, he saw the concubine of the Pinggu city lord perform it. Although the concubine was beautiful, she was not as beautiful as these ten beauties. However, she was still enough to make people's noses bleed. Some generals couldn't help themselves on the spot and each grabbed a captive woman to engage in lewd acts.

Whenever he thought of that time, Ge Xiaoyao felt a surge of desire. After all, every man has desires!

"Damn! Who knows what King Zhou will do then!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He then said, "Now that Consort Shu is so intelligent and wise, in my humble opinion, why not have her lead dancer as the fairy Chang'e in the moonlight?"

King Zhou clapped his hands and laughed, exclaiming "Wonderful!" several times. He seemed to be itching to go, so he hurriedly gave a few more instructions, personally selected three beauties, and went to the Star-Picking Tower to have some fun, leaving Shen Gongbao and Ge Xiaoyao on Penglai Island.

Ge Xiaoyao dismissed the beauties and found a secluded spot to sit with Shen Gongbao before asking, "How is Senior Sister Lingyan?"

Shen Gongbao smiled and replied, "Very well! Boy, we have a prior agreement: you help me enter the court, and I'll help you in your endeavors!"

Ge Xiaoyao also smiled and said, "Of course, of course. Now that we're serving as officials in the same court, we should naturally be closer and look after each other. But I wonder, was the Yi Clan Holy Sect really destroyed by Grand Tutor Wen?"

Shen Gongbao chuckled and said, "Hehe, that was just a smokescreen. We merely used a few women as scapegoats. With Lingyan and me in the real Holy Sect, how could it be destroyed? Not even Grand Tutor Wen, let alone his master, could destroy us. Let me tell you something: we've already contacted the Jie Sect. I think it won't be long before we join them, and then the true battle of the immortals will begin!"

"Oh!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, then thought of Shen Gongbao's words and his heart skipped a beat. "Could it really be like the one in the Investiture of the Gods?"

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's heavy mind, Shen Gongbao added, "Kid, don't worry, I'll help you rescue your confidante. I didn't expect you to be such a loyal and righteous person; that suits me quite well. Anyway, as long as she doesn't become a concubine!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly, "Damn! Suit you well? You're a demon, and you're talking to me about loyalty and righteousness? My girlfriend is counting on you to rescue her; once she's rescued, I'll probably be out of the picture."

"Hehe, thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Shen. We should get closer in the future!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled. "The most important thing right now is to train those beauties to dance the Northern Courtyard Erotic Dance well!"

Shen Gongbao said, "Yes, brother is right! But I'm not interested in that erotic dance, and I don't know how to teach it. I'll leave that to you, brother!"

Ge Xiaoyao laughed heartily, "Of course, of course!" His eyes darted around, and he remembered the matter of rescuing Chu Yu. These past few days, he had been thinking about how to save her from becoming a concubine in the palace. Because Jiang Ziya suggested that King Zhou must not die now, and in Ge Xiaoyao's opinion, if King Zhou became impotent, his own life would be in danger first. Moreover, King Zhou wasn't so easily impotent. So Ge Xiaoyao racked his brains and finally came up with a plan: to use a substitution to find a substitute for Daji. The first choice for this substitute was naturally Yan Qiang. Although he didn't want to do this, it was the only way. If she finishes what Daji was supposed to do ahead of time, even if Chuyu enters the palace as a concubine, she probably won't have anything to do, and naturally she won't be infamous as a wicked concubine for all time.

Thinking of this, Ge Xiaoyao said, "Senior Brother Shen, I have another request!"

Shen Gongbao readily replied, "What is it, brother? As long as it's within my power, I will not refuse!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Actually, it's nothing much. I just want to build a tall building in Chaoge called Deer Terrace! It will be piled high with jewels and treasures, and filled with beautiful women. It should be at least three times taller than the current Star-Picking Tower!"

Shen Gongbao thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Ge, what do you want to build this tall building for?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "I have my own purpose. Please help me, Senior Brother!"

Shen Gongbao tentatively asked, "Could it be that you want to use me to make this request to King Zhou?"

"Damn! This Shen Gongbao is quite clever. He's definitely much smarter than my Brother Jiang!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself and smiled, "That's exactly what I'm thinking!"

Shen Gongbao pondered for a moment and said, "To build such a tall building, we need to think of an excuse. Hmm... how about using the excuse that it's a high place where we can draw in immortal energy?"

"Heh heh, as expected of a damn demon! They can even come up with such an excuse!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, reciting, "The Deer Terrace is a thousand feet high, one can pluck the stars with their hand, but dare not speak loudly, lest they startle the celestial beings! Haha, wonderful, wonderful!"

Shen Gongbao also laughed, "Brother Ge is indeed a young talent, full of poetic inspiration, speaking fluently!"

Ge Xiaoyao laughed even louder, but in his heart he thought, "Damn! Going back to ancient times is so damn good! If I were in the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't I be able to become a poet like Li Bai and make a living?"

Shen Gongbao frowned and said, "Brother Ge, to be honest, I was just appointed..." " As the Imperial Advisor, you've built such a massive building, wasting resources and manpower, without achieving any merit. Do you think King Zhou will trust me?"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, secretly thinking that what he said made sense. He then laughed and said, "Brother Shen, you're mistaken. If we're talking about merit, Brother Shen only needs to use a little magic to create a miracle, and King Zhou will be completely convinced. Building a Deer Terrace is nothing, let alone building another imperial city! Besides, I'll find someone to speak on your behalf, so you can rest assured to bring it up! If it doesn't work, we can postpone it for three to five days!"

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's words, Shen Gongbao couldn't refuse any longer and had no choice but to agree.

That night, Ge Xiaoyao went to find Yan Qiang.

King Zhou, having just obtained the Eastern Barbarian beauty, was naturally enjoying himself at the Star-Picking Tower, so he certainly wouldn't come to the Eastern Palace that night. When Ge Xiaoyao arrived at the two-story flower tower, Yan Qiang was admiring the moon alone.

Ge Xiaoyao quietly walked up to her, hugged her soft waist from behind, and gently caressed her chest with both hands.

"Yingning..." Yanqiang smiled slightly, let out a groan, and said, "Brother Ge, why are you here at this time?"

"Huh?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in surprise, "How did you know it was me?"

Yan Qiang chuckled sweetly, "Because I smelled your scent!"

Chapter 101 Erotic Dance Carnival (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao felt a surge of emotion. This Yan Qiang was truly captivating. Looking at her slightly smiling face, a sudden impulse welled up in his chest, and he couldn't help but increase the pressure on his hands, pressing heavily on her soft body several times.

"Mmm, oh...you're so naughty!" Yan Qiang moaned, then called out with seductive eyes, "Brother Ge..."

"Yan Qiang, what do you smell on my body?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Qiang Yan thought for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I don't know, it's just the stench of men!" As she spoke, she giggled.

"Damn! You dare to lie to me..." Ge Xiaoyao tickled her, and Yan Qiang immediately giggled, twisting her body and turning around to hug Ge Xiaoyao, the two rolling together.

Although the moonlight was cold and desolate, their passions surged uncontrollably. Moans of "Hmph... Ah..." echoed continuously, causing the purple laurel in bloom outside the window to tremble and sway.

"Yan Qiang, your skills are getting more and more formidable!" Ge Xiaoyao panted.

Yan Qiang's eyes were alluring, her breath sweet as orchids. "Brother Ge, can't you handle this?"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled. "Who says I can't handle it? I'm just afraid you'll exhaust King Zhou!"

Yan Qiang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Ge, I'll do whatever you want. Besides, I don't know why King Zhou left exhausted, but two days later he came back full of excitement!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "He's a lecherous king, who can control him? But the more lewd he is, the closer he is to his death!"

Yan Qiang let out a soft moan and twisted her body to welcome Ge Xiaoyao's relentless thrusts. "I heard the Eastern Yi sent some beauties. He'll probably be up all night again tonight!"

"Hehe," Ge Xiaoyao thrust his body, his hands caressing Yan Qiang's beautiful breasts. "Damn! Who cares... but tonight I want to stay up all night!" As he spoke, his movements became even stronger and more intense.

Beneath him, Yan Qiang writhed with tender passion, her delicate body twisting like a serpent. A bead of fragrant sweat glistened on her flushed face, accompanied by increasingly heavy panting. She murmured intermittently, "Mmm...I...like it too!...Come on, Brother Ge..."

Ge Xiaoyao pressed his lips tightly together, thrusting forcefully. "Yan Qiang, there's something I need to discuss with you!"

Yan Qiang was nearly in a frenzy, her beautiful eyes half-closed in a daze. Her bright red lips were wet from being licked and kissed, making one want to take a big bite. "What is it, Brother..."

Ge Xiaoyao groaned, feeling the heat emanating from Yan Qiang's body. "Mmm, those ten..." "Among the beauties of Dongyi, I'll select seven to dance the Northern Enchanting Dance. I want you to be the lead dancer!"

Yan Qiang, her face flushed and drenched in sweat, her black hair disheveled by Ge Xiaoyao, clung to her cheeks. She panted softly, "That's no problem, but we need someone to teach us. Hmm, how much time do we have to prepare?"

Ge Xiaoyao replied, "Ten days. I'll find someone to teach you. Most of the concubines brought back from Dongyi know how to dance!"

Yan Qiang nodded, then hugged Ge Xiaoyao tightly, breathing warm air into his ear. "Hmm, but... I'll only dance for you!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, and the two instantly became one, inseparable.

After their lovemaking, Yan Qiang seemed still somewhat unsatisfied, nestled sweetly in Ge Xiaoyao's arms, one snow-white shoulder slightly exposed beneath the quilt.

"Yan Qiang..." Ge Xiaoyao said softly.

"Hmm?" Yan Qiang lifted her face, the flush on her cheeks gradually fading, her beautiful eyes gazing at Ge Xiaoyao with deep affection.

"When you have time, whisper a few words in King Zhou's ear and get him to build a tall building! A building even taller than the Star-Picking Tower..." Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Remember, this was proposed by the new Imperial Advisor Shen Gongbao, to draw in immortal energy and help King Zhou achieve immortality..."

Yan Qiang, being incredibly clever, immediately understood Ge Xiaoyao's intention. "Brother Ge, I know what to say! Um, Your Majesty, you must take me with you when you draw in immortal energy!" She struck a seductive pose and said to Ge Xiaoyao.

"Hehe, this trick really works, even I can't help but agree!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed.

Yan Qiang smiled, her smooth, fragrant body wrapping around Ge Xiaoyao's. "Brother Ge, did you really build such a tall building to attract immortal energy?"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. "Of course! The higher you stand, the closer you are to the immortals in heaven!"

Yan Qiang asked, seemingly skeptical, "Really?"

Ge Xiaoyao said seriously, "Of course! Look!" As he spoke, he focused his mind, and a puff of white smoke hissed out from between his right middle fingers.

Yan Qiang exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, you...you're really an immortal?"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled and said casually, "What's so special about that? You haven't seen a truly powerful immortal yet..." Actually, the technique of emitting smoke from his middle finger was something he had recently learned. It was very simple; it just involved concentrating his mind to expel the impurities from the growth of his immortal root. However, given his comprehension, soon the white smoke expelled from his middle finger would no longer be impurities, but true immortal power. Hehe, by then…

“Damn! Isn’t this almost the same as Emperor Duan’s One-Finger Divine Skill?” Ge Xiaoyao was also secretly surprised. However, the cultivation manual only talked about the circulation of physical and immortal energy, and didn’t mention how to apply it. This move was created by Ge Xiaoyao himself. Although it wasn’t very useful, it was better than nothing. It could still entertain himself and amuse the girls occasionally!

Yan Qiang pressed close to Ge Xiaoyao, whispering sweetly, "Brother Ge, I also want to become an immortal. Then I won't have to stay in this palace, won't have to serve that hateful King Zhou, and can elope with you..." But then her expression suddenly darkened, and she added, "Then, when you and Sister Chu Yu are together, I'll be content as a servant..."

A pang of sorrow gripped Ge Xiaoyao's heart. He gently embraced Yan Qiang, saying, "Yes, we will. I believe it won't be long before we can rescue Chu Yu, and we can fly away together!"

Yan Qiang nodded gently, her cherry lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't. Finally, she slowly pressed her face against Ge Xiaoyao's and kissed him lightly. At that moment, unseen by Ge Xiaoyao, her eyes filled with glistening tears.

The next day, when Ge Xiaoyao met King Zhou, the king was still asleep. Inside the Star-Picking Tower, revelry was in full swing. Three beautiful concubines from the Eastern Barbarian tribes lay beside him, their naked bodies covered in marks from fingerpicking and biting. Their eyes were closed, legs tightly pressed together, their chests rising and falling slightly, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly—a testament to the intensity of the previous night's battle. A soft, beautiful moan escaped her lips, but her delicate brows furrowed suddenly, as if in pain. Her long, smooth legs parted slightly as she turned, and Ge Xiaoyao was horrified—they were stained with dried blood.

"Damn! How can King Zhou be so heartless!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed, shaking his head as he returned alone. The beauties on the second and first floors were also fast asleep. It seemed some of them had received extra "favor" from King Zhou, for they were the only ones sleeping soundly, completely naked, while the others were clad in light gauze.

Ge Xiaoyao returned to the Pleasure Pavilion and began preparing a nourishing medicinal meal for King Zhou. He knew that what could please King Zhou was nothing more than the tonics after his pleasure. To be honest, Ge Xiaoyao's tonics were absolutely top-notch; King Zhou always praised them highly. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to stir up trouble in the harem for so long.

Regarding the Northern Courtyard Dance, Ge Xiaoyao only needed to find Yuwen Guang to handle everything. Two former Dongyi singers skilled in the Northern Courtyard Dance were transferred to Penglai Island. Yuwen Guang only needed to say a word; with his father's connections, finding two Dongyi women in the military camp was incredibly easy.

"Good brother!" Ge Xiaoyao said only one sentence before parting, while Yuwen Guang said nothing, only handing him a letter. It wasn't until Ge Xiaoyao returned to the Pleasure Hall and opened it that he realized it was a letter from everyone in the Angry Lion Army, from officers to soldiers.

It was a unique letter, written by the entire Angry Lion Army to their commander. Besides names, there was nothing else in it, but Ge Xiaoyao knew that he shouldn't only remember those names.

Those exquisite curves traced delicate lines on the crimson carpet, those snow-white bodies forming a sensual, snowy landscape. Long hair flowing, alluring eyes, jade fingers lightly hooking, captivating and enchanting.

A gentle sway of the full hips occasionally revealed a seductive cleavage, especially the naked Yan Qiang, which ignited Ge Xiaoyao's lust. Every kick, every flick of the eyes, every sway of the hips, every movement of the breasts was breathtaking.

As the layers of veil were lifted, it wasn't just the veil itself that was being removed, but also a layer of haze in the hearts of the viewers, making the excitement surge even more intensely. "Hmm..." Ge Xiaoyao could

n't help but exclaim. "Damn! This Northern Yi erotic dance is really inhuman!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but although he thought this, the training couldn't stop. Two naked Eastern Yi singers constantly struck various lewd and seductive poses, making Yan Qiang and the others remember them. Even a glance, a slight movement of a finger, the opening and closing of lips, the licking of the tongue, were all coordinated with the hands caressing their own private parts.

"Haha, good, good..." Ge Xiaoyao clapped his hands and laughed. With just this Eastern Yi Hundred Mile Erotic Dance, he would surely be able to make King Zhou infatuated and aroused. At that time, whatever they said, King Zhou would probably agree to.

“Hmm, however, the music seems a bit bland, lacking in twists and turns. It needs to whet the appetite and arouse desire... I remember when I first entered the palace last year, I heard a piece called ‘Yangchun Baixue,’ which seems more suitable!” Ge Xiaoyao said to the musician Shi Juan.

Shi Juan hurriedly said, "Reporting to Marquis Anle, Yangchun Baixue is indeed a piece composed by a humble person, but that tune has been played in Chaoge for a long time, and the King and his ministers are already tired of it. This time, because we did not know that Marquis Anle would make such a big move, we did not use a very intense piece!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, "Does the musician have a better piece?"

Shi Juan said, "Yes, but I'm afraid the King and his ministers will find it difficult to enjoy. If they embarrass themselves in court, it would be quite unseemly!"

"Damn it! King Zhou is lewd and tyrannical, what's there to be afraid of being unseemly!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and immediately said, "Alright, play it now, I want to listen to it first!" He then gestured to Consort Shu, Yan Qiang and the others, preparing to dance to the music.

Chapter 102 Erotic Dance Carnival (Part 2)

Shi Juan was a famous musician with a deep understanding of music composition. His compositions often resonated with people's hearts. Sad songs brought tears to people's eyes, joyful songs brought people's happiness, and lewd songs brought people's excitement.

As the song ended, Ge Xiaoyao sighed inwardly, marveling at the sheer number of extraordinary people in the world, capable of creating such lewd dances. "Damn! If King Zhou saw this, he'd be spitting blood on the spot! Hahaha..." Ge Xiaoyao laughed wildly inwardly.

In Chaoge City, the Imperial City, at the Star-Picking Tower,

King Zhou issued an edict for a banquet for the emperor and his ministers to enjoy the dance.

"Hehe, it seems King Zhou is indeed in a good mood today!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, looking at the twenty-odd seats lined up in a row.

At this moment, King Zhou had arrived, and his ministers followed one after another.

His father, Ji Zi; his junior tutor, Bi Gan; his grand tutor, Wen Zhong; his national advisor, Shen Gongbao; Marquis Anle, Ge Xiaoyao; Marquis Ziyang, Yuwen Liangqi; Marquis Changxing, Xi Mu; and a host of other important civil and military officials.

"My beloved ministers, you are all pillars of our Great Shang Dynasty. Today, I, the King, have prepared this banquet not to discuss state affairs, but only to share joy with you all!" King Zhou said

, raising his cup. The ministers quickly thanked him and each drained their cups. Beside him, graceful maids draped in light gauze poured wine.

Halfway through the drinking, King Zhou was slightly tipsy. He squinted at Ge Xiaoyao and said, "Ten days ago, I issued a special decree to train the Northern Courtyard Dance. I wonder if Marquis Anle has finished training it?"

A voice among the ministers mentioned the Northern Courtyard Dance, and their faces immediately changed color. Ge Xiaoyao quickly replied, "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged!"

King Zhou chuckled and said, "Good, good. Where are those Eastern Yi women now?"

Ge Xiaoyao replied, "They have all been transferred back to the inner palace from Penglai Island and are now below the Star-Picking Tower."

King Zhou said, "In that case, what are we waiting for? Summon them immediately!"

Ge Xiaoyao turned and whispered a few words to the maid beside him, who nodded and left.

A short while later, faint music could be heard from below. The sound seemed both near and far, melodious and gentle. At first glance, it seemed unremarkable, but upon closer listening, a strange and inexplicable tenderness could be found within the music. Like a maiden's soft murmur in her boudoir, or a beautiful woman's gentle whisper among the flowers, the music was exquisite, captivating the soul.

As the music drew nearer, a stunningly beautiful figure gracefully appeared at the entrance, her white veil billowing in the breeze, followed by several beautiful women.

Long, slender arms, smooth, fair legs, and radiant faces, their flirtatious dance steps echoed the alluring music, instantly transforming the Star-Picking Tower into a scene of boundless spring beauty.

The ministers remained silent, their gazes all fixed on the group of women. Ge Xiaoyao, understanding perfectly, observed the expressions on the ministers' faces one by one. He saw that after a moment of surprise, smiles appeared on their faces, and lust gleamed in their eyes.

However, only his father, Ji Zi, his junior tutor, Bi Gan, and his grand tutor, Wen Zhong, glanced at the women before becoming serious, their expressions grave.

King Zhou laughed heartily, raised his cup, and said, "This dance of the Northern Quarter originates from the Eastern Yi, but the music and song come from my Great Shang. What do you all think, my beloved ministers?"

Among the ministers, there were naturally sycophants who immediately began to praise it, their voices trembling with delight. King Zhou was pleased and drank heartily.

When it came to King Zhou's grand banquets for his ministers, Ji Zi, Bigan, and others had attended many times before, and they had never objected to the

erotic dances performed at these banquets. Although they disapproved, they remained silent, simply looking away without actually watching. However, this time was different. The music and dance were simply too lewd. Moreover, Yan Qiang, being a woman of nine lifetimes of Yin constitution, had also learned the Nine Yin Yang-Gathering True Skill taught by Ge Xiaoyao, so every gesture she made exuded allure. Furthermore, this performance was intentional, further captivating everyone's attention.

Alcohol emboldens lust, and alcohol can cloud judgment. Everyone was drunk and intoxicated, unable to resist such provocation. Those with stronger willpower still managed to restrain themselves, while those who were usually prone to wine and women revealed their true colors. Although they dared not be too outrageous, they secretly made moves, pulling the maidservant holding the wine pot to their side and rubbing her snow-white thighs and jade arms.

King Zhou was in high spirits, surrounded by three beautiful women from the Eastern Yi, laughing and embracing them, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The Northern Dance originated from the Eastern Yi, and although it was called sensual, it was extremely lewd, interspersed with many blush-inducing and crazy movements, imitating the mating postures of birds and beasts performed by almost naked beauties, making people's blood boil and unable to control themselves.

When the performance reached its climax, the entire Star-Picking Tower was in a noisy clamor. The ministers, whose natures were seduced to the extreme, forgot themselves, and King Zhou himself was shouting and laughing lewdly.

Ge Xiaoyao and his maidservants joked and laughed while secretly observing the expressions of the ministers. Perhaps only he noticed that Ji Zi and the others had turned ashen-faced.

Suddenly, with a crash, the table in front of Ji Zi was overturned. His maidservant gasped in fright, her face turning pale.

"Enough!" Ji Zi, his face purplish-blue, rose shakily from his seat.

At this moment, Yan Qiang and the several Dongyi women also stopped and stepped aside. Ji Zi staggered to the center. He knelt heavily on both knees and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty..."

It should be noted that Ji Zi, as a father and teacher, was an ancestor of King Zhou. Although he was a subject, he was not supposed to kneel before King Zhou. But this time, the heavy kneeling showed the seriousness of the matter.

"Damn! Ji Zi is furious, and the consequences will be severe..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, coldly watching Ji Zi, waiting to see how he would continue this charade.

"What advice does Father Master have?" King Zhou's face showed a hint of disdain, his tone somewhat cold.

"Your Majesty must not indulge in wine and women again, otherwise... otherwise..." Ji Zi, tears streaming down his face, choked out in a trembling voice, "Otherwise, the Great Shang will suffer the same fate as Xia Jie!"

Ji Zi used Xia Jie as an example, accusing King Zhou of indulging in wine and women, neglecting state affairs, and facing the danger of national demise. Xia Jie was the predecessor of the Great Shang Dynasty. The current Xia King Jie was tyrannical and indulgent, neglecting state affairs, which ultimately led to the people's anger, the loss of their supporters, and the replacement of the Great Shang Dynasty, resulting in the downfall of the kingdom. As a high-ranking official of three dynasties and King Zhou's father and teacher, he was now tearfully advising King Zhou, his words undeniably sharp, causing the other officials to change color. However, for a subject, to speak of the downfall of a country was a grave taboo, potentially leading to death.

"Outrageous!" King Zhou's face flushed red, and he suddenly slammed his fist on the table, rising to his feet. "I entertained my ministers with fine wine and dances to ease their burdens of state affairs and to help them relax. How has this become an act of indulging in wine and women, of unrestrained debauchery?"

Although King Zhou was furious, Ji Zi still argued vehemently, "Your Majesty, as important ministers of the Shang Dynasty, how can we lower ourselves to watch these vulgar

and obscene Eastern barbarian dances?" He took a deep breath and pointed angrily at the assembled ministers, saying, "Ministers engaging in debauchery—what kind of decorum is this!" Ji Zi sternly rebuked King Zhou, completely forgetting his current status; he was no longer the father and teacher he once was, and King Zhou was no longer the obedient student who listened to him.

"Hmph! My father is probably senile!" King Zhou sneered, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, though it vanished in an instant. "Since my father dislikes the singing and dancing in the northern quarter, he should leave on his own. Why spoil the mood of the court? Is my father the only one in the entire court who knows propriety and shame?!"

Ji Zi was furious, his face turning ashen. He coughed up a mouthful of blood in the court, but said nothing more, and swayed away. As he walked, he cried, "My ancestors, I am incompetent, unable to support Your Majesty and restore the prestige of the nation... I deserve to die, but I have no face to face you after death..." As

soon as Ji Zi left, the court fell silent. King Zhou also lost interest, and with a wave of his sleeve, he said, "I am tired, all of you may leave!"

Thus, what should have been a lively banquet for the court ended unhappily because of Ji Zi. After the courtiers left, Ge Xiaoyao was secretly pleased, thinking to himself, "King Zhou, King Zhou, loyal ministers have abandoned you, while treacherous ministers accompany you. I don't believe your Shang Dynasty can last much longer!"

He sent the Dongyi beauties and Yan Qiang to Penglai Island, and the next day invited King Zhou to enjoy himself on Penglai Island. Only then did King Zhou's anger turn to joy, and he completely forgot about Ji Zi.

"Damn! It's time!" Seeing that King Zhou was already half drunk, Ge Xiaoyao winked at Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao, understanding the implication, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have heard that Shangqiu has experienced three months of drought, the fields are parched, and the people are suffering. I earnestly request Your Majesty's permission to use the method of seizing the power of Heaven and Earth to pray for rain!"

King Zhou, upon hearing this, was overjoyed and said, "I have also heard of the prolonged drought in Shangqiu and other places, and I am deeply troubled. It is rare for the Imperial Preceptor to have such loyalty and to share my worries. However, I have heard that they have already invited many immortal masters to pray for rain, but all have failed. Is the Imperial Preceptor's method of seizing the power of Heaven and Earth feasible?"

Shen Gongbao said, "Your Majesty, most of those folk immortal masters are charlatans with little magical power. My method of seizing the power of Heaven and Earth originates from the Great Dao, so of course it will work!"

King Zhou happily said, "That is excellent. What kind of sacrifice does the Imperial Preceptor require? I will have it arranged!"

Shen Gongbao said, "To be honest, Your Majesty, this method of seizing the power of Heaven and Earth is a supreme immortal decree, which can command the Wind God and Rain Master without any sacrifice. I am only requesting Your Majesty's permission so as not to cause you too much worry!"

"How wonderful!" King Zhou laughed. "With the Imperial Advisor here, I can rest easy. My Great Shang will surely be prosperous and strong, with favorable weather and the blessings of the gods!"

Seeing King Zhou's delight, Shen Gongbao turned and smiled at Ge Xiaoyao, who understood. At that moment, Shen Gongbao said, "I have something to say, but I don't know if I should!"

King Zhou waved his hand and said, " If Marquis Anle has something to say, please speak."

Ge Xiaoyao said solemnly, "Although the Grand Preceptor's magic is powerful, it must be a matter of spirits and gods. Therefore, I ask Your Majesty to observe this in the manner of the King of Shang and to hold more sacrifices to show the respect of our Great Shang! At the same time, it can also show Your Majesty's concern for the people."

King Zhou pondered for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, "Marquis Anle is right. Grand Preceptor Shen, when is the rain-seeking ceremony to be held?"

Shen Gongbao said, "This humble subject plans to hold it at the Altar of Heaven the day after tomorrow!"

King Zhou said, "Very well, Marquis Anle, then summon all the important officials of the court to prepare more sacrifices and join me in praying to Heaven for rain!"

Shen Gongbao and Ge Xiaoyao quickly kowtowed and agreed.

"Damn! If this rain-seeking ritual succeeds, Shen Gongbao's standing in King Zhou's heart will surely rise greatly. Then, the construction of the Deer Terrace will be a piece of cake!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself with delight. He exchanged a knowing glance with Shen Gongbao, and the two smiled knowingly.

Ge Xiaoyao went to order his guards to convey the decree to the officials, while also preparing a large amount of sacrificial offerings. Shen Gongbao, on the other hand, went back to bathe and meditate, preparing for the rain-seeking ritual.

Chapter 103 Seducing Father and Teacher (Part 1)

Outside Chaoge City, Ma's Village.

"Oh! So be it, so be it!" Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard and nodded, saying, "Since it's my junior brother Shen's divided spirit body, it must be the will of Heaven. So be it!"

Jiang Ziya's reaction greatly surprised Ge Xiaoyao: "Damn! What do you mean 'so be it, so be it'? Is he just going to laugh it off?" He immediately asked, "Brother, I know this divided spirit Shen Gongbao is no good, but we need him now. What I'm most concerned about is, who among you is stronger? What if... you can subdue him?" Jiang Ziya

smiled slightly and gently shook his head, saying, "Brother Ge, it's not a question of whether I can subdue him or not, but rather that it's inconvenient for me to take action. As the old saying goes: 'The one who tied the knot must untie it.'" "It's fate, destiny is playing tricks. This spirit Shen Gongbao will surely return to my junior brother Shen one day. How can I, as his senior brother, interfere recklessly?"

Ge Xiaoyao was even more confused. "What if Shen Gongbao does something evil to us?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head again and said, "No... I just divined the yin and yang. Shen Gongbao came with evil intentions, but he is a lucky star in your body, Ge Xiaoyao. He can only help you, not harm you! You can rest assured about this."

Ge Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he returned from praying for rain that day, Ge Xiaoyao's heart had not been at ease until he finally couldn't help but tell him about Shen Gongbao's mistaken consumption of the Hundred Herbs Demon Pill, which created a demonic clone.

It turned out that on the day of praying for rain,

on the altar of Heaven, the midday sun was scorching, making people's skin scorched and flesh withered.

King Zhou was sheltered by the dragon and phoenix umbrella, and his beauties would occasionally bring him ice to cool him down, so he could still bear it. But Ge Xiaoyao and the other officials didn't receive such treatment. They were left naked, exposed to the sun, their official robes soaked with sweat.

"Damn it, why is it so hot? I shouldn't have come here to pray for this damn rain!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed inwardly, constantly glancing towards the entrance of the altar. The main figure in this rain-praying ritual—Shen Gongbao—hadn't arrived yet.

Ge Xiaoyao grew increasingly anxious, watching the sun blaze from pale yellow to bright white, everything in sight a blinding white blur. "Damn it, the time is almost here! Why hasn't that damned Shen Gongbao arrived yet! I don't know how to pray for rain, otherwise I wouldn't be suffering like this!" Ge Xiaoyao stamped his feet, his boots damp and uncomfortable. He opened his mouth, a dry, cracking sensation rising from his throat.

As the shadow cast by the sunlight on the upright pole gradually shortened and finally disappeared, a cough came from the entrance of the altar. Shen Gongbao then flew over and stopped at the highest point of the altar.

He wore a Taoist robe trimmed with gold thread, his face solemn. He pointed his hand to the sky as if making a sword, chanting incantations. In a short while, a cold wind quietly arrived, dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, and within the clouds seemed a thousand troops beating drums and shouting. Huge thunderclaps and lightning roared, soon filling the sky.

At this moment, Shen Gongbao also seemed to have gone mad, his body spinning wildly, his wide Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, exuding an imposing aura. Suddenly, his long hair fell loose, and he bit his middle finger hard, a spurt of blood shooting into the air before falling back down, scattering like plum blossoms.

A torrential downpour began.

"Damn! He's really powerful! If he gave the order to deal with these mortals, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?" Ge Xiaoyao stood in the rain, the shadow in his heart expanding little by little like the raindrops soaking his clothes. Suddenly, he shivered. "Damn! I must find Jiang Ziya and get a solution!"

The courtiers cheered, and King Zhou was overjoyed. He immediately ordered that Shen Gongbao be granted a purple robe and a golden crown, and that a grand mansion be built for the Grand Preceptor in the north of Chaoge City.

Shen Gongbao accepted the decree and expressed his gratitude. In King Zhou's eyes, his status had risen dramatically, instantly reaching the highest point.

Ge Xiaoyao returned to the Hall of Bliss, recalling Jiang Ziya's words, pondering his next move. "Killing good ministers and employing treacherous ones will inevitably destabilize the foundation of the Shang Dynasty!" he thought to himself. Of course, this was partly due to what Daji had done, and partly because he had inadvertently done Shen Gongbao a great favor. After all, although he was the Grand Preceptor, he dared not act rashly against the important court officials.

Who should be the first to be executed? Ge Xiaoyao suddenly thought of Ji Zi, King Zhou's father and teacher, upright by nature, and a high-ranking official of three reigns. If he were to die, the foundation of the Shang Dynasty would be shaken!

"Damn! It's you!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then used his invisibility technique to head straight for Consort Shu's palace.

Inside, however, was a scene of passionate lovemaking.

"Mmm... ah... ah..." Consort Shu's rhythmic moans were heart-stirring, interspersed with heavy, labored breathing. Without a doubt, King Zhou was present.

Ge Xiaoyao had no interest in watching King Zhou's lewdness. He turned to the small lake and stood by its edge, gazing into the distance. The lake shimmered, tranquil, with only the occasional leap of a white fish, splashing water as if disturbing a spring dream.

About an hour later, Ge Xiaoyao returned to Consort Shu's inner palace, only to find King Zhou gone. Consort Shu was half-covered by a brocade quilt, resting with her eyes closed.

"Yanqiang, how is King Zhou now?" Ge Xiaoyao went inside and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, it's Brother Ge!" Yan Qiang said, "King Zhou is still the same as before, but why can't I seduce him with my Nine Yin Yang-Gathering True Skill?"

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Damn it! This is fate, forcing me, Ge Xiaoyao, to take one step at a time!" But he said, "Hmm, don't worry, it should be possible in a while! Now I have a task for you!"

Yan Qiang's beautiful eyes darted around, seemingly searching for Ge Xiaoyao's shadow. Although she knew Ge Xiaoyao had used an invisibility technique, she still consciously or unconsciously searched for his shadow. "What task, Brother Ge?"

"Hmm..." Ge Xiaoyao said, "How about you seduce Ji Zi?"

"Ji Zi..." Yan Qiang hesitated.

"Hmm, that Ji Zi, the veteran of three dynasties, King Zhou's father and teacher!" Ge Xiaoyao whispered.

"Ah..." Yanqiang exclaimed, "Why? Isn't he a good person?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, although he knew Yanqiang couldn't see. "He is indeed a good person, but if he doesn't die, more good people will be harmed. Besides, if we don't harm him now, it will probably be your sister Daji who harms him in the future!"

"Ah..." Yanqiang exclaimed again, "No, I've already accepted my fate, I can't let sister Daji end up like me!"

Ge Xiaoyao hugged Yanqiang and whispered in her ear, "My Yanqiang is so sensible!"

A blush rose on Yanqiang's face. Although she couldn't see Ge Xiaoyao, she could clearly feel the warmth of his body, so warm and strong, making her want to fall asleep softly in his arms.

"Hmm..." Yan Qiang let out a soft moan, her pretty face lifted, a hint of allure naturally revealed in the corner of her eyes, and her bright red lips immediately moved to kiss Ge Xiaoyao's lips. She was naturally intelligent, and since she was in his arms, she knew where his thick, warm lips were.

After their lovemaking, Yanqiang looked satisfied, nestled nestled in Ge Xiaoyao's arms like a little bird, and tilted her alluring face up, saying, "How do I seduce Jizi? He won't come to the inner palace, and I can't leave!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. I'll naturally invite him to the inner palace when the time comes, and I'll let you know then!"

Yanqiang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do whatever Brother Ge arranges!"

Ge Xiaoyao was deeply moved and hugged Yanqiang tighter, saying, "Once we rescue your sister Daji, I'll take you to a place where no one can find us. We'll live together in seclusion amidst the mountains and rivers, enjoying ourselves in the countryside!"

Yanqiang's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she giggled, "Then, I'll raise a whole bunch of white rabbits. Don't you dare stew them and eat them!"

Ge Xiaoyao said seriously, "How could I? Am I that cruel?" Then he suddenly switched to a teasing tone, "Hmm... I won't stew them, but roasting them would be delicious too!"

"You!" Yan Qiang exclaimed angrily, her small fists flying towards the air. Since he couldn't see Ge Xiaoyao, she just kicked and punched wildly.

While Ge Xiaoyao and Yan Qiang were joking and laughing, a cold wind had been quietly following the three-dynasty elder, King Zhou's father, for quite some time. Ji Zi, of course, wouldn't notice; his actions were completely under the watchful eyes of others.

"Hmph, how come I never imagined that the once righteous king would become like this?" Ji Zi sat in his chair, muttering to himself, a cup of tea on the table having gone cold for a long time.

"Master, Lord Bigan requests an audience!" an old female maid said.

"Quickly, invite him in!" Upon hearing Bigan's name, the ashes in Ji Zi's eyes suddenly vanished, a glimmer of light appearing, and he quickly replied.

The old woman turned and left. A short while later, a tall, handsome middle-aged man entered. Upon seeing Ji Zi, he bowed and said, "Bigan greets Lord Ji Zi!"

"Please rise quickly!" Ji Zi hurriedly replied. He then led Bigan to a chair. Soon, the old woman brought two cups of tea, replacing the cold cup that Ji Zi had been drinking with one cup, and handing the other to Bigan.

Bigan said, "Your Majesty is tyrannical and the people are dissatisfied. As veteran ministers of the Shang Dynasty, it is our duty to remonstrate with you!"

Jizi sighed and said, "That is true, but will Your Majesty listen?"

Bigan said, "We will remonstrate with you every day until he listens!"

Jizi said, "Although the Shang Dynasty appears prosperous, its national strength is actually exhausted. Moreover, the surrounding barbarian tribes are restless, and the various vassal states are not of one mind. It is truly worrying!"

Bigan also said, "In the current state of affairs, only we old generals are holding on! Alas, by the way, what do you think of Marquis Anle, Ge Xiaoyao?"

Jizi shook his head and said, "This man is both righteous and wicked. " " Even I can't quite see through him!"

Bigan said. "Indeed, he was originally a palace physician, and later went on a campaign against the Eastern Barbarians. He was able to stabilize the situation after a defeat, so he must be a capable man. However, his indulgence of King Zhou's pleasures is the work of a treacherous minister! But, according to rumors, he was also responsible for the downfall of the licentious concubine Yan Yun and the treacherous minister Yi Liang. This man is truly unfathomable!"

Jizi nodded and said, "This man is very cunning, and his origins are unknown. To this day, I still cannot find out his background. It seems that this person suddenly appeared in Chaoge City!"

Bigan said, "Although we don't know his true nature, we still must be wary of him!"

Ji Zi said, "And that Shen Gongbao, he's been making quite a splash lately!"

Chapter 104 Seducing Father and Teacher (Part 2)

"Alas! Ji Zi, Bigan, you are both supposed to be loyal ministers. If it weren't for Chu Yu, I, Ge Xiaoyao, might have stood with you. But fate is cruel, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed and threw a melon rind into the lake. The green melon rind floated on the surface, attracting several white fish that frolicked and flipped over.

A cold wind swirled around Yin San. "What? Boss, when do we make our move?"

Yin San pondered for a moment and said, "Since they've already become wary of me, we should act sooner rather than later. Tonight, you continue to monitor that Ji Zi, and I'll go find out where King Zhou will go tomorrow!"

Yin San's cold wind swirled a few times, and he chuckled, "No problem. But Boss, how's your cultivation technique coming along?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Not good. Progress is very slow now, only a tiny bit each day!"

Yin San sighed, "I thought you'd quickly become an immortal so you could help me escape this ghostly body!"

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, that is indeed a problem. " "Alright, after I finish this matter, do me one more favor, and I'll have Brother Ziya introduce you to a place to cultivate on Kunlun Mountain!"

Yin San cheered, "Boss, you're so kind! Just tell me what it is!"

Ge Xiaoyao pointed to the lake and said, "My white-headed eagle brother can't stay here any longer. If he stays here for a few more months, he'll probably eat all the fish in this lake. I want you to take him to find Duo Mei, and also see how her cultivation is going?"

Yin San's cold wind swirled around Ge Xiaoyao a few times, and he laughed, "So that's all it is? Easy peasy! I'll go find that old man Ji Zi to play with first!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, watching the cold whirlwind disappear into the distance on the lake. The melon rind had sunk to the bottom, and a few white fish were still jumping around in vain.

"Alright, I should go too!" A light appeared in the distance, the lights from the Star-Picking Tower were lighting up one by one, Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

On the Star-Picking Tower, as always, it was brightly lit, with beautiful women bustling about. Although King Zhou hadn't arrived yet, judging from the busyness of the maids, he was likely to come today.

Ge Xiaoyao found a place to hide and coldly watched the maids busily arranging the tower's furnishings. Ge Xiaoyao didn't go up to the third floor; he knew it was the quietest place. Although the three Eastern Yi beauties had taken up residence in the Star-Picking Tower and were favored by King Zhou, they lived rather lonely lives.

The second floor was the liveliest place. Of course, the maids there were quite attractive, each with a slender figure, full breasts and hips, and draped in light gauze, their figures partially revealed, quite pleasing to the eye. On the other hand, for Ge Xiaoyao, who had seen countless beauties, it wasn't enough to make him swoon; at most, it was pleasing to the eye.

Taking advantage of the maids' inattention, Ge Xiaoyao secretly drank a pot of the fine wine intended for King Zhou. However, he regretted it immediately after drinking it, cursing inwardly, "Damn it! This wine has an aphrodisiac in it!"

Soon after, Ge Xiaoyao felt his body burning. The maids who had previously seemed unmoved now appeared incredibly alluring, their shapely thighs and high, firm breasts captivating his gaze and making him unbearably aroused. However, reason told him that he couldn't act recklessly in the Star-Picking Tower, as King Zhou hadn't arrived yet. If the maids discovered him and cried out, things would be disastrous.

Ge Xiaoyao was a physician and knew that since the aphrodisiac had entered his body, it wasn't advisable to use an antidote; he needed to release his lust normally. He immediately began to consider where to go. "Hmm, maybe I should go find Empress Jiang. It's safer there; I won't be discovered!"

With this thought, Ge Xiaoyao got up, walked down from the Star-Picking Tower, and hurried towards Empress Jiang's palace.

Not long after Ge Xiaoyao left, one of the maids picked up the wine pot and gently shook it twice. Seeing it was empty, she showed no surprise, but rather a strange smile.

"Hmm...hmm..." Empress Jiang was overjoyed by Ge Xiaoyao's arrival and immediately dismissed the maid, feigning illness. One was under the influence of the aphrodisiac, burning with lust; the other was alone in her chambers, unbearably lonely. Without much flirting, they engaged in a passionate battle.

Although Empress Jiang was older, she was well-preserved, her body still incredibly supple, and her stamina was hundreds of times greater than that of an average woman. Therefore, Ge Xiaoyao found it very comfortable. Driven by lust, he disregarded any methods and went straight for the Empress, penetrating her deeply and driving her to ecstasy, eliciting cries of pleasure.

Having vented his lust, Ge Xiaoyao was about to get up and go to the Star-Picking Tower to gather information when Empress Jiang stopped him, saying, "Brother Ge, do you know who the real ministers who hold real power in the court are right now?"

Ge Xiaoyao was taken aback, not expecting Empress Jiang to tell him this, so he pretended not to know: "Although I am the Marquis of Anle, I am actually more idle than the former head of the inner palace. How would I know such things!"

Empress Jiang smiled silently and said, "Let me tell you, the so-called real power in the country is firstly military power, and secondly political power. Although military power is nominally controlled by King Zhou, it is actually in the hands of Grand Tutor Wen..."

"Damn! I didn't know that. Let's hear what she has to say next!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and asked accordingly, "And what about political power?"

"The political power is naturally in the hands of Prime Minister Bi Gan. He basically manages all the civil affairs of the Shang Dynasty. Behind him is that veteran of three dynasties, Ji Zi!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly. "Just from this, I could guess with my thumb. Could it be that he's only telling me this much?" So he said, "Sister Jiang, but I think the military and political power are still in the hands of the King!"

Unexpectedly, Queen Jiang shook her head and chuckled, "Do you know about the eight hundred lords?"

"Damn! Eight hundred pigs and monkeys? Is there another Journey to the West? Is there still Tang Sanzang?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered. He only knew that he was the Marquis of Anle, and there were also the Marquis of Xibo and the Marquis of Ziyang. The Marquis of Xibo was Ji Chang, who later rebelled against the Shang Dynasty. As for his Marquis of Anle and the Marquis of Ziyang, they were just sinecure positions.

But what use were these lords? They were all tens of thousands of miles away. Even if they wanted to rebel, it wouldn't be now!

Empress Jiang, noticing Ge Xiaoyao's doubts, smiled and said, "The eight hundred vassal lords were enfeoffed by the Shang ancestor to his brothers and meritorious officials when he founded the kingdom. Each had their own territory and managed it themselves, but they all recognized the Shang king as emperor and took Chaoge as their capital. Among them, there were four major vassal lords who each led their own forces. In recent years, the fastest-growing vassal lords have been Ji Chang, the Marquis of the West in Xiqi; Jiang Huanchu, the Marquis of the East in Qingzhou; E Chongyu, the Marquis of the South in Jingzhou; and Chong Heihu, the Marquis of the North in Youzhou. These four are like four tigers, protecting Chaoge. However, their power has grown day by day, and their protection has turned into..."

Ge Xiaoyao naturally understood what Empress Jiang was referring to—a threat. "Damn! So that's how it is. King Zhou is probably going to be sidelined. Otherwise, if the four vassal lords rebel, he wouldn't even have a place to escape to!"

Queen Jiang continued, "That Marquis of Dongbo, Jiang Huanchu, is my father. He's a very important figure in the Shang Dynasty, even more powerful than Wen Zhong and Bigan."

"Damn! I knew what you meant. So you're trying to win me over to your father's faction! Hmm, not bad..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "If I have the chance someday, I, Ge Xiaoyao, will definitely go and pay my respects to Marquis Jiang and express my feelings!" Queen Jiang

had finished speaking and didn't keep Ge Xiaoyao, letting him go to the Star-Picking Tower.

However, Ge Xiaoyao heard another meaning in Queen Jiang's words: the four vassal lords might soon swallow up the Shang Dynasty. But who would be the first to sound the drum of war? After all, in this era, this was a highly treasonous act.

"Damn it, forget about him, let's find out where King Zhou is first!" Ge Xiaoyao used his invisibility spell again and swaggered up to the Star-Picking Tower.

Just as they reached the upper floor, King Zhou laughed, "My three beauties, how about we go hunting deer at Chaoge Mountain tomorrow?"

One of the beauties replied, "What's so fun about hunting? Riding horses and shooting arrows, all that dust and dirt!"

"Haha, what's wrong with riding horses and shooting arrows? Those deer are all century-old kings I've collected from various vassal states, very nourishing!" King Zhou laughed lewdly.

Ge Xiaoyao saw his large hands kneading a mound of white flesh. "Damn it! This old, impotent King Zhou is still thinking about deer! But century-old kings are top-grade medicinal herbs; it's such a waste to let him squander them like this!"

The beauty moaned, "Your Majesty, you're so naughty..." her body seemingly resisting, clinging to King Zhou.

King Zhou chuckled and said, "Then it's settled. We'll set off for Chaoge Mountain tomorrow!" His lecherous eyes gleamed as he looked at the beauty, teasingly adding, "You can't be dressed like this..."

The beauty, quick-witted, immediately replied sweetly, "What else can we wear? Your Majesty, why don't you get us some golden helmets and armor? That would be much more impressive..."

"Haha..." King Zhou said, "That's easy. I'll issue an order to have the craftsmen tailor-make suits for you overnight, and we'll depart first thing tomorrow morning!"

The beauty added, "But I don't like having so many guards following us, all lecherously staring at me. It makes me very uncomfortable!"

King Zhou said, "Hmm... Who dares? I'll gouge their eyes out!"

"How bloody..." a beautiful woman cried out, her full, snow-white body rolling into King Zhou's arms. "Your Majesty can't possibly kill so many people!"

"Hmm!" King Zhou thought for a moment, then suddenly said mysteriously, "Then we'll leave the palace secretly, without the guards... and without notifying the ministers..."

The beauty's worry turned to joy, and she stepped forward to hug King Zhou's neck, becoming intimate.

"Damn! This is truly heaven's help..." Ge Xiaoyao was secretly delighted. Seeing King Zhou already rolling around with the three beauties, laughing lewdly, he knew the matter was settled, so he smiled and left.

As soon as Ge Xiaoyao left, one of the three beauties suddenly glanced at where he had just been, a mysterious smile flashing across her eyes, before she returned to a lewd expression, opened her arms, and pressed her full breasts tightly against King Zhou's body...

Chapter 105 Seducing Father and Teacher (Part 2)

Around noon, a rider galloped from the Jizi Mansion, located north of the imperial city. It was King Zhou's messenger guard. Upon dismounting at Jizi's residence, a guard immediately approached. "General, what urgent matter do you have?"

the guard asked. "His Majesty urgently summons Master Jizi to the palace for a meeting!"

The guard rushed inside to report. A moment later, Jizi hurriedly ran out and asked the guard, "General, where is His Majesty now?"

The guard bowed and replied, "His Majesty is on Penglai Island for a meeting. Please, Master Jizi, go there immediately!"

Jizi frowned upon hearing this. "Penglai Island?" He knew of it; Penglai Island was a newly built pleasure palace by King Zhou, filled with beautiful women and exotic plants. He felt a sense of revulsion, but he had to obey the king's command. He sighed and said, "Alright, I'll be there right away!"

The guard bowed again and took his leave. Jizi didn't see him off but instead ordered his servants to prepare a carriage.

As Jizi boarded the carriage and headed towards the celestial palace, a figure suddenly appeared from a corner outside Jizi's residence. It was none other than Marquis Anle, Ge Xiaoyao. He smiled slightly and then disappeared again, following the carriage.

Ge Xiaoyao arranged for the guard to deliver the message, a simple task that took only a few hundred gold ingots. Besides him, no one knew that King Zhou was definitely not in the palace today, but had gone to Chaoge Mountain outside the city.

Ge Xiaoyao followed behind Ji Zi's carriage effortlessly. "Damn! This cultivation technique is truly wondrous! With immortal roots, even walking is much easier. At my current speed, even those masters of light-body techniques would be far behind!"

Penglai Island was quiet at this moment, almost deserted. With nothing to do today, the beauties had all gone to their respective lodgings to rest, and no one was wandering around. Ji Zi arrived at the island's edge, only to be stopped by the guards. "King Zhou has decreed that Father and Master may enter; all other unauthorized personnel must wait outside!"

Helpless, Ji Zi instructed his servants to wait and ascended Penglai Island alone.

Along the way, Ji Zi was surrounded by verdant mountains and bamboo groves, exotic flowers and rare herbs, but he saw no celestial maidens, let alone naked women. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This scenery is indeed extraordinary, but it doesn't seem as licentious as the legends say. Could it be that the King has repented?" As he walked, he unknowingly arrived at a pavilion. Inside, a table was set, along with a pot of fragrant tea and several jade cups. Several young guards stood nearby.

"Generals, where is the King?" Ji Zi asked.

"I dare not presume. Reporting to my master, the King has business to attend to and requests that he wait here with tea," one of the guards replied. As he spoke, several other guards poured fragrant tea for Ji Zi and handed it to him.

"Oh!" Ji Zi took the tea, found a seat, took a sip, and felt the wonderful aroma filling his senses. He exclaimed, "Excellent tea, excellent tea!"

He sat there idly, while the guards stood there like wooden statues, not answering him. Ji Zi then began to sip the tea, cup after cup, but he felt a surge of heat rising from his dantian as the tea entered his stomach, spreading throughout his body and growing increasingly hot.

Ji Zi's face flushed, and his body felt hot. He stood up and said, "It's too hot here, I'll just walk around!"

The guard said, "Please, Father Master!"

Ji Zi then walked down from the pavilion, wandering around, feeling incredibly hot and increasingly irritable. Seeing no one around, he simply took off his court robes, baring his arms to cool off. He intended to cool off for now and put them back on when King Zhou arrived.

He hadn't gone far when the restless Ji Zi suddenly heard the sound of flowing water. "Where there's flowing water, there must be shade. The King has been waiting for a long time; I might as well go somewhere to cool off!" he thought, his feet unconsciously moving towards the sound of water.

A waterfall cascaded down, like silver flowers and snowy waves, making a thunderous sound as it crashed into the pool below, but from a distance, it sounded like a soft murmur. Seeing the spring water cascading down the mountain, splashing like shattered jade snowflakes, Ji Zi felt a surge

of comfort. "This Penglai Immortal Island truly is a paradise on earth!" he couldn't help but exclaim. However, after standing there for a while, he faintly heard what sounded like a woman's soft moans amidst the flowing water, causing his recently calmed heart to tense up again, and his body to feel even hotter.

Following the moans, Ji Zi involuntarily walked over. Turning past a rockery, what he saw made his heart surge, almost suffocating him.

Behind the rockery, in the clear pool of water, lay a beautiful, naked woman. Her towering breasts, exquisite body, long, beautiful legs, even her private parts, were all laid bare before Ji Zi's eyes. What made his blood boil most was that this woman, lying on her back in the water, was engaging in that unspeakable act, occasionally letting out a seductive moan from her cherry lips.

"Mmm...mmm...ah..."

Ji Zi wanted to leave quickly, but his gaze wouldn't leave. The alluring moans beside him held him firmly in place. His body began to burn, his heart pounding with an unbearable itch. A burning desire gradually consumed him. A wicked thought suddenly surged within him. His mind went blank, and his body moved forward involuntarily, wanting to touch that smooth, jade-like body and embrace that seductive woman.

"Mmm...humph..." The woman suddenly turned around and saw Ji Zi. Her hazy eyes held not surprise, but rather a seductive anticipation and longing. A surge of heat rushed to Ji Zi's mind again. He felt dizzy, his eyes bloodshot, and he ran forward a few steps, collapsing onto that full, snow-white body.

Ji Zi had never felt such a brutal pleasure lingering in his mind. Intense excitement gripped him, his hands gripping the woman beneath him tightly. The naked friction brought a tingling sensation throughout his body, finally causing his lust to erupt like a volcano.

"Ah..." The woman beneath Ji Zi let out a sharp scream, but it didn't stop Ji Zi's invasion. At this moment, Ji Zi was like a mad beast; his strength was enough to subdue the frail woman.

However, he soon found himself unable to move, for his arms were already clamped, his body, which had been lying on top of the woman, was pulled up, and then a bucket of cold water was suddenly poured over his head, finally bringing him to his senses.

Ji Zi heard her sobs and realized what he was doing. But it was too late; the guards had already surrounded him. A guard stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, we're here..."

Ji Zi's mind was still clear, but his heart skipped a beat. This was Yan Qiang, the most beloved concubine of King Zhou? He suddenly cried out, "Someone is trying to harm me!"

Ji Zi's cries did not elicit any sympathy from the guards. The head guard waved his hand, and a burly guard grabbed him and carried him away.

Of course, although Ji Zi had committed such a disgraceful act, the guards had no right to punish him. Instead, they found him a beautiful woman from the Eastern Yi region, and he slept with her until he had satisfied his lustful desires.

However, how could Ji Zi endure such humiliation? Before King Zhou returned, he threw himself against a cliff and died. The large pool of blood was horrifying; his head and face were smashed to pieces, and apart from his clothes, no one could recognize him as Ji Zi, this highly respected old minister.

When King Zhou returned and saw Ji Zi's mangled corpse, he only sighed and ordered a grand funeral, ostensibly for a sudden death. From then on, this veteran of three reigns, the father and teacher of King Zhou, met a mysterious end.

"Mmm...mmm..." Inside the boudoir, spring was in full bloom. The death of Ji Zi brought King Zhou no displeasure; on the contrary, his debauchery only intensified. Consort Shu, Yan Qiang, used the Nine Yin Yang-Gathering Technique to drive King Zhou to the brink of ecstasy. Fortunately, he had drunk a large amount of deer blood that day, and his yang energy was at its peak, so the loss was negligible.

However, several palace guards suddenly went mad, wildly slashing with their knives, only to be killed by the other guards. No one knew that Ge Xiaoyao was behind all these events, and of course, Ge Xiaoyao was unaware that someone else was also involved.

"Damn! This King Zhou is really something else... No wonder he's not impotent! He's a born lecher, even ghosts and gods can't do anything to him!" Ge Xiaoyao quietly left the Shufei Palace, let out a long sigh, and silently said to the night sky, "Ji Zi, may you rest in peace. Don't blame me. Even if you don't die because of my schemes, you will surely fall victim to King Zhou's cruel hand one day!"

Everything returned to calm, but it seems there's a saying in the world: "Walls have ears!" The cause of Ji Zi's death was finally discovered, and the person was none other than King Zhou's uncle, Grand Tutor Bi Gan.

Outside the palace gates, a man knelt under the scorching midday sun, his clothes soaked with sweat and then dried again. The skin around his eyes was cracked from the sun, and traces of dried blood hung on his face, a shocking sight.

Before him was a wooden plaque that read: "Death by Remonstrance!"

This was the third day he had knelt there. In the court, King Zhou paced back and forth, hands behind his back. "Damn it! This old fool, how can he be so stubborn!" he cursed inwardly, unable to think of a solution.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Let him in. I promise him!"

Bigan had already fainted.

King Zhou agreed to Bigan's three conditions: "Seale the Heavenly Palace and Immortal Abode, and abstain from debauchery; hold court daily to govern the country; restore the system of concubines serving the king, with each concubine rotating daily."

Of course, this was Bigan's biggest concession. His original intention was to abolish the Star-Picking Tower, order the execution of Consort Yanqiang, and send Marquis Anle, Ge Xiao, to the distant frontier. However, he was wise enough to know that these things couldn't be accomplished overnight. King Zhou had given his uncle face, which was already quite generous.

Ge Xiaoyao was somewhat annoyed, "Damn it! Bigan, Bigan, you're not wrong in doing this, but aren't you ruining my livelihood? If King Zhou is displeased and decides to select beauties from all over the land to enter the palace, wouldn't Daji be in danger? It seems you're tired of living!"

However, Bigan's cleverness didn't last long this time. His status as the king's uncle and the most important minister of the Shang Dynasty led him to offer new advice: withdraw the troops from the Eastern Yi and allow the country to recuperate and build up its strength. When he raised this in court, King Zhou only showed displeasure but said nothing.

King Zhou naturally wouldn't withdraw the troops from the Eastern Yi; instead, he increased the number of troops going on the expedition. The Southern Yi were his new target, said to be even richer there, with more beautiful, delicate, and charming women.

Chapter 106 The Torture of Burning (Part 1)

Chaoge City, Imperial Palace, Consort Shu's Palace.

"What? You want me to do these things?" Yan Qiang exclaimed in surprise.

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "Of course I wouldn't. Even if you could save Daji by doing those things, I wouldn't feel at ease! However, for some ministers, we still need to create a cruel torture." Ge Xiaoyao said.

"Oh, that scared me to death! I would never dare to do those things even if you killed me!" Yan Qiang was still shaken. "Do you think Sister Daji would really do those things after entering the palace?"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Yes! I once told you that I came to this Great Shang Dynasty from thousands of years in the future, and I know the development of the Great Shang Dynasty very well. I am trying to change this history."

Yan Qiang nodded as if she understood, a slight blush appearing on her face. She cautiously asked, "Really? Would she really be so cruel as to disembowel those women and those unborn children..."

Ge Xiaoyao felt a little unbearable. He was now beginning to regret telling Yan Qiang those things. What kind of heinous things were those?

Once, King Zhou was drinking with Daji when he saw an old man and a young man crossing a river. The young man was ahead and had already crossed, while the old man lagged behind, hesitant. King Zhou said, "Children have strong bone marrow and are not afraid of the cold; old men have weak bone marrow and are afraid of the cold." Daji didn't believe him, so King Zhou ordered his soldiers to capture the two men and smash their leg bones with axes to show Daji. From then on, this river was called "Broken Leg River."

Daji claimed she had the ability to tell the sex of a fetus, so King Zhou had 100 pregnant women tested on her. Daji had them sit down and then stand up, then told King Zhou, "The one who lifts their left leg first is a boy, and the one who lifts their right leg first is a girl." King Zhou didn't believe Daji, so he ordered his men to cut open their abdomens on the spot to check...

"Brother Ge, I'm so scared!" Yan Qiang cried, hiding in Ge Xiaoyao's arms.

Ge Xiaoyao gently comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Although we won't commit these heinous crimes, we still have to do some of the important things that Sister Daji did later."

"What important things?" Yan Qiang asked.

"After Daji became a demon concubine, she invented a cruel torture called 'Paolao'. It involves making a large, hollow copper pillar, binding the person to it, and then putting charcoal inside to heat the copper until it's red-hot..." Ge Xiaoyao explained.

"Ah... I see," Yan Qiang said, "It would be good to use this torture to punish bad people, but what if we use it to punish good people?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Look at this Great Shang Dynasty, how many good people are left?"

Yan Qiang shook her head, her eyes filled with a sense of loss.

"Alright, let's use this 'Paolao' torture to punish a group of bad people first!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

Yan Qiang said, "Okay! But I don't want to kill any more good people!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Don't worry!"

In truth, Ge Xiaoyao remained conflicted. His original intention was to cultivate Yan Qiang into a substitute for Daji, but he increasingly felt a pang of conscience. "Damn it! Perhaps I'm not cut out for great things, otherwise how could I be so indecisive!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed himself for being too sentimental, but what could he do?

One side was extreme good, the other extreme evil; he had to choose between the two. Ge Xiaoyao hoped his ultimate goal would be achieved.

As for Bigan, Ge Xiaoyao didn't want to touch him anymore. If he plotted to kill Bigan, the shock to the court and the public would be too great, and it might backfire. However, Bigan couldn't be allowed to live; with him around, his plan would definitely not go smoothly. "Fine, let him live a little longer for now, and let him do all the shameful things Daji did first!" Ge Xiaoyao could only console himself.

On the Star-Picking Tower, King Zhou angrily smashed the cup in front of him. "Bigan! He's really infuriating me!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and comforted him, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Bigan is truly devoted to the country. Your Majesty should be happy to have such a good minister assisting you, so why are you angry?"

King Zhou said, "Lord Anle! I know he is doing this for the sake of our Great Shang Dynasty, but he cannot accuse me of being tyrannical like this!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled again, "Your Majesty, it is Bigan's fault for being too straightforward, but Your Majesty doesn't need to be so angry! Moreover, at this time, some events have caused instability in the country, and some disloyal ministers are taking the opportunity to spread rumors and mislead the public. If this continues, it will surely harm the fate of our Great Shang Dynasty. Your Majesty must think deeply about this!"

"Oh? Is that so?" King Zhou asked incredulously.

At this moment, Yan Qiang, who had been silent all along, suddenly interjected in a sweet voice, "Your Majesty, I've heard similar rumors in the palace, something about Bi Gan's death leading to the fall of the Shang Dynasty..."

King Zhou was furious upon hearing this, "Nonsense!"

His roar startled Ge Xiaoyao, and Yan Qiang paled even more. Seeing this, King Zhou quickly smiled and said to Yan Qiang, "My beauty, I wasn't talking about you, but about those who spread these rumors. When I catch them, I'll make sure they all suffer a terrible death!"

Yan Qiang's surprise turned to joy, and she patted her snow-white breasts with her delicate hands, saying, "Your Majesty, you scared me to death! Yes, I want them to suffer a terrible death! And the punishment must be a new one, otherwise it won't intimidate them."

King Zhou said, "Oh? Does my beauty have some brilliant idea?"

Yan Qiang thought for a moment and said, "Before I entered the palace, I once saw roasted wild boar in the mountains, which..." "Set up the stone slab, light a fire underneath, and roast the wild boar whole on it. It's been many years since I entered the palace. Now, thinking about it, wouldn't it be wonderful to use this punishment to condemn those who have brought ruin to the country?"

King Zhou pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty's plan is indeed brilliant, but this stone slab seems a bit shabby."

Ge Xiaoyao gave Yan Qiang a look, and Yan Qiang understood, saying, "That's easy. How about this, Your Majesty, why don't you order someone to make a large, hollow bronze pillar, engraving the laws of the Great Shang Dynasty on its surface to demonstrate your authority? When it's time to punish someone, tie the prisoner to the pillar, then have someone add charcoal to it until it's red-hot. Wouldn't that be even better?"

King Zhou clapped his hands and exclaimed happily, "Brilliant, brilliant! Your Majesty is indeed clever and wise, deeply winning my heart." Then he sneered, "Hmph, with this punishment, let's see who dares to spread rumors and slander the name of my Great Shang Dynasty!"

"Damn, when else would I flatter you if not now!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then quickly laughed, "Your Majesty, this plan is brilliant! Once this punishment is implemented, it will surely terrify those who spread rumors and cause trouble, leaving them speechless."

King Zhou was overjoyed upon hearing this, saying, "Haha, in that case, the Marquis of Anle will supervise the construction of this punishment. After it is completed, I will personally witness its effectiveness!" After saying this, his eyes turned to Yan Qiang's ample bosom, and he lewdly pulled her into his arms.

Ge Xiaoyao agreed and hurriedly retreated, because he saw a trace of reluctance in Yan Qiang's eyes.

"Damn it! One day, I will make you, you lecherous king, taste the bitter fruit!" Ge Xiaoyao hardened his heart, not wanting to think about what might happen between King Zhou and Yan Qiang. He walked down the Star-Picking Tower alone, taking the opportunity to grope several beauties, eliciting a series of seductive moans from them, who even tried to seduce him.

Ge Xiaoyao knew that the beauties in the Star-Picking Tower, though called maids, were actually specially trained prostitutes. Regardless of their mood, they dared not offend a royal subject like themselves, only offering flattery and obsequiousness. If they served them well, they would be richly rewarded.

He certainly had no interest in entanglement with them, but he still left them a few ingots of gold. He then headed towards Consort Zhuang's palace. He hadn't seen the petite and exquisite Consort Zhuang for a long time, and thinking of her, Ge Xiaoyao felt not only longing but also a slight itch in his heart.

Before reaching Consort Zhuang's palace, Ge Xiaoyao suddenly remembered something. Back in Dongyi, he had learned that the former Holy Maiden of Dongyi, now a noble consort, resided in this inner palace, but he didn't know which one it was. Even after returning to the palace, he hadn't found any clues. He was puzzled and had visited several of the high-ranking consorts, all with the same question in mind.

"Who could it be?" Ge Xiaoyao pondered as he walked slowly, unknowingly arriving at Consort Zhuang's palace.

The Zhuangfei Palace remained as deserted as ever, its gates practically empty. Only the once lush, ancient locust trees had been cut down, replaced by numerous spring peach trees. The reason for this was unknown to others, but Ge Xiaoyao knew perfectly well. Because of Yin San, Zhuangfei had ordered all the surrounding locust trees to be cut down overnight. Without the gloomy shade of the locust trees blocking the sun, would Zhuangfei's mood be as bright as the sunshine, as vibrant as the spring peach blossoms?

Before even entering the palace gates, Ge Xiaoyao heard sounds of laughter and merriment from within. He smiled knowingly, "It seems Zhuangfei's life is indeed much happier than before!"

This time, Ge Xiaoyao hadn't used invisibility magic since leaving the Zhaixing Tower. Now, within the inner palace, King Zhou trusted him implicitly; as long as he didn't visit the concubines' palaces at night, his whereabouts were almost completely ignored during the day.

"Ah! This servant greets Marquis Anle!" A feathered shuttlecock flew straight towards Ge Xiaoyao, followed by a delicate, startled cry.

Ge Xiaoyao gently caught the shuttlecock and tossed it back to the bowing maid. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the petite Consort Zhuang and stepped forward, saying, "Ge Xiaoyao greets Consort Zhuang!"

Seemingly unprepared for Ge Xiaoyao's sudden visit, and also surprised by her earlier mistake of kicking the shuttlecock at the guest, Consort Zhuang was momentarily stunned before smiling gently, "Lord Anle, you are too polite!" Her eyes sparkled with surprise and tenderness.

Ge Xiaoyao noticed that Consort Zhuang was only dressed in a thin, light garment. Perhaps from kicking the shuttlecock too forcefully, her clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her exquisite body, highlighting her curves. A few strands of wet hair clung to her fair, beautiful forehead, and her high, firm breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, a sight that stirred the imagination and captivated the soul.

Perhaps feeling slightly uncomfortable under Ge Xiaoyao's gaze, Consort Zhuang's face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "I apologize for making you laugh, Marquis Anle. Please come inside and have a seat; I'll be right back!"

Ge Xiaoyao agreed and, led by a maid, entered the inner hall, where another maid naturally served fragrant tea.

Ge Xiaoyao looked around and noticed that the inner hall had changed. It was no longer as simple and shabby as before; many landscape paintings now hung on the pink walls, though they still retained a certain refined elegance.

"It seems Consort Zhuang is trying to forget the past, but her naturally elegant nature prevents her from truly entering this mundane world!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, just as Consort Zhuang approached with a smile.

She had changed into a red dress, and because she had just bathed, her beautiful long hair was still damp, casually draped over her shoulders, making her even more alluring.

"May I ask what brings you here, Marquis Anle?" Consort Zhuang asked as she sat down.

Chapter 107 The Torture of Branding (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao laughed and said, "It's nothing, I just came to check on Consort Zhuang's health!"

Consort Zhuang's face flushed slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she pointed to the maids and said, "Thank you for your concern, Marquis Anle. However, I've been feeling tired and restless these past few days, and I often lose my temper with them!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "It's alright, it's alright. I suppose it's not just these past few days; it happens a few times every month!"

Consort Zhuang's face turned even redder, and she said, "You truly are a divine physician, able to see through my ailment so quickly."

"Damn! This is too ordinary... It's just a woman's day of trouble!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. If it's convenient, I'd like to come into the inner chamber to examine Your Majesty!"

Consort Zhuang nodded happily and said, "Of course it's convenient!" Then she turned to the maids and said, "Xiaoyu, you all go outside and guard the gate. No one is allowed to come in. Marquis Anle wants to take my pulse!"

The maid named Xiaoyu nodded, led the other maids out, and closed the hall door behind them.

Consort Zhuang's face flushed with a rosy glow as she rose and softly said, "Lord Anle, please!"

"Please..." Ge Xiaoyao also stood up and bowed. His gaze, however, inadvertently swept across Consort Zhuang's face, meeting her beautiful eyes. Consort Zhuang suddenly lowered her head, her originally snow-white neck instantly turning pink.

The two entered the inner room one after the other. Consort Zhuang turned back and closed the curtains tightly, filling the room with an incredibly ambiguous atmosphere.

"I missed you!" Consort Zhuang suddenly turned and embraced Ge Xiaoyao, letting out a soft moan, then raised her toes and pressed her cherry lips to his.

A fragrant scent wafted over him, and Ge Xiaoyao felt her smooth tongue swirling in his mouth, arousing his desire. "Hoo," he exhaled through his nose, passionately responding to Consort Zhuang's actions.

Consort Zhuang's petite body was lifted by Ge Xiaoyao, his large hands caressing her chest, arousing her tongue to move even more intensely.

"Mmm...hum..." Consort Zhuang's red dress was merely a silk robe, which Ge Xiaoyao easily removed. The naked touch immediately caused Consort Zhuang to moan uncontrollably. This further stimulated Ge Xiaoyao, whose desire was already high. His hands continued their work, but he leaned down and placed her on the brocade couch, immediately pressing down on her. The strong masculine

scent also made Consort Zhuang dizzy. King Zhou had hardly ever come to this Southern Palace to sleep for a month. This resentful woman of the spring palace could finally break her unbearable loneliness today, and this man was the one she longed for. How could she not be inexplicably excited?

Consort Zhuang stretched out her exquisite body as much as possible, making every inch of her skin press tightly against Ge Xiaoyao's body, feeling his strong heartbeat, his burning heat, and the heavy yet tingling sensation.

"Ah...oh..." Consort Zhuang lingered and writhed beneath Ge Xiaoyao, her fragrant tongue suddenly leaving his grasp, her jade-like mouth brimming with spring, her silver teeth filled with passion, gently loosening Ge Xiaoyao's sash.

Ge Xiaoyao held Consort Zhuang's delicate little feet, gently kneading them, causing her whole body to tingle with pleasure, her body writhing restlessly, letting out soft moans of pleasure.

The two fiery bodies intertwined, entwined, rolling on the brocade couch. Consort Zhuang, who had suppressed her desires for so long, released them to the extreme, and Ge Xiaoyao, who hadn't experienced such ecstasy in a long time, suddenly felt a surge of desire for this petite yet tender and loving woman.

Indeed, the more delicate a woman is, the more she can arouse a man's desire to conquer.

Consort Zhuang stretched her legs as much as she could, responding to Ge Xiaoyao's fierce movements, the two immersed in an endless sea of desire, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

“Ge Lang…you know, during the days you were away on campaign, I worried about you every single moment, I thought about you every single moment! You’re finally back…” Consort Zhuang nestled in Ge Xiaoyao’s arms, like a docile kitten, her rosy cheeks slightly upturned, and said emotionally.

“Actually, I thought about you every single moment too!” Ge Xiaoyao said softly.

“Really?” Consort Zhuang’s eyes widened.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, gazing intently at her red lips and eyes. "Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"Mmm..." Consort Zhuang murmured, pressing her face against Ge Xiaoyao's chest. "Even if you lie to me, I still like you!"

Ge Xiaoyao's mind went blank, a sudden thought crossing his mind: "This Consort Zhuang is definitely not that Eastern Yi saintess, otherwise she wouldn't treat me like this. But who is that Eastern Yi saintess?"

A hollow bronze pillar, over three zhang tall and two zhang thick, was forged in less than ten days. Ge Xiaoyao ordered craftsmen to polish it clean and inscribe it with the laws of the Great Shang Dynasty. Following King Zhou's instructions, it was erected in the riding arena in front of the imperial city. From afar, this striking golden pillar appeared incredibly magnificent. However, no one could have imagined that its purpose was not decoration, but a killing instrument.

When King Zhou arrived at the arena, Ge Xiaoyao had just directed the slaves to light the huge charcoal brazier, and three condemned prisoners stared coldly at the massive bronze pillar. Knowing they had committed an irreparable crime, and having personally experienced and thoroughly understood the tortures in prison, they were now brought out with nothing but death to faze them, not even death itself.

"Damn! Such callousness... truly pathetic and lamentable!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, ordering the three condemned prisoners to be bound to the bronze pillar with copper ropes, and instructing the slaves to prepare more charcoal and firewood to fuel the fire.

Not far from the bronze pillar was a high platform, usually the seat of the executioner, now cleared out and adorned with a dragon and phoenix golden umbrella and a golden throne. King Zhou, accompanied by his concubine Yan Qiang, ascended the platform under the protection of his guards, nodding at the majestic bronze pillar with a satisfied expression.

Ge Xiaoyao walked over and said, "Your Majesty, everything is ready. May we begin?"

King Zhou nodded and laughed, "We can begin!"

"Damn it! Look at you, all idle. You'll be speechless in a moment!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but quickly stepped back and ordered the slaves holding the charcoal fires, "Add more fire!"

The slaves immediately busied themselves, throwing basins of bright red-hot charcoal into the bronze pillar, and a layer of purple smoke immediately rose from the top.

When the bronze pillar was filled with charcoal, the three condemned prisoners seemed to realize something, because they felt their backs getting hotter and hotter. They began to struggle, but they were bound tightly with copper ropes and could not move. Their faces began to turn white, then gradually red, and then gradually turned ashen. Large, yellowish sweat rolled down their foreheads.

"Haha...good..." King Zhou saw the effect and laughed triumphantly.

At this moment, the three prisoners had already opened their mouths, as if they wanted to curse, but Ge Xiaoyao had anticipated this move and had given them a mute drug before the execution. Now, apart from helpless struggles and fear in their eyes, they couldn't utter a sound.

"Hiss, hiss..." The sound continued to ring out, and the huge bronze pillar had been burned to a dark red, with a faint smell of burnt clothes and flesh spreading out.

"Ah...it smells so good..." King Zhou sniffed hard. "Indeed, it's wonderful!" He then turned to Yan Qiang and smiled, "My beauty, what do you think?"

Yan Qiang quickly relaxed her furrowed brows and said softly, "This torture is pleasing to the eye, without any screams of agony. The pain is contained, making it the best instrument of torture in the world!"

King Zhou was overjoyed and laughed heartily, "My beauty is absolutely right. You are so intelligent and beautiful, why don't you name this torture?"

Yan Qiang pondered for a moment and said, "This torture uses gold as the blade and fire as the medium, so how about calling it 'branding iron'?" In fact, Ge Xiaoyao had already told her the name of this torture instrument, and she was just finding an excuse to relay it.

King Zhou pondered for a moment, then clapped his hands with a smile and said, "The branding iron... majestic, awe-inspiring, elegant, and pleasing to the ear, a fine name, a fine word! Proclaim the decree that this punishment is called the branding iron, specially prepared for those treacherous officials who rebel against the court, spread rumors, and attempt to commit unethical and rebellious acts!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The many ministers and guards who had accompanied King Zhou hurriedly responded. However, many ministers had beads of sweat on their faces.

By this time, the blazing charcoal fire had turned the bronze pillar a deep red. The three condemned prisoners were still struggling, their skin hissing as it touched the pillar. Smoke billowed from their bodies, filling the entire training ground with the aroma of roasting meat.

Finally, one of the prisoners could no longer endure the pain and suddenly fainted. His head snapped back, his disheveled hair igniting like ash from a sharp blade, and his clothes burst into flames.

"Oh... ugh..." One of the ministers couldn't help but vomit. King Zhou's eyes turned cold, and with a glance, a guard immediately rushed over and shoved the vomiting man away. However, he wasn't sent home to rest; instead, he was taken directly to the gloomy and terrifying Chaoge prison. As for the crime... whatever, the charge of disrespecting the king was enough to wipe out his entire family.

All three condemned prisoners had already fainted, their bodies turning from white to red, and then charred black. A sour feeling shot from his stomach to his throat, and Ge Xiaoyao almost vomited. He forced it back down, quickly finding an excuse to turn around and order the slaves to add more fire, no longer wanting to look at the horrific scene. "Damn it! I'll never eat roasted whole lamb, roasted whole pig, kebabs, or chicken wings again... basically anything with the word 'barbecue' in it!"

As it turned out, Ge Xiaoyao wasn't the only one with this thought. At least since the torture of branding with hot irons was officially introduced, the famous copper coin barbecue restaurant in Chaoge City saw its customer traffic drop by at least fifty percent.

King Zhou, however, seemed unconcerned, still laughing and joking with Consort Yanqiang. When she came down from the execution platform, Yanqiang's steps were unsteady; it was clear she wasn't in good shape either. "Damn it! Being a demonic concubine is really not easy!" Ge Xiaoyao felt a pang of sympathy for Yanqiang.

With the introduction of the torture of branding with hot irons, the search for those who spread heresy and committed treasonous acts followed. Three thousand purple-clad soldiers conducted both overt and covert investigations, instantly throwing the entire city into chaos and creating an atmosphere of fear among the people. This was, of course, all orchestrated by the infamous Marquis of Anle, Ge Xiaoyao. His ultimate goal was to find a few opportunists who wavered between loyal ministers and treacherous officials to take the fall.

Chapter 108 The Torture of Branding (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao knew perfectly well that he couldn't touch the loyal ministers and generals like Bi Gan and Wen Zhong, nor did he want to touch the corrupt officials who brought disaster to the country. What he wanted was to expose the cruelty of the branding torture to the world, to let everyone condemn King Zhou for his favoritism towards the seductive concubine Yan Qiang, for establishing such a brutal and cruel punishment, and for causing the people's hearts to turn away.

The people of Chaoge City fell silent, utterly speechless. Ge Xiaoyao's three thousand purple-clad soldiers, after much effort and meticulous work, finally selected over a hundred serious criminals from among the many who had spread rumors and misled the public. Their crimes were numerous: some were accused of "spreading false omens," others of "discussing court affairs privately," some of "spreading military secrets," and others of "predicting the impending demise of the Shang Dynasty." In reality, most of these charges were fabricated. Ge Xiaoyao had taken the methods of "literary inquisition" employed during the Ming and Qing dynasties to their extreme. Even the most sophisticated spy agencies like the Eastern Depot and Western Depot couldn't compare to Ge Xiaoyao's three thousand purple-clad soldiers.

They split into two groups, one operating during the day and the other at night, meticulously recording even your sleep-talking. Of course, a large portion of these serious criminals who spread rumors were officials in the court.

"Slay! Suppress speech! Let the world follow the righteous path!" This was Ge Xiaoyao's slogan for this large-scale operation. While his actions displeased the court officials, they pleased King Zhou immensely. With no one to nag him, his ears were at peace, the world was at peace, and he could indulge in his debauchery without worry.

According to Ge Xiaoyao's plan, to truly instill fear in the world of the torture of branding, a grand event was necessary, and he, Ge Xiaoyao, was the mastermind. This event needed to be witnessed by all the officials of the court, the people of Chaoge, and numerous vassal lords for the best effect. "Killing one to warn a hundred" was a common method used by powerful ministers to establish their authority, and Ge Xiaoyao used it to its extreme.

"King Zhou, your Shang Dynasty will perish in my hands, don't blame me! Humph, who told you to let Daji enter the palace!" Ge Xiaoyao thought bitterly. "Hehe, but this has done Shen Gongbao a great favor. I'll have to get him some benefits for me later, otherwise I'll have wasted my time..."

No one spoke in the court. Ge Xiaoyao stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, we have now captured nearly a thousand people who spread heresy and plotted rebellion. I have selected nearly a hundred serious criminals to be subjected to the torture of branding tomorrow at noon in the fields south of the city. I humbly request Your Majesty's permission."

King Zhou thought for a moment and nodded, "Hmm, well done. Those who plot rebellion should see this." "Look, what happens to those who spread heresies and commit treason!"

Ge Xiaoyao said. "I urge Your Majesty to move the execution ground south of the city tomorrow to bolster the nation's prestige."

King Zhou said, "Tomorrow, I and all my ministers will go."

Ge Xiaoyao thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty! I must go and prepare!"

King Zhou nodded and said, "Lord Anle, you have worked hard. Go quickly!"

Ge Xiaoyao left the court alone and went to the fields south of the city. He led three thousand purple-clad soldiers and commanded more than two thousand slaves to clear the field and erect over a hundred hollow bronze pillars.

Meanwhile, Bi Gan was unable to attend court due to illness. If his family hadn't desperately stopped him, he would have already gone to the court to denounce King Zhou's incompetence. As the king's uncle, how could he swallow his anger at seeing so many ministers subjected to such cruel torture? However, if he were to strongly advise King Zhou now, King Zhou would likely not only ignore him but might also bring about his own death.

After staying home feigning illness for a day, he suddenly became somewhat clever. He made up his mind to remonstrate daily, but not to the point of death. King Zhou couldn't do anything about his uncle, and perhaps he would listen to some of his advice.

So, Bigan simply went to the barbecue feast with a hundred people. This action greatly pleased King Zhou, who thought he had intimidated his upright uncle. He politely invited him to his side, offering him a seat and fine wine. Little did he know, Bigan had made up his mind to make trouble for him!

After three loud drumbeats, Ge Xiaoyao stood on the high platform, looked at the rows of bronze pillars and the prisoners bound to them, motionless, and then at the crowd of people who had come to watch the spectacle. He loudly proclaimed, "By the King's special decree, from this day forward, anyone who disrespects the King, spreads heresies, intends to act rebelliously, or commits treason shall be punished with the torture of branding!" After

another three loud drumbeats, Ge Xiaoyao consulted King Zhou, who personally announced the start of the execution. Instantly, the entire southern part of the city was ablaze with flames, the red glow of hundreds of large charcoal stoves dyeing the clouds on the horizon crimson.

"Damn! I didn't expect such a spectacle. I wonder if it's alerted the demons from all directions?" Ge Xiaoyao

thought to himself. Ge Xiaoyao was right. How could the demons from all directions not know about such a grand barbecue? They had arrived at the scene long ago, but Ge Xiaoyao simply couldn't see them. Actually, the spirit ghost Yin San could see it, but he hadn't returned from the Eastern Barbarians yet. Shen Gongbao naturally saw it too, but he merely greeted them, instructing them not to cause trouble, much like the police nowadays who, when faced with a major event, would notify the thugs, "Don't cause trouble!"

Over a hundred hollow copper pillars were burning red-hot, smoke rising into the air, the smell of burning flesh permeating everywhere. Hundreds of people screamed in unison, a chilling sight. Thousands vomited simultaneously—the scene was enormous and spectacular.

King Zhou laughed heartily, drinking fine wine incessantly, like a madman, watching a highly entertaining performance with great interest. Of course, while the common people dared not speak aloud, they cursed him inwardly.

After the execution was announced, Ge Xiaoyao hid among the officials. He knew, of course, that whoever rushed to the front at this time would become the object of universal hatred. "Damn it! Who knows, one day I might be surrounded and beaten to death by a random mob in the street! Of course, King Zhou isn't afraid, because he never goes out. Even when he does, his escorting army outnumbers the common people!"

Regardless, the grand spectacle of the "burning pillar" orchestrated by Ge Xiaoyao was quite effective; at least the whole country knew that King Zhou had invented an extremely cruel torture called the "burning pillar."

Moreover, according to Ge Xiaoyao's private understanding, the common people hated the "burning pillar" to the bone, and the tyranny of King Zhou was a consensus.

"Hehe, Chu Yu, I've done something for you. Even if you enter the palace, the charge of the torture of branding won't fall on your head!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. At this moment, his heart was filled with a surge of pride. "Damn it, as long as these charges don't fall on Chu Yu, what does it matter how many evil deeds I commit!"

Ge Xiaoyao didn't know that at this moment, far away in Ma's Village outside Chaoge City, Jiang Ziya sat at home, his eyes closed in deep thought. Suddenly, he frowned, opened his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Something's not right. How could this be?..."

In the court, King Zhou sat there, listening to the ministers' reports as usual. However, no one submitted a report. King Zhou yawned and was about to leave the court when his father and uncle, Bi Gan, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

King Zhou nodded, looked at his uncle, and thought to himself, "What are you doing now?" But he said aloud, "What is it, Uncle?"

Bi Gan said, "Does Your Majesty know what the people of the four directions are saying right now?"

"What is this old fellow trying to say now?" King Zhou said lazily, his heart filled with displeasure. "I don't know. What are they saying?"

Bigan knelt down and said, "They are saying that Your Majesty is tyrannical and cruel, and has established cruel punishments to suppress the people!"

King Zhou's face instantly turned ashen. He muttered something unintelligible and said, "What's wrong with me using cruel punishments to suppress those who spread heresies and mislead the people? Can I just let them talk nonsense and disturb the hearts of my people?!"

Bigan's face flushed red as he argued, "However, the people are very dissatisfied with these cruel punishments!"

King Zhou angrily said, "No matter how severe the punishments are, they are only for those rebellious ministers and traitors. As long as they are good ministers and virtuous citizens, I will..." "How can you kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

Bigan was speechless and said, "I have nothing more to report!"

King Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Court dismissed!"

As the officials left, King Zhou remained standing in place, gazing at the golden roof of the hall and muttering, "Was that an instruction from an immortal?"

Ge Xiaoyao laughed heartily as he walked back to his Paradise Hall. He was truly happy today, having secretly used telepathy to give King Zhou some pointers, leaving Bigan utterly frustrated. "Heh heh... Damn! There's a reason on both sides, who the hell can't argue like that!" Thinking of Bigan's speechless and exasperated expression, Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh.

Ge Xiaoyao only took a bath and rested briefly in his Paradise Hall before emerging again. He was becoming increasingly proficient in using the invisibility technique, and with his immortal roots having greatly developed, he could now almost do without needing to recite the incantation; he could manage with just a little thought.

He still went to the Star-Picking Tower to find King Zhou. He understood the principle of "know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle." He knew what his goal was, so he could strategize and win from afar. The Star-Picking Tower was brightly lit, filled with the lewd sounds and flirtatious laughter of women.

King Zhou, blindfolded, was playing the game of blind man's search for beauty. It seemed he was in a good mood after angering Bi Gan, frequently bursting into laughter. However, his luck was rather poor. Perhaps the beauties were deliberately teasing him; each one was like a mermaid in water, slippery to the touch. King Zhou would only touch a bit of their smooth, fleshy bodies before they would evade him. Although their touch was warm and fleshy, it was never enough. He was itching to play, yet unwilling to give up the game, only eliciting bursts of laughter from the beauties.

Some of the beauties deliberately seduced King Zhou, some even stripping completely naked and rubbing against him from behind, only to flee when he suddenly turned around.

Others wore light gauze, half-undressed, revealing their snow-white breasts and jade-like legs, their gauze robes swaying gently in front of King Zhou, sending forth fragrant breezes. When King Zhou pounced, he was left only as a stripper, holding the gauze robes in his hands, only to touch the beauty's delicate body.

Some were even more lewd, deliberately leaning against jade pillars, caressing themselves and emitting seductive moans, only to dodge away when King Zhou, blindfolded, pounced. Poor King Zhou became a "Wei Sheng" clinging to a pillar.

(Here's an explanation: the story of Wei Sheng embracing the pillar is a classic tale. The *Records of the Grand Historian: Biography of Su Qin* recounts that Wei Sheng made an appointment with a woman under a bridge. The woman didn't come, and the floodwaters rose, but Wei Sheng refused to leave, clinging to a pillar to avoid being swept away. However, the water rose higher and higher, the woman still didn't come, and he drowned.) Chapter

109: The Serious Crime of Adultery (Part 1)

Surrounded by beauties, yet unable to embrace any of them, King Zhou was filled with longing. Exhausted from running, he wanted to remove his black veil, but was stopped by the beauties. However, King Zhou took the opportunity to grope them, indulging in a fondling of their ample breasts, plump buttocks, and soft, warm flesh.

Seeing this, Ge Xiaoyao realized the game wasn't going to end anytime soon. Knowing King Zhou's temper, even if it did end, he'd surely indulge in a lavish feast on the Star-Picking Tower, thoroughly teasing the beauties who dared to tease him.

"Damn it! You're having fun here, where am I supposed to go?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He watched King Zhou's merriment from the Star-Picking Tower, but had no interest in witnessing the lewd scene. So he wandered around the palace alone. As he walked, he saw a woman dressed as a maid hurrying out.

"Damn! This woman's figure looks so familiar..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, because he didn't recognize this maid. A sense of unease rose within him. "Could she have some connection with that holy maiden of the Eastern Yi witchcraft sect?" Thinking this, Ge Xiaoyao didn't stop, quietly following her.

The imperial city was deserted, and the guards at the gates were yawning. Ge Xiaoyao saw the woman pull out her waist token, flash it in front of the guards, and then leave the palace gates. He was even more puzzled. "Who could this maid be?"

Ge Xiaoyao followed the woman out, only to see her look around before heading straight out of the city. Ge Xiaoyao noticed her curvaceous and alluring figure. Her wide maid's hat partially obscured her face, and though he could see her features clearly, she seemed increasingly familiar, though he couldn't quite place where he had seen her before.

"Damn it! It's like beating a child in the rain. I'm bored anyway, might as well follow her and see what she's up to." Ge Xiaoyao quietly followed, not getting close, just pacing at a distance.

Actually, Chaoge City wasn't very large. Although the woman wasn't tall, she walked quickly, turning left and right until she reached a quiet alley.

"Damn! Isn't this the quiet street of Bigan's residence? What's she doing here?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered to himself, quickening his pace to catch up.

Bigan's residence wasn't large. Bigan himself didn't like to show off and lived in an ordinary alley, but this particular alley had no neighbors and was designated a quiet street. In the night breeze, two lanterns swayed gently in front of Bi Gan's mansion, each bearing the large characters "Young Master" written in red cinnabar.

"Clang, clang, clang..." The maid gently knocked on the door knocker. After a short while, two aged coughs came from inside, followed by a creaking sound as the door opened.

Ge Xiaoyao knew that the one who opened the door must be Bi Gan's old servant. Bi Gan's family was all in Shangqiu; in this imperial city, only his over-sixty-year-old servant kept him company.

Without a word, the maid slipped inside.

"Damn... what's this maid doing at Bi Gan's mansion in the middle of the night? She must be a spy. I want to see just how well Bi Gan's insiders are doing in the palace!" Ge Xiaoyao used his wall-penetrating technique to directly enter Bi Gan's inner chamber.

Although Bi Gan's mansion was simple, it was clean and tidy, with piles of bamboo slips and silk books laid out, showing how busy this famous prime minister of the Shang Dynasty was with state affairs. At this moment, Bi Gan led the maid into the inner room. The old servant did not follow, presumably keeping watch outside.

"Heh heh, what are you keeping watch for? I'm already inside!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly, but when he saw the maid's face clearly, his mouth, which had been agape with a smile, suddenly fell silent.

It turned out that the maid had taken off her robe and hat, and was none other than Yin Cui, the maid of Empress Jiang!

"Damn! No wonder she looked so familiar! It's her!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but then he saw Bigan offer Yin Cui a seat and say, "Miss Cui'er, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"

Ge Xiaoyao observed the two of them intently. Yin Cui was expressionless, while Bigan seemed full of suspicion. "So Bigan is having an affair with Queen Jiang! Hehe..."

Yin Cui said, "Her Majesty the Empress ordered me to inform the Prime Minister that he must not strongly advise the King recently, or he might face death!"

Bigan nodded and thought for a moment, then said in a sorrowful voice, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. But please tell Her Majesty, Miss Cui'er, that Bigan is willing to die for the sake of the Shang Dynasty and will try to persuade the King to repent!"

Yin Cui was taken aback and said, "Prime Minister, to be honest, the King has already fallen into debauchery and is beyond redemption..."

Before she could continue, Bigan interrupted her, saying, "A loyal minister does not betray two masters, I..." "Bi Gan is the Grand Tutor of the King, and I have watched the King grow up since I was a child. Even if I die, I cannot watch him go astray!"

Yin Cui said anxiously, "But..."

Bi Gan said, "No buts. My mind is made up, and no one can persuade me!"

Helpless, Yin Cui bit her cherry lips and thought for a moment, then said, "Before I came, Her Majesty the Empress specifically instructed me that if the Prime Minister does not listen to me, I should have him go to the inner palace to find her on the night of the full moon. She will then have a detailed talk with the Prime Minister!"

Bi Gan thought for a moment and said, "Alright! Thank you, Miss Cui'er. It is already past midnight, and I have matters to discuss here. It is not advisable for you to stay any longer. It would be best to return as soon as possible!"

Yin Cui nodded and bid farewell to Bi Gan. Bi Gan saw her all the way to the door before saying, "Please be careful, Miss!"

Ge Xiaoyao stood at the door, coldly watching Yin Cui's figure disappear into the night. He heard the gate of Bi Gan's residence creak shut, but his heart was filled with doubt.

According to his analysis, although Empress Jiang had connections with most of the important officials in the court, it was by no means so blatant. The palace was currently outwardly calm, but inwardly turbulent; many were plotting and scheming. Empress Jiang's act of sending Yin Cui to deliver a message to Bi Gan at night would certainly not escape the notice of those who were not paying attention, and it might soon reach King Zhou's ears.

Moreover, what puzzled Ge Xiaoyao was why Empress Jiang would expose herself at this time. In fact, she could have used a far more covert method to send the message.

After thinking for a long time, Ge Xiaoyao still couldn't figure it out. Finally, he slapped his forehead and said, "Damn it! Who cares? Everything will be clear on the night of the full moon!"

But when he returned to the Pleasure Pavilion in the inner palace, he stopped. He looked up at the already full moon and sighed inwardly, "There are only two days left until the night of the full moon!" A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "Damn it, should I go and see Empress Jiang again, and see what she's up to?"

Ge Xiaoyao was a man of action. He didn't go into the Pleasure Pavilion, but went straight to the Empress's central palace.

Inside the central palace, the lights were dim, but the Empress's bedroom was still lit. Under the light, the figures of two women were reflected on the thin window gauze, appearing somewhat eerie.

Ge Xiaoyao approached the window and heard one of the women say, "Your Majesty, Lord Bigan sent someone to inform you that he will secretly meet with you in the inner palace on the night of the full moon, saying that he has important matters to discuss!" The voice belonged to Yin Cui, who had just delivered a message to Bigan's residence.

Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat. "Damn... isn't this a double agent?"

Unexpectedly, Empress Jiang believed him and said, "Yes, Prime Minister Bigan must have something extremely important to discuss with me. If you have the chance, please tell him I'll be waiting for him at the usual place!"

Yin Cui replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. I've already informed the messenger. King Zhou will definitely be admiring the moon at the Star-Picking Tower. Bigan can enter the inner palace and go to the usual place for the appointment!"

Empress Jiang nodded in satisfaction, yawned, and said, "I'm tired. You may leave."

Yin Cui took her leave, but Ge Xiaoyao quietly entered Empress Jiang's bedroom.

On the brocade couch, Empress Jiang's robe was half-undone, leaning against the pillow. Although she was over thirty, she possessed a uniquely alluring charm of a mature woman. At this moment, her eyes were languid and hazy, her jade fingers lightly untying her robe, causing Ge Xiaoyao to feel an irresistible urge.

"Oh...ah..." She suddenly stretched out her pink arms, letting out a dreamlike moan. Lying on the brocade couch, her two peach-like mounds of flesh didn't droop; instead, they stood erect.

The intense visual stimulation made Ge Xiaoyao dizzy. She thought to herself, "Damn it! Still indulging in such lewdness, unaware of the impending disaster!"

Ge Xiaoyao shook her head, ignoring Empress Jiang, and walked straight out. What she needed to do now was see who this Yin Cui was, how she dared to do such a thing between Bi Gan and the Empress.

Yin Cui lived in a side room in the Empress's palace. As a close attendant of the Empress, she had a separate bedroom. As Ge Xiaoyao approached, she heard a series of moans and groans coming from inside.

"Damn it! This is really weird, why am I running into this kind of thing today!" Ge Xiaoyao walked over, passed through the wall, and entered Yin Cui's room.

Ge Xiaoyao had expected to witness a scene of a young woman touching herself, but to his astonishment, Yin Cui lay fully clothed on the bed, her hands and legs bound and motionless, only emitting moans.

"How could this be?" A chill ran down Ge Xiaoyao's spine. Could it be?

Even a wet dream shouldn't be like this!

Ge Xiaoyao was truly confused. He made a snap decision: "I might as well go all the way. No one will see me anyway, so I'll just wake her up!"

With that thought, Ge Xiaoyao stepped forward, closed his eyes, and slapped Yin Cui hard twice across the face.

To Ge Xiaoyao's surprise, Yin Cui didn't react at all, continuing to moan.

"Damn!" Ge Xiaoyao was stunned, a chill running through him. He had never encountered anything like this before. Was her soul leaving her body?

He stood silently for a while, then heard Yin Cui's moans finally stop. She was panting heavily, her limbs limp, looking extremely exhausted, but a hint of a satisfied smile remained on her lips.

Ge Xiaoyao was familiar with this scene; it was a common sight after a woman's lovemaking. However, he was surprised that Yin Cui hadn't slept with anyone, so why was she reacting like this?

"Damn! Since that's the case, I'll just have to wait until the full moon! But I absolutely can't go to Empress Jiang, though I can make a trip to Bigan! As for Yin Cui, I can't alert her yet. I want to see what kind of act she's putting on." Having made up his mind, Ge Xiaoyao finally felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him. He yawned to himself and headed outside.

Since there was nothing else to do, he might as well go back to sleep!

Everything required patience and waiting, and for him, he had plenty of patience.

Chapter 110 Adultery (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao had been following Yin Cui for a day but hadn't found anything unusual. Aside from serving tea and water to Jiang, she was busy arranging for the treasury to replenish its supplies and directing the slaves and maids to wash clothes

and do chores. "Damn, this is so boring. This little girl seems quite spirited, but how come her true colors haven't been revealed yet!" Ge Xiaoyao was getting impatient. Surely she couldn't have just finished spreading this false message to Bi Gan and Empress Jiang and then done nothing else? How could that be? Bored out of his mind, he uttered the words "true colors," and then his heart skipped a beat. "Damn! She really isn't a fox spirit, is she?" He focused intently on Yin Cui's swaying buttocks.

Yin Cui was a maid and didn't have silk clothes to wear; she wore fine cloth. However, the cloth was incredibly smooth, suggesting that Yin Cui was a skilled and charming woman who had altered her clothes to fit her perfectly. The silky smooth fabric skirt clung tightly to her full hips, round and perky, exuding a sensual charm with every sway and twist.

His gaze involuntarily drifted from her hips to her legs. Though slender, they were tightly closed, giving them a somewhat delicate feel. Moving upwards from her legs, his waist was incredibly slim, and her breasts, like unripe peaches, were smooth and rounded, though not voluptuous. Above her long, white neck, an oval face held two bright, single-phoenix eyes. Their flowing light, if conveying emotion, was quite alluring.

"Heh heh, I didn't expect her to be such a beauty. If she's properly groomed and grows up in a couple more years, she might not be much less stunning than her mistress, Empress Jiang!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He had only just begun to notice Yin Cui's beauty, and time had flown by. After all, beauty is always pleasing to the eye, and having a beautiful woman to feast one's eyes on is never boring!

After Ge Xiaoyao followed Yin Cui into the inner room to bathe, he realized that Yin Cui was indeed no ordinary woman. Actually, Ge Xiaoyao wasn't a lecher; he was simply puzzled that Yin Cui, without any sweat, had gone to report to Empress Jiang that she was going to bathe.

"Damn! Girls like to be clean, can't they take a bath if they're not sweaty?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but something still felt off. "Anyway, it won't take much effort, I'll just go and see!"

That's often how lecherous men are made. This time, Ge Xiaoyao was right. Yin Cui didn't go to fetch water to bathe at all. Instead, she carried the wooden bucket out of Empress Jiang's palace, found a secluded spot to put the bucket down, and headed straight for the Star-Picking Tower.

"Damn... this little girl is really something else! Where is she going, the Star-Picking Tower? What's she going there for?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, quickening his pace as he followed her.

Yin Cui looked around as she walked. When she encountered patrolling guards and maids, she slowed down and smiled sweetly. They knew each other well, and she was Empress Jiang's favorite, so the guards and maids naturally wouldn't stop her to question her. But once she passed the guards and maids, her pace suddenly quickened, as if she was afraid someone would see her.

While puzzled, Ge Xiaoyao stealthily followed her, only to see Yin Cui head straight for the Star-Picking Tower. Upon reaching the outside, she whispered something to the female guard, who then let her in.

"Damn! I didn't expect this little girl to be so capable. Even that female guard who ignores high-ranking officials is behaving in her favor! Hehe, let's go in and see what she's up to," Ge Xiaoyao thought as he quickly entered the Star-Picking Tower.

Ge Xiaoyao remained invisible, thus avoiding any questioning. He moved freely within the inner palace, and upon entering the tower, he casually touched the female guard's pretty face, leaving her bewildered. She drew her sword in a flash, but couldn't find her target. Touching her face, she wondered if it was just her imagination and sheathed her sword.

Meanwhile, Ge Xiaoyao had already followed Yin Cui straight to the third floor.

"Mmm...mmm..." From the third floor of the Star-Picking Tower, a chorus of lewd moans filled the air as King Zhou was flirting with a beautiful woman from the Eastern Yi region. Suddenly, Yin Cui relayed a message to someone, and King Zhou immediately ceased his lewd activities, ordering, "Bring her up!"

Ge Xiaoyao followed closely behind Yin Cui, watching her kneel before King Zhou and say, "This servant, Yin Cui, greets Your Majesty!" King Zhou

frowned and asked, "You are the Empress's maid?"

Yin Cui replied, "Yes, this servant has urgent business to report to Your Majesty!"

King Zhou nodded and said, "What is it? Speak quickly!"

Yin Cui glanced at the naked beauties surrounding King Zhou, her face flushing, but she remained silent, lowering her head.

King Zhou chuckled knowingly and said to the beauties, "You may all leave now!"

"Damn! What's going on...making it so mysterious?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, but had no time to ponder it further. He found a seat and coldly observed what Yin Cui had to say.

After all the beautiful women had left, leaving only King Zhou and Yin Cui on the third floor of the Star-Picking Tower, Yin Cui said, "Your Majesty, this morning I heard some news!"

King Zhou said, "Oh, what news?"

Yin Cui lowered her head and said, "This servant dares not speak, please forgive this servant's disrespect!"

"Damn! This little girl is quite good at whetting people's appetites, and she's quite adept at exonerating herself! Hmm... it seems there's going to be a good show soon..." Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, watching Yin Cui intently with great interest.

King Zhou smiled and said, "What is it? I will forgive your disrespect, speak!"

Yin Cui then said, "This morning I inadvertently learned that Her Majesty the Empress is going to meet with Bigan in the back garden of the central palace on the night of the full moon... in the garden..."

King Zhou frowned and said, "What are they going to do?"

"They... are going to have a secret rendezvous..." Yin Cui said.

King Zhou frowned even more deeply. "A date? What kind of date?"

"Damn it!" Ge Xiaoyao almost burst out laughing. "A date? King Zhou, are you out of your mind? Don't you know what a date is for?!"

Yin Cui replied, "This servant doesn't know..."

King Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, you can go back now!"

Yin Cui answered and was about to get up when King Zhou's face turned ashen. "This matter must not be told to anyone! Especially not to the Empress!"

Yin Cui hurriedly knelt down again and said, " This servant understands!"

King Zhou waved his hand and said, "Go. If anything else happens, report it directly to me!"

Yin Cui then withdrew.

"Damn it! I wondered what Yin Cui was up to. So she wanted to harm Bigan and Queen Jiang. Hmm... a good scheme. But I, Ge Xiaoyao, know about this. I can use this to my advantage. I just wonder if there's someone behind Yin Cui?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, while observing King Zhou's reaction.

King Zhou sat there blankly for a long while, then suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up, angrily saying, "You wicked Grand Tutor and Queen Mother, I want to see what shameful things you two will do!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly, quietly left the Star-Picking Tower, returned to the Pleasure Pavilion, lay down on his bed, and slept soundly. Then he prepared a medicinal meal for King Zhou and personally delivered it to the Star-Picking Tower.

King Zhou was overjoyed; after all, he knew that the Marquis of Anle's medicinal meal was the strongest guarantee of his debauchery.

The next day at court, Ge Xiaoyao did not stand at the front, but instead mingled among the officials. In recent days, he had become quite friendly with them. These court officials knew that Ge Xiaoyao was a favorite of King Zhou, and they had all witnessed the city-wide manhunt to punish those accused of spreading heresy and plotting treason, as well as the horrific torture of branding with hot irons. They all both respected and feared Ge Xiaoyao, constantly trying to curry favor with the Marquis of Anle. Ge Xiaoyao, naturally, had to lower his guard and give them face.

Actually, since that torture incident, all the barbecue restaurants in Chaoge City had suffered from a lack of business and were forced to close. Several court officials who were behind the barbecue restaurants, although dissatisfied with Ge Xiaoyao, dared not show it and instead became even more friendly.

Ge Xiaoyao naturally knew the reason for this, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he treated them even more warmly, occasionally giving them small gifts worth tens of thousands of taels of gold, keeping them completely obedient. These small gifts were worth far more than they had earned from running their barbecue restaurants for ten years.

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. Ge Xiaoyao understood this principle clearly back in kindergarten, and during his time in the underworld, he applied it with unparalleled skill and mastery, combining theory with practice.

Although Ge Xiaoyao and his friends chatted animatedly in private, when it came to King Zhou's council, the ministers remained silent, like the Kitchen God with his mouth stuck with sesame candy. Just as King Zhou was about to adjourn the court, a man stepped forward from the ranks of ministers and announced, "Your subject has something to report!"

"Damn! How dare he still cause trouble!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "He's been causing trouble for over ten days now, engaging in a daily verbal battle with King Zhou before finally stopping. Has he developed a verbal disorder?"

King Zhou frowned, closed his eyes to calm himself, and said, "Uncle Bigan, what advice do you have now? Please speak quickly!"

In truth, ever since the torture of burning alive began, Bigan seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. His only activity each day was advising King Zhou, urging him to prioritize state affairs, de-emphasize personal desires, befriend virtuous ministers, and distance himself from sycophants. He truly lived up to his title of Imperial Tutor and Prime Minister of the Shang Dynasty; he was indeed knowledgeable and eloquent, spouting verses about the Yellow Emperor and Yan Emperor, Gao Yao and Zhuanxu, Yao, Shun, Yu, and Xia, citing classical texts with great eloquence. It wasn't a proper discussion; it was clearly a political lecture for King Zhou.

King Zhou, full of energy and eager to enjoy the alluring beauties of the Star-Picking Tower and the Heavenly Palace, had no interest in such a dry political lesson. But Bigan was his uncle, and he couldn't interrupt him in court. Each time, he was so angry he fidgeted, his head swelling to two feet high.

Fortunately, Ge Xiaoyao secretly offered guidance. He was just being unreasonable and making a scene, like a scholar encountering a soldier – polite arguments were useless, and the saying "a cultured rogue is more dangerous than a scholar" held true. In the end, a few words were enough to silence Bi Gan, and the court session finally ended.

King Zhou, seeing Bi Gan step forward again, fearing he would start arguing incessantly, cursed inwardly, "Do you think I don't know what you're up to tonight? Don't blame me for not showing any kinship!" But aloud he said, "Tonight is a full moon night. I wish to share the joy with the people. I will visit the city during the day to observe their lives, and tonight I will enjoy the bright moon with my ministers at the Star-Picking Tower. Uncle Bi Gan, are you free?"

Bi Gan, of course, was unwilling to go to the Star-Picking Tower, otherwise he would be furious. Remembering his appointment with Queen Jiang, he immediately replied, "I will be waiting by lamplight tonight..." " I will leave the affairs of the various vassal states to my

own devices and will not accompany Your Majesty any longer!" Upon hearing this, King Zhou was filled with rage and gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "Not going to the Star-Picking Tower is clearly a prelude to a secret rendezvous with Lady Jiang! Humph, let's see how I deal with you!" He then said aloud, "In that case, I will trouble you, Uncle King. The court session is adjourned for today. I must go and observe the people's conditions! Ministers, please disperse!"

Bi Gan was about to speak again, but King Zhou had already stepped down from his throne and walked out of the hall on his own. The ministers had also dispersed. Helpless, he could only sigh, shake his head, and turn away.

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