Evil weapon 32

Chapter Five: Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water Time flew by, and the sun rose. The first morning of the evil weapon training arrived. On the small island in the center of Mandarin Duck Lake, Granny Daoyue looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, sizing him up and repeatedly nodding her chin, her gaze burning like that of a lover. Although Zhang Yang felt a sense of kinship with Granny Daoyue, he couldn't suppress the goosebumps on his arms and chuckled dryly, "Granny, I know I'm handsome, but don't look at me like that, hehe... Our age gap is too big, it's not suitable." Granny Daoyue didn't care about Zhang Yang's teasing and continued to gaze at him, infatuated, "Baby, baby, you're such a baby!" Granny Daoyue's hobby of collecting magical artifacts was well-known in the cultivation world. Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that he was a unique evil magical artifact, currently among Granny Daoyue's "collections," causing him to shiver and instinctively turn and run. Granny Daoyue beckoned with her withered fingers, immediately pulling Zhang Yang back. Her old face twitched, and she said, "Young Zhang, where do you think you're going? I'm here to teach you the Dao." "Hehe... then please get to the point." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly to himself, obediently sitting cross-legged on the grass. Under Granny Daoyue's careful explanation, he finally shed his image as a cultivation idiot. Although the cultivation world is divided into righteous and evil factions, the Dao techniques have no distinction between righteous and evil. After entering the Dao, one will experience five major realms: Spiritual Void, Lesser Void, Greater Void, Great Void, and Primordial Void. Each realm is further divided into three levels: Upper Heaven Breaker, Middle Earth Piercer, and Lower Transcendent. Zhang Yang, the "law illiterate," listened with great interest and couldn't help but blurt out, "Three, five, fifteen, wow, so many levels! How long will it take to reach the highest realm?" "You're really aiming too high, kid. The Yuanxu realm is also called Hunyuan Yiqi. It's not something you can comprehend through hard work alone. I've been cultivating for decades, and I've only just entered the Taixu Pidi realm." After a sigh, Granny Daoyue continued to explain in detail: "Ordinary people practice their techniques diligently, and if they can sense natural spiritual energy, they've entered the realm; if they can freely use spiritual energy and create their own flying sword and spiritual energy space, then they've reached the Lingxu realm." Hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Granny, how long does it take to enter the realm? Is one day enough?" "One day? Do you think you're a god descended to earth?" Granny Daoyue rolled her eyes, teasing him without malice, and then replied, "Ordinary people need three to five years. As for you, I estimate three months will be enough." "You've done it! You're a real treasure!" "Three months to even begin? But Lingmeng wants me to reach the Spirit Void Realm within a month. She's playing me again!" Perhaps knowing Lingmeng's cunning, Zhang Yang, after his initial exclamation, asked without any surprise, "Grandma, what special method is she planning to use to train me? Tell me quickly! Anyway, I haven't understood any of those talismans or incantations." Grandma Daoyue chuckled and, going along with Zhang Yang's wishes, said, "You're lucky, kid. I'll use the True Fire of the Great Void to open up your seven meridians and eight extraordinary vessels, allowing you to undergo a complete transformation and enter the true path in an instant." "Grandma, isn't that like forcing growth? Will there be any side effects?" "You're even more long-winded than me, sit down." Regardless of Zhang Yang's agreement, Grandma Daoyue raised her hand, and a dazzling light enveloped Zhang Yang. In the next instant, she suddenly withdrew the True Fire of the Great Void. "Grandma, is that all? Hehe... Does this mean I can summon wind and rain now?" "Sigh!" Grandma Daoyue's response was a long sigh, her previous admiration turning into regret. She said, "Young Zhang, even if you spend another hundred years, you will never become a cultivator. What a pity, what a pity that the two treasures can't even glow!" Yiyuan Jade Maiden flew over at Grandma Daoyue's sigh, her expression unusually solemn. Grandma Daoyue leaned lightly on her cane and sighed, "Girl, you miscalculated this time. The meridians in Young Zhang's body have been eroded by the power of the Xuanling Cauldron. He will never be able to cultivate spiritual power on his own again in this lifetime." Zhang Yang understood clearly now and, before Yiyuan Jade Maiden could, casually asked, "Grandma, then can't I just use the power of the Xuanling Cauldron? Why must I cultivate on my own? That's too much trouble!" "Haha... Young friend, you are indeed extraordinary. No wonder you have become a humanoid magic weapon unseen throughout the ages." Old Man Qiankun appeared out of thin air, his gaze on Zhang Yang now extremely fervent, no less than that of Grandma Daoyue. "Old man, are you praising me or insulting me?" "Both." The old man Qiankun changed the subject, speaking with wisdom, "Young friend Zhang, the spirit within your body is like the relationship between a demon and its host. If you cannot completely refine it, it will devour your primordial spirit and eventually possess your body!" "What? The Xuanling Cauldron wants to possess my body?" Zhang Yang's jaw dropped. For so long, he had never truly feared his situation. At this moment, a chill ran down his spine. "Yes, that's roughly the situation. Haven't you noticed a change in your personality?" "Hmm, that's true!" A thousand thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind at lightning speed. He knew that his changes were related to the return of his other half, but not entirely, because in his previous life he wasn't as lustful, bold, or unruly as he was now! With a thought, Zhang Yang approached the two old men, flattering them, "Grandma, Grandpa, what should I do? Is there a way to get the Xuanling Cauldron out of my body?" "Young friend, don't worry so much. The Xuanling Cauldron isn't a demon spirit. As long as you become stronger and don't give it a chance, it will naturally be completely absorbed by you." The old man, Qiankun, walked a few steps on the lawn, pondered for a moment, then habitually stroked his beard and smiled, "You can't cultivate Daoist arts in the normal way, but you can use the harmony of Yin and Yang to gradually transform the power of the Xuanling Cauldron into your own. Young friend, seize the opportunity and be sure to learn the 'Startling Ducks Playing in the Water' technique." "Hehe... Old man, you're such a good person! I'll definitely cultivate well this afternoon and won't let you down!" Zhang Yang's blood surged, and for the first time, he was filled with anticipation for "bedroom skills." That afternoon, it was still the same small island in the lake, still the same student, but the teacher had changed from an old woman to a beautiful young girl. Upon meeting again, Zhang Yang couldn't help but scrutinize Yuwen Yan a few times. He couldn't forget yesterday's "hallucination" and secretly wondered: "I don't have that feeling anymore. Did I really just see things yesterday? Or have I caught some strange illness?" Yuwen Yan, unaware of Zhang Yang's idle thoughts, glared at him, her eyes revealing obvious hostility and displeasure. "You don't need to learn it. Although the Water Playing Technique is only a low-level skill, it's definitely not something an ordinary person can cultivate. You don't even have spiritual power. Even if you swallowed the manual, you wouldn't be able to learn it." Before she finished speaking, Yuwen Yan had already turned to leave. Zhang Yang blinked in annoyance and raised his hand, saying, "Miss Yuwen, I know you're dissatisfied with Lingmeng. I was also forced here by her schemes. Can we talk?" "Talk about what? Can you handle the Jade Maiden of One Yuan?" Yesterday's events made Yuwen Yan stop in her tracks, and the gloom on her jade-like face lessened. Zhang Yang understood Yuwen Yan's meaning and shook his head with a wry smile, "Even if I said I had that ability, you wouldn't believe me. However, I can join you in cursing that wicked woman, hehe... that's a contribution, isn't it?" Yuwen Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud; her long-suppressed bad mood subtly improved. Zhang Yang's heart leaped with joy, and he continued with a beaming smile, "If you're still not satisfied, later I'll give her a piece of my mind and curse out all the bad things in her belly." "Hehe... okay, curse that wicked woman to death!" Yuwen Yan's youthful and sexy body swayed in the spring breeze. She laughed for a while, her smile still lingering. Just as Zhang Yang's hope was rekindled, she poured cold water on him again, saying, "Unfortunately, you still can't learn the Water Playing Technique. I didn't exorcise you." With that, Yuwen Yan turned and left. Seeing this, Zhang Yang jogged a few steps to catch up, urgently saying, "Miss Yuwen, it doesn't matter if I can't learn it, just please use the Water Playing Technique to save someone, and Zhang Yang will remember your great kindness forever." "You mean her?" As she spoke, Yuwen Yan's delicate finger pointed to the other end of the grass. Zhang Yang turned around and saw Qingyin carrying Ning Zhiyun as she leaped towards him. "Master, Second Young Mistress is awake! Hehe..." Zhang Yang immediately rushed over, radiating an aura of wild joy. Overwhelmed with excitement, he trembled and said, "Sister Zhiyun!" Ning Zhiyun lay in Qingyin's arms, her eyes still shrouded in the haze of days of unconsciousness. The moment she saw Zhang Yang, a few blushes appeared on her weak and pale cheeks. "Fourth...Fourth Brother, where is this? Have we...left home?" "Good sister, you're alright, that's wonderful! Hehe..." Ning Zhiyun's jade-like face grew increasingly rosy, even more beautiful than before. Looking into Ning Zhiyun's shy yet alluring eyes, Zhang Yang was overjoyed, feeling as if he were about to ascend to heaven. "Young Master Zhang, this is a final burst of energy before death; her soul is about to dissipate." Yuwen Yan's calm words were like a giant hammer, instantly plunging Zhang Yang from heaven to hell. Zhang Yang's face paled, and he exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible? She took the Mind-Concentrating Pill, which saved her life!" "Master, something terrible has happened! Look at Second Young Mistress's eyes! Ah!" At this moment, Ning Zhiyun slowly closed her beautiful eyes, the light in them flickering like a candle in the wind, each tremor piercing Zhang Yang's heart like a steel knife. Zhang Yang hugged Ning Zhiyun tightly, his anger evaporating his tears into boundless killing intent. He suddenly roared to the sky, "Jade Maiden of One Yuan, you vile woman, I will not forgive you!" "Master, this servant will go and kill her right now!" The master's pain completely infected the perfect female slave; Qingyin's eyes were filled with tears.He immediately released his flying sword and soared into the air. Yuwen Yan's body trembled, her cloud-like hair almost shattered by Zhang Yang's roar. A mere mortal who knew no magic could unleash such a fierce roar, causing the young sect leader's heart to tremble, the echo lingering long afterward. Subtle thoughts swirled in Yuwen Yan's heart. She involuntarily reached out to stop Qingyin, saying in a deep voice, "Don't rush, she still has a way out." As soon as the words left her mouth, Yuwen Yan realized what she had said, and was slightly startled, instinctively releasing her grip on Qingyin's sleeve. "Miss Yuwen, what's the solution? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly..." Yuwen Yan was still regretting her slip of the tongue, but she was impulsive again. Her lips seemed to be out of control as she quickly answered, "Her vital energy is damaged. She can be restored by replenishing her soul vital energy. However, transferring soul vital energy is very dangerous. At best, it will greatly damage her vital energy; at worst, both of them will perish in body and soul." "Master, I have spiritual power. Let me take your place!" Qingyin stepped forward upon hearing this. Yuwen Yan shook her head upon seeing this and sighed, "The injured person is a woman. She must be replenished with a man's yang energy to conform to the principle of yin and yang harmony. Young Master Zhang, I advise you to..." "Don't waste time. Let's start immediately!" "Are you really not afraid of death?" "I won't die. Don't be afraid, Miss Yuwen, please!" Zhang Yang was not only not afraid of death for the sake of his beloved, but also pleaded with her, which made Yuwen Yan's heartstrings tremble and she felt a little jealousy out of a woman's nature. After Zhang Yang's repeated requests, Yuwen Yan finally nodded and said, "Alright then! Let's go to your room now." "Back to the room? Aren't we going to the medical room... the pharmacy?" A blush crept onto the young sect leader's jade-like face. She couldn't help but glare at Zhang Yang, saying with a hint of resentment, "You came here just for the Water Playing Technique, didn't you know the principles of Yin and Yang harmony, water and fire complementing each other? Humph!" Yuwen Yan took the lead and flew away. Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment before immediately realizing what was happening, and Qingyin also understood at the same time. "Master, she means to use the Water Playing Technique to save people. Hehe... you can play in the water with the Second Young Mistress again!" "Ah!" At this moment, Ning Zhiyun suddenly groaned, whether from the increased pain or from Qingyin's wicked laughter, it was unclear. A few minutes later, Qingyin stood solemnly at the entrance of the guest courtyard, while Zhang Yang carried his sister-in-law and jumped onto the large bed. Yuwen Yan sat with her back to the bed a few feet away, a golden silkworm thread connecting her pulse with Ning Zhiyun's. “Young Master Zhang, if you truly wish to take the risk, then reverse the first, third, and sixth sections of the Water Playing Technique.” As Yuwen Yan spoke, a stream of spiritual energy emerged from her fingertips, traveling along the golden silkworm thread and entering Ning Zhiyun’s body. Zhang Yang did as Yuwen Yan instructed, and with a thought, the three vital acupoints in his upper, middle, and lower dantian instantly heated up. “Miss Yuwen, there’s heat now, what’s next? Uh!” Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed from Zhang Yang’s throat. The pain was far more intense than he had imagined, but he still did not hesitate. Yuwen Yan’s youthful and sensual body trembled slightly, and she sighed, “Guide the heat into the Lesser Yin and Lesser Yang meridians, then rush it down to the lower dantian. Remember, clench your teeth, and absolutely do not scream, or you will lose your energy!” “No, Fourth Brother, no… Danger!” With the help of Yuwen Yan’s spiritual energy, Ning Zhiyun weakly awoke. As a divine physician, she understood even more how terrible the consequences would be! "Sister-in-law, don't move!" At this moment, the clothes on both uncle and sister-in-law had been removed. Zhang Yang leaned forward, pressing his hands on Ning Zhiyun's plump shoulders, and then said slowly and firmly, "Sister-in-law, I must save you. If you don't live, Si Lang will go to hell with you!" "Si Lang, you… Waaah…" Zhang Yang's words were resounding, striking the most vulnerable part of Ning Zhiyun's heart. Tears instantly streamed down Ning Zhiyun's face; she shed tears of deep emotion for a man other than her husband, for her uncle Si Lang. A few feet away, Yuwen Yan frowned upon hearing the word "sister-in-law." She had always assumed they were husband and wife or lovers; she hadn't expected them to be "uncle and sister-in-law." The taboo surrounding human relations filled Yuwen Yan with anger, but just as the golden silkworm was about to retract, Zhang Yang's vow to "go to hell" suddenly filled the room. Even though it had nothing to do with her, Yuwen Yan's mind still felt a "boom!" as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer. If she wasn't afraid of death, why would she care about worldly rules! Hmm… "Young Master Zhang, don't delay, quickly… infuse your vital energy into her body." Unconsciously, Yuwen Yan's address to Zhang Yang became more respectful. Stronger spiritual energy flickered on the golden silkworm, and Ning Zhiyun's body instantly became flushed crimson, gracefully unfolding. Zhang Yang exhaled a puff of hot air from his nostrils, but his lower body was too painful to lift. He groaned and said awkwardly, "Miss Yuwen… I… I… can't!" "Pfft!" Even Qingyin at the door couldn't help but twist her lips and laugh out loud. Although Yuwen Yan was a virgin, she had practiced the art of Yin and Yang harmony and was naturally familiar with matters between men and women. A blush and a sly smile flashed across her jade-like face, then she lightly bit her lower lip and said, "Just silently recite the tenth section of the Water Playing Technique. Also, you need to first arouse... your sister-in-law's desire." Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, then his eyes hardened, and with a swift movement, he grasped Ning Zhiyun's full breasts, soft as clouds and white as jade. With a flick of his fingers, the two nipples swayed gently, appearing even more translucent and intoxicatingly red. "Mmm..." Ning Zhiyun couldn't help but moan, the flames of passion and desire instantly engulfing the two of them. The trembling waves of her breasts were so close, but Zhang Yang's tongue darted past her nipples, gently sucking on Ning Zhiyun's neck, shoulders, and arms. "Ah...ah...Si Lang!" Without intense stimulation of her most sensitive areas, Ning Zhiyun's breasts swayed very gently, but the threads of passion wrapped around her tighter and tighter... Ning Zhiyun let out a suffocating moan, shyly calling out her uncle's name, her jade hands involuntarily embracing him. Zhang Yang's breath kept exhaling hot air, leaving one mark of desire after another on Ning Zhiyun's skin. Finally, he took Ning Zhiyun's nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, causing her to suddenly scream, her beautiful eyes glazed over. "Young Master Zhang, the time has come, hurry!" Although Yuwen Yan couldn't see the spring scene on the bed, the golden silkworm thread gave her control over everything. At the crucial moment, she forcibly suppressed the blush on her face and suddenly straightened the golden silkworm thread. Zhang Yang could feel his lower abdomen about to explode. In extreme pain, his already incredibly hard penis thrust forward, accurately piercing Ning Zhiyun's jade gate. With a muffled "plop!", Ning Zhiyun's vulva rippled, but Zhang Yang's penis only penetrated to the tip. Ning Zhiyun's body was weak, and the evil youth's lustful root was too enormous. Although he was in pain and anxious, he was unwilling to force it in and hurt Ning Zhiyun. At the crucial moment, the golden silkworm thread flashed again, and Ning Zhiyun's waist swayed like waves, her flower path and seductive lips swelling into a "." shape. With a "snap!", Zhang Yang thrust forward, and a pool of honey-like fluid spurted out. One inch, two inches, three inches... Zhang Yang's penis penetrated inch by inch, while Ning Zhiyun's vaginal walls swelled little by little. How could the soft, tender grip withstand Zhang Yang's attack! It was in, completely in! A few days later, the uncle and sister-in-law were united once again. An explosion of pleasure and satisfaction erupted in her private parts, causing Ning Zhiyun to instinctively bite Zhang Yang's shoulder, forcibly silencing her shameful scream. "Uh, sister-in-law!" Although his life was at stake, Zhang Yang was still excited and his blood was boiling as he penetrated Ning Zhiyun's flower path once again. As soon as his glans entered her womb, a strong urge to ejaculate surged. Yuwen Yan flicked her golden silkworm silk and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Zhang, calm your mind and silently recite the ninth section of the Qi-boosting technique. That will prolong the time!" In his frenzy, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed. He roared inwardly and circulated the Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water Technique with the strongest fighting spirit. The Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water Technique was indeed extraordinary. Although Zhang Yang's pleasure was even more intense, the volcano of desire no longer trembled. He had finally transformed from a novice in bed into the legendary man who could never lose his erection! "Slap slap..." The sound of flesh colliding echoed in the room, and the pleasure of conquest filled Zhang Yang's heart. Zhang Yang held Ning Zhiyun tightly, his fiery penis relentlessly ravaging her! The wicked young man's thrusts grew increasingly intense, but Yuwen Yan shook her head and sighed, "Young Master Zhang, you know nothing about the art of Yin-Yang harmony, you're utterly incompetent!" Ignoring the impropriety of their relationship, Yuwen Yan spoke calmly, as if engaged in an academic discussion, "You're only giving Miss Ning superficial pleasure. Only when her body is completely liberated can she smoothly receive your vital energy." "Ah, then what should I do?" "Follow the illustrations in the latter half of the 'Playing in the Water' manual. Each illustration has a specific method for circulating energy. I'll now teach you the technique; begin by following the illustrations!" The young sect leader opened her lips slightly and began explaining the mysteries of the "Playing in the Water" technique. At the same time, Qiu Pingzhi hurried over. The most outstanding disciple of Sancai Mountain suddenly felt uneasy. Upon hearing that Yuwen Yan and Zhang Yang were alone in a room, he immediately became jealous and flew away on his sword. Chapter Six: The Beautiful Sister-in-Law Returns Home. In the blink of an eye, Qiu Pingzhi saw Qingyin guarding the door. Just as Zhang Yang's good deed was about to be ruined, a gentle breeze blew in from the side, and a voice came: "Eh, Young Master Qiu, you seem to be in a hurry. Is something urgent? Lingmeng had intended to invite you for tea and a small gathering, but it seems today..."…A pleasant surprise descended from the sky. Qiu Pingzhi immediately leaped down from his flying sword, exclaiming joyfully, “I am deeply honored by the invitation from Fairy Meng. How could I possibly disappoint her kindness?” The Jade Maiden smiled gently and easily led Qiu Pingzhi to the lakeside, away from the guest quarters. Inside the guest room, Yuwen Yan continued explaining the many mysteries of the Water Playing Technique. Zhang Yang listened intently, his body immersed in a boundless sea of desire. The Water Playing Technique was indeed wondrous. Following the illustrations, Zhang Yang pinched Ning Zhiyun's body a few times in a specific order. Ning Zhiyun immediately became erratic, her body writhing violently, as if she had taken an aphrodisiac. “Sister-in-law, just scream if you want to! Look, your nipples are so swollen!” Zhang Yang's penis slowly moved within Ning Zhengyun's private parts, his fingertips plucking at her nipples as if playing a piano. His movements appeared no different from before, but streams of fluid oozed from his fingertips, quickly soaking every inch of Ning Zhengyun's skin. Beneath these fluids, there was a truly pervasive and all-encompassing penetration; Ning Zhengyun's nipples and clitoris were simultaneously subjected to the same stimulation. "Ah, Si Lang, don't...don't touch me anymore, ah...ah..." Ning Zhengyun's vagina contracted repeatedly, pools of fluid soaking half the bed. She tried her best to clamp her legs together, but she couldn't stop the overwhelming itching. "Sister-in-law, just bear with it a little longer! Ah...good sister, you're so beautiful!" Zhang Yang's fingertips entwined around the fine grass beneath Ning Zhiyun's lower abdomen, gently pulling and tugging. The subtle pain intensified the itch within Ning Zhiyun. Although Zhang Yang's penis was still penetrating her vaginal canal, the gentle movements caused the itch to quickly spread from her uterus to her labia, then surge from her clitoris into her lower abdomen. Ning Zhiyun felt her nipples swell again, and even her anus began to contract. "Fourth Brother, my good husband, please don't... torture... me anymore! Ah! Harder, harder!" "The dignified and beautiful sister-in-law seemed to be weeping and pleading, but Zhang Yang not only didn't thrust violently, but deliberately withdrew his penis. Ning Zhiyun was both ashamed and anxious, and suddenly screamed to the sky. Her honey-like fluid followed his penis and sprayed onto the ceiling, then most of it splashed down, soaking the tightly intertwined bodies of the uncle and sister-in-law. This was a stimulation Ning Zhiyun had never experienced before, but it wasn't enough. Before Ning Zhiyun's tense body could soften, Zhang Yang flicked his fingertip and injected a stream of "water" into her anus. "Ah!" Ning Zhiyun's waist arched again, and the strength of her private parts actually lifted Zhang Yang up. By the bed, Yuwen Yan remained silent for a moment, then spoke at the moment when she needed her most, "Young Master Zhang, give it your all, continue stimulating her nine acupoints." Zhang Yang nodded heavily, then buried his face between Ning Zhiyun's legs, his tongue working in tandem with both newly learned techniques and primal male instincts. Ning Zhiyun grew anxious, her inner thighs rubbing together frantically, her heart pounding as if ants were crawling inside her. "Fourth Master, good husband, quick... quick, give it to me, ah... give it to me..." Ning Zhiyun's cries were more seductive and alluring than those of a wanton woman, and she actively grabbed Zhang Yang's penis, haphazardly shoving it into her lower body. "Young Master Zhang, her body and mind are completely open now, that's enough, take care!" Yuwen Yan flicked her wrist slightly, and the golden silkworm thread, as if possessed by a spirit, retreated back into her sleeve before leaping away, leaving the uncle and sister-in-law in the room, engaged in a passionate lovemaking session. Ning Zhiyun gripped his penis tightly, causing Zhang Yang's mind to jolt violently. He momentarily forgot his own name, only knowing to follow his desires and abruptly activate the final incantation of the "Mandarin Duck Playing Technique." His penis trembled, and Zhang Yang's spiritual energy surged into his lower abdomen like a raging sea, unstoppable. At the same time, Ning Zhiyun's uterus swelled to its limit, preparing to receive Zhang Yang's impending ejaculation. The next instant, Zhang Silang roared, his semen, carrying vital energy, rushing within his penis. Time seemed to slow down a thousandfold in the face of that overwhelming force. "Sister-in-law, I'm going to ejaculate... I can't hold it in anymore!" "Silang, Zhiyun's good husband!" In that wondrous moment, Ning Zhiyun miraculously regained consciousness. She gazed at Zhang Yang with clear eyes, then bit her lip slightly, her body arching upwards to meet his movements. With a "snap!", their bodies pressed tightly together, and time returned to normal in that instant. Zhang Yang's glans burned, and his semen and vital energy surged into Ning Zhiyun's core. In a daze, he enjoyed the ultimate pleasure while watching darkness rush towards him. "Ah!" A scream escaped Ning Zhiyun's lips as she fainted from the intense pleasure, while Zhang Yang lost consciousness half a second earlier. "Master!" Qingyin's beautiful eyes widened rapidly as she rushed towards the bed. "Don't go over there, they're alright. They'll wake up naturally after they catch their breath." "Grandma Thief Moon suddenly appeared out of thin air, using her overwhelming power to freeze Qingyin in mid-air. The frenzy subsided, the crisis vanished, and Chunse lingered around the unconscious uncle and aunt, unwilling to leave. Under the moonlight, in another guest room not far from Zhang Yang's room, Yiyuan Jade Maiden and two wicked seniors sat cross-legged facing each other, sipping tea and chatting leisurely. Grandma Thief Moon habitually glared at Old Man Gankun and said, "Old man, your plan is truly vicious! What if Yuwen Yan doesn't save him? Wouldn't that have driven Zhang boy into a dead end?" Old Man Gankun stroked his beard and smiled, his expression mysterious and smug. Yiyuan Jade Maiden answered for him, "Senior Gankun had already foreseen all of this. Yuwen Yan's reaction, Zhang Yang's anger, and even Qiu Pingzhi's actions were all within his calculations. Lingmeng has finally had her eyes opened this time. No wonder the Ancestor repeatedly instructed Lingmeng to invite Senior Gankun to come out of the mountains." Although he knew it was mostly flattery, the old man Qiankun couldn't suppress his delight at the mention of the Holy Lord Yiyuan, and chuckled, "Girl, you're much more interesting than your uncles and aunts. One day, you'll leave me far behind." Granny Daoyue interrupted the old man and young girl's mutual flattery, pressing, "Has young Zhang already mastered the true Water Playing Technique?" "Not so easy. The profound mystery of the Water Playing Technique is greatly underestimated because there are too many hypocrites in this world." The old man Qiankun's voice changed, revealing a hint of excitement and mystery. "However, once we get started, with Meng'er's cooperation, we can definitely get Yuwen Yan to teach us everything she knows." "Should we tell young Zhang the plan?" “No, the less Zhang Yang knows, the better the effect will be, hehe…” Old Man Qiankun stroked his beard and smiled again, and the smile on the lips of Jade Maiden Yiyuan was also mysterious. An atmosphere of calculation quietly permeated Mandarin Duck Lake. The next day, Zhang Yang, with a rare joy in his life, came to the small island in the middle of the lake where he had his “theoretical lesson” the day before. Granny Daoyue had not yet appeared, but Zhang Yang unexpectedly saw Qiu Pingzhi and Yuwen Yan. He did not want to disturb them, but he saw Qiu Pingzhi scolding Yuwen Yan until she cried. At this moment, Zhang Yang already regarded Yuwen Yan as his benefactor, and he couldn’t help but step forward with a bit of indignation, pretending to be surprised and saying, “Eh, why is Miss Yuwen crying? Is there anything I can do to help?” Compared to yesterday, Yuwen Yan was less indifferent to Zhang Yang, but had a subconscious avoidance. She tried her best to answer naturally, “It’s nothing, I just got some sand in my eye, no need for Young Master Zhang to worry. By the way, how is that… young lady?” Even Yuwen Yan herself didn't understand why she called her "sister-in-law" "young lady," and Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't say "sister-in-law" in front of outsiders, especially Qiu Pingzhi. Zhang Yang first bowed deeply before cheerfully saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Miss Yuwen. Zhiyun and I have safely survived this ordeal, and I haven't lost much energy. Look, I can even kill a rat!" Yuwen Yan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, while Qiu Pingzhi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly asked, "Young Master Zhang, may I ask which sect you belong to? Have you known Fairy Meng for a long time?" "Hehe, I don't know any Taoist arts, and I've only known Lingmeng for a few days. We're not familiar at all." "Really? Young Master Zhang isn't a member of my Taoist sect? You're joking. Fairy Meng has gone to great lengths for you." "Qiu Pingzhi's words were filled with jealousy, while Zhang Yang, though lacking in spiritual power, was adept at understanding human thoughts. He chuckled and shook his head again, saying, 'We're really not close, not even as close as Young Master Qiu's relationship with her. If you don't believe me, ask her yourself.' 'Young Master Zhang, do you perhaps look down on Sancai Mountain? Would you be willing to spar with me for a bit?' Zhang Yang's words weren't entirely false, but intense jealousy filled Qiu Pingzhi's heart. Early the next morning, Qiu Pingzhi went to look for the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, but couldn't find her. However, he inadvertently learned from the Old Man of Qiankun that Zhang Yang had actually entered her room the night before. Although it was just a chat, it was enough to make him resentful and regard Zhang Yang as a hypothetical rival in love. 'Young Master Qiu, Zhang Yang really doesn't know any magic, so don't make things difficult for him.'" "Yuwen Yan was merely stating the facts, without any intention of protecting anyone, but Qiu Pingzhi found it incredibly grating. He thought to himself: What's so good about this kid? Not only is Yi Yuan Yu Nu close to him, but now even Sister Yan is speaking up for him. What a bastard! Qiu Pingzhi's cheek twitched, and he said sarcastically, "Sister Yan, you're wrong. How could Meng Xianzi's friend be a good-for-nothing, a good-for-nothing, a useless idiot?" After uttering three contemptuous words, Qiu Pingzhi not only didn't let it go, but his jealousy quickly escalated. Before Zhang Yang could speak, he suddenly struck out with a palm. With a "bang!" Zhang Yang rolled around on the grass more than a dozen times, his cheek contorted in pain. Does this Qiu guy want to kill me? Damn it! Anger rose in Zhang Yang's heart, but he couldn't stop Qiu Pingzhi's second punch. "Brother Zhang, no need to be modest anymore, make your move." The more polite Qiu Pingzhi was, the more ferocious his attack became.Several heavy punches sent dust billowing and grass flying from the lakeside. Zhang Yang was forced to dodge awkwardly on the grass. He understood that Qiu Pingzhi was intentionally missing his attacks, deliberately humiliating him in this way, but the difference in strength was too great, and he could only continue to tumble and leap. After a moment's hesitation, Yuwen Yan finally couldn't suppress her sense of justice. She grabbed Qiu Pingzhi's arm and said urgently, "Qiu Lang, stop fooling around, be careful not to kill someone." The more Yuwen Yan spoke up for Zhang Yang, the stronger Qiu Pingzhi's jealousy became. He flung Yuwen Yan away, leaped into the air, and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy from his palm. "Boom!" Yuwen Yan instinctively pulled Zhang Yang away. After dodging Qiu Pingzhi's energy, she was about to speak when Zhang Yang suddenly grabbed her from behind and began to tumble on the grass. "Miss Yuwen, be careful!" "Bastard, you dog!" Young Master Zhentian's eyes widened instantly. Although Yuwen Yan was nothing compared to the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, he had long considered her his possession. How could he allow her to change her mind? Jealousy suddenly turned into hatred, and his spiritual power viciously struck Zhang Yang. In his rage, Qiu Pingzhi even ignored Yuwen Yan's existence. Ugh... How could this be? Qiu Lang even attacked me! The cold-blooded ruthlessness of his beloved pierced Yuwen Yan's heart. As a master of the Great Void Realm, she forgot to struggle for a moment, letting Zhang Yang hold her and dodge his attacks. Seeing the deadly spiritual power attacking like lightning, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, shielding Yuwen Yan with his body while thinking: Come on, I'll "die" once. Later, I'll let this bastard know what a real villain is! In his hatred, Zhang Yang forgot the warning from the Old Man of Qiankun. Even if he had remembered, he wouldn't have changed his mind. Thinking to himself: If humanity is always being trampled on, why not open our arms to the spirits of artifacts? Damn it! In a flash, the Jade Maiden of One Yuan arrived gracefully. Her tall, slender figure seemed slow, but she was faster than lightning. With a flick of her jade hand, she gently dissolved the violent spiritual energy. "Ah, Fairy Dream, I..." This violent side caught Fairy Dream's eye, causing Qiu Pingzhi to feel immense regret and even more hatred for Zhang Yang. "Young Master Qiu, anger harms your health and will affect your future cultivation. Please don't get angry!" The Jade Maiden of One Yuan's words were very clever. Qiu Pingzhi was immediately overjoyed, readily accepting the criticism, and even Zhang Yang seemed much more agreeable to him. The Jade Maiden smiled gracefully, then looked at Zhang Yang and Yuwen Yan, who were covered in dust, and asked with concern, "Miss Yuwen, Brother Zhang, are you injured?" Yuwen Yan blushed and broke free from under Zhang Yang. Although she wasn't fooled by Lingmeng's smile, a strong sense of powerlessness and defeat welled up inside her. Zhang Yang also got up from the ground. His strength was far inferior to Yuwen Yan's, but his gaze towards the Jade Maiden was radiant, carrying a hint of suspicion and sarcasm. "Fairy, you've arrived at just the right time! If I had been a step later, I might already be a wronged ghost. Does the fairy enjoy watching a show?" Upon hearing Zhang Yang's words, Yuwen Yan's gaze changed, while the Jade Maiden's smile remained unchanged, the mist surrounding her unaffected. "Zhang Yang, how dare you slander Fairy Meng! This is outrageous!" Qiu Pingzhi hurriedly jumped out, seizing every opportunity to impress Lingmeng. Just as the Jade Maiden had her protectors, Zhang Yang also had his loyal female slave. At this moment, Qingyin finally arrived, shouting even more fiercely, "You two-faced pretty boy! If you dare to speak disrespectfully to your master again, I'll kill you!" Anger surged across the lake, even more intense than before, but with the Jade Maiden present, a fight naturally didn't break out. Zhang Yang was the first to pull Qingyin back, stretching and saying, "Sigh, the air here is so stuffy. Xiaoyin, come on, come with me back to my room to sleep." The evil-weapon youth left with his female slave, ignoring the ridicule and contempt of others. His thick skin remained unchanged, unperturbed and fearless. After walking a hundred meters, Qingyin subconsciously lowered her voice and asked, "Master, are we still staying here to learn bedroom skills?" Zhang Yang glanced around, squinted, and chuckled mischievously, "Sister-in-law is alright now, I'm not going to be a lecher! It's too dangerous. Hehe, as soon as we get a chance, we'll slip away and proceed according to plan." When Zhang Yang returned to the guest courtyard, he saw Ning Zhiyun leaning against the door from afar, her jade-like face flushed with shyness, her beautiful eyes filled with affection, as if she were welcoming her husband. "Sister Zhiyun, why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to stay in bed for another day? It's windy outside, let's go inside." Zhang Yang quickly stepped forward and said. Ning Zhiyun nestled happily in Zhang Yang's arms. In this secluded paradise, she subconsciously forgot the troubles of the mortal world. Dusk enveloped the earth, and the candlelight flickered. The three of them huddled in the room. After a good dinner, the boy, who had been unusually well-behaved all day, finally revealed his true nature. "Sister-in-law, it's getting dark, let's rest." "Fourth Brother, I... Ah!" Ning Zhiyun glanced at Qingyin, embarrassed and wanting to run away, but Zhang Yang picked her up and jumped onto the bed. "Sister-in-law, Xiaoyin is family, she won't laugh at you, come on!" Zhang Yang's hot penis pressed against Ning Zhiyun's body, making her blush. She closed her beautiful eyes in self-deception and whispered, "Fourth Brother, don't call me sister-in-law, it's so embarrassing!" "You are my good sister-in-law, and also my good wife, hehe... sister-in-law!" Zhang Yang deliberately used the taboo term, while taking off Ning Zhiyun's clothes one by one. Strictly speaking, this was the first "normal" intimate moment between Zhang Yang and Ning Zhiyun. Zhang Yang was even a little nervous when he took off her clothes, and the veins on the back of his hands stood out. As his sister-in-law's clothes were removed, a faint fragrance wafted out, enveloping the room like clouds and smoke. "Mmm..." Ning Zhiyun's jade-like face flushed crimson. She knew her bodice was slowly falling down, her beautiful breasts gradually coming into Zhang Yang's view. She thought: Si Lang is taking off his undergarments! Mmm... this naughty boy, teasing that shameful place with his fingertips again... Ah... Ning Zhiyun's clothes fluttered away piece by piece, her heart sinking inch by inch into Zhang Yang's hands. Zhang Yang stripped Ning Zhiyun naked from the outside in, from top to bottom! "Good sister-in-law, I'm going in, okay?" Zhang Yang pressed down on Ning Zhiyun's body, his glans already rubbing against her labia for a while, making them a mess. "Mmm!" Ning Zhiyun's eyes were tightly closed, her response faint, but this was already a huge breakthrough. Zhang Yang was instantly incredibly excited, his penis slowly inserting inside, inch by inch taking over his sister-in-law's body. "Ah..." Ning Zhiyun gently bit her lower lip, her private parts blooming like a flower. Only when the penis filled her womb did she regain the strength to breathe. "Sister-in-law, you are so good. Silang will hold you like this forever!" The penis "soaked" inside the flower path, and Zhang Yang felt every wriggling and contraction of the flower path's flesh walls with the most devout heart. "Master, Xiaoyin will hold you for a lifetime too!" The perfect female slave had also gotten into bed at some point. Her crystal-clear, jade-like body was even more beautiful than the second young mistress. She lightly leaped and pressed herself against Zhang Yang's back with infatuation. "Ah!" Pleasure exploded at the point where Zhang Yang and Ning Zhiyun were joined. With Qingyin's interference, the tender feelings were suddenly filled with lust, and the sound of flesh colliding became the only melody in the room! The evil young man indulged in lust and revelry, while the Jade Maiden of One Yuan and the Old Man of Heaven and Earth were having a great headache over his affairs. "Senior, dealing with Qiu Pingzhi is easy, but Yuwen Yan isn't as easy as we imagine!" "Meng girl, are you testing this old man?" The old man Gankun sniffed the aroma of tea and chuckled leisurely, "You've always played the villain in front of Yuwen Yan, your purpose being nothing more than to make Zhang Yang the good guy and win Yuwen Yan's favor. Alas!" Yiyuan Yunu's lightly tied hair swayed slightly. She neither admitted nor denied the old man Gankun's analysis, but asked leisurely, "Why does Senior sigh? With Senior's abilities, scheming against Yuwen Yan would be a piece of cake." "This old man isn't troubled by Yuwen Yan, but by that wicked peony. According to ancient records, once a demon spirit escapes after possessing a body, the primordial spirit will double in strength. If we can't capture and kill it in the short term, this weakest demon spirit will become the strongest." The pressure caused Yiyuan Yunu's Illusionary Dream Technique to waver. She frowned slightly and said with a hint of helplessness: "I've been thinking about this too, but Zhang Yang can't cultivate spiritual power normally. If he can't sense the demonic energy, then all this planning will be in vain." "Young friend Zhang has something special about him. Let's wait patiently! Perhaps an unexpected turning point will appear. Alas!" The old man of Qiankun sighed again. The Jade Maiden of One Yuan suddenly lost interest in planning and drifted like a wisp of smoke onto the rippling lake, walking on the waves. "Chapter Seven" Ambush of the Magic Array The light of dawn pierced the sky and penetrated the still-springtime erotic space. "Ah!" A scream suddenly tore through the silence of the morning, and Zhang Yang and Ning Zhiyun woke up at the same time. As they moved, they immediately felt a strange sensation in their lower bodies. Ning Zhiyun blushed and glared at Zhang Yang with embarrassment and embarrassment, saying, "Fourth Brother, why don't you... pull it out?" After a night of beautiful dreams, Zhang Yang's penis was still inside Ning Zhiyun's flower path. And since men are already erect in the morning, this movement made his penis automatically swell even more. Zhang Yang slowly withdrew his enormous penis, and just as he was about to pull it all the way out, Ning Zhiyun let out a shy moan, causing him to thrust forward again with a "plop!" sound, beginning their morning's passionate embrace. After a moment of sensual union, Zhang Yang held Ning Zhiyun's limp, voluptuous body, and said contentedly, "Good sister, did you have a nightmare too?" "Yes, I had a very strange nightmare!"Ning Zhiyun nestled against Zhang Yang's fairly muscular chest, a radiant glow of happiness and shyness swirling around her. She whispered, "I dreamt of Zhixian. She was flying in the sky like a fairy, then suddenly plummeted down, clutching her head..." "And screamed in terror, then transformed into someone else, right?" Zhang Yang suddenly interrupted Ning Zhiyun, adding in a strange tone, "I had the exact same nightmare, and I even dreamt she was going to kill me." "Yes, I dreamt that Zhixian was going to kill you, that's why I screamed. How could this happen?" Perhaps women in love become foolish; the mature and dignified Ning Zhiyun was now flustered and helpless like a little girl, her face pale. She said, "Si Lang, could this be some kind of omen? Or have we... angered the heavens?" "Good sister, it's just a dream, don't worry. I like you, you like me, what's wrong with two people who like each other being together?" Zhang Yang gripped Ning Zhiyun's shoulders tightly, his voice rising in intensity, his eyes gleaming with boundless pride as he declared, "Sister-in-law, I swear, from this moment on, I will never let anyone hurt or bully you. Even if it's the heavens themselves, I will fight them to the death!" "Fourth Brother, don't say such unlucky things. I'm not afraid anymore," Ning Zhiyun smiled gently, happiness returning to her face. The peaceful day quickly passed, and just when Zhang Yang thought it was merely a coincidence, both he and his sister-in-law awoke from a nightmare at the same time. Zhang Yang's eyes darkened, his thoughts racing like lightning. Confused, before dawn, he forcefully knocked on the door of the Old Man of Heaven and Earth, then recounted the strange event in the most concise and rapid manner. "Old man, is someone using Taoist magic to play tricks, or did I dream of an ominous sign?" "Hehe…you've already guessed the answer." A flicker of surprise crossed the old man's eyes. He gathered his thoughts and calmly explained, "When a demon possesses someone, the chosen host always shares some common ground. The evil spirit Gouyao was skilled in medicine in his lifetime, which is why it sought out your sister-in-law, who comes from a family of divine healers." Concerned for his own safety, Zhang Yang's intellect raced. From the old man's abrupt explanation, he understood everything. He exclaimed urgently, "Old man, you mean, after the demon escaped from my sister-in-law's body, it sought out Ning Zhixian, whose medical skills are even better! Damn it!" "Yes, that's exactly it." The old man took a sip of tea and then explained to Zhang Yang, "These past few days, I've carefully studied this and discovered that anyone whose spiritual power hasn't reached the Great Void Realm is susceptible to demon possession. Moreover, even a Great Void Realm expert, if they experience strong negative emotions, can be exploited by the demon." "Old man, you always say 'maybe,' you really sound like a fortune teller, hehe..." "Hehe, evil artifacts and demonic spirits are unprecedented phenomena, I can only guess." A strange sense of harmony rose in the hearts of the old man and the young man. Zhang Yang grinned and asked his last question: "Then why did my sister-in-law and I have this dream at the same time?" "Your sister-in-law was once the host, and the demonic spirit still carries her soul aura. Together, you have the effect of a soul-suppressing refining technique. Maybe you can use this method to search for traces of demonic spirits in the future." Zhang Yang nodded, suddenly remembering the hallucination he had when he first saw Yuwen Yan. He quickly suppressed the absurd thought; he didn't want to drag his benefactor into this mess. Zhang Yang, who wasn't very enthusiastic about his work, rolled his eyes and then sighed: "Sigh, looks like I'll have to continue being a lecherous thief. I was thinking of escaping!" "Zhang boy, you're right. Not only do you have to continue being a lecherous thief, but you also have to work even harder. If you're too late, once the demon spirit is reborn, the other beauty will surely be annihilated." "I know, I won't run away for now. Let's leave here quickly! Anyway, Yuwen Yan said that outsiders can never learn the Water Playing Technique. I don't think she's lying." Zhang Yang came here only to save Ning Zhiyun, but the old man's requirements were naturally not limited to that. The old man smiled mysteriously: "Yuwen Yan is right, outsiders definitely can't learn it. Only 'insiders' have a chance, haha... Zhang boy, I have a small gift for you." The sky was filled with swirling clouds, and the evil weapon team suddenly left Mandarin Duck Lake. Zhang Yang sat lazily in the flying carriage, accompanied by the perfect female slave and his charming sister-in-law. He glanced sideways at the important figures who were driving the carriage. Jin Guang's face was gloomy, and Shui Lian bit her red lips. Fortunately, the swordsmith worked hard without complaint and silently grabbed the carriage shaft. "Whoosh!" With a whoosh, they soared into the sky. After an awkward moment at the start of their journey, the members of the Evil Artifact Team ascended on their swords. In addition to the original group, two more people joined: Qiu Pingzhi and Yuwen Yan. Qiu Pingzhi had volunteered to come, while Yuwen Yan had been forced to join by Qiu Pingzhi through the influence of Yuan Yunu. Their addition added two more colors to this special team. Granny Daoyue paused in mid-air, looking at the ever-mysterious Old Man Qiankun with a smile and a scolding, "What are you up to now, old man? Why did you send Qiaojiang ahead of time?" "We will definitely pass through Wanjie Cliff on our way. There is an ancient Wanjie formation at the foot of the cliff. Although it is a broken formation, its power is still very strong. I am a little worried, so I sent him to check it out, hehe." Granny Daoyue rolled her old eyes, looking suspicious, "You old man, would you be so simple? I'm warning you, Zhang boy is a treasure. If you break him, this old woman will definitely not be polite to you." Inside the carriage, Zhang Yang held up a small cloth bag, examining it from left to right, up to down, and even tearing at it several times with his hands. Finally, he sighed with a mixture of frustration and envy, "This thing is really strange; it's so small, yet it can hold so much stuff." "Master, that's a Sumeru Bag. You can use it even if you don't know Taoist magic, hehe… It's a really good thing. Old Man Qiankun is so generous." Qingyin praised Old Man Qiankun highly. Ning Zhiyun, though not understanding Taoist magic, was more perceptive and asked with some worry, "Fourth Brother, that old immortal gave you this treasure; is this trip very dangerous?" "Good sister, don't worry! The old man's scheme is very clever; I'll be fine." Zhang Yang felt a warmth in his heart, embraced Ning Zhiyun, and explained, "The old man, in order to get Yuwen Yan to teach me the complete Water Playing Technique, set up an ambush at a place called Wanjie Cliff, planning to create a fake accident so I could be a hero and rescue the beauty, and also drive away that annoying Qiu Pingzhi." The uncle and aunt embraced affectionately, when suddenly Qingyin leaned against the car window and exclaimed joyfully, "Master, look, it's Shuilian Jushi's turn to tow the car!" "Is that so? Then let's begin, hehe..." "Ah, Si Lang, Xiao Yin, you...you, don't..." The perfect female slave lifted her long skirt, revealing that she wasn't wearing an inner garment. Zhang Yang's large hand immediately grabbed Qing Yin's alluring buttocks. Ning Zhiyun wanted to stop him, but Zhang Yang pulled her along with him, dragging her into the shameful waves. Outside the carriage, Shui Lian let out a muffled groan, filled with shame and anger. Although she had subconsciously prepared herself, she still couldn't help but blush rapidly. Damn it, so damn it! One day I'll castrate this brat! Ah, how could I think of such a thing, ugh! Shui Lian's heart trembled, and the ribbon pulling the carriage rose and fell like waves. In the land of cultivation, the realm of evil sects. Inside the Wind and Rain Hall, a phantom bird landed on the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master's hand like lightning. A moment later, the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he laughed strangely: "Good news, the Jade Maiden of One Yuan and the others have left Mandarin Duck Lake and are heading northwest." "That's perfect, we can also act ahead of time." "The Seven Star Palace Master, Leng Die, stood up, her repaired Seven Star Colorful Skirt suddenly shimmering with starlight. She said, 'Fellow Daoists, I know of a natural wonder that can help us succeed in one strike!' 'Oh, what place? That Jade Maiden of One Yuan has two old monsters under her command.' A hint of worry appeared on the powdered face of the Flower-Loving Young Master, after all, the names of the Old Man of Qiankun and Granny Thief Moon were definitely not insignificant. Leng Die's icy jade face flashed a confident smile, and she slowly uttered three words: 'Ten Thousand, Calamity, Cliff!' At the same time, in the Dust-Absorbing Valley, one of the Six Evil Paths, Little Linglong circled around Miao Ji, asking for the umpteenth time, 'Master, are you really not leaving the valley? If you don't make a move soon, Zhang Yang will be killed by the Wind and Rain Pavilion.' 'Even if you don't leave, you are not allowed to sneak away. Be a good girl and practice in seclusion. When the time is right, your master will take you out of the valley.' 'But didn't the Six Paths Saint Lord give an order? To obediently hinder the Wind and Rain Pavilion's actions.'" "Little Linglong, naturally restless, had long wanted to cause a ruckus in the mortal world, but this time, Miao Ji had made an unusually firm decision. Miao Ji's face darkened, and she scolded, 'Little girl, what do you know? Zhang Yang is surrounded by experts, strong and well-equipped. Why would we need to help him? If we want him to be grateful to us, we must wait. When he falls into danger, that will be our chance to strike.' 'Disciple understands. Master is sitting on the sidelines watching the tigers fight, and also profiting from the conflict. Hehe... Master is truly cunning. Disciple admires you.' 'Hehe... Since you admire your master, then be a good girl.' Red veils fluttered, breasts swayed, and Miao Ji finally reverted to her seductive nature. She hooked Little Linglong's chin and laughed lewdly without any trace of her masterly authority, 'Little Linglong, do you want me to teach you the Yang-absorbing technique and give you a few strong men to enjoy?'" "Upon hearing this, Xiao Linglong's eyebrows danced with delight, her allure no less than Miao Ji's. She half-jokingly declined, saying, 'Of course I want to learn Master's divine skills, but all the furnaces in this valley were captured by Master. I prefer to do it myself, hehe…' 'You little girl still don't want to sleep with a man, do you?' How could Miao Ji not see through the little girl's thoughts? Suddenly, she sighed deeply, 'In this respect, you're just like your mother…'""But you're much smarter than her. Little girl, don't you want to rescue Qingyin from Zhang Yang?" Miao Ji smiled at her smug disciple. Xiao Linglong was secretly startled, but her melon-seed-like face remained alluring as she said naturally, "Master, didn't you already say that Mother is very happy with Zhang Yang? As long as she's happy, I don't care about morality." A demoness speaking such enchanting words was perfectly reasonable. Miao Ji's breasts trembled, and the master and disciple laughed in unison. "Boom!" With a loud crash, the carriage was slammed into the ground by Shui Lian. This was the fifth day since the Evil Artifact Team set off. Whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement by the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, Shui Lian was always the one controlling the carriage before each rest stop, and everyone would always hear her frantic shouts of "Stop!" Zhang Yang showed no anger at this; instead, he hugged Qing Yin and deliberately walked past Shui Lian. Only Ning Zhiyun couldn't shake off her shyness, adjusting her disheveled clothes while resolving to stay inside the carriage all night and never go out. The Evil Artifact Team members, each with their own thoughts, rested in several different places. Meanwhile, on the infamous and dangerous Ten Thousand Tribulations Cliff in the cultivation world, the Craftsman cast the last spirit talisman into the mountaintop and then exhaled. Although the Craftsman was undoubtedly a master of formations, fulfilling the instructions of the Old Man of Qiankun still required considerable effort. Looking at the hundreds of spiritual lights spreading and moving across the ground, the Craftsman's usually flushed face showed a rare smile. "Brother Dao's design is indeed ingenious and admirable!" A phantom appeared out of thin air ten feet away, moving with peculiar steps through the traps and arrays set up by the skilled craftsman. "You are the heretical Gou Ming of the Wind and Rain Pavilion!" The craftsman's red face darkened, and without hesitation, he struck the ground with his palm. In a flash, another phantom flew across the sky, blocking the craftsman's spiritual power just as the array was about to be activated. The phantom stopped, and there stood the thin, withered figure of the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master, hovering in mid-air. His aura, like a mountain, pressed down on the craftsman with overwhelming force. Before the craftsman could react, Gou Ming had already taken the lead and stood at the mechanism's latch, saying in a deep voice, "Brother Craftsman, a wise man submits to circumstances. You have no way to escape. Why not join the Wind and Rain Pavilion and study ancient arrays together?" The craftsman closed his eyes slightly, sensing the aura of a group of experts around him with his spiritual power. He looked at Gou Ming, his expression wooden but extremely firm, and said, "Our paths are different, so we cannot work together." "As he spoke, the craftsman suddenly shrank rapidly, like a melting block of ice, and in the blink of an eye, only a large outer robe remained on the spot. "Five Elements Escape Technique! Where do you think you're going?" Gou Ming crouched down and slammed his palm on the ground, while the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master turned his palm technique, transforming spiritual energy into a short spear, which, with the force of a thunderbolt, pierced into a rock on the mountaintop. The rock instantly shattered into hundreds of fragments, and amidst the billowing dust, the craftsman was seen riding a flying sword, soaring into the sky. "Hehe... throwing yourself into my arms! Too bad you're a bit ugly." "Young Master Lianhua was already waiting in mid-air. Although his laughter would make normal people nauseous, the spiritual power of the Taixu Transcendent Realm was genuine. Behind him was the figure of Leng Shi, the Seven Star Palace Master. A loud explosion rang out in the void, and Gou Ming sighed with pity. The Craftsman was thrown dozens of feet away with a scream, and finally fell off the Myriad Tribulations Cliff like a stubborn rock. The three evil sect leaders stood side by side at the edge of the cliff. Cao Meng frowned and sighed, "To be able to withstand three moves from you, this person is not well-known in the righteous path, but his cultivation is so extraordinary. It's a pity he died!" Young Master Lianhua twisted his body and said in a shrill voice, "It's better for the hypocrites of the righteous path to die one by one. I'm just afraid that he's not completely dead and the news will leak out, which would be troublesome." Leng Die was neither happy nor sad. She was the first to withdraw her gaze from the clouds and mist at the bottom of the cliff and said with certainty, "The Myriad Tribulations Formation is below. It can't hurt Taixu experts. If Brother Lianhua is worried, you can go down and look for him." "They don't want to take any risks, hehe... Let's quickly set a trap and give that little bitch Yi Yuan Yunu a big gift." At this moment, Gou Ming bowed and reported: "Reporting to the Lord, the formation left by the craftsman can be used. As long as a hundred thunderbolt talismans are added, the power will be ten times stronger. I am confident that I can annihilate everyone in an instant!" "Including the Old Woman of the Moon Thief and the Old Man of Qiankun?" "Reporting to the Lord, even Old Man Yi Yuan will have a hard time escaping unscathed!" Gou Ming's response made the Lord of the Wind and Rain laugh loudly: "Haha... It's truly heaven's help! If we can kill Yi Yuan Yunu, all the evil sects will surely come to join us in building a great cause!" A moment later, Zhang Yang's "flying vehicle" appeared as expected. Looking down, Zhang Yang saw half of it filled with black clouds like ocean waves, and the other half with steep, precipitous peaks. Even from a distance of a hundred feet, a chilling aura still seeped into his body. He thought to himself, "The Myriad Tribulations Cliff truly lives up to its name." Zhang Yang was startled, suddenly feeling a little worried about the Old Man of Qiankun's scheme. Qiu Pingzhi was also shocked by the terrifying power of the Myriad Tribulations Formation, but in front of the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, he maintained a carefree and fearless expression, and even took the initiative to say, "Fairy Meng, I will take my leave first to sweep away the dust for you." "Thank you for your concern, Brother Qiu. I'm sorry to trouble you." A single "you" escaped Lingmeng's lips, instantly making Qiu Pingzhi's bones feel weak with joy. He immediately activated his flying sword, landing on the summit of Wanjie Cliff ahead of everyone else. In the shadows at the summit, the evil forces, led by Fengyulou, gasped for breath, and spiritual energy shot from many of their weapons. Fengyulou's withered body began to swell, and he commanded sharply, "Everyone hold your breath! The formation's strongest range is within ten zhang. Be prepared! Don't let anyone escape!" At this moment, Qiu Pingzhi recklessly accelerated, while Zhang Yang's flying vehicle began to descend. The evil weapon team was still a hundred zhang, ninety zhang… fifty zhang, forty zhang… "Boom!" An explosion suddenly rang out prematurely, and a tall figure flew from the cliff edge into the air, throwing out talismans while shouting, "Retreat! An ambush!" "Ah, it's Qiaojiang! Something's happened!" "The swordsmith and the craftsman shared a deep bond, so he rushed down without hesitation, while Jin Guang, upon hearing this, retreated in alarm. As the craftsman shouted, the Jade Maiden and Granny Thief simultaneously grabbed the carriage and retreated swiftly without a word. In their tension, they didn't even dare waste time turning their flying swords. The event happened so suddenly that Shui Lian didn't have time to retract her water sleeves, and thus, she inadvertently benefited from Zhang Yang's help, hitching a ride. 'Attack!'" "The Lord of the Wind and Rain Pavilion roared to the sky, and in an instant, hundreds of evil masters appeared out of thin air, followed by hundreds of magical artifacts slamming into the mountaintop. "Boom..." The talismans and magical artifacts exploded violently like modern hand grenades! Amidst the rumbling like muffled thunder, the light of the magic array filled the mountaintop, the steep peak trembled violently, and then the entire mountain rose into the air, crashing into the unsuspecting group of evil artifacts. The next instant, the mountaintop that flew into the sky exploded, not into fragments, but into dust, billions of grains of sand tearing through the void like tornadoes. "Ah! Ah!" Two screams were drowned out by the explosion. Although Qiu Pingzhi and the swordsmith had not entered the center of the magic array, they were swept into the raging wind without even struggling. "Qiu Lang!" "Yuwen Yan, depressed, stayed at the very back of the group, luckily escaping certain death, but she herself rushed into the arms of death. The carriage retreated quickly, and with the protection of the three great masters, the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, the carriage shattered into pieces in an instant after the first gust of wind. The power of the second layer of the magic array rushed in, and the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, Granny Daoyue, and Old Man Qiankun gritted their teeth and stepped forward. The three streams of Taixu spiritual power combined, and a

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