[Hetu] [Heavenly Demon] [Episode 8] Chapter 1

"Chapter One" Xiao Jiu's Past
"I suppose even you, Duke, find it difficult to fathom the secret behind this?" Xiao Jiu seemed to have noticed Yang Cun's surprise,

and his tone became casual. The shrewd Xiao Jiu understood that revealing the secret the man in black didn't want others to know to

Yang Cun would likely backfire if the mastermind behind the man in black was indeed the current emperor. Even if Yang Cun was a hereditary first-class duke,

he would probably be setting himself on fire.
However, Yang Cun wasn't a fool. As soon as Xiao Jiu said this, Yang Cun knew that Xiao Jiu had a threatening intention. But

how know that Yang Cun had already sent people to clear out the spies of the man in black around Gaoji Hall?

It was likely that no third party would know about his visit to Xiao Jiu tonight.
"If it's really as you say, that the man in black was acting on the emperor's orders to rescue you from prison and bring you to this

prosperous place, then what is the emperor's intention?" Yang Cun seemed to be talking to himself, yet also asking Xiao Jiu a question. The

mystery was truly perplexing.
Xiao Jiu picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp, a self-deprecating smile on his face. "I am already a prisoner,

powerless to interfere in court affairs. Besides, the Emperor's actions are full of hidden meanings; how many can truly understand them?"
It seemed Xiao Jiu was indeed cunning. He had thought that revealing the current Emperor would stop Yang Cun, but unexpectedly

, Yang Cun was completely unconcerned, laughing and unwilling to reveal any more secrets. In truth, Xiao Jiu was more worried

that Yang Cun would silence him if he knew too many secrets.
"What? Are you afraid I'll kill you to silence you if I know too much?" Yang Cun saw through Xiao Jiu's

thoughts , sneering, "I, Yang Cun, am not so despicable as to betray you after you've served your purpose. Don't

compare me to Prince Ding."
Yang Cun finished speaking, picked up his wine cup, and swirled it, the wine rippling in the glass, his eyes fixed on Xiao Jiu.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiu understood that if he didn't reveal all the secrets he knew to Yang Cun tonight, this

young man, who was even more insightful than himself, wouldn't give up easily.
"Speak, what else do you want to know?" It seemed that Xiao Jiu had completely abandoned his defenses. Seeing

that he was easily manipulated by everyone, he really had no leverage to deal with anyone.
"Don't worry, I only need to get the answers I want to know. I won't ask what I shouldn't ask." In fact, what Yang Cun

wanted to know most right now was the case of the Gao family's massacre. He didn't want to know anything else, not because he was afraid of getting into trouble, but because

he didn't want to add trouble to himself with things that didn't concern him.
"You want to know about the Gao family's massacre, right, Duke?" Xiao Jiu pondered for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly

.
"Damn it, he's really cunning and shrewd. He even knows what I'm thinking!" Yang Cun couldn't help but

curse . He, the dignified Duke of Jingguo, had no privacy whatsoever in front of Xiao Jiu. This was too embarrassing.

"That Xiao Jiu is really something. Even if he knew what I was thinking, he didn't need to say it so bluntly!
" "You're really something, you even know what I'm thinking. Well then, you'd better explain yourself clearly." Although he

had already cursed Xiao Jiu to the bone in his heart, Yang Cun still didn't forget his original intention.
"The case of the Gao family's massacre has to do with Prince Ding, Zhao Yuanqing, who privately manufactured weapons. Not long after I took office in Tianjin,

Prince Ding sent someone to win me over. Because Tianjin was located in a remote area, and I had some influence there, Prince Ding secretly ordered

me to build an arsenal to manufacture various weapons. Gao Yangcheng was an imperial physician at the time. Once, when the emperor sent him to Tianjin to collect

rare and precious materials, I received him. But not long after Old Master Gao settled in Tianjin, I received a secret order from Prince Ding, instructing me to take the opportunity

to eliminate Old Master Gao and his family."
"So you obeyed Prince Ding's secret order and wiped out Old Master Gao's entire family?" Yang Cun's voice was cold,

clearly sensing that things were not that simple.
"At the time, I was obeying Prince Ding's orders. Although I didn't understand why Prince Ding would kill a completely unrelated imperial physician, I

still did as he said. Later, I learned that Old Master Gao was sent to Tianjin by secret imperial decree to investigate Prince Ding's private

weapon . Gathering medicinal herbs was a pretext; investigating Prince Ding was the real purpose." Xiao Jiu spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"So the Emperor had long suspected Prince Ding?" Yang Cun was startled, recalling the night in the capital when

the Emperor summoned him privately. It seemed that being the Emperor, above all others, was not an easy task. Even the secret dispatch of the imperial physician

was known to Prince Ding; there were indeed spies everywhere in the capital.
"You said Old Master Gao had been kind to you. Why is that?" Yang Cun didn't want to delve further into

the matter of Prince Ding's private weapon manufacturing. The Emperor had long been aware of Prince Ding's private weapon manufacturing, yet after so many years, Prince Ding still held considerable power and even

began interfere in court affairs, while the Emperor still turned a blind eye. This showed the extent of Prince Ding's power. Yang Cun only wanted to leave things to

fate and didn't want to get involved.
"Heh." Xiao Jiu gave a bitter laugh, seemingly unwilling to bring up that past event. Although many years had passed,

Old Master Gao had indeed died at Xiao Jiu's hands. Killing one's benefactor with one's own hands was

a painful .
"What? You could do it back then, but now you dare not speak of it?" Yang Cun truly despised this kind of ungrateful scoundrel who would forget his benefactor

for his own selfish gain.
Yang Cun's undisguised contempt silenced Xiao Jiu. His once extremely lewd fat face now

appeared somewhat somber under the dim light, and his narrowed eyes had lost their former shrewdness,

becoming somewhat cloudy.
It seemed that this series of family tragedies had finally brought this once-glorious governor of Tianjin

into . In just one month, Xiao Jiu had become so haggard. If one hadn't

seen it with their own eyes, one would have thought that heaven had stolen ten years of his life to make him appear so old.
"Very well, I was deeply grateful to Your Excellency for your magnanimity that day. Not only did you not hold a grudge against me for my many offenses, but you also did your

utmost to save my son's life. I have no way to repay this kindness. Since Your Excellency wants to know about my grudge with the Gao family, then

I will naturally tell you everything I know." After struggling with his conscience for a long time, Xiao Jiu finally let out a slow breath.

It seemed he had truly come to his senses and was prepared to tell
the whole story about his grudge with the Gao family. However, Yang Cun sneered, feeling very disapproving of Xiao Jiu's disheveled appearance. Heaven is watching what people do.

For his own life and wealth, he, Xiao Jiu, went against his conscience and killed

the Gao family . What is there to pity about such an ungrateful person?
Moreover, everyone knew that Xiao Jiu was cunning and shrewd. For him to say such things, he might not truly be grateful to Yang Cun for saving

his son's life.
"Speak, let me hear just how insignificant this favor was that made you harden your heart to do such a thing."

"A despicable act of repaying kindness with enmity." Yang Cun swirled his wine glass, his eyes full of amusement.
In his previous life, Yang Cun had been orphaned at a young age. What kind of despicable acts hadn't he done to survive? Everyone

has their own way of living. He hated Xiao Jiu's bullying and callous disregard for human life when he was the prefect,

but he didn't despise his actions.
Yang Cun didn't consider himself a gentleman; he would never offer help when someone was down, but he

firmly remembered one thing: he would repay even the smallest kindness tenfold.

He had once knelt before someone to raise money to help the lonely old man who often fed him, and he had even stolen from and robbed a small shop...
Therefore, although the hardships he experienced in his childhood had shaped Yang Cun's mercenary and cunning character,

he had always despised Xiao Jiu's ingratitude.
How could Xiao Jiu not hear the strong sarcasm in Yang Cun's words? But what reason did he have to refute them? No

matter what, he had carried the burden of repaying kindness with enmity for so many years. He grabbed the wine glass on the table and downed it in one gulp.
The pungent alcohol flowed down his esophagus into his lungs, the burning

sensation seemingly restoring a sliver of his spirit. Wiping his mouth with the coarse cloth sleeve he had previously considered the clothing of a lowly servant , Xiao Jiu began to speak slowly, his voice hoarse. 　　The incident occurred in Tianjin more than twenty years ago. Although Xiao Jiu was already an adult, he had not yet assumed the position of Governor of Tianjin. At that time, the Xiao family of Tianjin was still incredibly wealthy, one of the most powerful and influential families 　　in the city. As the only two young masters of the Xiao family, Xiao Jiu had lived a life of luxury since childhood , getting whatever he wanted. His father, the late-in-life patriarch, doted on him excessively, wishing he could pluck the stars from the sky 's arrogant, domineering, and disdainful character. 　　In those years, Tianjin didn't yet have the ruthless Xiao Yanwang, but it did have the self-proclaimed philandering Xiao Bawang. 　　In fact, for the people of Tianjin, whether it was the Xiao Yanwang who had become the prefect and governed the area, or the arrogant and domineering Xiao Bawang of yesteryear, Xiao Jiu was always a figure despised and even hated to the bone . 　　While the young Xiao Jiu wasn't as ruthless as he was as prefect, he was still a bully who preyed on men and women, committing all sorts of evil deeds . Wherever Xiao Jiu appeared, everyone avoided him. Especially for pretty young girls or young wives, if they encountered Xiao Jiu, the consequences were absolutely unimaginable. At best, they would be given the title of maid or concubine ; at worst, they would be—raped and then abandoned. 　　Although everyone hated Young Master Xiao and wished they could kill him, Xiao Jiu, the person involved, felt a great sense of accomplishment . He spent his days leading a group of sycophantic lackeys, committing all sorts of evil deeds throughout the streets of Tianjin. While enjoying the fearful gazes of others, he would also keep an eye out for prey. 　　If he found one, he would simply have a few of his men drag him to his residence; such things were second nature to him, and he never considered the consequences. 　　However, Xiao Jiu never expected that his days of hunting would one day be his own. 　　That afternoon, a torrential rain washed the wide streets of Tianjin clean, but the rare summer coolness did not extinguish Xiao Jiu's anger. Under his father's strict discipline, he hadn't led . In the prime of his youth, how could he endure such tedious discipline? Now that the rain had stopped, and with his father busy with matters concerning his son's official appointment, he seized the opportunity to sneak out of . 　　The streets of Tianjin weren't muddy after the rain, and people, driven by the need to make a living, eagerly set up their stalls, their cries of vendors and haggling filling the air. The flow of people was still considerable, suggesting the heavy rain hadn't affected much. 　　Xiao Jiu strolled aimlessly down the street, his small, lustful eyes darting around. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a slender figure directly ahead. 　　It was an exceptionally beautiful woman, dressed in a flawless white gauze dress with scattered floral patterns. Her swaying figure as she walked was like a white lotus blooming in the sweltering summer, a sight that soothed and delighted the soul. Her fair, delicate face was unadorned, her thick eyelashes, bright eyes, and alluring red lips exuding a captivating charm. Strangely, however, she emanated an aura of icy coldness that kept people at a distance, yet possessed an irresistible allure. 　　What a stunningly beautiful woman! 　　Xiao Jiu had never seen such a breathtaking beauty before. His already restless heart pounded even harder, almost suffocating him. He immediately waved to his lackeys and walked towards the stunning woman. 　　"But what I didn't expect was… this woman is actually a demonic sorceress from the Demonic Sect." At this point, Xiao Jiu seemed to recall the pain he had suffered, a rare look of terror appearing on his face. It seemed that Xiao Jiu must have suffered greatly at the hands of that woman; otherwise, how could the wicked Xiao Yanwang be so terrified? 　　A demonic sorceress? Suddenly, a stunningly beautiful face, both gorgeous and melancholic, flashed into Yang Cun's mind. He also recalled the image of that demonic sect woman performing oral sex on him that day—her luscious red lips, her snow-white body , every inch of her skin seemingly exuding primal allure… 　　"My lord?" Xiao Jiu waved his hand a few times in front of Yang Cun. 　　"Yes, go ahead." Yang Cun snapped back to reality, but was also startled. For him, being distracted in front of others was never a good thing, because that momentary lapse in concentration could mean the loss of his life. Fortunately , Xiao Jiu currently had neither the intention nor the ability to kill. If it were someone else, such as Zhao Qinyun, Yang Cun might have been in a passive position. 　　However, Yang Cun was more interested in what Xiao Jiu was about to say. This audacious fellow had dared to flirt with a demonic sect woman; it was truly his misfortune. Thinking back, if it weren't for the two cores of energy Lin Guan had lent him and the constraints of the Vajra Seal World, how could Yang Cun have gotten that demonic sect woman to perform oral sex on him? 　　Recalling that intoxicating, soul-stirring sensation, Yang Cun felt his blood boil, and his corpus cavernosum swell slightly. 　　As if calming his agitated emotions, Xiao Jiu picked up the wine jar and took a large gulp before continuing . 　　Actually, what happened next wasn't complicated. Xiao Jiu, relying on his superior numbers, went forward to flirt with the stunningly beautiful woman, but...

He never expected that the woman was a member of the Demonic Sect. The Demonic Sect woman, enraged by Xiao Jiu's shameless

flirting, coldly retorted, "

Killing a shameless scoundrel like you, who only knows how to bully men and women, would only dirty my hands. Since you like women so much, then I'll let you be one!"
Before Xiao Jiu could even react, a sharp pain shot through his genitals, a agonizing

sensation that made him scream. His penis was now rock hard, but

what tormented him even more was that the more it swelled, the more intense the pain became, like being stabbed by a thousand

needles .
The Demonic Sect woman's punishment for Xiao Jiu didn't stop there. Besides the pain in his genitals, his voice

became shrill and high-pitched, like a male duck's. Remembering the Demonic Sect woman's words before she left, Xiao Jiu suddenly

understood: she was trying to make him a eunuch in the palace!
Such punishment was less satisfying than a quick death for a womanizer like him. Cold-

blooded and tyrannical as Xiao Jiu was, in that instant, utterly disregarded any celestial beauty. The unbearable pain robbed him

of all reason; his eyes, red with fury, were consumed by a desire to confront the woman and demand an explanation—to know what kind of demonic poison she had used

. Xiao Jiu ordered his henchmen to act, but they were all terrified and dared not advance.
If it were merely a matter of swallowing his anger, it would be one thing, but this concerned his future happiness. If he were to truly

become , how could he bear it? Enraged by his henchmen's behavior, he immediately raised his hoarse voice, intending to

personally capture the woman, only to be met with a cold, mocking departure. Unable
to catch her, and with the pain unbearable, he pursued her relentlessly. He wasn't blind to the schadenfreude in the eyes of the common folk, but

at the time, he chuckled bitterly, "Heh, looking back now, I really felt like dying back then."
With a self-deprecating laugh, Xiao Jiu raised his wine cup again and drank a cup, as if swallowing the vivid pain he had just witnessed

.
"The next part of the story should be about Old Master Gao healing you, right?" Yang Cun smiled calmly, suddenly understanding what happened next

. Becoming a woman was truly a fatal flaw for a man, especially a lustful one,

and as a man himself, he completely understood. If it was indeed Old Master Gao who acted, this favor

would be like a second life.
Yang Cun's words surprised Xiao Jiu slightly, but he quickly understood. This man could guess so

many hidden things, yet he wouldn't have thought of this? He nodded in agreement, "Exactly."
The demonic woman had vanished, and Xiao Jiu could only return home to make further plans. On the way back, the indescribable pain

disappeared. Except for his throat, everything else was the same. At the time, he thought that the phrase "be a woman for once"

was just a bluff, but later...
there was never a shortage of beautiful women in the world. If he couldn't have the stunning beauties of the Demonic Sect, weren't there also the shy,

dewy young widows on the street? It was a bit bland, but not offensive.
The innocent young widow's tearful eyes and her desperate pleas sounded like moans,

all of which stimulated Xiao Jiu's surging lust. He lost all patience for returning home. He dragged her to a secluded spot, ordered his henchmen

to surround her with cloth, and was about to indulge his lust.
At this point in his story, Xiao Jiu's weathered old face glanced at Yang Cun's expression, worried that he

might find it offensive, but seeing only indifference, he had no choice but to continue the conversation.
"After stripping her naked, I realized that I didn't actually have the ability..." The delicate beauty beneath him

trembled with fear, hastily pulling off her pants, but Xiao Jiu found that his manhood remained completely

still . If it were any other day, he would have already been clamoring to show off his prowess. Why is it like this? Recalling the woman from the demonic sect, he

suddenly felt a deep unease.
Frustrated, he put his clothes back on and gave the young widow to a few henchmen, while Xiao Jiu stood by, watching intently.

The young widow pleaded desperately, unable to struggle, while the henchmen laughed lewdly, their rough hands roaming over her fair skin. This was like a vivid, 　　erotic scene from a

live-action sex show, yet he remained impotent. Just listening to Xiao Jiu's account, Yang Cun's mind automatically conjured up that blood-pumping scene, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. This time, he hadn't brought a woman with him. Faced with the rising desire, he felt his decision might not be right. 　　He just wanted to leave it at that; what if he were to witness it firsthand? Yang Cun felt a pang , a sympathy tinged with contempt and mockery, entirely based on the sympathy of a fellow male. 　　Xiao Jiu smiled bitterly, swallowing all the unspoken contempt. 　　The traumatized Xiao Jiu returned home, unwilling to accept the inevitable. He even summoned several concubines to test his virility , but to no avail. When Old Master Xiao heard that his son was impotent, he was terrified. This was the only son in the Xiao family, and they depended on him to carry on the family line. So the Xiao family desperately searched for renowned doctors. 　　Unfortunately, time passed, and doctors came one after another. His condition not only showed no improvement, but his voice even became more and more like a graceful woman's, and his mustache kept falling out by the roots… 　　"Later, it was thanks to Old Master Gao, whose medical skills are renowned. I begged him, and after just a few doses of medicine, the ailment that countless self-proclaimed famous doctors had been unable to cure actually worked. At that time , I swore that if he ever needed my help, he would just ask." Xiao Jiu spoke these words with a face full of pain. 　　"He hasn't even needed you yet, and you've already taken his life," Yang Cun sneered. 　　"Sigh... who can argue with that?" Recalling the past, Xiao Jiu naturally sighed deeply. "Later, I thought I would have a chance to repay him , but who knew I would receive a secret order from Prince Ding to kill his entire family." 　　It's no wonder, given his repeated trips back to Tianjin to collect medicinal herbs, who wouldn't be suspicious? Although Gao Yangcheng held no real power at the time, he was still a renowned imperial physician. What could Xiao Jiu, a spoiled young master, possibly do to him? Prince Ding was probably also annoyed, but refrained from action due to various concerns. 　　"If he were still alive today, my child's illness probably wouldn't be a problem. What a pity, what a pity..." 　　Xiao Jiu was particularly heartbroken at this. A sage once said, "Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable." His current predicament was perhaps Heaven's punishment for his ingratitude. The word "retribution" flashed through his mind , and he couldn't help but shudder.

Swirling the lid of his cup, Yang Cun remained silent, coldly watching Xiao Jiu sigh alone. He took a sip of his

tea, which had already gone cold, but showed no displeasure. He glanced at Xiao Jiu and said, "You

should . Be careful. This place is relatively secluded; you can stay here temporarily if you have nowhere else to go."
Xiao Jiu's secrets were still valuable. Yang Cun knew that he had already gotten him to reveal the

hidden secrets behind the Gao family's massacre, and it would be difficult to extract anything more. Dealing with such an old fox could

n't be rushed; it had to be done slowly and patiently. Only what was revealed through slow extraction was truly valuable.
"Is Your Excellency leaving already?" Seeing Yang Cun rise with a calm expression, flicking his sleeve with his fingers, Xiao Jiu

naturally didn't dare to be negligent and quickly stood up as well. Having been in officialdom for a long time, he was adept at reading people. At a glance,

he could roughly tell what kind of person someone was and what their personality was like. Even if not completely accurate, he could still guess about 80-90 % of the

time.
"Hmm." Yang Cun casually instructed, "I will find the best

doctor . Just stay here and don't worry, no one else knows about this except me."
"Okay." Xiao Jiu trembled. His son was his only hope for survival, and also

the most useful leverage in someone else's hands. How could he not hear the threat in Yang Cun's words?

But the young man in front of him made him secretly alarmed. It wasn't that he couldn't see through him, but because he always seemed to see

through him in one aspect and another, but when combined, it all seemed wrong. Such people are often

the most terrifying, so he dared not let his guard down at all.
"Hmm." Yang Cun replied lightly, "Prince Zhao Qinyun is hosting a banquet tonight, so we need to go back early to prepare."

Even if he did go to the banquet, he might not need to prepare anything, and besides, it was still early. Xiao Jiu, cunning and shrewd,

saw through the situation but didn't say anything. He simply bowed respectfully and said, "Please take care, Your Excellency. We see you off."
"Hmm, perhaps I'll have to bother you again someday," Yang Cun said with a half-smile, staring at Xiao Jiu's lowered head that avoided eye contact

.
"You're too kind, Your Excellency," Xiao Jiu replied vaguely, not directly responding to Yang Cun.
Yang Cun sneered and turned to leave.
Returning to Yipinlou, Yang Cun didn't take a sedan chair, but strolled leisurely. The bustling marketplace had a different kind of

charm. Shi Jingtian led his men, keeping a watchful eye on him from a distance. Although with Yang Cun's current cultivation level, ordinary people couldn't possibly harm him,

they still dared not be careless for fear of making a mistake. Coldly observing his surroundings, Yang Cun couldn't help but feel a myriad of

emotions . Merchants came and went, everyone seemingly in a hurry, but perhaps they were all just trying to make a living. Just like Xiao Jiu,

who had served Prince Ding his entire life, didn't he end up like this?
"Enough, enough. I only wanted to relax, why add to my troubles with such things? I was planning to go sightseeing and

have some fun with Lianxin, but things keep piling up, it seems endless. After tonight's

banquet , I should really indulge myself. Prince Ding... the Emperor... everyone has their own schemes, the

center of power is truly not a place where one can simply be at peace." Shaking his head and letting out a bitter laugh, Yang Cun's gaze was drawn to a commotion

nearby .
"You heartless wretch! I've worked so hard to manage the family business, and you've been cheating on me. Today

I'll see what's so great about this little vixen!"
The commotion came from a place filled with the scent of perfume.

The women , were all exceptionally seductive, clearly indicating what kind of place it was. Yang Cun smiled knowingly, having no

intention of entering, but he inadvertently caught sight of the woman surrounded by a crowd, uttering the curses she had just heard. She was fairly
good-looking, with a touch of heroism in her brows, but her hands-on-hips, shouting manner was truly

unappealing . In these times, women were dependent on men for survival, so daring to shout and curse in the street was quite audacious. However,

the woman's next words clearly revealed the reason for her arrogance.
"You're just a lowly waitress. If it weren't for my father leaving the inn, where would you get the spare money to fool around and visit

brothels? You think you're so great! Didn't I allow you to take a concubine? Why do you have to provoke these vixens?" The woman's expression grew even angrier as

she .
These words made Yang Cun's heart sink. In modern times, there are many men who climb the social ladder for fame and fortune,

often ending up with a life of glory in public but humiliation in private. Such things were not uncommon in ancient times either.

A sense of amusement arose in Yang Cun's mind, and he stopped, wanting to see how the man would react.
Would he kneel down and weep, begging for mercy? Or would he fly into a rage for the sake of a woman? Because of his superior skills, he could still see the scene inside through

the crowd .
There were four people inside: besides the woman who had been standing with one hand on her hip, there was a

man . He was decent-looking, with a good appearance, but there was a hint of weakness in his eyes,

a stark contrast to his wife. There were also two women.
The prostitute the man was flirting with was alluring, her captivating eyes darting around. When she saw Yang Cun, she

immediately lowered her head and smiled demurely, but her eyes seemed to be practically lunging at him. While such a woman was tempting,

she still didn't catch Yang Cun's eye. Yang Cun turned his gaze to the other side, his eyes filled with doubt.
The remaining woman was no more than sixteen or seventeen, the prime of her life. Perhaps due to long-term

malnutrition , her face looked somewhat haggard and sallow; apart from her still relatively bright eyes, there was really

nothing to see. As for her figure… out of habit, Yang Cun stroked his chin and looked over. The tattered

clothes didn't fit her well to begin with, and on that petite body, there wasn't much to see. At this moment, she lowered her head even further,

too timid to speak, letting the shrewish woman drag her in front of the man.

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