Poison Sect Refined

Two bronze incense burners quietly emitted smoke, filling the hall with a subtle fragrance. The Empress Dowager's eyes were misty, as if lost in
memories .
"That was twenty or thirty years ago,"
the Empress Dowager said softly. "The first time I met Aju, I was still a concubine. It seems there were bandits causing trouble at that time
..."
The Empress Dowager thought for a moment and asked, "Little Guo, do you remember?"
Guo Huai bowed and said in a hoarse, raspy voice, "Great Sage Heavenly King Yang Tai."
"Yes,"
the Empress Dowager said, "I remember it was chaotic for several years. The civil and military officials sent by the court all suffered defeats.
The Emperor was worried every day and couldn't eat or drink. Then one day, the Emperor returned from court in a good mood. He said that
an unknown general had won a series of victories and finally broke into the bandit's den alone, personally beheading the bandit leader and quelling the banditry in one fell swoop..."
"His Majesty was very pleased, saying that the court had gained a talented general. Later, when that general returned victorious, His Majesty
held a banquet for him in the palace. I was curious at the time, so I had a beaded curtain set up during the banquet and peeked at this talented general from behind it..."
The Empress Dowager blushed slightly. "No one could see me from behind the curtain, but when he looked up
, his eyes seemed to pierce through the beaded curtain, seeing right through me..."
Cheng Zongyang glanced at Guo Huai, the old eunuch, who remained expressionless and silent, like a coat rack.
The Empress Dowager continued, "His Majesty's health was already poor, and he fell seriously ill after the New Year. At that time, His Majesty had
two sons, one born to me and the other to Consort Duan. Consort Duan's family was of noble birth, and her child
was half a year older than mine. Rumors circulated that she would make him Crown Prince. I was of humble birth, and my family had no one to rely on
. I was bullied by Consort Duan every day in the palace. Once Consort Duan became Empress Dowager, my son and I would have no place to stand."
The Empress Dowager gripped the armrest tightly, as if recalling the tense atmosphere of that time. "His Majesty's illness worsened day by day, and Consort Duan and
her son became increasingly arrogant. Just as I was worrying about this, a masked man suddenly broke into the palace one night. Little Guo Zi
had just made a move when he was subdued by that man..."
Guo Huai said expressionlessly, "King Wu Mu's martial arts are unparalleled; this servant is far inferior."
"I had just undressed for the night and was terrified. When he removed his veil, I recognized him as
the general I had met that day."
The Empress Dowager paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "He said he could help my child inherit the throne,
on condition that I become his concubine."
"At that time, the Emperor was seriously ill, and the entire harem was in chaos. Helpless, I had no choice but to comply with him...
Several days later, the late Emperor passed away. The earlier news was that Consort Duan's son would be made Crown Prince, but when the will was read, it
was my child who would inherit the throne."
The Empress Dowager covered her mouth and laughed, "Consort Duan turned pale upon hearing this." Cheng Zongyang thought to himself: No wonder Yue Fei could wield so much power in the Song Dynasty; it turns out he was the one who installed
the former Emperor of Song .
But how could a military general like him decide the succession to the throne?
Hearing Cheng Zongyang's question, the Empress Dowager wasn't surprised at all. "A-Ju's methods are unparalleled; there
's nothing he can't do."
Cheng Zongyang said, "Since there's such a reason, why did you agree to His Majesty attacking Jiangzhou? You
know those bandits in Jiangzhou are actually Yue Fei's old subordinates,
right?" Mentioning the Xingyue Lake camp only made the Empress Dowager's eyebrows furrow, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "
Those bandits should all be dead!"
Since she was Yue Fei's mistress, why was she so hostile towards his subordinates? Could there be some hidden reason?
Cheng Zongyang still remembered the conversation with the Song Emperor during his visit to the palace yesterday. It seemed the Song Emperor
trusted this Empress Dowager greatly. If the enmity between the two sides could be resolved, the pressure on Meng Laoda would be reduced by at least half.
Cheng Zongyang laughed, "Could it be that Aunt has some opinion about them?"
The Empress Dowager said angrily, "Who told them to block Aju from entering the palace and gossip all day long?"
Cheng Zongyang was speechless; so that was the root of the problem. Meng Laoda was really something, why did he
care so much about ?
The Empress Dowager's anger hadn't subsided. "What right do they have to speak about Aju's affairs with us concubines? Aju's
two most hated subordinates are surnamed Si and Lu; it would be good to kill them one day!"
Cheng Zongyang silently sympathized with Si Si and Lu Wu. Blocking someone's path to wealth is an unforgivable offense;
look at what happens when you block someone's path to adultery…
The Empress Dowager cursed a few more times, then warned, "Aju's subordinates are all bad people! They've all
been keeping …" " If they had done half a favor for A-Ju, that would be one thing, but they
made things difficult . Not only did they use A-Ju's name to ruin his reputation, but they also kidnapped Yuan'er."
Cheng Zongyang felt his adrenaline surge, suppressing his excitement as he asked, "Yuan'er...who is she?"
The Empress Dowager smiled and poked his forehead, scolding, "Just like A-Ju,
you . She's all yours anyway, why are you in such a hurry?"
Cheng Zongyang tentatively asked, "Isn't Yuan'er a concubine in the palace, His Majesty's wet nurse?"
"She's not a wet nurse, it's just that something like this happened in the palace, and it's not easy to tell outsiders. That's why I said she's the Emperor's
wet nurse
," the Empress Dowager sighed. "Yuan'er was originally the late Emperor's, my child's younger sister, and now the Emperor's
aunt . When Aju was in the palace, Yuan'er was still young. When the late Emperor was alive
, she was betrothed to someone, but after Aju came to power, he found a pretext and had that family wiped out. He originally said he would deflower Yuan'er when she turned sixteen. But
a month before Yuan'er's birthday, Aju suddenly committed a crime and never returned... Yuan'er stayed in the palace and has
never been betrothed."
Cheng Zongyang's heart pounded. Mengniang was most likely the Yuan'er the Empress Dowager had mentioned. He never expected her to be
the Song Emperor's aunt, the eldest princess of the Song Kingdom. No wonder her every move was so precious. Yue Niaoren kept her in the palace
to her alone, but instead of getting to eat the best cabbage, the one who ate the cabbage was struck by lightning. So,
the restrictions on Mengniang were most likely left by Yue Niaoren—that birdman was too despicable! He couldn't have it himself, so he simply wouldn't let anyone else
have it either. He deserved to be struck by lightning!
"How could the Princess be kidnapped by the people of Xingyue Lake while she was in the palace?"
"Little Guo."
"Yes, sir."
Guo Huai bowed and said in a high-pitched voice, "The Princess and Consort Hu were close friends. Consort Hu
was forced out of the palace by Grand Tutor Jia, and the Princess went to visit her under the guise of being His Majesty's wet nurse, escorted by the Imperial City Guard. However, they encountered
bandits . All six men escorting her were killed, leaving no trace. Later, it was heard that the Princess was kidnapped to Jiangzhou."
"They are the remnants of the Xingyue Lake camp."
Cheng Zongyang's mind raced, and he said, "Auntie, this is a scheme by the Black Demon Sea to kill someone with a borrowed knife!
It was the Black Demon Sea who kidnapped the Princess." The Empress Dowager frowned. Guo Huai of
the "Black Demon Sea" lowered his eyes and said, "It's a sect in the martial arts world that has a deep grudge against King Wu Mu." "Oh." The Empress Dowager suddenly realized, "So they are A-Ju's enemies." Cheng Zongyang had prepared a whole bunch of excuses to pin the blame on the Black Demon Sea, but he found that the Empress Dowager trusted him more than usual. She accepted everything he said without even asking. Since that was the case, he didn't need to be polite. "The head of the Black Demon Sea's outer branch is currently in Lin'an. If we want to rescue the Princess, I have an opportunity. However, I lack manpower and will need your help, Aunt." The Empress Dowager said, "Then let Xiao Dezi's Imperial City Guard go." Cheng Zongyang said, "Quality over quantity in warfare. I only wish to ask Aunt for one of your men." "Who?" "Guo Da Diao Dang." "You have good taste." The Empress Dowager smiled, "Little Guo, listen to your young master's orders." Guo Huai bowed, "This old servant obeys." Cheng Zongyang hadn't expected to borrow the Empress Dowager's confidant so easily. He smiled at Guo Huai, "This time, I'll have to rely on Da Diao Dang." Guo Huai lowered his head and said expressionlessly, "This old servant will certainly serve you." ... "Xiao Yingzhou" "It is indeed Xiaoyingzhou on West Lake." Ximen Qing smiled broadly, fanning himself with a folding fan. "The man surnamed Cheng specially sent someone to deliver the invitation, and the time is set for noon tomorrow." Jian Yuji looked at the dossier in her hand and said, "It seems that Young Master Cheng has freed up his hands to teach the Black Demon Sea a lesson." Ximen Qing scoffed, "How could his little tricks escape the discerning eyes of a fairy maiden?" As he spoke, Granny Wu entered and handed over a sealed bamboo tube. Jian Yuji checked the sealing wax, then opened the bamboo tube and unfolded a letter inside. Ximen Qing leaned slightly forward. "The Imperial Strategy Bureau has made a move." Jian Yuji replied wearily, "The Luoyang affair is successful." Ximen Qing clapped his hands and laughed, "That Cheng fellow never imagined that he would move the chessboard from Jiangzhou to Lin'an, while our move is in the Han Kingdom!" "Keeping the Eight Steeds trapped in Jiangzhou for months has been enough for us to do many things." Jian Yuji wrote a reply as she wrote, "Yue Fei has been plotting for many years. Although we have now removed his hidden chess piece in Luoyang , who knows if he still has other plans? This young master Cheng's hard work may have ultimately benefited someone else." Ximen Qing lightly shook his folding fan. "According to my idea, I want to turn enemies into friends with that Cheng fellow." Jian Yuji said calmly, "Not to mention your enmity with the Baiwu clan, just the fact that you took Ningyu's Yuan Hong will not let you go." Ximen Qing raised his eyebrows. "Does even the Fairy have no other ideas?" "Yes," Jian Yuji said. "Turning enemies into friends isn't difficult. I'll find you a common enemy. Young Master Cheng is a smart man; as long as the enemy is strong enough, he knows how to choose." Ximen Qing leaned slightly forward. "Shift the blame," Jian Yuji didn't answer. She put down her pen, rolled a gauze stick on the letter, and dried the ink. Then, she made a hand seal with her right hand and gently touched the center of the letter. The ink on the paper was washed away by invisible magic, swaying like waves , gradually disappearing without a trace, turning back into a brand new white sheet of paper. Jian Yuji raised her jade hand. The witch took the letter, put it into a bamboo tube, and sealed it with sealing wax. Then, a claw reached out from the side , and the Black Crow Messenger grabbed the bamboo tube, spread its wings, and flew out the window, disappearing into the moonlight in a moment. Jian Yuji casually opened a dossier and began to read. Ximen Qing craned his neck to look and asked, "What are these?" "Medical records." "So many?" Ximen Qing looked at the mountain of old files beside him and couldn't help but click his tongue. "Incomplete." Jian Yuji said, "As far as we know, during Yue Fei's time in Lin'an, Empress Dowager Liu forced at least three concubines in the palace to have abortions, but none of these medical records record it." Ximen Qing sneered, "She's quite clever, otherwise our Black Demon Sea would have a few more playthings." "Not just Yue Fei's bloodline." Jian Yuji said, "Among these three concubines, at least one was pregnant with the Song Emperor's child." " What a clever Empress Dowager Liu, what a thorough method!" Ximen Qing clapped his hands in praise and asked, "Fairy, you went to great lengths to obtain these medical records, are you looking for the whereabouts of the Song Emperor's child?" "It's about the cause of death of Consort Duan and Consort Jia," Jian Yuji said calmly, "but the relevant medical records have all been removed, and there are no clues to be found." This was all expected. The medical records of the Song Dynasty palace were all kept in the Imperial Medical Bureau. To obtain these records, Hei Mo Hai didn't hesitate to set fire to destroy the evidence. The medical records Jian Yu Ji now possessed were the accumulation of nearly thirty years by the Imperial Medical Bureau; a single review would take an ordinary person a year. But Jian Yu Ji read them at a glance, as smoothly as flowing water , her reading speed more than a hundred times faster than the average person. After reading only half, she knew that several important medical records had already been removed and destroyed. But Jian Yuji showed no disappointment. She slightly raised the corners of her lips. "If you have the time, sir, you might as well read these medical records." Ximen Qing laughed, "When it comes to discerning clues and deducing intricacies, how can I compare to your skills, fairy? If you have any insights, you might as well let me learn." "The best way to understand a person is to ask their doctor," Jian Yuji said. "However, doctors may lie, but prescriptions don't." Jian Yuji's fair fingers lightly traced the yellowed paper of the medical records. "Angelica sinensis eight qian, Ligusticum chuanxiong three qian, peach kernel fourteen pieces, dried ginger five fen, roasted licorice five fen—this prescription appeared nine times in the medical records of the five years before the Song emperor's death." Ximen Qing raised an eyebrow. "Sheng Hua Tang." Jian Yuji said, "You seem to be very familiar with prescriptions, sir." Ximen Qing sneered, "My family currently runs a herbal medicine shop. How could I not know this famous gynecological prescription for nourishing the body nine times in five years. Yue Fei was truly living a carefree life in the Song palace." "But the most commonly used medicines in the palace are not angelica, but these few."

Ken-no-hime possessed a photographic memory, and without having to reread the medical records, she casually
wrote down the three medicinal herbs that had been used the most in total. Ximen Qing narrowed his peach blossom eyes at a glance. "An aphrodisiac formula."
Jian Yuji said, "After Yue Fei disappeared, the Sheng Hua Tang (a traditional Chinese medicine formula) only appeared once. However, the amount of these ingredients has only increased
in recent years, and only slightly decreased in recent years. Ninety percent of them ended up in the Wanshou Palace."
Ximen Qing frowned and said, "Such a large quantity, even if that old hag Liu turned into water, it wouldn't be enough.
Could be a mistake?"
"Empress Dowager Liu may not have taken the medicine for herself."
Jian Yuji said calmly, "I believe that the concubines in the palace were trained by Empress Dowager Liu for Yue
Fei's enjoyment."
As she spoke, Jian Yuji raised her beautiful eyes, "The only time in more than ten years that this Sheng Hua Tang was used was for the entire Empress Dowager's Fuqing Palace,
last year."
Ximen Qing's face darkened. "That lowly maid almost ruined everything."
"This matter was not handled cleanly enough by you, sir."
Ximen Qing looked coldly at Jian Yuji, whose expression was calm and showed no abnormality. After a long pause, Ximen Qing
coldly said, "I don't kill my own woman. If Xianji wants to kill her, I won't stop her."
Jian Yuji said calmly, "My lord, you've failed to meet her twice at the appointed time. Don't you understand?"
"You!"
Veins bulged on Ximen Qing's forehead. He then flung his fan aside and turned to leave.
Jian Yuji remained calm, continuing to look at the medical records as if nothing had happened.
That day, Ximen Qing had used every means to get close to a reliable palace maid serving Empress Dowager Quan. Under his charming eyes
, it was easy for them to get together. With this inside contact, Hei Mohai was able to find an opportunity to successfully
abduct Princess Yuan.
According to Hei Mohai's methods, he should have silenced the palace maid after the deed was done. However, because Xingyue
Lake appeared out of nowhere and took the blame for Hei Mohai, Ximen Qing, hoping for the best, had not dealt with the palace maid. During his return to
Lin'an, Ximen Qing invited his lover twice, but she didn't appear, which aroused his suspicion. He then learned that Jian
Yuji had secretly dealt with this potential trouble.
"Bitch!"
Ximen Qing cursed fiercely, then deflated. He turned back to look at Jian Yuji's graceful back, silently repeating "bitch" in
his heart
. Jian Yuji paid no attention to Ximen Qing's thoughts. Her fingers tirelessly flipped through the medical records, hoping to
find clues to the great secret.
She chose Princess Yuan as her target because the palace maid had mentioned to Ximen Qing that Princess Yuan possessed
a huge secret—a secret powerful enough to control the Song Dynasty, even to bring it down. Therefore, on the day Princess Yuan
was sent to the secret stronghold in the Black Demon Sea of Qingzhou, Jian Yuji immediately used magic to seal her memories. The Black Demon Sea Witch Clan was renowned for its
witchcraft , and the leader naturally had secret techniques to extract her memories from her mind, providing more detailed and accurate information than a confession. Who knew that
Princess Yuan, placed in the secret room, would be found by the young man surnamed Cheng and taken to Jiangzhou.
With Jian Yuji's abilities, if there was one place in the Six Dynasties she couldn't interfere in, it would be Jiangzhou, where Meng Feiqing
was stationed .
If it were anyone else, the situation would be irreversible, and they would only
be able to apologize to the Sect Master. Jian Yuji, however, took a different approach, coming to Lin'an herself—any secret in the world, unless it never happened, will always leave traces. As long as she knew
this secret truly existed, even without Princess Yuan, Jian Yuji had enough methods to find
what , such as the medical records of the Imperial Medical Bureau's outreach to the palace over the past thirty years.
Jian Yuji's flowing gaze suddenly froze, her eyes falling on the date on a prescription.
After a long while, Jian Yuji raised her eyes, her gaze calm as still water. If this was the clue, then it truly was a great secret
capable of bringing down the Song Dynasty. ...
"Spring clouds cleverly resemble an old man's hat, ancient willows form a single-plank bridge, a gentle breeze and soft dust scatter fallen petals. The sandy shore is beautiful, the grass color graces the silk
robe..."
On West Lake, the water was as clear as a mirror. A painted boat with carved railings sailed by, and on it, courtesans held red ivory clappers,
their pearly teeth gleaming as they sang a beautiful aria, "Spring Comes in the South, Flowers Like Embroidery; After the Rain, West Lake's Water Like Oil;
Outside Xiaoyingzhou, a Little Red Pavilion... I'm Sick from Wine, I'll Lower the Curtain."
Cheng Zongyang sat on a small boat, dressed in fine clothes, leisurely and carefree, like a young nobleman enjoying a leisurely
stroll on the lake.
Qin Hui listened intently for a while, then praised, "Excellent lyrics! After the rain, West Lake's water like oil; Outside Xiaoyingzhou, a Little Red Pavilion...
The singing is melodious, the lingering sound is enchanting; she must be a famous courtesan in the city."
Li Shishi sat kneeling by the gunwale, one hand supporting her chin, the other stroking the lake water, "Fallen flowers and flowing water, spring is gone
, heaven and earth..."
Feng Yuan clenched his fist and said, "Yes! This time, we're going to kill them all!"
Li Shishi couldn't help but laugh. Qin Hui smiled wryly and raised his hand, saying, "Young master, please look over there
on the Su Causeway, where the Little Red Pavilion stands, facing Little Yingzhou across the distance. The scenery is exquisite, enough to make one forget all worries."
Cheng Zongyang stroked his chin and said, "Why isn't such a beautiful place developed into real estate?"
Qin Hui was used to his master's occasional display of his cunning businessman's face, which spoiled the mood,
and said , "It's just that the world doesn't think of this."
Cheng Zongyang gazed at the emerald-green Little Yingzhou in the center of the lake and the lush Su Causeway in the distance, remaining silent for a long time,
seemingly immersed in the beautiful scenery before him.
After a while, Cheng Zongyang nodded vigorously, "Little Yingzhou is still better. The Su Causeway is too narrow. If we were to build a guild hall
, we would have to fill in the lake and create land, which would be too costly. Money should be spent wisely, you treacherous minister."
Li Shishi gave this unromantic businessman a disdainful look, and Qin Hui could only smile bitterly. Cheng Zongyang, however, couldn't help but
let his mind wander . Cuiwei Garden was ultimately Gao Qiu's property. Now that he had the Wumu Prince's Mansion in the city,
developing Xiaoyingzhou would provide another foothold.
As the boat approached Xiaoyingzhou, Cheng Zongyang saw Yi Biao gesturing to him that someone was on the island. Cheng Zongyang's heart skipped a beat
. His thirty men from his direct battalion had entered Xiaoyingzhou three days ago, occupying key positions. He himself had arrived
two hours early to meticulously plan, determined to ensure Ximen Qing's demise in West Lake. Who knew someone would arrive before him? And
judging from Yi Biao's expression, he couldn't stop that person. Who was this person who could make Yi Biao suffer such a setback
? The small boat stopped at the dock. Cheng Zongyang jumped ashore. "Who did you stop?"
Yi Biao asked in a troubled voice, "He lives here."
Cheng Zongyang suddenly realized, "The monk from Baoning Temple."
There used to be a temple on Xiaoyingzhou, where an old monk was said to be in seclusion, accompanied only by a young novice.
Serving. Cheng Zongyang had bumped into the young monk last time he visited; he had silently turned and entered the flower grove, his manners
vastly different from those of the high monks of Mingqing Temple. However, the monks were natives of the island, and even if he were domineering, he couldn't treat them like
rude guests. He chased both the old and young monks away.
"Find a brother to keep an eye on them, don't let them wander around outside the temple and accidentally lose their lives."
"Yes."
Jin Wuzhu took the lead, with Leopard Head and Blue-Faced Beast following closely behind. The three beast-barbarian warriors stood in
a triangular formation, surrounding the patriarch.
Jian Yuji and Ximen Qing had both expressed their intention to win him over, and since he had taken the initiative to propose a meeting, they
wouldn't refuse. But this was a one-time opportunity; if he failed this time, it wouldn't be so easy to lure them in again.
He had been resting and recuperating these past two days, his physical strength and energy at their peak. With superior numbers, a meticulously planned strategy,
and the element of surprise, Cheng Zongyang was brimming with confidence. Unless the two dared not come, he was certain they would
have no chance of escape !
Cheng Zongyang slung the sheepskin bag containing the Dragon-Slaying Saber over his shoulder and strode confidently towards the center of the island.
From the air, Xiaoyingzhou appeared as an irregular "田" (field) shape,
with a garden covering several acres at the central intersection. The agreed meeting place was a pavilion within the garden.
Xiaoyingzhou of this era lacked the many scenic spots of later times; the renowned Nine-Bend Bridge, Nine Lion Stones, and Three Pools Mirroring the Moon were
nowhere to be found. The island had only a few dilapidated pavilions, poorly maintained, except for the Moon-Mirroring Terrace
, which was relatively clean due to the frequent moon-viewing visits from city dwellers.
The meeting was at noon, nearly two hours away. Cheng Zongyang wasn't in a hurry. According to the plan, they would
meet at the pavilion in the center of the island, and then Cheng Zongyang would use the excuse of a secret meeting with Jian Yuji to go to the Moon-Mirroring Terrace together. Qin Hui
and his men would deal with Ximen Qing.
Thirty soldiers from the Direct Subordinate Battalion would be hidden in three locations: the secluded path, the lake, and the Moon Reflection Platform, occupying the three
crossroads Their mission was to intercept any potential subordinates of the Black Demon Sea and block Ximen Qing in the heart of the island.
Qin Hui, Yi Biao, and three Beast Warriors would be the main attack force. If Ximen Qing could withstand the first wave of attacks,
he would then face Feng Yuan's fire magic and grenades. Kuang Zhongyu would be responsible for using a sound-blocking technique to prevent sound transmission and avoid
being detected by Jian Yuji. As for Li Shishi, it would be interesting to see how her Bright Observation Hall secret technique could counter the Black Demon Sea's
ultimate skills.
In addition, he would also keep a killer, Lan, and the Great Sable Eunuch, Guo Huai. Including himself, there would be forty people.
Among them, there were more than seven experts of level five or above, which would be the strength of a mid-level gang even in the martial arts world. Dealing with
Jian Yuji and Ximen Qing would be a sure thing. Cheng Zongyang's plan was to beat Ximen Qing
half to death and then personally end the life of this most notorious lecher, ridding the world of this scourge. As noon approached, a small boat cut through the waves, and Ximen Qing, dressed in white, stood at the bow,
swirling a large red folding fan with gold flecks, exuding an air of nonchalance. In terms of style, he was far more like a young master than Cheng Zongyang, with seven or eight sachets and
jade pendants , and a small maidservant with a jade pendant adorning her arm.
Cheng Zongyang frowned slightly. He knew that with Jian Yuji's intelligence, she wouldn't let him fall for her trick so easily. But he
never expected Ximen Qing to bring that little Ling'er.
He vividly remembered the ruthlessness of this seemingly innocent girl in the Wild Boar Forest; Yu Ziyuan
had barely escaped with his life and was still bedridden, all thanks to her.
Xiao Ling'er's attire was even more revealing than before, her exquisite body clad only in a low-cut, bright red bodice,
exposing snow-white waist, hips, and jade-like legs. Even a tough man like Yi Biao blushed instantly at the sight.
Cheng Zongyang secretly stomped on Yi Biao's foot, warning him to be extremely careful and not be
tempted by the girl's appearance. He then forced a smile, "My lord is indeed a trustworthy man. Why haven't I seen the fairy maiden's arrival?"
Ximen Qing jumped ashore, elegantly closed his folding fan, held it in his palm, and cupped his hands, saying, "The fairy maiden has some minor matters to
attend to and will arrive shortly."
"I see, please, my lord."
Cheng Zongyang's mind raced. Jian Yuji's absence likely indicated her suspicion. But that was fine too; his
target was the scoundrel Ximen anyway, and Jian Yuji's absence gave him an even greater advantage.
As Ximen Qing walked, he said, "I've been to this Little Yingzhou before. Back then, I bought a Arab
concubine in Wuyuan and brought her to Lin'an, where I enjoyed some pleasures on this island. The Arab concubine wasn't particularly remarkable in any other way, except she was tall with long
legs, snow-white skin, and hair like golden silk. During our time together, she was incredibly charming..."
Ximen Qing spoke with great enthusiasm, while Cheng Zongyang wore a fake smile, his eyes fixed on Xiao Ling'er beside him.
The curved hook in that girl's hand was probably only a match for Qin Hui and Jin Wuzhu; Yi Biao and Leopard Head were no match for her
. However, she only wore a bodice; it was unclear where she had hidden the hook.
Ximen Qing noticed his gaze, smiled, and winked. "This girl may be lowly, but her skin is
smooth and her flesh tender; she's quite alluring to handle. Brother Cheng, would you like to give her a try?"
Cheng Zongyang's heart stirred slightly, and he quickly made up his mind, rubbing his hands together and chuckling, "That's not quite right."
"Friends share resources, let alone a little maidservant,"
Ximen Qing said with a smile in his peach blossom eyes. "If Brother Cheng likes her, let her keep you company."
With that, Ximen Qing pushed the girl forward. Xiao Ling'er raised her face and said in a childish, coquettish voice,
"Master Cheng..."
Cheng Zongyang, with a lewd grin, put his arm around Xiao Ling'er's shoulder and back, and reached for her pink little bottom. "Indeed, her
skin is smooth and her flesh tender."
Xiao Ling'er didn't mind his caresses at all; instead, she nestled her soft body against him, her eyes
filled with seductive allure as she pressed herself against his chest. Although she had a childlike appearance, she possessed the wantonness of a woman.
As they spoke, the pavilion came into view. Cheng Zongyang, holding Xiao Ling'er, laughed as they walked, "Is this Xiao Ling'er born
with a disordered triple burner?"
Ximen Qing asked, "Brother Cheng, what makes you say that?"
"I've heard that people with a disordered triple burner have difficulty growing tall and also suffer from large breasts."
"Brother Cheng, you actually know medicine?"
Ximen Qing exclaimed in surprise, clapping his hands with his folding fan, "Brother Cheng's observation is correct! However, this little slut's disordered
triple burner isn't congenital; it was altered when she was young. Even if she grows ten more years
, she won't grow an inch taller. Keeping such a person is just for amusement."
"Is that so? So her triple burner was artificially altered, making her a dwarf?"
Cheng Zongyang curiously took Xiao Ling'er's arm, placing one hand on her waist, seemingly to examine the abnormality in her
body . Suddenly, his fingers tightened, sealing several major acupoints on her back, and then he shouted sharply, "Kill!"

Ximen Qing's smile froze on his face. Qin Hui responded with a flick of his finger , the tip of which faintly emitted the sound of wind and thunder. Ximen Qing let out a strange cry, his folding fan swishing open to block Qin Hui's sudden
finger strike.
With a loud crash, scraps of paper flew from Ximen Qing's fan, and two of its steel ribs snapped.
Ximen Qing used the momentum to retreat from the pavilion, then soared into the sky.
Leopard Head, who was lying on the pavilion, swung his giant axe and roared, "Die!"
Ximen Qing flipped over, his neck narrowly escaping the axe's flash. Although he survived,
cold sweat beaded on his handsome face.
"Go!"
A low shout came from the depths of the sky, and then, without warning, a string of fireballs burst forth from the clear blue sky, shooting towards
Ximen Qing .
Ximen Qing unleashed his movement technique, rapidly changing his form in the air. The streak of fireballs didn't land in empty space; instead, it
slithered like a snake, relentlessly pursuing Ximen Qing's figure.
With a loud "whoosh," a fireball struck Ximen Qing's head,
shattering his gauze crown into pieces. His neatly styled hair fell loose, framing his contorted face, making him look like a madman.
Ximen Qing arched his back and retreated like an arrow, dodging the incoming fireballs. After retreating several feet,
he suddenly stopped, standing on a green bamboo pole. Then, with a flick of his hand, a small white bone umbrella opened in his grasp,
carrying countless swirling will-o'-the-wisps to meet the flying fireballs.
A series of loud crashes resounded from the Heavenly Demon Umbrella. The bone handle was shaken loose,
clattering a teeth-grinding sound, leaving charred marks on the grotesque white bones.
A strange green tinge appeared on Ximen Qing's face. The shimmering golden runes on the Heavenly Demon Umbrella quickly converged, merging
the almost scattered umbrella ribs together. Then a layer of toxic green swept across the umbrella ribs, and the charred
marks disappeared without a trace, turning pale white again.

"The Hidden Peak Taoist is dead, and there are still experts from the Yangjun Sect in Star Moon Lake."
Ximen Qing sneered, "Trying to take my life? It's not that easy!"
Cheng Zongyang confirmed that Xiao Ling'er's acupoints were sealed, rendering her unable to fight back, before setting her aside.
"You must be joking, sir! With your meager skills, Master Cheng could beat you to a pulp with one hand! If
you don't believe me, let's have a fair fight right here! No one is allowed to ask for help! Do you dare?!"
Ximen Qing laughed angrily. "You think I'm a three-year-old child, easily provoked into your trap? I,
Ximen Qing, never expected you to be so ruthless, attacking without a word. I was hoping to discuss a business deal with you,
but since that's the case, there's no need for further words! If you want to take my life, then come at me!"
Yi Biao took a step forward, slashing the bamboo Ximen Qing was standing on in two with his knife. Then, the blade flashed, aiming
for Ximen Qing's shin.
Wu Zhanwei, Wu Sangui, and Yi Biao all wielded knives. Wu Zhanwei's knife skills were heavily influenced by the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), often involving
life-or-death struggles. Wu Sangui's knife skills came from the Black Demon Sea Poison Sect, cunning and ruthless. Yi Biao's swordsmanship was
a commonly used technique in the military. Although it was conventional, the momentum of his strikes was significantly stronger than before, clearly indicating that his recent arduous
training had greatly improved his skills.
Ximen Qing let out a long howl in mid-air, the sound carrying far and wide. Then, his Heavenly Demon Umbrella suddenly retracted, piercing
Yi Biao's blade like a sharp sword, forcing him back two steps.
Qin Hui slithered forward, exchanging several blows with Ximen Qing. Suddenly, a gust of wind attacked from behind, and Ximen Qing
was swept away by the wind, opening his Heavenly Demon Umbrella as he spun to meet his opponent.
A deafening crash resounded, as if countless bones were shattering simultaneously. Ximen Qing's Heavenly Demon Umbrella was smashed to pieces by a heavy
hammer as thick as a thigh. Although the scattered bones quickly gathered again, the ghostly flames dancing on the umbrella were reduced by half.
Qin Hui seized the opportunity, his right hand striking out with three fingers in quick succession. His thumb pierced through Ximen Qing's protective aura, his
index finger met the attack head-on, and then his middle finger lightly skimmed across Ximen Qing's arm. Ximen Qing's left arm sank into the finger, spurting
blood, the wound almost exposing bone.
Ximen Qing's cultivation was slightly inferior to Qin Hui's, and now, surrounded, he was injured in just a few moves. He staggered
back, and behind him, Jin Wuzhu bared his fangs, roaring as he attacked again. Ximen Qing was attacked from all sides, with Qin Hui's
Demon-Shocking Finger in front, Jin Wuzhu's heavy hammer behind, and on either side, Leopard Head's giant axe, Green-Faced Beast's spear, and Yi Biao's
steel saber . Just when it seemed he was about to be trapped, a jade pendant at Ximen Qing's waist suddenly shattered, revealing
a small piece of jade hidden within—a dragon-eye jade!
A soft white light suddenly unfolded, enveloping Ximen Qing like a sphere. The edges of the light barrier
flowed , almost tangible, deflecting all the swords and axes that struck it.
Cheng Zongyang's face darkened. He had seen this before—in the most critical moment in the Southern Wilderness, it was Yun
Cangfeng's Dragon Eye Jade Pendant that released a magic array, saving everyone's lives. Unexpectedly, the tables had turned, and this time it was his opponent's
turn .
This kind of magic hidden within the Dragon Eye Jade was irreversible once cast; it would only disappear when the magic power was exhausted, making it
a one-time consumable. Although Ximen Qing's Dragon Eye Jade was not as large as Yun Cangfeng's, it was only meant to protect his own
life. Judging from the size and color of the light barrier, it could last at least a quarter of an hour.
Among the Dragon Eye Jade Pendants sold by the Six Dynasties sorcerers, offensive ones were extremely rare; they were mostly used for defensive spells.
It's not surprising, really. If someone used magic placed on a dragon-eye jade pendant to harm or kill someone, the victim would inevitably seek
revenge on the seller. Defensive pendants are much safer. Therefore, wealthy people often buy one, just in case
.
Ximen Qing's sleeve was half-soaked in blood. He stared coldly at Cheng Zongyang, then suddenly burst into laughter:
"Well done, Master Cheng! You're ruthless indeed!"
Cheng Zongyang waved his hand coldly, "Use up the magic power of the light sphere! Let's see
how long you can hide in that tortoise shell, sir!"
Jin Wuzhu's heavy hammer seemed to hit an egg. The thin shell of the light barrier trembled, and the dense white light inside
dimmed slightly. Everyone drew their weapons and attacked in turn. Kuang Zhongyu, who was hidden in the shadows, was nowhere to be seen,
but various spells such as Meteor Fire and Flying Fire Wheel appeared out of thin air, constantly striking the light barrier and rapidly depleting its protective magic power.
Ximen Qing, his hair disheveled, healed his wounds using the magic of the light barrier while continuously emitting shrill screams.
Several boats drifting on the lake approached at the sound, and in the distance, a woman in black could be seen standing at the bow, her long hair
tied up high, her slender hand holding a knife, behind her a black flag—the banner of the Overturning River Society.
You Chan!
Cheng Zongyang recognized the woman at a glance, his heart tightening slightly. He hadn't expected the Black Demon Sea to send her to
fight him. Unlike Quan Jianren and Ning Jianren, You Chan, ever since mistaking him for Fei Niao Xiong Zang, had never...
She had plotted against him before, and because he had covered up the assassination plot against the eunuch, she had developed a special
fondness for him. They had even slept together a few times, their relationship was more than ordinary.
But now, You Chan had no idea that he was the one facing off against her, so showing mercy was out of the question.
If any injuries occurred during the fight, whether it was his own people hurting her or her hurting his brothers, it would become an intractable
problem.
Ximen Qing laughed loudly, "Master Cheng! You've schemed and plotted, but you could never outwit the Fairy Maiden! Like the mantis stalking the cicada ,
unaware of the oriole behind! You set a trap to keep me here, but the Fairy Maiden turned the tables, taking advantage of the situation to
eliminate capture me, bringing me back to my Black Demon Sea headquarters!"
"Keep bragging, you'll be crying later!"
Ximen Qing declared loudly, "The best of the Overturning River Society are all here! These water heroes roam the lakes and seas, each one fearless
of death. Even if you have a dozen or so masters, how can you possibly defeat hundreds of water heroes!"
"Hundreds? You're really asking for trouble! With these few broken boats, you could easily have a hundred!"
Cheng Zongyang shouted, "Biaozi! Treat our guest well!"
Yi Biao sheathed his long sword and silently withdrew from the battle.
Cheng Zongyang secretly gave him a wink and whispered, "Leave that woman behind."
Yi Biao understood, nodded, and left.
The boats approached with incredible speed, quickly closing in on the island. The bandits from Taihu Lake, upon landing, split into four groups,
each numbering around twenty or thirty men, and charged along the island's four zigzag paths. They wore black
water armor, wielded sharp knives, and were masked, only their eyes visible. Their movements were fierce, and their swimming skills were superb; no wonder they had annihilated the Snow Falcon Gang on
Taihu Lake .
The fastest group reached the secluded path in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Their leader, a fierce, bull-like bandit,
burst into the bamboo grove and let out a roar.
The other members of the Overturning River Society arrived shortly after, only to find their leader curled up in the bamboo path, his
eyes filled with terror, lifeless.
A young soldier stood at the end of the path, a long sword in one hand, its blade stained with blood; he had killed this formidable member of the Overturning River Society
in an instant .
"Me!"
He brandished his longsword, his tone filled with confidence and pride. "Zhou Feng, Second Lieutenant of the Direct Battalion of the Xingyue Lake Regiment!"
"Kill him! Avenge our brothers!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The bandits of the Fanjiang Society swarmed forward, but the bamboo path was winding and narrow, and even a few steps apart, those behind could
not see what was in front. Amidst the shouts of killing, the clash of blades rang out continuously. Suddenly, a scream rang out,
and another Fanjiang Society bandit was killed by his opponent.
The bamboo path surged with people, shouting and fighting forward. The bandits became restless, and some desperately pushed to the front.
They saw Zhou Feng, the leader, holding a longsword, firmly blocking their path. Behind him were three companions. The three men held
bamboo spears, watching him menacingly. A fierce bandit skilled in swordsmanship rushed forward, blocking Zhou Feng's
longsword, but was immediately pierced through both ribs by a bamboo spear handed to him from behind.
In terms of individual strength, the top fighters of the Overturning River Society might be comparable to these soldiers, but in terms of teamwork, the difference was like
heaven and earth. The four soldiers of the Direct Battalion held the terrain, equipped with a full range of weapons, both long and short, and their coordination was incredibly
smooth . The Overturning River Society, on the other hand, had rushed onto the island and had no knowledge of the terrain. This was why Cheng Zongyang had set
the time in advance and only notified them of the location early in the morning—to make it difficult for the Black Demon Sea to prepare.
The bamboo path could barely accommodate two people, and even when walking side by side, it was difficult to execute any moves. The lieutenant opposite them, though only
one person, seemed to have three heads and six arms; the long sword in his hand and the three bamboo spears behind him seemed to be fused into one
body. In such a narrow and winding environment, fighting such an opponent was a nightmare.
In a short while, six or seven Overturning River Society fighters lay dead on the ground, and the remaining people began to consider retreating. Suddenly,
screams came from behind, as someone attacked from behind.
"This is tough!"
"The road is blocked!"
"Hold on!" "
We can't hold on! Knock! Knock!"
The bandits were in a panic. The three spears and swords in front were like a rock, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through.
The attack from behind was equally fierce. Six soldiers split into two groups, their bamboo spears striking straight and bluntly,
completely blocking their advance and retreat.
A few clever bandits, seeing the situation was bad, immediately swung their swords and cut down the bamboo poles beside them, trying to fight
their way . But those bamboo poles had been neglected for years, and they were too dense to cut down all at once. Instead, because their backs
were wide open, they were easily killed by their opponents.
The skillful coordination and meticulous planning turned what was originally a battle of equal strength into a one-sided
massacre. In less than the time it takes to eat a meal, nearly thirty members of the Overturning River Society were wiped out, not
a single one escaped, and the entire bamboo path was stained red with blood.
The other three groups were no luckier than their companions. One group was ambushed while passing Yinyuetai, losing
four or five men immediately. The remaining members barely managed to regain their footing and engage in combat, but the thirty skilled members of the Fanjiang Society
couldn't gain the upper hand against the ten soldiers of Xingyue Lake. After a fierce battle, the Fanjiang Society's forces suffered
more than half and were unable to fight any longer, so they had to retreat while fighting, moving further and further away from the island's center.
The other group suffered an even more inexplicable defeat. The bandits had encountered no opponents and crossed
the path without any hindrance. Just as they were about to step onto the island's center, they suddenly heard a loud shout: "Explode!"
The ground beneath their feet trembled slightly, and then it seemed as if countless bolts of lightning erupted from beneath their feet. Soil mixed with
countless irregular pieces of iron flew everywhere, and blood and flesh flew in their wake.
In a short moment, the lush grassy path was completely transformed. Soil was churned up from the ground, carrying
a pungent, burnt smell, and stained black with blood. Nearly thirty skilled members of the Overturning River Society
perished; more than half died on the spot, and the rest were severely wounded, mostly in their lower bodies, unable to escape and only able to groan on
the ground .
After a while, Feng Yuan cautiously emerged, even he was astonished by his own victory. He had
single-handedly wiped out the entire team. Those grenades using Dragon Eye Jade were simply too powerful! Even the founder
probably never imagined that the Ping Shan Sect's fire magic would flourish to such an extent in his hands!
The screams echoed from afar, indistinct across half the island, yet all the more chilling. Finally,
proceeding with caution, You Chan gestured for everyone to stop, then pointed to two of her subordinates, "Go and take a look."
The two charged forward side by side, and just as they crossed the small embankment across the lake, they saw a man appear at the end of the path.
Yi Biao gripped the hilt of his sword without a word, his javelin-like figure radiating boundless killing intent.
A warrior who had survived countless battles, his imposing presence overwhelmed more than one of the bandits. Yi Biao drew his sword, took three steps forward, and killed one bandit on the
spot. Another bandit, seeing the situation was dire, turned to flee, but Yi Biao leaped and struck him down. You Chan should have already returned to Guangyang, but was left in Lin'an by Xianji. She knew nothing about the target of this operation, only that Xianji had instructed her to follow the orders of Master Ximen. Hearing the whistle, she immediately led her group to Xiaoyingzhou, only to find that a single man blocked their path, stopping all thirty-odd people. You Chan's beautiful eyes flickered, and she said, "Kill him!" Several skilled members of the Overturning River Society immediately leaped out, rushing across the path like the wind towards Yi Biao. You Chan secretly made a gesture, and more than ten of her men immediately slung their sharp knives over their shoulders and silently slipped into the lake. Xiaoyingzhou was shaped like the Chinese character "田" (field), a layout where an island within a lake, and a lake within an island. On either side of the path was a small lake, surrounded by drooping willows and interspersed flowering trees. The Fanjiang Society, who made their living on the water year-round, had members whose best swimmers were all exceptionally skilled. But once they entered the water, they were shocked to discover that someone was lurking at the bottom of the lake. Suddenly, ripples spread across the calm surface, and streams of blood gushed from the lakebed. A moment later, a head surfaced, followed by another. Several Fanjiang Society members desperately fled from the lake, their hands and feet already wounded within moments. Struggling to swim to shore, they yelled, "Don't go in! There are bamboo hooks in the lake!" "Boss Xiang got hooked! His head's been chopped off!" "The wind's strong! The wind's strong!" You Chan said coldly, "You're all heroes on the water, how come you can't beat them!" " They've stirred up the lake bottom, the brothers can't see anything, getting hooked means death! Boss You , we can't fight this battle!" You Chan glared at Yi Biao hatefully, "Let's go! To the other side!" Ximen Qing's arm wound healed rapidly, but his face grew increasingly grim. Although the Fanjiang Society were notorious bandits who roamed the waters, they were no match for a quasi-regular army like the Xingyue Lake camp. After a brief exchange, they were utterly defeated by an opponent who outnumbered them by only a third. Qin Hui, not forgetting to kick someone when they're down, laughed loudly, "The Overturning River Society are heroes of the water. Your Excellency ordered them to fight on the island , abandoning their strengths and choosing their weaknesses. How could they not be defeated? One incompetent general leads to the death of the entire army. Isn't that a painful fate?" Ximen Qing, his long hair disheveled, his eyes sinister, suddenly raised his hand and flicked out a sachet. The sachet pierced through the light barrier, spiraling upwards. Without thinking, Leopard Head leaped onto the light barrier and bit into it. Qin Hui's expression changed drastically, "Beware of witchcraft!" Leopard Head's sharp teeth chattered wildly, chewing the sachet to pieces, then he swallowed it. Then, with a loud "bang ," he let out a huge fart, flying out like an arrow and plunging headfirst into the muddy lakeside. Leopard Head swayed as he sat up, shaking his mud-covered head, and huffed, "It's real!" Then he collapsed again, emitting a deafening snort. Ximen Qing's face darkened. This sachet was a gift from the patriarch himself, yet it had been destroyed by this beast before he could even use it. Seeing the light fading, he dared not delay, tearing off the sachet and jade pendant from his waist and crushing them one by one to open it. The sky suddenly darkened, as if the entire Xiaoyingzhou had been swallowed whole by a monstrous beast lurking in the shadows. Then, a willow tree nearby transformed, its fluttering branches turning into countless monstrous pythons, which suddenly coiled around binding it tightly. The blue-faced beast's spear was trapped, unable to move, so it simply opened its claws and fangs, tearing and roaring amidst the pythons. The severed python bodies fell to the ground, instantly turning into broken branches and leaves. Outside the pavilion, a withered tree suddenly stood up, extending powerful claws and lunging at Jin Wuzhu. Jin Wuzhu's heavy hammer was entangled by a vine, unable to be swung. He roared and charged forward. The two equally powerful beasts collided , causing the air to tremble. On the other side of the pavilion, the ground churned like waves, and a skeletal demonic claw burst forth, reaching for Qin Hui's ankle. Qin Hui flicked his sleeve, and a jade box flew out. He flicked open the lid, lightly , then shaved off the entire fingernail and flicked it towards the demonic claw. The moment the claw touched the fingernail, the white bones instantly turned brittle and hard gray, scattering into ashes in the breeze. Cheng Zongyang was overwhelmed by the various demonic arts before him. He had initially thought Ximen Qing's cultivation was only slightly higher than his own , but he had forgotten that Ximen Qing was a member of the Black Demon Sea Witch Clan. If this were a fair one-on-one duel, he would have long been defeated by the high-ranking official's endless stream of witchcraft—although he had never even considered giving this scoundrel a chance to be fair. Upon seeing Qin Hui effortlessly shatter the white bone demon claw, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but exclaim, "You treacherous minister! What is that thing in your hand?!" Qin Hui held up the jade box, proudly declaring, "This is the third of the seven supreme poisons of the Poison Sect: Yellow Springs Butterfly Transformation! It can shatter any demonic magic or illusion with a single flick!" "Damn! So powerful! Why don't you hurry up and break the spell for Old Technique and Old Beast?!" Qin Hui lowered his voice somewhat awkwardly, saying, "This poison is fatal upon contact, and there is no antidote. Even if the sorcery is broken, your lives will still be in danger." Ximen Qing laughed loudly, "The Poison Sect's creations cannot distinguish friend from foe. Such fools are truly laughable! Behold my Heavenly Demon Umbrella!" Ximen Qing crushed a jade pendant in his palm, slapped it onto the Heavenly Demon Umbrella, and then threw it out. The palm-sized Heavenly Demon Umbrella suddenly expanded, like a wheel, then grew even larger, enveloping the entire pavilion under the white bone demon umbrella. "Qin Huizhi! Show us all the deadly poisons your Poison Sect has left!" Cheng Zongyang glanced at Qin Hui, who shook his head slightly. "This Heavenly Demon Roar uses poison to enhance its power, and its potency . However, Your Excellency's cultivation is still shallow; this Heavenly Demon Roar may not be insurmountable." Qin Hui tightened his belt and then leaped into the air. From between the six ribs of the Heavenly Demon Umbrella emerged a strange skull, its six mouths opening simultaneously to spew forth countless black, serpentine wisps of energy that descended from the sky, swirling and twisting beneath the umbrella before coalescing into six streams. Two streams flew towards Qin Hui, while the other four flew towards Jin Wuzhu and the Green-Faced Beast, respectively. Jin Wuzhu and the Green-Faced Beast roared simultaneously. The beast formed from the withered wood absorbed the black energy, its power surging, forcefully slamming Jin Wuzhu to the ground. Then, it opened its mouth to bite at his neck. Jin Wuzhu's muscles bulged, and he punched the beast.

On his face, as hard as iron, the massive head of the demonic beast twisted to one side, biting down on Jin Wuzhu's shoulder, its foot-long sharp
teeth piercing his collarbone.
On the other side, the blue-faced beast was completely enveloped by a swarm of demonic pythons transformed from willow branches; only a large mass of pythons could be seen
writhing and twisting, no details visible.
Cheng Zongyang gripped the Dragon-Slaying Saber in the sheepskin bag, then leaped up, charging towards the Heavenly Demon Umbrella above his head. Suddenly
, a warm, fragrant scent surged from behind him. Cheng Zongyang turned to see Xiao Ling'er's bodice flying off her body,
the fiery red silk gracefully unfurling in the air, the ribbons swaying gently like a lover's arms embracing his waist and back.
An incomparably comfortable feeling spread throughout his body; he felt as if he were lying on Xiao Ling'er's delicate and soft body,
too lazy to move.

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