【Evil Artifacts】Episodes 11-15 Author: Zhile

Cover Character: Phoenix Consort
[Evil Artifact]

Author: Zhile
Publisher: Hetu Culture

[Episode 11: Covering the Moon with One Hand] Chapter 1: The Heart of the Evil Artifact

Elopement? Elopement with the Jade Maiden of One Yuan! Zhang Yang's jaw dropped, his heart pounding throughout Luoyang, the Eastern Capital.

"Hehe..."

Lingmeng's tall and slender body danced lightly, sometimes like a celestial maiden descending to earth, sometimes like a witch possessed, her illusions like smoke, teasingly saying, "Brother Zhang, Lingmeng was just playing a little joke on you, you don't need to be so scared! Hehe..."

"Fairy Meng, why don't you... kidnap me! Hehe..."

Zhang Yang's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but reach out to grab this Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden who had fallen into the mortal world.

"If you can catch up, I might abandon everything and elope with you."

Lingmeng's sleeves swayed gently, and wisps of smoke rose up, carrying her graceful figure forward.

"Is this true?"

Zhang Yang's surprised words were barely out of his mouth when he stepped onto the flying sword.

"Hehe... Brother Zhang, you'll know the truth once you catch up with Lingmeng!"

The Jade Maiden returned with a smile, instantly exuding charm, like a pool of clear water flowing into Zhang Yang's heart. With a

"whoosh!"

, the ancient flying sword stirred the floating clouds in the sky. Faced with the fairy who had fallen into the mortal world and the flirtatious Lingmeng, how could the evil weapon youth not have his eyes shining and his heart pounding wildly?

In an instant, two phantoms, disregarding the world's wrath, streaked across the sky above Luoyang City.

Zhang Yang gazed at the "mutated" Lingmeng ahead, gradually becoming intoxicated by her beauty, but a wisp of doubt lingered in his heart.

In a flash, a "forest" suddenly rushed towards Zhang Yang and Lingmeng.

Zhang Yang was flying at full speed, and his first thought was that it was very incongruous. He thought: How could there be a forest in Luoyang City, and all of them were bare tree trunks?

The next instant, Zhang Yang's gaze fell in shock. He was frozen in place, his body transforming into a clay sculpture as he hurtled forward.

People, dead people, headless dead people! A corpse hung from every single wooden pole, and countless heads lay scattered across the ground amidst the multitude of poles.

Horrible, utterly horrific!

A chilling wind swirled, the stench of blood lingering.

Even the crows, known for their fondness for pecking at corpses, dared not fly into this "forest of corpses."

Where was he? Zhang Yang straightened up, looking around, and found himself still in Luoyang, the Eastern Capital.

The Jade Maiden of One Yuan regained her ethereal aura as the First Jade Maiden. She slowly returned to Zhang Yang's side, sighing with sorrow, "The ruins below were originally the Mang King's mansion. The hanging corpses are those of traitors executed!"

"So many people?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but close his eyes, unable to bear the sight any longer.

"This is just Luoyang. The storm of suppressing the rebels will soon sweep across the entire country. The number of dead will be ten times, a hundred times! Alas!"

Amidst the sorrowful sighs, Lingmeng drifted forward again.

Zhang Yang caught up with Lingmeng, his eyes devoid of any former excitement. He asked heavily, "Lingmeng, did you deliberately lead me here just to show me this forest of corpses?"

"This is Lady Caiyi's intention. Brother Zhang, do I need to say more?"

"No need, I understand!"

The two figures drifted slowly. Zhang Yang suddenly fell into deep thought, while the beautiful eyes of the Jade Maiden Yiyuan were also filled with turbulent emotions. Zhang Yang was not the only one whose heart was deeply shaken!

Zhang Yang and Lingmeng suddenly fell silent, drifting back to the palace like two puppets and landing in the Imperial Garden.

"Little Lamb, how are you feeling?"

A gentle breeze stirred, and a languid, alluring, and intoxicatingly beautiful figure appeared leisurely.

"Mother, why execute so many people? Wasn't the rebellion over?"

Zhang Yang's feet touched the ground, a surge of suppressed anger rising uncontrollably from his toes to his heart.

Liu Caiyi slowly stepped forward, her plump, round, jade-like face softening into a smile that made all flowers pale in comparison. She said, "Little Yang, I was only responsible for quelling the rebellion. Court politics are none of my concern. Humanity has its own rules."

Liu Caiyi stood before the fuming Zhang Yang, her expression suddenly turning serious. Her youthful face remained unchanged, but her femininity vanished completely. She said in a deep voice, "Fourth Brother, don't dwell on trivial matters. Mother wants to know the answer in your heart right now!"

"I..."

Zhang Yang exhaled heavily, pausing for a moment.

The Jade Maiden was still suspended in mid-air. She and Liu Caiyi both gasped, the two extraordinary women unusually tense.

In that instant, a thousand thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind. A single thought can lead to demonic possession, a single thought can lead to godhood, but he longs to be—

"Mother, I don't want to be some great hero or savior, but…"

Zhang Yang subconsciously looked up at the sky, then said, each word distinct and powerful, "I will do my utmost to capture demonic spirits and become what you called—the complete form of an evil artifact!"

Zhang Yang prefers the feeling of "being human," but to travel far and wide in the mortal realm, there must be a beautiful world. Yet, the single Lustful Rose has already caused Luoyang to be littered with corpses. If the other three great flower kings, or even the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires, were to be reborn, wouldn't it destroy the world? Where would he go to travel far then?

"Fourth Brother, this is the heart of the evil weapon. I'm so happy you can understand it."

Liu Caiyi's brows relaxed, and her femininity radiated like surging waves. Before Zhang Yang could withdraw his infatuated gaze, she changed the subject, her previous solemnity replaced by playfulness, and said leisurely, "There's one more thing. The Fu family has been raided, and Fu Yanshang is imprisoned in the imperial prison. He'll be beheaded the day after tomorrow!"

"What? That damned emperor!"

Zhang Yang was furious, his murderous intent rising to his head. He clearly remembered that for the sake of the Fu family, he not only wrote his first memorial but also whispered warnings in many people's ears.

"Little Yang, are you going to go to the emperor to seek justice, or are you going to break him out of prison?"

"Break him out of prison!"

Zhang Yang chose the most direct and rebellious method without hesitation.

"Alright, Mother supports you in spirit. Hehe..."

Liu Caiyi beamed, showing no awareness of being both a mother and a princess, then mysteriously added, "But you can't go now. If you want to save Fu Yanshang, go tomorrow night. Mother will transfer the guardian elders guarding the prison!"

"Mother, Fu Yanshang's imprisonment...you didn't do it, did you?"

Liu Caiyi's good intentions only aroused Zhang Yang's suspicion. After falling into traps multiple times, Zhang Yang finally became smarter!

"Son, if you don't go to save her, she really will be beheaded. Don't blame Mother for not warning you then!"

Lady Liu Caiyi blinked innocently, her gaze a captivating blend of maturity and youth. With each blink, Zhang Yang's resistance weakened.

After two seconds of eye contact, the evil weapon completely succumbed. "Alright! I'll listen to you. We'll go rescue them tomorrow night. I'm going back now!"

Zhang Yang walked past Liu Caiyi, opening the array gate with a hint of resentment, showing no intention of inviting Liu Caiyi inside to rest.

The array gate closed, and the Jade Maiden of One Yuan gracefully landed. She bowed to Liu Caiyi and said, "Madam, your methods are excellent. Lingmeng admires you."

"Hehe... Of course, I have plenty of ways to make my son obedient."

Liu Caiyi smiled as she walked out of the Imperial Garden, with the Jade Maiden of One Yuan naturally following behind. Although one woman was unparalleled in scheming and the other ethereal and otherworldly, their auras blended seamlessly, displaying perfect harmony.

In the Heavenly Prison.

Whether by coincidence or design, Fu Yanshang and Consort Feng became neighbors living across the hall.

The Fu family members wailed and lamented, but the talented merchant girl remained silent, sitting blankly on the prison floor, her once bright eyes now devoid of any light.

"Bang!"

A broken bowl shattered against the cell door of the prison where Fu Yanshang was imprisoned. Immediately, Consort Feng roared, "You wicked woman, you traitorous wretch! If it weren't for your collusion with Zhang Xiao'er, how could I have failed?!"

The merchant girl still didn't react. Two jailers arrived at the sound, shouting angrily, "What's all the noise about? If you dare make another sound, we'll gag you. Don't think you're still the Empress!"

"How dare you! Kneel before me!"

Her obsessive, frenzied gaze completely destroyed Consort Feng's original beauty; now, with her disheveled hair, she was no different from a madwoman.

The two jailers, used to such scenes, chuckled a few times and then turned and left.

"Come back, come back! Hmm... Ah..."

Suddenly, Feng Fei stopped her commotion. Her ample breasts and buttocks writhed like snakes in front of the cell door. Then, she pulled down her collar, exposing half of her breast to the air.

At the same instant, the voice of the Great Immortal echoed in Feng Fei's mind: "Feng Fei, hold on! As long as the full moon arrives, this Great Immortal will turn the tide and reverse the fate of the world. Feng Fei, you need men, the more the better..."

The two jailers turned around, their eyes widening instantly. Feng Fei's areolas were peeking out from the gaps in the wooden bars, her deep red nipples like a woman's small mouth, calling out to them with desperate thirst.

The left jailer swallowed hard and said to his companion, "This woman's gone mad. Should we try some of the Empress's flavor? Hehe..."

The right jailer's genitals were also throbbing as if they were about to explode, but he was smart enough to shake his head and say, "Brother, do you think this is an ordinary prison? This is the Imperial Prison! Even if the Emperor's woman is a ghost, we can't touch her. If a single word gets out, you can expect your entire family to be executed!"

The two jailers sighed simultaneously, glared at Feng Fei's nipples again, and then quickened their pace, discussing which brothel to go to relieve their lust.

Feng Fei's hand, which was kneading her breasts, paused, and her body trembled. Suddenly, black mist flew out from between her brows, like two sharp arrows piercing the jailers' backs.

"Clang!"

The jailers' single-edged swords fell to the ground, and the two burly men turned around as if in a daze, then walked step by step into Feng Fei's cell.

"Come on, come on, come and fuck me..."

At this moment, Feng Fei was like a puppet, her eyes devoid of human intelligence, only two wisps of black mist swirling around her. Soon, the three puppets huddled together and collapsed to the ground, their primal bestiality raging and howling within the cell.

A quarter of an hour later, the two jailers screamed simultaneously, instantly turning into two dried corpses.

The black light in Feng Fei's eyes intensified. Naked, she floated up, muttering to herself, "Almost there! In a few more days, I will be reborn! Hahaha... Liu Caiyi, I will tear you to pieces, I will make you ride a thousand men! And be trampled by ten thousand!" "

Ah!"

Just as Feng Fei was completely controlled by the lustful rose, Fu Yanshang suddenly clutched her head and screamed, her body slamming heavily against the cell door. Finally, a glimmer of intelligence returned to her eyes.

"Huh? You little brat, you still want to resist!"

The demon spirit "Phoenix Consort" was both surprised and excited. She first shot out a black beam of light, turning Fu Yanshang into a clay sculpture, then with a flick of her sleeve, the two dried corpses on the ground spontaneously combusted without wind, turning to ashes in moments.

"Hehe... Fu Yanshang, you're truly excellent! Excellent! With you as my host body, my cultivation will definitely surpass what it was back then, and I, Lustful Rose, will soon become the master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Desires!"

Lustful Rose waved her hands, and a mirror appeared out of thin air. Looking at Phoenix Consort in the mirror, she laughed triumphantly, "Phoenix Consort, keep up the good work, absorb all the essence of the men in this prison!"

Before she finished speaking, the demon spirit closed its eyes and disappeared again; the next instant, "Bang!"

Phoenix Consort fell to the ground like a pile of mud, and did not wake up for a long time.

At the same moment, in the secret array of the Imperial Garden.

Zhang Yang knocked on Miao Yuqing's door.

With a creak, the door opened easily this time, but the presence of Ning Jing and Shuang Yue made Zhang Yang's burning desire remain dormant.

"Auntie, the Emperor is going crazy arresting Wang Mang's remaining followers. We need to get Second Auntie away as soon as possible."

Seeing Miao Yuqing still hesitant, Zhang Yang pressed further, saying, "The Empress's attitude is unpredictable. I asked her to spare the Fu family, but she confiscated their entire property. I'm afraid she might also harm Second Auntie."

"This…"

Miao Yuqing's face tightened, her heart burning. Although she knew Zhang Yang's words were reasonable, she also knew that his insistence on her accompanying him out of the city was not for a simple reason.

"Fourth Brother, let Yuanling accompany you!"

"Auntie, these are special times. The gatekeepers only recognize you. The carriages carrying the Marquis's family members can only leave the city with you!"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, looking at Miao Yuqing with extreme urgency.

Zhang Ningyue asked, somewhat confused, "Mother, Second Aunt is a good person, why won't you help her?"

Zhang Jingyue felt that Miao Yuqing was a bit heartless. Seeing Zhang Yang's anxiety, she took Miao Yuqing's arm and said softly, "Mother, are you worried about the remnants of the rebel army? My sister and I can secretly accompany you to protect you."

"No!"

Zhang Yang and Miao Yuqing said in unison, their lips slightly parted, revealing the same expression that was rare for them.

Instantly, Miao Yuqing

's face turned as red as if it were dripping blood, and she wished she could faint immediately. Zhang Yang, however, was much thicker-skinned. He explained almost without hesitation, "I have an important matter to ask my two sisters for help with. You don't have time to leave the city."

"Fourth Brother, what's the important matter? Tell me!"

"Fu Yanshang has saved me several times, and Mother only allows me to go to rescue her tomorrow night, but I'm afraid she might be in danger, so I'm thinking..."

"Please go to the Heavenly Prison and secretly protect Fu Yanshang. Hehe... I know you have Mother's token, so you can freely enter and leave the Heavenly Prison." "Third Aunt really said that?"

Zhang Ningyue pressed.

After receiving Zhang Yang's affirmative response, the two beautiful girls, who knew more about the demon spirits, exchanged glances and then nodded emphatically, "Alright, we'll go to the Heavenly Prison to protect Fu Yanshang and also keep an eye on Consort Feng." Zhang

Ningyue vanished like a gust of wind, while Zhang Jingyue, before leaving, didn't forget to remind him, "Fourth Brother, there are still remnants of the rebel army inside and outside the city, so be careful." "Don't

worry, my two sisters, I will definitely bring Aunt back unharmed. Thank you for your hard work!"

Zhang Yang waved to send away the two troublemakers. Miao Yuqing wanted to stop him, but her jade hand dropped halfway, thinking: Hmm, Fourth Brother is right, we must send Second Sister away as soon as possible. Besides, Second Sister is still in the carriage, so Fourth Brother can't do anything too evil. Well... go!

With a subtle shift in Miao Yuqing's thoughts, the Zhang family's carriage finally started moving smoothly.

With the Zhang family's insignia, entering the carriage was easy, and leaving wasn't particularly difficult either, far less troublesome than Zhang Yang had described.

Upon arriving at the palace gates, Ximen Xiong, acting as the coachman, remained silent, his head bowed, while Qingyin, seated on the carriage shaft, held high the token of the Princess Protector of the Nation.

The guards at the gates lowered their heads in unison, and the leading general cautiously inquired, "Miss, may I ask who is inside the carriage? May I lift the curtain and take a look?"

"General, I am the Lady of the Marquis of Zhongyong. I have caught a slight cold and am unable to disembark. Please forgive me."

The carriage door opened a crack, revealing half of Miao Yuqing's face.

Upon hearing that the Marquis's wife had caught a cold, the guard general dared not delay and hurriedly stepped aside.

The wheels spun merrily, and in the blink of an eye, they entered the main streets of Luoyang. Ximen Xiong's heart, which had been pounding in his chest, immediately felt a sense of relief.

Inside the carriage, the two middle-aged beauties involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Yun said gratefully, "Big sister, thank you!"

"Second sister, we've known each other for over ten years, no need to be so polite."

Helping others is always a joyful thing, and Miao Yuqing felt Tang Yun's sincere gratitude and couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. Hmm, Si Lang is right, without me, Second Sister really wouldn't have been able to escape this predicament. Hmm, what's that smell? So...comfortable!

Miao Yuqing's nose twitched involuntarily, and after the first twitch, there was a second, and a third.

At the same moment, a thin mist appeared in Tang Yun's beautiful eyes, and the hearts of the two beauties began to flutter.

"Hehe..."

Zhang Yang's face remained calm, but he was secretly laughing inside. What he expected had happened. He thought: In this narrow, enclosed space, it would be strange if the eldest aunt didn't fall for it!

Hmm, why does Second Aunt seem to be "poisoned" too?

Tang Yun's reaction surprised Zhang Yang, because in his original plan, the return journey would be the perfect time to open Miao Yuqing's heart. Now...

time passed second by second, and the woman's fragrance gradually intensified in the carriage.

Tang Yun was a little better, only her breathing was unsteady and her eyes were shimmering; Miao Yuqing, on the other hand, was too "poisoned." In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, her jade-like face was flushed red, her legs were tightly closed, and her body was as soft as spring mud, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmm..."

Miao Yuqing couldn't help but lean against the carriage wall, using the force of her back to relieve the heat in her heart and the itching in her private parts: Ugh... God! How could this be? Ah... I want, I want... No, my third sister is right next to me, I can't let her find out!

In a daze, Miao Yuqing's hand reached under her skirt, and the moment she pinched her engorged labia, she bit her lip hard and sat up with all her might.

"Auntie, your face is so red. You haven't really caught a cold, have you?"

Zhang Yang innocently widened his eyes. Before Miao Yuqing could shake or nod, he stretched out his large hand and said, "Auntie, my magic can clear your meridians and dispel your cold. Come sit here."

"Fourth Brother, no…no need, I didn't…ah!"

Miao Yuqing tried to struggle, but the moment Zhang Yang's large hand gripped her wrist, a strange heat suddenly spread across her chest, not only swelling her breasts but also opening up the mysterious valley at the end of her legs.

After a soft moan, Miao Yuqing felt even weaker and more limp. With a gentle tug from Zhang Yang, she almost fell over, her plump buttocks landing squarely on Zhang Yang's lower abdomen.

"Ah!"

Tang Yun couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. In her eyes, this was Miao Yuqing throwing herself into his arms.

Although Tang Yun had already vaguely guessed at the affair between Zhang Yang and Miao Yuqing, she couldn't help but scream inwardly when this scene unfolded before her eyes. Heavens, her eldest sister actually... is having an affair with Si Lang! They...

they wouldn't just... ugh!

"Xi Niang, you're really hot. Don't move, let your nephew treat you."

"Si Lang, you... don't need treatment, Auntie... is fine."

Miao Yuqing's voluptuous body suddenly trembled upwards, as if pricked by a needle. Although there were several layers of clothing, the hardness, length, and heat of that "needle" were clearly imprinted in her heart.

Sitting embraced, their bodies pressed together, under such contact, every acupoint of Miao Yuqing's body was enveloped by Zhang Yang's "scent," and her eyes instantly lost all clarity.

"Auntie, are you feeling better now?"

Zhang Yang's large hand pressed between Miao Yuqing's breasts, rotating as he spoke to Tang Yun, trying to conceal his true intentions: "This way, the treatment is more effective. Second Auntie, you agree, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Tang Yun's chin was almost buried in her cleavage. Naturally aloof, she wanted to escape, but a subtle "scent" kept her glued to her seat. She thought: Si Lang is helping me so diligently, how can I ruin his plan? If I leave the carriage and get caught, not only will I be beheaded, but Si Lang will also be implicated!

I can't escape, I absolutely can't escape!

A minute later, Tang Yun's eyelids fluttered slightly. She suddenly felt a burning heat all over her body. She thought: Hmm… Eldest Sister's clothes are undone, Si Lang's hand… is inside! Why didn't Eldest Sister stop him? But Eldest Sister has suffered for so long, I should be happy for her… Right, I can't embarrass Eldest Sister, I need to… go to sleep!

In a daze, Tang Yun forcefully closed her eyes, unaware that her flushed cheeks had already betrayed everything.
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[Episode 11: Covering the Moon with One Hand] Chapter 2: Sweet Play in the Car

"Ah... Si Lang, no... don't pinch!"

Miao Yuqing grabbed Zhang Yang's mischievous fingers through her clothes, saying with a mixture of shame and anxiety, "Auntie is better, Auntie's illness is cured, no... no more treatment!"

"Auntie, nephew still needs to check."

Zhang Yang subtly changed his sitting position, his penis suddenly contracted, and then forcefully sprang upwards.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yang's hot, round head actually poked Miao Yuqing's jade gate through her clothes. This poke turned the last trace of reason in Miao Yuqing's eyes into a wisp of smoke, and the fire of desire suddenly filled the wonderful flowing space.

Time passes, never to return, but the beauty of the world changes with the seasons. Miao Yuqing's

heart fluttered. In her dazed state, she seemed to see the wine table again, to see the scene from that day, and to recall that shameful feeling that penetrated to the bone.

Miao Yuqing's nipple trembled, and Zhang Yang immediately gave it a gentle nipple; at the same time, the carriage moved across a small ditch.

"Ah...oh..."

The change in her mind and the surge of desire, under the combined attack from within and without, made Miao Yuqing's eyes blur. She could no longer see Tang Yun, no longer remember the mortal world.

"Aunt, your nephew is sick, very sick, he needs your help!"

Zhang Yang grabbed Miao Yuqing's soft, delicate hand and placed it on his already released penis.

Miao Yuqing's hand trembled, she struggled for a moment, then automatically grasped Zhang Yang's huge member, thinking: Oh well, it's not the first time anyway, and Si Lang is in so much pain, so...I'll give in to him! I'll give in this time!

Ah...it's so itchy! It's so itchy down there, I want it so bad… The burning desire had already taken over Miao Yuqing's mind. When she turned around to kiss Zhang Yang's lips, she still thought they were lying on the bed.

"Sizzle…"

Zhang Yang's fingertip traced a path, then his waist thrust forward, and his penis once again entered Miao Yuqing's honey hole.

A few days later, Zhang Yang finally possessed Miao Yuqing's virginity again.

"Ah!"

Tang Yun's jade hands gripped the seat tightly. Although her eyes were closed, the sound of the penis entering her body surged into her ears wave after wave.

What are my elder sister and Si Lang doing? It can't be… ugh! No way! My elder sister is so dignified and conservative, how could she be in the car, right in front of me, just… having sex…? Tang Yun's heart clenched. The word "having sex" subtly transformed into "having sex," and her closed eyelids and curiosity began to fight fiercely.

A quarter of an hour later, Miao Yuqing let out a desperate scream, finally startling Tang Yun awake!

As soon as Tang Yun opened his eyes, he saw a pool of fluid welling up from Miao Yuqing's private parts, flowing down Zhang Yang's penis. He couldn't help but cry out in his heart: "Heavens! Big Sister and Fourth Brother aren't even dressed... ugh...

so embarrassing! They... are too impulsive! What if Xiong Ge sees them? The city gate... why haven't we reached the city gate yet? It won't be long, just bear with it a little longer!"

On the carriage shaft, Qingyin couldn't hear a sound from inside, but a mysterious sense penetrated her heart. Her eyes flashed, and she said solemnly, "Commander Ximen, take the left road; there's murderous intent ahead."

Ximen Xiong pulled the reins, and the carriage sped off onto a side road—a dilapidated road that had witnessed battles between righteous and evil cultivators.

"Thump, thump..."

The carriage suddenly began to shake violently. Caught off guard, Miao Yuqing, with Zhang Yang's forceful upward thrust, "bang—" she was thrown to the opposite side, half her body pressing against Tang Yun.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Yang followed without hesitation, his penis gliding three feet before accurately penetrating Miao Yuqing's honeyed orifice again, followed by hundreds of deep, sweeping thrusts.

"Slap slap slap..."

The sounds of flesh colliding were like a storm. Tang Yun was initially startled, then instinctively grabbed Miao Yuqing's body.

The carriage jolted violently, Zhang Yang thrust violently, and Miao Yuqing, like a lone boat at sea, had her large breasts swinging wildly against Tang Yun's face.

"Ah...ah...ah...ya..."

Miao Yuqing pressed forward, her swollen nipples suddenly shoving into Tang Yun's wide-open mouth.

"Mmm..."

Tang Yun forcefully spat out Miao Yuqing's nipple, her entire body completely engulfed in blush. Seeing Miao Yuqing about to pounce again, she quickly turned her head, dodging the attack of Miao Yuqing's areola.

"Hoo..."

In that instant, Tang Yun's breath swept across Miao Yuqing's nipple.

In this confined space, a mature beauty lay prone in the middle of the carriage, her nephew thrusting from behind, supported by her roommate in front, her lower body filled with a penis, and her nipples enveloped by her best friend's breath.

For just a second, only that one second, when Miao Yuqing saw this scene, a flame of shame and remorse suddenly struck her moral conscience; the next instant, the perverse pleasure surged wildly into her womb, tightly gripping Zhang Yang's Nine-Turn Ice-Fire Drill!

The climax reached its peak, causing Miao Yuqing's moans to sound like cries: "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, it's...too heavy! Ah! Be gentle, I can't take it..."

"Auntie, don't you want it anymore?"

Zhang Yang straightened his body as much as possible, pulling his penis out of Miao Yuqing's honey hole, the shaft gently slapping back and forth against her plump buttocks.

"Yes...I want it! I want it..."

"Good Auntie, what do you want?"

Taking advantage of a bump in the carriage, Zhang Yang's body shifted slightly, and his penis, covered in Miao Yuqing's honey, came into Tang Yun's view.

Tang Yun had been supporting Miao Yuqing's body, and when Zhang Yang shifted slightly, she was so frightened that her whole body shrank, her hands went limp, and Miao Yuqing ended up lying on her lap.

"Fourth Brother, give it to Auntie, quickly give it to Auntie..."

The tickling extinguished Miao Yuqing's last shred of reason. For the first time in her life, she lay on this strange "bed," and for the first time, she became a wanton slut. She impatiently grabbed Zhang Yang's penis and shoved it hard into her trembling honey hole.

"Sizzle..."

Zhang Yang's penis slowly parted her rosy labia, inserting itself inch by inch.

Every swell of Miao Yuqing's private parts was clearly reflected in Tang Yun's eyes.

"Ah!"

Tang Yun covered her lips tightly, but forgot to close her eyes, shouting in her heart: Fourth Brother is inside! Right under my nose, he's inserted into my sister's wet private parts! Ah... the water flowing from my sister... dripped onto her legs!

Although Tang Yun's clothes were still intact, she could clearly feel Zhang Yang's strength, and when Miao Yuqing's spring water soaked into her inner thighs, her heart trembled, and she let out another shameful scream, thinking. My God, Fourth Brother is so strong, can my sister take it? "Won't... get... ruined by Si Lang...?" Ugh... What am I thinking! Don't think, don't think...

"Slap... slap..."

Zhang Yang was already half-kneeling in the car, his large hands kneading Miao Yuqing's plump breasts while the back of his hand quietly touched Tang Yun's body.

"Ah... ah... Si Lang, Auntie... stop, stop for a moment, ah..."

Miao Yuqing's pleading moan hadn't even finished when another wave of climax invaded her forbidden territory.

"Plop!"

With a sound, Miao Yuqing's lower body actively slammed into Zhang Yang's penis, her hands tightly gripping Tang Yun's body, causing the two women's breasts to overlap heavily, like two warring clouds.

Tang Yun subconsciously hugged Miao Yuqing's body back; she wanted to struggle and escape, but all her movements were more like rubbing her breasts against Miao Yuqing's.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Yang's eyes blazed with fury as he pressed half his body against Miao Yuqing's plump buttocks, indirectly pinning Tang Yun beneath him.

In an instant, the three of them were entangled in a passionate embrace, their lust raging unchecked in the corner of the carriage.

Tang Yun's breathing was erratic, but she gritted her teeth and forcefully pushed away Zhang Yang's hand reaching for her breasts.

"Fourth Brother, I'm different from my eldest sister. Don't go too far, or... I'll scream!"

Zhang Yang had no choice but to withdraw his hand, explaining as he pulled away, "Second Aunt, I'm sorry, I... I can't control myself. Perhaps my internal injuries haven't healed, and I've gone a little overboard."

His explanation was full of holes, but Tang Yun believed him. She turned her head to the side, her voice trembling, "In that case, just be careful, don't touch me... that's all..."

Tang Yun tried to contract her chest, but where could she escape to? Miao Yuqing continued to press against her, their four plump breasts pressed tightly together.

Zhang Yang reached out again, his fingers sinking into Miao Yuqing's breasts, but the back of his hand brushed against Tang Yun's slightly smaller nipple. Even through her clothes, the man's heat penetrated the beautiful woman's breasts.

"Uh..."

Tang Yun's shoulders slammed against the carriage again, her teeth chattering, her nipples unconsciously hardening.

Tang Yun's beautiful nipples pressed against Zhang Yang's hand, but he didn't take advantage, causing Tang Yun to swallow back the scream that was about to escape her lips. A gleam of satisfaction flashed in her eyes. Her gaze fell, and she saw the shameful object so close to her, entering and exiting Miao Yuqing's private parts.

A strange fragrance, accompanied by shyness, seeped into Tang Yun's heart. Perhaps it was habit, or perhaps it was understanding of Zhang Yang, but she was no longer so afraid. She even subconsciously glanced at the object, thinking: Ah... how strange, it seems to have gotten bigger again! The carriage continued

to wander through the city, the city gates seemingly becoming an unreachable target. The sounds of flesh colliding inside the car rose in waves, never ceasing.

"Ah—"

Miao Yuqing had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced; finally, her private parts were dry and aching.

"Auntie, just a little longer, just a little longer. I'm almost there! Almost there!"

Zhang Yang said, thrusting violently like a pile driver. At this moment, no matter how much he loved Miao Yuqing, he couldn't stop.

Miao Yuqing no longer had the strength to moan, or even to beg. She could only lie on Tang Yun's lap, letting Zhang Yang thrust fiercely at her.

Seeing the pain in Miao Yuqing's eyes, Tang Yun's heart skipped a beat. She blurted out, "Fourth Brother, don't insert it anymore! You'll hurt Eldest Sister!"

Before Zhang Yang could react, Tang Yun gritted her teeth, her face flushed crimson, and said, "Second Aunt... can... help you, please... pull it out!"

With a "pop!"

Zhang Yang pulled his penis out of Miao Yuqing's private parts, exhaling heavily, "Second Aunt, I feel so uncomfortable!"

As soon as Zhang Yang's penis was pulled out, Miao Yuqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, glancing gratefully at Tang Yun. Then, she tried to push herself up with her hands, but she didn't even have the strength to turn over.

Tang Yun also didn't have the strength to help Miao Yuqing get up, and Zhang Yang was impatient. After a slight hesitation, Tang Yun reached her hand past Miao Yuqing's eyes and nervously grasped Zhang Yang's penis.

"Uh!"

Instantly, the psychological pleasure stimulated every acupoint in Zhang Yang's body: Second Aunt had begun to move! Right in front of the eldest aunt's nose, the second aunt began to stroke her penis! And Ximen Xiong was outside the car!

So good, I want to ejaculate, I have to hold on! Zhang Yang's mind was surging within him, and as his back went numb, he glanced at Miao Yuqing's face.

Just a little more! He was just a little short of making his aunt completely open her heart! With a thought, he used the Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water Technique to suppress his semen, and Zhang Yang's features immediately contorted, looking extremely painful.

"Second Aunt, please... use a little more force, I can't come out, it's so uncomfortable!"

"Ah, okay, okay!"

Panic and embarrassment filled Tang Yun's eyes. She used both hands to clumsily grasp Zhang Yang's penis and began to stroke it earnestly.

The round head of the penis emerged from Tang Yun's hands again and again, waves of lewdness washing over her jade face, and in order to do it better, she had to open her beautiful eyes and look at the penis, her hands moving up and down incessantly.

"Ugh... Si Lang's thing is throbbing so hard! Ah... It's so hot! How can it be so hot? Oh, it's starting to get cold again!" Thinking of this, Tang Yun's legs trembled, and her private parts involuntarily clenched again, clenching extremely tightly.

Zhang Yang twisted his face while coordinating with Tang Yun's movements, slowly thrusting his penis in and out.

Unconsciously, Tang Yun's jade hands, Miao Yuqing's gaze, and Zhang Yang's penis all moved at the same frequency.

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed, moving from Miao Yuqing's nipples to Tang Yun's cheek.

Looking at Tang Yun's usually cold and beautiful lips slightly parted, panting softly, and that touch of flowing rosy red, the pleasure of conquest immediately struck Zhang Yang's heart.

Ah, damn it! It's getting more and more... I want to ejaculate! Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and held on, even the Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water Technique couldn't stop the roar of desire.

Fortunately, Tang Yun surrendered first.

"Si Lang, can you... hurry up?"

Aunt... her hands are too weak! "Aunt, what should I do? If I don't ejaculate, it will worsen my internal injuries!"

Zhang Yang took the opportunity to step back, pulling his about-to-collapse penis from Tang Yun's hand, barely managing to hold back his ejaculation.

Hesitation, difficulty, and struggle flickered in Tang Yun's eyes, and Zhang Yang then made the most lewd request in an innocent tone.

"Second Aunt, I want you. Give it to me, okay?"

"No! No way! Absolutely not!"

Tang Yun hurriedly refused, but at the same time, she felt a tingling in her pubic bone, and a surge of shameful spring water gushed out, soaking her undergarment. She thought: Heavens! Si Lang actually wants me to... have sex with him! How can that be! Xiong Ge is in the carriage, absolutely not!

"Ah, it hurts so much!"

Zhang Yang began to twist his body, and his lower body swelled up to a deep red, as if it was about to explode.

"Fourth Brother, how about... how about... I use..."

Tang Yun gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands. In this special situation, she thought of lips and tongue, but she still couldn't get past the mental hurdle.

Just as Tang Yun was in a moment of extreme difficulty, Miao Yuqing's soft jade hands rose with all her might and gratefully grabbed Tang Yun's wrist.

"Second Sister, I'll help you..."

With a gust of spring breeze, Zhang Yang was once again squeezed together with the two mature women. Zhang Yang's penis was inserted into Miao Yuqing's cleavage, while Tang Yun pushed Miao Yuqing's breasts together forcefully, making the cleavage particularly tight. With

a "plop!"

the round head of his penis entered Miao Yuqing's "nipple hole".

A trace of hesitation flashed in Miao Yuqing's eyes, then she closed her eyes in sorrow and shame, and her cherry lips opened, her soft tongue meeting his.

"I licked...I licked it!" Under Tang Yun's watchful gaze, Miao Yuqing's tongue touched Zhang Yang's glans.

"Thump!"

Instantly, all three of them felt as if struck by lightning.

Tang Yun tried to close her eyes, but they opened even wider. A shameful surge of heat suddenly exploded on her labia, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

"Mmm..."

The next instant, a wave of pleasure entered Tang Yun's heart. After a few seconds of dazedness, she came to her senses and saw that Zhang Yang's large hand was actually grabbing her nipple through her clothes.

"Si Lang, don't do this, loosen...let go..."

Zhang Yang didn't speak, nor did he pay attention to Tang Yun's moan-like coquettishness. He skillfully rubbed two fingers together, making Tang Yun's nipple tingle, and a moan escaped her lips again.

A spring breeze stirred inside the carriage, seemingly about to smash it apart.

Inside the enchanting carriage, Zhang Yang's fingers rubbed Tang Yun's nipples, while Tang Yun's hands squeezed Miao Yuqing's breasts, and Miao Yuqing's soft hands kneaded Zhang Yang's scrotum.

One minute, two minutes... ten minutes later, the man and two women suddenly cried out simultaneously, their three bodies jerking and colliding.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Yang's muffled groan filled his body, his penis throbbing wildly, forcefully leaping out from Miao Yuqing's cleavage.

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

It came out! Zhang Yang's semen shot out!

White lava roared and danced, spraying onto Miao Yuqing's legs, lower abdomen, breasts, shoulders, and cheeks, even entering her still-open mouth.

In an instant, Miao Yuqing's entire body was covered in Zhang Yang's semen, and then Zhang Yang's glans trembled, and another wave of semen shot out unbelievably.

"Ah, there's more!"

Tang Yun was secretly relieved that she was hiding behind Miao Yuqing when Zhang Yang suddenly pressed down on her, his ejaculating penis rapidly enlarging in her eyes.

It went in! Zhang Yang's penis actually went into Tang Yun's mouth! Just as Tang Yun was caught off guard, the penis was deeply inserted into her married woman's mouth.

Tang Yun immediately felt dizzy, making a few "ee-ooh" sounds, then her cheeks heaved, and "glug" sounds rang out continuously.

"Oh..."

In a joyful shout of ultimate satisfaction, Zhang Yang lay down on the carriage floor, while Miao Yuqing forced herself to sit up, giving Zhang Yang a shy, doting, and helpless look, then said worriedly, "Second sister, don't be angry, blame me if you must!"

Tang Yun slumped against the corner like a puddle of mud, her eyes lowered, her face flushed, her hands sometimes clenched tightly, sometimes trembling.

"Knock!"

A knock suddenly sounded at the door. Qingyin reported softly through the carriage door, "Master, we've left the city. Shall we continue to escort Second Madam, or change carriages here?"

Before Zhang Yang could speak, Tang Yun jumped up and said urgently, "Change carriages, change carriages here, no need to escort us."

As Tang Yun spoke, she lunged towards the carriage door, but in the instant she jumped, she felt a cool, wet, and uncomfortable sensation in her private parts.

Zhang Yang reached out and grabbed Tang Yun, who immediately stiffened, covering her chest with her hands, and said with hidden anger, "Fourth Brother, what... what else do you want to do?"

"Second Aunt, the corner of your mouth..." As

soon as Zhang Yang said this, Tang Yun's face immediately turned as red as blood again, and a drop of semen was flowing down the corner of her mouth.

Miao Yuqing glared at Zhang Yang again, then took charge, saying, "Xiaoyin, go another two li."

The carriage sped forward, and Miao Yuqing said softly, "Second sister, tidy yourself up first. If you're still angry, I'll slap myself. Sigh, it's all my fault!"

Seeing Miao Yuqing about to slap herself, Tang Yun, forgetting to wipe her mouth, quickly grabbed Miao Yuqing's arm, saying with a mixture of shame and anxiety, "Eldest sister, I don't blame you, I really don't blame you. This is... repaying Fourth Brother!"

Three feet away, the man's heart instantly fluttered with joy upon hearing this.

His aunt had completely opened her heart and was even trying her best to speak well of him; his second aunt's reaction was an unexpected surprise! With his heart ignited, Zhang Yang couldn't help but interject, "Second Aunt, I..."

"Fourth Brother, I have already repaid your kindness. If you force me any further, Second Aunt will kill herself!"

Suicide is the only weapon a weak woman can use to resist, and it is also the most effective tactic! Tang Yun's expression turned cold, and she coldly interrupted Zhang Yang.

Miao Yuqing turned to the side, coquettishly saying, "Fourth Brother, turn your back. I need to tidy up Second Sister. Also, you should put your clothes on too!"

A

cry of surprise escaped Tang Yun's lips. Only then did she realize that she had been facing the naked Zhang Yang directly.

The ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the carriage again, but the flames of passion did not ignite.

Soon, the carriage arrived at its destination.

Tang Yun changed carriages as if fleeing a disaster, and urged Ximen Xiong to speed away.

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Qingyin finally couldn't resist throwing herself into Zhang Yang's arms, whispering sweetly, "Master, I want to play in the carriage too..."

Miao Yuqing, her body burning with desire from the perfect slave girl's unintentional words, was the first to escape into the carriage.

Zhang Yang smiled wickedly, and with a command, Qingyin became the driver, while he rushed towards Miao Yuqing!

[Episode 11: One Hand Covers the Moon] Chapter 3: The Evil Artifact's Rebellion

"Kill! We must kill Zhang Xiao'er to avenge Senior Brother Giant Wolf!"

"Kill! Kill Zhang Xiao'er!"

On Heavenly Wolf Mountain, the crowd surged with murderous intent.

The corpse of True Man Giant Wolf bore a mark of humiliation on Heavenly Wolf Mountain. From Venerable Heavenly Wolf to the lowest-ranking disciples, everyone howled and roared like wolves. Only True Man Fire Wolf retained a shred of clarity, blocking the enraged Venerable Heavenly Wolf.

"Master, please don't act rashly! With Zhang Xiao'er's abilities, we absolutely cannot allow him to harm Junior Brother Giant Wolf! If we go to the mortal world again, we will surely become the target of attacks from both the righteous and evil factions."

Venerable Heavenly Wolf's white hair danced wildly in the wind as he solemnly said, "Fire Wolf, tell me, what are the suspicious points?"

"Reporting to Master, I carefully questioned Fire Thunder, who escorted Junior Brother back. According to him, someone must have joined forces with Zhang Xiao'er."

"Who dares to oppose me? Speak, who is it?"

Venerable Heavenly Wolf's feet surged with hidden power, and several disciples at the Tai Xu realm immediately retreated several steps.

"Fire Thunder didn't see any enemies, but I've found a clue on Junior Brother Giant Wolf."

Fire Wolf hesitated for a moment, but to stop Venerable Heavenly Wolf, he reported, "Junior Brother's injuries aren't anything special, but there's a red wine stain on his sleeve."

"A red wine stain?"

Venerable Heavenly Wolf's eyes flashed with brilliance. After a moment's thought, he roared to the sky, "Blood Moon, you dare kill my beloved disciple! I'll destroy your entire sect! Ao—"

Seeing one wave subside only to be followed by another surging up, True Man Fire Wolf hurriedly said, "Master, this matter still needs a detailed investigation. This disciple is willing..."

"Fire Wolf, no need to investigate!"

Venerable Heavenly Wolf waved his hand, forcefully interrupting True Man Fire Wolf's words. His eyes narrowed, his fierce light intimidating, and he said, "Regardless of whether this matter is related to Blood Moon Cave Heaven, if I don't teach that old man Blood Moon a lesson, I will be ridiculed by the world! Moreover, Blood Moon Cave Heaven opposes my Heavenly Wolf Mountain at every turn, this battle will come sooner or later!"

True Man Fire Wolf sighed inwardly. Knowing Venerable Heavenly Wolf's personality, he knew that the matter was already settled, and he could only forcefully change his thoughts and begin to formulate a strategic plan.

In the study of the new sect leader of Dust Absorbing Valley.

Huo Lei Zhenren cautiously asked, "Master, Lianhua Gongzi has repeatedly offended you and colluded with Cao Meng to oppress us. Why didn't you frame Lianhua Palace instead of Xueyue Cave Heaven?"

"Hehe..."

Xiao Linglong, dressed in the sect leader's robes, was less flirtatious than Miao Ji, but even more demonic.

"Huo Lei, don't be so short-sighted. Lianhua Palace is nothing to me!"

After a slight pause, Xiao Linglong changed the subject and asked, "Tell me, if Tianlang Mountain and Xueyue Cave Heaven are both severely damaged, who will benefit?"

"It will be Fengyu Tower and Lianhua Palace. That's what I don't understand."

"Hmph, if you want to continue following me, you'd better be smarter."

Without any visible movement from Xiao Linglong's petite body, her imposing aura suddenly filled the study, making Huo Lei Zhenren dare not even breathe loudly.

"The Wind and Rain Pavilion and the Pitying Flower Palace seem like they'll benefit, but with a little more trickery from me, they'll become the targets of Venerable Sirius and Old Ancestor Blood Moon's wrath. Hehe...that will be our chance to turn the tables!"

"Master is wise, this servant understands."

True Man Fire Thunder truly understood, and at the same time, he was drenched in cold sweat. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he wasn't Little Linglong's enemy.

Little Linglong waved her hand, and True Man Fire Thunder obediently left the study. Then, gazing at the night sky outside the window, her crescent-shaped eyes flashing with demonic light, she murmured to herself, "Fourth Young Master, will you go to Nine Suns Peak? I hope you won't disappoint me, hehe..."

Under the same moonlight, in Luoyang, the Eastern Capital.

The evil artifact that the little demoness longed for was stealthily and tiptoeing towards the Heavenly Prison.

"Hehe... Mother really did a good job this time, she really managed to transfer the Protector Elder away!"

The evil artifact rarely praised Liu Caiyi, then flew past a row of worldly soldiers and generals into the prison.

"Miss Fu, I've come to save you! Ah, Miss Fu!"

Zhang Yang quickly found Fu Yanshang, but the smile on his face turned into worry. The once-genius merchant girl sat quietly on the ground, her eyes open, but Zhang Yang could not sense any living presence.

"Zhang Silang, I'm going to kill you!" With a

"bang!"

, Feng Fei slammed into the prison bars. The gloom of the prison did not make her haggard, but rather made her radiant and even more alluring.

Zhang Yang ignored the commotion behind him and cursed without turning his head, "You wretch, get out of here."

With that, Zhang Yang swept his sleeve, and Feng Fei flew from the prison door to the wall like a human ball.

"Giggle..."

An ordinary person would surely suffer broken bones and fractures, but Feng Fei's eyes lit up and her breasts swayed as she exclaimed, "Young Master Zhang, you're so mighty! Hmm... Come on, hit me! I want you so much..."

Feng Fei kneaded her breasts with both hands, her legs tightly pressed together, her whole body writhing like a snake, her seductive and lewd aura rushing towards the evil young man.

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, suddenly recalling the scene he had spied on that day, and a dark and sadistic lust surged to his head. The seven parts allure of Feng Fei suddenly became incredibly captivating.

"Damn you, you're a born slut!"

The evil young man's lower body was already roaring with lust, but this time he did not obey his lower body's will. Instead, he shattered the prison door of Fu Yanshang's prison with a palm, picked up the pitiful girl who was like a puppet, and strode out.

How could an ordinary prison guard possibly stop Zhang Yang? Unexpectedly, a large group of people walked in at the prison gate, bumping right into Zhang Yang, who was attempting a prison break.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yang's face turned pale instantly; he never expected the emperor to come to the imperial prison.

A bad premonition arose in Zhang Yang's heart. Before he could think of a solution, several eunuchs and ministers accompanying the emperor had already shouted angrily.

"How dare you, Zhang Yang! You don't even kneel before the emperor?"

"Zhang Yang, what are you doing? Do you intend to... break him out of prison?"

"It's terrible! Zhang Yang is breaking him out of prison!"

"Guards! There's an assassin! Protect the emperor..."

In ten seconds, without uttering a single word, a group of loyal ministers had already labeled him a traitor.

Perhaps out of consideration for the Princess Protector of the Nation, or perhaps due to the Zhang family's special status, the Emperor waved his hand to stop the soldiers' actions, saying, "Fourth Prince, tell me, what are you doing here?"

"This…"

Zhang Yang was filled with many reservations. While continuing to hold Fu Yanshang tightly, he rapidly rolled his eyes and replied, "Your Majesty, I… I'm interrogating Fu Yanshang, trying to get her to confess Wang Mang's accomplices."

Emperor Ping of Han feigned a smile, about to speak, when Consort Feng's voice suddenly rang out: "Your Majesty, I'm here! Your Majesty, Zhang Yang has committed treason! He… he raped me!" With a

"click!"

, the cell door of Consort Feng's prison opened! The woman who had been alluring and seductive moments before was now disheveled, barely clothed, her breasts, half-hidden, covered in bruises.

Zhang Yang had raped Consort Feng, raped a concubine of the harem!

The shame of being cuckolded would drive even a common man to his death, let alone the ruler of a nation!

"Seize Zhang Yang! If he dares to resist, kill him without mercy!"

Emperor Ping of Han said through gritted teeth, his imperial countenance contorted with rage!

In the inner palace, in the Empress's chambers,

the Empress's expression changed, and she urgently asked, "What? Is His Majesty going to the Imperial Prison to see that vile woman, Consort Feng?"

"Your Majesty, I heard it with my own ears. His Majesty said he wanted to interrogate Consort Feng personally."

The maid who delivered the message, eager to claim credit, added a self-suggestion, her tone grave, "It seems someone whispered something in His Majesty's ear, and he immediately became anxious!

That vile woman, Consort Feng, must have come up with some excuse to deceive His Majesty." The Empress's dignified gaze instantly shifted. Those with guilty consciences always think of the worst: Oh no!

Consort Feng once deceived the Fourth Prince's trust; could that vile woman know about my affair with him? Ah, no!

"Guards! Prepare the carriage! Quickly, I'm going to the Imperial Prison! Hurry, you dog servants!"

As the Empress berated the palace servants, she pulled a bottle of poison from under her pillow, a cold glint in her eyes.

"Empress, don't worry, Consort Feng has no chance of turning the tables."

Liu Caiyi appeared unexpectedly, her jade-like hand waving gently, causing the palace maids and eunuchs to retreat outside the palace gates.

"Princess, I don't quite understand. Could you explain it more clearly?"

Upon seeing Liu Caiyi, the Empress's thoughts were particularly complex. In terms of power, prestige, wisdom, appearance, and even ethical relationships, she felt inferior to Liu Caiyi.

Liu Caiyi smiled leisurely, not exposing the Empress's affair with Zhang Yang, but abruptly saying, "Your Majesty, there's a good show that needs your help later. I'm informing you in advance so you won't panic."

"Princess, what good show?"

"The Fourth Prince will soon storm the palace; he's going to—rebel!"

Liu Caiyi always liked to act mysterious, and now her smile was even more enigmatic than usual, with a hint of wickedness.

Not far away, Yuwen Yan and Qingyin clung to Yiyuan Yunu, the two stunningly beautiful female slaves using every trick in the book to get an answer.

"Miss Meng, just tell us! Can Master get through this?"

"Fairy Meng, Yuwen Yan was wrong before, but now we're on the same side. Can you tell us how confident Fourth Young Master is in dealing with Lustful Rose?"

The two women pressed her relentlessly, blocking her path from both sides. Yiyuan Yunu could only sigh helplessly, then suddenly chuckled, "Alright, I'll tell you."

Yiyuan Yunu adjusted her embroidered shoes, a hint of amazement flashing across her exquisitely beautiful face. She said solemnly, "Lady Caiyi has already devised a complete plan. Brother Zhang will definitely be able to successfully capture the demon spirit before the full moon."

Qingyin wasn't surprised by this success and casually asked, "What if the demon spirit hasn't been captured by the full moon?"

"The Rose of Lust will reappear in the world, and Luoyang will be awash in blood!"

Liu Caiyi arrived on the wind, her subtle feminine charm wafting gently, causing layers of mist to rise from her deep, beautiful eyes. She said, "Tonight is the full moon, and Little Lamb only has three hours. He must make Consort Feng 'fall in love' with him within these three hours, or he will become the first sacrifice for the Rose of Lust to reappear in the world!"

"Three hours!"

Faced with this short deadline, the mist around the Jade Maiden of One Yuan lost its calm. Even the Illusionary Dream Heart Technique could not keep her Dao heart from being disturbed.

"Hehe... Three hours is enough!"

Qingyin blindly worshipped Zhang Yang, while Yuwen Yan's confidence was well-founded. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Fourth Young Master's 'Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water' technique is already mastered, and Consort Feng is naturally promiscuous. It will be easy for Fourth Young Master to conquer her!"

"You're talking about the former Consort Feng. Now she has no feelings for love between men and women, including physical desires."

Liu Caiyi's expression remained calm, and her words were still leisurely, but they caused the three beautiful girls' faces to change drastically at the same time. Liu Caiyi continued, "It's difficult! To make Consort Feng fall in love with Fourth Young Master with just physical pleasure is too difficult. Whether Fourth Young Master can get past this hurdle depends on his luck."

Qingyin's expression was the most anxious, but no matter how she pressed her for answers, Liu Caiyi stopped replying, only gazing at the nearly full moon in the night sky, her eyes flashing with a thoughtful light.

Inside the Heavenly Prison.

Zhang Yang caught Fu Yanshang with one arm, and after a helpless sigh, he suddenly leaped up, his ancient sword sweeping across the air.

"Ah!"

A series of screams echoed instantly, and in less than three seconds, Zhang Yang had achieved a resounding victory.

He stomped the emperor under his foot.

"You bastard! I helped you keep your throne, and you want to take my life so easily, you son of a bitch!"

Zhang Yang twisted his shoe, and the emperor screamed, vomiting blood and fainting.

"You...you...Zhang Silang, you are traitorous!"

A minister stammered, his fingers twitching as he accused Zhang Yang.

The evil artifact glared, roaring, "I, this young master, rebel today! Do you want to die with this dog emperor, or do you want me to send you to hell right now?"

"Traitor! The imperial guards will arrive immediately, along with the Protectorate Elders. They will surely...capture you."

The military general was indeed bolder than the civil official, but when it came to the powerful Protectorate Elders, his tongue went limp. Who were the Protectorate Elders? They were subordinates of the Protectorate Princess, and who was Zhang Yang? He was the Protectorate Princess's only beloved son!

"Haha..."

Zhang Yang kicked the unconscious emperor away, then puffed out his chest and said arrogantly, "Keep talking! Aren't you going to talk? If you won't, I'll talk for you!"

Zhang Yang sat leisurely on the back of a trembling eunuch, and said as if chatting casually, "There are only two forces in the city now, one is the Tie family army, and the other is the Imperial Guard. Guess how long it will take the Tie family army to take down the palace?"

"Fourth Brother, are you really going to attack the palace?"

A pair of long, beautiful legs appeared in everyone's sight. Although Tie Ruonan's curved sword gleamed with a cold light, it showed no intention of quelling the chaos. "Sister-in-law, I've beaten that dog of an emperor half to death! We have no choice but to rebel!"

"Good! I'll immediately go back and secretly mobilize troops without Father's knowledge. I guarantee we'll take the Imperial Guard camp within half an hour!"

Seeing that even General Tie's daughter had rebelled, the faces of the civil and military officials changed drastically again. Some even struggled desperately, shouting, "Zhang Yang, it's not too late to pull back from the brink! Traitors and rebels deserve to be punished by everyone! How powerful was Wang Mang, the traitor? In the end, his entire family was executed!"

"Hmm, what this gentleman says makes sense."

Zhang Yang nodded, then crossed his legs, becoming even more wicked, and said, "However, who says I'm a traitor and rebel? The Emperor was murdered by Wang Mang's remnants; I, this young master, am a great hero who saved the nation!"

"You… what do you want to do?"

"Sigh, what a bunch of old fogies and idiots! They can't even understand this!"

Zhang Yang leaned forward slightly, arrogantly looking down at the ministers who seemed like ants, and said contemptuously, "With the emperor dead, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. And since a certain concubine is pregnant with the emperor's child, this young master naturally intends to support that widow and her child, right?"

The ministers were terrified by Zhang Yang's audacity, their faces drained of color. Meanwhile, Consort Feng, hiding in a corner of the prison, suddenly lunged forward, picked up a long sword, and viciously slashed at Zhang Yang—and the ministers behind him—before shouting, "Surrender or die! You old fogies!" "To die or to surrender?"

The emperor's guards and ministers instantly knelt down, all believing Zhang Yang had colluded with Consort Feng. The spineless eunuchs were the first to tremble and beg for mercy, "Surrender! We surrender! We beg for mercy, Fourth Young Master Zhang! For mercy, Consort Feng!"

A flicker of confusion crossed the evil weapon's eyes. He casually snatched Consort Feng's weapon, cursing, "You wretch, are you scared out of your wits? When did I ever say I'd spare your life?" Consort

Feng twisted her waist, her full breasts coming into Zhang Yang's view. She said, "Young Master Zhang, I'm helping you. I happen to be carrying the emperor's child; my daughter and I are willing to serve you."

Zhang Yang's eyes bulged, and before he could speak, the chief eunuch, a master of flattery, preemptively said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations! The late Emperor has an heir, and Your Majesty has been exonerated. This is a blessing for the court and the world!"

The ears of the "loyal ministers" perked up, and they shouted in unison. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Consort Feng whispered sweetly, "Young Master Zhang, I am willing to serve you as your servant in private, and obey your every command."

"You slut, are you really that obedient?"

Zhang Yang flicked his sleeve, sweeping the civil and military officials into the cell like flies. Then, he frowned and said hesitantly, "Consort Feng, come with me. After I conquer the palace, I will consider how to deal with you!"

"Thank you for sparing my life, Master. This servant is willing to serve you like a slave, day and night! Hmm..."

Consort Feng's lips trembled with a seductive, lewd tone, while a hint of suspicion flashed quickly in the depths of her lowered eyes.

Although the Royal Poisonous Woman would never let go of the opportunity to turn her life around, such good fortune was too bizarre, making her wary. She couldn't help but wonder if this was real or fake, and what Zhang Yang really wanted. As soon as

the Evil Artifact and the Royal Poisonous Woman stepped out of the prison, the sounds of battle immediately rushed towards them.

Although the battle situation was very favorable to Zhang Yang, it was not as one-sided as he had imagined. When he arrived at the palace gate, the corpses scattered on the ground startled him greatly.

"Fourth Prince, be careful!"

Tie Ruonan rode up and suddenly shouted urgently.

Almost at the same moment, a general of the Imperial Guard jumped out from the pile of corpses.

Following behind Zhang Yang, Consort Feng watched as a sudden blade slashed towards the back of his neck, its surface glowing with spiritual energy. Her heart skipped a beat, and she cried out, "Master, watch out behind you!" The Void Shield instantly materialized, deflecting the blade. Zhang Yang spun around, his ancient sword flashing, a spray of crimson blood erupting.

Consort Feng's vision blurred; blood splattered across her face, followed by Zhang Yang's murderous roar. With a deafening

"Buzz!"

, Consort Feng's world turned blood red. The intense shock sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. When she finally regained her senses, she found herself in a familiar place—the Empress's bedchamber, the place she had always dreamed of possessing.

"Fourth...Fourth Prince, what are you doing? Why did you bring this wretched woman to my palace?"

"Your Majesty, I have already occupied Luoyang. What Wang Mang couldn't do, I have done!"

Zhang Yang's actions and tone were increasingly humble, yet the sarcasm was palpable. Before the Empress could respond, he straightened up and smiled, "Your Majesty, do you have anything to say to me now?"

The Empress's face paled, and she involuntarily stepped back, saying, "Fourth Prince, I am your aunt! Don't do anything rash! Where is your Emperor uncle?"

"Emperor uncle? When has he ever treated me like a nephew? Haha..."

Zhang Yang laughed, then casually flicked his wrist, throwing the Emperor's dragon crown to the ground, not forgetting to add a heavy kick.

"Bang!"

Pearls from the East Sea rolled all over the ground.

Seeing Zhang Yang's extremely arrogant actions, the Empress's eyes twitched, and she couldn't help but secretly doubt: Is this real or fake? Liu Caiyi said it was acting, but Si Lang didn't look like it at all!

"Si Lang, let's talk this over. Is it because of the Fu family? I'll persuade your uncle, the Emperor, to forgive the Fu family."

The Empress acted according to Liu Caiyi's script while secretly watching Zhang Yang's eyes.

A fierce glint flashed in Xie Qi's eyes, and he said coldly, "Your Majesty, you want to persuade him now? Too late! The Emperor is only half alive, howling in the Heavenly Prison. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!"

Feng Fei wiped the blood from her face and screamed, "Young Master Zhang, don't waste your breath on this vile woman! She's in cahoots with the dog Emperor. I'll kill her for you!"

Feng Fei snatched a long sword from a soldier and charged at the Empress with a shout.

The steel blade whistled, and the cold light rippled! In that instant, both Feng Fei and the Empress looked at Zhang Yang. The two royal women had the same thought in their hearts: Is all of this... real or fake?

[Episode 11: Covering the Moon with One Hand] Chapter 4: Taming the Princess

Zhang Yang moved, but not to stop her. Instead, he sat imposingly on the phoenix throne, chuckling, "Aunt, don't say I'm heartless. You and Consort Feng have a duel! Whoever wins, I'll make them Empress!"

Ah, Zhang Yang has truly rebelled! Liu Caiyi deliberately deceived me to get me to order the withdrawal of the main force of the Imperial Guards!

The Empress's face instantly changed drastically. She secretly cried out that she had fallen into a trap, and hurriedly dodged backward. With

a

clang, Consort Feng's steel blade struck the sandalwood cauldron, sparks flying, reflecting on Consort Feng's face, which revealed surprise and excitement. She had never imagined that such good fortune, a narrow escape from death, would fall upon her.

Consort Feng grinned maliciously, and involuntarily changed her opinion of Zhang Yang. In her heart, her mortal enemy suddenly became her benefactor!

"Help! Guards, protect the Empress—"

The Empress lowered her head, and the steel blade struck her hair bun.

The two royal beauties, their hair disheveled, frantically chased each other around the palace like two madmen.

A troop of imperial guards finally arrived, only to find themselves all prisoners of the Tie family army; anyone who refused to kneel and surrender would be a headless corpse.

Seeing this, the last glimmer of hope vanished from the Empress's eyes, replaced by terror.

"Fourth Prince, how could you do this? Even if you don't care about family ties, at least remember our past affection!"

"Hmph, past affection?"

Zhang Yang grabbed the steel knife from Consort Feng's hand, then glared at the Empress, saying, "As soon as the rebellion was quelled, you left me. And that's not all! Did you secretly instigate the Emperor to kill me to silence me?"

"Fourth Prince, how could your aunt do such a thing? I swear, I really didn't! I left you because I was afraid the Emperor would suspect me and implicate you!"

The Empress hid behind her phoenix throne, repeatedly swearing oaths.

Consort Feng interrupted the Empress loudly, seductively saying, "Master, I will always be loyal to you. Don't believe this vile woman. I know her; she wants to kill you to silence you."

"No! Fourth Prince, don't listen to this vile woman's nonsense! You are the son of the Princess Protector of the Nation. How could I possibly want to kill you?"

"Empress, you can fool the Master, but you can't fool me..."

"Consort Feng, you're the vile one! Fourth Prince would never be..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yang shouted, and the two once-powerful women immediately shut up.

Zhang Yang's eyes darted around, a wicked smile appearing on his cold face as he looked at the two royal beauties and said, "Only one can sit on the Empress's throne. Let's have a competition! Whoever makes me feel more comfortable wins!"

Zhang Yang leaned back on the phoenix bed, beckoning with his fingers, "Come on! Crawl over here. The more lewd your movements, the more I like it."

"Master, this servant is your little bitch, woof woof..."

Consort Feng was the first to strip naked, her bell-shaped breasts trembling, her nipples gently rubbing against the ground, while her round buttocks arched upwards, rotating as she crawled towards Zhang Yang.

Consort Feng crawled to the overturned furnace, but she didn't go around it. Her nipples, like two small hands, crawled inch by inch over the furnace. After her upper body passed over it, she spread her legs and actually sat on the furnace.

"Master, this bitch is so itchy! Woof woof... Master!"

Consort Feng's cheeks were filled with lustful light. Almost without aphrodisiacs, her lustful juices gushed from her private parts, evaporating into wisps of lewd smoke on the still-warm furnace. Not only that, she twisted her waist back and forth, rubbing the hard furnace against her shaved pubic hair vulva.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Yang's breathing was genuine, for among all the women around him, none had ever been so wanton, able to reach orgasm while embracing a furnace, making Zhang Yang's eyes gleam!

Feng Fei didn't immediately crawl towards Zhang Yang, but continued to writhe and rub against the furnace, further stimulating Zhang Yang's sadistic desires.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed between the Empress's teeth. Watching Zhang Yang gradually become attracted to Feng Fei, she finally gritted her teeth, removed her outer skirt, and slowly squatted down wearing only her undergarments.

"Fourth Prince, Aunt... can't crawl. Good nephew, can you teach Aunt? Hmm..."

The Empress wasn't unable to crawl, but rather using another seductive trick.

The breasts of the Empress were half-hidden under her undergarments, pink nipples occasionally flashing, and a few strands of pubic hair secretly slipped out from under the thin gauze between her legs.

"Uh!"

The Empress had only turned halfway around when Zhang Yang's gaze was drawn to her. He couldn't help but breathe heavily and said, "Aunt, lower, lower still, I want to see your breasts!"

The forbidden lust was particularly strong! A hint of panic flashed in Consort Feng's eyes. She tightened her legs and actually crawled towards Zhang Yang, clamping the cauldron between her legs.

"Master, do you like me like this?"

"My lord, the ground is so cold! My nipples are scratching, ah..."

Zhang Yang was satisfied! Faced with two royal beauties constantly flattering him, what man in the world wouldn't be satisfied?

A wave of lust swept through the air, and Consort Feng was the first to crawl in front of Zhang Yang; the Empress was a few seconds later and also crawled in front of Zhang Yang. Seeing that Consort Feng had taken over Zhang Yang's lower body, she had no choice but to settle for second best, her noble phoenix tongue licking back and forth on Zhang Yang's chest.

"Ugh..."

Zhang Yang's heart trembled with a tingling sensation, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he spread his hands apart, and with a "smack!"

, five stinging finger marks appeared on the buttocks of both royal women simultaneously.

The Empress cried out in pain, instinctively shrinking back; Consort Feng, on the other hand, was so weak from the beating that she cried out, "Master, this servant is so lowly, please continue the punishment. Woof woof..."

"Hehe... Consort Feng, you really are a bitch!"

Zhang Yang suddenly pushed the Empress away, picked up Consort Feng, and slapped her several more times, making her buttocks ripple and heave.

Consort Feng cried out and groaned, glancing triumphantly at the Empress out of the corner of her eye.

The Empress, clutching the bedding, hesitated for a moment before finally crawling over, her voice trembling, "Fourth Prince, your aunt... is also... despicable, please... Fourth Prince... punish me."

A gleam of surprise lit up Zhang Yang's eyes. His large hand, which had been playing with Consort Feng's body, paused abruptly. Turning his head, he saw the Empress with her back to him, her beautiful buttocks raised high, even rounder and plumper than Consort Feng's.

Compared to Consort Feng's directness, the Empress possessed a touch more allure. As she lay prone, rotating her hips, she slowly pulled at the thin veil between her legs, revealing her thick pubic hair, full labia, and rosy vulva, little by little, to Zhang Yang.

"Slap!"

Zhang Yang slapped the Empress's buttocks with one hand, while the other reached between her legs, his fingertips sliding and penetrating her vulva.

"Ah... Fourth Brother, gently... gently, don't hurt your aunt!"

The Empress trembled, her honeyed lips clamping Zhang Yang's fingers, causing Zhang Yang, who had been suppressing his desire, to finally groan.

Feeling neglected, Consort Feng sensed the situation was dire. The cunning woman knew that feigning modesty wasn't her forte, and with a quick glance, she pulled a cloth strip from under her dress.

"Master, this servant is in so much pain! Master... save this servant... ah..."

Zhang Yang turned around and his eyes widened instantly.

He saw that Consort Feng had actually bound herself up; her limbs were rolled back, her private parts were wide open, and her breasts were bound into two small mountains. Even more subtly, one end of the strip was somehow wrapped around Zhang Yang's penis.

Zhang Yang's breathing changed rapidly. Seeing this, the Empress bit her lip and hugged him from behind, but Zhang Yang pushed her away and pounced on Consort Feng. Another "slap!" rang out

, but this time it wasn't a slap; it was Zhang Yang's penis plunging into Consort Feng's vagina.

"Ah...oh..."

Zhang Yang's penis, enlarged to its maximum size, slid in completely, its force brutal and ruthless, causing Consort Feng's private parts to bleed.

The Empress's face paled, and she instinctively clenched her already wet vagina.

Consort Feng was indeed extraordinary. Though the excruciating pain contorted her features, she swayed with pleasure, her hair flying, and cried out to the heavens, "So big! Master, your penis is so big! Ah… …fuck me to death! Fuck

me to death!" The intense pleasure stimulated Consort Feng's true nature. Unconsciously, she had forgotten her role as a female slave. Zhang Yang, however, had no objection. With a roar, his penis, hard as iron and hot as fire, began to thrust wildly.

The fierce sounds of their bodies colliding seemed to possess an eerie power. Even though the Empress tried to rush in and disrupt them several times, she was always repelled by the sounds. She could only sit motionless on the edge of the bed, her lips pressed together, motionless for a long time.

"Ah… mmm…"

Consort Feng's cries of pleasure were particularly frenzied, but the tone began to drop, because with each thrust, the cloth strap wrapped around the penis tightened.

This was no ordinary cloth strap! Spring water, as if alive, flowed along the cloth strip, from Fengfei's vulva all over her body, and the strip gradually became soaked with her juices, then contracted wickedly like a snake.

Zhang Yang felt it! He quickly felt this bewitching pleasure.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Zhang Yang consciously thrust three times in succession, the strip tightening three times, and he even heard a "crack" from Fengfei's neck.

"I'm...I'm going to die! I'm...I'm going to die! Ah—"

Fengfei screamed, and as her limbs and neck deformed, her originally wide vaginal opening suddenly contracted violently, shrinking smaller and tighter...

In this "contraction," Zhang Yang experienced an unprecedented pleasure, and couldn't help but thrust even harder, his penis plunging in fiercely once more. The harder Zhang Yang thrust, the tighter the strip tightened, and the more tightly the vulva clenched...

In the cycle of desire, as Zhang Yang thrust wildly, a stimulating, lewd, and incredibly dark thought couldn't help but surface in his mind: I'm going to fuck Feng Fei to death! I'm going to fuck this woman to death! Ah... I'm going to fuck her to death! I'm going to fuck this woman to death! Haha... I can even fuck a woman to death, that's amazing!

At this moment, Zhang Yang wasn't going berserk, but he was absolutely in the same boat as that evil weapon spirit, his lewd and dark thoughts piercing into the woman's womb through his manhood.

Feng Fei, curled up into a ball of flesh, suddenly changed her eyes, and a strange tone once again burst from her lips that she shouldn't have been able to utter.

"Yes, fuck me to death! Harder... Ah, Zhang Yang... Harder... Fuck me to death! Ah... Oh... Faster! Harder! Fuck me to death! Hehe..."

"I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! Ah—"

The evil weapon youth roared, his hands gripping the fleshy mound, and slammed it down into his crotch; at the same instant, the Ice-Fire Water Dragon Drill also thrust in with all its might!

"Crack!"

Consort Feng's hands, feet, and neck snapped simultaneously; at the same instant, Zhang Yang's mind exploded with a "boom!" and

his semen erupted.

Death and climax cheered in the explosion, dancing in the imperial palace.

The evil weapon held the fleshy mound without moving for a long time, while the Empress bit her hand until it bled, completely unable to believe what she had seen, thinking: Heavens, Fourth Prince really fucked Consort Feng to death!

A dozen seconds later, the eerie ribbon began to writhe again, causing Feng Fei's body to undulate like waves. In the blink of an eye, Feng Fei stretched out her limbs seductively and came back to life in an incredibly sinister way.

"Hehe... Master, are you satisfied with my service?"

"Hmm, not bad, it's got flavor! Hehe..."

Zhang Yang was indeed satisfied; he experienced a dark pleasure he had never felt before.

"Master, can this servant kill that vile Empress for you?"

"No, Fourth Prince, don't kill me! Your aunt... will serve you too!"

The Empress's face changed drastically, she shook her hands repeatedly, then swayed her ample breasts and buttocks, crawling at Zhang Yang's feet, and said in a seductive voice, "Fourth Prince, good husband, your aunt can also... be your bitch! Come on, don't you love your aunt's back door the most?"

Consort Feng wanted to kick the Empress away, but Zhang Yang grabbed her ankle and said coldly, "Who wins and who loses, only I can decide! Now it's the Empress's turn to perform, you step aside!"

Consort Feng crawled to the side like a dog, her face showing no resentment but only flattery, and said, "Hehe... Master, play as you please! Play with that vile Empress until she's crippled! This servant believes that no one will be more loyal to you than this servant, willing to be fucked to death by Master every day!"

Consort Feng's confidence came from evil secret arts.

Upon hearing this, the Empress's plump face trembled slightly. Although she knew she couldn't do it, she still gritted her teeth and forcefully sat down. With a muffled

"plop!"

, Zhang Yang's penis was fully inserted into the Empress's buttocks. Under such a reckless action, a trickle of blood immediately stained the Empress's plump buttocks red.

Although the mother of the nation had the courage to grit her teeth and sit down, she lacked the willpower to persist. Her anus was in excruciating pain. She

screamed "Ah!" and her plump body lurched forward. Then, with a "pop!"

, the penis that had just been inserted "fell" out.

"Hehe... Empress, didn't you want to compete with me? Come on, your master's big penis is waiting for you!"

Consort Feng was overjoyed, mocking her rival who had always bullied her with the air of a victor.

Zhang Yang did not object to Consort Feng's opportunistic act. With his blood-stained lustful root erect, he half-squatted in front of the Empress, gently playing with her nipples while saying wickedly, "Aunt, are you going to come again? If you're really afraid of the pain, just admit defeat! For the sake of our past relationship, I can spare your life and keep you in the palace to serve Consort Feng!"

"No!"

The words "Consort Feng" heavily stimulated the Empress's heart. She suddenly cried out in alarm, her phoenix body surging with power, determined to fight Consort Feng to the death.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Mingzhu rushed in. Before the panicked Empress could speak, she glared at Zhang Yang and said, "You dare bully my mother! You bastard, come at me, Princess!"

"Come at you?"

Zhang Yang's gaze swept over the Empress and Mingzhu, and his tall, strong body trembled as if struck by lightning, a surge of lust instantly filling his heart.

Mother and daughter, the Empress and the Princess! Hehe… Just imagining the royal mother and daughter moaning beneath him simultaneously ignited Zhang Yang's lust, while Consort Feng's face changed drastically.

Outside the palace, Qingyin and Yuwen Yan high-fived in celebration, cheering, "Grandmother Xiu, hehe..."

Ning Zhiyun and Tie Ruonan stood side by side not far away. Compared to the determination in Ruonan's eyes, Ning Zhiyun felt a pang of guilt and sighed, "Won't our deliberate luring of the princess in harm her?"

"No, this will only dispel the princess's inner demons; it's saving her!"

Tie Ruonan exhaled, gently shaking the Taixu Jade Rope. Looking at the lingering killing intent around her, she exclaimed, "Third Aunt's plan this time is truly extravagant! I almost thought Fourth Brother was really going to rebel! Hehe..."

"Alas, there's no other way. It's difficult to gain Consort Feng's trust without this. Fourth Brother must get through this!"

In matters concerning Zhang Yang's safety, Ning Zhiyun was more resolute than Tie Ruonan in some ways. She then narrowed her beautiful eyes, her expression grave as she looked towards the palace gate.

Inside the lewd and stimulating room...

The bond between mother and daughter gave the Empress strength. She leaped to Mingzhu's side, shielding her with her arm, and cried out urgently, "Mingzhu, run! Run! Fourth Prince is about to rebel!"

"Mother, I know! That's why I came to save you!"

Mingzhu's eyes reddened, tears welling up, and she choked out, "I heard Tie Ruonan and the others talking! They want to harm you! I'm useless, I can't do anything else, but I can help you deal with Consort Feng!"

"Mingzhu, you..."

Faced with Mingzhu's sudden maturity, the Empress couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. When she tasted salt in her mouth, she reached out and touched her face, finding it streaked with tears.

"Mingzhu, your mother doesn't need your help! Be good, wait for your mother outside, she'll be out safely soon."

"Mother, don't lie to your daughter! I'm not a child anymore, and..."

Mingzhu's eyes became misty, her gaze shifting before she glared fiercely at Zhang Yang, shouting angrily, "Besides, he's already violated me, one more time won't make a difference."

Before she finished speaking, Mingzhu had already rushed towards Zhang Yang, displaying a heroic spirit of righteous indignation, willing to go through fire and water.

"Daughter, don't go!"

The Empress couldn't hold Mingzhu back, so she quickened her pace, trying to grab Zhang Yang's arms before Mingzhu could, resulting in both mother and daughter falling into his clutches at the same time.

Seeing the royal mother and daughter vying for Zhang Yang's affections, Consort Feng's face contorted with tension. Suddenly, her eyes darted around, and she lunged at the Empress from the side, only to be struck on an acupoint by Zhang Yang's finger.

Zhang Yang lay down on the bed, letting the Empress and Mingzhu vie for his manhood.

On the bed, the mature woman was naturally more skilled than the young girl. The Empress quickly grasped Zhang Yang's large penis, while Mingzhu, not to be outdone, grabbed his scrotum.

The mother and daughter's four hands moved simultaneously. Although Zhang Yang found it stimulating, the physical sensations were rather unpleasant, as this beautiful mother-daughter duo were completely abusing him, lacking any skill whatsoever!

Zhang Yang let out a dissatisfied groan. Mingzhu cleverly released her grip and quickly removed her clothes. However, when Mingzhu was completely naked, her mother was already straddling Zhang Yang's waist and lowering herself.

"Oh…"

In an instant, the Empress felt a blur before her eyes; besides the exhilarating pleasure, she knew nothing more!

The woman, the mother of the nation, moved wildly on top of Zhang Yang like a prostitute.

Mingzhu's gaze froze, startled by the Empress's moan. A strange thought forced its way into her mind: Ah, how could Mother be so reluctant? She's not trying to save me, she's just unwilling to give up my cousin...

to me!

"Hehe..."

Zhang Yang chuckled inwardly. He deliberately activated the Ice and Fire Water Dragon Drill at the first moment, instantly igniting the Empress's lust and making her completely lose herself!

At this moment, Mingzhu's body stiffened. Just as she didn't know whether to escape or continue, Zhang Yang pulled her into his arms.

"Slap slap..."

His wicked waist thrust upward, causing the Empress's breasts to bounce back and forth. His large hand then explored between Mingzhu's legs, playing with her tender pink vulva.

Mingzhu's struggle lasted only a moment. Her delicate body went limp, and she finally understood the Empress's predicament, thinking: Hmm...

Zhang Yang is so wicked, Mother can't help but cry out! She already wanted to scream just from his finger being inserted, so her mother must have been unable to resist! Ah…

Mingzhu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a scream. It turned out that Zhang Yang's skillful thrust had caused the Empress to fall onto her. She instinctively hugged the Empress, but before she could react, the Empress lost control and kissed her.

"Ah… um…"

A strange current exploded in Mingzhu's heart. The moment the Empress mistook her for Zhang Yang and kissed her passionately, her girlish heart suddenly throbbed with two forbidden pleasures she had never experienced before, surging into every orifice of her body. She couldn't help but cry out in her heart: Heaven… Heaven! I'm… passionately kissing my mother? Zhang Yang could

feel the Empress and her daughter's private parts contracting violently at the same time. His gaze jumped, and he quickly scanned back and forth between the mother and daughter's genitals.

The softness of a mature woman, the tenderness of a young girl, the forbidden nature of mother and daughter. Uh… the shape of their labia is so similar, both round and short. They really are mother and daughter! With a thought, Zhang Yang's penis began to thrust violently.

After dozens, even hundreds, of thrusts, the scene changed.

Mingzhu lay on the bed, Zhang Yang's enormous member swelling her pink petals, while the Empress lay on top of Mingzhu, passionately kissing Zhang Yang while enjoying Mingzhu's sucking on her labia.

"Sizzle..."

Mingzhu finally sensed the Empress's "helplessness." She hadn't wanted to kiss the Empress's genitals, but Zhang Yang's massive member penetrating deep into her uterus was like a thunderbolt, sending her into a frenzy. Instinctively, she opened her mouth wide, sucking in the semen Zhang Yang had left inside the Empress.

A frenzied pleasure exploded among the three of them. Zhang Yang didn't need to pretend; he was already emitting intoxicated and ecstatic moans.

Meanwhile, Consort Feng's face paled again. Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the window, and a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, which she immediately and carefully concealed, thinking, "It's out! The moon is about to rise!"

Hehe…

[Episode 11: Covering the Moon with One Hand] Chapter 5: Covering the Moon with One Hand

The moonlight moved leisurely, gradually approaching its zenith.

Although Zhang Yang's penis sensed the moonlight, he was completely absorbed in the unique stimulation of the royal mother and daughter, oblivious to Consort Feng.

Zhang Yang's hands moved, and Mingzhu and the Empress embraced each other, rolling around on the bed. Their legs intertwined, their honeyed orifices instinctively rubbing against each other. Zhang Yang chased after them, from the bed to the floor, and no matter how the Empress and Mingzhu rolled, his penis never missed its target. With a

"whoosh!"

, Zhang Yang's penis slid into the mother's plump flower path; the next instant, with a "plop!"

, the daughter's jade gate swelled.

The moon rose higher and higher, and the dark light in Consort Feng's eyes grew brighter and brighter, but Zhang Yang continued to toy with the royal mother and daughter.

Zhang Yang stood proudly, his penis springing upwards, and the Empress and Mingzhu automatically crawled over, their red lips simultaneously licking Zhang Yang's penis.

Outside the palace,

Qingyin and the other three women nervously watched the night sky, but no matter how bright the moonlight was, it could not erase the gloom that gradually appeared in their eyes. They all thought: Oh no! The time is almost up, why hasn't Fourth Brother succeeded yet?

Inside the residence of the Princess Protector of the Nation, Liu Caiyi was also looking up at the bright moon.

Yi Yuan Jade Maiden appeared beside Liu Caiyi, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, her melodious voice carrying a hint of murderous intent: "Madam Caiyi, it seems Brother Zhang's actions are not going smoothly. Lingmeng suggests a radical solution."

Liu Caiyi shook her head and chuckled: "That's just a last resort. Without Fu Yanshang, the demon spirit will find a second or third host."

Lingmeng looked at the rising full moon, a thoughtful expression appearing on her oval face. After a few seconds of contemplation, a flash of inspiration appeared in her eyes, and she looked up at the sky, exclaiming: "Madam's plan is brilliant! Even in ten years, Lingmeng will not reach Madam's level!"

"Meng girl, you are indeed smarter than my maids. If I had known, I would have snatched you away from Old Man Yi Yuan back then."

A hint of regret was in Liu Caiyi's words, as if snatching someone from True Lord Yi Yuan was just a trivial matter.

"Madam is joking! Lingmeng is just a minor cultivator; Brother Zhang's future achievements will surely far surpass mine."

The Jade Maiden smoothly deflected Liu Caiyi's teasing, then widened her beautiful eyes, gazing expectantly at the full moon in the night sky.

Inside the Empress's bedchamber, the revelry had reached its climax.

"Empress Aunt, I'm going to cum... Ah! I'm going to cum!"

Zhang Yang's voice pierced the Empress's ears, while his penis thrust violently into Mingzhu's private parts.

"Ahhh... I'm going to die! You brat, you... you're going to kill... this princess!"

Mingzhu's body arched again and again, her screams rising higher and higher! Amidst these shameful cries, and under the Empress's frenzied kisses, Mingzhu's heart trembled, and her heartache miraculously vanished!

Zhang Yang forcefully thrust his finger into the Empress's rear, wickedly saying, "Aunt, dear Aunt, I'll ejaculate inside my cousin, so she can give you a grandson, okay?"

"No, Fourth Brother, hold on, please don't!"

"Okay, okay, Fourth Brother Cousin, I want... ah... I want to be pregnant with your child!"

The Empress protested, but Mingzhu's vaginal canal gripped Zhang Yang's penis tightly, eager to extract his semen.

"My cousin is so good, haha..."

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, suppressing his impending ejaculation. He then spread the Empress's legs, pointed to her labia, and said, "Cousin, look, what's flowing from Aunt's vagina is my semen. She'll definitely get pregnant with my child, hehe... Don't you want another little sister?"

"Mmm..."

In an instant, the Empress and her daughter's hearts shrank. Under the forbidden stimulation, their vaginas swelled simultaneously, and their juices gushed out, hitting Zhang Yang's glans and fingertips.

Zhang Yang's teeth clenched, and his penis began its final roar.

"No, Fourth Prince, don't shoot inside!"

The Empress, imagining the scene of both mother and daughter pregnant with Zhang Yang's child, instinctively hugged Zhang Yang's body, trying to pull his penis out, and cried out urgently, "Fourth Prince, good husband, shoot inside your aunt! Your aunt is willing to be shot by you, as much as

you want!" "Ugh, Mother, I want it! Don't take it away! I want it... Fourth Prince... shoot inside! Ah... Oh... It's so hot!"

As she spoke, Mingzhu's hands also embraced Zhang Yang.

The mother and daughter, both lost in the throes of desire, frantically fought over the man and his semen!

Seeing this, Consort Feng couldn't help but swallow hard, her desire and jealousy burning fiercely at this forbidden scene: Shameless, vile Empress! Ugh... If only I had a daughter too!

"Ugh—"

A low, rapid roar finally broke through Zhang Yang's teeth, and his semen shot into Mingzhu's flower path. Mingzhu's flat abdomen swelled rapidly. After the earth-shattering pleasure, Mingzhu lay on the bed panting heavily. The Empress stood up, holding a bottle of poison, and rushed towards Consort Feng with murderous intent.

"You wretch, I'm going to turn you into a pool of poison!"

"Stop!"

A gust of wind swept through the air, blowing the Empress back to the bed. Zhang Yang stood proudly in the center of the bedchamber, coldly saying, "Did I say who won and who lost?"

"Fourth Prince, weren't you very happy just now?"

The Empress's face changed drastically. Looking at Zhang Yang's body, she suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Consort Feng's previously terrified gaze changed. How could she let such an opportunity slip by? "Master," the woman cried, "I am willing to bear your child, and I will train her from a young age to be your forever possession."

Zhang Yang waved his hand, silencing the three women's chatter, and then commented in a professional tone, "Hmm, Consort Feng's service is indeed very enjoyable. I have never experienced such a destructive pleasure. However..."

Zhang Yang paused, and Consort Feng's face turned pale rapidly, while the Empress and Mingzhu beamed with joy.

"However, the Empress and Princess's service excites me even more. Consort Feng, you are still honorable in defeat, after all, one hole can't beat two holes, hehe..."

Before the lewd laughter subsided, the ancient magic sword appeared out of thin air in Zhang Yang's hand. The sword light flickered in the air, startling Consort Feng so much that her vision went black.

The sword was already at her head, the moonlight was just a little bit short, and despair instantly filled Consort Feng's heart.

Just as Consort Feng was about to faint, the sword light suddenly veered, and with a loud "boom!"

, a large hole appeared in the roof. The Empress and Mingzhu screamed as they flew out through the hole.

"Ah!"

The blood of the Empress and her daughter splattered down. Consort Feng stared blankly at the blood mist floating before her eyes, unable to come to her senses for a long time. She subconsciously murmured to herself, "Why...why did this happen?" "

Consort Feng, don't you want to live?"

Zhang Yang wiped the bloodstains from the sword and even tasted the blood, as if the evil spirit of the weapon had returned to his body.

"Yes! I want to!"

Consort Feng's naked body trembled, instantly regaining her senses. She knelt forcefully at Zhang Yang's feet, repeatedly saying, "Master, this servant wants to live, wants to live!"

With a flick of his evil hand, Illusionary Smoke flew back into the spiritual energy space. Then he sighed, "Actually, I'm very reluctant to part with the Empress and her daughter. They're a pair of beautiful mother and daughter! Alas, it's a pity the Empress wields considerable power; she definitely won't obey."

Consort Feng immediately understood, overjoyed, and said, "Master, don't worry, this servant will definitely listen to you in everything!"

"Hmm, I believe you will listen to me."

Zhang Yang leaned forward slightly, pinching Consort Feng's chin. His gaze hardened, overflowing with desire, and he said, "My darling, as long as you cooperate well, I will not only make you Empress, but also make you Empress—the first Empress of all time!"

"An Empress? Ah!"

Every acupoint in Feng Fei's body seemed to open up in that instant. The allure of "the Empress of a Thousand Ages" struck the deepest part of her heart; before this, she had never dreamed of such a thing.

Heavens, an Empress, an Empress unlike any seen in history—an Empress! In an instant, Feng Fei's heart changed. Under this unprecedented impact, a warm current suddenly filled her heart...

"Yes, I will make you an Empress, let you hold the power of the world, let you sit on the throne, let you command the people!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yang's gaze focused, piercing Feng Fei's heart as if it were a tangible object. And as tears welled up in Feng Fei's eyes, he suddenly asked, "Feng Fei, am I good to you?"

"Yes, Master is especially good to me!"

An unprecedented feeling of emotion swirled in Feng Fei's heart, making her address completely from the bottom of her heart.

"Then—do you love me?"

Zhang Yang picked up Feng Fei, and while teasing her heartstrings, his large hand also caressed her labia.

"I...I...love..."

Tears streamed from Consort Feng's eyes. She desperately wanted to please Zhang Yang, but the unfamiliar sensation made her lips tremble. After stammering for a moment, she gritted her teeth and finally regained her composure, loudly proclaiming, "Master, this servant loves..."

Suddenly, Consort Feng's cry abruptly stopped, her first words of love instantly turning into a grating, eerie laugh.

"Heh heh...Zhang Xiao'er, you want Consort Feng to fall in love with you? Too late!" With a

"whoosh!"

, a cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, followed by moonlight streaming down from the hole, illuminating the lustful rose standing atop the mist.

The moon finally rose high in the sky, and the most yin moment of the year had arrived!

Consort Feng's "love" was a second too late, causing all the beauties outside the bedchamber to pale in shock, even Ning Zhiyun rushed towards the gate.

Ning Jing Shuang Yue was also at a loss, but Yi Yuan Yunu, at this most critical moment, calmed down. Her flying sword flashed, and she said in a deep voice, "Madam, we still have one last chance! Please allow us!"

"Meng Yatou, the game is over. Hehe..."

Liu Caiyi flicked her sleeve lightly, but although she was clearly standing in front of Yi Yuan Yunu, Yi Yuan Yunu suddenly couldn't sense her presence, only hearing Liu Caiyi's mysterious laughter.

Inside the Empress's bedchamber.

Zhang Yang was defeated, utterly and completely! Although the bronze sword roared with the True Fire of the Void, he was instantly killed by the Lustful Rose.

"Zhang brat, I will turn you into a true magic weapon! Hehe..."

As one of the Four Flower Kings, the Lustful Rose was indeed several times stronger than all the previous demon spirits. She pounced on Zhang Yang, riding on black smoke, her first move a ruthless attack, intending to dissolve Zhang Yang's primordial spirit and give the evil weapon no chance to recover.

Almost simultaneously, the black mist beneath the demon spirit's feet rippled in all directions, and the four women of Qingyin flew back with muffled groans.

The demon spirit's hand grasped the head of the evil weapon, but suddenly the deadly hand withdrew. The Lustful Rose's mouth uttered the voice of the Phoenix Consort: "Don't kill him! I want to be Empress! I want to be Empress!" The roar abruptly stopped, and another voice burst from the same mouth, exclaiming, "Phoenix Consort, you haven't disappeared yet? How could this be? Ah, the moon!"

The demon spirit's head tilted upwards, and then its eyes rapidly contracted. Two moons appeared in the sky, one gradually disappearing while the other slowly moved towards its zenith.

The demon spirit had fallen for their trap! Deceived by the fake moon, it not only failed to completely devour Feng Fei's spirit but was also trapped within her body.

"Illusory Moon Technique! Liu Caiyi, you damned bitch!"

the demon spirit cried out in fury. Zhang Yang blinked, a smug smile spreading across his face.

Zhang Yang's spirits lifted, and he shouted, "Feng Fei, the demon spirit wants to devour you! Drive her out, and you can become Empress!"

In the same instant, the bronze sword flew back into Zhang Yang's hand, its thrust unstoppable, radiating brilliant light.

"Empress! I want to be Empress! Get out! Get out!"

Feng Fei, true to her word, resolutely betrayed Lustful Rose, her "love" for Zhang Yang driving her to frantically grasp at his other hand.

Although the demon spirit was furious, she couldn't regain control of the same body for the time being. Seeing Zhang Yang's flying sword coming, she could only retaliate with her "gaze."

A metallic clang rang out as the sword struck an invisible iron plate. Although it failed to pierce the demon spirit's protective shield, Zhang Yang was overjoyed, his blood boiling, compared to the previous instant kill.

"Slashing Sword Stance—"

With a loud shout, the second of the three great moves of the Ancient Clan slashed down diagonally. But at this moment, Feng Fei's primordial spirit interfered with Lust Rose's "gaze." The

flying sword was stained with blood at lightning speed. Just as the blade was about to cleave the demon spirit's body in two, the demon spirit let out a roar. She suddenly spun around, her waist rolling in circles on the blade.

The shattered space changed again. The power of the demon spirit's rotation actually shook the ancient bronze sword away. Then she kicked the bronze hilt. With a

"whoosh!"

, the ancient flying sword was kicked away! With a thought, the demon spirit, its eyes glowing red, conjured a black mist that formed an impenetrable wall between the bronze sword and the evil weapon.

"Sword-Piercing Stance One!" Zhang Yang, though swordless, roared with undiminished fervor, charging at the demon spirit for the third time.

Lustful Rose, her energy depleted by the repeated outbursts and the binding of her primordial spirit by Phoenix Consort, saw Zhang Yang charging at her unarmed. Besides panic, confusion lingered in her eyes; she couldn't believe Zhang Yang had reached the realm of transforming emptiness into sword.

In an instant, Zhang Yang embraced the demon spirit's body. He couldn't truly transform air into an ancient flying sword, but he still possessed a sword—a man's innate treasure. With

a muffled "Pfft!", the Nine-Turn Ice-Fire Drill and the Sword-Piercing Stance merged seamlessly. The supreme sword technique first pierced the demon spirit's protective barrier, then his erect penis plunged into the demon spirit's cunt.

"Ah...ah! Ah..."

Zhang Yang began to thrust violently. Before he had even inserted himself ten times, Feng Fei was already letting out wanton moans, followed by even more frenzied screams: "Ah...harder! Flying, flying! Ah...oh...I'm flying! Harder! Harder!"

The name "Lustful Rose" was well-deserved; the moment the pleasure of carnal desire washed over her, she embraced Zhang Yang, her lower body slamming against him violently.

"Slap slap slap..."

The sounds of flesh colliding echoed like muffled thunder. While fully activating the "Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water" technique, Zhang Yang attacked Feng Fei's mind, saying, "Feng Fei, scream! Scream hard! You will soon become Empress!"

Feng Fei quickly became intoxicated by lust and fantasy.

Before the demon spirit could recover from the first wave of impact, Zhang Yang's fingertips trembled, and he thrust deeply into her rear.

"Lustful Rose, how long has it been since you made love? Do you still remember what semen tastes like?"

"Ah...I...I remember! Oh..."

"Do you want me to fuck you every day? To fuck you like this every day? Say it!"

Zhang Yang grabbed Feng Fei's buttocks with his five fingers, frantically making her slam into his penis!

"Yes, I want it! I want to be fucked every day! Oh—"

The violent, sadistic lust burned the night sky red, Feng Fei and the demon spirit simultaneously reached the peak of climax, then the black mist dissipated, and the ending was obvious. With a

"bang!"

, Feng Fei fell to the ground, unconscious; Zhang Yang stood in mid-air, his eyes slightly closed, immersed in triumph and joy.

"Fourth Brother!"

Tie Ruonan and Ning Zhiyun rushed in from the main gate, the two beautiful sisters-in-law hugging Zhang Yang's naked body on either side.

"Master, hehe...you succeeded!"

Qingyin and Yuwen Yan leaped down from the large hole in the roof, the two stunningly beautiful female slaves each carrying the Empress and Mingzhu. Although the royal mother and daughter were still unconscious, they were unharmed.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, his eyelids twitching slightly, his gaze instantly illuminating the space.

Improved! Zhang Yang's spiritual power had improved once again! After absorbing the spiritual energy of the Lustful Rose, he wished he could immediately summon several giant wolves to fight them to his heart's content.

Outside the palace, under the moonlight.

Liu Caiyi strolled leisurely, her clothes fluttering. At this moment, she had stolen the ethereal grace of the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, and gently asked, "Meng girl, can you feel it?" The Jade

Maiden of One Yuan was free of any ethereal aura, and her naturally flowing hair added a touch of liveliness. She chuckled, "I can feel it. Brother Zhang is very powerful now. He is—the complete form of the Evil Artifact!" The most

intelligent and beautiful woman in the world slightly swayed her sleeves, her "one-handed control of the sky" action so perfect, yet she let out a helpless and heavy sigh.

"Sigh, I didn't want to force Silang like this either. Who wants their son to face danger?"

A sigh drifted through the night sky. Liu Caiyi's genuine emotions were fleeting. She straightened up, her femininity vanishing instantly, and then she commanded in a low voice, "Ningyue, Jingyue, pass on the message: the operation is over! Remember, erase the Emperor and the others' memories."

Two identical beautiful girls responded with different tones, then flew towards the Heavenly Prison, bringing this spirit-capturing operation to a perfect close.

Beyond the mortal world, in the land of cultivation.

A blood arrow shot into the sky, staining the floating clouds crimson. Then, with

a "bang!", the blood-stained cloud was smashed into a sky full of blood blossoms by the lifeless corpse.

"Kill! Destroy Blood Moon Cave Heaven, leave not a blade of grass!"

The Heavenly Wolf Venerable sat high atop a wolf-headed chariot carried by dozens of disciples, with Fire Wolf True Man standing beside him, constantly waving command flags.

The Heavenly Wolf Mountain forces suddenly attacked. Although Blood Moon Cave Heaven also boasted numerous experts, they were caught off guard, and the eight outer peaks were successively captured by Heavenly Wolf Mountain, with no fewer than a thousand disciples killed or wounded.

The Heavenly Wolf Mountain forces, having poured out their entire force, surrounded Blood Spring Reflecting Moon Peak—the foundation of Blood Moon Cave Heaven!

"Fire Wolf, relay my command! Whoever is the first to reach the summit will be granted Blood Spring Lake!"

Blood Spring Lake was one of the few rare and precious treasures in the cultivation world. With such a generous reward, even Evil Wolf True Man and Lone Wolf True Man's eyes gleamed, let alone the ordinary disciples.

Instantly, the Heavenly Wolf Mountain's military might became even more powerful and domineering. Evil Wolf True Man and Lone Wolf True Man charged forward side by side, their wolf-headed spears whistling through the air, leaving behind a trail of corpses and severed limbs.

At the summit of Blood Moon Peak, the Blood Moon Jade Maiden's wheat-colored skin flushed red with rage. Raising an eyebrow, her lithe body leaped into the air like a female leopard.

"Qiong Niang, you've just endured a series of battles; your strength hasn't recovered. Do

n't act impulsively." The Blood Moon Ancestor flicked his sleeves, and though the void remained unchanged, the Blood Moon Jade Maiden was forcibly pulled back.

His words paused slightly, then the Blood Moon Ancestor's eyes flashed with a chilling light, and killing intent burst from between his teeth: "I'm going to meet that old wolf, you all prepare for a decisive battle!"

[Episode 11: One Hand Covers the Moon] Chapter 6: A Single Axe Spans the Sky

The Evil Wolf True Man and the Lone Wolf True Man were locked in a fierce battle when a sudden gust of wind descended from the sky. Within the wind, two blood-red moons appeared.

These moons, conjured by spiritual energy, rapidly enlarged, crashing down upon the heads of the Evil Wolf True Man and the Lone Wolf Zhang Ren as if the sky itself were collapsing. But instead of being alarmed, they were delighted, both letting out arrogant wolf howls as they simultaneously met the attack with their wolf-headed maces.

"Boom!"

Two deafening roars merged into a thunderclap! The crimson moon crashed down on the hillside, flattening half of the mountainside, while two Taixu masters from Tianlang Mountain were sent flying back a hundred feet, their wolf teeth stained with blood.

In a single move, just one move, the two Taixu masters were wounded and defeated.

Taixu masters were indeed as unfathomable as the legends suggested, completely beyond human common sense.

"Hiss!"

A cold breath rushed in, and the pack of wolves couldn't help but howl, their expressions changing drastically.

"Ancestor is mighty! Blood Moon will surely win!"

With Tianlang Mountain weakened, Blood Moon Cave Heaven's momentum naturally rose. A disciple with a broken leg even leaped up and pierced his opponent's chest with a sword.

"Awooo—"

The most powerful wolf howl appeared! Tianlang Venerable arrived through the air, standing facing off against Blood Moon Ancestor.

"Blood Moon, if you want to preserve your sect, kneel before me!"

"Sky Wolf, do you have the ability?"

Blood Moon Ancestor, surrounded by red light, retorted sharply, "Your Sky Wolf Mountain has always bullied others with your power. As long as I drag you down to the Yellow Springs with me, other sects will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate and raze your wolf den to the ground! Hahaha..."

Hatred can always obliterate reason. Sky Wolf Venerable came with hatred, while Blood Moon Ancestor, for revenge, only wanted to perish together with Sky Wolf Venerable! With a

"whoosh!"

, the red light swirling around his body suddenly concentrated on Blood Moon Ancestor's hands. Although the flames were much smaller than before, they turned the entire Blood Moon Peak red.

Sky Wolf Venerable's mane flew wildly, his eyes sharp, and he said, "Old Blood Moon, you're ruthless! You even used the 'Primordial Fire'! Fine, I'll play with you and see who's more ruthless!"

A muffled thunder rumbled, and the sky and earth trembled simultaneously! The two evil sect masters were locked in a life-or-death duel. Before their powers even clashed, the sky had already turned gray, while the earth was bathed in red light.

The Heavenly Wolf Venerable's palm seemed to tear at the sky, while the Blood Moon Ancestor's palm seemed to be pulling at the earth! In a daze, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth was about to split open. But just as the two evil sect masters were about to be mutually injured, an axe appeared—a palm-sized axe made of wood!

The wooden axe swept across, neither elegant nor powerful, just like a woodcutter chopping down dead wood.

"Whoosh..."

The wooden axe struck between heaven and earth, creating a wisp of wind. Where the wind blew, a group of Great Void and Supreme Void cultivators were lifted up like leaves, then all of them drifted back and forth in mid-air like rootless feathers, unable to go up or down; the next instant, the wooden axe gently chopped again, and the two evil sect masters each retreated ten feet.

"Six Paths!"

The Heavenly Wolf Venerable's eyes burned with fury, but his voice suddenly dropped. As the King of Ten Thousand Wolves lowered his head, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Although the Blood Moon Ancestor had been spared injury, his feet were deeply embedded in the rock beneath him. His expression brightened, and he bowed, saying, "Blood Moon greets the Holy Lord, please uphold justice for Blood Moon Cave Heaven!"

The Heavenly Wolf Venerable gritted his teeth, staring at Six Paths, and unusually spoke of reason: "Six Paths, it is only right for me to avenge my disciple. What is the reason for your interference?"

Six Paths raised his hand, and the wooden axe flew back into his grasp. The moment the number one figure of the Evil Sect landed, the disciples of both sects regained their freedom.

"Tianlang, do you really think your disciple's death is related to Blood Moon Cave Heaven?"

Before Tianlang Venerable could respond, Liudao's ancient face relaxed, and the rough woodcutter instantly transformed into a majestic figure, as imposing as a mountain. He said, "I guarantee with my humble name that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Blood Moon Cave Heaven." Upon hearing Liudao

's words, most of the people on Tianlang Mountain immediately believed him.

Although Tianlang Venerable was unconvinced, he had no choice but to go along with it, saying, "Very well, since you vouch for me, I will immediately withdraw my troops back to the mountain and investigate the true culprit separately."

"Brother Tianlang, please wait. Liudao has something else to discuss with the six sect leaders."

Tianlang Venerable and Blood Moon Ancestor were taken aback upon hearing this. Watching Liudao's back as he slowly walked towards the mountaintop, the two couldn't help but exchange a glance.

Just moments before, Tianlang Venerable and Blood Moon Ancestor had been fighting to the death; now, they walked side by side behind Liudao, their eyes reflecting similar worries.

The sounds of battle subsided, but the stench of blood lingered! Several more guests arrived on their swords, instantly making Blood Moon Cave the focus of all cultivators. The

Lord of Wind and Rain Pavilion, Young Master Lianhua, and the little Linglong, who sat at the end of the table, all came to Blood Moon Cave. Although the Seven Star Palace Master, Leng Die, did not appear, she sent Elder Han Shuang as her representative.

A day later, the entire cultivation world was suddenly shaken. The Six Paths of the Evil Sect were overjoyed, especially the younger generation, who were filled with excitement.

It turned out that the Six Paths Saint Lord, in order to quell the internal strife of the six major sects, was preparing to formally establish the Six Paths Alliance. The leader of this alliance would not be himself, nor the sect leaders of the six major sects—whoever could win the title of the number one expert among the younger generation at the World Cultivation Conference would not only be able to become the disciple of the Six Paths Saint Lord, but would also ascend to the throne of the alliance leader, unifying the evil sects with the full support of the Six Paths!

With the Six Paths of the Evil Sect so excited, the Ten Mountains of the Righteous Path naturally felt increased pressure.

Several sect leaders flew towards Mount Yiyuan, but True Monarch Yiyuan showed little reaction, simply saying, "Respond to all changes with constancy! Those of the evil sects are inherently selfish; this alliance cannot last."

"Ah!"

The news reached the mortal world, and Zhang Yang exclaimed in surprise. His thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but chuckle, "What if the number one expert is taken by a righteous disciple? Could they unify the evil sects? Hehe... Did the Six Paths get their heads caught in a door?"

"Brother Zhang, don't worry too much. The evil sects never act according to common sense; otherwise, they wouldn't be called 'evil'!"

The Jade Maiden of One Yuan appeared gracefully in the secret array. After explaining, she softly asked, "Brother Zhang, you've rested for many days. Can

you set off now?" Faced with the Jade Maiden of One Yuan's captivating gaze, Zhang Yang actually showed an expression of wanting to escape. He abruptly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh dear, the princess's health hasn't fully recovered yet. Sister Zhiyun, could you please look after Lingmeng? I'll go treat the princess first."

Zhang Yang laughed it off as he turned to run away.

"Little lamb, where are you going to play?"

Outside the secret array door, Liu Caiyi blinked her maternal eyes, making the evil artifact boy's hair stand on end. She then smiled gently, "I have already healed Mingzhu's primordial spirit for you. The Empress and Consort Feng have also reached a consensus that while the Emperor is unconscious, they will jointly rule from behind the curtain."

"This..."

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yang's forehead, and an idea immediately popped into his head. He forced a smile and said, "Mother, Father and Uncle still misunderstand me, your child..."

"I have explained it to you. They all know you have your reasons. Your aunt is physically and mentally exhausted and needs to go to Yinzhou to recuperate for a while. Yuanling will return to the Marquis's mansion to take charge of internal affairs."

Liu Caiyi walked forward gracefully, while Zhang Yang, with a bitter face, involuntarily retreated step by step.

Before Zhang Yang could come up with a new excuse, Liu Caiyi continued to "help," saying, "Also, Zhiyun, Ruonan, and Yuwen Yan all need to return to Yinzhou to rest and recuperate. I won't let you worry; the Flying Cloud Iron Cavalry will protect the Zhang family."

She paused slightly, forcing Zhang Yang back into the secret formation. She smiled leisurely and teased, "My son, haven't I considered everything for you?"

"Well thought out, Mother is truly a...good mother!"

Tears were already streaming down Zhang Yang's face as he cried out inwardly: So cruel! Except for Xiaoyin, Mother has sent all the women around me back to our hometown! "Whoosh..."

The Jade Maiden appeared behind Zhang Yang, blocking his attempt to slack off alongside Liu Caiyi. She then bowed to Liu Caiyi across Zhang Yang, suppressing a laugh as she asked, "Madam, the Cultivation Conference is about to begin. When shall we depart for Nine Suns Peak?"

"We'll set off today, but first we need to reorganize the Evil Artifact Team."

"Ah!"

Zhang Yang exclaimed, pressing for an answer, "Mother, are you going to find Granny Thief Moon and the others?"

"The most important thing for a team is unity, and absolute unity! Those people from before were all scheming and useless."

With that, Liu Caiyi gracefully turned and walked away, her melodious words always carrying a hint of mystery: "The rebuilding of the new team can't be rushed. We'll select suitable personnel as we go."

"Mother, what kind of people are suitable?"

"Those who look pleasing to the eye are suitable, hehe..."

"Mother, bring more experts. Don't you have several Guardian Elders under your command? Bring them all!"

"With so many people around, dealing with demons requires wisdom, not spiritual power."

The mother and son haggled along the way, with the elegant Jade Maiden following behind. In the end, Zhang Yang, of course, suffered a crushing defeat in the negotiations. By the time he recovered from his frustration, he was already standing in front of the carriage outside the palace.

Qingyin, who had once been a coachman, seemed to enjoy the feeling of wielding a long whip. She sat high on the carriage shaft, laughing, "Master, please get on, I can't wait to 'repair the Grand Mother,' hehe..."

"Are we leaving already?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but glance back at the palace gate, thinking: Mother's arrangement is truly ruthless; he doesn't even have a chance to say goodbye to his beloved women!

A sly smile flashed in the Jade Maiden's eyes; beating Zhang Yang seemed to be a source of her joy.

The Jade Maiden walked to the side of the Evil Artifact Youth, her exquisitely beautiful face filled with sympathy. She kindly said, "Brother Zhang, don't look anymore. The people you're waiting for won't appear. They set off early this morning!"

"What? Mother, you've gone too far!"

Zhang Yang was truly angry.

Liu Caiyi's jade-like face peeked out from the carriage window, smiling, "Little Yang, Mother is only doing this for your own good, to prevent you from becoming infatuated with beauty and delaying the great cause of saving the world. Besides, you don't want Shouli and Shouyi to entangle your two sisters-in-law, do you?"

"Hmph! They dare!"

The Evil Artifact Youth's eyes bulged, looking utterly self-righteous.

Liu Caiyi abruptly changed the subject, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and chuckled, "Even without them, you still have Mother and Meng'er to keep you company, don't you? Do you think I'm too ugly or too old?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang broke out in a cold sweat, even though he knew Liu Caiyi was teasing him. He still felt a jolt in his heart, and it took a great deal of effort to maintain his composure.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to reluctantly get into the carriage, two unexpected calls came from behind. A beautiful young woman had come to see him off!

"Young Master Zhang, please wait a moment."

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. Turning around, he was greeted by a pair of unforgettable, beautiful eyes.

Fu Yanshang? It was her! Zhang Yang instantly felt a surge of joy, a hint of smugness in his eyes. He deliberately glanced at Liu Caiyi and Lingmeng.

Lingmeng and Liu Caiyi fully understood the meaning in Zhang Yang's gaze. The two stunningly beautiful women did not retaliate, but a hint of a smile appeared in their eyes.

Seeing Fu Yanshang running towards them with small steps, Zhang Yang strode forward to meet her with unprecedented excitement, opening his arms wide.

With a thud, Fu Yanshang didn't rush into Zhang Yang's arms, but instead knelt before him, saying urgently, "Yanshang thanks Young Master Zhang for saving my life."

"Miss Fu, it's nothing, no need to be so polite. Get up quickly."

Zhang Yang reached out to help Fu Yanshang up, but she knelt back, raising her clean and fair face, and said earnestly, "Young Master has done me a great favor, and I should have complied with your wishes. But after thinking about it for so many days, I still can't get over this hurdle in my heart. You once said that there is no happiness in forcing things. If I agree to your request only to repay your kindness, it will only make you unhappy."

"Miss Fu, can you explain it more clearly? I don't understand."

Zhang Yang's outstretched hands stiffened, and a bad premonition arose within him.

Fu Yanshang gritted her teeth, her jade-like face tense, and mustered her courage, saying, "Yanshang has long vowed never to marry, dedicating herself solely to the revitalization of the Fu family. Please, young master, withdraw the engagement. My father accepted the betrothal gifts out of necessity."

"Between gifts, engagement? Ah!"

Zhang Yang instinctively turned around and immediately saw Liu Caiyi's innocent eyes. How could he not understand? He thought helplessly, "Waaah… Mother's playing games again!

" "Miss Fu, I understand. Let's do as you wish!"

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang. Yanshang knows she is ashamed. If there is an opportunity in the future, she will repay you even if it means sacrificing herself."

Fu Yanshang breathed a sigh of relief, but also looked guilty. If she weren't so obsessed with revitalizing the Fu family, she would have truly wanted to repay the debt of gratitude with her own life.

After this minor commotion, Zhang Yang waved goodbye to Fu Yanshang. Watching her happy figure disappear into the distance, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Alas, there are so many beautiful women in the world, how can they all belong to me, Zhang Yang alone!

Inside the carriage, Yuan Yu Nu's lips twitched incessantly, struggling to hold back her tears; Liu Caiyi's jade-like face once again peeked out the window, shamelessly teasing, "Little Yang'er, don't be too disappointed, try to think more positively. Hehe..."

"Mother, what are you playing at this time? Why are you teasing Fu Yanshang?"

"Mother just wants you to understand a fact: a woman's mind is hard to fathom! And also to conduct a little test. Si Lang, when you saw Fu Yanshang, did you have any special feelings?"

"Special feelings? Nothing! Same as before. Mother, what's wrong with her this time?"

"The lustful rose has disappeared. Since you also feel that she's nothing special, then it's fine!"

Zhang Yang understood a little, yet still a little confused. However, no matter how much he pressed her, Liu Caiyi wouldn't discuss the reason for the test anymore. A surge of resentment welled up within him. He stopped asking Liu Caiyi, glanced at the palace gate, then forcefully opened the carriage door. Looking down, his frustration instantly turned into astonishment.

Inside the carriage was a large bed, a dining table, and a soft couch, even divided into inner and outer compartments.

This wasn't just a carriage; it was a presidential suite! Ha, Mother really knows how to enjoy life! She even put a formation in the carriage! And a moving formation at that, hehe… The evil artifact youth, used to Liu Caiyi's unusual behavior, cheered and then pounced on the soft couch.

The extravagant carriage finally set off! After leaving Luoyang, the eastern capital, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mother, weren't we going to Jiuyang Peak? The direction is wrong!"

"Little lamb, you're a big star in the cultivation world now. Going to Jiuyang Peak like this will get you torn to shreds by countless beauties who admire you! Hehe…"

Liu Caiyi didn't answer directly. Halfway through her teasing words, she looked at the Jade Maiden of One Yuan.

A slight ripple appeared in Yi Yuan Yu Nu's eyes as she naturally took over the conversation, explaining on behalf of Liu Caiyi: "Brother Zhang, for our journey to Jiuyang Peak, you'll need a new face and a new identity. This identity shouldn't be too conspicuous, yet it should allow you to move freely during the conference."

A look of understanding flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and he too used his gaze to inquire further.

Liu Caiyi, reclining slightly on the soft couch, gazed at the receding scenery outside the window and said leisurely, "Let's go to Medicine God Mountain to see your sister Zhiqian!"

"Thump!"

Zhang Yang's heart surged with emotion. He thought not only of the Poisonous Jade Maiden Ning Zhiqian, but also of the pure and innocent Little Jade Maiden Hai Ping and her fiery mother, Lady Baicao.

Although Zhang Yang missed the beauty dearly, a sliver of clarity remained in his mind, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why go to Medicine God Mountain? Medicine God Mountain and Nine Sun Peak are worlds apart, and a round trip would take a lot of time. Besides, Medicine God Mountain probably isn't the best choice!"

Given Liu Caiyi's mystery and her identity as the Jade Maiden of One Yuan, there were certainly many other options for finding a new identity for Zhang Yang.

The two exceptionally beautiful women's eyes flashed again, giving Zhang Yang a silent admiration, but they offered no further explanation, especially Liu Caiyi, whose perfectly bare feet instantly disrupted Zhang Yang's senses.

Four or five days later, the carriage was still swaying leisurely along the roads of the mortal world.

These past few days, although Zhang Yang had been facing two exceptionally beautiful women every day, one of them was his mother, so naturally he couldn't indulge in any fantasies... well, thinking about it a little wouldn't be a big deal.

The other was the most beautiful woman in the righteous path, and Lingmeng's eyes gleamed with a strange light as she looked at Zhang Yang, deliberately getting closer to him. However, Zhang Yang couldn't shake off his instinctive wariness.

These two women, one beautiful and one intelligent, would occasionally tease Zhang Yang. Liu Caiyi even took off her embroidered shoes and reclined on the soft couch. Her dress fluttered in the wind, and her smooth, jade-like legs immediately caught Zhang Yang's eye, making his eyes bloodshot. To avoid going blind halfway through, he stood up and leaped out of the carriage to sit next to Qingyin.

"Master, I'm not tired, I still... Ah, Master!"

Zhang Yang reached out to take the long whip. Qingyin thought he was going to share her burden, but when Zhang Yang's hot breath brushed against her ear, she suddenly understood. Her tall, jade-like body instantly went limp. Even though it was broad daylight, and even though Liu Caiyi and Yiyuan Yunu were right behind her, the perfect female slave would never disobey her master's will.

A spring breeze descended from the sky, enveloping the carriage space.

Zhang Yang pulled Qingyin into his arms, kneading her cool and firm breasts while whispering in her ear, "Baby, do you remember the time we went back to Yinzhou?"

"Yes, I remember, bad master..."

Qingyin's jade hand groped to Zhang Yang's crotch, quickly releasing his majestic dragon, while Zhang Yang's fingertips lifted Qingyin's undergarment, gently sliding on her pink and rosy, flawless little buns.

"Ah... Master, give it to me! I want it, Xiaoyin wants it..."

"Little Yin, my darling, what do you want?"

"I want your big cock, I want Master's big cock..."

Before the perfect female slave could finish speaking, her half-exposed body slumped down heavily. With a

"whoosh!"

sound, Qingyin's jade gate rapidly swelled, her forbidden paradise surging and undulating like waves.

Zhang Yang let out a muffled groan, feeling so good that his hair stood on end, almost losing all his strength on the spot. No matter how many times he penetrated, Qingyin's cool flower path was always so unique, always arousing his soul and body.

As Qingyin sat down, only half of his penis was encased in his crouching posture. Her vaginal canal was so tight, and the shaft so enormous, it became lodged within the exquisite beauty's passage. Before the perfect slave girl could even groan and adjust her position, Zhang Yang's large hand gripping her breast tightened suddenly, and his penis thrust upwards forcefully, penetrating her to the hilt.

Qingyin parted her lips, and the long whip in her hand lashed out uncontrollably.

"Crack!"

With a loud lash, the innocent horse neighed and galloped wildly. The two stunningly beautiful women in the carriage simultaneously flinched, unable to feign composure any longer.

"You brat, it seems you haven't had enough of a beating!"

Liu Caiyi waved her sleeve, immediately shutting out all other noises from the carriage door.

Yi Yuan Yu Nu forcefully suppressed the blush on her face, glancing at the slightly trembling embroidered shoe tips, and casually said, "Madam Caiyi, if Brother Zhang continues like this, won't he lose control?"

"Don't worry too much, the Evil Artifact Soul has already left his primordial spirit space. We should actually be more worried about Wang Xiangjun's changes; Venerable Tianlang will definitely use this pawn!"

"Hmm, that's true… If nothing unexpected happens, we'll see Wang Xiangjun at this cultivation conference." Although

Liu Caiyi and Yi Yuan Yu Nu's conversation revolved entirely around worldly affairs, to them, it was all nonsense, simply because that strange noise earlier had made them ramble on for the first time in their lives!

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