【Purple Moon Demon】

The Purple Moon Heavenly Demon
Sword, named Purple Moon, is three feet four inches long and seven and a half inches wide. It is ranked first among the Ten Treasures of Cultivation. Legend says this sword was born from
the spirit of heaven and earth, wandering between heaven and earth, seeking its master and returning, like a divine dragon, its whereabouts rarely seen.
In the year 2100 of the Earthly Era, at the beginning of the Sui Dynasty in the human realm, the demonic path flourished in the cultivation world, while the immortal path declined. Except for the four sects of Huashan, 　　Shushan
, Lingjian, and Guangming, which could barely maintain themselves, the other sects suffered from a severe loss of talent and even lost their foundations, becoming homeless and displaced. The demonic path, due to the devastation of the world and the boiling resentment, naturally rose to its zenith, its power unstoppable 　　. 　　 The Nine Caves and Ten Mountains, the nineteen most powerful sects of the demonic path, had over one hundred thousand followers. Although their numbers 　　varied, their sheer numbers were unparalleled, even surpassing the immortal path at its peak. Among these, 　　the Nine Nether Cave is the most prominent, boasting 60,000 followers and 100 branch altars, controlling half of the demonic path and subtly threatening to lead 　　the demonic world. 　　 Next are the Yin-Yang Harmony Sect, the Demon Sword Sect, and Heavenly Ghost Mountain, among others. 　　 At Sword Cloud Pass, a treacherous path difficult even for birds to fly over, a dozen or so people trudged along. A dilapidated horse-drawn carriage 　　bumped along through the crowd. A middle-aged man walking beside the carriage wiped away sweat from the heat 　　while carefully observing the road conditions. The others, carrying loads and lifting heavy objects, were too exhausted to speak. 　　 After another half hour, everyone was exhausted, and their pace slowed noticeably. The middle-aged man noticed 　　this, nervously wiping away sweat, and said, "Gentlemen, just a little further and we'll pass this treacherous path. Please, please 　　keep going and hurry on our way." 　　 As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage window rolled down, and a beautiful face appeared. She said to the middle-aged man, "Sir, the road is treacherous. 　　Since everyone is tired, why not rest for a while so we can have the energy to continue?" 　　 Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at his wife and gave a wry smile, saying, "Madam, I understand everyone's feelings, but 　　this time we're fleeing from disaster, and this place is extremely dangerous. I must be careful. We can rest after we pass the plank road and reach a safe place 　　. It's getting hot outside; you should go inside quickly and avoid catching a heatstroke." 　　 The lady sighed, said nothing more, and pulled her head back inside. 　　 It turned out that this middle-aged man was a gentry member in Xin'an City, a devout follower of Buddhism and Taoism, whose family had observed vegetarianism for ten generations. They were considered benevolent individuals 　　, but their possession of the "Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl" caught the attention of the demonic Nine Nether Cave, who led a group to seize it. Fortunately, their generations of good deeds 　　had earned them a warning, allowing them to flee with their entire family beforehand to avoid this calamity. 　　 The group walked another half a mile or so, the path becoming slightly smoother, making walking less strenuous, and their pace 　　quickened. 　　 Suddenly, a sinister laugh rang out without warning, as if from the underworld. Those who heard it felt their pores 　　tighten, forcing back the sweat that had been beading on their skin. 　　 "It's a Nine Nether Demon!" someone shouted, and the group immediately fell into disarray. 　　 "You think you can escape my grasp like this, Shen Qingfang? You underestimate me!" 　　 A black figure appeared faintly before them, slowly growing larger. 　　 This man stood arrogantly with his back to the crowd. Tall and slender, he wore a black robe, his long, thick black 　　hair adorned with a jade ring and casually draped over his shoulders. His demeanor was extremely elegant; no one at first glance would suspect that he was 　　the number one expert of the demonic path—the Nine Nether Demon. 　　 "Nine Nether Demon, always leave some room for maneuver. We've already fled with our entire families; why do you persist?" Seeing 　　no way to escape, Shen Qingfang's anger flared, and he demanded sharply. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon chuckled sinisterly, "Shen Qingfang, you are guilty of possessing a treasure. Hand over the 'Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl,' and 　　I'll guarantee your entire family a complete corpse!" 　　 One of the guards, unable to contain himself any longer, leaped forward with his sword, shouting, "Nine Nether Demon, even if it costs me my 　　life, I'll let you taste the power of the Shen family's Thunderbolt Blade!" With that, he unleashed a powerful "Heavenly Thunderbolt" strike at the Nine Nether 　　Demon. 　　 Sensing the powerful force approaching from behind, the Nine Nether Demon chuckled sinisterly, remaining motionless as if unaffected. 　　 Everyone held their breath, hoping for a miracle, as the blade was about to strike the demon's neck. 　　 However, no miracle occurred. Just as the blade was about to strike, the servant let out a bloodcurdling scream, staggered 　　back three feet, and collapsed. His face turned ashen, and he died. 　　 "Shen Qingfang, I didn't expect you to have a few loyal men. It's a pity they won't survive tonight." 　　 Seeing his servant's violent death, Shen Qingfang was filled with grief and indignation. He roared, "Nine Nether Demon, even as 　　a ghost, I, Shen Qingfang, will not let you go!" He drew his Thunderclap Blade, ready to charge forward. 　　 Suddenly, one of the servants gently stopped him, saying, "Master, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Let me do it 　　." With that, he drew his blade, stepped forward, and unleashed a "Heavenly Thunderclap" strike. 　　 Shen Qingfang was unable to stop him and sighed inwardly. 　　 As the blade flashed, the Nine Nether Demon remained unmoved, uttering a chilling, "Shen Qingfang, why bother with this pointless act 　　?" Suddenly, he let out a soft "Eh!", realizing that the incoming blade force contained a hidden, incredibly sharp blade aura 　　. 　　 Being a master, the Nine Nether Demon instinctively stepped forward, dodging the blade aura. His "Nine Nether Undying" technique 　　flowed effortlessly throughout his body. 　　 Taking advantage of the situation, the retainer seized the initiative, letting out a long roar and 　　unleashing dozens of sword energies that swept towards the Nine Nether Demon. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon, never expecting a cultivator among Shen Qingfang's retainers, was momentarily 　　careless and lost the initiative. Enraged, he roared and fiercely grabbed at the incoming sword energy with his long fingers, instantly 　　dissipating it. 　　 The retainer, shocked that his attack was so easily defeated, was greatly surprised. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon did not retaliate, but said in a sinister voice, "You are definitely not a member of the Shen family. Who are you, then?" 　　 The retainer also stopped, laughed loudly, and threw away the long sword in his hand. Without any apparent movement, his retainer's 　　robes tore open with a "ripple," revealing a Taoist robe underneath. Embroidered on the chest of the robe was a Tai Chi symbol, and 　　below the Tai Chi was a small golden sword. 　　 "So you are a Golden Swordsman from the Sword Dao Alliance. Heh heh, fifty years ago, the Sword Dao Alliance was wiped out by my Nine Nether Cave. I did 　　n't expect there to be remnants. Today, I will wipe you all out completely."

"Enough with the nonsense! Today, I, Li Ji, will avenge my sect's blood debt!" With a resounding shout, Li Ji declared,
"The Tai Chi Begins!" His voice faded, and a brilliant light erupted from within his body, unleashing a golden sword that struck the Nine Nether Demon with lightning speed.
Seeing this legendary flying sword technique, the crowd momentarily forgot their fear, staring in stunned silence.
The golden swordsman was a first-class swordsman in the Sword Alliance, his strength not to be underestimated. The Nine Nether Demon dared not be careless either. "Asura
Demon Heaven!" His long robe suddenly billowed open, and in an instant, the world seemed to darken. Those standing there suddenly felt the air
tighten, and an incomparably poisonous energy assaulted their bodies. Four people instantly collapsed to the ground with a muffled groan.
"Demonic art is vicious! Everyone, retreat ten feet!" Li Ji was shocked. He hadn't expected the Nine Nether Demon's "Asura Demon Heaven"
to have reached the ninth level, capable of injuring people even beyond his own sword energy.
"Two Elements Begin!" With a roar, the golden sword split in two, like two swimming dragons attacking the Nine Nether Demon.
The Nine Nether Demon cackled, "Li Ji, although you have now cultivated to the Platinum level, within three rounds, this old ancestor
will send your soul to the underworld. Demonic Ghost Hand!" With that, three enormous, dark hands suddenly appeared above the Nine Nether Demon's head, appearing without a trace
. One on the left, one on the right, they grabbed the two golden swords, while the middle one lunged at Li Ji.
Man and sword as one, Li Ji felt as if struck by a heavy blow when his sword was caught by the ghost hand, and he dodged the grabbing ghost hand with lightning speed.
Unexpectedly, this ghost hand seemed to have eyes, suddenly changing from a claw to a palm, striking at Li Ji.
Unable to dodge in time, Li Ji could only concentrate all his power into his hands, forcefully striking the ghost hand.
"Bang!" The ghost hand, struck by this heavy blow, immediately dispersed and disappeared. Li Ji, however, staggered back more than ten steps, feeling
as if struck by lightning. A mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, staining the Tai Chi pattern on his chest with blood.
"Demon-Slaying Tai Chi Kill!" Knowing he was no match, Li Ji channeled all his power to its peak, unleashing his final move.
The twin swords in the air seemed to sense their master's resignation, letting out a mournful cry. Their golden light intensified, obliterating the ghostly hand
and shooting towards the Nine Nether Demon with overwhelming force. The sword light flowed like mercury spilling onto the ground, its power astonishing.
"A mere trick, yet you dare to show your face!" the Nine Nether Demon roared, pressing down with his palms. Two streams of black energy met the golden swords, instantly enveloping them. In a flash, the black energy dissipated, and the golden swords shattered into several pieces, 　　falling to the ground
with a clang . 　　 Seeing his sect's golden sword, honed over many years, reduced to scrap metal, Li Ji, his primordial spirit crippled and life extinguished, wailed 　　, transforming himself into a sword in a final desperate struggle. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon scoffed, coldly unleashing a thin red beam of light that shot towards Li Ji. 　　 Do not underestimate this red thread. It was forged by the Nine Nether Demon from a ten-thousand-year-old icy jade from the Demon Sea, tempered with his own primordial 　　spirit. It is specifically designed to break through the protective qi of cultivators, instantly freezing the blood flow of all meridians. Those with low cultivation levels cannot even escape the primordial spirit. 　　 The icy jade needle moved with extreme speed. Li Ji felt a chill on the top of his head, followed by a surge of icy energy that rapidly flowed from his Baihui acupoint throughout 　　his body, instantly lowering his blood temperature to freezing. With a muffled groan, Li Ji collapsed to the ground, exhausted. In a short while, his entire body was 　　covered in a layer of frost, and his life was naturally in grave danger. 　　 Seeing the terrified looks in everyone's eyes, the Nine Nether Demon sneered, "Shen Qingfang, even if you invite a Great Luo 　　Immortal today, what do I have to fear!" 　　 Seeing the Nine Nether Demon's incredible demonic power, the Shen family members felt like meat on a chopping block, knowing that 　　they could not escape death today, and that it would be a death in which even resistance was futile. Despair was evident on everyone's faces. 　　 Suddenly, a clear and melodious sword cry, like a dragon's roar, rang out from the sky, rapidly approaching 　　. 　　 Upon hearing this, the Nine Nether Demon's expression changed drastically, and he looked towards the source of the sound. 　　 "Why has the moon turned purple…" The Shen family members also looked up at the sound, exclaiming in unison. 　　 The sky had darkened sometime earlier, and the moon hung high in the sky. Through the branches above the walkway, they saw that 　　the moon was quite unusual, emitting a faint, mysterious purplish-red light. 　　 In that instant of exclamation, a sword pierced through the air, hovering above the Nine Nether Demon and the Shen family. 　　 The sword was named Purple Moon, three feet four inches long and seven and a half inches wide, born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the foremost of the ten treasures of cultivation. 　　 The Purple Moon Sword seemed to reign supreme, buzzing above everyone's heads, scrutinizing them as if it were alive. Slowly 　　turning to the Nine Nether Demon, it suddenly shone brightly, letting out a clear, dragon-like roar, before rapidly descending to 　　the same height as the Nine Nether Demon's head, as if to thwart its intentions. 　　 Facing the Purple Moon Sword, revered as the number one divine artifact in the cultivation world, and feeling its immense power, the Nine Nether Demon 　　felt fear for the first time in its history. "Nine Nether Undying" rapidly circulated and intensified within its body, a dense layer of black energy 　　enveloping the Nine Nether Demon from head to toe. 　　 "Bend!" Without the Purple Moon Sword making any move, a purple sword aura burst forth from its tip, widening like 　　a cascading waterfall, engulfing the Nine Nether Demon. 　　 Sensing the powerful sword energy approaching, the Nine Nether Demon's pupils constricted sharply, secretly alarmed by the power of the Purple Moon. 　　In a flash, he roared, "Demon Heaven, Demon Earth!" His protective black energy rapidly expanded, instantly 　　enveloping a ten-zhang radius around him and swallowing the Purple Moon whole. 　　 Even those twenty zhang away felt a chilling, malevolent energy enveloping them, and 　　leaves began to fall before them. It turned out that the trees on the plank road, destroyed by the Nine Nether Demon's energy, had lost their life force and died instantly 　　. The group quickly retreated another ten zhang before feeling more comfortable. 　　 Within the ten-zhang black energy, the sound of metal clashing rang out. Suddenly, everyone heard the Purple Moon let out a long cry, its purple light blazing 　　brightly, as if a gigantic purple sphere of light was contained within the black energy, its radiance flowing beautifully. 　　 In the blink of an eye, the sphere of light suddenly burst forth with blinding light and a deafening roar. The intense light caused 　　everyone's vision to go black for a moment. When they looked again, everything had returned to normal. The Purple Moon hovered leisurely in the air, but the Nine 　　Nether Demon was in a much worse state. He had retreated at least five zhang away, his steps unsteady, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon, hailed as the number one expert in the demonic path, never expected the Purple Moon to possess such power. His Nine Nether Undying had already reached 　　the twelfth level of the "Nine Nether Destroying Buddha" realm, yet even with his full strength, he was still far inferior. It seemed this sword was no longer 　　within the realm of cultivation but had reached the celestial realm. 　　 The Nine Nether Demon, who had always instilled terror in others, finally tasted the terror of death under the Purple Moon's overwhelming power. 　　He was now burning with internal turmoil, a Purple Moon sword aura rampaging through his body. Although the Nine Nether Demon tried his best to restrain it, in the end, he could only…

Barely pressing it down on her left leg, her left leg was practically useless.
Purple Moon emitted a melodious, bell-like sound, slowly gathering the essence of the bright moon. Although her previous attack had
severely injured Nine Nether, Nine Nether's strength had far exceeded Purple Moon's expectations, consuming a great deal of its energy. However, Purple Moon itself
was born from the convergence of heaven and earth's spiritual energy; it could be said that the vast universe was its energy source.
Finally, having accumulated enough energy, Purple Moon transformed into a dazzling purple light with a "clang,"
shooting towards Nine Nether at unimaginable speed.
Nine Nether's face turned ferocious, and with a long, piercing roar, he severed his own left leg at the root with a single palm strike. Miraculously, the wound
healed rapidly, without a drop of blood flowing, as if it had been severed for many years.
Seeing Jiu You mutilate himself at this moment, everyone gasped in shock. Shen Qingfang suddenly recalled hearing
about the demonic technique, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, which, according to legend, could instantly increase the user's power
several times over, but once a limb was severed, it could not be reattached, making it the most tragic technique in the demonic path. Witnessing it today
, he was deeply shaken.
Sure enough, after severing his left leg, Jiu You's spirits instantly lifted, and he immediately conjured a dark shield
to catch the purple light. At the same time, a wisp of black mist suddenly emerged from the top of his head, transforming into a human form that embraced Zi Yue. The human form
was none other than Jiu You's appearance, only much smaller.
It turned out that Jiu You, seeing Zi Yue's unstoppable momentum, had used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration technique to double his power to block Zi Yue's
attack, and then unleashed his natal spirit, cultivated for hundreds of years, in an attempt to perish together with Zi Yue.
As Jiuyou's primordial spirit left her body, the shield on her hand vanished instantly. Her unprotected body was instantly
obliterated by Ziyue's sword energy, but Jiuyou's primordial spirit had already embraced Ziyue, a thick circle of black energy completely enveloping her.
Everyone held their breath watching the battle, seeing Ziyue seemingly in excruciating pain within the black energy,
shooting like lightning, instantly killing all the trees and creatures around the plank road.
Ultimately, Ziyue had the upper hand, her purple light gradually eroding Jiuyou's primordial spirit. All that could be heard were piercing
screams, like the agonizing cries of a ghost from the underworld, chilling to the bone.
Finally, Ziyue completely annihilated Jiuyou's primordial spirit, her voice soaring into the sky and disappearing completely.
What seemed like an inescapable death was averted by the unexpected arrival of Zi Yue. It
took a long time for everyone to recover from their shock, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling drenched in sweat, with sweat
stains on the ground where they stood.
Shen Qingfang immediately returned to the carriage and asked, "Madam, are you alright?"
The young woman inside gave him a loving smile and said softly, "Don't worry, sir,
I'm fine. It's just that the baby kicked me quite hard."
Hearing this, Shen Qingfang looked at the young woman's pregnant belly, his face beaming with the joy of becoming a father. He gently placed his hand
on it and said tenderly, "So naughty! Your mother must have had a hard time carrying you. Be good, don't kick your mother anymore
. Daddy will let you ride on his back someday."
The young woman burst out laughing and said, "Look at you!"
Just as the two were immersed in the joy of surviving a close call, they suddenly heard a commotion outside. Shen Qingfang's
heart, which had just settled, jumped back to his throat. He said to the young woman, "Madam, stay here, don't get out of the carriage." With that,
he turned and got out.
Shen Qingfang was about to ask what was going on when he saw what was in front of him and was stunned.
It turned out that Zi Yue had returned and was now hovering outside the carriage, her sword flashing. Seeing him emerge, she suddenly
unleashed a powerful force, propelling Shen Qingfang away from the carriage. The force was exquisitely applied; Shen Qingfang felt as if he were floating on clouds,
lightly pushed away from the carriage, landing about two zhang away. He was bewildered by Zi Yue's intentions, his heart filled with suspicion.
Zi Yue circled the carriage several times, then suddenly let out a clear cry, shooting into the carriage.
This startled Shen Qingfang so much that his soul trembled. He shouted, "Madam!" and leaped towards the carriage. The guards,
also greatly alarmed, jumped towards the carriage as well.
Inside the carriage, a scream came from the lady, followed by a burst of purple light that shielded everyone. Shen Qingfang, enveloped in
this light, felt an indescribable coolness and comfort. He seemed to hear someone speaking to him, assuring him that the lady was
safe. This voice carried immense weight, and Shen Qingfang's tense heart quickly calmed .
He stood quietly beside the carriage, waiting.
A moment later, the lady's scream of 　　 pain echoed from the carriage, followed by a loud cry of a newborn baby. The protagonist of this
story—Shen Wuyai—was born, regardless of time or place 　　.
********** 　　... 　　 The Shen family was a prominent clan in Xin'an City, having lived there for fourteen generations. Ten of those generations had been vegetarians, known for their charitable deeds and generosity 　　, earning them the respect of the local people. Under Shen Qingfang's rule, the Shen family flourished, a 　　testament to their virtuous Buddhist and Taoist practices. 　　 That year, Yang Jian of Huayin ascended the throne from the Later Zhou dynasty, unifying the country and establishing the Sui dynasty, marking the first year of the Kaihuang era. 　　 Xin'an was renamed Sanqu, and a period of peace and prosperity followed. With the people farming and the war at a break, Sanqu City flourished even more. 　　 At the south gate, a large crowd of people gathered, curiously examining a notice. 　　 "Today is the anniversary of the Shen family's young master's birth. The Shen family is distributing rice and grain to help the poor. Anyone who comes to the Shen family 　　to offer their congratulations will receive ten coins." 　　 "The Shen family is doing good deeds again! Great! Fourth brother, let's go quickly!" 　　 The fourth brother, hearing this, turned around excitedly, ready to rush off. 　　Unexpectedly, a person was standing behind him. Just as he was about to bump into him, the person suddenly disappeared . He stumbled forward, but a force from behind 　　brought him back to his feet. 　　 The fourth brother was stunned, about to burst into curses, but upon seeing the person before him, 　　he swallowed back his words. 　　 It turned out that the person before him was dressed in Taoist robes, with a face like a full moon, eyes like morning stars, and a tall, elegant figure, exuding 　　an air of otherworldly grace. This Taoist bowed slightly to him and said, "Esteemed benefactor, this humble Taoist bows."

Influenced by the Shen family, the people of Sanqu City were extremely devout Buddhists and Taoists, let alone such an ethereal and otherworldly
Taoist. The fourth brother hurriedly and awkwardly returned the greeting, saying, "I dare not, I dare not, Taoist Master, what can I do for you?"
The Taoist smiled and said, "This humble Taoist has been traveling here, and my purse is empty. May I trouble you if you know of any inexpensive inns in this city
?"
Hearing this, the fourth brother couldn't help but laugh, "It seems you are truly new to Sanqu City
. Why would you need an inn? The Shen family in this city provides free accommodation and meals to all wandering monks and Taoists
, for as long as you wish."
"Oh, I didn't expect to find such a benevolent person here. How can I get there?"
The fourth brother thought to himself, "This is my chance to strike it rich! Taking such a celestial being to the Shen family will surely bring a great reward! "
With this thought, he smiled broadly and said, "Since you wish to go, Taoist Master, I will show you the way."
"How could I trouble you, benefactor!"
"Oh, Daoist Master, what are you saying? Please, please follow me!" The fourth brother, fearing someone else would snatch it away, quickly
led the way.
The journey from the south gate wasn't far; in no time, the two arrived at the Shen family's gate. The gate
was brightly decorated, and guests were flocking in—a lively scene indeed.
The fourth brother said as they walked, "Today is the Shen family's young master's birthday anniversary. Daoist Master, you've really come at the right time!
Perhaps Master Shen will be so pleased that he'll reward you with ten or twenty taels of silver!"
The Daoist smiled slightly but didn't reply, his eyes only observing the Shen family's residence ahead.
The fourth brother quickened his pace and approached a servant at the gate, bowing and scraping, saying, "Brother Fu,
there's a great celebration at the manor today! Congratulations!"
Brother Fu glanced back at him and smiled, "Oh, it's the fourth brother. The rice distribution and rewards are at the left side gate.
What brings you here?"
The fourth brother smugly replied, "I was on my way, but a Taoist priest requested to see Master Shen, so I was just showing him
the way!"
Hearing this, Brother Fu looked up at the Taoist priest. Upon seeing him, he quickly stepped aside from the fourth brother and hurried to greet him, clasping his hands
and bowing, saying, "So it's an honor to have the Taoist priest here! I'm so sorry for not welcoming you sooner."
The Taoist priest bowed back and smiled, "You flatter me. I was too presumptuous."
Brother Fu invited the Taoist priest to the entrance hall and then hurried to invite Shen Qingfang. The fourth brother followed the Taoist priest into the entrance hall,
looked around, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement, thinking to himself: This entrance hall is bigger than my house!
Shen Qingfang rushed over and first looked the Taoist priest over in the hall. He was secretly pleased. Although he had received many
Taoist priests and monks, none had ever been as ethereal and otherworldly as this one. He laughed heartily and said, "Taoist Master, I am truly
sorry for the late arrival!"
Upon seeing him enter, the fourth brother immediately stood to one side, not daring to utter a sound. The Taoist priest , however, seemed to have anticipated this,
smiling as he stood up, clasped his hands in prayer, and said, "I am already fortunate that you, sir, have not bothered me." After speaking, he
looked Shen Qingfang up and down, then smiled and nodded.
Shen Qingfang felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze under the Taoist priest's gaze, knowing he was no ordinary person. He quickly invited him inside. As for the fourth brother,
he received a reward of ten taels of silver and hurried away.
It turned out that the Taoist priest was a Kunlun cultivator with the Taoist name Puhua. Because the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was approaching, he was traveling the world, seeking
treasures in the world to refine for self-defense. Jiangnan is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, and Puhua naturally wouldn't overlook it, so he sought out
this place.
The two chatted for a long time, and when all the guests in the front hall had arrived, Shen Qingfang invited the Taoist to the banquet.
The banquet didn't end until the third watch of the night, and everyone left in high spirits.
Taoist Puhua was also happy, and after drinking a little, he was helped by Shen Qingfang to the east wing to rest, where he fell into a drunken
sleep. After the banquet in the front hall ended, Puhua, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shone brightly
, showing no signs of being drunk.
"I never expected to encounter someone possessing the power of the 'Charming Maiden's Profound Yin' here, and she's even Shen Qingfang's wife
. It's truly an effortless stroke of luck," Pu Hua muttered to himself, a sinister glint in his eyes, his daytime radiance completely gone.
"Shen Qingfang, don't blame me. It's your own fault for possessing two treasures yet being utterly useless. Why
not give them to me? Let them be put to good use, so as not to betray the good intentions of Heaven and Earth in creating these treasures."
Pu Hua finished dressing, listened carefully to the sounds outside, and then his entire body dissolved into the night like smoke
.
Shen Qingfang, overjoyed, was already completely drunk. Madam Shen was also slightly intoxicated. After looking at the sleeping Xiao
Wuya, she returned to her room to bathe and rest.
Immersing her weary body in the hot water, the day's fatigue seemed to melt away. Madam Shen closed her eyes and relaxed
, unaware that a pair of burning eyes were watching her jade-like body outside the window.
"The allure of this woman is truly extraordinary!" Rao Puhua, a seasoned womanizer with countless conquests, was
dazzled by this exquisite body.
Madam Shen gently rubbed the soap from her neck down, pausing on her high, firm breasts. Though she had given birth,
her proud breasts remained firm and upright, even her nipples as tender as ever,
like a touch of pink blooming in the snow-white peaks.
Touching her own flesh, Madam Shen let out a sigh that was barely audible to herself. Shen Qingfang, abstaining
from worldly desires, respected and loved her deeply, but there was very little affection between them, especially after Wuya's birth. They
seemed to be husband and wife in name only. How could a young woman in her prime endure the loneliness of spring?
"The hot spring has made my skin smooth and supple." Madam Shen felt a warm surge of spring passion spreading from her abdomen throughout her body. Her hands involuntarily
caressed her body, and the shameful place between her legs grew increasingly hot and tight.
"How could this be? Shen Lang..." The lady's slender fingers slowly moved towards her crotch, inserting
into the thick, dark, glossy pubic hair. There, it felt like a furnace, so hot it could melt her body.
A faint fragrance filled the room. The lady's cheeks flushed red. Her fingers, pressing against her private parts, told her that it was already
wet. A fiery desire filled her body, and her cherry lips unconsciously uttered a captivating moan.
"Shen Lang, how could you leave me alone, Shen Lang..."
Her vulva suddenly twitched, and the lady couldn't control herself, letting out a lewd cry. Now she longed for a huge object to fill
her empty body.
Puhua walked to the bathtub and slowly undressed. He hadn't been able to see the whole picture before, but now
the lady's entire body was before him. Her body was like jade, flawless, her breasts
full and round, her waist easily encircled, and her pubic hair black and glossy—a masterpiece of nature.
In no time, Puhua had removed his clothes and gently lifted the lady from the bathtub, lewdly saying, "Madam,
since you are so eager, let this humble Taoist serve you."
Sensing the strange man's presence, the lady suddenly awoke, opening her eyes to see a jade-like face and red lips before her—it was none other than
Puhua, the Taoist who had come to her side during the day. A chill ran through her body, and she cried out, "What...what are you doing in my room? Get
out!" She tried to struggle but felt utterly powerless.
"Madam, I saw you were lonely in your boudoir. As a monk, I am happy to do good deeds, and I have come specifically to relieve your worries."
Puhua chuckled lewdly, grabbing the powerless lady and placing her on a nearby couch.
The lady was both ashamed and anxious. Her eyes immediately fell upon Puhua's jade-like member, only half-erect, yet already
thicker and longer than her husband's at his peak. Seeing Puhua's lustful gaze upon her usually exquisite body, she was overcome with anger and
rage, letting out a soft moan before fainting.
Now, lying limply on the bed, the lady's posture was languid, her hair disheveled, her full breasts rising and falling with her breath
, igniting Puhua's lust. His penis throbbed and hardened, becoming over a foot long, its veins strong and
its glans red and menacing, as if ready to devour her.
"By gathering this ethereal Yin essence and adding the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearls, not only can I avoid the Heavenly Tribulation, but the cultivation world will also be under my control!
Hahahaha!!!" Pu Hua had already used the "Five Ghosts Locking the Realm Technique" to lock the building when he entered, showing no fear of his voice leaking out.
Looking at the lady on the bed, completely at his mercy, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling smug.
Under the influence of the "Heavenly Fragrance Bewitching Dew," the lady slowly awoke. Seeing Pu Hua before her, and his previously
half-erect penis now fully erect, she was filled with shock and anger, but her body, aroused by the "Heavenly Fragrance Bewitching Dew," felt
a surge of heat.
"My master treats you as an honored guest, yet you dare to commit such an unjust act!
It's not too late to stop now." "Madam, my brother is already on the verge of death, and there's no time to lose him. Madam has been lonely for a long time, so why not make
a favor and ascend to bliss with me!" Puhua Lushan grabbed the madam's proud breasts with his large claws, feeling their smoothness, plumpness
, and softness. He couldn't help but lewdly laugh, pinching and teasing her nipples. The madam was a virgin, and how could she resist such
demonic hands? She felt both numb and tingling, and her two newly peeled nipples involuntarily stood erect and hard.
"Who...who exactly are you?"
"Madam, you have asked so kindly, how could I not tell you everything? After tonight, you and I will be a divine couple, and I
will naturally not hide anything." Puhua's hands were full of tender flesh, and his lust was uncontrollable. One hand had already slid over the madam's white jade-like abdomen,
gently combing the abundant pubic hair on her mons pubis.
The lady felt as if Puhua's hands were electrified, causing itching and numbness wherever they touched. Although her mind was clear, her body
reacted uncontrollably.
Puhua suddenly slid his fingers into the lady's hot, wet vulva. The lady shuddered, a surge of heat coursing through her
body, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan. By the time she realized it, it was too late to withdraw, and her face flushed with shame and anger as she glared at
Puhua.
Puhua chuckled lewdly and lightly touched her clitoris with his finger. The lady felt as if she had been electrocuted; her most sensitive spot was
being teased, and her body convulsed and trembled involuntarily.
In this way, in no time, under Puhua's seductive touches and caresses, the lady's entire body was burning hot, flushed
a faint red, adding to her allure. Her vulva was as wet as mud, her labia opening and closing, revealing the pink
flesh inside. Her desire had reached its peak, the lady's eyes were glazed, and her psychological defenses slowly began to crumble.
Pu Hua's fingers, glistening with lustful fluids, felt the lady's vaginal opening twitching incessantly, knowing she was deeply aroused.
Suddenly, he forcefully thrust his fingers into her overflowing vagina.
The lady let out a sharp cry, her sensitive flesh gripping the inserted finger tightly, like
a child suckling.
"Under my Heavenly Fragrance Dew, even a virtuous woman becomes a wanton one. But the alluring yin of a woman is no small matter; one must be extremely
careful," Pu Hua murmured to himself, his fingers inside the lady's vagina scraping and churning, gradually touching the soft
clitoris. He pressed and stirred the clitoris.
The lady's hands, which had been limply hanging on the bed, suddenly found strength and grabbed Pu Hua, letting
out a hoarse cry. Pu Hua felt a surge of heat flow from her vagina, and quickly lowered his head to her lower body, pressing his lips to
the opening and drinking every last drop of the flowing yin dew.
The Mysterious Yin of the Maiden is said to be a portion of Nuwa's primordial spirit that accidentally remained in the mortal realm after her ascension. These spirits
are also subject to reincarnation in the mortal world, and any woman reincarnated from the Mysterious Yin is invariably blessed with unparalleled beauty. If misused, it can bewitch
mortals, like Daji and Meixi.
For cultivators, the Mysterious Yin is an invaluable treasure, especially for Puhua, whose
cultivation path is based on the union of Yin and Yang. It is like a fish in water,
a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. Puhua felt the Mysterious Yin transform into a stream of cool energy as soon as it entered his abdomen, flowing through his meridians. Instantly, his spirit was greatly
invigorated, and his penis was already throbbing.
He hadn't expected that just this little bit of Mysterious Yin would have such a miraculous effect. Puhua thought to himself, "The Record of Mysterious Things is indeed true." Seeing
that his wife on the bed was already burning with desire, he chuckled and pressed the mushroom-sized head of his penis against the opening of her
vagina. Taking advantage of the wetness of her vaginal fluids, he forced open the tight vaginal muscles and inserted it inside.
Although the lady had recently given birth, her vagina was still as tight as a virgin's. Despite the abundant lustful fluids, Pu Hua still struggled
to insert his penis to its full extent. He felt the many orifices within, the tender flesh gripping his shaft tightly, a truly
pleasurable sensation. He couldn't help but exhale, thinking to himself, "The Mysterious Void of the Maiden is indeed extraordinary. If not for me, who could withstand it?"
With that thought, he slowly withdrew his penis.
The lady felt a thick, hard, and burning hot object filling her emptiness completely. The glans pressed against the core of her vagina,
as if pressing against her heart. She felt as if she were floating on air. Suddenly, the object slowly withdrew. Already devoid of reason
, she tensed up, raising her legs to tightly clamp Pu Hua's waist, preventing his penis from retreating an inch.
Taking
advantage of the lady's grip, Puhua thrust his penis deep inside, chuckling, "Madam,
this humble Taoist will satisfy you." He then proceeded to thrust into her jade vulva with the "nine shallow, one deep" technique, penetrating over a thousand times.
This vigorous thrusting caused the lady's heart to bloom, her vagina overflowing with lustful fluids,
soaking a large patch of the bedding beneath her buttocks.
Puhua felt his penis being tightly gripped by a warm, fleshy sac, as if a small mouth was holding his glans within her jade orifice.
His entire being felt as if he were floating on air. Looking at his usually dignified lady now consumed by lust, Puhua was
dazzled. He felt his urethra loosen, gradually entering a state of ecstasy. Startled, he pressed down, took a deep breath, and finally
locked his virginity.
“Once the 'Charming Maiden's Profound Yin' is activated, it is indeed unstoppable. I risked my life to enter the Swamp of
Ten Thousand Evils to collect the Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew; I must not fail now.”
The lady was already reaching her peak. When Pu Hua stopped, he felt the head of her penis quietly pressing against her clitoris. His heart was pounding
like an ant on a hot pan, extremely unbearable. With a twist of her slender waist, she took the initiative, wantonly pressing closer. Her jade gate swelled
, enveloping his penis, swaying up and down. The point where the two joined together made a series of soft, wet sounds.
Pu Hua felt the lady's vagina becoming tighter and tighter, the temperature so high it felt like it was going to cook his penis . The
primordial yang he had just tried his best to lock was restless again. He had no choice but to suddenly raise the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art to its highest level, until his penis
was hard and burning hot like red iron, only then did he feel a little relieved.
Seeing the lustful and unbearable sight of his wife, Puhua reached down to their joined groin, touching her hardened
clitoris. His Yin-Yang Divine Skill flowed from his fingertips, transforming into a warm current.
The wife, unable to withstand such teasing, was further provoked by Puhua's vigorous thrusts to her clitoris. She was speechless, her vaginal
fluids gushing forth like a burst dam.
Her vaginal muscles convulsed, and she reached another peak of desire. The gushing nectar was naturally exhausted by Puhua.
The two entwined passionately until the sun was high in the sky, when the wife finally fell into a deep sleep, satisfied. The entire bed
was soaked with her fluids. Puhua, having continuously replenished his nectar, was now brimming with energy, his skin glowing faintly. Unexpectedly,
his Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill, which had been difficult to master for thirty years, had suddenly advanced to the Thirteenth Mysterious Tower overnight.
Looking at the exhausted sleeping lady on the bed, Pu Hua lewdly laughed, "Ordinary women
would die within three rounds under my crotch. The 'Charming Maiden's Mysterious Yin' is indeed incredible. It seems that it would take ten years to fully extract this woman's jade dew. Fortunately,
I planted the Lantian Jade Seed inside you. From now on, you will share the ultimate bliss with me. It is your good fortune."
His gaze fell on the lady's heaving breasts, and Pu Hua's heart fluttered. His penis involuntarily became hot again
. Pu Hua listened to the sounds outside the building and sighed, "After dealing with Shen Qingfang and his men, I will have
another epic battle with you." After saying this, he ran his hand over the lady's body again before touching her forehead with a finger and
disappearing.
As soon as he returned to his room, he saw Shen Qingfang waiting outside, looking flustered. Seeing him return, Shen Qingfang
rushed forward as if to save a life, bowing respectfully and saying, "Daoist Master, you've finally returned!"
Pu Hua, knowing full well what was going on, feigned ignorance and returned the bow with a smile, saying, "Shen Shanchang, you seem flustered.
What troubles you?"
"I apologize for my rudeness yesterday, Daoist Master. This morning, my servants wanted to invite my wife to lunch, but upon entering
the building where she resided, they felt a chilling wind, as if a ghost was blocking their way. She remained there for a long time, and in desperation, we had no choice but
to ask you, Daoist Master, to use your supernatural powers to expel this evil spirit from our house. Please do not refuse."
"Very well, this humble Daoist will do his best."
Shen Qingfang was overjoyed and thanked him profusely. The two then proceeded together towards the lady's residence. Upon arriving, they found
a large group of servants and maids already gathered, who bowed to them.
When Puhua came out, he deliberately didn't remove the "Five Ghosts Locking the Realm," waiting for Shen Qingfang to come and invite him. He was secretly
pleased with himself. Standing in front of the building, he pretended to calculate with his fingers, then frowned deeply and remained silent for a long time.
Shen Qingfang's heart tightened. He walked to Puhua's side and asked, "Daoist, how is it?"
"To be honest, there are at least five extremely ferocious ghosts around this building..."
"That's right, there are five. I saw them with my own eyes." The lady's personal maid, who had just gone in, hurriedly
exclaimed. Thinking of the encounter with those five ghosts, the maid still felt lingering fear.
"Oh, were they single-horned, with blood-red eyes, and twelve feet tall?"
"Yes, yes, Daoist, you didn't even go in, how did you know?"
Shen Qingfang said reassuredly: Truly capable. Then he said, "Now that you know what kind of ghosts they are, you must have a good plan to deal with them."
Pu Hua looked troubled and said, "Good Master, you don't know this, but these five ghosts are not from the human world. They are
treasures hidden in the heavens and earth for a long time, and their precious energy has condensed and formed. They are called treasure demons. Although I have studied Taoist magic, what I have learned
is only how to deal with ghosts and monsters in the human world. I have no way to deal with these things!"
Shen Qingfang was stunned when he heard this. His Shen family had treasured the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl for seven generations. He never expected that he would
have five treasure demons in his hands. This was something he had never heard of before, and he hesitated for a moment.
Pu Hua was secretly pleased. It seemed that Shen Qingfang believed him more than he doubted. He then said, "I
studied under my master in my younger days and learned a method to deal with the magic demon, but..."
Shen Qingfang was overjoyed and quickly said, "Please tell me your best plan, Master. I will be eternally grateful!"
Pu Hua frowned and said unhappily, "What do you take me for, Master? In that case, I
'll take my leave." He turned away angrily.
Shen Qingfang was taken aback and quickly grabbed Pu Hua, bowing and saying, "I spoke without thinking. Please forgive me, Master.
I was flustered because of my wife's situation. Please give me your advice, Master. My wife's life depends on you."
Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.
"Alas, so be it!" Pu Hua feigned reluctance and sighed, "This method is extremely taxing on my spiritual power, and it requires the
full cooperation of a skilled master..."
Shen Qing was overjoyed and said, "I will forever remember your life-saving grace, Master. If you need
anything from me, please feel free to give your orders."
"The treasure demon originates from a treasure, and its source lies within the treasure. Naturally, one must see the source of the treasure before one can obtain it."
Before Puhua could finish speaking, Shen Qingfang turned and called out, "Shen An, quickly open the inner treasury and order people to
move all the rare and precious items in the mansion here."
"Yes, Master."
Upon hearing the order, everyone immediately followed Shen An and then moved the treasures from the inner treasury over in fits and starts. With
so many people and so many hands, the back room was filled with countless treasures in a short while, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Puhua was secretly astonished. He hadn't expected Shen Qingfang to have so many treasures. Although none
of them were as valuable as the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl, they were all priceless items in the mortal world. Some of them were even rare in the cultivation world.
"Heavenly Wind Arrives," Puhua picked up an inconspicuous bronze artifact and suddenly remembered that there was
a similar artifact in the Record of Strange Treasures in the Xuanyi Lu. Legend has it that this treasure was used by the Yellow Emperor in his battle against the Yan Emperor. It could
summon a fierce wind and was extremely powerful. It had disappeared without a trace after the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven. He never expected to see it in Shen Qingfang's possession.
Puhua slowly examined all the treasures, shaking his head in silence. Shen Qingfang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Daoist, have you found
the source of the treasure demon?"
"Since you don't believe me, why try to keep me here?" Puhua said unhappily.
"Daoist, why do you say that!"
"These are indeed great treasures of the mortal world, but they are not treasures of heaven and earth. If treasure demons could be formed from these treasures,
wouldn't the mortal world be filled with them? Since you are afraid of the treasures being revealed, I will not make things difficult for you. I will take my leave now!" With that, Puhua made a move
to leave.
"Daoist, please wait." Shen Qingfang looked at the desolate boudoir before him and sighed, "Daoist, please forgive me.
It is truly an ancestral instruction that this item must not be easily revealed. Please forgive me for any offense I may have caused. I will
retrieve the treasures now. Please wait a little longer."
Puhua smiled without speaking, stopping in his tracks. Everything was within his calculations.
A moment later, Shen Qingfang, carrying a small wooden box, walked over heavily and said, "Daoist Master,
the treasure of heaven and earth I spoke of earlier must be this." He slowly opened the box.
The onlookers all stared wide-eyed, eager to see what this treasure was, only to find two murky,
dull pearls lying inside, much to their disappointment.
Puhua, however, was overjoyed. The Sun and Moon Spirit Pearls! After countless hardships, he had finally seen one of the ten treasures of cultivation—the Sun and Moon
Spirit Pearls. "With the Sun Spirit in hand, the yang cannot invade; with the Moon Spirit in hand, the yin bows down."
Puhua, being shrewd and calculating, knew this was not the time to seize the pearls. Although overjoyed, he remained outwardly solemn,
carefully taking the wooden box in his hands, examining it for a long time, and finally holding the Sun Spirit Pearls firmly in his grasp.
Upon holding the Sun Spirit, Pu Hua felt a warm, yang energy flow from his hand into his body, as if bathed in gentle sunlight
. His dantian trembled slightly, and the yang energy gradually gathered and took shape—a sign of the inner embryo solidifying! After holding it for a moment,
Pu Hua switched to the Moon Spirit. Even with years of cultivation, Pu Hua couldn't withstand the cool, yin energy emanating from the Moon Spirit and shivered.
He quickly placed the Moon Spirit into the box and said to Shen Qingfang, "Indeed, these are the two beads
. This humble Daoist will subdue the demons now."
Hearing Pu Hua's words, Shen Qingfang's heart finally settled, and he hurriedly said, "It's all thanks to the Daoist's divine skill."
Pu Hua bowed slightly, holding the wooden box, and stopped five steps in front of the boudoir, muttering incantations. Originally,
it wouldn't have taken him long to subdue these five ghosts, but now he was going to go all out.
The group stood close together, feeling the eerie wailing and howling of ghosts within the boudoir. Suddenly, five one-horned demons appeared
before the building, a truly terrifying sight.
The five ghosts trembled with fear upon seeing their master. Puhua shouted, "Five ghosts, why don't you prostrate yourself before this precious pearl?" Only then
did the group realize that the pearl was indeed extraordinary.
Puhua then performed a series of movements in a Bagua pattern, followed by a shout. The pearl in the wooden box emitted a faint light, enveloping the five ghosts.
In an instant, the five ghosts vanished, and a chilling wind swept away their presence.
The crowd cheered, and Shen Qingfang was overjoyed. He hurried forward and saw that Puhua was pale and listless.
He was deeply grateful and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Daoist Master."
Puhua managed a weak smile and said, "This is the first time I've encountered something like this. My Daoist skills are rusty. Please forgive my clumsiness
." After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Although the ghosts have been subdued, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep up for long before they come out and cause trouble again
!"
Shen Qingfang was shocked and said, "What should we do? Daoist Master, you are a benevolent person. Please, please help me eliminate
these ghosts!"
"It's not that there's no way, it's just..." Puhua hesitated.
"Daoist Master, as long as there is a way, I, Shen, will not hesitate to pay any price."
“Sir, you misunderstand. I was merely worried that you might not trust me. This method requires me to temporarily
store the treasure and use the Heavenly Gang Samadhi True Fire to refine the ghost. However, this treasure is a family heirloom, and even a
glance from me would be disrespectful. How could I dare to keep it for any longer?”
Shen Qingfang hesitated upon hearing this. Suddenly, someone in the crowd called out, “Madam is coming down.”
He saw Madam slowly descending her boudoir, supported by her maid. She looked weak and still shaken. Shen Qingfang hurriedly
went to meet her, taking her hands in his. He felt their coldness and felt a pang of pity. He asked, “Biyu, you
’ve been frightened. Are you alright?”
Madam slowly shook her head and said coldly, “Don’t worry, Master, I’m fine.
” Hua opened his Dharma Eye and looked at the lady. He saw a blue light flickering between her forehead, and knew that the Jade Planting Technique had
taken effect on her. Seeing her slender figure, he couldn't help but feel a
surge of pride, but he didn't show it on his face. He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "This humble Taoist greets the lady."
Shen Qingfang quickly said, "Lady, it was this immortal who just subdued the harassing ghost."
The lady returned the bow and said, "Thank you for your help, Taoist Master, for saving my life."
Jade Planting Technique is a supreme technique in the Yin-Yang Sect for controlling people's minds. Its brilliance lies in the fact that after the jade is planted, the person's
mind is not lost, and they are connected with the caster's mind. Unlike ordinary mind-controlling techniques, which only cause people to lose their minds
and become a mindless walking corpse.
The lady was startled and suddenly nestled into Shen Qingfang's arms, sobbing, "My lord, I
was truly terrified just now, thinking I would never see you and Bao'er again. Fortunately, the immortal helped me. If the ghost had come again,
I'm afraid the entire Shen family would have suffered!"
Thinking of the hideous and terrifying ghost from before, Shen Qingfang was still shaken. Finally, she said, "Fortunately, you have a great method to
subdue the ghost, Madam, please don't worry." With great care, she handed the box containing the treasure to Puhua, saying, "Daoist
Master, the lives of the Shen family depend on you. May I ask how many days it will take for you to perform the ritual, and what you will need?"
Puhua took the box. Even with his deep composure, his brow twitched slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Fortunately
, he kept his head down, and Shen Qingfang didn't notice.
"Don't worry, Master," Shen Qingfang said, "I am confident I can subdue the ghost within seven days. I will trouble you to prepare a pill-refining room."
Hearing that it would only take seven days, Shen Qingfang felt relieved and quickly said, "I have a ready-made pill-refining room here. Daoist Master, please
come with me to take a look." After speaking, she turned and instructed the maidservants beside her to help her to rest, saying to her, "Madam
, you have been frightened for a while; you should rest well."
The lady nodded, bid farewell to the two, and went upstairs. Except for the steward, everyone in the family went back to their respective duties.
The alchemy room was located in the back garden of the Shen family, flanked by artificial hills and fish ponds, facing several clusters of blooming flowers—a truly tranquil
place.
Pu Hua and Shen Qingfang entered the alchemy room and saw a giant alchemy furnace, with many lead
and mercury used in Taoist alchemy placed beside it. On the wall in front of the furnace, the Three Pure Ones of Taoism were enshrined, and to the right of the furnace, a small pond was dug
, with several bamboo tubes drawing in clear mountain spring water.
After looking at it, Shen Qingfang asked, "Daoist Master, is there anything else missing? I will have someone prepare it immediately."
"Everything is available, but I must not be disturbed during the refining of the demon. Please give the order, otherwise
the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Of course, but what about Daoist Master's food...?" "
I have practiced the art of fasting since childhood. This spring water is enough for a mere seven days!"
Hearing this, Shen Qingfang felt a surge of respect, thinking to himself that he was indeed a divine being. He quickly replied, "I will obey Daoist
Master's orders. I look forward to hearing good news from you in seven days."
Pu Hua bowed and watched Shen Qingfang leave the alchemy room. His gaze suddenly turned fierce, like a wolf eyeing its prey.
He sneered inwardly, "Seven days. Seven days later will be your death day."
Feeling the wooden box in his hand suddenly vibrate, Pu Hua was startled. The treasure was spiritual. The Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl
had been kept by the Shen family for generations and was already intimately connected with the Shen family. If he handled it improperly, he would suffer a backlash from the treasure.
Thinking of this, Puhua suppressed his evil thoughts, turned around, and sat down on the futon.
He hadn't yet had time to refine and absorb the Jade Dew he'd collected from his wife last night. He felt a dull, uncomfortable gloom in his dantian. After all,
his Yin-Yang Divine Art hadn't yet reached the state of "Ten Thousand Forms Without Form," and his internal energy was still primarily Yang. The Jade Dew, however, was the most Yin element in the world
, naturally creating a conflict. No wonder he'd shivered uncontrollably when he held the Moon Spirit earlier.
Puhua pushed the door of the alchemy room shut with his palm, adding a "seal" seal to it as a precaution.
Only then did he feel safe enough to remove his clothes. He stroked his dantian, gradually channeling his energy to draw the dew from his dantian
to his Yin meridians. The dew, like a thin, cool spring, flowed through Puhua's Yin meridians,
slowly being activated by Yang energy to release its Yin energy. Suddenly, it dispersed and was gradually absorbed by his Yin meridians.
Pu Hua felt his Yin meridians had become much stronger, so he tentatively guided his vital energy towards the "
Bridge of Heaven and Earth" where Yin and Yang met, attempting to cross it in one fell swoop. However, he was always powerless and had to give up, returning the absorbed vital energy to
his dantian.
When he opened his eyes, it was already dusk outside the window. Pu Hua felt refreshed and invigorated, and was overjoyed. The effect of one night
was more effective than absorbing the essence of dozens of virgins. The Xuan Yin of the Maiden was indeed incredibly powerful. Thinking of his seductive and alluring wife,
Pu Hua smiled smugly.
The Ghost Spirit Cave in western Yunnan, one of the nine caves of the demonic path, was not very powerful, but its cave master, Lady Ghost Spirit, was ranked second only
to the Nine Nether Demons in cultivation. However, she never showed her strength. Although she was ranked second in the demonic path,
she had few conflicts with the righteous path. The cultivation world gradually regarded her as someone who was both righteous and evil. It was said that she was over six hundred years old.
"Cave Master, the Five Demons obey your command."
The Five Demons, black, red, cyan, white, and blue, ranked second, third, fifth, seventh, and
ninth among the second-tier cultivators, knelt before the Cave Master, Lady Ghost Spirit, so respectful that they dared not even breathe loudly.
Lady Ghost Spirit was shrouded in black gauze, but a closer look revealed her incredibly graceful figure. Beneath the gauze, her
eyes shone brightly, subtly exuding majesty, as she swept over the five people before her.
"Black Demon, how is the matter at Cangshan?" Her voice was clear and melodious, making it hard to believe that a six-hundred-year-old could
possess such a voice.
"Reporting to the Cave Master, Cangshan is currently under my control, Ghost Spirit. I guarantee that no information will be leaked."
"Good. The Cangshan Dragon Scale Grass takes a hundred years to grow a single branch. Back then, the Divine Phoenix of Erhai Lake only ate its leaves and branches before reaching the
tenth level of cultivation. This time, we must obtain it at all costs. Red Demon, how's the matter I asked you to handle?"
"Reporting to the Cave Master, the extraterrestrial divine iron is extremely hard. Although I have commissioned master craftsmen to work day and night, it is estimated that it will still take five years
to forge."
"No, it must be completed within three years. The hundred-year heavenly tribulation is approaching in the blink of an eye. I cannot wait five years for you." Lady Ghost
Spirit coldly snorted.
This cold snort startled two of the three souls of the Red Demon, who hurriedly and respectfully replied, "Master, rest assured, your subordinate will do his utmost
to supervise and complete your instructions."
The White Demon suddenly interjected, "Master, while on patrol of the Zhejiang branch, I unexpectedly discovered
the whereabouts of the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl."
Ghost Spirit always hated subordinates interrupting without being asked, but the White Demon's words made her body tremble. She sat
up from her seat, her eerie purple eyes gleaming brightly beneath her black veil.
"Speak!"
Bai Xiao said smugly, "I've discovered that the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl is currently in the hands of a gentry surnamed Shen in Sanqu City, Zhejiang Province
. It's said that this family has possessed the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl for ten generations. A year ago, the Nine Nether Demon coveted the pearl and tried to seize it, but for some
reason failed. After that, the Nine Nether Demon went into hiding."
"Oh!" Gui Ling, who was always in seclusion, wasn't very aware of what was happening outside. Hearing that even the Nine Nether Demon
hadn't succeeded in seizing the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl, he was quite shocked. Could it be…? "Bai Xiao, is there some kind of expert in Sanqu City who could defeat
the Nine Nether Demon?"
"I've investigated thoroughly. The Rotten Axe Mountain south of Sanqu City is said to be the place where the Black Plum Daoist cultivated a thousand years ago, but…"
Mei has already ascended to immortality, and there are no other signs of other cultivators appearing. Furthermore, I believe that Jiuyou, ranked first in our Dao
, possesses extraordinary abilities. The only person in the world capable of subduing him is probably a senior figure!
The Ghost Spirit pondered deeply upon hearing this. A senior figure!
"Qing, Bai, and Lan, the three of you can go there and monitor the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl day and night. Immediately notify me of any movement
. I will arrive within ten days to meet you."
The three demons, Qing, Bai, and Lan, responded in unison, "Yes."
"Alright, you may all leave!"
"Yes, sir!"
Watching the five demons respectfully leave the cave, the Ghost Spirit suddenly sighed wearily, "Three hundred years have passed, Master,
where is that person you spoke of?"
Late at night, in the Shen residence of Sanqu, at the residence of the lady, Puhua stood naked, watching with satisfaction as his lady, Xu Biyu, lay beneath him. Her
skin was like ice and jade,
her black hair flowing over her shoulders, as she lewdly held his erect penis, sucking and licking it. The penis was large and full, completely filling Biyu's cherry lips.
Saliva flowed freely as she sucked and licked, her nimble tongue sometimes curling around the glans, sometimes teasing the urethral opening, making Puhua breathe heavily, enjoying
himself immensely.
"Born with seductive bones, only four days of training, yet she has achieved what an ordinary person takes four years to accomplish, hahaha!!" Puhua's eyes
gleamed with lust. "Since I, the Flower Moon Divine Lord, inherited the lineage of the Yin-Yang Harmony Sect, for over a hundred years, although my sect has flourished,
my ranking in cultivation is only nineteenth. I thought unifying cultivation was a long way off, but today, first I obtained the Mysterious Yin of the Maiden, then
the Spiritual Pearl of the Sun and Moon. In less than twenty years, I ask the world, who can rival me!" Thinking of his triumph, Puhua
felt a surge of energy coursing through his body. His jade pestle, unknowingly, became thicker and longer than usual,
filling Biyu so completely that she let out a muffled groan, her face flushed red, unable to take any more. Puhua leered,
picked up the boneless Biyu, and threw her onto the bed padded with thick silk quilts.
The fall made Biyu cry out in pleasure, her eyes gleaming with desire, and she said in a coquettish voice, "My Lord, you
hurt me so much!"
Seeing the blue light flashing on her forehead and the undulating breasts and buttocks between her lips, Puhua was also unable to resist, saying, "This Lord will now make it up to
my little darling." "With these words, he lunged at Biyu.
Biyu giggled, her body writhing. Suddenly, her lower body touched Puhua's hot, hard jade pestle. As if struck by lightning
, her arms wrapped around Puhua's body, her waist arching upwards, her opening reaching for Puhua's jade pestle.
Puhua reached out and touched it, finding it muddy like a spring rain path. He scooped up a handful of her juices,
smelled them, and laughed, "Little slut, you can't resist anymore." He moistened the head of his penis with her juices between Biyu's legs, and taking advantage of
the lubrication, thrust it in all the way.
With a "squeak," Biyu felt her empty lower body instantly filled to the brim. The most unbearable thing was that the huge
glans reached her core, throbbing there like countless ants crawling on her heart, igniting a burning desire within her
. "My Lord, please don't torment me anymore." "
Pu Hua's thick jade pestle plunged fully into Bi Yu's tight, warm vagina, feeling the thousands of layers of vaginal flesh kneading the pestle,
especially the glans, which felt like a baby's mouth sucking and licking. The sensation was truly indescribable. The pestle seemed
to grow longer instantly, reaching the depths of Bi Yu's core. He pushed her jade-white legs high into the air with both hands, and began
to thrust hard, his hips moving in and out.
Bi Yu was in a trance, her jade cheeks flushed, feeling the burning heat of the phallus intensely pleasurable. As it thrust, her juices
made a series of 'squeaking' sounds of lust." Hearing this only fueled his passion, making him wish this blissful moment would never
end.
Puhua, in one go, worked on it for over half an hour, until Biyu's entire body convulsed, pressing tightly against him, especially
her vagina, which trembled as if in an earthquake. A stream of icy, primordial yin dew gushed forth, pouring onto Puhua's penis . Puhua was
overjoyed, pressing his penis firmly against Biyu's flower core, absorbing every last drop of the dew.
Just as Puhua was ecstatic, he suddenly felt a tremor. The five ghosts connected to his life force sent a message: someone had broken in,
and the intruder was no ordinary person.
"Finally, a cultivator has arrived, just as I expected." Pu Hua withdrew his penis from Bi Yu's vulva. Bi Yu, still
as weak as cotton, fell into a deep sleep.
After dressing, Pu Hua vanished without a trace. In a moment, he arrived at the alchemy room in the backyard. Seeing that the spirit pearl was still inside the furnace,
he sat down with peace of mind, waiting for the newcomer. His mental power spread like water, reaching a range of twenty feet, and everything within that range was visible.
Bai Xiao's figure was like a ghost, moving like a shadow in the night. Qing Lan Xiao was not far away. The three of them were
conducting a thorough search of the Shen family's residence, but the scent of the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl suddenly disappeared. Bai Xiao remembered that
he could clearly sense it last time he came, and felt strange.
Pu Hua saw that it was Bai Xiao from the Ghost Spirit Cave, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He thought to himself, "The Ghost Spirit Cave is just a second-rate sect.
Although the cave master is quite powerful, he has always been indifferent to the affairs of the martial world. I didn't expect him to be interested in the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl this time.
He must be afraid of being afflicted by heavenly tribulation. It's a pity that he only sent this lackey. It's heaven helping me." "
Thinking of this, he released a corner of the spiritual energy of the sun and moon to lure the White Demon deeper.
Sure enough, the White Demon's face lit up with joy, and after sensing for a moment, it moved towards the alchemy room. But being an old
hand at the martial world, the White Demon stopped in front of the alchemy room, suspicion already arose, and it cautiously observed the small alchemy room before it.
Intuitively, it sensed that danger lurked inside.
"Haha, as expected of the Ghost Spirit Sect's martial world tentacles. Black Demon is evil, Red Demon is fierce, Green Demon is hidden, Blue Demon is cold, and
you, White Demon, are indeed cunning. I underestimated you." Pu Hua, no longer interested in playing hide-and-seek with Bai Xiao,
revealed himself from the shadows.
Bai Xiao was startled upon seeing him. Compared to the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect was a powerful
sect second only to the Nine Nether Cave, and certainly not to be trifled with. He hadn't expected Pu Hua to beat him to it; things seemed difficult,
but courtesy was still necessary. He clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "So it's Lord Hua Yue, the Yin-Yang Sect Leader
. Bai Xiao has met you before."
Pu Hua chuckled and said, "Bai Xiao, let's get straight to the point. You've come for the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl."
Bai Xiao was taken aback, not expecting Pu Hua to be so direct. He stopped being polite and said, "Lord, you
are indeed insightful. Bai Xiao has come for the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl."
"Hehe, in that case, please tell your master that the Sun and Moon Spirit Pearl now belong to Yin-Yang, so she can give up on
that idea!"
Pu Hua's arrogant tone ignited a surge of anger in Bai Xiao. Although the Yin-Yang Sect was powerful, Lady Guiling
was still a sect leader, a senior cultivator, and, in Bai Xiao's eyes, a sacred and inviolable master. Pu Hua's audacity
in being so domineering was simply intolerable.
"Lord Huayue, although your Yin-Yang Sect is powerful, my Guiling Sect is not a sect to be ordered around. Natural treasures
belong to the virtuous. Your tone seems a bit too arrogant."
"Haha, it seems you're quite unconvinced. In that case, I can give you a chance, so that the world won't say I'm
bullying the weak."
Pu Hua's demeanor was elegant; under the moonlight, he truly possessed a refined and jade-like air, which filled Bai Xiao with suspicion.
Although Pu Hua was the leader of a sect, his own cultivation was not high, ranking only nineteenth in cultivation, not much higher than Bai Xiao.
Yet, judging from his underestimation of his opponent, he seemed fearless.
Just as he hesitated, he saw Pu Hua listen intently and laugh, "So you have reinforcements with you
. Why don't you come out and meet them?"
The last sentence was addressed to Lan Xiao, who was hiding nearby. Lan Xiao thought he had hidden himself well enough, but unexpectedly
, Pu Hua had still seen through him. He could no longer hide and leaped out from his hiding place, bowing respectfully to Pu Hua, saying, "Lan
Xiao, a subordinate of Gui Ling, greets the Divine Lord."
Pu Hua appeared relaxed, but inwardly he couldn't help but wonder. Gui Ling's five subordinates were all quite powerful;
he wondered how many had come tonight. Even the Great Wilderness Sword, ranked fifteenth in cultivation back then, couldn't gain
an advantage against the five demons combined; how could he possibly win? Although he had absorbed the Yin energy of the Maiden of Beauty for days, greatly improving his own power, if all five demons came together,
his chances of victory were slim.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he chuckled, "Since Blue Ape is here too, the rest of you, please come out and meet us!"
White Ape sneered, "If my brother and I cannot gain an advantage against the Divine Lord, the rest of you will naturally
seek guidance from him."
White Ape was indeed cunning; Pu Hua saw through his scheme in a single sentence, but he didn't reveal it. As he spoke, he secretly
gathered true energy in his palm, preparing to strike him down unexpectedly.
The difference between the righteous and demonic paths is actually nothing more than this. The righteous path acts according to the will of Heaven and justice, seeking only to be without shame before others; the demonic path
, however, uses any means necessary to achieve success. In a battle between two armies, the goal is to defeat the opponent, and the means are irrelevant
. Pu Hua, an experienced practitioner, saw the solemn expression on White Ape's face and knew perfectly well what was going on. Although he dared not
relax his guard against the hidden opponent, his first priority was to defeat the Blue and White Apes.
In a flash, he decided to deal with the two Apes as quickly as possible, and then deal with the rest of the enemies.
"Soul-Stealing!" Pu Hua attacked with lightning speed, striking with lightning speed.
With Pu Hua's palm strike, a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of warmth, arose from the surrounding void, softly enveloping the two demons
.
The Yin-Yang Harmony Sect, primarily practicing Taoist dual cultivation, was originally a prestigious and orthodox sect in the cultivation world. Unfortunately,
under its thirty-fourth leader, the sect's blind pursuit of power led to the clan's
secret cultivation of the demonic scripture, the "Heavenly Demon Technique," which defied all conventions. From then on, the sect began its decline, with its disciples relentlessly pursuing rapid power gains
. In the past two hundred years, the Yin-Yang Harmony Sect had become a thoroughly evil sect.
"Soul-Stealing" originated from the Heavenly Demon Bewitching Dance. Through generations of refinement, this
dance, originally intended only for women and used as a supplementary technique, was transformed into one of the sect's few offensive techniques.
With the release of "Soul-Stealing," the "Desire of Moro" followed, catching the two demons completely off guard as Pu Hua had become their sect leader. Unexpectedly,
they attacked without even a word of warning, catching them off guard and causing them to lose the initiative.
The usually calm Lan Xiao felt a ripple in his heart. He glanced at Bai Xiao, whose face was flushed and eyes were glazed,
and knew something was wrong. Fortunately, Lan Xiao was a seasoned warrior, known for his composure. He instantly suppressed
the strange feeling in his heart, and with a shout, jolted Bai Xiao awake from his trance.
Awakening from his daze, Bai Xiao felt his face flush red with shame and indignation. He heard Lan Xiao say leisurely,
"Pu Hua, is this all you've got?"
Pu Hua had already retreated to within three zhang of the two Xiaos, saying, "The magic of my Hehe Sect is boundless; how
could you possibly fathom it!" He then let out a sinister laugh and suddenly shouted, "Lin Bing Qi Zhe!" He then clasped his hands together
and quickly scattered them outwards like scattering rice.
Two strings of blue talismans extended from Pu Hua's palms, shimmering like two beautiful ribbons in the night
, instantly encircling the two-zhang radius where the two demons stood.
The two demons were startled. In the instant the talismans surrounded them, their spiritual senses dimmed, and the scenery before them abruptly changed.
Lan Xiao saw his familiar house—his hometown before he entered the Dao!
"Lan'er, you've come here again! Didn't you hear your mother calling you for dinner?" Lan Xiao looked in the direction of the voice and
saw a beautiful woman smiling at him. "Mother..." Before Lan Xiao could speak, the beautiful woman
grabbed his ear without warning. "Aren't you coming home with me?"
As that slender, jade-like hand gently twisted his ear, Lan Xiao felt instantly captivated and obediently followed his mother
home.
Facing his gentle and loving mother, Lan Xiao no longer knew whether it was real or not, whether Pu Hua had bewitched him,
or whether everything before was just a dream he had just had on the grass outside.
After eating his mother's food, Lan Xiao patted his full belly contentedly. Then he saw his mother smile softly at him
and say, "Lan'er, Mother is going to take a bath! Don't go outside again." The subtle
allure in her eyes seeped into Lan Xiao's heart.
Hearing the rustling sounds from inside, Lan Xiao's heart pounded again. Every time this happened, he felt the same
way. "I can't look, she's Mother!" Lan Xiao repeatedly warned himself, but his legs wouldn't
obey him, stubbornly pulling him towards that familiar place.
"Just one more look!" He peered through the crack in the door. Since discovering this crack, Lan Xiao had 　　secretly spied on his mother
through it countless times . 　　 Behind the door, Mother had already undressed, but today she didn't sit in the bathtub. Instead, she stood outside, letting 　　the afterglow of the setting sun gently bathe her naked body. Her high, firm breasts, her slender waist, her legs...

A patch of black hair. Lan Xiao felt a wave of dizziness, and his legs trembled involuntarily.
His mother scooped water with her hands and happily splashed it over herself. Water droplets flowed down her delicate skin
, and the cool sensation made her let out a seductive moan. One hand quietly reached for her high, firm breasts
. Perhaps it had been too long since they had been caressed by a man's rough hands; they were full and swollen. Her slender hand
pinched her breasts quickly and slowly, waves of pleasure seeping into her heart. After a moment, his mother's cheeks were flushed, one hand
weakly supporting herself on the tub, while the other hand vigorously caressed her breasts.
Lan Xiao breathed heavily, his hand unconsciously reaching between his legs, grasping his already hard penis and rubbing it vigorously
. Inside the door, his mother had already inserted her fingers between her legs to her vulva. In the glow of the setting sun, the area was glistening with moisture. Whether
intentionally or unintentionally, Lan Xiao's mother's jade-like buttocks were directly facing the crevice, and he clearly saw
the trickle of jade fluid flowing from her red little opening. He was momentarily stunned, leaning forward and bumping his forehead against the door.
The sound completely jolted Lan Xiao awake, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly moved back to the armchair behind the door
, closing his eyes tightly and pretending to be asleep.
A moment later, he heard his mother gently emerge from the inner room, a fragrant breeze wafting towards his nose. His mother softly called, "Lan'er,
Lan'er."
Lan Xiao was already terrified and dared not answer, his heart pounding like a drum, his back already soaked with sweat
.
In a daze, he heard his mother's soft laughter, and a smooth, fragrant hand suddenly touched Lan Xiao's forehead. That hand was as
gentle as a lover's caress, and Lan Xiao felt an unprecedented comfort.
He heard his mother's breathing grow heavier and heavier. Her delicate hand gently moved down to Lan Xiao's strong chest,
slipping inside his clothes and caressing his sweaty body.
The hand seemed to possess a magical power; Lan Xiao felt himself growing hotter and hotter. His previously limp penis, weakened by fright, became erect again
, gradually forming a tent between his legs. Noticing the unusual sensation, Lan Xiao immediately felt uneasy,
his mouth going dry and his face flushing red.
But his mother seemed unaware that Lan Xiao was feigning sleep; she merely smiled slightly when she saw the unusual sight between his legs. This
smile stirred Lan Xiao's heart. He heard his mother mutter to herself, "This child, still acting up even in his sleep...
Lan'er, my Lan'er has grown up. Do you know that your mother loves you most?"
As she spoke, her other jade-like hand gently rested on Lan Xiao's lower abdomen, slowly rotating. The intense heat seemed capable of melting gold
and iron, stirring Lan Xiao's desire. In his hazy state, he forgot that the person touching him was his own mother
. He only hoped that her delicate hand would move down to soothe his already throbbing penis.
Gradually, his mother's hand slipped inside Lan Xiao's trousers. After a moment's hesitation, she finally
grasped his erect penis as he clenched his fist. "Hoo!" It seemed that both mother and son exhaled simultaneously—a truly taboo
act!
After grasping it, his mother seemed stunned. Lan Xiao felt her scrutinize him, seemingly
unaware of his feigned sleep, and her small hand gradually began to move up and down with greater confidence.
The hot glans of his penis was being caressed by his mother's soft palm—a scene Lan Xiao had only dreamt of in his dreams. He never
imagined his dream would come true. Lan Xiao felt a sharp pain in his lower back, a rush of pleasure shooting down his body like an electric shock. With a
sudden thrust, a surge of hot semen erupted, hitting his mother's palm with its fiery heat.
His mother gasped softly, withdrawing her hand. Looking at the semen in her palm, the long-unseen, pungent
smell assaulted her senses, leaving her weak and overwhelmed with desire. Looking back at the still-sleeping Lan
Xiao, and then back at his erect penis, which, though already ejaculated, remained proudly erect, she could no longer bear the loneliness of the past years
. She grasped Lan Xiao's penis once more, her other hand slipping between her legs to caress her already overflowing vulva.
Her hand lingered on her vulva for a moment, and the mother was overcome with desire, feeling an inexplicable emptiness within.
The burning heat of the penis in her hand gradually eroded her reason. The man lying before her was no longer her own son, but
a man with a massive penis, capable of comforting her deepest desires.
At this moment, the mother's face was flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering with desire. She slowly stood up, removing her
bathcloth to reveal her flawless skin, then straddled Lan Xiao with one leg,
and slowly sat down before his erect, red penis.
Blue Ape eagerly awaited the lightning strike that would transcend human morality, while White Ape was completely engulfed
in the boundless abyss of lust. The power of the Desire of the Demon—Soul-Destroying—was not merely like the Heavenly Demon Dance, which could only disturb one's consciousness; it
could arouse the deepest desires in one's heart, causing one to sink into a sea of lust from which they could not extricate themselves until their spiritual consciousness was disordered.
Looking at the two Apes, Blue and White, who were already deeply trapped in the Desire of the Demon Realm he had created, even Pu Hua couldn't help but feel overjoyed
. In just a few days, his cultivation had reached a new level, and he had actually managed to trap two of the top experts in the cultivation world at the same time
. Thinking that in a moment, he would have two more of his natal ghost slaves, and of top quality at that, how could Pu Hua not
be ecstatic?
Just then, Pu Hua suddenly felt a breeze blowing past the back of his head. It was a very light breeze, but it made him feel cold all over, and he couldn't help but
shiver. This chill blew away all of Pu Hua's excitement.
At the same time, the phrase "Qingxiao Yin" suddenly flashed through Puhua's mind. He could no longer continue in the Moro
Realm, so he quickly withdrew his hands and turned around, his eyes gleaming as he stared ahead.
Qingxiao's figure stood seemingly invisible beneath the flower shadows. The scene before him was completely unexpected; even the renownedly calm Lanxiao
had fallen for Puhua's trick. It seemed there was no chance of victory in today's battle.
"So it's Qingxiao. Bai, Lan, and Qing have already appeared, three out of five. Why not invite Hei and Hong to come out and meet us? Although we have the advantage of eliminating
Bai and Lan first, the other three are not easy opponents. Puhua, raise your full mental guard."
Qingxiao didn't utter a word, but instead pursed its lips and let out a sharp whistle. The whistle rang in his ears, and Pu Hua suddenly felt a tingling sensation on the back of his head
. A chilling coldness penetrated his brain and assaulted his blood vessels. Startled, he staggered back several
steps, hurriedly circulating his inner energy to try and suppress the cold. After expelling the "Shadowless Gu" released by Qing Xiao, Pu Hua looked up again
and found that in just a moment, there was no one left.
"Damn it! With this person gone, Lady Ghost Spirit will probably arrive soon. It seems I can't waste any more time here."
"That's it." Pu Hua thought of Lady Ghost Spirit and couldn't help but feel a little scared. Although she was ranked second, the mystery of Lady Ghost Spirit
was such that even Jiu You back then dared not easily say whether she would win or lose, let alone him.
"Since that's the case..." A murderous glint flashed in Pu Hua's eyes. He rushed back to his alchemy room, carefully storing the Sun and Moon Pearl in
his backpack before disappearing in a flash.
Moments later, a bloodbath descended upon the Shen residence. Before long, Pu Hua had slaughtered over a hundred members of the Shen family, both masters and servants
, but he couldn't find the one-month-old Shen Wuyai. Pu Hua pondered, then sneered and
walked towards the small building where his wife resided.
Inside, his wife was gently comforting the inexplicably crying baby Wuyai. These past few days, when she was lucid
, she felt extremely strange, as if she had been living in a dream for days on end. Looking at her young child brought her
some peace.
Pu Hua silently entered the room, looking at the mother and child with a sinister smile. His wife turned sharply at the sound,
horrified to see Pu Hua covered in blood. But as soon as she saw the glint in his eyes, she felt a wave of confusion wash over her, and
she could no longer remember who she was.
"Divine Lord, what's wrong?" The lady stepped down from the bed, swaying gracefully towards Puhua. Her alluring figure, revealed
beneath her thin nightgown, was incredibly seductive, almost making Puhua's groin burn.
"My dear lady, from this day forward we shall become a divine couple, roaming the world together. I am merely guiding
those who have been imprisoned to heaven." Puhua's lustful eyes lingered on the lady, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "
Is that so? I've longed for this day. Finally, I can be with you, my divine lord." The lady,
having lost all her true nature under the constraints of the Jade Planting in Lantian, seductively nestled into Puhua's arms, her slender hands restlessly caressing his chest.
"Is that so, my dear lady? But… there is still one person we haven't eliminated. I fear we will not
have peace in the future." The lady looked up in confusion, following Puhua's gaze to the crying little Wuyai on the bed.
A trace of reluctance flashed through her clouded mind. "My divine lord, he's just a child, he…!"
"Indeed." Seeing the reluctance and confusion in his wife's eyes, Pu Hua smiled coldly, and suddenly flicked his sleeve, unleashing a
gust of wind like a blade towards Xiao Wuya.
His wife felt a sharp pain in her heart and cried out in alarm, "No!" At the same time,
as the wind struck Xiao Wuya, a blinding purple light suddenly emanated from his body. This purple light, after dissolving Pu Hua's wind, directly swept towards
Pu Hua.
The purple light stung like needles, and Pu Hua was shocked. He forcefully pulled his wife and himself backward to avoid the purple light.
Fortunately, the purple light wasn't particularly deadly and quickly withdrew.
Panicked, Pu Hua looked around and shouted, "Who is this powerful figure? Show yourself!"
In Pu Hua's view, a crying infant couldn't possibly be the source of the purple light; the only possibility was that a powerful expert
had appeared here, and whose skills were definitely superior to his.
His voice was heard, but no one answered. His wife, in his arms, looked up and said softly, "Divine Lord, don't kill
him!" Pu Hua's mind raced, and he chuckled, "
My little darling, I was just trying to scare you
. How could I possibly lay a hand on him? But if we leave, this child will starve to death here sooner or later. How about I find him a family to foster him
? That way, we can roam the world freely, and this child will be safe. What do you say?"
The lady nodded and smiled, "I knew you were the best, Divine Lord. I'll do as you say."
A sinister smile flashed in Pu Hua's eyes. "Then I'll trouble you to hold him, Madam."
The lady smiled sweetly, walked over, and took little Wuyai into her arms. At this moment, little Wuyai had stopped crying, and his pair of black
jade-like eyes quietly watched everything that was happening before him.
"Madam, let's go now!" Pu Hua cautiously surveyed his surroundings, secretly wondering why the man hadn't intervened
. However, it was better to avoid trouble, especially since the hidden person was extremely skilled. Pu Hua's mind raced, and he
pulled his wife close, disappearing into the night.
Moments after Pu Hua and his group vanished, the Shen residence was suddenly engulfed in flames. The raging fire illuminated the sky above Sanqu City for an
entire night, reducing the Shen family's ten generations of prosperity to ruins. [The following text appears to be unrelated and possibly from a different source:
] Huoshan (present-day Huangshan, Anhui), one of the eighteen famous mountains for cultivation.
Jietian Peak (I originally wanted to write something like Bright Summit, but considering the peaks of Huangshan during the Sui Dynasty might not have
been the same as they are now, I made one up; please don't look for this Jietian Peak in tourist information), soars high through the clouds , reaching towards the sky. At this moment, the setting sun was casting its rays, about to sink, but from the top of Jietian Peak, 　　one could see a sea of clouds surging, colorful, and it seemed as if one was standing on the ninth heaven
.
A gust of wind blew, making him feel as if he wanted to ride the wind and fly away.
Suddenly, a beam of light shot down from the horizon and landed on the peak. It was Puhua, the evil Taoist priest who had been causing trouble in Sanqu, with
his charming wife Xu Biyu standing beside him. She supported Puhua with one hand and held Wuya in her arms with the other. Since accompanying
Puhua for many days, Xu Biyu's lustful charm had grown stronger. Her eyes were filled with seductive allure as she said to Puhua, "My lord, you said you
entrusted this child to a friend, but why is there no one living here?"
Puhua smiled sinisterly and said, "My lady, my friend is a highly skilled master who is like a hidden dragon. Why would he live here?
If it weren't for me, I'm afraid no one would know that he lives at the foot of this Jietian Peak." Upon hearing this
, Xu Biyu peered down the peak, only to find it shrouded in clouds and mist, its bottom
unseen. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she quickly pulled her head back, patting her chest with her hand and exhaling, "My Lord, the bottom of this peak is unfathomably deep. How
can anyone live here? You must be lying to me."
"Haha, my lady, you are unaware of my true nature. My friend is a god-like figure, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Come, please
come down with me." "After speaking, Pu Hua took Xu Biyu's slender waist, raised his hand, and instantly the three of them transformed into a ray of light
, heading down the peak. In a flash, they arrived at the bottom.
The bottom of the peak was naturally another world entirely. The space where the three stood was extremely small. Before them stood two towering, imposing mountain walls, with only a
narrow passage, as if cleaved by a giant axe, opening up a narrow opening just wide enough for one person. Outside, not a blade of grass grew, but through the narrow passage, the valley
inside was teeming with flowers and lush vegetation.
Pu Hua looked at this infamous valley, a place even
cultivators dared not trespass upon, and remembering how he had almost lost his life here last time, a chill ran down his spine. He turned to Xu Biyu and said, "Madam, my friend dislikes strangers and has placed
a restriction inside. Please wait here, Madam. I'll be right back!"
Xu Biyu looked around. The bottom of the peak was shrouded in mist, and given that it was already dusk, it appeared extremely eerie.
Fear gripped her heart, and she leaned against Puhua, saying, "My Lord, I'm scared."
Puhua patted Xu Biyu's slender shoulder and said, "Madam, don't be alarmed. This place is where my friend cultivates; no one dares to trespass
. I'll be back in a moment." He then took Wuya from her arms, and the little boy immediately began to cry
. Mother and child are of one heart; though her mind was clouded, the sound of her child's cries caused her heart to ache. Although she desperately wanted to keep Wuya
by her side, she knew Puhua wouldn't allow it, so she could only take Wuya back and comfort him in her arms for a
while. Thinking of their impending separation, she couldn't help but shed tears of sorrow.
Puhua calculated the time, then reached out and snatched Wuya back, ignoring the crying, turned and leaped into the valley, disappearing from
Xu Biyu's sight.
The valley was beautiful, with vibrant flowers and lush green grass, but Pu Hua had no heart for admiring it. Upon entering, just like before, a strange
restrictive force caused his dantian energy to become chaotic, rendering him unable to exert any strength. He could only cautiously avoid the extremely
beautiful yet deadly flowers and plants. After venturing halfway into the valley, Pu Hua was already panting heavily, his legs feeling like
lead. This Valley of Ten Thousand Evils had been home to extremely poisonous plants rarely seen in the world for millennia. Even a breath or a handful of soil within the valley
could instantly kill an ordinary person. Although cultivators were immune to all evil, they were still, after all, mortals.
Taking two more steps, Pu Hua felt a slight sweetness in his throat. Looking at the infant in his arms, he noticed he had stopped crying and
was sleeping soundly. Pu Hua was puzzled and thought to himself, "Judging from your appearance, if you grow up, you will surely be an extraordinary
person. It's just a pity you were born in the wrong place. Don't blame me for being ruthless." Thinking this, he had no intention of
going any further, casually tossing Xiao Wuya aside and turning back.
The valley was covered in lush grass, like a blanket, and the tossing didn't wake Wuya, who remained fast asleep!
Upon closer inspection, he saw that Xiao Wuya was surrounded by a faint glow.
Pu Hua had his reasons for abandoning Wuya in the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils at this time. The strange beasts in the valley
rested collectively for an hour at dusk, and after that, they all came out again. He was absolutely certain that Xiao Wuya
would soon become a delicious meal for the beasts. After leaving the valley, he rested for a while, then, with his wife, rode away on their swords.
As the sun set, no more light shone through the clouds above the valley, plunging the valley into complete darkness.
Suddenly, countless fluorescent lights ignited within the darkness, accompanied by the pungent smell of animals. The strange beasts of the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils began their search for nighttime food. Little
Wuyai remained oblivious to the approaching danger, especially since his faint fluorescent glow attracted the attention of beasts in the darkness
, and he remained fast asleep. Sure enough, moments later, the panting of a strange beast could be heard,
accompanied by the rustling of its tracks, drawing ever closer.
The approaching beast, like Little Wuyai, emitted a faint blue fluorescent glow, making it somewhat visible in the darkness
. It was none other than the Sheji Beast (two-headed demonic wolf), second only to the Rift-Horned Wrathful Dragon among the Ten Fiends of Xuanming. The Sheji Beast resembled a gray wolf,
but was the size of a wild horse, its body covered in long blue fur. Most striking was its two heads; legend had it that
the Sheji Beast was hermaphroditic, with one head being male, possessing bloodshot red eyes. One was female, with eerily blue eyes. The one that arrived, Sheji,
was indeed like that, except for some reason, it had a pair of long horns growing from its shoulder blades, longer than its head, sharp and pointed.
Sheji walked to Wuya's side. The male head lowered its head to sniff, then looked up at the female head and growled a few times. It then opened its huge,
blood-red maw, poised to bite. Just as little Wuya was about to die from its jaws, a glint flashed in the female head's blue eyes
(unfortunately, no one understands animal emotions, nor what this glint meant). At
the instant the male head fell, she also swiftly lowered her head, shoving it aside, and growled a few times. The male head seemed quite afraid of the female
head; hearing the sound, it turned its head to the side, letting the female head carefully examine the food on the ground, feigning ignorance.
The female head studied Wuya for a long time, then sniffed it repeatedly before finally looking up at the male head and growling. The male head seemed
quite surprised by the female head's intention and did not act for a moment. The female head then called out impatiently several more times, and only then did the male head reluctantly
lower its head, take the swaddled infant in its mouth, lift it into the air, turn around, and gradually disappear into the night
.
Spring passed and autumn came again; the world outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils was now in the 15th year of the Kaihuang era of the Sui Dynasty. Emperor Wen of Sui, Yang Jian, had diligently
governed the chaotic and war-torn land of China, bringing order to the nation and rescuing its people from suffering. His power and influence were at their peak.
The cultivation world has never interfered in worldly affairs, but the order or chaos of the world is closely related to cultivation.
In the years following Yang Jian's ascension to the throne, the power dynamics within the cultivation world gradually shifted towards the righteous. The Kunlun Sect, which had been hidden for centuries,
suddenly appeared before the various cultivation factions with a righteous facade. Soon after its appearance, it joined forces with sects like Huashan to attack the evil cultivation factions
. In just four or five years, it successively wiped out more than twenty large and small evil sects. Although the Nine Caves and Ten Mountains were not among them, it greatly
dampened the evil sects' arrogance and greatly enhanced the prestige of the righteous sects. The Nine Caves and Ten Mountains, however, seemed quite wary of Kunlun and remained silent
, resulting in a stalemate where neither side could gain the upper hand.
While the world was in turmoil, the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils remained calm and undisturbed. However, among the rare and exotic beasts, there was
an anomaly that drew the attention of all other creatures—it could move on two legs and was completely hairless.
For many years, no one had visited the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils. Many young beasts were unaware that a world existed outside the valley, and that
countless animals called humans existed there
. The older ones had seen one or two, and knew they were quite delicious, but this person, who spent his days mingling with the other beasts, had the strongest beast in the valley, Sheji, as his backer. They could only drool over him helplessly.
Over ten years, the beasts gradually became accustomed to the presence of this strange creature, and they became quite familiar with him. Needless to say, this person
was none other than Wuyai, abandoned here by Puhua fifteen years ago.
When Sheji discovered him, for some reason, the female head suddenly became maternal, insisting that the male head not
eat him, and took him back to the nest as her own child. For fifteen years, Wuyai grew up drinking the juice of various fruits that Sheji gathered for him
, many of them poisonous, some non-poisonous, some rare and precious, which made Wuyai extremely robust. Coupled
with playing among poisonous flowers and weeds every day, Wuyai had unknowingly become immune to all poisons.
That day, Wuya was playing with other strange beasts of similar age, leaping and tumbling across the grass, having a great time. Before he knew it
, he had rolled to the entrance of the inner valley of the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Evils was shaped like a gourd, wide inside and narrow at the entrance, with an inner and outer section. Although there were no sheer cliffs or barriers,
the strange beasts in the outer valley never dared to cross the line, including Sheji, as it seemed that there was something extremely dangerous in the inner valley.
Looking from the outer valley, the inner valley resembled the outer one, lush with flowers and plants, yet devoid of any living creatures. The valley floor
was clearly visible, surrounded by mountains on all sides, without a single cave in sight—utterly tranquil.
Wuya broke free from the playful beasts, standing tall, his fifteen-year-old body already over five feet tall. His burning eyes
scanned the interior. Since the age of ten, he had wanted to explore, but each time he was stopped by Sheji.
Although he had grown up beside Sheji, the difference between humans and beasts remained, and Wuya still didn't know what dangers lay within the inner valley, which even Sheji, who
so arrogantly dominated the outer valley, feared.
Looking into the valley from the entrance, the inner valley was utterly peaceful, without any danger. Wuya desperately wanted to enter and see for himself
. Since being stopped at the age of ten, this desire had grown stronger. Today, he felt an irresistible
urge.
However, rushing forward would be futile. Having grown up among strange beasts since childhood, Wuya possessed exceptionally strong spiritual sense, almost
instinctively sensing that the doting father, Sheji, was protecting him nearby. He stood only ten steps from the inner valley
, but with Wuya's skill, he would surely be stopped by Sheji within six steps.
Wuya glanced at the beasts still playing happily on the ground, and an idea struck him. He roared several times, turned, and
pounced on the beasts, instantly scattering them into a heap. At this moment, Wuya secretly controlled the situation, unnoticed, slowly rolling towards the inner valley entrance.
Seven steps, six steps, five steps... In the midst of their play, a blood-faced owl-tiger inadvertently looked up and suddenly realized
it had unknowingly rolled so close to the inner valley entrance. Panicked, it let out a roar, instantly waking the other beasts.
The opportunity was fleeting. Taking advantage of the beasts blocking the valley entrance, Wuya used both hands and feet to dart inside at top speed
. Just before entering, Wuya felt an invisible barrier at the valley entrance. Though it couldn't stop him, it still made him pause. He then
heard a roar behind him that seemed to shake the mountains and the earth. Knowing it was Sheji chasing after him, Wuya didn't hesitate any longer
. He pushed off with his feet and instantly passed through the invisible barrier, disappearing from the beasts' sight.
Even though the inner valley was clearly visible from the outside, Wuya vanished the instant he entered.
The beasts were stunned, some puzzled, some terrified! Sheji arrived a moment later and witnessed Wuya
disappear. The female beast howled to the sky, followed by a fierce roar from the male. The sounds echoed through the valley, deafeningly
loud. The beasts slowly retreated, hoping to avoid this undeserved disaster. Among the older beasts and
the young that hadn't been protected by their parents, over a hundred died instantly, blood gushing from their seven orifices, under the piercing, demonic sound.
After its agonizing howl, Sheji suddenly unleashed its full power and leaped into the inner valley. Sheji was tall and powerful;
as it passed through the invisible barrier, the barrier rippled like calm water. Outside the barrier, Sheji's body didn't fully enter, and
inside, no part of it was visible—a truly bizarre sight.
In a moment, Sheji vanished as if into thin air, leaving only a group of dumbfounded beasts in the outer valley
.

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