The Jade True Illusion of the Sword Stained with Royal Blood

Chapter One: The Golden Snake's Death, the Subjugation of the Ice Silkworm, the Rebirth of Yu Zhen, and the Subjugation of the Flying Demon 　　. The Awakening of Insects

! 　　A sudden rumble of spring thunder, a misty drizzle. A poem says: A faint rumble of thunder at the start of the Awakening of Insects. The start of the Awakening of Insects. The doves coo angrily, the green willows 　　rustle in the wind. The jade incense burner burns heavy with smoke, the fragrant silk is damp. The thick apricot blossoms brush the wall, 　　their wings wet with dew. The dew is wet. Where the flower tips are missing, a person stands in the painted pavilion. "The dew is wet" refers to the swallows' wings being soaked by the rain, preventing them from soaring high, forcing them to flutter low. The swallows mentioned here are none other than Sun Zhongjun, known as the Flying Demoness. This woman was the beloved disciple of Gui Xinshu , but in Zhili Prefecture, while avenging Min Zihua, she accidentally severed the arm of Luo Liru of the Golden Dragon Gang with her sword. Her grandmaster, Mu Renqing, cut off one of her fingers and punished her by forbidding her from ever using a sword again. Sun Zhongjun had diligently practiced swordsmanship at her master's school for over a decade. From childhood to adulthood, the sword had become an integral part of her being. Like a swallow with a broken wing, a martial artist without their means of livelihood struggled to move. Later, at her master's wife's suggestion, she abandoned the sword and adopted a hook. 　　Now, she was enraged in the rain, wielding the iron hook. Her white robe, soaked by the rain, clung tightly to her proud, jade-like breasts , trembling slightly in the wind. She moved like Chang'e flying to the moon, her body moving with the chain , like a spinning top, the chain spun rapidly, Sun Zhongjun's body rotating with the force, her skirt billowing like an open umbrella. Suddenly, she felt a flying stone hurtling towards her neck, the force so fierce she couldn't dodge in time and immediately fainted. 　　When Sun Zhongjun slowly awoke, she found herself in a cave. She rubbed her throbbing head , hearing the patter of rain outside and the dripping water inside the cave. The cave, both inside and out, was filled with a gloomy, musty smell. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept in from outside, making her shiver. She stood up and looked around. The deepest part of the cave was pitch black, and she could vaguely make out a figure standing on the stone wall. Sun Zhongjun mustered her courage and went closer. She saw a person dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword, wearing a cloak, and standing there with their hands behind their back, blending into the darkness. 　　Sun Zhongjun touched her sleeve and found the iron hook was still there, which emboldened her. She cursed, "Who are you? How dare you play tricks on me?" 　　The person moved like a ghost in an instant, appearing right in front of Sun Zhongjun. 　　Sun Zhongjun was so frightened that she took several steps back, protecting the iron hook in front of her chest. 　　The man sneered at Sun Zhongjun, "You ask who I am? I'm afraid you'll be terrified when you see me." He then removed his cloak, revealing his true face. Upon 　　seeing the man, Sun Zhongjun trembled with fear, screaming, "A ghost!" and fled from the cave. After running about seven or eight li, her strength gave way, causing her internal energy to become disrupted, forcing her to stop and catch her breath. Seeing that the man wasn't chasing her, she didn't dare relax, and used her sect's lightness skill to run wildly towards the mountain gate. Just as she reached the gate, she saw that the man had been waiting there for a long time. Upon seeing her, he instantly grabbed her and dragged her back into the cave, neither up, and went to gather firewood to start a fire. 　　Sun Zhongjun realized that the man could walk in broad daylight, so he couldn't be a ghost. She had run once and knew that her lightness skill was far inferior to his. She thought to herself, "Since you're not a ghost, I'm not afraid of you. You'll always have a moment of weakness. Since you haven't bound me, I'll have a chance to escape." 　　Holding onto this thought, Sun Zhongjun waited until midnight. She saw the man meditate and practice his skills for a while before falling asleep on the ground , snoring loudly after a long while. Only then did Sun Zhongjun tiptoe out of the cave. Still uneasy, she lay at the cave entrance for the better part of an hour. Seeing that the man hadn't chased after her, she used her lightness skill to run wildly towards the mountain gate, not daring to stop . In the blink of an eye, she reached the foot of the gate. Just as she was about to step inside, she suddenly felt a gust of wind. She screamed, but the man was faster, covering her mouth and nose to prevent her from shouting. His body moved like lightning, instantly leaping hundreds of meters away. 　　Sun Zhongjun now knew that the man had deliberately pretended to be asleep to tease her, but in reality, he was secretly on guard. With this man 's martial arts skills, if he truly opposed her, she wouldn't escape his clutches even if she fled to the ends of the earth. Even in the current martial arts world, only a handful of people could rival this man, but Sun Zhongjun would rather die than beg for his services. Besides, she had a grudge against him, and he would certainly not let her off easily. With a death wish, she arrogantly raised her head and cursed, "You dare to chop me down with one blow? I won't even flinch!" 　　The man laughed loudly, "You little slut, you're truly ruthless. I'm already a dead man, yet you still to destroy my body with stones. Killing you like this is too good for you." 　　It turned out that this Taoist priest was none other than Yu Zhenzi, who had defeated twenty-three first-class Kubu warriors of the Later Jin and was bestowed . That day, he single-handedly stormed Mount Hua with his sword , utterly defeating the disciples of the Huashan Sect, including the formidable Feng Nandi, the shadowless Mei Jianhe, the Five Ding Hands Liu Peisheng, the Flying Demoness Sun Zhongjun, Shi Jun, Feng Bupo, and Feng Bucui. He also fought Yuan Chengzhi for hundreds of rounds to a draw. Later, he was struck by Yuan Chengzhi's Broken Jade Palm, imbued with the internal energy of the Hunyuan Gong. Despite his profound internal strength, the palm only severely injured him, not fatally. However, he was then struck by the golden snake in Xia Qingqing's tube. The snake was extremely venomous, biting his "Tianzhu" acupoint on the back of his neck. Within moments, his entire body turned black, and he died. 　　Sun Zhongjun was furious that he had previously flirted with her, witnessed his death, and even vented her anger by smashing his corpse with several large stones. Now, seeing him appear, she naturally believed that karma truly existed in this world, and that she had encountered a ghost whose vengeful spirit lingered. 　　On the day Yu Zhenzi died, his senior brother, Daoist Musang, out of loyalty to their sect, instructed the mute to collect his body. Everyone left in a hurry, and the mute simply dug a hole and buried Yu Zhenzi. Yu Zhenzi had been poisoned by a snake, but before , he had been struck by a palm strike. The venom flowed slowly through his body, and it didn't immediately damage his internal organs; he only temporarily lost consciousness. 　　The golden snake venom was the most potent of all poisons, and Yu Zhenzi would have certainly died. However, on Mount Hua, which had accumulated spiritual energy , many rare and exotic beasts had been nurtured. The toxicity of the golden snake venom attracted another poisonous insect. This insect resembled a silkworm, pure white like jade with a slight bluish tinge, more than twice the size of an ordinary silkworm, like an earthworm, its body transparent like crystal. The silkworm crawled onto Yu Zhenzi's neck, sucking the venom from his blood. Its body instantly swelled to more than twice its normal size before burrowing into Yu Zhenzi's body, causing him to fall into a deep sleep. Although the snake venom in Yu Zhenzi's body had not been completely eliminated, most of it had, and he slowly awoke. He immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, shivering uncontrollably. A moment later, his body felt like it was burning hot, and he was sweating profusely. He realized that the crystal ice silkworm was not only extremely poisonous, but also...

It is an extremely cold substance. Yu Zhenzi was under the influence of Yuan Chengzhi's Hunyuan Gong, a pure Yang power.
The interplay naturally created this struggle between dragon and tiger.

In his youth, Yu Zhenzi studied martial arts at the Iron Sword Sect. He was an upright person. At that time, his master was old, and his senior brother, Daoist Musang,
taught him martial arts on behalf of their master. He respected his senior brother greatly. However, that year, his brother was mistakenly killed. Although the circumstances were understandable, it was still a tragic
death conflict,
feeling deeply guilty towards his brother, and thus harbored a desire for revenge. His senior brother, Daoist Musang, not only refused to help him avenge his brother but also acted as
a peacemaker, mediating between them. Furthermore, with their master's passing and the sect leader's token, the Iron Sword, lost, and Daoist Musang unable
to retrieve it, Yu Zhenzi grew increasingly contemptuous of his senior brother. Later, relying on his master's secret techniques, he avenged himself and
spent decades searching for the sect leader's iron sword in Tibet before finally finding it. He then encountered a fortuitous event, greatly enhancing his skills. Only then did he dare
to challenge the heroes of Mount Hua alone.

Yu Zhenzi had heard that a hundred years ago, a Taoist master had founded a sect in the martial arts world. His martial arts possessed
extraordinary power, far surpassing that of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang sect. His disciples were all renowned and famous throughout
the martial arts world. His footsteps traversed mountains and rivers, appearing and disappearing in an instant, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Although the martial arts he created are now lost, they once dominated the martial arts world for centuries. It was also rumored that his martial arts originated from a valley in
the Dali Kingdom, where all the inhabitants lived to be over a hundred years old, and these centenarians all had black hair and rosy cheeks,
appearing like teenagers. Because there was once a magical scripture in the valley that taught people how to achieve immortality,
he later took the scripture, leaving only a spring that could grant eternal youth to those who drank from it. He
inscribed "The divine book has gone with Xiaoyao, only the Everlasting Spring remains in this valley." He traveled across mountains and rivers, collecting
various myths and legends from ancient times, and searching for countless martial arts manuals, which he combined to create unparalleled martial arts, dominating the martial arts world for hundreds of years. That person
was Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Xiaoyaozi had three disciples. His first disciple, Tianshan Tonglao, passed on the "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme" skill, and once ruled over the thirty
-six caves and seventy-two islands of Lingjiu Palace, becoming unrivaled in the martial arts world. His second disciple, Wuyazi, passed on the "Northern Darkness Divine Skill," learned the "Lingbo Microstep," and was proficient in all arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting,
medicine, folk arts, and opera, surpassing all others throughout history. His third disciple, Li Qiushui, learned the "Turtle Breathing Skill" and the "Soul Searching
Method," and became a powerful figure in the region. These three were not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also eternally youthful, living to be a hundred years old. Yu Zhenzi knew that
those martial arts were the essence of Taoism.

Yu Zhenzi had been searching for an iron sword in Tibet for years. One day, in a cave in the Dunhuang Grottoes, he saw a Buddha statue that
was different from the others, and he couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange about it. He climbed onto the statue and accidentally touched
a mechanism inside. An iron box popped out, containing a secret manual called "The Supreme Cave Abyss Divine Art of Elixir."
Seeing the hidden secrets within, he knew it must be a supreme sacred text. Overjoyed, he began to read it, only to find that although it contained
Taoist methods of cultivating Qi, it was difficult to understand and he couldn't grasp the proper techniques. He only practiced some of the sword techniques within. Beside the manual was
a small booklet detailing the author's origins. It turned out the author was a Taoist master from a century ago. Although he hailed from
Shaolin Temple, he had little interest in Buddhism, but was deeply drawn to Taoism. For years, he traveled throughout the Central
Plains and the Yangtze River, visiting various Taoist schools, and even traveled to Japan to study Yin-Yang techniques. He once debated Taoism with Xiaoyaozi on Mount Kunlun
, the two arguing for years without a clear victor. Xiaoyaozi founded the Xiaoyao Sect, passing down unparalleled martial arts such as the Northern Darkness Divine Skill.
The Taoist, not to be outdone, secluded himself for decades to write the *Taishang Dongyuan Shenjing Danjue*. By the time he finished, he
had exhausted his energy and was near death. Being from Shaolin, he out of nostalgia hid the book inside a Buddha statue, thus keeping this martial art unknown to the martial
arts world .

That day, Yu Zhenzi was poisoned by the Hunyuan Gong and the Ice Silkworm Poison. Desperate, he practiced the manual again, and
unexpectedly, his internal energy improved, gradually allowing him to integrate the pure Yang and extreme cold energy within his body. Even so, the
Crystal Ice Silkworm was no ordinary creature. After several days, his Yang energy dwindled while his cold energy intensified. Fortunately, this method helped him integrate
some Yang energy, which had a slight suppressive effect on the Ice Silkworm, reducing the recurrence of the poison from every three to five days to once every few months.
The internal energy cultivation method was extremely difficult to master. Yu Zhenzi prided himself on his talent in martial arts from a young age, having mastered all the sect's martial arts within three to five years of joining the sect
. However, even after several days of painstaking practice, he only managed to reach the second level of this internal energy cultivation method
. Even this second level was no joke; its power was not to be underestimated. The day he learned it, he struck out with
his palm, and a large hole appeared in a tree trunk several feet away. Upon closer inspection, the hole was charred black
, as if burned. He touched it and felt a chill. Looking more
closely , he discovered a thin layer of ice on the charred area. He was astonished; such martial arts were
unheard of. Ordinary martial artists usually focused on either yang fire or yin water in their internal energy cultivation; he had never seen a single palm strike
simultaneously contain the power of yin and yang. He tried to learn too much too quickly, but after several days of futile effort, he couldn't improve. The scripture spoke of
the method of yin-yang harmony, but Yu Zhenzi's arduous practice failed, and he even showed signs of qi deviation, forcing him to abandon it.
Fortunately, this internal energy cultivation method was only a part of the scripture, called the Wuji Scripture, while the other part was the art of yin-yang complementarity
.

In truth, Yu Zhenzi was unaware that his inability to cultivate the Wuji Scripture stemmed from the Taoist's failure to explain its
connection to the Yin-Yang Complementary Technique. This technique uses the human body as a furnace to refine an inner elixir, guided by the three essences of
a woman (breast milk, saliva, and vaginal fluid), supplemented by gentle and vigorous fire (gentle fire representing mutual affection, vigorous fire representing
chastity), and grounded in the Nine Methods. It can refine essence into qi, harmonize qi with spirit, achieve unity of heaven and man, and transform yin and
yang. The Yin-Yang Complementary Technique allows for the cultivation of an inner elixir, reaching the Nine Elixir Levels. The Taoist, a Shaolin monk and still a virgin,
was deeply fascinated by the union of yin and yang. Taoism emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang, and thus, through his diligent study, a Taoist martial art
based on the union of yin and yang was born. But the Wuji Scripture is even more miraculous. The Taoist priest, once at Shaolin Temple,
studied Buddhist martial arts. Later, he delved into Taoism and traveled east to Japan, acquiring a diverse range of knowledge. The Wuji Scripture is a martial art that
integrates these various schools of thought, harmonizing the Yin and Yang principles within martial arts. Yu Zhenzi, however, only learned his own school's techniques,
lacking other schools to integrate, making cultivation impossible. That day, by chance, he was simultaneously struck by a fierce palm strike and icy coldness, allowing
him to use the Wuji Scripture to harmonize his cultivation. This Yin-Yang complementarity technique is similar to the Wuji Scripture, but also different. The Wuji
Scripture requires a deep foundation before cultivation, extracting the essence and discarding the dross to create new martial arts.
This Yin-Yang complementarity technique, however, can be cultivated even without a foundation.

The scripture also records a Taoist talisman technique called the Seven Soul Talisman. Humans have seven souls: one is the serving dog; two are the subdued pig;
The third is the Sparrow's Song; the fourth is the Devouring Jade; the fifth is the Scarlet Lonely; the sixth is the Beastly Wisdom; and the seventh is the Flying Crow. These correspond to the seven desires: joy, anger, sorrow,
fear, love, hate, and desire. If this incantation is not dispelled within three months, it will flare up, causing either endless weeping or
uncontrollable laughter, a state of unbearable suffering. This method originates from the seven desires of Buddhism and the seven souls of Taoism.

Yu Zhenzi cultivated the Wuji Scripture, harmonizing the yin and yang within his body. However, the Ice Silkworm was far more powerful than the Fierce Palm.
Although the Wuji Scripture completely neutralized the Fierce Palm, it only absorbed a small portion of the Ice Silkworm's cold poison. Fortunately, being
a man generated yang energy daily, and the Ice Silkworm was dormant, so he seemed fine most of the time, but
it would flare up every two or three months. Each flare-up nearly cost Yu Zhenzi his life. Each time, he
felt as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of purgatory, suffering unbearable pain, sometimes enduring it for an entire night. These torments
were deeply etched in Yu Zhenzi's heart, and he vowed to one day exact revenge on Yuan Chengzhi and the others.

Therefore, after capturing Sun Zhongjun, Yu Zhenzi wasn't in a hurry to kill her. Instead, he let her escape several times, like a cat playing with
a mouse. Seeing that Sun Zhongjun was resigned to death, he wasn't angry. His sword flashed
like rain, swiftly slicing Sun Zhongjun's white dress to shreds, leaving her completely naked, revealing her youthful, delicate
body.

Although Sun Zhongjun was fierce, she was still an unmarried girl. Now, naked before a man,
even though she was forced, she was too ashamed to face anyone. Thinking that her life was ruined, grief overwhelmed her, and she
thought it would be better to die. She bit her tongue to commit suicide.

Yu Zhenzi's seven fingers flew, instantly striking several pressure points on Sun Zhongjun, rendering her unable to bite her tongue.
He then took a bundle of rope from a bundle on the ground and tied Sun Zhongjun up. This method of binding was quite peculiar, unlike the methods used
in the Central Plains .

Several days prior, Yu Zhenzi, having recovered from his internal injuries, arrived at the foot of Mount Hua to purchase some items. As night fell,
he found an inn to stay at. Around midnight, he suddenly heard a woman's painful
groans . Judging from the sound, it didn't seem to be a woman from the Central Plains, so Yu Zhenzi curiously poked a hole in the window to peek.

He saw a woman next door, completely naked, her delicate body twisted and bound by ropes, hanging from the rafters
like a kite in flight. Beside her was a man dressed in a Japanese kimono and wooden sandals, pacing
back and forth around her, wielding a long riding whip and lashing it mercilessly.

Although the naked woman had tears in her eyes, she seemed to be enjoying it, as if she were saying something to the man.
The man, enraged, lashed the whip even more fiercely. The woman spoke with increasing urgency, seemingly deliberately provoking the
man to whip her harder.

Yu Zhenzi was quite puzzled, thinking the woman was mentally ill; why would she intentionally provoke someone to humiliate her like this?

As the man continued to whip her, the woman began to beg for mercy. The man put the woman down and whipped her several more
times . The woman crawled towards the man like a dog, very devoutly.

The man had clearly subdued the woman, and Yu Zhenzi finally understood. He broke in through the window, captured the man, and
asked him about the methods of binding and training, then released both of them.

Immediately, Yu Zhenzi used the binding techniques he had learned a few days earlier to tie Sun Zhongjun's hands behind her back. The rope passed through her full
breasts, bound her long, slender legs, and extended from between her dark pubic hair. He then pulled her
back, hanging the naked Sun Zhongjun from a tree beside the official road. The tree was dozens of feet off the ground; one wouldn't notice it unless they
specifically looked up.

After binding her, Yu Zhenzi smiled at Sun Zhongjun and said, "Since you're called the Flying Demoness, I'll let you fly
. As long as you're willing to be my slave and obey my commands, I'll forgive and forget the grudge you inflicted on me by pressing the stone."

Sun Zhongjun, naked and trembling, cursed, "If you have the guts, kill me with one stroke! You're supposed to be
from a reputable sect, yet you dare to humiliate me like this! I'll tear you to pieces and slice you into a thousand pieces one day!"

Yu Zhenzi, in a fit of rage, had kept Sun Zhongjun bound all night. The next morning,
pedestrians began to walk along the official road, some hurrying, some hawking their wares—the sounds filled the air. Normally, these sounds would be commonplace, but now
they held a different meaning for Sun Zhongjun. Then it started to rain again. Sun Zhongjun was hungry and cold,
surviving by drinking rainwater. She was still a young, unmarried woman, and being bound naked like this
filled her with shame and fear, especially at the sight of passersby. Perhaps from drinking too much rainwater, she felt
an intense urge to urinate, but dared not release it. She clenched her legs tightly, enduring this torment for what seemed like an
eternity, until finally, unable to bear it any longer, she urinated in mid-air, the urine flowing freely with the rain.

Beneath the tree, along the main road, was a caravan of merchants from out of town. Perhaps it was their first time traveling through this area, unaware of the spring rain
and having forgotten their rain gear. Seeing the drizzle suddenly turn into a downpour and then back to a drizzle, the rainwater even carrying a hint of
warmth , they naturally had some on their lips, tasting slightly foul. They couldn't help but complain, "Damn, even the rain here
smells foul."

Hearing this, Sun Zhongjun was filled with unbearable shame. She was resigned to her fate, regretting that she hadn't
stabbed Yu Zhenzi a few times that day, thus incurring this humiliation. He dared not utter a curse aloud, but in his heart he had already
cursed Yu Zhenzi's ancestors for eighteen generations.

On the second day after Sun Zhongjun was hanged, he felt his strength gradually fading, the rope tightening more and more,
leaving bloody marks. Adding to the pain was the rain soaking him, causing him excruciating agony, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. The days felt
like years, and he could only count the hours as he slowly passed.

Yu Zhenzi thought that the Huashan Sect was nearby, and fearing that if he lingered too long, someone would come looking for him, he decided to go and
investigate and knew that this man's skill
was formidable, no less than Yuan Chengzhi's. Although he himself possessed divine skills, it would still take him hundreds of moves to finish off this man.
He had important matters to attend to and could not afford to lose sight of the bigger picture.

Using his sect's lightness skill, "Divine Speed and Hundred Changes," he quietly slipped into Gui Xinshu's mansion. He found the mansion in chaos,
servants running around in panic. Initially, Yu Zhenzi thought the mansion was on fire and quietly headed
in the direction the crowd was running. After passing through several alleys, he saw the crowd enter the inner hall and kneel prostrate outside the door. At
the forefront were Gui Xinshu's prized disciples, the Shadowless Plum Sword and the Five-Handed Liu Peisheng. They, along with the others,
seemed to be praying, their devotion palpable.

Yu Zhenzi grew suspicious and used his "Wandering Gecko" skill to crawl along the wall, afraid of disturbing Gui Xinshu.
Carefully and without making a sound, the disciples remained unaware of him, continuing their devout prayers.

Yu Zhenzi went around to the back of the house, gently poked a small hole in the window paper with his damp finger, and
peered inside. He saw Gui Xinshu and his wife pacing anxiously around the bed. An old man sat beside the bed,
his white beard reaching his chest, clearly quite old, his arms trembling as he took the pulse of the person on the bed. After a while,
the old man withdrew his hand from taking the pulse. Sweat poured down his forehead, which he wiped repeatedly with a handkerchief. He then calmed himself and said to
Gui Xinshu his wife, "It's alright.
Your son's long-term illness has relapsed. You two must hurry to Changbai Mountain to find a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to brew a nourishing medicine for him. Only then can his condition be stabilized. I have a hundred-year-old ginseng in my shop, which you can
give to your son to stabilize his condition for three to five days."

Gui Xinshu breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you, Physician Luo, for saving my son's life. I thank you again .
As for the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, we will set off for Changbai Mountain now."

Yu Zhenzi saw that everyone was busy with Gui Xinshu and his wife's beloved son and couldn't spare the time to remember that
the Flying , he quietly slipped away.

At midnight on the third day, the roads were deserted. The mournful cries of night birds echoed from the forest, their pitiful
calls particularly eerie in the night. Sun Zhongjun had heard her grandfather say when she was a child that this bird's cry was the cry of a ghost,
patrolling for the Black and White Impermanence, specifically to snatch souls and steal life force. She felt utterly weak, her body sinking lower and
lower , pulling the rope tighter and tighter. She thought, "Am I going to die here today?" Then she thought,
what is there to fear in death? Should she really beg that old Taoist priest for mercy just to survive? Although she thought this,
Sun Zhongjun couldn't suppress her fear.

Suddenly, she smelled the aroma of roasted chicken wafting towards her. The aroma seemed to be coming from under the tree. She looked down and saw
Yu Zhenzi below, roasting chicken over a fire, tearing off a chicken leg and gnawing on it. Sun Zhongjun had been starving for days,
her stomach rumbling incessantly. She swallowed, feeling a sharp, painful cramp in her stomach. She
knew that if she begged for mercy, she could eat that fragrant roasted chicken, but she forced herself to hold on.

By the fourth day, the blood-red rope marks on her body, where she had been bound by ropes, had become numb with pain. She vaguely
saw Yu Zhenzi approaching her, sprinkling fine white salt on her wounds. The previously numb wounds
suddenly throbbed with a corrosive pain. She gritted her teeth, trembling uncontrollably. Sweat poured from her forehead
with the rain, flowing down her chapped lips. She swallowed bitter tears and rainwater,
no longer feeling hunger.

By the fifth day, Sun Zhongjun felt herself barely breathing. She thought of her fellow disciples, who would surely search for her after she had been missing for several days.
The mountain gate wasn't far away; if they found her
naked and … No! She didn't want to! She thought of her loving master's wife, and her will to die gradually faded, replaced by a sudden burning
desire to live. She thought again that her fellow disciples were right there; they should have realized she was missing long ago.
Why hadn't they come looking for her? Had everyone abandoned her? For the first time
, she felt so powerless and helpless. Her hatred for Yu Zhenzi turned into fear. She wasn't afraid of death, but she couldn't bear this torment worse than death.
She didn't want to resist anymore; she just wanted to end it all as soon as possible so she could lie in a warm bed and drink a bowl of piping hot soup.

She vaguely sensed Yu Zhenzi standing in front of her. She wanted to beg for mercy, but her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear
her own.

When she slowly woke up, she was back in the cave. She saw Yu Zhenzi starting a fire to cook soup. The damp firewood crackled and popped as
it burned, and the rich aroma of chicken soup wafted from the iron pot. Sun Zhongjun couldn't help but
lick her lips, her mouth watering.

Yu Zhenzi ladled a bowl of the prepared chicken soup and handed it to Sun Zhongjun. Sun Zhongjun could hardly believe it; her hands
trembled as she accepted it. She then knelt reverently before Yu Zhenzi and said respectfully, "Master, I am willing to be your
most loyal servant, to serve you for life."

Yu Zhenzi smiled faintly and said, "Drink!"

Sun Zhongjun had been surviving on rainwater for several days and was already starving. But since Yu Zhenzi hadn't spoken, she
didn't dare accept the soup. Upon hearing Yu Zhenzi's command to drink, she disregarded the fact that the soup was still hot, grabbed
a chicken leg, and began to gnaw on it. The heat made her gasp for breath. She ate several bowls, letting out a few burps before finally stopping.

Seeing Sun Zhongjun's disheveled state, Yu Zhenzi thought that this girl was now firmly under her control. The torment she had inflicted on her
a few days ago had rendered her defenseless; now she needed to show her kindness. Only by combining kindness and severity could she make
her both loyal and fearful. Confucius said, "Even a dragon, as a creature, is yielding and can be tamed and ridden." How much more so this servant boy!
He immediately had Sun Zhongjun approach, spread his Taoist robe on the ground beside the fire, and then had Sun Zhongjun lie down
on it The cave was damp and dark, and by the firelight, he could see the blood-red rope marks left on Sun Zhongjun's naked body. His
fingers traced the marks.

At first, Sun Zhongjun was somewhat afraid; every time Yu Zhenzi touched him, Sun Zhongjun would shrink back and tremble with fear. But
under Yu Zhenzi's continuous caresses, Sun Zhongjun began to relax.

Seeing Sun Zhongjun lying naked on her Taoist robe with her eyes closed, her jade-like body
sprawled out , Yu Zhenzi couldn't resist touching and kneading her breasts. He noticed that Sun Zhongjun was biting her lip due to nervousness,
her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her body stiff and tense. Yu Zhenzi was clearly an expert in this area. His hand
slid to between her thighs, his fingers flying and hooking into her vulva. Stimulated, the tender muscles inside Sun Zhongjun's legs
tightened and became strong, clamping Yu Zhenzi's hand like crab claws. Sun Zhongjun didn't want to, how could a woman's strength
compare to that of a man like Yu Zhenzi? Yu Zhenzi's fingers moved like scooping the moon's
reflection from a well, teasing Sun Zhongjun's private parts until they gushed forth. Her legs were wide open, her naked body writhing like a snake,
her almond eyes gazing at Yu Zhenzi with alluring, watery eyes. Yu Zhenzi lifted Sun Zhongjun's hips from behind, her rear end arched
upwards, the thick black hair between her vulva swaying in the night breeze.

Yu Zhenzi pulled out his hard penis, holding Sun Zhongjun's raised hips, and with a swift thrust, pierced through
her labia and entered her vulva. Sun Zhongjun cried out in pain. The penis
was stained with blood; after dozens of thrusts, crimson blood flowed from Sun Zhongjun's private parts, dripping onto her robe
like petals in a watercolor painting, a beautiful sight.

Yu Zhenzi was clearly very proud of his assets, laughing, "Jun'er,
what do you think of my 'Rainbow Piercing the Sun' move?"

Sun Zhongjun, whose first period had just ended, was feeling the pain gradually subsiding, followed by waves of pleasure.
Her legs , and she cried out, "Master, you're so amazing! I'm so... so happy..."

Yu Zhenzi grabbed Sun Zhongjun's long hair and straddled her half-climbing body like pulling the reins of a horse,
thrusting back and forth. Sun Zhongjun's hair was disheveled from the shaking, her face flushed, and her body kept lurching forward.

Outside the cave, night had fallen, the rain had stopped, a half-moon hung in the sky, and a cold night wind blew in from the cave entrance.
The flames in the fire swayed in the wind, and the firewood, caught in the wind, burned even brighter, the flames leaping high and illuminating the cave.

In the firelight, Sun Zhongjun's forehead was glistening with sweat, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her breasts dangling in the air,
swaying back and forth like a pendulum. Her body, previously passive, now became active, demanding more from Yu Zhenzi. Yu Zhenzi's vagina was wide open, and
just as he was about to ejaculate, he quickly used his internal energy to resist. Following the instructions in the scriptures, he sucked on his penis, drawing in the first
menstrual , which flowed down his shaft into Yu Zhenzi's body. His inner core trembled slightly,
clearly excited.

Sun Zhongjun felt the suction was both gentle and domineering, making her feel incredibly comfortable, and she actively cooperated, her vagina
wide open .

After their lovemaking, Sun Zhongjun nestled in Yu Zhenzi's arms, gazing at him intently.

Yu Zhenzi lovingly stroked Sun Zhongjun's damp hair, softly saying, "Jun'er, I am several
decades , how about I call you Jun'er?"

Sun Zhongjun had given her virginity to Yu Zhenzi, and her initial arrogance had vanished.
She felt a mixture of fear and affection, resigned to her fate, thinking it was perhaps a preordained destiny. Only then did she notice Yu Zhenzi
's refined and ethereal aura, no longer the unpleasant person she had been at first. Grateful, she said, "I am deeply grateful for your kindness,
Master. How could I possibly accept such a fate? I only hope to serve you for the rest of my life."

Yu Zhenzi asked, "Jun'er, do you hate me?"

Sun Zhongjun... Jun nervously replied, "This servant wouldn't dare. This servant only felt that I had lived a muddled life before. Today, thanks to Master's
guidance, this servant has finally seen the light."

Yu Zhenzi said, "This humble Taoist has been resurrected from hell, suffering endless torment. I swear I will not be human until I avenge this humiliation. One day, this
humble will throw Yuan Chengzhi and his ilk into this purgatory, making them wish they were dead."

Sun Zhongjun was overjoyed to hear that Yu Zhenzi wanted to seek revenge on Yuan Chengzhi. She had been humiliated by Yuan Chengzhi several times and
had never regarded him as her senior uncle. She only felt that he was lucky to have become a disciple of Grandmaster Mu Renqing and learned all
the sect's secret techniques, which truly aroused her jealousy. As for her swordsmanship, which she had painstakingly practiced for decades, it was
forbidden by Grandmaster Mu Renqing at will, so naturally she was resentful and hated both of them. However, her martial arts skills were too weak to resist. She immediately
said , "But this servant is worried that Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts are too strong, and he will be difficult to deal with."

Yu Zhenzi laughed heartily and said, "That Yuan Chengzhi is just a young boy. Even though he has had several fortuitous encounters and his skills have greatly improved, he is still
young and his foundation is not deep enough to be a threat. What I fear is only the person behind him. Mu Renqing
, the Old Monkey, has been famous for decades. When I was young, he was one of the top figures in the martial arts world. In the decades since,
no one has ever seen him fight. But according to my deduction, the Old Monkey's skills are probably above mine. In addition, my senior brother
took advantage of my poisoning to steal the token of our sect leader." " Upon seeing me, they will naturally reveal themselves. Although my skill is now superior to theirs, I
cannot disobey their orders or disrespect the sect leader's iron sword. I can only assassinate them, not kill them by force."

Sun Zhongjun continued, "A few days ago, I heard from my disciples that the Daoist Mu Sang and the old thief Mu Renqing are inseparable
. They are currently living in seclusion on Jade Peak Mountain." Suddenly, the voice of Mei Jianhe, who had no shadow, came from outside the cave.

Perhaps he had finished his sect affairs and
was quite worried about not seeing his junior sister Sun Zhongjun for many days, so he followed the footprints left in the rain. He did not know the danger inside the cave and dared not enter rashly
, so he shouted outside the cave.

Yu Zhenzi wanted to test Sun Zhongjun, so he took out a set of white women's clothing from the bundle on the ground and made Sun Zhongjun put it on,
saying to her, "Jun'er, go out and take a look."

Sun Zhongjun obeyed and went out of the cave. Seeing that only her senior brother Mei Jianhe had come, she couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the rest of her fellow disciples.
She forced a smile and lied, saying that she had been feeling down a few days ago and had wandered around until she found this cave. She said it was a quiet,
undisturbed , perfect for practicing her skills. She planned to cultivate in seclusion here for several months before returning to the sect. Mei
Jianhe, seeing that Sun Zhongjun was safe and sound, and being straightforward, didn't scrutinize his junior sister's words for anything amiss
. He gave her a few words of advice and then left.

Yu Zhenzi had originally planned to kill the Shadowless Mei Jianhe if Sun Zhongjun had warned or cried for help, and then plant the
Seven Soul Talisman in her to make her sincerely obedient and wary. Now, seeing that Sun Zhongjun not only didn't cry for help but also didn't
hint at anything to her senior brother, he put away the Seven Soul Talisman, took Sun Zhongjun to the market to buy horses, and rode south
towards Jade Maiden Peak.

Jade Maiden Peak was located between the Qin Mountains and the rugged Shu Road. The two entered Shu from Shaanxi, encountering many
soldiers in the uniforms of the Great Shun Dynasty raping, looting, and setting fire to houses along the way. The once ubiquitous song welcoming the rebel king, Li Zicheng, used to be sung throughout the streets: "Eat his
mother, eat his mother, if you still can't get enough, there's the rebel king. No corvée labor, no taxes, everyone lived happily

ever after. Seeking promotion in the morning, seeking unity in the evening, these days the poor struggle to survive. Open the door early to worship the

rebel king, and everyone, young and old, will be happy." Now, however, it seems so laughable. Since unjustly killing Li Yan, the sworn
brother to turn against him, alienating his brothers, and indulging his soldiers, the people of Qin and Shaanxi have suffered greatly and lost the hearts of the people. He was born in
Qin and raised his army here; it should have been his homeland, but now he is trapped, seeing enemies everywhere.

Yu Zhenzi said to Sun Zhongjun, "Your Huashan Sect prides itself on being a righteous and prestigious sect. You once wholeheartedly assisted King Chuang in conquering
cities and territories , but now you've caused the people to suffer. It's truly a tragedy. In this martial world, the most difficult thing to distinguish is
right from wrong. I have never considered myself a righteous and prestigious sect; on the contrary, I think it's quite enjoyable for a villain to do this.
Do you still remember how your master, Gui Xinshu, and his wife, in order to save their beloved son, stole the Poria and Polygonum multiflorum
pills that Dong Kaishan of the Yongsheng Escort Agency was transporting to the government? With the help of that scoundrel Yuan Chengzhi, Dong Kaishan offended both the government and various sects in the martial world, leaving him
with no place to stand in the Central Plains. Dong Kaishan didn't kill anyone or set fires; he was an honest member of the escort agency, yet he ended up in such a state
for no reason . Fortunately, he met me and got a job in the Later Jin army. He also lived up to his reputation and made
military achievements. Now he's a general in the Later Jin army, which can be considered a blessing in disguise."

Sun Zhongjun, upon hearing Yu Zhenzi's words, was at a loss for words.

Yu Zhenzi continued, "In the past, I lived for a long time in the Tibetan frontier. Although I was focused on finding the iron sword,
I also experienced the warm hospitality of the foreign tribes. Now the world is divided. Emperor Chongzhen was inherently suspicious, and there was a rift between the emperor
and his ministers . Coupled with years of famine, the people had no food but still had to pay taxes, which led to the rise of militias and
the growing power of the rebel leader Li Zicheng. The country could have been saved by suppressing the rebels and providing disaster relief, but instead, we insisted on suppressing the rebellion. This angered Heaven, and plagues broke out in many places, making
the people suffer even more. As Confucius said, 'Let them rest and recuperate, and let life be restored.' Only by transforming the people's resentment into
growth... "Only with spiritual energy can the nation be saved. These ants, though small, can shake a tree. Though I am unworthy, the Qing
Emperor Huang Taiji, known for his humility and respect for scholars, appointed me as his national advisor, hoping to save the people. Confucius said: 'Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like
straw dogs.' I harbor great ambitions. I think of the creators Pangu and Fuxi, who were figures of my Daoist school; the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, who were
my Daoist friends; the Han Emperors Wen and Jing; the Tang Emperors Taizong and Xuanzong; and even the founding emperor of my Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu,
governed the country according to Daoism. I am unworthy, but I wish to emulate my predecessors and create this prosperous era."

Sun Zhongjun looked at him in surprise. Yu Zhenzi respectfully said, "This servant truly did not know that Master possessed such a broad vision and
lofty ambitions ."

Yu Zhenzi waved her hand and laughed, "It's a pity that we were born at the wrong time. Take the martial world for example, those heroes from the seven provinces are all
blind and cowardly. What talent does that young Yuan Chengzhi have? He merely relied on his father being a famous general who
resisted the Qing army and his sect being the renowned Huashan Sect to seize the position of martial arts leader by sheer luck. That
day, I went up Huashan alone, intending to put that brat's arrogance to rest. Who knew that once I arrived on Huashan, you would wear me down with a series of attacks,
and then I and Yuan Cheng..." " It was a fair duel for Zhi Xiao'er, but unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, he was ambushed by Xia Qingqing throwing a golden snake, a victory that
was not honorable. I deeply despise this so-called leader of the martial arts world; he's nothing but a pushover hiding behind a woman."

Sun Zhongjun continued, "Master, you may not know, but Yuan Chengzhi is a womanizer and has accumulated many romantic entanglements. He took
He Tieshou, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, as his disciple, but anyone with eyes can see that He Tieshou's apprenticeship was a pretense;
Xia Qingqing was the real reason. Jiao Wan'er of the Golden Dragon Gang, although married, kept stealing glances at Yuan Chengzhi along the way; as a woman, it
was immediately obvious that she was infatuated with him." " And then there's Princess Ajiu, the beloved daughter of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty. She even
shaved her head and became a nun for Yuan Chengzhi. And Yuan Chengzhi seems to be quite fond of Princess Ajiu, but he's afraid Xia Qingqing will be jealous, so he's
all talk and no action."

Yu Zhenzi laughed loudly, "This young
brat
, so what? A man's ambition lies in the four corners of the world. The more romantic affairs, the better. Since ancient times, it's common for those who achieve great things to have three wives and four concubines. I think he's like a peacock cherishing its feathers, claiming to be from a prestigious and upright sect, not wanting to ruin his reputation with romantic affairs. I, on the other hand, want to ruin his
reputation, to make him..." "Yan Li is a force to be reckoned with in this martial world; this is far better than killing him,"

Sun Zhongjun said. "Master, Yuan Chengzhi and the others are hypocritical; they all seem to be wearing masks."

Yu Zhenzi smiled at Sun Zhongjun and said, "Jun'er, do you know why I spared your life?"

Sun Zhongjun said fearfully, "This servant does not know; please enlighten me, Master."

Yu Zhenzi smiled and said, "I have heard that you have a grudge against Hong Shenghai, who serves Yuan Chengzhi?"

Sun Zhongjun said, "That man is despicable and shameless; he once humiliated this servant."

Yu Zhenzi said, "Oh, then what did you do?"

Sun Zhongjun said, "This servant informed my sect..." Together with his master's wife, they wiped out Hong Shenghai's entire family, but
it was a pity they didn't kill Hong Shenghai.

Yu Zhenzi said, "I admire your clear-cut nature of love and hate. Hong Shenghai humiliated you first, and it's fortunate
that it was you who possessed martial arts skills. If it had been an ordinary peasant woman, wouldn't she have been ruthlessly violated by Hong Shenghai? You
have rid the people of a scourge."

Sun Zhongjun said, "Master is right."

Yu Zhenzi said, "Killing Yuan Chengzhi is as easy as turning my hand, but killing him alone is not enough.
You have reminded me that we should capture the women first." "Seize his weakness and force him to submit. But right now, you must
come with me to Jade Maiden Peak to cut off Yuan Chengzhi's crucial support. This support is Mu Renqing and my senior brother, Daoist Musang.
I can't defeat them openly, but they don't know I've resurrected. It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. I'll ambush them secretly,
seize their moment of weakness, and strike them down."

In terms of martial arts, the three are roughly equal, but if Yu Zhenzi really does go to Jade Maiden Peak to hide and ambush, Mu Renqing and
Daoist Musang will definitely not be able to detect it. If they are relaxed for even a moment, they will be attacked by Yu Zhenzi and may lose their lives.

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