【Evil Weapons】Episodes 6-10 Author: Zhile

Cover Character: Hai Ping
[Evil Artifact]

Author: Zhi Le
Publisher: Hetu Culture

Cover Character: Hai Ping

[Volume 6: Rouge Steed] Chapter 1: Midnight Stealing of

Fragrance In the dark of night, at the perfect time for stealing fragrance and jade,

Zhang Yang, like a flame, swiftly and accurately pounced on Hai Ping's door in the darkness.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The knocking was cautious, and upon hearing that peculiar tone, Hai Ping abruptly sat up in bed. Perhaps it was the unspoken understanding between lovers, or perhaps the knocking was too furtive, but it instantly reminded her of her lover.

"Brother Si Lang, it's so late, you…"

"Sister Ping, I have something urgent to tell you, please open the door for me!"

Although Hai Ping was innocent, she was no fool. Thinking of the descriptions of lovers' trysts in the book, her heart pounded, and she instinctively covered her swollen breasts.

"Brother Silang, you should go back quickly! If Mother finds out, she'll kill you!"

"Sister Ping, it's so cold outside. Open the door for me, I'm about to catch a cold, ouch!"

Zhang Yang sneezed dramatically, then patted his chest and promised, "Good sister, I won't bully you, I promise!"

At this moment, the door moved twice and finally creaked open a crack.

"Brother Silang, let's just talk through the door like this, please don't come in... ah!"

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Yang, harboring wicked intentions, immediately squeezed in. Since it was about stealing a kiss, how could a lecherous thief keep his word to a little lamb?

From inside the half-closed door, a series of moans and the sound of clothes rubbing together violently immediately rang out. In the darkness, Zhang Yang, taking advantage of the situation, wickedly tempted her, "Sister Ping, I'm still cold. Let's go under the covers and get warmer, okay?"

"No...no, ah...Brother Silang, don't touch...that place, ah..."

In less than a minute, the blanket had been kicked off the bed, and then the shameful spring scenery danced in the darkness.

Through a thin undergarment, Zhang Yang slowly and skillfully caressed Hai Ping's breasts. After less than ten strokes, her nipples shyly erected, the two shameful protrusions trembling gently under the undergarment.

"Brother Silang, no... really no, Mother will... kill me, ah..."

The evil-weapon youth used two fingers to pinch Haiping's nipple through her clothes, gently rubbing it while biting her earlobe like a devil tempting a little lamb, saying, "Sister Ping, you will eventually become my woman, so let your husband pamper you a little first!"

"Hmm... it hurts, Brother Silang, you're hurting me."

Haiping was already pressed down on the bed by Zhang Yang, her beautiful face covered with a blush of happiness, but her slender body still kept twisting, saying, "Mother said that I am not allowed to lose my virginity before I am sixteen, otherwise my Xuan Gong will go mad." Haiping explained

shyly, but she did not know how powerful her words were!

When Zhang Yang heard that Haiping was not yet an adult, his waist felt as if it had been struck by lightning, making him even more disregard the saying that one cannot lose one's virginity when practicing martial arts, and he half-forcefully lifted Haiping's inner garment, directly kneading her small and delicate breasts.

"Ping, your mother is lying to you! Look at your senior sister, she's made love with me many times, and she hasn't gone mad!"

"But senior sister's age... ah..."

Zhang Yang's fingertips sank, sliding along Hai Ping's cleavage towards her navel. While skillfully removing Hai Ping's undergarments, he suddenly unleashed a powerful killing move.

"Ping, have you forgotten? In the hot spring, we almost became husband and wife. Don't you want to be my wife?"

The power of the Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water Technique spread from Hai Ping's navel, causing her nipples to bounce upwards and reminding her of her crazy moment that day.

Now it was different; without the power of hatred, the innocent Hai Ping blushed with shame, unable to believe that she had done such a thing.

In a daze, Hai Ping seemed to see that blood-stained wooden stick again, a magnetic force attracting her, making her grab one end and shake it involuntarily.

"Huh? The wooden stick is getting bigger and bigger, and it's even getting hot!" Hai Ping was startled. Looking down, she realized she wasn't holding a wooden stick, but Zhang Yang's penis!

Hai Ping screamed instantly, quickly pulling her hand away. Her body trembled as if pricked by needles, and the scream escaped her lips again. She thought: "Oh my god, I'm completely naked, and Brother Si Lang is taking off his last piece of clothing! This...this...he really wants to...do that, what should I do?" "Brother Si Lang, please don't! Mother will definitely find out."

"Good sister, then let's do this..."

"Ugh...you're so naughty, I'm so embarrassed!"

"Good sister, come on, you'll feel good too, your mother definitely won't find out."

Although Hai Ping was blushing with shame, she still managed to turn over, presenting her back and buttocks to Zhang Yang's huge member.

Zhang Yang's breath hitched. He slowly inserted his penis between Hai Ping's legs. The lecherous wolf, who had been tempting the lamb

, wouldn't be satisfied with just this, but he didn't want to force her. In fact, this gradual seduction was exactly what he wanted. Hehe... First, stimulate Hai Ping's pleasure, then I can penetrate her! Zhang Yang thrust his hips forward, and his penis, gripped by Hai Ping's smooth, tender legs, inch by inch, quickly reached her labia.

As the glans rubbed against her labia, Zhang Yang's fingers, tingling with pleasure, also reached Hai Ping's sparsely haired paradise, gently kneading her still-unopened vulva.

"Ah... Brother Si Lang, don't... don't touch me, it... it hurts!"

"Good sister, squeeze tighter, yes, moving like this will make it stop itching!"

Zhang Yang embraced Hai Ping's slender body from behind, his penis thrusting in and out rhythmically, from slow to fast.

Under Zhang Yang's guidance, Hai Ping's slightly raised vulva, resembling a small steamed bun, trembled faster and faster. After the glans had scraped against her labia hundreds of times, Hai Ping's legs were no longer stiff. Her round little buttocks moved back and forth to meet Zhang Yang's thrusts, subtly adjusting her position.

"Ah...oh..."

With Hai Ping's adjustment, Zhang Yang's glans immediately scraped heavily against her clitoris, and the shaft sank deeper into the crevice of her labia. Hai Ping's petals blossomed for the first time in her life. She looked down and saw her labia tightly gripping Zhang Yang's shaft, making her feel both ashamed and incredibly comfortable. Her body felt as if it were melting.

"Puff...puff..."

Zhang Yang's breathing doubled, and his thrusts doubled. He roughly held Hai Ping's waist, and like someone making love, he thrust hundreds of times in a row.

Hai Ping's moans were out of control; her honeypot was already soaking wet. The nectar not only soaked her private parts but also her penis, and even the bedding was slick with a shameful wetness.

"Smack...smack..." Zhang Yang's lower abdomen slammed against Hai Ping's not-so-plump buttocks, the sound particularly forceful. Suddenly, Hai Ping's body stiffened rapidly, her legs straightening and clamping tightly together, as if trying to snap Zhang Yang's penis in two.

"Ah!"

At this moment, the honey-like fluid inside Hai Ping gushed out with a scream, soaking Zhang Yang's penis from the glans to the base, his scrotum dripping fragrant droplets as if just pulled from water.

"Uh..."

Zhang Yang's desire reached its limit. His penis sprang, the glans swelled, and in that instant of electric current coursing through his body, he lost consciousness, leaving only instinct. He saw Hai Ping's rosy anal bud, then suddenly pulled his penis back, and then thrust it into Hai Ping's anus like lightning.

"Plop!" With a sound, his penis entered Hai Ping's anus, but because the anus was too tight and narrow, it couldn't be inserted immediately.

Before Zhang Yang could exert force a second time, his semen gushed out like a fountain, hitting Hai Ping's anus and her buttocks, causing her to involuntarily contract her buttocks, clenching them to their limit.

Zhang Yang's member pressed against Hai Ping's vulva, throbbing rapidly, each ejaculation making Hai Ping's body tremble and her mouth gape open.

Zhang Yang's hot semen flowed down Hai Ping's buttocks, onto her vulva, down her lower abdomen, down her thighs, and even more flowed down her buttocks, onto the bedding and the bed.

Hai Ping felt an intense heat in her rear, so hot that she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, so hot that her beautiful eyes became hazy, her legs went weak, and she had no resistance left.

"Hoo..."

At this moment, Hai Ping's vulva was fully visible to Zhang Yang, seemingly beckoning to his large penis.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, his engorged penis instantly glowing red, and with a "smack!" it struck Hai Ping's lower abdomen.

The time had come, the time to deflower the daughter of Medicine God Mountain had come!

Filled with boundless passion, Zhang Yang gently turned Hai Ping's body, then parted her soft legs, and pressed his penis lightly against her.

The arrow was on the bowstring, the bowstring fully drawn.

However, at this crucial moment, a cold wind blew in from outside, forcibly extinguishing Zhang Yang's lust.

"Ping'er, open the door, it's Mother!"

Madam Baicao had actually arrived! Zhang Yang turned pale with fright, and Hai Ping trembled all over. The two had just picked up their clothes from the ground and hadn't even had time to put them on when Madam Baicao pushed open the door and entered.

"Hey, Ping'er, why didn't you close the door when you went to sleep?"

"Mother, I haven't gone to sleep yet."

At this moment, Hai Ping's body was wrapped in the quilt, with only her head and hands sticking out. She not only had to hide herself, but also her lover under the bed, which was quite a struggle.

"You little rascal, can't you sleep again? You're such a worry." Madam Baicao looked at her with affection and instinctively bent down and pulled at the quilt.

"Mother, no..." Hai Ping lost her composure instantly. After a shrill scream, she hurriedly covered up, "I like sitting and don't want to lie down yet. Mother, it's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest, don't tire yourself out!" "Ping'er, you want to send your mother away? Mother won't leave, hehe..." Liu Feixu's fingertips paused, and a barely perceptible strangeness flashed in her eyes. Then she turned around and sat down next to Hai Ping.

As Liu Feixu sat down, the embroidered couch trembled, the bed frame pressing down on Zhang Yang beneath it. But Zhang Yang felt nothing, his mind still immersed in the fleeting pleasure of the moment before.

Two seconds earlier, Lady Baicao had bent over, her elegant long dress no longer concealing her rounded buttocks. From her waist down, the dress outlined an exaggerated curve, and Zhang Yang could "feel" the plumpness, fullness, and astonishing elasticity of her large buttocks with just his eyes.

Zhang Yang's gaze instantly heated, shooting towards the alluring curves facing him as if they were tangible.

In the instant Zhang Yang's gaze roamed wildly, Lady Baicao's fingertips paused for a fleeting second. She swayed her waist, shaking off the discomfort, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Daughter, is something on your mind? Would you like to tell your mother?"

"Mother, so much has happened these past few days. I just can't sleep. What could be on my mind?"

Hai Ping twisted her body tightly under the covers, cleverly dispelling the embarrassment of her trembling body due to nervousness. Madam Baicao lovingly embraced Hai Ping and asked with a smile, "Did Zhang Yang bully you? Tell your mother, and I will definitely not let him off easily! Humph, who dares to bully my daughter, Liu Feixu's daughter?"

At the height of her excitement, Madam Baicao suddenly slammed her hand on the edge of the bed, the large bed making a muffled "bang!" that perfectly masked Zhang Yang's cry of pain from beneath the bed.

Madam Baicao's slap was quite subtle; the force penetrated the bed frame. Although it didn't directly hit Zhang Yang's body, the residual force made his head slump and hit the floor.

"Mother, Brother Silang is so good to me, how could he bully me? Please don't misunderstand a good person!" Haiping's voice couldn't help but rise a few octaves, causing Madam Baicao's imposing manner to weaken. She felt a pang of sadness and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Indeed, daughters grow up and leave home, alas!

"Mother, you haven't promised him yet, so don't be prejudiced against Brother Silang."

"Okay, okay, okay, Mother will listen to you." Madam Baicao stood up somewhat helplessly, then changed the subject, saying, "Ping'er, Mother has something nice to give you, but I was so happy that I forgot to bring it. Wait here, I'll go get it right away and be back very soon!"

Madam Baicao deliberately emphasized the word "very soon," then quickly walked out of Haiping's room.

Zhang Yang, standing under the bed, was taken aback by the words, carefully considering Madam Baicao's meaning: "Hmm, has she discovered me? Should I leave or stay?"

Desire and reason were still battling in Zhang Yang's mind, but Hai Ping had already made the decision for him. She said urgently, "Brother Silang, hurry up and leave, or you won't be able to leave! Hurry up, Mother is terrifying when she gets angry!"

Beauty was important, but life was more important! Zhang Yang grabbed his clothes and leaped out of the window with a whoosh. His attempt to steal a kiss ended in failure, and he could only obediently lie back down next to Liu Caiyi.

Frustrated, Zhang Yang lay down very hard, immediately waking Liu Caiyi.

"Little lamb, you went out to eat grass in the middle of the night, are you full? Hmm."

Liu Caiyi teased as she naturally hugged him, her long, beautiful legs unintentionally resting on Zhang Yang's unsatisfied member.

Zhang Yang shuddered instantly, and Liu Caiyi's voice trailed off. Both mother and son recoiled as if pricked by needles, and the room fell silent.

This contact was negligible compared to the previous night, but the atmosphere was devoid of any medical treatment, and they were unprepared. Even Liu Caiyi blushed with embarrassment, her breathing quickening. So, the Princess Protector was a woman too—a perfectly normal woman!

The next day, Zhang Yang was still somewhat awkward, while Liu Caiyi chatted and laughed as if the previous night's events were nothing but an illusion. Under her usual teasing, Zhang Yang finally overcame his embarrassment and forced a wry smile.

At noon, unable to find an excuse to escape, Zhang Yang, along with Ning Zhixian and Hai Ping, was "invited" to the table by Liu Caiyi with a smile.

The wine of Medicine God Mountain was no less than nectar, but Zhang Yang was forced to drink by Liu Caiyi until he felt utterly miserable, as if he were submerged in a wine jar.

Teasing her son seemed to be Liu Caiyi's greatest hobby in life. Relying on wisdom unmatched by humans, she only needed a few drinks to send Zhang Yang and the two girls into a drunken stupor.

At this moment, the three younger ones were sprawled on the table in a rather inelegant manner. Liu Caiyi smiled and said to Madam Baicao, "Feixu, you can rest assured now! No matter how cunning my son is, he can't sneak into your daughter's room, hehe..."

Madam Baicao made no attempt to hide her motherly worries and said with a sigh of relief, "Actually, I was more worried about Ping'er sneaking into your son's bed. Alas, she is still too young, her Dao body is unstable. In a few years, I won't stop her!"

The two atypical mothers sighed to each other, and then burst into laughter at the same time.

Lady Baicao tilted her ample hips slightly to the side, leaning towards Liu Caiyi, and said, "Caiyi, why not stay a few more days? My Medicine God Mountain is far more serene than the mundane world."

"Alas, I also wish to cultivate myself here, but the people of the capital are complicated, and there are demons causing trouble. If it weren't for this silly boy, I wouldn't have left so easily!"

Liu Caiyi felt Lady Baicao's sincere entreaty to stay, her beautiful eyes brightened, and she smiled, "Feixu, with Silang and Ping'er here, we'll see each other again soon! By the way, tell Zhixian to stay here obediently. When Silang returns to the martial world, he will definitely come to Medicine God Mountain to pick her up."

Before she finished speaking, Liu Caiyi stood up, her every move decisive and graceful.

"Caiyi, I'll see you off."

Lady Baicao was no ordinary person either; she forcefully erased her sorrow of parting and sent Liu Caiyi off with her most radiant smile. Protected by four elderly men in blue robes, a carriage soared into the air, flying straight towards the capital city that Zhang Yang had repeatedly mentioned. He lay in the carriage, parting ways with Ning Zhixian and the other woman in his drunken dream.
[Episode 6: Rouge Steed] Chapter 2: The Rebellion in the

Eastern Capital When Zhang Yang awoke, the carriage was already speeding along a smooth official road.

"Ah, Mother, where are we?"

"It's all because of your foolish little act! You tried to steal someone's daughter, and naturally, you were kicked out!" Liu Caiyi lifted the carriage curtain, letting Zhang Yang see the scenery outside, and smiled leisurely, "Xiaoyin told me you really wanted to go to the capital to find your mother, didn't you? Mother will take you there now. Hehe… In two more days, we can enter Luoyang, the Eastern Capital."

When Zhang Yang heard the name "Xiaoyin," the longing hidden deep in his heart surged forth. His eyes moistened, and his sleepiness vanished instantly.

"Mother, you've already met Xiaoyin? Hehe... Isn't she nice?"

"Yes, she is. Little Yang'er is becoming more and more promising! He even has a female slave, and she's so innocent and beautiful."

Liu Caiyi's praise made Zhang Yang feel embarrassed. He wanted to ask about Ning Zhiyun's situation, but he was afraid that Liu Caiyi would see through his act.

As Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, Liu Caiyi's lips curled into a mysterious smile. She first brought up Ning Zhiyun and said, "Fourth Brother, why don't you ask your second sister-in-law? She..."

He couldn't let his mother catch him, absolutely not! The evil weapon boy's heart surged with fire, and his courage increased under the pressure. He suddenly asked in an extremely curious tone, "Mother, when did our family have such powerful experts? Why have I never heard anyone mention them?"

Liu Caiyi looked at the four old men in blue robes outside the carriage, her lazy and charming figure unchanged.

"They're not from the Duke of Zheng's mansion, nor are they from the Han Dynasty. They just have some connection with Mother and occasionally help her with small favors."

"What connection? Mother, you're even keeping

this from me!" Having been dealing with cultivation masters all day, Zhang Yang was no longer the sickly child he used to be. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at the mysterious Liu Caiyi with great anticipation.

"Little lamb, it's not time for you to know yet. Hehe... If you really want to know, Mother might, or, perhaps, tell you. Do you want to know?"

"No need, dear Mother, I don't want to know!"

Zhang Yang cleverly escaped Liu Caiyi's trap, then changed the subject, remembering a long-standing question in his mind.

"Mother, did you not guess about Jing Qingtian's matter, or did you deliberately indulge her?"

"Deliberately!" Liu Caiyi answered with great ease. She straightened her leaning body, and the light fur coat draped over her shoulders slid down, exuding her perfect curves.

"Son, don't glare at your mother with those mournful eyes. I had important matters to attend to in the capital those two years and couldn't leave." Liu Caiyi's explanation didn't ease Zhang Yang's grievances. She added somewhat embarrassedly, "I investigated Jing Qingtian and his daughter and know they aren't inherently evil people, so I didn't take the initiative to resolve the crisis." "Hmph, not evil? Your son—I was already thrown into the alchemy furnace and almost burned to ashes!"

"Hehe...aren't you doing well now? This is actually a blessing in disguise, surrounded by beautiful women, and you might even become a great hero who saves the world in the future."

Zhang Yang was amused until his face turned red to his neck. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and his mouth opened to its limit as he asked in surprise, "Mother, you didn't even foresee that I would become an 'evil weapon' beforehand, did you?"

A wave of hot air rushed into Zhang Yang's mouth. Although the woman in front of him was his mother, he couldn't help but tremble inexplicably, and three words popped into his mind—inhuman!

"Is Mother really that amazing?"

Liu Caiyi asked, a gentle smile playing on her lips, her star-like eyes gleaming with a mixture of truth and illusion. Zhang Yang was completely unable to grasp Liu Caiyi's thoughts, and couldn't help but ponder: Hmm, Mother is indeed amazing, but not to that extent, right? Unless she's a goddess, and I could never be the son of a goddess!

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more confused he became, while Liu Caiyi watched his troubled expression with the amusement of a spectator.

Half an hour later, the renowned Princess Protector of the Nation finally spoke up: "Fourth Prince, do you really not want to become an evil artifact? Those possessed by demonic spirits are all stunning beauties!"

"Beautiful women are wonderful, but you have to be alive to enjoy them! Mother, you're not going to force me to become a lecher too, are you? That's too dangerous!"

Zhang Yang's crying face amused Liu Caiyi greatly. She laughed for a while, behaving very unlike a mother, before saying, "With me as your strategist, you definitely won't become the number one lecher in the world, and you can even find a whole bunch of daughters-in-law for me! How lively would that be!"

"No, no, I won't!" Zhang Yang, appearing much younger than Liu Caiyi, shook his head vigorously, complaining, "Mother, when you were on Medicine God Mountain, didn't you also support me being a good person?" "Hehe...that was for Liu Feixu's ears! Medicine God Mountain is one of the Ten Righteous Mountains, of course Mother had to pretend to be a good person on the mountain." The languid and charming Liu Caiyi leaned closer to Zhang Yang, then suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Little Yang, Mother won't force you. If you want to be a bad person, just tell Mother!"

"Advising your son to be a bad person, what kind of mother are you?"

The carriage sped along the official road, laughter rising and falling inside. Despite being drenched in cold sweat under Liu Caiyi's teasing, Zhang Yang felt at ease and secure for the first time in a long time, without any worries in his heart.

Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty, the land of the Son of Heaven.

The imperial majesty was suddenly shattered by a speeding carriage. A long whip flew out from the carriage, whipping dozens of guards at the gate. Amid screams and billowing dust, the carriage sped away from the east gate of Luoyang.

The eight horses pulling the carriage were all renowned steeds, and in less than an hour they had covered a hundred miles. A beautiful woman, her skin as smooth as jade, sat atop the carriage shaft. The horses were already galloping, but the long whip in her hand continued to lash out relentlessly. "Xiao Yin, stop the carriage! Miss Yuwen's injuries are too severe; I need to stop the bleeding immediately!" Ning Zhiyun's anxious voice came from inside the carriage. Through the fluttering curtains, one could vaguely see Yuwen Yan lying in her arms, her blood staining the carriage floor.

"Second Young Mistress, no! The rebels are still hot on our heels. If the carriage stops, we'll have a hard time escaping!" "If we don't stop the bleeding soon, Xiao Yan will die. Saving her is the priority; we can't worry about anything else!"

The outwardly gentle but inwardly strong Ning Zhiyun, once she made up her mind, her beautiful eyes were incredibly resolute. The perfect slave girl also didn't want to see her best friend die. She gritted her teeth and decisively tightened the reins.

Before the wheels had even come to a complete stop, Ning Zhiyun's silver needles, seemingly ethereal, were already wrestling with death for Yuwen Yan's life.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuwen Yan's voluptuous body shuddered violently, finally regaining a glimmer of life.

The injured woman was finally saved, but the carriage was now surrounded by a large force of soldiers.

Qingyin stood proudly with her sword drawn, paying little attention to the ordinary soldiers, but the dozen or so sinister masters shrouded in black cloaks made her brow furrow, her undisguised gaze revealing hatred and gravity.

"You scoundrels who dare to injure Xiaoyan, have the guts to take off your masks and come to die!"

The aura of the group of men in black remained unchanged, completely unconcerned by Qingyin's provocation.

At this moment, a general rode up on a fast horse, holding a royal token, and said, "The Mang King hereby issues His Majesty's order to execute the fugitives, leaving no survivors!" A

prince from another clan was actually issuing an order on behalf of the emperor, his ambition to usurp the throne was now blatantly obvious.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately drew their swords and nocked their arrows, and thousands of eyes turned towards the group of men in black. The men in black moved, more than ten flying swords piercing the void, locking onto Qingyin and Ning Zhixian inside the carriage.

A flash of light, and the spiritual power of the Great Void Breaking Heaven Realm protected the carriage, but although Qingyin's spiritual power had greatly increased, facing the siege of more than ten Great Void cultivators, the destruction of the carriage and her death were only a matter of time .

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, the sound of horns pierced the air, causing the rebel army to lose its formation.

A cavalry force of more than a thousand men appeared out of thin air, and their heavily welded blades quickly cut a large gap. "Xiaoyin, where is Zhiyun?"

At the top of the thousand-man blade was a heroic female general, whose heavy armor could not conceal her voluptuous curves, and the blood splattered on her long sword did not diminish her beauty, but rather added to her endless charm.

Tie Ruonan on the battlefield was so wild and charming!

"Third Young Mistress, no... Grandma is in the carriage, be careful!" Qingyin's voice suddenly rose considerably. Although she saw the cultivator shoot a flying sword at Tie Ruonan, she was too far away to help, and could only scream in alarm!

Tie Ruonan came from a military family and could ride through thousands of troops, but facing the flying sword of the Great Void cultivator, she and her horse were thrown into the air by the violent force in just one exchange.

The black-clad cultivator, ten feet away, turned his hands in a magic seal, and the black flying sword, like a howling ghost, spun in the air and chased after Tie Ruonan's figure.

"You evil Taoist, don't hurt my sister-in-law!"

With a clear and cold shout, a woman in a pale yellow dress floated in. The gentle sword energy seemed slow, but it easily "caught" the black sword light. With a "bang!", thousands of light spots exploded in mid-air, as dazzling and beautiful as fireworks.

The black-clad man who had released the flying sword trembled, a trickle of blood soaking his black mask. The other black-clad men gasped in unison, all thinking: This isn't the cultivation world, how could such a powerful woman suddenly appear? Have the Ten Righteous Mountains entered the mortal realm?

Qingyin, standing on the carriage shaft, was also full of confusion, while Tie Ruonan, who had escaped unscathed, laughed loudly. As she rode her horse through the air, a hint of murderous intent emanated from her, she said, "Ya Yue, teach those scoundrels a lesson, let them know the Zhang family isn't easy to bully!"

The ground trembled slightly, and the horse's hooves finally returned to the ground. Before Zhang Ya Yue, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family, could respond, Tie Ruonan had already spurred her horse forward again, brandishing her sword and shouting.

Ya Yue gave a bitter smile, then gracefully leaped over Tie Ruonan's steed, stepping through the swirling dust, like a clear spring, drifting towards the group of evil cultivators.

The previously wounded man in black retreated, his two companions instinctively standing in front of him. As they shifted positions, two more men in black rushed out from both sides, attacking the powerful Zhang Ya Yue with lightning speed.

Zhang Ya Yue's pale yellow dress swept the ground, her tall, slender figure shifting in speed, from a clear spring to a torrent, leaping past her opponents by the slightest margin. Her sword flashed, aimed directly at their leader—the wounded man in black.

Zhang Ya Yue's charge not only cleared the obstacle, but her torrent of spiritual energy also shattered their protective magic shield.

"Bastards, turn around!"

The two men in black gasped, their minds still reeling, when a fiery red steed charged up behind them. Amidst the furious curses, Tie Ruonan ruthlessly swung her curved blade.

Where the blade passed, blood flashed, and the heads of two evil cultivators rolled several feet away.

"Hmph, this old lady hasn't had enough yet!"

Although Zhang Ya Yue deserved most of the credit for Tie Ruonan's strike, it still terrified the evil cultivators. Even Qing Yin stood frozen on the carriage shaft, blinking repeatedly as if she didn't recognize Tie Ruonan. She thought: So the Third Young Mistress on horseback is this powerful. Her spiritual power is much stronger than I remember. She's both fierce and beautiful. No wonder the master can't forget her. Hehe...

The gentle Zhang Ya Yue's sword moved like water mist, breaking through the three layers of spiritual energy barriers set up by the opponent.

The faces of the group of evil cultivators changed repeatedly, and the wounded man in black knew he couldn't retreat any longer. With a sudden roar, he led his four subordinates and charged at the powerful opponent who was not in their plans.

"Boom!" A deafening roar erupted. In the instant the flying swords clashed, the leader of the black-clad men actually used his arm to block Zhang Ya Yue's blade, while his sword's edge pierced towards her heart. The force exploded, tearing his sleeve and revealing an iron arm beneath. Facing the combined attack of five Great Void cultivators, Zhang Ya Yue was forced to retreat with her back turned.

A sinister smile appeared on the black-clad man's lips, but his triumph lasted only a second.

Almost simultaneously with the explosion, a phantom-like figure emerged from behind Zhang Ya Yue. To everyone, near and far, it seemed as if Zhang Ya Yue had suddenly split in two, one half flying through the air, the other half charging into the enemy camp.

The sword energy that charged into the enemy camp suddenly surged with brilliance, instantly decapitating three unsuspecting black-clad cultivators.

The brilliance faded, revealing a woman in a pale yellow dress. But unlike Zhang Ya Yue, she radiated vitality, exuding invincible youth, like a burning fireball.

The fiery sword energy swept across again, violently shattering the black-clad man's protective shield and tearing off his black veil, revealing the goatee of True Immortal Huo Lei.

True Immortal Huo Lei was definitely one of the unluckiest people in the cultivation world; since returning to the Wind and Rain Pavilion, he hadn't encountered a single good thing. This time, he thought it was a pleasant opportunity, but unexpectedly, two female fiends appeared out of nowhere. However, even the unlucky had their advantages. Seeing the situation was dire, True Immortal Huo Lei leaped away, narrowly dodging one of the female fiends' swords, while the other slow-witted, unorthodox cultivator screamed as he was cut in two.

"Hey, you old iron-armed bastard, stretch out your neck and let me chop you down!" A vibrant, beautiful figure slashed through the blood mist with her sword, showing particular "care" to the iron-armed Fire Thunder True Man.

In the blink of an eye, six out of ten men in black were dead, and the remaining few were like frightened birds. Before Tie Ruonan could arrive on horseback, they had already fled on their swords.

Tie Ruonan spat in dissatisfaction before raising her voice, "Youyue, capture that one-armed old man alive. He caused trouble at the Zhang residence."

Women not only hold grudges but also have excellent memories. Tie Ruonan's shout almost made the unlucky Fire Thunder True Man cry.

The evil Void cultivator used all his strength to fly through the air on his sword, but Zhang Yayue had already set up a barrier. She slammed her fist down, her spiritual power sealing off the space as if it were a tangible substance.

"Bang!" The utterly unlucky Fire Thunder Immortal crashed back to the ground, knocking out two teeth, smashing his nose, and half his body still lying upside down, only his two legs trembling in terror on the ground.

"Hehe...how fun!" Zhang Youyue grinned, her fiery sword energy pausing for a moment.

Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and before the three Zhang women could react, Fire Thunder Immortal had completely sunk into the earth, instantly disappearing into the ground.

Zhang Ya Yue landed beside Zhang You Yue, stopping her from giving chase, and said in a deep voice, "A formation master rescued this person, little sister, saving him is the priority."

Remembering Ning Zhi Yun on the carriage, Zhang You Yue finally suppressed her impulse. Her leaping body suddenly stopped midway, and she cheered from afar, "Sister Zhi Yun, I'm back, hehe..."

Ning Zhi Yun's jade face showed a warm smile. She hugged the energetic Zhang You Yue like a sister and a mother, teasingly saying, "You Yue, we're still surrounded by the enemy. Let's break through first and then you can act cute!"

"Yes, I'll listen to you!" Zhang You Yue nodded vigorously and cheerfully, then turned around and transformed into a beautiful female demon in the blink of an eye, scaring thousands of soldiers out of their wits.

"Sigh... How boring!"

Inside an ordinary carriage, Zhang Yang sighed incessantly, looking at the monotonous scenery outside. He couldn't help but complain, "Mother, we've been cooped up in this carriage for three days already. Let's fly! I can take you flying, it'll be so much fun!"

"Si Lang, do you know why your mother changes carriages every time we go to a new place?"

"I know."

"If you know, why are you still making a fuss?"

Liu Caiyi was dressed in coarse cloth. If it weren't for her soft and melodious voice, even Zhang Yang wouldn't have been able to believe that the woman in front of him was his mother—the Princess Liu Caiyi, who was sometimes languid and stunningly beautiful, and sometimes majestic and noble. "Mother, you are the Princess Protector of the Nation, and you have four super cultivators clearing the way. What is there to be afraid of?" "Fool!" Liu Caiyi rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang, her deep, beautiful eyes filled with a misty haze. She sighed, "Do you think your mother is invincible? If it weren't for my caution, I would have died countless times already!"

She paused slightly, a strange glint flashing in her eyes. Her ordinary disguise couldn't hide her heartfelt dejection. She said, "The mortal world also has its rules. The elders can fight Shangguan Yun head-on at Medicine God Mountain, but back in the mortal world, they will never act rashly."

"Old customs and bad habits, Mother! But no matter how I look at you, I don't think you're a law-abiding, honest person."

Facing his "ugly" mother, Zhang Yang finally calmed down and reverted to his unrestrained, evil nature. The moment Liu Caiyi rolled her eyes, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he asked in surprise, "Mother, are you saying... there's an extremely powerful force secretly upholding these rules?"

"Fourth Brother, you're finally getting it! Without a special existence, the mortal world would have long been trampled by the cultivation world. Cultivators are also human, and as long as they're human, they'll have dark desires like power and fame."

Zhang Yang greatly agreed with Liu Caiyi's words, and then, filled with curiosity, pressed for details. However, Liu Caiyi only began, not continuing. Her gentle smile seemed to be deliberately whetting Zhang Yang's appetite, or perhaps she was forced by circumstances, the time not yet ripe.

Zhang Yang knew that if Liu Caiyi didn't want to speak, there were few in the world who could force her to. He could only sigh in frustration again, then his eyes lit up, and he jumped out of the carriage.

As the mother and son engaged in their strange conversation, the carriage slowly entered Dongping Town, a bustling town comparable to a prefecture capital. Zhang Yang and his mother were gradually approaching Luoyang, and the desolation they had witnessed along the way vanished as if by magic.

Liu Caiyi nodded slightly, and four elderly men in blue robes led the way to the town's most luxurious inn. Like Zhang Yang, Liu Caiyi was very particular about the finer things in life.

"Fourth Brother, come with me shopping and buy some new clothes."

"Mother, I haven't even worn the ones I bought yesterday, and today… Ouch, don't hit me, I'll go!"

"You brat, don't call me Mother, call me Sister in public!"

"Ugh… Yes, Sister!"

The three-day journey involved three nights of accommodation, and Liu Caiyi had gone shopping three times. From the moment their first "leisure" ended, Zhang Yang regretted it. He regretted being so happy, regretted following Liu Caiyi, and even regretted his past desire to go to the capital!

As Zhang Yang, carrying a large stack of boxes, arrived at the door of a huge clothing and fabric shop, a grimace appeared on his face. His inner regret reached its peak; he already foresaw the two miserable hours to come.

"Welcome, madam, please."

The shopkeeper, with his "eagle eyes," immediately greeted him. The large fabric shop indeed had a different attitude; they welcomed not only female customers but also male customers carrying bags with great enthusiasm.

A young man in the shop stepped forward, proactively taking the large stack of boxes from Zhang Yang's hands, and then said in a humble tone, "Sir, please sit down and have some tea. After your wife chooses the fabric, we will make the clothes as quickly as possible."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be slightly taken aback, feeling both delighted and amazed: Truly impressive! They understood the thoughts of both male and female customers perfectly. Faced with such a merchant, customers would definitely be willing to spend every last penny in their wallets, and… hehe.

A sly smile flickered at the corner of Zhang Yang's lips. Thinking of the young man referring to him and Liu Caiyi as husband and wife, he couldn't help but steal a glance at Liu Caiyi.

At this moment, several ancient "promotional ladies" surrounded Liu Caiyi, offering various suggestions with the most friendly expressions.

Liu Caiyi was known for her extraordinary senses, but she not only didn't mind the man's incorrect address, but also turned around and said coquettishly, "Husband, do I look good in this?"

With a "pfft," Zhang Yang immediately wasted the fragrant tea he had just drunk.

At this moment, Liu Caiyi's extremely ordinary, completely unfeminine features suddenly huddled together, looking incredibly strange. But the shopkeeper, being a professional, although also quite startled, didn't blush or pant, and casually showered her with compliments.

"Hehe... Shopkeeper, this one, this one... and those other ones, I want them all. Ask my husband to pay! Husband, don't feel bad about buying them!" The

"ugly wife" not only called him "husband" repeatedly, but also frequently threw him flirtatious glances, causing Zhang Yang to subconsciously close his eyes and desperately try to recall Liu Caiyi's true appearance.

[Episode 6: Rouge and Fiery Steed] Chapter 3: Merchant Girl

"Are you bored, sir? If you don't mind, I can play chess and chat with you. If you still find it boring, you can move to the backyard. Our shop has singing, dancing and musical performances to help you pass the time."

A gentle breeze caressed Zhang Yang's cheek. He opened his eyes, and perhaps because the contrast with his "ugly mother" was so stark, he was immediately struck by a breathtakingly beautiful young woman who instantly captivated his heart.

The boy with the evil artifact froze, while the suddenly appearing girl in blue maintained her smile, taking a slight step back and speaking softly and calmly, "Sir, please have some tea."

"Thank you. Are you... the owner of this shop?"

Zhang Yang blinked again. Although she was still beautiful, she was somewhat inferior to Ling Meng and Liu Caiyi, on par with Yuwen Yan.

At this moment, Zhang Yang, who had been admiring the beauty, quickly snapped back to reality. Upon closer inspection, he immediately sensed a hint of "business acumen" in her smile.

"You flatter me, sir. I'm just a handyman, not worthy of being called a boss." The girl in blue pursed her lips slightly, her beautiful, clean oval face lowered slightly, and her very special eyes met Zhang Yang's gaze, instantly leaving an indelible impression on his mind.

Through the girl in blue's misty eyes, Zhang Yang could sense both her friendliness and the coldness in her heart. Just one glance was enough to extinguish any romantic thoughts in him, yet he couldn't muster any anger.

What a born businesswoman! The evil artifact youth, being from the modern world, quickly regained his composure, calmly looking at the genius merchant girl, and subtly retorted, "Miss, if you don't admit it, are you afraid I'll haggle, or are you afraid I have improper thoughts about you?"

The girl in blue smiled without speaking, only shaking her head almost imperceptibly, perfectly dispelling any resentment Zhang Yang might feel.

Seeing the beautiful woman with large eyes so gentle and elegant, how could Zhang Yang, a grown man, continue to press her? Zhang Yang immediately retracted his arrogant demeanor as a young master from a wealthy family and smiled, "If you're unwilling to reveal your identity, could you at least tell me your name?" "

My surname is Fu, and my given name is Yanshang. Please

forgive my imperfections, sir!" Every word and gesture of Fu Yanshang was perfectly appropriate, neither the meticulousness of a noblewoman nor the shyness of a demure young lady, flawlessly embodying the charm of a merchant's daughter.

A question arose in Zhang Yang's mind. From a businessman's perspective, he asked with a smile, "Miss Fu, shouldn't you be chatting with my… Madam? She is your true guest."

When he said the word "Madam," Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. Just as he felt a pang of shame, Liu Caiyi glanced at Zhang Yang, a barely perceptible smile flashing across her face.

Fu Yanshang, oblivious to the unusual interaction between Zhang Yang and Liu Caiyi, smiled to herself, "Sir, you jest. How could our shop serve your esteemed lady without your permission?"

Amazing! She even considers a man's pride; she's far more capable than modern merchants! Truly remarkable! Considering this is an ancient world, Zhang Yang was filled with even greater admiration for the shop and for Fu Yanshang.

Judging from Fu Yanshang's performance just now, her shrewdness and intelligence were no less than Liu Caiyi's, completely winning Zhang Yang over. At this moment, Zhang Yang and Fu Yanshang set up a chessboard and began their game. Just as Zhang Yang was engrossed in his game, Liu Caiyi returned, satisfied.

"Husband, when did you start liking chess? How annoying!" Liu Caiyi pinched Zhang Yang's arm hard, displaying the jealousy of an "ugly wife" to the fullest.

Zhang Yang jumped up in pain, and Liu Caiyi then glared provocatively at her young and beautiful opponent, Fu Yanshang.

Fu Yanshang's smile remained unchanged. She first bowed to Liu Caiyi before softly saying, "Madam has excellent taste. The fabrics you chose are the best in our shop. This gentleman kept praising your taste earlier, and I was a little skeptical, but now I dare not doubt it!" The

"ugly wife's" jealousy immediately subsided by half, and a hint of smugness spurted from her nostrils.

The talented young merchant stepped forward, and in a few strides, it was as if an ancient "promotional lady" had possessed her, making her much more lively, but that special beauty also quickly disappeared.

"Madam, you must have requested the curves of this cut, right? It's wonderful! It's a pity our shop is small and we can't afford an expert like you, otherwise our shop would definitely be thriving and prosperous!"

Fu Yanshang's change of demeanor, coupled with her unique flattery, completely dissolved the "ugly wife's" jealousy. She then grinned in a very unfeminine way and began praising Fu Yanshang to Zhang Yang, saying she was a good girl.

Zhang Yang was dizzy from Liu Caiyi's performance and secretly clicked his tongue at the "changeability" of the two women. Compared to Liu Caiyi, who had completely fooled Fu Yanshang, it seemed Liu Caiyi was the more cunning one.

Sigh, women, why bother competing and vying in this area?

Accompanied by the talented young merchant, Liu Caiyi, increasingly immersed in her role, intimately linked arms with her "husband," swaying her hips with an unbearably vulgar gait as she walked out of the shop. Just

as she crossed the threshold, Zhang Yang's arm moved, unintentionally bumping into a soft, full mound, causing a jolt in his mind, followed by intense shame, and his foot slipped instantly.

"Husband, are you still not back to your senses? Hehe..." Liu Caiyi cleverly supported the absent-minded Zhang Yang, and after taking a few steps, a strong mischievous smile flashed in her eyes. She deliberately said loudly, "Husband, I'll let you turn around and take one more look. If you really can't bear to part with it, I'll specially allow you to take a concubine home."

The voice of the "ugly wife" spread far and wide, immediately attracting the attention of countless people in the bustling city. Zhang Yang was so ashamed that his ears turned red. How could he dare to turn around and look again? He immediately grabbed Liu Caiyi and ran away.

After teasing her, Liu Caiyi smiled and praised, "Si Lang, you have good taste. Do you know who this girl is? She's the daughter of the Fu family. Do you know what the Fu family does?"

"Aren't they the local tycoons of Dongping Town?"

"Hehe... The Fu family isn't just the local tycoons of Dongping Town, but the entire Han Dynasty. They've got their hands on almost every industry you can think of, including iron and copper mines."

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and a breath of cold air immediately rushed in. If he hadn't seen so many flying and escaping "immortals" these days, he would have been dizzy.

Iron and copper mines? Those represent weapons and money. They actually have a hand in those things! They're really resourceful!

The cold air instantly turned into hot air and spewed out of Zhang Yang's nostrils. He subconsciously glanced back, and the four characters "Fuyuan Cloth Shop" were imprinted in Zhang Yang's mind.

Before Zhang Yang could even look away, his atypical mother teased him again, "Husband, hearing that the Fu family is so rich and powerful, wouldn't you like to go back and become a live-in son-in-law?" "

Mother, stop teasing me! Am I still your biological son?"

Zhang Yang's face practically contorted with bitterness. He had only meant it as a casual complaint, but Liu Caiyi took it seriously and began to ponder.

After several seconds, Liu Caiyi frowned deeply, looking distressed. "Sigh, I really can't remember! Little Yang, I don't even know if you're my biological son."

"Thump!" Zhang Yang was completely defeated by Liu Caiyi. The boxes hanging all over his body shattered on the ground. For the umpteenth time, he looked up at the heavens, crying out in despair: "Heavens, why do I have such a mother?"

The son was lamenting, while the mother wore an innocent smile. This strange atmosphere persisted all the way to the inn.

As soon as the door to the luxurious room closed, Liu Caiyi's demeanor suddenly changed drastically. Her expression became serious, and what she said startled Zhang Yang.

"Wang Mang rebelled, the palace fell, and the Zhengguo Duke's mansion and the Zhongyong Marquis's mansion were both raided. Only Zhiyun escaped Luoyang under Xiaoyin's protection."

"Ah, Wang Mang?" Zhang Yang's eyes widened suddenly. Caught off guard, a history that didn't exist in this world filled his mind.

Liu Caiyi looked at Zhang Yang strangely and asked in surprise, "Fourth Brother, do you know Wang Mang?"

Before Zhang Yang could recover, the extremely intelligent Liu Caiyi had already guessed the general direction. Her heavenly voice deepened slightly as she pressed, "Is it related to your strange dreams? Fourth Brother, what did you foresee this time?"

Although Liu Caiyi regarded Zhang Yang's past life memories as prophecy, Zhang Yang still couldn't help but gasp, admiring Liu Caiyi's wisdom to the point of prostration.

"Mother, I once had a dream that Wang Mang usurped the Han throne, but it wasn't long before... the descendants of the Han Dynasty took it back." Zhang Yang's historical knowledge was decent, but he didn't know if Liu Xiu existed in this world, so his answer was a little hesitant.

"A few years? Don't even think about it!" The princess's charm instantly turned to icy coldness. Her coldness wasn't from resentment, but from confidence—not blind confidence!

Zhang Yang's heart stirred, and he thought to himself: With his mother, the princess, in this world, how could Wang Mang possibly last a few years! He'd probably only live for a few days, haha.

Zhang Yang was proud of his mother's wisdom, but a shadow suddenly fell over Liu Caiyi's flawless face as she pondered, "Wang Mang's rebellion at this time is so illogical! He doesn't seem like a reckless idiot. Could it be that I haven't seen through him? Hmm, strange!"

Zhang Yang didn't understand the overall situation of the court, so he didn't have any particular thoughts. A thought struck him, and he said worriedly, "Mother, our Zhang family has been raided. Father and brothers are definitely in danger. We must go and save them!" "

Fourth Brother, panicking in the face of the enemy is a major taboo in warfare." Liu Caiyi shook her head slightly, leisurely sat back down at the table, and calmly said, "I have already set up a secret array in the Zhang residence and the palace. Even if the rebels raze the houses to the ground, they won't be able to capture your father, brothers, and your imperial uncle in the short term."

Liu Caiyi's wisdom could not be concealed by pretense. Her invisible influence calmed Zhang Yang's mind, and his brain indeed became much sharper. Suddenly, he asked with great surprise, "Mother, how did you get the news? I didn't see you talking to anyone special!"

"Hehe, Mother can't tell you, it's a secret! Little lamb, learn from this." Liu Caiyi suddenly became "abnormal" again, making Zhang Yang roll his eyes in exasperation. Then she said leisurely, "Since Wang Mang dared to rebel, he must have known my whereabouts. If he's not too stupid, he would definitely have set up a master assassin in Dongping Town to kill me." "What's there to be afraid of? Mother has four elders by her side!"

Being able to remain unharmed under Shangguan Yun's control, the four elders must be famous throughout the world. No wonder Zhang Yang was completely unconcerned about the impending danger.

Liu Caiyi smiled gently, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly, and said innocently, "Oh no! When we went back to the inn, I already sent the four elders home!"

"Home? My goodness, how could you let them go home? This is terrible!"

"Little lamb, didn't you say this when you were little? You told your mother not to be a capitalist or a vampire, and to give the servants holidays. You even came up with a whole bunch of names, like Labor Day, Children's Day, Women's Day, Singles' Day. Mother, stop fooling around, let's leave quickly, it'll be troublesome if the assassins come!"

Zhang Yang lost his composure again, pulling the powerless Liu Caiyi straight towards the door. The moment his large hand touched the door panel, his face suddenly turned pale with shock!

Dongping Town, an ancient town comparable to a prefecture city, had most of its industries owned by the Fu family, and the Fu family mansion was more than a hundred times larger than the town government office.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Fu Yanshang strode into the hall, the shrewdness in her eyes replaced by anxiety. "Father, we made a terrible mistake. The Princess Protector is no ordinary person!" "Is she really that strong? Even you can't see through her?" Fu Yuanhua, the head of the Fu family, stood with his hands behind his back. His tall figure was very different from the fat, big-eared merchant people usually imagined.

Fu Yanshang gave a bitter smile and sighed, "I've been in close contact with the target. Not only can I not see through her, but I can't even see through Zhang Silang, who's rumored to be a good-for-nothing. Their auras are even more unfathomable than the sect leader's!"

"Impossible! Yanshang, are you mistaken? How could a worldly princess plus a good-for-nothing be more powerful than the sect leader?" Fu Yuanhua suddenly turned around, his face full of shock and doubt.

"Father, when have my naturally discerning eyes ever misjudged anything?"

Fu Yanshang calmly met Fu Yuanhua's scrutinizing gaze and said in a deep voice, "Father, perhaps the Grand Master is hiding something from us. After all, we are not cultivators, but merely worldly pawns of the Wind and Rain Pavilion!" "Don't use the word 'pawn'! Without the Wind and Rain Pavilion, the Fu family wouldn't be where it is today!" Fu Yuanhua interrupted Fu Yanshang loudly, then lowered his voice and said, "Shang'er, I know you have ambition, but the Wind and Rain Pavilion is not something the Fu family can resist. The Grand Master could crush the Fu family with a flick of his finger." "Father

, there are always people more capable than you, and heavens beyond heavens! I have a feeling that offending the Princess Protector of the Nation would be more terrible than offending the Wind and Rain Pavilion! Think about it again, the more you scheme and act cautiously, the more it proves the Grand Master's nervousness. There must be something else going on!"

The number one merchant of the Great Han Dynasty finally turned pale and was persuaded by Fu Yanshang.

Seeing this, Fu Yanshang's expression brightened slightly, and she raised her voice, saying, "I suspect that those powerful strange people are actually cultivators sent by the Grand Sect Master. They're with our Fu family so that if the assassination fails, we can pin all the blame on them."

The talented young merchant displayed her eloquence to the fullest. Before Fu Yuanhua could recover from his shock, her solemn voice struck him like a hammer blow to his heart: "Father, you absolutely cannot send your family guards to assist, otherwise, the Fu family will surely be wiped out!"

Fu Yuanhua's tall body trembled instantly, and he aged ten years in a flash, saying, "Shang'er, it's too late. I've already sent my family guards out!"

With a "boom!", the door and windows of the inn room shattered simultaneously, and five sharp sword lights followed closely behind the shattered fragments, tearing through the void with a murderous aura.

The next instant, fragments of wooden planks embedded themselves viciously in the wall, while the five masked assassins froze in shock, finding the room completely empty.

After their initial surprise, the five masked assassins unleashed a burst of sword light, shredding everything in the room that could conceal a person to pieces, yet without a trace of blood.

The tallest masked assassin roared, "Number Two, go and inform the sect leader immediately! The rest of you, follow me and chase after them! They can't have gone far!"

A few seconds after the five masked assassins left, a cheerful, youthful voice echoed from the ceiling.

"These idiots, they can't even see anyone this close! Hehe... Mother, your magic weapon is truly amazing, even a Great Void cultivator can't sense its aura. Can I borrow it to play with?"

"Little lamb, Mother isn't dead yet, and you're already thinking about inheriting the estate! Hehe!"

Amidst a melodious, teasing laugh, a magical cloud of smoke, lighter than water and thinner than mist, appeared on the rooftop. The cloud slowly drifted down to the ground, and Liu Caiyi emerged leisurely from the mist, while Zhang Yang stroked the wisp of light gauze, reluctant to let go.

Liu Caiyi flicked her finger, and the gauze, as if alive, retracted to her waist, transforming into a small silk handkerchief. "Fourth Brother, this can fool ordinary people, but it can't fool a Great Void expert. Before their sect leader arrives, let's leave quickly!"

Zhang Yang nodded upon hearing this and then headed towards the backyard of the inn.

The enemy were powerful, evil cultivators, so they naturally dared not fly on swords. They could only leave stealthily using the most common and skillful method among mortals. With a creak, the side gate opened. Zhang Yang cautiously peeked through the crack, then quickly withdrew.

"Mother, there are so many spies outside! Can you use that magic item to take us out?"

"The gauze robe is too small, only enough for me. Sigh, I should have known better than to bring you along, you burden!" Only Liu Caiyi would be so harsh on her son. Her gaze swept across the room, a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and she muttered to herself, "In this Dongping Town, only the Fu family can send out so many spies. It seems the Fu family has been in business for too long, their minds blinded by gold and silver. Humph!"

Zhang Yang knew that Liu Caiyi's cold snort meant the Fu family's good days were over. He couldn't help but think of Fu Yanshang—that beautiful and charming merchant girl.

"Fourth Brother, beauty can blind the heart. Don't be foolish like the Fu family, who trusted the most beautiful women the least."

Liu Caiyi seemed to have a surveillance camera installed in Zhang Yang's mind. The moment Zhang Yang's eyes changed, her "lecture" seeped into his heart, making him completely forget that she was also a beautiful woman, much more beautiful than Fu Yanshang!

Zhang Yang realized Liu Caiyi's slip of the tongue, but he wasn't foolish enough to invite trouble. After an awkward smile, he said in a deep voice, "Mother, these people don't know any magic. I can quickly knock them unconscious and prevent them from spreading the news."

"Fourth Brother, remember, unless you have superhuman strength, you can never truly solve the problem. Watch your mother teach you a lesson." As she spoke, Liu Caiyi gently rubbed her face with both hands, instantly transforming into a middle-aged woman with a grime on her face. After her jade-like hands brushed across Zhang Yang's face, the handsome young man immediately became an ordinary waiter.

"Son, let's go. What are you standing there for?" Liu Caiyi put her hands on her hips, and a worldly air immediately filled her.

Zhang Yang only seemed a little clumsy under Liu Caiyi's radiance. After a moment's thought, he immediately realized that he was now a waiter in this shop, while Liu Caiyi was a kitchen maid.

Understanding this, Zhang Yang immediately bent down and imitated the actions of a waiter, pushing open the door to leave. Liu Caiyi perfectly captured the movements and expressions of a cook, now carrying a vegetable basket. As soon as

the side door opened, several pairs of wary eyes quickly swept over them, then swiftly disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Yang and his mother thus walked out of the encirclement. Just as Zhang Yang was about to say a few words of flattery to Liu Caiyi, she suddenly pulled him into a small alley.

A dozen seconds later, Zhang Yang and his mother, dressed differently than before, became a well-dressed middle-aged couple, swaggering down the street.

Soon, a group of burly men dressed in tight-fitting clothes caught up with Zhang Yang and his companion. The leader clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "Sir Zhang, Madam Zhang, have you seen the inn's cook and waiter pass by?"

Liu Caiyi, disguised as a fat woman, raised her chin and replied disdainfully, "Who has time to pay attention to those poor wretches? Never seen them. Go ask other poor wretches, hmph!"

The arrogant and shallow wealthy couple walked away with their heads held high, brushing past several groups of burly men.

About ten minutes later, two hunched-over old men walked out of the town gate and slowly disappeared from the tense sight of the Fu family's retainers.

"Mother, how did you manage to get all this stuff? Those guys didn't even suspect a thing! Hehe..." "You think Mother really likes buying things that much? Silly boy, it's the best way to understand the local people." Liu Caiyi seemed genuinely interested in grooming Zhang Yang, and said with rare patience, "Mother not only bought their goods, but also memorized their habits, ways of speaking, and family situations. When needed, it's perfect for concealing everything!"

Liu Caiyi spoke casually, but Zhang Yang only thought about it seriously for a few seconds before feeling dizzy.

The evil artifact boy sighed deeply, secretly concluding—Mother's brain is definitely a supercomputer!

[Episode 6: Rouge Steed] Chapter 4: Exquisite Enchantress

In the Fu family mansion, Fu Yuanhua's voice revealed intense panic. "What! You can't find them? Over a hundred of you can't even find two outsiders? Damn it, search them! Turn Dongping Town upside down! Find them!"

"Father, it's no use. They must have already left. I've said it before, the Princess Protector is someone we can't afford to offend!"

"Shang'er, what should we do? Perhaps... we should immediately change our stance and lend Princess Huguo's a hand?" "Father, since we've already done it, let's not regret it. Adding flowers to brocade won't earn her forgiveness."

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Fu Yanshang's eyes. She straightened her tall figure, displaying the decisiveness of a genius businesswoman when faced with a choice. She gritted her teeth and said, "The only plan now is to predict their escape route and notify the Grand Master to hunt them down in time!"

Before Fu Yuanhua could speak, an appreciative laugh suddenly rang out: "Fu Yuanhua, you've given birth to a good daughter. She saved your life today. Haha..."

A flash of light appeared and then disappeared, and a thin and withered figure appeared out of thin air. He stood in front of the tall Fu Yuanhua, but his aura was like an elephant looking down on an ant.

"Greetings, Grand Master! Please forgive me, Grand Master!" Fu Yuanhua was immediately terrified and knelt down in extreme fear.

Cao Meng, the master of Fengyu Tower, glanced coldly at Fu Yuanhua, his gaze chilling as he said, "Since you've already guessed, then I won't hide it. The real target of this assassination is Zhang Yang. This boy is indeed no ordinary person, and the Six Paths of the Evil Sect will surely kill him!" He paused, then looked at Fu Yanshang, saying regretfully, "You little girl have extraordinary talent, but unfortunately, you missed your prime for cultivation. Alas! You don't need to predict the route anymore. The people from Tianlang Valley have already set off. With the profoundness of Tianlang's strange arts, Zhang Yang will have no chance of escaping!"

Tianlang Valley, originally a major evil sect that was hostile to Fengyu Tower, had replaced the Seven Star Palace in the "Assassination Alliance" of the three evil sects due to the death of Henglang and the sudden change in the situation.

Cao Meng wasn't exaggerating; the "wolf's" sense of smell was indeed amazing. In less than half an hour, the figures of Zhang Yang and his mother were shrouded in killing intent.

While soaring through the air on his sword, Zhang Yang asked expectantly, "Mother, think of a good plan! They're about to catch up!"

Liu Caiyi, perched on the hilt of her flying sword, leisurely admired the drifting clouds and mist, and said irresponsibly, "Fourth Brother, you're a man! How can you shift the responsibility onto a woman like your mother?"

"You…"

A wave of resentment reached Zhang Yang's lips, but he forced it back down. Although Liu Caiyi was only joking, it touched a nerve in Zhang Yang's heart.

Yes, since reuniting with his mother, he had become increasingly dependent on her, like a child dependent on their parents. But he was no longer a child; he was—an evil artifact! The realization came in an instant, and Zhang Yang's "cunning nerves," dormant for several days, finally awakened.

Hmm, in the sky, competing in speed with an enemy at the Great Void Realm was definitely using one's weakness to attack the enemy's strength. But in a crowd, well… that would be a completely different story!

A smug smile played on Zhang Yang's lips. He then slid his feet down, and his flying sword shot straight towards a town on the ground.

Moments later, Zhang Yang and his mother disappeared into the crowd. Zhang Yang then tossed out a handful of silver notes, causing the entire street to go wild.

Zhang Yang's decisive action earned him a slight nod from Liu Caiyi. As she followed behind Zhang Yang, she subtly flicked her sleeves, scattering some special pollen.

"Achoo!" A few minutes later, a disciple from Tianlang Mountain who had chased after them into the crowd suddenly sneezed loudly and then spun around in place.

"Hidden Wolf, tell us quickly, which way should we chase them?"

"Don't rush me, I'm poisoned. Give me the time it takes to brew a cup of tea to expel the poison; they won't escape!" Hidden Wolf snorted angrily, plunging his wolf-headed pestle deep into the stone slab. Then, he sat cross-legged in the street, gritting his teeth and channeling his inner energy.

The time it takes to brew a cup of tea quickly passed. Hidden Wolf let out a low growl, but instead of expelling the poison, he bled from all seven orifices, collapsing to the ground severely injured. This left the group of evil cultivators completely bewildered.

At this moment, a girl with darting eyes emerged from the crowd and laughed, "Are you chasing Zhang Yang? I know where he ran off to."

The disciples from the three sects were all filled with suspicion and uncertainty, but the beautiful girl pouted and leaped away first, saying, "Hmph, follow me or not, it's up to you, a bunch of idiots!"

"Hey, I think I've seen this girl before, she's from the Dust-Absorbing Valley... Little Linglong, should we believe her?"

A disciple from the Pitying Flower Palace with sharp eyes finally recognized Little Linglong's identity, but the Dust-Absorbing Valley had always been at odds with the Wind and Rain Pavilion, making the group of evil sects hesitate.

Outside the town, inside the carriage, Zhang Yang proudly lowered the curtain and laughed, "Mother, we've shaken them off! Wasn't that a good move?"

Liu Caiyi gracefully waved her sleeve and replied, "Indeed, it was good. No normal person would expect us, in our haste to escape, to be riding in such a slow carriage. But it's a pity, it would have been even better if you hadn't chartered this carriage and had ridden with the others!"

Zhang Yang had chartered the carriage to avoid delays along the way, but unexpectedly, it backfired, earning him a glare from Liu Caiyi. He thought for a moment and immediately understood. He lifted the carriage curtain and said to the driver, "I'll double the price. Find a crowded place and rest for half an hour."

"Hehe... Fourth Young Master, you can't escape!"

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, Xiao Linglong's laughter drifted from the woods, but she didn't appear. Instead, a group of masked, burly men rushed out, shouting in unison, "The King of Mang's men are capturing the traitor Liu Caiyi. Anyone not involved, leave immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the driver rolled off the carriage like a ball and miraculously escaped from the assassins' blades, clutching his head.

The evil cultivators clumsily imitated the rebels of the secular world. After a series of self-deceptive actions, they approached the carriage step by step, their eyes filled with murderous intent, yet also with an instinctive tension.

Because of the battle at Medicine God Mountain, Zhang Yang was no longer an unknown young master of the Yin Sect in the Six Paths of Evil and even in the entire cultivation world, but a well-known "freak."

"Kill!" The masked assassin leading the group was over two meters tall. He was the first to leap into the air and slash down with his sword.

Inside the carriage, Zhang Yang held a bronze ancient sword and asked quickly but calmly, "Mother, if I 'transform' again, can you still wake me up?"

"Fourth Brother, no matter how many times you fall into demonic possession, Mother can wake you up. However, you can withstand the torment, but the Xuanling Cauldron cannot. It has already suffered great damage. If it is tormented any further, you and it will be finished at any time!"

Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable with the word "finished," and Huan Yan was rubbing salt into his wounds.

The innocent little girl added earnestly with the air of a professional, "Brother, the spirit of the Xuanling Cauldron is severely damaged, which is equivalent to your primordial spirit being restricted as well. Do you want Huanyan to help you heal?"

"No need! Good sister, I'm counting on you to save my life now, I can't waste my spiritual power."

The masked assassin approached step by step, but Liu Caiyi blinked her beautiful eyes, looking like a weakling. So Zhang Yang had no choice but to muster his courage, hold his spiritual magic weapon, and puff out his chest to charge forward.

In a second, just one second, the heroic Zhang Yang flew back, and with a "boom!" he smashed the carriage to pieces.

"Mother!" Zhang Yang cried out in alarm, and then rushed towards the wreckage of the carriage without thinking. But when he looked up, he saw that Liu Caiyi was not only unharmed, but had also used her magic weapon, the gauze robe, to walk out of the encirclement. She was standing outside the crowd waving at him, with a look of amusement on her face.

"Ugh..." For some reason, Zhang Yang felt that he had been bullied by his mother again.

On the verge of tears, Zhang Yang steeled his resolve, suddenly pointing in Liu Caiyi's direction and shouting, "Mother, run! Be careful not to get caught by the enemy!"

His mother had teased him, and he immediately retaliated. A group of assassins coordinated their attack perfectly, half rushing towards Zhang Yang and the other half towards Liu Caiyi.

"Fourth Brother, you really are a 'filial' child! Hehe..."

Liu Caiyi, with incredibly fast but completely composed movements, donned her veil again and vanished beneath the blades of several evil cultivators.

Two of the evil cultivators, refusing to believe it, flung out over a dozen talismans. Instantly, the Great Void True Fire swept across a ten-zhang space like lightning, leaving no stone unturned. Even flying insects and fine sand could not escape its calamity, yet Liu Caiyi's figure was nowhere to be seen, as if she had never existed.

Compared to Liu Caiyi's relaxed and leisurely escape, Zhang Yang's flight was incredibly frantic and miserable, because his pursuers were none other than a master of the Great Void Realm.

Although Huanyan was an ancient magic sword, its wielder was too weak, and Huanyan itself had already suffered heavy losses at Medicine God Mountain. After three consecutive clashes, the ancient sword spirit let out a human scream and rapidly retreated into Zhang Yang's primordial spirit space, greatly reducing the bronze sword's power.

In another exchange, Zhang Yang was instantly left with several wounds, blood and dirt turning him into a hideous monster.

Zhang Yang retreated steadily, narrowly dodging deadly blades, while the towering giant failed to kill this "freak" Zhang Yang several times. Under the pressure of inexplicable fear, he finally lost patience.

"Awooo!" With a wolf's howl, the evil cultivator threw away his disguised machete, raised his hand, and his natal magic weapon appeared out of thin air in his giant palm—a wolf-headed mace, a full ten feet long. With a single sweep, several towering ancient trees ten feet away were uprooted.

"Damn it, so they're from Tianlang Mountain!"

Zhang Yang instantly turned into a withered leaf in the gale. As the shadow of death howled in, he recognized the other party's origin, gritted his teeth, and added another evil sect to his blacklist. In

that instant of life and death, a patch of green suddenly appeared in the desolate mountains. From within the green, a magical vine snaked its way through the gale and rescued Zhang Yang!

Zhang Yang only felt a flash of illusion before his eyes, and he was already in a soft embrace. Then, a delicate, bamboo-like fragrance wafted into his nose.

A familiar feeling stirred Zhang Yang's memories. Although he hadn't yet clearly seen his savior's face, he asked with great joy, "Jingyue, is that you?"

"Hehe...Fourth Brother, there's me too! If you dare forget Ningyue, see how I teach you a lesson!"

A gust of wind violently swept past Zhang Jingyue and Zhang Yang, seemingly to illustrate the severity of the consequences to "Fourth Brother." Where the wind passed, the two Tianlang Mountain cultivators were blown a hundred feet away like rotten wood.

The sound of their bones breaking was horrific and tragic, but to Zhang Yang, it was like heavenly music.

Zhang Yang leaped into the air and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ningyue, Jingyue, beat them! Beat them hard! Beat these bastards to death! They dare to offend even me! Don't they know how powerful my two sisters are? They're asking for death!"

At this moment, Zhang Yang was nothing short of a spoiled brat, the kind who relied on women to intimidate others.

With a "bang!", Liu Caiyi appeared behind Zhang Yang without his noticing, playfully tapping him on the head and laughing, "You filial son who betrayed his mother, hurry up and leave! If you attract the evil sect's main force, your mother won't save you!"

The unexpected appearance of the two Zhang family young ladies, who easily rescued the evil artifact with supernatural power, sent news back to Dongping Town. Fu Yuanhua's face turned ashen, and the rest of the Fu family were terrified.

No one had expected the Zhang family to have such a hidden strength, their power behind the scenes so formidable.

Standing behind Fu Yuanhua, Fu Yanshang spoke with the only calm voice present: "Father, things haven't reached the point of despair. As long as the emperor is still in Wang Mang's hands, the troops in various regions won't dare to act rashly. I must immediately go to Luoyang and use my wisdom to contribute."

"Daughter, Wang Mang is lustful and cruel. You cannot go to Luoyang!"

A shrewd merchant would naturally pay attention to the overall situation. How could Fu Yuanhua not know Wang Mang's temperament? Even merchants have paternal love. In his haste, he even mentioned Wang Mang's name.

"Father, my mind is made up. If Wang Mang is defeated, the Fu family will surely perish. Please let me go to the capital!" Having such a daughter is both a blessing and a curse for a father! Fu Yuanhua knew he couldn't change Fu Yanshang's decision. He could only helplessly slump into the armchair, feeling deeply ashamed of his own incompetence.

The expressions of the three evil sects were not much better than those of the Fu family. They didn't mind a small defeat, but they felt a strong, instinctive sense of powerlessness towards Zhang Yang. Fatalism kept swirling in the minds of the two evil sect leaders. Could it be that Zhang Xiao'er is truly a celestial being descended to earth, forever blessed with good fortune?

Could it be that the three evil sects are really going to become stepping stones for his ascension? Otherwise, why would the righteous One Yuan Elder and the evil Six Dao Elder value him so much?

The face of the Pitying Flower Prince, covered in powder, twitched, and he forced a bitter smile, saying, "Brother Cao, it seems that our plan to use worldly forces to deal with Zhang Xiao'er is not going to work. If we drag this out any longer, I'm afraid we'll attract a joint attack from both the righteous and evil paths. It would be best if we left as soon as possible!"

"This..." The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master was very unwilling, but the thought that the Zhang family was actually closely related to the most mysterious sect in the cultivation world caused his confidence in devising the plan to plummet.

"Brother Lianhua, Brother Cao, what's the big deal about a small setback? Kill that brat Zhang ten times, and we only need to succeed once to complete the mission!" A burly man as tall as an iron tower appeared, carrying a giant wolf-headed mace, and the earth trembled when his feet landed.

"Brother Giant Wolf, the situation has changed. Could you please ask the Heavenly Wolf Sect Master to come out of seclusion?" The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master treated the elders of Heavenly Wolf Mountain as if they were sect masters, his words and expressions very polite.

"Haha... Brother Cao, don't worry, not only my senior brother is coming out of seclusion, but even our master can't sit still. As long as our master makes a move, even if Shangguan Yun comes, we won't be afraid of him!"

The Heavenly Wolf Venerable, who has been in seclusion for a long time, is also coming out of seclusion?

Giant Wolf's laughter was tinged with arrogance, while the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master and Young Master Lianhua were somewhat envious, especially Young Master Lianhua, whose "womanly" nature made him even more jealous.

Henglang's death changed many things; strictly speaking, it was the sudden emergence of the "evil artifact" that brought forth one long-dormant old monster after another.

Lianhua Gongzi's eyes twitched, and he suddenly spotted a girl he had met once before among the disciples of Tianlang Mountain. His pent-up resentment immediately found an outlet.

"Hmph, you little wretch from Dust-Absorbing Valley dare to play tricks on me! You have quite the nerve! I'll send you to your death!"

"Wait!" Before Young Master Lianhua could strike, Giant Wolf shouted first, somewhat displeased, "Brother Lianhua, she did Tianlang Mountain a small favor. Before you kill her, you should ask first, lest others say I, Giant Wolf, repay kindness with enmity."

Before Young Master Lianhua could speak, Little Linglong had already leaped in front of Lord Fengyu Tower, then bowed and said sweetly and obediently, "Little Linglong greets Sect Master Cao. I was expelled from Dust-Absorbing Valley because of Miaoji's actions. Meeting you, Sect Master, is my good fortune. Please accept me."

"You want to join my Fengyu Tower?" Cao Meng asked with some surprise, then sneered, "Miaoji is too stupid, sending a little girl as a spy. Get lost, I'm too lazy to kill an insignificant nobody like you." "Sect Master Cao, do you not trust me?"

"No matter how eloquently you speak, I won't believe you!"

Cao Meng swept his sleeve, the power of the Void already revealing a hint of killing intent. Unexpectedly, Xiao Linglong took three steps back, completely unharmed.

"Sect Leader Cao, if I said that Miao Ji is dead, and her sect leader's token is in my hands, and I'm willing to offer it to Sect Leader Cao, would Sect Leader Cao believe me?"

Before Xiao Linglong finished speaking, the sect leader's token of the Dust-Absorbing Valley came into everyone's view, causing everyone to gasp.

With this token, they could rightfully occupy the Dust-Absorbing Valley, and no one could complain, nor would anyone have an excuse to come and take a share. Therefore, Xiao Linglong's actions were undoubtedly offering up the entire Dust-Absorbing Valley!

The Lord of the Wind and Rain Pavilion burst into laughter, his eyes shining. He said, "Little Linglong, you are indeed intelligent and lovable. I will take you as my last disciple. From now on, you will cultivate diligently by my side!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Little Linglong knelt down with a thud, overjoyed. For Cao Meng, who possessed great power, the sect leader's token of the Dust-Absorbing Valley was a treasure, but for her, it was not only useless but also irrefutable evidence of her killing her master. Of course, the sooner she gave it away, the better. The Lord of the

Wind and Rain Pavilion put the sect leader's token of the Dust-Absorbing Valley into his robes. He glanced over and immediately saw the displeased expressions on the faces of Young Master Lianhua and the Giant Wolf. He then shrewdly said, "Brother Lianhua, Brother Giant Wolf, our three sects are one. Of course, everyone should have a share of the treasures of the Dust-Absorbing Valley."

Hearing that there was something to gain, the other two evil sect experts were finally in high spirits. The three of them then huddled together to discuss their next course of action.

Although a powerful ally like Venerable Tianlong was about to emerge, the fact that the Zhang family had a direct connection to the most mysterious sect in the cultivation world made Master Fengyu hesitate.

Little Linglong seemed to see through Master Fengyu's thoughts and promptly used her persuasive tongue to enticingly urge him: "Master, I witnessed it firsthand at Medicine God Mountain. Zhang Yang's weapon spirit has been severely injured by Shangguan Yun. He is no longer immortal. If you want to kill him, now is a golden opportunity."

Little Linglong's words immediately caused a cacophony of howls from the Tianlang Mountain side, creating a deafening roar!

In contrast, the Fengyu Tower forces appeared dejected and dispirited. Although Master Fengyu wasn't as optimistic as the giant wolf, as the sect leader, he knew he couldn't afford to lose face at this time, especially in front of Tianlang Mountain, who intended to seize his position as leader of the Three Sects Alliance. He couldn't show the slightest weakness.

"Good, good disciple, well said! If not now, when?"

The Lord of Fengyu Tower nodded to Young Master Lianhua, then raised his arm, his thin body suddenly swelling up, and shouted, "Men, since we're going to kill, let's have a great slaughter! Pass down the order: the disciples of the three sects must no longer hide, and the twelve peak masters of Fengyu Tower must immediately go to Luoyang to kill Zhang Xiao'er!" In

the secluded Dao Mountain, in the Fengyu Grand Hall,

the third peak master of Fengyu Tower, Gou Ming, held a book of array formations in his left hand, while his right hand continuously gestured various incantations. "Brother, are you really going to obey the order and come out of the mountain?"

A gray dress appeared gracefully. Gray was rarely worn by women, but on this woman, it did not appear dark and gloomy at all; instead, it made her look particularly mysterious and lively.

"Sister, the sect leader has ordered me to go." As Gou Ming spoke, he gently slapped the ground with his palm, and a formation immediately rushed towards the gray-clad girl.

The gray-clad girl's slender body stopped, and her left hand, gloved with black silk, waved in the wind, and shimmering light seemed to dance on her fingertips, reflecting a charming face.

As the light flashed, the magic array silently shattered, causing Gou Ming to sigh, "Sister, it seems that no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to you, a once-in-a-millennium genius of array formations. Alas!"

"Brother, you are too persistent, which has lowered your perception of the array spirits." The gray-clad beauty smiled sweetly, then changed the subject, "The sect leader's decision is wrong. This trip will inevitably be interfered with by various sects. Brother, can you not go?"

"No, the sect leader has been kind to my brother and me, and even bestowed upon me an ancient book. So, knowing that he is in danger, how can I not go?"

The gray-clad girl sighed helplessly, and as she left, she instructed, "Brother, you must be careful and take care of yourself. Don't be too blindly loyal."

[Episode 6: Rouge Steed] Chapter 5: Zhang Family in April

A hundred miles away from Dongping Town, Zhang Yang shakily landed his flying sword, then sat down heavily on the ground, panting like an ox.

"Fourth Brother, you've only flown twenty miles! You're so bad! I wanted to have a match with you!" Zhang Ningyue floated down to Zhang Yang's side like a breeze, her exquisitely sculpted face beaming with joy. She circled around Zhang Yang, commenting on his appearance as she did so.

"Hmm, Fourth Brother, you haven't changed much. So why are there rumors that you fought a fierce battle with Phoenix Scholar at Medicine God Mountain, and it was a draw?"

Zhang Yang, not wanting to waste his breath, cleverly changed the subject, asking instead, "Ningyue, how did you manage to appear in time? What's the situation in the capital?"

"Third Aunt sent a message, telling Jingyue and me to meet you there. I know nothing about what's happening in the capital. You can ask that brat after you meet Youyue!"

"Ningyue, you're talking bad about your Second Sister again! Did you lose your fight again?" Liu Caiyi, supported by Zhang Jingyue, landed gracefully on the ground.

"Third Aunt, it was because Youyue cheated that she lost by half a move. If you don't believe me, ask Jingyue. Jingyue, right?"

Zhang Ningyue's face flushed red, like a drifting wind. Zhang Jingyue looked exactly like her. At this moment, she smiled without saying a word, standing gracefully like a beautiful tree in the forest or a deep pool in the mountain stream.

Zhang Yang admired the beauty of his two twin sisters while chuckling, "Ningyue, it seems like you say this every time you come home. Haven't you ever beaten Youyue even once in all these years? Hehe..." "Hmph, Zhang Silang, from childhood to adulthood, I've always beaten you. Today, I'll show you who's really better!"

"Mother, help!"

Zhang Yang laughed and ran behind Liu Caiyi. Zhang Ningyue naturally chased after him. Just as the siblings' affection was about to add a lively atmosphere to the mountains, Liu Caiyi, oblivious to their feelings, interrupted their playful banter with a deep voice.

"Ningyue, Silang, set off immediately for Bailiting to meet up with the Tie family army and discuss the plan to quell the rebellion."

Bailiting, once a post station on the official road, has now become a temporary military camp for an army of 100,000 within a ten-mile radius of it.

"Master!" Qingyin cheered and rushed out of the gate, tears streaming down her face, making countless soldiers extremely curious. What kind of person could make this ethereal fairy so excited?

Zhang Yang opened his arms and excitedly greeted Qingyin.

With a "bang!", Qingyin actually tackled Zhang Yang to the ground and then rolled wildly on the grass. This special master and servant had only been separated for a short time, but each had experienced life-and-death ordeals. This reunion was filled with an overwhelming affection that was far more than just a brief separation.

Zhang Yang tightly embraced Qingyin's crystal-clear and cool body, wishing he could pull her into his body, while Qingyin also desperately tried to burrow into Zhang Yang's arms, her long, beautiful legs actively seeking Zhang Yang's desires.

The passion on the grass intensified, causing the Zhang twin sisters to blush deeply, their beautiful eyes widening with a mixture of shyness and curiosity. Even a beauty like Liu Caiyi couldn't help but blush.

"Husband, Master!"

The already powerful sound of Qingyin's voice was further amplified by Yuwen Yan's passionate cry, adding a final touch to everyone's hearts, like the finishing touch on a painting, deeply etching Zhang Yang's lecherous image into the minds of the young girls.

As the sweet voice echoed in the air, several stunningly beautiful figures appeared one after another at the gate.

Yuwen Yan, still recovering from her serious injuries, her face alternating between pale and flushed, was already panting heavily when she reached Zhang Yang.

"Xiao Yan, I already know. Thank you for taking the sword for your sister-in-law. Your husband will always remember this!" Zhang Yang hugged Yuwen Yan tightly and said softly, "But don't do such foolish things again. I don't want to see any of you, your sister-in-law, or Xiao Yin get hurt." "

Yes, Master, Xiao Yan will listen to you, sob..."

Yuwen Yan's heart was filled with affection. Although she was the sect leader of Yuanyang Lake, Yuwen Yan cried like a little girl in the mortal world, her expression incredibly happy, shy and charming.

"Fourth Brother..." Ning Zhiyun ran to Zhang Yang, calling out affectionately, but then remembered her identity, her heart aching and her beautiful eyes reddening. She quickly changed her words, asking, "Fourth Brother, how is Zhixian?"

Zhang Yang also deeply resented reality, but could only suppress his surging emotions. His eyes flashed with a meaningful light as he said, "Sister-in-law, Medicine God Mountain is safe now, and Zhixian is also safe. She misses you terribly, and dreams of you almost every night."

"Yes, me too, I dream of you every night..."

The uncle and sister-in-law's gazes met in the air, their infatuation growing stronger. The four young girls showed no unusual reaction, but Liu Caiyi's eyebrows twitched sharply.

"Zhiyun, where is Ruonan?"

Liu Caiyi's voice rang out, startling the uncle and sister-in-law who were gradually drawing closer together. They quickly stepped apart. Ning Zhiyun dared not meet Liu Caiyi's gaze. With her eyes lowered, she replied in a shaky voice, "Reporting to Third Aunt, Ruonan is training the troops. I have already sent someone to inform her!"

Before Ning Zhiyun could finish speaking, a fine horse had already rushed out of the gate. The rider exuded wildness and heroic spirit, and shouted from afar, "Third Aunt, Ruonan is here!"

Tie Ruonan was wearing armor and a curved sword at her waist. It was the first time Zhang Yang had seen her dressed like this, and he couldn't help but drop his jaw and bulge his eyes, instantly dumbfounded!

With a swift movement, Liu Caiyi's tall figure blocked Zhang Yang's view. Then she waved her hand and said, "Ruonan, you don't need to dismount. Go back and invite your father to the central command tent to discuss how to fight back to the capital!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Tie Ruonan lightly lifted the reins, and the horse's front hooves lifted off the ground, its hind hooves lightly alternating, switching positions in a second, like a modern sports car drifting by.

Zhang Yang's eyes bulged again, and he suddenly had a strong urge to rush forward and hug Rouge's "fierce horse" tightly.

Just as Zhang Yang's gaze revealed ill intent, Tie Ruonan on horseback trembled slightly, her eyes finally glancing at Zhang Yang out of the corner of her eye. However, her gaze only swept over Zhang Yang once before she spurred her horse away, without uttering a single word to him.

"What's wrong with Third Sister-in-law? When did I offend her?" Zhang Yang shrugged dejectedly, then forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, hugged the two beautiful female slaves, and slipped towards the resting tent.

"Fourth Brother, you also come to the main tent for discussion, while Xiaoyin goes to help Xiaoyan recuperate and heal her injuries." As

soon as Liu Caiyi gave the order, the two originally loyal female slaves immediately "rebelled." Although Zhang Yang didn't want to let go, they struggled free and left his side.

Alas, what a dog-eat-dog world! With a mix of sighs, dissatisfaction, and grievance, Zhang Yang entered the central command tent. He first bowed to General Tie, Tie Ruonan's father, then stood in a corner, looking listless and depressed.

Although the rebellion was fierce, with Liu Caiyi present, Zhang Yang wasn't worried at all. Besides, these 100,000 iron cavalry could storm Luoyang in two days and nights; dealing with the tens of thousands of imperial guards in the city was a piece of cake.

Tie Qingshi, one of the four great generals of the Han Dynasty, although nearing sixty, still walked with a powerful stride and an imposing presence. After some discussion, he suddenly looked at Zhang Yang.

"Fourth Master, I've heard you've recently become famous throughout the land. Do you have a brilliant plan to resolve our predicament?"

"Predicament? Ah... this..."

Zhang Yang blushed. Under Tie Qingshi's expectant gaze, the absent-minded fellow was extremely embarrassed and irresponsibly cursed Shangguan Yun: Damn it, why did you have to fight with me? Making me look like a worthless imposter!

A sudden silence fell over the tent. At this moment, Tie Ruonan unexpectedly walked to Zhang Yang's side, and with a flick of her jade hand, she knocked a large bump on Zhang Yang's head.

"Fourth Master, my father is asking you a question! Do you have any way to prevent Wang Mang from using the emperor to blackmail us? Idiot!" Tie Ruonan seemed to be hitting Zhang Yang, but everyone could hear the warning in her voice. After hitting Zhang Yang, she lightly jumped away from Zhang Yang's hot body with her long and beautiful legs.

The story of "holding the emperor hostage to command the princes" is familiar to everyone in modern times, so Zhang Yang really wanted to say, "Just establish a new emperor," but as soon as he opened his mouth, he became a good boy loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

"Uncle Tie, the emperor is still trapped in the palace, so we must not launch a large-scale attack. Otherwise, we will not only fail to rescue him, but

also force the enemy into a corner and harm the emperor." Although the "good boy's" loyal advice did not achieve anything concrete, it made several military generals nod repeatedly, and their eyes showed a sense of kinship when they looked at Zhang Yang.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's mood improved, and he became more and more enthusiastic, raising his voice: "Loyalty to the emperor and love for the country is the duty of us sons. When the emperor is in trouble, we must save him; when there are traitors in the country, we must eliminate them!

" "My son, you speak so well. Your mother understands what you mean. You are preparing to infiltrate the Eastern Capital alone to save the emperor and kill the traitors, right?" Liu Caiyi interrupted his long speech the moment Zhang Yang took a breath. Then, before Zhang Yang could complain, she added fuel to the fire: "Fourth Brother, although your journey is dangerous, it is for the country and the people. Your mother will never stop you. Go! General Tie, prepare a farewell feast for Fourth Brother!"

"Mother, I..."

"Fourth Brother, do you want to sign a military pledge?"

Liu Caiyi's words made Zhang Yang's tears flow straight to his heart. He once again doubted whether he was really Liu Caiyi's son. Oh, this is too much!

"Good lad, your uncle really misjudged you back then. Two years have passed, and I never expected you to have such a manly spirit! If I had another daughter, I would definitely marry her to you!"

Tie Qingshi, with typical military pride, slapped his nephew, a son of a long-standing family friend, on the shoulder, making Zhang Yang's shoulder slump, effectively sealing his fate in entering the city.

Zhang Yang felt a bittersweet mix of emotions and couldn't help but look at Tie Qingshi's daughter—Tie Ruonan!

Zhang Yang's gaze clearly repeated Tie Qingshi's earlier words about marrying off his daughter. How could Tie Ruonan not understand? She couldn't help but blush, glaring at Zhang Yang fiercely once more.

Although the uncle and sister-in-law's subtle movements were barely perceptible, they didn't escape Liu Caiyi's all-seeing eyes. The shrewd and calculating woman curled her lips, and after dealing with Zhang Yang, she immediately approached Tie Ruonan.

"Defeating Wang Mang isn't difficult, but I fear he might resort to desperate measures and destroy everything, including the Eastern Capital. Fortunately, many of the Imperial Guard generals are disciples or former associates of the Tie family. As long as we send someone into the city, we can successfully persuade them to defect. Ruonan is the best candidate. General Tie, what do you think?"

Tie Qingshi looked at Tie Ruonan upon hearing this, and Tie Ruonan, with her leopard-like figure, straightened up and said with a heroic air, "Father, I am willing to enter the city immediately to visit all my uncles. Please give the order!"

Tie Qingshi readily agreed, and the generals cheered loudly. Only Zhang Yang was secretly taken aback. Based on his understanding of Liu Caiyi, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious: Strange, why would Mother let my third sister-in-law, whose spiritual power is not strong, take such a risk, and even accompany me? Is Mother creating an opportunity for me? "Hehe..."

Liu Caiyi seemed to hear Zhang Yang's thoughts. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, then pointed to the Luoyang city defense map and instructed in a deep voice, "Ruonan, after you enter the city, you only need to win over these city defense commanders. Don't contact the others for now. As long as you capture the key to

the east, Wang Mang will be a caged beast within an hour." Liu Caiyi's finger tapped across the map repeatedly, then her tone changed, and she looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, saying, "Fourth Brother, everything depends on you! As long as you rescue the Emperor or kill Wang Mang, our army can launch a general offensive and annihilate the rebels in one fell swoop!"

Cold sweat suddenly soaked Zhang Yang's back. He finally understood that Liu Caiyi had been planning for him to become an assassin for a long time. Perhaps the moment she learned of the rebellion in the capital, Liu Caiyi had already prepared him to go through fire and water! He couldn't help but think: Is this his mother's "training" method? Alas, how unfortunate to have a mother like this!

Liu Caiyi completely ignored Zhang Yang's mournful gaze, her expression hardening as she ordered in a deep voice, "Ningyue, Jingyue, stay in the army to hold the line. Youyue and Yayue, hurry to Yinzhou to prevent the evil sorcerers from using their old tricks to attack the Zhang family again." "Third Aunt, let Ningyue go. I want to stay and fight the enemy."

"Zhang Youyue, Third Aunt naturally thinks I'm more capable. Give up on that idea and go home to chat with the old lady!"

Zhang Ningyue and Zhang Youyue were like the wind and fire, always fighting whenever they met, but they missed each other when they weren't together.

The gentle Zhang Yayue pulled Zhang Youyue back, while the quiet and graceful Zhang Jingyue blocked Zhang Ningyue. At this crucial moment, Liu Caiyi was more authoritative. She only said one sentence, and the two fiery beauties immediately quieted down.

"Your Dao heart isn't strong enough! It seems I should suggest your master let you go into seclusion for a few more years to strengthen your cultivation!"

"Auntie, no, I'll be obedient!"

"Good Auntie, seclusion is so boring, I'm going home to see my mother right now, hehe..."

Zhang Ningyue and Zhang Youyue grabbed Liu Caiyi's arms on either side, constantly acting coquettishly.

Liu Caiyi enjoyed this for a while before smiling with her beautiful eyes: "Since you're so obedient, then Youyue and Yayue should set off immediately. There's no time to lose, no delays on the road!"

Zhang Youyue and Zhang Yayue flew away like sword maidens, while Zhang Yang stubbornly refused to leave immediately.

Zhang Yang had finally managed to meet Ning Zhiyun, and even if the sky were to fall and the earth to collapse, he would not care. What did worldly rebellion have to do with him?

Liu Caiyi tried to urge Zhang Yang a few words, but encountered Zhang Yang's rare stubborn opposition. The intelligent and beautiful Liu Caiyi lowered her eyelids, hiding the faint anger and helplessness in her eyes.

"Si Lang, since you haven't recovered your strength, rest for the night and set off early tomorrow morning. Tonight, stay in your tent and don't wander around. If you violate military regulations, you will not be spared!"

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. From Liu Caiyi's unusual gritted teeth, he knew she must have noticed something; otherwise, why would she warn him like this?

The evil youth felt a chill, but his desire would not back down. With a cheer, he rushed out of the central command tent and into Qingyin's tent.

"Master!"

"Husband, Master!"

The leather tent blocked the outsiders' voyeuristic gazes, the thick felt exuding a fiery aura.

Zhang Yang and two stunningly beautiful female slaves rolled onto the felt, like travelers parched in the desert, desperately sucking at the most beautiful "spring" in the world.

"Ah...ah...Master, no...don't suck anymore, Xiaoyin is going to...going to...going to pee." The perfect female slave's tall body arched into a bow shape, her cherry-like mouth crying out, wholeheartedly releasing her inner passion.

Yuwen Yan, still somewhat weak, lay beside Qingyin, enduring Zhang Yang's thrusts while caressing her best friend's nipples, panting, "Xiaoyin, that's not pee, it's ejaculation, ah... Master, Xiaoyan wants to... ejaculate too, ah... ejaculate!"

As Yuwen Yan became aroused, her voluptuous body became even more alluring, her labia, much fuller than those of an average young girl, trembling and opening and closing, like a baby's mouth slowly drawing Zhang Yang's penis into her flower path.

With a "plop!", Zhang Yang's scrotum slammed against Yuwen Yan's vulva, and Yuwen Yan's voluptuous body instantly tensed. At the same instant, Qingyin's scream filled the tent.

A unique, refreshing nectar gushed forth; Qingyin's nectar was truly nectar of the gods. Zhang Yang's tongue flicked repeatedly, finally nibbling at the rosy, glistening clitoris with lingering pleasure.

"Ah... Master, no... stop! Xiaoyan and I... haven't recovered yet. Go find... Second Young Mistress."

"Of course I'll go find Sister Zhiyun, but I won't neglect my darling." Zhang Yang held Qingyin's cool, jade-like body in his arms, while his penis suddenly increased its speed, violently thrusting into Yuwen Yan's womb.

"Husband, husband, Master, don't... be so... forceful, no, be gentle... a little gentler."

Yuwen Yan's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her flower bud tightly gripping Zhang Yang's glans. Her fleshy body wished it could merge with Zhang Yang's, but she gripped the carpet tightly, preventing the passion within her from bursting forth.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong? Haven't your injuries healed yet?" Zhang Yang loved Yuwen Yan's alluring beauty in bed, and couldn't help but thrust harder with some dissatisfaction.

"Master, I can't... move too roughly, I'm afraid... afraid of hurting the... baby in my belly." "Baby?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Zhang Yang felt a chill run down his spine, and it took him several seconds to fully regain his senses.

"Little Yan, you're pregnant so quickly! Hehe... I'm going to be a dad, a dad!"

Zhang Yang's silly grin was complicated, while the young sect leader replied shyly, "Actually, I didn't feel it myself, but the Third Madam said I was... pregnant the first time she saw me, but..."

"But what? Is there something wrong with the child?"

Since it was Liu Caiyi's judgment, Zhang Yang naturally didn't doubt it. But the thought that this was a "byproduct" of hunting demon spirits made him extremely nervous, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Please don't give birth to a monster!"

Qingyin finally came back to her senses from the dazed state of her orgasm. She laughed first, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a pure light, and said, "Master, the Third Madam said that this child is very special. It takes three years to conceive and take three years to develop. Moreover, all thirteen demonesses must be hunted down before all thirteen babies will be born at the same time."

Zhang Yang's brows immediately furrowed, and he looked both amused and exasperated. Just thinking about the epic scene of thirteen babies being born at the same time made his head buzz, and he almost fainted.

"Hehe... Master, I want to be pregnant with your child too! I want to be a mother too!"

Qingyin straightened her body, and her perfectly shaped breasts were willingly put into Zhang Yang's mouth.

The burning desire gradually dissolved the distracting thoughts in Zhang Yang's mind. Although he couldn't see the child yet, he still instinctively moved gently, moving Yuwen Yan's beautiful eyes reddening, her honeyed flower gripping Zhang Yang's penis with all its might.

A crimson blush quickly spread across Yuwen Yan's apple-shaped face, and in the blink of an eye, she soared to the peak of desire, turning into a soft pool of spring mud.

At this moment, Zhang Yang released his ejaculation, and hot lava gushed out. The instant it hit Yuwen Yan's womb, she cried out "Ah!" and her fleshy body sprang up, opening her mouth to bite Qingyin's nipple, making Qingyin's beautiful hair fly and causing her to moan incoherently.

The passion between the two women was so stimulating that Zhang Yang's heart fluttered, and he kissed the other nipple of the perfect female slave as if adding fuel to the fire.

Qingyin's unique body was like an ice bed that quelled the heat, yet also a ripe peach that aroused desire.

A loud "smack!" echoed through the leather tent as the impatient Zhang Yang thrust in all the way, stretching Qingyin's anus to its limit.

The tightness of her anus, the fervor of his lust, and the coolness of Qingyin's body sent Zhang Yang's soul soaring through a nine-tiered realm of ice and fire, making him grit his teeth and groan incessantly.

"Master...it's so...it's so full inside, don't...don't ejaculate, ah...good master, go find the second young mistress."

Yuwen Yan dared not be too wild, so how could Qingyin resist alone? When the perfect female slave's belly swelled, she finally pushed Zhang Yang out of the tent.

[Episode 6: Rouge Steed] Chapter 6: The Beautiful Sister-in-Law's Passion As soon as

Zhang Yang stepped out of the tent, a cold wind immediately swept over him.

"Hmm, since Xiaoyan, this demon spirit host, is pregnant with a 'spiritual fetus,' what about my sister-in-law? She was also a host once, could she also... hehe."

Excitement fueled Zhang Yang's passion and emboldened him. Although he couldn't forget Liu Caiyi's threat, he suddenly transformed into a phantom-like shadow and drifted towards Zhiyun's tent.

At this moment, a helpless sigh drifted from the darkness. Watching Zhang Yang's retreating figure as he entered Ning Zhiyun's tent, the person hesitated slightly but didn't stop him.

"Sister-in-law, ah!" Zhang Yang, with a burning heart, encountered a cold, curved blade.

Inside the tent, there was indeed his sister-in-law, but not only the gentle and charming second sister-in-law, but also the wild and fiery third sister-in-law. Tie Ruonan gently slid the blade against Zhang Yang's throat, saying, "Fourth Brother, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I...I have something very important to discuss with Sister Zhiyun, and Zhixian asked me to pass on a message to Sister Zhiyun alone." Zhang Yang carefully moved his neck away from the blade, then stared at Ning Zhiyun with undisguised fervor, his eyes revealing a hint of pleading.

Given Ning Zhiyun's nature, a bold response would undoubtedly cost her her life, but Zhang Yang's gaze and the lingering affection in her heart made her fearless, even in the face of death.

"Ruonan, since...it's my...private talk, then...then..."

Ning Zhiyun's courage only went this far. Fortunately, Tie Ruonan already knew the truth. Her cheeks flushed, and she forcefully sheathed her sword, striding out of the tent.

"You brat, I'll be guarding outside the tent. Speak your mind. This isn't home, don't go too far!" Tie Ruonan stood proudly outside the door, holding a curved sword, her beautiful eyes wide open, sweeping across the surroundings.

Just then, a cold wind blew in, and Tie Ruonan's heart skipped a beat. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she finally realized what was happening. Ah, this wasn't spying on the brat at all; she was clearly keeping watch for him, helping him do bad things! Ugh... No! No! This was all for Zhiyun. Since she was already in love, she should shield her from outsiders. Thinking this, Tie Ruonan's legs stopped trembling, and she involuntarily pricked up her ears, listening to the sounds inside. "Ah, Fourth Brother, no... Ruonan will hear you!"

"The leather tent is soundproof; Third Sister-in-law can't hear. Good sister-in-law, good wife, I've missed you so much!"

Zhang Yang inside the tent was lying through his teeth, and Tie Ruonan could hear not only their conversation but also the sound of their clothes rubbing together. Just as she began to curse Zhang Yang in her heart, a long groan came from inside the tent, and it sounded like Ning Zhiyun clenching her teeth.

Ah, what are they doing? Could they have already... done that? "You brat, knowing his grandma is outside, he still dares to... Ugh!"

Tie Ruonan gripped the knife hilt tightly, but suddenly realized her limbs were weak and she had no strength to wield the knife. She thought: "Well, forget it... Zhiyun didn't call for help, let them be!"

Inside the tent, under the flickering lamplight, Ning Zhiyun lay prone by the low table, her robe half-undone, her breasts half-exposed.

Zhang Yang lifted Ning Zhiyun's skirt, not even having time to remove her outer garment, and impatiently thrust his penis inside. With a "whoosh!" Zhang Yang's hot penis entered Ning Zhiyun's flower path, inch by inch, her petals opening gently, and shameful nectar slowly flowing down her jade legs.

"Oh... Silang, you bad guy, bad husband!"

"Sister-in-law, my good sister-in-law!"

After a time that felt like an eternity, Zhang Yang and Ning Zhiyun were finally united again.

Zhang Yang's penis gently parted Ning Zhiyun's cervix. Although there was no frenzied thrusting, the pleasure of spirit and desire blended perfectly, causing them to involuntarily press tightly together, kissing passionately.

After a long exchange of tongues, Zhang Yang gently moved his hips while caressing Ning Zhiyun's full breasts, asking expectantly, "Sister-in-law, are you pregnant?"

"Si Lang, do you know Xiao Yan is pregnant?" Ning Zhiyun asked first, then replied somewhat dejectedly and shyly, "I'm not, but Zhixian will definitely conceive; Si Lang, are you disappointed?" "

Good sister-in-law, I will love you for a lifetime, there's plenty of time for you to get pregnant, hehe..." Zhang Yang said he wasn't in a hurry, but his hands tightly embraced Ning Zhiyun's waist, and he began to thrust forcefully.

The pleasure increased sharply with the rapid thrusting, and Ning Zhiyun's hands, which were supporting her on the edge of the table, trembled, causing the low table to creak.

Ning Zhiyun quickly changed her position, then gritted her teeth, no longer letting out shameful moans.

"Sister-in-law, don't hold back, Sister Ruonan won't laugh at us."

Zhang Yang's fingers gently slid across Ning Zhiyun's plump buttocks, and the moment his fingertips touched her anus, he suddenly activated "Nine-Turn Water Dragon Drill."

"Ah!"

Finally, Ning Zhiyun began to cheer loudly. With the nine turns of the water dragon, she screamed nine times in a row. Before the screams subsided, the beautiful wife's full breasts hit the low table, making a beautiful muffled sound.

Zhang Yang loved Ning Zhiyun very much, but in order to "take care" of Tie Ruonan outside, he hardened his heart, grabbed Ning Zhiyun's legs with both hands and lifted them up.

"Slap... slap..."

Inside the small tent, the gentle and noble Ning Zhiyun's upper body was lying on the low table, her legs off the ground, forced to be clamped around Zhang Yang's waist, and her voluptuous body swayed violently with Zhang Yang's thrusts.

"Fourth Brother, I...I can't take it anymore, ah...no..."

"Ah...Fourth Brother, good husband, spare me, um...sister-in-law, can you use your mouth?"

How could Ning Zhiyun bear such abuse? She sat shyly on the carpet, opening her mouth with a mixture of fear and love, taking in a penis other than her husband's. But no matter how she changed, the dignified and elegant Ning Zhiyun was still no match for Yuwen Yan in oral sex skills, but Zhang Yang's pleasure was far greater than before.

Zhang Yang suppressed the pleasure and the urge to ejaculate, then suddenly thrust his middle finger into Ning Zhiyun's anus.

"Ah! Fourth Brother, it hurts, it hurts so much, you heartless bastard..."

Ning Zhiyun screamed again, making Tie Ruonan outside the tent breathe heavily: You brat, you bastard, you've been going on for so long! Zhiyun is really something, why does she listen to everything he says, so...so wanton! Um...why isn't it over yet?

Inside the tent, Ning Zhiyun struggled to finish. Her left hand shook Zhang Yang's penis, her right hand kneaded his scrotum, and her mouth sucked on the thick glans. Her round buttocks rotated gently with Zhang Yang's fingers. "Fourth Brother, hurry up and come, my good husband, ah!" "Sister-in-law,

almost there, almost there!" Zhang Yang lost control, his fingers tightening, squeezing Ning Zhiyun's breasts until they were severely deformed.

Ning Zhiyun's hands and mouth ached, and she finally understood her lover's wicked intentions.

"Fourth Brother, do you want... Ruonan? You bad boy!"

Ning Zhiyun's question caused both hearts, inside and outside the tent, to tremble violently. Inside, Zhang Yang's breath grew hot, his penis throbbed heavily, and his eyes were filled with an evil plea.

Ning Zhiyun shifted her position, her tongue licking Zhang Yang's glans, letting out a helpless sigh and moaning, "Ah... I can't take it anymore, save me, Ruonan, save me..."

The sounds of flesh colliding echoed again inside the tent, causing Tie Ruonan outside to lose her balance, her long legs buckling. She thought: Heavens, Zhiyun is begging me to save her, she's really begging me to save her! How can I save her? Should I take her place...? Ugh! The cold night couldn't extinguish the forbidden flames. With Ning Zhiyun's repeated pleas, Tie Ruonan's legs tightened more and more. A moment later, her lips trembled, and a wetness spread hotly across her private parts, making her toes feel like they were burrowing into the mud.

Inside the spring-like space, although Zhang Yang lay below, he held Ning Zhiyun's body and thrust repeatedly; although Ning Zhiyun once again gushed forth her honeyed fluids, she truly felt a dull ache in her honeyed orifice.

"Fourth Brother, I really can't take it anymore, ah..."

A hint of resentment flashed in Ning Zhiyun's eyes, softening Zhang Yang's heart. He released his already throbbing member, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, did I hurt you? I'm sorry."

"Mmm..." Ning Zhiyun hummed softly, feeling the intense pulsation of Zhang Yang's desire. She mustered her courage again, swaying her plump buttocks, and gave him a deep, affectionate look.

The eyes of the uncle and sister-in-law met in the air, filled with tender affection.

At that moment, Zhang Yang's member suddenly released its member. In that instant, the tent flap was suddenly flung open!

Tie Ruonan entered, and the other beautiful wife of the evil weapon finally entered. However, what she offered was not her fiery body, but a cold, curved knife.

"You brat, let go of Zhiyun!"

Tie Ruonan's blade only slashed at the low table, but it startled Ning Zhiyun. She instinctively rolled off Zhang Yang, and with a "pop!" Ning Zhiyun's vagina left Zhang Yang's penis, and Tie Ruonan's scream followed.

"Ah!"

"Pfft pfft pfft..." Zhang Yang's semen shot out, shooting into the air like bullets, miraculously hitting the two-meter-high tent.

The semen finished ejaculating, and the three people inside the tent simultaneously turned to stone. Ning Zhiyun was overwhelmed with shame, Zhang Yang was dazed, and Tie Ruonan stared blankly at Zhang Yang's penis, her face filled with disbelief.

He actually ejaculated... ejaculated... so high? My God! After a few seconds of silence, Tie Ruonan jumped up as if she had stepped on a needle, turned around and ran away, cursing, "You brat, I'll settle the score with you tomorrow, hmph!" "Fourth Brother, look at what you've done, how am I supposed to face Ruonan tomorrow?"

Although Ning Zhiyun complained to her lover, she still forced herself to sit up and picked up a silk handkerchief to clean the marks of lovemaking on Zhang Yang's body. Her gentle movements were the epitome of a virtuous wife.

Zhang Yang was most fascinated by Ning Zhiyun's expression at this moment, and suddenly hugged Ning Zhiyun tightly, calling her name affectionately.

Ning Zhiyun was initially startled, fearing Zhang Yang would become aroused again. Then, her heart warmed, and she embraced him, nestled close to him like a sister and mother.

Time flies when true love is shared, and it was already the next morning.

Having enjoyed a night of tender intimacy, Zhang Yang didn't want to experience any violence, but Liu Caiyi was determined this time. No matter how much Zhang Yang begged or pleaded, she didn't change her mind, and even revealed the most "kind" smile in the world.

This "smile" from Liu Caiyi sent chills down the spines of every living being within a mile radius.

Zhang Yang knew Liu Caiyi was truly angry, so he could only cling to his last hope and plead, "Mother, my spiritual power is low, Huanyan is seriously injured and unconscious, and she's completely unfamiliar with the capital. Please find a more suitable expert to go with us." "

That's exactly what I need—your martial arts are low and your face is unfamiliar. If it were a renowned expert, they would be discovered by spies as soon as they enter Luoyang. Only you can successfully blend into the crowd and complete a mission that no one else can."

Zhang Yang didn't feel that Liu Caiyi was praising him at all, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He then compromised and said, "Then let Xiaoyin go with me!"

"No, that won't do! Xiaoyin has already shown her face in the city; all the evil cultivators know her."

Liu Caiyi firmly dismissed Zhang Yang's thoughts of slacking off, then lowered her voice and said, "I only asked you to assassinate Wang Mang to others. This time, I'm sending you into the city so you can find out the root of the rebellion. I have a feeling that you're indispensable in investigating this matter."

Zhang Yang understood the hidden meaning in Liu Caiyi's words, his heart trembled, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Mother, you mean—this matter is related to demons again? Damn it, that thing is still haunting me."

"Little lamb, you'll have to go into the city and find out the truth! Go, be careful. If it's too dangerous, leave Luoyang. Don't force it. I don't even care about Wang Mang."

Before parting, Liu Caiyi finally said what a mother should say, then suddenly slapped the horse's rump, causing it to gallop away, carrying away Zhang Yang, who was still unwilling to embark on the dangerous journey.

Overnight, Tie Ruonan regained her wild and carefree spirit. She laughed loudly, gave the reins a gentle tug, and her rouge-colored horse quickly overtook Zhang Yang.

Time flew by, space shifted, and the two, now disguised, stood before the city gates of the Eastern Capital.

Zhang Yang looked closely; although this wasn't Luoyang from his world, he couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

Years ago, when Zhang Yang traveled through the ancient city of Luoyang, he never imagined he would witness firsthand Luoyang's most magnificent, spectacular, and glorious moment over a thousand years ago.

"Son, help your mother into the city! Hurry, you unfilial son!" At that moment, a cane struck the leg of the boy in coarse cloth. The old woman with the cane had white hair, but the force of the blow was considerable.

"Ouch, Mother, don't hit me! I'll help you."

The dark-skinned boy hurriedly bent down, and under the watchful eyes of onlookers, he helped his elderly mother slowly through the city gates.

As soon as the checkpoint disappeared behind the poor mother and son, the boy in coarse cloth immediately let out a sigh of relief and complained, "Sister-in-law, why didn't you dress up as husband and wife? All that hip swaying will easily give you away!"

"Hmph, I'm willing, you brat, don't even think about taking advantage of me. If you dare lay a hand on me, you'll regret it."

After leaving the camp, only Zhang Yang and Tie Ruonan were left alone. Tie Ruonan inexplicably erupted in resentment, giving Zhang Yang a cold shoulder the entire way.

In the past, the useless Fourth Young Master would have been unable to bear it, but now the evil spirit outwardly cried while inwardly rejoicing, secretly laughing.

The more abnormal Third Sister-in-law was, the more it meant her heart was trembling and struggling. Hmm, if only we found an inn with only one room left! Hehe, maybe I can help with some money. As long as I can sleep in the same bed with my third sister-in-law, then… Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but catch up with Tie Ruonan a few steps, pretending to be calm, and said, “Sister Ruonan, Mother said that the secret array can only be opened once a day at Chenshi (7-9 AM). Shall we stay at an inn for today?”

This was important, so Tie Ruonan naturally had no reason to object. However, she still glared at Zhang Yang warily, as if she could see through his evil thoughts.

Heaven really did hear the call of its beloved child, but unfortunately, the response was too enthusiastic.

During the war, Luoyang was only allowed to enter, not leave, and at night the entire city was under martial law.

Zhang Yang and Tie Ruonan went to five or six inns in a row, and sure enough, every one of them was full, so many that there wasn't a single empty room. The uncle and sister-in-law were spies with important responsibilities, but they spent their first day in the city looking for an inn.

As the sun began to set, Zhang Yang and Tie Ruonan grew anxious. Encountering the city patrol would be disastrous.

"Fourth Brother, let's find lodging in a civilian's house. We'll offer a hefty sum."

Tie Ruonan, true to her reputation as a heroine, considered money insignificant. However, no matter how much money she offered, the city's civilians dared not accept it, for the rebels had already issued a strict order: anyone who harbored strangers would have their entire family executed.

The sun's afterglow slowly disappeared below the horizon, and dusk creeped in on the two unqualified scouts.

"Sister-in-law, I've got an idea! Let's hide in the woodshed of a wealthy family! When we were little, Youyue and I used to play hide-and-seek there all the time, it was so much fun.

" The evil-wielding boy reminisced about his childhood joys, but Tie Ruonan raised an eyebrow and retorted, "You're playing a bride game, aren't you? Fourth Madam said she caught you red-handed once, and you were all naked..."

Tie Ruonan's teasing suddenly stopped, because the mention of "naked" reminded her of that scene, of Zhang Yang's lewd act of being naked on Qingyin, Ning Zhiyun, Bailing, and... on—Madam's body.

At the same time, Zhang Yang's mind was also racing, his thoughts wandering.

Hmm, although the woodshed was far inferior to an inn, it would do. He could still use the "Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water" technique to turn his third sister-in-law into a water-like being, hehe... Just as Zhang Yang was thinking of something wicked, Tie Ruonan suddenly kicked him.

Tie Ruonan was indeed perceptive in certain aspects, as if she could see through Zhang Yang's wicked thoughts. She muttered under her breath, "Don't even think about it! I don't believe there aren't any empty rooms in Luoyang! Even if I can't find one all night, I won't sleep on the same street as you, you lecher." Just as her

aggrieved cry was about to burst from Zhang Yang's throat, a loud shout pierced the air.

"Who goes there? Halt! Show me your household registration and travel permit!"

A troop of warhorses appeared like a whirlwind. Although the soldiers on horseback weren't patrolling soldiers, the two suspicious figures still aroused their vigilance.

"My lord, my mother is old and has forgotten the way. I'll help her home right away. Please forgive her, my lord, and don't punish her. I'm willing to take the punishment for her."

Zhang Yang spouted a lot of nonsense, handing over not only his travel permit but also a large ingot of silver. Logically, his performance was flawless, but the scarred-faced general leading the group frowned.

While carefully examining the travel permit, the scarred general casually asked, "Wu Dazhi, you live in the alley on East Street. I've been there before. Your village head is that Zhao guy, isn't he?"

Heh... a cheap trick, I've seen it all on TV! Hearing this, Zhang Yang was overjoyed. Without blushing or panting, he calmly replied, "General, you must be mistaken. Our village chief isn't surnamed Zhao; he's always been the eldest son of the Liu family."

"Clang!" Before Zhang Yang could finish speaking, the scarred general drew his sword and shouted, "You audacious spy! How dare you spout such nonsense! Come on, seize him!"

Several agile lieutenants leaped down from their horses, their cold, menacing blades flashing without a hint of pretense.

Damn it, it seems I've backfired. Damn it, what bad luck!

Zhang Yang cursed inwardly as Tie Ruonan's curved blade clashed with the generals' weapons. Now that things had come to this, Zhang Yang tightened his grip, deciding to silence them all and kill these dozen or so worldly soldiers as quickly as possible.

A bronze sword appeared out of thin air, its ancient magical artifact gleaming. The next instant, another unexpected event occurred.

The leading general unexpectedly shattered Zhang Yang's spiritual sword aura with a single strike, startling Zhang Yang so much that he lost his balance and collided with the equally defeated Tie Ruonan.

"Fourth Brother, run!"

Not only did the scarred general possess Taoist magic, but several of his lieutenants also unleashed their spiritual power. Tie Ruonan decisively threw out a talisman, creating a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, the uncle and sister-in-law had vanished, leaving behind a traitor lying on the ground, having inhaled the poisonous smoke.

The scarred general spurred his horse and charged forward along the main road. As the horse's hooves left the ground, he threw something, and a beautiful burst of fireworks exploded in the sky with a loud "bang!"

"Order that Zhang Yang has entered the city! Search and kill him throughout the entire city!"

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