[Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing] (Chapter 54)

Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing, Chapter 54: Zhao Min's Shadow

Author: wolui

September 10, 2015

The Lion-Slaying Assembly organized by the Northern Shaolin Temple ended abruptly, with Zhao Zhijing suddenly appearing and suppressing the entire event. He announced to the world that
the Dragon-Slaying Saber was in his hands, causing most of those who had targeted Xie Xun because of the saber to fall silent.

Later, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan disrupted the proceedings, leading to the appearance of Li Canghai, disguised as a sweeping monk.

After the commotion, Murong Bo and his son Murong Fu learned that they did not actually have the blood of the Great Yan Dynasty. Overwhelmed
with disappointment, they lost all will to continue their struggle for supremacy and left Mount Song in despair, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao Yuanshan, on the other hand, returned to the Liao Kingdom with Xiao Feng and the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

Li Canghai, now a woman, was being held back by her sister Li Qiushui. With nowhere else to go, she would likely be traveling with her sister for some
time .

After Chen Youliang, Elder Xu, Quan Guanqing, and others were killed by Zhao Zhijing, the Beggars' Sect temporarily elected Elder
Lu Youjiao as acting leader, essentially circling back to the original story.

Then, Zhao Zhijing single-handedly broke through the Shaolin Three Elders' Subduing Demon Vajra Circle formation, rescuing Xie Xun,
thus ending the Shaolin Lion-Slaying Assembly.

Zhang Wuji, though wanting to rescue his adoptive father, knew he could do nothing at this point; Xie Xun's imprisonment at
Longhu Mountain was better than at Shaolin Temple, allowing him to visit him or, when the time was right, plead with the Quanzhen Sect to release him.

Yue Buqun, dressed in red robes, left Shaolin Temple with Xianyu Tong, Gongsun Zhi, Zuo Lengchan, and others,
heading towards the Songshan Sect on the other side of Mount Song. The Shaolin Lion-Slaying Assembly was supposed to be a golden opportunity for him to show off, but
Zhao Zhijing made a triumphant return, riding the wave of his victory over Temujin, making everyone else mere supporting characters.

Yue Buqun killed Mu Renqing and Feng Qingyang, and fearing exposure, he dared not linger. Taking advantage of Zhao Zhijing's attempt to break through
the Demon-Subduing Vajra Circle, he led his team away.

Zuo Lengchan was defeated by him and further poisoned and controlled, unable to resist. The Songshan Sect thus became the temporary headquarters of the Five Mountains Sword
Alliance leader .

In a secluded room within the Songshan Sect, a pale-faced young man lay weakly on the bed,
his breath faint. This was Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect.

In his attempt to rescue Yue Lingshan, who was imprisoned by Yue Buqun, he had his meridians severed by Yue Buqun.
After being forced to reveal the secrets of the Dugu Nine Swords, he had all his internal energy neutralized by a power-dissolving drug, leaving him completely
powerless .

At this moment, the door opened, and a beautiful woman dressed as a young woman in white entered, carrying a food box.

Although she was dressed as a married woman, her brows were filled with youthful innocence. Her slender figure lacked the allure of a mature woman,
making her appear more like a virgin.

It was Yue Lingshan.

Upon seeing Linghu Chong's weakened state, her eyes reddened, but she quickly held back her tears, walked to the bedside, and
softly asked, "Senior Brother, how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

Despite his miserable state, Linghu Chong forced a smile and said, "Junior Sister, you don't need to come every day... I
... I'm fine."

Yue Lingshan lowered her head and whispered, "Senior Brother, I've made some soup. Drink it while it's hot."

With that, she helped Linghu Chong sit up and fed him the soup.

Linghu Chong sighed, "You...you're not fully recovered yourself, you've overworked yourself like this..."

Yue Lingshan's tears suddenly streamed down her face as she cried, "It's...we're sorry, if it weren't for saving me,
how could you have ended up like this...Waaah...Father...Father doesn't even know why things turned out this way...Waaah
..."

Linghu Chong quickly said, "Don't cry...don't cry...if the people watching outside hear this, they'll think
something terrible has happened."

"Waaah...I...I don't care...Mother...Mother is missing too...even if he stabs me to death with a sword
...it doesn't matter...Waaah..."

"Junior Sister, don't be like this. Junior Brother Lin is probably out there trying to find a way to save you."

Yue Lingshan wiped away her tears and sobbed, "He... he also practiced that skill, and now he's probably become
like Father, neither human nor ghost..."

Calming down a bit, Yue Lingshan continued, "Besides, I've figured it out. He only
married me to cover up his true feelings; he probably never loved me... Even though I helped him escape, his
gaze towards me was still cold... Waaah... Waaah..."

Linghu Chong sighed, his heart aching with bitterness, unsure how to respond. In this world, he and Ren
Yingying had no further connection; his heart had always belonged to this beautiful junior sister before him.

Yue Lingshan whispered, "I... I've decided. I will stay by Senior Brother's side for the rest of my life and take
care of you..."

Yue Lingshan was truly moved by Linghu Chong. If it weren't for saving her, he wouldn't have ended up in such
a terrible state. Deep down, she felt a sense of despair towards both Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi. Knowing that her senior brother had always loved her, she felt
a profound sense of guilt and decided to spend her entire life atoning for Linghu Chong, who had become a cripple.

Linghu Chong was overwhelmed with emotion, feeling that with Yue Lingshan's words, he would
be willing to .

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside.

Then, a sharp shout rang out: "Yue Buqun, you murdered Mu Renqing and Feng Qingyang, what right do you have to be
the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect?"

Linghu Chong trembled and blurted out, "It's Master Zhao of the Quanzhen Sect! He's actually here!"

Immediately afterward, the sounds of fighting erupted outside the room, followed by the screams of those monitoring them
. Soon, the door was pushed open, and in entered was Gongsun Zhi, the master of the Valley of Heartbreak.

Under the astonished gazes of the two, Gongsun Zhi said, "Gentlemen, I have come
to rescue ."

Gongsun Zhi, being cowardly and afraid of death, had experienced the effects of the Life-and-Death Talisman and dared not disobey Zhao Zhijing's
orders , having no choice but to obey.

In the main hall of the Songshan Sect, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, Xianyu Tong, and a group of disciples were arrayed,
confronting Zhao Zhijing.

Yue Buqun, his face ashen, shouted in a shrill voice, "Master Zhao, don't make false accusations! Uncle Feng
and Senior Brother Mu have been traveling for many years, and I haven't seen them for years. Besides, we have no enmity, so why would I harm them? Furthermore,
Uncle Feng and Senior Brother Mu are members of my sect, and have nothing to do with you. This is the territory of my Five Mountains Sword Sect, you..."
"Such a sudden intrusion is unbecoming of your status as a leader of the martial arts world!"

Zhao Zhijing said calmly. "Though there be thousands against me, I will go. I am capable of managing all matters, large and small, in the martial arts world."

Xianyu Tong said in a deep voice, "So, Sect Leader Zhao is determined to be our enemy?"

Zhao Zhijing said coldly, "Xianyu Tong, you surrendered to the Mongol Prince Ruyang's Mansion long ago. I would have killed you long ago.
Where is that old scoundrel, Bai Sun Dao Ren? Call him out too, otherwise you won't even have the strength to fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man dressed in a Taoist robe flashed out from the back hall, looking at Zhao Zhijing with hatred
. It was none other than Bai Sun Dao Ren, a master of the Four Great Masters level.

Zhao Zhijing, alone with his sword, dared not be careless in his intrusion. Although he was full of confidence, he still gathered
his strength, preparing to kill his enemy in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Xianyu Tong suddenly said, "Sect Leader Zhao, if you are willing to surrender, Her Majesty the Empress will grant you the title of ruler of the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Zhijing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Zhao Min? Ha, with the Liao, Jin, and Qing rebelling, and the Mongol Empire
unstable, she's too busy to even think about persuading me to surrender?"

Xianyu Tong said in a deep voice, "She's nothing but a clown. As long as the Empress comes out, she can easily suppress everything.
Her Majesty is stronger than the Great Khan of yesteryear!" Zhao Zhijing felt a slight chill in his heart,

but said disdainfully, "Temujin died at my hands. That little
girl Zhao Min, haha, so arrogant."

"Then there's nothing to discuss."

Xianyu Tong took a step back. Suddenly, Zhao Zhijing felt a tremor in his heart, as if a great danger
was about to descend .

Before he could react, purple energy inexplicably surged from the floor of the Songshan Sect's hall, enveloping Zhao Zhijing
completely.

The sorcerer knew he was in trouble and tried to fly away with a light step.

Unexpectedly, under the purple aura, he felt as if a heavy burden had been added to his body. He leaped up slightly, only to be
pressed back to his original position.

Then, apart from Bai Sun Dao Ren, Yue Buqun, Xian Yu Tong, and a few others, all the disciples of the Songshan Sect, including
Zuo Lengchan , were enveloped in a dark purple light and lost their self-awareness like wooden sculptures.

Yue Buqun seemed equally surprised, staring at Xian Yutong and demanding in a sharp voice, "What happened?
How could they be like this?"

Xian Yutong retreated to Bai Sun Daoren's side, ignoring Yue Buqun's questioning, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Yue,
this is a golden opportunity, why not take this chance to finish off the enemy?"

Yue Buqun seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "What you gave them probably wasn't
the Three Corpse Brain God Pill at all!"

Xian Yutong simply said, "This temporary formation won't last long, Senior Brother Yue, don't waste your time."

Yue Buqun snorted coldly, turned around, looked at Zhao Zhijing who was sealed by the purple aura, his gaze sharpened, and with a
flick of his longsword, he thrust it towards the other's vital points.

Zhao Zhijing knew he had fallen into a trap, but his current skill had already transcended the ordinary. Although the purple
aura was strange, it seemed to originate from the life force of those hundreds of Songshan Sect disciples, so this formation
couldn't last.

And although his movements were restricted, he was not afraid of Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun's longsword came swiftly like a ghost. The slow-moving Zhao Zhijing could only barely push it away with his hand
and then sidestep.

But this seemingly slow-motion movement actually deflected the sword, as if Yue Buqun himself had brought
the sword to his palm.

Although Yue Buqun's movements were strangely swift, his skill and martial arts cultivation were far inferior to Zhao Zhijing's.
Frankly , if he hadn't fled, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even ten blows from Qiao Feng, let alone Zhao Zhijing.

He unleashed a series of killing moves, but Zhao Zhijing neutralized them all, not even managing to touch the hem of his clothes.

"Damn it!"

Yue Buqun screamed and attacked again. Zhao Zhijing could now feel the
intensity of the purple energy binding him weakening, and the surrounding Songshan Sect disciples were half-dead. Feeling reassured, he continued to parry and counter.

Unexpectedly, a strange change occurred. Yue Buqun suddenly screamed and fell backward. Then, a ball of purple light
separated from his body, transforming into sharp sword energy that pierced straight at Zhao Zhijing!

This was completely unexpected by the demonic cultivator. In his haste, he could only barely block with his hand, letting out a muffled groan as a burst of blood erupted
from his right chest—he had been stabbed.

Then, the ball of purple energy emitted a melodious, bell-like laugh, transforming into a female phantom figure that stood suspended in mid-air.

Xianyu Tong and Baisun Daoist immediately knelt down and shouted, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress!"

Zhao Zhijing hurriedly pressed several acupoints on his chest to control his injuries and asked in a deep voice, "Zhao Min!?"

The purple phantom could only be barely seen in outline, but it was tall and graceful, and a calm voice came out: "I
am the Mongol Empress, Minmin Temur!"

Zhao Zhijing saw Yue Buqun lying on the ground, barely breathing, and
the disciples , and couldn't help but curse, "What a black heart, Minmin Temur? You might as well call her Minmin Black Fungus!"

Black Fungus?

The phantom of Zhao Min seemed to be stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what the other party was talking about.

"Oh, no, it shouldn't have been used. It should still be pink. Hmm, Minmin, pink fungus..."

Zhao Min snorted and shouted, "Nonsense! Zhao Zhijing, today I will take your life!"

Zhao Zhijing secretly used his internal energy to suppress his injuries, trying to buy time. He quickly asked, "How did you know I
would come here?"

Zhao Min seemed to be in a good mood and said disdainfully, "Back then, you were blessed by Heaven on the Great Grassland. Hmph, I am most sensitive to the aura of
Heaven 's lackeys. I knew you were in Western Xia a long time ago. You think you're so clever, but you don't know that Ning Zhongze
and the others were actually driven to the border between Western Xia and the Central Plains by me. Otherwise, how could they
have escaped so easily over a thousand miles?"

Zhao Zhijing was secretly alarmed. If what she said was true, wouldn't all his actions have been calculated by this
cunning woman?

Zhao Min gave him no further chance to stall for time. A flash of purple energy condensed into sword energy, and she softly shouted, "Although I
could only unleash the first move when I appeared in this lower plane, it would be an honor to die under the Heart Sword Divine Technique.
Take this, Heart Soars, Sword Rising!"

Instantly, the purple sword energy transformed into a purple sun, hovering in mid-air. Then, the brilliant sword energy turned
into starlight, accompanied by a sharp sword whistle, cascading down like a waterfall, covering the entire space, dazzling and mesmerizing to all who beheld it.
It was almost mythical. Such power was difficult for Zhao Zhijing to withstand

, even without any obstruction, let alone when he was restricted by the purple aura ! 　　The demonic cultivator gritted his teeth, preparing to unleash a desperate technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique. 　　Just then, a soft shout rang out: "Free and Unfettered Wind Control!" 　　A beautiful woman in white appeared before Zhao Zhijing, raising her palms upwards to create a field of true energy that forcefully blocked the purple sword energy. 　　It was Li Canghai, who had reverted to her female form! 　　The purple sword energy continuously pierced the field, producing bursts of energy explosions and creating visible ripples , but it couldn't break through Li Canghai's defense. 　　"Ah!" 　　Li Canghai cried out softly, taking a step back, but all the sword energy was blocked. 　　Zhao Min's illusory figure said incredulously, "Who are you? Is there such a master in this world? How could you block this sword so hastily ?" 　　The purple aura surrounding her illusory figure had dimmed, clearly indicating significant energy depletion from the previous attack. 　　Li Canghai remained silent, suppressing his fluctuating qi and blood as he warily watched the purple phantom before him. 　　Seeing this, Bai Sun Dao Ren shouted, "Who dares to disrupt Her Majesty the Empress's grand plan!" 　　With that, he lunged forward, unleashing the Xuanming Divine Palm with both palms, striking towards Li Canghai with a whoosh. 　　As a master of the Four Absolutes level, his full-force attack was naturally formidable, especially the incredibly vicious Xuanming Divine Palm; even before it reached him, the icy wind of the palm strike was already upon him. 　　However, after comprehending the Free and Unfettered Wind Control Realm, Li Canghai's strength had nearly rivaled that of the founder of the Free and Unfettered Sect, Xiaoyaozi. Even Four Absolutes level masters like Xiao Yuanshan or Murong Bo would find it difficult to withstand a single blow from him, let alone Bai Sun Dao Ren. 　　The vicious Xuanming Palm force dissipated three feet away from Li Canghai's body, like snow melting in spring. 　　Just as Bai Sun Dao Ren was stunned, Li Canghai struck out with what seemed like an ordinary palm strike, aiming for the top of his head. Bai 　　Sun Dao Ren felt as if that slender, jade-like hand had sealed off the entire space. No matter how tried to resist or dodge, it was futile; he could only be killed by that single palm strike, leaving him terrified. 　　At that moment, a purple sword aura shot out, barely blocking Li Canghai's palm strike. 　　It was Zhao Min who had saved him at the crucial moment. 　　However, her illusory figure dimmed even more, as if it were about to disappear at any moment. 　　"You two, run quickly! My avatar can't hold out much longer," 　　Zhao Min ordered, then gave a soft shout. The purple aura that had been used to seal Zhao Zhijing immediately surged back to her illusory figure, making it more solid. 　　Bai Sun Dao Ren, having escaped death, didn't hesitate and quickly fled with Xian Yu Tong. 　　Although Zhao Zhijing had regained his freedom, he dared not pursue because of the watchful eye of Zhao Min's illusory figure. 　　He stood beside Li Canghai, his innate skill at its peak, and laughed, "The former princess of Ruyang Prince's Mansion has now become the Mongol Empress. But are you still you?" 　　This was Zhao Zhijing's biggest concern. What kind of thing ? It could instantly transform an ordinary person into an invincible master—it was truly beyond imagination. 　　Zhao Min's illusory figure didn't attack again. Her purple energy was almost exhausted, and she could no longer kill Zhao Zhijing. She smiled and said, "Zhao Min is still Zhao Min. But Zhao Zhijing is probably no longer Zhao Zhijing, isn't he?" 　　The demonic Taoist felt a chill. Judging from this girl's tone, did she know he was a transmigrator? 　　But on the surface, he remained expressionless, coldly saying, "What a joke! I have always been the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, dedicated to eliminating demons and protecting the Song Dynasty." 　　Zhao Min smiled and said, "No need to rush to deny it. The truth will come out eventually. Hehe, you suddenly disappeared on the Mongolian grasslands and then instantly appeared in the Western Xia territory. Even the will of Heaven couldn't accomplish such a thing. How did you manage to do it?" 　　Zhao Zhijing's heart skipped a beat. Even the will of Heaven couldn't teleport across long distances in this plane. So how could Mingkong, an outsider, do it? This involves spatial manipulation. Logically speaking, such a thing is impossible in a low-level martial arts plane. 　　Then Zhao Min turned to Li Canghai and said, "I never thought there would be such a powerful woman in the world. I'm afraid even Zhang Sanfeng, who was once hailed as the number one martial arts master, might not be your match. Was the move you just used the Qi Wandering Heaven and Earth from the Heavenly Freedom Chapter? Why do you know martial arts from a mid-level plane?" 　　Li Canghai had no idea what she was talking about and could only remain silent. 　　Zhao Zhijing's mind raced: "Intermediate plane? What's the connection between that 'Celestial Freedom Chapter' and the Freedom Sect? 'Freedom and wind, roaming the heavens and earth'?" 　　Zhao Min continued, "Your cultivation method seems to have traces of Buddhist Zen techniques, but in this plane, the 'Celestial Freedom Chapter' can't possibly reach the state of 'Limitless Freedom,' so it doesn't need the Bodhi Proof Divine Art to suppress it. Your dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism is superfluous." 　　Li Canghai was startled. The notes left by the founder of the Freedom Sect had said that if one could achieve the state of 'Freedom and Wind Control,' one should not be impatient and should ideally practice Buddhist Zen techniques to prevent accidents. 　　This was one of the reasons she hid in Shaolin Temple to practice Buddhist internal energy after achieving the state of 'Freedom and Wind Control.' But listening to Zhao Min, she seemed to understand all the reasons. 　　Neither Zhao Zhijing nor Li Canghai had read "The Mysterious Divine Weapon," so naturally they couldn't understand what Zhao Min was saying. 　　At this moment, Zhao Min's illusory figure grew increasingly dim, and she said, "Zhao Zhijing, thanks to this sister's rescue today, I was unable to kill you. But next time, you won't be so lucky." 　　With that, the purple aura gradually dissipated, and the illusory figure finally vanished. 　　Deep in the distant Mongolian grasslands, the large tent where Temujin had always stayed had changed hands. 　　The tall and beautiful Zhao Min sat cross-legged, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, murmuring, "Such a scheme, yet I still couldn't kill that person. What a pity." 　　Then, she silently recited in her mind, "Please check the identity of the woman who seems to use the Heavenly Freedom Technique." 　　A moment later, a mechanical voice sounded in her mind: "According to this program's records, the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon have repeated approximately 70,000 times, but no such woman has appeared. Other related planes have also been checked, but there are no records." 　　Then, after a pause, it added, "One point for the host's reference: this technique for controlling true qi is related to the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon..."

"The image bears a striking resemblance to the Sweeping Monk in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion."

Zhao Min's expression shifted, and she asked, "Zhao Zhijing just came from Shaolin. Could that Sweeping Monk actually be a woman?" "

I cannot answer. There is no record of a Sweeping Monk being a woman."

Zhao Min then asked, "In previous reincarnations, were all people and things unchanged?"

"Yes, for example, in the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber world, you always betrayed the Ruyang Prince's Mansion and married
Zhang Wuji , loving him without regret."

Zhao Min gave a cold laugh and muttered to herself, "Is that so? Although I knew beforehand, it's still hard to believe. Do
I always end up marrying such a weak-willed and mediocre person? It turns out my life is just a
drama manipulated and watched by others. How interesting."

"Then, this time, I, Minmin Temur, will definitely forge my own path!
The will of heaven that manipulates my life, and those lackeys of that will, will all be slain by my sword!"

"Dimensional Rescue Program, China Low-Martial Group X5509527, is willing to serve the host...
The power left behind by the previous host, Temujin, has been exhausted. Please recover from your injuries as soon as possible."

Zhao Min nodded, sighed softly, and began to meditate again.

Inside the Songshan Sect, Zhao Zhijing looked at the corpses of Songshan Sect disciples scattered on the ground and felt a chill run down his spine. Zhao Min
had clearly used the life force of these people to condense that strange purple aura; it was truly ruthless.

He took two steps forward, looking at the dying Yue Buqun, and couldn't help but ask, "Sect Leader Yue, can you tell me
what happened?"

Yue Buqun's eyes dimmed, and he murmured, "The Five Mountains Sword Sect... the Five Mountains Sword Sect is finished... I... I have failed
my founder... I deserve to die..."

Then, he looked at Zhao Zhijing and said, "I was controlled by those Mongols... Xianyu Tong and his men
suddenly appeared, and I happened to be beginning my self-castration to practice swordsmanship, feeling terrified. It was... it was I who was bewitched by that evil
magic ... Otherwise, no matter how ambitious I, Yue Buqun, am, I would not have been so heartless as to become a lackey of the Mongols...
and I would not have harmed my junior sister and Lingshan..."

Zhao Zhijing somewhat believed this. Although Yue Buqun was a hypocrite, as a native of the
Song , he wouldn't necessarily be a traitor. But as for Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan, having practiced the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique to a deep level, he would naturally
become abnormal, and how he would treat them was uncertain.

Yue Buqun gasped for breath and said, "I have no regrets about dying, I only hope that the Huashan lineage will not be cut off.
Chong'er was harmed by me and can no longer practice martial arts. I hope that Headmaster Zhao can consider the fate of our fellow martial artists and pass on
the position of Huashan Headmaster to my nephew Yuan Chengzhi..."

Although his character was not good, he had worked hard for many years and was wholeheartedly trying to carry on the Huashan Sect.

Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "I will ensure that the Huashan Sect's lineage continues."

Yue Buqun nodded with his last strength and whispered, "Thank you..."

Then, he passed away peacefully.

Zhao Zhijing sighed softly, turned around and asked, "I thank Fellow Daoist Li for saving my life, but I don't know
why you suddenly appeared?"

Li Canghai said calmly, "You went ahead first. We were originally going to follow slowly. But after I mastered
the Free and Easy Wind Control technique, I became very sensitive to the energy of heaven and earth. I did notice some unusual changes at the Songshan Sect,
so I quickened my pace to come and see, and just then I saw you in danger."

She paused, then said expressionlessly, "You don't need to worry too much. In terms of martial arts, you're not much worse than me. You
just fell into a trap."

After learning about the Lion-Slaying Assembly, Zhao Zhijing immediately rushed to the nearby Songshan Sect. Li Qiushui and the others
followed , but their pace was naturally slower than Zhao Zhijing's, so they arrived later.

At this moment, footsteps came from the side hall, and Gongsun Zhi burst out with Linghu Cong and Yue Lingshan.

Seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, he assumed that Zhao Zhijing had killed everyone, and a chill ran down his spine. He quickly and respectfully
said, "Sect Leader Zhao, Young Hero Linghu and Miss Yue have been rescued. We have fulfilled our mission."

Not long after, Li Qiushui, Wuyazi, Wang Yuyan, Li Qinglu, Ning Zhongze, Xia Qingqing, and others arrived
.

Upon seeing Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan quickly helped Linghu Chong over, exclaiming with delight, "Mother, you
're alright ! That's wonderful!"

Ning Zhongze, seeing Linghu Chong's emaciated appearance, couldn't help but feel her eyes redden, and she said sorrowfully, "Chong'er, you've suffered so much
..."

Then she saw Yue Buqun's corpse lying on the ground, and her whole body trembled. A mix of emotions surged within her
, indescribable. Finally, she could only let out a long sigh and ask Zhao Zhijing, "Sect Leader Zhao, was it
... was it you who killed him?"

The events that had just occurred were too bizarre for Zhao Zhijing to explain clearly. He simply nodded and said in a deep voice, "
Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan set an ambush together, and I killed them all."

Ning Zhongze was stunned, her lips trembling slightly. After a long while, she finally said, "He committed many unrighteous acts,
and it's no wonder he met such an end..."

As she spoke, two lines of tears unknowingly slid down her cheeks.

Yue Lingshan couldn't stop her tears; after all, he was her father, and she had feelings for him.

Linghu Chong sighed and said softly, "Junior Sister, help me kneel down."

With that, he respectfully kowtowed three times to Yue Buqun's corpse, supported by Yue Lingshan.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing stepped forward and asked in a concerned tone, "Young Master Linghu, may I take your pulse?"

Yue Lingshan's eyes lit up, and she quickly took Linghu Chong's hand, pleading, "Sect Leader Zhao, please
save Senior Brother."

Zhao Zhijing said solemnly, "Young Master Linghu is the future pillar of the Central Plains martial arts world. If there is even a glimmer of hope, I
will do everything in my power."

With that, he placed his hand on Linghu Chong's pulse.

After a long while, Zhao Zhijing slowly shook his head, saying, "Difficult...difficult...difficult..."

Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan immediately showed disappointment, their eyes reddening again.

Linghu Chong laughed nonchalantly, saying, "Life and death are predestined. At least I can still drink now, haha."

Zhao Zhijing frowned, saying, "It's not entirely hopeless, but Young Hero Linghu's meridians are currently
severed , and it's difficult to recover with external force. You must rely on yourself."

Yue Lingshan immediately pressed, "Sect Leader Zhao, is there any way?"

Zhao Zhijing pondered for a moment, then said, "This humble Taoist knows of a technique that, once mastered, can reshape the meridians, but..."
"The training process is extremely dangerous and the conditions are harsh."

Ning Zhongze, more mature and cautious, asked, "Then what is the success rate of practicing this skill?"

Zhao Zhijing shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. My knowledge is not complete, and I need to organize it.
How about , since this matter is settled, you will follow me back to Longhu Mountain. Along the way, I will think about the treatment plan."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan exchanged a glance and nodded.

Ning Zhongze asked, "What type of skill is this, and what is it called?"

Zhao Zhijing smiled and said, "This skill is called the Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Art, a unique
skill that combines the styles of Daoism and Demonism."

Since being blessed by Heaven, Zhao Zhijing has gained a deeper understanding of this world, and the various unique skills and techniques from
the Tang Dynasty seem to have found some common ground.

Linghu Chong's appearance at this time was the perfect guinea pig.

So, the group headed towards Longhu Mountain.

Li Canghai originally intended to leave alone, but couldn't resist her sister Li Qiushui's urging and was forced to follow. However, she
had nowhere else to go, so it didn't bother her.

Besides, even after so many years, encountering Wu Yazi, whom she had liked back then, stirred a slight ripple
in .

Meanwhile, the news of Zhao Zhijing's reappearance, and his overwhelming power at the Lion-Slaying Assembly, resounded like
thunder throughout the Central Plains martial arts world, drawing everyone's attention.

That evening, they passed through a small town and stayed at an inn.

Ning Zhongze, however, quietly went to the town's clinic.

An old man took her pulse and frowned, saying, "Your pulse is unstable, clearly indicating that there is still
residual poison in your body. I can treat some common ailments, but I have no
clue about poisons from the martial arts world. I'm sorry."

Ning Zhongze felt dizzy and couldn't help but ask, "Is there really no way?"

The old man thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Unless you are the one who concocted the poison, it is extremely difficult for an outsider to cure this poison. But
from what you've said, it's a non-lethal aphrodisiac. As long as it can be expelled when it takes effect, it's fine. I see that you
are a woman, so you can ask your husband to take care of it when it takes effect. After a few times, the poison will naturally subside and
you will eventually recover."

Ning Zhongze nodded dejectedly and took her leave.

As she walked, she felt unwell. Her body was inexplicably getting hotter and hotter, and her lower body was itchy,
just like when the aphrodisiac was just taking effect. But she dared not speak of these shameful matters. Upon arriving in town,
she secretly sought a doctor's examination, and indeed, the aphrodisiac in her body had not been completely eradicated.

In truth, the pills Zhao Zhijing had secretly given her were no ordinary medicine; how could one use them to permanently
eliminate the problem? If he only wanted to have sex with her once, the aphrodisiac Yun Zhonghe had given him would have sufficed; why would the sorcerer need to
add ?

Ning Zhongze felt her entire body burning hot, her legs probably already wet, and images of a naked man's body and his large, thick penis kept
flashing .

Fearing something might happen outside, she quickly used her lightness skill to rush back to the inn, intending to take a cold shower to clear her head.

Just as she returned to her room, she heard strange noises coming from next door.

"Ah...ah ah...no...ah ah...don't do this...Yu Yan...Yu Yan is so embarrassed...
ah ah..."

Ning Zhongze trembled all over, thinking to herself, "That voice is Miss Wang? But that direction is clearly towards Master Zhao's
room . Right, I heard that Miss Wang and that Miss Li are both Master Zhao's wives and concubines. Could it be, could it be that they are
doing that kind of thing?"

The faint moans made Ning Zhongze forget about taking a bath. She only felt itchy all over,
so she pressed herself against the wall, closed her eyes, and breathed heavily, listening carefully to the sounds coming from the other side.

In the next room, Zhao Zhijing, Wang Yu Yan, and Li Qinglu were all naked and entangled on
the bed .

Wang Yu Yan leaned crookedly in the Taoist priest's arms, her legs spread apart, and the man's large hand was pressed on her vulva
, his fingers constantly fiddling with it.

Li Qinglu sat to the side with a smile, watching.

"Yu Yan, you've released so much lustful fluid, does it feel good?"

Hearing the man's teasing, Wang Yu Yan's pretty face turned bright red, and she murmured, "Ugh... don't bully me... ah
..."

Zhao Zhijing grinned lewdly, his fingers rhythmically sweeping across the girl's vulva, causing her to gush with lustful fluid, and he teased
, "Like a pipa, I'm embraced at an angle, letting you play the notes of the zither."

Wang Yu Yan's mind immediately conjured up
the image of herself being embraced at an angle by the man, letting his devilish hands lightly pluck the strings between her legs, playing with the notes of the zither, and her whole body went limp.

Li Qinglu, who was next to her, exclaimed, "Wow, Master, what a literary talent! Is there more?"

After saying that, she leaned down, moved closer, and grasped Zhao Zhijing's big penis with her slender hand,
gave it a kiss , and then began to stroke it.

Zhao Zhijing, inspired, saw Li Qinglu, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, bowing her head in a charming manner as she served him, and recited:
"Red candles reflect her blushing face, kneeling before your cock. Bowing her head to your knees, where is she not pitiful?"

This lewd poem was undoubtedly Zhao Zhijing's own creation, and seeing him recite it so casually,
both Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu were stunned.

Li Qinglu, however, became playful and cutely pouted, saying, "Master, you're so amazing. In a moment, Qinglu will
make another move, and you'll recite another line of poetry for me."

Zhao Zhijing smiled and nodded.

Li Qinglu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then grasped his cock, letting the glans brush against her firm breasts
a few times. Then, mischievously, she clamped the shaft between her arms, hiding the large rod under her armpit.

Afterward, the little girl looked at Zhao Zhijing with a smug expression.

The sorcerer laughed and said, "What's so difficult about that? 'Following the peaks, it seeps into my armpits, silently nourishing me.'"

Wang Yuyan, of course, had heard this famous line from the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, and immediately looked like she was about to faint. She retorted,
"Good rain knows its season, it falls when spring arrives, it follows the wind into the night, silently nourishing all things… Where…where is it
like what you're saying, sir…"

Zhao Zhijing straightened his face, inserted his middle finger into Wang Yuyan's fleshy opening, and quickly probed a few times, making the
peach blossom cave beneath the black fuzz flow like a babbling brook. He snorted and said, "You don't have to speak when I touch you, yet a stream forms beneath!"

Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes, but the girl was moaning and groaning as the man's rough fingers dug into her, unable
to utter a word of rebuttal.

"Haha, Yuyan, you're well-read, and you're always eager to teach others during martial arts competitions. Your virtues speak for themselves, and your influence is evident
. Happy Teacher's Day!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing also became aroused, picked up Wang Yuyan, made her lie on the couch like a little female dog, and then mounted her
.

Wang Yuyan protested, "Waaah... I... I don't want this shameful position... Waaah..."

Zhao Zhijing lewdly laughed, "Yuyan, have you ever heard the saying 'A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and to truly understand this, one must practice it'? To practice it,
naturally, is this position."

"Waaah... Clearly... Clearly, it's true that what you learn from books is never enough, to truly understand this, one must experience it firsthand... Ahh...
So... So thick... Waaah... It's... It's in..."

Wang Yuyan had been fucked so many times that she was already used to it, and her body had become sensitive. Just now, she was just naturally
shy and hesitant, but now that it was actually inserted, she raised her round, snow-white buttocks and gently pushed to cooperate.

"Ah... Ahh... No... Don't be so forceful...
Ahh... So thick... The thick thing is inserted all the way inside me... Ahh... Ahh... So shameful... Soaah... Ah..."

Slap slap slap slap, the man's hips and the woman's buttocks collided, constantly making the unique sounds of intercourse.

In the next room, Ning Zhongze listened to the woman's moans and the sounds of slapping, feeling
dizzy and her thoughts becoming hazy. However, the image of the large penis that had once been inside her remained exceptionally
clear in her mind.

"Miss Wang... was Miss Wang being fucked by that big thing? She... she was moaning so lewdly...
could it ... could it feel that good?"

Unconsciously, Ning Zhongze's hands had already slipped inside her clothes, grasping her large breasts and
kneading them incessantly.

Just then, she heard the sound of a door opening in the next room.

Ning Zhongze was greatly surprised. Could someone have entered the room at this hour? Then... wouldn't they have seen everything?

Wang Yuyan exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Zhou... Sect Leader Zhou!?"

Then Zhao Zhijing's voice came through: "Yuyan, didn't I tell you? She's also one of my women.
Alright , Zhiruo, come over here too. Don't be shy, we're all good sisters, haha."

Ning Zhongze's heart was filled with shock. She exclaimed, "Zhou Zhiruo? Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of the Emei Sect!? She's
also Zhao Zhijing's woman!?"

In Ning Zhongze's memory, this new leader of the Emei Sect was just like her master, Abbess Miejue.
She was aloof, taciturn, and yet highly skilled in martial arts. She was truly a rare and strong woman.

But, but…

Zhou Zhiruo’s charming voice rang out: “Master, Zhiruo missed you… Luckily you
arrived , otherwise Zhiruo wouldn’t know what to do. Humph, those Beggars’ Sect members and Murong Fu are too wicked!”

In the next room, Zhou Zhiruo unhesitatingly stripped off her clothes, revealing her snow-white, slender yet exquisitely curvaceous
figure. She swayed gracefully to the bedside, watching Zhao Zhijing vigorously fuck Wang Yuyan in the doggy style.

“Haha, Zhiruo, you climb up too, let Master touch your cunt and see if it’s wet.”

Zhou Zhiruo’s eyes sparkled as she obediently climbed onto the bed, saying in a seductive voice, “It’s already wet. I, I think about
being fucked by Master’s big cock tonight, and my juices keep flowing.”

Ning Zhongze in the next room was truly dumbfounded. This was no ordinary leader of the Emei Sect; even
prostitutes in brothels probably wouldn’t say such vulgar things.

However, hearing such lewd moans only made the beautiful woman feel even hotter, and her crotch became
soaked, her vulva unbearably itchy.

Zhao Zhijing put an arm around Zhou Zhiruo, touching her alluring body, and thought to himself, "In the original novel of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, she
had a wedding with Zhang Wuji, so she's his legal wife. Zhang Wuji's wife's vulva, hmm, isn't that Zhang Zhidong?
Hehe, over there is Minmin's pink vulva, and over here is Zhang Zhidong, hahaha."

Thinking of the strangeness, this lewd man couldn't help but laugh, leaving Zhou Zhiruo, who was deliberately flattering him, completely bewildered.

Zhao Zhijing thought to himself, "Hehe, that Ning lady next door is breathing more and more rapidly. She probably won't be able to hold back any longer.
Hehe, my aphrodisiac isn't so easy to cure. I've got my mother, and Yue Lingshan isn't far behind. As for Lin Pingzhi's
wife, I can slowly rape her while teaching Linghu Chong the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique. Hmm, Lin Zexu..."

Ning Zhongze, the woman he was thinking about, was already slumped against the wall, her clothes half-undone, one hand touching her breast and the other fiddling with
her vulva, fantasizing about the powerful thrusting of a thick penis, masturbating incessantly.

"Ah... ahh... so... so itchy... ahh... I can't take it... ahh... so... so
uncomfortable ... ahh..."

Sexy, hot breaths escaped her red lips, but this comfort did nothing to alleviate the intense
desire within her; instead, it grew stronger with each wave, assaulting the last vestiges of the beautiful woman's reason.

In the next room, the moans of three young girls rose and fell, as if in a moaning contest, utterly lewd.

"Ahhh... Yu Yan... Yu Yan can't take it anymore... Ahhh... It's coming... Ah... Ahhh
... It's coming... Ah..."

"Alright, it's Qing Lu's turn... Master... Hurry... Hurry up and put your big cock in... Qing Lu's cunt
is so itchy she can't stand it... Ah..."

"No... It's for me... Zhi Ruo wants it too... I've been waiting for so long... Hurry up and come in...
Ahhh... Zhi Ruo's cunt and back door belong to Master... Master can do whatever he wants with her... Ahhh..."

Then, there was a series of loud moans intertwined.

Ning Zhongze couldn't hold back any longer. All reason was controlled by desire. She stood up, not even
bothering , and stumbled out of the room. She ran to the next room and pushed open the door.

She saw Wang Yu Yan, who had just climaxed, lying in the corner resting, while Zhou Zhi Ruo and Li Qing Lu were lying side by side on the bed,
their snow-white buttocks raised, letting the men take turns thrusting into them.

Seeing Ning Zhongze disheveled and panting, Zhao Zhijing felt a surge of pride, but outwardly feigned embarrassment
. He grabbed his Taoist robe to cover himself, then jumped off the bed and asked with a hint of anger, "Miss Ning, it's
late at night. Why have you suddenly entered my humble abode?"

He then immediately feigned surprise, jumped in front of Ning Zhongze, placed his hand on her pulse, and asked in astonishment:
"Then... Yun Zhonghe's lustful poison hasn't been cured yet?"

Ning Zhongze was truly ashamed to death, kneeling on the ground, unsure how to answer.

But the lust within her was burning fiercely, and her kneeling position was directly facing Zhao Zhijing's
throbbing, thick penis, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Man... man's treasure... so thick... ah... the smell is so good..."

Having already sucked this cock yesterday, Ning Zhongze was now controlled by desire, caring nothing more. Trembling, she reached out
and pressed her hand against the shaft, then, as if receiving a treasure, pressed her fair face against the shaft,
inhaling deeply in a dazed breath.

Zhao Zhijing chuckled lewdly, then picked up this mature, beautiful, voluptuous body and placed her on the bed.

A few more times, and this Huashan heroine will never be able to leave my cock again, haha.

While Ning Zhongze's lustful poison flared up, Xia Qingqing was in the same state.

She, Yuan Chengzhi, Linghu Chong, and Yue Lingshan all lived on another floor, so they were unaware of the lewd things
happening .

But as Xia Qingqing's aphrodisiac took effect and she began to moan, Yuan Chengzhi rushed over to check.

He saw Xia Qingqing had already stripped naked, her snow-white, serpentine body
writhing .

Upon seeing Yuan Chengzhi enter, Xia Qingqing pounced on him like a female beast, tightly embracing her beloved,
moaning , "Brother Yuan, fuck me... ahh... Qingqing's lower body is so itchy... woo woo... come and fuck me
..."

As she spoke, she pulled down Yuan Chengzhi's pants, her jade-like hands grasping his penis and playing with it incessantly.

However, Yuan Chengzhi's lower body meridians had been damaged by Zhao Zhijing's aphrodisiac techniques, making him unable to achieve an erection.
Xia Qingqing played with it for a while, but the little limp thing showed no reaction whatsoever.

Xia Qingqing, with her impulsive nature and intense itching in her lower body, couldn't help but angrily say, "If you... if you don't want me... I
'll go find Master Zhao!"

Yuan Chengzhi immediately recalled the scene from yesterday when Zhao Zhijing had brought her to multiple orgasms, and his heart ached, but he
was helpless only nod silently.

Xia Qingqing felt her whole heart turn cold, and she sneered sarcastically, "Master Zhao's penis is thick and big,
invincible, making me feel incredibly good, unlike you?"

After saying that, she ran out naked without looking back.

After Xia Qingqing left, Yuan Chengzhi felt so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and then
tears of humiliation streamed down his face.

When Xia Qingqing pushed open the door to Zhao Zhijing's room and went inside, she was immediately stunned.

The room was filled with scattered clothes, red, purple, yellow, outer garments, undergarments, and trousers, everywhere
.

On the bed, the newly appointed master, Zhao Zhijing, lay naked, while Ning,
the heroine straddled him, her voluptuous, snow-white body rising and falling rapidly as the thick penis thrust in
and out of her wetness.

The beautiful woman's full breasts bounced up and down like rabbits, creating waves of wanton flesh.
But the usually dignified and composed woman seemed oblivious, her eyes closed, head tilted back, face flushed, an expression of enjoyment on her face.
Her plump, round buttocks writhed and ground against him, completely immersed in the pleasure of sex.

On either side of her were two other beautiful young women, clinging to the man's arms, rubbing their breasts against him.

That one over there is Li Qinglu, and that one over there is Wang Yuyan—aren't they cousins? So
…so wanton, serving a man together…

hmm? And there's another one lying by the bed?

That…ah!

Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of the Emei Sect! She…how is she here too!?

Xia Qingqing felt her mind was a complete mess, unable to even think.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Xia Qingqing but ignored her, her face flushed as she got up, panting softly, and squatted with
her legs .

Her slender fingers inserted into her vagina and fidgeted for a few moments, then spread her labia, and a white, cloudy liquid
flowed out from her fingers.

"Ugh... so much came inside, if... if she gets pregnant, that would be troublesome..."

With that, her pretty face showed annoyance as she scolded the evil Taoist, "I... I clearly told you not to come
inside !"

Zhao Zhijing, while thrusting his hips upwards, manipulated the lustful Ning Zhongze, lewdly saying, "
If she really gets pregnant, then just give birth."

Zhou Zhiruo's heart stirred upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "If I really get pregnant, I might as well marry him.
The wife of the martial arts alliance leader, hehe, that's not bad."

At this moment, Ning Zhongze suddenly trembled, then let out a sharp, lewd cry, finally reaching orgasm,
collapsing limply to the ground.

Zhao Zhijing pulled out his penis, sat up, and looked at Xia Qingqing, who was standing naked by the door. He beckoned her and said,
"Qingqing, come here. I just cured Lady Ning's poison; it's your turn."

Xia Qingqing felt dizzy and subconsciously walked forward, looking at the
thick penis covered in the semen of other women.

Zhao Zhijing lifted the slender, fair-skinned beauty onto the bed and pressed himself against her, asking, "
Qingqing , does Young Master Yuan know you're here?"

As he spoke, his large glans rubbed incessantly against Xia Qingqing's already soaked vulva.

Xia Qingqing felt flustered as the glans rubbed against her, and her vagina became even itchier. But when she heard her master's question,
she still managed to say, "I told him."

Zhao Zhijing asked again, "What did you say?"

"Ah... stop rubbing... hurry... come in... waah... Qingqing's vagina is so itchy..."

"You can't hide it from your master, disciple, tell me clearly..."

"Waaah... I... I told Brother Yuan that... that Master's penis is thick and big... ah...
and lasts a long time... ah ah... Qingqing... Qingqing wants this penis to fuck her vagina... ah ah... waah... give it to
Qingqing... I can't hold back anymore... ah..."

Zhao Zhijing pressed down on Xia Qingqing's smooth body, thrust his waist, and his penis slammed into her, causing the girl
to moan and groan in satisfaction.

As Zhao Zhijing thrust in and out, he sighed, "We are master and disciple, and you already have Young Hero Yuan
as your lover. This is truly immoral. However, you are poisoned by that treacherous Yun Zhonghe's aphrodisiac, and to save you..."
" As for their lives, I had no choice but to act expediently. I am truly sorry, Young Hero Yuan, alas..."

Xia Qingqing was completely under the influence of the aphrodisiac, losing all reason. She was wholeheartedly immersed in the intense pleasure of being violently
pounded , and moaned, "Ah...ah...Brother Yuan...Brother Yuan...he...he
can't get hard...where...where can he compare to Master...ah ah...Master...woo...you...you're making
me feel so good...ah ah..."

Zhao Zhijing sighed again, and while thrusting forcefully, he said to Wang Yuyan, "Yuyan, Lady Ning and
Miss Xia are both in this state because they have been poisoned by Yun Zhonghe's aphrodisiac. In order to save their lives,
I had no choice but to have intercourse with him. For their sake, you must remember not to reveal anything about this
."

Wang Yuyan naturally nodded in agreement.

Zhou Zhiruo and Li Qinglu, however, knew what kind of person the evil Taoist was, and immediately curled their lips, giving him a "you're just pretending
" look.

The intense battle raged in the room, with moans and groans echoing throughout.

Next door, however, was the room of Li Qiushui and Li Canghai, the two sisters sharing a room and reminiscing about the past years
.

They might not have the best personalities, but their sisterly bond had been strong since childhood.

At this moment, Li Canghai frowned and said, "Wang Chongyang, the former leader of the Quanzhen Sect, was a righteous and selfless hero.
Why is his successor so licentious and lustful? He's with five women tonight alone! It's absurd!
Aren't Wang Yuyan and Li Canghai your juniors? Why do you let them run rampant?"

Li Qiushui chuckled, "Sister, you don't know this. Zhao Zhijing's identity is probably extraordinary. Although I've
secretly manipulated the affairs of the Great Xia Kingdom and gained many benefits, I secretly hope that Great Xia will grow stronger and continue its rule.
If this gamble pays off, it can extend Great Xia's national fortune by a hundred years."

Li Canghai was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that just the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, at most the leader of the martial arts alliance? How can he
influence the fate of a nation?"

"According to the intelligence I've received, this Zhao Zhijing is very likely the biological son of the current Song Dynasty emperor. If he
inherits the throne, he will be the ruler of the Great Song."

Li Canghai was truly astonished. This Taoist priest was actually of noble birth!?

Li Qiushui whispered, "If he ascends the throne, Qinglu, as a princess of the Great Xia, should become empress. Sister,
you must help me with this."

Li Canghai sighed, "So that's how it is. No wonder you were willing to let them debase themselves like that."

Li Qiushui chuckled and said coquettishly, "What debasement? These two girls are enjoying themselves immensely.
Putting aside everything else, that Taoist priest's skills in bed are probably unparalleled. To be honest, I've been with hundreds
, if not thousands, of men, but none of them are as good as Zhao Zhijing. Ordinary men are..." " All of them combined
can't compare to him."

Li Canghai's fair face flushed instantly, and she asked softly, "Sister, you...you also
did that ? But...but because Senior Brother wanted to see?"

Li Qiushui chuckled, "I enjoy being manipulated, and he enjoys watching me being manipulated. Everyone's happy,
what's wrong with that?"

Then, her eyes sparkled, and she asked in a low voice, "Little sister, do you still like Senior Brother?"

Li Canghai was stunned for a moment before sighing, "I've been cultivating Buddhism for many years, thinking I'd severed
all worldly ties ...but..." "I knew you'd come along so easily, my heart couldn't find peace."

Li Qiushui said softly, "I knew it. You agreed to come with me so easily, you must still
have feelings for your senior brother. But if you still like him, it will be very difficult, because you know
what your senior brother likes most... sigh, it's that when he sees other men having sex with me on the bed, he fantasizes that the woman being fucked is
you..."

Li Canghai was stunned for a long time before saying, "Your senior brother was handsome and talented back then, how could he
have a strange problem... I... I don't know what to do... sigh... sister, how can you accept
this?"

Li Qiushui also sighed softly, "I love him to the bone, I'll do
whatever he wants... At first, I was very uncomfortable... I felt extremely disgusted... being
fucked ... but... but gradually... I've come to like it..."

The sisters were both highly skilled in internal energy cultivation, and the moans and sounds of intercourse from the women next door
were crystal clear, like a live broadcast.

Li Qiushui gritted her teeth and scolded, "This lecherous Taoist is really persistent! Those women have already climaxed, and he's still
going at it so hard!"

As she spoke, her jade-like face gradually flushed red. Combined with her tight white dress and
shapely , she looked like a woman in her thirties, making it impossible to guess her age.

At this moment, another scream came from the next room: "Ah! No... insert... insert the wrong hole... not this
hole... ah ah... it... it hurts so much..."

It was Wang Yuyan's voice.

Li Qiushui, being knowledgeable, naturally knew what was going on. She immediately snorted and said, "That bastard Taoist,
he even went after a girl's back door!"

As she said this, her slender legs couldn't help but rub together a few times, as if she was
getting .

In the next room, Ning Zhongze lay on her back in the corner of the bed, with Xia Qingqing on top of her. Both of them were completely naked,
their lower bodies a mess. They had each been brought to orgasm several times, and then each had ejaculated inside them, finally releasing
their lust. Now they were lying together, fast asleep.

Zhao Zhijing sat by the bedside, holding Wang Yuyan in his arms, his thick penis thrusting repeatedly
into the girl's anus.

"Ugh...it hurts...it's splitting...ahh...my butt is going to split...ah...Master
...don't go in anymore...ugh...pull it out...ugh..."

"Yuyan, Qinglu and Zhiruo are both my women, and they've already given me their first time in their anus.
How can you be an exception? Relax, it won't hurt in a bit."

Although Wang Yuyan had fallen in love with the ecstasy of making love with Zhao Zhijing, in her mind, her
anus was just a place for excretion, utterly filthy.

But now, the man's thick, hard penis was being forcefully thrust into her anus, causing her both pain
and fear. Her beautiful face contorted, and large tears streamed down her cheeks.
On her fair, tender breasts,

she twisted her slender waist, struggling to stand up, but the man behind her wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her
firm breasts. She barely managed to rise a little before her legs gave way, and she sat back down with a groan as the penis penetrated even deeper into
her anus .

Zhou Zhiruo, seeing Wang Yuyan's tearful face, thought to herself, "Hmph, what a seductive vixen!
So beautiful, it would be best if she died from the pain."

Her mind was already quite twisted; seeing the pure and beautiful Wang Yuyan naturally aroused jealousy.

Li Qinglu, meanwhile, knelt down, kissing her cousin's vulva, her small, fragrant tongue licking and
sweeping along the pink folds of flesh, trying to ease Wang Yuyan's pain.

Zhao Zhijing breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "Phew, it's all in! Yu Yan, your anus is so tight,
it feels so good!"

Wang Yu Yan cried, "This...this isn't normal...why...why do this...sob
...don't put it in my ass...sob..."

Li Qinglu below laughed, "Cousin, relax. Qinglu was in a lot of pain the first time too, but
she gradually got used to it. And, in fact, it feels good."

Zhao Zhijing gently moved his penis, letting the glans lightly scrape against Wang Yu Yan's anal wall, while his hands
kept teasing the girl's breasts, his fingers slowly rotating the rosy, erect nipples.

Wang Yuyan gasped for breath, her voice trembling, "No...don't move...ah...it hurts..."

Zhou Zhiruo, who was watching from the side, said, "Master, Yuyan is in a lot of pain, please let her go
. Or, or you could use Zhiruo's ass?"

With that, she turned to the side, presenting her pert buttocks to Zhao Zhijing, and used her hands to spread her buttocks, revealing her small
anus. Her pretty face flushed, she said in a seductive voice, "Zhiruo washed before coming..."

Upon hearing this, Li Qinglu was furious, thinking to herself, "This slut actually wants to compete for favor?"

She didn't show it on her face, but she took the initiative to lie on the couch, raising her white and tender buttocks, gently twisting them,
and said in a seductive tone, "Master, Qinglu wants some too. Ugh...Qinglu wants you to put your big cock
inside my ass."

With that, she leaned forward, raising her buttocks as high as possible, making her pert and round buttocks appear even more curvaceous.

Zhao Zhijing naturally knew the two were vying for her affections, but he didn't expose them. He laughed and, holding Wang Yuyan, made her
lie face down on the bed. While gently thrusting, he ordered, "Hehe, you two, lie on either side of me
, spread your anuses, and I'll take turns fucking you later, haha."

Li Qinglu and Zhou Zhiruo, also single, exchanged a cold glance and then
lay down on either side of Wang Yuyan, their pretty faces resting on the pillows. They raised their buttocks, reached behind them, and spread their buttocks, revealing their wet, fleshy holes and
alluring anuses.

The three girls lay side by side like female dogs, letting the middle-aged man behind them manipulate their six holes at will.
Zhao Zhijing felt smug, and his penis became even harder.

Influenced by this lewd atmosphere, Wang Yuyan soon felt less pain in her anus. It seemed that the large penis moving in and out of
her rear end was constantly bringing out strange pleasure, making her gradually become dazed.

Meanwhile, far out in the suburbs of Xiangyang,

a carriage was leaving the city.

Inside were Guo Jing and Huang Rong, their daughter Guo Fu, and a newborn baby girl.

Guo Jing, however, had become much thinner and lay unconscious on a soft couch.

Huang Rong anxiously stayed by her husband's side, caring for him.

Guo Jing had been injured by the Heavenly Demon Qi during his battle with Temujin, and the strange demonic energy had lingered within him, impossible
to expel . Since returning to Xiangyang, his health had deteriorated day by day. Recently, he had been in a coma for days, a very serious condition.

Huang Rong had sought out many renowned doctors, but after searching the area around Xiangyang, no one could cure Guo Jing.

In desperation, she remembered that the two renowned physicians, Cheng Lingsu and Xue Muhua, were both at Longhu Mountain. Furthermore, she had received an urgent report from
the Beggars that Zhao Zhijing had reappeared.

She resolved to take her husband to Longhu Mountain to seek medical help. If anyone in the world could deal with the Heavenly Demon Qi,
it would likely be the Quanzhen Sect leader who had killed Temujin.

At this moment, Guo Fu was holding her newborn sister, playing with her. Looking at Guo Xiang's sleeping
face suddenly said, "Mother, I think my sister doesn't look like Father at all, she looks just like you."

Huang Rong's expression immediately changed, and she angrily retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Guo Fu was startled, completely bewildered by her mother's sudden outburst, and froze.

Huang Rong felt a pang of sorrow. She was exceptionally intelligent and had already noticed this.

This newborn girl didn't resemble Guo Jing at all; instead, she bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Zhijing…

She feared, she feared, that she had truly given birth to that wicked child.

But how could she dare let anyone know such a shameful secret?

She sighed, her voice softening, and said, "Fu'er, your father's appearance makes me heartbroken. So
my words might have been a little harsh; please don't mind."

Originally, Huang Rong absolutely did not want Guo Fu to encounter Zhao Zhijing again, but now that Guo Jing was fallen and she was about to leave
Xiangyang , leaving her daughter alone risked harm from those who secretly harbored hostility towards her and her husband.

After much deliberation, Huang Rong decided to bring Guo Fu along, so that there would be another person to take care of Guo Xiang.

Huang Rong sighed again. Even with her exceptional intelligence, she couldn't help but feel lost, wondering
how fate would arrange things along the way.

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